A Twink's BBC Breeding
I was 22, working for an American summer camp as head staff. My boss wanted to me to attend a management conference in Atlantic City. 3 nights, 4 days. While I was quite young for the role, I wanted to make a good impression on my boss and as it was my first conference. At the same time, being quite young and horny at all times, I also knew this would be plenty of time to maybe encounter some fun. If you've read my other stories, you'd know that by this point, I like to cruise. I love to bottom. I love to find older men or pent up men who need an outlet. I like to serve with either hole. Anyways, I'm getting ahead of myself!
Once I met my boss at the airport, we went to our hotel which the conference was being held in. We planned our itinerary, and she made clear expectations that I don't have to attend every single session if I need a break, and that we could just convene for lunch and/or dinner if we didn't end up seeing each other otherwise. But above all, she emphasized I should have fun, have some drinks, relax, and talk to people.
The first day was simple registration and welcome dinner. It was casual wear, so I had my tight jeans hugging my little bubble butt and a nicer top tucked in. Nothing special happened this night besides an employee catching my eye; black, tall, middle aged, thick muscular but natural looking body, light scruff with a fleck of grey. I checked some dating apps on my phone to see if he was using them, but didn't see anything. Oh well, I thought. There were plenty of messages coming into my phone anyways. I ended my first night quite exhausted from the flight and socializing. I decided not to drink this night and get to sleep a bit early.
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Second day. Morning sessions and lunch pass. I attend my next session but realize I messed up and attended the wrong one. I decided to leave early and just hang out in the hallways for a break. I hopped on my dating apps again to try to set something up for the night. I had been quite situationally unaware as the man that caught my attention last evening walked from behind me and then a few steps ahead. He paused and turned around, taking a big step so that he was just a foot away.
"Hello sir. Do you need help with anything? Are you lost, or looking for something else?", he asked.
Caught off guard, I mumbled something like, "Oh uh no. I just needed a break. I'm okay thanks." He quickly licked his lips in a way not obviously sexual if I wasn't interested, but certainly sexual if I was picking up his signals.
We exchanged a few other words, but it really felt like he saw my phone and was hinting as something. Of course, he probably didn't want to out himself and threaten his job if I wasn't receptive to his advances. But his smell, domineering posture, deep voice and slight Nigerian accent, mixed with his very subtle sexual remark, made me extremely horny once our exchange ended. Admittedly, I fumbled this moment. After he stepped away, I felt like I lost out on something incredible. I quickly darted to the nearby bathroom to jerk off and rid myself of my hard on.
After dinner this day, I saw him again while working the event, this time as the bartender. By this point, I was about 4 beers in with my table and boss. I couldn't stop glancing his way as he was interacting with other guests. I decided to brave it this time and approach him under the guise of getting another drink. As I approached him, other guests left the counter, leaving just he and I momentarily.
Before I could say anything, he happily exclaimed, "Looking for something else, are we?"
"Yes. I would like a Coors, please", stumbling over my words a bit. Where did my confidence go?!
I stood there chatting with him for a bit about the event while we had the time to ourselves. He had these thick forearms with muscle striations when he leaned on the counter closer to me that I wanted to feel. While we didn't exchange any real sexual remarks or playful comments, he made a quick surprise move. He grabbed a marker and napkin, wrote his room number and a number, 11:30 PM, on it. He slid it over the counter to me.
"If you're interested. But if you'll excuse me, there are some guests coming now", he ushered quickly.
I didn't say anything, but did offer an excited nod and big smile. I walked away, thinking that neither of us even asked what each others names were. I had a couple more drinks down there, and then grabbed one more to take to my room so I could prep.
Fast forward to 11:25. I found my way to his room, somehow. At this point, I was quite drunk, and had finished my beer enroute to his room. I went to knock, but found his door was open ajar. I entered, shutting the door and saying hello at the same time. He walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, still with a wet chest and arms. He was certainly thick; half the size a Terry Crews.
"Glad you came. Figured you would after we met the first time." He was so confident in a polite, good mannered way.
"Now. Take your shirt off, keep your pants on, and suck my cock." he ordered right after.
I quickly ripped my shirt off, took my shoes off, and got down on my knees by his front door. I pulled his towel down, revealing a classic BBC: pretty much already hard, thicker than I could wrap my young hand around, and big balls. I wasted no time and took his head into my mouth, wetting it while grabbing his balls.
"Mmm, that's right, boy. I like that, you know what you're doing"
I took more of his cock down my throat until I couldn't anymore, moaning "mhmm" in agreeance with him. Luckily his cock wasn't absurdly long. A strong 7" or so, just thick. A true mouthful.
He grabbed my long blonde hair to pull me up. He gently grabbed my throat and jaw, sticking his tongue in while also squeezing my ass. I felt fully submitted to him. I still had one hand on his cock and the other exploring his thick back. He pulled away after a moment, turned me around, and picked me up by my armpits. He carried me like a toy over to his bed, placing me down in front of of its end. He pushed my back so I folded at my hips, my face now down on the bed. He kissed down my back while unbuttoning my pants. He slid them down, kissing my ass all the while.
