“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 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.