The following hot gay fiction was inspired by muscle man Orso Orfeo courtesy of Muscle Hunks.

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I'm quite a looker, being Italian/French/Irish, standing six feet even, weighing in at 175 pounds without an ounce of body fat, dark brown hair, and big, soft brown eyes. My twenty-nine inch waist flows gracefully into the kind of ass and legs you see in tights at the New York City Ballet. All this is offset by a 42-inch chest, 16-inch biceps, rippled abs, and a beautifully sculpted 8-inch semi-thick uncut piece of pure delight. I'm always handed a phone number to have "coffee" at some point at the gym. I had finished my workout and was feeling particularly pumped and horny. I was bending over, slipping into my white cotton jockeys. I felt someone behind me. I turned around and stood face-to-face with more than my fantasy. Little did I know I'd be having my "coffee" in the form of a stocky, six foot, black competition bodybuilder with long, jet-black hair, large, dark, powerful eyes, and a smile that made my knees weak and my cock stir at first sight. There he was: my fantasy in the flesh, smiling and smoothing out the big bulge beginning to grow under the small, white towel. I didn't know whether to say hello or just drop to my knees and suck his big black dick right there in the locker room! Well, let's skip the rest of the formalities and say: The next thing I knew, he was standing in front of me in my apartment in white sweats that could hardly contain his bubble butt and the big hard-on that was beginning to grow down his muscular thigh.

I fell to my knees and began mouthing his big cock through the sweats! He moaned an "Oh yeah, baby," pulled the front of his sweats down, grabbed the back of my head, rammed his thick ten-incher down my gagging throat, and started pumping my mouth. I was intoxicated by his musky smell and by his huge cock fucking my face. "Come on, white boy, take this big black dick all the way down your pretty face. Oh yeah, baby, you want my big load, don't you?" Then he pulled my head off his cock, and held it directly in front of the mushroom head of his thick-veined uncut monster. "What do you want, pretty boy? Say it. Say it!" he commanded in a tone that evoked both fear and excitement at the same time. "Say it or I won't give it to you! I said 'beg', white boy!' "I want your dick," I said. "Say you want to suck this big black cock until I shoot a hot load down your throat!“ I could hardly stand it and begged him to let me suck his huge cock. He hit me across the face with and then shoved it in my mouth again. He began moaning, "Oh yeah," and slowed his pace, drawing his uncut cock in and out of my mouth very slowly so I could feel it swell to its full, thick, rock-hard ten inches. He slowly looked my face, and I could feel the big veins jutting out on his fat cock while the head grew and began oozing pre-cum. He said, "Get ready, baby, 'cause I'm gonna blow a big fuckin' load in your mouth. Oh yeah, come on, take that big fuckin' uncut cock, yeah, ... Take it. . . Take it . . Take it." The words trailed-off, replaced by a big basso animal moan as he pulled my head all the way down and held it there, with me gagging in pleasure, my eyes watering.

All of a sudden, he let that big black cock shoot one of the biggest and longest loads I'd ever taken. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, "Go get a rubber. I'm gonna make you suck my dick from the other end." I readily obeyed and returned to find him buck naked and his hands behind his head. "Get over here and work on this big cock 'til I'm ready to ram it up that pretty white ass of yours." When his cock resumed the full ten, thick, throbbing uncut inches he had already force-fed to me, he said, "Slide that rubber on it, and get on your belly, pussy boy." Surprisingly, he was much more gentle about working on my butthole. And he made a lot more sweet talk instead of demands. He worked the head of his cock in just past the ridge and pumped it in and out and in circular motions for awhile. All the time talking and promising me the hottest fuck I'd ever know. "Get ready, pussy boy, 'cause I’m about to nail your ass good." The next thing I knew, he was ramming my ass like it was the last one he'd ever plow. He long-dicked me with hard, penetrating thrusts. I felt his big balls slapping loudly against my ass cheeks. The talking stopped. I was moaning and lost between the pleasure and the pain. He was wailing as he pounded my ass in a powerful and steady rhythm. I could feel his huge cock take on the same proportions I had felt in my mouth earlier: veins were jutting out for the sizable hot load he was about to shoot into me. Slam after slam, he owned my ass. "Come on, pussy boy, tighten that butt around that big cock. That's right; now you're suckin', baby." I began to writhe in pleasure, opening and closing my asshole in perfect sync with his thrusts. It hurt so good. "Don't move!" he ordered. "Lay still and suck me with your ass!" It wasn't long before I knew that he was ready because he slowed down and began to pound my ass hard and slow. "Take it, pretty boy!" And with one final, powerful thrust, his balls contracted and my balls contracted. I felt that huge black cock shoot its scalding hot load up my ass, and at the same time I shot my load on the bed beneath me. Shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, he fell like a spent stallion on top of me, and we drifted into Nirvana for a summer afternoon nap. There have been many subsequent afternoons whenever he comes to Los Angeles. I never turn down his invitation to go for "coffee" whenever I ran into him at the gym!