Xavier drove into the deserted lot of the workshop. The sun was burning harshly and as it beamed down from the cloudless blue sky, a blinding glare emanated from the off-white concrete that covered the property. The building was a perfect rectangle of blonde brick and centred high on the front wall was a large sign, which always made him smile. Xavier's Greasy Hole!
Xavier parked his V8 muscle car at the side of the building and as he got out and stood up, he adjusted his sunglasses over his eyes to compensate for the glare. He walked around to the back of the building, unlocked a small single door and walked inside. He flicked on an array of switches and all the lights within the garage flickered and illuminated in unison. He turned and as he eyed the alarm panel, an expression of dissatisfaction crossed his face. He had forgotten to enable it before he had left the night before. He looked around. Everything seemed in order and exactly as he had left it on Saturday evening when he had left. A single, highly polished, Corvette Stingray, stood silently with its deep metallic blue paint, gleaming beneath the lights. He shook his head self-abusively but he was grateful all was well.
He walked to the office that stood in the corner, unlocked yet another door and stepped inside. Incredibly, at that moment the phone rang and he scowled at it and then cursed that it was Sunday and he was closed. He walked over and tapped the speaker button, answering gruffly to whoever had the preposterous ability to catch him on his day off.
'Don't speak to your baby brother like that you big tank!' The kindly and obviously smirking voice demanded.
Xavier's face lit up and a large smile bared a full set of white teeth framed by reddish pink lips and a slightly weathered, though handsome brown face. 'You may have been a baby brother once but you're no baby now and I'm sure all those millions of doughnut punched men would concur with that fact and don't call me tank, I'm not that big.'
'Words from the mouth of Bruce Banner before he transforms into the Hulk.' Lucas replied snickering.
'Fuck off Lucifer, anyway how did you know I was here. I've only just walked in the door?' Xavier asked curiously.
'I'm not the devil, I'm a perfect little gay angel and you know it. Anyway I didn't know you were there. I rang you at home but no one was there and so I called your mobile but that was turned off. How do you expect your innocent little bro to contact you if your phone is off and where the hell is Karina? At least she is normally at home to direct me. The Greasy Anus was my last attempt to contact you.' Lucas explained in his usual humorous manner.
'Don't call it that Luc.' Xavier said unable to stop himself from laughing. 'You know greasy hole was meant as a play on words applicable to the oil pit in the shop. Anyway, as for Karina, you asked where the hell she was, I hope the bitch is in hell.' Xavier said; his voice obviously filled with distain.
Luc's voice transformed and the concern for his big brother was tangible. 'Xavier, what happened, what's wrong?'
'She's a slut! She fucked some other guy in my bed a week ago and I found a used condom under the bed. I told her to pack her things and fuck off and she's been gone for five days.'
'Damn big bro, I am so sorry. Where is the bitch? I'll have a hit put on her.'
'Thanks Luc. I appreciate the bitch-hating support.' So what did you want bro, is everything alright with you?' Xavier asked, trying to change the subject.
'Yeah Tank, all is well with me. I didn't want anything. I was just calling to see how you were. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you think about it or feel what you must have been going through over the past week. Why didn't you call me? No wait don't answer that. You are such a bloke. You no expressing and showing your feelings doesn't make you weak and you know I would have been by your side in a flash.' Lucas said frustrated but worried about Xavier.
'Yeah I know you would have been little bro but I was okay and I am okay. Don't worry yourself Luc. It's been five days and I'm getting back on top of things but I tell you, I'm as horny as hell and I need to get me a hot woman and fuck her soon. My balls, which we both know are huge, if they get any bigger, I won't be able to move my legs to walk.' Xavier said grinning but also attempting to change the subject again.
'Well your cock is huge too, so why don't you pull it over your balls, shove it up your arse, essentially squashing and locking them into place against your perineum.' Luc said laughing.
