INTRODUCTION
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I have a thing for big guys with muscular legs and arms. This story is about
such a guy that I saw on a flight out of Vegas recently.
NOTE
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The characters in this story are real people. All of the acts described in
this story, however, are pure fiction. Remember guys: a dirty mind is a joy
forever ;-)
CHARACTERS
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Reau (me): 34, 6', 160#, fit, 6.5" uncut cock, blond spikes, blue eyes
Josh: 23, 6'4", 210#, muscular & fit, 6.5" thick uncut cock, brown crop,
grey eyes
BIG WRESTLER IN 19C
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I was sitting at gate D40 on McCarran airport waiting to board my flight to
JFK. I'd just been to Vegas for a conference and was pretty tired. On top of
that, Delta had managed to delay my flight again, which meant spending another
couple of hours at the airport and probably missing my connection on top of
that. I was half-and-half reading a magazine article on a top gymnast who had
recently come out. The article was nicely complemented with pictures of the guy
in action, in the rings and on the parallel bars. Boy is he masculine and
muscular, and with a pretty face on top of that too.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a guy walking towards the desk at the
gate, obviously looking for some ground staff to talk too. Like me, he was
wearing shorts, showing off nice, hairy, tanned and very muscular legs. My
gaze wandered up to find a tightly fitting t-shirt struggling to fit around
a muscular torso and a cute face with a two-day stubble and nice full lips.
I was sitting on the row of chairs nearest to the desk. As there was no ground
staff available, he sauntered off looking around and came toward me.
"Hey man, can I ask you something?", he said.
"Sure, go ahead", I replied, putting my magazine down.
"Are you booked on the 7AM to JFK?", he asked.
"Yeah I am"
"Do you know anything about the delay? I've been trying to find Delta people
to help me with that but can't find anyone who knows anything... and I have
an international connection from JFK so I'm kinda worried."
"Same here man... I mean, I've got a connection to catch too. I talked to
the people at the check-in desk this morning and they didn't know anything.
Then I called Delta and they said that the inbound aircraft has been delayed
because of a mechanical problem and they're not sure yet when it's going to
get here. Apparently it's flying in from Salt Lake City."
"That sucks. I only have like a 2 hour layover before my next flight from JFK."
"Hey, me too. Where are you flying to man?"
"Europe... gotta go to Amsterdam and then onward from there to Barcelona"
"Well I'm connecting to Amsterdam too so I guess we're in the same boat here.
Let me see if I can reach Delta again to find out if they have more news."
"Cool man, thanks", he replied.
I got out my phone and hit re-dial. After the usual drone about making a better
airline and all that crap I finally managed to reach a real person rather than
a stupid computer system.
"Delta customer care, how can I help you?", she drawled.
I explained the situation to her.
"Let me look that up for you sir, hold on", followed by mindless music.
I rolled my eyes, which elicited a chuckle.
"Thanking you for waiting sir. Well it looks like they've fixed the problem
but they're waiting for a new flight plan. We're estimating that the aircraft
will arrive in Las Vegas at around noon. You can expect a turnaround time
of about an hour so you should be leaving Las Vegas by 1PM."
Great, just what I needed, missing my connection. Well since it wasn't her
fault I thanked the assistant and hung up.
"So they expect the plane here around noon and the departure around 1PM"
"Shit... so we're gonna miss the connection"
"Yep, sure looks like it. I think there is another outbound flight to
Amsterdam though so maybe we'll get lucky"
"Hope so man, hope so"
"Hey well, thanks, I'm gonna see if I can get some coffee and breakfast,
I guess I'll be seeing you around"
"Yeah, no problem man, see you later".
He wandered off. Damn he was hot. I felt a familiar tight feeling in my
lower belly and crotch. I quickly looked around to find no one near me
and shoved my hand into my pants to rearrange some things that badly
needed moving. I grinned to myself and picked up my magazine to continue
reading.
Slowly, as it got closer to noon, the gate started getting crowded. There was
a big queue at the desk by now and people were angrily hassling the ground
staff about the delay. I had seen the big guy arrive around 10:30. He was
sitting a couple of rows behind me.
Finally at 11:45AM the plane taxied up to the gate. Bleary-eyed people started
shuffling out of the jetway soon after. I guess they'd been scheduled to leave
at around 5AM originally so weren't feeling too peachy.
Admittedly, the ground staff and cabin crew tried their best to get the flight
turned around as quickly as possible so by 12:30PM we started boarding. I got
to my seat, 19D, shoved my bag in the overhead bin and sat down to wait for
take off.
Sure enough, I spotted the big guy from earlier that morning shuffling down
the aisle behind a fat lady with two heavy bags. He was scouting around for
a spot to put his luggage, which was hard since the flight was already pretty
full. He stopped right in front of me and put his bag in the overhead bin
opposite where I'd put mine. I was rewarded with a long look at his nicely
rounded big muscular ass and legs. Damn, I felt that stirring again, this was
getting awkward.
To my surprise - and admittedly delight - he sat down in 19C, right across the
aisle for me. This was when he noticed me sitting on the other side.
"Hey man, good to see you again", he said.
"Yeah, same here", I replied, feeling ever so slightly flustered.
I now noticed the text printed on his t-shirt. It read "Mount Union Wrestling".
Just my luck then, I big macho wrestler guy... damn, so hot and probably not
available, or at least not for me.
"Hey I'm Josh", he introduced himself.
"I'm Reau", I replied.
"Well, looks like we'll be spending some time together bro"
"Yep, sure does... well let's hope they have some space on the late flight out
of JFK"
"Sure hope so man, I've got to be at a tournament in Barcelona the day after
tomorrow"
"So I'm guessing this will be a wrestling tournament then, judging by your
shirt"
"Yeah, going to the allround student wrestling championships there", he
replied.
"Cool, sounds serious"
"Well, it kinda is, my scholarship depends on getting at least one medal
there so I've got quite a lot riding on that"
"Well I hope we make the flight for both of us, I've gotta get back home to
rest before the next conference I've gotta go too"
By then, the boarding process had completed and the safety video was being
shown on the little screens in the seatback in front of me.
"Right, I'm gonna see if I can catch some shuteye, looks like it's gonna be
a long day", Josh said.
"Sure man, same here, I've been up since 4AM, so I need a bit of sleep too"
I put on my noise-canceling headphones and some soothing music and soon enough
I was sound asleep. I must have been pretty tired since I slept through most
of the flight only to be woken by one of the stewardesses asking me to put my
seat back in the upright position for landing.
On the other side of the aisle Josh was playing a game on his phone. He noticed
that I had woken up.
"Hey man, sleep well?", he asked.
"Yeah, reasonably, feeling a bit sore from being in a cattle class chair
though"
He grinned.
