Giving it up to a stranger

I was happy to see the parking lot was empty as I pulled into the adult store. I had returned home for a few days to attend a family function, and decided while I was there I would buy some hot undies. Manuel told me Craig loved a guy in jocks and thongs, so I hoped to surprise him with some when I went home.

The place looked empty except for the goth girl at the register. It had been about a month since Craig first took my ass, and I had accepted the fact that I liked getting fucked. I was comfortable with my sexuality now, but didn't necessarily want to get caught buying fancy undies.

I had just picked out two jocks and a thong when I heard the door buzzer. A black guy walked in and began looking around. I kind of loitered by the underwear hoping he would leave quickly, as I was a bit embarrassed. But he began moving towards me slowly, stopping to look at the dildos before moving towards me again.

He smiled when he saw what I was holding, then began to browse the rack. "I like that red jock." He said casually, talking about the jock I had picked out. "Your boyfriend is going to love that."

I bristled a bit hearing him talk about my boyfriend in public. My heart began to race as I was now nervous and unsure what to say. Then I noticed he was holding a big bottle of lube. I made myself relax, as I realized there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

"I hope so." I replied. "But I don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh?" He asked inquisitively, an eyebrow raised.

"Well I have a friend, but, well you know." I stammered. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was leaving the door open, not wanting him to think I was taken.

"Lucky guy!" He said. "I would love to have a tan scruffy boy who wore red undies as a friend."

"Well I am Riley." I said. Was I really doing this? My confidence suprised me.

He was super hot, tall, lean, in his late twenties or early thirties with a shaved head and a well groomed beard. I quickly imagined him fucking me, and felt a rush of excitement.

He introduced himself as André, and the next thing I knew I was following him to his place, which he said was close by. As we turned into the parking lot of an apartment complex, I almost came to my senses and drove off.

But of course I didn't. I parked and followed him upstairs to his apartment, passing a couple of guys standing on the balcony.

He opened the door and let me in. "Want something to drink?" He asked. "I am a health nut and don't have any alcohol, but I have water and juice."

I asked for a water as I looked around. His place was tastefully decorated and immaculate, which helped me relax a bit. He seemed to have his life together and wasn't a killer or anything.

I sat down on the couch beside him and he put his arm around me and gave me a kiss.

"Are you ok?" He asked as he could feel my tension.

"Oh yeah." I said. "I haven't done this very much. Actually I have never done this. I've only been with two guys."

"Oh well, we don't have to do anything." He said reassuringly. "We can just hang out and get acquainted. I'm not pushy."

I wanted to do more than get acquainted, but I needed to relax. After some idle chat he asked me what I liked to do with guys.

"Well I guess I am a bottom." I explained. "I like that."

"Oh yeah?" André said." Me to. Well I am versatile. I like both but actually I prefer to top. But I don't mind returning the favor occasionally."

He kissed me again, and this time I felt a switch turn on inside of me. I pulled him down on top of me and wrapped my legs around him as we made out.

"Let's go in the bedroom." He whispered.

He led me to the bedroom where he kissed me some more as he slid my shorts down. His hand squeezed my ass as he kissed me and I felt myself melt. He had dropped his pants and I grabbed the bulge in his boxer briefs feeling a large throbbing cock through his underwear. He slipped those off and we fell on the bed, making out a bit more. I slowly stroked his dick as he kissed me, then began going down to his crotch.

His torso looked chiseled with awesome pecs and solid abs, making me feel a bit puny. I didn't spend much time in the gym. I felt truly privileged to be with a guy like this, and desperately wanted to please him. I kissed my way down his solid body, pausing at his nipples knowing Craig liked that. His moans told me he did as well. I worked my way down to his cock and starred at it in awe.

Craig didn't have a small cock by any means, but Andre's was a few inches longer. I put it in my mouth and felt it throb powerfully as I worked it down my throat. I finally got it all the way down, but quickly had to come back up for air. I licked all over it, then licked his tight balls before swallowing it again.

I bobbed my head up and down on him, happily sucking his delicious cock. Occasionally I took a break and licked his balls, before sucking him some more. He moaned and played with his nipples as I pleasured him with my mouth, and was a bit disappointed when he told me to stop.

"Damn boy!" He exclaimed. "You are one good cocksucker. But you better stop before I cum!"

