Published: October 12th 2025, 6:42:29 pm
😈 HOW MALIK AND I MET 😈
Y’all asked for this story so here it is! Enjoy and lmk how much you cum from this 💦
From 2016-2020, I spent some time living in Durham, NC. I had moved down there with a boyfriend while he was going after his own dreams, though we eventually broke up. Previously I was in NYC, which was always home for me. I had lived there during and after college and fell head over heels for the city. Everything about it was right for me. And when I moved to NC, leaving the city left a sort of void in me, almost like my mind was trying to tell me to go back ASAP. While my time in NC was fine and stable, I knew it wasn’t forever. My lease there was up March 1st, 2020 so in Late January I had started making real plans to relocate back to NYC. I went up to visit some friends, found a place, signed a lease and headed back to Durham to pack my bags. On February 29, 2020, I loaded all of my things into a U-Haul and drove up to the big apple, stopping halfway to stay at a hotel. I arrived on the 1st, unloaded everything and took the biggest sigh of relief that I was finally home. I swear, the second I sat on my couch surrounded by boxes, I was just grinning ear to ear because I knew it was exactly where I was supposed to be, single in the city again, unlimited dick. Until about a week and a half later…..
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Covid hit. Everything shut down, the city instantly became a ghost town. I truthfully didn’t hate it because I think I really needed some time to settle and unpack in solitude and peace. What we all thought was going to be a week or so turned into many months. Those first 2 months were pretty sequestered for me, only seeing a select group of trusted friends. Loneliness came and went but the one thing that persisted without fail was the fact that I was savagely horny. Like jerking off 4-5 times a day horny, which wasn’t the worst thing, but there was absolutely no substitute for big dick down my throat and one breeding me. I was cautious about Covid, testing regularly, and really made sure I took all precautions necessary to stay safe. But around mid May, I couldn’t take it anymore.
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I hopped onto Grindr late one night and truthfully, the grid was bleak. So many people had left the city so the pool of men had dramatically dwindled. But there was one profile that said he was a few hundred feet away from me. A headless picture of him sitting in a chair wearing a tight black tshirt and jeans that had a really nice bulge in them. I don’t know what I was thinking but I tapped him, which I literally never did. Pretty quickly after, he messaged me “Hey, how’s it going?” with a fully uncropped version of his profile picture. My eyes lit up. He was the most handsome Egyptian man. Amazing eyebrows, gorgeous skin, muscles, adorable smile. I’m pretty sure I made this face 🥹 when I saw the picture.
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But the thing is for me, when I’m hornyyyy horny, you can be the most gorgeous man in the world, but if there isn’t a big juicy cock in your pants, I probably won’t hook up. I guess that makes me a size queen. I can’t help it! Big, beautiful dicks are literally my favorite thing.
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Natural next steps were to exchange pictures and do the whole “into?” song and dance. I sent mine first. Again, cute smiling boy next door pics mixed with some ass up jockstrap and thong mirror pics. He sent back “🤤🤤🤤🤤” and sent his pictures. Once they came through, I heard a fanfare from the heavens. He had a HUGE dick. One of those Michelangelo couldn’t have sculpted better dicks. Perfectly straight, thick, long, veiny, just heavy looking. He was also really tall, sexy lean body and gave off this “I’m gay but not out to everybody so have to be a little discreet” vibe which had me leaking precum already. I asked him how hung he was and he said “9 in.” Absolutely perfect. Dream cock. It was pretty late so I asked if he was free, but he told me he had an early morning, but could come over the next afternoon to “dick me down” but that he couldn’t host. That was fine with me because I preferred to host anyway. I asked where he lived because it said he was close and he told me his street, which was quite literally a block away from me. I had to pinch myself for a second because a big dick that wants to breed me a block away? Sounds like the makings of a perfect fuck buddy situation.
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At this point in my life, a boyfriend was the absolute last thing on my mind. I literally wasn’t even entertaining the thought. I just wanted to do my own thing and fuck being back in my city. So naturally I woke up the next morning like a kid on Christmas. After 2 long months, I was finally going to get absolutely plowed by a hung cock. The stuff of dreams. I spent the morning getting a workout in, grooming myself and getting ready. We had exchanged numbers so around 2pm, I get a text from him.
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“Hey, it’s Malik from Grindr.”
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My hole quivered and my dick jumped. We decided to meet around 4. I think I willed those 2 hours to pass as quickly as possible because before I knew it, the buzzer rang. The way my apartment was structured, when you open the front door, there’s a short hallway that has rooms for the bedroom, bathroom and then it eventually opens into the living room/dining room/kitchen area. So I opened the front door and he said “Hey” in this deep sexy voice.
