I Took Him Home SeXStoRY

Nothing out of the ordinary usually happened at this bar. People came, they ate, they drank, they danced a little, and then they left. No big deal. That is, until a new owner bought the place and transformed it into a gay bar and dance club. Being in a gay friendly neighborhood of the city, it usually attracted a nice crowd. Tonight, I was feeling good about it. I had on a new, tight fitting v-neck shirt, ripped jeans, and, just in case, my favorite pale blue thong. I grabbed my wallet, a thing of poppers, and I headed out for the bar. Something in the air made it feel like tonight would be my lucky night. I walk in around 9 PM, and the DJ already has a fast dance song going. I quickly order a drink as soon as I walk in, and go to the dance floor, meeting the growing throng of people. I somehow find myself in the middle of the floor, and I just went with it. I had guys grinding on me, guys bending down in front of me, and few guys copping a feel. That kind of atmosphere always turned me on. For some reason, this new craze of dry humping on a dance floor instead of actually dancing was so hot. It was right then that I saw him. As I was getting my ass felt up, I looked across the room to the bar and saw a man sitting there. He was a big, muscular man in a tight polo shirt and really short jean shorts. We made quick eye contact, but he turned away. I moved away from the massive sex clump on the floor, and had a seat next to this guy. We struck up a conversation. He was really shy, but his voice was so deep and droning that I didn’t care. When he spoke, he hypnotized me. Finally, after a few drinks and some civil conversation, he asks me to dance. I was more than happy to let him loose on my ass. We walked over to the dance floor, and I started going crazy again. It took him a little while, but eventually we were practically fucking on the dance floor. His hands were up my shirt, and I had mine around on his ass. I turned around to look at him, and just as I did, he leaned in and kissed me. It was the best experience of my life. Our lips connected, and sparks flew. We disconnected after what seemed like an eternity, and he whispered in my ear “let’s go get coffee”. I was eager to go anywhere with this man. I gathered my things, and we walked out together. We walked into this small coffee shop on a street corner, grabbed a table, and started talking. Now, conversation seemed to flow. That deep voice of his kept on droning and droning. Finally, I invited him back to my place. It wasn’t until we were walking there that I noticed what he really looked like. He was taller than me, more muscular than me, and hairier than me too. His muscles rippled in his shirt whenever he moved, and the pants he was wearing really showed off his bubble butt and his great bulge. We got back to my place, we put our stuff down, and we instantly embraced and began kissing. It was even better than the first time. Our mesh of bodies moved into the bedroom, and he pinned me down on the bed. His lips began to travel, and before I knew it, he was undoing my pants, kissing my bulge through my favorite thong. Remembering the poppers in my pocket, I take them out, and take a big whiff. Then I offer him some. Now we were really in heaven. He grabbed my thong and pulled it down so f***efully that I didn’t even feel it come off. He began to work his lips all over my rapidly growing cock. God he was amazing. The scruff on his face tickled me as he played with my cock head. Soon, he took my entire cock right down to the base in his mouth. He worked his tongue up and down the shaft, licking my head whenever he came up to it. It took all my self-control not to blow my load right down his throat. He could tell that I was about to peak, and he got up from my cock. He pulled off his pants, revealing a huge, thick, hairy cock. My appetite was insatiable. I took his cock in my hands at first, and then shoved the whole thing down my throat. It was the best cock I ever had. It was thick, juicy, and was just the right length too. I worked his cock for about 10 minutes, and he still showed no sign of climax. I turned around, bent over the bed, and slapped my ass, inviting him inside me. He quickly lubed up my ass and his cock, and then began to tease my hole with his throbbing cock head. I couldn’t take the teasing, so I leaned back a little bit and f***ed his cock inside me. The minute he entered me was a moment of pure ecstasy. I took another hit off my poppers, and I was off. The way his cock felt in my ass was amazing. I could feel it thrusting in and out, in and out. I got into the rhythm, and began to buck my hips to it. This helped him along, and after about 10 glorious minutes, I could feel him twitching, ready to cum. He quickly pushed me flat onto my stomach and laid prone on my back, pinning me to the mattress. He went deep, and it hurt like Hell, bit I loved it. I struggled to get him off of me, but he was stronger than me and had me in his trap. He whispered to stay still, that it would be over in a few minutes. I stopped struggling and felt him slip in deeper. He blew his load. We collapsed together on my bed, and I fell asl**p in his arms.