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It was only the second night since Damara left to see her family in Japan for the holidays and Rufioh was already feeling lonely. They hadn’t been apart this long ever since they moved in together and there was three weeks to go for their separation. He wished he had enough money to visit his family in the Philippines, though he’d prefer it if he had enough money to go to Japan with his girlfriend. However, he couldn’t afford plane tickets to anywhere with his restaurant wages and college tuition. His last final had been yesterday so he didn’t have schoolwork to keep him occupied and he didn’t have work scheduled until Monday, so he was free all weekend. All of his other friends were either spending the holidays back home or at super busy seasonal jobs, so he had no one to hang out with. It was looking to be a dull Winter Break.
So this Friday evening he was sitting on his bed with his laptop open watching Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged on his laptop. He was caught up now and he wondered briefly if he should check out 50% Off but he was getting tired of youtube videos. He went through his bookmarks until he got to craigslist. Craigslist was where he bought most of the furniture in his apartment and he occasionally got some DVDs and Poekmon cards off it. Yet this time he didn’t go to For Sale but to Personals. He’d never been to that section but he thought it might be amusing. People always talked about how pathetic some of the personals were. He went first on M4W to see all the demanding dudes, then to W4W and found lots of threesome-angling from boyfriends pretending to be their girlfriends, he went to W4M briefly but even though the personals all looked fake he felt guilty looking at them, went to Misc. very briefly, and then ended up at M4M. While he was as attracted to the M as he was the W, perhaps even more so, he didn’t feel like he was cheating his girlfriend looking at these personals. He liked what he saw. Either queer dudes were more attractive or they had more photos of hot guys on their computer. Probably was the latter. Lots of the queer dudes on the site claimed they weren’t queer. He just laughed at that. The quicker they realize they’re just naturally bi the happier they’d be. He was certainly happy. One “straight” guy wanted a “j/o partner”: someone to masturbate with him while watching straight porn. Rufioh thought that was a dumb idea and went on clicking through the dick pics and ass shots. He eventually left behind that amateur porn and started watching some commercial porn.
As the opening credits played, he thought back to that posting. Maybe it wasn’t such a stupid idea. It would be nice to have someone to hang out with someone while having some “me-time”. He knew he could never even ask his straight guy friends for that and it would be too much drama to ask any of his gay or bi guy friends. If he did it with a stranger there wouldn’t be any drama. It may be sexual but it wouldn’t be cheating.
He closed out the video, wiped the lube off his dick, stuck it back in his pants, and closed his eyes and breathed deeply until it went soft again. He went back on craigslist only to find the j/o guy was gone. Rufioh guessed the j/o guy realized it was a bad idea and Rufioh decided he agreed. He opened the video back up again, but he didn’t get through a minute before changing his mind yet again. The original j/o guy may have left, but that didn’t mean Rufioh couldn’t find another j/o guy. He would post his own personal and have the control.
He posted:
Subject: j/o partner
Location: AdamsMorgan
bored and lonely on a fr1day n1ght…1’d l1ke a fr1end 1 can just hang out w1th and watch some porn. 1 got all sorts of porn every or1entat1on…even some tentacle sh*t! not look1ng for sex…1 got someone for that…though they’re out of town. h1t me up 1f you’re 1nterested
He added a shirtless selfie to the post though he later realized it wouldn’t really matter to responders since he wasn’t looking for sex partners. But what the hell, he liked people seeing his wicked abs.
The responses came quickly, but they were not the type he was looking for. It seemed everyone who was looking for something on M4M hit him up. Guys wanted to do every sort of sex act with him, not just simply masturbate. Hadn’t anyone read his post? It wasn’t that difficult, even with all the ellipses. The worst was the one anonymous jerk who called him a “nigger” and said he wanted to “bread aides with him”, whatever that meant. Rufioh was going to take down his post when he got this reply:
From: [email protected]
Subject: re:j/o partner
I am inquiring about the masturbation mateship position you advertised. I am also bored and lonely in my hotel room and I would like some male company. I love watching all sorts of films. I STRONGLY hope you consider my offer. Attached is a picture of me.
The photo looked like it was taking at a convention. It could only be a convention based on the steampunk outfit the subject was wearing. He was wearing some sort of face-covering eyegear but the face had been blurred out all the same. The subject was broad-shoulder, though it could be all the coat. Rufioh didn’t care how he looked underneath it all. He just wanted to hang out with someone who could pull off that level of cosplay. It helped that this responder was actually polite for once.
From: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Subject: re:j/o partner
hey dude…thanks for be1ng n1ce. everyone else has been such a*holes. 1’d love to hang w1th you 1n your hotel…1t s*cks travell1ng alone. where 1s your hotel?
Rufioh got ready to go out as he waited for the destination. He got out of his Pokemon pajamas and into some tight black jeans, a white shirt with long red sleeves, his red sneakers, and a leather jacket. He moussed up his Mohawk and put in his earrings. Sure this wasn’t a date but he still wanted to look good.
The email came and it just had the hotel address, the room number, and curiousTinker’s cell phone number with the command that he use it from here on out but only to ask for directions. Rufioh wished cT had said more like what brought him to this city or at least tell him his name. Rufioh thought of texting cT his name but he figured he could tell that in person. Rufioh figured face-to-face conversation was the best.
