Diego

I hadn’t had any contact with Diego in several weeks. Things with Sir Jace were getting more intense, so I wasn’t too concerned, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I missed that 9.5” thick dick of destruction. I figured by now he’d found another faggot to fuck and maybe I’d run out my course and grew bored of me.

Well, when I least expected it on a weekday afternoon after lunch, I heard my phone ping on my desk, and the message was simple and effective, “faggot 6”. Code for “faggot be here at 6 and be ready to have your throat and ass fucked within an inch of your life”! Servicing Diego is always a challenge. I’m truly used just for my holes, nothing more. That’s what makes it so hot, at least for me.

I was giddy for the rest of the afternoon. My sensory memory kicked in and I closed my eyes. I could almost feel that steel hard fuck rod deep down my throat and deep in my ass. I opened my eyes when my desk phone rang. I knew I’d better stop daydreaming, or better said “dick-dreaming”.

The rest of the day went by fast enough and I raced home to get ready for some deep dicking. I went through my usual douching regime and before long I was good to go. I wasn’t sure if we’d be playing inside or out, but it didn’t matter, as long as I’d get that cock. I threw on a yellow classic Bike jockstrap, tank top, some shorts, tennis shoes and made my way over. It was over 90F, just the walk to the car had me a little sweaty.

Arriving a few minutes later, I parked and walked up to Diego’s building. Not seeing him outside, I was relieved we’d be playing inside. I opened the door to his building, and then his apartment door. Diego wasn’t  in his living room. I heard him scream out, “get in here, faggot”! I stripped at the door down to my jock and quickly ran towards the bedroom.

There he was, sitting up in bed, over the sheet, completely naked, one arm up over his head, exposing his hairy pit, the other hand gripping his mighty cock, slowly stroking. His beard had grown a tad longer, and fuller, his eyes, still steely and cold glued to the straight porn playing in his television. His legs so long, his feet dangled off the edge of the bed. Those thighs, lean, not an ounce of fat on them. His legs were spread wide. A sight to behold, for sure. The whir of the window air conditioner drowned  out the volume of the porn.

I stared a moment too long, “suck my dick, faggot”. I leaped onto the bed, on my stomach and my face was on top of his dick. He removed his hand, and his arms now both clasped behind his head. I opened as wide as I could, and slowly lowered my head engulfing Diego’s 9.5” all the way down my throat. One hand came crashing down on the back of head and pushed it down. I was breathing hard through my nose.

Diego let go after a minute and I rose up to gasp for air. Diego closed his eyes and both arms again clasped over his head, and did the next 15-20 min, i slobbered all over his cock and balls. Audible moans escaping from me, I truly enjoyed serving such a beautiful and worthy alpha dick. I was in all my glory.

Suddenly, Diego pushed my head off his dick and pushed me off the bed. He stood beside it and angrily yelled, “on your knees faggot”! And I knelt before him. “Open ya mouth fucker”, I opened, and he plunged right inside. Holding my head in a vice grip, he brutally fucked my face. Gurgling, choking, retching, slobbering, eyes tearing. I held onto Diego’s thighs for dear life as he used my throat, punching his cock through my esophagus until he buried his seed there. His balls were a wet mess as I’d slobbered so much.

My jaw ached after he releases me. I put my hand to my throat. He held onto me so tightly, i was sure there’s be bruising on my neck. There was no time to regroup. Diego’s angry cock never deflates after cumming, and it was time to get fucked. He slapped my face hard and screamed, “get your faggot ass on the bed, NOW”. I jumped quickly, ass up, bent down so my face was in the mattress. Diego smacked my ass a few times, stinging my cheeks. He pulled them apart and I felt spit dripping down my crack.

That would be all the lube I’d get, Diego stood behind me, gripped my hips, and punched through my sphincter. I yelled into the mattress. The pain was intense. With no warmup, a 9.5” baseball bat intrusion isn’t easy. I worked through the initial moments of pain and my hole began to relax as Diego penetrated me at full force.

Diego is long-winded. He fucked me hard and deep. His cock is so long, he was hitting spots that are normally hit by a fist. Every time I’d pull forward, he’d smack my ass and pull me back, becoming more hostile each time, “don’t move faggot”, he’d yell. I finally gave up resisting, took a deep breath, and pushed out. Diego liked that, he fucked even harder and then I heard him grunt as he filled my ass with his seed.

He remained inside me, and still hard as stone. He pulled my legs from under me and I collapsed onto my stomach. I could feel the cock cage crash into the mattress. Diego climbed on top of me and his entire muscles body was on top of mine. I felt small. He continued to slowly fuck inside me, churning his load. This went on for awhile and then he rose up, pulled my arms behind my back and head onto my wrists as he deep dicked my ass, knocking the wind out of me. I screamed, “oh fuck, oh fuck”. Diego struck my ass hard and yelled, “shut up faggot”, and pulled back in my wrists harder, stretching my shoulders. He pulled harder and he fucked harder. I felt him tense up as he shot his third load of the night right up my chute!

When his organs subsided, he rolled off me and stood up. He didn’t ask, I knew my job. I cleaned the cum and my ass juice off his cock and balls. There was a lot to clean. Cum sticking in his wiry pubes and dripping down his balls. I eagerly lapped it up. When I was finished, Diego walked toward the living room, grabbed my shorts and tank top and threw them into the hallway. He looked at me and said, “get out, faggot”.

I walked out the door and heard him slam the door shut. With cum dripping out of my ass and down my leg, I ran to get my shorts on, just grabbed my shirt and walked quickly towards the car. I turned on the AC, and I could see the widest smile on my face in the rear view mirror. That cock makes me feel alive!