Hey All, continuing my series based around my early 20's... Thought I'd get it all written out before I hit my 30's. ;) Most of the chronicles I'll be releasing are based on real-life experience as I explored my sexual urges with other men. Again, feedback on writing is enjoyed! I love some constructive criticism.
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After that last took up with the black kid in my car, I need a week to recover... Damn my ass burned for a few days.
While at work, my horniness returned. God was I ready to be fucked again. It hit me hard. I needed to be used. Stumbling through the m4m section of craigslist, I added "dom" & "dominate" to my search. I wanted someone more dominate and rough around the edges. The thought of having someone tell me what to do turned me on.
Hard dom top for slave btm - 22
Horny as fuck. My regular sub has moved away... Looking for a replacement. Big load saved up. Late night ++++.
I'm 180lbs, 6', fit, and 8 inches cut. Rough and dominate here. I have my own place. Send a pic and let's get this going.
God, just reading his post made a warmth flow through me. Sending him a message, he was quite prompt to reply. The name at the top of his email was Thomas Jefferson.
The pic he sent me was pretty hot. It was a semi-dim lite selfie of himself in his bedroom. With short dirty blond hair gelled up, his face was soft, with blue eyes, and a square jaw. He was displaying this slight smirk of content.
Letting him know I usually get off work around midnight, he told me that was perfect. As I finished my shift, we continued emailing back and forth. Once he sent me his address, I quickly entered it into my phone, figuring out how long it would take to get there.
Thankfully, he was just a few minutes away. Ending my shift, I jumped into the locker room, changing into some gym shorts and a hoodie. Making my way to his place, I couldn't help but imagine what we would do tonight.
Walking towards his apartment door, I knocked. Opening the door, there was Thomas, completely nude. His thick flaccid dick hung low between his legs.
After seconds of gazing at his cock, he quickly responded, "Hey, eyes up here."
"Hey, I'm Evan," I said as I looked at Looking up at him, I introduced myself.
"Hey Evan, you can call me Thomas," he replied. "Come on in."
Entering the door, I flipped off my shoes. "You should take the rest off too," Thomas commanded.
"Alright," I said as I removed my shorts & shirt.
Standing in front of him, he started looking over me, inspecting my body.
"Turn around," he stated. "Nice ass."
"Thanks," I said.
"How bad do you want it," he began to ask me.
"Badly," I said gazing back down towards his cock as I subtly licked my lips.
"Beg," he commanded.
"God, I want your cock," I said as I knelt in front of him with a puzzled look on my face. "Please, I want to taste you..."
"Don't fucking touch it," he said. "What do you want to do with it?"
"Fuck, Please!" I continued as I watched his cock expand in front of me, "I'll do anything you want. God, I want to taste you... I want you inside me."
"Reach for it then," he said.
Reaching for his cock, I grasped his shaft in my hand. God was he hard, veins bulging out of the sides of his shaft.
"God your cock is amazing," I said as I started running my hand along the length of his shaft.
"Let's see how that tongue of yours performs," Thomas stated.
Nodding, I moved my mouth towards his bulbaceous head. Slowly taking my tongue, swirling it around the head of his cock. Running my tongue down the bottom of his shaft, I engulfed his rigid cock.
"God you know how to use that tongue, don't you?" Thomas said. "You're quite the little slut..."
Creating a muffled "Mmmhmm," my mouth took his cock deeper.
Grabbing the back of my head, grasping my hair, he shoved me deeper onto his cock. "God, that's the spot," he said as I started gagging.
"You can take a bit more, bitch!" He stated as he pushed his hands harder against the back of my head.
Gasping for air, I continued gagging on his thick cock head as it shoved its way further down my throat. My hands moved towards his thighs, trying to push myself away from him.
"Not yet!" he commanded as he pushed me even further on to his cock.
Choking on saliva and pre-cum, he finally pulled his cock from my mouth.
"Good little slut," he said as he looked down at my dripping mouth and watering eyes.
"Go lay down on the couch, get your head resting on the arm," he commanded. "I want to fuck that throat of yours..."
Moving my way towards the couch, I knew exactly what he wanted to do to me. As I rested my back against the seat cushions, I rested my neck on the arm of the couch, my head hanging over. As I watched Thomas walking towards me upside down, his cock rocked back and forth, balls swaying like wrecking balls, as he walked my direction.
With his cock drawing closer, my eyes widened.
"Let's see how long you can handle this, slut," Thomas asserted as he moved my cock deep into my mouth.
