An Adventure by: jjcole43©

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Imaginary Friend by: dossh

(This is my first work online so I am really excited to share it. This story may confuse you from reality and fantasy, but stick with it!)

My name is Ralph Sycamore, I am 22, and I still have an imaginary friend. Well, he isn't really a "friend" so to speak. He is more like an imaginary boyfriend. I know its sad, but I've always been shy, so I haven't really had a real "boyfriend". Yeah, that means I'm still a virgin, I know, its sad.

Well, off of that topic, I am about 5' 7", with light brown hair, parted down the middle. I have a body that could be called "twink-ish", however I've always hated being called a twink.

I am not necessarily "out", I mean not to everybody. I am out to everybody except for my father. You see, my mother and father got divorced when I was really young and he moved all the way to New York (we live in California), and I would visit him on winter and spring break and also for a month during the summer. Although, that was when I was still in school.

This story starts on my last year of college, still a boyfriendless virgin, and have only a couple friends. There's Zach, my best friend and roommate, and Tyler my other best friend, and also Tyler's boyfriend Charlie, who I really don't see much, however we're friends because of our friends. You get it.

Now my imaginary friend I've named Richard. He's a big muscly man, clearly shaven, and speaks in a very husky voice. Nobody really knows about him, and I've kept him a secret because I feel like people would send me to the insane asylum. Maybe I am insane, I don't know, but I decided right before I came out to my mother that I would never let who I was decide what I will be, and I have always lived by this motto.

When I was a hormonal teenager, I invented him out of pure hormonal necessity. I would masturbate to him, and then when I turned 18, I imagined him standing with me as I came out to my mom. She was very understanding, and said she already knew. Said, "Baby, I've been with you for almost every single day of your young life, you think that I wouldn't know if you were gay? Now come over here and lets go watch some TV."

After that, I basically came out to everyone (except for my father). I, of course, got bullied and harassed, but I stuck by my motto, got into college under an English scholarship (I've always wanted to be a writer), and escaped the prejudice by meeting new friends and avoided the bigots, all the way until this final 4 months of college.

And that's where my story really starts, in my English seminar room, and listening intensely to Mr. Biggs' lesson on how to overcome writer's block; a student came in without his assignment saying he "had writer's block". I've heard this very same speech from Mr. Biggs before, but it is definitely funny a fifth time.

"You know, I always see you smiling at this speech, every single time. Haven't you heard it enough?" Said a student next to me. I looked over to come face to face with a man. That's the best way to describe him, a man. He looks to be about 6' 2", with short blond hair and a rough look about him. He was one of the most handsome men I had ever seen. "I'm Nick, and you are...?"

"R, Ralph," I stuttered, my cheeks reddening.

"You're cute when you stutter, you know." He said huskily.

My god, did he just call me cute? Did I imagine it? Oh god, he is so handsome!

"Th, thanks," I said stupidly. "You're just plain handsome." Why did I say that, he's going to think I am the biggest dork ever! He just smiled.

"Mr. Sycamore and Mr. Daniels, would you like to share your points on writer's block with the rest of the group?" Mr. Biggs interrupted, making me blush even further.

"I was actually just debating with Ralphie about the existence of writer's block. He said that it is when you cannot think of what to say, and I said that I believe it was just plain excuses, like you said." Nick stated, without hesitating. Oh, god, cute and handsome!

Something tugged in the inside of my head, urging me away from Nick, but I merely ignored it. I deserved a boyfriend at this stage of my life, right?

Once class had finished, Nick greeted me at the door. "So, I was wondering if you wanted to grab a bite to eat later?" He asked, seemingly as calm as ever.

"S, sure. I would love to!" I said, trying to stay cool, but failing miserably. The cutest guy in the world was actually asking me to dinner! Oh my god!

"I'll pick you up at 7," he winked. We parted to our next classes after exchanging cellphone numbers and dorm room numbers.

I've said it once, and I'll say it again, oh, my god!

