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Between the Stacks Chapter 7
It was laundry day for Austin Hunter. He hated doing laundry with a fiery passion, but for some reason society frowned upon people running around naked, so he loaded up his hampers and put them in the back of his car. There was a Laundromat nearby that he went to when it came time to do his laundry. It was only a couple minutes away and usually wasn't that crowded this early in the morning.
When he got there, Austin saw only one other person. He thought he recognized him from the baseball team, but couldn't be sure. He walked over to the largest washers he could find and dumped his clothes in. The thing he hated the most about laundry was having to wait while the machines were going. Luckily there was a small table to one end of the place where people could sit, so he sat down and pulled out his book.
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Jesse Moralez never enjoyed doing laundry, but he was down to an old t-shirt and his swim trunks, so now he had to spend his Saturday morning at the local Laundromat doing his laundry. At least if he got there early enough there wouldn't be anybody else there and he could do his laundry in peace. And hopefully he wouldn't have to spend too long there.
He was just opening the washer when he saw the door open out of the corner of his eye. Great,' he thought. I was hoping no one else would be here.' He looked up and saw a guy his age walk through the door. Jesse couldn't be sure, but he thought he recognized the newcomer as someone from school. He thought about how he could have seen him, but nothing was coming to him. Jesse found himself staring over the washer as the other guy dumped his clothes into another washer and walked over to sit down at the table by the door.
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Austin sighed and looked up from his book, twisting his neck to work out the tension. He noticed the other laundry doer was still standing by his washer, and upon closer inspection, Austin realized that he was staring directly at him. Austin winked. No response came. Austin chuckled to himself, closed his book and stood up, walking over to stand directly across from the other guy.
"Come here often?" Austin knew it was a corny pick-up line, but he didn't really care. He was only interested in making contact. The other guy blinked rapidly a couple of times and then seemed to notice that Austin was no longer across the room, but was now standing right in front of him.
"Sorry. I -- I'm Jesse. Jesse Moralez." He extended his hand across the washer and Austin took it in his own.
"Austin Hunter. It's nice to meet you. I couldn't help noticing that you were staring so I thought I would come over and introduce myself."
Jesse looked down suddenly. "Sorry about that. I don't know what came over me. Sorry."
"No worries. I would have been staring at you too."
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Jesse was pretty sure he hadn't heard that correctly. Austin would have been staring too? Did that mean Austin was interested in him? Jesse looked straight into Austin's eyes. He noticed that they were the exact shade of honey. He wanted Austin, to feel Austin, to...taste Austin. He licked his lips as he thought about it. He faintly heard Austin chuckle.
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Austin made his way around the washer and stood next to Jesse. His eyes travelled down Jesse's entire body and back up. He licked his lips as he took in every inch of Jesse. He leaned in and whispered in Jesse's ear.
"Ya know, I can think of something to occupy our time while we wait for our clothes." He winked suggestively as he walked off in the direction of the restroom. He didn't care to look back to make sure that Jesse was following him. He didn't have to. He knew that Jesse would follow him.
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Jesse entered the bathroom to find Austin sitting on the toilet, his hard dick exposed. Jesse closed the door and walked over, kneeling down in front of Austin.
"So," Jesse asked as he took Austin's dick in his hand. "Does this have something to do with what you were thinking?" He leaned in and licked the tip of Austin's dick. Austin only moaned in response. Jesse took that as a sign that he was doing something right. He licked down the length of Austin's dick, wetting every one of the hard nine inches.
"Mmm it's possible," Austin replied as he bucked his hips, looking for a warm hole in which to plant his throbbing member.
Jesse brought his lips back to the tip of Austin's dick and parted them, lowering them on the fleshy rod. He slowly lowered his mouth until he felt the head hit the back of his throat. Using the standard trick, Jesse took a breath through his nose and allowed Austin's dick to enter his throat. Austin, overwhelmed by the sensations, began to fuck Jesse's face. Jesse made some gurgled sounds as Austin fucked his mouth. It really hurt Jesse's throat, but he was so intent on tasting Austin that he didn't care.
