Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2015 00:00:20 -0000 From: Joe Francis Subject: CityView DC, Limit City View: Washington DC Vol 1 Copyright © 2015 by texbearjoe All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author or publisher except for the use of brief quotations in critical articles or reviews. eBook collections are available on Amazon.com, apple iTunes store, and Nook, search for `texbearjoe' on each site to find the updated list of publications. I have tried to recreate events, locales and conversations from my memories of them. In order to maintain their anonymity in some instances I have changed the names of individuals and places, I may have changed some identifying characteristics and details such as physical properties, occupations and places of residence. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All photography of texbearjoe © 2015 by C.C. Brooks, ccbrooks79@yahoo.com —— *Limit* To be in time for my Monday morning meetings in DC, I always had to fly in Sunday from Houston, and arranged it was early enough to prep, do gym, food, and relax. My hotel – "the Hinkley Hilton" near DuPont, hosted a lot of events – this time when I checked in it was the "Metropolitan A.M.E." having some sort of event – I thought nothing of it, until I noticed the hotel was chockablock full of big men with incredibly elaborate suits, and women with amazing hats. I looked closely at the event, and it was the "African Methodist Episcopal" Church having an event. I had to sit and watch for a bit – it was a visual treat, all the white and grey beards, and really handsome men. I went to my room and unpacked, and went back downstairs for a coffee to rev me up before the gym, and I noticed that more than a few men looked at me intently – my own white beard, huge shoulders, and but big muscles in a tight light teeshirt. One man in particularly watched me as I walked by, nodding slowly to me as I did him, on my way to the bathroom. On my way out, he came by my table, and with a slow deep voice told me what a marvelous body I had. You have to understand now one thing: this was a kind of oratorical voice, with florid words like "marvelous". I decided this was going to be interesting since I usually got this attention from police officers, security guys at airports, and the like – other men were nervous about commenting on my body. I thanked Lester for his kind words, and he asked how long I had been working out, and so the conversation began. I winked at him eventually and told him I could show him more in my room. His eyes glittered, and he looked slowly around, and grinning, he told me what we would now do. Completely take charge. I would go to my room. He would come up after 5 minutes. I would be naked, and would show him all my muscles, and he would undress and I would show him where he could be helped by me. I don't know why but I was so excited - it seemed so naughty to have a hot sex break with a church man somehow, that I really ran back up to my room and undressed. I was jacking off thinking what would happen, and exactly 5 minutes there was a door knock. Lester came in and grunted, looking at me naked and hard, and whistled a little bit. He began talking to me, again very florid oratorical language, as he undressed carefully, hanging his suit jacket, shoes and knee-high socks off, then shirt and tie, pants, very slowly and carefully placed in the closet until he was standing in his boxers in front of me. He had a very nice thick body, a light dusting of hair on his chest, but it was all on top of big legs, and what looked like a really broad ass. He was kind of pear-shaped, but masculine. He was fleshy – the chest was slightly fleshy and soft, and then he started to pull his boxers off. I must have sucked in my breath as he exposed the first inch of his cock – it was clear it was long – and he looked at me grinning. He sloooowly pulled his shorts down, an inch, then a few more inches, then back up a little. I groaned. He pulled another inch down exposing his beautiful fleshy cock, then he nodded to me, and I came over. He reached and took hold of my cock, giving approving sounds, "you are big ALL over" he said, as he put my hands on his boxers. "Slow now honey." He said, and I exposed another inch. It was already huge and I had more to go. I slid it slowly, another few inches exposed as I said "oh, oh..." and he pulled them back up a tiny bit. I pulled them down very slowly, until 10" of soft beautiful dark brown cock was exposed, beautiful thick head. I looked at it and thought, when this was hard, I could do nothing with it. He shucked the short off, and started kneading my muscles, then struck a double-biceps. "Think I can get big as you baby?" he grinned, then turned around. His ass was huge. Lightly furred, very big bubble butt, and I moaned again. "I want that motherfucking cock in this asshole NOW motherfucker, I need it. Fuck HONEY!" he said, completely abandoning the 'oratorical' style, and I dropped to my knees spreading his ass and licking his really intensely tasting hole – this guy was a sweatpig. He set one leg