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A Hot Chocolatey Story

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 14 Jul 1998 1 comments
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by Hot Chocolate 20 year old, 5'11-6'0, 180 lbs, 7 inches uncut, black straight but very bi-curious male from Toronto seeks other straight but bi-curious males in the Toronto area for some hot j/o encounters. Race is not a factor but you must be at least 21 years of age or older. You must be discreet, and clean. Anal sex is out of the question but oral, and assplay is a must (I love getting my ass played with.) If you have any toys (ie, dildoes, vibrators) that is an added bonus. I also have a huge male foot fetish (there is something about a guy's naked feet, particularly in white men that turns me on so much.) If you are interested, contact me at hotchocolate@wowmail.com or at chocolatehot@hotmail.com. Serious replies only, please. Weeks had passed and I had gotten responses from some guys but as usual, I would lose contact with them for various reasons. Anyhow, this one particular guy, Tom ,e-mailed me a few times saying he was very interested in us getting together. This had all began when he had a put a a BBS message asking any guy who had went to a recent j/o party in Toronto a couple of weeks ago to give him the "411" about the party. I had replied to him and later on after e-mailing for a while, he asked if I would like for us to meet each other but suggesting first that it would be better if we knew each other more. Fortunately, both of us had ICQ so one Wednesday night, me and him were on ICQ chat for about on hour getting to know each other. He began to type: "You are some hot stud.": I replied to him: "You're not bad yourself." There was a slight pause on both of our ends. I then began to type: "So when do you wanna meet?" He began type very slowly as if nervous: "Tomorrow okay?" I smiled. "Perfect with me." I typed, This might sound unrealistic to some. How can I meet a guy who I hardly know somewhere downtown so we can get our rocks off? Well you are 20, and horny, trust me you'll do just about anything. "What time?" I typed. "12:30?" He began typing. "I have meetings and the such." I then began typing: "Should we meet at the same spot I've mentioned in the previous messages?" Tom and I always e-mailed each other saying that we would meet each other at a certain place and but to only hear a reply saying none of us was not able to make it. He began typing: "Sure. I guess we should have some sign to show it is us." I began to think. I then began typing. "I'll be wearing a light blue and white jacket, blue jeans, and black and white running shoes. U?" There was a slight pause on the other end. He then began to type: "I'll be wearing a white Gap shirt, with brown khakis and brown shoes." I really began to get excited. I then typed: "No problemo!! So it is set right?" I watched as the words appeared quickly underneath his name: "Sure." After logging off, my mind was in daze. I was so excited, I was gonna meet guy tomorrow and we were gonna jack off. There was some thrill to all this. Meeting a guy you barely know just to relieve your sexual tension through jacking off. Did not sound bad to me! Tom and I had agreed that we were gonna go to a place in Toronto which was like a bathhouse called "The Spa." Before we left chat, he had told me that he was gonna be online around 10:30 in the morning the next day so we could make final adjustments to our an encounter. That night I was very restless and could not sleep. I kept staring at my clock radio counting the hours to my "ordeal". Finally I began to get drowsy and in minutes my eyes began to drop. Throughout the night, I had a dream about me and Tom meeting each other but something had happened. For some strange reason, we were not able to meet as Tom had something else that coming up. The next morning, I was so excited about my afternoon meeting that I hopped right in front of my computer to check to see if Tom was in fact online. I still had that gut feeling that Tom was gonna cancel on me, and it was getting more intensed. As I logged on, I instantly saw a message on ICQ from Tom. When I clicked on to it, I saw a long message. I instantly knew something was wrong. I began to read the message: Hey,...listen dude - I've gotta cancel on you this aft...I thought I could cancel my meeting at noon to hook up but really shouldn't...it wouldn't be very responsible of me - however maybe next week - Friday we can meet in the afternoon and find someplace to work each other's bone...remember I'm away T and W and it's a long weekend...maybe we could take a drive someplace and find a nice secluded area and go at it there......I'm real sorry - but think it is the only