Bred by a Big Uncut Indian Cock

[bentover4u1972]

So, yeah, it’s been a while - since September of last year, believe it or not. Not for lack of desire, to be sure, but work and home life kept my opportunities to a minimum and when I did have a chance to hook up with someone, the typical ghosts and flakes came out of the woodwork and nothing ended up happening.

That all changed this morning.

It started yesterday, with a message on Grindr from a 55-year-old guy who informed me that his ‘lover’ was a total top who was into big chubs like me, and they only played raw. Music to my ears! We chatted back and forth a while, then he shared a screen shot of the other guy’s profile. Scrolling down through the profiles, I found him and sent him a message.

Eventually, we swapped pics. I was getting a good vibe, so I shared my face first, then my X pics. He especially liked the one I always share that shows two men’s cum dripping from my freshly-fucked hole (it’s meant to reaffirm that I’m a ‘raw is law’ kinda guy). He replied with his pic, including one of a long, thick, uncut cock standing at full attention.

I was salivating immediately.

Alas, he had plans for the rest of the day, so we agreed to connect this morning. We’re both early birds, and when I opened Grindr over my morning coffee, I saw that he was already online.

We picked up where we had left off. He hosted in an apartment downtown, and I knew it would be a quick drive on a Sunday morning. I hadn’t been able to get that cock out of my mind, and less than an hour later I was douched and on my way to his place. I found a spot on the street in front of his building and messaged him to let me know I had arrived. He came down to the lobby to let me into the building. I followed him onto the elevator and up to his apartment.

As soon as the door was closed, our clothes came off. He never said a word, just handed me a brown bottle, bent over and started sucking on my tits. I felt my cock start to harden, and as I reached down I discovered that his was already rock-hard. Some dick pics give you a false sense of scale, but not his. It was as long and as thick as advertised! I spit on my hand and stroked it as he worked my nipples.

At last he straightened up. “Get on the bed,” he instructed.

I did as I was told, but since he didn’t specify how he wanted me, I lay on my stomach so I could hit the brown bottle. Before I could take my first huff, he had parted my ass cheeks and his tongue was on my hole. He worked it like a pro, darting his tongue in and out and making slobbery noises as his saliva ran down my balls and soaked the sheet beneath me. He was getting me ready, and I loved every electrifying second.

The tongue went away and was almost immediately replaced by the head of his cock. I heard the lube bottle click, and a moment later he was sliding his way into my guts. I wasn’t sure what to expect, since it had been so long and he was so big, but my hole opened eagerly and he slid right in to the hilt, stopping only when his hips pressed into my ass.

From there, he began rhythmically fucking me, taking his time so we could both savor the sensation. I squeezed my sphincter around his shaft a few times, each time eliciting a quiet moan from him.

Then, without warning, he pulled out. I didn’t even have time to complain before his cock was in front of my face. I devoured it, taking it down my throat as he held my head in place and fucked my face. I choked and gagged, but one of the nice things about morning sex is that there was no food in my stomach! So I just coughed and gagged and spit saliva all over his cock.

Freshly slicked, he moved back down the bed and climbed on top of me. He slipped back inside with ease and began hammering my hole as though his life depended on it. He raised himself up, supporting his weight with a hand on each of my shoulders, as he drove as deep as he could. Then he froze, a gasp escaping his lips. I squeezed my hole again and sure enough, I could feel the telltale spasms that meant he was emptying his balls inside me.

Spent, he collapsed onto my back. I could feel the wetness of his sweat and hear his heavy breathing in my ear. His cock slipped out of my hole, and I once again felt a wet sensation running down my balls. I just lay there for a few minutes, basking in the glow of having been fucked – and fucked well – for the first time in eight months.

At last, he climbed off me and pulled on his shorts. I dressed and we exchanged numbers, both of us intent on meeting again. I’m hoping that I can stop by after work on Tuesday. We’ll see!