The Adventures of Dom: Trash Panda

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It was 6 in the morning on a Saturday, and I was lying awake in bed, my stables bare. What I mean by that is that I found myself without any of my regular morning boys to call over. They were either unavailable or had proven to be unreliable enough that we had lost touch. So I found myself as I often do when I can’t sleep, laying in bed with a hard-on, trying to find a boy to take care of me.

More often than not, the efforts of my searches are fruitless, and I am left to take care of myself before moving on with my day. But it would seem luck was with me this day - a cute boy on Scruff sent me a woof. He was local, awake, and into all the right things - mainly being a cumdump sub bottom. We started chatting, quickly exchanged pics, and before I knew it I was out the door and on my way to his place.

You can tell I was rather desperate since I was willing to go to him instead of making him come to me. It had been a few weeks since my last really good fuck. I don’t just mean decent sex, I mean the kind of fuck that goes on for at least an hour and leaves you both sweaty and sore messes by the time you’re done. The kind where you spend the rest of the day feeling really really fucked out, just totally sated. That’s what I needed.

I arrived at his place just after 6:30. The sky was still dark and the roads still mostly empty. After texting him that I was there, he told me to meet him at the back door to the house, in the garage. He met me there and let me in, and beckoned me immediately into his bedroom, right next to the back door. I would learn later that he lived with a number of straight roommates. Love a slutty boy who sneaks his dick appointments in and out of the house.

I didn’t let us get too deep into small talk before I start stripping myself down. He followed suit, only wearing a pair of shorts himself over a bright red jock. I very quickly grabbed him and pulled him into me, going in for a kiss while my hand snaked around to grab and smack his ass. He’s a good kisser, and he moaned into my mouth when my fingers began seeking out his hole.

He’s a cute bear cub, fuzzy all over with a good sized brown beard with a hint of ginger in it. There’s a punk feel to him, pierced and covered in tattoos. His personality had that little twinge of femme to it, and you could tell from his attitude that he didn’t care how bad something was for him - if he wanted to do it he was going to fucking do it. Band posters lined his walls and I remembered his reason for being awake at this hour - he had never gone to bed. He was at a concert the previous night and was still too wired to sleep. He needed some dick.

I moved us to the bed, pulling one of his legs up and over my thigh. I returned my hand and fingers to his hole, rubbing and poking, teasing him while I continued to kiss him long and deep. Good boy that he was, he took everything I gave him, which only drove me to get rougher. I started biting at his lips and forcing my tongue in deep. I gave his ass a few heavy smacks, revelling in the way he shuddered against me after each blow.

After I’d had my fill of his mouth, I was ready to move mine elsewhere - his ass. I moved away from him and grabbed his thigh, pulling him fully onto his stomach. I spanked and squeezed his ass as I moved down his back, lowering myself off the edge of the bed until his butt was at eye level.

I lowered my face to his, biting into a cheek and digging my teeth in. I released it from my mouth only to grab and knead it with my hands, spreading him wide. I am pleased to see that his furry ass has an equally furry hole. Tight looking, but far from virginal. A trashy hole on a trashy boy. I licked a long stripe up from his taint to the top of his ass, making sure he felt every movement over his hole.

I heard him moaning above me, head turned to the side as he clutched onto his bedsheets. I grabbed my bottle of poppers - love using them when I eat ass - and took a hit. Licking my lips, I dove face first into his ass, the low thump of the music he had playing poured out of the speakers, drowning out any of our noise before it could leave the room. My Trash Panda, as I’ve come to name him, continued to moan and groan as he felt my tongue working it’s way deeper into his hole.

I kept my hands on his ass, holding him open, as I drove my tongue in and out of his hole. I got his hole as wet as I could before pulling back and blowing cool air over it, making him shudder. I nibbled, licked, and spat on his hole. I was making it my duty to give him the tongue fucking of his life.

I could feel his hole relax around my mouth and I knew I was ready to move on. I - rather reluctantly - tore myself away from his ass. Flipping him over once more, I lifted and pushed back his legs as I leaned over for a kiss. Briefly squeezing out some lube from his nightstand for my dick, I slicked up and rested my cockhead against his hole.

