Obx Shorts: Lonely Native

Harv crossed my path on Silverdaddies one winter evening, and complimented me of my "beautiful smile," and "gorgeous cock."

"I can admit I've had a few drinks," he messaged. "And I'm a bit lonely right now."

This was life in Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina during January as it wasn't prime tourist time.

"No one to hang with," I asked.

"You mean, no one to play with," he answered.

I wasn't really looking to hookup at 9:57 p.m. on the eve of another brutal work day, I was just browsing for jerk material when he spotted me. He had a few lewd photos on his profile, but shared many via his messages, and would encourage me to share my phone number so we could chat.

"You don't know me like that," were my first words.

"I'm really lonely," he said.

"You mind a drive to Chesapeake," I asked.

"You mind a drive to KDH," he asked in return. "You can spend the night, and I'll fix you breakfast and all."

I checked for directions on my phone, and would find there was no traffic, just an hour and a half ride.

"Its late," I told him as I was stroking myself to get a climax, but it just wasn't happening.

"You've got your hand wrapped around that cock," he asked.

I laughed.

"Come down and let me handle that for you," he pleaded.

Harv was a 58-year-old Caucasian dad bod carrying bottom, and a lover of the beach, despite being a proud West Virginia native. Harv's flabby moobs were free of follicles, as was the rest of his body being naturally smooth from head to toe (he even shaved his head).

"I could suck that cock and swallow that load," he said. "Let you rest up, then you give it to me real good later."

He was a retired commissioner of the revenue of the county where he grew up, and the Outer Banks was his refuge over the years until he decided he wanted to retire there. The hairless bear from Huntington claimed he was 'making up for lost time' by being on the site.

"I've only been with one guy," he told me.

"One guy," I asked as I found that hard to believe.

He spoke of "Clarence," an old co-worker of his, who introduced him to man sex years prior.

"He sucked my cock, and I sucked his," he told me

"I loved everything about him, from his haircut, to the size of his designer shoes."

Harv claimed he "was on to" Clarence when Clarence was hired, as that they "hit it off," with them having so much in common.

"He was married. He had two girls like me," Harv mentioned.

The two of them hung out one evening after work, and visited a bar to have a couple of drinks to let their hair down when one thing led to another, and Clarence admitted he had a thing for Harv.

"I guess he sensed I was always curious," Harv told me. " He tried fucking me, but his cock was too big. It fit perfectly down my throat, however."

That one fateful time spearheaded what would be Harv's calling card.

"I got good at it to where it became a weekly occurrence," he added. "Honey, I'm addicted to cock, big, black cocks if you want to highlight the addiction."

I had a pulsating cucumber for a cock, and stopped rubbing for I was ready to drive south

"Can I try and fuck you, too, " I asked.

"I don't know," he answered. "You don't exactly have a small treat, sweetness."

He was more willing to let me jam his throat, but not that fat ass, but I understood. There was a reason I would never bottom (again), and perhaps he was on the same wave.

"I'm willing to try to see what it feels like to get fucked," he replied. "But I need someone with a little patience."

I just couldn't imagine how Harv's low numbers being he was a competent cockwhore. He had a body built for a good pounding, with his thick lips, and beautiful rump. I was eyeing his photos, and was floored with him claiming he only sucked one dick, and still hadn't been fucked. His profile had him listed at five foot nine, 260 lbs., and he looked every bit of it in his chest, belly and bottom, just a top's playground.

"So I make this drive, and you take this cock," I asked.

"I'll definitely taste it, but taking it, well, we'll see about that," he said. "Oh, and this won't be a quick cum and go. I need some dick with staying power. It's been a long time for me, son."

He was thinking of Clarence when he made that last statement. I assumed Clarence climaxed prematurely whenever they'd meet, but I didn't have that problem, for I was built with stamina, and would cum only when inside someone.

"I read about how it feels for a guy to breed," he said. "I find myself still curious of this."

Harv didn't want me to leave too soon, and wanted his first drip of cum buried inside him. In my mind this would lead to the second attempt of busting that cherry.

I hopped in the shower, then put on some clothes, and packed work gear for I would spend the night, and drive to straight to work the next morning. I shook my head at his minimal numbers being that he lived in the Outer Banks, for I knew men that drove down round just to get their jollies off.

"I'm picky," he said as we talked on the phone.

"Well Mr. Picky, I need you butt naked and ready when I come down," I told him as I crossed into North Carolina.

I felt this 70 mile ride wouldn't be a fluke. I could hear he had a round or two as his voice somewhat trembled, but also heard the willingness to play, while my dick was bouncing in my sweats. The temperature dropped to 23 degrees Fahrenheit when I crossed into Carolina, but I was warm with the blood running through my body in anticipation of being inside his. It been awhile since I'd linked with anyone being I was single, primarily with the last guy I played with living six hours away in Pennsylvania.

"So no one's given you a hand in a while," he asked as I made it past Currituck High.

"Or a mouth, or an ass for that matter," I answered jokingly.

I was making good time on the straight shot on the highway, for there were hardly any red lights or state troopers to slow me. I crossed the bridge heading into Southern Shores, and cut off transit time by 20 minutes, parking directly in front of his condo. I cut the lights and engine, then saw where he left the front door nudged open. Everything was different in KDH compared to Chesapeake, starting with the serene sound of the crashing of the waves against the ocean, and the subsequent smell of sea salt in the air.