"I know what you mean man. Hey, would you mind coming along to the Delta desk
to find out about our next flight? It's the first time something like this has
happened to me and I could probably use some help. You seem like a frequent
flyer so probably know your way around airports and airlines, right?"
"I travel quite a bit, yeah, and this isn't the first time Delta pulled a
stunt on me like this"
"Hey, OK, cool man, thanks"
"No worries mate"
Well, spending some more time with Josh sure looked attractive to me so I was
only too glad to help.
We had an uneventful landing and taxi to the gate. We exited the aircraft
together and I asked the stewardess where we should inquire about our
connection. As it turned out, the transfer desk was in the same terminal so we
followed the signs and joined the sizable queue.
"Damn, looks like we're gonna be stuck here for a while", Josh complained.
"Sure does look like it, just relax, stressing isn't going to get us there any
quicker unfortunately", I replied.
We chatted for a bit about what I had been doing in Vegas and as the minutes
went past we slowly edged our way forward to the head of the queue. Finally,
one of the ground staff was free to help us and we walked up to the counter.
"How can I help you gentlemen?", she asked.
"Well, we're sort of stuck with the same problem here. We were booked on the
early flight to Amsterdam but missed our connection due to our aircraft getting
delayed out of Vegas and we were wondering what options you have for us"
"Let me take a look, can I have your boarding cards please?"
We gave her our boarding cards. She started typing on the computer and soon she
was frowning at her screen.
"Let me try one thing", she said, as she picked up the phone.
From what we heard of the conversation she was trying her best to get us on the
second flight out of JFK that day, but we also soon gathered that she wasn't
getting very far with it.
She hung up and addressed us: "Gentlemen, I have some bad news and some more
bad news".
"Better give us the bad news first then", Josh quipped, which made us all grin
despite the situation.
"Well the bad news is that there are no seats available on that flight and you
also have no shot on the standby list since that's already very long"
"OK", I said, "so what's the other bad news?"
"Well normally, we would put you up in a hotel for the night and get you on the
first flight out tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, however, all the hotels we
have contracts with are full and we have just one room available"
"That's OK", Josh blurted out, "we can share the room, we're wrestling buddies
anyway and have to share rooms a lot"
I was dumbstruck (and hope that didn't show to much to the lady at the desk).
"Yeah, that's right", I murmled.
"Well OK, then I will arrange that room for you. As compensation for having to
share a room we'll get you guys some vouchers for free flights"
She started typing again and picked up her phone to make some more calls.
Meanwhile I gave Josh a "what-the-fuck-dude" look. All I got in return was a
sheepish grin, which didn't help very much.
"Right gents, you're all settled. You will have to exit the airport and take
the airport hotel shuttle. Here are two vouchers for the shuttle and a room
voucher for the hotel. Your hotel is the airport Sheraton."
"OK, thank you mam, will they pick us up in the morning", I managed to ask,
still very much befuddled by Josh's behaviour.
"Yes, you can call ahead, you should leave around 9AM since the flight is
going to depart around noon"
"OK, thank you for your assistance so far"
"No problem, we're here to help"
We set off for the exit with our bags. Since we were both just carrying hand
luggage there was no need to wait for that. As we were walking towards the exit
I took the time to confront Josh.
"What was that all about man, sharing a room, I don't even know you that well"
He looked uncertain.
"Uhm, it was kinda heat of the moment man, maybe I read you wrong"
Being tired and confused I still wasn't getting it.
"What do you mean reading me wrong"
"I saw your magazine in Vegas"
"What maga... oh... that"
"He's hot"
"What?!", I blurted out.
"The gymnast, he's hot"
Josh was grinning at me, very mischievously. I was at a loss for words, my face
must have been screaming lots of different things like "what-the-fuck-no-way-
dude-oh-my-god-is-this-really-happening".
"You think he's hot", was the only stupid thing I could say.
"Yeah, like you"
"You're gay", I managed intelligently (not).
"Hello Einstein", Josh grinned.
"Ah... uh... wow...", I blushed.
"Come on, let's get outta here", he said, laying his big hand on my shoulder.
His touch was electrifying. I suddenly felt very hot and tingly inside and was
still having trouble grasping what had just happened. Still somewhat dumbstruck
I allowed him to steer me through the airport towards the hotel shuttle.
As luck had it, the shuttle pulled up outside the exit the moment we stepped
out the door. There were other people already waiting to get on the shuttle and
we had to squeeze to get in. This meant sitting right next to Josh, his
muscular legs pressing against mine. I had a raging hardon and tried
desperately to hide it by putting my bag on my lap. I could feel Josh's hairy
leg against my own, the touch of it against my own sending tingles all the way
up my spine. Judging by the fact the Josh had put his backpack on his lap as
well he must have been hard by then as well.
As the shuttle was very full we had no chance to talk any further so we
silently sat out the ride to the hotel, Josh clearly making an effort to rub
his leg against mine any chance he got. I daren't look him in the eye, not
trusting my reaction in such a crowded minicab.
As we got to the Sheraton, we two and a couple of other people got out. We
walked up to reception and presented the voucher to the clerk.
"You know you gentlemen will be sharing a room with a double bed", the clerk
enquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, we do that all the time", Josh replied, stonily staring back at the
guy.
"OK, just checking", he replied, looking away, clearly intimidated by this big
guy giving him the eye.
"Here you go, here's your keycard, you room will be on the third floor, the
elevators are behind you at the end of the hallway, enjoy your stay with us."
"Thank you, I'm sure we will", Josh replied.
I was really liking how he had taken control of the situation. I'm not a small
guy myself, but somehow this big muscular man was making me feel all
submissive and I was starting to warm to that feeling.
We picked up our bags and headed for the elevator. We got in and Josh pushed
the button for the 3rd floor. The elevator chimed and a muffled voice mumbled
something about closing doors. Once the doors were closed, we set off. Josh
stroked my arm very gently for such a big guy.
"You don't mind do you?", he asked, looking somewhat insecure.
"Mind? Mind what?", I replied, trying to convey my elation with a very big grin.
He instantly picked up on that, fortunately.
"Good", he said, with the biggest fucking grin I've ever seen on a man.
The elevator chimed again and the doors opened. We moved out and spotted signs
indicating the way to our room. We found the entrance and I used the keycard to
open the door. The door closed with a soft click and before I new it Josh had
pulled my bag from my hand and put it aside on the floor, and he pushed me
up against the wall standing very close. I could feel the heat of his big
muscular body pressing against me, his warm breath on my face. He looked me
deep in the eyes, and kissed me fulled on the mouth, his big hands ruffling my
hair. His tongue darted into my mouth and I was soon wrestling with his tongue,
my hands now having a mind of their own probing around under his shirt, feeling
every nuance of his physique, the strong muscles on the side of his ribcage,
his shoulders and his back. My knees were weak from all the sensations flowing
through me and I would have collapsed easily if he hadn't had me pinned to the
wall so effectively.
