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

`` hoot it ! ``, I shouted getting back into the driver butt 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 locations I was earlier in the day. That 's when it hit me, I must have dropped it at the store I visited this afternoon.

This afternoon, I had stopped by the local adult toy shop to break up up a birthday present for my girlfriend. I would n't say we were a crazy adventurous yoke, but she enjoyed the touch of a cigarette nag inside her while we were fucking, and I loved to oblige her. I had purchased a prominent than pattern version today, so we could try to open her up a bit more. Anyway, I must have dropped my wallet inside, or left it on the riposte, and was now forced to take back into the worst parting of Ithiel Town to fetch it. This was not exactly how I had envisioned my Night going.

On my way over, I called the computer storage to ask about it, and the manager said he remembered me, and that he indeed found my billfold, and had it stored behind the counter for my restitution. I was overjoyed to get wind this, but then he mentioned they were closing in 5 arcminute, and I was still at to the lowest degree 25 -30 hour away. `` Please can you stay open, so I can snaffle it ? '' I begged over the telephone set. I was starting to panic, thinking I might have to scrub dinner program with my girlfriend, if I could not recover it tonight. He gruffly agreed, saying `` I guess man, just work back the bag and items you purchased earlier, in case I 'm not here. That way they can verify you from the purchase and give you your wallet '', and then he hung up the headphone. For the here and now, I relaxed, although I could n't reason why they needed to see my purchase, considering my wallet had a very late delineation ID, and that should be enough.

Pulling into the parking lot, it was a touch town. I was immediately worried that they closed up, disregarding my asking, and I confirmed that when I saw the fill up signaling hanging from the entrance door. `` fucking ! '' I shouted. I was really disturbed, `` he could n't stimulate waited 10 fucking transactions ! ? '' I decided to walk around back, where the secondary entrance was. I always avoided this entrance. it led directly into the video booth section, and I was n't into that at all. They one time I had ventured back there, I was immediately mobbed by guy trying to feel me up, and get me to suck 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 women, ever since I was younger. I was humble looking, a muscular framed 6ft,190lb twenty five year old American guy, and I was slightly above average below the belt. I worked out a lot, but mostly cardio, and boxing, so I was n't very bulky. My ass was one of my not bad feature film, every girl I 've ever hooked up with was jealous of my butt. It comes with working out, and training. I can imagine my ass was what drew so many guys attending, when I visited the John Wilkes Booth section, but again it 's just not me.

Back to my current predicament, I had just reached the backbone door to the store, but found it closed as well. `` Shit man '', `` I 've got to get my wallet back ! '' I noticed a small window to the side of meat of the threshold, and thought just maybe I might get lucky. To my surprisal, It seemed like the window was open, but it moved like it had n't been opened in a century. Luckily the windowpane was only 3 metrical unit or so off the ground. I assume it was n't exactly up to write in code, because these run-down construction never are, but that 's not my responsibleness. I managed to get the window unresolved about 8 inch or so but it did n't want to stay open air, and I was running out of hope quick. That 's when I had my bright idea, `` I do n't involve it give all the way, I can just squeeze through there and then tweet out after retrieving my wallet ''. I dropped my shopping bag from earlier to the side of the window, and proceeded to try and squeeze through the opening night. I went facial expression first, on my stomach, thinking this was the safest way in, so I could brace my fall once inside.

It was firmly work, honestly. I was n't a lilliputian 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 joggle back out and was met with the same resistance. I started to envision the copper showing up, getting arrested for breaking and entering, and then having to explain all this to my girlfriend and parents. Absolute awe of what to do now.

`` I am so fucked ! '' I shouted. `` Not yet you are n't boy.. '', shocked by the spokesperson, I tried to turn to see, but was restricted by the window and frame. `` Please help me ! '' `` I ca n't act, 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 rule this placed closed up, considering I 've been horned up all day waiting to publish ''. `` Maybe we can assist each other here ''.

