I met him at work. It’s almost too unbelievable to be true, but it is. He and his fiancé, a gorgeous blonde haired, blue eyed knockout named Samantha came in to my office to meet with me. He was wearing jeans and a sweater. I noticed he was built and was definitely sexy but I wasn’t there to eye fuck him. Or her. I was there to work.
I had on a grey pair of dress pants and a white open collar button down. Under the pants I had loose fitting boxers. Not my usual preference in underwear, but it worked well for me this particular day. As usual, I dress left. My thick soft cock was hanging down my left pant leg and when I sat, my meat was clearly visible.
We carried out our business but during the course of the conversation, Mason kept eyeing me. I noticed it at first as a causal “size him up” type of look over. Two built dudes, both attractive, just giving each other the once over. But then, I noticed him staring harder at my crotch area. I caught him a few times. It’s not overly unusual for guys or girls to notice my VPL, but to repeatedly stare, that’s a tell tale sign of wanting more.
I felt him staring at me while I was talking to Samantha. I glanced over and caught his eyes buried in my crotch. He looked up and knew he was caught. He smirked. I smirked back and gave him a quick glance up and down making it clear that I was ok with what was happening. His eyes went back to my bulge and he smirked again.
We continued the conversation without hesitation. Mason was eye fucking me, and I was trying to get some work done. Before long Samantha needed to use the restroom. I pointed her in the direction of the ladies’ room leaving Mason and I alone. We casually chatted about the purpose of our meeting and when they were getting married.
When Samantha returned, Mason asked to use the restroom. He had been taking notes on a legal pad he had brought with him. As he got up, he tore a corner off the page and crumpled it up, which I thought was curious but didn’t really overthink. I went back to my conversation with Samantha as Mason went to the bathroom. On his way past me he dropped the paper in my lap as if by accident. I brushed it off and ignored it.
Following the meeting, I found that crumpled up corner of paper. When I opened it I found Mason had written his phone number with the letters, “DTF?” I laughed out loud and tucked the paper into my pocket.
Later that night, I sent Mason a text, “Hey bro, it’s TJ from earlier. The answer to your question is: absolutely.”
He immediately got back to me, “Yo dude. What are you into?”
“Vers top, oral, rim. The usual. Lol. You?”
“Total top, oral. Kinda inexperienced with dudes. That ok?”
“Fuck yea. What are you workin’ with?”
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see, but it’s substantial.”
“Perfect. Samantha know?”
“Nope. I noticed you’re wearing a wedding band. She know?”
“Yep. Safe only for obvs reasons.”
“Agreed. When?”
We set up a time and place in the city at a hotel. We agreed to meet at the hotel bar to kind of get to know each other a little better and loosen up with a couple drinks.
The night came. I opted for a black Gym jock strap, a tight Henley, and tight button fly jeans that accentuate my thighs and muscle ass. I arrived at the hotel downtown right on time. Mason was at the bar waiting. He had on a pair of tight jeans and a muscle fit polo shirt. He looked amazing. We shook hands and I ordered a drink.
We chatted and drank a couple of rounds before I suggested we go upstairs to his room. He agreed and we walked to the elevator together. In the elevator, I asked if he was ok with kissing. He didn’t answer me but pushed me against the elevator wall and kissed me deep, exploring my mouth with his tongue.
In the room, we continued to make out standing at the foot of the bed. I noticed as soon as I walked in there were a few condoms and a bottle of lube on the nightstand. The boy was prepared, I was impressed. Making out, we explored each other’s bodies over our clothes and soon began undressing each other. First me removing his shirt and sucking on his nips. He had an incredibly built chest and great arms. No visible abs, but a solid V with a light trail of hair from his belly button leading into his jeans. I could see the waist of his Diesel trunks and could feel him swelling inside his jeans.
He removed my shirt and likewise went straight to my nips. I moaned like a bitch in his ear while he suckled my erect nipples. He pawed at my ass over my jeans and kissed me deep.
I dropped to my knees unbuttoning his jeans and tugging them down to his ankles. His “substantial” cock had been leaking in his white trunks making his cut, thick head almost visible through the wet fabric. I licked and sucked his pre from the trunks and pawed at his balls and ass. He moaned and grew inside the trunks. Feeling his meat from root to tip, I could tell this was definitely going to be a good sized dick.
Eager to taste him I pulled his trunks down and swallowed his semi hard cock, burying my nose in his trimmed pubes. His balls were heavy and large. He moaned loudly as I began bobbing my head on his tool. It grew in my mouth as began drooling pre like a faucet. Pulling it out, he slapped his soaked cock on my cheek a few times before plunging it back in my throat. He was 6”, cut, and thick as a beer bottle. While not overly long, he was definitely thick and I would agree with his “substantial” claim in the text exchange.
