The Original Naked Panda

Allow me to set it straight...

First of all, I didn’t actively seek this little nigga out. I actually tried to avoid him. He was adamant on the connection, I thought he over-hyped his skillset, and I was a little intrigued to see if he could keep up. 

When he arrived, we chatted for about forty-five minutes over a bottle of whiskey. He was slim, had a nice tight frame. His mouth had a polite pout and his hazel eyes were now low and red from the “j” we smoked. 

I kept catching his glimpses at the bulge in my lap, “You got to work in the morning?” I asked him.

“I don’t have to go into work until later so, I am pretty much free.” He replied through a smile. He was damn near perfect, beautiful skin, body, face, and smile. I just knew this was the bottom to fuck up my situation, and that made my dick rock hard. 

He stood up and took his shirt off, his tight abs smoldered in the light from the tv across the room. He leaned in and kissed me. “Are you not into kissing?” He asked softly. 

“I usually don’t.” His lips were still on mine and his hand was gripping my dick. He was stroking me gently. He was slow and consistent. I stood up so he could slide my sweats off; my dick fell out of them, hard and heavy. 

I like the look of surprise on his face when he realized the length and girth, he got to his knees and began to suck my dick down to the base. He slightly gags and spits up down my #nuttsac. 

He was tireless shoving my nine and a half #fuckmeat down his tight wet throat. I could see the thicking in his neck where my dick touched his clavicle. the string of spit that connected the distance between his beautiful mouth and my engorged dick showed in a shadow across the room. 

He rose to his feet the #loverope still tied to around my dick, he slid out of what was left of his clothing. I turned off the tv, lit some incense, and lit a few candles. I laid on my king size bed, and he climbed behind me. 

This time... I kissed him,

Gripping his soft #bubblebutt. He rubbed his hands down my chest and arms, he was tiny in my lap. He grabbed my face, cradling my jaw in his hands. I put his body down, his legs rose to his chest and his dick laid limp on his stomach, a true bottom, he didn’t use the huge blessing between his legs. He was slightly feminine, knowing that soon he met the #bussywhisperer. 

Licking on his hole and kissing his cheeks, I suck his gooch. His body jumps with excitement. I finger his pretty ass, sticking my fingers deep inside of his gorgeous body. I suck on his nipples while I open him up and can feel him getting wetter. 

“Let me suck your dick while you eat me out.” He said. I obliged. 

He throated my dick down to the balls. He throated me till he gagged, making his tiny hole wink, his body tighten up. The thought of him doing that while I stretched his ass. He got up and slid his bussy the length of my thick dick. 

He slipped me into him- don’t really care what anyone else says, there is nothing that can compare to sliding into a nice warm ass. I began to stroke him long, deep, and slow. He moaned softly gasping gently for air. I could feel him relax, and begin to open up.

I put my hand on the small of his back, pressing his chest to mine, his ass- as if on command, rose and fell. Soft gasps on my cheek, gentle moans in my ear canal, and tender kisses on my earlobe.

He put his hands on my chest and began sucking my dick with his colon. Gripping, grinding and pushing against my thick dick. I could feel him begin to drip down my scrotum. The nails in his small hands digging into my yellow skin.

I sat up, sliding out of him, “chest down-ass up.” His eyes smiled with longing. I reached in the nightstand beside the bed and pulled out my favorite bottle of #poppers. I hadn't opened the bottle yet.

“What’s that?” He asked.

“Ever tried poppers?”

“No.”

“Here, have a sniff,” I said unwrapping.

“What is it supposed to do?”

“Why don’t I show you, it’s better experienced than told.” My reply made him grin.

“What am I supposed to do?”

I shook the bottle, “You take the cap off, I use a piece of fabric over the mouth of the bottle and sniff while closing one nostril.”

While he took his first hit ever, I began to lick on his beautiful butthole. I always had a thing for deep milky chocolate skin, on any gender, but on this small toned and submissive bottom boy, was enough for me to stay ready.

He exhaled as I slid in. He was met with a double dose of pleasure, he felt more relaxed than before, I slowly long stroked his bussy until I reached his second hole. This is where I lived, and he soon invited me to stay.

The pressing of our bodies, the sound of our skin slapping together, the explosion of heat between us. The world fell silent as took him from behind. Kissing him while I buried this dick I deeper and deeper into him. digging him out searching for his pleasure spot.

He sat a little further down and I found it. His once soft breathy moans where now roars of passion. We were in deep water now, outside the birds could be heard tuning their songs, and the faintest traces of sunlight can be noticed.

I placed my hands around his throat, still, through these 4 hours of straight fucking, it really dawned on me just how much smaller he was next to me. He placed his hands on my wrist gripping me tight.

“I’m gonna cum!” He hoarsely whispered, “please, don’t stop!”

A long stroke picked up speed and force.

“Bang me out, daddy.” He was so wet I was sure that we’d made a mess, he pressed his back to my chest with his hands on my thighs, and the elephant trunk between his knees semi-erect began to shoot loads of cum all over my California King Bed.

When his climax was through, I shoved two fingers down his throat, while gripping his throat, he grabbed my wrist and began to gag and spit-up. The pulses that it sent through his body, I was close. My dick stiffened, cocked and ready to release.

“FLOOD ME, BABY.” He managed to say before I emptied my nut in his #lovetunnel. I pulled out, and he squeezed every drop out on the way.

We showered, he throated me in the steaming shower I gave him a facial in the now freezing water. He put on his clothes, I slept on my couch, laundry will be done in the morning.