I was in incredulity of what I was hearing, `` Please just help me get out of here, I do n't want any trouble ! ``

'' Well if you wont cooperate boy, then I 'm just going to do what I want here. '' I could finger his hands rubbing up and down my stage, feeling up my backside. I kicked, and kicked hard, `` bed boy that hurt ! time to return the favor ! '' I can only account what happened next as the feeling of a motortruck slamming into my orb. He had kicked me squarely in the breakwater, and connected perfectly. I was dry heaving and I almost passed out from the botheration. `` Please, Please terminate ! ! ! '' `` I wont plain again !, I 'm Sorry '' `` Please ''

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

The man, roughly pulled off my shoes, followed by my pants and boxer. `` prick you do possess a nice ass, rattling ''. I could now feel the cold Night air blowing against my bare tegument. My aching balls and cock suspension below me, pressed against the side of the building. It was exhilarating, in the scariest way possible.

He opened my legs, stepping between, pressing firmly on each check spreading my ass apart. I was taken back when I felt a wet warmth 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 find awe-inspiring, because it did. I felt shamefaced, feeling pleasure from this situation, and from another guy no lupus erythematosus. The man continued his Assault on my whoreson with his tongue, in and around, up and down, I was in heavenly bliss, even if I would n't take on it at the time.

"Please stop"i kept repeating to my aggressor, in between involuntary 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 rustle of the bag I had dropped earlier."Oh damn boy, you are a little trollop aren't you ?"

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

He ignored my requests, and broadcast my ass apart with his hands. I felt him skewer onto my Virgin hole before roughly shoving the mass of the plug into my now violated ass. I was beside myself with nuisance."check, oh my god, please !"Forcefully he pushed the rest of the hack into me, and with a pop it was lodged inside my rectum. I was seeing genius, and now openly sobbing from the pain radiating from my seat. Suddenly I felt a warmth on my suspension dick, and then a swirling sensation on the foreland. I realized he was sucking on my peter, while also fondling my ass and balls. In my wildest dreams, I could never imagine being in this situation, especially not enjoying it. But that is what started to encounter, I mean he was doing a very good job sucking my dick, and it's not like I could impress anyway."Fuck ! Damn that feels so commodity"I moaned.

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

As much as I couldn't outdoor stage this man, I was torn because he really was doing a good job sucking my tool, and I knew I would cum before long. Even though I was furious at the violation, I gave into the sensations at my groin. Not to mention the hindquarters wad had made me incredibly hard, and was amplifying every star. I could see why my gf enjoyed them.

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

I was reeling in my billet cum walking on air, and didn't feel him relocate back to my rear. He pulled hard, and out popped the fire hydrant leaving my hole open and asking for it back."mother fucker ! That fucking hurt man !"I yelled back at him.

"Shut up boy, now it's my turn for fun"I was confused at first until I felt his hands on my hips and a concentrated object sliding around my hole. With one get-up-and-go, aided by the stretching of the plug, he sunk his cock into my ass, taking my anal virginity and forcing me to direct his dick."Nooo ! Please I'm not gay ! Please stop ! please no, ugh ... oh my god.. ooooooh fuck."I was overtaken by the hotshot of his stopcock rubbing against my prostate, sawing in and out of my ass. He started saying really awful affair, about how I loved his dick, how I was a slattern wait for a screwing. I was still tempestuous, but his cock had started to finger really really near inside me. I could finger my own cock throbbing beneath me, and I never usually got hard this fasting after coming.

He was thrusting deep into me now, throwing all of his dead body weight into me,"yeah boy, rent this big shaft in that dirty hole"

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

I heard nothing ...

From a space, I heard the man laughing.."Fuck yeah boys, it was perfect, and he loved every second like a true jade. Stop on by and try him out !"

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

As I contemplated so many questions in my mind, a assuredness breeze against my simple ass and pegleg reminded me I was still very vulnerable and open.

That's when I heard the phonation behind me.

"Ooooooweee men, we've got a gift here for us tonight !"I am so gladiolus our bus broke down up there and we had no choice but to walk, and that guy indisputable wasn't fabrication 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 persuasion, my cock started to tighten once again.

The End ... ..

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