After my last, I went to my room to get ready. "Okay, who is he, and when is he picking you up?" Zach questioned through smiling teeth.

I bit my lip. "His name is Nick, and he is probably the hottest guy I have ever seen," I admitted, bringing a smile to both of our faces.

"And?" Zach asked, wanting more.

"I met him during Mr. Biggs' seminar, and he was hitting on me. Then, after class, he asked me to dinner."

"O.M.F.G, you will give me juicier details tomorrow, you know." He smiled.

I blushed furiously, Zach knew I was a virgin, and he definitely doesn't let me forget it. "I know."

I went to my room and sat down on my bed, reviewing the past few hours. Then, suddenly, Richard popped into existence.

"You aren't cheating on me, are you?" He asked.

"No of course not, your not real, so that's not possible." I reprimanded.

"So, this isn't real?" He said, leaning forward to give me a fiery kiss. Our tongues intertwined. I felt my cock instantly thicken as he gripped it. He rubbed the tip and then broke our kiss to twirl my cock in his mouth. I groaned and instantly came inside my pants. That's when I took my hand out of my pants, pulled said pants off to change into new ones.

At 7:15 exactly, there was a knock at the door, and I ran to it before Zach could even comprehend it. There, before me was Nick, in all of his tall majesty.

"Hey, I, sorry I'm late, my watch was wrong." He said, but I really didn't care.

"Yeah, of course, its ok." I breathed, letting my eyes wander around his buff build. He caught me looking, and I blushed.

"So cute," He husked, making me blush more.

"Ok, so I hope you like burgers, because I am buying us some burgers, if that's ok with you." He said.

"Yeah, ok, burgers are good. Real good." I just couldn't concentrate with him here.

He winked at a peeping Zach, who was hiding behind a couch, giggling. Then we left for the burger place.

We sat down and ate our burgers. I was too excited to eat, though, so I ended up eating half of my cheeseburger. On the other hand, Nick quickly ate his double cheeseburger with bacon, and even asked if he could finish my burger. I said yes.

He drove us back to my dorm, and once we were at the door he leaned in and kissed me.

At first I was surprised, but then I quickly came back to the world to return the kiss. It was so much better than an imaginary one. Our tongues play with each other, and I loved the musky taste of him. As he pulled away, however, I groaned in frustration.

"Ralphie, I don't just want you to be a quick fuck, I would like to have a real relationship. Would that be okay with you?" He asked, his eyes searching mine for an answer.

"Definitely, however I would just like you to know I'm kind of still a virgin." I admitted, shyly.

"Really? I would have thought someone as cute as you would have been taken already? Huh!" He said, smiling at my blushing face.

"Yeah, I guess I'm pretty shy, so that's why..." I said, my face now beat red.

"Well, then we'll take this at your pace. Ok?"

"Y, yeah," I said, watching him slowly close the door. "See you tomorrow at Mr. Biggs'."

"See yah!" He smiled as the door finally shut. That night I had many dreams, all of which contributing to making my pants a sticky mess

MAINTENANCE MAN MARKO By Larry C. Kephart

Begun August 31, 2006

            My father was a businessman. He traveled a lot, selling his company’s products to markets all over the world. My mother was not tolerant of his being away so much, and after a few years, got a lover and moved out. Being a young adult, I was to be responsible for keeping the house clean and maintaining the yards. I had graduated from High School in June and had plans to go to college in the fall. Until then, I had no job and no income to speak of, so my dad made the arrangement to pay me for my work around the house. As long as I kept my end of the bargain, I could go out with my friends on weekends, on a small allowance.

            Father had told me I had to stay in the house on Friday, to let the maintenance man in to fix some plumbing problem in the bathroom between our bedrooms.  He was to be here by four o’clock and should be done by five or five thirty. I had three hours to kill until then. I had finished cleaning the whole house, and mowed the lawns. I was tired, and showered the dirt off. As I scrubbed, my dick got hard, so I played with it for a while. I decided to dig out the dildos from my hiding place in my bedroom. I dried off and headed there. I lubed up the toy and sat on it, using a towel to protect the bedspread. I jacked off, thinking about my friend, Scotty. He was a hunky football player in school. He and I eyed each other in the school shower, after everyone else had left. He even winked at me and waved his cock in my direction. I just blushed and held my hands over my own erection. I turned and rinsed off in cold water and got out of there quickly.

