Getting Fucked by Sasquatch

Bill was about to show up, I had known him from a chat room for years now. I was in his town for work and we had set up this date so we could finally meet each other. I heard a hard knock at the door and when I swung it open, I just stood there in awe. It wasn’t the big beard or really long hair that got to me, I had seen pics of those, I wasn’t prepared for a man that was well over seven foot tall. He had to bend down to step through the doorway of my hotel room. Once inside, he straightened back up and with a big smile, looked down at me and said” Hi Penny, it’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Bill.” The formality of the entire thing had me highly amused and through a smile of my own, I said” Bullshit, you’re Billy.” Through his laughter he gave me a condescending pat on the head and said” I will answer to anything you call me sugar.”
There was a travelling carnival in town and neither one of us had been to one since we were kids, so we decided to go, besides my shorts showed a lot of leg and a little ass and I love being checked out by the clueless. While we were driving Billy asked me” What about that look on your face when I stepped into your house, I couldn’t place it?” “I don’t know.” I could hear the smile in his voice when he asked” So what was your first thought when you realized that I was a sasquatch?” Smiling at him now, I said” Nothing specific, just a general arousal.” The giant man had a giant smile now.
We walked around the carnival just looking at stuff and talking, I was really enjoying myself when we came across the midway. Laughing Bill(y) said” You know, it just would not be a carnival date if I did not at least try to win you a fluffy or fuzzy prize.” Laughing I said” Well who am I to stop you from reinforcing the cliché and spending way too much money on rigged games in an attempt to prove your manhood.” “I am so glad you see things my way” Bill said, as he placed his hand on my shoulder (our two-foot height difference made holding hands and walking impractical).