Diego

It was Just the other night, the weather warming up in Maryland, when Diego texted me in the early evening. This was not usual, as Diego usually texted me in the afternoon, and his text read, “wyd”, I replied back, “nothing”, although I was in the middle of doing some things around the house, but I know I’d never refuse Diego at anytime of the day or night. He replied, “8”, which I interpreted as “8:00”, so I replied “yes Sir”

I like that with Diego and I there are no endless text exchanges that lead to nowhere. Everything is arranged quickly and with no fuss. I know what he wants, he knows I’ll give it to him. This has become the perfect arrangement, at least for me.

I did my usual clean out routine, put on an old jockstrap and jeans, a t-shirt and out the door I went. I drove over and was there in less than 10 minutes. It was already dark, but it was still rather warm for this time of year.

I parked and walked up the path to the door of his building. He caught me by surprise, sitting on the steps, wearing a pair of long shorts and t-shirt, smoking a blunt. He saw me coming towards him and he stood up and began to walk towards the alley. He didn’t look back to see if I was following him, but confidently knew I would be there, a few feet behind him. He walked further down the alley then the last time he fucked me outdoors, and I was becoming nervous, as he walked further away from any street lights, to where the alley butted up against a few trees.

He walled into the treed area and stopped, and leaned against the tree, once again taking the lit blunt into his mouth to inhale. I could just  make out in the darkness that Diego nodded his head signaling me to come to him, and as I did he pointed to the ground.  

I got onto my knees, I’m sure the dirt on the ground would be all over my jeans, but I didn’t care. As I sunk down to my knees, Diego expedited the process by pushing my head down. Then he pushed down his shorts and said “open up faggot”, and his semi-hard 9.5” dick hung low. He pointed his cock to my mouth, and pushed inside. It wasn’t long before I felt his cock harden and he was gripping my head tightly, fucking my throat like a savage. All the gagging, gurgling, and drooling only fuck my face harder. It seemed my struggle got him more excited. I was trying to concentrate on my job, letting Diego use my throat as he wished.

Diego pulled his wet cock out of my mouth, and said, “keep that mouth open faggot”, and he tapped the end of his blunt and the ashes fell on my tongue. Then he put the blunt out on my t-shirt. I swallowed the ashes and they were unpleasant. He said again, “keep your faggot mouth open bitch”, and he resumed a vicious assault on my throat. It felt like my jaws would become unhinged. I nearly passed out by the time Diego rammed his cock down my throat so hard and pumped his load there. It was wonderful to feel the hot seed splash down my throat.

I wondered if we were finished given he came so hard and we were outdoors. I should have known better. He pulled his cock down my throat, and said, “look at me faggot”. Then he spit on my face and looked me in the eyes, spit again, and said, “you want more dick faggot”. I said, “yes Sir”. And he said, “show me that faggot ass”.

I stood up, pulled down my jeans, bent over and hugged the tree trunk in front of me. Diego smacked my ass several times spitting on his cock and stroking it before spitting down into my crack, pointing his thick cock at my rectum and roughly pushed inside. The anticipation of feeling Diego’s thick rod inside me made me anxious to welcome him inside. However, his cock is so thick and so long, it usually hurts like hell for a couple of minutes before my hole relaxes and I’m feeling good. When he first entered, I think I shrieked. He smacked my ass and said very tersely ”shut the fuck up faggot”. And as if to challenge me further, he gripped my hips and began to pump inside me with even more rigor.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to keep the moaning to a minimum. It wasn’t easy. Diego fucks like a stallion. He knows he’s got a big dick and a beautiful body and uses it confidently. There is no hesitation, Diego takes what he wants and he does what he wants. I’m just a receptacle for his needs. I felt like a real slut bent over, hugging a tree, taking a huge dick up my ass in the cover of darkness in a back alley. This was seedy, and I loved every second of it. I was glad I wore a tight enough jockstrap to keep that metal cage intact or it would have been flopping around and uncomfortable.

Diego removed his right hand from my waist and reached up to my shoulder, grabbing it tightly as he continued to buck up into me. I was sweating, and I’m sure he was given he was giving it to me with such intensity. After at least 20 minutes, I felt his cock swell just a little bit larger inside me, and I knew my guts would soon be flooded with baby juice. I think I yelled out instinctively, “oh yeah, please breed me Sir, fuck me Sir”. Diego grabbed my ass with his left hand while still holding onto my shoulder with his right, and his cock jutted inside and seconds later, I could feel it twitching inside my sensitive hole. The twitches were strong. I squeezed down and rocked my ass to milk out all that I could get. With a final squeeze I removed my freshly filled hole from his dick, spun around and deep throated his glistening wet cock. I moaned, licking and kissing up and down, moaning. I wanted more.

Diego backed his dick away from me. Pulled up his shorts, and just walked off. He ended things rather abruptly. It took me a few seconds to realize he wasn’t coming back. So I stood up, brushed off my knees, and pulled up my jeans, and tried to get them as cleaned off as I could.

It was now pushing 9pm, it was a weeknight, but my hole wanted another load. I wished I could contact some of the men Diego had me service, but I would never just show up to their homes without notice. And I’d never want to piss Diego off like that. So as I walked back to my car, I texted a fuck bud of mine, Blake.
he said he was getting ready for bed. I replied back, “please my hole really needs dick”. And he agreed to fuck me.

I drove off quickly, and in 15 min I was at his door. He opened it and welcomed me inside. We walked back to his bedroom and I took off my clothes. Blake asked me if I fell in the dirt. I told him “no, I was just fucked by some trees”. He said that was hot, and he bent me over the bed on my knees and began fletching out Diego’s load as it dripped out of me. Blake is an expert rimmer, and giving him some cum to eat made it even better.

Blake was so turned on he got hard pretty quickly. He’s got a very think 9”, uncut dick. It’s one that is not a shower it’s definitely a grower. With my hole being so wet and open, Blake slipped inside easily. After a few minutes, his cock grew to fullness, and it started to feel so amazing against my prostate. I began to fuck myself back into his cock, my speed and intensity building, and my hole tightened and I knew I was getting close. I was wild now and bucking like a bronco, and I screamed, “ohhh fuck, I’m gonna cum, oh fuck, OOOH FUUCK!”, and my jockstrap was soaked in my own cum.

Blake pulled his cock out of my hole, pulled my jockstrap off of me, and shoved it into my mouth as he flipped me onto my back, planting my feet on his pecs, and pushed inside. I was tasting my own load and Blake was like a beast, tearing up my hole with his uncut horse meat, pushing further inside until he, too, emptied his nut, planting his seed deep inside me.

That was exactly the fuck I needed. I hadn’t cum in quite some time, and Blake definitely got me there with who’s expert rimming skills and so hard and letting me run his cock head against my p-spot until I burst! I drove home relieved. It was getting late and I had to work in the morning. I stripped down to my jock and fell fast asleep.