He pulled me up and stepped out of his pants. Unbuttoning my jeans he pushed them down while bending me over the bed. “Fuck bruh. That ass is perfection.” He growled.
“Wait till you feel how tight it is.”
He pulled my jeans off and ordered me to get on my knees. I complied, causing my ass to spread. “Fuckkkk” he moaned as he caught a glimpse of my hole. “I’m going to destroy that.”
He walked around the bed and grabbed a condom. He expertly rolled it over his rod and bring the lube with him greased up his cock and my hole. “You ready for his cock, bro?” He asked, as he slapped it on my ass.
“Fuck yea dude. Wreck me.”
With that, he plunged in balls deep. I barked in pain, “Fuck dude. Take it easy.”
“Shut up, bitch.”
“Yes, sir.”
He began to thrust in and out of me with his full length. His thrusts were incredibly powerful. Within just a few thrusts, my hole was relaxed enough to begin to feel pleasure rather than pain. I was moaning and enjoying every second of being destroyed.
Not long into the intense fuck, he moaned, “Fuck dude. This hole is gonna make me nut.”
He pulled out and rolled to his back. His soaked cock was standing straight up, pulsing. “Ride me.” He ordered.
I stood and pushed my jock off. When he saw my cock his eyes grew wide. “Jesus fucking Christ TJ!”
I laughed and climbed on him. I lowered myself onto him and began to ride him like a pro. My heavy cock resting on his abs leaving a slick trail of pre everywhere it went. He was pawing at my pecs and grabbing my cock lightly as I bucked on his rod. His moans grew louder and his cock harder in my muscle hole. He was getting close. Again.
I rolled off him. “Fuck me!” I ordered.
He stood on at the edge of the bed as I placed my legs on his shoulders. He slipped his meat into me and began to fuck mercilessly. “I’m gonna cum dude.” He moaned almost immediately.
“Yea dude? Cum for me.”
He pulled out and tore the condom off just in time to begin cumming. An enormous rope of cum shot from his cock and landed right between my pecs. A few more ropes fired, coating my abs and cock. He laid next to me as I began stroking my pipe for him. My massive head was swollen and purple as I massaged myself. He kissed me. “Suck my nip.”
He flicked my left nipple with his tongue and I immediately exploded. It seemed like the load was never ending as rope after rope shot out and landed on my neck, pecs, abs, and his cheek.
We caught our breath and wiped up with a towel. Both of us re-dressed and went back down to the hotel bar for a drink before going our separate ways. I’ll be a repeat customer, for sure.
I had on a grey pair of dress pants and a white open collar button down. Under the pants I had loose fitting boxers. Not my usual preference in underwear, but it worked well for me this particular day. As usual, I dress left. My thick soft cock was hanging down my left pant leg and when I sat, my meat was clearly visible.
We carried out our business but during the course of the conversation, Mason kept eyeing me. I noticed it at first as a causal “size him up” type of look over. Two built dudes, both attractive, just giving each other the once over. But then, I noticed him staring harder at my crotch area. I caught him a few times. It’s not overly unusual for guys or girls to notice my VPL, but to repeatedly stare, that’s a tell tale sign of wanting more.
I felt him staring at me while I was talking to Samantha. I glanced over and caught his eyes buried in my crotch. He looked up and knew he was caught. He smirked. I smirked back and gave him a quick glance up and down making it clear that I was ok with what was happening. His eyes went back to my bulge and he smirked again.
We continued the conversation without hesitation. Mason was eye fucking me, and I was trying to get some work done. Before long Samantha needed to use the restroom. I pointed her in the direction of the ladies’ room leaving Mason and I alone. We casually chatted about the purpose of our meeting and when they were getting married.
When Samantha returned, Mason asked to use the restroom. He had been taking notes on a legal pad he had brought with him. As he got up, he tore a corner off the page and crumpled it up, which I thought was curious but didn’t really overthink. I went back to my conversation with Samantha as Mason went to the bathroom. On his way past me he dropped the paper in my lap as if by accident. I brushed it off and ignored it.
Following the meeting, I found that crumpled up corner of paper. When I opened it I found Mason had written his phone number with the letters, “DTF?” I laughed out loud and tucked the paper into my pocket.
Later that night, I sent Mason a text, “Hey bro, it’s TJ from earlier. The answer to your question is: absolutely.”
He immediately got back to me, “Yo dude. What are you into?”
“Vers top, oral, rim. The usual. Lol. You?”
“Total top, oral. Kinda inexperienced with dudes. That ok?”
“Fuck yea. What are you workin’ with?”
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see, but it’s substantial.”
“Perfect. Samantha know?”
“Nope. I noticed you’re wearing a wedding band. She know?”
“Yep. Safe only for obvs reasons.”
