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

`` tinker's dam it ! ``, I shouted getting back into the number one wood hindquarters of my car. I was frustrated to say the least, because I had just noticed my wallet was missing. I did the usual retracing my steps in my judgement, to the emplacement 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 good afternoon, I had stopped by the local grownup toy shop to pick up a birthday present for my girl. I would n't say we were a crazy adventurous twain, but she enjoyed the feeling of a butt hoopla inside her while we were fucking, and I loved to obligate her. I had purchased a larger than normal 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 counter, and was now forced to drive back into the speculative part of town to fetch it. This was not exactly how I had envisioned my night going.

On my way over, I called the storehouse 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 tax return. I was overjoyed to learn this, but then he mentioned they were closing in 5 arcminute, and I was still at least 25 -30 minute away. `` Please can you stay open, so I can grab it ? '' I begged over the phone. I was starting to panic, thinking I might have to strike down dinner plans with my girlfriend, if I could not retrieve it tonight. He gruffly agreed, saying `` I guess man, just add back the bag and detail you purchased earlier, in case I 'm not here. That way they can verify you from the purchase and make you your wallet '', and then he hung up the earpiece. For the moment, I relaxed, although I could n't reason why they needed to see my purchase, considering my wallet had a very late 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 postulation, and I confirmed that when I saw the conclude sign hanging from the entrance doorway. `` Fuck ! '' I shouted. I was really untune, `` he could n't have waited 10 fucking minutes ! ? '' I decided to walk around back, where the secondary entrance was. I always avoided this entryway. it led directly into the TV booth section, and I was n't into that at all. They one time I had ventured back there, I was immediately mobbed by bozo trying to feel me up, and get me to suck in their gumshoe. 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 woman, ever since I was unseasoned. I was modest looking, a muscular framed 6ft,190lb 20 five year old American English 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 majuscule features, every girl I 've ever hooked up with was overjealous of my butt. It comes with working out, and training. I can envisage my ass was what drew so many guys tending, when I visited the booth section, but again it 's just not me.

dorsum to my current plight, I had just reached the stake door to the storage, but found it closed as well. `` poop man '', `` I 've got to get my wallet back ! '' I noticed a humble window to the side of the threshold, and thought just maybe I might get lucky. To my surprisal, It seemed like the window was heart-to-heart, but it moved like it had n't been opened in a century. Luckily the window was only 3 foot or so off the priming coat. I assume it was n't exactly up to inscribe, because these creaky construction never are, but that 's not my duty. I managed to get the window open about 8 inches or so but it did n't want to stay spread, and I was running out of hope quick. That 's when I had my burnished idea, `` I do n't need it open all the way, I can just squeeze through there and then constrict out after retrieving my notecase ''. I dropped my shopping bag from earlier 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 dependable way in, so I could stimulate my tumble once inside.

It was hard work, honestly. I was n't a midget guy, and I barely had any room to move trying to enroll. `` 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 same resistance. I started to envision the pig showing up, getting arrested for breaking and entering, and then having to explain all this to my lady friend and parents. Absolute concern of what to do now.

`` I am so fucked ! '' I shouted. `` Not yet you are n't boy.. '', shocked by the part, I tried to flex to see, but was restricted by the windowpane and anatomy. `` Please serve me ! '' `` I ca n't move, I 'm completely stuck '', I begged the man. `` Well it looks like tonight is my favorable night, you see I was disappointed to arrive tonight and come up this placed closed up, considering I 've been horned up all day waiting to let go ''. `` Maybe we can help each other here ''.

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

'' Well if you wont cooperate boy, then I 'm just going to do what I want here. '' I could finger his bridge player rubbing up and down my legs, feeling up my tail end. I kicked, and kicked hard, `` fuck boy that hurt ! time to return the favor ! '' I can only describe what happened next as the touch 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. `` Please, Please stop ! ! ! '' `` I wont kick again !, I 'm drab '' `` Please ''

`` Do n't play with me again boy, the adjacent time I 'll rip them off '', I agreed to his petition fearing the hypothesis of where this confrontation would go.

The man, roughly pulled off my brake shoe, followed by my drawers and boxershorts. `` Shit you do have a nice ass, grand ''. I could now feel the cold Nox air blowing against my bare skin. My aching orchis and cock dangling below me, pressed against the side of the building. It was exhilarating, in the scariest way possible.

He opened my wooden leg, stepping between, pressing firmly on each balk spreading my ass apart. I was taken back when I felt a wet passion on my ass. I had never felt a tongue on that region of my consistence before, and I wo n't say it did n't palpate stick, because it did. I felt hangdog, feeling pleasure from this office, and from another guy no less. The man continued his assault on my arse 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 metre.

"Please stop"i kept repeating to my assailant, in between nonvoluntary moan escaping my lips. He eventually pulled away, and for a moment I was relieved. Then I heard him moving around and I could get word the rustle of the bag I had dropped earlier."Oh shucks boy, you are a trivial slut aren't you ?"

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

He ignored my request, and spread my ass apart with his hands. I felt him spit onto my Virgin hole before roughly shoving the bulk of the sparking plug into my now violated ass. I was beside myself with nuisance."diaphragm, oh my god, please !"Forcefully he pushed the relief of the plug into me, and with a pop it was lodged inside my rectum. I was seeing whizz, and now openly sobbing from the infliction radiating from my rear. Suddenly I felt a warmth on my dangling cock, and then a swirling sensation on the head. I realized he was sucking on my cock, while also fondling my ass and lump. In my unwarranted dreams, I could never imagine being in this situation, especially not enjoying it. But that is what started to pass, I mean he was doing a very good job sucking my dick, and it's not like I could go anyway."roll in the hay ! Damn that feels so salutary"I moaned.

"See, I told you boy, I knew you were a slattern when I saw you."I'm going to immerse your cock and salute down your cum"

As much as I couldn't standstill 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 raging at the assault, I gave into the sensations at my bulwark. Not to refer the coffin nail chew had made me incredibly hard, and was amplifying every mavin. I could see why my gf enjoyed them.

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

I was reeling in my post cum bliss, and didn't feel him relocate back to my rear. He pulled hard, and out popped the plug leaving my jam 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 until I felt his hands on my hips and a hard object sliding around my 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 contract his gumshoe."Nooo ! Please I'm not gay ! Please halt ! please no, ugh ... oh my god.. ooooooh fuck."I was overtaken by the superstar of his shaft rubbing against my prostate, sawing in and out of my ass. He started saying really filthy things, about how I loved his dick, how I was a loose woman waiting for a shag. I was still angry, but his cock had started to feel really really good inside me. I could sense my own tool throbbing beneath me, and I never usually got hard this degenerate after coming.

He was thrusting deep into me now, throwing all of his torso weight into me,"yeah boy, consume this big dick in that marked-up hole"

"Oh my god, I think I'm going ... to ... cuuuummm ... .again.."I moaned in between his thrusts. My dick 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 turncock, dripping down my legs. I could not believe I just came from being fucked, and it was easily the upright sexual climax of my sprightliness."Fuck ok, that was really good."I'm not mad, can you help me get out of here now ?"I asked hoping for the help I desperately needed.

I heard zilch ...

From a length, I heard the man laughing.."roll in the hay yeah boys, it was everlasting, and he loved every mo like a true slut. halt on by and try him out !"

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

As I contemplated so many motion in my mind, a aplomb zephyr against my bare ass and stage reminded me I was still very vulnerable and open.

That's when I heard the voice 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 sure wasn't prevarication was he ?"

Bus ? Men ? I knew at that import 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 intellection, my cock started to stiffen once again.

The End ... ..

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