Adrian

First Day Assistance

As I was wondering whether I'd really be able to go for a fourth encounter in one day, and once again as I was wondering even more what I might have committed myself to, Adrian responded.

He was very pleased with the picture and the information I had sent regarding Markus, apparently. His being pleased motivated me, and made me feel like I might be able to do this, as he then sent me an address and a time: "You've done well, man. Just show up here and you can call it a day. Just don't be late tomorrow morning."

The address was only a few minutes from my office, and the time gave me plenty of time to head back, work for a bit, and muster up whatever it was I was looking for that got me to the address on time.

Squeezed in between a restaurant and a hardware store was some kind of entrance with a couple of buzzers. I hit the one Adrian had told me to hit, heard the responding buzz, and opened to find a stairway going up. Somehow it appeared that a couple of apartments had gotten squeezed in here, and as I headed up I heard the first floor door open and saw a gorgeous man appear as he pulled the door back.

He said nothing, and neither did I. For now the fourth time today, my heart was pounding, as once again I wondered whether I really could keep doing this. He was tall, dark, athletically built, pretty hairless, probably 20 years younger than me, with a beautiful smile, and only wearing sweats.

I took the plunge, fell to my knees, and felt his bulge. It was pretty clear he wasn't wearing any underwear. Damn. Another thick dick, making me go through my day's adventures, at the same time I thought of accomplishing the goal Adrian had given me.

I put my mouth over his bulge, and slowly worked it until he was starting to go hard. It was clearly going to be more than I would be able to fit in my mouth, so I pulled it out so I could at least succeed prior to him going entirely hard.

He seemed pleased and finally closed the door to his studio apartment. I had barely been paying attention. It really was starting to seem like the more I got, the more I wanted. And once again I was lucky with a beautiful dick in my face: long, thick, probably trimmed pubes, wet pink uncut head, growing harder second by second.

I licked it, kissed it, sucked his piss slit, worked it as far down my throat as I could. The more pleased he was, the more I focused on the taste. It was hard at that point not to compare him to Adrian, to Warren, to Markus. Wow. I really was going to make my goal of four loads in a day. And within minutes this guy was making the moves to fuck me.

I happily helped him strip me, increasingly curious as to how he would feel in my hole. I tried to give his dick as much attention as I could, even as I stripped, and even as I put some spit on my hole, both to help him in and maybe to help him not so easily tell I had already been so recently fucked. He did not seem as long as Markus, but he must have been the second longest for the day. It was hard not to see I was getting more and more excited as he got hornier and hornier. I had to at least say something: "I can't wait to get your seed in me."

He smiled, remained silent, turned me around and pushed me onto his bed. I spread my legs and did my best to help him in, although he seemed well experienced as he entered, and thrust in deep. It was almost a relief as he filled me, I thought, as I wondered just what kind of a sex addict I might become.

I tried my best to help him, flexing my thighs as he drove in and out, holding onto his ass cheeks as he held onto me. And way more quickly than I expected he started unloading in me, driving at least 4 shots deep into my hole. That was the first it crossed my mind what kind of information I should be gathering for Adrian, especially this was his contact.

He finished unloading, and pulled out. I turned around and asked him to please let me suck him off. He smiled again and let me. I almost thought I could tell the difference between the taste of him before he went in and the taste of him now that he had bred me. Of course I wondered whether the cum of others was mixed in with his as I slowly sucked it clean. He held my head close so some of it got on my face as well, which he rubbed across my nose, prior to having me lick his fingers off.

He kissed me lightly on my forehead, then said his first words: "Don't you need some kind of proof?" Fuck. I thanked him, gave him my phone so he could take a picture of me sucking his dick, of course wondering what in the world might be the relationship between him and Adrian. He told me he enjoyed my ass, guessed we might be getting together again than I might think, and texted my pic to himself: "I have your number."

I dressed, headed back to work, and did my best to try to figure out whether I was trying to please Adrian, these individual guys, or myself. I knew I would have to show up on time in the morning at Adrian's, and I made sure to thank him. I was surprised at how happy I was to have so much cum inside me, from so many beautiful black dicks.

Adrian's response was somehow already typical: "You're welcome. Don't be late."

Almost at the same time, I got my first text ever from Markus: "Thanks, by the way. Don't be a stranger."