Security guard

Upon graduation I applied to graduate school about three hours from my undergrad college. I was fortunate enough to get a graduate assistance position working in the reference section of the law library at UNC Chapel Hill. The Kathrine R. Everett Law Library was a very important part of my financial independence as a graduate student. I worked thirty hours a week and that included most Friday and Saturdays.

 First of all…I’m was not a law student, however, I was speaking a masters degree in library science and my sister was an attorney who just happened to graduate from Chapel Hill. All in all, it was a great gig.

The fall semester was well underway and I realized real fast…law students were a total different creatures. They had case studies to read and annotate their notes and such a detailed reading list. I was fortunate to get a great deal of my graduate work done while manning the desk at the reserved section and retrieving books on reserve in the stacks.

Lewis was a security guard on weekends. He was a campus police officer and he worked extra hours due to the fact he needed to earn more income due to his fucked over divorce and child support agreement. Lewis was six foot five inches. A crotch that so damn thick. Many days he work military style pants that bunched upin all the right places. He had a utility belt of gun, taser and cuffs. I joked with him once and while that he needed to let me borrow those cuffs. He would just wink and say…. as long as he got to hold on to the key.

Lewis would walk around the law library. . . . check stairways, locked doors…. and had specific safety checks he did hourly. One night I had been using my phone and pulled up a video on Pornhub of a locker room scene between a coach and an athlete. The athletes had on jockstraps in the video. Lewis stood over my shoulder and told me…. he too liked the feel of a jockstrap, however…. he said the pouch would easily stretch out over time. He cupped his junk and said it was too big to be contained in the mesh pouches. I told him jokingly…I’d believe it when I see it. He chuckled and said. . ,,hell, as often as I catch you looking you know it’s big.

 A couple of weeks later Lewis came in to work…. tossed me a small bag…told me to go in the back office and open it up. He stood at the main desk and waited for me to follow his directions. Damn…once I opened the ziplock bag I could smell his cum filled jock. It was a yellow jock. Size xxl…I held it to my face and took a deep breath. Good god…. I instantly got a hard on.

 I returned to the reference desk and he said…. do you believe me now…. how big the pouch is. I responded by say…. yes, it’s a XXL…but still doesn’t convince me it so full that your cock is straining to escape. He took the reference set of keys from under the desk and told me…. tonight I’ll lock up. You go in the back supply room and get naked. He stood there so cocky and confident. I immediately responded, yes sir!He winked…. walked behind me…cupped his beefy paws on my ass. He whispered in my ear…my tongue is goin to destroy your pink hole.

About ten minutes before closing I had placed all the reference materials in a sorting bin. Lewis rolled that cart to the back room. Walked beside me…. guided me inside the secured area. He cupped my face with his hands…kissed me and danced his tongue in my mouth. He told me to get all of my clothes off. I nodded my head and said. Sir, please hurry.

 Lewis made sure everything was secure, locked up and the night settings for the lights were on. When he entered the back storage room and saw me naked…. he snapped his fingers and told me to get on my knees and crawl towards him. He took off his boots, clothes and today was wearing a Dukes white jock. Hell. That pouch was hanging full like a stuff cluster of grapes in the produce section of the store.

 He stood over me, Positioned my head under his thick…heavy pouch. Fuck…his jock smelled so good. He bend over and put his arms under arm pits and lifted me up. He kissed me…my face, neck, mouth and my pink boy pussy.

 I locked my arms around his neck. Kissed him deep…pulled back and said…daddy, please use your handcuffs. He swatted my ass and immediately put my hands over my head and cuffed me to the book rack in the office. He got behind me and continued to rim my ass. He used one finger…then added a second one, and hit my sweet spot and I moaned out load. He removed his jock and stuffed the porch in my mouth. Between the taste of his piss stains and dried cum spots…my tongue was definitely rewarded with the taste of his fat cock.

 He held my head in place and slowly started face FUCKING me. I worked my tongue over his piss slit and was rewarded with a few drops of his precum.