He looked up the address. The hotel wasn’t too far away, only half a mile, but it was in a much richer part than Rufioh and Damara’s apartment. He knew where to go. It was dark outside but he still took his bicycle and like usual he didn’t wear his helmet over his Mohawk.
He got to the place in five minutes. It was a very nice business hotel. He locked his bike outside and went in the elegant but minimalist lobby. He texted his new friend.
1’m here 1n the lobby…should 1 go up to your room or wa1t here?
cT replied: Go presently to my room. Again, the number is 314. You do not need to ask any more questions.
Rufioh hoped this guy would relax when they met face-to-face. He left the lobby and went to 314 and knocked on the door. Immediately a man answered. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his skin was pale, and he wore round gold-rimmed sunglasses and his long black hair in a ponytail and most importantly, he was completely naked.
Rufioh sputtered out, “Uhh, I’m sorry to bother you, I was looking for someone…”
The man replied in a deep but hoarse voice, “Are you anime Tornado?”
“Yes? Oh wow, you must be curious Tinker then, right? I did get the right place, bangarang!”
“Quiet and come in quickly before anyone sees you!”
CT stepped back and Rufioh came in and shut the door behind him.
“Wow. You are prepared! I brought my laptop,” he said as he took off his book bag and put it on the bed, “…it’s got my stash of porn, both straight and gay, but if you’ve got some porn you want to watch that’s cool with me, I guess as long as it’s not too freaky, hey, maybe we can order some porn?”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Yeah, I guess I should if you’re naked, not fair for you to be naked when I’m not,” he said as he took off his jacket and his shirt and threw them on the bed.
Before he could finish stripping CT said, “Get on your knees.”
Rufioh turned to him. “Huh?”
“Get on your knees and fellate me presently.”
Rufioh put his hands up. “Whooooa dude, I didn’t come here for this, I just wanted some friendly jack off, that’s what j slash o stands for, right? This is supposed to be non-sexual.”
“You were not looking for something non-sexual on M4M,” he stated, “You wanted to commune with another man’s body. You certainly look like a homosexual. Fellate me.”
“Uhh, I don’t have anything against dudes, but just not this scenario…”
“Is my body not pleasing?” and for once he said it not as a command but as a plea.
Rufioh actually looked at his new friend’s body for the first time and it was pleasing. It was pale and perfectly sculpted like a Greek statue but unlike a Greek statue between his muscular thighs was a dick that could be in one of Rufioh’s porn files. The dick was growing and the head was coming into view as Rufioh stared at it.
“Whoooa, bangarang…I mean, you have a nice body and all…but I’m not sure about this…”
“Are you going to leave?”
At that moment, Rufioh could have left. He had an opening. He wasn’t far from the door and he had barely undressed. He could have said yes and left and everything would have ended there. He didn’t. He wanted to obey this stranger. He would tell himself later it was because he was afraid of the stranger, but it wasn’t fear that was driving him.
He sighed. “Okay, I’ll stay with you.”
CT nodded and a cheesy smile ghosted briefly on his face before it went back to solemn. Rufioh walked up to the man who was a full head taller than him and knelt. For a while he just looked at his current task. Though at seven inches the dick was currently equal to Rufioh’s erection, it didn’t appear to be fully hard yet. He took his right hand and started pumping the thick foreskin. Rufioh had never touched a foreskin before. He had been circumcised as a matter of course in an American hospital. His Filipino cousins had foreskins, but he didn’t go around touching their penises, and all his American lovers had been cut. Rufioh found the foreskin made it really easy to jerk him off, which was good since he felt intimidated at the idea of having that thing in his mouth. The dick grew quickly until it was rock-hard with blue veins. It looked around eight to nine inches and Rufioh’s thumb and fingers barely touched each other.
“Pause!” barked the man.
“Huh?” said Rufioh as he started to stand up.
“No! Kneel and put a condom on me!”
Rufioh went back to kneeling. The man went to the dresser where a big box of various condoms were. He ripped open the box, destroying it, and picked out a red one. When he handed it to Rufioh, it was wet with sweat. Rufioh could see why the task of putting the condom came down to him. He wiped the package on his jeans and opened it. The disc was red instead of white.
“It’s cherry-flavored latex,” the man said with a hint of amusement.
“Yeah, cool…”
Rufioh successfully put on the condom, though it was hard because Rufioh had gotten out of the habit of putting a condom on himself, let alone anyone else, the specialty condom was designed for an average penis, and the subject kept squirming. When Rufioh was done, he took an experimental lick. The penis hadn’t been transformed into a tasty lollipop but the flavored latex wasn’t a disgusting taste. Rufioh looked up at the man who was still wearing his strange glasses.
“Um, I’m kind of rusty at this…been awhile since I’ve gone down on any dude…and I’ve never been down with anyone this big…but I’ll give it a try…”
“Put it in your mouth. Now.”
Rufioh followed the order. Instead of just licking he opened his mouth wide, covered his teeth, and dove right in. Rufioh was proud that he hadn’t forgotten how to control his gag reflex. The dick felt nice sliding along his tongue and he liked the weight of it around his lips. His jaw hurt immediately but he didn’t care. He felt proud of himself. His dick twitched in his tight pants.
