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almost all the way out. I watched Derrick’s reflection in the mirror. His eyes were closed part way, and he was licking his lips. It was a hot sight to behold. Me with my slight frame, I was only 5'8" and thin, fucking this big 6'2" brawny, muscular god.
I looked down and watched my cock go in and out of Derrick's ass. He pushed back saying, "Harder. Fuck me harder, man!"
I began to pick up speed, grabbing the sides of his beefy butt and holding on as I began to pound his ass as hard as I could. Derrick was pushing back on my dick to ensure he got as much of me in him as possible.
"Come on, Buddy. Ride that big ass. Make me fucking cum. I'm so fucking close!" barked Derrick.
Hearing him talk like that excited me, so I began to pound into his butt cushions harder. I knew I was close. In the mirror I saw ecstasy in Derrick's eyes as he looked back ay me and said, "Aw fuck, man, this is it. I'm gonna blow!" And at that I felt his hole tighten around me as his jizz shot out, hitting the mirror and running down it. The sight of this was too hot for me. I felt my own balls tighten as my own cock erupted inside Derrick. I felt my juices fill his bowels.
"That's it!' he screamed out.
My cock softened as I let it flop out. My cum was all over Derrick's ass hole. "Damn," I said. "That was hot."
"It sure was," responded Derrick, rising to his feet and grabbing a wad of tissues from the box on the cash wrap to clean himself up. We both dressed in virtual silence until Derrick asked, "When do you work next?"
"Tomorrow. Why?" I replied.
"Good I'll be back then. For a real fitting.
"What do you mean real?" I asked.
"Come on, Buddy. I may be muscle bound but that doesn't mean I'm stupid. I saw you checking me out from the minute I walked in. And making me strip for a fitting. Come on, I knew all along what you were up to. It just so happens I wanted the same thing. So tomorrow you can give me a real fitting for my wedding tux and then after, maybe another "special fitting".” With that he winked and let out another chuckle and was out the door.
I couldn't believe that he had set me up. And I couldn't have been more pleased.