Everyone is 18 years old. Reliving my high school memories. Long read.

Dave had avoided me anytime we saw each other at school but Brody did too. It wasn’t a  new feeling and to be honest I found it kinda hot that these two guys who by all accounts to everyone else were straight but had secret wants and desires they trusted solely me with. I never thought of it being romantic or any want for it to head that way. Honestly, a boyfriend would just get in the way of me being a free agent to fuck and suck as I pleased.

Brody had begun to pull away a bit and I heard from him less. I don’t know if it was internalized guilt, lack of interest or just different priorities but to be fair we didn’t owe each other anything. The one thing he did do was introduce me to a convenient spot to mess around in away from the chance of being caught.

The neighborhood had about 5 vacant lots left to be built and 2 of them had just been sold and being developed with new build sites. The one house we had been using was being furnished and as horny and reckless as I am there was something wrong about fucking in a house with carpet and tile that a family would be living on. So seeing new options being built was a life saver. Once the walls were up it was a green light, we just had to make sure a door was unlocked or accessible and most the times the garage doors just lifted overhead and they didn’t lock the door into the house from there.

One night I had been chatting with a guy relatively close by and was feeling the need to bust my load. With my family home I certainly couldn’t host and I’m sure his boyfriend wouldn’t be fond of him getting dick off a high schooler. So I told him about the construction site and he was game for having fun. We decided to meet once it was just dark enough to sneak in without neighbors noticing. He parked a few houses down and walked up the gravel driveway to meet me. He was mid 20’s cute but a little nerdy. Was more feminine than I expected from his pictures but he had this perky ass I wasn’t going to turn down.

We went inside and began making out he was a loud moaner and I constantly had to remind him to be quiet. Sometimes it’s a turn on but this guy needed a muzzle or gag. Our clothes came off easily and he revealed a torpedo shaped cock, narrow pointy head that widened in the middle before narrowing again at the base. About 6” in length and cut but even when he was hard it had a spongey feel to it. I dropped to my knees and began sucking his dick and holding his balls. Licking the tip of his cock and running the length with each pass I was getting him nice and wet.

Moaning constantly I finally shut him up, or tried to. We laid on the floor 69-ing with him beneath me. I made sure to keep my cock firmly planted in the back of his throat as he tried to squeal and moan around it. With his cock in my throat I began probing and fingering his hairless pink hole. It was funny actually. For how furry he was all over the crack of his ass was completely smooth and his hole was a hot pink that craved attention.

Pulling his cock out of my mouth I began tonguing his hole which drove him to moan even more. I continued to abuse the inside of his throat with my fat cock head while I lapped and sucked on his ring with my mouth.

We had been going at it for about 10 minutes when I heard a floor creak behind us. I froze in position unsure of where the noise had come from. As I looked around I caught the light of a flashlight in the other room. I quickly pulled myself off of my hookup and covered his mouth. It was too late.

Without warning a guy turned the corner into the room we were in pointing the flashlight in our direction. Shocked the stranger “what the fuck are you two doing?! Wait is this why I keep finding dried jizz in all my construction sites?” I covered myself as my eyes adjusted to the light in my face. As he walked over I could make out the details of the man. He must have been some foreman or construction manager. He was a spark plug of a man just over 5’8” with a barrel chest and wide hairy forearms. He had on a polo with the developer logo on and work jeans and steal toed boots. Probably in his late 40’s with a military flat top haircut. “You know you’re trespassing and I could have you arrested?”

In all the times I had done this I had never actually considered it trespassing or breaking and entering. But he had a point. And I certainly didn’t need to be on  the news or my parents finding out I had been the neighborhood fun time. I got up and apologized and started getting dressed. My hookup did as well and practically throwing me under the bus. “I didn’t know about this place, he told me to meet him here so if anyone should go to jail or be arrested it should be him.” I looked at him stunned but didn’t have an argument. The contractor looked at him and just said “then go”

My hookup ran out tripping over his shorts as he tried to pull them up. I had been abandoned and thrown to the wolves. I didn’t know what would happen next, would I be given the same free pass for freedom or was I being handcuffed and booked? I stood there covering my crotch as he continued to eye me up and down. The silence was occasionally broken by the sounds of his heavy boots on the rough wood floor. He circled me and asked how many other guys had I brought over. I answered “just one other knew about it”.

“Get him over here I want you both to understand your actions have consequences.” I tried to object but was cut off “I’m not calling the cops, I just want to make it clear to both of you to never do this again.” I pulled my phone out of the pile of my clothes and text Brody. Within a minute I got a text back “can’t tonight”. I showed the contractor. “Pity you’re just going to have to learn the lesson yourself.”