Unfortunately, the man suddenly thrust into his mouth and Rufioh’s gag suppression failed. He drew back and started coughing. His own dick went flaccid.
“Oh dear dear dear,” said the man.
“Sorry, dude, I said I was rusty,” he said between coughs.
“You failed me, none of them have ever failed me,” the man said with a tone of disbelief, “I can’t have you expel vomit on me.”
“No, it’s okay… I’ll get you off. Hey… I’ve got to finish my quest? Be a jerk if I didn’t...”
Rufioh took the man’s dick that had shrunk a little but was still big. He held the base tight while licking the head. The dick grew back to its former size and Rufioh found his returning too. With his other hand he went to take his dick out of his pants but the man grabbed his shoulder.
“No, don’t touch yourself, now is not the time for your release.”
Rufioh thought this command was especially cruel since when this weird stranger gave him a command it turned Rufioh on. Rufioh didn’t know he had this turn on. None of his partners had ever spoken to him this way. He wished he hadn’t chosen to go out in tight jeans.
He didn’t try putting his entire mouth on the oversized penis, but its bearer still seemed to enjoy it. As Rufioh went on, the man’s personality changed. He went from laconic commands to passionate rambling of minced oaths mixed with horrible if often archaic and bizarre slurs.
“Oh yes, oh goodness, fellate me, you pansy, you Pinoy orangutan, oh fiddlesticks, pluck my frenulum, you fairy, you peg-boy…”
Rufioh found himself still turned on despite this dirty talk – or was it because of the dirty talk? Non-Filipinos using the word “Pinoy” made him uncomfortable even in innocent usage and this man’s usage was anything but. At least this guy hadn’t called him “nigger” like the one confused responder.
When the man was close he suddenly went silent again before letting out a whiny. Even though Rufioh couldn’t feel the cum in his mouth, he knew the man had came.
The man groaned out, “Take the condom off me…and put it in the TRASH.”
Rufioh did so, trying not to let the copiously filled condom spill and he took it to the trash and threw it away. He turn back to the man and started adjusting his crotch awkwardly.
He couldn’t help sounding like he was begging when he asked, “So…are you going to jerk me off now? Or blow me? I’m fine with doing myself quickly…while you watch?”
The man had recovered his bearings when he said, “Get fully undressed and get on the bed on your fours.”
Rufioh followed him again. He didn’t think the man could get hard again so quickly to fuck his ass, but he knew he was going to do something with it. Maybe analingus? The man went behind him and Rufioh heard the sound of the nightstand drawer open again and the sound of rubber gloves being put on. Rufioh turned his head and saw the man wearing big yellow kitchen gloves and Rufioh was scared.
“Relax,” commanded the man, “I’m just going to play with your anus. Again, don’t touch yourself.”
Rufioh turned back. After a moment, he felt a cold glob of lube touch his anus. After it warmed, the man put his index finger only halfway in.
“My,” he said, “You’re so tight.”
“I am? I haven’t really checked. It’s not often I do anything back there…been years actually.”
“Really? It seems you aren’t prepared at all for our encounter.”
“Well, I wasn’t prepared to do anything but jack off, but um, I am clean.”
“I must use a…delicate touch,” the man breathed.
His index finger went all the way in. It wasn’t the first time Rufioh had felt that funny sensation but it felt new to him. He hadn’t even masturbated that way in a long time, let alone put a dildo or a penis in there. He’d never been much interested in anal play. He’d been fucked in the ass twice, once to see if he liked it, second time to see if he got something wrong the first time, and while it wasn’t an ordeal it didn’t do much for him. Yet there was something nice about this man’s singular yet thick finger very gently probing his walls very slowly. Rufioh was so lost in the sensation he barely noticed when the man added another thick finger in. The two fingers probed together slowly before spreading out. The stretching hurt but degree by degree Rufioh got adjusted. Finally a third finger was introduced and Rufioh felt stretched but not painfully so. Instead of just probing, the fingers started pumping in and out a little. Rufioh was on fire and he felt cold when the fingers were removed. He craved more, but he was still overwhelmed by the man’s plans.
“Turn around,” the man said, “And put this condom on me.”
Rufioh turned around and saw the man with a Magnum condom and an erection as big as his last one. How long had the man been warming him up to recover like that? Rufioh found it easier to put this size condom on the above-average penis.
“Turn back around while I…mount you.”
Rufioh did and waited to get “mounted”. He first felt another glob of lube, two fingers again scissoring him, and then he felt the enormous head of the man’s dick pressing against his entrance.
“Relax,” said the man and then he pushed in.
The man slowly, inch-by-inch, press in until their balls were touching. Rufioh was amazed at how he could take in such a big dick and how good the fullness and stretch felt. He was glad this stranger was with such a gentle lover.
Then the man turned from gentle and started thrusting hard and strong into him. It hurt so much at first until it still hurt but it was a good type of hurt. It felt like the man was hitting Rufioh’s prostate every time. Rufioh wanted to touch his aching cock but he wouldn’t be able to keep his balance and the man kept his own hands on Rufioh’s hips and didn’t give a reacharound. There was enough stimulation from his ass to keep Rufioh going and he stayed hard the whole time. The appeal and excitement that had been missing from Rufioh’s previous attempts at anal sex came to Rufioh now. This stranger was somehow doing things right.
