FuckToy By BadBadThing
Since everyone else does it, I guess I better too.
None of this is real. It's all made up. Even the real stuff. Especially the real stuff, cuz if it was real that would be illegal and I wouldn't want to do anything illegal, again. Oh yea, and you can archive this not real story if people can read it, in its entirety, for free. If you have to pay to read it, piss off until you send me some money. Nifty, ASSGM, ASSTR, & Deja and whoever else that lets you read this in its entirely without paying for it in any way (including age verifyers) are cool, in other words and may have free & fair use of it.
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I was horny. I was 19 years old and I was HORNY. I also was still living with my mother & her husband after having blown outta college with a GPA so low that you can't get it by just not showing up, you actually have to work to get it that low!
It was mid-spring and lusciously warm, as spring goes, and I was going nuts. The neighbor kid who looked like a brick shit house, hung, dumb, 18-year-old jock, but was only really 14 (barely!) had been out front wearing football scrimmage shorts (you know, the ones that lace up the crotch) and nothing else, tossing a football with his little brother and all I could do was watch. Zane was so redneck straight it reeked, but had a body that was built to be used. Unfortunately I knew he only used it on girls.
That was 3 hours ago, just before sunset and I still hadn't had a moments peace to yank my crank, between my mom yelling for me, the idiot she was married to wandering around aimlessly, and my sister coming in and out and in and out. I was near exploding from the semen build up and testosterone overload.
I decided action had to be taken. Yelling some lame ass excuse as I hustled out the door, I dove in the p.o.s. Nova I owned and tore outta there as fast as I could without attracting the attention of the local small town cop.
Now I wasn't anything great, but I had enough ... some thing. It wasn't cutes, it wasn't hots, it was - let's just call it 'looks', to get the attention of some of the right people, some of the right time. Dark hair that was growing out (just below shoulder length), tall (over 6'2"), and lanky (145lbs on a good day), I had a fair package (7"-ish) and kept it wrapped tight in string bikinis and thongs I liked to wear. Usually 501's that were form fitting, and a tee shirt, and I would prowl.
Tonight I wanted fucked! That simple, that plain, I wanted a fat, long, thick, cock shoved up my ass hard.
I hit the interstate and rolled north a dozen miles to the rest area that was there, where I had blown a few of the boys from the juco north of here or a few cocks from the college boys that attended the school south of here. Toss in a couple of the odd travelers, and I had gotten to know this place pretty well. Its funny, that was before the Internet had really gotten strong. I stopped by there the other day and hung out for a half hour and the only action that I found was legit travelers and so on. Ah, you can't go back... but I digress.
I pull in to the rest stop, hopped out, locked up my p.o.s. & made a circuit to see who was what. Nothing to be seen, but on my way back, a new player pulled in. He's got a faded tan escort looking thing and when he gets out he also has my full, total, complete attention. FUCK, he was gorgeous! Young, maybe 19 or 20 like me, a little shorter, tight built body, dirty blond hair that was fantastic, and he begged to be used for pleasure. He walked into the men's side and I followed as soon as I figured he wasn't there for the water.
Inside, I found him primping in front of the mirror, so I tried to act cool, thinking that maybe he wasn't cruising, but instead just taking a minute to check his look, but after he was done, he came over to the pisser beside mine and took a stand, too.
I glanced, he glanced, I glanced, we glanced and it was electric! Oh. My. Gawds!
"Wanna," he asked with jerk of his head.
Oh yeah, I 'wanna' bad, I thought, "Yeah," was all I could manage, nodding like a back window Chihuahua.
"Wait a few seconds, then follow me in my car after you get out there," he said, stuffing his cock back in and zipping up. I didn't care if he was going to hell for a room, I was all his and was going to follow him for sure.
Well, we pulled outta the rest stop, me following his taillights and got off at the next exit, but he kept going. 'Weird,' I thought, but we kept going. Take a side road, turn. Take another, turn. Finally, in the middle of nowhere, early corn fields miles up and down the roads to either side and a small stand of hedge trees right here, he stopped. I pulled in and got out.
"I'm sorry, I thought you had a place," I said, a little disappointed that I wasn't going to get the fucking I so badly wanted, knowing I'd have to settle for a hand job or swallowing a quick load of cum.