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He was the literal definition of tall, dark and handsome. 6’3”, incredible biceps, caramel skin, just legit perfect. I was wearing a tight white tank top and a pair of gym shorts that made my ass look so juicy. We both went in for a hug at the same time and he pressed his hips into mine. I could literally feel his halfway hard dick rubbing against mine. We both started shifting side to side, letting our dicks rub together and get hard. He moved his hands down to my ass, each one of his big hands grabbing a full handful of each cheek. He immediately said “holy fuck,” and squeezed them.
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We both pulled back slightly and then started making out instantly. He was squeezing my ass and pushing his hips into me like a bucking bronco. He pushed me into the wall and we kept making out, me sucking on his tongue and biting his lip, him moving his hand behind my head so he could kiss me as deeply as he could. He pulled away slightly and said softly, but sternly, “I need to see these lips wrapped around my dick.”
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He really knew just what to say. The chemistry was electric, absolutely on fire. He put both of his hands on my shoulders and started to push me down, which I thought was so hot. That little bit of “I’m making you do this because I know how bad you want it” vibe was perfect. I slid down the wall onto my knees as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, unzipped the zipper and let his beast of a cock out of its cage. I held my mouth open for it. Right as his dick swung out, a stream of his precum came along with it and landed right on my lips. I licked it off like candy, it had the saltiest yet sweetest taste. I was precumming too. When I’m really really turned on, I’m a literal precum faucet. It just gushes out of my dick. He could see it leaking through my gym shorts.
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He slowly moved forward, letting his dick start to enter my mouth. Inch by inch it went in, the taste of it landing on my tongue. He hit the back of my throat about halfway in and just kept pushing until the back of my throat opened up enough to properly deepthroat him. It did, and it slid down my throat so deep to where my nose was buried in his well groomed bush. And he just sat there with his dick down my throat, hand on the back of my head, with his head thrown back, looking up at the ceiling saying, “Fuckkkkkkk.” He stayed just like that, slowly fucking my mouth, feeling his cock flex down my throat. To say my shorts were soaked with precum would be an understatement.
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He slowly pulled his dick out of my throat and pulled me up asking “Where’s the bedroom?” with a grin on his face. I pointed down the hall and he grabbed my hand, leading me into my own bedroom. He was such a hunk of a man with this deep voice and commanding presence matched with this huge perfect cock. I’d let him do just about anything he wanted to me at this point.
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He pulled me in for a long kiss and we slowly started taking off our clothes. Pulling my shirt over my head, him doing the same. Slipping my shorts and underwear off, letting my precum soaked dick free and him doing the same, though his was mostly wet from being balls deep down my throat, still dripping with my spit. We were both naked now. He looked down and stacked my dick right on top of his and grabbed them both. He spit a long stream of spit on top of mine so it dripped off the side and onto his. He caught it before it fell to the ground and he started using it as lube to stroke our cocks together at the same time. Like a see saw, he moved his hand back and forth jerking us off, literally making my knees tremble. He stopped for a second and left his hand wrapped around both of our dicks and said “Fuck my hand,” and without hesitation, I started pushing my hips forward and back while he went in to start kissing and biting on my neck. Faster and faster I was moving my hips, becoming feral as he gripped our dicks tighter together. I could almost feel his heartbeat from his dick vibrating into mine and it felt like they had synced. Like one intense and fortified heartbeat. I easily could’ve cum from this and he could tell from my panting and moaning. He relaxed his grip and pushed me backwards til I was on my back on the bed with my legs hanging over the front. He slowly started to squat down, simultaneously grabbing my legs behind my knees and hoisting them into the air. I lifted my head up to see him and the look on his face was a mental screenshot I’ll save forever.
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He had this wide eyed look of passion, staring at my smooth, tight hole. My dick was still so hard so I was flexing it, which made my hole flex too, precum gushing out of my dick. It looked as though he was staring at the most mouth watering dessert he had ever seen. Like a cartoon with a stream of drool slowly dropping out of his mouth. He took a moment to grab my dick and squeeze it, collecting a puddle of precum in his hand. He rubbed the precum all over my hole and without a second thought, he was plunging his face into my ass, his tongue licking every inch of my hole, swirling around it, digging inside of it, spitting on it, wide tongued licking the entire thing. He was nothing short of feasting, letting out these deep slow moans, an almost automatic response to being so incredibly horny. He licked from my hole, up to my balls, the underside of my dick and then back again. Over and over. He’s slowly insert a finger or two just to feel how much I’d grip against it. He has long fingers so I swear, he stuck his middle finger in and was pressing on my prostate, a truly unreal feeling that left an even bigger puddle of precum on my stomach.
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I swear he devoured my hole for a solid 15 minutes. I was so open and ready for him to breed me, though slightly nervous that he’d make me cum in 30 seconds. We were so in sync in that moment that I swear he could read my mind because he pulled away from my ass and stood up asking “You’re ready for the whole thing now, aren’t you? You’re so open.” I nodded yes because I don’t think I could’ve spoken anyway. I flipped over briefly and crawled to my nightstand and grabbed out some lube. I tossed it his way and returned to my back. He tossed the lube back to be though and said “I don’t need that.” For a second I was like uhhhh, your dick is huge, we absolutely need lube. But he slowly insert his finger into my hole again, standing over me and milked my prostate. In his other hand, he was stroking precum out of my dick, collecting it into his hand again. Once he had enough and I was squirming and moaning out of control, he coated his dick in my precum.
