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"Motel Mission, Part 1: Throat Wrecking" One late night you..
🕑 Added 2023-08-11 03:54:33 +0000 UTC "Motel Mission, Part 1: Throat Wrecking" One late night you fire up Grindr to see if there's any action to be had. Much to your surprise, you see my profile in the mix. It isn't often that you see new guys in town, and so you slide into my DMs hoping to spark something. Within an hour you find yourself driving down the highway to see me--windows rolled down, enjoying the balmy summer breeze and the glow of the moonlight. Your apprehension is kept at bay by the quiet stillness of the country as your mind stirs through erotic thoughts as you approach your destination. Moon Manor is a popular no-tell motel on the West side of town. For $40 a night (or $20 for four hours) guests can indulge in a musty outdated room with just enough fixtures to be suitable for a fuck sesh. It consists of an L-shaped building containing a front office, about two dozen adjacent bedroom suites, and a large parking lot. You pull your car into the parking lot and scan the buildings for room numbers. First 2, then 4, you make your way down the lot and pull in front of room number 10. Entering the parking space, you shift your gear into park and then turn off the ignition. With a deep sigh, you open the door to your car, putting your left leg out and onto the ground while putting your keys in your pocket. You get out of the car and double-check that your phone is in your other pocket before hitting the door lock and shutting it behind you. You take another deep breath and walk up to the door--your mind's eye scrolling through the pictures I sent you earlier. You knock on the door softly and take a step back. There's a momentary silence before you can hear footsteps approaching the door from the other side. The steps get louder and then stop. You look at the peephole at the center of the door and sense the presence of somebody watching. Then there's the sound of a lock being disengaged, the knob being turned, and finally, the creek of the hinge as the door slowly swings inward--revealing me, standing in front of you with a satisfied smirk on my face. "You made it, welcome." I raise an eyebrow and back away from the door. You follow me inside and walk towards the bed, turning around to face me as I shut the door behind us. "Thanks," you begin, hiding your hands behind your back as you smile. "Glad to be here." Taking a moment to look around the room you look at the baby-puke green carpeting that has been worn flat from years of treading. The walls are adorned with faux-wood laminate paneling, combined with the carpet it is like something out of the late-70s. You make note of the matching ugly green bedspread and tarnished headboard. There is a wall-mounted Hisense TV opposite the bed, I've left the local news on. The whole room has a musty, moldy odor--not offensive, but present. Just enough to remind you of where you are. Your vision coming back around to me, you smile and look me over--starting from my toes and up my body, past my wide hips and belly, over my broad chest and shoulders, through my well-trimmed beard. You smile when our eyes make contact again. "Nice to see you at last," I return the smile. "Wish we had more time to get to know each other." I look you up and down from head to toe. "You're one sexy motherfucker." You blush. "Thanks, you're pretty sexy yourself, Mister." "Thank you," I smirk again, reaching down to my Wrangler belt buckle and releasing the clasp, teasing you as I unzip my jeans and reveal the smooth navy blue cotton protecting my crotch. "You want to see more?" You begin to roll your eyes, but instead nod and bite your lower lip. "Mmm, would you?" "Yes, I would," take your shirt off. Smiling I walk over to the light switch and turn the lights down, making the room almost completely dark. I stand and watch as you reach down and pull your t-shirt up and over your shoulders, revealing your body to me. I nod approvingly as you remove your pants as well. Disrobing for me as I look into your eyes and sneer in sexual desire. "God you're gorgeous," I say, padding my throbbing bulge beneath my underwear. "On your knees now, come here." You obediently sink to your knees and present yourself to me. I take a step forward and reach my left hand behind your head, pressing you against the bulge in my Tommy's. "Oh fuck, Sir," you say, licking my cock through the cotton lining. You sniff my crotch to get a hit of testosterone and moan again, allowing yourself to become lost in a haze of musk. "You want that don't you?" "Y-yes, Sir. Please." "Tell me you want my cock." "I want your cock, Sir. Please give it to me." "Good boy, I will give it to you." I pull my jeans down around my legs slowly and then whip my cock out of my underwear, tucking the elastic band below my balls. "Suck