Description: One thing I look forward to when I go to medical conferences is “new meat,” as they say. I have my harem, I suppose you could call it, at home. I’m always amazed at how many young twinks are attracted to tall well built men like myself. Even more surprising is how few of them run away when they see how big my dick is. I assure them that their tight little ass is not the first one I’ve worked my monster into. There have been very few that couldn’t take it eventually and I can say not a single one has been sorry that they let me try. I actually have several other XL men, like myself, and we kind of trade boys around, or at least give each other a heads up as to which little guys around town have a weakness for guys like us. So, yeah, I’m not hard up for little asses to fuck, but it’s always fun to head out of town and log on to Grindr to find something new. When Hunter popped up on my screen, I knew I had to have him and I wasn’t wrong. Usually, though, I will try to fit two or three boys into a long weekend, if I can get them. This time was different, though. Usually, I like my boys small. The smaller the better. I like the size difference. The power difference. The fact that once I’m inside them, they are mine to use how I want. Like I said, they don’t regret it, but in the moment it’s my fuck. Hunter was a little beefier than I usually go for, but I was glad I did. He has a fit muscular body and a bubble butt. I think he plays soccer, or something. To be honest, I didn’t care. The first time I fucked him, I was hooked. His hole was so tight, and the way those melon cheeks gripped my cock was just out of this world. I felt a little bad about it, but when I found out that he was willing to stay for the weekend, I cancelled my other dates and called the front desk to add my ‘nephew’ to my room. I could tell the desk clerk didn’t believe my story for a second, but I was a presenter at the conference so he wasn’t going to cause a fuss. I warned Hunter that it was a working weekend. However, there was a pool, and a spa with a jacuzzi and steamroom. Even a sort of Teen Lounge with video games and stuff. I hadn’t really paid attention when I saw that in the guest brochure. After I fucked him hard and deep first thing in the morning, we had some breakfast and he went off to check things out while I put the finishing touches on my presentation. I should have left well enough alone, but I really got into the weeds with it, almost rewriting the whole thing. I missed a lecture I had planned on going to. It wasn’t a big deal though. The truth is, when I present at these conferences, they usually give me a free badge, and everything else is a tax deductible business expense. I get an almost free vacation weekend and a nice hotel suite with as much twink ass as I can fuck. If I get to hang out with some colleagues and attend an interesting lecture or two, that’s really a bonus. As I suspected, though, the hotel’s amusements didn’t entertain Hunter for long. I had been at work a couple hours when he was back. Hovering over me like a puppy wanting a walk. I knew he didn’t want to go out and pee on a tree, though. He wanted his tight sweet hole pumped full of another load of cum. Lucky for him my balls were recharged and my fat dick was ready to go. Actually, the distraction was a good thing, My presentation was just fine and it was almost time for lunch break. Plenty of time for quick fuck before we headed down stairs, though. I let him suck my cock for a while, since he clearly loved it, while I worked my fingers into the hole I was getting ready to fuck. Just for a change I sat back in my chair and let him climb on my lap and ride me. There is nothing like watching a boy go into full slut mode, bouncing up and down on my cock, moaning and struggling to take my size, stretching them open but wanting it… needing it… too much to stop. I only have so much self control, though. I like being in charge, I wrapped him in my arms and stood up, still fucking him. That’s the best! Holding a boy up in the air. He’s completely helpless with no control at all over how I use him. Pretty soon I felt myself going into breeding mode, though, when your aching balls take over and you go from just enjoying the feeling of a tight hole wrapped around your cock to needing to pound your cum deep into a cute boy's guts. Something about that gets to me. Even if I’ve fucked him a dozen times, breeding him with my DNA is always a thrill. I flipped him over on the back of the chair and really got down into fuck rut. Every delicious thrust pushing me a little closer to the edge. I was jacking him in time to my fuck. Then he took over. I thought I might get to feel him coming from inside. Love that! He was taking too long, though, and I couldn't wait. I let out a loud groan and filled his tight little hole up. When I pulled out, I could see my pearly white cum glazing his puffy entrance, before I pushed back into that warm slimy sheath and made sure I bred that load just as deep as my long fat cock could get it.