A gay story: A Quick Unexpected Ride
I was in a different city, staying at a nice high-rise hotel for just one night before heading home. But when I woke up that morning, I was feeling extremely sexually excited. I logged on to Grindr and browsed around, but couldn’t find many people nearby. I messaged a few, but didn’t get any responses. One person did reply, and we chatted briefly about our sexual desires. He was interested, but then disappeared from the chat.
I was left feeling frustrated and sexually energized. I spent some time exploring the city, walking to a coffee shop and bakery a few blocks away. I then returned to my hotel room, where I luxuriated in the bathtub with my breakfast, fantasizing about what could have been with the person from Grindr. Just as I was about to give up hope, he got back to me. He was only a couple of blocks away, and he was still interested.
I told him the name and location of my hotel, and we arranged to meet in fifteen minutes. When he arrived, I opened the door and invited him in. He was shorter than me and thin, but attractive. We didn’t linger on small talk, instead, we made our way to the bed. I asked him how he wanted to have sex, and he suggested we lay back. Immediately, he stripped down, and I looked at the clock, concerned about the time (and the fact that I could get charged
But a naked guy with a cute, cut cock was in my bed. The head was a nice dark tan that matched well with his olive skin. It was a little thin but a good length and — most importantly — already hard. I climbed into bed with him and kissed along his thigh to his balls. I touched his cock for the first time while I pushed it against his stomach so I could get my lips on his sack. I kissed the less than bare package but they were weighty and I could tell they needed drained, and not just because he told me that before heading over.
I kissed and licked them, even sucked on one a little bit and feeling him tense under me. I finally moved to his cock, licking up its length to the tip. I gave it a little kiss and then enveloped it with my mouth, pushing my head as far as I could before it brushed off the back of my tongue. I’ve got a gag reflex, so I knew not to push it, even if I only had maybe three-quarters of him in my mouth. I pulled back, and then pushed in again, holding his cock in my mouth this time and sucking gently on it. It was just deep enough to get my mouth watering in anticipating of gagging. But I knew the line and instead the saliva just coating my tongue and his cock. I pulled back and popped him out of my mouth, letting long strands of spit stretch from my lips. I stroked him a few times with my saliva before taking his cock back in.
After a few minutes, he asked if I wanted him to blow me. I declined knowing the time, but reconsidered almost right away — I would love sucked off. So we switched places. I stripped down and laid back on the bed while he crawled over me. He wrapped his hand around me cock, put his lips on the tip and slowly lowered his head, keeping a firm grip on the bit of my shaft not in his mouth. His warm tongue, wet lips and fingers squeezing me were fantastic. A few long, slow bobs had my toes curling in pleasure. But I really wanted him my mouth, so I quietly whispered “I want to suck you.”
He sat up, straddled me, and moved his hips toward my face. I was exited for his cock as it inched closer to my lips. But he paused before it got to me. Instead he slid back a bit, his hand behind him and touching my cock. He rocked against it, it felt incredible rubbing against his ass. He spit on his hand and I finally realized what his plan was. With his spit soaking my cock and his hole, he carefully guided me into him.
Warm and tight, his ass was incredible. He expertly rocked his hips against me, slowly gliding my cock in and out of him. I leaned my head forward and opened my lips, licking and kissing at his cock each time it rocked towards me. We did briefly find a rhythm where he’d slide just a bit into my mouth as my cock slid out of him, and then he’d drop right back down onto me.
He was good, but I kept an eye on the clock still. “I want you to cum” I told him.
“Yeah?”
“Cum for me.”
He wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked it while continuing to ride me. It didn’t take him more than a few strokes before I got the perfect view of his thick cock shooting. A bit flew past my head, some more hit my cheek, and then the rest oozed out onto my chest. He leaned forward so I could lick him off and I popped out of him. Once he was clean, he climbed off me and took ahold of my cock. He stroked it quickly before I erupted too, again coating my chest. He kissed it briefly, licking up some of my cum and some of his.
He ran off to the bathroom and grabbed me a towel. We chatted briefly while I cleaned up and he got dressed. Once he was out of the room, I quickly hopped in the shower and then was out of the room just a few minutes late when I dropped off my key at the front desk.