Given a new phone at work

Within a few weeks, I started getting random texts.

“Tonight? I want your ass.”

“You looking for a fix? Have Kentucky Blue from last week. crink is good shit this week.”

Did some research and turns out the phone was originally assigned to a gay assistant in the office who sadly was eventually fired for, amongst other things, pretty severe drug use etc.

There were three or four numbers that consistently pinged me late at night usually.

I gave them each a name.

Huge BBC

Meth DEALER

Orgy GUY

I had no idea what meth was writing most nights but If you’ve read my other stories, you know that Huge BBC had my full attention and not being a drug user, the Meth seller was just of interest. Orgy guy was kind of weird so I deleted most of his. I found Meth to be kind of sad actually, you could tell when cash was short with him because he was desperate and especially at the end of the month when I suppose rent was due, but also, right after payday, he was relentless knowing that his clients had some cash to burn.

Orgy usually sent pics of two or three other guys asking if there was interest in being “tag team?”

BBC was after booty and almost always, it was late at night, and always accompanied by a picture.

One Saturday, it was after midnight, my blackberry pinged and it was BBC.

Unlike before where he sent pics, this time he sent a video and it was jaw-dropping. The guy had a big thick black dick, but in this video he was standing in the bathroom in some very sexy briefs which outlined his curved dick perfectly.

He stroked his cock through the fabric and you could barely hear him saying “you want this fat dick bitch?”

The video culminated with him tugging down the briefs and his long dick flopped out onto the bathroom counter with a “thwap.”

I think I had gone out on a bad date or something earlier that night so I was hanging out at home, licking my wounds in the basement media room drinking wine, and with a little liquid courage in me, decided to reply to this guy.

“Hey man, I should have replied earlier but I have taken over this phone number from a colleague and the guy you think you’re texting no longer has this number.”

“Shit man, sorry, I didn’t know.”

“It’s cool man, of all the people who could have gotten this number, I enjoy seeing a pretty dick.”

“So glad my mom doesn’t work for your company lol”

I liked his sense of humour and the banter was getting me hornier and hornier.

“So,” he asked, “you know what I look like, any pics of you?”

“I only know what your dick looks like stud lol”

As I was going into my XX photos to send him something, he replies with 6 new pics which were mostly of his face and bod and have to say, this was turning into a very nice surprise.

Handsome, nicely trimmed facial hair, gorgeous eyes, looked to be about my age, I already knew the dick was huge, but he was lean, fit, nice pecs and generally a sexy looking stud.

I pinged him half a dozen pics focussing on my round bubble butt to make sure it was clear; I wanted that dick.

His reply; “Fuck me, that jock strap, gonna rim that pussy, let’s fuck!”

We exchanged locations and we weren’t that close, but far enough that it gave me time to get ready so we agreed to meet in about an hour at my place.

By the time he arrived, it must have been 3am and he did not disappoint.

He was wearing nice fitted jeans and you could tell he was a walking hardon from the bulge in the front, and after closing the door we didn’t waste anytime getting down to business.

“You smoke?” he asked reaching for a joint.

“Just weed” I replied and he smiled kind of laughing.

“Just weed man.”

I was probably tipsy when we first started texting but by this time, I was just nicely buzzed from the wine so the weed hit me in a very nice way as we smoked and made out on the sofa.

We smoked, groped, kissed, stroked and undressed for a long time and ended up naked, both hard and dripping.

“You got a big dick for a white boy,” he laughed.

“If I had a dime” I said as I got between his legs to suck his huge black dick.

He had been into rowing during university I found out later which explained his gorgeous thick thighs.

He had the kind of dick I loved. A good 9”, cut, fairly thick and curved ever so slightly to the right so that when he stood up, it bobbled around like a curved tree branch.

He was relentless in making me gag as I swallowed his cock and was progressively getting nastier and nastier in his commentary and actions.

“Where’s the jock strap?” He asked bent over with both hands on my cheeks.

“Upstairs.”

“Go, show me that ass up the stairs and go put it on and get ready.”

He lit up and watched me saunter up the stairs.

Exhaling a cloud of smoke, “fuck yeah” as I walked and showed off my ass. 

Leaning his head back he sighed and stroked his cock while I went to get ready.

By the time I heard the stairs creaking, I was in a sexy Andrew Christian black jock, poppers and lube at the ready and on all fours.

He came in smoking and sensually ran his hands along my ass, up along my back to my shoulders and then leaned over to kiss me.

When our mouths met, I almost started to cough as he blew the smoke into my mouth.

I was now officially high as a kite and horny for dick with my ankles just over the edge of the bed.

He assumed the position and tarting to eat my ass which made me quiver.

This stud could eat ass and soon I was moaning, groaning and poppering up as he got my ass slobbery wet.

I stayed on all fours as he got ready to fuck me. 

He Smeared lube all over and in my ass and his dick and then slowly started to impale me.

Thank god I was high on weed and poppers because this BBC was big and it took a few pushes to get inside.

But with a “pop” he was in and that feeling of complete surrender took over.

I was moaning very loudly as his long strokes hit my prostate.

He started off slow but picked up the pace and started to move me around the bed in different positions.

I’ve always been able to take long dick on my stomach and he picked up on this and fucked the hell out of me with his hands pinning me down on the bed.

The only time his dick stopped sliding in and out was when we’d smoke up but even then, at one point, while I was straddling him balls deep, we shared a smoke and poppered up before he commenced the assault on my ass.

My talented new lover was very sensual and adept at riding the wave of the weed or popper high which made for this rhythmic cycle of sensual love making following by nasty hardcore fucking.

When the intense wave would end, he’d slow it down, kiss me, stay inside me, pull out and eat my ass, let me suck his dick and make out some more.

And then we’d popper up and the next wave came.

He was dripping sweat by this point and it was probably one of the nicest fucks I had in my life.

By the time we collapsed neither of us had actually cum but we were both in need of a rest.

The tranquility didn’t last all that long because I wanted cum so I climbed between his legs and sucked his cock back to life.

Once fully hard, we assumed our original starting position and he mounted me doggy style.

He fucked me, no, he pounded the shit out of me from behind and I had pulled my dick out stroking as he bred my ass.

“Oh fuck” I moaned, “I’m gonna cum.”

“Fuck yeah, I’m so close.”

I screamed and grunted as I came and blasted my load back behind my legs all down the edge of the bedding.

I could tell it was a massive load and he commented, “ fuck man, that was hot,” and with that he pushed balls deep into my guts and grunted his load into me.

I stayed in this position as long as he wanted convulsing and holding me tight.

The sun was just starting to come up so it had to be close to 6 am at this point and pulling out of my ass he climbed into the bed and we both collapsed.

He invited me to rest on his shoulder and I draped myself over his body as we talked and snuggled.

Truly the perfect fuck and the perfect after sex cuddles.

Exhausted, we fell asleep and I woke up around 10am to a ringing phone.

Ironically it was work calling about some emergency so I had to arouse my studly friend and focus on that.

I dealt with the issue at work while he showered and I started to notice the throbbing sensation in my ass.

Every well fucked bottom knows this sensation, when you take your fist piss after a good fuck and using your muscles almost causes a mini anal orgasm? That’s the sign of a good fucking.

Seeing him come out of the shower naked and then seeing him fully dressed, honestly, if I didn’t have this work issue, I would have suggested we aim for round two, but it wasn’t meant to be that morning and left with a kiss and goodbye.

“See ya soon,” he said as I closed the door with a huge smile on my face.

Needless to say, this was not the last booty call he and I enjoyed and as always, our hookups were in the middle of the night and always intense.