He told me he had never seen a dick big as mine before and I could see both the terror and excitement in his eyes which pleased me. I told him that it was too late to turn back now. Everyone in the bar has been blown or has fucked him and it was finally fucking my turn.
I may be short, but I used my strong hands to flip hm around and bend him in half giving myself unobstructed access to his puckered juicy ass that he bragged about in the bar on how he could take whatever I dished out I told him; he should never bite off more than he could chew. With my massive dick up against his tender pink star, I spat into my palm and lubed the tip of my shaft and began to push it in slowly. As he took a deep breath, I placed my hands on his shoulders, holding him in place. Leaning forward I told him to relax and handed him a bottle of poppers to help ease the way. As his mind clouded over, his hole opened for my rock-hard fuck stick. My stokes became longer and deeper just as I could feel my balls started to churn and my dick began to swell, contract, thicken and pulse. Without any warning I blasted a two month’s load of devil juice which I am sure covered every inch of what used to be his tight hole. When he looked over his shoulder with a look of disbelief, I flashed him a grin and said, " No hay necesidad de preocuparse chico, todavía no he terminado contigo. Solo necesitaba que te lubicalaras adecuadamente para que realmente pueda follarte ahora” (No need to worry boy, I’m not done with you yet. I just needed you properly lubed so I can really fuck you now.) Hope you are ready because I’m about to bury this cock deep in your ass until I am satisfied you have been well fucked or my wife wakes up.
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I just finished school at BYU and was feeling I needed out of this repressed city and decided to move. I was also tired of the snow and cold. With very few possessions and after 24 years of this place, I packed everything I owned into my car and headed down to Arizona.
When I arrived in Arizona, I had no idea where the bad or good areas were in the Phoenix area. Starting at one end of the city and working my way to the other end seemed like my best choice. This would give me an overview of the area and I could explore the city at the same time. The first place I checked out was The Ryan on Jefferson Street. I was shocked to learn that a studio apartment in this place started at $1,944.00 can could be as much as $2,424.00 and the entire living space was 579 sqft. Not to mention the salary requirement of making 3 times the amount of the monthly rent had me questioning the whole relocation thing. The next place was Park of Central Apartment Homes on Central Avenue, and the monthly rent was $1,515 for a 488 sqft. Studio apartment. It was less expensive, but it was also smaller. However, it is close to the city center which could be nice. When I entered the rental office at Sienna Pointe Apartments, I noticed two guys talking to the assistant manager about rent or something. When they saw me, they stopped speaking and stepped aside to let me ask about rental information. After getting rental information I turned around and headed out the door and was calling it for the day. Before I made it to my car, I thought it would be wise for me to continue my search for a place to live being that I was on a tight budget and unemployed. I managed to save some money but if I continue using my credit card for everything, I could get in trouble quickly. I had just reached my car when I heard, aye can I talk to you for a minute. When I turned around, one of the guys that had been speaking to the assistant manager was standing right in front of me. He was wearing a New York Yankees baseball cap tilted to the side and was a little taller than me, over six foot tall, about 185 pounds and fucking muscular under his white tank top. My eyes automatically went right to his massive package in his basketball shorts, whatever he was packing was hanging to his left. As I moved my eyes upward, I noticed his sweet brown skin under his white tank top and the tattoos on his shoulders and his light peach fuzz above his lip as he just smiled at me and asked if I was looking to rent a room. Obviously, he knew I was and started telling me that he and his friend live a three-bedroom at Hacienda Apartments on Vogel Avenue, and they were looking for a roommate. He insisted that I come and look at their apartment which I did. It seemed like a nice place, and he took me into a room and told me he would only charge me $300.00 a month for the room. It was at this time he told me is name was Roberto and where in Mexico he was from. |
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