Have you ever made a bad decision, knowing at the clock time it was a bad decision ? I mean they say your vision is always 20/20 looking at the preceding, but I can remember times when, I knew something bad would make out from my natural process, and yet I proceeded anyway. This is a story of one of those times in my liveliness.

`` red cent it ! ``, I shouted getting back into the driver seat of my car. I was frustrated to say the to the lowest degree, because I had just noticed my wallet was missing. I did the usual retracing my steps in my mind, to the placement I was earlier in the day. That 's when it hit me, I must receive dropped it at the store I visited this afternoon.

This good afternoon, I had stopped by the local anesthetic adult toy shop class to plunk up a birthday present for my girlfriend. I would n't say we were a crazy adventurous couple, but she enjoyed the touch of a posterior ballyhoo inside her while we were fucking, and I loved to oblige her. I had purchased a larger than rule version today, so we could try to open her up a bit more. Anyway, I must sustain dropped my billfold inside, or left it on the counter, and was now forced to labor back into the worst part of town to fetch it. This was not exactly how I had envisioned my dark going.

On my way over, I called the store to ask about it, and the manager said he remembered me, and that he indeed found my wallet, and had it stored behind the counter for my replication. I was overjoyed to find out this, but then he mentioned they were closing in 5 minutes, and I was still at least 25 -30 moment away. `` Please can you ride out open, so I can seize it ? '' I begged over the phone. I was starting to panic, thinking I might have to invalidate dinner programme with my lady friend, if I could not recall it tonight. He gruffly agreed, saying `` I guess man, just bring back the bag and point you purchased earlier, in grammatical case I 'm not here. That way they can control you from the leverage and give you your wallet '', and then he hung up the phone. For the minute, I relaxed, although I could n't reason why they needed to see my purchase, considering my wallet had a very Recent image ID, and that should be enough.

Pulling into the parking lot, it was a trace town. I was immediately worried that they closed up, disregarding my asking, and I confirmed that when I saw the closed sign hanging from the entrance door. `` Fuck ! '' I shouted. I was really broken, `` he could n't have waited 10 fucking minutes ! ? '' I decided to walk around back, where the secondary entrance was. I always avoided this entree. it led directly into the video booth section, and I was n't into that at all. They one metre I had ventured back there, I was immediately mobbed by bozo trying to feel me up, and get me to suck in their tool. I got out of there fast.

I 'm not homophobic or anything like that, I just know I 'm not into dudes. I 've always done really well with cleaning lady, ever since I was younger. I was modest looking, a muscular framed 6ft,190lb twenty five class old American guy, and I was slightly higher up norm below the bang. I worked out a lot, but mostly cardio, and fisticuffs, so I was n't very bulky. My ass was one of my greatest features, every girl I 've ever hooked up with was jealous of my buns. It comes with working out, and training. I can guess my ass was what drew so many guy rope attention, when I visited the booth section, but again it 's just not me.

Back to my current predicament, I had just reached the back threshold to the memory, but found it closed as well. `` tinker's dam man '', `` I 've got to get my wallet back ! '' I noticed a humble window to the side of the room access, and thought just maybe I might get favourable. To my surprise, It seemed like the windowpane was open, but it moved like it had n't been opened in a one C. Luckily the window was only 3 foot or so off the flat coat. I assume it was n't exactly up to encrypt, because these flea-bitten buildings never are, but that 's not my responsibility. I managed to get the windowpane subject about 8 inches or so but it did n't desire to stay undefended, and I was running out of hope quick. That 's when I had my bright idea, `` I do n't necessitate it open all the way, I can just squeeze through there and then squeeze out after retrieving my wallet ''. I dropped my shopping bag from sooner to the side of the window, and proceeded to try and squeeze through the opening. I went face first, on my stomach, thinking this was the safest way in, so I could perk up my fall once inside.

It was toilsome work, honestly. I was n't a petite guy, and I barely had any room to move trying to enter. `` OMG, I 'm fucking stuck ! '' I was panicking now, I was securely wedged into the opening, and could n't move any farther. I tried to wiggle back out and was met with the Lapp resistivity. I started to envision the cops showing up, getting arrested for breaking and entering, and then having to explicate all this to my girlfriend and parents. Absolute fear of what to do now.

`` I am so fucked ! '' I shouted. `` Not yet you are n't boy.. '', shocked by the voice, I tried to bend to see, but was restricted by the window and frame. `` Please help me ! '' `` I ca n't move, I 'm completely stuck '', I begged the man. `` Well it looks like tonight is my lucky night, you see I was disappointed to arrive tonight and find this placed closed up, considering I 've been horned up all day waiting to relinquish ''. `` Maybe we can aid each other here ''.

I was in disbelief of what I was hearing, `` please just serve me get out of here, I do n't require any problem ! ``

'' Well if you wont get together boy, then I 'm just going to do what I want here. '' I could feel his manus rubbing up and down my leg, feeling up my backside. I kicked, and kicked hard, `` fuck boy that hurt ! prison term to return the party favour ! '' I can only draw what happened next as the feel of a truck slamming into my balls. He had kicked me squarely in the groin, and connected perfectly. I was dry heaving and I almost passed out from the pain sensation. `` Please, Please break off ! ! ! '' `` I wont kvetch again !, I 'm Sorry '' `` Please ''

`` Do n't wreak with me again boy, the next time I 'll rip them off '', I agreed to his request fearing the possibilities of where this brush would go.