  Lewis had to be at least 6. 5 soft and 9 inches when he grew to full size. He pointed his mushroom head to the tight puckered pussy hole. I asked him to hold me legs up…. he put one over his shoulder and inserted more fingers. He was working my hole and had three fingers stretching me. He took out a small tube of KY jelly and stroked his cock. He kissed me and said…. baby boy…. I have wanted your ass ever since August …. . he kissed me. Told me to relax…he gradually popped past my ring. He was so thick…tears dripped down the side of my cheeks. Damn…he leaned over,,,,licked my tears and kissed me. He was slowly going deeper and deeper. He would look me in the eye…. hold in place and ask…. can I go deeper?He was a phenomenal lover.  

 He fucked me nice and slow. His heavy balls were hanging and I cupped them and they felt like goose eggs. This man was a stud. Seriously, he was the largest dick ever. I moved with his body. I kept saying…. more,,,,now…get in my hole…I want all of you. He didn’t have to be told twice. God…he smelled good, tasted good and his wet white jock strap was now around my neck.  

We fucked for about 30 minutes. We was exhausted. I laid down beside him and placed with his cock as he stroked my cock. He moved to 69 position and gave me a phenomenal blow job. Within minutes I shot a big load down his throat .

Once we cleaned up and made sure the office back room was in correct order we locked up. He lead me down the backside of the employee stairway and told me to follow him. I immediately obeyed and when we got to the reserved parking he told me to get in. I knew he had a truck…buy this vehicle was a classic. He had a 1973 Ford pick up. Jet black…spotless. He drove me to his apartment and invited me in. He had an apartment above a barber shop on the other side of town.

I was impressed with his old style barbers chair. We undressed…. He positioned me on my knees with my ass up in the air. God damn…. he ate my ass for what seemed forever. He milked my cock underneath as he ate me. As I was ready to cum he stood behind me and thrusted his cock all the way in deep. Not sure what he meant…this fuck wasn’t gentle or sensual. He attacked my hole and fucked me in a way that makes me to this day begging for more.

 We fucked around all semester. Every Saturday night he would surprise me with a different jock, thong or sometimes wearing nothing at all. At one point he started buying me lace panties. I leaned into that concept and honestly…they feel amazing against my shaved hole and crotch. That’s another thing Lewis does…he gets off shaving my cock and balls. He takes such good care of me. One Saturday we were fucking in the barbers chair when I heard the door open. Lewis had told the guy at the barber shop he had a surprise for him. In walked a husky Italian who had tree trunk size legs, beefy arms and a talented tongue. Ralph would lick my boy pussy and then guide Lewis’ cock in my hole. What a great feeling to havetwo men wanted my body. Damn…. Ralph joined us maybe twice a month.  

 The week of Christmas Lewis took me to dinner and two other police officers dropped by. He introduced me as his fuck buddy. That night I had three police officers fucking my ass and my mouth. Lewis would not permit them to cum in my pussy. They fed me their cum down my thirst throat.

I went home to Boone over Christmas. Spend time with my family and enjoyed being back in the mountains. One night I had gone to Blowing Rock brewery and was completely surprised to see Ralph the barber standing in line to get a beer. He brought his teenage son to the high country to go skiing. He introduced me to his son. Alexander was beautiful. High cheek bones, eyes that were blue as lake water. Alex was nineteen and was visiting Appalachian State University. He was going to enroll the following fall after high school graduation next spring. Alexander drank a hot cocoa while his dad and I sampled some ipas. Ralph told me to go to the men’s room. He looked puzzled but didn’t refuse. We stood at the urinal and I dropped to my knees and licked his cock. We didn’t have much time so I got him off in minutes. We returned to the table and Alexander looked at both of us…grinned and reached across the table. Apparently, I had a drop of his dads cum in my beard. Alexander wiped my chin clean…. licked his finger and said…yep, this taste like my dad’s load. Ralph said to me…. my son and I have fucked ever since his mom left him three years ago. We left the brewery and went back to their cabin. This was the first time I’d ever been with a father and son duo. Damn…what a great time. I set up my phone and FaceTimed Lewis. The three of us put on a show for my officer.  

 In January I had more awesome sex with these men. Wish you could watch us one day.