Again the stranger was doing his strange dirty talk and even in his distracted state Rufioh could hear him and he was talking about “mating” and “covering” Rufioh. This type of dirty talk Rufioh didn’t like at all, but he was too busy being pounded in the ass to care.
The man came again with sudden silence followed by a whinny. He didn’t pull out but paused a moment and finally paid attention to Rufioh’s neglected cock. He stroked it gently only two times still wearing his silly gloves and Rufioh came hard all over them. The man removed himself from Rufioh and disposed of the condom while Rufioh recovered.
When Rufioh was done breathing hard, he fell to his side. His ass hurt way too much to sit or lay on it. He looked at the man as the man put on a suit.
“Whoooa, that was bangarang!” Rufioh gasped, “I didn’t expect to have such an awesome time…but I did…thanks…”
“Aren’t you going to get dressed?” the man said as he finished buttoning his shirt.
“Can’t I just rest a moment? You really put me through it…I’m mad bushed…maybe we can just hang out a little…like we were going to?”
“I AM NOT A HOMOSEXUAL.”
Rufioh sat up though it hurt him to do so and held up his hands. “Whoooa, I’m not saying you are…I just want to hang out? Get to know you more?”
“I am not a homosexual like you.”
“Hey, I’m not a homosexual either…actually…I’m bisexual. I like girls a lot…have a girlfriend…she’s this cute little Japanese bishoujo doll…but I’ve always also liked…”
“I am HETEREOSEXUAL, not bisexual nor any other sexual orientations you wish to list.”
“It’s okay, you can deal with your sexual identity on your own time…took me awhile since I didn’t even know male bisexuality was a thing…”
“I am not dealing with anything.”
“Yeah, let’s change the subject. So, what are you in town for? Business? Sight-seeing? You got family? Say, what is your name?”
“I’m not telling you my name.”
“Oh yeah…I should probably say my name first…I’m Rufioh Ni…”
“I don’t exchange names with ‘hook ups’.”
“Oops, I guess we should stick with screen names then…you can call me AT…can I call you CT or should I stick with curious Tinker?”
“Don’t use any name for me.”
“I guess I’ll call you ‘dude’? So, what do you want to do, dude?”
“LEAVE ME ALONE, FAGGOT.”
Rufioh may have let it go when this stranger called him a faggot and every variation a dozen times before but now that his brain wasn’t clouded in lust he didn’t like hearing that word. He stood up despite the pain and walked over to the taller man to poke him in the chest with his finger.
“Look here, you homophobic hater…you invited me up here just to chill…I didn’t want to do all that other sh’t…not that f’ing you wasn’t balla…and now that I’ve gotten intimate I want to at least be friends.”
The man’s face went soft. “You want to be friends?”
“Yeah, I wanted to know that rad steampunk guy in the photo you sent me…but it turns out he’s a d-bag bigot who only pretends to be nice to get laid.”
The man went stern again. “And you are a philanderer who boasts about his girlfriend yet has sex with a man easily. At least I am currently unattached.”
“Hey, I didn’t mean to cheat on my girlfriend...but you meant to seduce someone who’s already got something.”
“I find your type is easy to seduce. You homosexuals say you aren’t sex-crazed yet I have never had one refuse my commands yet.”
“Maybe they would if you didn’t trick them…AND I’M NOT A HOMOSEXUAL, I’M BISEXUAL.”
Rufio turned away. He wanted to stride but he more hobbled to get his clothes.
“I didn’t even really want to hang with you now…I just wanted to recover from the a-reaming,” he said as he dressed, “You go at it too hard, like you’re trying to prove something.”
“You enjoyed my STRENGTH,” the man said and though Rufioh was facing away from him he detected a brief smug smirk. He ignored it.
When Rufioh was done he picked up his laptop bag and said, “I’m outie…I’m sorry you turned out to be such an uncool dude.”
The man just harrumphed.
Rufioh gave up and started hobbling when he was outside the man’s room. Dang that guy’s big cock, he thought. It not only made that dude think he was the greatest man in the world, it made making a clean getaway from his assholery difficult. Rufioh regretted taking a bike. It hurt too much to ride and he had to walk back home.
On the way home, Rufioh thought about what to do about his girlfriend. He really didn’t feel like he cheated on her. He didn’t go out planning on having sex, he’d just been tricked and blind-sighted. He definitely wasn’t going to repeat it again, at least not with that jerk. Also, there was no other girl for his girlfriend to be jealous of. If his girlfriend turned to a little yuri action one night, Rufioh wouldn’t care. In fact he’d think it was hot and want to know all about it. Maybe Damara would like to hear about his yaoi night? No, it was probably better just to not let her know about this one time. You never know what will get a girl p-ed off at you. Besides, she didn’t like bara.
When he got back home he was exhausted and he went to sleep immediately without a shower. Instead of sleeping through to noon, he woke up only a couple hours with an erection and a faint memory of a wet dream. His bed smelled of that stranger’s sweat and it triggered the memory of their sex. Rufioh masturbated to that memory while forgetting the unfortunate aftermath. He had a quick orgasm. Afterwards, he told himself it was alright to think of this memory. He often masturbated and even had sex with his girlfriend while thinking about past lovers. Why should the memory of someone he would never see again matter? He feel back to sleep unencumbered by guilt.
