This story is a work of complete fiction. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of sex between males, do not read any further.
The Glorious Surprise 2
"See you later, Steve," I yelled as I went out the door.
"Later, dude."
It had been two weeks since Steve had taken me to the adult bookstore. I hadn't had sex in six months, and Steve's constant and enthusiastic descriptions of the delights of an anonymous blowjob had finally convinced me to just go for it, even if it was from another guy. Indeed, it was as great as he said it was, with the unknown cocksucker working my dick like a pro. Until, that is, he pulled off and asked to come into my booth so he could "do me right." After a few minutes of terrific cocksucking, things led first to me fucking his well-used ass, and then him tying me to the chair and fucking my own virgin pucker. The feel of that six inch fuckstick plugging my ass and rubbing my prostate had swelled my cock fit to burst.
Since then I had dreamed about it several times, waking each morning to stained sheets and a crushing sense of guilt. What the hell was I thinking?
I couldn't dream about getting fucked, only fags did that! Nevertheless, my dick had no shame, and sprang to full, quivering hardness every time the thought of that anonymous kid at the bookstore crossed my mind. It got so bad that even masturbating four or five times a day, something I hadn't been able to do since I was sixteen, didn't relieve the pressure. My dick would spring right back up again a few minutes after I shot, and I finally decided I had to do something about it.
I parked my car behind the bookstore and walked up to the back door. I was nervous about going back in there, and this was my last chance to change my mind, but my feet carried me right on in without consulting my brain. I bought my tokens and headed to the booths, my face red, ignoring the other guys hanging around the aisles. The booth at the end of the hall was free and I took it, latching the door and dropping my tokens. A vid of a young guy getting a blow job from a thin blond chick came up on the screen. My mind wasn't on the porn, however, and I quickly stripped off all of my clothes and stood facing the waist high hole in the wall, my cock soft and dangling. The light was on in the booth next to me, but I couldn't see anyone there. I stood quietly, waiting, for about a minute, my heart hammering in my chest. Finally I saw movement on the other side.
A white face with brown eyes appeared in the hole. He knelt there watching me watching him. After a few seconds he put his mouth in the hole and said, "C'mon, guy. Put it in."
I stepped forward to the wall, pressing my groin up against the hole. My limp cock was engulfed by his hot mouth, but it didn't even twitch. The guy gave up after about a minute, clearly frustrated. I leaned down to look through the opening.
"What's up?" he asked.
I looked at him for a second, took a deep breath, and mumbled, "I want you to fuck me."
"Really?" I nodded. "Awesome! Back up to the hole!"
I stood and went to my clothes, taking a condom and a bottle of lube from the pile. I passed the condom through the hole and then poured a stream of lube over the fingers of my right hand. I gave the guy the bottle and turned away from him, squatting slightly to open my ass cheeks. I reached back and began to push at my hole, increasing the pressure slightly until my finger popped in. I heard the guy jacking his cock as he watched me force another finger in, moving them in circles to stretch out my asslips. When I could slip a third finger easily in and out I glanced at the hole.
A six inch, condom covered prick stuck out from the wall. Not stopping to think, I backed up, aiming my ass at that fat projection. It brushed my ass cheek and I reached back and grabbed it, guiding it to my target. The blunt head notched itself in my pucker and, taking a deep breath, I slowly began to lean back. My ass resisted for a second, until the wide head suddenly burst through, drawing a gasp from me and a sharp grunt from him. I stopped to let myself adjust, feeling my ring clamping around his shaft, trying to push out the invader. The pain subsided and I resumed my journey, rocking back and forth slightly, taking a little more of him in each time. Soon my butt was pressed flat against the wall, the guy's cock parting my cheeks and drilling deep into me.
The excitement of going through with this had brought my dick up to half-mast, but as I stood there, feeling that hot, iron rod pulse to the guy's heartbeat, it began to deflate again. The pleasure I felt was entirely concentrated deep inside my ass, and I didn't need my cock to get off right now.
The guy pulled back slowly, and I felt my asslips draw out as they tried to grip his dick. As the head was just about to pop free he pushed forward again, quickly bottoming out. His pace gradually increased, the squishing, slapping sound of his prick cramming into my hole growing louder with each thrust. His groaning got louder too, as my tight ass drew him toward the end, and soon he was almost screaming. With a final deep shove he buried his prick as far as it would go and shuddered, the quick jolts betraying the flood of spunk that was pooling around his cock head. He left his cock there for a minute, softening slightly, before abruptly pulling out. My empty pucker gaped open, the wonderful fullness gone, and I turned and knelt, watching him zip up his pants. "Thanks man," he said, as he unlatched the door and was gone. Damn it. I reached under my balls and ran my finger around my loosened hole, playing with the trickle of lube that was leaking down.
Another guy stepped into the next booth, closing the door. He looked down at me and said, "Are you as good as you sound?" I pulled another condom from my pants pocket and handed it through the hole without a word. The guy unzipped and rolled the cover over his seven and a half inches, and I crouched at the hole again, pushing my ass hard against the wall. His massive cock head nuzzled at my hole and quickly rammed in, sinking balls deep in one thrust. I grunted and rocked forward slightly, but leaned back again as he set off at a rapid pace. The soft walls of my ass caressed his bigger dick, and the strong pressure on my prostate was heaven. I really started getting into it, panting in time with his thrusts, feeling my ass bulge as he rammed forward and collapse and he pulled back. My soft dick bounced with the hard stabs, flinging heavy drops of precum against my legs.
My nuts started to tighten, cum swirling up toward release even through my dick was limp. Then the now familiar heaving of a squirting cock signaled the end of the other guy before I could cum. He withdrew immediately and I heard his door shut as I leaned back against the wall, hole yawning and chest heaving.
Just a few seconds after the guy had pulled out, I felt another spongy cock head squeeze into my exposed ass. The feel of the hot, satiny pole showed the guy wasn't wearing a condom, but I was too hot to care. He rammed forward quickly, the lube from the first two guys greasing his way. His dick felt enormous inside me, completely stuffing my chute and prying my ass lips open even wider. He fucked away like a jackrabbit, plunging in and out, and the sheer pleasure of this wild ass ramming was driving me to orgasm. My ass clenched hard around his shaft and my balls exploded, my soft dick spattering streams of cum on the floor. The grip of my ass milked his cock, and a sudden burst of hot juice coated my bowels.
His didn't stop thrusting, riding me even as his huge dick softened. Finally he pulled out, the head popping free with a small sucking noise. I collapsed to my knees, breathing deeply, as cum drained out of me front and back. The guy behind me zipped up. I heard a quiet voice say: "Thanks, Nick." Steve!
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