His Winnebago is a big son of a bitch. I mean, you don’t want to get caught behind this behemoth when it’s backing up.I’ve been waiting for this all day. On the trail, my mind was distracted, thinking about the soft skin and sweet lips of the chub I met in the campground shower house last night. His mouth around my hard cock, licking and sucking and the silky bulk of his body at my feet. If I hadn’t had fellow hikers I was supposed to spend the day with, I’d have said, “fuck it” and just spent the day rockin’ his Winnebago. As it is, I had to wait until the day is nearly finished.
I hear him moving inside and wait for him to come to the door. I unbutton my flannel shirt so that my hairy chest and belly are completely exposed. My cock has been pretty hard anticipating this moment, so I shift it in my jeans so that the bulge is definite and visible.
Want to be ready for my boy.
The Winnebago door opens and there he fuckin’ is. God, he’s even more beautiful in person than I remembered. Late twenties, early thirties, shorter than me. His short brown hair highlighted his soft creamy complexion and the color in his cheeks.
“Hi, big daddy bear,” he says softly. He smiles a gorgeous smile, his red lips full and fuck I just want to kiss him for the next day or two.
“Hey, Ed,” I say. “Sorry I couldn’t get away till now.”
His bulk fills the door of the Winnebago. He’s wearing shorts that end at his knees, leaving me a sweet view of his bulgy, smooth legs. The shorts fasten beneath a beautiful belly that’s round, big and full and more than ample. He wears a red polo shirt that doesn’t quite cover him and I can’t help but stare at the clean white wedge of belly visible at the shirt bottom.
He sees where I’m staring and smiles. “Is this what you came to see?” he says. And he pulls his shirt up over his torso and over his head and tosses the shirt into the Winnebago. His belly is bright in the evening light and his belly button is a beautiful squiggly cavern for my tongue to explore and his tits… did I mention his fuckin’ beautiful man tits? Long and low, full and soft as whipped cream and his nipples are spicy brown and ready for his daddy to suck on.
“Perfect,” I whisper and it comes out kind of husky and low and bear growly which obviously pleases the boy ‘cause he almost salivates on himself as he steps back to let me through the door.
I step up the two steps to the Winnebago door and move to go inside. There’s plenty of room, but I pretend there isn’t and I slowly rub my body against his. “Oh,” I say. “Excuse me.” He closes his eyes when my belly smashes against his, the hair on my belly rubbing hard against his smooth skin. I lean close to him. “Pardon me,” I growl low into his ear. His hands are on the sides of my belly as I move past him, like he’s helping guide me. I lick into his ear and feel my body against his and my cock is throbbing from the feel of this man crushed against me.
He groans. “Oh, daddy,” he says. “Please come in.”
I chuckle. Move on into the Winnebago, which is roomy and nice and hell, pretty much a house on wheels. To the right is a dining area and a couch and a TV. In front of me is a tiny kitchen. A short kind of hallway to the left leads to a small bedroom. I usually don’t like these big damn things that make so much noise and slug along the winding mountain roads, but under the circumstances, I ain’t complaining.
I find myself looking around, fiddling with my open shirt like a fucking nervous groom.
“Nice RV,” I say.
“You should see the bedroom,” Ed says.
He don’t waste any time, this one.
“With a sexy boy like you, I won’t be payin’ much attention to the bedroom, son,” I say, “but take me there anyway.” He takes my hand and leads me back past two little doors to the bedroom. And I gotta say, it is a surprise. Queen bed with a sweet patchwork quilt and a big stuffed teddy bear.
I sigh. It comes out kind of shaky. Why the fuck am I so nervous?
Ed looks at me. His beautiful eyes stare straight into mine. He is standing so close to me I can feel his breathing and the heat from his skin. I want to ravish this guy. I want to make him cum like a kid first discovering the sticky, fire explosion of orgasm. I want this guy in every way I can think of wanting him.
Fuck. Almost feels like love.
Ed’s arms have been moving and I only now look down to see he’s unhooked his shorts and dropped them to the floor. His cock is rock hard and curves up in a nice arc above his little crinkly ballsac. He’s rubbing his belly with both hands like he’s rubbing lotion in only there isn’t any lotion and I’m getting so hard watching this boy that I don’t know what kind of damage I’ll do when I fuck him.
He smiles, seeing me shivering here, leaning against the cabinets, squeezing my cock through my jeans, which I didn’t even realize till now I was doing. His weight shifts from side to side like he’s doing a little dance. His hips are bulky and full and they sway from side to side, sending his hard cock wagging. I squeeze my cock again through my jeans and he laughs to see me do it.
“Fuckin’ tease,” I say, smiling.