up on a nearby chest of drawers, and pulling my head up against his ass started a stream of dirty talk that was better than I could ever produce. Nonstop as I licked and sucked his asshole, biting it and rolling my tongue all around it as he relaxed, opening wider and wider while he beat off that amazing piece of cock. "Honey, you're tickling me now, goddam fuck the goddam hole with that horsemeat!" he yelled, and then flexed his ass making it bounce amazingly. I left him twerking and then greased one of my hands, and shoved two fingers in his amazingly loose hole rotating my hand to lube him up, then shoved three fingers in rubbing his nut while he groaned and howled. He turned to the chest of drawers, bending over and holding on while holding his ass in the air, swinging it lewdly, his cock bobbing like a huge purple-headed pendulum. I sidled up to him as he begged me to tear up the hole, and I slid the head of my cock in. He was a pro – completely relaxed, my head massaged by his anal muscles like a hot mouth, and as I slid further in his hold he gently squeezed and massaged it, wiggling his ass from side-to-side as I pushed further and further in. He groaned more, and then walked with me in his ass over to the desk chair so he could bend over further. I pushed inch by inch further in his ass until I was deep inside, pushed all the way into his colon past his rectum. He tightened up and I slapped his ass and told him to stop, I liked my ass loose like my men, and he immediately relaxed and began humping up and down on my cock as I fucked him. I had not fucked a hot ass pro for a long long time, and we were screaming obscenities to each other as I fucked – slow, then fast, hard and soft, side to side, in and out. It was a dream fuck, his rectum wrapped like a red-hot glove around my cockshaft as I bounced my hips against his huge ass. There is absolutely nothing in this world like fucking a big fat ass, and I was blissed out, feeling all the sensations in my groin against him when I wanted to take it up a notch. I bent over him, arms around his belly, and then started a harsh dog rut into his ass, deep, while I grabbed his cock. Hand-over-hand I stroked his cock with my greasy hands grinding my cock deep into his pelvis while he groaned and yelled for more. I must have fucked him for fifteen minutes like this, getting harder and harder, actually feeling my ass and my groin muscles get pumped from the exercise. I then lifted him off the chair, and walked him over to the bed, pulling out, then shoved him on the bed. I lifted one leg, pulling him onto his side, so I could go in sideways. I didn't get the benefit of his huge ass like this, but fuck you could go incredibly deep. He reached for a bottle of poppers on my night table "motherfucker, that's drugs!" he yelled, opening it up and laughing to himself. He took a huge sniff as I pushed back in his asshole, "oh, these are good motherfucker, fuck that fat ass baby, stretch me Daddy!" he yelled, getting more and more violent, sniffing more. I was really battering his ass now, punching deep into his colon with each stroke, feeling his inner sphincter pop over and over as I penetrated it, my arm hugging his thick leg as I stood ramming him. Fuck this was a hot one, and I didn't want just a quick fuck! I took his cock with my right hand, and stroked him slowly, but in rhythm to the fuck and he suddenly began squeezing my cock again with his ass. I slapped his ass again, and he laughed and relaxed, taking more poppers. "Daddy cum baby, I got to go back! Cum for me daddy!" he began begging, and I laughed, "I'm not coming 'til you feed Daddy!" "Oh uh oh" he grunted, on poppers again. I pulled him off the bed dropping him on the floor, which startled him, then pulling his ass up, did a reverse cowgirl on him, fucking his hole facing away so my cock was grinding directly onto his nut. He screamed a little bit as I fucked him harder and harder, then I put my feet back up on the bed so I could really slam down on his hole. "Goddam motherfucker hardon slam my hole baby, I ain't giving up yet!" He yelled, as I rammed into him another quarter hour in this strange position. I pulled out and turned around, with him on the floor, and mounted him again, pointing my cock straight down as I crammed it into his hole, plunging in and out like a butterchurn, still ramming against his prostate. He was almost incoherent, but yelling still at this point, until I pulled him over to a mirror so he could watch how I was fucking his asshole, sitting on him, cock pointed down. I was going a little soft after almost an hour of fucking but not cumming, covered in sweat, the two of us smelling rank. "Break baby!" I gasped, pulling out, then reaching over to pull him up into the bed. He was breathing hard too, and I wrapped my arms around him, kissing in front of the mirror where I noticed he was almost exactly my height. What a kiss – he really had a huge mouth that I explored every bit of with my tongue, which he sucked in like a huge lollipop, sucking and licking it, letting it go occasionally, squeezing me. I had to fuck more! First