Intro: Travis and his big, black cock finally make their to Brian, an older, Caucasian bear whom he'd been talking to online for years. He learns he didn't regret it.
"You down for eating on Cary Street," I asked Brian.
"You down for getting your cock sucked later," he asked in return.
Brian and I, after years of talking via social media, and of course the naughty sites, finally were linking up to do "adult things," as he liked to say.
"You been avoiding me forever, but the power of the pole is too hard to overcome," he mentioned as he brazenly stated my dick got hard each time we spoke on the phone. "Its inevitable you become my man."
The tricky part of us meeting was the location, for he lived an hour and a half away from me just west of Richmond, while I lived in my cozy, three bedroom house in Virginia Beach for the previous seven months. Prior to that, we met online as I lived in Los Angeles, and just so happening to see what bottoms were lurking in Virginia when I came across his profile and tried my luck.
"Your luck would be better if you were in my bed," he said that afternoon, and that spurned a full blown phone sex session, with him telling me how'd he tie my balls with his tongue, and me moaning over the phone until I shot a load on the floor in front of me.
Between that conversation and me coming to Richmond, I'd learn that he, too, was from the Hampton Roads area as he was a proud Norfolk native, who just chose to go west as it was quieter, with better job opportunities to include him being the superintendent of a nursing home.
"33 years of wiping asses and changing beds, giving out medication, and training those under me, I had to take the gig," said the 56-year-old registered nurse, as the puffy bellied, bear like figure was a behemoth in his six foot one, 330 lb. frame, with an even bigger heart, and ginormous appetite for sex.
"You know, when you get here, it would be three years to do the day, since I was last fucked," he said to me. "I broke up with Jermaine and we had the best sex ever for his exit, as he bred me twice. Since then, no cock has been good enough to enter my backdoor."
"You're telling me this and now I'm stuck in traffic on 64," I said to him as I was still 45 minutes away from him, stuck in a place called New Kent County as it appeared to be an accident.
"Boo, I'm so horny, I may just enter your backdoor," he said.
That made me laugh for I was hard, on the brink of asking him if I could get some take out and bring it to the house while we ate in the nude, but then the traffic opened up as we were moving again.
"The day you enter my backdoor, I gotta be super drunk," I told him as I wasn't one who liked his ass played with. "I like to be the pitcher, and you the catcher."
"Well, my glove is cleaned out and warmed up so when the time comes, I'm ready," he said.
An hour later I was pulling in front of his home as he had a nice, waterfront like property. He opened the door of the home and I noticed something different with him immediately.
"You have hair," I asked once he sat down in the passenger seat of the truck.
"Hi, nice to finally see you, too," he said right as he reached over to me and we kissed.
We took a moment to really connect as Brian showed he had an active, fat tongue, using it appropriately while groping me and setting the mood.
"Nice to confirm that hot mouth. Daddy is pleased," he said to me as he made me feel giddy.
"Well, I hope so. I ain't drive almost two hours for nothing," I said to him.
"And daddy ain't wait all these years to let you down, either. So your black ass needs to drive, because I'm hungry, and of course, horny," he said, and we both laughed before pulling off. "I hope you ain't offended by this white man saying that to you, by the way."
I wasn't, for I knew Brian wasn't the kind of guy to be racist, just one who'd been around different types of people.
Brian lived in the suburbs of Richmond, so it took a special route on some back roads to get to The Hard Shell, a seafood spot. We made it to come into a minimal crowd, and taking off our coats at the table and ordering drinks right away as the waiter was friendly and competent.
"Tonight, we have mussels in parmesan sauce as one special, and soft shell crab over a bed of rice in another," he stated.
I wasn't the biggest seafood fan, but went with the flow and ordered some Chesapeake oysters, while he had the Middle Neck clams as they were fresh, local favorites.
"So why did it take so long for you to bring your ass to Richmond," he asked, using his dark brown eyes to cook through my chest and into my soul.
I couldn't give him a definitive answer and only could muster how he always made me feel, and how I looked his past videos and photos, and really wanted to feed him cock.
"The smell of Old Bay in here is intoxicating," I said to him.
He kicked my foot when I was looking at the front exit, making me focus on him.
"You owe me," he said.
"How," I asked, knowing what he meant.
"You owe me, and tonight, I'm getting my just due," he said in response, as the waiter came back with our food.
I asked the waiter to compliment the chef, for everything looked, and smelled delicious. I looked up and saw Brian's face as he was still lingering in thought of what he just said, his strong glance of one that made me ask the waiter to come back over.
"I know you guys just plated this, but can we get to-go boxes? Please, there's nothing wrong, everything's fine, but this date between us, its over," I told the waiter.
He looked astounded, almost flustered as I was only making a cover for wanting to take Brian back to his place and pound him.