He pulls up the large fold of his belly and gives it a shake. His cock bobs up and down with the shaking.
“You’re asking for it,” I growl, grinning.
He drops his belly and puts his hands behind his head. His arms are lumpy and white and small sprays of dark hair race pell-mell across the armpit. His tits are magnificent and look almost fuckable and for a moment I imagine my spooge splatting across those man breasts and I feel almost nauseated with horniness.
“I’m definitely asking for it,” Ed says. He turns around slowly, his hips moving like belly dancing. His ass is round and droopy at the bottom and he runs his fingertips along the crack of his ass, all the while looking back over his shoulder at me.
“You want this?” he says. “You want this, daddy?” His voice is high with the horny and my heart is pounding and my cock is pounding and I can‘t find words to answer him.
“’Cause I want it, daddy,” he groans. His eyes close and he pulls his ass cheeks wide apart and his little pink pucker twitches at me. “I want you to fuck me so bad,” he says.
He kneels down on the bed and turns, flopping his ass down. He leans back against the pillows and spreads his legs open, still bent at the knee. His little dark bush rises there and his cock lifts like a little scimitar and his belly spreads out like a huge yeasty mound of white bread dough.
“Come and get it,” he says.
Ed reaches behind him and pulls a pillow out. He lifts his hips and puts the pillow beneath it, raising his ass higher for better access. He grabs the back of his knees and pulls up. His legs go back and up and his ass opens up to me like a soft waiting cave.
I don’t remember taking my shirt off, but I do know the button on my jeans has never been so frustratingly slow to unbutton in my long fucky life and my jeans can’t get off my ankles fast enough. I stand here in front of the most beautiful chub in memory and my cock is literally dripping with precum.
Now I'm not in too rough shape myself. I got a nice belly covered with hair. Hell, I'm hairy all over. Huge bull balls that love to get sucked and pulled on. And my cock... well, it's not huge, but it ain't necessarily small. Thick, veiny and uncut, it's certainly a mouthful. And after forty-some years, it sure knows what to do.
We are looking directly at each other. His stare bores directly into me and I’m licking my lips and staring back as I drop to my knees onto the bed. I crawl forward until my belly pushes against the back of his thighs and his soft bulky calves rest on my shoulders and my cock is throbbing right on top of his. He is breathing heavily, his mouth open.
I grip both our cocks in one meaty hand and move up and down. My cock is leaking all over his and it makes a greasy mess. “Let’s load you up,” he says. Ed’s reached up behind him on a shelf and pulled down a condom. He pulls it open and takes out the sheath and reaches down to my cock, rolling it down. The feeling of his fingertips gently rolling the latex down my cock sends shivers up my spine.
When it’s finally on,, he reaches up and squeezes out some lube, dribbling it down my sheathed cock. “Let’s get wet, bear,” he says. I take the packet and pour some on my fingers and my fingertips slop down along his crack and across his puckering hole and he groans with the pleasure of it.
I rub his asshole hard with the slick lube and press a little into his pucker and my cock pounds against his and my balls are getting greasy from all the rubbing and grinding going on.
“Fuck me now,” the chub says. “Fuck me so hard now.”
I move back a bit and touch the tip of my cock to his hole.
“Here it comes, boy,” I say. “Are you ready?”
“Oh God, yes,” he says. He is literally squirming against my cock. “I want it. I want it.”
My cockhead pops in past his sphincter. He is so warm and smooth and the lube lets me slide nicely in. He gasps. “Aw,” he says. “Hang on.”
His hole is so tight and I can feel him struggling to loosen and relax.
“Shh,” I say. My hand is on his moony face, stroking his cheek. “Shh, boy,” I say. “I won’t hurt you.”
A tear slides down the side of his face. I’m so hard I’m probably really hurting him. He wipes it away. “I want it, daddy,” he whispers.
“I know, boy,” I whisper back. “Just relax. Breathe deeply, son.”
He takes a deep breath. His belly rises. My cock slides another inch or so in. He clamps up again and he groans with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“I haven’t,” he says and stops. Breathes deep. “I haven’t ever.”
I freeze. My cock is throbbing inside this beautiful chub and he says what? “Ed,” I say. “You mean, you’ve never… you’ve never done this before?”
He nods, says, “Never.” Another tear moves down his cheek. I want to kiss him so bad but our bellies get in the way and I can’t reach so I kiss his legs which are still resting on my shoulder.
“Do you want me to stop?” I say. My cock screams in protest, “No, don’t stop!”
“I’ll stop if you want me to,” I say. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I feel my cock slide a bit further in. “No,” he says. “I want it,” he says. “I want you, daddy bear,” he says. “Just give me a second,” he says.