I turned to look at him, at some point while he had been circling me he had undone the button fly jeans he was wearing. His cock exposed to the world but only for me to see. He was rock hard sticking straight out. He had a thick beer can cock that looked angry. It was cut but had a wide scar and one thick throbbing vein running the top of it that wrapped around the end under his head.

I looked at it and was shocked at the turn of events, clearly Brody was missing out on the possibility to feel this open him up. Then the internalized realization and dread that since Brody wasn’t here, it was meant for me and me alone. I stepped back but he moved forward. Breaking the silence “my wife doesn’t put out and I can’t jerk off enough to get this to go down. So work a load out and this never happened. Or I can call the cops and I’m sure a night in jail will give you more than just one cock to service”

He had a point, I lowered to my knees and grasped the man’s cock at the base. I have large hands I can pretty much palm a basketball. But my fingers couldn’t wrap all the way around this man’s cock. In fact they didn’t even come close. It was like holding onto a bottle of wine. I leaned towards him, the musk of sweat, piss and work from a day in construction hit my nostrils. This was strong and I dreaded the taste I was about to endure on my tongue but what other option did I have.

I licked the tip and piss slit of his cock taking in the taste of him. Standing over me with his hands on his waist he let out a chuckle. Growing inpatient, he took his hand onto the back of my head and began to force me down onto his cock. I tried to relax my jaw the best I could but even then he was too big. All I could do was let him take over as he began to rock his meat in and out of my mouth.

Drool began to drip out of the corners of my mouth from being pride open. He moaned and bucked forcing more each time. I knew it was pointless to try and readjust or protest but the pain of tension I felt in my face was blinding. And then just when I thought I would break he pulled out. I gasped being able to take a full deep breath into my lungs. As I slumped backwards onto my feet I wiped away the tears and drool on my face and chest. I looked back up at him and he grinned down at me. I knew what was to come.

He gave me instructions. “Get your ass in the middle of the floor and bend over. I want to inspect you” I did as I was told and crawled the 10 feet over. I felt exposed and vulnerable. Sure I am typically assertive in sex and like to make my bottoms feel submissive but I’ve never made them crawl or be naked while I was fully clothed for an inspection. I stopped by my pile of clothes and did as he said.

I felt him walk up behind me and place a boot on my right ass cheek. Putting some pressure it separated and exposed my hole. Whistling “damn that’s tighter than I expected with all the traffic you’ve been bringing to my sites.” I hadn’t said much but at that time I thought this could be my chance. “I’m typically the one fucking the other. I don’t really like a dick up my ass” He laughed “well that’s something you and I have in common. The only difference is by the end of the night I’ll be the only one that’s still holds true for” My plan had backfired. Instead of gaining sympathy I had laid a challenge before him.

I felt his boot leave my body and he walked away. I turned my head to see him walk over and pick something up off the floor. “Your friend must’ve dropped this” He picked up 2 small bottles. “it’s your lucky night” He held up a small travel bottle of lube. “but what the fuck is this” He showed me a bottle of poppers. In my head I thanked my abandoner for being so quick and clumsy. I told him what the poppers did and he laughed again. “you guys have something for everything. But the only way you’re taking my cock is with a clear head”

As quickly as I thought I was finding an option of relief it was taken away. Stepping behind me one again he lowered to his knees. I felt the warmth radiate off of him onto my nude form as he separated my knees. His cock firmly and heavily place on my spread cheeks. He took his callused meaty hands and placed them firmly around my hips pulling me back against him and then letting me slide back away from him. He repeated rocking me back and forth allowing his cock to rub against my crack and hole.

He let out a moan and told me how good I was going to feel. “it’s been 2 years since I’ve had a good fuck. But you’re going to help me make up for lost time.” I shuddered at the thought of how hard I would be forced to take him. At this point my cock had lost all blood in it and just hung there defeated. Again he was up and walking around me. He stood in front of me and told me to untie his boots. He propped to my knees and did as I was told all they while his cock jutted out at my eye level. As I undid his boots he was undoing his belt and let them fall to the ground. Stepping out of his boots jeans and boxers he was now fully exposed to me. He looked like an ape man. He had thick matted body hair from the top of his sock all the way up to his neck line. His unkept pubes were a forest around his massive cock but even hairier were his balls.

His balls were massive in size which made sense in proportion to his cock. They were the size of lemons. Each hung there stretching his ball sack from the weight. He again brought his cock to my mouth and told me to get it wet. Realizing the my saliva was going to save me as much as the little bottle of lube I got to work. I spat on his cock and found all the fluids in my mouth and throat I could muster. After a few moments of feverish work he pulled away and walked behind me. I knew this was going to happen.