It was only the second night since Damara left to see her family in Japan for the holidays and Rufioh was already feeling lonely. They hadn’t been apart this long ever since they moved in together and there was three weeks to go for their separation. He wished he had enough money to visit his family in the Philippines, though he’d prefer it if he had enough money to go to Japan with his girlfriend. However, he couldn’t afford plane tickets to anywhere with his restaurant wages and college tuition. His last final had been yesterday so he didn’t have schoolwork to keep him occupied and he didn’t have work scheduled until Monday, so he was free all weekend. All of his other friends were either spending the holidays back home or at super busy seasonal jobs, so he had no one to hang out with. It was looking to be a dull Winter Break.
So this Friday evening he was sitting on his bed with his laptop open watching Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged on his laptop. He was caught up now and he wondered briefly if he should check out 50% Off but he was getting tired of youtube videos. He went through his bookmarks until he got to craigslist. Craigslist was where he bought most of the furniture in his apartment and he occasionally got some DVDs and Poekmon cards off it. Yet this time he didn’t go to For Sale but to Personals. He’d never been to that section but he thought it might be amusing. People always talked about how pathetic some of the personals were. He went first on M4W to see all the demanding dudes, then to W4W and found lots of threesome-angling from boyfriends pretending to be their girlfriends, he went to W4M briefly but even though the personals all looked fake he felt guilty looking at them, went to Misc. very briefly, and then ended up at M4M. While he was as attracted to the M as he was the W, perhaps even more so, he didn’t feel like he was cheating his girlfriend looking at these personals. He liked what he saw. Either queer dudes were more attractive or they had more photos of hot guys on their computer. Probably was the latter. Lots of the queer dudes on the site claimed they weren’t queer. He just laughed at that. The quicker they realize they’re just naturally bi the happier they’d be. He was certainly happy. One “straight” guy wanted a “j/o partner”: someone to masturbate with him while watching straight porn. Rufioh thought that was a dumb idea and went on clicking through the dick pics and ass shots. He eventually left behind that amateur porn and started watching some commercial porn.
As the opening credits played, he thought back to that posting. Maybe it wasn’t such a stupid idea. It would be nice to have someone to hang out with someone while having some “me-time”. He knew he could never even ask his straight guy friends for that and it would be too much drama to ask any of his gay or bi guy friends. If he did it with a stranger there wouldn’t be any drama. It may be sexual but it wouldn’t be cheating.
He closed out the video, wiped the lube off his dick, stuck it back in his pants, and closed his eyes and breathed deeply until it went soft again. He went back on craigslist only to find the j/o guy was gone. Rufioh guessed the j/o guy realized it was a bad idea and Rufioh decided he agreed. He opened the video back up again, but he didn’t get through a minute before changing his mind yet again. The original j/o guy may have left, but that didn’t mean Rufioh couldn’t find another j/o guy. He would post his own personal and have the control.
He posted:
Subject: j/o partner
Location: AdamsMorgan
bored and lonely on a fr1day n1ght…1’d l1ke a fr1end 1 can just hang out w1th and watch some porn. 1 got all sorts of porn every or1entat1on…even some tentacle sh*t! not look1ng for sex…1 got someone for that…though they’re out of town. h1t me up 1f you’re 1nterested
He added a shirtless selfie to the post though he later realized it wouldn’t really matter to responders since he wasn’t looking for sex partners. But what the hell, he liked people seeing his wicked abs.
The responses came quickly, but they were not the type he was looking for. It seemed everyone who was looking for something on M4M hit him up. Guys wanted to do every sort of sex act with him, not just simply masturbate. Hadn’t anyone read his post? It wasn’t that difficult, even with all the ellipses. The worst was the one anonymous jerk who called him a “nigger” and said he wanted to “bread aides with him”, whatever that meant. Rufioh was going to take down his post when he got this reply:
From: [email protected]
Subject: re:j/o partner
I am inquiring about the masturbation mateship position you advertised. I am also bored and lonely in my hotel room and I would like some male company. I love watching all sorts of films. I STRONGLY hope you consider my offer. Attached is a picture of me.
The photo looked like it was taking at a convention. It could only be a convention based on the steampunk outfit the subject was wearing. He was wearing some sort of face-covering eyegear but the face had been blurred out all the same. The subject was broad-shoulder, though it could be all the coat. Rufioh didn’t care how he looked underneath it all. He just wanted to hang out with someone who could pull off that level of cosplay. It helped that this responder was actually polite for once.
From: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Subject: re:j/o partner
hey dude…thanks for be1ng n1ce. everyone else has been such a*holes. 1’d love to hang w1th you 1n your hotel…1t s*cks travell1ng alone. where 1s your hotel?
Rufioh got ready to go out as he waited for the destination. He got out of his Pokemon pajamas and into some tight black jeans, a white shirt with long red sleeves, his red sneakers, and a leather jacket. He moussed up his Mohawk and put in his earrings. Sure this wasn’t a date but he still wanted to look good.
The email came and it just had the hotel address, the room number, and curiousTinker’s cell phone number with the command that he use it from here on out but only to ask for directions. Rufioh wished cT had said more like what brought him to this city or at least tell him his name. Rufioh thought of texting cT his name but he figured he could tell that in person. Rufioh figured face-to-face conversation was the best.
