Volume 01 - Dirty Shorts

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    I didn’t hear or see him return. Suddenly, without warning I felt his teeth sink into my ass. The bite was hard enough to leave an imprint in my cheek for over a week. It stung, and I grunted, but he quickly soothed the sting by licking the mark. He spread my legs as wide apart as my jeans would allow, causing my chest to slide along the wall. Thankfully, I still had on my t-shirt, which helped blocked most of the scraping against the plaster.
    I lost track of all conscious thought, and my body felt like little more than a pleasure vessel when he grabbed the base of the well-lubed butt plug in my ass. He slowly twisted it, pulling it out one small section at a time. It was a plug made of three balls stacked together and a teardrop sphere on the tip. Each ball got bigger as they got closer to the base. I could feel my ass stretch and then tighten as each ball slipped out. When just the end was still inside me, he pushed forward, not stopping until the base was firmly pressed against my hole.
    He started pulling it out again, then pushing it forward, back and forth. It felt wonderful, and my whimpers filled the entryway. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuck me.” I groaned. The pleasure from the plug was great, but I really wanted to feel him enter me. I could use the toy anytime but what I really wanted was his cock. “Fuck me.” I said again, this time a little louder.
    “I plan on it.” He nipped my ass cheek again. “I just love watching your ass open and practically suck the plug back in. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” I felt him reach forward and rub my balls. “God you have some big kiwis and kiwi has always been my favorite fruit. If I wasn’t ready to explode, I’d take my time to see if yours taste as ripe as they feel.” He said, as he finally removed the plug. As he stood up, I felt him slide his cock in the trench of my ass crack. I tried to thrust back against him but couldn’t get much leverage without digging my chest and face into the wall.
    “I’m going to uncuff you now.” He said, stepping away from me, I presume to grab his key. “Only because you’re going to need your hands to brace yourself against the wall.” He returned and quickly removed the cuffs before tossing them aside. With my hands free, I reached behind my back and felt his abs, strong and covered in a moderate amount of hair. So hot. I moved my hands down his stomach, gliding through his pubic hair to wrap around his hard cock. I stroked him from the base to his moist head. He was thick and at least seven inches long, a good size bigger than the plug he’d just finished using to fuck me. I spread the moisture around his cock and stroked him a few times before planting my hands on the wall in front of me. I thrust my ass back into him making it clear what I wanted.
    He rubbed his cock up and down my crack a few more times before stopping with the head against my opening. He slowly applied pressure, and I felt his cock forcing me to open wider to let him in. I relaxed and pushed back against him. He easily slipped inside, and it wasn’t until he was about three quarters in that he was filling me deeper than the plug had. With his hands holding my hips, he took his time working his dick in further with short shallow thrusts, going a little deeper with each one. When he was fully sheathed inside my ass, he paused for a minute giving us both a chance to steady ourselves.
    “Come on stud, fuck me like a mechanic.” I said, letting him know I was ready.
    “What?”
    “Fuck me hard, the way you promised you would earlier.” I begged him, needing his thick cock to pound into me mercilessly.
    “Careful what you ask for.” He warned.
    I didn’t have a chance to reply before he pulled his dick out and then swiftly thrust it back in. I moaned loudly. Fuck, his cock felt amazing filling me up. As he picked up his pace, he moved one hand to my shoulder for better control. He slid out until just the head was left encased within my ass, only to ram forward and pull out again. His strokes were long, powerful and they hit all of my pleasure buttons. It took most of my strength just to keep myself pushed away from the wall. He was grunting behind me as I kept up a continuous moan of encouragement.
    His thrusts became erratic, and I knew he was getting close. I wanted to stroke myself off, but I needed both arms to keep myself braced against the wall. He thrust forward one final time and