He moved back from our kissed and looked me deep in the eyes again. I thought
he was going to say something and was about to open my mouth to prepare to
respond but he just dove back in and continued kissing me. I could feel the
low stubble on his face prickling against my skin. He sure knew how to kiss
a man. Finally, he broke our embrace and grinned at me.
"I've had my eye on you ever since I saw you reading that magazine in Vegas",
Josh said.
"Well I've had my eye on you and would never have suspected you of that"
"Hah, are you stereotyping me?", he joked.
"Uhm... well maybe... sorry man", I replied, feeling somewhat ashamed of
myself.
"No, don't apologise, I hate all this straight acting crap and gaydar shit
anyway, I don't believe in that, and I was damn lucky I saw you reading that
magazine, thanks for the hint"
"Sure man", I replied, uncertainly, not knowing where he was going with this.
"Oh sorry, let me explain. I wouldn't have picked you out of the crowd either,
seeing how your looking pretty masculine and all that. And I have to put up
with a lot of crap in my hometown man, so I totally understand why you were
unsure about me"
"Uhm OK", I said, still feeling awkward.
"Oh don't worry, I've learned to deal with the small town so-called culture
man, I'm from a shitty little town in Indiana, full of religious nutcases.
The wrestling scholarship I got at Mount Union is my ticket out of there man."
"I can imagine that, at least you get a free education on the side I guess?"
"Yeah and I get to travel around a bit, to bigger cities with more
enlightened attitudes"
"That must be hard sometimes then"
"Well my folks know I'm gay and they love me no less for it, it's just that I
could never be myself in that small town"
"I understand man"
"I'm dealing with it, maybe one day I'll say to myself fuck it, I'm gonna be
a big wrestler dude and come out publicly, but I'd feel a whole lot safer doing
that once I've managed to put myself through college"
"I get it man, I'd probably have done the same"
"Yeah well, no use worrying about that now, is there, we've got a room to
ourselves and a whole night to have fun", he said, grinning again.
"Oh fuck yeah, do you know I feel like the luckiest gay dude on the planet
right now? I've gotta be honest with you, it's like you just walked straight
out of my hottest fantasy into the real world"
"Hahahaha", he laughed, "you're not to bad yourself man".
"Well I ain't no wrestler"
"You could be"
"Oh come off it"
"No seriously, you look like you could be a mean medium weight with those big
legs of yours"
"I have big legs", I said, stressing the I and looking at him sceptically.
"Yes, you do, if I had to guess you're just as strong relative to your body
weight as I am"
"Seriously?"
"Let me show you", and before I could protest he'd tackled me and we were
wrestling on the floor. He clearly enjoyed grabbing hold of me and handling me
and I soon found myself putting up a fight, despite knowing that I could never
win. I knew he was holding back but it felt great to submit to his strength.
I was quickly panting and sweating, and so was he. He emitted a strong musky
smell that was slowly driving me mad.
Finally, he had my hands pinned over my head and was looking down on my, little
drops of sweat glistening on his forehead.
"Got ya", he smiled.
He bent down to kiss me again, this time taking it more slowly. We rolled over
me getting on top of him. We continued kissing and his big hands were roving
over my body, caressing me. His right hand soon found my left nipple and he
gently squeezed it between his thumb and index finger. I let out a soft moan.
"Rip of my shirt", I grunted to him.
Needing no further encouragement, his strong hands grabbed my t-shirt and
convincingly tore it off my body.
"You're a feisty little dude", he grinned.
"What do you mean, little", I said, indignantly, "you just said I could be a
wrestler"
"Compared to me you're little"
"I'll show you little"
I grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled it over his head. I then went down
on his right nipple and bit right into it, relishing the yelp this evoked.
"Are you calling me little?"
"No, feisty and little"
I bit his left nipple for good measure.
"Still calling me little?"
"How about small?"
I got in some more bites all to little yelps and more calls of little and small
and accompanied by low throaty moans. He was clearly enjoying this. I dug my
nails into his muscular flanks and scratched down. He groaned and shivered, his
eyes closed and a look of extacy on his face. I could feel my erection
straining inside my shorts and it was getting quite painful. I rolled of him
and quickly unbuttoned and dropped my shorts.
"Nice", he said, smiling softly.
"Let's see what we've got here", I said, ripping open his button zip. A bulging
erection was straining against his boxershort and a little wet spot told me I
was in for a treat. He was already leaking precum, my favourite treat.
He lifted his legs up and allowed me to pull both his shorts as well as his
boxers off, his hard erection slapping back against his abdomen. He had neatly
trimmed pubes and also neatly trimmed chest hair. He finished taking his shirt
off and was lying on the ground naked, his erection slowly pulsing in synch
with his heartbeat. I relished the sight for a moment.
"Come on, let's go use the bed", I said to him.
He got up and grabbed me before I had a chance to get to the bed. He pushed his
body against me, his hard cock pressing against my ass and his big hands across
my chest pinching my nipples. I could feel his warm breath in my ear as he
licked my earlobes, giving me goosebumps all over.
"Do you like that?", he grunted into my ear.
"Yeah", was all I could come up with, moaning.
I could actually feel the wetness of his precum on my lower back, where the
head of his cock was touching it.
"Let's get on the bed then", he said, releasing his grip on me. We walked over
to the bed and he lay down on it.
I seized the moment, getting on my knees and grabbing hold of his hard uncut
cock. It was about the same length as mine but noticably thicker, and I very
slowly jacked him off, squeezing some more precum out. He was definitely a
major gusher, much to my liking. I peeled back his foreskin to reveal the
thick throbbing perfect mushroom head. I noticed that I was literally
salivating at the thought of sucking him off. I moved closer and went down on
him triggering a firm gasp followed by a low groan. His big right hand was
soon on the back of my head, gently but firmly pushing me down on his hard
meat. I continued to suck him off, savouring the taste of his salty precum
and gobbling down as much of it as I could. Every time I had his cock fully
in my mouth and throat, my nose came close to his pubes, and I could smell
a strong but pleasant manly scent emanating from his groin. I felt a tinge
of anticipation in my anal area.
"Sit over me man", he said, in between groans.
I complied, and was soon sitting over him, in a classic 69 position. He
slurped down on my cock now making me gasp and I quickly went down on him
again as well. I used one hand to squeeze his cock, making it even harder
and relished the feel of his big cockhead straining against my tongue.
He pushed me up a little, taking my cock out of his mouth which bounced back
against my body with a wet slap. He quickly pushed a pillow under his head and
moved me forward a little bit and then his hands pushed me down, my cock
pressed against his chest.
