Date: Thu, 12 May 2005 15:41:19 -0600
From: Rhinocerus <rhinocerus@hotmail.com>
Subject: Fun with Joe

      I got home from work on Friday evening a bit stressed and looking
forward to some hot action with a hung raunchy top. I had met this one guy
online, Joe, who'd been sniffing me up and he had agreed to meet that
night. It seemed like he might be interested in playing hard the way I
like, and I had this low-level buzz all day from thinking about straddling
a hot stud and burying his fuckpole in my ass to the hilt. I got hard
several times throughout the day thinking about it. So within minutes of
walking in the door, I fished out the bit of a joint left over from last
weekend and lit up, relaxing as I put on something with a nice groove and
some beats.  First things first, I thought, gotta get ready to please.
      The roommates were gone for the weekend, and I walked naked to the
bathroom. My prep regime is pretty simple but time-consuming. I refuse to
be dirty for my tops, so I always take the time to prepare my hole for a
workout.  Since the roommates are often home, I often run a bath at the
same time and soak in the suds after I'm satisfied with the condition of my
"pussy."
	The aggressive tops I like to play with sometimes go from 0-60 in
about 5 seconds flat, which means that I like to be well-lubed and fingered
before any cock comes over. (As hot as it is to be dominated, the pain of a
cock rammed up an unfingered hole takes me off the court for a
while-minutes I could be using to milk that cock with my hot hole.)
      It was almost 7, the time we had agreed he would arrive at my house.
The door rang, and I answered it in my black jockstrap and a smile. He
stood there, gruffly reserved but with a twinkle in his eye. He was in his
late 30s, built sturdy but naturally muscular, just slightly taller than me
(must have been over 6'4), dark brushcut hair and grey-blue eyes, dressed
casual in jeans and a black t-shirt with one of those company
custom-embroidered jackets over it. Olson & Sons Welding, it said.
      "Hi," he said.
      "Hi, " I replied, nervous with anticipation and excitement.
      I moved to the side to let him in and he grabbed me by my waist and
pulled me to him as the door shut, so that we ended up face to face but not
quite kissing. His voice was deep and sexy.
	"So you're Ryan, hey? Turn around." I obeyed, and he grabbed my ass
as I turned to show him, spreading the cheeks apart for his
inspection. "Bend over.  Good."
	He outlined the cleft of my ass with his thumb and brought it up to
his face to smell. "Good boy. You know what I like..." He licked his thumb
and put it back on my ass. He pushed it in slowly, his spit mixing with the
lube in my ass already.  It felt wonderful to have a real man enjoying
himself with my body.
	"Suck me," he said, pushing me down.  Then he stripped the coat and
t- shirt off, unbuckled his jeans and slipped the zipper down, uncovering
his fat cock, growing harder every second. It was 8 1/2 inches long, fully
extended, and nothing got it fully extended like the thought of sliding
deep into a tight ass. As I reached out to suck on the head, I realized it
was almost as thick as a beer can, and definitely thicker than my wrist. I
had to really stretch my jaw to get just the head in my warm mouth. He
grunted softly with satisfaction as I moved my tongue around the
circumference of his mushroom head, gripping the base of the shaft with my
thumb and index finger. The cock got very swollen and hard as I licked from
his ball sac (nice and hefty) up the shaft to the tip of his penis, several
times, while I caressed his torso and upper thighs with my (sometimes) free
hands. He grabbed his cock at the base and bounced the cockhead off my
nose, teasing my tongue with his sweet precum.
	"Let's go to the bedroom," I pleaded. When he agreed, I got up from
my knees and followed him into my room. He dropped the pants as I sat on
the bed.  He nudged his erect cock in past my lips, curved around my teeth
protectively, and then as far into my mouth as it would go easily. When he
bumped the back of my throat, I realized we'd have to change positions if I
was going to take him all the way into my throat.
	"Why don't you lie down for a bit and let me do my thing...?" He
agreed, and I dropped over his prone body with my head towards his legs. He
pulled on my right leg to reposition me into a 69 pose, my cock and hole
directly over his head while I confronted his monster cock eye to eye. I
breathed deep, tried to relax my throat muscles and took the head back into
my mouth. This time I got about 2/3 of the way down in one steady stroke,
rotating my head a little and moving my tongue to spread the spit lube
around. I retreated a little bit, grabbed some more air through my nose,
and went for the rest. I felt like a boar roasting on a spit, there's so
much pressure in my throat now that a beer can is stuck in it, but I can
tell my dude likes it. He's growling and purring, occasionally licking my
cock and playing with my hole, but mostly just enjoying my work. As he got
deeper into the sensation, I was turned on by the idea of pleasing
him. Sure thing, whenever I deep throat a guy, my cock springs to
attention, and I started to moan with pleasure, even though my moans were
muffled by his cock. I knew how much I liked the vibrations when my cock
was buried so close to a larynx. It seemed like my top was enjoying it too.