He looked up the address. The hotel wasn’t too far away, only half a mile, but it was in a much richer part than Rufioh and Damara’s apartment. He knew where to go. It was dark outside but he still took his bicycle and like usual he didn’t wear his helmet over his Mohawk.
He got to the place in five minutes. It was a very nice business hotel. He locked his bike outside and went in the elegant but minimalist lobby. He texted his new friend.
1’m here 1n the lobby…should 1 go up to your room or wa1t here?
cT replied: Go presently to my room. Again, the number is 314. You do not need to ask any more questions.
Rufioh hoped this guy would relax when they met face-to-face. He left the lobby and went to 314 and knocked on the door. Immediately a man answered. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his skin was pale, and he wore round gold-rimmed sunglasses and his long black hair in a ponytail and most importantly, he was completely naked.
Rufioh sputtered out, “Uhh, I’m sorry to bother you, I was looking for someone…”
The man replied in a deep but hoarse voice, “Are you anime Tornado?”
“Yes? Oh wow, you must be curious Tinker then, right? I did get the right place, bangarang!”
“Quiet and come in quickly before anyone sees you!”
CT stepped back and Rufioh came in and shut the door behind him.
“Wow. You are prepared! I brought my laptop,” he said as he took off his book bag and put it on the bed, “…it’s got my stash of porn, both straight and gay, but if you’ve got some porn you want to watch that’s cool with me, I guess as long as it’s not too freaky, hey, maybe we can order some porn?”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Yeah, I guess I should if you’re naked, not fair for you to be naked when I’m not,” he said as he took off his jacket and his shirt and threw them on the bed.
Before he could finish stripping CT said, “Get on your knees.”
Rufioh turned to him. “Huh?”
“Get on your knees and fellate me presently.”
Rufioh put his hands up. “Whooooa dude, I didn’t come here for this, I just wanted some friendly jack off, that’s what j slash o stands for, right? This is supposed to be non-sexual.”
“You were not looking for something non-sexual on M4M,” he stated, “You wanted to commune with another man’s body. You certainly look like a homosexual. Fellate me.”
“Uhh, I don’t have anything against dudes, but just not this scenario…”
“Is my body not pleasing?” and for once he said it not as a command but as a plea.
Rufioh actually looked at his new friend’s body for the first time and it was pleasing. It was pale and perfectly sculpted like a Greek statue but unlike a Greek statue between his muscular thighs was a dick that could be in one of Rufioh’s porn files. The dick was growing and the head was coming into view as Rufioh stared at it.
“Whoooa, bangarang…I mean, you have a nice body and all…but I’m not sure about this…”
“Are you going to leave?”
At that moment, Rufioh could have left. He had an opening. He wasn’t far from the door and he had barely undressed. He could have said yes and left and everything would have ended there. He didn’t. He wanted to obey this stranger. He would tell himself later it was because he was afraid of the stranger, but it wasn’t fear that was driving him.
He sighed. “Okay, I’ll stay with you.”
CT nodded and a cheesy smile ghosted briefly on his face before it went back to solemn. Rufioh walked up to the man who was a full head taller than him and knelt. For a while he just looked at his current task. Though at seven inches the dick was currently equal to Rufioh’s erection, it didn’t appear to be fully hard yet. He took his right hand and started pumping the thick foreskin. Rufioh had never touched a foreskin before. He had been circumcised as a matter of course in an American hospital. His Filipino cousins had foreskins, but he didn’t go around touching their penises, and all his American lovers had been cut. Rufioh found the foreskin made it really easy to jerk him off, which was good since he felt intimidated at the idea of having that thing in his mouth. The dick grew quickly until it was rock-hard with blue veins. It looked around eight to nine inches and Rufioh’s thumb and fingers barely touched each other.
“Pause!” barked the man.
“Huh?” said Rufioh as he started to stand up.
“No! Kneel and put a condom on me!”
Rufioh went back to kneeling. The man went to the dresser where a big box of various condoms were. He ripped open the box, destroying it, and picked out a red one. When he handed it to Rufioh, it was wet with sweat. Rufioh could see why the task of putting the condom came down to him. He wiped the package on his jeans and opened it. The disc was red instead of white.
“It’s cherry-flavored latex,” the man said with a hint of amusement.
“Yeah, cool…”
Rufioh successfully put on the condom, though it was hard because Rufioh had gotten out of the habit of putting a condom on himself, let alone anyone else, the specialty condom was designed for an average penis, and the subject kept squirming. When Rufioh was done, he took an experimental lick. The penis hadn’t been transformed into a tasty lollipop but the flavored latex wasn’t a disgusting taste. Rufioh looked up at the man who was still wearing his strange glasses.
“Um, I’m kind of rusty at this…been awhile since I’ve gone down on any dude…and I’ve never been down with anyone this big…but I’ll give it a try…”
“Put it in your mouth. Now.”
Rufioh followed the order. Instead of just licking he opened his mouth wide, covered his teeth, and dove right in. Rufioh was proud that he hadn’t forgotten how to control his gag reflex. The dick felt nice sliding along his tongue and he liked the weight of it around his lips. His jaw hurt immediately but he didn’t care. He felt proud of himself. His dick twitched in his tight pants.
