Shopping distraction.

I was hoping to have a fun NEW sexploit to tell you about today. The meeting did happen, but it was one of those days when you wonder if it's all worth the effort.

In short, I live not far from a 'Business jet' airport. About 6 months ago, I was messaged by pilot staying at a hotel not too far away. He's 35, Serbian, quite closeted. We did meet on that occasion enjoying an intense 45 minute fuck session, though he's one of those guys who's a lot of talk about what a dirty time he likes...but it's mostly fantasy and the reality is very different.

So, yesterday, out of the blue, I got another message from him. He had a guy going to his hotel this morning, wanted a 3rd...I agreed, blah blah blah. There was even a 4th guy in the offing. Well...in theory, 5th, as a guy I've met half a dozen times also expressed an interest. It was all arranged and I knew which hotel he was in, though not which room.

Anyway...the pilot went AWOL this morning...until right at the time we were due to meet when I got a message from him saying that he's forgotten to bring his PrEP, so would I be ok with NOT BB. I don't mind covering up if need be...HOWEVER, it was all so last minute...and having made plans round the original meet time, I said I would let him know if I have time later. I didn't think to ask, but there was no mention of the 3rd, or 4th guys.

I DID meet him later, for a very quick fuck on the way home from shopping. It was a specific request which arrived while pondering which Humus to buy, while in Costco!

I assumed his other dates didn't turn up or something!

I wasn't sure it was worth writing about however.....

I turned up to find the door on the latch. I went into a fairly standard, darkened, hotel room. He was standing at the end of the bed with a towel around him and nothing else.

I remembered that last time we met, the expression on his face when I arrived was rather like he was expecting me to murder him any second. Of course, he soon relaxed once I got my cock out, but you would think that having met me before, he would be more relaxed from the start this time. But, no. He still looked terrified.

He's about 5.10, short blond hair of a neat, but nondescript style. He's what I'd describe as a very average bloke. Not unpleasant to look at, in fair shape, with pale, smooth skin and maybe an extra kilo or two more than ideal..... but ok. His uncut cock was very average too, with a trimmed bush, darker than the hair on his head.

Perhaps I sound mildly critical in my description. It's not meant that way, it's just there's nothing remarkable, unusual or exciting to mention.

We briefly exchanged pleasantries.

Ever have that moment where you're standing in front of a fella who's up for a session...and wondered if you can really be bothered? Well, I can't say I often get to such a late stage before having doubts...but that was me this afternoon. As I've mentioned a couple of times before, what I get up to with someone is a lot less important than any mutual connection of some kind. For instance, the experience written about in 'Wanna Ride' wasn't great sex - as such, but the sexual tension alone was awesome. None of that very apparent here,

Anyway, I shouldn't moan.

To be fair, this was only arranged as a quickie in the end, so I should never have had great expectations. I sat on the end of the bed and pulled the white towel to one side, dropping it to the floor. His uncut cock was in a semi aroused state, so cupping his tight, round ball sack in one hand, I use the free hand to lift his rapidly stiffening tool into my mouth. He was already shaky. It wasn't cold in the room and I don't flatter myself imagining it was the excitement of being 'with me', but I suspect it was just that he had been horned up for so long, he just needed to get on with it.

He describes himself as vers/bttm....but I remember from last time, he doesn't seem to much into the 'vers' bit. I did ride him for a while but he showed no interest in topping, as such, so I wasn't too concerned about it happening this time. besides, I only had one, large, condom with me (which I need. It's not the length..it's the width, remember ;-), so unless he had some of his own, it wasn't happening anyway.

He placed his hands on my head as I attached my splayed hands on to his arse cheeks. To be fair, his arse is probably his best feature. Naturally smooth, pert but narrow hipped. With my hands on him, the shaking was more evident.

Much as I hadn't been terribly horny, with a mouth full of rock solid cock, 2 hands full of nice firm cheeks and an incredibly horned up bloke to fuck.....I quite quickly started to get into the moment...as was brought to my attention by the discomfort of a 'swelling' which had no room to move in my jeans. Parting my legs more, pushing my knees out sideways, I could feel my sleeping snake uncurling, slowly seeking out a route to escape captivity. While waving my legs about to help, the pilot was now adding some hip action, gently fucking my face, while he was also rocking my head back and forth, in unison with body movement. Both actions were fairly gentle, but the combined movements mean his meat was almost leaving my warm, wet, mouth and then plunging back in..balls deep.

Every now and then his whole body would shudder. Whereas 15 mins earlier, I wouldn't have been too concerned if he quickly blasted a load down my throat, now, my dick wanted some of the action, so it was on my mind that where he'd picked up a nice rhythm already, he might well cum a bit too soon.

