It’s another hot night in Texas and my air conditioner is broken again. On sticky humid nights all I can think about is getting off. I’m a top. I like to fuck. No, I love to fuck. I go to pop in my favorite porn; but decide tonight I want a little more realistic action. I grab my phone and effortlessly dial the magic numbers for gay phone line dating. Waiting for the voice on the other end I rub my cock through my pants.
“I’m hard and ready for you to fill me up.” I pull my dick out and get to work, effortlessly pumping my throbbing cock. “I’m going to make you cum so hard.” Said the voice on the other end of the phone. I hit speaker and put the receiver down on the table.
This jerk session required both hands and all of my attention. I slid my pants down, grabbed the lube, and got right to it. As I grasped my shaft and slathered lube on my throbbing cock, pre-cum dripped on my hand.
“What’s your fantasy?” the voice on the other end of the phone made my dick stand at attention. “I want you to fuck me. Pound my ass until I cum.” I closed my eyes and imagined his 8 inch uncut cock thrusting deep inside me.
I viciously pumped my dick and fingered my ass. Imagining his sweaty body enveloping me, his balls slapping a steady rhythm on my ass, I jerked my cock. I was so close. “Fuck me harder!”
I pictured the sweat dripping off his brow as he fucked my man-hole. I could almost breath in the musky smell of hot man on man sex. I knew what the urgency in his voice meant as he filled me with his hot man juice. It was more than I could take. I came so hard, shooting a huge load all over my chest. I grabbed the tissues, hung up he phone, and smiled.