Austin wasn't planning on cumming. All he knew was that one moment he was fucking Jesse's throat and the next cum was spilling out of his dick and into the warm orifice. Jesse swallowed the load, only spilling a few drops that leaked out of the corners of his mouth. He pulled off of Austin's dick and stood up, leaning over the toilet to kiss Austin, sharing some of his cum. Austin was in ecstasy. He and Jesse somehow managed to trade places and Austin was soon on his knees, Jesse's ten, uncut inches in his mouth.
Jesse never knew getting head could feel this good. Austin was better at it than any girl Jesse had ever dated. The way he licked up and down the hard pole, the way he swirled his tongue around the head, the way he sucked Jesse's balls -- first one, then the other -- it was pure pleasure. Jesse knew that the sensations would send him over the edge soon, that he wouldn't last. No sooner had he thought this he was shooting his load into Austin's mouth.
Austin sucked down every drop of the tasty protein. He had learned to truly appreciate the taste of cum. It wasn't his favorite taste in the world, but knowing where it came from, how he pleasured another guy, made the taste worth the sting in the back of his throat. He pulled off of Jesse's dick, his own already hard again. Still kneeling, he guided Jesse in turning around, bending over the toilet, pressing his tongue into the virgin hole.
Jesse knew what was coming. He wasn't sure how he felt about getting fucked for the first time. He never really thought of himself as gay, or even bisexual. All he knew was that as Austin was rimming him, he wanted nothing more than for Austin to slide his big dick into him and fuck him nine ways to Sunday. In fact, with the wave of pleasure spreading over him from his sphincter, Austin could have his wicked way with him any time he wanted.
Austin stood behind Jesse, ass perfectly prepped for the fucking he was about to receive. He lined his dick up with Jesse's hole and slowly pushed in. Jesse groaned in pain but still Austin pushed in. Jesse was panting as Austin's dick reached its base. Austin pulled out, not giving Jesse time to adjust, pushing in again. He increased the speed, his balls slapping against Jesse's. Jesse was loving everything, Austin's rough fuck turning him on even more.
Austin reached a hand down to grip Jesse's dick, jerking him off in time with his thrusts. He loved the way the pulsating phallus felt in his hand as he slid his own into Jesse's tight hole. He wouldn't last long, but he didn't want this to end. He pulled out, Jesse groaning in protest. He maneuvered their bodies until he was sitting on the toilet, Jesse facing him. He guided Jesse into position, Jesse impaling himself on the large rod.
Jesse rode Austin's dick as best he could. He was new to all this and still hadn't quite gotten the hang of things. He reached down and started to jerk his dick as he fucked himself on Austin's dick. Thankfully Austin was guiding him as he bounced on the hard member or else this could have been a total disaster. Austin must have thought it pretty much was because soon he was moving again.
Austin thought the current position was a bit awkward, mostly because it was a toilet and in and of itself not the most comfortable thing on which one could sit, but also because there really was no way for Jesse to get the footing necessary to ride a dick. Wrapping his arms around Jesse, he swiftly maneuvered them so that Jesse was, more or less sitting on the toilet and Austin was standing in front of him. This was Austin's favorite position when he fucked a guy because he enjoyed watching their face as he came inside their ass.
Jesse worked his own dick as Austin fucked him. All thoughts of laundry were long gone from his mind. All he could think about was Austin, and even that was a bit scrambled, all thoughts incoherent. He jerked his dick rapidly, on the cusp of orgasm. With a loud moan -- akin to a scream really -- Jesse sprayed cum all over Austin's taut body, as well as his own muscular chest. As he did so, his ass clamped even tighter around Austin's dick, causing him to unload inside of Jesse's ass. As he came, he leaned down and bit Jesse's skin, right where his collar bone was. The pleasure was too much for Austin.
Austin somehow slid to a seated position, leaning against the wall, Jesse on his lap, Austin's deflating dick still in his ass. They kissed in post-coital passion for what seemed like ages. Finally the pair stood up and began to get dressed. Austin put his shirt on over his cum-covered torso. Thankfully it was black and no one would really be able to notice. He slid Jesse's boxers on before pulling his pants on. Jesse was too incoherent to notice that he didn't have any boxers on when he pulled his pants on.
They left the restroom, walking over to their respective washers, removing their clothes. They put them into adjacent dryers before going over to sit at the table. They spent the rest of the time talking. Austin wondered if maybe they could do this again sometime.