The Net. : Part I

***This story is part of a larger work and is purely fictional. Your comments and critiques are most welcome.

Hi my name is Mike. I was using some of the internet’s social sites seeking someone who was honest and open minded for friendship. The one problem is this dating sight business is all new to me. This is the story of Mike’s 1st meeting on the internet.

Sex with my gay friends was normally terrible as there were no nuances to speak of involved in the act. There was never any taking your time to enjoy the experience. It was always a “Wham-Slam” approach more than 90% of the time.

My introduction to gay sex all involved versatile partners. My gay friends early on back in High School and College were actually just a bunch of “Horny Dogs.” When we had sex you were always expected to bottom and top thus giving each other a turn to get off. I disliked the bottoming part as I am no particular fan of pain. I was willing to endure bottoming in order to top. “Hey, let’s be honest here, I want my nut too!”

As time went on I tried to distance myself for a while from my gay friends. Like I said I am no great fan of pain. I am slim, trim and good looking. I had no problems getting and having sex with females. The separation I made from my gay friends had an unintended effect. The unintended effect led to other problems but those stories I will save for and share at another time.

My gay friends started to see me as a tease and I more or less became “fresh meat” by their standards. Occasionally when they did get me in the bed the encounters that ensued were usually rough on me. I became the all elusive “prize piece of ass” or the conquest that they could and did gossip about with each other.

I still never completely understood why anyone would want to endure the pain of only being a “bottom?” No one ever stopped to teach me the finer points of having gay sex. So of course when left up my own definition it was “pain at the bottom and pleasure at the top.”

One night while on line something drew me to this individuals bio at an Alternative Dating Site. However, I was about to break one of my own cardinal rules. That rule is, I normally almost never engage in strange or pick up sex.” At the moment though I was feeling desperate for something different sexually speaking.

Women were at the bottom of my pooo list and have been for several years now. I don’t hate women I’m just tired of being taken advantage of by the ones I manage to pick as partners. I have come to the conclusion that I just have bad taste in women.

I Really can’t say where my mind was at when I joined an “Alternative” dating site. Hmmm, I had probably just taken leave of my senses for the moment or maybe it was just temporary insanity! Then again I wasn’t really sure of what I was getting into to start with. I think some would’ve called my behavior “naïve” so I will just label my behavior as “stupid.”

On the Alternative dating site you were either a sub (submissive), Dom (Dominant) and there were very few versatile people from what I could see. I steered away from the ads that sounded too kinky even by my standards. I really don’t need to be beaten, stuffed into a cage or pissed on to have a good time.

The person who wrote the ad I replied to wasn’t unfriendly but wasn’t very talkative either. I received some one line e mails and he was not very talkative on the phone either.

His voice was light and wispy (girlish) on the phone I thought to myself how bad could he be? Hind sight being what it is I can see now where I was just acting out of sexual desperation. Next there were so many questions that I should have been asking the author of the ad but I didn’t think to. Worst case scenario I am no midget and I can handle myself in a physical situation.

We met about 60 miles outside of Small Town USA. (where I live). By the looks of this place I was pretty much in a medium sized farming community. We talked for a minute (literally) in a McDonalds parking lot right under the “Golden Arches.” It was at this time I found out that he was strictly a “Top.”

He did say that he would get me off on the experience. I was already there, horny and my conscience bothered me as he said that he had already paid for the room. I don’t know what made me agree to “Bottom” for him and to this day I still don‘t know why I took the plunge. Who knows why we do some of the things we do as humans?

We parked our cars in the Motel parking lot. He drove a small compact car so I really didn’t get a look at him when we first met. Once he was out of his vehicle I could see more physical detail of his body. He was about 5’10” and 250 pounds of black man dressed in cover alls and he appeared to be very well built! No doubt this man was all “Beef!” He seemed safe and sane to me at the time.

On our way to the room there was a woman standing behind a car in the parking lot and a man in a wheel chair next to the vehicle. The woman approached us and asked if we could assist her with getting her boy friend into her car. We walked over to see what we could do to help. He just stated, “I got this” in his tiny voice.