I popped on a cockring and took a tiny whiff of poppers, which stiffened me up immediately. I pulled an armchair to the mirror, and sat back in it, holding my cock up. He faced me and started to sit on it, but I spun him around. "Feet on the arms baby," I said, "and then sit back. He did so, and I was able to lever my cock up, ramming him mercifully, watching my shaft cram in his hole with almost blurred speed as I felt a cum building up. His cock flopped around obscenely as I briefly held still, cramming his ass down on my cock, riding it like a two-dollar whore screaming for more and more horsedick in his hole. His cock was stroking and bouncing against his legs as I reached around and began jacking him off, pulling on his balls, and he yelled "Motherfucker, keep that going, motherfucker, I'm gonna cum, I'm fucking going to cum OOH!" Slowly I pulled on his shaft, up and down twisting my hand on his head making him shriek more as I began jackhammer fucking him again, until we were fucking against each other like crazed fiends. His ass grew tighter, but I sensed now it was a cum – I immediately fed him a huge huff of poppers, and putting it down, stroked his cock with both hands up and down up and down as it got incredibly stiff. He lay his head back, emitting a high-pitched whine I'm sure was heard in the next county, and almost broke my nose bouncing his head! Suddenly his cock grew stiffer and I felt it pulse – an enormous spurt of cum shot up and out all over the mirror in front of us, then he slammed his asshole on my cock – spurt, slam, spurt slam. I kept milking him as more and more cum erupted, probably 10 shots, all over the mirror, floor, us, until he shook gently, and I stopped jacking him. He literally crumpled up on my, cock still soaking in his ass, my arms around him as I kissed his neck and thick black hair. Gasping, he cooed and shook, slowly pulling off my cock, standing shakily. "I never." He said, and I pulled him back to the bed. "I never have fucked with a muscle Daddy like that. All bottoms." He said, "Fuuuuck. Honey. I am going to be in so much trouble." He collapsed in my arms, and turned around, my arms around him, his huge ass pushed up against my groin and still hard cock – I took the ring off. I squeezed and kissed him more, as we both relaxed, and I began to think "Uh oh, there goes the gym." But he was a wonderful cuddler, and we kissed and talked and played with each other until he said, "Daddy, how do you want to cum, I want you to cum, cum for me baby!" He really begged me – cumming isn't as important as the sex, but I held him and I whispered – "You want me to cum, there is one fast way. Cram that dick in my throat so I can't breathe can't do anything, and I'll cum like a volcano." He laughed, and said, "You cocksucker. Cocksucker and fucker. Daddy you can try, but I'm too big." I was afraid he was right. He took a sniff of poppers as I shoved four fingers in his very loose wet ass, massaging his nut and he got very hard again – only fifteen minutes after cumming. I got into reverse position with him so as his cock pointed up along his body, I could simply slide it straight in my throat. First I lubed it up, and squirted some lube in my mouth for good measure – I was determined as hell to suck this monster. He was patient as I sucked on the head, and shaft, getting him harder, and I noticed that while he was very long, it wasn't as thick as I thought. Or hoped. I sucked on the head, shaking my mouth from side to side as he had is ass, stimulating the bring purple pink tip all around, then holding his shaft with both hands, sucked on the very tip causing him to moan and hold my head calling me "His Suck Daddy!" I kept on going, sliding the greasy fat stick further in my mouth, feeling the thick hard head on my tongue and roof of my mouth, worrying that I might scratch it with my molars. I got his head against the opening of my throat, but I could not push it in. It just would not go! I pushed and grunted, feeling hot sweat of frustration spring up. I wanted that goddam cock to rip my throat open, but everything was the wrong angle, I didn't know. I continued to suck and lick it, jacking off my raging hardon – I love the feeling of cock in my mouth (who doesn't) and this was a real filler, beautifully hard and responsive. I pulled back out, my saliva streaming out of my mouth all over his belly, when he said "I guess it ain't going to work Suck Daddy." I looked at him and glared, and he said "woo hoo!" and we both laughed as I asked him to stand up. I tried lying on the bed with my head off the edge, and told him to fuck my throat. He slid the cock in and I sucked and made love to it best I could. I was incredibly excited as he fucked my mouth, squeezing and playing with my chest as I jacked off frantically, but again, each time the thick head hit my throat, it would not go in. It just would not! My own cock was limber and could slide in almost any direction hole, but his was really stiff as a metal pole, and would not bend or curve into my throat. "FUCK" I yelled, and grabbed the poppers, incredibly frustrated. "Daddy, that's