"Mmm, looks just like I thought it would" he said as he spread my ass. He spit on my hole and then lashed it with his tongue. He would offer deep, bass-filled moans into my ass as he ate me out. I spread my legs to help him, but he pushed them back close together. I think he liked feeling my full cheeks on his face.
He pulled away from my ass and threw me up on the bed, spread eagle on my stomach. He grabbed his lube and asked if he should use a condom. We cleared up our health histories (and PREP) and he was fingering my ass. His fingers felt thick, but I was drunk and quite receptive.
He laid on top of me, rubbing his cock through my cheeks and he pressed his weight into them. I felt even more submitted to him in this moment, as I knew I physically couldn't exit this position. He pressed his cock into my hole, taking tons of time to let it sit and me adjust to it. It didn't take too long, though it was a bit overwhelming in sensation with his thickness. I remember loving the first time he was in his full-length as I could feel his balls rest on my taint.
He fucked me with long, slow strokes. I felt like I melted into his bed as his weight crushed me in a sexy way and his cock was as deep as it could get into me. This feeling lasted forever; I had no idea how long were in this position. I know I was sweating and so was he.
He pulled out and flipped me onto my back. He pushed my feet pretty much beside my head so that my ass was up and open. I felt exposed and ready. He re-entered me with ease, grabbing under my knees and going harder this time. I felt his entire weight with each thrust break my ass. I was moaning as loud as I could ever since it was a hotel room. He grabbed my cock; without jerking me off, and after a few minutes of his strokes, I came up my body and onto my own throat. He leaned in and licked my neck. I whispered into his ear to cum in my ass, grabbing his ass and trying to push him deeper in. He went his full-length, held it in, and came hard.
He pulled out, leaving me in the same position. He slapped his cock around my hole. I could hear how wet it was. I asked him to put it back in.
"You want me to push that load back in? If you can take it, I can cum again"
"Fuck, let's try it"
He pushed any leaking cum back in. He resumed his previous hard strokes, but quickly put my ass back down on the bed, still flat on my back, legs up, as he slid back in while hugging my legs. He stroked hard and fast; I grabbed the headboard behind me. In just a few minutes, he came again, filling my ass.
"Aahhhh fuck man. That was hot as fuck. You take cock real good." He pulled out, straddled my chest, and slapped his cum-covered cock on my face and mouth. I cleaned his tip.
~~~~~~~
From here, we cleaned and chatted for a little while. I still fondled his cock in amaze. We of course coordinated times we could play for subsequent days. He said he might have a friend around that could be into it if I was. He also found out I was bi and had a GF. I showed him a faceless photo and a nude she is willing to share, and we fantasized about him breeding me and her multiple times in the same night. She's petite with a great ass, and is great with anal.
Once I met my boss at the airport, we went to our hotel which the conference was being held in. We planned our itinerary, and she made clear expectations that I don't have to attend every single session if I need a break, and that we could just convene for lunch and/or dinner if we didn't end up seeing each other otherwise. But above all, she emphasized I should have fun, have some drinks, relax, and talk to people.
The first day was simple registration and welcome dinner. It was casual wear, so I had my tight jeans hugging my little bubble butt and a nicer top tucked in. Nothing special happened this night besides an employee catching my eye; black, tall, middle aged, thick muscular but natural looking body, light scruff with a fleck of grey. I checked some dating apps on my phone to see if he was using them, but didn't see anything. Oh well, I thought. There were plenty of messages coming into my phone anyways. I ended my first night quite exhausted from the flight and socializing. I decided not to drink this night and get to sleep a bit early.
~~~~
Second day. Morning sessions and lunch pass. I attend my next session but realize I messed up and attended the wrong one. I decided to leave early and just hang out in the hallways for a break. I hopped on my dating apps again to try to set something up for the night. I had been quite situationally unaware as the man that caught my attention last evening walked from behind me and then a few steps ahead. He paused and turned around, taking a big step so that he was just a foot away.
"Hello sir. Do you need help with anything? Are you lost, or looking for something else?", he asked.
Caught off guard, I mumbled something like, "Oh uh no. I just needed a break. I'm okay thanks." He quickly licked his lips in a way not obviously sexual if I wasn't interested, but certainly sexual if I was picking up his signals.
We exchanged a few other words, but it really felt like he saw my phone and was hinting as something. Of course, he probably didn't want to out himself and threaten his job if I wasn't receptive to his advances. But his smell, domineering posture, deep voice and slight Nigerian accent, mixed with his very subtle sexual remark, made me extremely horny once our exchange ended. Admittedly, I fumbled this moment. After he stepped away, I felt like I lost out on something incredible. I quickly darted to the nearby bathroom to jerk off and rid myself of my hard on.
After dinner this day, I saw him again while working the event, this time as the bartender. By this point, I was about 4 beers in with my table and boss. I couldn't stop glancing his way as he was interacting with other guests. I decided to brave it this time and approach him under the guise of getting another drink. As I approached him, other guests left the counter, leaving just he and I momentarily.