"What are you... ahhhh", I managed to get out, just as his tongue started
probing my hole. He really knew how to rim, his tongue was working magic on my
ass. He had me gasping in no time. And judging by how hard his cock was and
the amount of precum that was flowing out he was clearly having fun himself.
I enjoyed the wet sounds coming from behind me and could feel his expert tongue
repeatedly probing me. The stubble on his face tickled my perineum in a really
nice way, making me squirm a little bit. I enjoyed licking up the drops of
precum seeping from his engorged cockhead and gently squeezed it out by firmly
holding and jacking his cock. I stretched a little bit to get access to his
balls and spent a good couple of minutes sucking on them and rolling them
around my mouth. The slick feeling of precum against my throat and chest was
a big reward.
Meanwhile, Josh had switched tactics and was now seriously fingerfucking me. As
he had big hands, his fingers were quite sizable and he gave a mean prostate
massage with them. I could feel my own precum oozing out now, and it usually
takes a guy quite a bit longer to get that to happen. I pushed back against
his finger, relishing the feeling.
"Let's fuck", Josh said, in a low husky voice.
I needed no convincing and rolled off him, onto the bed. Josh got up, walked
over to his bag and forcefully zipped it open. He rummaged around a bit and
quickly came up with a pack of condoms and a neat little bottle of lube. He
sauntered back over, his hard cock bouncing with every step.
"Let me put it on for you", I said.
He opened the pack and gave me one of the condoms. I savoured the sight of his
hard cock right in front of me, a string of clear sticky precum dripping down
from it with a fat drop on the end. I sat up a little, tore open the condom
wrapper and held the condom in my hand. I went down on him again, just to get
a little bit more of his precum in my mouth, loving the salty taste.
He groaned, holding my head with two firm hands and pushing his cock in as far
as it would go, making me choke a little and then letting me go.
"Fuck Reau you are a very hot little dude", Josh said.
"And you are one big fucking feast Josh, I could suck on that cock and worship
that had body of yours all night"
That remark gave him a big horny grin.
"Go on then, wrap it up"
I obliged, quickly rolling the condom down his shaft, feeling the firmness and
thickness of his throbbing meat in my hands.
He dribbled a little lube on his cock and pushed me back onto the bed. This
dominant alpha man was really setting off all sorts of submissive feelings
inside of me I never knew I had.
"Come on then, fuck me", I taunted.
"Oh you just wait boy, I'm gonna give you a big hard ride"
He picked my legs up, pushing them in the air and spreading them. I totally
submitted to his lust, pushing my ass up and presenting my hole to him. He
positioned his cock against my hole and slowly but relentlessly started pushing
in. His fat cock started stretching me, in a slightly painful and utterly
enjoyable way. I gasped and groaned as he kept pushing forward until he was
filling me all the way, his nuts resting against my ass. A shiver ran through
me as I looked up at this towering giant of a man, who was giving me so much
pleasure.
He pulled back a bit and thrust real deep. I winced and yelped a little as the
stimulation of my prostate was quite extreme. My rock hard meat resting against
my abdomen dribbled some precum onto me. Josh extended his hand and swipe up
some of the precum and slowly licked it from his fingertip, giving me a little
show, all the while staying deep inside of me. He repeated the move, taking his
cock a bit further out and slamming back in. More precum came out, which he put
on his finger again and slowly licked off, all the while keeping eye contact
with me. I really wanted him to go loose on me by then, straining to push back
against his hard meat. This man was driving me mad, pushing my horniness to
a whole new level.
He grabbed a hold on my legs, pulling me a little bit further over the edge of
the bed. Then he started thrusting, picking up the pace, slamming deep into me.
I daren't touch me cock for fear of cumming too soon. He had his eyes half
closed and was groaning and grunting, beads of sweat showing on his forehead
and upper torso. He pumped me like that for a good 5 minutes. Then he did
something I had always dreamed about. In one smooth movement, he picked me up
off the bed in his big strong arms, holding me close to him. I was literally
hanging on to him, my arms wrapped around his neck and his strong hands
supporting me and he pistoned in and out of me. Our faces were level and I just
couldn't stop staring into those big eyes of his, relishing the smell of his
masculine sweat, the sound of sex as he slammed into me, my hard cock straining
against his abdomen because of our closeness. I kissed him very strongly and
bit on his lips a little.
I used my nails to scratch his back, making him groan and thrust harder.
"You want it harder, do you want me to fuck the cum out of you", he groaned,
between his teeth.
"Come on do it, harder!", I shouted back at him, digging my nails deeper into
his back.
"I'm gonna make you fucking spray cum into our faces"
"Oh yeah, well you gotta go harder then man, come on, give it to me"
"You want it harder huh, I'll show you harder", he said.
He moved us back towards the bed, picked me up and threw me onto it. I looked
deep into his eyes as he got onto the bed, towering over me.
"Come on then", I taunted.
He grinned savagely, pushed my legs open, and slammed in all the way in one go.
I just looked into his eyes, helplessly lost in a frenzy of lust. He took the
pace to a whole new level, driving his cock home again and again and again,
making me gasp and whimper the sensory overload from my prostate sending me
into extacy.
From within myself and within him I could hear a groan building to a roar.
The bed was literally creaking as he piledrived his cock deep into me. We both
started screaming through clenched teeth as we passed the point of no return.
Without my hands even being near my cock I started shooting big ropes of cum
flying into the air, landing on my face and some also on his. My orgasm seemed
to go on forever. Meanwhile, Joshes thrusts slowed and I could feel his cock
spasming as he unloaded, deep inside of me, his eyes closed and his face in
a grimace of lust. Finally, his orgasm subsided and I could feel him relaxing.
He gently lay down on top of me, still staying inside and gently stroked my
hair while giving me a kiss.
"That was awesome", Josh whispered.
"Yes it was", was all I could reply.
"You just made a whole list of fantasies come true for me", Josh said.
I laughed.
"Boy did you do the same for me"
He laughed as well and kissed me again.
"Fucking horny little dude", he said with a big grin.
"Fucking big hot alpha male", I said back, with an equally big grin.
He gently pulled out of me, making me wince a little, my hole sore from the
rough hot sex. I could see a huge load dangling at the top of the condom.
"Spill that on me man", I said.
He grinned again and obliged, tearing the condom off and dumping the
contents on my torso.
"Now give me a big cuddle", I said, smiling at him.
He lay down on top of me and rubbed his body over me, the cum spreading on
both our sweaty torsos, the intoxicating smell making me slowly go hard again.
"My, you don't give up easily do you", Josh said.
"Well, I may be fucking horny but I'm going to need some time to regain my
strength buddy"
"Hahaha, same here, let's go hit the shower"
We got up, cum dripping down our bodies and went into the shower where we
took a long time slowly washing each other's bodies and making out.
What happened after that is for a whole new story...
THE END.
