dicKmedown:What are you into, big guy?
Big guy.
I smile as I place my phone next to me on the bed and tug down my sweats. I never wear briefs when I’m just lazing around at home and my hard length springs free, ready for some action. I can smell myself instantly. The heady scent of male arousal. I wrap my fist around my dick, then give it a few slow strokes. I stare at the screen, and the guy’s straightforward tone spurs a similar bluntness in me.
BigOnBacks:Show me your ass
There’s a pause. I never was a guy to beat around the bush. I’m here to get off, not to get a fucking pen pal. Seconds later, a picture of two creamy-white globes pops up on my screen. A navy jockstrap kisses along a golden tan line, and I lift my other fist to my mouth, groaning into it. Fucking hell, that’s a nice ass. All fleshy and peachy-looking. Bite size.
BigOnBacks:Nice. Gonna spread those cheeks for me?
dicKmedown:Thought you’d never ask
A few seconds go by, and then there’s another picture. This time two slender, tanned hands are wrapped around each cheek, spreading them wide open, a pink hole dusted with downy blond hair is staring back at me from the screen. Holy fuck, this guy isn’t playing around. I pump my length and precum leaks from the tip and down the side, making the glide easier. I pay extra attention to the head, where I’m most sensitive, circling my palm around in slow, teasing movements.
I type back, my fingers shaking.
BigOnBacks:You want my dick in your ads?
dicKmedown:Not really, Big Guy
I frown at the screen, then realize what I’ve typed.Shit.
BigOnBacks:Ass. I meant ass
dicKmedown:I know what you meant. Andyes. I want your big fat dick in my ass. Show me.
Damn.I quickly snap a picture of my dick with a nice view of my heavy balls too.
dicKmedown:I see I was right about the big guy thing
Smooth. I know I’m average in almost every way, but I like being flattered just as much as the next guy, so I play along.
BigOnBacks:You think you can take me?
dicKmedown:That better be a rhetorical question. That load for me?
Holy fuck, who is this guy? Well, two can play that game.
BigOnBacks:Yeah. But you gotta work for it
dicKmedown:Oh, I always do. Tell me what you like
BigOnBacks:Fast and hard
Quiet,I almost add. I’m not into a whole lot of noise or chit chat when I fuck someone.
dicKmedown:Music to my ears
I pump my dick faster as I focus on the photo in front of me. The tight pink rim. A tattoo on the back of his left hip, just above his meaty butt cheek, is partially hidden under the jockstrap. It looks like a flower.
BigOnBacks:Fast enough for ya?
dicKmedown:Uh-huh, keep going, big guy. Fuck me deep
Shit, it feels like he’s right here in the room with me. How can I get this caught up in someone just by staring at a damn photo? I’ve been sent ass pics and even dick pics before, but combined with his words, it drivesme crazy. The telltale tingling sensation blooms in my core and bleeds down my thighs, like liquid heat flowing through my body.
“Fuck, that’s it,” I hiss as I fuck my hand, pretending it’s the pink hole in front of me, wrapped tightly around me. It’s been a while since I’ve fucked a guy. I like it. It’s different. It’s almost always quicker and harder. Grittier, somehow.