A Very Eager Bottom

A Very Eager Bottom Chapter 1

Every big city has a few gay bars, some just for guys to have drinks, others for more aggressive types. I was headed to one of the more aggressive ones. I didn't have a plan in mind, just thought I'd check it out, shoot the shit with a few regulars, see if anything developed. I had had a dry week, so I could really use dropping a load in a boy. I was used to sizing up guys, and I could guess what kinks they got into. Near the bar, I saw a guy checking the signs. A bit on the shorter side, but obviously built. He was in a tight t-shirt, his biceps were obvious, and it was apparent he had good pecs and tight abs. I was about to pass him. He had that look of desire, of real longing, but so nervous.

I stopped. "Wondering where to go?" I was about half a foot taller than him.

He looked up at me. "Well, yeah, sort of. I've, er, never been to one of these places before."

I looked into his eyes, there was no doubt he wanted in. He looked young. "How old are you?"

"18."

"Prove it." I crossed my arms over my chest.

He reached around and pulled out his wallet, reached for a card and handed it to me. A driver's license. He was 18. His first name was Daniel. I looked at it seriously and handed it back to him. "So what are you looking for?"

"I need to get fucked really bad."

"Do you now?"

"Yeah, I'm so needing to ride a big dick."

I looked at him. Short blond hair, rocking body, and a need in his eyes to be fucked that was obvious. "I have a big dick."

"Want to fuck me with it? Please?" His eyes shone.

So, who could turn down a hot body and a sex hunger that deep. "Sure, come with me." We headed to my car.

"I so need to get fucked, I'll do it anyway you want, I promise." He kept up with me. "It's been a couple days since I've been fucked, I really can't stand it anymore. I need a cock in my pussy."

This guy was this horny and desperate after a couple of days? He must be a total bottom. I was contemplating how nice it would be to sink into his ass. We made it to my car, I had parked close. I beeped it open and he jogged to the passenger side.

Getting in I started the engine up. "I'm talking too much, but I'm so fucking horny, I need to get pounded. I can get pounded for a long time, you can go as long as you want, I promise. I'll take it all."

"You really do sound like you need it."

"Yeah, I'm so used to getting fucked all the time, and it's been days, so I just can't stand it anymore. No offense, but right now I'd bend over for anyone. I'm really glad you're hot. Cuz you are hot. How big is it?"

I chuckled a bit. He was so eager. "9 and a half inches. Pretty thick too."

"Oh, thank fuck! Bigger and longer is so much better. I can take a lot, as rough as you want, you can just go and go as long as you want." Daniel rubbed his hands on his legs, biting his lip, breathing deep and looking out the window. He reached his hands up and ran them through his hair. Checking his crotch I could see he was hard, decent size, but not huge. He pushed his hips forward and arched his back, his head against the rest.

It wasn't a long trip to my place, and Daniel bounced between silence and how good he would be taking a fuck. I pulled up and he virtually jumped to get out of the car. I didn't delay either, no reason to. As I was unlocking the door he was bouncing on his heels. As soon as we got in, he pulled his shirt off, kicking off his shoes at the same time. I closed the door and stood back, just watching. Dropping the shirt, he undid his pants, pulling everything off at once. He stood straight and I got a look at him.

Smooth, stacked chest, just a trail from his navel to his pubes. An average cock was fully erect. Seeing me look at him, he put his hands behind his head and displayed himself. That was not something I expected but I certainly did appreciate. I kept my gaze on him, one of his legs was moving, bending the knee and straightening it, he was anxious.

"So you want to get fucked, do you?" I asked him.

"Yes, please fuck me, I need it so bad." His leg moved faster. It was fun to watch, he was almost drooling. I reached out and felt his arms, down his pecs. He took a deep breath. I slid my hand, felt over his tight abs, and fondled his cock and balls. He groaned. "You can do anything you want to me, just fuck me please!"

"OK, follow me to the bedroom". I kept hold of his cock and led him. Climbing the stairs I had to let it go, but he followed like a puppy. Damn this was quick. Just about the easiest pickup I've ever had. I hadn't even had to try. As I reached the bedroom, I turned around, unbuttoning my shirt. Daniel was standing there, his leg still agitating.

"Want me to take your pants off?" Daniel asked as I pulled my shirt off. His hands gripping and un-gripping in anticipation.

