The Dump Dude
This is a fictional story between 2 adult consenting males set in the present day. It is a work of fiction. Pretty much. More or less. At any rate I hope you enjoy it. And please consider supporting Nifty so that we may continue to enjoy these stories: https://donate.nifty.org/
Howdy! My name is Dave. I'm in my early 40s, right at 6 feet tall with a pretty solid build, short dark brown hair. I work for a county government in southern Arizona. The Solid Waste Department to be specific, Maintenance Mechanic if you really want to know; I keep the trucks and earth moving equipment running. But last spring I got assigned to temporarily run a County Solid Waste Transfer Station. In rural areas it's not feasible to have garbage trucks to come around and collect trash like they do in cities, you bring your trash to a transfer station with large dumpsters that get taken to the landfill. The guy who was running the station, a guy named Jerry, got sick with Covid, so one day I'm changing oil on a diesel truck and the next day I'm greeting customers with a cheerful smile, directing them where to take their trash and recyclables. I didn't mind the change, in fact I kind enjoyed the change of scenery. I enjoy meeting and talking to folks, the good-looking guys in particular. You see, I've been gay ever since I first figured out what gets me hot & bothered. I'm happily single; I had a few relationships, but they never worked out long term. I'm pretty independent and happy enough on my own. But of course, in rural Arizona I have to be careful not to be too obvious, and that's not a problem for me. I consider myself "Proud" but not "Out" -- Proud of who and what I am, but not Out because I just think it's nobody's damn business who I think is hot. That's reserved for a more private setting.
Jerry, the guy who got sick with Covid, apparently was really sick and got put on a ventilator, so the days of my "temporary assignment" became weeks and more weeks, and folks came to calling me "Dave, the Dump Dude". It didn't bother me; whatever. As in many places in Arizona there were many retirees, and as many places in rural Arizona, pretty conservative. I quickly learned to steer conversations to something else whenever the word "Trump" came up, I can't stand the bastard. The weather is a nice, safe topic, and in southern Arizona conversations about the weather are usually pretty appreciative. But, back to the good-looking guys. There's one guy who especially caught my eye. I started "working on him", carefully prodding him on his story, finding out as much as I could about him, and very subtly letting him know I thought he was easy on the eyes. His name is Rick, a very nice-looking guy also around 6` with short light brown hair, a bit on the skinny side, but with great legs and a pert little butt. Yeah, I'm a legs & ass guy, I admire a guy with shapely, muscular legs, and a cute little ass, and Rick fit the bill perfectly. He always wore tight fitting shorts and I knew he caught me admiring his legs and ass more than once, and it didn't seem to bother him. I would have guessed that he was in his mid-30s, and was surprised when he told me he was 47. I'm usually attracted to guys my age or younger, but there was something about him that got my pulse bumped up. I was even more surprised when he told me he had been married for 25 years with three children, including a son who was going to graduate from high school. In other words, not a typical candidate for seducing, but I just sensed there was something sexual about him, and I reasoned that after 25 years of a steady diet of nothing but pussy, he just might be up for a little variety in his life. When he told me he worked at the electrical generating power plant that was just a mile or so up the highway from my house that I decided to make my move.
"Do you like to get high?" I asked. Rick frowned in confusion, so I made like I held a joint up to my mouth to let him know what I meant. "Oh, pot"? Rick questioned. "Yeah, I love getting high! But it's been awhile. The old lady doesn't like it, and I can't have any in the house because of the kids, so I only get to get high when I'm over at a buddy's place", he continued, frowning. I smiled cheerfully. "I get high almost every day, I go into Tucson to one of the dispensaries, and I only get the top shelf stuff. I have this hybrid that has a really nice, intense high". I could tell that I had him hooked, so I told him where I lived. "Why don't you stop by after work sometime and we'll get higher than shit?" While Rick considered it I glanced down at his thin but muscular legs; I had thought more than a few times how hot it would be have them lifted high with his ankles around his ears with my cock rutting in his tight little ass. I looked back up into Rick's eyes, he was smiling, a little bit mischievously, I thought. "Yeah, I guess, I . . . I could stop by sometime . . . it'd be great to get high". I reached into my pocket and handed him the piece of paper with my phone number. "Here's my cell number. It's really easy, a mile and a half or so on the highway south of the power plant you turn east on Dos Robles, just keep going on the roads to the left until it becomes my driveway". Rick nodded, stuck my number in his pocket, and drove off to dump his pickup load of trash in the roll-off dumpster.
