fThis is a true set of circumstances with a fictionalized result. Names have been changed.
Concrete Crew 2 - By Grunraq
After letting out a good long whiz I contemplated jacking off in the bathroom as some of their underwear and dirty clothing was laying about. But I wanted to get back and see Tony.
I shut off the light and stepped out of the bathroom to find Tony drunkenly plodding down the hall. He blocked me, standing intimately face to face. His breath was puffing against my mug as he stared into my eyes. His eyes were dark brown, deep and dark. His body's warmth radiated over me. I then felt his hands groping at my cock through my cotton sweat pants. "So you wanna fool around?", he asked confidently.
Letting out a deep breath I replied, "Absolutely!". I started to run my hand into his shorts but he pulled away saying, "Not here, can we go to your place? I cant get caught doing this shit here". We giddily walked the path around the building to my apartment which actually backed to theirs. As we stepped inside, it was dark except for a lamp that was on in the living room. We were both horny as shit and wasted no time getting our clothes off. He only had on his Bermuda shorts. I had sweatpants, underwear, a t-shirt and my shoes. When he pulled his shorts off, his fat un-cut tool swung out. The smell of his package was strong and pungent, filling the air around us. He was ripe, I still remember that smell today. As I pulled my t-shirt off, I felt his rough hands on my cock and balls rubbing and squeezing it. We quickly embraced, wrapping our arms around each other and violently grinding our cocks into themselves. This lasted for several moments before I felt sweat between us, our moist male bodies in heat getting wet and sticky together.
I couldn't take any more. I wanted to taste his Italian meat so bad. Three feet inside my front door, I knelt down to get face to face with his fat stink-tool. He immediately grabbed my skull and forced my face into his nest of course dark pubes. His shaft rubbed against my cheek while my chin pressed against his hairy balls. Within seconds I was sucking and bobbing on his hairy sweaty shaft, licking and salivating at the full flavor of it all. He had a long hot day worth of grime mixed with sand from the lake. I cleaned him well. As his juices were beginning to flow I was working him while jacking my own cock. "Let me do yours", he asked. I was surprised. Most of these "straight stud" experiences are so one sided. I stood up and sat against the back of my sofa and let him go to work on me. He got down pretty good, taking my 7 inch cut cock all the way into the back of his throat a couple times. This was obviously not his first time doing this but he was still a bit clumsy at it. I leaned back and watched his square jaw and chiseled features bobbing on my rod. He got me pretty close to coming before he stood up.
Not being bashful at all he said ,"I'd sure like to fuck you in the ass, do you do that?" Do I? Man this guy was too much. I motioned him to follow me to the bedroom where I had some lube and rubbers. I handed him a Trojan and grabbed a tube of slick stuff while he tore open the package and began rolling it on. I got on my bed, laying on my back and worked a handful of lube into my asshole while he sidled up to me. Jacking himself briefly with some lube, he positioned his fat meat up to my hole while I placed my legs against his shoulders. "Dude this is so cool", he said. "I haven't had real sex in a over a month". I just laid back and pressed my ass up to his dick.
He held his shaft in his hand as he slid it in slowly, sinking it all the way. Within a few seconds he was pounding me with everything he had. His cock was only about 6.5 inches, but he made up in girth what he lacked in length. While he was fucking the shit out of me he was moaning , "Oh yeah dude, yeah man, oh...", and so on. I was just buckling under, "Uhhhh, uhhh, uhh, ahhh, uggghhh!" He was pretty drunk and stoned so he went a good while before he came. His sweat was dripping on me as he leaned over me. He slowed and repositioned himself and began nibbling on my tits and kissing my neck while he thrusted his cock into me. He was a lover indeed. I felt totally consumed by this Italian stallion from his rampant jack-hammering in my ass to his sweat and spit all over me. His body heat was in itself intoxicating.
He soon came to a stop letting out a deep sign of relief and fell to my side, his droopy rubber all full of cum. He laid next to me and pulled it off, squeezing his dripping seed across his chest and rubbing his nipples with it. "Oh man, you have no idea how good that felt", he said still breathing heavily. He was handling his sticky gooey cock still jacking it slowly. I replied, "No problem man, you are a pleasure to have yourself". He caught his breath and handled my meat for a moment and said, "You can do me if you want".
