Chapter 140 - Twink in Heat

I was practically in heat on a Saturday night and didn't have any plans. I thought I could satisfy myself with toys and p.o.r.n, but it had the opposite effect. After a couple hours of perusing Twitter and Tumblr, watching some hardcore p.o.r.n, chatting with a few men, f.u.c.k.i.n.g myself with a large dildo, and spraying c.u.m all over my screen, I wanted c.o.c.k even more than before. I decided to go to a club by myself, which was a first for me. I went through my usual pre-f.u.c.k rituals of showering, making sure I was still smooth, cleaning myself out, and dressing up to show my b.u.t.t. That night I went with skinny jeans and a tight t-shirt. I also made sure that I was wearing some s.e.xy blue b.r.i.e.f.s that made my a.s.s pop. I double checked myself and headed out.

I got to the club a little before midnight. There was a line, cover, and I had to get my hands marked, but seeing the large crowd of men was well worth it. As the many eyes darted around the room, I caught a few of them checking me out. I decided to be bold and hit the dance floor. Within minutes I had several men were watching me shake my a.s.s and gyrate my h.i.p.s. They were looking at me like a piece of meat, but I was the one eating it up. The dancing soon turned to grinding as I backed up to a hot guy that had been looking. His c.o.c.k was obviously pretty big and pushing against his jeans. I put my b.u.t.t right on his bulge and starting circling. His hands gently explored my body as we practically f.u.c.k.e.d in front of everyone. When he turned me around for a kiss, I nearly melt and the music faded away. Within minutes of only using our bodies, I wanted him to strip me n.a.k.e.d and drill his c.o.c.k into me right there. The kiss had me in a daze and my knees were feeling weak. I pulled him close so that I could speak directly into his ear: "Wanna get me out of here?"

I felt very accomplished after spending about 20 minutes in the club and leaving with one of the hottest men there. He looked to be around 30, muscular, clean cut, with a little stubble on his face. He had taken my hand and was walking me towards his car. We were suddenly very talkative, but only to quickly discuss ourselves and what we were doing. We got in his car, a newer model Mercedes sedan, and he said he didn't live far. In no time, my hand was groping his bulge. He was telling me how he hadn't had s.e.x in weeks and had been horny all day. I shared the events of my evening with him as we both smiled excitedly. His condo looked nice enough as we pulled into the small garage. Once we got inside, he wasted no time leading me to the bedroom. We stood near the bed and kissed before he started taking off my clothes.

First my shirt came off and I stood for him to look me over. I began unbuttoning my jeans and told him that I would need help pulling them off my legs. I flopped back on the bed and held my legs up. He yanked my jeans off and my legs immediately separated. I gave him a good look at my cute little b.r.i.e.f.s before I rolled over to show him my b.u.t.t. I thought I was putting on the show for him, but when he removed his shirt, I was in awe. His c.h.e.s.t was solid, abs showing slightly, and very little hair. He told me that he usually worked out to get his mind off s.e.x, but it hadn't worked that day. I had a smile from ear to ear as I stood up to kiss him again, feel his c.h.e.s.t, and then unbuckle his belt. I wanted to taste his c.o.c.k.

His jeans dropped allowing his bulge to expand in his boxers, which did little to hold back his erection. I gave his d.i.c.k a gentle squeeze and then dropped to my knees. My fingers slipped under his waste band as I began lowering his boxers. I stared directly at his bulge as if I was unwrapping a present. When his c.o.c.k broke free, it was pointed directly at me and only inches from my lips. He was around 8 inches, cut, had a nice head, decent thickness, and was already hard enough to show veins engorged up his shaft. I opened wide and began slowly working him into my mouth. My tongue and lips worked quickly to make sure his shaft was wet. He recently trimmed pubes stayed out of the way as I got to taste his manly flesh for the first time. I had told him that I was going to do my best to deepthroat him, but wasn't sure if I could. As his head slipped farther into my mouth, I tasted a dose of prec.u.m swirling around my tongue.

It tasted like candy to me and I let out a m.o.a.n. I pulled back and stroked him as I took some time to breath. His glistening c.o.c.k was hard as rock just under the slippery skin. I relaxed my throat and leaned in. He slid directly into my throat I heard a load m.o.a.n followed by some encouraging praises. His pubes were tickling my nose at this point as I held his c.o.c.k long enough to accept being impaled. I pulled back to get some air and pushed forward again. This started a rhythm of his head popping in and out of my expanding throat. He was breathing very heavily and he exclaimed that he'd never had a boy swallow his whole c.o.c.k before. I continued doing what I do best and he continued m.o.a.ning loudly. It took about twenty seconds more before he yelled that he was going to c.u.m. I knew it was probably going to happen, so I pulled back so that my lips could wrap tightly around the s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e spot just behind his head. I began stroking his shaft and I felt his hand grab my skull. He held my head in place as he dumped a massive amount of c.u.m into my mouth one dose at a time. I happily swallowed up every drop and made sure to milk him for all he was worth. As his hand let go and I sat back, I feared that our fun might have been over. Thankfully, he had other plans.

He took a few seconds to catch his breath before complimenting me on my oral skills. He said he needed another drink and offered me one as well. Without an ounce of modesty, he stood n.a.k.e.d in the kitchen pouring whiskey over ice. I was still in my b.r.i.e.f.s and had only wiped the slobber from my lips as I followed him. I was told that I needed to catch up and he asked if I liked shots. The questions was mostly rhetorical since there was already a single shot on the counter which he then handed to me. I wasn't accustomed to chasing c.u.m with whiskey, but I gulped it down. It burned, but thankfully I knew exactly how to control my gag reflex. We sat at the table and talked for a little while. I took a couple more shots and then asked for a water. I was staring at his c.o.c.k off and on, which he seemed very pleased with. I was smiling the entire time and he made sure that I always had a good view of his manhood. When he finished his drink, he grabbed a couple bottles of water and we headed back to the bedroom.

I was told to lay flat on my stomach. I was on one side of the bed with my head turned towards him. His c.o.c.k was beginning to stiffen again as I felt him touch my back. His powerful hands massaged my back and shoulders for a few minutes until I was thoroughly relaxed. He found his way down to my b.u.t.t and groped it gently through my b.r.i.e.f.s. He spoke slowly and in a relaxing tone about how hot I looked on the dance floor and that he almost shot a load in his jeans when I was grinding on him. He claimed I was the hottest boy in the club and was happy to have me all to himself. I felt his hand reach under my b.r.i.e.f.s and his middle finger quickly found my little hole.

He teased it for a few seconds before pulling my b.r.i.e.f.s down to my knees. I couldn't quite see what he was doing, but the way he was playing with my cheeks and touching my hole made it feel like an inspection. He opened the nightstand and pulled out a few things. I felt the lube drip into my crack and his finger immediately working it around. He slid a finger inside me as he told me about how much he wanted to f.u.c.k me. He worked it around as he described what ran through his head on the dance floor. His fingers began a f.u.c.k.i.n.g motion as he detailed the thought that nearly sent him over the edge. After another dose of lube and his fingers exploring me led to the words 'f.u.c.k me' just slipped out of my mouth.