I was a bit surprised when Rick called the very next day. "Hello, Dave?". "Yeah, hey Rick, what's up?". "I'm just getting off, OK if I stop by?". "You're getting off," I repeated, giving him a hint what he might be in for if things worked out as I planned. "Work!" Rick laughed, "I'm getting off work". "Ah!" I laughed, "Yeah, c'mon over, I was just getting ready to smoke a bowl".
I greeted Rick at the door. He reached out to shake my hand; I put my arm around his shoulder instead and pulled him in. "Wow, nice place!" he smiled, "really nice and private -- how much land do you have?" "20 acres" I replied. "What do you do with it?". ""Nothing" I shrugged, I like it natural desert, and enjoy the wildlife and peace and quiet". I nodded toward the water trough and bird feeder in the front yard. "I feed the quail and other birds, and the water trough is for the birds and other critters, I have coyotes and javelina come by, and every now and then a bobcat, and when I'm really lucky, some deer". I led Rick to the family room. "Wow! What a ginormous TV, how big is that thing?" "75 inches" I replied, and it's 4k; I really enjoy movies and sports, especially football". Rick nodded and looked around the room. "And Jesus, how many speakers do you have?". "Eight. It's a 7.1 Atmos speaker system". "Atmos?" Rick questioned. "Dolby Atmos audio system" I explained, "it's the latest audio format. It really separates the audio sources, depending on the movie scene, sometimes you swear the sound is coming from directly overhead". Rick nodded. "You'll have to give me a demo sometime". I nodded toward the sofa. "There's the pipe and pot on the coffee table, why don't you fix us a bowl and I'll put on one of my favorite movie scenes". I put the movie in the Blu-ray player, turned the system on, and sat next to Rick. He fired up the bowl, took a long hit, and handed it to me. I took a hit, handed it back to him and fumbled with the remote to queue up the scene I wanted. "What movie is this?" Rick questioned. "The Fifth Element" I told him. "It's a futuristic sci-fi film. It has an amazing fight scene about in the middle. It switches back and forth between the fight scene and a lady singing opera to a crowd in another part of the spaceship"
I found the scene I wanted and started the movie and cranked up the audio. The fight scene made the floor rumble from the subwoofer, then switched to the opera singer's high vocal range echoing overhead, and switched back to the rumble of the fight scene. Rick watched with his mouth partially open. When the scene ended I switched off the player. "That was amazing!" Rick gushed. "I think I still have some of that audio bouncing around in my head, and the picture quality is amazing as well. I'd love to have a system like that, but the old lady would never allow it. And we live in town, the neighbors would bitch about the loud audio". I nodded. Yeah, my nearest neighbor is a half mile away, so just the coyotes to bother with the volume cranked up. So, what do you think of the pot?". Rick smiled broadly. "It's great! I'm higher than shit!" I motioned toward the pot. "Why don't you fix us another bowl?".
