Arrogant Prick

He was cute; I’ll give him that.  His name was David, and he was a security guard at the mall.  I had eye-fucked him a few times, and he had seen me do it.  This time was going to be the real thing.  I walked up to him, and I could tell by his smirk that he recognized me.  I’m sure a good looking guy like him in a uniform gets hit on pretty often.  

I winked at him. “I thought I saw someone suspicious going down the mall employee-only corridor.”

“Show me,” he said in a rather masculine way.

I walked him to the upstairs entrance to JCPenney. “Down that corridor.” I nodded with my head.

“Are you sure it wasn’t this one?” He nodded toward the other door.

“Yeah, you’re right. It was that one.”

He opened the door to a dank, dark corridor lined with rat traps. We came to a door marked Seasonal 2. “I bet he went in here.”

I nodded.

He unlocked the door, we went inside, and he closed the door behind us. I immediately grabbed him and kissed him hard.

“Whoa,” he said. “I don’t kiss until the second fuck.”

“Yeah, whatever,” I replied. “Undo your belt.”

By the time he got the belt unbuckled and his pants unzipped, my running shorts were down, and my hard cock was covered in a pre-lubed condom. I pushed him back onto a table covered with a Santa colored something and lifted his legs to expose his ass. Before he had a chance to right himself, my dick was halfway inside him.

My cute mall cop, with clenched teeth, exclaimed, “Fuck, man, what are you doing. I came in for a blowjob.”

“Shut up and enjoy it.” I started humping that ass. I wasn’t the first one to fuck it; I could tell it had been recently taken. David’s pants kept his knees from spreading too far apart, but I was able to position myself so I could pull his head toward me and kiss him again.

“I can’t believe your fucking me,” he grunted.

“I knew that’s what you really wanted.”

“Wow, you’re going in deep.”

“Tighten your grip on my cock. Squeeze those ass muscles.”

“Shit. I think I’m going to come. Fuck, slow down, you’re going to make me come.” He came. All over his uniform.

“Fucking hell, I’ve never come while someone’s fucking me.”

I have to admit that when someone comes while I’m fucking him, I lose control. I slammed my dick into him and filled the condom. I pulled out and removed the condom. I slipped my pants on and was ready to go.

“I get off in about forty-five minutes.”

“Yeah. I thought you just got off now.” I smirked.

“How about a beer and a pizza, and we go back to my place and fuck some more.

“You’re not that good and not that good-looking,” I lied. I took a step toward the door.

“Why you fucking arrogant prick.”

“Yeah. Pretty much.”

I walked back to my car. Too bad his ass felt like he’d been passed around at a party, I thought. Some free beer and a pizza with another fuck would have been nice. But he’d have wanted to pick out curtains after the second or third time I’d pummeled his ass. As they kind of say on that TV show, time to find another ass to flip.

I made sure to go straight home and take a good bath. I bought standard thickness rubbers to make sure I didn’t catch anything. I certainly didn’t need one of those babies breaking on me. And I wanted to minimize my chance of catching anything else. I had crabs once in college, and I thought I would die from the itching.

I crawled between two clean sheets and thought about the two cute guys at the gym. Which one would give me his hole next, the blond one or the one who shaved his head?

I headed to the gym first thing the next morning. Neither of my guys was at the gym, but there were two new guys on the treadmills. They were chatting with each other, but they didn’t seem to know one another. The one with brown hair and blue eyes had a hairy chest, and that always turned me on. The other one had an unkempt beard. I did some stretching exercises and waited. It didn’t take long for the bearded man to leave.

I had a whole scenario planned in my head when I went up to talk to him, and it was perfect because he was moving into the cooling down phase.

“Hey,” I nodded with a smile. I had a great smile, and often just saying that drew a guy in. My body was just this side of perfection, and my gym clothes showed me off. My package was on display subtly. Guys couldn’t resist me.

“Hey,” he nodded back.

Then I lost focus. He had a wedding band. “Oh, you’re married.”

“And?”

I did not expect this. “I was actually looking for a cute stud to come to my place for some old fashioned drinking and fucking. But I’m sure your wife is expecting you.”

“So you think I’m a cute stud, huh?”

“You know you are.”

“I’m not married, and you’re hot.” He grinned.

I pulled him to me and kissed him; I pushed my tongue into his mouth. When I let him go, he took a deep breath. “Fuck, man, someone could see us.”

“I don’t give a shit.” I grabbed his crotch. “But if you do, we can go to your place or to mine.”

“Let’s go to yours,” he said. He got off the treadmill and walked rather quickly out of the gym. He followed me to his place and once inside, I began kissing him again. My hand could tell that his dick responded immediately. I pulled my shirt off as he went down on his knees and pulled my running shorts down. His mouth was warm and wet. If we had enough time, I could fill his mouth now and still load the condom with enough fluid to make him feel the change.

He began to lick my balls. Fuck, but I like that. Not enough guys like to get my sack wet with their tongues. He moved back to my dick, and I grabbed his ears and began to face fuck him. He was able to take all of my dick. I got so excited that I held the back of his head and shoved my cock all the way in and unloaded down his throat.

When he pushed back, saliva and cum dripped from his wet lips. His eyes were wet. “You fucking bastard,” he said as he stood back up and locked his mouth over mine. I was instantly hard again. “I want you to fuck my ass like you fucked my mouth.”

I pulled him into the bedroom and stripped him. I had condoms and lubes on the table next to the bed, so I pushed him down and bit his nipples. I kissed him hard and then moved my ass to his face. “I want you to lick my ass you piece of shit cunt. I began sucking his cock and searching for his hole with my fingers. He wasn’t very good at eating ass, so I changed positions and began to eat his. I got him nice and wet before adding some lube and shoving two fingers into him.

With a lubed condom on my cock, I pushed my fingers in him as far as I could. “Tell me that you want my dick. Come on, slut, tell me how much you want it.”

“I want it.”

“You want what?” I demanded.

“Your cock. Stick it in me.”

“You’re damned right I’ll give it to you.” I shoved my entire cock into him with one thrust. As he gasped, I covered his mouth and sucked his tongue into my mouth. His butt was nice and tight, and as I thrust in and out, he continued to moan. I was starting to build to my second orgasm when he came. The squeal was muffled by the lip lock.

I rolled over, pulling out as I did.

“That was fucking awesome,” he panted. “By the way, I’m Brandon, and I have to tell you that I lied to you. I am married, but the bitch won’t put out since we’ve had a kid. Besides, I like to get fucked. I’d like a regular buddy.”

Shit, I thought. I wanted to avoid married guys. They’re messy. “Well, you do give great head. I work out every day in the a.m. If you’re there, we can come back here and fuck.”

“I should probably go.” He sat up. “Thanks for the workout.” He stood, dressed, and left within a minute.

“Fast fucker,” I said out loud. Crap, I was hoping for a fuck in the shower. I went to my computer and logged in. I worked for about forty-five minutes before hopping in the shower. After the shower, I worked another two hours while jacking to some porn that played on my second laptop, and I contemplated going to a club that night.