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After the fire is gone
This is a POV story. Written in two part dialogue.
- "Love is where you find it, when you find no love at home,cause there's nothing cold as ashes after the fire is gone!"
Well the fire between my hubby and me had gone out a long time ago and even though we keep hanging on there isn't any sparks left anymore. We don't even sleep in the same bed anymore, we've become roommates with a mutual understanding that we can go look for a fire when we need to. I go looking far more often than my spouse does but it was on a rainy night in the South Side of Johannesburg that I found a fire that burnt so hot it kept me going for a long time to come.
I was cruising through the busy streets of Rosetenville, a suburb south of Johannesburg where you can find whatever you're looking for, from a prostitute to dope dealer, from midnight cafes to gay bars. Anything and almost everything was available on the street corners of Rosetenville. I was on my way to a jazz bar in the heart of this busy hub. A gay bar known as 'Sinsations'. It was a little more than just a bar, they also had dark rooms with single beds and a viewing lounge if you wanted to watch porn and a short and winding maize with gloryholes. I wasn't in the habit of fucking in the club, although it happened a few times before. I much rather preferred to rent a hotel room for the evening and get on with my business there. Sinsations was situated on a corner with big glass windows as a shop front, tainted black with bold red print displaying the name and nature of the business. There was ample parking in the lot next to it and judging by the amount of cars it was already extremely busy. I'm sure there'd be some fine pickings tonight. I parked my car and rounded the corner to the big entrance that opened up onto the main road. I paid my cover charge and as I walked in I waited a minute for my eyes to adjust to the dark, dimly lit area and then proceeded to make my way to the bar.
** I noticed him when he walked into the bar and as he parked his lanky athletic frame upon a bar stool I quickly tried to sum him up. He was wearing blue jeans and stetson boots with a dark red shirt with short sleeves. And a wedding band. Now that was interesting. I took a sip of my wine and continued to peruse what I was sure would be my catch for the evening. He was athletic build but not too bulky, with brown wavy hair that he kept trimmed short and piercing green eyes. Most times I can tell with 100 % certainty what a guy's cock looks like and this Casanova had a big dick, of that I was sure. I was almost sure, judging by his nails that he was uncut and by the shape of his nose I could tell that he was a show-er not a grower and that his cock curved upwards. But what I couldn't tell was whether he was a fast fuck or if he would take his time. I'm Joey, by the way, and I'm 28 years old. I only recently moved to Johannesburg and this was only my third time here at this jazz bar. But so far it's paid off for me, I've always had sex every time I came here. I have a slight build, skinny with a small waist and a tight ass. You can probably tell I'm a bottom, but know this... I'm no ordinary bottom. I'm a power bottom looking for a power top, so far the guys I've met here haven't matched up to standard but looking at the hunk that walked in now, I was sure my luck was gonna change tonight. I decided it was time to move in closer and go take a look at what the gods of gay sex had given me tonight. I emptied my glass and headed to the bar for a refill.
*I was drinking my lager and getting comfortable enjoying the slow sounds of the music when suddenly I heard a sweet voice next to me call the barman for a refill. I turned to see who had such a melodic voice and found myself staring into the biggest, bluest eyes I'd ever seen. I could tell he was a bit younger than me, I was 35 and reckoned him to be in his late 20's. He was slender and his golden blonde hair complimented his blue eyes and he's sun tanned skin. He ordered a glass of wine and I told the barman to add it to my tab! "Thank you" he said politely as he raised his glass to mine for a toast. "I'm Joey" he said "And who do I have the pleasure of thanking for this drink?". I introduced myself "The name is Matthew and it's a pleasure getting a drink for a sexy lad like yourself" I said. He took the stool next to mine and in a sultry voice he asked "Are you alone tonight?" as he gestured to my wedding ring with his eyes. "I'm alone, and no, I don't bother taking off the ring, just like my marriage it's lots it's glow and is only there for the show" was my reply.
"Well Matthew, I'm lonesome too and definitely in need of some company." he purred as he sipped on his wine. I could tell he's had a drink or two more than me, so I finished my beer, ordered another and a shot of tequila for us each. "I haven't seen you around here before Joey, where does a cute guy like you hang out?" I enquired as we downed the tequila and ordered another shot. He responded with a twinkle in his eye "I'm new to town Matthew and it just so happens that it's your lucky night tonight. The fact that you haven't seen me before obviously means you haven't met the best yet." I couldn't help but laugh, I knew there and then that I was gonna fuck Joey tonight." I won't consider myself lucky till the night is through " I retorted with a hint of sarcasm. We had another round of drinks and a few more shots of tequila before I broached the subject of leaving. "So, obviously we can't go back to my place Joey, but I know a spot just down the road where the rooms are cheap and available all night long! What you say we go test my luck?" He gave me a sly boyish smile and said "Prepare yourself for the time of your life!" I was hoping he was right, that there was gonna be some hot action and that he wasn't all talk.
