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Making It: The Deposit
I was twenty-three and ready for my first apartment. I'd been looking for about a month when I found a listing on a bulletin board. I was skeptical about the low price but I was low on cash and desperate. I called the number and arranged to see the place. On the day of the walk-through, I got there a little late. Dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and heavy, black work boots, I came up a long sidewalk to a decent sized building. A man in his mid-thirties with a trimmed beard and mustache gave me a wave. I waved back. We exchanged casual small talk as he opened up the door and let me inside. He walked me through a large living room, a good-sized bedroom, and a spacious kitchen. It had three modest closets and a comfortable bathroom. The price he quoted was a little higher than the one on the listing.
"First and last month's rent," he said with a smile. "Then, of course, there's the deposit."
I leaned against the kitchen counter, feeling my heart drop. "Yeah...about that."
He came across to stand in front of me. "I can't let you in without a deposit."
"I don't get paid for another two weeks," I told him, not sure what difference it would make. "Maybe we could work something out on the deposit?"
For a long few seconds, we seemed to understand each other. Still looking me in the eye, he slipped a hand under my shirt. The graze of his fingers against the fur on my stomach made him smile. I couldn't help but give a lopsided one of my own. His fingers started working the fastener of my jeans. I didn't try and stop him from sliding the zipper down. I thought about the money one last time before he worked his hand into my pants. Those talented finger wrapped around my dick and he started stroking me. I couldn't think of anything else for a few minutes.
"Think you can come up with some kind of deposit, son?"
At twenty-three and the only person who called me son was far from here. Still, the way this man said it made my dick throb in his hand. As it spit out a good amount of precum, I nodded. I was lying, of course, I just had enough for first and last month's rent. Still, the hand felt so damned good, I would have said anything to keep it going. Son still got to me, though. I wasn't sure why. He seemed to know it, from the way he smiled at me.
He got in closer, his other hand pushing the back of my jeans down. Meaty fingers slid in over my ass, squeezing me hard. I yelped. Then, he started kneading. Hard. I gasped. It surprised me how strong his grip was, how hard he was working my ass. My knees got weaker the stronger he squeezed, and pulled, and stroked me. His breath on my neck, his lips on my ear, the low growling he started doing -- goddamn, I was quivering!
"How are you going to make your deposit?"
I stammered, not sure what to say. He chuckled, then turned his hand over on my dick. Holding it like a tool, he was able to stroke me faster and with more control. He brought his other hand up and swabbed his fingers a few times to get them wet. With that same, devilish smile, he slipped his fingers in between my asscheeks. I didn't know what he was going to do until he touched my hole. I stepped out of my jeans and spread my legs as far as I could. He slid both fingers into me and I yelped again. He pushed in up to the first knuckle. His hand stroked me faster. My lower stomach flexed. I was still quivering when he started working his fingers back and forth.
In awe, I watched this hunky man in a casual gray suit slip down to his knees. Smiling up at me, he opened his mouth and a thick pink tongue slid out and under my drooling dick. I bucked my hips but he pulled his head back. Not holding me anymore, he unzipped his own pants and hauled out one of the most beautiful, uncut pieces of meat I'd ever seen! While he slid my head into his mouth, he began working his thumb and forefinger over his own. Precum pooled on the hardwood.
Inch after slow inch went into his mustached mouth. His fingers worked in a slow circle inside my ass. I tried not to resist but I was tight and it had been a while. The warmth of his mouth got my legs wider. He let spit and precum slide down my shaft, then used it to further lube my hole. This made me hotter than I was before because it was so primal. My dick thickened in his mouth, a result of being so fucking turned on! He let me give him a few more inches by thrusting my hips but he kept control. His mouth clamped down on the back portion of my shaft and drew hard toward the front. I stood up on my toes, the sensation unlike anything I'd ever felt. My cock swelled even more as he stated working his fingers.
The pace of his mouth increased. So did his fingers.
I sighed, slipping my hands under my shirt to tug and twist on my nipples. This whole thing was so damned wild and I was so fucking turned on! The fingers working my hole were going deep, now. He was fingering me and sucking me to the point I thought I might topple over. The man's mouth worked faster and I started moving my hips to match his speed. My breathing quickened as he worked his lips and tongue on me. I got to the tips of my toes again as his fingers really started working.
I couldn't handle this new pace. My hands gripped his shoulders as his mouth became a blur. He was hard-sucking me, now, not giving me even a second to think. His fingers were working faster than I thought possible. My balls tightened. I closed my eyes. His mouth clamped down on the base. God! It was like he was psychic and knew just the right time to tighten his lips and work his tongue under my shaft. His fingers jammed in one last time and I started pumping my load into him! He groaned, the vibration going through my balls. Holding tight to his shoulders, I filled his mouth and throat with all I had! I came -- and came! I moaned and screamed, thrusting my hips back and forth. He just groaned and took all I had!
"Goddamn," I sighed, feeling his mouth ease off me. He smiled as he stood up. "That was...wow...sir!" I went on, watching as he wiped his mouth. I added that last bit out of respect. "So...do I get the apartment?"
He looked down, causing me to do the same. His sweet cock was still throbbing, still hard, and still oozing gallons of precum. "Yeah...you made a sufficient deposit. I'll let you have the apartment." He smiled up at me. "I'll throw in a free month if I can make a deposit of my own."
That was the first of several rent-free months I had in that apartment building.