Manlove in Black & White

It was the second time I had rented a room at the cheap motel off the truck route on the east side of town. The place was a notorious hookup spot. Horny guys from all walks of life would show up knowing they were certain to find an easy hole in which to dump a load. On that particular afternoon, my eager hole was on the menu.

Perched in the doorway of room 273, with a commanding view of the parking lot, I noticed his Jerry’s Plumbing truck as he parked. The plumber scanned the open breezeway of the motel as he stepped out of his truck. Slipping his wedding band into the front pocket of his jeans, he spotted me looking his way. With a slight nod of acknowledgment, he grabbed his bulging crotch. I returned the signal by turning my back to him and briefly lowering the back of my shorts. He gave a wide grin and was soon climbing the stairs up to my room. Game on.

“You want some dick, boy?” the plumber asked as he crossed the threshold to my room, closing the door behind him.

“Yes, sir,” I replied eagerly. It was then that he inquired about my rates and I told him that I don’t charge—that I just like to get fucked.

“You legal?” he questioned, appraising me. “I don’t need to get busted with an underage.”

“I’m twenty,” I answered truthfully. “I just look young for my age.”

The plumber seemed satisfied with my response as he pulled off his briefs. A thick, beer-can cock flopped against his hairy thigh. My ass twitched, knowing he was going to destroy me with that hole splitter.

“How do you want me?” I ascertained, pulling off my shorts.

“On all fours—on top of the bed,” he directed as he spotted a bottle of lube on the bed table and began to apply a couple pumps of the slippery substance onto his hardened cock. I quickly followed orders and got into position atop the bed.

“Spread your legs wider,” he commanded, pulling my feet apart as he prepared to mount me from behind. His hands went to my hips as his hard cock sought entrance to me, pushing against the puckered folds of my boy cunt.

“FUUUCK,” I screamed as he impaled me with one violent thrust, his weight pushing me into the bed as my knees gave out from under him. A white-hot flash of pain surged through my body and clouded my vision as his thick tool stretched me to the limit.

Pushing himself into a plank above me, his elbows locked with his hands knuckling the bed on either side of me, he began an unrelenting assault on my hole. At first, I tried to get him to slow up—to give me a chance to adjust to the brutal savagery of his incredible girth. But my pleas were ignored as I gripped the flimsy, cum-stained motel sheet under me.

“You like this big dick up your ass?” the plumber inquired, his low-hangers slapping against my hole.

“Yes, sir,” I managed to reply. “Your cock feels so fucking good inside me.” And it was the truth. The initial pain had subsided and I was reveling in the sublime feeling of fullness that had overtaken me. The guy was dominating me, using and destroying me as he routed my depths with his magnificent cock. I wanted the ride to last forever but, alas, all good things must come to an end.

“You want my load?” he demanded urgently, sweat dripping onto me from his body, a wet slapping echoing off the walls as he increased his pace. “You want me to cum up your ass?”

“YES,” I begged. “Fuckin’ breed me.”

Instantly, he began to grunt like a wild boar as his cock pulsed within me, flooding my guts with spurt after spurt of his warm seed. “Yeah, take this nut,” he exclaimed as his hairy balls continued to empty inside me.

His big cock held still within my conquered cunt, his weight upon me. I smiled in blissful delight as he softly kissed the back of my neck, his silver mustache tickling me, his warm breath slowly returning to normal.

“You wanna join me for a slice of pie at the diner next door?” he invited as he pulled out of me, his load dripping from my wrecked hole. “They serve up a killer banana cream.”

“Thanks,” I smiled, “but I’m gonna stay here and maybe take some more cock.”

“Suit yourself,” he shrugged, stuffing his spent cock back into his briefs before dressing and leaving me ass up on the bed.

The plumber returned twenty minutes later with a slice of banana cream pie for me in a clear, takeout container. Taking a seat by the window, he watched as a hung, hairy guy in an unbuttoned Mike the Mechanic work shirt proceeded to plow my used hole.

After the hairy mechanic had seeded me and left, the plumber ate out my cream pie on the bed as I shoveled the banana cream pie into my mouth. When I had finished the pie, he licked my fingers clean and then pushed my arms over my head, dominating me as he stretched my cummy hole with his thick cock and prepared to breed me for the second time that afternoon.