Met him in the nearby HDB estate for coffee - KC (not his real name) looked better than his Jackd photos, sporty Chinese guy in his late 20s, looked like he was fresh out of military service, or maybe he was a regular. He was cagey about what he did for a living, and I didn’t push. We’d chatted late last night, but it was too late to meet, so we arranged to have a light breakfast together in the morning at a well-known vegetarian stall.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He had a handsome face, square jaw, and thick black plastic glasses that framed his big slightly slanted eyes. His face and arms had a golden brown tan, deeper than my own light brown shade, although his shoulders were lighter down to midway up his biceps - and he had muscly arms, but not in a bulky way. Fairly broad through the shoulders, but not as broad as me - generally well-built, lean and muscular, but smaller frame than mine.
When we finished eating we walked back to my place. From our quiet conversation he said he was horny to be fucked, and that got me horny, too - both of us were casually dressed in shorts and fitted tank tops, and I could see his hard body, t-shirt tan lines and erect nipples as well as the swell in his shorts. I couldn’t tahan and I tried a move I had seen on a Tumblr video - in the lift on the way up, I licked my index finger and slipped my hand down the back of his shorts, found his hole and pushed it in. Fuck, that drove him wild: he grunted and moaned and smiled, turning his body towards me and coming into my arms so that he was pressed against me, gasping and grunting, with my right arm wrapped around him, my finger moving inside him. Lucky no one was waiting for the lift on my floor.
I let him go so we could get out of the lift, and walked with him down the corridor to my condo. When we turned the corner to the large open space outside my apartment, he pulled out his wallet and tugged down the back of his shorts. He was wearing a jockstrap (I could see the blue straps on the back of his thighs) which framed his fair (and smooth) round bum beautifully and left his asshole bare.
I pushed him against the grille gate, and squatted down to eat out his ass. It was clean, smooth and pink, beautiful, and had a clean soap smell and a hint of musk. I didn’t rim him long. He made some really loud noises so I stopped, stood up and covered his mouth with one hand and fingered him again like before. He was quieter, but very active, bucking his ass against my hand and panting and grunting.
I pulled my finger out and ran that hand up his body under his tank top, feeling his flat abs and firm pecs - not too big and bulky, but definitely hard and developed. Took my other hand off his mouth and cupped the front of his shorts. I could feel his erection as he rubbed himself against my hand.
I let go of him. KC pulled up his shorts and stepped away from the gate, long enough for me to get out my keys and let us in. He got out of his shoes and walked in ahead of me, leaving me to padlock the gate and shut the door. When I turned around, he was bouncing on his heels.
“Where do you want me?” he said. I’d put out a couple of towels ahead of time, and I grabbed them from the dining table.
“Shower time,” I said, and just like that, KC stripped off, pulling down his shorts and jockstrap in one move that let his hard cock spring up and slap his belly. It was sizeable, uncut with a long foreskin thar extended beyond the head even when he was fully hard. He also had a nearly trimmed pubic bush, and smooth pink balls that were quite pulled up, as well as a triangular tanline (from Speedos?) that left his crotch and ass (as I had seen before) quite fair. He took off his glasses, then crossed his arms in front of him and pulled off his tank top, showing his arm pits, with a neat line of hair in each. His torso was lightly tanned, too, although it was obvious that he spent more time in the sun wearing a sleeved t-shirt. He had beautiful abs, not sharply defined, but a visible six-pack nonetheless. Nice chest, too - his nipples were a slightly darker shade of brown than his skin, and they were both tight and erect, on the outside edges of his slightly mounded pecs.
I got naked, too, and he couldn’t help himself from reaching out to stroke my own half-hard cock, already a decent size even though I wasn’t as hard as him. He let me take my clothes off, and then stepped in close to put his arms around my neck and pull me down for a kiss. KC was a good kisser, and our bodies and dicks pressed together too - made me harder. I put my hands on his bum, spreading them and making him moan even as our mouths and tongues were entangled. He pulled back and smiled at me - and I used the middle finger of one hand and ran it around the edge of his hole.
“Fuck la, make me horny only,” he said, and pumped his hips, sliding his cock against mine.
Now he was making me horny, so I took him into the guest bathroom where we showered together. We focused first on getting clean, and then we played a bit - turned out that KC’s nipples were sensitive and he moaned and groaned and panted when I played with them. I turned the shower off and stood behind him, my cock nestled against the top part of his butt crack, teasing his nipples gently and watching his cock bounce, his head against my chest, his ass rubbing against my dick.
We towelled ourselves dry and I introduced him to the chaise, sitting on the edge with my legs spread to either side, my rod sticking up in front of me.
“Warm me up?” I said, and KC got on his knees, swallowing my dick and moving his head up and down on it. I put a hand behind his head and forced him down to take more of it in, and he bravely deepthroated me, and even put up his hands to reach for my chest. I relented and let him go back to a more shallow blowjob while he teased and rubbed my nipples, looking up at me to see my reaction. That felt good, and after a while I was getting too close, so I gently eased him off my cock. I leaned back on the chaise and lifted my legs, and told KC to lick my balls and my hole.
Getting my balls licked is a turn on, but when KC rimmed me enthusiastically, I nearly shot my load. He ran his tongue around my hole, kissed it and then stuck his tongue in a bit and wiggled it around, fuck it felt good.