thing I can do...we can meet for a coffee first get to know one another and then head out from there...look for me on line later this afternoon...unless you head to the spa yourself...loved talking to you last night - you can really get my rod going...'til later dude... "Shit!!" I said to myself, "I knew this was gonna happen to me!" I felt like a reject. I couldn't believe this! I was so hyped about today and now this? I sat there in front of my computer screen for ten minutes thinking, "Next week? I don't want to wait to next week. I wanna fuckin' jack/off now!" I then paused. An idea had struck in my mind. There was a place in Toronto called the Barracks which was a lot better than The Spa. "Fuck," I said to myself. "No guy is gonna get me all excited and then turn me down last minute. I want fuckin' action and fuckin' action I'm gonna get!" Later that afternoon I took long shower. I prepared myself for what I was not expecting one of the nights in my life I would never forget. I trimmed my hair, shaved, and groomed myself nicely putting on the right amount of cologne. It was after five and I was running a bit late. I had brought my bag pack with me and headed downtown. I arrived downtown within an hour and started searching for the place. This was my first time at this place but I ran across it on the web a couple of times. I finally got to the place. My heart started to jump. I was so excited. I could not believe I was doing this. I stood in front of the building. It looked like an old renovated house. It had a huge ring on the door as it's door knob. I opened and stood at the front. The man behind the counter greeted me. "Hi." "How much is for a room and locker?" I asked (I'm still amazed at my calmness and maturity when confronted by the "clerk") "Eight dollars for six hours." He replied. "Six hours?" I thought. "There is no way I would be in here for six hours." "Really good." I said. I took my money out of my wallet and paid up front. After signing a form, the clerk gave me a lock, a towel and told me where to the lockers were. "Enjoy." He smirked. "Thanks." I said. There was another door that was in front of me that I had to go through. When opened it, there was a staircase leading upstairs. The place was dark and was illuminated by red crimson lights that were suspended in the ceiling. To my left was the lounging area, where guys, only in their towels, were socializing. To my right seemed to be hallway that turned to it's left. I was so excited in the atmosphere I had introduced myself into, that I went straight upstairs to the lockers. Music was playing throughout the whole place (some underground shit. . who knows.) I found a vacant locker and immediately started taking my clothes off. I already began turning heads. This one guy who seem to be roaming in the hallways immediately noticed me. He was of average build, about 5'10, hairy chest, dark and mesmerizing eyes to kill, and looked like he was from Europeon descent or Mediterian. I glanced at him a couple of times while I was taking off my clothes. I looked again, he was gone. At this time I was naked and had the towel wrapped around me. "Gee they really make these towels skimpy." I said to myself. I began my tour of the second level where the majority of rooms were. As I began walking, on my immediate right was a very dark room, I saw a guy in a sling who was tied in. His legs were spread apart and had seemed to be either all by himself or waiting for someone. I looked at the door of this room: "No Holes Barred!!" It exclaimed. It had then clicked to me. "The fisting room." I said to myself smirking. I've never seen anybody actually get fisted or fist someone except on pics on the net. Not really my thing. I continued walking down the maze of the hallway. They were pics of naked guys with huge hard-ons splattered all over the walls. Some looked bikers, other looked like twinks. As I continued to walk, I began approach the rooms. Some doors were closed. Others were opened with guys laying on a bed completely naked stroking their hard dicks. They had a very dimmed light in their room making their masculine bodies into a silhouette. My dick instantly stood attention. I tried to cover so I would not seem so eager and easy. As I turned the corner, I began peeping in more rooms. One guy layed there in the bed stroking his dick. I began to stare at him. From the dimmed lights, I could tell that he was bearded, very mature (probably in his 40's) and was quite hairy. As he spotted me, he began to stroke faster. I began to smile at him. Beside him was another open room. Three guys were in there (probably around my age,) were all stroking but it seemed they were all friends and were conversing about God knows what. I thought by me intruding in their room