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I kept running this same ad on all three websites as before, but new responses had slowed down considerably. I guess once you weed out all the flakes, exaggerators, liars and trolls, you just pray that someone new, that really fits your ad might respond.
While I was still hooking up with Danny and Will a few times a week, it seemed like Danny had slowed down to maybe once a week and those meetings were usually late night booty calls. Actually real late sometimes, but I never refused him when he called. I honestly believe he really preferred a woman, instead of a guy servicing his cock. Still, I just couldn’t resist the chance to service his big cock and swallow his massive loads of cum when he did call.
He told me constantly that I gave him the absolute best head and ass he ever had, but even so, I felt like I was mostly a second choice booty call for when he struck out with women and was horny. I didn’t care. I was cool with that, not offended or jealous. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, other than the type of relationship where I serviced his cock when he was horny. I would always drop what I was doing when he called and I got exactly what I needed every time we met. I’m sure he knew I was a sure thing for his cock. He knew he held a power over me.
When he called, sometimes as late as 2AM, I would wake up and give myself a quick but thorough enema and then make the 30 minute drive to his house. Coupled with the long drives to and from his house and sometimes getting home at 4AM in the morning, while I still relished servicing his cock and especially digesting his massive loads of cum, I won’t lie, it was wearing me out.
Will, well he was still coming probably 1-2 times a week. He was expensive to hook up with, as it costing me $100, for what he called “gas money” each time he visited. But I craved his big dick and all the cum he fed me. Again I had a really good job and nice surplus of money in the bank. So, I was willing to keep paying if he would let me suck on his fat cock and feed my stomach and ass with those unbelievable huge loads of his sweet cum.
Even as many times as we had already hooked up, still, every time he called, I was so excited, that I actually trembled until I got his cock in my mouth. We had probably hooked up at least 12 times in the last few months, even so, when I saw his number pop up on my caller ID, I knew I was gonna get what I craved. Fucked and fed.
When I got home from work last night, I checked my ads and saw 3 new responses. One was from a guy that kept bugging me over and over. He seemed creepy to me. I already knew he was a no go.
The other was from an old, very obese, unkempt man, that sent a picture of himself completely naked, which looked absolutely disgusting. Another definite no go.
The third was from a guy that only said, “I’m interested, I think I got exactly what you need, hit me back.”
It was signed “The Milk Man.” His suggestive name struck a cord in me immediately, “The Milk Man”, hmmmm, that sounded hot like this ad had potential, so I replied immediately.
I sent him my phone number and asked if he would consider doing a brief phone chat to see if me and him were on the same page, you know, to see if we clicked. Within 5 minutes my phone rang from an anonymous caller. While I rarely answer those, I immediately accepted the call, hoping it was from him, and it was.
He seemed like a really cool, laid back guy, as we actually ended up chatting for about 15 minutes. As I advertised in a specific zip code area, I was delighted to hear that he lived close, being in my local zip code area. I explained in great detail what I was looking for and he said I sounded perfect. He mentioned several times through our chat that our talking had given him a monstrous erection and that he needed some release soon. I myself was also erect and very excited.
I of course asked about him and especially his cock, you know, what he looked like and especially how much cum he “honestly ejaculated”. He replied that he was 36 years old, 185 lbs., 6′ 2″s tall, a white male, about 8″s cut, sported a cropped goatee, was considered handsome and had been told by several women that he was also uncommonly thick. He said he could shoot around 10 really long ropes of cum. I was so excited about everything he told me, that I got goosebumps and felt my mouth watering as I listened in awe, hoping he was for real and not exaggerating.
He asked for a pic and said he would call me back after he received it. I sent one slot siteleri immediately of myself, fully dressed, that included my face, and after about 10 minutes, I got another text from him with a video attached.
Hands shaking, I opened the video and it showed the reflection of a completely naked, toned, height weight proportionate guy, standing in front of a full length mirror stroking a breathtakingly, huge erect cut cock. The camera was positioned so I couldn’t actually see his face, but that didn’t matter. His face was no deal breaker if I could get a chance to service that handsome cock. His cock was every bit the 8″s he claimed and maybe even more, as it looked so masculine and virile.
