I spotted him across the bar, thick arms straining his shirt, and the bulge in his jeans already obvious. He caught me staring and smirked, then walked straight over. "You want this big cock?" he asked, no bullshit. I nodded. "Good.
My place is five minutes away."
We barely made it inside before he shoved me against the wall and yanked his pants down. His cock flopped out heavy and thick, easily ten inches, veins bulging along the shaft and the head already shiny with precum. "On your knees," he growled. I dropped and opened my mouth. He fed it in slow at first, then grabbed my head and pushed deeper until my throat stretched around that fat head. I gagged hard but he didn't stop, fucking my face in short thrusts while I drooled down my chin.
"Look at you choking on this big cock," he said, voice rough. "You love it." I moaned around the thickness stretching my lips. Spit ran everywhere. He pulled out long enough for me to gasp, then slapped that heavy dick across my face, leaving wet streaks.
He hauled me up, spun me around, and bent me over the couch. My jeans hit the floor and cool air hit my hole. He spat on it once, rubbed the head of his cock against my rim, and pushed. The stretch burned. That massive cock forced my ass open inch by inch, no mercy, until his balls pressed against me. I grunted loud. "Fuck, you're tight," he said, then started pounding. Every thrust drove that big cock deep, hitting spots that made my own dick leak onto the cushions.
He fucked me hard and steady, skin slapping, my ass gripping him. "Take every inch," he ordered. I pushed back, wanting more. He reached around and jerked my cock in time with his thrusts. The room filled with wet sounds and my broken moans. When he pulled out I felt empty, but only for a second. He flipped me onto my back on the floor, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and slammed back in. The new angle let him grind that thick head right against my prostate. My vision blurred. I came without touching myself, shooting across my stomach while he kept driving into me.
He didn't stop. He fucked me through it, using my ass like a toy until his rhythm stuttered. "Gonna fill you," he warned, then buried himself to the hilt. I felt every pulse as his big cock unloaded deep inside me, hot and thick. He stayed there, grinding slow, making sure it all stayed in.
After he pulled out I lay there catching my breath, ass sore and leaking. He stood over me, that spent cock still impressive, and smirked again. "Round two in ten minutes," he said. I was already hard again.