Rick started fixing another bowl. "So you live here by yourself?". I nodded, "I'm happy being on my own". "You never been married?" I shook my head, "Nope, never was the marrying kind of guy". Rick took a hit from the bowl and handed it to me. "I suspected that" he whispered hoarsely as he exhaled. "Suspected what?" I asked innocently before taking a hit. "That you might be . . ." Rick stammered. "Gay?" I said it for him. Rick nodded. "At the dump when I turned around to get in my truck I could see in the side mirror you were checking out my ass; I was pretty sure you wanted to bone me". "I do" I assured him, and then looked at him in the eyes. "Does that bother you?". Rick looked away and took another hit from the bowl. He exhaled slowly as he handed it to me. "No, not really" he began slowly, "I've never known a gay guy before, well someone that I knew was gay. I grew up around here, my parents and brother live around here. Being gay out here in the boonies is just not an option, so I really never considered it much. And my wife was my girlfriend in high school. I knocked her up, so we had to get married. So, I got stuck into married life real young, had to find a steady job to support my wife and the kids she kept popping out". Rick sighed. "You just get stuck in a rut so soon. To be honest, I've been . . . kinda curious if I missed out. . . not experimenting around a bit when I was younger." "Well, since it doesn't bother you" I began, "I think you're really hot, a really sexy guy, and I want to fuck you real bad". Rick coughed up the hit he was taking. "Sheesh! You're not shy about putting things out there!". "Never been shy about anything" I assured him. "Well . . ." Rick began slowly, "I'm not sure I want to try that first thing off the bat . . . but lets just take things slow and easy and see where things go.". Rick was silent for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "What!" I said sharply, "do you think it's funny that I have the hots for you?". Rick chuckled some more. "No, it's not that, I told you that doesn't bother me. I was just thinking about one time my old lady and I were at a shopping mall in Tucson. She caught me checking out a chick that I thought was hot. She told me she'd cut off my balls if she ever caught me with another woman. But she never said anything about if I messed around with another guy. I guess it never occurred to her I might consider that". I smiled broadly. "Well, that's good, I wouldn't want your balls to get cut off, I want to play around with them. "Do you have any porn" Rick asked suddenly. I nodded. "Is gay porn OK?". Rick nodded. "I've never seen any gay porn. Yeah, let's check it out".
I turned on my streaming video player, tuned it to my favorite gay porn site and selected a Johnny Rapid clip, nobody takes a fucking with such gusto as that boy. Rick watched intently as Johnny started devouring the other guy's cock. "When we first got married my old lady tried sucking my dick, but she didn't like it. I've heard gay guys give the best head". He nodded toward the TV, "that guy sure seems to be really good at it". "We are" I assured him, "gay guys know what it feels like to have your cock sucked, so we get pretty good at it". Rick nodded and turned back to watching the porn. "Wanna find out?" Rick turned back to me. "I'd really like to suck your cock" I told him. Rick hesitated, and then unbuckled his pants and pulled them down to his knees. He spread his hands out. "OK, have at it". He was rock hard, his cock a good eight inches, standing straight up. I leaned forward and licked my way up and down his shaft getting it slick, and then took the head in my mouth and sucked lustfully. Rick sighed with pleasure. I pressed downward until my lips were pressed against his public hairs and his cock pushed down my throat. I flexed my throat muscles so Rick could better feel his cock thrusting down my throat. "Oh my God!" Rick gasped, "how do you do that without gagging?". I continued suck lustfully and then pressed his cock down my throat again; Rick gasped in pleasure. I pulled off his cock. "It's not that hard to control your gag reflex" I explained, "and I've had a bit of practice". I dove back down, worshipping Rick's cock with my mouth and tongue. "Man, that feels really, really good" Rick sighed, "I could get used to this".
"Oh my gosh!" Rick exclaimed. I pulled off on his cock enough to glance at the TV, Johnny was getting fucked enthusiastically. "That dude took the other dude's cock up his ass in one fell swoop" Rick whispered. "Yeah?" I questioned, "Well, he seems to really enjoy getting fucked". I shrugged my shoulders "Yeah, a lot of guys do. I like getting fucked". "What???" Rick said in surprise, "You like getting fucked?". I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure, love it, it feels really good. I just like being the one doing the fucking better. But you can fuck me if you want. Do you want to fuck me?". Rick was silent as he continued to watch the video. "No" he said at length, "that doesn't do it for me, too much like what I've been doing all these years. Why don't you just keep sucking my cock for now?". "No problem" I assured him. I found that Rick liked it when I sucked on his balls, taking one at a time into my mouth and sucking on it while I stroked his rock hard cock. Rick was moaning softly as he watched the porn intently. "I just can't get over how much that guy loves getting fucked. I always kinda figured it would hurt like hell to have a big hard dick crammed up your ass. But that guy can't seem to get enough of it". "He's a gay porn star" I chuckled, he gets fucked for a living. Porn stars aren't usually known for their acting ability and he's clearly enjoying it, but he's had a bit of practice". Rick chuckled. "And how exactly to you "practice" getting fucked?" I smiled. "Well, getting fucked is usually the best way. But to be honest, it does take some getting used to at first. So, you take things slow and easy at first, until you get used to it. You don't slam it all the way in like those guys did; for a guy's first time you push it in gently, a little bit at time as your partner gets used to it. And then when it starts to feel good, you go further until it starts to feel really, really good. Then you fuck your brains out like they're doing". Rick nodded as he continued to watch Johnny getting fucked hard and loving it. "OK" Rick said suddenly, "I'll try it". "You sure?" I asked gently. "Yeah, let's do it. I want to find out if I've been missing out on anything. How do you want to do this?". I nodded toward the adjacent master bedroom. "Let's go to the bedroom and get naked. I'll be really slow and gentle; if you don't like anything -- anything at all - you let me know and I'll stop. We won't do anything that you don't like". Rick nodded and followed me.