ok, I'm used to it!" he said, squeezing my shoulders, but I crouched at the foot of the bed, his cock directly facing me. It just seemed like it was impossible at this angle, so I just began a nice jack and suck, taking hits of poppers and enjoying the flavor and weight of his cock in my mouth. He was a good cocksman, and really enjoyed feeding it to me – I just wish my mouth was as big as his was! I slurped all over the head, sucking the tip making tubes out of my hands to stroke the full shaft, enjoying the enormous length however I could. I was very comfortable like this, holding his huge meaty ass and bouncing his cock in and out of my mouth, wide-open, or closed and vacuuming, jack-sucking him, or just jacking him. "Suck Daddy, you LUUUUV Sucking. You are a good fuck, don't get me wrong LORD, you are a SUPER FUCK! But you were made for suck weren't you! Suck that big motherfucking cock. Go on, SUCK!" It was a fantastic cock, and I slammed it harder and harder in my mouth, always hitting the back of my throat, when I felt something give. Goosebumps and a shiver. "Hey, Suck Daddy, you OK?" he asked. His cock wouldn't curve UP more – trying to take it in my throat in a 69 or throat fuck off the bed wouldn't work, but I suddenly pushed, pushed harder and harder, and suddenly his head popped into my throat. I thought I would pass out – it was a touch painful – and he let out a big whoop, "FUCK DADDY, You fucking DID IT! Ain't nobody suck it down like THAT, OH MOMMA!" My throat was literally stretched out wide as I held still, then I pushed my head further and further toward his crotch, more than half his cock still waiting to slide in. I was shaking from excitement, my entire left hand around his cockshaft in front of my mouth, a huge length already in my throat, feeling how big it was. I'm not a size queen, but this was blowing out all my limits and expectations. It pushed hard into my throat, and I reached up and felt myself, the cock pushing against it from inside, I could feel where the head was below my Adam's apple, then resumed jacking myself off, slowly stroking the full length of my own fat long cock. At this point I was so excited it wasn't going to take much more to blow my wad but I wanted to really savor this event. Finally I felt my mouth pressing against his scratchy pubes, and he groaned out, praising me and the lord for being able to take his cock all the way to the root. It was incredibly tight and full in my throat and mouth, and I heard my own heart beating in my head, along with a ringing from all the pressure. But all in all, it was an incredibly erotic feeling, my throat being completely possessed by this long steel-hard cock. My buddy was poppering himself up like mad now, groaning at the huge Suck Dad in front of him completely destroying his own throat. I slowly pulled back out, making sure I wasn't going to scrape his shaft with my teeth, and then gasping, let him all the way out while he began cursing at me and yelling about his Suck Daddy, and I put more lube on the head and shaft of his cock. My throat was absolutely stretched to the max, and suddenly empty, I had to put that meat back in my mouth. He moved, leaning back against the desk as I sat down on the floor in front of the bed, he spread his legs wide, and begged me to take it all again. I began the slow slide, and this time it popped even more easily into my throat. My jaw was really stretched open, my throat wrapping around his head, his meat and shaft, and I got goosepimples as I felt his long cock push back into my throat, squeezing the hard head deep into me. I tried to swallow but I couldn't, I was quite helpless. I let it slide in and out, an inch movement while in my throat while he groaned out loud, then I put my hands on his crotch and pressed hard, stretching the skin of his cock, increasing all the tension along the whole shaft. I kept bobbing my head slowly while he throat fucked me, as long as I could since I was holding my breath like crazy, until I pulled back again. "Suck Daddy need drugs!" he grinned, and held poppers up to my face, holding my nose as I inhaled and gasped. He put them down and then took hold of my head, which I wasn't entirely comfortable with, but he then pulled slowly onto his cock, groaning "oh fuck, here it goes again Suck Daddy!" and popped his cock into my throat, pausing to pop it back and forth in and out of my throat ring just by my tonsils. The sensation was unreal, and he was panting as he crammed it harder back and forth right where my gag reflex used to be, as the poppers washed over me suddenly in a wave. I got a gurgle out before he crammed my head now completely on his cock, sliding it deep inside me and I grabbed a hold of my cock, popper crazed jacking off now taking me over with the deep throat stretching of his cock. I felt a cough coming on, but it was suspended, like anything with breathing or my throat. I was completely in his control now, and he was chanting "Suck Daddy Cum! Suck Daddy Cum!" as I was harshly crammed to his groin again, mouth wide open. He pulled me off and said "Breathe