Before I could say anything, he happily exclaimed, "Looking for something else, are we?"
"Yes. I would like a Coors, please", stumbling over my words a bit. Where did my confidence go?!
I stood there chatting with him for a bit about the event while we had the time to ourselves. He had these thick forearms with muscle striations when he leaned on the counter closer to me that I wanted to feel. While we didn't exchange any real sexual remarks or playful comments, he made a quick surprise move. He grabbed a marker and napkin, wrote his room number and a number, 11:30 PM, on it. He slid it over the counter to me.
"If you're interested. But if you'll excuse me, there are some guests coming now", he ushered quickly.
I didn't say anything, but did offer an excited nod and big smile. I walked away, thinking that neither of us even asked what each others names were. I had a couple more drinks down there, and then grabbed one more to take to my room so I could prep.
Fast forward to 11:25. I found my way to his room, somehow. At this point, I was quite drunk, and had finished my beer enroute to his room. I went to knock, but found his door was open ajar. I entered, shutting the door and saying hello at the same time. He walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, still with a wet chest and arms. He was certainly thick; half the size a Terry Crews.
"Glad you came. Figured you would after we met the first time." He was so confident in a polite, good mannered way.
"Now. Take your shirt off, keep your pants on, and suck my cock." he ordered right after.
I quickly ripped my shirt off, took my shoes off, and got down on my knees by his front door. I pulled his towel down, revealing a classic BBC: pretty much already hard, thicker than I could wrap my young hand around, and big balls. I wasted no time and took his head into my mouth, wetting it while grabbing his balls.
"Mmm, that's right, boy. I like that, you know what you're doing"
I took more of his cock down my throat until I couldn't anymore, moaning "mhmm" in agreeance with him. Luckily his cock wasn't absurdly long. A strong 7" or so, just thick. A true mouthful.
He grabbed my long blonde hair to pull me up. He gently grabbed my throat and jaw, sticking his tongue in while also squeezing my ass. I felt fully submitted to him. I still had one hand on his cock and the other exploring his thick back. He pulled away after a moment, turned me around, and picked me up by my armpits. He carried me like a toy over to his bed, placing me down in front of of its end. He pushed my back so I folded at my hips, my face now down on the bed. He kissed down my back while unbuttoning my pants. He slid them down, kissing my ass all the while.
"Mmm, looks just like I thought it would" he said as he spread my ass. He spit on my hole and then lashed it with his tongue. He would offer deep, bass-filled moans into my ass as he ate me out. I spread my legs to help him, but he pushed them back close together. I think he liked feeling my full cheeks on his face.
He pulled away from my ass and threw me up on the bed, spread eagle on my stomach. He grabbed his lube and asked if he should use a condom. We cleared up our health histories (and PREP) and he was fingering my ass. His fingers felt thick, but I was drunk and quite receptive.
He laid on top of me, rubbing his cock through my cheeks and he pressed his weight into them. I felt even more submitted to him in this moment, as I knew I physically couldn't exit this position. He pressed his cock into my hole, taking tons of time to let it sit and me adjust to it. It didn't take too long, though it was a bit overwhelming in sensation with his thickness. I remember loving the first time he was in his full-length as I could feel his balls rest on my taint.
He fucked me with long, slow strokes. I felt like I melted into his bed as his weight crushed me in a sexy way and his cock was as deep as it could get into me. This feeling lasted forever; I had no idea how long were in this position. I know I was sweating and so was he.
He pulled out and flipped me onto my back. He pushed my feet pretty much beside my head so that my ass was up and open. I felt exposed and ready. He re-entered me with ease, grabbing under my knees and going harder this time. I felt his entire weight with each thrust break my ass. I was moaning as loud as I could ever since it was a hotel room. He grabbed my cock; without jerking me off, and after a few minutes of his strokes, I came up my body and onto my own throat. He leaned in and licked my neck. I whispered into his ear to cum in my ass, grabbing his ass and trying to push him deeper in. He went his full-length, held it in, and came hard.
He pulled out, leaving me in the same position. He slapped his cock around my hole. I could hear how wet it was. I asked him to put it back in.
"You want me to push that load back in? If you can take it, I can cum again"
"Fuck, let's try it"
He pushed any leaking cum back in. He resumed his previous hard strokes, but quickly put my ass back down on the bed, still flat on my back, legs up, as he slid back in while hugging my legs. He stroked hard and fast; I grabbed the headboard behind me. In just a few minutes, he came again, filling my ass.
"Aahhhh fuck man. That was hot as fuck. You take cock real good." He pulled out, straddled my chest, and slapped his cum-covered cock on my face and mouth. I cleaned his tip.
~~~~~~~
From here, we cleaned and chatted for a little while. I still fondled his cock in amaze. We of course coordinated times we could play for subsequent days. He said he might have a friend around that could be into it if I was. He also found out I was bi and had a GF. I showed him a faceless photo and a nude she is willing to share, and we fantasized about him breeding me and her multiple times in the same night. She's petite with a great ass, and is great with anal.
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