	Soon enough, Joe pushed me off him and got me to stand up. "You
want this fuck rough?"
	"Yeah."
	"Good, cause that's the only way I give it. Bend over." I gestured
at the lube beside the bed, but he knew I already had some in there and
ignored it.  I noticed but bent over anyway, excited about getting properly
fucked for the first time in a few weeks. "Show me your hole. Pull it apart
for me."
	I gladly did, and he grabbed his cock, still slick from my mouth
but rapidly drying out, and shoved it in me in a single, steady
movement. Even though I was prepared for it, it was still shockingly
intense to my body, and I sharply drew in breath to cope with the layered
sensations. Joe, meanwhile, had already gotten comfy in his new space and
was grinding his cock into every corner of my rectum, occupying all the
space up to and past my third sphincter at the top of the rectal
canal. Only really big cocks get up there, and I was a big fan of those,
but that last inch sometimes hurt like a bitch. Being the pervy slut that I
am, I enjoyed those occasions the most. By now, his cock felt like it had
permanently enlarged my asshole and I was able to get really into the
rhythm of his strokes.  We did it that way, doggy style, for about 15
minutes, my hole smooth with lube and pre-cum, gripping his thick rod with
hot friction. Joe mixed it up a lot when it came to fuck technique,
throwing in short rabbit fucks at various depths and once in a while
pulling all the way out, watching the hole wink its moist red interior at
him, and then shoving all the way balls deep, and doing it again if he felt
like it.  Whenever he pulled his cock out of that hole, the stretched out
lips would cling to it and seemed close to being pulled right out, although
it never did. He loved the way that pink meat stuck to his cock but
sometimes, you just need lube to finish the job.  He grabbed some from
beside the bed and ordered me to suck his cock once more.
	"Clean my cock, bitch. Yeah, I want you to taste your own ass
juice- how's that?" I gladly obliged him, licking carefully all over the
shaft, slowly moving my tongue over the entire surface of his cock. After
that, I took the lube and applied it to his by now very red and swollen
cock, and to my similarly flushed hole. It was cool and soothing, but not
for long.
	Joe pushed me onto my back, wedging the pillow under my butt, and
then knelt between my legs. He picked them up and put them over his
shoulders, edging his knees and pelvis closer to my groin. He reached down
to insert his cock into me slowly, enjoying the sight of the lips of my
asshole bulging out from the pressure of his hard thickness passing
through, almost like some kind of boa constrictor trying to consume a boar
many times its natural size. He pushed past with steady force, sliding home
while I played with one of his nipples and caressed his muscular ass with
my hands. It felt awesome as he slid into me with only the natural
resistance of my deep hole. He bent over me, my legs supporting his torso
as his own weight drove his cock deep into my warm cunt. I started to use
my internal anal muscles to grab and massage his cock inside me, squeezing
with the upstrokes, my hole not wanting its new best friend to leave.  His
closed eyes and moans of pleasure confirmed that he was feeling it.
      He sniffed some poppers and let his weight sit on my nearly
bent-double body as he held it out to me. I snorted in each nostril, the
effects coming almost instantly. A moment of dizziness and the world seemed
to retract. I became super aware of my hole and heartbeat and especially
Joe's thick cock plundering my ass. It felt utterly amazing, like I had
been made to serve this function.  Everything in my world was about Joe and
giving his cock everything it wanted.  His hairy chest, with its big hard
nips, was warm and comforting; his body seemed to be an entire continent to
me. Everything else just disappeared.
	He paused and said, "Get up and lie back down between my legs." I
did what he told me. "Why don't you get me real hard again with your mouth,
boy?"
      I complied with enthusiasm, kneeling between his legs to worship him
with my tongue. I moved my hands over all the parts of his body I could
reach with 8 1/2 inches of meat nailing me to his crotch. As his breath
quickened and his cock responded to the warm wet texture of my nimble
tongue, I checked I was still wet enough to slide down his pole. I was, so
I started to move back up his body, tonguing his nips and underarms on my
way up.