'Ouch bro! I don't know what you gay guys get up to but if what you just said is any indication, I'm fucking glad I'm straight.'
'You have no idea what you're missing Tank.'
'I'm sure of that.' Xavier replied chortling.
'So how about we catch up this week for dinner? I miss you Xavier!'
'I miss you too Lucas and there is nothing I'd love more than to see you.'
'Nothing?' Luc said and Xavier could visualise the cheeky grin on his face.
'Well nothing except maybe a great blowjob.' Xavier replied.
'It's nice to know your priorities and my place of importance in my brothers life.' Luc snorted with feigned disapproval.
'Don't be upset Luc. If you weren't my little bro, I'd invite you for dinner and let you feast on my cock.' He said laughing.
'What? So now you want to choke me to death with your mutant log and since when have you been willing to let a man blow you?'
'I haven't and I'm not and there is no way any man could ever get me into a position where I would let him. No offence Luc but I'd deck any guy that tried. I just couldn't wrap my head around the idea of it not being a woman.'
'Imagination!' Luc stated and then laughed.
'I'm not that creative!' Xavier replied. 'Anyway, enough of this amusing repartee. I want to do some work. I've got one car left before we fill up again tomorrow and I'd like to get it finished.'
'Okay you big grease monkey, I'll let you go and get lube all over you. Sorry I meant grease.'
'I love you so much Luc. Thanks for the call and the concern.'
'I love you too Xavier.'
'Bye!'
Xavier hit the button disconnecting the call. His whole demeanour had changed and his sky blue eyes sparkled back to life, as the smile remained etched into his face. Only Luc could make him feel that way and change his mood with so little effort. He kicked off his shoes, dropped his shorts and briefs and then dragged his polo shirt over his head. Once completely naked, he hung and folded everything, putting them into a small locker.
Xavier had an incredible body. Anyone seeing him naked would have thought he was a middleweight boxer. He was ripped and smooth all over and his muscular physique rolled like waves in landless ocean. It looked amazing because he wasn't a huge man, in fact, for height and size Xavier was average. Strip him naked however and a delicious, confronting sight of phenomenal power and strength, within a compact and perfectly proportioned vehicle, sated the eyes and hungered the groin. Xavier looked good enough to eat. He knew how to use that vehicle too. He didn't just look the part; in a scrap he did more than just hold his own, he was usually the victor and left his opponent bleeding or unconscious. Then there was sex. According to the many women who had bedded him, the way he could move and bend his body, what he could do with his tongue, his astonishing endurance and finally, with a flaring knob half an inch bigger than a golf ball and a full and thick shaft of steel, Xavier had become physically, what women want.
He removed from a hanger in the locker and stepped into dark blue overalls, leaving all of the buttons undone. He put on some boots and then walked out to the lone car within the workshop to begin. He stopped momentarily and looked admiringly at the Stingray. It was one of the few American cars he had always dreamed of owning. He shook his head thinking that he was more than happy however, with his overworked Monaro outside. With the alterations he had made, it could kick the Stingrays arse anywhere and anytime. With a smirk he acquired some initial tools and then lay down on the mechanics creeper trolley and rolled beneath the car.
Xavier was a hard worker and he didn't shirk the responsibility of his business to his employees. He shared the load with dignity and with pride. He was the first to arrive and the last to leave, six days a week, with the workshop always closing on Sundays. He had a great reputation within the area for the excellent mechanical work he did on his client's vehicles, regardless of the quality, age or price of them. He did however, specialise in the more upmarket cars but that did not necessarily mean prestige vehicles.
Today he had made an exception and come into work, simply because he needed to take his mind of Karina. He had really loved her and now everywhere he looked reminded him of Karina and being alone at home made him sad. He may have hated her and wished her in hell but it didn't change the fact that he had been hurt and that his life had suddenly changed. Additionally, he knew he would be alone at work and that it would distract his thoughts and also that he wouldn't have to worry about explanations, if someone dropped in at home unexpectedly.
