As a married biman, I have very limited opportunities to play and I am usually incredibly horny between the times when I am able to meet someone. I love my wife and we have a reasonable sex life where we can enjoy and satisfy each other somewhat regularly. I have however a hang, once in a while, for some wild mansex. As a decent looking, 46 year old, 6 foot, one hundred eighty pounds, masculine guy, I can usually find a hookup. Whether it's a mutual blow, jerk or a full fledged fuck, I can usually be satisfied for a few weeks before the call of the wild comes again. I am usually active with younger men and passive with guys my own age or older.
One Saturday I was incredibly horny for cock and had tried all day to find a hookup on a gay dating app without success. At seven thirty that evening, I was so horny that I could not stand myself and I didn't want to just jerk off. My wife was busy with the kids so I didn't even have an opportunity to fuck her to get some relief.
By that evening, I couldn't take it any more and drove over to a rest area by the freeway that is about ten minutes from my house. I had never had much luck there and it wasn't even used very much by cars or trucks.
When I got there, there was a man I had seen there before a few years ago. He wasn't anything for me, he was not very attractive, rather obese and had sketchy hygiene, which means that you could smell him before you saw him. He and I hung around the toilets for a while and I smoked a couple of cigarettes while my cock was restlessly moving in my pants and my hole was itching for cock.
After about a half hour, a van drove into the parking lot and a super hot black man climbed out. Damn! He was hot, around 36 years old, 6 foot 2 inches tall, two hundred ten pounds. His head was shaved bald and he had a nice, bushy, well-groomed black beard. The name on the van said "The Ebony Chef" and he was wearing a chef's uniform, the usual black and white checkered pants and a white chef shirt. He opened the back passenger door of the van and pulled out a hanging suit bag and went into the toilet. "Aha, I thought, he is only here to change clothes." As he passed by me, he gave no indication that he was there for any other reason.
A couple of minutes after he went into the toilet, the other guy went in. "Damn, he better not score him! I could have gone in as well," I thought to myself. After a few minutes, the other guy came out and I could see that he hadn't scored. I thought maybe the Chef was waiting for someone else to come in so I went in. He was however still in a stall changing clothes, so I exited and thought, "Okay, nothing here."
After some minutes more, the Chef came out dressed in slim fit jeans that highlighted his strong thighs and calves and a light blue button down shirt. His fit chest and biceps were very well displayed with two nipples pointing through the shirt, my cock twitched even though, in my mind, I didn't think he was looking for anything.
He went back to his van, dropped off the suit bag in the back seat and turned around and walked back toward the toilet. When he passed me, I looked directly into his face and he raised his eyebrows ever so slightly. "Fuck! Is he looking or was that just a greeting?" My heart leapt and I started to get excited. I stood there and waited, thinking about what I should do. Just then the other guy started walking toward the toilet door. "Fuck no!" I thought so I purposely stepped in front of him into the toilet.
The Chef was in the last stall in the corner and I walked over and tried the door, it was unlatched so I gingerly opened the door and peeked in. Fuck! He looked good, He had a very handsome face. He had unbuttoned his shirt and his hairy chest and stiff nipples were on display. The bulge in his jeans looked like it contained an elephant's trunk curled up. I stood there like a deer in headlights mesmerized by his body and size. He cocked his head down looking at me and took his big arm, closed and locked the stall door quickly. I could hear the other guy just outside the stall moving around and trying to get a peek inside.
The Chef unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and I could see he was going commando. Fuck! His limp cock was huge, dark purple, uncut and the shaft was lined with bulging veins. It was truly a ten pounder with a large circumference. Fuck! I had only seen such a cock in a porn film. He tapped my shoulders indicating that I should kneel down in front of him. When I was face-to-cock with him, I leaned in and licked the top side of his veiny shaft from the tip to his abdomen and it started rising immediately. I licked the underside down to his big shaved balls and teabagged them gently. The aroma of a spice soap and the taste of ball sweat made my cock even harder and I opened and pulled down my pants. His cock had risen and was now rock hard and pulsating.
I licked back up to the massive, purple, cock head and struggled to even get it in my mouth. I licked and teased the head and slipped my tongue into the pouch of his foreskin. I was so horny I was determined to suck him. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked deeper on the shaft. I was probably only a quarter of the length when I could feel it entering my throat. I sucked deeper and he held the back of my head with this big, strong hand and I could feel his cock snaking down my throat. I was really having trouble breathing, but I didn't care. His cock was expanding my throat and I kept on sucking, swallowing and gagging until my mouth was at the base and my nose was pressed into his abdomen. "Goddamn!" I had deepthroated that big fucker. The Chef's breathing increased and he moaned a little bit under his breath.
He placed his right hand around my throat and could feel his cock lodged there. He squeezed my throat and started jacking his cock off through my neck. I was gagging like crazy on his cock and he seemed to get a kick out of that. I could feel vomit rising in my esophagus, but it couldn't come out since my throat and mouth were fully blocked by his massive cock. He facefucked until I was gagging and tears were streaming down my face. It felt so good to be throat raped like this, to be so thoroughly used. My cock was rock hard and twitching. I cupped his huge, smooth balls with my hands thinking about the load of spunk kept there. I moved my hands around and grasped his strong, smooth ass cheeks. They were hard as rocks and I gripped them roughly and I let my fingers creep into his sweaty crack.
His cock was pretty well stuck in my throat at this stage so all I could do was to try and suck and move my head a little around to provide him stimulation. After a while, he pulled back and face fucked me with a faster tempo. He geared up some and his mighty shaft all the way down my throat and pulling out, he repeated the process for some time. My throat was raw from this fucking, my brain was humming, my body was shaking with pleasure as the thrust his cock down my throat and out again. He became more bold and would push his cock down until I was gagging and close to throwing up and he would pull it back out. "Fuck yeah," I thought and jacked my own cock until I was on the verge of cumming.
He leaned over and poked me in my right ass cheek with his index finger. I thought this was a little strange, but I kept on nursing his cock. He poked me again and I looked up into his face. He poked again and jerked his head upwards. Now I finally understood that that was his signal for me to rise up and give him access to my ass. I was excited and nervous at the same time. I did want his big cock in my ass, but would it ever fit? By now I, however, was so horny and my hole was so hungry, he could have probably proposed sticking a light pole up my ass and I would have agreed.
I rose up and bent over so my ass was a few inches from his cock. He leaned down and flicked my ass with the tip of his tongue. Mmmm, that felt good he repeated it until my hole was loosened up. He then licked my crack from my taint upwards and his broad, wet tongue covered my hole. Goddamn! I thought I was going to shoot right there. He started fingering my ass and tonguing it at the same time. "He must be an incredible pussy eater, the women must love him," I thought. I pushed my ass back to indicate I liked this and he continued until my ass was swaying from side to side longing for him to fuck me.