Within 15 seconds into the video, the guy in the video started to moan loudly. Seconds later I saw his cock erupt and start to spit out long streams of cum. It was absolutely astonishing the amount of semen that spewed out of his gorgeous cock. No embellishment here as I watched foot long plus ropes of cum rocket out from his cock. Up against the mirror they ricocheted with so much force that they splattered like a high pressure water pistol against the glass. His syrupy cum slowly dripped and drooled all the way down the mirror to the floor and puddled at the bottom. What a puddle it was! Absolutely unreal as he moaned passionately through the whole video, which turned me on so much that my heart pounded in my chest.
I played it again and this time I counted 11 streams spray out of his engorged cock head. It was unbelievable and I was in heaven. But even more amazing than the 11 spurts, was the volume and length of each squirt. Not puny little squirts, not a drooling spew, no dribbling, just long dense ropes of pearly white cum that flew out of his cock with such power, that they looked like they would fly 5 feet through the air if not for the mirror blocking their trajectory.
The video was only 1 minute 22 seconds long, but I knew enough already that this guy was indeed exactly what I was looking for.
I must have replayed it a dozen times before my phone rang again saying “anonymous caller”. I quickly answered and it was him again. We exchanged names, him saying his name was Rodney. Then after a brief pause he said, “Is that what you’re looking for?”
“Oh my God yes. That is exactly what I’m looking for.” I gushed excitedly.
“Well, then were just gonna have to get together and you can prove it to me.” he replied. “I have never let a guy blow me before. I have never had my cock swallowed to the root before, but if you can swallow my entire cock down your throat and let me face fuck you a little bit, topped with swallowing my load, then we need to hook up asap.” he laughed.
I proudly replied, “I have very little gag reflex and that usually goes away in just a few minutes. I’m confident that my throat can swallow your huge, fat cock to the root. You can hold my head firmly and forcefully face fuck my throat and I will swallow all the baby makers that you can produce, every single drop you feed me.”
“Yea, that sounds totally hot to me. The girls I have been with in my life, they really give shitty fucking blowjobs. I’m so tired of them sucking on just the tip and only licking the sides. That just doesn’t get it done for me.” he laughed.
“I mean, when I start to push their head down further, trying to get some more in their pretty little mouths, they just squirm, gag and try to pull back. They sputter and whine, then act like they are going to throw up if they get more the 3″s in their mouths. What a joke. I have never had one that could swallow my cock all the way, and then when I start to cum, after just one or maybe two squirts, they pull off and leave me hanging. I hate that shit, another fucking ruined orgasm.” he said seemingly a little agitated now.
I listened intently as he went on.
“When they do that and it ruins my orgasm, it pisses me off so much, I just grab my cock and jerk it off in their face. Fuck them!” he laughed again.
“Then they really freak out when I start giving them volley after volley in their faces. I coat those bitches good, their faces, their hair and their tits. I hose them down good. You should hear them shriek and scream when I do that. It’s a riot. Of course, the down side is, they would rarely see me a second time.” he was now laughing again.
I kept listening, knowing I could fill this void for him.
“Also, those prissy bitches hate it when I cum in their pussies. Complaining that I cum too much and make a horrible mess. Then if we ever do hook up again, they ask me to wear a condom. Those damn prom queens. What did they expect?” he was now laughing hysterically.
“And a slice of their ass, now that’s a problem too. Not bragging, but I really am a little thick and that’s a fantasy of mine too. I want to fuck a sweet, tight ass. I want to power fuck a firm smooth ass and shoot my load straight up that butt. I would love to meet someone canlı casino who could handle my cock up their ass. But these girls, they always refuse to give up the booty and if they do try, they immediately start whining before I can even get the tip in that it’s too big. It hurts, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, please stop.” he said laughing again.
Rodney was quiet for about 15 seconds as I waited for him to continue talking.
“So, with that said, is that on the table too? I mean will you do anal?” he asked hesitantly, with the slightest touch of pleading in his voice.