            After I had come, I lay down to relax and gain my composure. I must have drifted off to sleep, with the dildo still embedded deep in my ass. I was lying on my side, with my butt towards the door, when I heard a noise. It was the door, being forced open. It had always stuck, when shut, and was a bear to open. I would have left it open, but I always feared that someone would come in when I was undressed. Usually my parents would knock before entering any closed room. It was the polite thing to do. They were Southern raised in Louisiana. The rasp of the jammed door screamed at me. Who could be there? It was only two thirty, so it must be a burglar. When the door burst open, there was a large dark Italian looking man with a handlebar moustache covering his lips. He had surly eyes that bore into me. Realizing that I still had the dildo in my ass, I pulled it out quickly and threw it at him, not having anything else handy.

            The man caught the dildo easily and to my surprise, bent his head back and let the dildo slide down his throat, like a sword swallower. He left the dildo there, and spread out his hands to the side, palms up. He bowed, showing the base of the dildo. He had indeed swallowed it whole. He then raised his head and deftly removed the dildo, again spreading his arms, saying, “Ta-Dah!” Then he asked me, “Do you approve?” I was really stunned and confused. Not only from being sleepy, but this strange man had done something I would have never dreamed of.

            “Who are you?” I asked. “And what are you doing in my house?” The man threw me the dildo and remarked, “I am Marko, formerly MARKO THE MAGNIFICENT!” “I was sent to fix plumbing by Mr. Dickerson.” He continued. “I ring doorbell, but no one answer.” “Mr. Dickerson gave me key, in case lazy son forget.” he told me. “I am not lazy!” I retorted. “I was just taking a nap, while waiting for the plumber, er, you.” I said, in my defense. “It looks like more than sleepy time for you.” Marko said, nodding towards the still warm dildo. I blushed a crimson red at that revelation.

            “Marko do all sorts of jobs in lifetime.” “Was star of Gypsy circus in Romania, stud-man in Spain, and now plumber in good ol’ US of A.” He stated this in a matter of fact way. I can fix more than bathroom pipes, if you know what mean?” he said with a slight sneer and a wink. Marko stroked his moustache as if he were in a melodrama.

            I was still a little groggy, but it sank in. He was propositioning me for sex. He did swallow my dildo with ease, just after it was in my ass. He didn’t even bat an eye. He was a pro for sure. I wondered what he looked like under his coveralls. His hair was black and looked wet, but was combed neatly, except for a little curl on his forehead. It is reminiscent of a certain comic book hero. His skin was dark, almost like a tan. His eyes were black as his hair, with thick bushy eyebrows that almost met in the middle. His jaw was strong, and fit his moustache well.

            He kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned the coveralls at the same time. They were on the floor in seconds. He wore a tank undershirt, which he ripped to shreds as he stepped towards me. I was getting frightened. He had a big smile on his lips as he removed his boxer shorts. His bush was thick as his eyebrows, but his sausage stuck out proudly from the base. His balls hung low and swung with his steps, bouncing from thigh to thigh. His arms were hairy and muscular. He must have been an acrobat or strongman in the circus. His chest and abs were lean and tight. A matt of hair bunched in the middle of his chest, but the rest spread evenly over the rest of his body.

            In about five seconds he was breathing heavily on my face. His breath was surprisingly sweet. His lips were wet and pursed as he came down on mine. His moustache tickled, but the kiss was heavenly. He WAS a pro. If I had the money, I would hire him on permanently for stud service. He gently caressed my back, down to my buns. It sent shivers up my spine, and I melted. As my knees gave way, he caught me and lifted me onto the bed. I was shaking, not from fear, but from unexpected love. This stranger from just a few minutes ago had melted my heart and head. I had to get more of him. I reached up and grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to me. We kissed and kissed for several minutes. I gazed into the black recesses of his eyes and saw myself getting fucked by his acrobatic pole. The next thing I knew, he was in me, with my legs wrapped around his neck, where my hands were before.