I felt the need to change things about, so pulling away from him, I lay back on the bed and undid the button and zip of my jeans. I kicked off my trainers and started pushing my jeans and boxers down. I lifted my legs to his hands indicating he could pull the clothing from my legs. He willing obliged...pulling the jeans..and boxers with them, free of my hips and legs, causing my now erect penis to 'ping' to freedom, slapping back heavily against me. He simultaneously dropped my clothes and to his knees, and throwing his arm over my thighs engulfed my stiffy like he was literally going to devour it. giving him a few moments to get into it, I then wrapped my legs around his waist which have me the leverage to fuck his face. It must have been a little uncomfortable as he soon removed my took from his mouth, tilted his head sideways and then held my cock against his pursed lips, letting me provide the motion.

I probably hadn't been in the room more than 15 minutes by this point...but it was all moving along quite swiftly. I knew my condom was in my jeans pocket , just by his knees, but I wondered if there was anything else being provided. Momentarily twisting my head back, I saw a tube of what I guess was lube, on the bedside unit. Noted!

When done with that particular position, I relaxed my legs and reaching down to his arms, I started to pull him towards me. He followed the direction until he was on all fours, over me. I continued to 'push' him past me, until his member hovered over my face like a wind blown stalactite. The placing wasn't quite right, as it was his balls which ended up in my mouth and he spread his legs and lowered his groin on to my face. His sack is tight and firm..rather like his arse. For a few moments I enjoyed licking the creases either side of his cojones, burying my face. It made me keen to get to his sweet arse, so I soon slipped from between his legs and stood at the and of the bed, to turn and collect the condom..

Rejoining him on the bed, his splayed thighs inviting me to spread his cheeks and dive in, licking and tonguing that private place. He was squeaky clean and very responsive. I rimmed him for at lest 10 minutes. At one point he reached back and pushed my face deeper into his hole, whimpering how good it felt. I raised him up on his knees properly, eating his butt and slowly massaging his balls.

Blindly, I unwrapped the condom and wrapped my throbbing nob. Without giving warming I then stepped to the side of the bed to take up what I hoped was lube. It was. I moved to his right more than I needed to, as I wanted him to see I had a condom on...to save any conversation or uncertainly. As I was, he did notice, so there was no resistance when, with a health dollop of gel, I was easily able to easy open his pucker and slip my nob head inside. It was a nice smooth, tight but friction free entry. His gasps suggesting the feeling of my hot rod in his anus, was welcome.

Nothing flowery about the next bit...I just ploughed into his arse, slapping my body against his pale cheeks. The angles all seemed to be right. He was comfortable and easy fuck. Leaning back slightly, I was able to enjoy the view of my manhood pumping his hump hole. The erotic view was mildly invigorating which had the net result of me humping him faster, him grunting or exclaiming his approval ('Oh Yeeeaaas') with each thrust.

In time I noticed he was supporting himself on one arm and a shoulder, while masturbating. Not something I wanted to miss.

There was a short flurry of activity as I repositioned myself, laying on the bed with him astride me. There was an urgency about the way he positioned the tip of my fuck stick on his open hole and without delay, lowered himself as far as he could, before taking up his riding activity. His movement seemed large and exaggerated. His eyes were half closed, his expression, almost as if in pain. Clearly it wasn't pain and he arched his back, spread his legs as wide as he could and placed his hands on his heels for support. His rigid cock was flailing around then slapping against my body with the motion. The sound he was making now matched his action, letting out a rhythmic 'Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...' every time he lowered himself on to my cock...causing it to plunge into the deepest part of his anus.

Without moving the position of his body, he looked down at me briefly and managed to force out the words. 'My diiiick. Take my diiiick', as if desperate.

Taking his balls in one hand and his cock in the other..it took a few strokes to get my hand placement right, but then I was holding still, while he fucked my hand. There was a higher pitched, 'Ah, Ah , Ah, Ah.....' now, as the pace slowed almost unnoticeably as the sliding back and forth became more deliberate and somehow, intense...until, quite suddenly he stopped all movement, let out one 'Ah'' that was high pitched enough to stop dogs in their tracks...shuddered....and ejected 3 large, watery shots of spunk into the air, each falling back on to my hand. The rocking motion resumed, slowly...but now it was my turn to push up in to him. as the white juices continued to dribble from his dick.

My thrusts were short and quick to start with, but he soon got the measure of what was happening..holding himself in a position which meant I ram myself into him with more deliberate force. The sight of his orgasm was the final push I needed. Almost transfixed with the jizz covered hand and cock combination...now slowly rubbing his cum in, in no time at all, it was me forcing my head back into the bed, my face contorted as I pushed into him hard ...spurting my salty seed deep inside him, pushing and pushing and pushing...oblivious to all around me...only the numbing and intense orgasm.

Suddenly.,..he felt heavy on me. As the sensations subsided, I relaxed. He relaxed. Me still inside him...we remained quite for a few moments. We were spent.

We did have a short conversation, but about 35 mins after I arrived, I was on my way home with the shopping. Wasn't SO bad after all.

Not the pilot..but a similar arse I got to enjoy.