"Sure." I tossed my shirt to the floor. Daniel got on his knees before me, reaching for my belt. I could see him shaking a bit as he undid it, then pulled it out. He opened my pants, pulled them and my shorts down. As soon as my cock popped out, his mouth got on it.

And holy fuck what a mouth! He took most of my length down right off. It was warm and his tongue was going right off. He pushed my pants down, thrusting his mouth up and down on my shaft. He grabbed my ass and worked his head almost violently on my prick. He was gagging and going further and further down, it wasn't half a dozen bobs before his nose was in my pubes and I felt my cock down his throat. He was forcing his face on my pelvis like I was delivering a severe face fuck. I wasn't holding his head, he was doing this to himself. My knees buckled a bit and I had to force myself to stay upright. Daniel kept going at it, not taking a break, seemingly not breathing, but shoving my cock down his throat over and over. And not just taking the tip, he was doing the whole thing, pubes each time.

It was a good thing he was holding my ass, otherwise the force he was going down on me might have knocked me over. I put my legs out wider to get more stable. Damn, this boy was still going at it like a steam engine. I mean a literal machine, it was a real man sucking. I was getting close, it was amazing. He was working so fucking hard and it was effective. Self fucking his own throat. Double damn. But I wanted that ass. Looking down his back, there was a nice bubble butt. I need to tap that.

I grabbed his head, which took a bit of effort to catch it, as it was moving so fast. I had to work to stop his head. He actually resisted a bit, but I pulled his head off my dick. "I thought you wanted to get fucked?"

"Yes, please fuck me!" Daniel had drool going down his chin.

"Bend over the bed and show me your hole."

"Yes, sir!" Daniel jumped up, bent over the bed, resting his chest on the mattress, and pulled his ass cheeks apart. "I have a good pussy, you can just shove into it." He was wiggling his ass around.

Those were some nice, muscled round ass cheeks. I ran my finger up and down his crack. It did feel good. Daniel shook his ass. "Come on, come on, fuck me!" Daniel begged. I put my finger on his hole and ran it around the edge. "Man, please fuck me. I need a dick in me so bad. I need to get fucked!"

He really wanted it. I was ready to oblige. I lined my dick up and put the head on his rosebud. I started to push in. Once I broke the ring, Daniel began to back up on my dick. I was a bit surprised at that, but maybe I shouldn't have been. He was a horndog. I kept pushing forward and he pushed back, so I was hilt-deep in no time. Daniel was fucking himself up and down on my prick. I was thrusting into him at the same time, and it was glorious. Daniel was giving out sounds every time I was all the way in and there was no doubt he was enjoying it. I put my own hands behind my head and thrust like I was in some sort of porn. It was great. I didn't have to hold back, I could pump as hard as I wanted. So I did. Harder and harder. Daniel kept moving as much as he could. His ass really gripped my cock and it felt very good.

Daniel moved one leg up on the bed, letting me get even deeper into him. I grabbed his hips and used my hands in conjunction with my hips to keep up the fuck. I was back to getting close. This boy was some hot fuck. I started pounding him even harder, and we were both sweating, my hands slipped a bit on his body and so I grabbed harder.

I started to cum and came deep in him. I was holding tight to him, keeping him in place, and kept my dick shoved all the way in until I was done. When my last spurt entered his guts I didn't move for a bit. Then I pulled out. Sweaty and breathing hard, I crawled over him to fall on the bed on my back. Daniel's arms were shaking and he looked up at me. Good squarish face, flushed red from the fucking he had gotten. It looked so good to see him wrung out, that was the face of a well-fucked boy.

Daniel had a new surprise for me, moving forward to suck my dick, cleaning it off. Someone had trained this horny hole well. He did ass-to-mouth on his own. He face-fucked on his own. He pushed onto the dick fucking him. Very well trained.

My thoughts were interrupted as I realized that Daniel had gone past just cleaning my cock and was blowing me again. "Still horny?" I looked at him. Without taking my dick out of his mouth he looked up and nodded his head. "I might make you work for this one." He got a sparkle in his eye and dove into sucking. Making him work was a bit of bravado. I'd just delivered a great fuck and it was going to be a bit before my dick was ready to go again. But he could work on it.

Daniel had energy, that's for sure. He was going at my cock. In addition to the energy, he had some skill. Some guys think they can just be fast, or enthusiastic, and that was enough. It's good, but skill is actually better than speed. He was working hard. I adjusted myself up on the headboard, so I was more comfortable.

