This Never Happens

This past week I was in Reno NV for five days. Sadly, Reno does not seem to have much gay life at all, or at least it is buried deep in the closet.

On the second night there, I was on-line looking for some ass. I was about to call it a night when a white guy in his 40s messaged me saying that he has a tight white ass that needs some attention. While he had some pics online, they were all those far away type shots so that you could not see a lot of detail. However, one pic was a large pic of him bending over showing a very nice hole. So I messaged back:

“Where are you located”

He responded with,

“The …. Hotel”

“Really, what room?

“2020”

“Well, you probably are not going to believe this but I am at the same hotel, better yet, I am also on the 20th floor”

In all the years I have been traveling and hooking up on the road, I have never hooked up with a person staying in the same hotel, let alone the same fuck’n floor!

He was from Wisconsin, in Reno visiting family, and could only hookup early in the morning or late at night. We made plans for me to walk down the hall at 0700 hours.

He told me that he is really into muscle, which was perfect as I normally hit the gym at 0400 hours. I told him,

“My arms will be nice and pumped for you to hold on to as I pump your ass with my cock.”

He is normally a “Safe Only” guy, but with just a bit of persuasion he agreed to take it bare.

At exactly 0700 hours I was at his hotel room door. He answered in a t-shirt and gym shorts. He is 6’ with a swimmers type body. He smelled like he just stepped out of the shower, and his hair was still damp… PERFECT!

As soon as the door was closed we began kissing and working each other nipples. He was clearly just as horny as me. I wasted no time in pulling off his clothes and aggressively pushing him down on the bed where he watched me undress before crawling on top of him.

We made out a little more before I went down on him. He had a nice 6.5 cut thick cock that was bone hard. If you have been following this blog, you know that I like to suck white cock.

At this point, he was really into it. In fact I had to pull back from sucking him for fear that he was going to cum before I had a chance to get in him.

I moved from his cock to his nicely shaved balls and then to a very pretty and very clean ass hole. His profile said that he was vers, but from the extreme tightness of his hole, I could tell that this guy mostly topped. There was no way I was going to be able to get my very fat cock into this tight hole quickly. So, I decided that I could be a little late to work that morning and proceeded to spend about 20 minutes alternating between licking his hole and working my thumb into it. I had to completely stop three times to keep him from shooting his load.

On the third stop I took the opportunity to liberally lube my cock, which was also bone hard. While doing this, we maintained constant eye contact. We were sort of communicating with out words,

“This is going to hurt a bit”

“I know, but I want it… I need it”

I pushed a pillow under his ass, placed his legs on my shoulders and put the head of my cock against his hole. This is the point where every bottom says to me “Slow, Please Slow”, but surprisingly Wisconsin said nothing. He had this determined look on his face that said

“I am going to take fat fucker no matter how much it hurts”

I took it slow… as slow as I could… until the head popped his hole open. Once the head was in, I pile drove the rest of my cock deep into him. Wisconsin stifled a hell. Instead his fact turned beat red and he started breathing like he was giving birth through gritted teeth. I quickly found a nice pumping rhythm, and soon his grunts were in time with my down strokes… I love to hear my bottoms grunt while I fuck them.

It was getting late, given that I still had to clean up and get ready for work so when I felt cum rising in my balls, I did nothing to slow its approach. The only warning that I gave him was a deep grunt as the first blast of my cum was planted deep in his hole. It had been a few days since I had gotten off, so I dropped a big load in him.

When my cock began to pulse inside him, he started jacking his cock. About 15 seconds after I was done shooting, he shot a huge cum load that trailed from his chin to his belly button.

When he was done shooting, I suddenly pulled out of him in one motion… this caused him to convulse a bit… I love it when that happens.

Before I left he stood, thanked me, and said,

“I don’t know what time I will get back to the hotel tonight, but maybe we can get together again before I check out in the morning.”

“Sure, just give me a call”

I said that just to be nice. There was no way I planned to ever see him again.

As it turned out, I had a tough day of work. When I returned to the hotel, I had a quick bite of dinner, did some reading to relax, and was lights out by 2200 hours. At 2300 hours my cell phone rang. It was Wisconsin. He said,

“I just got back to my room and I am very sore from this morning, but my ass still has your cum in it, and you can fuck me again if you want.”

My first inclination was to say no… but to be honest, the idea of fucking him with my own cum from this morning as lube was too much for me to turndown. I got out of bed, slipped on a t-shirt and jeans and walked down the hall. He had the door ajar so I could just walk in.

I found him sitting on the bed with just his gym shorts on. As I approached him he shucked his shorts, leaned back on the edge of the bed, pulling his knees to his chest. His hole was red and slightly swollen from the pounding he took about 16 hours ago. I put my finger in his hole and he flinched from the contact. However, it was indeed all gooy inside. This made me instantly hard as a rock. I quickly stripped and position my cock to enter him.

When I pushed into him this time, he did yell in pain. I did feel bad for the pain, but I also knew that going slow would just prolong the pain. The goal here was to get in and give him another load as quickly as possible.

After the second full stroke, my cock was completely covered by my earlier load. There is a distinctive smell to churned-up cum from sloppy seconds and it makes me close to Cumming every time I smell it. I lasted for only about two minutes before I filled his hole again. I don’t think he took a breath during the fuck. It is rare that I cum twice in the same day anymore, but surprisingly, I did come again and it seemed that I came even harder than I did that morning.

Completely empty, I carefully pulled out of him and then laid next to him on the bed. As soon as my cock was out of him, he began to stroke his cock. I turned to him and kissed him passionately. He actually began to cum during the kiss… I found that to be totally hot!

We laid there silent, but touching for about five minutes when I noticed that he was drifting off to sleep. I waited a few more minutes until he was snoring. I gently kissed him on the forehead, got dressed, turned out the lights and returned to my room.

While in a meeting the next day, I received a text message from Wisconsin. It simply said,

“Thank You… please call me if you ever travel to Wisconsin”

Count on it Wisconsin!