The Guy He Once Was : Part 2

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[Part 2]

My mind was racing a million miles a minute as Superman... I mean Dave, and I headed back to his place. My cell phone was vibrating more than the dildo I have hidden inside of one of my dresser drawers at home. I chose to ignore the calls, and the text messages that were coming through, because I knew my friends just wanted to talk shit. I was about to be taken in every way possible by the hottest guy I knew, and they were just jealous... especially Dan.

We didn't say much in the taxi, but I could tell from the looks that Dave was giving me that he wanted me. I wanted him just as much. My hole was quivering, my arms had goosebumps on them, and my ears were ringing. This man was driving my body crazy. I know I said that I was looking for a relationship, but this man could give me what my body needed... and that was a night of lustful passion.

Prior to that night, I hadn't had sex in months. I am a true workaholic. Did I forget to mention what I do? I am a graduate student at Boston University, and I am a Merchandise Manager for a retail giant. I rarely ever have time to look at sexy guys, except for the ones in the halls at school. So when the lights go out in my empty apartment, I pull out my night stick. I thank Duracell every time I use him. My night stick is 8 inches of pure, vibrating satisfaction. And speaking of vibrating, my cell phone was about to give me a goddamn orgasm... I was so horny.

"Get me out of this damn cab, and into Dave's bed," I thought. "I need his sweat on me, his eyes looking into my soul, and his manhood in my glove," said my horny mind.

"This man isn't driving fast enough," Dave whispered into my ear.

He started nibbling on my ear lobe, and the sensation nearly drove me crazy. I rubbed his inner thigh and grazed my hand against his steel weapon.

"Oh he's hung too," I thought. "I wonder if he's cut, or uncut?"

He kept kissing on my ears, and neck; while I started grabbing his dick through his skin tight jeans. His weapon was dripping just as much as mine, but I didn't care much about my pistol at that point. I wanted him, every part of him. I decided to become a bit more aggressive. I wanted to pique this man's interest, and give him the best I got.

I pulled Dave's head back a bit just to get a lot at his sexy face, before I went in for the kill. I kissed him. He seemed a bit surprised by my sudden aggressive behavior, but he caught on quick. He was a natural, a pro, but he was no catcher. As he kissed me back, he made me submit to him. He licked my top lip, and sucked on my bottom lip. I melted into him. His tongue pryed its way into my mouth, and it seemed like it was fishing for gold. I put my leg on his as he was kissing me, and he rubbed my inner thigh as he was giving me the best of his tongue.

"He wants me. He really wants me," I said to myself.

I opened my eyes a bit as he was kissing me, and saw that the arabic speaking taxi driver was looking at us with hatred and disgust. Because I did not want this to turn into "Taxi Cab Murders," I lightly pushed Dave off of me and told him to cool it down a bit.

"Oh fuck him," he said loud enough for the man to hear.

"We could get killed," I said lous enough for only Dave to hear.

"You watch too many movies. Get over here and rub my dick some more," Dave ordered.

And like the submissive, bottom bitch that I was... I gave into his orders. I liked the control he had over me. He really knew how to push my buttons, and it turned me the fuck on. Before we got into it too heavy, the taxi came to a stop. The cab fare was more than I had in my pocket, because I wasn't expecting to come home with anybody. Before I even had the chance to tell Dave I didn't have the money to cover the cab, he threw some money at the driver and told me to get out.

"I hate pricks like him," Dave shouted at the taxi as it disappeared into the darkness of the night.

"He didn't really do anything ya know," I replied to Dave as he was re-arranging his package so that the homeless men wouldn't see his dick.

"He didn't want to see me ravish you, and that is reason enough to give that prick some attitude," Dave said to me as he smacked my attention craving ass.

Dave lived in a pretty dangerous neighborhood. I was pretty damn nervous as we were walking down the dark streets of Mattapan. Mattapan is one of those Boston suburbs that hoes, gays or anyone with a brain doesn't mess with. Even the druggies scattered away from us as we walked up the stairs to Dave's place. When we got inside, I wasn't really able to see anything because it was so dark in there, and Dave didn't bother to turn any lights on. His apartment reeked of cologne and mary janes finest. He pulled my hand as he led me to his bedroom. I stepped on a whole bunch of shit as we were trekking through the place, but he helped me keep my balance.

When the door to his room opened, Dave wasted no time. He sucked on my neck, as he was unbuttoning and pulling down my 501s. He kneeled down, and used his teeth to lower my underwear and ordered me to turn around.

"Let me see that pretty ass. Let me see that pretty boy ass that's got me hard as a fucking rock," Dave said to me as he pulled off his leather jacket.

Dave spread my cheeks, and went straight for his prize.

"Uhh," I moaned as he licked my quivering lips.

"Damn you taste good," Dave said before he continued licking my hole.

