This is for you Marcus. Miss you and hope to see you soon.
The bar was almost empty, except for a couple that was making out in a booth and one of my regulars. I was glad. It had been a busy night and I was ready to get home, smoke a joint and chill.
"Last call." I announced. The couple came over and paid their tab, then walked out.
"Let me get one more." My regular slurred.
"Ok, Dave, one more then you have to go."
I served Dave his drink, then began wiping down the bar. He finished it, then staggered out the door. I finished cleaning, then locked up and walked the three blocks to my apartment, where I rolled and joint and stepped out on my balcony. The weed kicked in and now relaxed, I began scrolling through the profiles on a hookup app. I wasn't really looking to hookup, I was mostly just drooling over the dick picks and edging myself. After a few minutes, I noticed I had a new message.
"Sup. That is one hot ass baby." The message read. I clicked on the senders profile picture showed a beefy black chest. The next picture was of a massive dick. His profile said he was a forty two year old black bisexual male, 6'2" 235# with 9.5 inches. He described himself as a total top, that loved to get wild with submissive smooth bottoms. His location showed he was close by, although he had another city listed as his home location.
Interesting I thought. I wasn't so tired after all.
"Thanks!" I replied. "You look pretty hot yourself."
"Thanks. Damn boy, you have a hot ass. I really like the picture of you in the jockstrap and fishnets."
"Awww thanks!" I responded. I liked that picture of myself as well. A friend had taken it at a party, and I was posing against a wall wearing nothing but red fishnet stockings and a black latex jock. My legs and ass looked big, my waist looked small, and my back muscles looked nice and ripped.
"So what are you up to tonight?" He asked.
"Just got off work. And you?"
"In town for my cousin's bachelor party. We closed down the strip club, and I'm a little drunk and really horny. I got a blowjob at the club, but I really want to fuck some ass."
Damn I thought. I wasn't really wanting to do anything tonight, but he sounded fun.
"Oh really?" I responded.
"Hell yeah baby. Want to come to my room and give me that ass?"
Well of course I did. I told him I would be there in under an hour. I quickly showered, shaved, then slipped on a tight red jockstrap and examined myself in the mirror. The jock fit tight around my six inch cock, and my butt stuck nicely out of the back. At 32, I wasn't exactly a twink anymore, but I thought I looked pretty good. My hair was shaved short on the sides, long on the top and at the time it was dyed blonde. I'm not a muscle man, but I work out a few times a week and had a nice body at 5'10 and 175#, and my arms, chest and legs are decorated with several tattoos. Satisfied with my appearance, I slipped on a pair of shorts and a t shirt and headed off to the guys hotel room. He was staying in one of the nice ones downtown, which was only a few blocks away. My heart raced as I walked, partially from excitement, and partly from the nervousness of meeting a stranger for sex. I know it's risky, but that's part of the appeal. I'm pretty slutty, and there is something about getting fucked by a stranger that drives me crazy.
The lobby was deserted except for a guy at the desk, who didn't even look up as I walked in. I snuck by him to the elevator and rode it to the sixth floor, then walked down the hallway until I found his room. He had told me the door would be unlocked, and I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and then opened the door and stepped inside. I found my new friend sitting on the couch wearing only a robe, his massive cock semi erect between his legs. He was big, with a muscular chest, powerful legs and just a bit of a gut. He had a full beard and his head was clean shaven. Fuck he was hot. I loved guys like him.
"Well hello!" He said, looking me over. "Glad you made it."
"Of course!" I said with a smile. Then I took off my shirt, and slipped off my shorts.
"Damn boy, you are fucking fine!" He said. He stood up and stepped close, grabbed my waist and gave me an aggressive kiss. His hands slid down to my butt and firmly squeezed both cheeks. He kissed me some more, then nibbled my ear.
"Oh fuck!" I moaned.
"Yeah boy, I am gonna have some fun with you!" He whispered in my ear. One hand moved to my chest and he gave one of my nipple rings a little tug.
"Oh fuck yes Daddy." I groaned.
"Yeah boy, Ill bet you're a freaky bitch aren't you?"
"Mmmmmmhmmmmmm!"
"Nice." He whispered. "Nothing hotter than a smooth, freaky bottom boy with tattoos. Damn!"
He pulled me towards the couch where he sat down and spread his legs. I dropped to my knees and admired his massive cock, which throbbed in my hand. Damn it was big, one of the biggest ones I had seen. He hadn't lied about the length, and it was so thick it filled my entire hand.
"That's nice!" I said, looking up at him.
He smiled proudly, and watched as I licked the tip of his huge mushroom head, then took him down my throat. "Oh hell yeah, suck Daddy's dick bitch. Just like that." He moaned. I felt his hand on the back of my head, then he pushed me down on his shaft, all the way until my nose touched his pubic hair. "Oh fuck yeah baby! You can take it all! Fuck yes!" He said as I throated his entire rod. He held me there for a little more, then let me come up for air.
"Mmmm that tastes good Daddy!" I said after catching my breath. "Fuck that's a big dick!"