Unfortunately, the man suddenly thrust into his mouth and Rufioh’s gag suppression failed. He drew back and started coughing. His own dick went flaccid.
“Oh dear dear dear,” said the man.
“Sorry, dude, I said I was rusty,” he said between coughs.
“You failed me, none of them have ever failed me,” the man said with a tone of disbelief, “I can’t have you expel vomit on me.”
“No, it’s okay… I’ll get you off. Hey… I’ve got to finish my quest? Be a jerk if I didn’t...”
Rufioh took the man’s dick that had shrunk a little but was still big. He held the base tight while licking the head. The dick grew back to its former size and Rufioh found his returning too. With his other hand he went to take his dick out of his pants but the man grabbed his shoulder.
“No, don’t touch yourself, now is not the time for your release.”
Rufioh thought this command was especially cruel since when this weird stranger gave him a command it turned Rufioh on. Rufioh didn’t know he had this turn on. None of his partners had ever spoken to him this way. He wished he hadn’t chosen to go out in tight jeans.
He didn’t try putting his entire mouth on the oversized penis, but its bearer still seemed to enjoy it. As Rufioh went on, the man’s personality changed. He went from laconic commands to passionate rambling of minced oaths mixed with horrible if often archaic and bizarre slurs.
“Oh yes, oh goodness, fellate me, you pansy, you Pinoy orangutan, oh fiddlesticks, pluck my frenulum, you fairy, you peg-boy…”
Rufioh found himself still turned on despite this dirty talk – or was it because of the dirty talk? Non-Filipinos using the word “Pinoy” made him uncomfortable even in innocent usage and this man’s usage was anything but. At least this guy hadn’t called him “nigger” like the one confused responder.
When the man was close he suddenly went silent again before letting out a whiny. Even though Rufioh couldn’t feel the cum in his mouth, he knew the man had came.
The man groaned out, “Take the condom off me…and put it in the TRASH.”
Rufioh did so, trying not to let the copiously filled condom spill and he took it to the trash and threw it away. He turn back to the man and started adjusting his crotch awkwardly.
He couldn’t help sounding like he was begging when he asked, “So…are you going to jerk me off now? Or blow me? I’m fine with doing myself quickly…while you watch?”
The man had recovered his bearings when he said, “Get fully undressed and get on the bed on your fours.”
Rufioh followed him again. He didn’t think the man could get hard again so quickly to fuck his ass, but he knew he was going to do something with it. Maybe analingus? The man went behind him and Rufioh heard the sound of the nightstand drawer open again and the sound of rubber gloves being put on. Rufioh turned his head and saw the man wearing big yellow kitchen gloves and Rufioh was scared.
“Relax,” commanded the man, “I’m just going to play with your anus. Again, don’t touch yourself.”
Rufioh turned back. After a moment, he felt a cold glob of lube touch his anus. After it warmed, the man put his index finger only halfway in.
“My,” he said, “You’re so tight.”
“I am? I haven’t really checked. It’s not often I do anything back there…been years actually.”
“Really? It seems you aren’t prepared at all for our encounter.”
“Well, I wasn’t prepared to do anything but jack off, but um, I am clean.”
“I must use a…delicate touch,” the man breathed.
His index finger went all the way in. It wasn’t the first time Rufioh had felt that funny sensation but it felt new to him. He hadn’t even masturbated that way in a long time, let alone put a dildo or a penis in there. He’d never been much interested in anal play. He’d been fucked in the ass twice, once to see if he liked it, second time to see if he got something wrong the first time, and while it wasn’t an ordeal it didn’t do much for him. Yet there was something nice about this man’s singular yet thick finger very gently probing his walls very slowly. Rufioh was so lost in the sensation he barely noticed when the man added another thick finger in. The two fingers probed together slowly before spreading out. The stretching hurt but degree by degree Rufioh got adjusted. Finally a third finger was introduced and Rufioh felt stretched but not painfully so. Instead of just probing, the fingers started pumping in and out a little. Rufioh was on fire and he felt cold when the fingers were removed. He craved more, but he was still overwhelmed by the man’s plans.
“Turn around,” the man said, “And put this condom on me.”
Rufioh turned around and saw the man with a Magnum condom and an erection as big as his last one. How long had the man been warming him up to recover like that? Rufioh found it easier to put this size condom on the above-average penis.
“Turn back around while I…mount you.”
Rufioh did and waited to get “mounted”. He first felt another glob of lube, two fingers again scissoring him, and then he felt the enormous head of the man’s dick pressing against his entrance.
“Relax,” said the man and then he pushed in.
The man slowly, inch-by-inch, press in until their balls were touching. Rufioh was amazed at how he could take in such a big dick and how good the fullness and stretch felt. He was glad this stranger was with such a gentle lover.
Then the man turned from gentle and started thrusting hard and strong into him. It hurt so much at first until it still hurt but it was a good type of hurt. It felt like the man was hitting Rufioh’s prostate every time. Rufioh wanted to touch his aching cock but he wouldn’t be able to keep his balance and the man kept his own hands on Rufioh’s hips and didn’t give a reacharound. There was enough stimulation from his ass to keep Rufioh going and he stayed hard the whole time. The appeal and excitement that had been missing from Rufioh’s previous attempts at anal sex came to Rufioh now. This stranger was somehow doing things right.