I pulled back the covers on the bed. "Why don't you get naked?" I said as I walked over to the dresser and pulled out a tube of lube and a condom. I put them on the nightstand an began to strip. "What's that?" Rick questioned. "Lubricant" I told him, "it makes things go in easier. And a condom. I'm healthy and clean, and haven't been with anyone recently. But it's always best to be safe". Rick nodded appreciatively, and then his jaw dropped as I pulled down my boxers. "Christ that's a big dick! How big is that thing?". "About ten inches" I admitted. "Christ, how did you end up with such a big dick?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I dunno, maybe it runs in the family, frankly I never wanted to find out; it is what it is. Do you want it?" "I'm not so sure" Rick whispered, as he stared at my cock with apprehension. "That's gonna hurt". I walked back over to the dresser and fumbled around in the drawer until I found it. I held it up for Rick to see, a 6" dildo about an inch thick. "Another way to "practice" is to use a dildo". Rick chuckled as he shook his head. "You're going to stick a dildo up my ass?". "Not if you don't want to" I assured him. Rick rolled his eyes. "Fine, let's try it".
I pushed him down on the bed and climbed in the saddle. I ground my cock around him as I began nibbling on his ear and then his neck. I worked my way down his chest and nibbled and sucked on his nipples, Rick sighed softly. I worked my way down to his cock, taking the head in my mouth and nibbled on it and then thrust down, forcing his shaft down my throat. Rick groaned loudly, he was into this, and it was time to work on his ass that I wanted so badly. I reached over for the lube and dildo, smeared a generous amount on the dildo and went to work loosening up his tightly clenched hole. I pressed it against his cute little pink rosebud, Rick gasped when it breached his ass ring. I twirled it around, pulled it back slightly and then pushed it in a bit further inside of him. I kept pulling it back and then pressing it in a bit further each time. I glanced up at Rick, his eyes were clenched shut, his entire being focused on the feeling emanating from inside his ass. When I had it about halfway in I flipped the switch that turned on the vibrator. Rick's eyes flew open "Oh my God, that feels wild!" "Do you like it?" I asked softly. "I dunno, I've never felt anything like that". I twirled the dildo around in his ass, pulled it back and pushed it in further. "Yeah" Rick whispered, "I like it. Keep doing that". I went back to sucking his cock. Rick soon was moaning, as I worked on loosening his tight little hole. I soon had the dildo all the way in, pulled it almost all the way out and then slammed it back into him as far as I could. Rick grunted but didn't protest, so I did it again and again as I thrust his cock down my throat. Rick was moaning in the pleasure coming from his cock and inside his ass, whimpering in delight when the dildo reached its limit inside of him. I decided his ass was ready for its inaugural fuck.
