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Popperbate Gone Wild
🕑 Added 2023-11-22 23:00:06 +0000 UTCI was in NC for a family gathering. With COVID-19 going around I had avoided visiting for the holidays, but my mother insisted I had to come down for this.
Normally I would fly down and stay with one of my brothers or my parents, but I was not taking any risks. I rented a car and drove down, got a hotel near my parents, and posted up there for a couple of days.
Last night in town I wanted to get to bed early, I had to get up at 6:30 am to head back home to NYC and get the car back before the rental place closed.
I was pretty tired from all the outdoor stuff we did in the freezing cold that day, so I was back in the hotel by 7 pm. I showered right away and was in bed by 8 pm. I was hoping to fall asleep around 9 pm and be fully rested for my 10-hour road trip back.
9 pm rolled around and I was not ready to sleep. I decided to jerk off because I hadn’t for a few days and it always helps me fall asleep after.
Looking at porn on the hub, I stumbled across a video of a guy getting railed in his hotel and thought...that’s hot. I wasn’t really in the mood and certainly wasn’t going to stay up late, but curiosity got the better of me and I hopped on Grindr. Just to check out the local talent, not actually going to do anything.
I saw a bunch of hot guys, oddly enough most of the nearby guys were “Straight” and “DL”. I didn’t travel with condoms or lube anyways, I did however bring poppers for masturbation purposes, so I tossed my phone to the side and kept going with porn.
A couple of short videos later I was getting pretty turned on, but nowhere nearing orgasm. I saw my phone light up to let me know I had a new text, I had set it on silent so I wouldn’t wake up from a Facebook notification or something stupid. When I checked the text I saw I had 9 unread messages on Grindr.
Naturally, I looked. Lots of dick pics, all sexy guys, all big dicks, something to be expected in a military town I guess.
“You hosting?”
“Straight looking to get my dick sucked”
“Hey”
“Hey”
“Hey”
“What’s up?”
I was going to just leave it, I really wasn’t in the mood. But I responded anyway. As I was responding, other new guys popped up asking if I was “Looking.” I’m a good-looking guy, a bit of a twink, but I don’t get this much attention back in NY. I guess they don’t get many fresh faces on their grid here. I was enjoying the attention, but most guys bailed when I would tell them I wasn’t trying to hookup.
One sexy nerd, “Preston," black, 23, 6’1” 180 lbs, “DL” was chatty. At this point though, it was already 9:30 so when he asked, “Are you hosting?”
I told him, “I can, I’m staying at the Hilton, but TBH I’m not trying to hookup tonight. I’m just going to beat off and get to sleep.”
“I feel you, love a good popperbate,” he threw out casually.
“A what?”
“When you beat off and take hits from poppers,” he clarified.
“Oh, yeah, well I do have some poppers,” I told him.
“Can I join you, or are you about to nut?” he asked.
I thought about it, if we beat off quickly I can still be asleep by 11:00 and get more than enough sleep to be fresh in the morning.
“If you want to come jerk off with me, I’m down. But it’s really just that, I didn’t even travel with condoms and lube.” I told him.
“That’s cool, I get it, I’ll be there in 10 minutes, I’m not far,” he said.
Twenty minutes later, I answered the door wearing a t-shirt and some light grey Hollister briefs. He quickly stripped to a well filled out jockstrap and t-shirt and hopped in the king bed with me, rubbing himself to full hardness. The bulge was already impressive.
“Can I put on some porn?” he asked, pulling out his phone.
“Please, what are you into?” I asked.
“I get into it all,” he laughed. “Want me to put on some black on white since...you know?” he laughed about our dynamic.
“Yeah, why not” I tried to say meet his casual tone.
He put on a video of two friends “first gay sex.” I was at full mast so I pulled the front of my briefs down under my balls and started to stroke. He took his jockstrap all the way off and his big dick flopped out. Not even fully hard yet I was impressed by his size, it must be at least 8” cut, and it was one of those dicks that the tip is the same size as mine, but the base was more like my wrist.
I pulled out my poppers and took a hit, then passed them to him. He took a hit and passed them back.
He reached off to the side of the bed where he put his backpack, dug out some lube and his own bottle of poppers.
“Mine are stronger” he laughed and put the bottle between us.
He dug out some lube from the jar it came in and applied it to his hardening cock.
“I just need a little,” he smiled at me while stroking.