"Its my paradise," he stated when I mentioned it in my text of arrival.

"Now come in and let me give you paradise."

I walked in to find him laid on his living room couch in the modest domicile, a place lined with Penn State memorabilia, as well as family photos, and other little nick nacks.

"You told me to be ready," he said as he was naked, and rubbing his nipples.

I shut the door, and walked over to him to kneel, and kiss him on the lips. We smooched for a minute or two before I latched on to his hardened, little bumps. I squeezed the left with my lips, then swirled my tongue around the dark circumference to hear him moan, and feel him squirm.

"So you love your tits sucked," I asked.

He confirmed, and I gave equal treatment to the right one while my left hand rested on his belly. I fingered his navel a bit before I stood up, and began to undress in front of him.

"That's right. I need to see that cock," he said as I pulled off my jacket.

I kicked off my shoes, then pulled off my pants as he wouldn't wait another second. My semi hard nine inch flopped out, shedding a line of precum in the air before he caught it with his lips.

"Eat it up, Harv," I told him as he slid his face straight to my hairy base.

His eyes were closed as he slowly whizzed it back and forth, while I felt that gentle squeeze from his lips. He showed his strong jaw while his hands rested on the side of my hips, pulling harder each time he reached my thick base, and having his way pleasuring me.

"Damn, baby," I cried.

He stopped to stroke, and look up at me.

"It ain't been a minute, and I bet you're ready to blast," he said. "I tried to warn you."

Harv probably didn't have a line of guys at his door, but he was far from inexperienced as evidenced from him making me throb.

"Can you take it," he asked.

"I can take it," I answered before rubbed my balls with the back of his hand.

"You're already ripe to explode," he said with a snicker. "Let's take this to the bedroom so we can do some things."

He cut off the television, then stood up to cut the lights before he walked towards the stairs of his place. I followed to see his beefy body flopping, and hearing his heavy steps while I smacked that fat ass. We walked past two other bedrooms before making it to his, and he'd lay on his back on the edge of the bed, turning to place his head off the edge.

"Feed me," he said with his mouth wide open.

I decided to teabag him, and walked over to him to squat while straddling my thighs My full balls touched his chin, and he gripped my hips while he dove his tongue directly in the middle of my sack, letting it wiggle back and forth while I stroked my dick.

"Harvey," I whimpered.

He moaned as he would close his lips on the left nut, and I became weak in the knees.

"That's my spot," I whispered as he had me in his clutch, just vulnerable as that literally was an area that gave me the most joy.

I was swooning as he tugged away gently, just having the right touch while I beat on my cock. Harv genuinely pleasured me, as if maybe he was motivated by my sounds of approval and from noticing he gave me goosebumps. I was wailing and getting close, and so he let go of my left nut, and did the right, just giving equal treatment despite the sensation not being the same.

"Wow, just wow, baby," he said. "These big balls are full."

He'd let go of my balls said as he swiped that tongue at my taint. The feeling was too intense, and I tried to move, but he pulled at my hips.

"You ain't going nowhere," he said as he enjoyed my reaction.

He turned the tables somewhat, and took charge, moving the energy away from the second attempt to take his cherry.

"I can't cum yet, Harvey," I said to him.

"Yes you can, and you will," he said before he stopped licking me.

I'd step back a little and he would roll over as he claimed it was time to swallow.

"I came to fuck you," I told him.

"You will," he said while on his belly facing me.

He started blowing, taking my dick back and forth, from tip to base, on those pretty pink lips. His eyes were closed, he'd breathe through his nose as he was intent on emptying me. I might've come to penetrate, but truth was, Harv's antics at the moment were top notch, and he was fulfilling a void I didn't know I had. I needed a cocksucker like Harv that was in complete control, edging me repeatedly, while pleasuring me, probing my cum tunnel to bust the biggest load. I reached down to rub on him, and tried my best to hold off from coming by waving my hips side to side. That only enticed Harv more as he began making orgasmic noises, sounds as if I was fucking him, vice him sucking me. He tightened his grip, and raised his right hand to rub my nipple, and I stopped rubbing him.

"I came to fuck you, Harvey," I cried out as I was getting close.

He then sucked faster, and groaned deeper as I felt the vibration of his voice through his lips.

"Oh Harv. Sweet Jesus, Harvey," I cried as I was on the edge.

The buildup was so overwhelming that I felt like I wanted to start over, to perhaps postpone this encounter for Harv's head skills wreakes havoc. I closed my eyes, clenched my ass and braced myself for what was about to happen. Harv kept bucking his head while squeezing his lips tighter, with me literally wanting to run away, instead having no choice but to scream as Harv skillfully pulled that nut out of me. I couldn't tell you how much cum hit the roof of his mouth, or back of his throat, only that my body was on fire. When I finished, I was super sensitive and tried to pull away from Harv, who swallowed every bit.

"I wanted that nut. I'm sorry, bubba," he told me.

I climbed onto the bed, and we'd make out while I squeezed his left nipple and he jacked off, as it would take only a couple of minutes for his sperm to sandblast my knee as he came from my antics.

"Stay with me," he asked, referring to the next morning. "Call in sick. Stay with me.".

I was on the fence, but knew I needed rest, so we cuddled, with me spooning him until we fell asleep. Our small talk on Silverdaddies led us to this, and I was more than happy I took that drive.

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