Tv Returned

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 1

 

It was sometime mid-70's that I decided to buy and flip my first house.  I was about 25 years old, single, and had nights, weekends, and summers to do the work.  My sister was a realtor and was willing to keep an eye out for just such a venture.  I was a teacher who barely made a living and was wanting to have some spending money.  Understand that I had saved some money and gotten some more when my grandparents died leaving me a small legacy as well as a godparent who had provided for me in his will.  Now, I wanted to make that legacy grow rapidly.

 

Some time mid-March, my sister called and told me she had found the house for me to flip.  It was an older home that had an extra large living room, one bedroom, one bathroom, an eat-in kitchen, enclosed back porch, full basement including a coal room, fenced yard, and a relatively new 2-car garage.  Looking at it and having it inspected all that it needed was to be cleaned out, painted inside and out, update some plumbing, upgrade the bathroom and kitchen, and install carpet.  It sounds like a lot but I was willing to take the time and gamble.

 

The house was in a neighbourhood that was being revitalized by new younger owners who were taking over from original owners.  Now, saying all of this one might think why bother to do all the work that was obviously needed.  The house had been rental property with good tenants and had run the depreciation life of the owners.  It was under priced at fifteen thousand but with the improvements could easily be sold for thirty-five thousand.

 

Closing didn't happen until after Memorial Day and that left me four days until I was free for the summer.  Perfect timing.  Late Friday afternoon when I had finished my year, I was at my newly acquired property taking measurements and laying out a plan and list of everything I would need.  I got up early Saturday morning and went shopping piling everything into the back of my pickup.  Everything was put on the enclosed back porch.  I then began ripping out carpet and padding taking the strips to the garage.  My work was on its way.

 

I had been working for two weeks when I heard someone knocking on the front door.  I went to the door and opened it finding a tall lanky guy with a big television set resting on the porch railing.

 

"May I help you?" I asked.

 

"I'm bringing back your tv," he said.

 

This guy was about my age.  He was tall probably around 6 feet 3 inches to my 5 feet 10 inches.  He had rather long light brown or sandy hair that was bushy.  I weighed 155 pounds at the time, and he probably weighed that or maybe even less.  He was so lanky and lean looking.  He had on a white t-shirt that revealed a broad chest and decided large biceps.  Hair sprouted up over the top of his t-shirt which matched the volume he had on his forearms.  He had me beat for sure as I was just a small time runner and swimmer.  Still, I found him attractive.

 

"Sorry to disappoint you, but that isn't my tv," I said.  "I just bought the house.  It must belong to the former tenants."

 

"Oh.  Well, do you have a way to get in contact with them?" he asked.

 

"No.  They weren't my tenants.  I could give you the name of the previous owners.  They might know how to get in touch with them." I offered.

 

"Okay.  Uh, do you mind if I bring this in though?  I don't want to leave it out here or in my car," he said.

 

"Sure.  Let me help," I said opening the storm door and locking it open.  I went outside, and the two of us picked up the heavy table top set and moved it inside setting it on the floor.

 

"They paid for the repairs already.  I can't believe they haven't called to let us know they were moving," he said.

 

"Well, there's no accounting for some people's thought processes.  Come on back to the kitchen where I have the information," I said.  I turned and began walking through the living room toward the kitchen followed by the delivery guy.  I rummaged through my papers finding the name and number of the previous owners.  I wrote it on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

 

"Are you doing all the work here yourself?" he asked.

 

"Yes.  It's an investment.  I'm tearing out all the old and putting in new and updating where it's needed," I said.  "I should be able to sell it for a nice profit unless something goes wrong.  Would you like to see all of it?"

 

"Oh, yeah.  I'd like that," my unexpected guest said.

 

I took him on the grand tour much as it was ending in the basement.  "This is what I haven't figured out just what to do with yet.  It will need a heating source if it's going to be of any use.  What I find really interesting is the old coal storage room.  It still has the exterior coal door but that's welded shut now.  There aren't any windows, and it's totally black when the door is closed."  I laughed.  "I have had some fun thinking about how the room could be used."  I laughed again.

 

"I don't understand.  What do you mean?" he asked looking at me cocking his head.

 

I motioned for him to follow me.  I opened the door and stepped inside.  He followed me inside, and I closed the door.

 

"OH, MAN!" he said.

[shinelover]

Fuck, you definitely left us hanging there! I could feel something sexy building. Please post more very soon.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 2

 

I laughed once more.  "I told you.  It's a perfect dungeon.  Put a couple of red lights in here would make this a wonderful dungeon to play in.  But, since I'm not going to live here, I'll leave that up to any future owner."