            I was obviously loosened up by my dildo, but his entry into my butt was so smooth, that I didn’t even feel it go in. Now that it was there, I felt very full. He eased back and shoved into my open ass, creating heat from the friction. It felt terrific! “Marko! Marko! Marko!” I cried out. “I have never had such a good feeling from getting my ass plowed.” He asked, “Does it hurt?” I said, “No! It’s great! Keep it going!” He kept on with deep strong strokes, grazing my prostate over and over. He finally said, “Is coming soon! You want in ass or mouth?” I replied, “I have to taste your spunk! My mouth is waiting.” “Feed me, Marko!”

      I hadn’t noticed that he had put on a condom before entering my ass. He quickly peeled off the protective layer, and let his cock travel up the few feet from my ass to my lips. He could sure move like an acrobat. His thick appendage was soon stuffing my jaws until they ached from the bulk. “Is now!” Marko said, as he let go. The sheer volume had me swallowing as fast as I could, but some of his precious cargo escaped and dripped from my lips. When he was huffing and puffing, he withdrew his deflating dick. He bent down and licked the cum off of my face and neck. He then stuck his tongue back into my mouth for some fluid swapping.

            Marko raised his head and gave me that mischievous grin, and said, “Now to take care of plumbing.” He slid down my body and took my cock into his mouth and began a new experience for me. His mouth was like satin. Slick and smooth and bringing me to an orgasm in seconds. I had not noticed how horny he had made me, as I was busy getting at his cock earlier. I was primed with my lust for him. His ease at performing the most miraculous techniques on my body had me in love with him. Marko had a touch that was firm, but light as a feather on my skin. Everywhere he caressed my body, it was thrill after thrill. After I thought I could take no more, he gave me something new that made it possible. He really was “MARKO THE MAGNIFICENT” to me. And he did a great job on the plumbing in the house, too. He gave me his card, so I could get with him whenever I needed a sword swallower.

NO MORE REGRETS by: Steve2014

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Glory Hole by: BallZucker

I have always fantasized about being in a glory hole, sucking random men's dicks and swallowing all I could. I often watched porn videos of girls in glory holes and always wished I could be in their position.Lucky for me, I found out about a glory hole near by my house. I found it on a gay hookup website. It was at a truck stop near a Denny's. I read it was mostly truckers trying to get off before they went to sleep, but I didn't care. The way I thought of it, a dicks a dick, and I want it in my mouth.

At this point I had only sucked one dick in my life. I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing it was. I thought about it all day everyday. When other men walked by me, I thought of their dick in my mouth. When me and my girl fucked, I thought of that time I got to swallow another man's load. I knew it was time...I need my mouth filled again.

My girl was working this night, until about six in the morning. It had just got dark, I had been planning on going for weeks, and flaked out twice. But this was the night! I grabbed one of my girl's thongs and put it on. They were black and soft as silk. I loved the feeling on my crotch and the string up my ass crack. I put on some decent clothes, but nothing too nice. I didn't want to stain up my nice clothes. I got in the car a drove to the spot. There were about 16 big rigs and a couple of cars parked. As I pulled up near the restrooms I saw a woman get out of a truck and get in her car to leave. I sat in the car for a minute, my head was rushing. I opened the door and noticed a trucker see me from his truck. I walked towards the bathrooms. There was a door for each bathroom, 6 on each side. I wondered which to go into, I figured 'Might as well go in one of the middle one, maybe there will be a hole on both sides'. So i stepped in.