He lifted the man up out of his wheel chair who was about my size 6 foot and about 180 lbs and placed him in the passenger seat of the women’s car just as easily as you would place a child in a car seat. He also placed the wheel chair in the trunk of her automobile as if it hardly weighed anything.

We entered our room and talked for another couple of minutes. I am sure this was the getting to know you phase. He stripped naked without any further conversation. Coat, cover alls, shoes and he was done. I couldn’t help but stare at the 6 inches of thick sleeping meat hanging from between his legs wondering to myself “what did I get myself into?”

He positioned his massive frame between me and the rooms exterior door. I was still staring at the thickness of the log between his legs. I wondered to myself if I had lost my rabid mind. He asked, “would you like me to help you get naked dude?”

I quickly replied, “no I am good” and started to undress. ”Stop dude. I‘ll tell you what I want to see you take off. Do you understand?”

I was momentarily dumbfounded by the size of his sleeping cock. I was startled back to reality by what I presumed was the sound of menace in his voice. In his best Mike Tyson voice, “are you sure you don‘t need me to come over there and help you strip?” Then he took a step toward me. My eyes never left his eyes.

My brain suddenly stirred back to life and I nodded my head and stammered “Yesss, Yes, I understand you. It‘s O.K.. I was just admiring your physique.” I lied.

“Thank you. Now take off your coat and stay a while. I will nod at what I want to see you take off. Then it will be your job to take it off for me. It‘s a pretty simple task and take off your t-shirt too. Come on I want to see some skin baby!” He snapped his fingers.

I removed my coat and pulled the t-shirt over my head exposing my shaved chest. Immediately goose bumps appeared on my flesh, my tiny nipples got hard and they stuck out. I have good pecks and my nipples are smaller than a quarter in diameter.

“Turn around for me baby let me see the top half of what I’m going to get. MMMM nice chest, pretty little nipples and a strong back, nice curvature I‘ll bet you are flexible. You are such sweet eye candy. Now kick off your shoes and take off your socks while you‘re at it. Hurry up girl friend I like my pussy butt naked!” He quipped.

I quickly did as I was instructed. I was nervous. Hell let’s call it what it was I was “scared” but there was also a sense of excitement rising within me. My 6 inch cock was starting to respond to his attempts at my degradation.

“Turn your back to me baby and wiggle out of your pants and draws for me. I wanna see that money maker of yours. I bet you got a sweet little ass there.”

I started to do what he said when I was stopped again. “No baby, not like that. Put your thumbs in either side of your belt and wiggle that fine ass out of those pants and draws. Then kick them to the side. Over there by the chair. Yeah, baby wiggle that sweet cream colored ass for me. Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm.”

My body felt like it was momentarily frozen in time when he walked up behind me. Reaching around me he grabbed a hand full of my chest. His hand was huge and rough I suspected it was from lots of hard work.

One of his mitts almost covered my peck. His other hand was roughly exploring my ass cheeks I was shocked when I noticed one of his hands almost covered my entire ass cheek. He roughly kneaded and squeezed my butt cheeks. As he did so he bent me over by pulling firmly forward on the hand full of peck he was holding and slapped my ass. “Oh yeah baby, nice shade of red” as he continued to explore my ass roughly with his groping hand.

He held me in this position for what seemed like an eternity handling my body’s weight as if I were the weight of a small child. I have never felt so humiliated and helpless before tonight!

God I wanted to ask no beg him to stop his rough treatment. I thought for a moment that this might give him some additional pleasure and may become grounds to treat me even more roughly. For the moment I just thought that I would take it and go with his flow of events. I was being “Dominated” and didn’t realize it.

He ran the meaty part of his hand along the crack of my ass pressing hard at my dry hole while alternately squeezing my but cheeks hard. The hand that was squeezing my peck pushed me back into a standing position. Then pulling downward on my body using the arm around my hips until his lips were able reach the side of my neck.