I was fully hard, my own foreskin slipping back off my cockhead, leaking precum. Time to fuck, I thought, but I wasn’t finished with KC yet. I stood up and fed him my rod again, this time holding his head in place as I slowly face fucked him, deeper and deeper till he gagged. Gotta show a little dominance sometimes. I let him go, and he wiped a little saliva off his chin with the back of his hand.
I squatted a bit, hooked my arms under KC’s, and lifted him right off where he was kneeling on the floor - he instinctively crossed his legs behind my back and put his arms around my neck and we kissed with me carrying him. He was strong, too, which helped. I turned around and deposited him gently on the chaise, and he let me go, sliding up the seat till he was half upright against the slanted back.
I straddled the chaise, bent over to kiss him some more, and then worked my way down his body. I felt up his muscular arms while I slurped on his tits - he was completely helpless, groaning like a wild thing, and then when I held his hands up above his head and licked his pits he lost it, moaning and writhing. I kissed my way down his abs, and grabbed his cock, holding it firmly and sliding the foreskin back and forth, milking a few drops of precum from his slit. I paused to look up at him, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.
“Please,” he said, softly and in a low voice, “please.”
I pulled down his foreskin all the way, freeing the slight mushroom of his head. His cock was pretty thin, the shaft an even thickness all the way up to where the blunt head flared out a bit. It was a dark red, swollen and firm, like an upside down strawberry. I licked up the underside of it, and across the slit, tasting the light tanginess of the bead of precum I had milked out, before taking only the head into my mouth.
KC gasped as I sucked on it like a sweet and let out a low moan as I opened my mouth wider, pressing my lips against his cock as I slid the entire length of it into my mouth. I deepthroated him, succesfully controlling my need to gag as I took him all the way into my mouth, my lips pressed against the pubes at the base.
“You better stop,” KC said, “I might cum.” When I took my mouth off his cock, I saw that his eyes were a little glazed, and he had both hands on his chest, rubbing his thumbs in small circles on his nipples.
“We cum together, ok?” I said, and KC lifted his legs high up towards his chest and spread them to either side. He reached under his thighs and spread his cheeks with his hands, holding his legs up with his forearms.
My supplies were nearby, and I quickly rolled on a condom. Before I lubed up, I squatted down to rim him, repeating the treatment that he had given me. He whimpered and moaned and groaned even more than the last time I had eaten him out, but this time we were inside so I didn’t stop.
I got the bottle of lube and lubed myself up, and then lubed him up, sticking a finger in (like before) and when I saw how much he was enjoying it (based on the animal grunting he was making), I put in another finger. I was finger fucking his ass with three fingers by the time he asked for more.
“Please,” he said, even lower than before, panting, “I want your cock inside.”
“You want me to fuck you?” I said, stroking my dick with more lube.
“Yes,” he said, desire and lust in his eyes.
“I want you to fuck me,” he said.
“Fuck me,” he said, louder, pleading.
“I want your cock,” he said, “please. I be your bitch.” Almost begging.
I bent my knees and rubbed the condomed head of my dick against his hole. His begging was really turning me on. The thought of this manly guy, quite a hunk, demeaning himself, and I was swollen and rock hard, heavy and firm.
I wiped my lubed hand against KC’s body, resting it on his chest, and then leaned forward as I pressed into him. All the fingering had loosened him up a bit, and I slipped in fairly easily, although he was still nice and tight.
“Aaah, FUCK,” KC groaned as I forced my way past his muscle, “So big!” and then I was in. Because of the angle, I was in a sort of push-up position; my legs straight, my toes against the floor, and I braced against the chaise next to KC’s body with one hand and against his chest with the other as I bounced my dick into and out of his ass, long, deep thrusts that made him rumble low in his throat as I fucked him.
We kissed as I fucked him, me breathing heavily and him groaning as I kept up the slow, steady ploughing. When I pushed up off him, and sped up, I think I hit his spot, because he changed to a high pitched whimpering, his eyes rolled up, gripping the sides of the chaise as I fucked into him.
I was pretty horned up myself at this point, so no fancy position changes. I just stood up, pulled KC down towards the end of the chaise, and continued fucking, this time faster than before. I jacked his cock as I pumped him vigourously, hard and maybe a little rough. He was moanind softly “oh, oh, oh” as I thrust into him, and I was grunting.
I was close, and I sped up a little, slipping KC’s foreskin faster over his cock in time with my thrusts.
“I’m gonna cum,” I said, “Are you gonna cum, too?”
He wasn’t too far gone to reply, luckily.
“Yeah, yeah, YEAH CUMMING!” he said, squirting several thick ropes of cum into the air and across his abs as I pulled back his foreskin completely, held his cock still and slammed into him shooting my own load with my last few thrusts.
KC blinked a few times and looked up at me, the sense coming back into his eyes.
“So good,” he said, “I think I could cum again.”
I was still hard, but I needed a break, so I pulled out, handed KC his towel so he could wipe off the cum and sweat (yeah, we’d gotten pretty sweaty during that fuck) did the same myself, getting rid of the used condom. We went to the kitchen and I got us both some ice cold water to drink.
We both came again, together. And this time I really made him my bitch, kneeling behind him on the chaise, fucking him doggy style, and finishing with a deep slap fuck, one leg up, kneeling on one leg, as he jacked himself off while I reached around his body to tug on his tits. (More lube and a fresh condom, of course.)
Then I let him get dressed and kicked him out to make myself some lunch. It was good fun, although a bit tiring, and we discussed doing it again - next time maybe with some toys.
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