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Happy
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I have a thing for big guys with muscular legs and arms. This story is about
such a guy that I saw on a flight out of Vegas recently.
NOTE
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The characters in this story are real people. All of the acts described in
this story, however, are pure fiction. Remember guys: a dirty mind is a joy
forever ;-)
CHARACTERS
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Reau (me): 34, 6', 160#, fit, 6.5" uncut cock, blond spikes, blue eyes
Josh: 23, 6'4", 210#, muscular & fit, 6.5" thick uncut cock, brown crop,
grey eyes
BIG WRESTLER IN 19C
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I was sitting at gate D40 on McCarran airport waiting to board my flight to
JFK. I'd just been to Vegas for a conference and was pretty tired. On top of
that, Delta had managed to delay my flight again, which meant spending another
couple of hours at the airport and probably missing my connection on top of
that. I was half-and-half reading a magazine article on a top gymnast who had
recently come out. The article was nicely complemented with pictures of the guy
in action, in the rings and on the parallel bars. Boy is he masculine and
muscular, and with a pretty face on top of that too.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a guy walking towards the desk at the
gate, obviously looking for some ground staff to talk too. Like me, he was
wearing shorts, showing off nice, hairy, tanned and very muscular legs. My
gaze wandered up to find a tightly fitting t-shirt struggling to fit around
a muscular torso and a cute face with a two-day stubble and nice full lips.
I was sitting on the row of chairs nearest to the desk. As there was no ground
staff available, he sauntered off looking around and came toward me.
"Hey man, can I ask you something?", he said.
"Sure, go ahead", I replied, putting my magazine down.
"Are you booked on the 7AM to JFK?", he asked.
"Yeah I am"
"Do you know anything about the delay? I've been trying to find Delta people
to help me with that but can't find anyone who knows anything... and I have
an international connection from JFK so I'm kinda worried."
"Same here man... I mean, I've got a connection to catch too. I talked to
the people at the check-in desk this morning and they didn't know anything.
Then I called Delta and they said that the inbound aircraft has been delayed
because of a mechanical problem and they're not sure yet when it's going to
get here. Apparently it's flying in from Salt Lake City."
"That sucks. I only have like a 2 hour layover before my next flight from JFK."
"Hey, me too. Where are you flying to man?"
"Europe... gotta go to Amsterdam and then onward from there to Barcelona"
"Well I'm connecting to Amsterdam too so I guess we're in the same boat here.
Let me see if I can reach Delta again to find out if they have more news."
"Cool man, thanks", he replied.
I got out my phone and hit re-dial. After the usual drone about making a better
airline and all that crap I finally managed to reach a real person rather than
a stupid computer system.
"Delta customer care, how can I help you?", she drawled.
I explained the situation to her.
"Let me look that up for you sir, hold on", followed by mindless music.
I rolled my eyes, which elicited a chuckle.
"Thanking you for waiting sir. Well it looks like they've fixed the problem
but they're waiting for a new flight plan. We're estimating that the aircraft
will arrive in Las Vegas at around noon. You can expect a turnaround time
of about an hour so you should be leaving Las Vegas by 1PM."
Great, just what I needed, missing my connection. Well since it wasn't her
fault I thanked the assistant and hung up.
"So they expect the plane here around noon and the departure around 1PM"
"Shit... so we're gonna miss the connection"
"Yep, sure looks like it. I think there is another outbound flight to
Amsterdam though so maybe we'll get lucky"
"Hope so man, hope so"
"Hey well, thanks, I'm gonna see if I can get some coffee and breakfast,
I guess I'll be seeing you around"
"Yeah, no problem man, see you later".
He wandered off. Damn he was hot. I felt a familiar tight feeling in my
lower belly and crotch. I quickly looked around to find no one near me
and shoved my hand into my pants to rearrange some things that badly
needed moving. I grinned to myself and picked up my magazine to continue
reading.
Slowly, as it got closer to noon, the gate started getting crowded. There was
a big queue at the desk by now and people were angrily hassling the ground
staff about the delay. I had seen the big guy arrive around 10:30. He was
sitting a couple of rows behind me.
Finally at 11:45AM the plane taxied up to the gate. Bleary-eyed people started
shuffling out of the jetway soon after. I guess they'd been scheduled to leave
at around 5AM originally so weren't feeling too peachy.
Admittedly, the ground staff and cabin crew tried their best to get the flight
turned around as quickly as possible so by 12:30PM we started boarding. I got
to my seat, 19D, shoved my bag in the overhead bin and sat down to wait for
take off.
Sure enough, I spotted the big guy from earlier that morning shuffling down
the aisle behind a fat lady with two heavy bags. He was scouting around for
a spot to put his luggage, which was hard since the flight was already pretty
full. He stopped right in front of me and put his bag in the overhead bin
opposite where I'd put mine. I was rewarded with a long look at his nicely
rounded big muscular ass and legs. Damn, I felt that stirring again, this was
getting awkward.
To my surprise - and admittedly delight - he sat down in 19C, right across the
aisle for me. This was when he noticed me sitting on the other side.
"Hey man, good to see you again", he said.
"Yeah, same here", I replied, feeling ever so slightly flustered.
I now noticed the text printed on his t-shirt. It read "Mount Union Wrestling".
Just my luck then, I big macho wrestler guy... damn, so hot and probably not
available, or at least not for me.
"Hey I'm Josh", he introduced himself.
"I'm Reau", I replied.
"Well, looks like we'll be spending some time together bro"
"Yep, sure does... well let's hope they have some space on the late flight out
of JFK"
"Sure hope so man, I've got to be at a tournament in Barcelona the day after
tomorrow"
"So I'm guessing this will be a wrestling tournament then, judging by your
shirt"
"Yeah, going to the allround student wrestling championships there", he
replied.
"Cool, sounds serious"
"Well, it kinda is, my scholarship depends on getting at least one medal
there so I've got quite a lot riding on that"
"Well I hope we make the flight for both of us, I've gotta get back home to
rest before the next conference I've gotta go too"
By then, the boarding process had completed and the safety video was being
shown on the little screens in the seatback in front of me.
"Right, I'm gonna see if I can catch some shuteye, looks like it's gonna be
a long day", Josh said.
"Sure man, same here, I've been up since 4AM, so I need a bit of sleep too"
I put on my noise-canceling headphones and some soothing music and soon enough
I was sound asleep. I must have been pretty tired since I slept through most
of the flight only to be woken by one of the stewardesses asking me to put my
seat back in the upright position for landing.
On the other side of the aisle Josh was playing a game on his phone. He noticed
that I had woken up.
"Hey man, sleep well?", he asked.
"Yeah, reasonably, feeling a bit sore from being in a cattle class chair
though"
He grinned.
