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Chubby Virgin (mm)
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FD> I was wondering if you can write a special male/male for me. I
FD> would like to see the males this time be fat, overweight, sort of Sumo
FD> sized individuals. Please help the chubby chaser in me.
Your wish is my command????? (BG)
CHUBBY VIRGIN
Two months ago, I turned nineteen and had my first sexual
encounter. Sound bizarre for this day and age? Not really, I'm
gay and have known it for years. I have always drooled over the
hunks in gym class at school, and wanted to suck their cocks and
be fucked by them. I'm on the heavy side and guys don't go for
fatties. They like trim bodies, so I thought.
I live with my mother. She works crazy shifts at the hospital,
sometimes even double shifts. Three months ago, she rented out
our spare bedroom to a writer. The only time Rich came out was
to eat.
Rich is forty, tall and handsome, with huge hands. Three weeks
before my birthday. Mom had to work late; I fell asleep on the
couch while reading. Suddenly, I woke with a start. I was
dressed in cotton briefs and a tee shirt, and hand was rubbing
slowly over my butt.
I stirred and bent my knees, moving my legs slightly apart.
After a minute or two, the hand began rubbing lightly over my
cotton encased cock and balls. I knew it was Rich by the huge
hands and because no one else was in the house. He soon stopped
and I played possum till he left the room.
The next night, I lay on my back in the darkness of the living
room. I awoke to my legs being gently pulled apart and large
fingers searching for my cock under my briefs.
My cock rose to the occasion and started to leak pre-cum
juices, staining the front of my briefs. When I whispered how
good it felt he pulled his hand away and left the room.
The following night, Mom was home. I thought Rich wouldn't
come into my room so I slipped naked under the covers. At
midnight, I felt the covers pull away and his hands tease my
nipples as he whispered he was glad I liked what he was doing.
Rich's hands moved lower and spread my legs wide. His hand
covered my entire crotch, and massaged it. I gyrated against
his hand until his fingers parted and my cock stood up straight
between them. He caught the head of my cock between his thumb
and forefinger and spread the oozing pre-cum around. Then my
body tensed. Rich told me to relax and kept playing with the
head of my prick. I wanted more. He told me how much he like
my cock, and how much he wanted to do more. But, just as
suddenly he left my room and left me to finish the job of
jerking myself off.
One morning, a week later, Rich came into the kitchen looking
for coffee wearing a towel around his waist. When he saw me
alone, he whisked it away, exposing a long thick erection. His
cock was 8 inches long if it was an inch. I had never been so
close to another man's erect cock before.
It almost glowed with a blood red tip peeking from the
foreskin. I reached out to touch it. It twitched against my
hand, forcing me to flinch and pull away. As my courage grew, I
reached out again, but he heard my mother stirring.
He rewrapped the towel around his waist and exited to his room.
That night, when Rich came to my room, wrapped in just towel
again. He said he had something better to use on my cock than
his finger, as he removed his towel and let his cock swing in
the open air. He twisted me around to the edge of my bed and
knelt on the floor between my legs. He rubbed his hand over my
cock and lifted my legs over his shoulders. Rich leaned forward
and kissed the head of my cock. Gently he parted his lips and
began to lick me, his tongue darting deeply in the peehole and
around the head.
When he sucked my entire 7 inches into his mouth, my breath
left me. I was getting dizzy from the feeling of warmth and raw
sexuality. I could look down and see him beating off his meat
while eating me. This night he brought me to my climax and
swallowed every drop of my virgin cum.
He told me how beautiful he thought my chubby little body was,
as he licked the inside of my thighs. He kneaded my nipples
with his hands, and rubbed the roundness of my belly. When he
finished he let my legs back down and left. There was a puddle
of cum on the floor where he had jerked off. This continued for
a week, with nightly visits to suck me off. He always followed
the same routine and left right after I came.
Mom had to work the night of my birthday. Rich volunteered to
take me to a movie. I dressed in tee shirt and cutoffs, and I
wore no underwear in anticipation.
Rich took me to my first gay porno movie in the next town over.
We sat alone in the balcony. I had gotten up the nerve to
squeeze his cock through his pants while he kissed me.
Then, saving the best for last, he took me to a motel. I lay
naked on the bed watching, as Rich stripped down.
He was ready for action, with his cock standing straight out
from his groin. As he approached the bed, I reached out without
apprehension this time and examined his cock in the dim light of
the motel room. It was warm and pulsing in my hand; the tip was
seeping pre-cum and I moved my mouth over the head and licked it
slowly. The taste was pungent and the skin felt like velvet.
He moaned with pleasure and started to push it deeper in to my
mouth.
While fucking my mouth, he was squeezing my nipples and the
flesh around them. Pulling from my mouth, he got on the bed and
laid on top of me. He kissed my neck and ears, and licked all
of my body. He sucked on my nipples and I felt a charge of
electricity run into my crotch. I felt like a piece of creamy
pastry being devoured by a starving man. There was not one
square inch of my body his tongue missed, before he centered his
attentions on my cock.
Rich knew what he was doing, I was being raised from one
plateau of pleasure to another. When he had me lie on my
stomach and placed a pillow under my rear, I was in a trance of
sexual heat. I knew what he intended, I feared the pain but I
also wanted it-now and completely!
Positioned behind me, he placed a rubber on his cock and
greased up both my ass and his cock. He smacked my rump
playfully and told me to relax and it would go in smoothly.
This was easier said than done, as I felt the sharp pang as the
head of his cock lodged itself just inside the ring of my anus.
I was breathing hard and sweating like a pig, waiting for his
next move.
With patience and understanding he worked the rest of his nine
inches into my ass and just froze in position, letting me adjust
to this anal intruder.
Finally he began an in and out motion, the pain changed to
pleasure and I realized this was the fuck I had dreamed of. His
strong movements made the bed shake and my cock pushed into the
pillow below me. In no time, he was sliding in and out with
ease.
Our bodies pumped away until he stiffened and with a muffled
cry shot his load. When he collapsed on top of me the pressure
on my cock against the pillow caused my release
We spent the night making love, Rich taught me that being
overweight is no sin and that there are men who would love me.
I am always thankful that such a caring man taught me the ways
of mansex. Rich moved out soon after this, but his lessons
remain with me.
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