I kiss take this chub’s hand and kiss his palm. He sticks his thumb in my mouth and I suck on it lightly. He smiles and laughs a bit. I feel him relax a bit.
“Okay,” he says. “I’m ready.”
His hands go behind me and grip my ass and he pushes hard. My cock jams down into him all the way to my pubes. My balls hit the pillow beneath his butt. He gasps loudly and for a second it feels like his ass muscles are gonna rip my cock in half. It feels good and hurts a little at the same time.
“Aww,” I say.
“Shit,” he cries back. “Shit.”
We sit there still for a moment. Staring into each other’s eyes.
After a moment, I slide my cock out about an inch. He gasps again. “Fuck!” he says, “I can’t believe…”
His ass squirms a bit on my cock and my balls churn with the horny feeling of it.
“Fuck me now,” he says.
“You sure?” I ask. The sweat is dripping off my forehead and down my neck and through the thick hair on my chest and his belly is shining with the sweat and effort.
“Yes,” he says. “Now.”
I pull back slowly and only an inch or two, then rub forward again deep into him. He gasps and he’s smiling and his eyes are wide and round as the moon.
“Do that again,” he says.
I pull back slowly, inch by inch. I can see the veiny shaft of my cock pulling out of his pink pucker just beyond his ballsac. Then I slowly push back in to the pubes.
“Ah!” he shouts. “What… what is that?”
I grin. He’s got it now. “That’s your prostate, boy,” I say. I pull back again, a little further this time, then thrust hard into him.
“Aw, fuck!’ he cries. “Oh god, I can’t believe how good your cock feels inside me.”
This is too much. I begin slow rocking into and out of his ass. Faster and faster, deep sometimes, then shallowly. My thighs slap slap up against his ass as my cock pumps in and out.
Ed grasps his own cock in his hand and pumps on it as I plow him. He stops and his cock twitches and twitches. I feel his asshole tighten real hard.
“Aw, shit,” he says. “I’m gonna cum.”
I stop rocking into him and hold still. He sucks in his breath and his cock bobs and bobs but no cum comes out.
“I want to cum with you,” he says.
“Won’t take much, boy,” I say.
He reaches back around and pushes against my ass again and I begin setting up a nice rhythmic thrusting that makes my dick feel like I could cum at any point here.
“I want to cum in you,’ I say. My pubes crush against his ass cheeks. I pull my shaft out and thrust deep again. “Can I cum in you?” I say.
“Yes, daddy,” he whispers. His eyes are closed and he’s got that kind of dreamy look on his face like he’s completely focused on the pleasure of his body. “Yes, I want. I want.” His body shivers. “I want you to cum in me.”
I’m fucking him now. Fucking him in and out. The slap slap slap sound of our bodies meeting and his little ballsac bouncing up and down and his cock looking like a gun ready to go off, all hair-triggered. And his tits are jiggling and jiggling and his belly is rolling like a pudding and the sweat is coming down my forehead and trickling down my hairy chest and my balls are starting to buck up with the explosion to come.
“Aw, Ed,” I say. I want to kiss him so bad. My mouth is on his legs, open-mouth kissing and licking them. His skin is so soft and tastes like soap and sweat.
“Daddy,” he says. “Oh, god, I love…”
My cock pounds into his cherry ass and I’m gasping for breath as my torso twists and digs my cock as deep into this boy as I can get it.
“Aw, yes,” he says. “I love… it. Daddy, I love…”
“Aw yeah, boy,” I say. “Me, too.” I’m about to explode inside this tight beautiful cherry chub and my cock is throbbing deep inside him. “Yes, boy! God, I love you, too!”
And I cum and I cum and I cum real hard. So hard it makes a twisting feeling in my chest.
Ed shouts. “Aw, god,” he yells. “I love you. I love you, daddy!” And cum is shooting out his own cock, great globby splatters of cum that covers his tits and his belly and even his cheek. And the pulsing of his asshole drains every drop out of my dick.
After a moment, I stop rocking. We are both breathing hard, our bellies rising and falling. I’m stroking his face, the tip of my finger takes up the drop of cum on his cheek and puts the salty fluid in on my tongue. I kiss his legs and stroke his thighs. My cock slowly softens and retreats from his ass. I reach down and pull the condom off.
“Aw,” he smiles. “I miss that cock already.”
I grin, pull the pillow out from under his ass and he lays flat on the bed. I move one of my legs outside one of his so I can lay next to him. My shoulder goes into the space below his armpit.
“My boy,” I say. I lean up and kiss him. His breath is sweet and his tongue is a wet squirmy thing.
“Are you okay?” I ask, coming up for breath.
“Better than okay,” he says. “I’m my daddy’s boy.”
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