 

"You know, it would be fun just the way it is with no lights.  Invite some people over and have them all come in here and play tag or hide-and-go seek." he said.  "Or . . ." he laughed "you could have a party where people moved around trying to guess who they ran into."  And, with the last eight words being spoken, I could tell my guest was moving away from me.  The next words came from across the room and were just audible.  "It's a perfect place for all kinds of potential play time.  I just thought of a game.  Everybody comes in, the door is closed, then, everybody moves to somewhere on a wall.  Someone says 'go' and everyone moves around trying to find the others.  When you feel a hand on you, you have to take off some clothing until everybody is naked.  Sort of a cross between strip poker and blind man's buff."

 

I stood there processing his words saying finally, "Sounds like an excellent party game to me.  I wonder if it could really work?"

 

"Let's see if it would," I heard quietly from a new position in the room.

 

I moved from my spot and began a slow steady advancement in the dark with my arms stretched out.  I met several times a wall and re-directed my search.  My steps were as light as possible so as not to give away my position yet wanting to be found.  As I made a turn to my left, I felt a hand touch my back.  I jumped.  The hair on the back of my neck stood up.  I quietly giggled.  This was fun.

 

Hands now grasped my arms and a presence was felt behind me.  The same hands reached down pulling my t-shirt out of my pants and pulled it up and over my head.  An arm wrapped itself around my chest pulling me backwards until I was standing back to front of my guest and game opponent.  I felt his head lowering itself until his mouth was near my ear where I could hear his breathing.

 

"Toss clothes to the walls for safety," he said and then he was gone.

 

Once more we stalked each other in the darkness.  Round and round we went quietly.  He found me three more times removing both my shoes and a sock.  Then, the tables turned.  I found him three times removing his t-shirt and both shoes.  Next came off my other sock.  He lost both of his socks.  Once more I found him and his pants came off with a slowness.  Each item of clothing had actually been removed by the one who found the loser.  The score now was I had on my work pants and underwear, and he had on his underwear.  It was a heady game and exciting.

 

My cock was definitely aroused and leaking pre-cum.  I knew it was happening but was focused on finding him in the blackness of the room so that I could claim victory.  But, my advantage was lost after several minutes.  A hand touched and then quickly grabbed my hand.  The unseen hand followed up my arm and once more I felt a presence behind me.  I felt my belt being unbuckled, jeans unsnapped, zipper lowered, and then the jeans pushed down to the floor where I stepped out of them.  I heard them hit the wall and then the floor.

 

"Looks like the next find we'll have a winner," I heard whispered in my ear and then the hands removed from me as there was a silent movement away from me.  I stood breathing heavily.  This was exciting and a total turn on for me.  I moved off in search of my prey as I was being searched for as prey. 

 

Round and round and across the room I moved and supposed my opponent did likewise.  I positioned myself in corners and even crouched down with arms and hands stretched out trying to win.  No such luck.  Then, I moved along a wall until I reached a corner.  At the corner, I began to move along the next wall finding it to be short.  I now knew my position in the room.  My ears were alert trying to hear any sound at all as my mind tried to develop a plan of attack to find my opponent.  I settled on attempting to cross the room to the opposite corner moving my arms to my side and in front of me.  I started out for my new destination going slowly.

 

No doubt it took only a couple of minutes or so to make that diagonal travel across the room but it seemed like hours.  My right hand came to touch a wall as my right arm slowly moved back to a frontal position as my left arm swung away from my front to my left side.  Just as I touched  the wall with my right hand, I felt the palm of a hand touch my stomach.  I stopped, sighed, and lowered my arms.

 

My ears detected a rising form in front of me that moved to my side and then behind me.  "You lost," came a whispered declaration.  With that, I felt thumbs work their way into the band of my underwear and began to push them downward to the floor where I stepped out of them.  I was now naked with a cum-dripping cut seven inch cock that was half filled with blood.  Once again I felt a presence behind me for the seventh time.  But, this time was different.

 

As I stood there in defeat breathing deeply, I was asked in a whisper, "How do you like the game?"

 

"It's a hot game to play for sure," I said.

 

"It is for sure.  But, now, the winner gets to claim his prize," a whispered voice said in my ear.  "You do believe the winner should get a prize, don't you?"

 

I stood there breathing deeply with excitement as I shook slightly.  I had to clear my throat three times before I could safely respond.  "What prize is there?"

 

"Well, the game was played in the dark.  Don't you think the prize should be something also in the dark?" the whispered question was asked.

 

"Yes, the prize should be something also in the dark," I heard myself agree.

 

"And, shouldn't the winner name the prize?" a barely audible whisper hit my ear drum.  "Shouldn't the winner decide what he wants for a prize?  Shouldn't the loser be willing to give up the prize?"  The whispering became even fainter as I perceived a mouth ever so close to my ear.

 

"The winner takes his prize no matter what it is," I said almost choking through the dry mouth and throat that I now had.