I didn't hesitate to take this Italian hunk's offer for a second. Men like him I have been with were usually like, "Okay you blew me or I fucked you, now I have to go".
He stood up and bent down over the top of my dresser, facing the mirror while I grabbed the bottle of lube and grabbed another Trojan. Be braced himself with one forearm and grabbed one of his tight ass cheeks with the other and pulled open the curtains to his nest. He had one of the hairiest assholes I had ever seen. Dark coarse hairs engulfed the opening to his pink chute. Greasing up my fingers I tabbed his rosebud a little and probed him a couple times. He was tight as expected, but eagerly pushing his ass toward my advancing fingers. "Have you ever...?", I began to ask. "Not for years, but I used a dildo before about a year ago", he responded before I finished my question.
I continued massaging his chute slowly, loosening him up for a couple minutes until I had three fingers easily sliding in and out of him. His V-shaped torso was flexing and arching before me and I could see his facial expressions in the mirror. Finally I slathered some of the lube on my rubbered-up cock and began taking aim at this stud's gold mine. As I slid my tool into him the first time he bucked away at first, then pushed his ass back at me. "Go ahead", he reassured "Bring it on man". Looking down at his muscular dark-skinned back and bubble but before me I sunk it in. In the mirror I saw his dark goatee's chin drop to the wood top of the dresser as he let out a deep growling, "Aaaaaahhhhh!" He sounded like a brick got dropped on his foot. I stopped there for just a second and slowly pulled back then pressed ahead once more. His face contorted once again as his whole body tensed up as hard as a rock, "Ahhhhhh, Ooohhhh!"
I leaned over on top of him for a dozen or two slow loving thrusts and kissed the back of his neck while ran my fingers through his thick curly hair. He was wet head to toe with sweat, breathing heavily and quickly. "Relax, breathe deeply, relax", I whispered in his hear as I caressed his neck. When I sensed he finally loosened up and began absorbing the rhythm of getting my fuck, I started to let him have it. I had been ready to shoot my load many times tonight already, and I knew I would not go for very long. As I started slamming him as hard as I could, he grabbed the dresser top with both arms to brace himself. He was grunting loudly to my thrusts, "Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahh, Ohh, Ohh, Fuck yeah, Ahhh!...Fuck me harder dude" I was slamming him so hard my back began to ache, the dresser was slamming up against the wall. Thump, Thump, Thump. His face in the mirror was priceless, the vision alone finally caused me to climax. I yanked my cock out of him and quickly pulled off the rubber so I could cum all over his back. I was feeling pretty nasty now and wanted to lick my jizz off his sweaty Italian ass!
I blew my first ropes of cream all over his lower back with the following spurts landing in his ass crack. When I finished up, I took to licking up every drop while he remained crashed over the top of my dresser, his knees shaking. When I was done, I helped him up and we leaned back on the bed together for a while and just caught our breath. "Wow man, that was fuckin amazing" he remarked as he looked at me. "Thanks a lot man that really was amazing". I smiled, "Well Tony, you are the one that is amazing. Any time man you want to go again, I am up for it.", I told him. He laughed and pondered that for a moment. "Shit, I never expected I would be laying here next to a dude after getting fucked in the ass, glad to know I can do it again." he mused and shook his head. "If my work buds knew about this I would be done". "Don't worry", I told him. "This can be just our little secret". He smiled at me and let out a sigh. "Cool, I think that'll work", he said.
Tony finally got up and went to the bathroom to clean up while I got dressed. I twisted up another doobie while he was putting himself back together thinking we'd go another round. When he came out I was sitting on my sofa finishing up with the twist. I waved it am him and he smiled but waved his hands in the air, "Naw man, I cant do any more of that tonight. I think I am pretty much done for the day. I need to get home and crash". I stood up and we stood there for a minute just looking at each other. He reached out and placed his hand on the side of my neck and gave me a good squeeze. "Again, I really enjoyed that man. I hope we can get together again soon". With that he slapped my ass, flashed me a shit-eating grin and walked out the door.
We had a few more encounters during the following month before they finished up their project and headed back home.
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