As I have spent time recalling sexual encounters from my life to write these stories, I have come to the realization I was a bit of a cock whore. This anecdote will not change that perception.
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It was the mid nineties and I was in my twenties. It had only been a year since my first sexual encounter with a guy, but what a year it had been. I was young and insatiable, a firm body from working out and a desire for cock.
I was not very discerning when it came to my men, I liked cocks of all sizes and colors. Looks seldom mattered to me, I was more interested in riding the wave of pleasure their beautiful members provided.
I was still a naive young man when it came to the gay scene, up until this point all of my hookups were found browsing online chat rooms, but that was about to change.
I had known of a local motel, one that catered to gay men and had a reputation as a hookup spot. I decided to book a room for a night and see for myself.
The Parliament House Orlando was a well known gay resort, it offered a bar and drag shows, as well as other types of entertainment. It was an old roadside motel, and it showed it's age.
Arriving at the property I completed check in and made my way to my room. Being an old motel it had a fairly common setup, the rooms were accessed through the outside. There was a window next to each door that looked into the room. The room itself was clean, but had seen better years. The odor of smoke hung in the air.
It was the type of place that made you feel dirty upon entering, not from a lack of cleanliness, but the guilty feeling that you are about to do something oh so filthy.
The setup of the room lent itself well to casual hookups. If you wanted company you left the curtain open on the window as a signal to the men cruising the property.
Wasting no time I shed my clothes so I was completely nude. I gathered a bottle of lube and placed it on the corner of the bed. I had brought a blindfold to wear, because tonight I wanted to be fucked anonymously.
I moved to the window and opened the curtain, I then cracked open the door. I returned to the bed and pulled on the blindfold. Positioning myself on all fours, with my ass exposed, I waited.
Having a blindfold on, and naked for anyone to see is a thrilling feeling. You have no idea what is about to happen, and the anticipation puts your body on edge. I don't know exactly how much time passed, but it couldn't have been more than a few minutes, until I heard the door slightly creek on it's hinges.
I heard footsteps, and a hand rub my ass cheek. The hand felt large, and firm, slightly calloused. Definitely someone who worked with their hands. I felt a slight vibration on the bed, he had picked up the bottle of lube.
I heard the rustling of clothing, I only assumed he had his dick in his hands at this point and was lubing it up. I felt a sudden coldness as his beefy finger opened my ass applying the lube.
The tip of his cock was near my eager hole, with a gentle push the tip was now inside me. The large hands grabbed my hips and yanked my backwards, his entire member was now inside me. I let out a sharp yelp, his cock filling me up.
I felt his belly push against me, he was hairy, both on his belly and on the bush I felt tickling my cheeks. His voice telling me I was a good boy, it sounded gruff, I could only picture a big manly bear in my head. Not knowing for sure only made it hotter.