I met the Man of My Dreams at my upscale Fort Lauderdale supermaket.
I noticed he was sensuously fondling the buttock-like curves of the canteloups.
So I went over and fondled some also.
He was 20-something, extremely handsome, dark hair and eyes-masculine,and muscular;(just like in the Romance novels that I secretly read).
We accidently rubbed shoulders while checking out the melons. Then he said, lightly gripping my shoulders in his large masculine hands-'You seem very familiar.'
'Maybe you've glimpsed me here at the market', I manage to stammer.
'Look at these melons', he says, as he holds two side by side in his huge hands. 'I wish I could find an ass, like this.'
I blush a bit and point back at my rather prominent ass. (My friends are always joking my ass is huge and oversize.)
'Friends say my ass is like those', I say.
He bends down and looks, 'Hmm..., very close', he says. 'Could you come to my place for a closer examination?'
'Oh!...Certainly', I gasp-'grocery shopping can wait'.
(I'm usually not this reckless, but it isn't every day that you meet the Man of your Dreams!)
We go to his nearby apartment. We walk in and I'm surprised to see an older Gay man in front of a large computer screen.
'This is John, a scientist at the large Biolife Corproation, just outside Lauderdale', Rod says.
( John nods to us as we walk by to Rod's bedroom.) (Rod Hunter, what a striking name!)
Rod closes the door and clasps me in his strong, manly embrace-it's so hard I can barely breathe. He's six foor tall, all muscle, and movie-star looks-beautiful eyes and teeth.
I'm almost fainting in his huge muscled arms. He starts kissing me all over-starting on my neck and working up to my mouth.
Then he says softly- 'can we have sex?'
I say faintly- 'yes.'
In a minute he has me stripped and is naked himself. A long fat 8"cock, with large balls, is hanging down.
Naked, we go to the small bar and have a couple shots of sweet bourbon- Southern Comfort. He's backed up to my ass.
He picks me up and romantically lays me on the bed on my belly-with pillows under my stomach-Ass up at just the right angle.
My legs spread and ass lubed up, he gently shoves in his large, rigid 8"cock.
Rod is such a considerate lover, slowly easing his massive cock in;(but not really necessary as I have been fucked thousands of times over the last twenty years).
Then I fake a moan of pleasure, and he goes wild, and I get the wildest, most invigorating fuck of my life. My ass hole is hot and glowing. The guy growls and gives, deep and skillul fucks-fuck after fuck. I start getting great waves of Pleasure-(which is rare for me).
Finally he gives four-five thrusts, shoots his load, and moaning and groaning collapses on top of me. We lay there a couple of minute, and I look up and there's a hidden TV camera recording the scene.
I push Rod off of me, get up, and as I wipe myself clean, I say to Rod, motioning at the camera- 'what's going on here?'
Rod stands there silent, and he's sweatless after all the exertion.
' I'll answer that'-Joel' , a voice says.
I look up and it's Rod's roommate-the intelligent older, gay man.
'Joel Jonas, right?- We've been monitoring you', John the roommate says.
'Rod's an undercover research project, a sex clone-human-but no rights. He's out in society for his first real test-and you looked like a good test subject. We're testing the Gay model first.'
'He's already been tested in the lab, exhaustively, by our gay staff.'
'If you sign an agreement and write a brief performance report-we'll give you $25,000 cash-right now.'
'Well, this is a shock-let me think a minute', I say. 'I need to get cleaned up. Can I use Rod one more time? Another session would give me more to report.'
John, the scientist said, 'of course, whatever makes you happy. Let's say you come out and do the evaluation report in about 30 minutes?'
'Perfect', I say.
John leaves, and Rod comes out naked, (with his thick semi-hard cock hanging to his knees.) He approaches me tentatively, I open my arms-and he flies to me and passionately kisses and embraces me.
(My heart beats rapidly-It's just like in the movies and romance novels.)
The romantic hugging and kissing by a handsome, muscled nude man-(I'm nude also)-couldn't be better.
He sweeps me off of my feet and lays me on the bed, and gets my big buttocks at just the right angle.
'Rod', I say, as he lubes me up-'just fuck me a lot deeper and rougher, and as long as you can-fuck like an animal-really hard- my ass can take it.'
'Yes, Master', Rod says.
