Jay's Stories
patreon
No Strings Attached E2 | A run down motel with a handsome stranger isn't my brightest idea
🕑 Added 2025-08-13 14:00:02 +0000 UTCEveryone is over the age of 18
----------------------------------------
“So what do you say?”
Blake leaned on the bar table, smirking like he already knows the answer. With my balls aching full, he’s not wrong. He’s a great kisser too.
“Come here.” Blake brushes my hair back and his hand guides my face gently to his again. His cool lips suck on mine and make my crotch tingle. I think he might be the most typically handsome guy to ever give me any attention. I gasped into his mouth again as he squeezed my hard-on through my pants.
“Dude,” the barman warns us again. “I ain’t getting into shit with the boss. Take it to the back.”
Blake kisses me again before turning his head to the barman. His hand lingers on my cock, squeezing along the rigid shape. “Not necessary, boss,” he says. His hand move to mine. “We’re going.”
I stood up instinctually as he did, and he led the way out of the bar while holding my hand. It felt like a dream, and my heart raced as the handsome stranger pulled me through the crowd until we were outside.
“You’re good with this right?” Blake turned back and asked. “You’re even taller in the light.”
He was too. And more handsome. He leaned in to kiss me again.
“Yeah.”
“Yeah?” He whispers in my mouth as he kisses me again.
“Yeah.” I felt his muscular chest through his black shirt. Then, we walked away from the bar. It took about 5 minutes before we arrived at a rundown-looking motel.
“I’m not Ted Bundy,” Blake reassures me with a smile. He must have noticed the worried look I had. Like I said, I’m kind of a mild guy and I’ve never gone to someone’s motel room before, let alone someone I met just an hour ago. We get to the room and he lets me in first. The light was a bit dingy, but the room looked relatively clean. “Do you want some water or anything?”
“I…” I looked around the room, not sure what I’m looking for. Something dangerous or something that shouldn’t be there, I suppose.
“Relax.” Blake takes off his shoes and sits on the bed. “I’m just a regular guy who wants…well I’m like you.”
Like me? My dick surges to full hardness again as Blake takes off his shirt. He looks like a fitness model with the lines defining his muscles like they’ve been drawn on.
“Come here and touch.” Blake chuckles. I must be staring. I sit down next to him and kick off my shoes. It was hard to look at him with those startling hazel eyes. “Hey, Wyatt.”
I turn my head to face those eyes and he kisses me again. In the motel room silence, I melt into his touch and he pushes me down gently onto the mattress.
“Oh..oh…” I moan involuntarily as his hands slip up my hoodie and electrify me with his touch. He pushes my legs apart with his knees and grinds on me. “Oh my god…”
“I know you want to get fucked,” Blake whispered while kissing me. “I felt it when I saw you walk in.” He grinded extra hard on me and I whimpered into his mouth.
“Ah!” His hand went down my pants and grabbed my rock-hard cock. “Ah!...Ah!..” My balls felt ready to explode with all the cum I’ve been holding in. “Wait I’m going to…”
“Uh uh…don’t bust yet…” He buries his head into my neck and sucks. I grip onto his blond wavy hair as I contort underneath the tall stud. His hand isn’t moving but the sensation of his fist wrapped around my shaft is almost enough to do it for me. “You’re so wet.”
Oh god, don’t say wet right now.
Just as I was about to cum into my pants, Blake released the weight he has on me. He undoes his pants and pulls them down along with his boxers, revealing a juicy thick cock with trimmed blond pubes.
I stare at the majestic man in front of me as he pulls down my pants too.
“OH!!” I cry out as his hand wraps around my leaky cock. He spreads my pre-cum on my shaft, quickly making the whole thing slick. “Wait!” I cry out in a panic and hold his wrist down, making his fist pull my foreskin down. “Oh…Oh….oh….” A river of precum streams down his fingers.
“Shit.” Blake focuses on my dick and shifts his hand slightly, covering the tip and then pulling it down again slowly. The head releases another river of precum while I tremble at his touch. “I’ve never seen anyone leak this much.”
“Just…oh…” I hold his wrist down again and bite my lips. “I’m so close…”
Blake lets go of my wet dick and inspects his hand. “You wouldn’t need any lube.” He grabs his own cock and rubs my pre-cum onto himself. Then he takes more of my juices from the tip and slathers it on his shaft. “Lift your legs?”
I do so and grab from behind my knees. Exposing myself to a stud like this felt straight out of my fantasies. His cock, slick with my own precum, rubbed my hole in such an exciting way I started to stroke myself slightly.
“You ready?”
“Yeah..oh…Ohhh..OHHHH!” His thick cock stretched my opening as it went in. “Oh…Oh….oh…” I couldn’t stop moaning as he went deeper inside me.
OH!! OH MY GOD! OH!!
“Wait!” I cry out in surprise.
But it was too late.
I look down as cum spilled out of my dick like hot lava. The load I had backed up in me flowed out onto my black hoodie. No contractions started and I writhed with his thick dick pushing up against my prostate as my jizz overflowed out of me.
“Holy shit…” Blake chuckled in surprise. “That’s hot.” He picked up my dick and I immediately grabbed his wrist.”
“I’m close!!!”
“I gotta fuck you.”
“Oh my god!!!”
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
I hung onto his wrist so he wouldn’t stroke. His thrusts into me pushed right into my prostate, making me feel like I was about to cum at any moment.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Mmm…” Blake tilts his head back as he pumps into me. His mouth opens in a perfect O shape. His hand stays steady at the base of my cock and I gain enough control to let go of his wrist. He smiles and looks down at me. “You like that?”
“Yeah…” I breathe heavy, feeling his stronger thrusts into me.
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Let me hear it,” Blake pants, then gritting his teeth to fuck me harder.
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Oh god! Oh my god!!” I’m not faking it. His cock is pounding me at the perfect spot.
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Oh god! Oh god!!!” His athletic drilling is driving me insane.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Oh! Oh!! Oh!!!” I lost control of my cock and looked down at it.
Here it comes.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
“FUCK!!!” I cry out. My dick reaches the point of no return and I give into the impending explosion.
THWACK! The first spurt splashes on my face and when I open my mouth in surprise, the second spurt goes straight in my mouth.
“Holy shit!” Blake stops in surprise.
“Fuck me!” I moan. The lack of movement made my orgasm die down. There's still such much in my balls. I need it out!
I NEED IT OUT!
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Oh my …GOD!” I let out a strangled cry as another huge spurt erupts out of me and hits my face. “Don't stop! Don't stop!”
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
“Holy shit…” Blake repeats between his panting. “That's so hot.”
The taste of my cum made me cough. Getting pounded made it hard to swallow and my jizz lingered in my throat as the stud drilled me.
“Can you still take it? I'm not done yet.”
“Yeah.” I grabbed my cock and stroked quickly.
I'm not done yet either.
Comments
John Doe Joe
GOD DAMN
Mit Seiler
Damn! This is intensely sexy!