"I know what you mean man. Hey, would you mind coming along to the Delta desk
to find out about our next flight? It's the first time something like this has
happened to me and I could probably use some help. You seem like a frequent
flyer so probably know your way around airports and airlines, right?"
"I travel quite a bit, yeah, and this isn't the first time Delta pulled a
stunt on me like this"
"Hey, OK, cool man, thanks"
"No worries mate"
Well, spending some more time with Josh sure looked attractive to me so I was
only too glad to help.
We had an uneventful landing and taxi to the gate. We exited the aircraft
together and I asked the stewardess where we should inquire about our
connection. As it turned out, the transfer desk was in the same terminal so we
followed the signs and joined the sizable queue.
"Damn, looks like we're gonna be stuck here for a while", Josh complained.
"Sure does look like it, just relax, stressing isn't going to get us there any
quicker unfortunately", I replied.
We chatted for a bit about what I had been doing in Vegas and as the minutes
went past we slowly edged our way forward to the head of the queue. Finally,
one of the ground staff was free to help us and we walked up to the counter.
"How can I help you gentlemen?", she asked.
"Well, we're sort of stuck with the same problem here. We were booked on the
early flight to Amsterdam but missed our connection due to our aircraft getting
delayed out of Vegas and we were wondering what options you have for us"
"Let me take a look, can I have your boarding cards please?"
We gave her our boarding cards. She started typing on the computer and soon she
was frowning at her screen.
"Let me try one thing", she said, as she picked up the phone.
From what we heard of the conversation she was trying her best to get us on the
second flight out of JFK that day, but we also soon gathered that she wasn't
getting very far with it.
She hung up and addressed us: "Gentlemen, I have some bad news and some more
bad news".
"Better give us the bad news first then", Josh quipped, which made us all grin
despite the situation.
"Well the bad news is that there are no seats available on that flight and you
also have no shot on the standby list since that's already very long"
"OK", I said, "so what's the other bad news?"
"Well normally, we would put you up in a hotel for the night and get you on the
first flight out tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, however, all the hotels we
have contracts with are full and we have just one room available"
"That's OK", Josh blurted out, "we can share the room, we're wrestling buddies
anyway and have to share rooms a lot"
I was dumbstruck (and hope that didn't show to much to the lady at the desk).
"Yeah, that's right", I murmled.
"Well OK, then I will arrange that room for you. As compensation for having to
share a room we'll get you guys some vouchers for free flights"
She started typing again and picked up her phone to make some more calls.
Meanwhile I gave Josh a "what-the-fuck-dude" look. All I got in return was a
sheepish grin, which didn't help very much.
"Right gents, you're all settled. You will have to exit the airport and take
the airport hotel shuttle. Here are two vouchers for the shuttle and a room
voucher for the hotel. Your hotel is the airport Sheraton."
"OK, thank you mam, will they pick us up in the morning", I managed to ask,
still very much befuddled by Josh's behaviour.
"Yes, you can call ahead, you should leave around 9AM since the flight is
going to depart around noon"
"OK, thank you for your assistance so far"
"No problem, we're here to help"
We set off for the exit with our bags. Since we were both just carrying hand
luggage there was no need to wait for that. As we were walking towards the exit
I took the time to confront Josh.
"What was that all about man, sharing a room, I don't even know you that well"
He looked uncertain.
"Uhm, it was kinda heat of the moment man, maybe I read you wrong"
Being tired and confused I still wasn't getting it.
"What do you mean reading me wrong"
"I saw your magazine in Vegas"
"What maga... oh... that"
"He's hot"
"What?!", I blurted out.
"The gymnast, he's hot"
Josh was grinning at me, very mischievously. I was at a loss for words, my face
must have been screaming lots of different things like "what-the-fuck-no-way-
dude-oh-my-god-is-this-really-happening".
"You think he's hot", was the only stupid thing I could say.
"Yeah, like you"
"You're gay", I managed intelligently (not).
"Hello Einstein", Josh grinned.
"Ah... uh... wow...", I blushed.
"Come on, let's get outta here", he said, laying his big hand on my shoulder.
His touch was electrifying. I suddenly felt very hot and tingly inside and was
still having trouble grasping what had just happened. Still somewhat dumbstruck
I allowed him to steer me through the airport towards the hotel shuttle.
As luck had it, the shuttle pulled up outside the exit the moment we stepped
out the door. There were other people already waiting to get on the shuttle and
we had to squeeze to get in. This meant sitting right next to Josh, his
muscular legs pressing against mine. I had a raging hardon and tried
desperately to hide it by putting my bag on my lap. I could feel Josh's hairy
leg against my own, the touch of it against my own sending tingles all the way
up my spine. Judging by the fact the Josh had put his backpack on his lap as
well he must have been hard by then as well.
As the shuttle was very full we had no chance to talk any further so we
silently sat out the ride to the hotel, Josh clearly making an effort to rub
his leg against mine any chance he got. I daren't look him in the eye, not
trusting my reaction in such a crowded minicab.
As we got to the Sheraton, we two and a couple of other people got out. We
walked up to reception and presented the voucher to the clerk.
"You know you gentlemen will be sharing a room with a double bed", the clerk
enquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, we do that all the time", Josh replied, stonily staring back at the
guy.
"OK, just checking", he replied, looking away, clearly intimidated by this big
guy giving him the eye.
"Here you go, here's your keycard, you room will be on the third floor, the
elevators are behind you at the end of the hallway, enjoy your stay with us."
"Thank you, I'm sure we will", Josh replied.
I was really liking how he had taken control of the situation. I'm not a small
guy myself, but somehow this big muscular man was making me feel all
submissive and I was starting to warm to that feeling.
We picked up our bags and headed for the elevator. We got in and Josh pushed
the button for the 3rd floor. The elevator chimed and a muffled voice mumbled
something about closing doors. Once the doors were closed, we set off. Josh
stroked my arm very gently for such a big guy.
"You don't mind do you?", he asked, looking somewhat insecure.
"Mind? Mind what?", I replied, trying to convey my elation with a very big grin.
He instantly picked up on that, fortunately.
"Good", he said, with the biggest fucking grin I've ever seen on a man.
The elevator chimed again and the doors opened. We moved out and spotted signs
indicating the way to our room. We found the entrance and I used the keycard to
open the door. The door closed with a soft click and before I new it Josh had
pulled my bag from my hand and put it aside on the floor, and he pushed me
up against the wall standing very close. I could feel the heat of his big
muscular body pressing against me, his warm breath on my face. He looked me
deep in the eyes, and kissed me fulled on the mouth, his big hands ruffling my
hair. His tongue darted into my mouth and I was soon wrestling with his tongue,
my hands now having a mind of their own probing around under his shirt, feeling
every nuance of his physique, the strong muscles on the side of his ribcage,
his shoulders and his back. My knees were weak from all the sensations flowing
through me and I would have collapsed easily if he hadn't had me pinned to the
wall so effectively.