“Agreed. When?”
We set up a time and place in the city at a hotel. We agreed to meet at the hotel bar to kind of get to know each other a little better and loosen up with a couple drinks.
The night came. I opted for a black Gym jock strap, a tight Henley, and tight button fly jeans that accentuate my thighs and muscle ass. I arrived at the hotel downtown right on time. Mason was at the bar waiting. He had on a pair of tight jeans and a muscle fit polo shirt. He looked amazing. We shook hands and I ordered a drink.
We chatted and drank a couple of rounds before I suggested we go upstairs to his room. He agreed and we walked to the elevator together. In the elevator, I asked if he was ok with kissing. He didn’t answer me but pushed me against the elevator wall and kissed me deep, exploring my mouth with his tongue.
In the room, we continued to make out standing at the foot of the bed. I noticed as soon as I walked in there were a few condoms and a bottle of lube on the nightstand. The boy was prepared, I was impressed. Making out, we explored each other’s bodies over our clothes and soon began undressing each other. First me removing his shirt and sucking on his nips. He had an incredibly built chest and great arms. No visible abs, but a solid V with a light trail of hair from his belly button leading into his jeans. I could see the waist of his Diesel trunks and could feel him swelling inside his jeans.
He removed my shirt and likewise went straight to my nips. I moaned like a bitch in his ear while he suckled my erect nipples. He pawed at my ass over my jeans and kissed me deep.
I dropped to my knees unbuttoning his jeans and tugging them down to his ankles. His “substantial” cock had been leaking in his white trunks making his cut, thick head almost visible through the wet fabric. I licked and sucked his pre from the trunks and pawed at his balls and ass. He moaned and grew inside the trunks. Feeling his meat from root to tip, I could tell this was definitely going to be a good sized dick.
Eager to taste him I pulled his trunks down and swallowed his semi hard cock, burying my nose in his trimmed pubes. His balls were heavy and large. He moaned loudly as I began bobbing my head on his tool. It grew in my mouth as began drooling pre like a faucet. Pulling it out, he slapped his soaked cock on my cheek a few times before plunging it back in my throat. He was 6”, cut, and thick as a beer bottle. While not overly long, he was definitely thick and I would agree with his “substantial” claim in the text exchange.
He pulled me up and stepped out of his pants. Unbuttoning my jeans he pushed them down while bending me over the bed. “Fuck bruh. That ass is perfection.” He growled.
“Wait till you feel how tight it is.”
He pulled my jeans off and ordered me to get on my knees. I complied, causing my ass to spread. “Fuckkkk” he moaned as he caught a glimpse of my hole. “I’m going to destroy that.”
He walked around the bed and grabbed a condom. He expertly rolled it over his rod and bring the lube with him greased up his cock and my hole. “You ready for his cock, bro?” He asked, as he slapped it on my ass.
“Fuck yea dude. Wreck me.”
With that, he plunged in balls deep. I barked in pain, “Fuck dude. Take it easy.”
“Shut up, bitch.”
“Yes, sir.”
He began to thrust in and out of me with his full length. His thrusts were incredibly powerful. Within just a few thrusts, my hole was relaxed enough to begin to feel pleasure rather than pain. I was moaning and enjoying every second of being destroyed.
Not long into the intense fuck, he moaned, “Fuck dude. This hole is gonna make me nut.”
He pulled out and rolled to his back. His soaked cock was standing straight up, pulsing. “Ride me.” He ordered.
I stood and pushed my jock off. When he saw my cock his eyes grew wide. “Jesus fucking Christ TJ!”
I laughed and climbed on him. I lowered myself onto him and began to ride him like a pro. My heavy cock resting on his abs leaving a slick trail of pre everywhere it went. He was pawing at my pecs and grabbing my cock lightly as I bucked on his rod. His moans grew louder and his cock harder in my muscle hole. He was getting close. Again.
I rolled off him. “Fuck me!” I ordered.
He stood on at the edge of the bed as I placed my legs on his shoulders. He slipped his meat into me and began to fuck mercilessly. “I’m gonna cum dude.” He moaned almost immediately.
“Yea dude? Cum for me.”
He pulled out and tore the condom off just in time to begin cumming. An enormous rope of cum shot from his cock and landed right between my pecs. A few more ropes fired, coating my abs and cock. He laid next to me as I began stroking my pipe for him. My massive head was swollen and purple as I massaged myself. He kissed me. “Suck my nip.”
He flicked my left nipple with his tongue and I immediately exploded. It seemed like the load was never ending as rope after rope shot out and landed on my neck, pecs, abs, and his cheek.
We caught our breath and wiped up with a towel. Both of us re-dressed and went back down to the hotel bar for a drink before going our separate ways. I’ll be a repeat customer, for sure.