** I followed him in my car, down the road to a 'rent by the hour' hotel room. I knew he was horny and like most men couldn't wait to get his rocks off. But tonight was my treat. I was going to get as much pleasure from Matthew as I could take. He signed us in and we went upstairs to the room. We didn't turn on any lights, the neon signs coming from the street and the street lamps illuminated the room enough for us to see where and what we were doing. I preferred it this way. The cheap seady hotel room with its suspicious stained linen added to the atmosphere of cheaters sex with a married man. He walked over to the window and gazed out into the street as he slowly undid his buttons. I moved up behind him, took his hands in mine and wrapped them around my body to reach my tight rounded ass. I took over from him and continued to unbutton his shirt as I softly kissed him on his neck. With his shirt off I moved my hands all over his body. Caressing his biceps and trailing his torso, around his nipples and down his love trail to the buckle of his belt. I unbuckled his belt and gave his cock a good hard squeeze while it was still restricted in his jeans. He was almost hard. I undid his belt and his zipper, pulled his semi stiff cock from his pants and proceeded to rub his dick. Up and down all along the shaft, as we were standing in front of the window staring at the city skyline in the distance. As I was jerking him slowly I was kissing the nape of his neck ever so softly.
*Joey stood behind me with my cock in his hand and my hands wrapped around him, fondling his ass. Joey was a lucky boy, flaccid my cock measured 16cm, I was uncut and my shaft was thick. My pubes were bushy but trimmed neatly. My foreskin was thick and covered my cock head like a hood. It was moving back and forth over my cock head as Joey was slowly working my shaft with his practiced hand. I turned around, my jeans on my hips and my c hanging down over my zipper, I kissed him gently, taking his head in my hands I tilted his head back and began softly biting him in his neck around his ear lobe and tickling his adams apple with my tongue while gently rubbing his nipples through his shirt. I moved him over to the bed, took off my boots and my jeans and threw them Ina corner. I was hot and ready to fuck.
** Once I had Matthew naked on the bed, I quickly undressed myself, half ripping my shirt off my back. I pushed him over, and he fell flat on the bed. I took his hard cock in my hot mouth and started sucking. I sucked hard on Matthew's cock, opening my throat and taking all 8 inches of him down my throat. I learned early on in life how to control my gag reflux and was able to suck his cock deep down into my throat. His whole body trembled as I was sucking his fat shaft. His big low hanging balls tightened and puckered up with pleasure. I let his cock slip out of my throat and with my lips I sucked on his thick foreskin tasting his pre cum and the smelling his sex. Matthew was still lying on his back when I released his cock from my mouth and worked my way up to his nipples. I was biting at his nipples, our bodies on top of each other and our cocks rubbing together when he put his hands around my waist and lifted me up so that I was sitting on his lap.
Using a finger he lubed me up with some spit and started working my hole. I grabbed onto his fat shaft and straddling his lap with my legs clenched tight against his I lowered myself onto his big fat dick. Once he was in I took the lead and started riding his cock. I was moving my hips to a silent beat, fast and furious, buckling with every thrust I gave. My hole tightened around his big cock as he slapped my ass from beneath. It stung and I loved it. "Yes! More!" I encouraged him and he kept on slapping my ass. Then he started pinching my nipples and I went wild.
- Joey was buckling on top of my shaft like a real pro and he loved being spanked, which turned me on even more. Joey didn't have a very big dick, about 6 inches but that was fine, I wanted to abuse his ass and his mouth. I turned him over onto his back, positioned his legs around my waist and pinning his arms above his head I started fucking his ass hard. I plowed into him deep and fast and hard, making him cry out in pain, or so I thought, but it was a yelp of pleasure. He loved it ruff. "You like it hard don't you, you little fucker?" I said as I thrust my shaft in his hole. I was balls deep and slammed my cock hard and fast against his love spot. "Fuck me harder" he cried. And I did, I didn't hold back. I covered his mouth with my hand as I went to town abusing his tight hole and ripping him apart. His back arched with pleasure. He took his he took his small cock in his hand and started jerking off, he wanted to cum. I put my hands around his ass, lifted it off the bed, just a bit, and carried on fucking him hard. "Cum in my ass" he begged and I didn't waste a minute, just as he began dribbling cum from his cock I shot my first load, straight up his ass. I kept shooting, ropes of cum, 6 or 7, maybe more shots until my cum was leaking out of his ass hole, all the while still fucking him and not slowing down.
It was hot and the sex was great. We exchanged numbers and made a vow to meet again. This time for much hornier and nastier sex than just a drunken quicky.