Afternoon Delight

I'd been strangely aroused all day. Fighting off thoughts off past encounters from Grindr and Tinder, trying to keep my semi hard on at bay all through work. Once I was home, I was more than ready to get off... but I wanted to mix it up. At the time, it was two days before my 22nd birthday - I wanted to have a little fun.

I got my prostate massager out, that I'd truthfully neglected the last several months, and opened my laptop. I found a nice porno of a twink and daddy on a couch, and wasted no time. I stripped down, lubed up my massager, and spread myself on the bed. 

I felt the cool silicone tip of the 6" massager. It had a bulbous, mushroom tip that curved upward and got slightly thicker closer to it's base. I feel the tip penetrate my hole and I can't help but to let a little gasp escape. As I slowly slide the slick, smooth trunk deeper inside me, I hold the power button to turn it on. A gentle hum erupts from my hole and another gasp escapes - I always forget how good this thing feels. 

I begin the video and move my massager around, rolling my hips and squeezing around it. My stiff cock is straight up, leaking milky streams of precum that collect on the edge of my mushroom tip before pooling over and running down the shaft. I was already so close to cumming I felt after having been off and on hard all day long. I stroked my cock with some precum and lube from my toy and imagined myself as this young twink in the video, getting breeded on a living room floor by a hunk of an older man.

I wanted to cum, but waned to edge too. I chose the latter. I thought it'd be hot to go somewhere with my massager in, nothing major, just around close by. I put a jock strap on, threw on a loose tank top, and pulled on some baggy shorts. The subtle hum of my massager inside me made me smile as I slid on my flip flops and grabbed my keys - I'm going to go get the mail, I thought. Our apartment building's mail was just down through my building and across a parking lot in the leasing office building, maybe a three four minute walk through hallways and briefly outside -- I'll be fine, I figured, it's not far.

I leave my apartment and immediately feel a sort of sexual adrenaline coarse through my body as I walk down my long hallway with this toy vibrating away in my hole. I walked slowly, feeling my toy move with my gait. It would apply pressure to one side of my hole, then another, then back, and again. I couldn't help but to Mmmm slightly as I turned the corner. I came to a door - the staircase, I forgot about these. Through the door, I stepped down - Ah, I gasped - as the vibrations lurched upward to my prostate. The next step did the same thing, and over and over again for two flights, subtly ramming itself into my prostate. 

Ground floor, I made it, relieved but also a little disappointed it was over. I stepped out the exterior door and the sun warmed my skin as I walked, probably pretty strangely, through the parking lot, filled with vibrating pleasure. Once to the leasing office building I open my mailbox on the outside, s big wad of junk mail spilling out. Out of habit, I bend over quickly to pick it up. Oooo, I can't help but say as I reach for the papers on the ground, with the vibrations ramming the deepest yet into my prostate. Mmmm, I let out as I rise back up. I get the rest of my mail out of the box and close it. As I spin around I vehicle is pulling up in front of me to park. I don't make much of it and walk around back towards my building, this time a bit more conscious of my walk knowing others are around. 

I hear the door open and close and foot steps some distance behind me but continue to my building. Once there, I reach for the door and, still hearing the footsteps following me, spin around to hold the door for whoever it may be. I turn to find a guy I recognized from my floor. Kind of a meat head kind of guy with muscular arms and broad build, but pretty short, perhaps 5'5. Dark short hair, big eyes and pierced ears. I'd remembered the arms and the ears in passing from my floor I recall. 

Thanks man, he said, as I held the door open for him. I knew he was gong to my floor and didn't want him to walk behind me up these stairs with a toy in my hole. He walked through the door way and stopped to spin around.

You live on the third floor, right? He asked, pointing up the stairs.

Sure do, thought you looked familiar, I said a little nervously. I wondered if he could hear the subtle humming coming from my body. 

Yeah, man I thought so too! Lane, he said offering his hand towards me.

Will, I replied, offering mine. Our hands met and his head cocked slightly to the side. It then hit me that maybe he could feel the vibration too??

His brow scowled a bit, a little confused like. Um, nice to meet you? He said in a sort of a question way. 

You too, I said, quickly withdrawing my hand.

We stood there a moment before making eye contact and awkwardly both turning towards the stairs to go up. 

After you, he said, putting his arm out.

Again out of habit, I went, rather than saying No, please, you first.

My face was filling with blood, I could feel my body getting hotter. I took a step and felt the vibrator lurch upward. I had to bite my lip gently to keep from being obvious. Another step, and another. One at a time I thought, biting harder on my lip. 

As I tried to keep from walking bow-legged up the stairs I thought I heard a snickering. On the landing for the second floor I tried to look back to see if I could catch a glimpse to see if it was indeed him snickering. I catch a smirk on his face and his eyes darting downward as I turn back. The last step to the landing I spun and stepped at the same time, pushing the toy in a new spot. 

Mmm, I let escape. And close my eyes, thinking I blew it.

Everything okay? Lane asked.

Um, yeah, I said, blood red in the face by now I'm sure.

Lane stepped up to the landing I was on.

Yeah? He asked, getting closer. Everything is uh, he stepped closer, just okay?

I felt his hand on the fabric of my shorts near my pocket. A gentle tug. Then another on the other side. 

Mhm, I made out just barely as he pulled his face closer to mine.

He wrapped his hands around my shorts and in one swift motion pulled them to the ground. 

Oh! I gasped, feeling so exposed suddenly. 

What do we have here, he smiled as I felt the toy jostle in my hole.

He pulled it slightly out, then pushed gently back in making me moan quietly.

I thought I heard something, he laughed. 

I smiled but was too overcome with shock and pleasure to laugh. He pulled the band of my jock strap down and exposed my rock hard rock that came flopping down. It dripped a thick white drop of precum from the tip before Lane dropped to his knees, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

He licked the remaining pre cum off my tip, and kissed his lips up and down my shaft. I felt his muscular hands make their way up my bare legs, then thighs, then my butt. He grasped my cheeks and pulled them apart, then pushed my toy slightly deeper inside me. When he did this I lurched forward and he took my entire cock in his mouth. 

Ohhhh fuck! I couldn't help but moan aloud. 

He pushed the toy repeatedly deeper and pulled it out then in, then out. Over and again. 

My cock glided down his throat and out again repeatedly too, as he took deep breaths between each dive. 

Each deep dive down his throat got me one stroke closer to exploding. I could feel it mounting. My toy couldn't go any deeper inside my hole, my cock couldn't go any further down Lane's throat, my balls just couldn't do it anymore.

You're gonna make m- oh oh - I'm cumming!! I virtually yell as I thrust my hips forward, pushing my cock deeper down his throat and almost pushing the toy out of my ass if it weren't for him pushing it deeper into me. He almost immediately gasped and gags from the thick streams of cum. I grip my cock with one hand and my balls with the other and gently stroke all of the cum out. 

I shoot onto his forehead, his lips, his chest 0 it gets everywhere. I pushed the cum around his mouth into his mouth with the tip of my cock as he cleans his lips with his tongue. 

Oh fuck, I gasp, catching my breath.

We'll do that next time, he said as he stood up wiping his face off.

He pulled up my jock and shorts for me as I collected myself wondering if this was all real or not. 

We walked up to the third floor and as he went left where I had to go right he turned,

See ya around stud