He moved back from our kissed and looked me deep in the eyes again. I thought
he was going to say something and was about to open my mouth to prepare to
respond but he just dove back in and continued kissing me. I could feel the
low stubble on his face prickling against my skin. He sure knew how to kiss
a man. Finally, he broke our embrace and grinned at me.
"I've had my eye on you ever since I saw you reading that magazine in Vegas",
Josh said.
"Well I've had my eye on you and would never have suspected you of that"
"Hah, are you stereotyping me?", he joked.
"Uhm... well maybe... sorry man", I replied, feeling somewhat ashamed of
myself.
"No, don't apologise, I hate all this straight acting crap and gaydar shit
anyway, I don't believe in that, and I was damn lucky I saw you reading that
magazine, thanks for the hint"
"Sure man", I replied, uncertainly, not knowing where he was going with this.
"Oh sorry, let me explain. I wouldn't have picked you out of the crowd either,
seeing how your looking pretty masculine and all that. And I have to put up
with a lot of crap in my hometown man, so I totally understand why you were
unsure about me"
"Uhm OK", I said, still feeling awkward.
"Oh don't worry, I've learned to deal with the small town so-called culture
man, I'm from a shitty little town in Indiana, full of religious nutcases.
The wrestling scholarship I got at Mount Union is my ticket out of there man."
"I can imagine that, at least you get a free education on the side I guess?"
"Yeah and I get to travel around a bit, to bigger cities with more
enlightened attitudes"
"That must be hard sometimes then"
"Well my folks know I'm gay and they love me no less for it, it's just that I
could never be myself in that small town"
"I understand man"
"I'm dealing with it, maybe one day I'll say to myself fuck it, I'm gonna be
a big wrestler dude and come out publicly, but I'd feel a whole lot safer doing
that once I've managed to put myself through college"
"I get it man, I'd probably have done the same"
"Yeah well, no use worrying about that now, is there, we've got a room to
ourselves and a whole night to have fun", he said, grinning again.
"Oh fuck yeah, do you know I feel like the luckiest gay dude on the planet
right now? I've gotta be honest with you, it's like you just walked straight
out of my hottest fantasy into the real world"
"Hahahaha", he laughed, "you're not to bad yourself man".
"Well I ain't no wrestler"
"You could be"
"Oh come off it"
"No seriously, you look like you could be a mean medium weight with those big
legs of yours"
"I have big legs", I said, stressing the I and looking at him sceptically.
"Yes, you do, if I had to guess you're just as strong relative to your body
weight as I am"
"Seriously?"
"Let me show you", and before I could protest he'd tackled me and we were
wrestling on the floor. He clearly enjoyed grabbing hold of me and handling me
and I soon found myself putting up a fight, despite knowing that I could never
win. I knew he was holding back but it felt great to submit to his strength.
I was quickly panting and sweating, and so was he. He emitted a strong musky
smell that was slowly driving me mad.
Finally, he had my hands pinned over my head and was looking down on my, little
drops of sweat glistening on his forehead.
"Got ya", he smiled.
He bent down to kiss me again, this time taking it more slowly. We rolled over
me getting on top of him. We continued kissing and his big hands were roving
over my body, caressing me. His right hand soon found my left nipple and he
gently squeezed it between his thumb and index finger. I let out a soft moan.
"Rip of my shirt", I grunted to him.
Needing no further encouragement, his strong hands grabbed my t-shirt and
convincingly tore it off my body.
"You're a feisty little dude", he grinned.
"What do you mean, little", I said, indignantly, "you just said I could be a
wrestler"
"Compared to me you're little"
"I'll show you little"
I grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled it over his head. I then went down
on his right nipple and bit right into it, relishing the yelp this evoked.
"Are you calling me little?"
"No, feisty and little"
I bit his left nipple for good measure.
"Still calling me little?"
"How about small?"
I got in some more bites all to little yelps and more calls of little and small
and accompanied by low throaty moans. He was clearly enjoying this. I dug my
nails into his muscular flanks and scratched down. He groaned and shivered, his
eyes closed and a look of extacy on his face. I could feel my erection
straining inside my shorts and it was getting quite painful. I rolled of him
and quickly unbuttoned and dropped my shorts.
"Nice", he said, smiling softly.
"Let's see what we've got here", I said, ripping open his button zip. A bulging
erection was straining against his boxershort and a little wet spot told me I
was in for a treat. He was already leaking precum, my favourite treat.
He lifted his legs up and allowed me to pull both his shorts as well as his
boxers off, his hard erection slapping back against his abdomen. He had neatly
trimmed pubes and also neatly trimmed chest hair. He finished taking his shirt
off and was lying on the ground naked, his erection slowly pulsing in synch
with his heartbeat. I relished the sight for a moment.
"Come on, let's go use the bed", I said to him.
He got up and grabbed me before I had a chance to get to the bed. He pushed his
body against me, his hard cock pressing against my ass and his big hands across
my chest pinching my nipples. I could feel his warm breath in my ear as he
licked my earlobes, giving me goosebumps all over.
"Do you like that?", he grunted into my ear.
"Yeah", was all I could come up with, moaning.
I could actually feel the wetness of his precum on my lower back, where the
head of his cock was touching it.
"Let's get on the bed then", he said, releasing his grip on me. We walked over
to the bed and he lay down on it.
I seized the moment, getting on my knees and grabbing hold of his hard uncut
cock. It was about the same length as mine but noticably thicker, and I very
slowly jacked him off, squeezing some more precum out. He was definitely a
major gusher, much to my liking. I peeled back his foreskin to reveal the
thick throbbing perfect mushroom head. I noticed that I was literally
salivating at the thought of sucking him off. I moved closer and went down on
him triggering a firm gasp followed by a low groan. His big right hand was
soon on the back of my head, gently but firmly pushing me down on his hard
meat. I continued to suck him off, savouring the taste of his salty precum
and gobbling down as much of it as I could. Every time I had his cock fully
in my mouth and throat, my nose came close to his pubes, and I could smell
a strong but pleasant manly scent emanating from his groin. I felt a tinge
of anticipation in my anal area.
"Sit over me man", he said, in between groans.
I complied, and was soon sitting over him, in a classic 69 position. He
slurped down on my cock now making me gasp and I quickly went down on him
again as well. I used one hand to squeeze his cock, making it even harder
and relished the feel of his big cockhead straining against my tongue.
He pushed me up a little, taking my cock out of his mouth which bounced back
against my body with a wet slap. He quickly pushed a pillow under his head and
moved me forward a little bit and then his hands pushed me down, my cock
pressed against his chest.