We watched the porn for a few minutes, swapping stories of our own experiences. In the first conversation lul he asked, “Is there anything you want me to do to help you get off?”
I just wanted to nut and get to sleep, I didn’t need a whole production, “This works for me, what about you?”
There was a pause.
“Well, there is one thing, it might sound weird, but it’s fun and feels good,” he said shyly.
“What is it?” I asked, trying not to laugh at his sudden coyness.
“Have you ever taken part in frotting?” he asked.
“What’s that?”
“It’s like naked grinding, simulating sex without any actual penetration or stuff...it’s fun and helps get us off,” he explained.
I had done this back in high school with a friend of mine, it was hot, but I didn’t know there was a name for it.
“Yeah, ok,” I said.
He quickly got up and between my legs. I was on my back slowly stroking myself, not sure what I was supposed to do. He quickly lifted my butt and slipped a pillow under my ass. Then closed the gap between us, his heavy dick at a rock-hard 8.5” at this point, dwarfing my 5.5” cut cock. He picked the meaty thing up and started stroking himself while also rocking his hips into me.
This felt really hot, his heavy balls were swinging into my ass, giving my hole a tap with every swing. I was surprised at how good that felt.
“This ok?” he asked.
“Yeah, that feels really good actually,” I admitted.
I reached over and grabbed his bottle of poppers, and took a hit in the left nostril. Woh, that gave me a rush, he was not kidding about his being stronger. I took the rest of my hit in the right nostril and my head was spinning. He took the bottle from me and did the same. Not stopping his thrusting, letting his balls keep slapping my hole and his dick sliding up alongside mine, rubbing my balls.
He put my legs on top of his shoulders and rubbed his dick up and down my crack, as it crossed my hole I let out a soft moan. He smiled at me and continued to stroke his dick, thumping it on my hole with every stroke.
I started to go hard on my dick, bringing myself closer to orgasm. He lay down on his back, still between my legs, and started stroking some more. This angle didn’t allow his dick to tap my hole with each stroke, but every couple of strokes he would stop just push his dick towards me to thump the head on my hole and elicit a slight moan from me.
“I’ll bet you really enjoy getting rimmed,” he said sitting back up.
I stopped stroking for a second, I do love getting rimmed, but since we are not going to have sex I wasn’t going to ask him to rim me...it just seemed unfair.
“I do, but you don’t have to do that,” I told him.
“I don’t mind,” he said with a grin.
He quickly lay on his stomach and his head went right in. That amazing tingle went through my entire body as his tongue licked all around and slightly into my hole. I let out a soft moan. Quickly I grabbed his poppers and took another hit, heightening the sensation of his oral skills.
I went back to stroking myself, he started to dig his tongue into my hole, and I let out another quiet moan. I was enjoying his tongue so much that I stopped stroking and held my legs up so he could get even deeper.
He dug his tongue deep for a few more minutes then moved up and sucked my balls a little, I let my legs fall onto his back and started to stroke myself again.
“Fuck dude, you’re really good at that,” I said, catching my breath.
He got back on his knees between my legs and went back to stroking himself. He slowly slid his dick up and down my now slick hole, and another moan escaped my body. I picked up the pace on my own dick.
I watched as he took another hit off the poppers, and then handed them to me. I took another hit in the left and felt him sliding his dick on my hole.
“Mmm,” I moaned. Then started taking a deep hit in the right.
He pushed a little harder at my hole as I inhaled, it felt so good but he only pushed enough for the pressure and stimulation, not for penetration. I was breathing heavily with pleasure, furiously stroking my dick, feeling my orgasm building. When he pulled his dick away, the pressure and the building orgasm went with it.
I kept stroking, trying to get it back, dropping one leg to his side so I could flex and build my orgasm up. He kissed my leg that was on his shoulder then started to thump his dick on my balls. That was both pain and pleasure, but then he started thumping harder and the pleasure stopped so I lifted my balls so he was thumping that space between my balls and my hole. This felt much better.
He lay back flat on his back again. Stroking himself harder and faster. I had to sit up on my elbow to see him since my hips were still propped up high on the pillow. He looked incredibly sexy, his muscles flexing with every stroke, and his breathing was heavy with pleasure, I could tell he was getting close.
Not to be left out I lay back and started going hard on myself. He kept rubbing my legs with his free hand, this felt good but not as good as his dick rubbing my hole.
