Woke up late yesterday morning and drowsily went about cleaning up and doing some house chores that haven't gotten done with my work schedule and the holidays. I went to Eastern Market, had lunch and then stopped by the hardware store. I did several loads of laundry and by 4:00PM I was elbows deep in the toilet tank trying to fix the flapper, when my cell rang. It was The Married Guy. I originally first met The Married Guy at a co-worker's Holiday Party in Upper NW DC a couple of years ago. Since then he has sporadically dropped by to mess around and fuck, but I haven't heard from him since shortly before the beginning of summer.
Prior to Christmas, I was at the same co-worker's Holiday Party chatting with several people about a recent event in DC when I looked up to see The Married Guy standing behind one of the ladies in the group with a look of utter terror crossing his eyes. The lady was his wife. I quickly smiled and extended my hand introducing myself. He gathered himself and successfully avoided disaster by reminding me that we had met before at one of my co-worker's previous gatherings. The group fell back into chatting about the recent event and slowly broke up to mingle and refresh drinks until The Married Guy and I were standing by ourselves.
I had to inwardly grin at him. I'd fucked him and he'd enjoyed it. He devoured my cock and luved it but at that moment all of his swagger and confidence was gone. He was clearly very uncomfortable. I whispered to him to relax. "No one at that party has any idea that we are anything by casual acquaintances.", I said. As I went to move away and mingle some more I said, "Don't be a stranger."
I hadn't given it much thought since that night. The Married Guy is a typically confused and closeted married guy. He craves a good hard manfuck, but as soon as he has showered and gotten his clothes back on he feels guilty. Don't get me wrong - he is a nice guy. And he is fucking hot! The poor guy is just in a constant state of turmoil and guilt.
Looking at my cell I didn't immediately recognize the incoming number. Me: "Hello", I said.
The Married Guy: "Hey, it is The Married Guy", he said hesitantly.
Me: "Hey, Good Morning. How's it going?", I replied.
The Married Guy: "I hope it isn't a bad time. I was out running a few errands and thought I'd call to see if I could drop by?", he said.
Me: "You want to fuck around?", I asked.
The Married Guy: "That's what I was kinda thinking.", he replied.
He was about 15 minutes from my place. I pulled the bathroom door shut and went downstairs to wash my hands really good. Barely 15 minutes later The Married Guy was at my front door wearing blue jeans with his hands jammed into his pea coat looking awkward.
Me: "Hey guy.", I said as I opened the door.
I got a smile and a "Hi" from him as I led him upstairs to my bedroom. I got out of my clothes as quickly as I could and hopped up on my bed to watch him undress. I get off watching The Married Guy and he seemed to enjoy watching me watch him. There was a cockiness to his movements as he undressed. When he was fully undressed he stood in the middle of my bedroom floor with his arms on his hips giving me a chance to stare.
I patted the mattress next to me and he moved onto the bed to join me. As I found his lips I couldn't keep my hands off his firm body. After messing around for a long time, I pushed his head down to my crotch and closed my eyes as he engulfed my cock with his warm mouth. His body was smooth and warm against me as he alternately sucked, licked and kissed my cock and balls It felt incredible, but I had no intention of wasting my nut down his throat.
Without warning I forcefully flipped him over onto his stomach and kissed my way from his neck, down his back and kneaded his smooth ass cheeks. I intended to take him and he had no idea. The thought had me more hot than normal. Something in me said that this married guy wanted to get dicked and I was in the mood to really dick him. It was rough but apparently not too rough. He seem to melt at my touch.
I fumbled in my bed stand for some lube and started to work him. He was very tight. I slowly worked and pushed a single finger into his crack and against his pucker. I was firm as I pressed it into him and he grunted a little but quickly accepted it. I worked him and squeezed his ass checks and waited for him to respond. After a while I pulled my finger out and squirted some more lube along his crack. Then I slowly worked and pushed two fingers into him. He bucked slightly as I pushed the fingers in and expanded his hole. He even met my penetration by pushing his ass back against my hand.
Finally I pulled my hand out of his crack and lubed my hard cock. Then I mounted him and thrust my cock into him. He bucked and shifted under me but with each thrust I made sure I penetrated deeper and he was soon mine. I fucked him deep and hard. I worked his legs apart and dug my knees into the bed so that I could roughly thrust into him. He is always very tight. It is clear that he doesn't get fucked often and his tightness is incredible, This time his lubed tightness around my raw cock was almost overpowering. I could feel him meeting me and moving to take the furious assault I was making on his ass. His hole clung to my cock as I pulled out. My balls smacked furiously against him as I thrusted into him and he just moaned. As I felt the pressure build and as I reached that point-of-no-return, I leaned down and grunted into his ear, "I am going to seed your tight ass!". Then I exploded into him.
I collapsed on him and laid there with my weight against his firm body. I could feel his heavy breathing under me. Finally, I rolled off next to him and we both laid there very quietly for about 10 minutes. Then I heard him say, "You came in me."
I did not reply.
We laid next to each other on my bed another 10 minutes or so and he did not move. I slowly worked my cock until it was respectably hard again. Then I pulled The Married Guy onto his back and lifted his legs up to my shoulders and mounted him again. My cum was warm and sticky in him and my cock slid easily back into him. I fucked him again - this time gently and slowly as we kissed and he looked at me. He was soon meeting every thrust and holding my ass in his hands. Then I gave him his second load of the day.
I said nothing as we recovered next to each other.
Finally, he asked me. "You are HIV- right?"
"Yes", I replied. "Nothing to worry about there."
Me: "Grab a shower. You don't want to be too long finishing your errands."
And then he left.
I wondered exactly what The Married Guy's reaction was to taking my loads until I got a text from him after midnight telling me that I was still dripping out of him.
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