As I got to my stop I was snapped out of my daydream by the loud speaker at the front of the bus. I hated when that happened, especially when they were sex day dreams. I had those often, especially for the last few weeks, since I had not been fucked in a while after my breakup. As I stepped off the bus I was hit by a wave of thick heat coming from the street. I immediately regret having worn all black to work; but I was glad to finally be home and rip off my clothes to my normal running shorts and muscle shirt. For about a month now I had finally noticed the difference everyone talked about in my appearance. The thick in my body was being replaced with a new muscle type of thick. Which I loved; for once in my life I was completely comfortable being naked in front of a man. I slowly wore more and more revealing shorts to the gym. Enough to where when I stretched on a foam pad, and my balls and cock were clearly visible to anyone who walked by. I wasn't where I wanted to be but I was pleased with he results so far. I was about 5'10 235lbs, medium dark skin, some hair and big balls to match my uncut Mexican cock. My brown almond-shaped eyes were now very obvious on my once found face. And my thighs began to fill in all my pants exactly where I wanted them to, especially in the black chinos I wore today. As I walked on the newly paved sidewalk I remembered the treat my eyes had gotten in the morning when I was leaving for work. Unlike my queeny friends I'd always had a thing for dad type guys (probably because of my daddy issues and my need to feel taken care of and dominated at the same time) To my demise I noticed the workers had finished for the day but were finishing lunch under a tree out of one of the trucks right outside my complex. I was immediately self conscious being around so many straight me so I scurried to get inside my floor level apartment. I'd never felt comfortable around groups of straight men, let alone a group of rugged dudes like these. As I got home I realized I should get my mail now and not have to dread walking back out to do so later. I was too busy finding my key that I didn't notice that one of the workers was hiding behind the mailbox taking a piss. I must've had an obvious reaction because he jumped at the sound and turned away in an effort to hide himself. I stood there and the only thing I could muster up was "hey man it's okay". He chuckled and responded with a booming voice "my bad bro". But it was too late I had, by default, already caught a good glimpse of his fat uncut cock and the heavy pair of balls that hung low on that hot summer afternoon. He shoved himself back into his Levi's as I fished for important envelopes in the pile of coupons and cable ads that is my mailbox, I got what I needed and was on my way back, when I heard the deep voice chuckling and saying "you got a good enough look?" I froze and felt like my stomach had fallen out of my ass...
When I finally turned back, after what seemed like a decade, I finally got a head-to-toe look of this papacito. He must've been 30 or 32 years old, about 6'2 or 6'3, 260lbs of hard working muscle and corn fed man. His bronzed skin perfectly defined his stubbled jaw and had a pair of beautiful dark eyes that sat below thick brows. His pants like any hardworking man were distressed and wasted which contoured his strong legs and fat bulge. The Dodgers baseball cap and ring-tan he wore were like the cherry on-top of an ice cream sundae..
I felt a cold bead of sweat drip down my back which brought me down to earth. Before my mind could even fully process what had happened in the last minute he asked "is this your place?" I out of a miracle or something had enough wit to respond " no I just hang out here". Much to my surprise he laughed and said "you're cute man, what's your name?" I gave him my name and confessed to him how handsome I found him and explained how I would've never imagined he'd be into guys, let alone a guy like me. I then found out his name was Frank. Frank was 33 and had recently divorced. As I stood there pretending to listen to his life I vividly imagined what I would let him do to me if I could get him inside my apartment. I had come up with a sort of plan which I thought ,if he was interested, would play along too. With little effort my plan worked..
Before I could blink Frank had me pinned to the wall of my living room. His smell was intoxicating, it was of body wash and musk. I closed my eyes and let myself be engulfed by this man who I had just met 15 minutes ago. As he pushed up on me I felt all of him, I felt his beast like passion and I felt his cock pulse on my hip telling me he was ready. I pulled his t shirt over his head but left his cap and jeans on. Once off, his beautiful chest was revealed. It it was covered in a light layer of hair that gathered at his navel down to his waist band. I pulled him back and looked him in the eyes and we said nothing. Our bodies told each other that we needed one another. Once on my bed I felt his weight on me and it felt amazing. It had been months since I felt a man on me, let alone inside of me. He pushed me back on to the bed and turned me on my belly, he licked me from the back of my head to the top of my eager ass. He spread my cheeks and I felt him inhale and a slight moan escaped his mouth. He turned me on my back, I noticed his uncut cock beginning to harden, and he whispered "I'm gonna fuck you so good baby, I'm gonna make you mine". I moaned at the sound of his deep masculine voice. He covered his already wet cock in spit and slowly pressed at my asshole. Although it hurt I accepted him and allowed myself to be dominated by this man. Once inside he allowed his cock to explore my insides. And he slowly began to thrust back and forth and every time I felt his weight on me. After a couple minutes he really got a rhythm going. Sweat was running down his forehead and chest and I wanted to taste it so I pulled him in deeper and sucked on his neck. This must've drove him crazy because he then began pounding me grunting in my ear "you want daddy's cum inside you huh, you want me to breed you baby?" "Is that what you want?" I could only moan louder each time. I wanted this to never end. He bit my ear and breathed heavily into my neck. Out of breath he whispered "I want you to carry my load inside of you all day". I couldn't take it anymore. The intense smell of man and cologne drove me insane. He suddenly pulled out and tossed me onto my back. He said he wanted to see my face as he bred me. I obliged and took him in once again. He started picking up his pace and plowed my ass with everything he had. I looked deep into his concentrated eyes. I ran my hand up and down from his chest to his navel. His strong arms flexed with every push and I could tell that he was getting ready for his release. He grabbed my face and slid his two fingers into my mouth. I sucked desperately and this drove him over the edge. His cock throbbed inside me and sent ropes of his nut into my body. His body trembled as he came. He repeated "take daddy's but baby.. this ass is mine". As the ecstasy subsided he pulled himself out with a loud "plop". He took the the cum that was still oozing from the tip of his cock and fed it to me. He looked at me with an intense stare and focused on the sucking. He then knelt at the edge of the bed and began to clean my ass with his tongue. After a few seconds he had lapped up both of our juices and brought himself up to my lips. He kissed me passionately. The taste was divine. I tasted his entire man hood. "I should get going.. although I could go for round two" he chuckled. I sat up and watched him dress. "I could get used to this" I said under my breath. He chuckled and said "I'm always in the area.. I'll hit you up".
To be continued.
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