The bathroom smelt like a public bathroom, luckily nobody blew it up recently. Yet, I loved it. I felt naughtier then ever before. I close the door and sit on the toilet, I wonder if somebody's next to me. At that moment I hear the door next to mine open and shut. I freeze in panic. I hear his pants unzip, and not much else. I'm curious so I look through the hole. Shocked I jump back a foot. There right thought the hole I saw his dick and balls, hanging there. He was facing the hole. His dick was still soft and he had slightly hairy but low hanging balls. He was a white man as far as I could tell. My heart was racing with excitement. I was going to get another dick in my mouth! finally! I stick two fingers though the hole and look again. I can see him holding his cock, stroking it slowly and he steps forward. I pull my fingers out and as I pull them out his dick comes through, followed by his balls.

'It's time' I think to myself. I grab his soft dick. Its smooth like the last one. I hold it pointing towards my face. I can smell his manhood. Slightly pungent smell of balls and sweat. It made my heart race more though. I hold my tongue out and slap it against it. After that I stick the whole thing in my mouth. I wanted to feel him get hard in my mouth. I suck hard, like I'm trying to suck the cum straight from his balls. With his soft dick in my mouth, I grab his balls up and lick them with my tongue. I hear him moan. I love this! I can feel his cock start to swell in my mouth. I bob my head, my lips hitting against his pubic hair, every couple bobs I pull it out to lick it from top to bottom and slide it back it. After a couple minutes his dick is fully erect. I pull it out to look at it. Its about 7 inches, pointed up and slightly to the left. He was cut. I rubbing his cock from the bottom side as it stands at attention.

I stand up and take my pants and shirt off and put them on the top of the toilet. I'm bare in my thong now. My dick hard as a rock and sticking out the top. I continue to rub his dick. I can't take it anymore. I need it back in my mouth! I quickly drop to my knees and start to kiss the bottom of his head. I hear him moaning as my juicy wet lips and tongue rub against the bottom sensitive part of his dick. My spit is flowing down his dick to his balls. I spit in my hand and rub his hairy balls. I move my mouth slowly down his dick till I'm licking and making out with his balls. His hot, hard dick is pressed up against my face. I love the warmth. I engulf his balls in my mouth one after the other. I'm so into pleasing him I don't care about the hair. I grab his dick with both hands and stroke it as I continue sucking his balls.

I pull back, making a loud popping noise and take a deep breath. I could feel his dick pulsing in my hands. I point it back at me and put the head in my mouth. I play with his head with my tongue. I could feel his dick twitch. I suck and bob and lick like I'm some kind of animal. I moaning as his dick hits the back of my throat and makes me gag. My hands switch from fondling his balls to rubbing his shaft to grabbing my ass. By this point my face, chest and hands are covered in my spit. I pull my thong to the side and stick my middle finger up my ass. As I do, I moan loudly and he pulls his dick back.

'Whhhyyy!!!' I'm thinking. I put my open mouth to the hole and stick my tongue out. I feel his dick gently touch my tongue. I moan slightly. At that point he slides it in. He starts pumping my face, I hold my head against the hole. I'll gag, pull back and put it back on. He pull back out again. I fall back slightly and look though the hole. I see him stroking his cock vigorously. I know he's trying to cum at this point. I have butterflies in my stomach. I'm going to swallow cum again!

"You ready for it?" I hear come from the next stall in a deep manly voice.

"Yes, please yes!" I beg

"Ok it's about to cum! get your mouth ready"

I want every drop in my mouth or on me. I put my tongue out to the bottom of the hole, with my mouth opened and my head slightly leaned back. I can here him stock his cock faster and faster. My finger's still sliding in and out of my ass hole. I'm pretty much bouncing on my finger with excitement. His strokes are still increasing. I can hear how my spit is still lubricating his cock.

"Ooooohhhh!" I hear him moan, and his dick quickly slides back through the hole over my tongue at which point I instinctively close my mouth around it and start to bob my head.

