
The center room has a plywood wall tilted up with four glory-holes cut in. Like the hall, braces to the hall walls hold it steady. I get the feeling if someone pushed hard, the whole place would collapse.
I hear some groans and the occasional voice. I see no one. It’s damn dark. Marcus disappears almost instantly. I walk alone. There are a lot more guys there than I would think. Most are just standing there in the darkness. Several have their dicks out. Most just stand there staring at the ground. One or two look up. It takes me three laps before I realize the place is small and I’m seeing the same guys over and over.

A hot guy leans against the wall. I think he’s hot but can’t be sure. He stands in the dark. The light cuts a clean line right by his shoulder. My eyes are adjusting, but the light hitting him is reflected. His shirt is open. His chest is nice.

Tilt head. Hard stare. It stops him. Lean forward slightly. He quickly scrambles onto his stomach. “Be gentle.”
I smack his ass hard. “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”
Grab a pillow. I’m tempted to stuff it in his mouth. I use it to prop him up. Probably should be on his back. That might encourage him to talk. He stays on his stomach.
Play more with that hairy hole. Tongue. Fingers. First one, then two… three. Sweet. I’m Not sure whether he’s truthful about not having been fucked. I go with caution and really open him up. He’s shaking. “You cold, baby?”
“No, sir… just a little scared.”
Did I fucking call him “baby”? Did he reply with “sir”?
I run my hand down his back. My shame: “Don’t worry, daddy’ll take care of you.”
What a fucking douche I am.
Plus side: he relaxes. Thoroughly lubed, I try to enter. It hurts him. He’s clamped up. I try again. He’s shaking more. I move next to him. I get up close to his face. He’s wincing. I’m nowhere near his ass.
He looks at me with tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry.” He lets out a long and loud fart. I laugh for ten solid minutes. He’s humiliated. What ever happened to college guys enjoying a good fart?
He starts to talk again… He’s never fucked before. Given or received. Only BJs. Starts apologizing. He asks me what I want to do.
“I really want to tap that virgin ass.”
Berkeley’s on his back. Pillow propped up underneath. Lick and kiss his ass again. I’m taking a guy’s virginity. This doesn’t happen to me everyday.
Start to enter him. I stop. “Need to fart?” Berkeley laughs. He relaxes a bit. I rub his stomach. I tease his hairy hole with my cock. I push the head in. He winces. I tell him to breathe. I continue slowly moving in on his ass. Pushing in. Telling him to breathe. Pushing in. I’m all the way in. He’s tight. I’ve been in tighter. Stay in there a few minutes.

Slowly pull all the way out. Lean forward. Suck his dick a bit. He’s hard. Start back in again. Slowly… Easing in… Balls deep.

Pumping slowly. He seems to enjoy it. I begin to thrust a little faster. We change positions. He’s on his side. Berkeley seems to like this. I fuck him like that for a while. I get a better appreciation of how hot his body is. Toned. Zero fat. As only 21 fuckers can be.

Finally, we are back to where we started. He’s on his stomach. I’m on top of him. Whispering encouragement in his ear. He mutters the one word that makes me smile: “harder.”
Start fucking him with a little more authority. No longer looking for guidance on whether he likes it or not. Grab his hips and begin to fuck him. It’s my turn to talk. I tell him how great his ass feels. How tight he is. He tells me to keep fucking.
Leaning forward. Telling him how tight his virgin hole feels wrapped around my aching cock. I can feel myself getting close. Tell him I’m going to nut inside him. “You want my seed, bitch?”
“baby” is over.
He begs for it. I straighten up. I’m banging Berkeley’s ass. Pushing off his back when I cum. The orgasm tears through me like a lightening bolt. I fall into automatic fucking. Slamming into his ass as hard as I can. Thrusting and groaning as I pump my load into his virgin hole.
Collapsing on top of him. Kissing his sweaty neck. Biting his magnificent shoulders. Ask him if he liked it. He came again while I was fucking him. Yeah, he enjoyed it.
While he’s in the bathroom cleaning up, James appears in the doorway. He’s stroking his thick rod. He’s been watching from the hall for most of it. Berkeley returns. Thinks James is my boyfriend and starts to freak. He apologizes profusely.
James convinces Berkeley that we sometimes share tricks. If we shared him…
Berkeley practically dives for James’ huge unit. James cums quickly. He’s been rubbing it out for a while. James doesn’t go down easily. He can stay up for hours (sans Viagra/Cialis/etc.)
James and I trade off on the kid until sunrise.

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