Late Night Fun

Usually I do my laundry at home, since my apartment has a small washer and dryer available for the tenants. Every once and a while though it just makes sense to go to the laundry. Since I had a large amount of clothes to do, and nothing to wear to work in the morning, I decided that it was time to take my semi annual trip to the laundry. Packing up pretty much everything I owned, including my comforters and blankets, I stuffed the car full and headed off to the ‘mat with everything I needed to do the job.

When I got there I was pleasantly surprised to see that the place was deserted, since it was late and I didn’t really feel like talking. Besides, it was after midnight, so I figured I’d be pretty much by myself. I decided to do the clothes on my back as well, so I pulled my gym bag of spare workout clothes out of the car and went into the bathroom to change. Since no one was there, I was wearing a ratty t-shirt and cutoffs, with no sock or underwear. I threw everything into the washers, and started them all up.

I watched the clothes rotate, but quickly became bored, so I pulled out a book and started to read,. Just then, the door opened up, bringing a refreshing cool breeze into the humid air of the place. In walked a huge duffel bag wearing Birkenstocks and red hair. At least that was the impression I got. The bag hit the floor with an “Ooof” and I saw what was carrying the bag, He was hot, with ginger hair and freckles, and a body by Nautilus. Although he was short, everything was there, and definitely in the right place. He smiled at me and asked if any of the washers were still open. I laughed, and pointed him to the two washers in the place that I had not taken over.

“Sorry,” I told him. “Every stitch of stuff that I own is in these washers.”

“That’s OK,” he said, “two should be more than enough.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of quarters. Checking the price on the machines, he blanched slightly. “Crap, I didn’t realize how much these were. Do you have some laundry soap I could borrow? I don’t think I have enough for washing and drying if I buy soap.”

“Sure,” I told him, pointing at the jugs sitting on top of the washers, “Feel free.” As he grabbed the jug, I quickly said, “Careful! The top isn’t screw…” but I wasn’t quick enough. The large jug slipped and the cap flew off. The soap came out and splattered all over his shirt and shorts as he quickly righted it.

“SHIT!” he yelled, as he stood there dripping. “Thank god I’m wearing my swim trunks under this, I’ll have to throw this all in the wash now too.” And with that, he stripped off his shirt and dropped his drawers, giving me a beautiful shot of his hot twink ass. He was wearing Speedo swim trunks, the tiny ones that are just barely not a thong. “Sorry,” he said, “This is all I have left.”

“Doesn’t bother me in the least!” I said with a smirk on my face. “But you better hope the owner doesn’t come in, or he might have you arrested for indecent exposure.” As I said this, he turned around and I saw the front of the Speedos, and the piece of fuck-stick he was packing into it. “Or with starting a riot!”

He immediately began to blush, which I always find so cute. Redheads really are kind of screwed when they get embarrassed, since no matter what you can always see it on their face. I laughed again, and waved him to a seat. “Take a load off! Hey, I feel bad, I should have screwed that on tighter. You want a coke?” He nodded thanks as he finished starting his laundry and flopped into the chair.

I went over to the machine and grabbed a couple of cokes and a bag of chips. I really didn’t want chips that much, but it was worth it. I placed the cokes on top of the chips machine, and I was able to catch him in the glass of the machine checking out my ass as I stretched to reach them. I also noticed him looking very intensely at me as I squatted down to get the chips out.

“Here,” I told him as I handed him the cold coke. I ran my fingers across his chest as I said, “I really to feed kind of bad about that. Did you get any on you?”

He immediately began to blush, and stammered that he didn’t think so.

I asked him, “Did you check in the mirror yet?” and pulled him up out of his seat and toward the bathroom.

He really wasn’t fighting at all, so I figured that we were in good shape for a fun time. When I glanced at his lap as I pulled him up, I noticed the head of his cock was peeking out the top of the Speedos, and when I saw that I knew that he was definitely interested.

When I got him in the bathroom, I closed the door behind us and pulled him over to the mirror. I reached around from behind and ran my fingers down his chest. “Nope, looks like you’re clean,” I whispered in his ear as my fingers trailed down to the exposed tip of his cock. “Or maybe you are a little dirty after all!” I slid my hands into his Speedos as he sighed at my touch, and melted back against my body.

He leaned back, and I could spot him closing his eyes in the mirror, so I leaned down and gently kissed his neck, causing a shiver to run through his body. Hooking my fingers into his briefs I slid them down exposing his cock and balls. It was everything I had hoped for. The cock was at least 8 inches long, with a girth of at least 2 inches. The head was bigger, mushroom shaped, and a bright purplish red. His balls were large and bare. His whole groin was shaved, which really turned me on. I love a man that keeps his playground clean.

I reached my hand back around him and started to fondle his cock and balls, watching them strain in the mirror. His breathing was already getting heavy, and I really liked where this was going. Pulling back, I turned him around and pushed him onto the top of the toilet tank. Quick as a snake, my head darted down to his, and I swallowed him in one quick gulp. He hit the back of my throat and didn’t even stop. I guess all that deep throat practice was going to pay off this time. I felt his cock head enter my throat and I couldn’t help myself, I swallowed, massaging the head with my tonsils.

“Jesus!” he groaned, “I’ve never done anything like this before!”

That was enough to make me stop and pull back. “What? Never?” I said, with a twinkle in my eye, “Or do you mean hardly ever?”

“Never,” he said, his voice going huskier with need. “I’ve never been with a man before, and my girlfriend has never gone down on me. She says I’m too big for her.”