Again I felt him press against me this time hocking a was of spit against my tight exposed hole. He rubbed the thick meaty head of his cock against me smearing his and my saliva around. Then I felt a spurt of cold lube hit my hole and then more was splashed onto me as he greased the length of his cock. With that I felt him adjust his weight and push against me. I braced myself and tried to relax the best I could. He breeched my hole and I yelped leaning forward. He was quick to grab my waist and hold me. His cock was firmly placed inside my ring so he didn’t need to guide it anymore with his hands. Instead both wet greasy palms dug into my waist pulling me back onto him.

I continued breathing deeply and focused on relaxing. All of a sudden he popped out. “Fuck you are like a vice, I thought you were kidding about not getting fucked. Man am I lucky to be the one to break you.” He plopped the tip back inside and began his slow methodical descent into me. Tears rolled down my face as I let him continue to push into me. I was being opened wider than I ever had and didn’t know what to do to enjoy it. Most of the time this would be a fantasy. Construction worker, huge cock, straight needing relief. I tried to shake myself of the internal thoughts of how hot it should be. I was faced with the real fact I was here because I couldn’t control my libido and had fucked up and was paying the price.

He continued into me, firmly holding my hips and pulling me backwards. He wasn’t long but his thickness reshaping my insides took some time. It seemed like an eternity but all of a sudden I felt his pubes against my ass. I realized I had done it, I took him to the base without passing out. I looked over my shoulder to his beads of sweat building on his brow as he let out a sigh. We made eye contact and he smiled “you should be proud, my wife can’t take more than half of my cock in her cunt before she tells me to stop” The words hit me hard but turned me on.

I realized I could take control of this situation and work him over giving him the best fuck he’s ever had. I began to rock back and forth riding his cock and he moaned. His grip had softened to just resting for support on my hips and I glided back and forth onto him taking him deeper each time. At one point I rocked too far forward and he slipped out. I reached back to guide him back in and felt the gape that was my new hole. He had opened me up like he said he would. He quickly shoved himself back in and began a full hard and deep assault on my hole.

The rhythmic slapping of our skin and especially his giant balls filled the space and echoed through the house. He grunted and moaned at the sensations I was giving him from my hole. His breathing became jagged and short, his motions more sharp and stiff. All of a sudden his balls tensed and wave after wave of his hot thick jizz shot into my colon. His balls were a factory producing the amount of seed he unloaded. He slumped forward exhausted. His cock still twitching in my hole I squeezed him with my ring and he chuckled. “give me a minute and we can go again”

I looked back surprised. “I’m taking you for as many rides as I can and making up for lost time” I realized my night was no where from ending but rather just beginning. Within 2 minutes as promised I felt his cock begin to firm back up. He had never pulled out. Instead while he built his stamina back he had played with his nipples and rubbed his balls all the while telling me how hot I looked “hanging off daddy’s thick cock” I held myself squarely planted on my knees with my arms straight down locked to hold me from his force.

I’m sure I looked hot since baseball workouts had trimmed me down and all that was left was a bubble butt and my chest. The next thing I felt was his pelvis pushing into my spread ass. I saw stars, without warning he had pushed deeper into me than before. Being ill prepared I feel forward onto my chest. In one fluid motion he had sunken with me. My ass now sticking straight up under him and began his second round of fucking me. I though the first round was rough but this was unlike anything before.

Having bred me once he was unhinged with passion and stamina. He thrust and fucked me with a strength I’ve never felt since. My hole was putty to him, it was formed to fit his cock and no one else’s in that moment. The only saving grace was his previous load gave a slimy slickness to his cock as it hammered into me. As I was being pounded into I opened my eyes and looked over at his pile of clothes which were inches from me. I reach over and fished the bottle of poppers out of his pocket.

“Go ahead and take the edge off. Your hole is already stretched out” I unscrewed the cap and took a deep wiff of the acidic aroma. Then again. I felt the warm relaxing buzz swirl through my head and I let myself fall forward more as I enjoyed my new high. He continued the pounding as sweat dripped on my back. “damn that shit works, you feel like velvet massaging my cock into you. Take another sniff” I did as I was told, now enjoying his thrusting into me. Again my head spun and I was filled with warmth. I offered him the bottle and he took it.

His thrusting slowed as he unscrewed it and sniffed it. “that smells awful, how is this enjoya-“ His words trailed off and his thrusting became slow and methodical. Taking his cock fully out and then slowly plunging back in. He was feeling the effects and riding the wave of the new buzz that encircled him. Then I felt him go deep, as deep as he had gone and tensed up. With a grunt and heaving breathe load number 2 was buried to the hilt inside me.