I kissed him deeply as I pushed my hips forward, my cockhead breaching the first ring of muscle in his ass. He moaned into my mouth, and in response I drove my tongue deeper into his. My body was covering his, nearly bent in half, and inch after inch of my cock was pushing deeper into his ass. I wanted this boy to feel possessed.

As I felt my crotch resting against his ass, I heard him whimpering, feeling my full girth stretching him out. I continued kissing him deeply as I pulled my hips back, taking with it a few inches of my cock. The boy could only groan as my cock is resheathed as I pushed back in.

I started to snap my hips against him steadily, all the while still devouring his mouth. Our beards scratched against each other as I came up for air. Looking down, I watch the expressions on my boy’s face as my dick pounds in and out of him. Then I notice that he’s grinding his teeth.

“Are you rolling right now?” I asked, familiar with the signs of MDMA use.

“Uh…yeah….sorry. Is that a problem?” he asked sheepishly.

“Only because you didn’t tell me so we could have done it together,” I practically growled before capturing his mouth again. Fucking hell, knowing he was fucked up like that on ecstasy, after a night of partying…like I said, I love a trashy boy.

I continued to fuck the boy while I kissed him for just a little while longer, before I pulled out and set his legs down. I only let him catch his breath for a moment before flipping him onto his stomach and pulling up his hips. I quickly lined my cock back up with his hole and pushed back in.

The boy went back to clutching onto his bed, the only way he can hold himself steady as I furiously pounded into him from behind. I can’t hear the music over the sounds coming from his throat and the slap of my skin on his. I gripped his hips tightly as I fucked in and out, the bright red jockstrap matching the flush of skin on his back. I can feel as my orgasm approached and I started to lose my rhythm, nearly knocking the boy over as I tried to slam my cock even deeper than before.

I practically climbed over the boy as I began to unload. The only thing preventing me was my cock lodged firmly within him. I ground against him with each blast of cum, my cock pulsing and stretching him more. I finally collapsed on his back, the two of us laying in a puddle of our own sweat. I rolled us onto our sides, and held him close as we caught our breath.

After extracting myself, I used his bathroom to clean up. As I sat down and began to get redressed, the boy and I chatted, making some of the small talk we skipped out on earlier. We made plans to get together again soon - potentially even that night. With a kiss and a grope, I made my way outside and back to my car.


It was later that night when I got in touch with the boy again. I had just left dinner with my sister, and after looking at the time, began to feel a stirring in my groin. It was around the time we had talked about getting together again tonight. His roommates - all straight (tragic) - were supposed to be throwing a party, and he was still too tired to really enjoy himself. He’d much rather spend the evening in his room taking my cock again.

I headed straight to his place before he had even had a chance to respond. My cock was already half-hard in my shorts by the time I pulled up. There were a number of cars parked outside his place this time, and I could see small groups of people entering through the front door. I parked and headed for the back door, once again being ushered in quickly to his room.

The party was in full swing, the thump of the music barely drowning out the sounds of people talking and drinking. The boy walked over to his stereo to turn the volume up, though I wasn’t terribly concerned that people would be able to hear us. I kind of wanted them to.

We wasted no time stripping down and getting on the bed together, kissing. I immediately sought out his hole with my fingers, his jock once again providing easy access. I pressed against it firmly, rubbing gently, and was rewarded with a familiar moan. I continued to tease and work my fingers against his hole as the noise from the party roared around us.

Hungry for more than just his mouth, I tore myself away from him and, bottle of poppers in hand, moved my way down the bed to his ass. Finding a good position, I took a hit of poppers and spread his cheeks, once again locking eyes with his tight, furred hole. I moved in for the kill, slowly inserting my tongue into his hole as deep as it could go.

He had freshly showered since our morning meeting. He had also been fucked and bred once by someone else after me, so I appreciated the clean canvas to work with. But knowing that he had still needed more dick and cum after I bred him deeply this morning… I growled as I fucked his ass with my tongue, squeezing and kneading his ass in my hands. I could only just make out his moans over the sounds of the party. I lazily dragged my tongue over his hole, licking up and down his crack. I pulled back for a moment, wanting to tak-

Suddenly, the door handle jiggled. Lucky we had picked it, but still. I lifted my head up fully and gave the door an offended look, before turning to look at the boy questioningly.

Go away,” he growled at the door, annoyed that he even had to lift his head from the pillow.

