WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS A SEXUALLY EXPLICIT FICTIONAL STORY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, OR IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN READING ABOUT SEXUALLY EXPLICIT SITUATIONS, ACTIVITIES OF GAY MEN, OR NOT INTO RAUNCHY AND/OR KINKY SEX. SOME ACTIONS ARE FROM REAL LIFE AND SOME HAVE BEEN WOVEN IN. CERTAIN SEX PRACTICES ARE UNSAFE. IT IS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF THE READER TO MAKE INFORMED DICESIONS. ALL NAMES AND LOCATIONS HAVE BEEN CHANGED. ANY SIMILARITY TO REAL PERSONS AND LOCATIONS IS INCIDENTAL AND WAS NOT MEANT TO BE.
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Saturday evening and, still under my street clothes in rubber, I sat in the subway heading home. Frank and Michael, two friends I had known for years, invited me over at their place, for, what they called, watching their vacation photos. What it really meant was that we had a quick look at a couple of them and the rest of the late afternoon and evening was spent in their basement, a good equipped playroom. Both of them consider themselves leather and rubber tops. I couldn't agree more. They knew how to get a bottom into heaven and this not only once in a session. For, as Frank put it, a goodbye and to ensure things stayed where they belonged, he pushed a heavy and thick plug up my ally. A souvenir from their trip, he added. Although my ass was used hard and long the plug stayed in my butt without moving out. I was a bit surprised.
I had to get off at the next stop. It was one of two stops that were located in the gay area. I left the subway and headed down the platform to the exit as I was run over by a guy. Everything happened so quick I didn't release what was going on until I felt a strong arm around me that kept me from falling.
"I am so sorry. Really! Are you OK? Did I hurt you?" asked the guy.
He was tall, 6'5. Then I recognized him. It was this young guy who had hit on my for the last year each time when I visited one of my regular bars. I was never sure how serious he was to get to know me and I didn't even think about it whether he would have wanted to have sex with a guy like me who was at least 10 years or older. He certainly was damn attractive, particularly when he wore leather, as he did. I heard from friends that he played at one of the local university hockey teams. You could see he was muscular, a bit on the bulky side even. He was my prey if a bottom guy like me could say this about a top, hoping he was one. I had always kept back because of the age difference. I think it was more a mental barrier on my side than on his.
"To talk to me you don't have to throw me under the subway." I said and smiled.
"I am really sorry. I wanted to catch the subway." he replied.
"Well.." I turned around and saw the train's rear lights "... that's gone. What the rush? It's Saturday evening."
"I am on my way home."
I looked at him. "Home? A young guy like you on a Saturday evening! You guys start to go out now. We old guys heading home."
He smiled and his hand glided over my butt. "You aren't old. You look hot." he smiled and it seemed his eyes were a little brighter as his hand was moving over my butt.
"After we managed to talk to each other, what about a drink? We should take this opportunity." I suggested and grinned at him. "Actually, I would prefer a coffee. I am a little tired." I was not really. Yet I knew bars would be crowded and noisy at this time of the evening.
"That works for me." came instantaneously back. We left the station and headed a block down to a little coffee shop which had opened late and was quiet.
"The coffee is on me. How do you like yours?" I asked him.
"Well, should it not on me..."
"... How do you like your coffee? Little, medium, or large? Well, I guess large." I looked at him from top to bottom while saying it and smiled.
"Large. Black. Straight black. Please." he grinned and licked his lips.
"Would you look for a nice place? I'll bring the coffees." I asked him and he found us a nice quiet spot towards the back of the coffee shop.
"Let me introduce myself. Tony." I said after reaching the little cosy corner.
"Nice to meet you Tony. Oleg."
"So, why were you going home?" I asked him. I didn't understand what the reason was for him who looked very good, no very hot, and could have had most of the guys around us for the night.
"I had a date and, of course, it didn't show up." was Oleg's answer.
"Oh well, we have been all there and not only once." I smiled at him. "What are you doing for a living?"
"I am in my last year of computer engineering... " and our talk took off. I spent half of my professional life in IT. We had our connection. It didn't stop there, though. I was amazed how deep Oleg's thoughts on many things were. Sure, on a few he was, as I was at his age, idealistic. Time was flying. Finally, Oleg was asking a question.
"I have seen you only once in leather when you were in the bar. Are you not into gear? I think you are in rubber, aren't you?"
I looked at him and was puzzled how he could have known. He provided the explanation immediately. "As I kept you from falling earlier, I felt under your t-shirt rubber."
"Good observer. Yes, I am into rubber. I wear leather mostly when I have a chance for a motorbike tour with friends as a passenger."
"You put on rubber as a fetish statement. Are you a gear guy who wears it all the time?"
"Goodness, no!" I laughed. "I am not a 100% gear head. At some point I admire them and then I am pretty happy to keep my fetish side more private. I like rubber and I like to have sex in rubber. I don't have the feeling to show it the world, though."
"So you had sex because you wear it right now." Oleg fired back.
"Yes, I did. With two friends and yes in rubber and they are both tops." I smirked and noticed Oleg's man spread got wider. It seemed that it was tighter in his hot leather jeans than a minute before. What I saw pressing against the front of his pants looked big.
"I would have loved to be the third top." was his reaction.