I giggled a tad, over excitedly perhaps, secretly hoping this would be part of our meeting. “Yea, my ass is tight and it’s yours if you want it. I would love for you to pop it anyway you want. I’m sure I can handle your cock.”
“That sounds awesome and Marshall, one last thing, would you let me bareback your ass? I hate rubbers. I’m clean, really, I wouldn’t lie to you. I’m safe, no cooties on me.” he laughed. “And even if you say no, I will still wear a condom if you insist, but I would prefer raw.” he asked tentatively, almost in a pleading voice again.
I didn’t want to sound too anxious to agree, but I had definitely hoped that if he was gonna fuck my ass, that there was no rubber involved.
“Yea Rodney, I trust you. You can do me bareback. I’m clean and safe too.” I replied.
“Listen, I know I’m sounding pushy, I’m not trying to be an asshole. I’m just tired of crappy sexual partners and I want to experience the full monty. If you’re everything you claim to be and able to do everything you claim you can do, then lets do this.” he almost dared me.
“When is meeting convenient for you?” I asked.
“It’s about 7PM right now, would an hour be okay, give us both time to shower and get ready? Also is your house cool, I would prefer to hook up at your house?” he replied.
We agreed on the details and I gave him my address. Turns out he lived less than 2 miles from me. He told me he would be here at 8PM prompt. We both agreed and ended the call.
I rushed to the shower to get a few hefty warm enemas and wash my hair. I grabbed some clean towels and my trusty bottle of anal lube. My heart was beating so hard. After I finished showering, I poured myself a triple shot of Dewars on the rocks, then sat on the couch and gulped it down quickly. I’m not a big drinker, so within minutes, I felt more relaxed and somewhat inebriated. I re-watched his video over and over, til at 8PM sharp, my doorbell rang.
When I opened the door, the first thing I thought was how handsome and fit Rodney was. He was dressed in a button down shirt and khaki slacks. He had a really pleasant smile with the most perfect and whitest teeth I have ever seen. I knew immediately this guy could walk into a bar and every women, and probably most men would stare at him in passion or envy. He was definitely out of my league.
In person, Rodney seemed like a very confident and humble guy. I liked his personalty immediately. Very friendly and talkative, but tentative to make the first move. I was anxious to service his cock and finally said, “Why don’t you get comfortable?”
“Right here on the couch is good?” he asked as he stood and quickly started to undress.
I just nodded and watched in awe as he started unbuttoning his shirt. When he got down to his underwear, it was obvious that he went to the gym regularly. He was really toned. Strong muscular arms, legs and chest. His stomach was so flat and sculpted. I loved how his 6 pack was so pronounced and rippled. He was a handsome Adonis.
With me still gawking in awe, as he started to remove his underwear, he asked, “Marshall, it would be a huge turn on if you were naked too. Is that cool?”
Coming out of my open mouthed staring trance I began peeling off all my clothes as fast as I could. “I’m sorry, of course.” I replied.
When he took off his underwear and took a seat on the couch, my eyes feasted on his gorgeous cock and body. He looked so perfect, like a marble statue sculpted by Michaelangelo. He already had a semi chubby that laid sexily across his inner thigh, and man was it fat.
Completely naked with my modest erection sticking straight out, I crawled in and knelt between his legs. I lowered my mouth to his cock. He was probably about 70% erect when I opened my mouth as wide as I could and closed my lips over his bulbous tip. It was so warm, so fresh and clean. I smelt a very light scent of baby powder and cologne.
His cock quickly became more and more engorged as I slowly nursed on it, taking my time and relishing the moment. I may have never been so happy in my life as I was at this moment. I have known for years that this was my calling in life. To service a man’s cock with my mouth, to offer my tight ass for him to sate himself and to swallow his precious life seed was my life purpose. This was all I would ever need for the rest of my life to make me happy.
Rodney’s güvenilir casino cock grew quickly from my oral manipulations. It got longer and fatter as I now had to open my mouth even wider to accommodate his turgid cock. It grew bloated and distended in my mouth. I reveled in this moment. Never wanting it to end, it was positively euphoric to suck this man’s cock.
