Night With Mike

by: hot wet speedo

i'm shameless! i gushed! i had a great time last night!!! came home around 9pm from a dinner. on the way, i got a text from a guy who's been texting about a meet-up but which never seemed to materialize. i got his stats: 26 mestizo 6'1" medium built, good looking, bottom. he texted that he wanted to be fucked really hard by me. i wouldn't say no to that. he's not from here, i'm afraid. so afraid i was i took his stats with a raised eyebrow. not like the studs here with high-flying stats and pictres to match (ahem). anyway, i got home, got out of my clothes, wrapped the towel around my waist, smoked, and ran the bath. he texted he's quite near my place. i texted directions going to my place. i turned off the faucet and smoked another one and waited. and waited. and waited some more. almost 30minutes passed when i decided to warite it off and headed to the bathroom. i did my business and answered text messages. many texted. none from him. each time one came, i'd readily pick up my phone to check. not him. i took a bath finally. still nothing. i went to my room. put on a video, bent on jacking off. i was getting a bit tiffed when another guy had also texted me he'd be coming over. also a no-show. and now this. i was looking forward to a hot menage-a-trois ala japonaise (2women and a man, only here, with a twist--2bottoms and me). now, it looked like it was gonna be just a night of menage a seule. i hasten to add here that my masturbatory technique has been perfected to such a pitch that i derive sublime pleasure out of it. with just me completely naked before the mirror, a bottle of lotion on hand, and porn churning out of the tube, i'm in heaven. i apply variable pressure around the trunk of my cock with my hand gooey with lotion. a dab would last about 5minutes before my hand begins to feel dry again, and my dick warmed over by constant friction. while my left hand goes up and down the shaft, my right pulls my balls downwards to stretch the loose skin around my cock. that works for me really well. it also works for me when frotting. almost the same technique applies, only with a partner to rub against with. tops especially can get a good bang without fear of penetration (hint hint). paranoids can get their anxieties alleviated without dispensing with the pleasure. bottoms can get extra mileage getting their dicks stimulated before their ass does. and so i almost set about the bed, naked and horny, when a text came. he's at the door. my initial reservations and stoked resentments disappeared when i raced downstairs to open the door. he was wearing a cap, walking shorts and tight-fit shirt. he was tall all right. i showed him in and went upstairs ahead of him. i didn't get a really a good look at him. i got in my room, took off my towel and sat on the bed. he followed me inside. i told him to close the door. he did so. i told him to take off his clothes and hang them by the hooks on the wall. he took off his cap and his long straight hair came down. that's when i got a good look at him. he was a handsome boy. a big handsome boy. i was puny compared to his outsized frame. he took off his shirt and shorts next, leaving his gray calvins (boxers) on. nice body, a bit flabby, but nice nonetheless. i forgot i was upset a few minutes back. my dick started to stir. he joined me in bed. we kissed with full lips and tongue. he was good. he licked my nips. good. i took his head and guided it down south. very good. smooth and assured. he then went farther down. oh god! i planned on enjoying the evening with his company. we kissed again more heatedly than before. he grabbed my dick and it responded to his attention. my hand took his hand and motioned it up and down all the while deep into frenching. i grabbed his dick and i was undone. how do i put this? mmm.....well, it was just medium, not in proportion to his big frame. i hid my disappointment, of course. our tongues continued to spar for a few minutes longer. he dove his head into my cock once more, savoring it's girth and length around his lips. i guided his head further down south past my pole. on his own, he reached my hole and teased it with his pointed tongue. his sparse mustache sent shivers down my loins. my dick was raging harder than ever. we switched positions. he laid down on his back i got on top of him and sucked his dick. his hand reached for my dick hovering over his face. i lowered it to his mouth. he sucked on it once more. i pumped his mouth gently. he didn't choke. he was good. then we switched yet once again. i frotted him with his right leg raised. he raised his other leg and held both with his hands. spreadeagled, i laid on top of him and frotted him with greater pressure while our kissing never faltered. a few minutes into that he said he wanted me to fuck him already. i was still enjoying our frotting but i knew better than not to listen to him. i really liked him physically and i was doing my best to please him. my ears were quick to pick up on his horny requests. my dick became harder to his oral ministrations. i thought i was doing a great job. so i disengaged from him, walked to the dresser, opened a pack of rubber, and handed him the lotion. he put some in his ass. sheathed, i put some on my dick too. i told him i'd fuck him doggie style. he got on his knees. i knelt behind him. i fingered his hole while i massaged my dick to full hardness. he took an audible breath. i took the plunge. aaaarrrrrrggghhh!!!!! aaaaaarrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!! my dick went limp just trying to get past the sphincter. he was tense. i was frustrated, almost embarassed. being a top can be such a challenge, especially with bottoms too nervous to loosen up. literally. i asked him to lie on his back. i got on top of him. i frotted him some more to regain my erection. this technique had rarely failed me and it took no time when i got hard again. i applied more lotion on my dick and in his ass. i held his left leg while guiding my dick into his asshole. it was still a challenge, but i managed to get the head past the rim. he whimpered just half audibly. i impaled him still further and shoved the full length in. that's right. just shoved it in and really stuck it into him down the hilt. he bit his lips. i took it slow at first. his face was a picture of savage lust. i quickened the pace a bit. our eyes locked, in a face-off of sorts. his lips stretched sideways, showing his even choppers. i looked back at him intensely as if affirming my position as top. he understood that much unspoken language. i spoke to him, baring out my plan to use his ass to prolong my pleasure. he snarled at me lustily. he was a captive of our own combined delirium. our brows welled with our manly sweat. our bodies feverish with our combined heat. his dick was just half-hard from the stimulation. but let no one doubt mine was rock-hard serious. without pulling out, i told him to get on his knees and upturn his ass facing the mirror. i wanted to show him The View. i got on my feet and continued fucking him from behind. he buried his head into the pillows and i grabbed his hair and turned it so he'd see my dick go in and out of his hole in the mirror. that position just made me grow even harder. watching myself going on like that in the mirror inflamed my lust all the more. he must've felt it as he closed his eyes tightly shortly after. with my dick swelling, i could imagine the veins around it popping, his rectal folds cusping all around it, teasing it to the hilt. i pretty much enjoyed myself a few minutes longer that way. then we assumed the by-now standard long coda of the whole evening with me lying on top of him. i would take my sweet time in this position, with my breathe slowing down, my heartbeat evenning. i'd alternate cycles of sharp jabs and quick shallow strokes. he was motionless, as if asleep. i continued to assault his ear with my carnal babblings in a tone befitting more a convicted rapist on the loose than anybody half decent. it was great for me. it worked for me, carrying on like that. a alpha-male sexual beast out to prove his dominance. he was already feeling his ass chafe. i knew i had to cut it shorter than i'd prefer. i talked dirty to his ear. he wanted me to finish off. that's my signal to make deep sharp tabs until my cock would go to bursting and beyond. he remained quiet. i aske him if he wanted to cum. he didn't. he put on his undies. we talked some in bed. i told him i wanted to see him again. he said he'd text me. he'd probably.