He licked my hole with such force, such passion. He really wanted my ass, and I was not going to stop him from getting what he wanted. Shit, I wanted it too, and I wanted it bad. After a few minutes of licking my hole, Dave began to suck on it. I was writhing around, and moaning uncontrollably. I hadn't had a rim job like that in a long time, and the more he did it the more I wanted it.

I could hear Dave pulling off the rest of his clothes as he continued working on my ass. I was a bit disappointed that he was undressing himself, because I wanted to do that for him. I wanted to be his bitch. Dave pulled me up, and turned me around. I was finally able to see him naked, and I swear I felt a drop of precum go down my legs as I examined his pecs. His pecs looked firm, his stomach was flat and toned, and his dick was cut and ready for action.

He pulled me into him, and started kissing me again. I could taste the sweat from my ass, and that caused my dick to stir again. He kissed me with such force, such passion. I couldn’t help but think that what I was experiencing was not real. I am not an insecure person… okay, I am… but not that much. I just couldn’t believe that such a hot, strong, and vital man wanted me. I was not going to let this man down, I was going to give him all I had… and boy did I!

Something came over me when Dave was kissing me. I didn’t want to be this man’s bottom bitch, I wanted him to see that I can be just as forceful, and passionate as he. I quickly turned him around, and pushed him on his bed. Dave looked dumbfounded at first, but then gave me his trademark sexy look. I think he liked my sudden use of force.

“Let me suck on this piece of steel that you have, Dave.”

“Do whatever you want, but just know that by the end of the night my dick will end up inside that pretty little ass of yours.” Dave said as he prepared himself for the blowjob I was about to give him.

Dave’s statement made my hole tingle, and I swear I could feel it getting wet. I slowly lowered my head near Dave’s pelvic area, and started kissing his inner thighs. He tasted of sweat, and pure man. Licking his body made my dick hard again, and I started to grab it, but Dave pushed my hand off my dick.

“No! I am in control of that!” Dave said as he pushed my hand away from my dick.

I gave him a look that assured him that I was sorry for being a bad boy, and I continued my way to his dick. The head of his weapon was glistening with precum, and I licked it off. His man-juice tasted so sweet, I wanted more of it.

“Uh, yeah… suck my dick baby.”

And that was all I needed to hear. I sucked this man’s dick better than I had ever sucked anyone else’s dick in my life. I paid close attention to the head of his weapon, because that seemed to give him the most pleasure. I licked that mushroom head, and swallowed his dick a few times too. I wanted him to know that he was not messing around with some inexperienced trick. I know how to make a man moan, and this guy was moving his head from side to side and kicking his feet in pleasure.

“Fuck Aaron you’re good… I might get used to this.”

“I was hoping you’d say that, now shut up and just enjoy it.”

He gave me a look when I said that, and I knew I stepped out of bounds when I told him to be quiet. Something told me that he liked it though, so I didn’t pay him any mind.

I made my way down to his two balls. His sack was hairless, and that was how I liked it. I licked his balls, while stroking on his dick. If I had to guess, I would say that he was around 8, 8 ½ inches cut. He was pretty thick, and I am not going to lie… his thickness scared me a bit, but I am a champ.

I spit into my hand, and used it to rub it into my hole. Even though my hole was hungry for dick, I knew that I needed to do some prepping before taking his dick. While rubbing my hole, I continued sucking on his dick. He was precumming like crazy, and that turned me on. I wanted to reach down to collect some of the precum off my dick, but I knew that that would make him mad. I decided to do it anyway. I am a daredevil, what can I say?
I took some of my precum off my dick, hoping that he wouldn’t notice me doing it.

“What are you doing? I thought I told you not to touch your dick?”

Before giving me a chance to respond, Dave got up and forced me down into the bed.

“This ass is mine now Aaron. It’s what you signed up for, so you better be ready. I am not stopping, so if it hurts… deal with it.”

I started to freak out a little bit, but his domineering attitude turned me on more than it freaked me out.
Dave opened the drawer to one of his nightstands, and fished around for a condom. When he found what he was looking for, he ripped the package open and quickly put the condom on his dick. Once he got the condom on, he pulled my ass up a bit and started sucking on my hole again. I am sure that my moans were keying him in that I was ready for what he was about to give me.

Before I knew it, I could feel the mushroom head of his dick at my hole. I knew that if I didn’t relax that it would hurt like a mother fucker, so I tried my best to calm down.

“Fuck this ass is tight,” Dave said as he slowly started putting his weapon into me.

“Uh huh… you like it?”

I didn’t get an answer, instead I felt more of his dick going into me. I bit on the pillow that I was holding onto to muffle my moans, and groans. It felt like an enternity, but I knew that he was finally inside me. He put his hands onto my hips, and started driving into me. He made sure that the head of his dick remained in my ass when he fucked me, and fuck did that turn me on.

“Fuck me! Fuck me!” I ordered.

He started driving into me faster, and faster. He grabbed onto the headboard, and banged the fuck out of my ass. I tried meeting some of his thrusts, but they were just too powerful so I took my hands and grabbed onto his ass while he fucked me. His globes were covered in sweat, and I knew mine were too. It was cool outside, but it was 98 degrees up in his room.