As he walked to me, I stopped by the trunk, at the rear of his car. He reached out, putting his hand on the back of my neck, and pulled me to him, "no, I live north, over an hour from here. This will do," and with that, he pulled me to him and kissed me hard and deep.
I'd never kissed another boy before and in a split second I realized what a fucking idiot I had been. My gawds, he could kiss, kiss like I've only been kissed a couple times since, kiss me deep and long, his tongue dancing with mine, with a hand on my crotch, kissing me so good my knees literally went weak and I nearly came!
"No," he said, pilling his mouth from mine, "I want more." And with that he ripped the buttons of my 501s open, pulled me to him, cupping my ass and kissed me again.
This time wasn't nearly so long, as he pulled away again, spun me around, yanked my jeans and bikinis to my ankles, shoved me against the car, bent me over, pulled my feet as wide as they could using my thighs and stuffed his face in my ass, rimming me for all he was worth!.
Oh
My.
GAWDS!
I'd never been truely rimmed before and this dude was a pro! He tongued my ass like he had to to live! By now I was moaning and rolling my head and overloading from the sensations of the warmth of his body, the soft thrusting of his tongue, the hard metal of the car, and the coolness of the night air.
"Dude.." I started.
"No," he said, standing up behind me, his jeans falling to the ground, his red Y fronts falling near as fast, "no, nothing at all," he said, "nothing but this..." With that he rubbed his naked cockhead up my crack once, twice, found my hole and shoved it in.
Sinking it deep, probably half way, I thought, I threw my head back and moaned, my near naked body being pressed against the metal, my cock throbbing, pinned between, and him, leaning over me, taking me by the wrists, drawing me out, spread across his trunk, stuffing his cock up me hard.
He pulled back and shoved again, out, then again, out then once more, I could finally feel his stomach against my ass. He pulled me back, down onto him, pushing in a little deeper yet and leaned down on top of me, his face by mine, his tongue forcing its way into me, his mouth sealing to mine, his tongue starting to fuck me with the same intensity as his bare cock in my ass.
The throbbing was amazing. My whole body throbbed as his cock throbbed deep in my ass, his precum and spit from before lubing me for the fuck of my life.
Nailed to the car he fucked me forever. It was amazing. Over and over, neat to the edge, and then back, using me, making sure I knew I was his toy, his fucktoy.
Finally, he pulled his mouth from mine, "Ask," he said, "ask for it."
"Please," I gasped, drawing the first breath that was only my own, in what felt like forever, "please, use me, fuck me, cum in me, anything... anything you want."
"Yeah fuck, you want it, ," my cock rubbing on the car, gliding on precum, near to cumming myself, "fuck yeah bitch, I'll breed your ass, I'm gonna fucking use you more,"
His alto voice dancing in my ear, my cock straining, I moaned, cum spewed over the back of the car, I fell limp, letting him be in total control, " yeah, that's my boy, take me, take my load fag, take my fucking seed!
His cock swelled and spewed jizz, cum filling my guts he was so deep in me, pinning me, holding me to the car, I was so his.
Finally, after another eternity, he both managed to stand, as he gently pulled his cock from my ass. I stood on shaky legs, he leaned forward and kissed me again, first my lips, then my chin, then my neck, then a nipple, then down to my stomach where he lapped the smeared cum from my body.
After a minute, he had finished and opened the door to his car, rolled sideways and fell in. Oh my gawds, I noticed, he was still mostly hard. I dropped to my knees and sucked him in to my mouth. He wasn't huge like I thought, just big and a decent girth, but fuck he was great! As I sucked him, I tasted his naked dick, his cum, and the flavor of my ass and I loved it! He leaned back and moaned. As I bobbed my head I could feel his load sloshing in my ass.
Soon, very soon, much faster that I hoped, he shuddered and blew a load deep in my mouth. I hadn't noticed that he'd been barefoot all through this until now, and as I greedily swallowed his cum, I watched as his calves drew tight and his toes curled while his dick throbbed in my mouth.
Finally, I pulled off his now clean cock and stood, him following me a moment later.
"Where can I find you," I asked, knowing I wanted him forever.
"I'm a hairdresser," he said, naming some place in a town that was an hour north of here, like he'd said.
"Can... can I... would you, I mean, can I call and...
"Yeah," he said, "call. You are good. I can be a pretty good fucktoy, too. Maybe you can try me next time."
Oh my gawds, I thought, yeah, oh yeah, yeah I would.
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