He grabbed the poppers and took another deep hit, then he sat up and passed me the open bottle. I took it and took a long inhale in the left and he again pushed the tip on my hole, another slightly louder moan came out instantly. I took another long inhale on the right and capped the bottle, my head falling to the bed with pleasure.
He rubbed his head on my hole, I could feel my hole relaxing enough to catch the head as he went up and down and pressed the tip in my ring. I started stroking again, breathing heavily with pleasure.
“Fuck…” I whispered in my breathing and flexing.
He was rotating between stroking, thumping the head on my hole and actually pushing pressure on my hole. I was getting closer to cumming by the second. It felt amazing.
He stopped for a second and leaned forward and got the poppers from me, the pleasure stopped as he took a hit. I watched him take another hit and pass me the bottle. Not that I needed it, but I wanted to keep up and I took another hit. The left first, taking a second to let it sink in, feeling him lift his dick back up my crack and across my hole.
I let out a soft moan, then started inhaling on the right while he pushed the tip on my hole some more, sending so much pleasure through my body as I breathed in. I let out a low moan as I slowly exhaled. He kept adding a little more pressure as my head fell back to the bed.
Fuck this was feeling amazing, my hole was trying to open around the head of his cock but he wasn’t pushing hard enough to get the tip in, just enough to elicit a slightly louder moan.
I started to stroke again, not wasting all this pleasure. My dick was rock hard. He stopped adding pressure, pulling his cock away from my hole and stroking it while thrusting like he did before. I felt his balls slapping my ass again, this felt good too and I was stroking like a madman.
I saw him spit on his dick for lube, then rubbed his head up and down my crack again.
“Mmm,” I moaned.
“Fuck yeah” he whispered, letting the tip of his dick catch my hole.
I moaned some more when it caught, reflexively letting him know that was the pleasure spot. He added more spit to his cock, then rubbed it into my crack and caught my hole again and again I would let out an uncontrollable moan.
I was so close to cumming, then he stopped again. His dick popped up next to mine as he leaned forward grabbing the poppers once again. I couldn’t stroke myself with his big dick laying on mine so I just lifted my hips a little to get it to fall back down between my ass cheeks as he took a hit of the poppers.
“Mmm,” he let out a moan as I moved his dick back down my crack.
He passed me the poppers again, and again I took a deep hit on the left as he pushed his tip against my hole.
“Fuuuuck” I moaned. Then paused a few seconds before taking the rest of my hit on the right.
He quickly added more spit and was right back against my hole as I finished inhaling on the right, adding more pressure. Before I could cap the bottle he took it from me and took another hit. Slowly on one side, then the other, not letting up on the pressure on my hole. My body non-stop getting pleasure from him. My dick leaking precum.
He passed the poppers to me again, my head still spinning from the last hit. I lay back flat and took a long deep hit on the left. He pulled back, adding more spit, and instantly was back to pushing on my hole. I moaned and took my hit on the right, inhaling nice and slow as he slowly pushed even harder on my hole.
It felt so good, my head spinning, my hole giving in to his pressure, I felt the head pop in.
“Oh fuck” I moaned in ecstasy.
“Mmmhmm” he moaned, not letting up.
My head was spinning, my brain sending a thousand thoughts at once. The loudest was, “fuck that feels good,” the next loudest was, “I hope he brought a condom.” Unsure of what was going through his head, I didn’t want to ask for a condom and have that be the green light to turn this into sex. After all, this had already gone on way too long and I did need to cum and get to sleep, but fuck it felt good.
Still stroking my cock slowly, enjoying all the sensations, the feeling of just the tip stretching my hole, I decided to let it play out. He wasn’t pushing in more, just stroking my legs and pulsing his dick. Probably leaking precum into my hole.
Preston pulled the tip back out and started stroking himself, all the pleasure went away. I wanted his head back on my hole but didn’t know how to say it without suggesting he pushed all the way in.
“Fuck that felt good,” I whispered.
There was a pause. He thumped his dick on my hole. I let out a soft moan.
“Yeah, your hole sucked me in a little,” he laughed.
“You don’t have anything right?” I asked, knowing this was something I should’ve asked way earlier.
“Of course not, but don’t worry I’m not planning to fuck anyway,” he reassured.
We both stroked in silence, hearing only each other breathing and the muffled sounds of porn coming from his phone under the blankets. My body wanted that pressure again, but he was now lying flat and stroking himself.
