FOREWORD: As you can already tell from the title, this is an erotic work of fiction. I’m putting this out here for those who will commence reading, expecting some braingasm. There is none to be had here. It’s about delicious, filthy gay sex. And it’s PG 25, and PG ‘All Those Already Behind Their Desks At Work.’ 🙂 Read at your own risk and titillation.
It was on a Friday that I went to my favorite restaurant for lunch. This hot, young, new waiter that looked like he was not a day older than twenty greeted me at the door, and escorted me to my table. He was Caucasian, with ginger hair, hazel eyes, and a slim, well-proportioned, sinewy body. He stood at about 5-feet and 10-inches, and it looked like he weighed around 160 pounds. He looked like someone had poured him into those fashionable blue Levis and black shirt. His pants fit snugly and wrapped perfectly around the cute bubble ass I could see departing from me after he took my order.
Although the restaurant was packed with customers, he went out of his way to assist me. He seemed taken with me, and I could see that my physicalness that impressed him just as he had me. I have the dark skin of my African origin, am 40 years of age with a swimmers body. I stand at 6-feet, weigh a muscled 170 pounds, and look no older than my late twenties.
He kept returning to my table, asking me if I needed anything else. After the fifth trip, it was obvious that his behavior was out of the ordinary. He was smooth, oh-so-very smooth in his shenanigans. He stared into my eyes, extended his hand, rubbed his crotch up against my arm and said, “Hi, my name is Phil. And you are?”
I felt his cock began to grow as it touched my arm as I replied, “Nice to meet you, Phil. I’m Dayo. My law office is only two blocks from here, so I have lunch here several days a week.”
“That’s good. I just started working here this week. I hope you will always ask for me as your waiter.”
“You can count on that, Phil,” I said.
As I went up to the counter to pay for lunch, Phil slipped a note to me. Upon leaving the restaurant, I read the note, which said: “Dayo, I hope I’m not too forward, but could we meet after work around 5PM? Here is my cell number. Why don’t you send me a text message if we can meet?”
This was why I loved the gay scene in London. Everything was so easy, so straightforward, so uncloaked with questions and uncertainty as it was back home in Nigeria.
I texted Phil a reply, telling him that I would pick him up in my Mercedes at 5PM at the restaurant.
As I returned to work, I wondered about the afternoon. Although I was in great shape, I was surprised to be hit on by a cute 20-year-old. I mean, I was twice his age. He must favour older men, I thought.
I spent the afternoon in court for one of my clients. I was too distracted, as I could not take my mind off this young stud and the chance to get into his pants that evening. Man, I fought not to get a hard-on in court.
As soon as Phil was in my car that evening, he winked at me, placed his hand on my inner thigh and said, “Dayo, I’m not one to beat around the bush. The minute I saw you, I became horny as hell for your hot body. I just about shot my load when you entered the restaurant. I bet you saw my hard cock. Let’s go somewhere – suck cock, eat ass, kiss and fuck. I could tell you were gay. I’m good at gaydar. Am I right?”
All this in one breath.
“Yes, Phil,” I replied. “I want you just as bad. And this must be my lucky day.”
As I broke the speed limit on the way to my home on the lake, Phil began to rub his hand across my crotch until my 8-inch thick cock had grown to a full erection. I almost wrecked several times from this distraction. Phil became so turned on as he felt my rock hard cock that he unzipped my pants, located my cock, pulled it out through my briefs, and – Holy shit! – he leaned over and took my boner into his mouth. He slowly, inch by inch, swallowed my huge wood, and at the same time he began to fondle my growing hot balls. While he continued to blow me, he put a hand up and under my shirt and began to pinch my nipples. Phil was one raunchy, hot, brave, young stud.
And I was trying hard not to park us into a car wreck.
I began to leak pre-cum that hung off the end of my cock head as Phil sucked it down his throat. The smells were so intoxicating. I had to get home and fuck this little mischief-maker. I could see that his bulge was very large in his pants. It was obvious that he had a big tool also.
When I finally pulled into my garage, we were too hot to stop the action. As Phil deep-throated my boner, I pulled my shirt off, undershirt off, pulled him off my cock long enough to remove my pants and wet briefs. I planted hard kisses on his juicy pink lips. Soon Phil, with lightening speed, took off all his clothes, as we were still seated in the car. Man, was his body beautiful. He was hairless on his chest, stomach and legs – very light skin with cute red freckles and an 8 or 9-inch smooth, vein-covered, bobbing cock with fuzzy red pubic hair. He too was profusely dripping pre-cum off his cock head.
We moved to the back seat and got into a hot 69 position, before proceeding to suck each other off. The feel of a wave of heat radiating from our crotches… the growing perspiration all over our bodies… the sweaty animal smells… the gobs of spit that began to cover our mouths and our cocks… the indelible testosterone in the air… and the feel and taste of the hard flesh of the cock shafts – that all had us shivering with goose bumps running up and down our bodies.
We sucked each other’s cocks like two wild animals. We came down and back up those cocks as if we were sucking on popsicles. The feel and smell of raw sex had never been more pleasurable of full of ecstasy.
As I neared my orgasm, I wanted to stop so we could fuck, but the lust and growing spasms took control. There was no way to stop that pleasure. Against my mouth, I felt delicious meat expand even further, even as I felt the rush of my ejaculation, and the spasm in our nuts released a huge supply of cum into our cock shafts and spontaneously he released and I released gushers of warm sticky semen deep into our throats. The nerve endings in my cock experienced such a thrill that I had my largest freshly squirted load of seed since early puberty.