seemed too rude so I continued to walk. I then turned back to the room with the hairy man. I smiled at him again. He again began to stroke faster. I then pushed my head into the room. "You seem to be having fun. Need any help?" I asked.. I was not to sure exactly what he said but as I let myself in, he closed the door behind me and started to grope me (I must admit that is not exactly what happened, I believe we chatted for a bit first before he started to grope me, but at this point I couldn't remember when typing this story and besides, who cares!!!) His hands felt so strong, I felt completely weak by them. He had hands of a sculptor. He continued to explore my body as I took my right and started caressing his chest. He then stood me up and ripped my towel off my body. He gazed at my naked body under the dim lights. His eyes then became fixed on my uncut dick. My foreskin was already pulled over my cock and it stood very stiff. He could not resist. His right hand reached over for my cock and started playing with it. The sensations his hand made to me cock began to drive me wild. I lost control. I removed the towel that partly covered him as my hand dived right for his cock. His cock was long and big like a submarine. He was uncut too but it was hard to tell as the lights were dimmed very low. I continued stroking his cock has I watched it turned from pink to rosy pink. His cock was so beautiful. He began to breath heavy as I began playing with his nips. He then bent his down towards my chest and started licking my pecs. God it felt so good!! I held onto to his head as my hand guided his head further down. It did not take long for him to re-discover my cock and in one gulp, he invaginate my cock with his mouth. His mouth felt so warm as his tongue began encircling my cock head. I arched my back and flung my neck back as the he continued to suck me. He lips felt so good on my cock. He would not stop, he kept sucking on it, mesmerized by the taste of my cock. I began caressing his back as he continued to blow me. I then felt my cock being released by his mouth as he moved up to my face. As he approached my neck he started devouring it with kisses. I really had felt uncomfortable with a man kissing me but at the moment, I could not care. I allowed him to devour my neck as I continued to stroke his dick. I then pushed him down flat on his back. I gazed as he hungry cock. "Yeah," he began to moan. I started on the underside of his cock and began to lick him up slowly up to his cock head. His head instantly flung back as his hands grasped my head. He had a salty taste to him as the aroma of his pubic hair filled every grove in my sinuses. He smelt like he had worked hard in the boiling unbearable sun and then had two beers to quench his thirst. He smelled so masculine! "You like that?" I asked. "Yeah," he grunted. "You like the way how lick your dick?" "Fuck yeah." He moaned. His fingers continued to make little circles on my shaved head. I then grasped his cock in my hand. I stuck my tongue out like a dart and began circling his cock head with my tongue. He began tense. I then began to open my mouth wider and then engulfed his dick with my mouth. I sucked it ever so delicately as he continued to moan. He wrapped his naked legs around my neck as I continue to suck him off. My middle finger became really idle and found its way into the crack of his ass. . I took his cock out of mouth and spat heavily on my finger. I then slowly started playing with his asshole. Then, very slowly, I inched my middle finger into his ass. He moaned loudly as I went deeper, slowly. "Feels good?" I asked. He did not say anything. He was so involved in what I was doing to him that he felt hypnotized by my finger. I continued up until my knuckle met with his cheeks. I then slowly pulled my finger out and inserted back in slowly. He was loving it. I felt like I had completely had him under control. My finger was controlling every feeling, every nerve impulse, every afferent nerve cell in his body. He then brought my head up to his face. I felt the impulse of him wanting him to french me. I felt uninhibited. His tongue lashed my face as he continued to squeeze me. Then our tongues met. There was no control in both of us. Our tongues began battling in each other's oral cavity as our saliva swished everywhere. I never felt this way with a guy before. It felt totally different then with a girl. I then felt his hand reached over to my ass and he grabbed it with ever force. "Oh yeah," I moaned. "Grabbed that black ass." This got him more excited as his finger started to explore my crack. It did not take too long for him to find my asshole and with one push, he shoved his finger up my ass. My asshole was really tight and I felt a little pain. Quickly, it