Clearly, he was getting close to cumming so I sat forward on my elbow, reached forward, and started to play with his balls. He let out a moan, then sat back up on his knees, still stroking his dick.
“I’m getting close,” he told me.
I grabbed his poppers, opened them, and put them under his nose for him so he could stroke and take a hit. Then I lay back and took my own hit, as I inhaled on the left he added spit to his dick, then I took a hit on the right and he started pushing on my hole again. Fuck that felt so good I just kept inhaling.
I let out a moan as I exhaled, then started to furiously stroke my dick. I felt his head pop in again, and again I moaned in pleasure.
“Oh fuck” he whispered.
I just kept breathing heavily and stroking, he pushed a little harder, and the pressure sent pleasure through my entire body.
“Oh shit,” I groaned, throwing my head back down.
He pulled out slowly, added spit, and pushed back in, this time going a little deeper.
“Mmm,” I moaned, pounding my dick and flexing my ass muscles.
“Fuck man,” he whispered in pleasure.
I felt him give a little thrust to get in a little more, no pain only pleasure.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered back, feeling my hole stretching a little more.
I was so close to cumming, I didn’t want him to stop. He slowly pulled out, added more spit, then pushed a couple of inches in as I moaned like a bitch from the pleasure.
He kept adding pressure and my hole kept letting him in slowly. He took a quick hit of the poppers and then put them under my nose. As I breathed in, he pushed in, and then I took the rest of my hit and felt him push in more.
My head was spinning, and I was on the cusp of cumming.
“Feel good?” he asked softly.
“I’m so close to cumming,” I warned.
“Good,” he whispered and pushed in more.
I let out a moan.
“How’s that?” he asked.
“Fuck dude, I’m close,” I told him.
I felt him slowly pulling out and then pushing in all the way to the hilt, this came with a sting and held my orgasm off a little. I winced as he bottomed out.
“Take another hit,” he suggested.
I grabbed the bottle, and he slowly pulled out and added more spit before I could get the cap off. I inhaled on the left, he started to push back in. I inhaled on the right and he went all the way in again.
“Oh fuuck,” I groaned.
“Mmm...fuuuck,” he moaned as he bottomed out, flexing inside me.
I started stroking again, only pleasure thrusting into me with every downstroke of his torpedo dick.
“Oh shit man,” he moaned, slowly pulling out and pushing back in.
“Fuck dude, I’m so close,” I warned him, flexing my ass around his cock.
“Me too dude,” he also warned.
He started to thrust harder and just a little faster, but definitely deeper with every thrust. I felt my orgasm boiling over.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I said, pounding my dick and flexing my legs around him.
“Me too dude, want me to pull out?” he asked, thrusting even harder back in.
His dick was pressing on that button inside me and my orgasm couldn’t be stopped. I felt my balls tighten, my ass tighten around his dick.
“I’m cumming,” I shouted just above a whisper, my legs shaking from the pleasure.
“Me too, I’m gonna nut in you,” he said and I felt him swelling and erratically thrusting.
“Oh fuck” I said as I started shooting cum onto my abs.
“Oh...fuuuck,” he growled, shooting his cum inside my hole, thrusting hard and deep.
“Oh fuck yes,” I whispered, my body convulsing from my orgasm and the pleasure of him shooting off inside me.
“Oh shit,” he whispered, rocking his last thrust into me, his balls slapping my ass once more and then stopping.
Both of us were out of breath, me milking the last few drops out of my dick and him flexing the last of his cum into me.
“Damn dude,” he whispered, slowly shaking his head and looking into my eyes with a big smile.
“I know right?” I whispered back, closing my eyes and enjoying the post-nut moment.
His dick was starting to deflate and he very slowly pulled out of me. Both of us coming down from our popper high and our massive cum filled orgasms.
Once his dick popped out he lay flat on his back, breathing heavily, looking up at the ceiling. I did the same, we sat in silence for a moment. You could hear the porn on his phone, muffled, lost in the sheets, you could hear someone dramatically cumming.
I pulled it out from under the blanket and looked at it, the clock read “1:30 AM”.
“Shit, it’s really late,” I told him, handing him his phone.
“Yeah, not exactly a quick jerk off huh?” he laughed and wiped his dick with a washcloth.
“Way better,” I grinned, lifting my ass and pulling my briefs back on.
I took down Preston’s info before he left. Since my family lives there I can hit him up for another jerk-off session next time I’m in town. Needless to say, it was caffeine that got me back to NY the next day.
