Story by Larry
Part 2 of 3
When I finally got out of college, I managed to get a job in
the city. It was working for a gay
magazine, not bad pay, not bad benefits,
and man the meat I would see from time to time.
I commuted to work from my parent’s house till I had enough money and
then moved to what I had found to be the gayest section of the city. It was a great little apartment with just big
enough for a small love seat and TV in the living room, a queen bed in the
bedroom and I used snack trays to eat because the kitchen was too small for a
table but the building was clean, centrally located to all the gay clubs, and
such and affordable.
That apartment saw more action in the first month I was
there than in years before when I found out a known escort/hooker/porn star
lived in it. My first week end I went
out, picked up a guy on a street corner 2 blocks from the place and took him
home and fucked the shit out of him. I sent him on his way and went back out to a
club and picked up another guy who wanted to do nothing but suck cock all night,
who was I to say no. He blew me on every
service several times. I think he
managed to get 4 loads out of me before I had to tell him enough is enough and
sent him home.
This was my new hobby, picking up men and bringing them home
to fuck. I thought it very funny one
week end when I was in the club scoping out my target when I recognized the football
captain from high school. I got up and
walked over to him and grabbed his cock right in front of all his friends and
said “I missed this cock. I want it
now. Let’s go.” You could tell he didn't know what to say so I
just turned and walked away with my hand still gripping his cock and pulling
him along with me.
We went back to my house and I made him strip naked in front
of me and lay spread eagle on the bed. Then
I made him lift his legs and hook his knees behind his arms so he was bent in
half and his ass hole wide open. I took
a large tube of lube and held it to his open hole and squeezed. I squirted in and all around his hole. He looked at me and said “You’re going to
fuck me aren't you?” I told him
eventually. Then I put 3 fingers in his
ass. A look of shock came over his
face. “What are you doing?” I knelt alongside him and held him to the bed
with one arm while I fingered him with the other. Slowly I started to add more fingers and then
my hand. He tried to get away and tell
me no but I managed to get my hand in before he could stop me. I opened my hand so he couldn't push it out
or move around to get it out and started to fuck him with my fist and above my
wrist.
“This is for all the times you fucked me without lube” I
told him. “At least I greased you. Now take my hand till I decide I’m giving you
my cock.” It was a long time before I
got tired of fucking him with my hand. He
was begging me and crying the entire time to take my hand out. When I did I shoved my cock in. His ass was so high in the air I could pound
his ass bouncing off it with each stroke.
I gave him a load and threw him out the door naked with his clothes on
the floor.
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