Here I am, lying naked on my back on the story of some guy's closet. My understructure are propped on the threshold frame and a Black man is pushing what feel like two hawkshaw into my, not-entirely-ready ass hole. How did I wind up like this ? It started innocently enough. It started with a message.

I had been messaging this guy who had shown stake in my profile. We had been chatting for a little while. Mainly, he would tell me he wants to meet up, and then matter would lift up not lining up for meeting. I really didn't springiness much attention to the chat at this point. This prison term, though, things were appearing to fall into alinement. We schedule to foregather. It was in front of a grocery store. It's safe to say that we weren't looking to consume some drawn out engagement that might end in sex. This was definitely going to end with sex, skip the date.

I got to the meeting point, and sat on a bench. After a few I received a text from the guy saying that he's almost there. I was half thinking that he was going to peel out, and bulge looking for the fallback option. I didn't get too far in the search, because the adjacent thing I know the guy was standing right in front of me. We introduced ourselves to each other. I always thought it was odd when I tell somebody my public figure in presence of a grocery store, on my way back to his plaza to fuck. Eh, what are you going to do, right ? citizenry like to know names. His was Michael.

We were walking back to his place, making small talk ; that type of talk that says,"When we can get to a place where nobody can see us, I expect to have got your cock buried inside me."We finally got to what I thought was his place. We stepped inside the apartment, and instantly I started taking off dress. I figure that we were going to be naked at some head that Night anyway ; why prolong the inevitable ? Before I got too far he motioned for me to follow him. We head into a walkthrough closet. I could see the john on the other side of meat. I thought,"He wants to fuck in the shower bath ? I can do that."he stopped me in the closet and pulled in tangible close. He reached behind me and flipped off the luminousness. He then reached around my hips and pulled my pants to the floor. I step out of the pants, and since I always going commando, I stood completely naked.

Standing completely naked, in a closet with this fully garb pitch blackness man, in the iniquity ; I started to really like where this was headed. Suddenly he turned me around to face the paries. His hands groped all over my back end. They pulled at my butt cheeks. Then I felt something else back there. That's when I recall one of his messages saying something about how he wanted to clobber my ass.

This man started probing my ass with his tongue. I fell against the door framing to support myself. I couldn't see a matter since there's no brightness level. I could palpate that tongue in my ass though. I was getting totally explored by this man. I heard some ungainly rustling as he shuffled out of his clothes ; all the while cramming that tongue into my chute.

Michael 's hands were soon all over me again, and could secernate that he has gotten into the like land of undress that I was. I reached behind me to get a feel of what I'm working with. What I grabbed onto gave me a petty pause. I started to silently question if we had enough lube. What I grabbed onto felt like a loaf of Gallic bread. It was big. It was ‘ TX'big. That's when I remembered the other portion of his message that's when I recall the component of his content that said he wanted to have sex me as well.

He maneuvered me onto my rear. I raised my legs so this man could accept easygoing access to my button as I was still getting oral ministrations. Never have I ever had this variety of attention paid to my hole ; not with mortal's oral faculties.

I had lodged my foot up on the threshold frame placing my legs spread astray apart. He moved around to get into position to take this all to the future level. I asked if maybe we want to get in a bed. That's when he let me have a go at it that we can't because this wasn't his place. It actually belong to his neighbor. His roommates weren't aware of his proclivity to get guys naked and fuck them. His neighbor worked nights and let Michael borrow the keys to his place every so often. Michael starts reassuring me that I'm the first guy he has ever done this with, and that he has really wanted me for a long time.

So, here I am, naked, on my back, feet propped against he door frame of a over stranger's closet. Oh yeah, and there's a man about to let out my ass with the heavy objet d'art of fuckmeat I have had in a while.

Remember when I wondered if I had sufficiency lubricator. I didn't. At least not enough so that I wouldn't notice Michael's girth. The duration was also something to believe, but the width made me try to win over him to call for it retard. Oh boy, I felt every in of that log go into me. I'm not certain if there was ever going to be a slow enough yard when he made that initial encroachment. He wasn't stopping until he was completely inside me too. I wrapped myself around him as he pushed all the way into me. metrical foot were no longer on the frame. They were wrapped around his back. When his balls came to roost on my ass was when I finally relaxed.

I didn't get much time to catch my breath though. Michael starts moving in one out. Slowly at first, then he starts picking up some speed. He would barricade every now and then to get me in a dissimilar position. I 'm getting fucked every which way but loosen. The way he 's going, loose is going to describe my ass after this fuckfest.

The stopping point position we fucked in was standing up. I was standing in the doorway of the closet and Michael was right behind me boring me out. He started moving in that jagged way when a man is about to unload. His strokes started getting deeper and harder. His breath got more labored. He stammers that he 's about to ... Then, in an second, he pulled out and started coating my book binding in spunk. I mean it was like taking a pail of cum and pouring it out all over me. It almost felt like taking a shower in this man's dna.

I felt so empty inside. You do n't go from getting plowed to totally empty without feeling the sudden emptiness. On the other script, I was getting coated in this man 's genetic cloth. It was a challenge to stay on on my feet. I fell to my genu. Michael was finishing his sprinkler shower bath to my rear. I turned around to get some droplets deposited on my face.

I could hear the enervation in Michael 's respiration. I could feel the passion sliding down my backbone and coating my face. I could secernate that we were going to do this again sometime soon .