Gerry was one hot chub and he knew it. A face as handsome as the devil would hand out with come to bed eyes and a mouth that was made for kissing and sucking was just the start of it.
He had broad shoulders and a great big, hairy chest that was home to two large, brown nipples that jutted out like little javelins. His big, firm beer belly rose up underneath his chest and gave way to an immensely hairy bush and a surprisingly long and thin, uncircumcized cock that hung over a pair of super fat, hairy brown nuts. His tree trunk thighs and shapely legs were covered in dark brown fur. But it was his ass that broke many a chaser's heart. It was big and round and firm and as smooth as the day he was born. It was as pale as alabaster, contrasting with his olive complexion.
When I say that Gerry knew he was hot it doesn't mean he was arrogant. Far from it; it just means he knew his worth and was not shy to get what he wanted. Sometimes when he was feeling lazy he let chasers hunt him down. At other times he charmed and seduced his way into men's hearts. Gerry liked every kind of man going. One week I'd see him hanging around with some skinny, smooth twink with pretty boy looks and then the next he would be with a hunky black stud. I've watched him fuck an ass as fat as his own or get poked by a silver fox. Gerry liked men and fortunately for me, one hot summer, Gerry liked me.
The moment I saw him at the pool I knew I had to have him. His swimsuit could hardly contain that flesh boulders that were his gorgeous ass. I watched those beefy cheeks bouncing up and down as he walked over to the bar to get a drink. When he turned around I gasped as I caught sight of the top of his pubic bush and saw how his fat nuts filled out and strained the material of his swimsuit. He caught me staring and flashed me a smile.
With weak knees I lay down on my sun lounger and tried to hide my boner. I was lying there pretending to be miles away when the drinks waiter appeared and handed me a beer. I was about to protest that I hadn't ordered one when he told me it was from 'the gentleman over there'. He nodded in Gerry's direction and my heart skipped a beat as I flashed him a smile and accepted his drink.
Well, even if I wasn't into chunky, hairy, beefy, studly men Gerry would still have had his way with me. He came over and introduced himself and he was just so charming that I felt like I was the only man in the world. We both knew what we wanted but I wanted to string it out andmake it last. It felt so good having his undivided attention and I was really getting off on drinking in his beauty, trying to guess what his cock looked like, what his butthole would feel like as I slid home later on. Gerry knew exactly what to say and which buttons to push. I think he would be able to seduce even the most homophobic straight man if he set his mind to it.
He told me he was going for a quick dip in the pool. I wanted to join him, to keep the conversation going, but I also wanted to see what he looked like as he rose, wet and dripping from the water. It was well worth the wait. His swimsuit was slung even lower down as he climbed out of the water and I swear I caught sight of the top of his cock. It was just a quick flash of pale skin and then it was gone as he tugged on his swimsuit. It still clung to his manly flesh and he came and stood over me and let the cold water drip onto my chest. I could feel my cock stiffen and I did nothing to hide it.
'You might like getting hard in public,' Gerry said to me 'but I might get arrested if I got down on my knees and did to that hot cock what I want to do.'
I told him that I needed to have him right away but he said I would have to wait until he got me home first. Ten minutes later we were back at his place. The moment the front door closed I was in his arms, kissing those cherry ripe lips of his. His kisses were out of this world. I literally felt faint as his tongued duelled with mine and his large hands clasped me close to his hairy, beer belly. My own hands reached around and grabbed hold of that massive man mound of his. It felt both solid and soft and yielding at the same time. I massaged his beefy cheeks through the material of his swim suit before slipping a hand down onto his smooth cheeks that were still cool and damp from the swimming pool.
As much as I loved kissing him I could not wait to have his ass any longer. I broke off the kiss and dropped to my knees and tugged at his swim suit. He stepped out of it and his slender, eight inch cock slapped up against his belly. It was a real beauty, perfectly straight and pale with a rosy crown. I took in my hand and admired it for a moment or two before greedily slurping it down my throat. I fondled his fuzzy nuts as I worked his rod in and out of my mouth while he sighed and moaned. After five minutes he pulled me to my feet and bodily lifted me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom where he threw me onto the bed.