turned into pleasure. "Oh yeah . . .finger fuck that ass." I grunted. He then flipped me over on my back and had my feet in my air with my legs spread wide. He continued probing my hungry asshole while licking my balls. I moaned at every stroke his tongue made on my balls in conjunction with his thrusting finger. He held one of my feet as he continued finger fucking me. It felt so good. I then had quickly remember listen to a sex radio program about gripping your partners fingers when they finger you (don't ask why it popped in my mind) and within seconds, I began gripping his finger with my asshole. He looked up at me. "Fuck boy, you're one tight dude." I smiled at him as I continue to let him fuck me with his miniature dick. I grabbed my dick and started stroking it. My cock felt hot, on fire, and ever so powered, but I knew it was gonna take me ages before I came. His tongue all of sudden had a mind of it's own. Within a few seconds, I felt a hot slippery flesh flick itself against my hungry asshole. He had his head between my ass cheeks and began ravishing my asshole as if he had not eaten in days. "Ooooh yeah." I began to moan. The slurping his tongue made against my hungry rosebud was unbearable. I had quickly looked at my right to see a wall length mirror. I watched as the man's head moved crazily between my asscheeks. The dim light was enough to cast an image that the mirror reflected. My legs were wide a part as with my feet hooked over his shoulders while his head lay there between the warmth of my ass. I stared through the mirror looking at what to me seem like the ultimate porn scene. It was hot, it was dick pulsating, it was erotic, it was horny, it was satisfying. . .. . it was me. He then rose up from my ass and began to brighten the light to see his prize. He paused. He then went over to the light and brighten it a bit more, enough to see the primary and secondary details of my face and body. He glanced at me and the licked his lips. He then dove back to my rosebud swinging my legs further over head with my butt in the air. He began to make noises of a hungry truck man munching on his lunch as he continued to dive his tongue up my hole. I immediately grabbed my dick and started stroke it rapidly. He then took his hands to lift my legs even further above my head. At this point, my back was perpendicular to the bed and my feet were completely over my head. I hooked my feet underneath the bed head and watched from below as he ate me out. His eyes seemed drowned in between my asscheeks as periodically I would see him look down at me. "Yeah eat me. Tongue fuck my asshole." I began. "Like that asshole? Huh? You like eating my asshole you nasty fuck?" The man nodded his head as continue to eat me out. It felt like hours, as my back began to ache in the position I was in (thank god I am flexible) but I didn't care. Neither did he. All my sensations were focussed on my asshole and how this man was devouring it like a gourmet meal. I then began to feel a pressure build inside my cock. It began slowly to increase. I knew it was time. I quickly took his head and gently pushed it away from my asshole as he began to lay back. I sat up and became jacking my dick, him the same. "How far are you?" I asked. "Just about to cum," he said breathing heavily. "U?" "Same here." I replied. The both of us continued to stroke our cocks making sure to look into each other's face. The pressure got bigger and bigger as I felt my asshole twitch. I began to moan louder signalyl I was just about to explode. He did the same. The pressure just got bigger and bigger the same time my asshole twitched faster, and I began to stroke my dick faster. My legs began to quiver. . . .I was breathing heavy . . .my stomach was turning. . . .I couldn't help it. . . I was gonna . . . "Oh fuck . . I'm gonna cum!" I yelped. My hips began to buck out of control. "Ahh, shit!" yelled the guy. His body was quivering just like mine. We both began to yell together as the pressure arouse to the tip of our cocks. I felt my whole body convulsed as I felt hot streams of cum shoot out of my dick and land on my stomach. I heard his screams too as he bucked out of control. I then let out big breath as my whole my body began to relax. Everything soon began to get quiet. We both layed there in a sticky mess. It felt fuckin' great!!! The man began to stroke my arm. "You are one hot fuck you know that?" "You're not bad either." The both of us began to smile at each other. I then got up with my legs pinning his shoulders. "By the way . .what was your name? " "Bill" he exclaimed "James" I said offering my hand for a handshake.. "Well James, you are some type of guy." Bill said shaking my hand. "Takes a lot of practice." I said beginning to laugh. Bill began to laugh.