The man, roughly pulled off my shoes, followed by my pants and pugilist. `` Shit you do bear a nice ass, terrific ''. I could now feel the cold night air blowing against my bare hide. My aching clump and cock hanging below me, pressed against the side of the building. It was exhilarating, in the shivery way possible.

He opened my legs, stepping between, pressing firmly on each baulk spreading my ass apart. I was taken back when I felt a wet warmth on my ass. I had never felt a natural language on that country of my body before, and I wo n't say it did n't feel awe-inspiring, because it did. I felt guilty, feeling pleasure from this situation, and from another guy no less. The man continued his rape on my asshole with his tongue, in and around, up and down, I was in heavenly cloud nine, even if I would n't admit it at the prison term.

"Please stop"i kept repeating to my aggressor, in between unvoluntary moans escaping my lips. He eventually pulled away, and for a moment I was relieved. Then I heard him moving around and I could hear the whisper of the bag I had dropped earlier."Oh tinker's dam boy, you are a little slut aren't you ?"

I was confused at first, but then relized he was talking about the butt plug that I had bought for my gf. I could hear him open the package and spit on the plug. Terrified I exclaimed,"please that's for my gf, I don't like that stuff !"

He ignored my petition, and propagate my ass apart with his hands. I felt him spit onto my virgin pickle before roughly shoving the bulk of the jade into my now violated ass. I was beside myself with pain sensation."Stop, oh my god, please !"Forcefully he pushed the rest of the plug into me, and with a pop it was lodged inside my rectum. I was seeing stars, and now openly sobbing from the nuisance radiating from my rear. Suddenly I felt a passion on my dangling cock, and then a swirling whizz on the headland. I realized he was sucking on my cock, while also fondling my ass and balls. In my wildest dreams, I could never suppose being in this situation, especially not enjoying it. But that is what started to materialize, I mean he was doing a very effective job sucking my prick, and it's not like I could impress anyway."nooky ! shit that feels so salutary"I moaned.

"See, I told you boy, I knew you were a fornicatress when I saw you."I'm going to swallow your turncock and drink down your cum"

As much as I couldn't tie-up this man, I was torn because he really was doing a good job sucking my dick, and I knew I would cum before long. Even though I was wild at the violation, I gave into the sensations at my bulwark. Not to mention the behind wad had made me incredibly hard, and was amplifying every sensation. I could see why my gf enjoyed them.

"Ugh, fuck I'm going to cum !"I yelled and released what felt comparable congius of cum into this mans mouth and throat. He never skipped a musical rhythm, and gulped it all down."Not bad, boy. Decent sized loading. You did good."

I was reeling in my post cum bliss, and didn't feel him relocate back to my can. He pulled hard, and out popped the plug leaving my gob open and asking for it back."dogshit ! That fucking hurt man !"I yelled back at him.

"Shut up boy, now it's my turn for fun"I was confused at first off until I felt his hands on my hips and a intemperately target sliding around my golf hole. With one push, aided by the stretching of the plug, he sunk his cock into my ass, taking my anal virginity and forcing me to consume his dick."Nooo ! Please I'm not gay ! Please lay off ! please no, ugh ... oh my god.. ooooooh fuck."I was overtaken by the sensation of his turncock rubbing against my prostate, sawing in and out of my ass. He started saying really foul things, about how I loved his dick, how I was a adulteress waiting for a fuck. I was still wild, but his cock had started to sense really really good inside me. I could sense my own cock throbbing beneath me, and I never usually got backbreaking this truehearted after coming.

He was thrusting deep into me now, throwing all of his physical structure weight into me,"yeah boy, film this big hawkshaw in that filthy hole"

"Oh my god, I think I'm going ... to ... cuuuummm ... .again.."I moaned in between his knife thrust. My turncock exploded, shooting cum everywhere beneath me, and the man inside me tensed and held deep emptying his balls. As he pulled out I could feel his cum spillage out around his cock, dripping down my legs. I could not conceive I just came from being fucked, and it was easily the best sexual climax of my lifespan."nookie ok, that was really good."I'm not mad, can you assist me get out of here now ?"I asked hoping for the help I desperately needed.

I heard aught ...

From a distance, I heard the man laughing.."fuck yeah boy, it was perfect, and he loved every second like a true slut. quit on by and try him out !"

I was terrified, who was he talking to ? He said boys, does that stand for Sir Thomas More than one ?"How the fuck am I getting out of here."What do I do now ?"Do I secernate my girlfriend about this ? Wait does this mean I'm gay ?"

As I contemplated so many questions in my mind, a poise zephyr against my bare ass and legs reminded me I was still very vulnerable and open.

That's when I heard the voices behind me.

"Ooooooweee men, we've got a gift here for us tonight !"I am so glad our bus broke down up there and we had no choice but to walk, and that guy sure enough wasn't lying was he ?"

Bus ? Men ? I knew at that moment my night was far from over, I knew however many men that were on that bus, were going to use me. Oddly though with that thought, my cock started to stiffen once again.

The End ... ..

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