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His cock was drenched in my precum. I could see it glistening, with the light from bedside lamp reflecting against it. He grabbed under my legs again and pressed his hips forward, letting the head of his cock meet my hole, like someone going to push on a door. He very quickly realized the door was practically open and his cock slid into me balls deep with virtually no resistance. Full, deep plunge to his balls, me gasping for breath. It filled me to capacity in an instant. He moaned “Fuckkkk” and just sat there with his dick all the way in me, flexing and throbbing. He slowly started fucking me. As he pulled out, my hole gripped him, pulling out with him. He pulled it out til the head was almost out and then pushed it back in balls deep. He started getting faster and faster til he built this strong steady rhythm, the sound of his balls and thighs slapping against my ass, making the bed shake. His his rolling back his forth as he deep dicked me. I had my hands above my head, in my hair while I whimpered and begged for him to go faster. He said “you want more?” And I managed to say “Please. Please give me everything.”
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He pushed my legs so whole body slid towards the center of the bed, while he crawled onto the bed as well, his cock never leaving my hole. We were both on the bed now and without even taking a moment, my legs were on his shoulders and he was pounding. You know how people say anal rearranges your guts? This was that. He was beyond deep, putting the full weight of his lower body into me, staring deep into my eyes, as if he would see something more. I reached up to wrap my arms around him, pulling him into me. My legs and arms totally entangling him while he managed to still pound me, pulling out almost all the way before plunging back in. We started making out again and then he was whispering in my ear, “Take that dick. Take that fucking dick.” My hole was fully open. He’d literally unlocked me, the pleasure he was delivering in that moment was euphoric. The kind of dick down that makes you legitimately forget to breathe because it feels like it’s filling up your entire body.
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My nails dug into his back and moved down to start squeezing his ass, which made him plunge even harder and deeper. He lifted himself up still pounding me and said, “Stroke your cock. It’s time.” It was a very “Yes sir” moment because my hand immediately grabbed my dick and started stroking. I timidly confessed that I definitely wouldn’t last long to which he grinned and said “Good, me neither.” My dick was still soaked with my own precum, so I didn’t even need lube either. I stroked for maybe 45 seconds before my dick alerted my brain that I was about to bust. I told him “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna cum” which made him say back “Cum for me baby. I’m gonna breed you too, fill you up til you’re leaking,” and as he said that, a stream of cum shot from my dick onto my chest, up to my neck, followed by multiple other streams. And for the last time he moaned “Fuckkkkk” and pushed his dick so far into me, I could feel his pubes against my hole. He was breeding me. Emptying his balls into my hole, every last drop he had.
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He collapsed onto me, our heartbeats still synced. I had such a strange feeling in that moment, his full weight on me while I stared at the ceiling, this feeling that I knew we’d be doing this over and over again for a long long time. I couldn’t tell in what context, maybe a friends with benefits, I just knew I needed more and I was undoubtedly going to get it.
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We kissed one last time before he slid his dick out of me, while his load slowly leaked out of my ass. Typically at this point, the hookup would be over. He’d put on his clothes and go. But this time I asked “Are you busy today?” And he said “No plans. Just chillin probably.” I asked if he wanted to hang out and order food and just watch some tv, maybe fuck again. He grinned at me with the cutest grin saying “I’d love too.”
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We jumped in the shower together, laughing and giggling and kissing. We washed each other with body wash, me stopping to make sure I washed his dick really well, which was just an excuse to have his dick in my hand again. I gave him some gym shorts to wear (sweat pants shirts so I could see his dick swinging in them) so he could be more comfortable and we ordered an ungodly amount of sushi. We spent a perfect night together, as if we’d done it a thousand times. He ended up sleeping over, we fucked another time, and the next morning he told me he had some stuff to do but asked if I wanted to hang again. He only left for a few hours and was shortly back in my bed pounding me. We did this same pattern for 4 straight days. Being around him felt amazing. He was so hot, such a good energy, dick game on 10. What more could I ask for?
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We were fuck buddies for about a year. I was really not interested in dating, but he really chased and pursued me. And I finally agreed to be his boyfriend, officially. He told me he wanted me all for himself and I found that to be so incredibly charming. We were official and eventually both moved to midtown, and then him leaving his apartment and into mine. And the rest is truly history. We’re still going strong to this day, our sex life just as electric as that first moment. He makes me so happy and I’ll forever be grateful to Grindr for opening that door. From Covid fuck fest to falling in love, I never could’ve predicted that, but somehow it feels absolutely perfect. I wouldn’t change a thing, especially not his dick 😏