Have you ever made a bad conclusion, knowing at the metre it was a bad decision ? I mean they say your vision is always 20/20 looking at the past, but I can remember times when, I knew something bad would come in from my legal action, and yet I proceeded anyway. This is a account of one of those meter in my life.

`` Damn it ! ``, I shouted getting back into the number one wood bottom of my car. I was frustrated to say the least, because I had just noticed my notecase was missing. I did the usual retracing my steps in my brain, to the locations I was earlier in the day. That 's when it hit me, I must have dropped it at the depot I visited this good afternoon.

This good afternoon, I had stopped by the local adult toy store to pick up a birthday present for my girl. I would n't say we were a half-baked adventurous couple, but she enjoyed the feeling of a butt chaw inside her while we were fucking, and I loved to hold her. I had purchased a bigger than normal version today, so we could try to afford her up a bit more. Anyway, I must stimulate dropped my notecase inside, or left it on the sideboard, and was now forced to push back back into the worst part of townspeople to fetch it. This was not exactly how I had envisioned my night 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 parry for my tax return. I was overjoyed to learn this, but then he mentioned they were closing in 5 second, and I was still at least 25 -30 minutes away. `` Please can you continue unfold, so I can grab it ? '' I begged over the speech sound. I was starting to panic, thinking I might cause to cancel dinner plans with my girlfriend, if I could not remember it tonight. He gruffly agreed, saying `` I guess man, just bring back the bag and items you purchased earlier, in casing I 'm not here. That way they can verify you from the leverage and give you your wallet '', and then he hung up the phone. For the consequence, I relaxed, although I could n't understanding why they needed to see my leverage, considering my wallet had a very Recent picture ID, and that should be enough.

Pulling into the parking lot, it was a ghost 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 incoming door. `` piece of tail ! '' I shouted. I was really upset, `` he could n't have waited 10 fucking minute ! ? '' I decided to walk around back, where the secondary entree was. I always avoided this entrance. it led directly into the picture booth segment, and I was n't into that at all. They one fourth dimension I had ventured back there, I was immediately mobbed by cat trying to sense me up, and get me to draw their gumshoe. I got out of there fast.

I 'm not homophobic or anything like that, I just know I 'm not into fellow. I 've always done really well with women, ever since I was young. I was modest looking, a muscular framed 6ft,190lb twenty five year old American guy, and I was slightly above average below the rap. I worked out a lot, but mostly cardio, and boxing, so I was n't very bulky. My ass was one of my greatest characteristic, every girl I 've ever hooked up with was jealous of my butt. It comes with working out, and preparation. I can imagine my ass was what drew so many cat attending, when I visited the booth discussion section, but again it 's just not me.

rear to my electric current predicament, I had just reached the back door to the fund, but found it closed as well. `` shucks man '', `` I 've got to get my wallet back ! '' I noticed a modest window to the side of the door, and thought just maybe I might get favourable. To my surprise, It seemed like the window was open, but it moved like it had n't been opened in a C. Luckily the windowpane was only 3 groundwork or so off the priming coat. I assume it was n't exactly up to code, because these flea-bitten buildings never are, but that 's not my responsibility. I managed to get the window open air about 8 inches or so but it did n't desire to stay subject, and I was running out of hope quick. That 's when I had my bright idea, `` I do n't take it open all the way, I can just squeeze through there and then squeeze out after retrieving my pocketbook ''. I dropped my shopping bag from earlier to the side of the window, and proceeded to try and squash through the opening night. I went face first, on my breadbasket, thinking this was the dependable way in, so I could brace my fall once inside.

It was concentrated employment, honestly. I was n't a petite guy, and I barely had any way to impress 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 jiggle back out and was met with the Saame resistance. I started to picture the pig showing up, getting arrested for breaking and entering, and then having to explain 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 turn over to see, but was restricted by the window and shape. `` Please help me ! '' `` I ca n't prompt, 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 release ''. `` Maybe we can help each early here ''.

I was in disbelief of what I was hearing, `` Please just facilitate me get out of here, I do n't want any bother ! ``

'' Well if you wont cooperate boy, then I 'm just going to do what I want here. '' I could feel his handwriting rubbing up and down my pegleg, feeling up my tush. I kicked, and kicked hard, `` make out boy that hurt ! time to return the favor ! '' I can only key what happened next as the feeling of a truck slamming into my balls. He had kicked me squarely in the inguen, and connected perfectly. I was dry panting and I almost passed out from the pain. `` Please, Please stop ! ! ! '' `` I wont kick again !, I 'm regretful '' `` Please ''

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

The man, roughly pulled off my horseshoe, followed by my drawers and boxers. `` Shit you do receive a decent ass, grand ''. I could now feel the common cold night air blowing against my bare skin. My aching balls and cock hanging below me, pressed against the slope of the edifice. It was exhilarating, in the scariest way possible.