As the Sydney sun reached it's zenith and the temperature outside climbed into the mid-thirties, Xavier could feel the heat rising inside as well. Normally the multiple roller doors would be opened on both sides and allowing the air to pass through but Xavier didn't want any unexpected customers dropping in and additionally, he had left the small single door opened at the back anyway, so he decided to just grin and bare it.
The moment Xavier rolled beneath the car, a figure moved swiftly from behind a small cabinet, which stood beside the doorway that led into a change room and toilet. It was a man and he moved so quickly and quietly that he appeared as no more than a shadow. He settled behind a stack of tyres but his expression was far from settled.
Just over a half an hour before Xavier arrived, a lone man had walked down the road. He had dirty blonde hair but it had been cropped so close to the head that his scalp was completely visible. He had an attractive face and piercing blue eyes but his gaze was hard and revealed an innate anger, which gave away that he lived a hard life and most likely spent his time on the streets. He wasn't a big guy but his body was fit, firm and flexible and more about speed and agility then anything else.
For some reason the street was quiet. There were no people about and there was barely a vehicle on the road. He couldn't believe his luck. This was going to make his intentions all the more easy and his intentions were far from honourable.
He had been walking along the same street the previous afternoon and saw a man drive a slick, Corvette Stingray into the Greasy Hole. The stranger had sat on the brick wall that fronted the business and waited and soon enough saw the driver leave the business and hail a cab. The stranger knew that the car would be there at least until Monday and with the workshop always closed on Sundays, he had considered the chance of a substantial bundle of cash in his pocket by Sunday night.
He had entered the property without a single eye seeing him and he had walked to the left side of the building. There was one small window two thirds of the way toward the back of the building and with little effort and a tool he carried in a home made pocket inside his sweat pants; the window was open and he was inside the premises in under four minutes. As he had made his way directly toward the car, he saw the alarm panel on the wall. He stopped with a gasp but then saw that it wasn't switched on. He exhaled with relief and then smiled. He continued toward the car he hoped to be driving away in shortly and had gained entry to it and disabled the alarm before it had time to even initiate. He stood with a smirk of self-pride and satisfaction. All he needed to do now was to open one of the enormous roller doors and he would be cruising down the road in minutes.
He glanced around and wondered if there was anything else worth while taking and so instead of keeping to his plan, he began to wander around looking for additional treasures. Twenty minutes later, his body stiffened and his eyes flared wide as he heard the distinct sound of a V8 pulling up on the right side of the building. Again with incredible swiftness, he raced to the car and locked it but as he moved toward the bathroom that contained the window of his entry, the door at the back opened and so he ducked in behind a cabinet.
Despite that his adrenalin was pumping with a fury, his mind remained focused and alert. He wondered what the hell the owner was doing here on a Sunday and why of all Sundays it had to be this one that he decided to come in. He had watched him go into his office and listened as he had taken a phone call from his brother. Unexpectedly, their conversation had made him wish that his relationship with his brother had been the same but unfortunately, his brother had disowned him because he couldn't accept who he was. They were orphans and it was the loss of his brother that had been the turning point that led him to the streets and a life of theft and fights and anonymous sex.
When the conversation was over, he stared hungrily with his mouth agape, watching as this Xavier character stripped naked. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. With the shoulder length, unkempt blonde hair over the deep dark skin, he looked like a surfer but his body was another matter all together. The man was put together so well and his tight and compact physique rippled from top to bottom. He was really something else. The guy licked his lips as he felt the swelling in his pants and when he looked at the smooth balls that were firm and much bigger than a tennis ball and also the thick cock with the huge knob that swung and slapped alternative thighs, he could only imagine the hot time he could have with a body like that. Soon enough though, the mechanic had walked out of the office in overalls and was lying beneath the car. The guy wondered after an extended period how long he would have to stay put.
