Laundry Room Fuck – My Calvins Get Stained 2.0:

[whthole4u]

I woke up early Sunday morning, made some coffee, and got online to see who was cruising. By 7:00 a.m. when the laundry room in the basement of my apartment building opened I was horny and frustrated. I put on my black, Calvin Klein underwear briefs, black jeans, a t-shirt and my Nikes, got the dirty clothes out of the hamper and headed to the building’s basement where the laundry room was. No one is ever in there that time of day, but this morning when I walked in I immediately smelled the smoke of someone hitting a blunt, and fuck it smelled good. The laundry room is shaped like a big L, and as soon as I turned the corner I saw a 20 something guy sitting at the folding table, smoking, wearing a white t-shirt and running shorts, barefooted, headphones on and looking at his laptop.

 

I nodded as I walked past him; glancing at his laptop and noted he was watching a porn. He paid me no mind, seemed not to care that he was smoking in a place where he could be caught by the building manager, and was engrossed watching some chick get banged raw by a big white dick. As I put my clothes in the washer, I kept glancing his way. He had thick black, wavy hair and looked like he was Italian, or Spanish with a nice build. I finished loading the machines, put my money in, started them and then turned and stepped closer to the guy and looked over his shoulder at the movie. I started rubbing my hardening dick and tried to get a contact off his smoke. The guy turned, saw me rubbing my dick, pulled the headphone off his right ear allowing me to faintly hear the action as he said, “What’s going on? Want a hit,” while he held out his blunt. I laughed and said, “Yeah, that shit smells great, but I shouldn’t, makes me horny as hell and I’m already worked up needing to get fucked.” He just smiled, nodded, took a long hit and held it, squeezing his eyes shut a little, and passed the blunt my way as he inclined his head. I shrugged, set my laundry detergent down, took the smoke and inhaled deep and slow, closing my eyes to enjoy the taste, heat, and gentle high. I took another hit, handed the blunt back, and started rubbing my dick as my hole ached to be fucked.

 

I decided to risk it and said, “Damn, that’s good and fuck, now I’m even hornier. Look man, not sure what you get into and no offense, but if you want to bust your nutt, I would like to take it for you.” The guy exhaled, smiled and said, “OK, but I’m staying at my g… my friends.” My place was free, but I had a better idea. He closed his laptop, stood up, and followed me out of the laundry room. Right next to the laundry room is an old bathroom used only by the janitor. The metal orange door is dented, rusted, and has two signs on it, both of them hung crooked – ‘lavatory’ and ‘NO SMOKING.’ I opened the door, stepped in, and the guy followed me. I locked the door behind us, stepped around in front of him, dropped my pants and bent over, placing my hands on the sink and watched in the mirror as the guy held out his hand to offer me another hit. I took it and inhaled as he set his laptop down, pulled his shorts down and started stroking. I turned, handed the blunt back to him and watched in the mirror as he inhaled again and kept stroking with his right hand. I could not see his dick that well, but I was hard and dripping so I pulled my cheeks apart and waited. The guy started to push against my dry hole and his dick felt really thick. I pulled my cheeks apart as far as they would go as he pushed hard, forcing his dick up into my hole, raw and dry. I was ready to tell him to let me spit on it first when his dick head forced its way through my ass ring, scratching and pulling as he dry fucked me. I grunted a little, fuck he was thick! When I opened my eyes he was hitting the blunt again and working his hips to open me up. The blunt was just about used up when he tossed it into the sink in front of me, the smoking end slowly going out as my ass increasingly burned from the dry fuck. The guy pushed as deep as he could go and felt like he was maybe 8 inches or so. He grabbed my shoulders and started to fuck harder and faster, neither one of us saying a word as my hole ate him up. After about 5 minutes of steady ass slapping and fucking his pace picked up, his eyes closed, and I could feel his cock twitch and unload inside me. His body shook and his fingers gripped tight as he bred me before pulling his dick out while my ass resisted and tried to keep him in.  He grabbed some toilet paper, wiped his dick off, tossed it into the sink too, pulled his shorts up, picked up his laptop, and left me bent over the sink.

 

I could feel his load leaking out of my ass, and looking down and saw several gobs of thick, yellowish cum coating my Calvins. I pulled my pants up feeling the wetness of his load, and went back into the laundry room to see if he would like my number or wanted to come upstairs to my place and fuck some more. The laundry room was empty, so I went back to my apartment and got back online, letting the guys on BBRT know my ass was precummed and needed more. A couple hours later after two different tops had come by to breed me, I went back to the laundry room hoping he might me back there. He wasn’t, there were just a couple old ladies, so I walked the halls a bit and still nothing, and never did see him again, but sure did enjoy taking his load.

[KindaBasic]

Got to dig those chance encounters.

[mike43]

So hot

[AlwaysOpen]

Send me those Calvins, unwashed of course, so I can run some DNA testing in my mouth  on them

[LuciferSubFagPig]

Déja vous? Is this preparation for 2.0?