Fucking at the Laundromat

I was at a local laundromat doing laundry one morning. I had just 
put my last load in the dryer when a guy walked in. He must have 
been at that point when you have nothing to wear but a pair of 
sweats and a ratty t-shirt because that's exactly what he had on. 
That was okay with me because the guy was HOT! He was over 6-feet 
tall and had a smooth, slim build. He must have been out of clean 
undies too because I could see his rather impressive meat swinging 
in his sweats as he walked. Damn, I wanted some of him and I was 
determined to get some. Fortunately, the laundromat was empty except 
for the two of us.

He came into the laundromat and started putting his clothes in the 
washer. Once the washer was loaded, he checked his pockets for 
change. Apparently he didn't have any. He pulled out a couple of 
dollars and started looking around for a change machine. This was my 
chance. I spoke up and asked him if he needed some change. He gave 
me the once over and nodded his head. I started pulling change from 
my pockets as he walked over to me. 

As he reached out to hand me a couple of dollar bills, I reached out 
to give him the change. At some point during the exchange, our hands 
bumped and I dropped the change all over the floor. I was completely 
embarrassed, so I immediately dropped to my knees so I could collect 
the change. When I looked back up, my eyes were level with his 
crotch, and I thought I noticed some definite wood swinging in the 
sweats. I cut my eyes up to see if he was looking at me. He was 
staring right into my eyes. He grinned and dropped his sweats–right 
in the middle of the fucking laundromat! I couldn't believe it!

As soon as the sweats cleared the dick I was on it. And, trust me 
when I tell you, my boy was HUNG! Damn, I do love big dicks. I 
gobbled down his dick like a starving man. The first time down, I 
gagged because it was so big. After that, I paced myself. I wanted 
us both to enjoy the entire experience. 

I started slobbin his knob for all I was worth. He tasted just like 
a man–a mixture of piss and sweat. I love that taste. As I sucked, 
he grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking the shit 
outta me. I could tell he was having a good time because of all the 
moaning he was doing. 

He kept saying, "Fuck yeah. Suck my dick pussyboy!." 

It really turns me on when a guy talks dirty to me, so that got me 
going even more. I was able to pull off of his cock long enough to 
gasp, "I want you to fuck my hot, tight boypussy." In a flash, he 
pulled me up, bent me over one of the washers, and pulled my pants 
down around my ankles. 

I couldn't believe we were doing this in the middle of the 
laundromat where anybody could see if they looked in. Of course, the 
thought of being watched excited me even more, so I just went with 
the flow. 

I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. He pressed and I 
could feel his big dong filling my cunt to the hilt. He kept ramming 
his hot rod into me and shouting obscenities at me. 

He kept telling me, "Take that cock you faggot!" 

"You know you like taking a dick in your hole!"

"I love fucking a nice tight boy cunt!"

All I could do was grunt and moan. He felt so fuckin good sliding in 
and out of me. I grabbed onto the washer and held on for dear life 
as this hot stud kept riding my ass. 

After about five minutes of extremely intense fucking, I felt his 
dick grow inside me. I knew what was coming. He started grunting and 
shouting, and I could feel his cum squirting deep inside my hole. 

After he regained his composure, he pulled out and stood up. I 
pulled my pants up and turned around. He looked at me, winked, and 
said, "Thanks. I needed to fuck some ass and yours was awesome." I 
muttered a "thank you," and he turned to go check on his laundry. 

By the time we were done, my laundry was finished. I quickly 
collected my clothes and left. 

Damn, what a way to start the day.