He opened my legs, stepping between, pressing firmly on each deterrent spreading my ass apart. I was taken back when I felt a wet fondness on my ass. I had never felt a tongue on that area of my body before, and I wo n't say it did n't feel bewilder, because it did. I felt guilty, feeling pleasure from this state of affairs, and from another guy no less. The man continued his assault on my asshole with his clapper, in and around, up and down, I was in heavenly bliss, even if I would n't hold it at the time.

"Please contain"i kept repeating to my attacker, in between involuntary moan escaping my brim. He eventually pulled away, and for a bit I was relieved. Then I heard him moving around and I could get wind the rustle of the bag I had dropped earlier."Oh damn boy, you are a little slut aren't you ?"

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

He ignored my postulation, and circularize my ass apart with his hand. I felt him spit onto my virgin hole before roughly shoving the bulk of the fire hydrant into my now violated ass. I was beside myself with bother."blockage, oh my god, please !"Forcefully he pushed the remainder of the ballyhoo into me, and with a pop it was lodged inside my rectum. I was seeing wiz, and now openly sobbing from the pain radiating from my keister. Suddenly I felt a warmheartedness on my hanging cock, and then a swirling ace on the promontory. I realized he was sucking on my stopcock, while also fondling my ass and balls. In my dotty 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 good job sucking my dick, and it's not like I could move anyway."Fuck ! Damn that tone so good"I moaned.

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

As much as I couldn't stand this man, I was torn because he really was doing a good job sucking my putz, and I knew I would cum before long. Even though I was raging at the violation, I gave into the sensations at my groyne. Not to mention the butt plug had made me incredibly hard, and was amplifying every esthesis. I could see why my gf enjoyed them.

"Ugh, fuck I'm going to cum !"I yelled and released what felt like congius of cum into this mans oral cavity and throat. He never skipped a pulsation, and gulped it all down."Not bad, boy. Decent sized cargo. You did good."

I was reeling in my post cum bliss, and didn't tactile property him relocate back to my behind. He pulled hard, and out popped the sparking plug leaving my muddle open and asking for it back."Shit ! That fucking hurt man !"I yelled back at him.

"Shut up boy, now it's my turn for fun"I was confused at first gear until I felt his hands on my coxa and a laborious object sliding around my hollow. With one push, aided by the stretching of the plug, he sunk his stopcock into my ass, taking my anal virginity and forcing me to have his dick."Nooo ! Please I'm not gay ! Please stop ! please no, ugh ... oh my god.. ooooooh fuck."I was overtaken by the sensation of his cock rubbing against my prostate, sawing in and out of my ass. He started saying really nasty affair, about how I loved his dick, how I was a strumpet waiting for a nookie. I was still angry, but his cock had started to feel really really good inside me. I could find my own turncock throbbing beneath me, and I never usually got tough this immobile after coming.

He was thrusting deep into me now, throwing all of his soundbox weight into me,"yeah boy, take this big dick in that dirty pickle"

"Oh my god, I think I'm going ... to ... cuuuummm ... .again.."I moaned in between his thrusts. 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 spill out around his peter, dripping down my legs. I could not believe I just came from being fucked, and it was easily the effective orgasm of my life."piece of ass ok, that was really good."I'm not mad, can you help me get out of here now ?"I asked hoping for the assist I desperately needed.

I heard cypher ...

From a length, I heard the man laughing.."Fuck yeah male child, it was perfect, and he loved every second like a reliable hussy. Stop on by and try him out !"

I was terrified, who was he talking to ? He said boys, does that mean more than one ?"How the shtup am I getting out of here."What do I do now ?"Do I tell my girlfriend about this ? hold does this mean I'm gay ?"

As I contemplated so many interrogative sentence in my mind, a cool breeze against my au naturel ass and legs reminded me I was still very vulnerable and overt.

That's when I heard the voices behind me.

"Ooooooweee men, we've got a gift here for us tonight !"I am so sword lily our bus broke down up there and we had no choice but to walk, and that guy sure 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 thinking, my cock started to stiffen once again.

The End ... ..

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