Anonymous sex and being used for his pleasure [MM]

This occurred sometime in my early 20s. I’ll admit that my flings with men are really hit or miss. More often than not misses. This particular time was during girlfriends and after a few misses.

I met Bobby via online like every guy I have met ever. I am only using a name here to make life easier. No names were exchanged at all. In fact the number of words exchanged was well under a dozen.

I was getting super horny and was having horrible luck this one particular night. Then Bobby messaged me “want to come fuck”. It was short and crude. Honestly I never go for these messages. It takes awhile for me to meet a guy and I like someone I can trust over looks.

I checked out his profile. He was a pure top and had a nice body. Seemed to have a slightly above average dick. However, I knew from experience that many guys are masters at making their dick appear bigger in photos than they really were.

He was close by and I hadn’t had a good fuck in a month. I responded “yes”

He sent me an address and I told him I was on my way. It was the shortest conversation I had up to this point for a hook up.

I showed up at his condo. I was wearing work out pants with a t shirt. Nothing else. I was prepared for a fucking. I had been playing with myself most of the night. I was half hard the entire time.

He opened the door and he was actually hot. His pictures were bad. I cannot explain how rare that is.

He said hi and just walked up the stairs. I closed the door behind me and followed him up to his bedroom.

He quickly stripped down. He was balding a little, maybe mid 30s (I always liked older men), maybe a little under 6 feet. He worked out for sure and was a little hairy, which I like.

His dick was totally shaved though. And it was nice. He was already rock hard and it pointed straight out.

I didn’t say another word and fell to my knees. I wrapped one hand around his dick and braced myself with the other and let him enter my mouth. He was a little too anxious and grabbed my head and started face fucking me a little.

I gagged here and there and was not really enjoying it. He kept a tight grasp on me and pushed his dick far in and then out so I could breath and repeated. Spit was everywhere, my eyes were watering.

This went on for a minute or two. It felt like forever. He finally pulled me up, I stripped quickly. He brought me to the bed and laid me on my back.

I got comfortable and just tried to relax. I felt his fingers probing my ass. It hurt even though I had been playing all night with it. He was rougher than I usually like.

I didn’t say anything, I just softly moaned.

I heard him move a bit and assumed by his movements he was putting on a condom. He leaned over me. One hand on one side of the bed near my head. The other hand must have been guiding his dick. He aimed and pushed a little.

It hurt. He was bigger than I was used to. My breath left me for a second and thankfully he backed off a little. He was a bit slower than he was with the forced blow job. After my breathing returned to normal he pushed back in and out a little.

He kept the rhythm going letting me get used to it. Finally I felt his body pressed fully against my ass. He lowered himself on me. His whole body pressing against my back. He took both his arms and wrapped them under me.

Slowly he started to fuck me.

“Damn you fell good, mmmm”.

That was all he said as he slowly fucked me. Up to this point I had been left disappointed with men. They usually came too fast or their dick didn’t do the trick. This guy was just right. It just kept going.

I put my hands out in front of me and held on to the edge of the bed and moaned loudly. Each thrust into me I have a tiny yelp of joy and then as he pulled back I loudly moaned. I am a very vocal bottom unlike any other part of my sex life.

My mind at some point went blank. All I could feel was his body pressed in me and his cock. My ass was completely relaxed now and it was really a pussy for him. I was not touching my own dick at all. But the friction from the bed and him grinding down into me finally did the trick.

I felt myself cumming into his sheets and all my muscles tightened.

“Fuccckkk,” was all he said as he as he pushed in deep to me and grabbed me harder. He was cumming hard and the pain was returning a bit as my own orgasm winded down.

He finished and laid on me for a minute. My ass was pulsating. It was a mix of wanting to continue but knowing pain would be more the feeling than pleasure.

He finally rolled off me. I got up and stood to see him with his eyes closed breathing hard. Thankfully there was indeed a condom on his dick.

I left his room with my clothes and found the bathroom in the hall. I cleaned up a bit and got dressed. I walked back into his room and he was sound asleep under the covers.

I simply left confused on what the hell was that interaction. I was really just a hole to fuck that night for some random guy.

But also…he was way to fucking trusting as I closed his front door behind me.

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