As a compliment to his skill, I was getting harder. It was like he was going to get me ready for fuck again by pure determination. It was amusing to watch, more amusing to experience. Truly skilled cocksuckers are hard to come by, and this boy had some talent. I watched him work on my dick and felt what he was doing to it. It was no half effort. You would have thought he would die if he didn't get me cum again. And he was determined to live. His hand made it to my balls and worked them as his mouth worked my cock. I let him go. I'd let him work my prick even if it didn't give me any recovery time.

I was enjoying it, he was totally dedicated to my dick, I was getting hotter again. I was beginning to think I'd be able to fuck him again. I checked out his body, since he didn't seem to have any problem working as long as he needed to, I could take my time. He was in fantastic shape, minimal body fat. Good muscles. Nice hair on his legs. He worked out. I knew that from the first time I saw him, and when he stripped for me, he really had a fine body. The sweat all over it made it seem like he was built for sex. I couldn't believe how lucky I was in this one. Easiest pick-up I've ever had, literally. And he worked for it, worked hard.

Damn, my dick was seriously hard now. Daniel was looking up at me in anticipation, reaching around and feeling his asshole. I knew what he wanted, and he knew he had gotten me going enough to fuck him again. Since he didn't seem to have any problem doing all the work, I just told him "Well, climb on up and ride it if you want."

"Yes, sir!" He scrambled up and wasted no time getting his ass over my prick. He got right to sitting down on it, all the way the first time. He rode my dick and he rode it fast, pulling up almost so I was out of his hole and then all the way down so he was ass to pubes. He never seemed to take a break, he just bounced and bounced. He felt up his chest, and it was a really good chest. I was turned on by his groans, and they all had an edge of desperation in them. He was getting fucked for the second time tonight, and he sounded like it was kept from dick for months, but he had said days. He was going at it like a freight train. He was fucking himself like a cheap whore promised a great tip.

It got my dick hard. Super hard. He was going so fervently that it was like watching a show. It was some of the best sex I'd had in a while. It's great when the bottom is really into it. Not just a little into it, like it was their entire reason for being. This was like oxygen for him, it seems. His hands came up to his head, rolling through his hair, still fucking himself on my cock. His groans grew louder and if it were possible he fucked himself faster. I was getting close again. A hot body and a vigorous fucking would do that. Yeah, there it was - I shot into him again. I let out a shout at that point. Fuck it was a powerful orgasim. The boy could turn on a man.

I closed my eyes, throwing an arm over my head. I felt him pull off my dick and an instant later his lips wrap around my prick and start to clean me off. Such good training he had gotten.

Daniel didn't stop when he had cleaned my cock. I looked up to see, and feel, Daniel working on it like he was ready to get going again. There was just no way. I grabbed his head and pulled it off me. "Whoa boy. Take a break."

"I can take more, I can get fucked again." He struggled to get back to my dick.

"No. But hot damn you are horny. I'll need a bit before I can fuck you again."

"I can suck you off until you're ready."

"No. Shit boy, your hole must be worn out."

"Nah, it still needs something in it, my hole feels empty." Daniel reached around and was fingering his own hole.

I rolled my eyes. Did his pussy not have an off button? "Hold on." I reached into a bedside drawer and pulled out a good size dildo, and showed it to him. He smiled. I lubed it up and handed it to him. It made it into his chute quick, and he got right to pumping, looking at me and kneeling doggy-style. I watched him for a little bit. I wondered if any of the edge was worn off of him. I needed to know what was going on in his head.

I got up and ran my hands over his body. He virtually purred as I touched him. I covered the hand of his holding the dildo with mine and just held it a second, then began to guide this pumping. As I took more and more control, he surrendered it, and his hand fell away. I was decently aggressive, but he had been going hard on his hole anyway. I slowed noticeably and he gave a groan of loss. "Roll over on your back."

Daniel moved, convorting his leg so the dildo could say in. He made it to his back and arched his back up so I could more easily fuck him with the dildo. I didn't want him straining, so I pulled one of his legs up to my shoulder and adjusted my body to support him. I could tell how his muscles relaxed, that it was easier for him. I slowed my dildo-fucking and looked him in the face.

"So, I want to talk to you some. I'll keep this going, you answer my questions. Deal?"