Motherfucker!" and I gasped as he fed me poppers again! I was losing it. This went on over and over, as I grew feeling weaker, more turned on and at the same time more light-headed. My attention narrowed to just his huge cock, the taste and feel of it, and time started slowing, I knew I couldn't take much more of this. The ringing in my ears increased and he thrust his cock back in my mouth, just the head now as I slavered over it, jacking off as hard as I could, and he asked me did I want a little light snack? I looked up, slower and slower, nodding my head as he grinned, then he shoved that "motherfucking mouth on my fuckstick" and popped into my throat again, and I found that I could swallow. "SHIT Motherfuckeeeeer!" He wailed as my throat muscles squeezed and massaged his head and shaft, and pressure was building up in my groin, my cock, as 100% of my attention dwindled to the feeling of his cock raping my throat, and the flow of sensation that ran over my entire body. I reached up weakly and between his spread legs, I felt for his asshole, and I slid four fingers into his wide-open dripping hole to start massaging his nut. He started screaming for more ass fucker, and started fucking my throat even harder now. A break to breathe and for him to feed me poppers as he practically gulped them, and he continued jamming my harder and harder on his cock. He would hold for a second, then pulling off just in time for me to "Breathe Suck Daddy!" feeding me poppers again as I realized I wanted to fall over, lightheaded. "Daddy here's my thick white cum for you!" He grinned, and brutally shoved his cock all the way back in my throat, down into me, all in one go my face slammed to his groin. His nut grew hard in my hand, and I knew he was getting ready to blow another huge load, and again I felt my throat hurting, stretching as his cock expanded. He screamed "Suck Daddy" as he began pulsing cum directly into my belly, and I began swallowing again, causing him to groan out and one of his legs to shake from the pressure! I was battering his ass with my hand now, jamming on his prostate and he reciprocated to my throat. He put his hand on top of my head, tilting it back and pulled back slightly, until I could feel jets of cum actually in the back of my throat, filling me as my body begged to breathe. That was it, the bitter acrid taste of his cum, the huge cock, I began jetting cum all over myself, on his feet, shaking and trying desperately to swallow the cum deposits in my gullet. He pulled out further, and I felt my hand actually pop into his asshole, swallowed up in a hot cave, as he wailed at how sensitive his cockhead was. A deep feeling of electric pressure moved from my groin up to my mouth, and the ringing in my ears became more intense, until he pulled out, just the cum dripping head in my mouth, and with the last swallow I gasped for air, still jacking my softening cock, keeping the intense sensation washing over my body. He began twitching, his sensitive head in my mouth as my tongue washed over the delicious head of his cock, and he yelled "stop motherfucker!" and I gasped finally filling my lungs completely as the final blur of orgasm started to fade away. My hand dropped out of his dripping hole, and I slumped. I have never had such an intense cum as with that cock fucking my throat, and I could not take a millimeter more of length, or width in my mouth. My jaw joint felt painful, and I fell back against the bed, and we looked at each other, and began laughing. But no sound came out from me, just a hiss. I tried to talk, and just clicks came, I had done it again, completely lost my voice from taking on too much deepthroating. I grabbed a bottle of water and shared it, as my buddy washed in the bathroom and began putting his clothing on, carefully, and resuming his 'oratorical' style talking with me, thanking me for such a pleasant interlude this evening. I whispered a thank you to him too, and we had a brief, intimate kiss as I glanced at the ring on his hand. He saw me look, nodded and winked, and that was the last I saw of him. I sat down for a minute, rehydrated, and dragged myself out to the gym. Some real exercise was indicated! —— About the Author: texbearjoe texbearjoe began his notorious writing on usenet via soc.motss in the '80's and evolved with internet through the subsequent decades with twists and turns on websites, blogs, published books, private and public social networks, and virtually every avenue possible for new media. He's visible with photos and videos, and very chatty on bigmusclebears.com as well as texbearjoe.tumblr.com, and you may contact him directly at texbearjoe@gmail.com or through texbearjoe on the growlr app, and you can follow him @texbearjoe on twitter. These stories are quite literally diaries of his experiences, though per disclaimer, names, places, and events may have been changed to protect the innocent (or the guilty). He is, indeed, co-incident and identical to the main protagonist in his writing, which perhaps gives them their unique flavor. One day, when you will least expect it, you will meet him in his travels.