Now this fella, still don’t know he’s name, see him often, he works at a pub that have guest rooms, I often go and ask if I can see a room, he takes me up, (no red bull) gets my cock out and I feed him my nectar, well that another story....
I moved towards him & held a cheek in each hand, spread them a bit more & teased he’s hole with the end of my cock...fuck me now, he shouts, go on, I can take it.
I mounted him & was surprised how easily it slide in, within seconds I was in bollock deep, pumping vigorously, he started shouting yes baby, ride me harder, yes, yes, yes.
Now neither of us had heard the front door being opened.
I looked up and their was a 30 something girl stood watching, shit I said and pulled out, she gave out an audible gasp when she saw my cock & said sorry but to carry on.
Carry on she shouts again, the fella said you heard her, put that cock back in me, I obeyed, rammed it back in, then after about 5 minutes of frenzied, bollock deep fucking, I held his waist pumped with all my might & filled him with my hot sticky load, turned him around and offered him my cock to clean, yes he did a magnificent job of making sure he took every drop, he cleaned he’d hole with he’s fingers and took that as well.
After we finished he went into the kitchen & came back with another beer for the girl.
Apparently she lived on the ground floor, the flat below this fellas, they had each other’s keys, and fed each other’s cats when either of them were away.
She just sat their mouth open, beer in hand when the fella said if she was ok, her response was ‘I didn’t know you were gay’
On my regular visits to the pub to view their rooms, he always say, she still wants to fuck you, you, I always reply, tell her I will, one day. |