After two hours of work beneath the car within the intense heat, Xavier's mind drifted to how horny he was. His head to his waist were severely cramped beneath the chassis but his crotch and legs were free to move beyond. He put down a ratchet and his right arm angled beneath the car as he swung it around and out and then moved it in the direction of where it would best serve his discomfort.
Having been naked when he donned the overalls and purposely not fastening a single button because of the heat, his hand came to rest on his stomach with no fumbling or effort at all. His fingers and palm slid down and bypassing his cock altogether, he encased the firm and plentiful sack. He gently swirled his cupped palm over it and then massaged it sensuously but gently.
Xavier sighed as the feeling his hand sent throughout his sack felt good. He really couldn't believe how much bigger it was then normal and he knew that the next time he shot his load, it wouldn't just be substantial, it would be enormous. He smiled widely as he thought that if he could get a blowjob, he could drown the poor bitch.
His cock was growing with each passing moment and as the shaft straightened and thickened, the knob, which was a perfect replica of a German Second World War helmet; filled with blood and flushed and flared. Xavier released his hold on his balls and grasped the expanding appendage, turning it around and bringing it out into the open. Within a split second it was so hard, it stood on an angle staring at the passenger window of the Corvette. He slid his closing fingers up and down the length before crushing the huge, bulging knob with his fist. This time, Xavier didn't just sigh, he moaned loudly at the extraordinarily desperate need for some steaming, grinding, pounding and sweaty, hardcore fucking. He hadn't gone without sex for over five days since he was fifteen. He wrapped his entire broad and manly hand around the sumptuous meat and squeezing it harder than he ever had before, he began to punch it through his fist.
Completely blown away by the incredible occurrence happening before his eyes, the guy rose to his feet and stared from behind the stack of tyres. His cock was now tall and screaming at him for relief and his hand shot inside his pants and began thumping it. His brow beaded with sweat and his mouth opened as he sucked in air to compensate for the sudden, triple time beating of his heart. His other hand tore at his t-shirt as he forced it beneath and up onto his heaving chest to pinch and twist his thick and protruding tits. He held two thoughts inside his head, one to suck that hot, huge knob and the other to have it drill him deeper than he had ever been before.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head in amazement as he watched unseen. It was at that moment that he saw the long crowbar resting on top of the stack of tyres. It only took a millisecond as he looked back at Xavier with his legs splayed apart and assaulting his cock that the guy decided what he was going to do.
Xavier was breathing heavily. He had not planned on blowing his load, he just wanted to feel some stimulation until he got himself a woman and fucked her senseless. Now however, he was so turned on and his cock was so hard and throbbing, he had reached that moment when the decision has to be made but before he knew what was happening, he heard the loud clink of metal against the concrete floor and then scraping as the metal slid over it. Almost instantly, Xavier felt and heard the metal hit the wheels of the creeper trolley he was lying on. He dug his heels into the cement and tried to roll out but whatever it was, it was holding him in place, with not enough room and nowhere else to go.
He then felt hands grab his thighs and someone moving between his legs but before he had the chance to think or speak or react in any way, his cock was being devoured to the hilt. Both of his hands moved to his side as he tried to grab at the person but their arms rounded his thighs and grabbed his wrists, holding them tight from moving. It wasn't even a minute before Xavier finally stopped struggling against the thing he wanted more than anything right now. He was in awe under the circumstances as he felt his massive knob, which filled the persons mouth, rubbing against the palate above and the tongue below. The fit was incredibly tight and so as the person descended and ascended his shaft, the stimulation was fucking awesome.