I chuckled as I replied, “Nope, sorry Charlie. She must just be one of those people that doesn’t get the whole oral thing. I’ve never yet seen one big enough that I couldn’t fit it in.”

“Geez,” he moaned, “this is really incredible. What do you want me to do? What will make you keep doing this?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” I chuckled again, more evilly this time, as my head plunged back onto his beautiful cock. I started with a light rhythm, treating his cock like an incredible lollipop. I swirled my tongue around his head, then dropped myself full on his length, giving a little throat squeeze as he bottomed out. Then I would pull off again, and use my tongue on his shaft.

Every once and a while I would drop down onto his lovely balls and suckle them gently into my mouth. My hands meanwhile were playing with his hairless chest and twisting his gorgeous nipples. I love a smooth body, and I was really getting off on this one. I brought my hands down, and my right hand dipped between his thighs, and I wet my fingers in my mouth. As I deep throated him again, I ran my fingers up his thighs and gently started probing his tight little pucker.

“What are you doing?” he said rather breathlessly, as he tensed up. “I’m not sure if we should do this.”

I popped off his cock for a second and said, “Well, you wanted to know what I wanted to keep doing this, you’re about to find out.” As I said this, I plunged back down with my tongue, licking and sucking on his asshole, as he squealed like a little girl. His hands gripped my hair, and he started to pull me away. Just then though, my tongue penetrated his pulsing pucker, and instead he pulled my face harder toward him.

Using my tongue and one finger, I started to gently open his hole, blowing on it to watch my saliva dry, then wetting him again. I started working more into him, first the whole finger up to the root, then a second, using them to massage the inside of his passage. I popped back up to his lonely looking cock, and started sucking on it again as my fingers worked their way in and out of his bottom. He was panting pretty hard now, so I was pretty sure he was ready for the next step. As I deep throated him, I plunged 3 then 4 fingers into his now loose asshole and started massaging his prostrate. His breathing became high and fast.

“I’m going to come!” he panted, “I’m going to come now!”

Just then I dropped all the way down on his tool, and at the same time tweaked his prostate in just the right way. He groaned as he started shooting his massive load straight down my gullet. I never even tasted the first couple of shots as they went right to my stomach, but I pulled up enough that I could get a good mouthful of his tasty cum. I had to swallow a couple of times, as he just kept shooting. I felt the pulsations slow to a stop, so I stroked his prostrate a couple of more times and was rewarded with one final mouthful of cum.

Popping up, I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him hard. Like the bitch he was turning into, he opened his mouth immediately, and I passed him is own cum, using my tongue to swab it all through his mouth. He groaned against me, then I felt him swallow his own cum. At the moment, I knew he was mine.

Dropping my shorts to the floor, I immediately pressed my near naked body against him. He reached out and ripped my shirt right off my chest, and began running his hands all over my chest and body. I felt his hand on my nipples as I got myself positioned between his thighs again. I attacked his mouth again, forcing my tongue into his mouth as I pressed my pre-cum soaked cock up against his virgin hole.

I could feel him tremble beneath me, and I knew that he was trying not to tense too much as my head began to prod between his cheeks. Fortunately for us both, he never saw my cock, or this might never have happened. My 10 inch coke bottle width cock pressed hard against his whole, and when he groaned, “It’s too big!” I merely grunted that he only thought that because it was his first time.

My head slipped into his pucker, and stopped right up against the pucker. I began to bear down on him as I ran my hand from his hair down his neck, until I reached his pecs. I kissed him hard again as I tweaked his nipple hard, and shoved deep into his virgin ass.

I felt the vibration of his scream of pain against my teeth as he started to fight me off, but I held him down and stayed where I was, letting his body get used to the pain. As the pain faded, he started to relax, and then he started to try to get more of me in him. I could feel his dick growing hard against my stomach as I started to push and push, trying to get my whole cock up inside him.

He still had tears running down his cheeks as I finished pushing into him, but it was obvious that he had gotten to the point of learning just how much fun a cock up the ass can really be. I started to move around, but it was obvious that I wasn’t going to last long. The lead up was more than enough to make me boil, and plugging into this hot ass was all I needed to send me over the edge.

He moaned as he felt the hot come blast deep into him. As I finished exploding, I gave him another long lingering kiss then pulled slowly out of his bottom. “My god!” he exclaimed, “I have never felt anything like that before! That was incredible. What did it feel like to you?”

“Maybe it’s about time you found out!” I told him as I leaned against the wall and pulled him by his now hard dick toward me. I turned around and assumed the position against the wall as he quickly placed his soaked cock against my well traveled back door. He quickly got into a rhythm, and I was groaning and moaning as I felt his sausage slide over my prostate. His big mushroom head rode back and forth over that little sucker like he’d done this a million times. It wasn’t long, even with his earlier eruption, that my well trained ass had him ready to blow. He thrust hard into me one more time, and I felt him going off. I used every trick I knew to milk his cock of its pearly juices. As I finished up, he slumped against me and kissed the side of my neck.

“That was amazing,” he whispered in my ear. “Better than anything I’ve ever done with my girlfriend.”

I turned inside his arms and gave him one final kiss, then reached down to pull on my tattered shorts. “Maybe you need a new girlfriend. Or maybe a new boyfriend,” I said with a smile on my face. I reached into the pocket and pulled out my business card case, and handed him a card. “Give me a call, anytime.”


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