"Fuuuuuuck!" He yells, I feel his cock pulse a first time, but no cum yet. The second pule comes and I feel a thick glob of cum ooze out onto my tongue, quickly followed my two more pulses which shot cum straight to the back of my throat. I gag it up but don't let his cock out of my mouth. I want it all! His cock continues to pulse as I milk the last bits of salty but delicious cum out with my mouth and one hand. My ass still bouncing on my finger. I pull his dick out and milk the last drop on my tongue. With the cum still in my mouth I kiss the tip of his cock right before he withdraws it from the hole. I hear his pants zip up and the door open. I'm still on my knees, swishing his cum in my mouth, still bouncing on my finger. He really gave me a mouthful of cum, I attempt o swallow it all in one, but gag some back up. I swallow the rest, and pull my finger out my ass.

I'm still on my knees when i hear from behind me, "My turn!" I turn around a see a dick though the other hole. Was he watching me the whole time? God I hope so. I turn around crawl to his dick, Its about 6 inches, cut, white also, his balls are trimmed and sat up high and his head was huge. 'Fuck yes, two dicks!' I think. I quickly grab his cock and gobble it down like I haven't ate anything in months. His head alone felt as if it filled my mouth I would pull it out and kiss and lick the head all over. I licked his cock from the tip down to his balls, over and over again, like it was a popsicle. I stick my tongue out and slap his dick on my face, moaning like a whore. I spit on his dick and get it nice and lubed. I stand up and turn around. I put his dick so it sits in my buns like a hot dog, with my thong pulled to the side. I hold it between and start to back it up holding his dick in place. Almost like a titty fuck but with my ass cheeks. I'm moaning, I love his hot, hard cock rubbing between my cheeks. I hear him moaning too. I pull it from my ass cheeks and slap them with it some before getting back on my knees.

I bob and stroke and lick. I want more cum! I keep going faster and faster. His dick is ridiculously hard and seems as if it got an inch longer and an inch thicker. I know hes about to cum. I keep bobbing. His head going in and out of my lips as I suck and suck. I hear him knock on the wall. I know what this means from porn. I keep sucking, then he cums. Spurt after spurt of thick hot cum. It hits me in the throat and I gag and pull back. He got about three spurts in my mouth and just kept cumming. It hit me first in the cheek. Then the chin. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out. The next hits me right on the tongue. I'm moaning uncontrollably as it seems like an endless shots of cum were hitting my face. They finally begin to stop and I wrap my lips around his cock again. sucking out all I can. I swallow immediately and use his cock to scoop whatever is on my face into my mouth.

"Oh god! I was saving that one for weeks!" he says "Your a lucky slut, you are"

"Thank you sir, yes I am" I say while kissing and licking his softening dick. "Thank you..mmm..thank you"

He pulls it out. "Your welcome he says as he zips his pants up and leaves the stall.

I scoop the rest of his cum off my face and into my mouth. I notice some cum on the floor. So i grab my dick, put a finger up my ass, and put my face flat on the ground where his cum is with my ass pointed up. I'm horny beyond belief. I finger my ass while stroking my cock. I face on the floor, licking what cum I can off the floor. I'm moaning as I stroke hard till finally I shoot my load all over the ground. I get back to my knees and scoop up some of my own cum. I put what I could in my mouth and swallowed it. I stand up, my head racing with what happened. I put my clothes on and quickly go to the car and leave.

This will be a night I'll never forget.