And then, panting, we disengaged.
But Phil was still so horny that he placed my legs and feet up on his shoulders, got down between my legs to my ass and began to thrust his tongue inside my hole. He spent some fifteen minutes eating out my ass as it puckered from his tongue. Then, wanting to reciprocate the gesture, I prompted us to shift positions. It was my turn to place his legs and feet on my shoulders. I spent some ten minutes returning the favor as I ate his very clean pink ass. I sucked on his balls and rubbed his cock as it was beginning to come back to life. I smelt his rich manly odors.
We finally got into the house, took a shower and prepared dinner while still naked. I could not take my eyes off this beautiful young fresh meat while we ate dinner.
We went to my master bedroom for round two. Phil took me in his arms as our naked bodies were tight against each other. I felt our cocks rub together as they were now rock hard again.
“Dayo, I’ve never been so horny or wanted sex more than tonight. I have to ask a favor. Please make me your bitch. I want you to dominate me. I want to give you my ass and be a willing bottom, taking your gorgeous cock up my man pussy over and over. Do whatever you want to me, your little bitch.”
The touch of our hot bodies and his submission to his new daddy so overwhelmed me that my cock actually grew beyond what I thought was possible. Man, it must have reached 10-inches. Wow, what the mind can do for you.
I took one hand and reached between our bodies, grabbed our two cocks and began rubbing them together. After rubbing the two throbbing cocks together for a couple of minutes, I took my cum-covered fingers and thrust them in Phil’s mouth. He licked my fingers clean and then he parted my lips with his tongue and gave me some of the protein.
Then, I placed him on the bed, on his back, had him hold his legs up to his chest, and I lubed his ass. I took one of my favorite sex toys – a string with eight balls held together, starting from very small balls with each ball a little larger – and placed it at the entrance of his ass.
“Phil, baby, you said I could do whatever I wanted to you. I’m going to slowly shove these balls up your ass as I hold on to the string. Now, baby, push that ass down and suck these balls up that man pussy. You are going to go wild with lust for my sex toy.”
“Daddy, give me those balls up my ass, yea fuck yea,” he panted.
I slowly inserted ball one, then ball two and one by one, his ass swallowed those balls as he cried, “Oh daddy, that hurts. Keep going, give me those balls.”
When he had taken all eight balls inside his man pussy, I turned and twisted the string around and around, before I began to slowly pull them out. Wow, that was a hot scene as his ass pulsated.
Then I placed Phil on his stomach and got on top of him. I spread my naked body flat on his frame and began to hump like a male dog in heat. Soon my throbbing cock was running up and down his ass crack. The feel of my wet cock against the entrance to his ass drove Phil wild. He began the most wild bucking of his ass forcefully up into my crotch. The humping became so slick, as our bodies were locked in all those juices.
As my steel rod moved over his ass crack, Phil could not take it any longer when he said, “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH HELL! Daddy, please put that cock inside me. Do not tease me with your cock. Fuck me, fuck me, and please fill my man pussy with that cock. I want to feel your boner rub against my ass walls, message my prostate with that big tool of yours and give me the fucking of my young life. Don’t tease me anymore. I need your cock now!”
I just about shot my load in that moment. I moved off his body, spread his sexy legs far apart, placed a pillow under his crotch to lift his ass up in the air, poured lots of lube in his ass and on my pulsating cock, spent a couple of minutes fingering his puckering ass, moved my huge cock up to his ass entrance and began to insert the big penis inch by inch deep into his eager ass.
As I drove my cock deeper and deeper into his bowls, he began to buck and moan louder and louder. I felt my heart rate increase to a rapid rate and I managed to fuck that beautiful red-headed twink’s ass for at least 10 minutes. The hot flesh on flesh, not only of my cock rubbing against his ass walls and prostate, but the feel of my sweaty balls against his silk-like soft ass had my entire body quivering.
Although I had planned to fuck my little bitch in several other positions, I simply could not bring myself to pull my throbbing cock out of the most soft and erotic ass I had ever penetrated with my big cock. I could not stop enjoying the host to my cock. I also could not give up the feeling of every nerve ending in my cock begging for more ass. I had to blast my seed in the most fresh and remarkable ass I’d ever entered with my tool.
After about nine more powerful deep thrusts, I felt the seed rise up in my balls, began traveling rapidly up my cock shaft to the piss slit and finally erupt with a volcanic load deep into the bitch’s man pussy.
“Oh shit, I’m coming, I’m coming!” I groaned loudly. “Hell, oh it feels so great!”
Phil responded, “Man, I love the feel of that wet sticky thick cum deep in my ass. I’m now yours. Part of you is now inside my man pussy. Wow, it feels great.”
While my cock was still deep in his ass, Phil began to buck wildly as he shot his load onto the pillow. The fact that I knew he had ejaculated and he was thrusting his ass up to my cock caused my cock to unbelievably remain completely erect. For the first time in my life, the arousal was so tense after an ejaculation, that I actually felt as if I had not spilled all my semen. I was so turned on that I started to wildly fuck Phil’s ass with new energy and desire to come again.
This new fucking gave me great staying power as I fucked his hot ass for some ten minutes, banging away one hard thrust after another. I showed no mercy while pounding the ass. Soon Phil got my second load of man cream.
When totally spent and drained, I pulled out, and turned Phil over onto his back, got into a 69 so we could clean the cum residue off both cum-covered cocks. It tasted wonderful.
We changed positions again, lying upright against each other, and kissed. I’d just branded him my little bitch in the best sexperience I’d ever had.
Written by Mr. Kassy