"The date is just getting started," I told Brian after the waiter left, and Brian grinned, for he knew he touched a nerve and there was only one thing to do about this.
30 minutes later he and I were in his bedroom, his door closed to keep his dogs out as we were lip locking while standing up near the edge of the bed. He gently yanked my hard on while our tongues pressed, our unfailing lust passing the initial test as we couldn't even share a meal together without wanting to do the present.
"Daddy wants to suck that dick," he whispered.
"Daddy needs me to eat that ass," I told him.
We went to the bed and Brian wanted to be on top, but I convinced him to lay on his back to put his legs in the air instead.
"You like to be in charge," he said to me as I hovered over his face, then lowered mine between his legs while his legs were placed on my back, and face fucked him while digging my tongue into his chute.
"Got damnnnnn," he wailed as I slipped my tongue inside of his compact love tunnel, trying to feel my way around while making him squirm in the process.
Brian had what felt like an endless throat, with his lips moving freely as he bobbed his head, making the tip of my dick feel lovely as it kept hitting his throat muscle. Brian's big tongue was lingering outside of his mouth to somehow massage the side of my balls, as he had me moving up and down freely to continue such a sensational feeling.
"You want daddy to stop," he said as he heard me moaning loudly, barely able to control licking him out.
"Please don't," I whimpered.
"You want daddy to take a load or two out of you," he asked.
I continued moving up and down and he tightened his lips, as if he knew I wouldn't last long. I tried to return the favor as I moved my head up and down to make my tongue dip in and out, his tight hole whistling and puckering each time as he, too, was being pleasured. I sped up my pace a little as his mouth felt better than any man's ass or woman's cunt I ever entered, and he even made my knees buckle some as he seemed to provide the right touch.
"Gimme those balls," he commanded.
I raised up, but moved backwards to teabag this man, then receive the ultimate pleasure as he clamped his mouth at the base of my balls, for it felt like a cock ring, while his untamed tongue seemed to roll my cum filled globes. He had me rubbing my nipples while trying to keep my balance, as Brian was in complete control with my balls in his mouth.
"This is what its all about. You would've brought me this dick a long time ago, you would've been pleasured properly. Damn you taste good," he said to me.
I was rocking slightly as that was to his advantage, for he could flicker his tongue against my sack in the middle of my balls, the main pleasure point for my entire body. I wanted to jump off of him from the sensation, but I knew it I fell forward it would've been disastrous since he had such a grip. I started jerking off, wanting badly to cum as I knew it would be the biggest climax.
"Daddy wants you to cum," he said to me.
I was whimpering while getting close and he stopped.
"Daddy wants you to cum inside of him," he told me, and so he let go of my balls and smacked my ass twice, them moved closer to the headboard with his head on a pillow, then raising his legs for me.
I turned my body around and moved between his thighs as we looked at each other, with his eyes locked onto mine while I grabbed the base of my dick and slid inside of him, without lube.
"I get wet automatically, doesn't take much," he told me.
I'd find that true, but his hole wasn't accommodating as I wanted it to be as he was truly a tight fit.
"Open up, daddy," I told him.
Seeing him grit his teeth, hearing his bear growl while he turned red awkwardly made me even hotter, as he didn't bother to reject the dick.
"This ass is yours," he said once I was all the way in, and so I leaned forward with his legs around my body, his feet on my shoulders, to give him a lengthy French kiss while his hole molded to my girth.
"Dam boy, you are big," he said me as we both snickered, then I jammed my hips into him more to make him scream, kissing him some more as I moved my hips slowly.
"Didn't know you were this deep," I told him.
"Well, no one else has ever been that deep, either," he said in response.
I pushed his feet back and raised up, slowly letting his warm tunnel marinate and massage my shaft as Brian began feeling better than I could imagine. While fucking him I thought about how much time was wasted in not seeing him. Brian's ass had me in a chokehold for it was more than just massage, he had a pull in a sense that once he got used to me, and started enjoying me inside of him he looked up, and his eyes were digging into me once again that made me pound him harder.
"Daddy wants to be your bottom bitch," he said to me. "Daddy wants to make you cum constantly."
"Fuck Brian, stop it," I begged of him.
"Stop what," he said, as he took a deep breath and I'd feel his walls pulling harder on my shaft.
I tried slapping my body harder against his, and hitting deeper and crashed into a wall of climax as I shed my cum in his trenches, so deep inside of him that he claimed he felt it in his gut.
"That's right baby, fuck yeah," he said as he started jerking off, and wailed as he himself shot a load straight in the air.
When he finished I leaned forward to kiss him, smiling as I was grateful for the early exit from dinner.
"Did you put the food in the fridge," he asked me.
I didn't say a word as I knew I left the items on the dining room table.
"Guess we gotta order pizza," he said to me as we both laughed, then kissed again while my hairy chest pressed against his.