[a6uldeve84u]

PART 3

 

When I had choked out these words and as I stood there in the dark shaking slightly in angst and excitement, my winning opponent stepped closer to me.  I felt his arms wrap around my body as I felt a hard solid object push roughly against the crack of my ass sliding upwards until a chest met my back.  My opponent had removed his own underwear and was now going to claim his prize for winning the game.

 

We stood there for a few moments and then I felt his hard cock sliding up and down in the crack of my ass.  I reached up and held onto his arms tilting my head backward.  I felt a tongue licking my ear finally manoeuvring my head so that my ear was invaded by a wet hard tongue.  The arms wrapped around me squeezed and relaxed multiple times as more and more of the dry humping took place. 

 

The tongue left my ear as the right arm unwrapped itself from around me.  A firm hand pushed my shoulders forward and down until I was bent into an L shape.  I felt a hand on my left hip grasping me as the hard cock belonging to my opponent was slipped between my spread ass cheeks.  A wetness immediately was felt as his pre-cum was smeared on, over, and below my hole.  I shivered again in anticipation and excitement.

 

Pressure was applied at my hole which was met with resistance.  More pressure was applied and still resistance.  I felt my opponent lean over me moving both hands to my shoulders where he clasped them firmly.  I braced myself and said, "All the way."

 

As soon as I had uttered those words, I relaxed as much as I possibly could.  Seconds passed before a reaction was made.  My opponent relaxed his pressure on my hole for a split second before driving full brutal force forward into my hole splitting it open wide stretching the sphincter muscle in a painful expansion. 

 

Involuntarily, I began to rise up but was met with hands gripping my shoulders holding me in my bent over position.  My teeth were tightly clamped together like a vise.  My lips opened to let loose the scream of agony and ecstasy.  Pubic hair smashed into my butt cheeks as what I now knew had to be one of the biggest cocks invading my ass.

 

Several minutes passed as my opponent let my body adjust to his invasion.  He whispered words of encouragement to me as he revelled in his conquest.  My body had broken out into a sweat like a mist.  I was impaled and knew this was not going to be an easy loss but one that I would long remember.  Then, when my sounds of agony dissipated, he began a slow almost equally as agonizing withdrawal from my ass leaving me feeling empty and abandoned.

 

When he had withdrawn his cock so that just the head was inside me, once more an invasion began again with some pain accompanying the effort.  My teeth I thought were going to be nothing but cracked remnants as I was determined to bear up under this wonderful fuck.  He made a half dozen or so in and out invasions and withdrawals before he began to fuck me in earnest.

 

By this time, I was begging him to fuck me--hard.  He did.  We were joined together with his now drooling hardened cock that was hitting my prostate with almost each entry.  I could tell I was leaking pre-cum like I was pissing.  More and more my ass was pounded and filled with this leviathan of a cock.  Harder and harder he smashed into me pushing my body forward as his mighty hands pulled me back onto his cock.  His tempo increased as did his violent hard delivery.

 

My prostate could no longer stand it and sent out signals that it was time for me to cum.  My body shook and trembled as it was racked with salvo after salvo of my own cum flying through my cock and exiting out the piss slit splattering on the floor and me.  My ass began its usual contracting and releasing with each salvo of release for me tightening and loosening my grip on the Sequoia pumping itself in and out of my ass.  This is what he had been working for and began to groan his own eruption.

 

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" he moaned aloud as his fucking intensified unbelievably more.  His hands gripped my shoulders harder still.  With a few more warp speed fuck motions, he finally shoves his cock fully into my ass and held there unleashing glob after glob of sticky off white goop filling my ass.  I could feel his discharges as they passed through his cock and into my body.  A dozen or more blasts of his swimmers filled me.  We stood there coupled as we sweat.

 

Slowly, I rose upwards as he pushed me toward the wall stopping when we were there.  We held still relishing what we had done and how we had done it.  It was clear we both had enjoyed ourselves.  Only when we both were breathing normally did he pull away from me pulling his now deflated cock from my ass.  I turned immediately dropping to my knees and cleaning him.  When he was satisfied, he pulled me to my feet, and we hugged.

 

I went to the door and opened it allowing the light from the basement to enter.  Neither of us said anything but simply dressed and left the room.  Back upstairs in the living room, I found out his name was Alec, and I told him my name, Bill.  I gave him my home address and phone number and invited him to give me a call and to stop by if he wanted.  He did come back to my flip house every week and twice brought a buddy with him.  It's a wonderful memory of that little house.  I still drive by on occasion and smile.

[NLbear]

Great story. Got me all horned up!

[expdbijock35]

Love your story...... I also do like to be in a dark room and get bent over buy a horny hung guy so he can spread my ass cheeks and shove his cock in my hole.... that is why I Iove black-out parties at bathhouses.

[Guest bbbearlover1]

interesting story