Chapter 4: Another avenue
He saw me coming out of the stall and his eyes caught mine. "Do you offer more than a blow in the stall?" The man who had been watching me from the shadows asked as I exited the stall. He was a fit guy, perhaps around 40. Neat, clean and good looking. Clearly a little nervous.
"Depends on what you're looking for," I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach. I was in uncharted territory now. This man was different from the others I'd encountered, and I could feel an electric charge in the air between us.
He seemed nervous, but there was an eager spark in his eyes that told me he was looking for something more than just a quick release.
"I'm looking for an experience," he admitted, his voice low and husky. "Something... intense."
I smirked, my eyes raking over his body. "Intense, huh? I think I can help you with that."
He licked his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "Do you have somewhere we can go?"
I nodded, my heart pounding with anticipation. "My place isn't far"
I started toward the exit and he followed. Out on the street he introduced himself as Mark. He was a bit shy, but the thrill of what we were about to do had his eyes alive with anticipation. We walked the few blocks to my place in silence, the tension between us growing with each step. When we reached my apartment, I unlocked the door and led him inside.
As soon as the door closed behind us, I turned to face him. "So, Mark," I said, my voice low and husky, "what exactly are you looking for ?"
He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I want to control you like a toy that belongs to me" He said, his voice filled with a mixture of nervousness and desire.
I smirked, a mixture of amusement and excitement coursing through me. "Well, Mark," I said, my voice low and sultry, "I think we can definitely make that happen."
He looked taken aback for a moment, then his eyes narrowed with determination. "Take your clothes off. Now."
I obeyed, slowly stripping off my clothes, allowing him to watch as I revealed my body inch by inch. I could see the hunger in his eyes, the way his gaze lingered on my cock, now hard and eager.
"Turn around," he commanded, his voice firm.
I did as I was told, turning to face the wall. I could feel his eyes on me, devouring every inch of my body. I felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine.
He was close now, his breath hot on my neck as he reached around and gripped my cock, giving it a hard squeeze. I gasped, my body tensing at the sudden touch.
"You're hard," he observed, his voice a low growl. "You like being told what to do, don't you?"
I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps.
I fucking love it."
Mark's grip on my cock tightened, and he began to stroke me roughly, his other hand coming around to pinch one of my nipples hard. I cried out, the sharp pain sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
"Good boy," he whispered in my ear, his voice thick with lust and satisfaction. "You're a dirty little toy, aren't you?"
I moaned, pushing back against him, wanting more. I'm your dirty little toy."
Mark's hand left my cock and moved down to grip my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh.
"Bend over," he commanded, his voice low and harsh.
I did as I was told, bending at the waist and placing my hands on the wall for support. I felt his other hand join the first, both hands gripping my ass, spreading my cheeks wide. I could feel the cool air on my exposed hole, and I shivered with anticipation.
"Fuck, you've got a perfect little ass," Mark growled, his voice thick with lust.
I felt his fingertip brush against my hole, and I tensed, my body clenching with need.
"Relax," he murmured, his voice soothing despite the rough edge. "You'll enjoy this more if you relax."
I took a deep breath and forced my body to comply, my muscles unclenching as I let him in. His finger slid inside me, the intrusion making me moan against the wall. He worked me slowly, his finger moving in and out, stretching me, preparing me.
"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his breath hot on my neck.
"All you get is this finger slut" I taunted back, grinding back into his hand.
Mark's finger was moving faster now, fucking me with steady, relentless strokes. I could feel my body relaxing more and more, the initial burn of intrusion replaced by a deep, aching need. "Fuck, you're making me drip, you dirty little toy," I moaned, my cock throbbing against the wall.
"That's it, you filthy little slut. You like taking my finger, don't you?" Mark growled, his voice thick with lust.
I panted, my body trembling with need. "Yes...fuck yes.
I fucking love it," I gasped, my body trembling with need.
I nodded my head eagerly, my face pressed against the wall. "Yes, God, yes.
Fuck my ass with your fingers, Mark. Make me yours."
Mark's hand left my cock and moved down to grip my ass again, his fingers spreading my cheeks wide. I felt his hot breath on my hole as he leaned in, his tongue swirling around the sensitive skin.
"Fuck, you taste good," he groaned, his voice thick with lust.
He inserted another finger, this time twisting and turning, exploring every inch of me. I moaned loudly, the pleasure-pain mixture driving me wild.
And then in a complete loss of control my cock erupted spontaneously spewing my hot jizz onto the wall.
He had broken through every single barrier within me, leaving me a quivering mess, and he knew it.
"Thanks boy. Exactly what I wanted. Now sit there and let me watch your cock relax." I felt exposed, him still fully clothed, me naked and satisfied.
My cock twitched, still hard from the intense orgasm.
"Make me a coffee" he said .
I nodded, my body still trembling slightly as I walked towards the kitchen.
I poured us both a coffee, my hands still shaking slightly. I walked back into the living room and handed him his coffee. He was sitting on my couch, sipping his coffee, watching me.
"Sit down" he said, patting the seat next to him. I sat down and he put his hand on my thigh, squeezing it hard. "Good boy.
I took a sip of my coffee, trying to calm my nerves. "What do you want to do now?" I asked softly. "That's all I wanted. You are so sexy mate" Mark said, his voice filled with appreciation and lust.
He finished his coffee, put a hundred bucks on the table and left.