I came home from work bored and horny as always. I decided to log on the internet and see if there were any little bottom boys online looking to get used. As soon as I logged on he saw me and messaged me "what's up." I responded, "My dick." This kid annoyed the hell out of me because he was one of those skinny little bottoms that like to talk endlessly about what he wanted to do for me and how he wanted to please me and how he would do whatever I want. It gets old fast because he never actually agrees to meet.
So we begin to engage in our usual conversation. He tells me he likes it rough. I tell him I like to fuck bottom boys nice and rough. He tells me he likes to rim a hot ass. I tell him that he will be forced to lick mine. It goes on and on. This boy sure can talk the talk. We have been chatting for two weeks and almost every night. Finally he has me so sexually frustrated and pissed off that I decide I do not want to chat with this bitch anymore.
So I begin to type that I don't want to waste any more of my time if he is not serious. He responds that he is. I tell him that I have a horse hung dick waiting for his tight hole. He responds that he wants it bad. He begins to tell me how hot he thinks I am and how he jerks off looking at my pictures. He says he likes men with some facial hair and how a goatee like mine really makes him hard. He starts to compliment me more and telling me how a skinny little boy like him wants to be used by a hairy muscle bear and real man like me. He tells me how much he wants to lick my hairy nuts and ass. He starts to tell me how much he always fantasized about a real man like me fucking him hard and rough. It is flattering, but I tell him that I am tired of hearing it and I let him know that I am starting to get pissed off.
Much to my surprise he typed back, "where do you want to meet?" I still do not believe he is serious. I respond, "you tell me." He tells me that he wants to get a cheap motel room and have me come to his room. I still don't believe him so I tell him to go and get a room at a hotel right down the road from my house so if he does not show up I don't waste much time. He says he will and that he is very serious. We decide on a hotel right by my house and time. Then this little bitch starts to doubt he will get used.
He starts to message me and ask if I am sure I am aggressive. I tell him not to worry. He starts to ask me if I am sure I know how to fuck a tight ass. He asks me if I have any experience dominating skinny little bottoms. He asks me if I have ever been aggressive and if I can really do it. All the while he is typing I am thinking "this bitch has got to be kidding me." So angrily I type back "get the fucking room and I will show you or stop bothering me." Then he has the nerve to ask me if I am chickening out. I reply with my cell phone number and tell him to text message me the room number where he wants to get used like he has never been used before. There is silence on his end, but he is still logged on. He doesn't type one word for the longest time.
Don't you know it that 15 minutes later I get a text message on my cell phone and all it says is "room 204." I thought it can't be. I throw on a pair of sweat pants and grab my stuff and I head out to this motel. I drive down the road and park in the parking lot. I walk in and head up to room 204. I knock on the door and sure enough he answers. He is standing there looking like the little bottom boy that he is. He is wearing his chinos and his button down shirt. He stats to greet me and say hello. I just push him back a little so I can step into the room. I don't bother saying a word to him. We have done enough talking after all. I already knew way more about him than I cared to know. This was not time for talking.
I reached out and put my hand on his head and guided him down to his knees. He was a good boy and got right on his knees. I stepped up to his face and I lowered my sweatpants and underwear and smacked his face with my dick. He looked surprised at how big it was, but before he could talk I put it in his mouth.
I know he was surprised, unlike most men online I lied and said I was smaller than I was. I took one look at his picture and knew he could not handle my eight and a half very thick inches so I told him I was seven inches and average. He tried to suck it as best he could, but he kept gagging about half way down.
I held his head and pushed him down on it and he gagged some more. He pulled back his head to catch his breath and I allowed him a second and then rammed it back in. I wasn't there to get head I was just looking to lube up my dick for his tight bubble butt and hole. Finally I had enough of his trying to suck me off. I pulled him up and pushed him back onto the bed. He layed on his back looking at me waiting to see what was coming next.
I unzipped his pants and could tell he was rock hard but I could care less about him. I unzipped that fly and grabbed each end of his open zipper with one end in each hand and pulled it open and ripped open his pants. The button on his pants went flying across the room and he just looked at me nervous. I told him to get up and he did. I pulled his pants down and then off, spun him around and pushed him down face first this time. He landed on the bed flat, but then rose up his ass to offer it up to me. I told him what a good boy he was for raising his ass up for me.
I positioned myself on my knees between his legs. He held a pillow and I pushed the fat head of my cock against his ass. I knew this was not going to be easy for him. He was real tight. I spit on my dick and lubed it up some and pushed it in slightly. He groaned and said ouch. I pushed it in more and he continued to groan.
My fat eight and a half inch thick cock was a lot for his tight ass to take. I pulled out some and he seemed relieved as he caught his breath. I spit on my hand, lubed up my dick, and pressed my fat head against his hole again. He braced himself and clenched his pillow. I thought about how long it took him to meet and all his talk online. I thought of all the times he got me hot and never wanted to meet. I was kneeling there with my tip in his hole realizing that he was expecting me to ease in like last time. But instead, I just jack hammered my dick into him and started to fuck him exactly like he asked so many times online. He screamed in pain and probably pleasure. His legs collapsed and I collapsed with him. Never letting my dick slide out. He seemed to squirm under me, but I kept drilling my dick into his ass. Pinning him under me and making him take it like he wanted it. He buried his face in the pillow and I braced myself by pushing my elbow into his head. I fucked him hard and I fucked him like I wanted him to remember me for a long time after.
Then after a while of jack hammering his tight hole, I started to have fun with him. I started to slow down some. I pulled my arm off his head and pulled my dick almost all the way out. He lifted his head and panted like some little dog trying to catch his breath on a hot day. Before he could, I rammed all the way in him again and he screamed "oh fuck…ouch…oh fuck." I went back to fucking him hard and rough. I did that a few times and it became a little game. I would ram it half way in just to watch him clench his fists around the pillow. I teased his tight hole for almost a half an hour. Then I was bored with him so I decided it was time to finish.
I started to pound his ass with deep long strokes. He grunted, moaned, and clenched the pillow. He tried so squirm some, but there was no use. That is what happens when you ask a bigger guy to fuck you hard and rough. He had no choice but to relax and enjoy it. Finally he said it hurt and I said I am almost done and I fucked him a few more thrusts and buried my dick as deep as I could and shot my load up his tight hole.
I got up and put on my sweats and he never moved off the bed. I think he was still trying to catch his breath as I walked out of the room and down to my car. When I got to my car I picked up my cell phone and there was a message from him and all it said was "thanks." I laughed and threw my phone on the seat and drove off. Three days later he saw me online and messaged me that his ass still hurt. I just responded with LOL.
~Joey B
