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Previously:
Boss kept his word and never brought Doug back to my house, although he stopped by occasionally on his own for a session. And I never told Quentin about that last night. I was embarrassed and ashamed that I betrayed him...I never wanted Quent to know about what happened this evening.
Characters:
Me (John): WM, 44, 6', 200, 6c, ginger, hairy, muscular/built Boss: Asian twink, 26, 5'6", 130, 7c, smooth/lean, alpha/dom Don: WM, 38, 5'9", 210, 7.5c, nerd at bathhouse Quentin: WM Twink, 25, 5'9, 155, 7c, smooth, blond Doug: Quentin's BF, Latino, 25, 6', 180, 8uc, musc, smooth, sub/bottom Colin: My co-worker, white, 30, 5'7", 125, 9c (extremely thick), skinny, smooth, fem, total alpha Al: (Colin's friend), Jewish, 5'8, 150, smooth, 6c Jun: (Colin's roommate), Chinese, 28, 6'1", 160, 3.5uc
My Dom Asian Twink - Part 17
Monday at the office was mundane, mostly routine meetings and conference calls. Colin summoned me to the parking garage for a "break" at 11am. We met at my SUV (tinted windows) and I swallowed his load within 5 minutes. Colin zipped-up and jogged back into the building. As I checked myself in the mirror for signs of cum on my face, I thought how great it must be to be 30 years old and have a senior exec like myself on-call to suck his cock. Then I realized how great it was for me, too, as my dick throbbed in my slacks. I craved him now.
The afternoon went fast and I found myself all alone in the office by 630p. I was wrapping-up some emails when Colin tapped on the door. "Everyone is gone", he said. "I want some of that pussy". I asked Colin to let me finish the email I was writing and he said, "No problem. Give me your car keys. We're going to do this in the garage." I looked surprised, but tossed him my car keys and began to finish my email. Afterwards, I grabbed my laptop bag and headed for the garage. Colin had the music on and he was reclining in the driver seat when I arrived. I hung my coat on a hook and tossed my laptop into the back floorboard. The garage was mostly empty, although a few cars remained several aisles over. I wondered how this was going to work, but Colin had a plan. He hopped out of the car. Colin's giant dick was hanging from his open fly and I couldn't help reaching out to grasp it in my hand. I loved the firmness and thickness of it. I loved holding onto it. Colin had already retrieved the lube and a towel from the glovebox and he used the clicker to open the back gate of the SUV. He was going to do this publicly, outside the car in an open area of the garage. I looked nervously around the garage for anyone who might be able to see us but I was interrupted when Colin said, "Drop your slacks and bend over, bitch". I moved to the tailgate and unbuttoned my slacks, allowing them to fall to my ankles along with my boxers. Colin stopped and whistled, admiring my muscled backside and my big, solid ass. He looked at me and said, "I've got a total stud as my bitch. Life is good." Then he lubed his cock along with my ass and quickly began to work his giant tool into my hole.
If you've ever had a really big, thick dick inside you, you'll understand what I'm about to say next. It's NEVER easy to take it for the first couple minutes, until you can relax enough to enjoy it and you're stretched enough to let your top go wild. This was no exception. Guys with big dicks understand this and even though Colin likes his sex rough, he worked hard with lots of lube, twisting and gyrating to make sure I was open before he got crazy. It took a couple minutes before he was buried to the pelvic bone. He leaned toward my ear and said, "Fuck, John. That's one tight cunt you have there." I replied, "Thank you, sir. I feel so full of you." I was. My own hard dick was poking against the tailgate and it did not go unnoticed. Colin's slick hand wrapped around it and gave me a single stroke, the first time he'd touched my dick. "You get off on this shit, don't you? Me dominating you and fucking your cunt?", he asked. He pulled back halfway just as he finished his sentence and when he rammed into me, it drove the air out of my lungs. My "Yes sir", was just a whisper, but I nodded my head yes vigorously. He got the message. Colin began to fuck me with long strokes, smacking my beefy ass here and there and picking up speed as I got used to the anal assault. He liked it quick and hard. After a few dozen strokes he'd worked-up a nice pace. He placed a hand on each of my ass cheeks, spreading them so he could spit on his cock and watch the entire length of it as he fucked me. "Film it for me, please?", I gasped. I'd said it before I even thought about the implications. I was red and embarrassed now, but Colin enjoyed my shame and enthusiasm. "You wanna watch my giant tool in your hole? On video, bitch?" I nodded yes, my embarrassment complete and thorough. He pulled out, squatted down and dug my phone out of the pocket of my slacks. He handed it to me to unlock and then he lined-up again. "Okay, slut. Tell them who has the biggest, baddest cock around.", Colin taunted as he slapped it against my gaping hole. "You do", I replied. And he slid it back into me slowly as I gyrated my ass and backed up on him. "GodDAMMED you've become a total bitch, John. You're a slut. You can't wait to have my cock back up in your guts, can ya?", he asked. "No sir. I mean, yes sir. I need it, Colin. I love your dick and I want to feel your cum in my hole.", I replied. "You mean your cunt, right? Your pussy? The pussy that I own now?", he asked. "Yes sir", I responded. And Colin fucked me like a cheap whore, grunting and riding me through his orgasm with a roar that could be heard throughout the parking garage. When he pulled out, he made me stay there, splayed over the tailgate of my SUV with my mancunt wide open to the cool, night air. He'd allowed me to jack my cock while he was pounding me and my load was puddling at my feet, probably soiling my dress slacks. There was no experience that rivaled shooting my load while I was filled with Colin's cock.
Colin backed away and I continued leaning over the tailgate as ordered. I was looking at him and saw him nodding the other direction, summoning someone. When I turned my head, an older guy my size was walking toward us. I started to get up but Colin smacked my ass and told me to stay down. The guy was 10 feet away now. He was probably 55, 6'1", 220, Italian, hairy, definitely not my type. He wasn't obese, but he wasn't hitting the gym with any regularity. I guessed that he was an attorney from the firm that occupied the other end of our floor because he was dressed nicely. Colin, the femboy, addressed this big fellow as he approached. "Sorry bout that, man. I didn't know anyone else was around. But as long as you're here, do you want to ride his cunt for a minute? I'll keep an eye out for ya...", Colin said, just like this happens every day.
The guy continued to approach slowly. We must have been quite a scene, actually. My expensive SUV in an empty part of the parking garage, me splayed over he trunk with my pussy open for business. Colin standing beside me with his big soft cock will hanging from his trousers, glistening with his cum and my ass juices. The man looked at me and put a meaty paw on my ass for a minute, Then he quickly looked around and dropped to his knees sinking down on Colin's half-hard pole...