"You could still be the third top." I said. It followed a couple of silent moments. The first ones this evening. I smiled and awaited his answer.
"Seriously?"
"Yes. You don't believe me? I mean, of course, not with my two friends. Not tonight."
"Sure. Sure. I wasn't expecting that. I am surprised that you want to fuck with me. After a year of waiting."
"Sorry, Oleg. You waited a year." I put my hand on one of his strong legs and continued "Lets go. You waited too long and who knows what I have missed." I looked straight on his leather pants' front which seemed to explode.
"Yes, you don't know what you have missed." he replied with a big smile.
I lived three blocks down from the coffee place. A couple minutes later we were at my place. I barely had closed the door of my condo as Oleg grabbed and pulled me close to him. The next moment I had his big hands on my butt and I could feel how hard he was. What pressed through the leather was big, really big.
"Let us fuck right here." he said.
"I know a better place. My bed room." I replied. He let me go and I headed to the bedroom. I opened one side of the closet where I stored my rubber, leather, and toys. Oleg stood right behind me.
"Man that's a lot of stuff you got! I want to try this all with you. But not tonight."
"Neither me. Help me to get the rubber sheet on the bed." I pulled it out and we placed it on my bed.
"Cool. You're not bad equipped." He said and yanked off my t-shirt and jeans. "Yeah, I like my man in rubber. You look hot."
"Please get rid of your t-shirt." I asked him. He pulled it off and a furry muscular body came out. He trimmed his fur too.
"You like it?" he grinned.
"I like it?! This drives me crazy." I replied. I couldn't resist. I smelled his fur. I licked it. My hands were going through it. I was excited about so much hair. I wanted to go down and lick his huge bulge too but it seemed Oleg had different plants.
"No, here get into doggy." Oleg pointed to the foot end of the bed. I grabbed the lube and poppers and presented him my butt in rubber. The next moment he will get another little surprise I thought as I heard how he opened the rear end of my short.
"You pig!" I heard him saying as he discovered the plug in my ass. "You had it in your ass all the time?"
"Yes. Since I have left my friends earlier."
"Yeah, they knew why." Oleg pulled the plug out. "Man, that looks fucking hot. You got a gaping hole." He bent over me, pressed his brick hard leather bulge on my butt, and continued "I am gonna make you and your little pig hole happy tonight." I heard how he opened his zipper. He put his hands firmly around my hips and the next second his cock head found its way into my butt. I took some poppers because I knew this was the easier part. There would come more and it did. He fucked slowly his way into me. His pole felt massive. It stretched my ass to its limits, despite the fat plug I had in all evening.
"Babe, you got a hot tight ass." He took the lube and poured a big portion onto his dick. A few more pushes and he was in.
"Fuck. Your dick is fat as hell." I pantingly said and sniffed some more of the poppers. Oleg moved his massive rod slowly in and out. Then he stopped and pulled all of it out. He moaned and one of his first shots hit my shaved ass crack. He was quick to push all of his man glory in and pumped the rest of his hot juice deep in me.
"Are you OK?" I asked him. Oleg's hard pole was still in me. He pushed us more onto the bed and pulled me up. "This was just to release some pressure in my balls. We aren't done yet." He wrapped his arm around me and we fell on the bed. He moved his cock in and out. Slow. The world started to spin around me. He changed rhythm to faster pushes and back to slower.
Then he pulled out again and I thought that's his final climax. Yet he grabbed and turned me around. This was the moment as I got a first look at his dick. It was long and it was girthy. I had never seen such a horse dick before. No it was a monster. His balls were heavy in the sack swinging. I was banned by it.
"Yes, they call me Mr. 10-Inch. And yes, it's fat. More than 9.5 inch in girth." he smirked, took my both legs and pushed them towards my shoulders. In a blink of an eye he had the full length of his thick pole up my ally. His face was close to mine and he added "And it's a perfect fit for your sweet little hole." He wrapped his arms around me and his strokes were powerful and fast. With each beat of his fat bat I moaned a little louder until I was burying my face in his hairy chest to suppress some of the noise. His balls slapped my ass. He was drilling my ass. His dick rubbed up and down my lust channel. He seemed he wanted to fuck out my brain and he was on his best way.
"Babe, get your dick out. I want us to cum together." Oleg pushed up a little to make it easier for me to get my cock out. A few strokes and it was alive. I jerked off and each time I was close I stopped. My ass squeezed Oleg's rod and he pushed harder in.
"Yeah, I like how you squeeze my dick."
"I like your monster... fuck my brain out... " Oleg was jackhammering me. "Fuck ... push your dick deep into me... fuck.. I can't keep it any longer.. Pump your hot bull juice in my ass..."
"Yeah babe, you get it all." It took a few more pushes and strokes then our hot juice shot out of our hard dicks. Mine landed in his fur and on me. Oleg dumped a lot in me. As he pulled a few times out his hot juice ran out. We both need some time to catch our breath and to calm down.
"Man, that was fucking hot." Oleg said,
"Yes, it was a hell of a ride. I never had a top who nailed me so long so hard." I grinned at him. "If you want you can stay overnight." Oleg's eyes lit up and pushed his tongue in my mouth. Even his licker was big and filled all of my mouth.
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