Again the stranger was doing his strange dirty talk and even in his distracted state Rufioh could hear him and he was talking about “mating” and “covering” Rufioh. This type of dirty talk Rufioh didn’t like at all, but he was too busy being pounded in the ass to care.
The man came again with sudden silence followed by a whinny. He didn’t pull out but paused a moment and finally paid attention to Rufioh’s neglected cock. He stroked it gently only two times still wearing his silly gloves and Rufioh came hard all over them. The man removed himself from Rufioh and disposed of the condom while Rufioh recovered.
When Rufioh was done breathing hard, he fell to his side. His ass hurt way too much to sit or lay on it. He looked at the man as the man put on a suit.
“Whoooa, that was bangarang!” Rufioh gasped, “I didn’t expect to have such an awesome time…but I did…thanks…”
“Aren’t you going to get dressed?” the man said as he finished buttoning his shirt.
“Can’t I just rest a moment? You really put me through it…I’m mad bushed…maybe we can just hang out a little…like we were going to?”
“I AM NOT A HOMOSEXUAL.”
Rufioh sat up though it hurt him to do so and held up his hands. “Whoooa, I’m not saying you are…I just want to hang out? Get to know you more?”
“I am not a homosexual like you.”
“Hey, I’m not a homosexual either…actually…I’m bisexual. I like girls a lot…have a girlfriend…she’s this cute little Japanese bishoujo doll…but I’ve always also liked…”
“I am HETEREOSEXUAL, not bisexual nor any other sexual orientations you wish to list.”
“It’s okay, you can deal with your sexual identity on your own time…took me awhile since I didn’t even know male bisexuality was a thing…”
“I am not dealing with anything.”
“Yeah, let’s change the subject. So, what are you in town for? Business? Sight-seeing? You got family? Say, what is your name?”
“I’m not telling you my name.”
“Oh yeah…I should probably say my name first…I’m Rufioh Ni…”
“I don’t exchange names with ‘hook ups’.”
“Oops, I guess we should stick with screen names then…you can call me AT…can I call you CT or should I stick with curious Tinker?”
“Don’t use any name for me.”
“I guess I’ll call you ‘dude’? So, what do you want to do, dude?”
“LEAVE ME ALONE, FAGGOT.”
Rufioh may have let it go when this stranger called him a faggot and every variation a dozen times before but now that his brain wasn’t clouded in lust he didn’t like hearing that word. He stood up despite the pain and walked over to the taller man to poke him in the chest with his finger.
“Look here, you homophobic hater…you invited me up here just to chill…I didn’t want to do all that other sh’t…not that f’ing you wasn’t balla…and now that I’ve gotten intimate I want to at least be friends.”
The man’s face went soft. “You want to be friends?”
“Yeah, I wanted to know that rad steampunk guy in the photo you sent me…but it turns out he’s a d-bag bigot who only pretends to be nice to get laid.”
The man went stern again. “And you are a philanderer who boasts about his girlfriend yet has sex with a man easily. At least I am currently unattached.”
“Hey, I didn’t mean to cheat on my girlfriend...but you meant to seduce someone who’s already got something.”
“I find your type is easy to seduce. You homosexuals say you aren’t sex-crazed yet I have never had one refuse my commands yet.”
“Maybe they would if you didn’t trick them…AND I’M NOT A HOMOSEXUAL, I’M BISEXUAL.”
Rufio turned away. He wanted to stride but he more hobbled to get his clothes.
“I didn’t even really want to hang with you now…I just wanted to recover from the a-reaming,” he said as he dressed, “You go at it too hard, like you’re trying to prove something.”
“You enjoyed my STRENGTH,” the man said and though Rufioh was facing away from him he detected a brief smug smirk. He ignored it.
When Rufioh was done he picked up his laptop bag and said, “I’m outie…I’m sorry you turned out to be such an uncool dude.”
The man just harrumphed.
Rufioh gave up and started hobbling when he was outside the man’s room. Dang that guy’s big cock, he thought. It not only made that dude think he was the greatest man in the world, it made making a clean getaway from his assholery difficult. Rufioh regretted taking a bike. It hurt too much to ride and he had to walk back home.
On the way home, Rufioh thought about what to do about his girlfriend. He really didn’t feel like he cheated on her. He didn’t go out planning on having sex, he’d just been tricked and blind-sighted. He definitely wasn’t going to repeat it again, at least not with that jerk. Also, there was no other girl for his girlfriend to be jealous of. If his girlfriend turned to a little yuri action one night, Rufioh wouldn’t care. In fact he’d think it was hot and want to know all about it. Maybe Damara would like to hear about his yaoi night? No, it was probably better just to not let her know about this one time. You never know what will get a girl p-ed off at you. Besides, she didn’t like bara.
When he got back home he was exhausted and he went to sleep immediately without a shower. Instead of sleeping through to noon, he woke up only a couple hours with an erection and a faint memory of a wet dream. His bed smelled of that stranger’s sweat and it triggered the memory of their sex. Rufioh masturbated to that memory while forgetting the unfortunate aftermath. He had a quick orgasm. Afterwards, he told himself it was alright to think of this memory. He often masturbated and even had sex with his girlfriend while thinking about past lovers. Why should the memory of someone he would never see again matter? He feel back to sleep unencumbered by guilt.