Had some inspiration lately
I’ve been asked before why I love small cocks and what got me into them, but it’s tough sometimes to be inspired to tell a story. Recently though I had some nice inspiration by a friend pounding me against my shower wall 😁So here I am to tell about my first small guy!
I had started making friends with this cute chubby guy who worked at the mall. Back then, I knew I loved dick, and I’d been with a few, but I’d only bottomed once or twice and it was just okay for me, so I was still pretty much just a cocksucker.
He and I started to talk whenever I’d go in and we eventually swapped numbers to text and chat more. We flirted a bit as well, but nothing really graphic. We hadn’t even swapped pictures or anything. One night I was at home and he messaged saying he was out riding and bored, and asked if I wanted to hang out. So far I’d only spent time with him while he was at work, but I was definitely interested in spending time together outside of that. I gave him my address and he swung by, I got in his truck, and we drove off.
Back then I lived out in the middle of nowhere basically. Just a bunch of country roads. So we were driving on them for a few minutes chatting when he decided to pull over on the side for a bit. I figured we were just talking more, but he was horny! Soon as he turned off the truck he reached over and started rubbing my leg, so I knew we were going to do much more than talk. I did the same to him, and seconds later we were unzipping and pants were coming off.
I got a feel of him finally and I really didn’t think much about it. He was maybe three-four inches at most, and I figured he’d probably be more interested in my dick. He did like it, and for a minute or so he leaned over to suck me off. Then he pulled up and I started to return the favor, and he stopped playing with my dick once I had him in my mouth.
He put a hand on my head to just hold me at first, but the more I sucked the more he took over. He started holding my head down on him, grinding in my mouth, fucking my face, even pulling me off to shove my face in his balls. Meanwhile his other hand had been moving over to grab my ass and get a feel of me. I knew I liked sucking dick, so I didn’t mind, but I found out how fun it was having someone use my mouth like that and not worrying about gagging! I was enjoying him squeezing my ass and rubbing my hole as well, so I let him have control.
After a few minutes he pulled me off and told me to hop out with him. Mind you, we’re both naked from the waist down now and parked on the side of the road, so I was a little nervous! I figured he just wanted a better angle for my mouth and that we’d hide behind the truck, so I hurried out to follow him. He had other ideas!
Soon as we were out, he grabbed my waist and turned me around, checking out my ass now that he could see it better. Then his hand was on my back and he moved me right to the front of his truck, bending me over the hood where anyone passing by could see! I was still nervous, but it was night and I knew not many people drove down that way after dark, and we could see lights from far enough away to move. So I spread my legs and decided to let this big guy have some fun.
He spit on my hole and got behind me, and I wasn’t expecting much since I’d bottomed a couple times before. It wasn’t a big deal, and he was half the size I’d taken before. Unlike my ex though (who’d been the one fucking me) he was hard as a rock and I felt it the moment he started pushing in. It was far more intense, but I figured it was just since we used spit instead of lube and it was just a rough entry.
He got in and thrust a few times to get settled, and it felt surprisingly nice. Still it was just better than my previous tries, nothing that amazing. Then he lifted his stomach to sit it on my back, grabbed my hips, and he thrust in for real. I didn’t know how to react at first, I just froze. Something was much, much different.
He went right at it, making sure he was as deep as his short dick could get and pounded away. Meanwhile my body was still trying to handle what I was feeling and I started squirming, my mouth hanging open. I finally caught my breath and practically screamed. It didn’t hurt, just a little sting when he first pushed in. Every time he shoved his dick in me, it was just pure pleasure. I started moaning and begging for more. I wanted it harder, faster, everything! I just needed him to keep fucking me.
Barely a minute of that and I felt a familiar sensation, that tingling and tension that happened right before I would cum. I was surprised but I didn’t mind cumming at all like this. Except I didn’t, that feeling just stayed and started getting more and more intense. I felt like I was cumming but I didn’t go over that edge, it just got stronger and stronger. By then all I wanted was for him to keep going. I wanted to cum so badly but I wanted to keep feeling that pressure at the same time.
We saw headlights coming down the road after a few minutes of this, headed our way. I thought he’d pull out and we’d move away till they drove by, but he didn’t even slow down. At that point, I didn’t care either. I didn’t want him to stop for anything! All they could see of me was my legs and ass, my dick was under me on the hood, and being facedown with my hoodie on, I wasn’t recognizable. All they could see was him roughly using an eager hole and when they drove by I could hear honking and cheering for him, telling him “fuck her good!” I didn’t care, I probably sounded like a girl as high as my voice was from being fucked so good!
He must have been excited from the encouragement, the next thing I knew was my ass was warm and starting to drip as he bred my hole. He finally finished and pulled out of me, and I didn’t care that I hadn’t cum. I just wanted him back in! That was all he needed though and he got me to climb back in the truck, suck the cum off his dick, and get dressed to take me back home. We were quiet and he dropped me off with a thanks before driving off. He just needed a nice hole to use and I’d been willing.
I was happy to be used every time he wanted after that too. We would hang out, and we still talked, but we both knew that I was hooked on his dick and he could have me whenever and wherever he needed.
And I’ve been a sucker for small dicks ever since!