He fell back and his cock fell out of me. I felt empty but warm from his load. I crawled forward tuning towards him and coming to rest on my knees. He was tired and still buzzed from the poppers. He looked at his cock and then back at me. “I want to look you in the eye with the next load” I was impressed. He had just cum 40 seconds ago and was already planning his third. Then he chuckled to himself. I looked confused. “when did your cock get hard? Don’t tell me my fucking you turned you into some bitch in heat” I hadn’t realized with all of the other sensations coursing through my body but I was indeed hard. My cock curved out and up from my body glistening with sweat and precum. I must have been enjoying his fucking on some primal level that made me hard.

I knelt there in silence awaiting my directions. He continued breathing heavily regaining his composure, his cock again had softened a bit was hanging between his thick hairy thighs. His balls still massive were producing another load to deposit inside of me. As I knelt, I felt a cold sensation running down my thigh. His loads had begun to leak out of my abused gaping hole. Seeing this he barked- “don’t let my load go to waste! Lay down, were gonna need that to keep you lubed and ready. Lay down on your back and show me my hard work”

I laid on the rough wood floor facing him. As I laid back, I instinctively raised my legs and pulled them up from beneath my knees. I was exposed again to him. I felt cold night air against my sore swollen hole. He walked over and wiped the load off my leg and put it back inside my hole. His fingers were rough and stung against me. He continued playing with the damage he caused. He seemed fixated on seeing how many fingers he could fit. In honesty, I probably could’ve taken all five at that moment compared to the size of his cock.

He probed and rubbed my hole with three fingers occasionally spitting on them before reentering me. My cock gave my pleasure away every time they were placed back inside my cock would twitch. This rough manly contractor had accomplished his goal. He turned me into his warm and welcoming hole for his pleasure. Once more a spat on my hole but this time rubbed his thick cock against it, easily slipping inside.

I gasped at the sensation but relaxed into the sensation. Without me having to focus on keeping my form and strength against him as I had been I was able to relax and enjoy the rippling pleasure running through me. I felt like I was on fire with the sensations his cock in my hole was sending through me. He began fucking me again his knees on the floor and leaning over me. His barrel chest and furry arms pinning me down framing my face. He stared down at me as I moaned beneath him. His gold chain dangled back and forth from his thick meaty neck and beads of sweat again formed on his brow,

I continued to ride wave after wave of pleasure moaning and panting under him. My legs raised up and crossed around his torso pulling him deeper into me. He took the green light and again became an animal deep thrusting into me. How this man was rock hard again pistoning his cock in and out was godly. I could feel his hot breath on my face and smooth chest. I opened my eyes and saw this look of passion and want in his. I picked my head up and met his with my mouth on his. He kissed me deeply his tongue exploring the depths of my mouth as his cock did the same to my hole.

We moaned and panted into the other. The pleasure was more than I could stand and I began to convulse and shake beneath him. I shot rope after rope of jizz between us hitting us both in the face. He pulled away looking down to see what had happened. He looked back up with a devilish grin and said “I love a squirter” I felt dirty and sexy. He licked the shot of thick jizz off my chin and kissed me deeply with it mixing my load and our saliva together.

While I had cum and shot my load my hole had clamped down on his cock and had milked the third load out of him. He was spent and tired. We passionately kissed for a few more minutes until he pulled away. I had satisfied his needs and had worn him out.

He stood up, his cock hanging beaten and sore. His balls tired of over production and his body wet with sweat and sex. He walked over and offered his hand. Pulling me up to stand my legs felt rubbery after an hour of assault. We looked at the evidence left on the floor. “My guys are going to talk about this tomorrow. But this time I’ll know who’s it was” He walked over to his clothes and began dressing. I followed suit and was quickly modest again all be it sore.

In the midst of our heated encounter my phone had gone off. A text from Brody read- “can we meet tomorrow?” I replied with a thumbs up. I showed my new friend and he chuckled. You’re just asking to get caught again aren’t you. I smirked and reminded him he did want to teach both of us a lesson. We walked out into the cold night air, his truck had been parked in the street this entire time. He walked to his driver side door and reached in. Pulling out a business card and a pen. He wrote something on it before handing it to me.

On the front was his name Sean W. and his contact information. He told me to text him a time and nothing else. I nodded and he got in his truck and drove off. When I turned the card over it had a separate number on the back with a capital C. I walked home with my legs of rubber slowly feeling his three loads soak my shorts and run down my left leg. Whatever I had gone through tonight want nearly as rough as I was in for tomorrow, but I didn’t know that.