Erotic Story: Hotel Room Bum Fuck

          When I first came out I was eighteen and a bit. I had known that I was gay before that, and had fooled around with guys before, but I never really declared myself. I started from that point to consciously go out and seek having sex with men, though I didn't know very much about how to go about getting what I wanted, or even the finer points of doing it. I had been fucked up the ass a couple of times by pimply, uncertain boys, but I wanted more than that.

I knew that there was a cruise park in town, and it was there one spring evening that I was sitting in my car when another car pulled up beside me. It had an older guy in it, I would say about forty or so. He was bald on top, and had a little moustache. It was a big 70's car he was driving, and he told me his name was Rob. We talked for a bit, but then it was kind of hard to hear what he said, so he asked me if I wanted to get in his car. I did, my heart thumping so loud in my chest it must have shaken windows for miles.

We talked about nothing for a few minutes, and then he started to ask me what I liked to do. I wanted to try getting fucked, and after I worked up some nerve I told him that. He was right into it. He had something to do with a local hotel, and was staying in one of the suites at the moment. It was only a few minutes away by car and so he took us there pretty quick once he saw there was a chance of giving it to me up the ass. He reached over and put his hand under my ass as we drove there.
We walked up to the room, which was small and rather dismal, with red and white vertical striped wallpaper. There was a bed in the middle, the kind they used to have quite commonly in old hotels, with a brass frame that curved at the top. The mattress was high in the middle. I was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt under my jacket, since that made me horny. Rob just reached over and pulled them down, and then stood there looking at my ass for a minute or two.
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