The guy couldn't believe how huge Xavier's knob was but it didn't matter. Just looking at the cock turned him on and now having it in his mouth was making him want to grab his own cock and beat it until the end of time. He loved Xavier's cock and he was going to devour and enjoy this big cock for as long as he could. His head was rising and falling as he took it deep and pressed the tip of the amazing knob against his throat and then slid it out before tightening his lips around it and running his tongue flatly over the hole. He heard Xavier sigh and then he pulled his lips off the knob and licked as he ran his tongue over the massive sack and then up the length of the shaft. He remembered Xavier reaching for his balls first and so the guy slipped them out and began tonguing them firmly. Again he heard an enjoyable reaction from the mechanic and so he licked and massage the tight sack with his tongue and once it was moist and warm, he blew air from between his lips, cooling it immediately before caressing and tickling it gently with the very tip of his tongue.
Xavier gasped as someone he couldn't see, paid his massive sack the attention he had always wanted someone to pay it and he inhaled deeply from the sensations that were driving him wild.
The guy could tell he was giving Xavier exactly what he wanted and so he continued to kiss and lick it and then soon after, he forced the entire scrotum into his mouth. He twisted and manoeuvred his tongue against the mouth filling sack as he tried to find the space to work it.
'Aw fuck yes!' Xavier cried out in amazement.
The guy smiled and then he pulled backwards, stretching his nut sack to its limit. He allowed one of his huge jewels to pop from the side of his mouth and there literally was a popping sound as it loosed itself from the cramped space and then rested against his chin. The guy then sucked firmly on the other side before letting it also pop from between his lips. The whole sack rested on the overalls and now the guy licked and played with them again. He blew against them once more and as Xavier who was now even more turned on then he thought he could possibly be, let out a moan, the guy looked up at the throbbing meet that was bouncing up and down as Xavier clenched and released his muscles.
The guy looked at the mechanics chest, stomach and abdomen and he realised that it wasn't just his cock and balls that were totally smooth as silk. He ran his hands up over him, enjoying the hot sensual touch and as they headed for the smooth big nipples that rested on the perfectly round pectoral muscles, he lowered his mouth back onto the hot cock that drove him wild and he began to pound it furiously as he suddenly squeezed the tits hard.
Xavier wasn't use to a woman pinching his tits but before he had the chance to get caught in the sudden pain, he felt his big cock reach its point of no return and the waves of lust wash over him until suddenly his tits felt good. He gasped and groaned as he wondered who this bitch was but before he could think another thought, he lost it completely and started firing masses of thick, hot streams of his fertile cream, deep into the mouth and throat of his satisfying cock rapist.
The guy was stunned by the incredible volume of cream filling his mouth. He tried to swallow but the mechanic came like no one whose cock he had ever sucked before. He literally felt like he was going to choke and he pulled his mouth away, only to have his face washed in the steaming streams. He grabbed and pounded the shaft with his fist and he licked the dripping hot come from around his lips, as he watched even more shots firing into the air.
Xavier was grunting and moaning and his body was writhing within the tight and confined space. He couldn't believe this had happened and he thought it was one of the best blowjobs he had ever received. Just as he thought it was about to end, he felt the mouth consumed his pulsing and swollen, hot cock again and it was so stimulated that the ecstasy bordered between pleasure and pain. He moaned and gasped again and then he felt the mouth release his cock but then suddenly the tongue was licking the cream from his cock and stomach. Even though his climax was finally ending, his anonymous lover just wouldn't let it end. Xavier was in a daze and his chest was heaving as he sucked in the air his lungs required.
For maybe thirty seconds it seemed the stranger had left him but then suddenly he felt a foot on either side of his body. He was still breathing heavily and it was probably made more so because the temperature in the shop was now getting close to forty degrees Celsius. The sweat was pouring off his face and his overalls were soaked. He was trying to gather himself to say something to the woman, when suddenly he felt a hand grab his dripping big cock, point it upright and then the weight of a body crouch down on top of it. As his knob split the muscles, Xavier gasped again. This bitch was tighter then anyone he had ever been inside of and her muscles were strangling his cock with such power, he thought that he had never felt anything so exceptional in his life.
