Date: Fri, 8 Aug 2008 10:16:07 -0500
From: derrick1968mwm@gmail.com
Subject: Derrick's Rear Pleasures part 1

Copyright 2008 derrick1968mwm@gmail.com

Do not read if gay male contact bothers you, is against the law where you
live, or makes you have feelings you do not have an outlet for.

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I dumped my stuff on the hotel bed and got out the laptop, connected it and
booted it up. While it was getting started, I unpacked my clothes for
tomorrow--no need wasting time.

The computer and wireless connection were easily set up. My cock was
getting hard in anticipation, but I just had to wait. I stayed in my
t-shirt, jeans, and boxers. The change in clothes would come later, if it
ended up being necessary.

I logged into a chat room for the locality. My bio line indicated what I
was looking for "39mwm, 6', 175, brown, stache, beard. 5cut. bottom married
fucker likes to take it in his jock." I waited for any initial interest
after the immediate bot windows were closed. A window popped up. The guy's
profile indicated he was in his 30s, bi married, 6'..200# and worked out.
This might be ok I thought.

We chatted for a minute or two, the usual kind of stuff, exchanging stats,
the '"what's up" and other greetings typical of men looking for quick
anonymous sexual encounters. I wasn't into "immediate" hookups, but I
didn't have hours to wait to find someone either and I hated chatting with
a guy for an hour only to find out he was also a bottom or was not into the
same kind of action I was.

He told me he was versatile, but preferred top. That was good. Versatile
means he had been fucked before and hopefully that meant he knew more about
fucking than some guys do.

I asked if he fucked bare. He told me that he only played safe. That was
good as well. Some guys jump at the chance to bareback an ass and I am not
into that. This was another good sign.

We chatted some more and realized that he was pretty much into what I
was. Great!

I gave him my room number and he told me he would be there in about 20
minutes. I logged off. There was not much time to get ready. I looked at
the clock on my cell phone 8:00. I stayed logged into the chatroom, but
ignored the instant messages that would come up. The guy might not show and
I did not want to waste time logging in again.

I stripped and went into the bathroom. Fortunately the shit came quickly
and easily and then I hopped in the shower. I quickly washed off the smells
of travel and paid close attention to my backside. I washed my asshole
good. I liked to be prepared and this guy did not seem to be into anything
of a skanky nature.

Drying off, I left the restroom. It was 8:12. Just about enough time. I
rummaged through my bag, finding my supplies. I put the condoms on the
table on the opposite side of the room from the bed. Dry and naked, I find
my black jockstrap and put it on. My dick is already more stiff than it has
been in a while, not completely hard, but I'm sporting a 3/4 erection. Not
that anyone will care. It is 8:15. I place my cell phone in the nightstand
drawer and place the bottle of poppers on the nightstand itself...no need
wasting time opening the drawer. I stroke my cock through my jock.

Fuck. I almost forgot.

I grab the card from the bed that says "save water--reuse towels." I go to
the door, hold the latch down so the locks are open and put the card
against the locks, preventing them from actually locking the door. I shut
the door. It looks shut on the outside, but a push will open it. If the guy
is a neat freak, I will find the card picked up and placed on the table
next to the condom. I will worry about that later. I have more immediate
concerns on my mind.

It is 8:13. I am on the bed now. I am on my hands and knees. My ass
exposed. The straps of the black jock strap frame my hole which is hot and
ready. I open the bottle of poppers and inhale them deeply in my right
nostril. As deeply as I can. I quickly put the lid back on and keeping my
mouth closed, I pinch my nose. I want to feel the full effect.

I think it is 8:14. The poppers are rushing over me and my cock is stiffer
than ever. My ass is twitching. The only sound I can hear is my
breathing. I hear the door open. My breathing gets faster. I hear the door
shut. I'm not certain if he picked up the card or not and I don't fucking
care.

I hear him quietly walk into the room. This is the way we have set it up. I
can feel his presence in the room. I wiggle my ass, hoping he is looking. I
have quit looking at the clock. My ass is hungry for a cock.

I pinch my nipples hard and moan, loud enough for him to hear. I wiggle my
ass again. I moan some more. I grab the poppers off the nightstand and take
another extremely deep hit of them, forcing them to be held as long as
possible. I don't touch my cock, but it is hard and yearning. I pinch and
tug on my nipples. I hear rustling behind me, hoping he is undressing. I
have not looked at him.

I hear a zipper and then I say, "Just make certain you wrap that fucking
monster up."

Those are the only words I will say throughout the entire encounter.

I act like I am humping the bed, hoping to entice him to pick up his pace
and get his desire going as much as possible.

I hear him tear the condom. It should not be long now. I take a hit of
poppers again. My asshole needs to be completely prepared, this guy might
not be gentle.

I put a pillow under me as the third major hit of poppers effects me. I
feel him get on the bed. It will not be long now.

I put my hands back and spread my asshole for him. "NICE" I hear him
say. And without warning the head of his cock is at my hole.

It feels so good I can barely stand it.

He doesn't take his time to slowly get it in. A few seconds later all 7
inches of his thin cock is in me. I stuff part of the pillow in my
mouth. Damned it hurts-but just for a second.

He starts to fuck me fast and hard. He pulls in and out in and out. He hits
my spot, the prostate, several times. I know my own cock is straining in my
jock. He grabs my nuts and pulls on them, like I am his bitch. It hurts but
I like it.

I moan, but that is the only noise I make.

"Take me bitch. Take my married fucking daddy cock"

I am only too glad to take his cock. I take another deep hit on the poppers
and wiggle my ass around his cock. I squeeze it with my assmuscles, working
him like a good whore would. He moans, "whore, whore, whore" and rams me in
and out.

My head hits the headboard of the bed as he fucks me harder and faster
now. I shove my hole against him. I want all of him in me. I am no longer
passive, but an active fucker in this man to man fuck session. I am
thrusting against him as he thrusts against me. My own cock is stiff in the
jock, hard and full of cum.

He grunts "oh yea bitch---make me cum"

And then he shoots. He groans like a motherfucker. His cock done
throbbing. He carefully pulls out taking the rubber with him. I stay on the
bed in the same position. I hear water running, a flush and then he gets
dressed. The door shuts and then I get up.

My ass was fucked and I never even saw the guy's face.

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Comments are welcome and encouraged. This is my first nifty story and I
want to try more. There's more about my real time experiences at
http://www.marriedbuddies.com my email is derrick1968mwm@gmail.com. Derrick