Dave spun me around, and put me onto my back. It was dark in his room, but I could feel his deep blue eyes looking into my soul. I grabbed onto his neck, and tried to kiss him, but he pushed me away.

“Right now, we’re just fucking. That mushy shit is over,” he said as he proped my legs up on his shoulders.

He spit on my hole, and slammed his dick back into me. I moaned, and tried to go for my dick again, but he smacked my hand away. My head fell back as he continued fucking me, and I knew that at this pace that I was not going to last much longer. I have only orgasmed without touching myself just once in my life, but something told me that tonight it was going to happen again.

He continued fucking me, and I started pulling on my hair. This man was driving my body wild. I was sweating, precumming, and my hole was burning with pleasure from his delivery.

“I think I am going to cum Dave!” I said to him as I tried to find his eyes.

“Don’t think, do it!” He shouted as he continued fucking me.

I felt my body twisting inside, I was burning from within… and before I knew it, I was cumming. Each blast of cum landed on different parts of my body. Dave gathered some of the cum, and forced some into my mouth. I sucked on his fingers until they were clean. Dave fucked me until I was soft, and then he pulled out and ripped the condom off of his dick.

“Eat my dick bitch, and make me cum!”

He hovered over chest, and forced his dick into my mouth. It tasted like a used condom, but that didn’t matter. I wanted his cum. I sucked his dick, and tugged on his balls until I knew he was ready to cum. I could feel his squeezing his cheeks, and his sack started moving. I knew he was about to cum, and I prepared myself for the incoming load.

“Ugh, fuck yea… take it Aaron,” Dave shouted as he started cumming down my throat.

I swallowed most of his load, but I knew a lot of it was on my face and neck.

He jumped off of me when he was done cumming, and went into the bathroom. I couldn’t help but feel a bit used after he fucked me, even though it was a pretty hot fuck. Pretty hot… no it was THE hottest fuck I had ever experienced, but deep down I wanted more than that. I wanted someone who wanted me, and everything I have to offer… not just my body.

When Dave came back into the room, he put some boxer briefs on and climbed into the bed. He gave me one last look before turning around on me to go to sleep. I was a bit disappointed by his actions, and did the only thing I could do. I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up to the sun staring me straight in my face. My eyes were blurred, and my head was pounding. I had a hangover for sure. I scanned the room, trying to remember where I was.

“Oh yeah, I got used by a total fucking stranger,” I thought to myself as I finally came to.

I turned around to look for the sexy asshole that used me last night, and he was gone. There was a note on his pillow that said, “your clothes are in the chair next to my closet. Don’t steal any of my shit, cause if you do… I’ll find you. Thanks for the ass!”

“What a fucking douche,” I thought as I angrily made my way out of the fucker’s bed.

When I finally arrived at work, I was a whole 2 hours late. I am never late for work, and my boss didn’t let me hear the end of it. Luckily I was a favorite at work, and didn’t get penalized too bad for my tardiness. When I turned my cell phone, there was a few voice messages left on it. One was from Dan, 2 were from Mike and the last one was from Andrea. I deleted the messages from my studlovers without listening to them, because I knew they were just jealousy messages.

“Hi Aaron, it’s me Andrea! I would like you to come over for dinner tonight. I am cooking your favorite, lasagna! Be sure that your skinny ass is at my house at 8 PM sharp! love you, bye!”

“At least she’s cooking my favorite meal,” I thought as I deleted her message too.

The rest of the work day went by rather slowly. When I signed out of my computer at the end of the day, I am sure I sighed a few sighs of relief to be out of that dungeon. I love my job, and all but I was an emotional bitch all day thinking about how that sucker used me. I was disgusted with myself. I couldn’t believe that I allowed myself to be swept up in his bullshit.

I scrubbed my body like crazy in the shower. My hole was fucking sore, and my head was still pounding from the strong ass drinks they served me at the club.

“What the fuck am I going to wear? She better tell me this damn news too, or else I am going to cuss her ass out,” I shouted as I tried to find something to wear in my closet.

I arrived at her house a little after 8:15, and when she opened the door you could tell she was holding back her anger.

“It’s about damn time!” She said while sipping on some wine.

“You’re lucky I came at all, I am not in the best mood tonight,” I said to her while trying to grab her wine.

“Nuh uh. Your wine is in the kitchen. Come on, I want to show you my news!”

“Show me your news? What?”

“Boy, just come on,” Andrea said pulling on my hand.

When we got to the kitchen, Andrea told me to brace myself for what was in store.

“Aaron, I’d like you to meet…”

I looked up, and my eyes couldn’t believe what they were looking at. The room suddenly became pitch black, and I fainted.

And that is part 2. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please let me know your thoughts, as any feedback is greatly appreciated! Until then stay tuned for part 3, and thanks again for reading!