After months without a date or even a hook up, to say that I was hornier than hell would’ve been a major understatement. I only had myself to blame..first came two health issues that kept me from being active, and afterwards was just pure laziness. But that was past…it was time to get out and find some fun. Lucky for me, the night I had come to this resolve was Bear night at the local leather bar…just my kind of men.
Since I was a kid, even before I had any sexual feelings towards anything, I was attracted to bigger, burly, “he”-men. You know…line-backer builds, hairy chests, thick, meaty thighs and mid sections. Remember the old “Brawny” paper towel guy on the package? A combo of him, the gentleness and masculinity of my uncle, and a sexual appetite of BB porn star Lito Cruz or Zac Spears.
This night, I decided to go all out and wear my favorite leather kilt. Yes, kilt. I’ve loved wearing them for years and have always enjoyed the reactions it brings. Even better when a stranger gets brave enough to ask “the question”…I know they ask to shock, embarrass or tease me. After this many years, I’ve found lots of replies to use that turn the shock, embarrassment and sometimes gleeful surprise back to them. “Good boys ask, bad boys find out for themselves” Little did I know as I dressed that I would be meeting a true bad one…
Arrived at the bar, and it wasn’t that busy…then realized I had arrived just a bit early and the crowd would be hitting soon. I took the opportunity to grab a stool at the back bar and enjoy a drink. Damn I was glad I did. Within an hour the place was so packed, you could hardly see anyone beyond the persons packed next to you. I figured I had it good, was chatting with a few around me…I was happy, although no closer to a good night of sex. Sitting for a while, my butt was uncomfortable sitting on all the folds of leather, so reached under, and pulled the back of the kilt out from between the seat and my ass, and let it hang down the back of the stool.
A bit later, I felt a large man press up against my back…I thought it must be someone I know so turned to see who and say “hi”, but suddenly his mouth was pressed against my ear. He roughly whispered…”don’t turn around”. While it had been a long, dry spell, I knew an order from a Daddy when I heard one. His hands reached around, tweaked my nipples through my sweat-soaked t-shirt, I moaned and squirmed..which in turn drove Daddy further. His hands left my chest, and I felt the kilt fabric move, the tips of his fingers brushing the top of my bare ass.
I did what any good pig boy would, and pushed back on the stool, and set my ass out over the back of the bar stool, and within reach. No sooner had I moved, Daddy stuck his fingers in my mouth…which I proceeded to kiss, suck on, and get all wet. Then one after the other, he slipped a finger, then two into my hungry hole. As I moaned, I pressed back into his chest..I could feel his carpet of soft chest hair, as he must’ve taken his shirt off. I really wanted to ask him home so we could really enjoy each other, but the next events took place so fast I didn’t have a chance.
After a what seemed like an eternity of him fingering my hole, and kissing my neck, I felt a mass at my hungry hole…I realized what he was trying to do, and pushed back further, spreading my legs as much as I could…and there I hit GLORY. I felt the knob of his dick enter me…more surprise than pain, but it felt so good. Wasn’t as fat or long as I could’ve hoped for, but I was NOT complaining. I started to rock back and forth in rhythm with his thrusts. I was flying….total euphoria, not only getting a long-awaited fuck, by a HOT Daddy, but in the middle of a crowded bar…total turn on..My pre-cum was making the already sweaty bar stool even slippery.. Then suddenly…”POP”..out he came.
I started to lean back against him, and became aware of the attention we had drawn. The guys around us all smiled, and encouraged us to continue. The bartender just them came over…bring a couple drinks for us, and said “on the house…for the floor show”. After taking a long swig of my drink, debating if I could turn and look now, his mouth was again at my ear, asking “Did you like that boy?” All I could do was nod, albeit vigorously. “Do you want more?”…what else was I going to say… yes, please sir, may I have more of your cock in my hole. Then surprise…he said “That wasn’t my cock boy. What you were taking was my balls, wrapped in leather…needed to open you up a bit for my dick.” As he spoke the last part, with a sharp thrust, I felt a monstrous pole plunge deep. I’m no light-weight, I have taken my share of large cocks, but I would swear I could feel it hit the back of my throat with every thrust. This pounding continued for about twenty minutes. I was aware of the crowd and their shouts of encouragement. “yeah, fuck him” “Rape that hole” but mentally I was adrift, on waves of pleasure.
I could feel him getting larger in my ass, his thrusts inward becoming faster and more violent….and with a huge grunt he shot his creamy load deep inside me. I could feel the warmth as it spread throughout my body. With that sensation, and without touching myself, I came as well. I must’ve screamed…because half the bar was looking our way, and suddenly broke into applause. An added bonus to what had to be one of the best fucks I’d ever had. All I could do was sit there, my butt bathed in cum on the bar stool from both of us. I decided that now was the time…
I turned to say “hi” and thank the man, but he was gone. I could just see the back of a big, tall man about 5 people deep from me in the crowd, leaving. I tried to get up and follow, but I was a mess. I turned to look again, and he must’ve found a clear way out, because he was gone. A few others attempted to entice me home for more, and normally I would have done so without hesitation…being a pig. But not tonight. Any fuck that night would have paled in comparison, and brought me down. Decided to head home, cum dripping down my legs and that warm afterglow you get after great sex.
I went back to bear night the next several weeks, hoping to see my “Daddy” again, but never did. Hope he’s reading this, cause just want him to know, I needed that!!! Thanks!
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