The Wrong Cure

ELIAN

My hands trembled slightly as an alert came in saying I had a match on the app. I tapped on it, curious and still not sure of my decision.

Stranger: Come to Hilltop hotel, room 27.

Me: Sure, no lights. I am on my way.

I downed the remnant of my drink, stumbling to my feet. The hotel the man had asked me to come into was a stone throw from the bar I was in.

Refusing to drown in the mental trap my head was, I headed to the hotel, faces of people I passed by blurring all together as I made my way to the reception area.

“Good evening, sir. How may I help you?” The receptionist questioned.

My brain went blank for a while, I hadn’t asked for what name the room would be collected under.

“Hmm…I am expected in room 27” I mumbled out, hoping I didn’t appear as a drunk who had lost his way.

“Oh, turn onto your left once you reach the first floor, the first room there is your destination sir” The receptionist explained, confusion painted onto her face.

I ignored her look and the way my stomach seemed to revolt against my movement forward, my feet feeling wobbly as I began my ascent towards the room.

I knocked at the door with a trembling hand, the sound loud in the quiet hallway.

The door opened after a nerve wrecking minute, the inside of the room to dark for me to make out the face of the man who opened the door.

I stepped inside, the sound of the door slamming shut behind me making me jump slightly, my body thrumming with nerves and another emotion I couldn’t name.

Before I could take note of my surrounding, a huge weight shoved me against the door, heat enveloping me a second later.

“W-Wait, aren’t you going to…?” I protested, pushing at the man’s broad chest as he interrupts me, his head lowering against my neck, his mouth sucking hard causing pain and pleasure to run through me at once.

I let out a broken moan, the sound embarrassingly like a woman’s own making my face burn hot.

I felt his hands peel off my shirt, his palms hot against my skin as he cupped the back of my head with one while the other one wrapped around my slim waist.

His hot mouth trailed across my neck, stopping at my pecs only for him to suck at a nipple.

“O-oh” I let out sharply, my hips jerking along with the motion of his hot sucking mouth.

His hand came up to tweak at my other nipple, my moans increasing in height and sound as I felt my climax building.

“W-Wait” I let out, pushing at his head when he moved towards the hem of my pants.

He ignored me, pulling me off the door. My breath caught at his actions, fear and excitement jolting through me as my cock tented the material of my pants.

He pushed me onto the bed, crawling on top of me few seconds later, his hands going straight to my pants, unfastening the button and zip.

I could make out the outline of the man’s body, his sculptured chest asking to be licked but I couldn’t do something like that to a stranger.

All thoughts flew out of my head as my boxers and pants get yanked away from my body, exposing my hardened cock.

Without any preamble, he palms my cock in his hot palm, pumping at it with steady intensity making me bow my back with the sensation coursing through me at his action.

“Oh God” I breath out as I looked down at his hand pumping my cock steadily as precum painted his hand.

Before I knew it, my orgasm came rushing through me, my groan of pleasure echoing in the room.

Something wet touches my cheek, jolting me out of my pleasure filled fog. “W-What are you doing?” I demanded just as the man shoved two of his fingers into my mouth, the salty taste of cum indicating…

I burned with arousal and anger at the same time. A moan of pleasure escaped out of me before I could stop it as I sucked around his digits.

I could hear the man’s breathing getting heavier, my head feeling clearer than it had ever been in the past few days.

The glasses framing my face disappeared all of a sudden as I was flipped onto my belly.

The stranger arranged my weak body as he liked, a grunt sounding behind me as something wet and wet splattered on my hole.

I jolted at the feeling, my hole tightening in reflex. “Aren’t you moving too…oh!” The stranger traced a finger at my rim, pleasure zinging through my body at the little touch.

Before I could get accustomed to that, he pushed the finger in, my hole resisting the intrusion causing an aching combination of pleasure and pain.

A kiss was pressed into the small of my back, my body breaking into a shudder. Just when I got used to a finger, he added another one and another one.

Then he began to move, the stretch of my hole around his fingers made me let out a broken moan as his thrusts picked up pace.

My hips began moving, rubbing my achingly hard cock against the soft sheet underneath me.

An orgasm built up in me, my toes tingling as my balls drew up. Just before I could explode in ecstasy, he withdrew all his fingers.

I let out a whine, my hole fluttering with need of something filling it once more. The stranger pressed a soft kiss to my neck before he covered my back with his chest.

Something hard pressed against my fluttering hole then, causing me to freeze instantly.

I don’t think I can go through this, it is too…

“Ahh!” I let out a pained moan as I felt the hard tip of the stranger's cock push into my hole.

“Shhh” The stranger rubbed his huge hand along my spine, his touch relaxing me almost immediately.

Before long, he bottoms out in me. He pulled out then before he shoved into me again.

I fisted the sheets as his thrusts begin to pick up pace as my orgasm roared through me.

The stranger didn’t stop when I orgasmed, if anything, he got even wilder.