Twink: Happy Eighteenth (3/4)
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Author: H.E.Ganymede Published: 9/22/2005 story views: 25276
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his pants and got out of them. I pressed against him as the head of his cock slid in between my cheeks, stopping at my tight pink circle. Part of me was very scared. The only person who ever came close to fucking me was my best friend Charles, he would always play with my hole but he never slid his jimmy inside of me.
I closed my eyes as he pressed on, sliding the tip of the head inside of me. “Damn you’re tight,” he exclaimed as he tried to push further into me. “Relax babe,” he said kissing my neck, “you have absolutely nothing to worry about.”
I did as he said loosening my asshole and letting the rest of his cock slide inside of me. He bore down on me until his entire length was in me. When he was completely inside, he wrapped his arms around my chest, pressing me against him. The buttons of his shirt cut into my back but I loved feeling his body against mine. His mouth worked my neck, kissing me as he drove in and out of my ass. The harder he thrust into me the harder I held onto his arms.
“Aww Fuck, Fuck!” He screamed out as he released a blast of cum inside my virgin hole.
Feeling his warm cream slide up my ass and fill my insides made me shoot my own load. Together we shot blast after blast until we were both spent. Afterwards, I gathered my clothes and started to get dressed.
“Do you have to go?” He asked.
“No I really don’t have anywhere to go,” I said. I didn’t want to go into the details of my situation with a complete stranger.
“Good,” he said.
I tossed my clothes aside and we both got into bed. He wrapped his arms around me and cradled me. I’d never felt safer. To think just a few hours ago I was walking the streets aimlessly and now here I was wrapped in someone’s arms. I couldn’t have asked for more.
I didn’t wake up until well past breakfast time. It took me a minute to realize where I was at and then I remembered everything. I rolled over and to my dismay the bed was empty. I called out for him, but silence was my only answer. Could all this have been a dream? I wondered. I looked over to the side of the nightstand to find an envelope.
Inside there were several hundred-dollar bills. It was more money than I’d ever seen in my entire life. There was also a note attached which read:
To My Sexy New Friend,
I had to run out on business. I hope that’s enough to cover your fee. I’m no good at putting a price for these things, but believe me when I say you were worth every penny. I will be in town again next week. I don’t have your contact info but would love to see you again. If you like meet me at the lobby next Friday around eight and we can go for round two.
Hope to see you then.
P.S. The room is paid for until tomorrow so feel free to stay there until then.
I couldn’t believe what I was reading. This guy thought I was a hustler. Even more I couldn’t believe he was willing to pay so much. After all I enjoyed it as much if not more than him. Oh well, Happy Birthday to