It was a strangely slow insertion but his mind was quickly distracted because his huge knob was being crushed with such intense strength that he could feel his cock, somehow begin to get even harder. Even his shaft was feeling the pressure on it but it felt so awesome that Xavier knew that no matter what, he was going to fuck this hole into submission.
The guy's face was grimacing from the diameter of the mechanics helmet, as it spread his hole wider than it ever had been before. Still the thickness and the pressure it created inside of him felt so unbelievably fucking good. In fact, it was so good that he let his body drop onto the final inch and the two men both moaned synchronously, amazed by the extremes of the feelings created. The guy began to lift himself up but before he was even prepared, Xavier jammed his soles into the concrete and thrust his hips upwards with all his power. As he moaned loudly at the incredible feeling of his cock punching these muscles with all his might, he didn't hear the gasp of shocked exhilaration as the guy's face flushed with ecstasy.
As Xavier drew his cock back down, the guy set his feet right and waited for what was to follow. He gathered this stud was the ultimate top and he knew his arse was about to be punished with the most extraordinary and delicious cock he had ever had. Instantly the mechanic began to fuck him hard and fast and he smiled in complete euphoria as his hole was taught a lesson like never before.
Xavier's eyes rolled at the incredible feeling his cock was experiencing and even as he fucked like a mad man, pounding and punching like there was no tomorrow, he thought to himself that he had to get this bitches number, believing once would certainly not be enough.
The guy was hanging on to the door of the Stingray and his thighs and calves were burning, as he tried to hold himself in the same position for the mechanic to continue to fuck him with the insane intensity. He knew this would never happen again and he was going to have to bolt like he never had before when it was over but for now, the mechanic was the best and hottest damned fuck he had ever had.
Xavier was on approach and he knew this landing would be with the wheels up. He was going to explode and though he was trying to hold it for as long as possible, he was gliding in on a wing and a prayer. Even with the power of his strong and fit thighs, they were still on fire with every crushing upthrust and every time his big cock lanced deep between these muscles, he was grunting and clenching his teeth, to hold off for just one more deep and comprehensive thrust.
Suddenly the mechanic punched wildly and the guy dropped his hands onto his body and rubbed and caressed the smooth flesh. Xavier moaned from the additional stimulus and he pounded his cock harder again. The blood rushed into his face and he knew he was on the edge.
'Aw yeah man, fuck my arse deep and hard!' The deep male voice yelled.
Xavier's eyes widened in absolute astonishment as he realised he was fucking a man. His cock was hilted in some guy's arse. Instantly however, instead of the expected grossed out thoughts, he realised if he could do it because he didn't know, he could do it if he did. Immediately, the awesome feelings, the sensitivity of his cock and how close he was to unleashing hot hell, overwhelmed him and he knew at that moment that even if his brother walked in and stood in front of him right now, there was no way he would even try to stop this. He had to admit that this was the hottest and tightest fuck he had ever had. It was awesome! Strangely enough, he now knew he didn't even care.
'You like this huge cock mate?' He said curious as to what the guy thought of his meat.
'Aw man your cock is the biggest and the best and I love it. Fuck me hard and deep Mr Mechanic.' The guy said and then gasped in awe as the huge cock bored into his hole with extra emotion attached.
Xavier couldn't help himself. He actually smiled but then instantly his hands rose and he grabbed the legs of the guy and as he gripped them tight, his big cock assaulted his tight arse.
'Aw yes!' Xavier screamed with every pounding stroke.
'Yes, fuck me!' The guy yelled between his gasping and groaning.
In seconds the guy's cock, which he hadn't even touched, throbbed and shuddered from the affects of Xavier's pounding. He cried out that he was going to blow and then repetitive streams shot and hit the Corvette's door and painted the mechanic's chest and stomach. Xavier felt the man's cream hit him and it somehow turned him on. With that final thought, Xavier tried to drive his cock deeper into this guy than he had ever driven his cock into someone before.
