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over my dick and balls and the crevice between my ass cheeks. He
licked it all over eyeing me the whole time. "Are you ready for it?"
he growled.
"Oh, God, Mick. Stick it in me!" I pleaded.
The huge green head was at my tight sphincter. I
concentrated, anticipating the initial pain but thinking beyond it, like
when holding a long pose in yoga class. Mick firmly shoved the
monstrosity in my ass. Waves of pleasure emanated from my ass
and crotch travelled up my spine. I inhaled sharply and almost
passed out from the overwhelming feeling.
He pumped me with smooth strokes and could see I was
enjoying it. My ass was tight but stretched to accommodate the huge
toy.
"Now it's time for the real delivery," he said. He took the
dildo out of my ass and set it inside the original box. He looked for
his brown uniform and took a wrapped pre-lubed condom from his
shirt pocket. He sheathed his dick and put my legs around his
shoulders. I could feel his pulsing dick looking for the entrance to
my tight hole. His dick head found it, and he shoved his man meat
into my hot, aching hole. It was loosened up a little after the dildo,
but I wasn't prepared for the thickness of his dick. It was like
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shoving a beer can into me.
His fucking was confident and deliberate.
Mick would
pound until he got close and slowed the pace down, asking me
periodically if I was alright. Sometimes he'd pull all the way out and
then shove the whole girth of his dick inside me. He bent down and
kissed my lips and our tongues intertwined. His goatee brushed
against my smooth face. I could feel the rough textured steel floor
on my back with each thrust as he laid his massive build over me. I
concentrated on opening my ass to fill it with every inch of his
manhood and used my ass muscles to squeeze the cum out of him.
Again and again he poked and prodded my prostate, the whole time
my dick oozed precum onto my stomach as I rubbed it with one
hand. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and tip of his nose. He
was working my ass into sweet agony. I had a virtuoso top playing
my ass like no one has had before.
After what seemed like an eternity, he made a few more
deep, slow thrusts and pulled out of me, quickly removed the
condom and froze. He held his dick over me, his neck and shoulders
tightening, bit his tongue with those white teeth, while his cock
exploded shot after shot of manseed over my stiff dick and stomach.
After seeing his dick erupt, my own started to spill over onto my
stomach as our fluids pooled and mixed with my sweat over by
stomach.
He lay on top of me, while we both were catching our
breaths, kissing me tenderly and holding me in a warm embrace.
"Thanks for the delivery," I said with a satisfied smile.
"No, thank you! That was one delivery I didn't mind making.
Oh, before I forget..." He took his barcode scanner and scanned the
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smiley happy face.
returning...
That was one delivery I definitely won't be
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shipping label on the nearby "Anal Avenger" box. He handed me the
scanner and a stylus and said, "Please sign on the dotted line. We
still have to keep to company policy."
On the touchscreen I signed my name and drew a nice, big
Pay Per View
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I plunged my cock into the young guy’s tight, deep bubble ass. His
ass crack had a good couple of inches before even hitting his hole
which created a hot, intense slapping noise every time I went in for
another long, rhythmic slide into his guy pussy.
“Oh, fuck,” he cried, his face buried into one of my sofa pillows
with me lying on top of his back.
“You like that? Me pounding your hole? Tell me how much!” I
demanded, my mouth pressed next to his ear, taking in his scent of
sweat and lust. His dark spiky hair, that he had obviously spent so
much time making into one of those part faux-mohawk looks,
smelled of fresh soap.
“Yeah,” he moaned, like a girl taking it for the first time. “It hurts,
but hurts so good.”
“It’s because you just want to really be a bitch for someone, huh?”
“Please,” he begged.
I pulled my cock out of his ass slowly, leaving only the tip of the
head inside his twitching asshole.
“Say it again!” I commanded, this time louder, my voice even
deeper.
“Please!” he whimpered.
I could see a tear sliding down the side of his cheek and onto the
pillow.
“That’s better!” I shouted at him, and then with as forceful and
powerful of a thrust as I could muster, I slammed my cock into his
ass, making him scream in part agony and part pleasure as I felt my
own cock shoot jism in a volcanic semen eruption.
A couple of hours earlier I never would have imagined all of this
taking place. I had been sitting at my computer trying to write an
article on the level of “straightness” guys who dug she-males really
had for the local gay rag, Putty Boy. I wrote at least an article a
week. It sure wasn’t anything glamorous, but it helped pay the bills
as I worked on getting my screenwriting career off the ground in
Hollywood.
Recently, I had to buy a new computer, an unwanted extra
expense, but I decided to get a faster internet connection to also help
me update my glory hole history website. And since the cable
company would hook up the internet connection, I figured I’d
splurge and get a few extra channels to feed my addiction for reality
shows starring anorexic females.
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The “straight guy into she-males” article was getting no- where. I
had interviewed a few guys at a local tranny night, but the whole
scene had just managed to make me even more confused on how I
wanted to focus my article. Plus, I’d been so swamped with work I
hadn’t even had time to shoot a load of man seed in three days and
four hours (yeah, I keep track).
The phone rang, and it turned out to be the cable guy arriving and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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