Recap of Part 1: I've broken up with my boyfriend Ryan. As quickly as that ended, I've just called up Nico for a quicky fuck. That's all you really need to know. If you want more, read up on part 1 of the `Single Again' series.
Nico is the kind of guy that everybody knows and has been with.literally. Nico is a regular at the clubs, bars, and thoroughly enjoys the gay scene.
Ryan had hooked us up. He wanted to keep me busy, while he figured out a way to break it off with his current boyfriend. He knew that I would be more than willing to hook up with a cute guy and take it, wherever, it needed to go.
From the moment that we met, Nico and I had been hot for each other.
On the dance floor, he had commented on my moves and sweetly asked, `Can I kiss you?'
I quickly informed him that, `You can do anything you want. I'll let you know, when you've gone too far.'
Nico's hands had found their way to my ass. He snuck his fingers into my underwear and began fondling my bare ass. I did the same to him and complimented him on the texture of his CK underwear. He slowly unzipped the front of his jeans, while we grinded. From there, I got a full view of the tip of his cock protruding from the top of his briefs. I spun him around and grinded his ass with my crotch. I wanted to ensure that everyone else had a view of what I was going home with.
Many guys smiled and drooled. One little smart ass quipped, `Didn't your Mama ever tell you that it's rude to point.'
I was in my element. Everyone wanted what I had and I was more than ready to go. I fondled Nico's masculine chest and whispered in his ear, `Time to go, I need that cock in my mouth now.'
Nico grabbed me by the wrist and we were out the door. He whipped through traffic and in minutes, we arrived at my apartment.
As I struggled to open the front door, he was pulling off my top and unzipping my pants. He had freed his cock, as soon as we entered the apartment; he was thrusting his cock against my thighs, while I was up against the wall. I loved his forcefulness and the aggression that he displayed.
Unfortunately, as quickly, as we had started, the fun came to an end.
`Where's the bathroom?' were the words that led to my loss of arousal and Nico's rushing in the direction that I pointed.
He made it only three steps, when he heaved up, the tremendous amount of liquid courage that he had been downing, since earlier that evening.
To say the least, that put a downer on the occasion. We crawled naked into bed and went fast to sleep. When I awoke in the morning, I was in no mood for passion and kicked my Italian stallion out of bed.
Memory over and we fast forward to present day.
I see his muscle car speeding up the parking lot and am hoping that we can erase past memories and create some new, fucking hot one's.
To be continued.
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