"What are you... ahhhh", I managed to get out, just as his tongue started
probing my hole. He really knew how to rim, his tongue was working magic on my
ass. He had me gasping in no time. And judging by how hard his cock was and
the amount of precum that was flowing out he was clearly having fun himself.
I enjoyed the wet sounds coming from behind me and could feel his expert tongue
repeatedly probing me. The stubble on his face tickled my perineum in a really
nice way, making me squirm a little bit. I enjoyed licking up the drops of
precum seeping from his engorged cockhead and gently squeezed it out by firmly
holding and jacking his cock. I stretched a little bit to get access to his
balls and spent a good couple of minutes sucking on them and rolling them
around my mouth. The slick feeling of precum against my throat and chest was
a big reward.
Meanwhile, Josh had switched tactics and was now seriously fingerfucking me. As
he had big hands, his fingers were quite sizable and he gave a mean prostate
massage with them. I could feel my own precum oozing out now, and it usually
takes a guy quite a bit longer to get that to happen. I pushed back against
his finger, relishing the feeling.
"Let's fuck", Josh said, in a low husky voice.
I needed no convincing and rolled off him, onto the bed. Josh got up, walked
over to his bag and forcefully zipped it open. He rummaged around a bit and
quickly came up with a pack of condoms and a neat little bottle of lube. He
sauntered back over, his hard cock bouncing with every step.
"Let me put it on for you", I said.
He opened the pack and gave me one of the condoms. I savoured the sight of his
hard cock right in front of me, a string of clear sticky precum dripping down
from it with a fat drop on the end. I sat up a little, tore open the condom
wrapper and held the condom in my hand. I went down on him again, just to get
a little bit more of his precum in my mouth, loving the salty taste.
He groaned, holding my head with two firm hands and pushing his cock in as far
as it would go, making me choke a little and then letting me go.
"Fuck Reau you are a very hot little dude", Josh said.
"And you are one big fucking feast Josh, I could suck on that cock and worship
that had body of yours all night"
That remark gave him a big horny grin.
"Go on then, wrap it up"
I obliged, quickly rolling the condom down his shaft, feeling the firmness and
thickness of his throbbing meat in my hands.
He dribbled a little lube on his cock and pushed me back onto the bed. This
dominant alpha man was really setting off all sorts of submissive feelings
inside of me I never knew I had.
"Come on then, fuck me", I taunted.
"Oh you just wait boy, I'm gonna give you a big hard ride"
He picked my legs up, pushing them in the air and spreading them. I totally
submitted to his lust, pushing my ass up and presenting my hole to him. He
positioned his cock against my hole and slowly but relentlessly started pushing
in. His fat cock started stretching me, in a slightly painful and utterly
enjoyable way. I gasped and groaned as he kept pushing forward until he was
filling me all the way, his nuts resting against my ass. A shiver ran through
me as I looked up at this towering giant of a man, who was giving me so much
pleasure.
He pulled back a bit and thrust real deep. I winced and yelped a little as the
stimulation of my prostate was quite extreme. My rock hard meat resting against
my abdomen dribbled some precum onto me. Josh extended his hand and swipe up
some of the precum and slowly licked it from his fingertip, giving me a little
show, all the while staying deep inside of me. He repeated the move, taking his
cock a bit further out and slamming back in. More precum came out, which he put
on his finger again and slowly licked off, all the while keeping eye contact
with me. I really wanted him to go loose on me by then, straining to push back
against his hard meat. This man was driving me mad, pushing my horniness to
a whole new level.
He grabbed a hold on my legs, pulling me a little bit further over the edge of
the bed. Then he started thrusting, picking up the pace, slamming deep into me.
I daren't touch me cock for fear of cumming too soon. He had his eyes half
closed and was groaning and grunting, beads of sweat showing on his forehead
and upper torso. He pumped me like that for a good 5 minutes. Then he did
something I had always dreamed about. In one smooth movement, he picked me up
off the bed in his big strong arms, holding me close to him. I was literally
hanging on to him, my arms wrapped around his neck and his strong hands
supporting me and he pistoned in and out of me. Our faces were level and I just
couldn't stop staring into those big eyes of his, relishing the smell of his
masculine sweat, the sound of sex as he slammed into me, my hard cock straining
against his abdomen because of our closeness. I kissed him very strongly and
bit on his lips a little.
I used my nails to scratch his back, making him groan and thrust harder.
"You want it harder, do you want me to fuck the cum out of you", he groaned,
between his teeth.
"Come on do it, harder!", I shouted back at him, digging my nails deeper into
his back.
"I'm gonna make you fucking spray cum into our faces"
"Oh yeah, well you gotta go harder then man, come on, give it to me"
"You want it harder huh, I'll show you harder", he said.
He moved us back towards the bed, picked me up and threw me onto it. I looked
deep into his eyes as he got onto the bed, towering over me.
"Come on then", I taunted.
He grinned savagely, pushed my legs open, and slammed in all the way in one go.
I just looked into his eyes, helplessly lost in a frenzy of lust. He took the
pace to a whole new level, driving his cock home again and again and again,
making me gasp and whimper the sensory overload from my prostate sending me
into extacy.
From within myself and within him I could hear a groan building to a roar.
The bed was literally creaking as he piledrived his cock deep into me. We both
started screaming through clenched teeth as we passed the point of no return.
Without my hands even being near my cock I started shooting big ropes of cum
flying into the air, landing on my face and some also on his. My orgasm seemed
to go on forever. Meanwhile, Joshes thrusts slowed and I could feel his cock
spasming as he unloaded, deep inside of me, his eyes closed and his face in
a grimace of lust. Finally, his orgasm subsided and I could feel him relaxing.
He gently lay down on top of me, still staying inside and gently stroked my
hair while giving me a kiss.
"That was awesome", Josh whispered.
"Yes it was", was all I could reply.
"You just made a whole list of fantasies come true for me", Josh said.
I laughed.
"Boy did you do the same for me"
He laughed as well and kissed me again.
"Fucking horny little dude", he said with a big grin.
"Fucking big hot alpha male", I said back, with an equally big grin.
He gently pulled out of me, making me wince a little, my hole sore from the
rough hot sex. I could see a huge load dangling at the top of the condom.
"Spill that on me man", I said.
He grinned again and obliged, tearing the condom off and dumping the
contents on my torso.
"Now give me a big cuddle", I said, smiling at him.
He lay down on top of me and rubbed his body over me, the cum spreading on
both our sweaty torsos, the intoxicating smell making me slowly go hard again.
"My, you don't give up easily do you", Josh said.
"Well, I may be fucking horny but I'm going to need some time to regain my
strength buddy"
"Hahaha, same here, let's go hit the shower"
We got up, cum dripping down our bodies and went into the shower where we
took a long time slowly washing each other's bodies and making out.
What happened after that is for a whole new story...
THE END.
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