"Sure. I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"So where did you come from?" I decided to start out with something a bit more general than asked how he got such a hungry hole.

"Eagleton. Lived there my whole life."

"When did you make it here?"

"Yesterday. Got a hotel room."

"Just visiting?"

He looked hurt, I wondered why. "No, I'm moving here. Gonna find a job doing something."

"So you just packed up and moved here?"

"Yeah, I had to get out of town."

"Why?" This should be interesting.

"My fucker said he was done with me."

"Your fucker?" That was a new term for me.

"Yeah, the guy who fucks me. He'd been doing it for years. Just told me he was through."

"How long had he been fucking you? When did he start?"

"We were in middle school, summer before our last year there. He fucked me all that summer, all the last year of middle school, then that summer, and all through high school."

"Did you ever fuck him?"

"Hell no, I'm the bottom, I get fucked, he does the fucking." Well, he does have getting fucked down.

"Why do you call him your fucker?"

"Because he fucks me, he fucks my holes." He looked at me like that should be obvious.

"How often did he do that?"

"All the time. Any time he wanted. He'd call me over, and I'd go over and he'd fuck me however he wanted, as long as he wanted."

"Any time?"

"Yeah, I love getting fucked. I don't want to do anything else but get fucked."

"Did he ever share you with someone else?"

"A couple of times, it was great, I got more cock."

"You really do like cock."

"I do, it's the best."

"So, what happened?" I sped up my fucking him with the dildo, knowing it would make him more likely to answer.

"He decided to get married. Told me he wouldn't be fucking me anymore."

"That must have been hard on you."

"Yeah. I begged him to keep fucking me. But he wouldn't. He just told me it was over. The next day, I decided I needed a cock in me, so I texted him. He just said no. I packed up and drove here right off."

"Got a hotel room, and went looking for a gay bar."

"Yeah. Figured I'd get some cock there."

"Have you ever been to a gay bar before?"

"No." I moved the dildo to a few new angles, to keep him going.

"Think you can just walk in and ask someone to fuck you?"

Daniel squirmed a bit. "I don't know. Maybe?"

"You're just 18, they shouldn't even let you in."

"Oh." He didn't seem to have considered that. "Oh!" I gave him a few rapid thrusts with the dildo. He needed to feel good. "God, fuck me more. I so need to get fucked."

I obliged, with the dildo, since my dick was still not going to get hard again. Actually, with his determination and skills, he might get another rise out of me. "You've not cum yet." I could see his hard dick.

"Don't need to. I just need to get fucked."

"Don't you ever cum?"

"Yeah, but it's not important."

"Does it cool you down? When you finally cum?"

"Not really, I need to be available for my fucker to so anything he wants."

"Damn, he did train you up didn't he?"

"Train me up?"

"Yeah, it's great, but fucking damn, most guys don't do half of what you do."

"Really? I figured it was just normal."

"It's not. Not that it's bad. It's fucking fantastic to be honest. Did he really fuck you that much?"

"Yeah, we could go for hours."

"I'm going to have to get you a fucking machine." I'm not sure why I said that. Was I actually considering keeping him?

"Fucking machine? That would be great." He really perked up. Damn, he really did like his hole plugged.

"You are unbelievable." I paused, thinking but still fucking him with the dildo. "Want a beer?" He was underage, but what the hell.

"Yeah." Kids always wanted beer.

"Here, keep fucking yourself." I moved his hand to the dildo and went to the drawer holding my toys. I pulled out a vibrating butt plug and greased it up. Returning to Daniel, I replaced the dildo with the plug and turned it on.

"Arrgghhh!" Daniel's hips squirmed around as I let out a chuckle. This plug had a bit of power behind it, so I had figured he needed more than the little play setting, so this one was turned up.

"Like that boy?"

"Yes sir. I always need something in my pussy." He squirmed and moved his hips. His dick was hard and waving. Daniel kept his legs spread wide for me. I knew he was displaying himself to please me. I slipped on a pair of shorts. Let him be naked while I was covered, to reinforce that I was in control.

"Think you can walk with that thing?" I might as well get some amusement out of his willingness.

"Whatever you want Sir." He got up, unsteady on his legs as he gingerly moved forward. I put one arm around him and guided him out to my living room. His gait was unsteady. I was enjoying his struggles. Playing with him outside of bed would be more fun than I had thought of before. I sat him on the sofa and quickly fetched a couple beers.