	"Just a sec, boy. I want you to suck my ass before you get back on
and finish this bull ride..." His eyes were mischievous as he said it,
pulling his legs up and apart. The funky scent wafted up to me, making my
mouth water. Woof! I caressed and rubbed my face across his thighs and
groin area, running my fingers up and down his crack, circling his tight
rosebud and the light hair surrounding it. I kissed his perineum, between
the balls and the asshole, massaging the spongy sensitive tissue with my
lips and tongue. Finally, I growled and pushed those knees back, exposing
the hole fully. I rimmed that hot ass with gusto, pushing my hot tongue
past the pink outer ring, all the while grabbing and rubbing ass cheek and
jerking his cock.
       "Fuck, yeah...That's it, clean up daddy's ass...," he said, turning
his head from one side to the other, gasping when I licked from the top of
his crack all the way to the tip of his cock. " Oh, you're getting me
close, aren't you? You want some of this spooge, huh?"
      "Yeah, I want you to pump my ass full of your hot spunk. You want
that?"
      "Yeah." He got up and grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and pawed
me face down onto the bed. "Get ready to be bred, bitch."
      He knelt first, on either side of my thighs, then aimed his cock at
my hole, and let his weight drive it home without holding back.  By this
time my pussy was sloppy and happy to take that gorgeous cock any way it
could get it. He started up a fast rhythm with long strokes, almost all the
way out, then all the way back in.
      "Tighten up! Yeah, like that, keep that pussy tight for daddy. Come
on, yeah, get ready to take that cockjuice...." He held himself in a
push-up position, wildly bucking his hips as the need to breed took over
his body. His words were mostly grunts by this time, and I was in ecstasy
as his cock violently plunged into me over and over again. He slapped my
ass and grabbed the back of my hair to make me tighten up and let him edge
in a few millimeters further-fuck I love getting manhandled!
      I tensed my glutes and hamstrings, trying to get as tight as possible
for his pleasure, even as my own pleasure mounted from the stimulation of
my prostate and grinding my own still erect cocklet into the sheets. Joe
was getting close.
      "I'm gonna dump my load of sperm up that ass-you want it? Come on,
you want it?"
      "Fuck yeah!!!! Please give me that big load, daddy."
      "Bitch, you're gonna get knocked up by this stud. It's your lucky day
queer boy! Mmnnrrrrghh," he growled.
      He grunted with stern pleasure into my ear, mashing his tongue in. I
writhed in ecstasy, even as his cock was battering my guts into submission.
He slipped his hands under my armpits and grabbed onto my shoulders as he
forced his cock as far up into me as he could possibly get and let loose
with an incoherent shout. I could feel his cock throbbing as it shot loads
of warm cum all over my insides. I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles
rhythmically as he came and after, each squeeze releasing another deep
purring sound from him.  He was motionless on top of me for a few minutes,
letting me soak in the lovely feeling of his body pressing into mine,
invading mine. We rolled over with him still inside me. After a few
minutes, his cock had deflated a little but was still hard enough to stay
stuck in my tight hole. He shifted so that his one leg was on top of my hip
but my back was still up against his chest, parallel. I've never been one
to let a free cuddle go, so I pressed back with my hips and settled into a
spoon position with him. Thinking we would fall asleep, I closed my eyes
and briefly fell into a light snooze.
      I was awakened by a feeling of pressure in my rectum, not just his
cock but something else. He felt me stir and whispered softly in my ear,
"I'm filling you up with my piss, boy. Like that...?" Boy, did I ever...!
      "Yeah... let me lick your cock clean after you pull out-I want to
taste your piss." He nodded and grunted as he savoured the feeling of his
warm piss surrounding his cock. "Tighten up or you'll spill as I pull out."
I did as I was told, shivering with delight as he pulled out the head
against the resistance of my ring.  I could feel the pressure of an assful
of piss inside me but I wanted to taste that pissy cock first. As I
sensuously kissed and licked the last golden drops from the head of his
huge cock, I felt fully satisfied. Bones creaking, I stiffly got off my
knees and shuffled out the door.
      After a quick stop at the toilet and the shower, I went back to my
room, but Joe had dressed and left while I was gone.  I was pissed and a
little bit puzzled until I saw the note on the fridge.
      "Great time playing w/ you, have to do it again (not so nice next
time), sorry I had to jet. Lance (my real name) 555-8547," I read with a
smile. I was already looking forward to playing even harder with my stud
again.