Random Story w/Photo: Here's the story: We had stared at ea..

Random Story w/Photo: Here's the story: We had stared at each other from across 8th Avenue in NY, and finally he came over to me and said "I want you to fuck me. Now." I had an hour to kill and thought, what better way to pass the time? As I walked with him to his place, from behind I could tell that his compact, well muscled ass could squeeze the cum right out of my dick and I got rock hard in anticipation. His apartment was at the end of the block, and as he led me up the stairs to his 4th floor flat, I reached out and squeezed that granite ass, slapped it, stuck my hand down his pants, fingered his hole, letting him know that I was ready for him. He opened his door, walked in and began to remove his clothes. As I got undressed, he got on all fours on his bed and began spreading that hole for me, showing it off, letting me know what to focus on. The hole. No foreplay here, I realized. Time to just get in, use it, and go. When I was naked, dick standing straight up, I asked, "Rubber?" He crawled over to the night table and opened the drawer, which had condoms, 12 kinds of lubes, various dildos, butt plugs, and ben-wa balls. I was about to get inside a true bottom. I gloved up, moved his body toward the edge of the bed, and standing on the floor, I drove my cock inside him, entering him smoothly and easily. This guy's hole obviously was very well trained and I settled into his warm, wet ass to get my dick acclimated, enjoying the feeling of being immersed inside a hot man's butt...no better feeling in the world (except when he's inside me). I knew I didn't have to ease him into a hard fuck, so I just went for it and began to pummel his ass hard, to give him what he wanted. "Harder!" Every time I slowed up to feel his insides massaging my cock, he'd yell, "Harder! HARDER!" This guy had no romance in him today...just my cock, his ass, and our sweating bodies, using each other to get off. I pulled out, whipped him around, got his legs in the air, and rammed back into that stretched out hole, pulling out all the way, driving it back in, giving him the full length of my cock with every thrust. My legs and abs were burning, I was breathing hard, it was an aerobic workout of the best kind, and it felt so good to just plow him, no mercy. He was furiously jerking his dick, tweaking his tits, and adding his own fingers to the inside of his hole, giving him more girth to squeeze his ass around. He began to buck like a wild horse, thrusting his hips forward until, with a keening sound, he blew his load in every direction, landing on my face, the bed, the table next to us (I thought it was going to hit the fucking ceiling). I pulled out, ripped off the rubber, and he began to beg to drink my cum, so I hoisted myself up onto the bed, got up in his face, and shot my load down his throat, fucking his mouth as he sucked down every drop. When we were done, he noticed I was still hard and said, "I like to get photos of the cocks that fucked me. Can I take a pic?" "Um, okay." He took out a camera and began to shoot me. "Play with it. Jerk off for me. Show me what just worked my insides." This is one of the photos he took. There's more...I'll share them another time. But for today, here's my cock, apres-fuck but still horny and hard. He sent me the photos, but I never saw him again. I got the sense he was a one-fuck-a-man kinda guy. I'm hoping when he looks at the pics, it was memorable, but chances are...nah. I figured once it's done, it's done, and he moves onto the next. Whatever the case, for me, it WAS memorable. And really hot. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.