Not good looking, but wha a cock!

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SHORT STORY

Not a good looking trick, but what a cock!

By Richard de Orizaba

Have you ever pondered what makes a guy sexy? Have you seen a dude that is definetly not model material, a bit on the homey side, perhaps scrawny and had little else going for him in the looks department and actually went to bed with him and he proved to be one of the best lays you ever had?

This is what happened to me with Claudio. I met him at a bar and was not terribly impressed by either his looks or the way he talked. He seemed a bit immature and not too bright. But as he started to talk I could sense a tremendous sense of compassion, a very sensitive and kind human being.

So I figured “What the hell, there was not any other person in that bar I would have given the time of day” and I went home with Claudio. He had a tiny apartment in Coral Gables and lived by himself. He said he was a chef at one of the upscale Cuban restaurants in Miracle Mile. He must have been about 25 years old and had his black hair cropped short and had arching eyebrows which I knew he had to pluck because they joined together to form one brow. That day I met him he already had some hair growing between them.

The dude had a big nose and very generous lips although the combination was not symmetrical, he didn’t have a pretty face nor did he have a spectacular body…just young and strong.

When we got to his house, his affectionate nature won me over. He was sweet without being feminine. He was considerate and I think he was aware that he was not the best looking guy in the world and so he considered himself lucky to get picked up by someone like me. At least that is what was coming across. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do to please me.

When we kissed, it was sweet and he was a good kisser, his breath smelled like anisette and with those big sensuous lips he just overwhelmed my mouth. That was exciting and I was really getting turned on.

He followed the kissing by exploring my body which he took care to inflict licks and small bites to produce pleasure for me. He knew what he was doing, and he was totally aloof and not concerned about his own satisfaction. He kept on going and was ridding me of all my clothes as he took off his shorts and his underwear.

When I saw the schlong he had I was in awe. It was larger than mine and much thicker. He was uncut and his cock was very pretty. Now I knew I hadn’t made a mistake in going home with him. This was going to be fun for both of us.

He laid back on the bed, his cock standing totally erect like the Washington monument, so beautiful and he looked at it, then he looked at me and he smiled. It was one of those triumphant smiles as if saying: See, I’m not that hot a dude, but I have something here that makes up for my other shortcomings.

I went for it like a vulture after dead carrion…I couldn’t wait to get that big thing into my mouth if that was possible considering the size. And I knew I was going to have it up my ass; yes I made up my mind the minute he took off his skivvies.

The mother fucker was easily 12 inches long. It was so thick that I had to go at it as I put it in my mouth like a snake eating an egg, dislocating my jaw and moving it from side to side in order to engulf it. But once it was in my mouth, I was able to shove it all the way to my tonsils and I applied the gargling technique. I don’t think Pascual had ever experienced that feeling and within a minute of that he shot his very plentiful wad into my mouth.

No hassle, no problem, Pascual was virile enough and horny enough that he didn’t lose his erection. No, not at all, if anything, he was even more aggressive, now going after my ass. I didn’t go and lick his chest or his armpits as they were not to my liking. The chest was flat and the armpits almost devoid of hair and full of deodorant.

But once he started to eat my ass, the whole thing changed. I was actually getting so hot and turned on that I had to have him stop or I would have had an orgasm. Then he laid back down on the bed and I sat on his big dick.

Yes, it was not easy. He had such a big cock that as he was entering my pucker hole I could feel it tearing. The big pain came when the head finally gained entrance and it was a sharp, enduring pain. I knew then that this was going to be a memorable fuck; kind of like the ones Hans used to give me.

I must admit that as good as I am at taking a big dick up my ass, this one was giving me problems. It was the fact that there was no lube and that he was so big. I also hadn’t been fucked in a while which accounts for a lot of my lack of flexibility. It did take a longer period of time for me to get used to it but once the pain subsided then Claudio was free to start moving. Moving he did, he started with little short strokes and very fast backward and forward movements.

It felt so good and I started to moan and lost track of where I was and even who I was with except when I occasionally turned my head and would see him just pumping away. His eyes were closed and his resolve unwavering. He was fucking a very hot dude with a big dick and to Claudio that didn’t happen often. Also, I am sure that if he gets to fuck somebody, there are very few queens who can take that big thing up their ass, I mean not all the way like I was taking it…Claudio was now plummeting his cock all the way to his pubic hair and his balls were bouncing off my underside. The sounds were also very stimulating as he hit my ass cheeks it sounded like little hans clapping, slapping or the like.

There was a rhythm, a very even stride and Claudio was just going at it relentless and deliberate. I was very surprised that he wasn’t shooting his wad yet because my ass was doing spontaneous contractions and it was about to go on an orgasmic episode, totally independent of my body, as if it had a mind of its own…my ass went and did its thing and Claudio couldn’t be happier. He was enjoying the feeling of having his cock milked and then I had my frontal deluge without even touching myself.

“Oh, oh, uhm, urgh, urgh, aaahh, oh, oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck my ass, yes Claudio, fuck me harder, ah, ah, I’m cumming, aaaaaaaahhhhh” That was enough to send Claudio over the edge. He shot a very abundant wad into the condom and I took it as I always do and drank all of it.

I got Claudio’s phone number and when I feel like playing bottom I call him up and he comes over, ready to please me, and to fuck my brains out. A lot of good has come out of our friendship. I was able to get him a job in one of the more exclusive private clubs where the millionaires live in this high rise just off Biscayne Blvd. and he is making twice what he used to make. I was able to convince food critic Marina Polvay to give him a try and she recommended him. He is now banquet manager and Sous-Chef and all he has is a couple of years of cooking school in the Adult Education program of the Dade County Schools.