Mail Sack: The College Twink and the Muscle Bear Daddy

This young hung twink couldn't wait to mount the horned up older daddy

Jack and Ken were roommates while attending State College. Jack was a jock, and Ken was a twink—both of them hung tops. Jack was a kinesiology major and Ken, math and engineering. Ken was an exchange student from Japan. He knew shibari and liked to use an arsenal of toys on his tricks. Sometimes they switched Grindr dates just for the heck of it, especially when the date wanted anonymous sex, and was blindfolded and waiting to get fucked. So what if the blindfolded guy waiting for anonymous sex with a hung jock was about to get fucked instead by a twink? Jack showed Muscle Bear’s pic to Ken. This was a dream fuck for Ken, who always wanted to fuck a big American muscle bear—and there he was in the picture: blindfolded, waiting doggie-style on the bed. And in the same apt complex, door unlocked, waiting for Hung College Jock to fuck him.

Ken slipped into the room, letting the door click behind him, and quickly shed his clothes. He went right for the big hairy ass and slapped it. Right cheek: Smack! Left cheek: Smack! Nice and firm, just the right amount of jiggle. As soon as he started tapping his index finger on the hairy hole, Muscle Bear sunk to his chest on the bed and reached around to pull apart his own ass cheeks. Ken wondered if it was true that the more times you get fucked the more wrinkles you have around your asshole. Reiko-chan, the Queen of Anal in Japan, famously had 27 wrinkles around her anus.

Observing the well-wrinkled asshole before him, Ken started his method: first, pinky. Insert, twist 360 degrees. Usually, only guys who have sex with girls even bother with the pinky. No resistance from the pinky, so ring finger. Insert, twist 360. Hard to use the weakest finger this way without spreading all your other fingers. Middle finger: insert, twist 360. Still no resistance. Index finger: insert, twist. Slight resistance. So two fingers. Insert, pull out. Repeat. Muscle bear was getting into the rhythm. Finally, the thumb. Ken liked this the best. With his thumb in the hairy hole past the second knuckle, Ken could lift the big hairy ass without effort off the bed. Or pull down and get the big hairy ass flat on the bed. Ken was reminded of those knobs on steering wheels, used for turning with one hand, that he’d seen in American movies. With his thumb in hairy hole, he could control the beast. He pulled down with his thumb to see as much gaping hole as possible. And repeated this movement, inserting thumb and pulling it out to see the gaping hole.

Ken adjusted Muscle Bear’s junk so the fat cock and heavy balls were laid out and pointing right at Ken. The big knob on American guys’ cocks fascinating him. Just like matsutake, the mushroom prized in Japan. He sucked the knob, spat on it and polished it with the palm of his hand—always sure to make a circumcised guy squirm. Suck, spit, polish. Suck, spit, polish. And then the shaft, from the big knob to the heavy balls. Can’t forget the shaft. Knob, shaft. Knob, shaft. Properly lubricated with more spit. Then the balls. Heavy balls he could lift with his tongue, rotating sloppily between right and left balls. Knob, shaft, balls. Knob, shaft balls. Then the taint. The landing strip between the heavy balls and the hairy hole for Ken’s tongue to taxi on. Knob, shaft, balls, taint. Knob, shaft, balls, taint. Muscle Bear was becoming a slave to the rhythm of Ken’s tongue. Next, the hairy hole, already lubed up. Pressure from Ken’s tongue made Muscle Bear start to twerk his fat ass. Knob, shaft, balls, taint, hole. Slowly licking Muscle Bear’s junk from fat knob to hairy hole. Muscle Bear responded by raising his eager ass to get the full effect, moving his ass up and down on Ken’s masterful tongue. This was one hungry hole. Ken looked down and stroked his long cock and retractable foreskin: not too fat, not too long. Just right for daddy Muscle Bear. 

Ken plugged the hairy hole with the head of his cock. And quickly pulled out. Plug the hole, pull out. Plug the hole, pull out. He liked it when it went Pop!. And teasing the hole this way always made the bottom smack! Left cheek: smack! Ken didn’t have to speak. He returned to teasing the hairy hole with the head of his cock. After this exercise, Ken gave Muscle Bear the whole thing, But again pulled out quickly. Full thrust, pull out. Full thrust, pull out. 

“Give it to me, already!” said Muscle Bear. Ken wasn’t used to having his strict methods rejected. So he slammed his cock hard and deep and left it throbbing inside the hairy hole. Ken wanted to say, “Now massage my cock with your ass muscles!” Or, depending on the guy, “Now massage my cock with those pussy muscles!” Instead he slapped that hairy ass hard. Right cheek: smack! Left cheek: smack! Ken pulled all the way out and quickly slammed his cock hard into the hairy muscle ass. And hold. Pull out. Slam hard. And hold. Ken could feel his pre-cum lubricating Muscle Bear’s man cunt. Pull out. Slam hard. And hold, with both hands on the big hairy ass, forcing Muscle Bear to stay put. 

Without speaking, Ken smacked the right check and twisted the right leg out, to turn Muscle Bear on his back. Still blindfolded, Muscle Bear was rock hard. nipples erect. He instinctively spread his legs. Ken was especially turned on by daddies who have those big nipples the size of your thumb. He tugged both nipples hard, stretching them out as far as he could while he slammed his cock in and out of hairy hole. 

Muscle Bear was moaning, “Fuck me! Fuck me! You fucking jock!” and jerking his cock, while smaller Ken held the nipples tight like a pair of reins, riding the hairy muscle ass hard, watching the full length of his cock disappear and reappear out of hairy hole Thick strong hairy thighs pressing against Ken’s chest made his balls tighten. His dick head tingled. “You first, Daddy,” he thought to himself, stretching the pig nips as hard as he could while slamming his cock into Daddy’s hungry hole. Muscle Bear must have got the message, because he threw his head back, bared his teeth and shot 5 thick ropes of cum across his hairy chest. Ken wanted to cum in Muscle Bear’s mouth but he was afraid that Muscle Bear might reach around and discover his smooth twinkish body. So he smashed his own balls hard against Muscle Bear’s to empty his nut sac of a full thick load all over Muscle Bear’s hairy gut. He rubbed his cum into Muscle Bears hairy gut and gave it a good tap like a drum. 

Throwing on his State College sweat shirt and pants, Ken was about to leave when he noticed a well-worn Teddy bear on the night stand, and through a small hole in the fabric of the chest, a red light. A Teddy cam! Ken smiled and flashed a peace sign, addressing the camera, ”Hope you like getting fucked by Hung College Jock!” Ken left silently and swiftly, making sure not to slam the door behind him.

—By Satoshi

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When he was a little boy, Mark's mother set the house on fire. (She was like that.) He'll never forget the look on his father's face as he gathered him up in his arms and raced through the burning building onto the pavement below. And he stood there, shivering in his pajamas, and watched the whole world go up in flames. And when it was all over, he said to himself, "Is that all there is to a fire?"
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