This is a different kind of story for me. I am usually into 'beastie porn'. but anything with horse like dick is hot.
This is a tale based off a character that I have had in a few stories. Tony. This incredible stud I have now been hooking up with several times is my complete obscession now. I want him all to myself. Even if his is married with children. So this is a new story about the fucking delicious stud.
He is still supposedly straight. But willing to play. And here is hopes to more hooks up with my 'nutsy' stud. Enjoy this story.....
The Last Man on Earth? (Chapter 6) Sounds in the Darkness...
.... Edwin was his name. The name fired through my mind of the last man I had been with. He was a tall rugged looking man. I met Edwin on a dating site. I had again been on the hunt for someone new to try and find a meaningful long term with. So I attached myself to one of those online dating sites. Hoping that it could find me what was lacking in my life. What I had needed and wanted in my life. As the old ways of bars and such just wasn't working. After several months and a few bad dates through the site, I was about to give up in that too.
"Maybe I should just be alone." I pondered
But that was when he poked me on the site. Edwin was good looking, tall and a great sexual partner. At least for the few weeks we had dated. Be was charming and fun. That was until he showed his true colors. Edwin was only really interested in sex. He lied about getting to know me. To make a relationship if this. And when I did question this.he told me to 'fuck off'.
"Asshole" I huffed at him after "Nothing but a fucking player"
It was kind of sad that he had played me. I liked him and was hoping to have something permanent with him after our first few dates. All of which ended in sex at his place. Even on the first did we did it. Which was totally against what I normally thought myself. I was not one to give it up on the first date. But he was charming as all Hell. So of course I gave into him and we had sex. Each and every time. And it was good. He was hit in bed and knew how to hit that spot in me that set me off.
"But he was obviously not meant for me" I said
So I have been alone and without for near a year now. And i had hopes of trying again soon. But obviously now that was nit happening. I know I probably would not be the last survivor. What with governments having built superstructures underground to save the 'important people' not the lowly common man like myself. And yes my dad built a bunker for this. And I figured I would be fine. So long as it stayed in tact and there were no leaks in he structure here. Something to let the deadly radiation in. And I had enough supplies to wait out the fallout and the years to come. But who would be out there when and if I did survive. I didn't think anyone near by.
"No one was a paranoid as my dad" I said to myself "He warned everyone. But I know no one listened" "And now who laughs last."
And as the days passed in my lonely bunker, I began to really think about that. Alone until someone finds me. Or until I can get a broadcast from survivors. But as I sat there, 9 days now since the 'END' I pondered this loneliness. I feared it would quickly consume me. And I would be left there to go mad. Games I played by myself helped none. And some days I found myself talking to myself. 'A sign of snapping' I thought
"And it's I my been a bit over a week." I shouted "I am soo screwed. "
But it was on day 13 that I was awoken out if a dead sleep by a thumping sound coming from the bunker. I shot up from bed and looked around in a start at the room I was in. Up from the bed I had been sleeping in. I paused as I sat there listening to the sudden silence. The sounds were gone. Had I imagined them. I took in a breath and was about to relax when i heard the thumping again.
"What the fuck is that" I huffed "Sound like something it hitting the outter walls" "But that's impossible!"
I then thought the worst. Something had broken or ruptured and I would soon be overcome with the radiation as it spilled into the chamber. Then I would collapse and die on the floor.
"But my dad had been so exact in his design" I said "So meticulous in making sure that was safe"
But my head chirped out unimaginable horrors. Painful ways I would go. And my heart began to race in my chest. Was I going to die? And so soon after the fallout. I heard the sound again. I gulped down a swallow of spit and then my mind said I had to investigate. If I was to die, I needed to just face it.
"Sound like it's coming from the storage room." I then decided
So I got up and then headed towards the sounds. Reaching for a lantern. Then moving out to the doorway into the storage room. The sound was louder. It was a dull thud, but still loud enough to hear. I passed through the huge room and through the aisles if supplies. Just looking at it all. Finding myself so impressed by my fathers ability to get those all done. Just him and mom. I reached the end of the last aisle. That's when i notices it wasn't as long as the other ones. And That's where the thumping was loudest.
"What the fuck!" I huffed "There is something here"
That's when I noticed it. I had been down here so many times in the last week. Just checking supplies and what I had. By never noticed the niche behind the last row.
"Thump. Thump. Thump!" I heard it again. "Its right here" "What the fuck is that?"
I pulled up the lantern and saw an indentation in the wall beyond the last shelves. There was a latch there. And a door. "Fuck me. There is a door" I shouted
I looked at the last shelves and saw that it was on wheels.
"Hello!?" I then called out to the wall "Hello!? Is there someone there?"
I paused as my heart really began to pound in my chest. Was the sound someone on the other aide of the wall. That's impossible again I thought. How could someone be down hear. But as I called out the thumping abruptly stopped. Then I though I heard a faint call. "Someone was there!" My head screamed "Someone is there"
I grabbed at the shelf and pulled at it. It didn't want to budge. So I shown down my later at the floor. The wheels were locked.
"Hold on!" I shouted "Let me move this"
I flipped the wheel locks and pulled the shelf. Then it moved. I knocked over a few supplies. But luckily nothing perishable. I pulled the thing aside and grabbed the lantern again. Then I shown it to the wall. There was a door there. I looked at the wheel latch. Like one in a submarine. I continued to call out to whomever was there and said I would open the door. I had some trouble as the wheel was metal and somehow stuck.
"Fuck. Hold on!" I shouted "I need to get this opened" "But how"
I looked through the storage area for a crow bar. I found one and ran back to the hidden door. Then I locked the bar in through the loops of the wheel. Then with all my strength manage to get it turned and moving. It made a loud grinding sound that was a bit alarming. But i knew I had to get that door opened. I turned the wheel several times. The door coming loose and opening up with an echo behind it. I peered into the darkness and called out.
"Is anyone there?" I called out into the blackness beyond the door "Yes. There is someone here" came a voice from the same blackness.
I pulled the lantern up to push it into the doorway to see who was there. I was excited that there was someone else alive, and near me....
To be continued