I put on my condom and coated it generously with lube, scooted his ass up a bit, and took aim at his now opened, welcoming rosebud. I pressed the head of my cock into it, pressing harder, until the head slipped inside. "Wait! Stop!" Rick cried out. "It hurts. It's too damn big, let's go back to the dildo". "Push out" I told him. "Huh?" Rick questioned. "Your ass muscles are clenched tight, trying to prevent the intrusion. Push out like you're taking a dump, you'll loosen up". I could feel Rick's ass muscles pushing out, his hole loosening, so I pressed more of my cock into him. "Oh God!" Rick moaned. "Push harder" I told him, and pressed my cock further into him as I felt his muscles pushing out. I bottomed out, my crotch pressed against his ass, my cock burrowed fully inside him. God, he was so tight! This was a fuck I would remember for a very long time. "You did it!" I told him approvingly, "You took it all, I'm all the way inside you". "Yeah" Rick whispered, "I can tell, it's the only thing I can feel, my ass stuffed full of your big cock". "Does it hurt?" I asked gently. "No" Rick admitted, "not really. It doesn't hurt, it just feels like . . . something really different. But I'm not sure I like it. Not yet anyway. I liked the dildo, but your cock is just so damn big". "You'll like it" I promised. I pulled my cock back out a bit, and thrust it back gently at first, and then pulling further out and thrusting back in not as gently, building up momentum. Rick's grunts became soft groans, which soon changed to continual moans of pleasure. "You doin' OK?" I whispered. "Fuck yeah!" Rick gasped. "You liking it now?" I quizzed. Rick looked me straight in the eye. "Fuck no!". Rick smiled at my expression of disappointment. "No, I'm not liking it, I'm fucking lovin' it! This is wild, and I'm loving every second of it! I wish I had tried this years ago!". "Oh yeah?" I smiled. I gave him a short, slow punch in his ass with my cock. "Slow and easy, like that? Or hard and fast like this?". I pulled my cock almost out, and slammed it in him, hard. "Fuck me!" Rick shouted. "Yeah, like that! Fuck me hard, I want it, I need it. Fuck the hell outta me, fuck me hard you stud, make me your little bitch!".
I gave him what he wanted, as I began a furious assault on his ass, loving the sensation coming from my cock as I fucked his tight little ass. Rick grunted and groaned in pleasure. "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" he cried out. "Oh yeah" I told him, "Your boi pussy is finally getting what it's needed all these years. You've been ignoring it, your g-spot deep inside you, starving it, denying it while you just fucked sloppy old loose pussy. Your hot little boi pussy is finally getting what it's needed all this time, some lovin' and attention, and good hard fucking. And wait `till you cum, it's a whole other level. Your prostate gland controls your orgasm, and it loves being stimulated by a hard cock inside you; you'll see when you cum".
"Well," Rick gasped, "you keep fucking me like this that won't be too long". I pulled out of him and lay down next to him. "Whaat?" Rick questioned, his disappointment evident. "What are we doing? You didn't cum already, did you?". "Fuck no" I told him, "I'm just getting warmed up. I want you to try sitting on it. I want you to ride on my cock like a cowboy". Rick got up and straddled me. I guided my cock to his hole. It was no longer a tight little rosebud, it was a fucked out gaping hole, but a hole hungry for more. He paused as it slipped back into him, and then sat down on it quickly, thrusting it deep into his boi pussy that was needing more. He fucked himself like a madman, pushing himself up on his long thin legs; I wrapped my hands around his waist, pulling my cock back into him. We fucked for what seemed forever, gasping, groaning, reveling in the pleasures we gave each other.
"I'm going to cum" I finally gasped. "Jerk yourself off so you cum with me". We both cried out as we came together, Rick's cum splattering over the sheets, my cum erupting in the condom deep inside him. He rolled off of me but I rolled over with him, my cock still buried inside him. I kissed him on his cheek, and then moved closer to see if he would let me kiss him on his mouth. That's the last thing straight guys give up, even after you've fucked the daylights out of them. He did, opening his mouth to accept my tongue, we kissed a long, lingering kiss. At length he broke off our kiss and rolled out of bed. "Well, I'd better be going, the old lady always has dinner ready at right at 6". I nodded. "Is it OK if I take a quick shower? Women are really good at smelling sex on their men". "Sure" I agreed, "there's extra towels in the closet". I rolled my condom and dropped it in the waste basket. At least he doesn't have to worry about my cum oozing out of his now not so tight hole, I thought with amusement, that would be a dead giveaway. Can't have his old lady cutting his balls off.
I'm no longer Dump Dude. Jerry, the guy with Covid, managed to pull through it, so I'm back to keeping the county's trucks and equipment running. Rick decided he liked the security of his family, and his parents and friends thinking of him as a fine upstanding family man - as long as he gets to enjoy his secret with me on the side. He stops by once a week or so to get high and fuck our brains out. But always during the week, weekends he has off and spends them with his family and friends. And that works out really well - Enrique comes by on Saturdays and stays for the night. He's a hot young Hispanic guy I met at work and seduced with some pot and beer - and my big TV and Dolby Atmos system. Life is good out here in the boonies.