this dick." Your jaw opens and you lean in to admit my semi-soft cock into your mouth, providing ample suction as you press your lips at the base of my shaft and wrap your tongue around the underside of my dick. I moan softly as my dick enters you, my left hand pressing against the back of your head even firmer as I push you into my groin. As my cock hardens into a fine-pointed spear I push you back until your head rests up against the back of the motel bed. I straddle either side of your head and lock my huge hairy thighs and press my weight down into your face--burying you in a sea of fat as my cock digs into your throat. "Fuckk, that's a good hole," I groan as your moist muscles massage my manhood, the tight tube of your neck hole rubbing along the shaft of my dick, instinctively trying to swallow my hog. You feel the pressure build in your ears and nose as I plunder your face. I nail you into the cheap green comforter covering the old squeaky mattress. You hear the sounds of springs squeaking as your head is pounded into the bed. My enormous body buries everything above your chest in a pile of soft hairy man flesh, contrasted against my hard rod ramming down your tight throat. In and out, making you gulp my member as deep as you can past your tonsils--assailing them like a pirate wielding a sword. Thoroughly smashed into submission your body sits still and lets me bury my bone where it belongs. You hear the roars and grunts of my primal noises as I howl in delight at the throat massage that you're providing me. I push down deep and hold myself there, letting you breathe around my shaft as I pinch my nipples and savor being on edge. "Boy, you got some great throat, absolutely fantastic--" I pull my hips back and withdraw until just the head of my cock is touching your tongue. Letting you catch your breath I smack my dick around your lips, moistening my cock and preparing to re-enter. "You having fun down there?" I ask. "Ye-Yes, Sir," you pant out, "I love your cock." "Then put it where it belongs," I say, slapping your tongue with my tip. You obediently close your mouth around my dick once more, once again wrapping the base of my shaft in the tight grip of your dick-sucking lips. This time I don't wait before pushing your head back down against the bed again, you feel the back of your neck sandwiched between my dickhead and the mattress. I drive my fat spear into you and pin you down, heaving my hips back and forth to fuck your face. My dick runs back and forth through your mouth, pushing past your tongue as it caresses and rubs the bottom of my shaft, coaxing shots of precum to dribble out and lubricate you, letting me slide down deeper and faster. Hundreds of pounds of man push down and into your face, grinding your face into my body fat and pubic hair. "Take that dick, fuck yeah, take that deep!" "Mrph, urph--" "No escape from bear dick, is there?" I taunt you, chucking and moaning my way through your mouth. "Feels so fucking good don't it?" "Yrph Srph!" you mumble out in response. I withdraw my cock and dangle it at the edge of your lips. "What was that?" "Y-yes, Sir!" you spit out. "That's what I thought you said!" I slowly re-enter the back of your mouth, letting you re-wrap my shaft in tongue twists. As your lips reach the base of my cock once more you can feel the signature swelling of cum, my manhood makes small pulses as my cum begins to be pumped up from my balls. As your nose is once again submerged in a sea of musk, I make you breathe my scent in as my dick tests your depths. I hold you down in my scent for ten long seconds. Taking my time to note how well your throat fits around my member. I slowly withdraw, letting your tight tips pull more precum out of my cock. I throb more, pushing more of my load into the firing position. "God, I'm close. Fuck--" I look down at you and sneer, pulling my hips back and moving my cock out and back in again, pounding you with long strokes as I try to hold myself on the edge again. "Not gonna get me that easy--" You look up at my face, trying to maintain eye contact as best you can with my stomach taking up most of your field of view. I look down directly at you as I watch my shaft going in and out of your pink lips. I hold still for a moment and let you bob your head back and forth, watching as you expertly rotate your mouth around me, desperate to earn your liquid reward. I put my left hand against your cheek, fish-hooking my thumb into your mouth and patting you on the side of your face. "You want my cum, don't you?" "Fuck yes, please..." You look up at me, my body illuminated in a dim glow by the night lamp--my huge hairy body set against the darkness, towering over you like a naked mountain. "Please, give me your cum, Sir." "You want it in your ass?" "Yes, Sir! Please, fuck me!" "All right then, get on the bed. I'm wrecking your pussy next--" To be continued...