'Thanks for the awesome blowjob and here's your repayment.'
With those final words, Xavier slaughtered the man's hole that was wrapped around his cock. As he fucked him with every last ounce of his strength, he exploded inside of him and filled him like he had never been filled before. Moments later the shop returned to near silence.
Apart from ragged and exhausted breathing, there was not another sound and no movement whatsoever. Xavier laid still, his eyes closed and sucking air into his lungs. The guy sat still and while still enjoying the big cock inside him, he was in awe of the magnificent hot fuck he had just received. He looked at the door of the Stingray and smile at the dripping come. He took one final breath and then drew himself up off the beautiful cock. Both he and the mechanic groaned and then he swiftly donned his sweat pants and began to run.
Xavier started to laugh uncontrollably as he began to understand what had taken place and what was going through the guy's mind.
'Wait!' He called and the guy stopped and looked back.
'Yeah?' The guy asked questioningly.
'You don't have to run. I won't come after you or try to hurt you.' Xavier said seriously.
'Really?' The guy said.
'Not a fucking word about this to anyone ever. Xavier said in no uncertain terms.
'No worries man, my lips are sealed.' He said and then laughed. 'Probably because I won't be able to move my jaw for the next week. You've got a beautiful cock man.'
'Glad I could satisfy.' Xavier said laughing. 'One thing mate, how do I get out from under here?'
'Crowbar. Just reach down and pull it toward you. Oh and by the way, I left you something to remember me by. Think of it as a parting gift but just know that you were the cause and not me.'
'What?' Xavier asked but no response came. As quickly and quietly as he had arrived, he was gone.
Xavier reached down and pulled on the crowbar and it slid simply out of the way. He snickered and then slid from beneath the car. He stood up shaking his head in disbelief but he thought to himself that it was an incredible experience and one he would never forget. Who knows he thought, maybe he would even try it again some day. He turned and looked at the come dripping down the door and he laughed. Now he understood. He had made the guy blow by fucking him. He wiped the cream away with his rag as he shook his head again. He walked to the back of the shop, closed and locked the door and then went into his office. He slid the soaking, sweat-covered overalls off his body and he decided it was time to leave.
'Fuck the Stingray! It can wait till the morning.'
He walked naked into the change rooms and started to shower. He immediately thought of his little bro Luc but he doubted he could ever tell him. Then again, it might be a fun story over dinner. We'll see, he thought and then he suddenly understood one of the reasons his brother was gay. He reached down and grabbed his big cock. He wanted to fuck the guy again right now and knew he would if he could. He wished the guy hadn't left.
'Man that was so fucking hot!' He said and then he looked down at his big and swollen flaccid cock. 'Looks like you've got a fan buddy!'
'You're not wrong there.' The guy's voice said.
Xavier lifted his head to the window just in time for him to see someone drop out of sight.
'Hey bud?' Xavier called.
'Yeah?' The guy responded.
'Call the number to the shop. Just ask for Xavier, maybe we can catch up again. I guarantee I'll be up for it.'
The guy laughed loudly. 'I don't doubt that. I suspect you'd be up more often than not.'
'Well some appetites are bigger than others and some need a lot more sustenance.' Xavier said laughing also.
'As I suggested before I walked out the door, I think your appetite is the most impressive I've ever seen.' The guy said.
'You want me to let you back in to see it again now?' Xavier asked hopefully and hungrily.
'Couple of days man, I'll give you time to refill.' The guy replied.
'Not necessary, I've still got three quarters of a tank. Call me tomorrow!' Xavier offered.
'Done!' The guy replied.
'What's your name bud? Xavier enquired.
'How about we keep this on the down low for now? You can call me Stingray!'
'Cool and you can call me Tank!'
Xavier smiled as he heard running footsteps fading into the distance. He wondered what this all meant and then he shook his head dismissively.
'Just take it one day at a time!'
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