“Oh, sorry. I was wondering why-”

Nope!” he cut the voice on the other side of the door off. “GO AWAY.”

That seemed to be enough, and we were once again alone. After a quick laugh, I took a hit of poppers and resumed the rimjob. I heard his head hit the pillow with a flop, and we picked up where we had left off. I began to piston my tongue in and out of his hole, increasing the speed as I went. A prelude to what I was about to do to his ass.

I pulled back and kneeled up, pulling the boy to flip on his back. I wiped the spit from my face and beard and used it to slick my cock, running my hand up and down the length rapidly. I then gripped both of his legs and lifted them, moving to kneel between them. I eyed his body hungrily as I aimed my cock towards his wet and open hole.

As I felt my head slip past his entrance, I let my body weight carry me down, taking his legs with me. As I bent him in two and my cock pushed further into his ass, I captured his mouth with my own. I probed his mouth, his tongue giving way to mine. I pressed my hips against his, flexing my cock while it was rooted to the hilt.

He moaned into my mouth, and I continued to kiss him deeply as I pulled my hips back for the first time. I slowly rotated my hips, sliding my cock in and out of his hole smoothly. I held him close as we fucked, never letting his mouth leave mine for long. The music and the party continued to steadily thump around us.

After enough of this, the boy asked me if we could switch positions - his legs were getting a little sore being bent the way they were. I was happy to oblige. I eased myself out of his ass, allowing my Trash Panda to flip onto his stomach. I quickly found his hole and resumed fucking.

We continued on like that for a while, fucking faster and faster. We had worked ourselves into quite a sweat, the sheets damp around us. We decided to take a break. I pulled out and sprawled on the bed as I caught my breath.

“Wanna watch some porn?” he suggested to me.

“Sure. I love porn,” because duh. Hell, I should be filming this.

He reached over to his laptop and put on a video he had downloaded. I laughed at the way he hid his porn folder. We cuddled a bit as we relaxed and watched grinding my crotch against his ass. After a few minutes of this I grabbed his head and directed him downward. He flipped himself over as he took my cock into his mouth, swallowing it to the base without hesitation.

I kept my hand in his hair as he bobbed up and down on my dick. My attention was split between the porn on the screen next to me and the sight of my dick disappearing down his throat. Every so often I would thrust my hips upward, meeting him halfway as my cock got to know his tonsils. Naturally, with my body rested and my cock once again rock hard, I was once again ready to fuck.

“Doggy,” I told him, causing him to cease his oral ministrations.

I moved off the bed to allow him to position himself, climbing up behind him a moment later. My cock still wet from his mouth and his hole still sloppy from earlier, I dove back in, dick first. I didn’t start furiously flailing my hips right away, opting to take my time and let things build. I listened as each pass of my length over his prostate caused another moan to erupt from my boy. I spanked his ass, watching the flesh jig-

*knock knock knock*

“Hey! What are you doing in there?!”

I swear to god if another drunk chucklefuck interrupts me one more goddamn time I-

I’M GETTING FUCKED,” my Trash Panda roared at the door.

Fuck. I think that just made my dick twitch.

“…Oh…” was the response. I didn’t wait for the shadow to move from the door to start fucking again.

Now I was incensed. I gripped him by the hips firmly and began to steadily fuck half my length in and out of his hole. Each time my thighs met his, his furry ass would ripple. I drove my hips faster and harder, mesmerized. Before long I was nearly towering over him, the strength of my thrusts forcing him downward, his hips spreading even wider. I continued to fuck down, each time pushing him further against the mattress.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I announced to him as much as I did to the rest of the room. I fucking hope someone was listening.

I instinctually continued to fuck down into my boy’s hole as I shot, each successive thrust more erratic than the last. I finally could no longer balance myself and collapsed a top him, instincts still driving me to delve further into his ass. When I was finally done breeding, I held myself in him for a few moments longer, savoring the warmth.

With a final nuzzle to the neck, I reluctantly released my racoon boy to clean myself again his his bathroom. When I emerged, he was already getting dressed. He would walk me to the door, quickly letting me out, and then join the festivities. I’m not sure if he was hoping everyone was still none the wiser, nor did I care. I kissed him before we left the bedroom, saying goodbye to him, and smirking at the two college boys chatting in the garage on my way out.

I should go to more straight parties.


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