I slurped and I slobbered in lust on his cock. I absolutely fawned over his erect cock like a newborn child would suckle his mother’s tit. My mouth salivated so heavily that my drool ran down the sides of his cock. It dripped down and over the dense network of thick red and blue veins that pumped the life blood into his rock hard shaft. I feasted passionately on his cock for the next 10 minutes, which was now absolutely 100% rigid. I was lost in the moment like nothing else in the world mattered except making him happy.
Rodney, groaned and encouraged me as I sucked him wantonly.
“Marshall, yea, suck that cock buddy. Suck it good. Make love to it with your mouth. Worship it. Why can’t women suck like this?” he grunted.
Remembering our conversation about women and what he complained that they couldn’t do, I was ready to show him what I could do.
I kept his iron hard cock in my mouth and pressed down til it barely began to breach my esophagus. It was definitely going to be a struggle to get this whopper in my throat, but I knew I needed to do this for him. I gagged a few times, having to back off for a few seconds, only to push myself to try to swallow it to the root. On the fourth attempt I felt my esophagus expand and his plump cock head invaded my throat. It was a tight squeeze, and very snug once it entered my throat, but I got it almost all the way down to the root.
Rodney, groaned and said, “Damn buddy, I’m in there. I can feel your throat opening up and clamping down on my cock. Your cock sucking skills are the best. Your throat is so fucking tight. You only have an inch or so left, get down on that dick.”
Undaunted and emboldened by his encouraging sexy talk, I forced my throat down deeper til I felt my lips touch his pelvis. Now fully impaled to the root, I just held it snug, deeply in my throat while I massaged my tongue lovingly on the underside of his cock.
“God damn, suck that cock buddy. Nobody has ever taken the whole thing like that before. I swear to God, we need make this a regular thing.” he grunted.
All his talk was making me insanely determined to do my best job possible. Saying that he had intentions of visiting again, just made me try even harder to please him. I went up and down on his cock, letting him feel my throat expand to handle his girth and length. I did this for at least 5 minutes while he swooned and groaned.
I pulled off his cock, which was probably the hardest cock I have ever had in my mouth and went straight to his shaved balls. I slurped the left one up as deep into my mouth as possible and massaged it gently with my tongue. Rolling my tongue ever so slowly over this man’s masculine testicle made him purr. I did this for a few minutes and then gave the right one the exact same attention. His balls were huge.
I worked my mouth down deeper and after a little effort, got them both in my mouth at once. I suckled on them gently as he passionately held his hand around my throat. I loved the feeling of his hand on my throat, almost like he was forcing me to suck him. With his other hand he gently stroked my hair softly which also turned me on immensely.
I loved his passionate soft touch. It felt so personal. He made me feel like a helpless female, craving his attention. In some weird way I justified it as him making some small effort to reciprocate some pleasure to me.
I don’t know what came over me next, but I knew at that moment, that what I really wanted now, was to be used like a slut. I am a submissive guy by nature, but I had never had this feeling this strong before with a guy. I wanted him to use me. No, I take that back, I wanted to be abused. I wanted to be manhandled. I wanted to be a little whore for him, to use any way he wanted. I wanted so bad to make him happy that I was willing to do anything. I felt so nasty at that moment.
Letting his saliva drenched balls fall from my mouth, I just looked him straight in the eyes with slobber and drool all over my chin and said, “Face fuck me now Rodney. I want a cruel, selfish, unsympathetic face fucking now til you feed me your load. Use my throat. Don’t worry about me, this is all about pleasing you. That’s all I want, is to make you happy. Just face fuck my throat as deep and as hard as you want til you cum. Hold my head and molest my throat.”
As I put his engorged 8″ cock back into my mouth, I lowered myself til it was all the way in my throat. Rodney just stared at me trying to comprehend what I was now asking for. I think I scared him briefly but he didn’t let the moment slip away.
With my lips still pressed hard into his pelvis, I took steps to help make him take control. I took both his hands and put them on my ears. I squeezed his hands hard til he had a firm grip on each ear. He took the hint and holding my ears firmly he slowly started fucking deep into my throat.
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