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I had been driving westward on the interstate for hours and hours, and the sun was setting ahead of me, sinking down into the rolling hills of Wisconsin. I decided to call it a day, and find a motel for the night. I pulled into Dairy Bell Motor Lodge, paid for the room, parked outside my door, and started unloading my luggage from the crew cab of my 4×4 Dakota truck. On the second trip out to my truck, I climbed up into the cargo bed, and started unlocking my mountain bike. It was then that I noticed the motel room two doors down from mine. The curtain to that room was slightly pulled aside, showing just a glimpse into the room. And there, in the dim shadows, was the figure of a man, and he was watching me unload the truck. I paused just long enough to notice that he was tall (probably a bit over six feet), and he was beefy (his white t-shirt was stretched over meaty pecs and strong arms). Playfully, I smiled at the shadowy silhouette and winked, but I couldn't be sure if he really noticed my flirt. Oh, well. I lowered my mountain bike down from the truck, and stowed it in my room, just as the sky got dark, and the lights in the parking lot flicked on. I stripped naked, got into the steamy-hot shower, and loosened up from my long day on the interstate. But, I couldn't get the mysterious watcher out of my mind. I didn't exactly SEE this man, but I saw enough to know that he was tall and husky, and that's the kind of stature I like in a man, especially a daddy, and especially a top. The kind of hunk I like to submit to, so my imagination took over, and I began to fantasize about the shadowy stranger, two doors down... Did he have a mane of wild hair? Or a shaggy beard? If he did, what would it be like to kiss his scruffy mouth? I fantasized that his chest and pits and belly were all hairy, and smelled like sweat, and I fantasized that his bushy crotch smelled like musky ass and salty precum. Now, I need to say that I'm a frisky daredevil. A show-off. Pretty brazen. And even though I was tired, the thrill of the fantasy of the stranger lurking nearby sparked me, and got my heart thumping, and my mind racing. So, I shut off the shower, tucked my erection into skin-tight boxer briefs, and left my sporty torso wet and bare. I opened the door, stepped out into the parking lot, unlocked and opened my truck, and pretended to be arranging things in the cab, making sure that I bent over to show off my tiny ass and cyclist's thighs. Then, I stood, stretched, and flaunted my arms and abs in the direction of the stranger's room. And there he was, watching again! The overhead lights in the parking lot shined in through the gap in his curtain, and I saw he was shirtless this time! And his chest was downy with fine black hair, that looked as if it had been brushed to the sides, and feathered across his pecs! I gasped, and nodded my head, as if to say, "Oooh, that's niiice, dude!" I winked again, and returned to my room. There! I made my move! The ball's in his court now. And that's when the bedside phone rang in my room. Once. Twice. And then stopped. It was the stranger! Sending me his signal! My heart jumped up in my throat, and my cock and hole twitched! Frenzied with excitement, I decided to play his game, so I picked up my room's landline phone, and punched in the stranger's 3-digit room number. It rang once. It rang twice. Then, he picked up. He didn't speak, and neither did I. But, we could hear the heavy panting on each end of the line, so we were both obviously poised on the edge of springing into action. All we needed was the right spark. I realized, in that moment, that it was my turn to make a move, and I had a split second to say something that would ignite this fantasy hookup. So, in a raspy voice, I whispered, "Door's open." And I hung up. I was so drunk with anticipation, I crumpled down on my knees, and shakily reached out for the doorknob, to twist it, and to ease the door open. Enough for a puddle of light to spread across the carpet in my room. And that's when I heard the stranger's door open and close. As he approached my room, the shadow of his head, and then of his torso, blotted out the patch of light on my carpet. He was at my door! He pushed the door aside, and I could see that he had rushed to my room --- in the nude! He stepped inside, closed the door, and plunged us both into a secret darkness. I reached out one hand in his direction, grabbed his butt, and pulled him to me. He reached down, cupped his hand onto the back of my neck, and smacked my face with his heavy cock. I opened my mouth, and he crammed his girthy meat down my throat, roughly pumping and pumping into me. I gagged and struggled, but he had my head locked where he wanted it, so all I could do was stay upright, clutch his ass, and choke on his plump dick. Pump, pump, pump! Slurp and gag! And just when I thought I would swoon from the ecstasy (fear?) of being strangled unconscious by a hairy cock, he jerked his dick out of my mouth, slapped my face, and said, "Fuck." It was a one-word command. "Fuck." I gripped onto the mattress, pulled myself up off the floor, and bent over the bed. The stranger spit on his fingers, wiped them across my hole, then brutally rammed his slobbery erection into my ass --- hard! I cried out, but he slapped my ass, and growled, "Shut up." I wadded some of the bed's flimsy comforter into my mouth, and bit down, muffling my whimpers. The stranger hammered into my butthole with punching thrusts --- harder and harder and harder! His moans quickened, becoming animal grunts, until he buried his dick deep in me, and released his sperm into my gut! He stood for a moment, trembling, clutching my ass cheeks, with his cock still inside me. He inhaled deeply, exhaled, pulled out of my ass with a "hmmph", then turned away, walked out the door, and was...gone. There I was, a shaking heap atop my bed, with my throat full of slobber and precum, and my ass slick with semen. I crawled under the covers, and was quickly asleep. The next morning, I peeped out into the parking lot. All the cars were gone, and only my truck was there. I pulled on my jeans, stepped down to the stranger's room. The curtains were thrown open, revealing an empty room. He was gone. Left before the sunrise. Leaving behind nothing but a messed up bed, and the memory of the one night when anonymous strangers fucked in the dark, in a motel, in Wisconsin. *** This really happened to me! Every word of this story is true!

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