Quinton during quarantine

The next couple days I didn't see Quinton in the alley, though I kept up the routine at the same time each day. I was starting to wonder if he was freaked out. 

Finally, on Tuesday I was out with the dog and he ran around the garage. Thinking he was after a squirrel I ran quickly after him, and slammed full body into Quinton. The dog was sitting obediently at his feet.

"Hey Mikey, how you been?" He said with a smirk that could make a nun cum.

"I've been good. I thought you were freaked out or something since I hadn't seen you in a few days."

"Yeah, sorry about that, I picked up a couple extra shifts at work." He said.

 The dog was pressing himself closer to Quinton. We both chuckled and looked down at the dog. He looked totally contented.

In that moment I felt myself being pulled forward. 

There was a space between my neighbors garage and mine that was barely wide enough to stand in, but Quinton had pulled us into it.

His hands somehow snaked around my waist and were squeezing my ass. his tongue pried my lips apart and we were kissing deep. He was so fucking good at it too.

I could feel his cock growing between us. It was just as I remembered long and fat. 

The dog barked and we pulled apart. Looking into each other's eyes I could see unbridled lust.

I knew that there wasn't time for much else. So, with a quick peck on the lips I told him I needed to go back in.

"He doesn't even pay attention to you, does he?" He asked with an edge in his voice. 

I shook my head and went back around the garage. The dog was lying in front of the back door like a good boy. 

As I stepped through the door my husband came down the stairs with a suitcase in hand. For a brief moment I was nervous he'd seen me. He was rushing around a bit and then came over and kissed my forehead.

"One of our biggest clients had their whole system go down, I have to fly out to New York for a few days. I'll call you tonight." 

With that he was out the door to an Uber he must have called while packing.

I stood on the deck watching him get in the car, out if the corner of my eye I saw movement in the alley and saw Quinton heading back up the alley.

I made my way to the back and greeted him. 

"Have you had lunch?" I asked with a smirk and slight quiver in my voice.

"Was that your husband that just drove off in that Uber?" He asked, his smirk growing.

"He is on his way to meet with a client in New York" I said back.

"Nah, I haven't eaten yet, you got somethin tasty for me to eat?" He asked biting his bottom lip.

I nodded and told him to get in the house. 

As soon as we were through the door, his lips were on mine. His tongue conquering my mouth like an invading army. I'd been too caught up in the possibility of getting caught before to notice how good this man smelled.

One hand snaked around the back of his head, pulling him closer to me, while the other hand gripped his throbbing cock. 

He deftly undid my pants and his hand went down the back of my pants. A finger pressed against my asshole. He pressed slighted against it. 

"When was the last time you were properly fucked baby?"

"Too long…" I said gasping.

He spun me around and pushed down my pants.

"Damn baby, I'd be riding this pussy daily." He growled in my ear.

He pushed up the back of my shirt and kissed his way down my back. When he got to the small of my back my while body broke out in goosebumps. Then I flew the cool air on my hole as he pulled my cheeks apart. The cool air was quickly replaced by the warm, wetness of his tongue.

He went into my ass like a starving man. Eating my hole with gusto. I put my arm up in front of me and clamped my mouth on it to keep from crying out. Finally, the pleasure he was giving me was too great and I let out a howl of pleasure. 

He stood and leaned against me, "You like that, don't you?" Flicking my ear with his tongue.

"Fuck yeah, I love it" I moaned.

Just as I finished what I said, I felt the fat, blunt head if his cock press against my hole. 

"Relax baby…" he cooed in my ear.

I thought of our time in the garage, how good it felt to have his cock in my mouth, how good his cum tasted. It must have been all I needed because I felt his sink into me. It felt like he was sliding a baseball bat into my guts.

"Damn, you took half in one go Mikey, your pussy is hungry." 

I glanced back at him with a naughty smirk and pushed myself back onto another inch or two of his cock.

The growl that came from his chest was animalistic and he thrust into me. I felt the rough pubic hair of his crotch on my ass. Once he bottomed out, he stopped and rested. 

His hands slid up my back, under my shirt. His hands were soft and strong. They massaged their way up my back. Once he reached my shoulders he pulled me back onto his cock, grinding deep inside me.

He pulled back slightly and slammed back into me. We both let out a low, gravely, growl. Then he pulled back again, further this time, and slowly but firmly pushed back into me. 

I'd braces myself against the counter in front of me, but let go of my grip long enough to pull my shirt over my head. I could tell he approved from the whistle.

"You ready for me baby?" He asked. 

"Fuck me Quin, fuck me" I said, breathlessly.

He pulled almost all the way out, I felt the veins in his cock as he did. They were like speed bumps. Just as the head was about to pop out, he slammed back inside. Then he did it again, and again. It was mere minutes before we were both moaning. I'm sure anyone walking by could hear us.

"Fuck you feel so good in me Quin, so fucking good." I cried out.

"Yeah baby? You like my cock Mikey? You want me to breed your pussy?"

"Fuck yeah, breed me Quin." I said, slamming my ass back onto his cock. 

Looking over my shoulder, I started started riding back on his cock. His eyes locked on mine, he grinned. He knew he had me. 

I could feel his massive cock swelling in me. 

"Mikey I'm gonna fuckin cum, you want it?" He cried out.

"Breed me Quin, cum in me baby." 

I could feel myself getting ever closer. My body covered in goosebumps, and my body electrified. I felt the warmth building from deep inside me. 

My orgasm was building from a place deeper than anything I'd felt before. It was like my whole body was convulsing. At the exact moment I thought I couldn't take any more Quinton reach around and tweaked my nipple. 

"Ahhhh fuuuckkkk" Quinton cried out, as I felt his load flooding my insides. 

A high pitched whine, followed by a series of grunts escaped my lips. I've always been a big shooter and I knew that this was going to be especially heavy. 

I felt Quintons weight collapse on my back, his skin clammy with sweat. His weight was almost comforting. We stayed this way for a few minutes, his cock long enough it stayed in me even when soft.

He pulled himself out of me and we stood. My body aching a bit from exertion. 

He spun me around and kissed me.

" That was incredible Mikey."

"You're incredible Quinton." I said, in a post orgasmic stupor.

He chuckled and kissed me, this was a more chaste kiss. He looked him my eyes and rested his forehead on mine.

"Baby, I need more of you." He said to me as his eyes searched mine.

"I need more of you too Quin." 

Just then my phone buzzed, it was my husband. I answered and it sounded like he butt dialed me. I could hear him moaning. At first I wondered if he was in the bathroom jerking off. 

Then I heard a distinct voice, "I'm so glad he bought it, fuck me Andy. Oh God fuck me."

There was no doubt in my mind whose voice it was saying it, it was my brother.