First Gay Sex... In School Bathroom

I was 14 at the time. I was in the 8th grade, and I was a very shy kid. At lunch I sat with some of my friends, none of them knew I was gay. One is this guy named Jason. He had long blonde hair, and had a very kind of gothic style to him. That was new to me , because I didn’t like that group of people. Jason was always one of those who jumped around on people, always touching people to get on there nerves. Many questioned if he was gay. as he went to the urinal to piss. Well one day our school had a special field trip, and half of the middle school was gone, so at lunch that day me and Jason were sitting together at lunch (rest friends went on field trip) and he asked me if I would walk with him to the soda machines, so we could buy a soda. I said yes, and we went walking threw the halls, after we got our sodas, he asked for me to use the bathroom with him. When we got in there, it was empty. Jason told me to hold his soda, I was standing there, trien to get a peak in. He then turned around and said look. I looked down and said “eww” because I thought he was joking. He said “what? Let me see your” I told him hell no. but then he told me to look out the door to see if anyone was around, I did and no one was. He told me to come closer to him, as I did.. And he pulled down his baggy pants, and his loose boxers. He slowly started unzipping my jeans, while he was looking into my eyes. He then got to my cock, as he began rubbing it. I was hard as hell. He then kissed my upper lip, as we began to make out. I then put my left hand grabbing his ass, and my right hand, jacking off his dick. We then stopped as we took off our pants completely . He told me to bend over. He then walked up behind me and told me to spit into his hand, as I did. He jacked off a little more, as he finally grabbed me and stuck his giant dick inside my ass. It felt so hot , but It kind of hurt since it was my first time. He then quit after about 8 minutes and told me to do him, he bended over.. I didn’t know how exactly to put it in, so I just shoved it in as hard as possible, and just sat there. He started shaking his ass, where my dick would move.. So I got the hang of it, I started banging into him until I cummed in his ass hole.. We then left the lockeroom. Me and Jason still talk today but nothing has happened since. No one knows about it..Besides me and my hot first timer Jason! I love you Jason, and thanks!

RENOVATION: From the Counters to the Floor By Thomas-Mychael

It was the end of the summer, a rainy day to be exact and I spent my evening re-arranging my newly renovated apartment. A new beginning in a new apartment in a whole new area, the thought of it all brought on a breathtaking happiness. However my mind wondered into the dirty thoughts of my first sexual experience in my new apartment. I then snatched my cell phone from my new granite counter-top and scrolled down to text a dude that I met at the club the previous night. We quickly addressed all formalities that ranged from: top or bottom, dick size and the exchange of X-rated bathroom pics.

After the cool conversation I sat anxiously, waiting for my apartments final touches which was completed by my sexual renovation. When my hookup finally arrived he stood at 6’1 with slight facial hair, and the tools to complete the job. No blue print needed here. “I thought to myself, tonight will be my dick craving night, because after this long renovation I definitely needed it. I’ve been craving a thick dick to bang my walls down and fill my new room to capacity.” 

He entered my apartment dripping wet, completely drenched from the rain. I immediately thought to myself “not on my floors!” Without any hesitation he took his clothes off and grabbed me up with a firm hug. He whispered in my ear saying “don’t be shy”. So I dropped my inhibitions and plunged to my knees. As I licked and sucked deeply, I felt his manhood growing down my throat. I heard his moans and then felt his hand firmly on the back of my head. Everything in me yearned for more, craved more, desired more. It was pure ecstasy!

The next thing I knew he positioned me to the kitchen counter. I climbed on top of the counter and gave him a mouthful. In doggy style, I felt his tongue penetrate my hole. He probed my man-hole as he parted my cheeks to dig deeper. He ate my hole as if it was his first meal of the day. Then the unimaginable happened, he turned me on my back and without reluctance slid deep inside me! With every firm pound, I moaned and he groaned. He whispered in my ear, “Take daddies dick” and on command my hole seemed to open up and take more.

His strokes took me to the point of no return, I was reaching the climax. The next deep thrust sent my legs quivering over his shoulders, a bead of his sweat fell on my face and I creamed all over my stomach. My glue like substance sticking us together, I tilted my head back and hear him say, “I’m not done with you, daddy wants more!”

We moved from the kitchen counter to the kitchen floor. I fix myself in doggy style with my back arched, his firm grip on my shoulders and his manhood sliding deep in me. Right before he cums, he slides out, rips the condom off and shoots all over my back. After lying on the kitchen floor for a while we got up and with the same firm hug we vowed to meet again. He grabbed his drying clothes from over the door and headed out like a thief in the night.

The next morning I sat waiting for the maintenance man, “to reconnect my plumbing”. And to my surprise, it was my 6’1 Daddy. He stood in my doorway with a smile. What a Renovation… here we go again!