I felt proud of myself. "Thank you. I am told I am a natural." I said proudly.

"I would agree." He said. "Now it's your turn."

He got behind me and began kissing and nibbling on my ass cheeks, working his way to my hole. I felt his tounge flick against it and it made me moan. I felt his scratchy beard between my cheeks as his tounge began working magic on me. I felt a bit dizzy as he slurped all over me, and fucked me with his tounge before licking my cock, balls and taint.

"Like that do you?" I heard him ask from behind me.

"Oh God yes!" I moaned into the sheet.

"I am a professional saxophone player." He said with a laugh." I'm told I have a very talented tounge."

I wasn't going to argue with that as he licked me some more. He spat on my hole and pushed a finger just inside. "Damn you have a pretty pussy." I heard him remark after he pulled his finger out and put it back in. "I could play with this for hours."

I moaned like a bitch into the sheet, which was drenched with my slobber as he played with my ass. I could let him do this for hours I thought to myself feeling his tounge fuck me. His hand gripped my dick, squeezing it and all of a sudden I felt my self shaking with an orgasm.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled feeling a bit bewildered. After the room quit spinning I apologized.

"No need to apologize." He said, his thumb in my ass."I just hope we aren't done."

"Oh no, Im not done." I said feeling as if I didn't really have much say so in the matter anyway. I was limp and my legs could barley hold me up, but I wanted fucked.

I waited with my ass in the air while he tore open a condom, then feeling him squirt lube on me. I felt the now familiar pain as his cock pushed in me, spreading me open. It was a feeling I learned to love, that slight pain of being taken by a man. His cock slowly slid deeper in me, past where Craig's stopped.

"Oh God that's a big cock!" I cried as he hit new places inside of me. I grabbed a pillow and squeezed it as he stretched me to a new limit. But my pain soon turned to pleasure as he slowly pulled it out of me.

He squirted more lube inside of me, then pushed back in. "Damn that is a tight pussy!" He moaned as his cock slid back in me. Soon he was fucking me harder and I began to buck back on him. His hands held my waist as we found our rythem and he drilled my with a powerful lust. I felt his sweat drip on my back as he worked me over, now just fucking me like a cheap whore.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed as he fell down on the bed. He was breathing fast and his brown skin was shiny with sweat. "Ride me for awhile." He ordered.

I straddled him and impaled myself fully on his monster dick. I began bouncing up and down on him feeling his hands squeezing my ass until my cheeks hurt. I began playing with his nipples and watched as he struggled not to cum. Finally he couldn't take it anymore, and gave my ass a hard slap.

"You aren't getting off that easy." He teased. "I can't cum yet."

He pushed me off of him then stood up on the floor, grabbing my legs and sliding me to the edge of the bed. He spread my legs and shoved himself back in me, and slammed his cock home. I howled with pain as it hit bottom, in a spot I didn't know I had. He proceeded to rearrange my insides, now overcome with lust, funneling all of his power to his cock.

I ran my hand over his chiseled chest as he brutally fucked me. Damn he was hot. His muscles moved like chains under his skin. His hands pressed on my chest as he continued to fuck me, and once again I felt privileged to be fucked by a man such as this. I began to play with myself and soon erupted again, feeling my own cum squirt on my stomach. He didn't stop, and I lay there limp feeling his cock pound away at me, just enjoying the feeling.

He pulled out of me and I watched as he tore off the condom and came, squirting his hot cum all over my balls, moaning loudly as his lust drained from his body.

"Damn boy, you are one hot fuck." He said looking down at me. I felt proud of myself getting him off and pleasing him.

I recovered and realized I had to get going. I had to meet my parents for dinner in an hour. He let me shower as I was covered in cum and lube. As I began to put my clothes back on, it occured to me I left my new undies in the car.

"Sorry I didn't wear that red jock for you. I forgot it." I said.

He laughed. "Well shit. I guess I will have to see it another time.

"Definitely." I said. "Except I am living out at the lake right now. I go back tomorrow."

He gave me his number and made me promise to come back, and show him the jock. I hurried out past the guys who were still standing on the balcony. They both had lewd smiles, as if they knew what I had just done. I didn't care, and was a bit excited by it.

Pulling out of the parking lot I dialed Craig's number.

"Hello." I hear him say through the phone.

"Guess what I just did." I said.