One rainy night could change it all (MMM)

captain.

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I had just left my friends place around 1:00am, her in bed and me with a 40 minute walk ahead of me. I’ve gone weeks without being pleasured, months now, actually it was 2012 since that happened. Pleasuring another person though seemed to always get me off. I’d be deep throating my boyfriend, not even getting skull fucked, challenging my gag reflex that after years has been demolished, and still be rock hard and dripping precum, wiggling my ass in the air. I couldn’t help it. I thought I’d found the man of my dreams, turns out he just didn’t have sex. For such a sexual creature as I am, this proved to be a problem, and hence the series of stories I must tell.
As I walked home up the avenue, the glaring headlights of the rare taxi passing by blinding me, shortly after leaving my friends home I had slowly unbuttoned the top of my pants. This was a new thing for me, I was usually so reserved, but as I grew older, the more exhibitionist I became. I remember how this past summer I walked up a high way with my cock just bobbing out of my pants at 4 in the morning. That was the first time….
I walked, pounding the pavement as the rain pelted me relentlessly. I had unbuttoned my dark wash denim, contemplating whether to go further with this voyeuristic display. What if I get caught? What if somebody I know sees me? All of that seemed to fade away, the haze had begun to take it’s affect. That’s what you get when you go shot for shot with vodka straight out of the bottle against an alcoholic. I slid my hand under my jacket and slowly unzipped my jean zipper, flipped down the waist band on my underwear and slide them down so they sat just below my balls. My heavy hanging sack seemed to just bust out of their prison, I had always been known for my very big and very heavy balls, and now they demanded to be seen. With the sack came the cock, nothing to scoff at, a generous 7 inches, torpedo shaped almost, I had an ex say it was the ‘tom cruise’ of cocks. Movie star pretty as he put it. I’m not fan of Tom cruise, but I accepted the compliment. With the trio free and bobbing along with every stride I took I Began to realize how vulnerable it was to being seen. Part of me wanted to cover my self, the other part of me said ‘ fuck it…’. I had my jacket partially unzipped and my cock laying inside my jacket liner pointing straight up, my hefty sack still heaving with every step. Nobody seemed to notice that I Was essentially uncovered, with that in mind it became all more exciting, how far could I push it until I become uncovered, how far could I push it before somebody sees me in all my glory. In the back of my mind I knew it wrong but I just didn't care. As I walked I grew more damp and drenched, the cold rain splashing my cock, I swear I could almost hear the ‘tssst’ with ever drop hitting it. It had been months since I had somebody to get me off, my boyfriend not delivering , always seeming to never be in the mood. I had tossed and turned over it. ‘is it me?’ ‘is there something wrong?’. All of these question flashed through my mind on repeat like a power point done by an 8 year old with ADHD. Flash. FLASH. Flash. The cars passed and with ever moment my limp cock leapt to life, with every bounce of my step, slap of my sack against my pant leg, the blood flushed into it, the cock head swelling, elongating, the heat seeming to radiate as it grew from it’s turtle head like state to the magnificent missile shape it took on. It all throbbed and bobbed as I walked in the frigid rain. Ready to just get to bed and rest up for the next day ahead I powered through the rain, but I couldn’t deny what I had started, seeming almost like a wild fire of passion. Every person that got to close I would scoop up my cock and balls with both hands into my open jacket, as they passed I would rub my balls with my fingers and slide my thumbs up my shaft as I walked, with every step my cock thrusted up and down against the fabric.
The familiar cab lights blared in my direction, a cabbie waiting on me to hop in. I was determined to make the walk home, plus I was excited to see how far I would get with this new exhibitionist streak I was having. As the cabbie slowed I loosened my grip on my cock and balls and opened my jacket, the combo bouncing out, the cock head pulsing red and bobbing up and down, bouncing heavy on my sack for the cabbie to see. The cabbie shot off with a little toot of his horn after a moment of taking in the sights I displayed. With each feat I overcame, with each new challenge I overcame, my cock swelled. I was getting closer to home now, restraining my cock in jacket as I walked past a group of people. It was pouring so hard I stopped in at a small bush shelter, There a man about 6 foot 3 stood there as he opened an umbrella to fight back the monsoon. He had the nicest green eyes and freckles..This I remember. He looked over to me and asked. “where ya headed?”. I paused a moment and replied. “13th and carlaisle…you?”. The man smiled and at that moment I knew I was in trouble, a goofy grin framed by thick lips, kryptonite. “I’m heading to 4th and Joyce, you’re drenched…wanna face this weather with me?”. I stood there dripping wet, my jacket was soaked, definitely not built for this kind of deluge, I looked down and then back at the man and nodded. “Sure, I can brave the 5 blocks alone…sure you don’t mind?”. My cock throbbed and I remember that..oh yeah, I’m fully displayed if it wasn’t for my jacket. I panicked for a minute when the guy interrupted my thoughts. “Great, This road is full of kooks, where I’m from it’s just so odd that everyone is so….solitary. How long have you been walking?”. I thought to myself as I walked closer to the green eyed man and said. “I’ve gone about 15 blocks, hiding under the awnings doesn’t really do much to keep the rain away..”. The man had wide set shoulders underneath a Grey rain jacket, a pair of black dress pants that were filled out substantially in the ass, and black loafers. “No wonder your soaked! Shall we?”. He shifted his grip on the umbrella and moved it slightly over my head, I clenched my jacket shut, the lower tip of my heavy sack just showing beneath being tickled by the breeze. We began to walk, we only had about another 11 blocks to go and I really didn’t want to be any more drenched than I already was. If he was crazy I’d flash him, confuse him, and book it in the other direction. As we walked I discovered his name was Jared and he was from a smaller town back east, makes sense why he was so friendly, everybody here was frigid and solitary. He worked for an investment company and just moved here shortly over a year ago, I myself have only been here for 3 years. The city was a city of refugees, transplants, and runaways, everybody came from somewhere and those who were born here were the minority.
7 blocks. Jared’s eyes shifted to me, I was only 5 foot 9 so he had a few inches of height on me. I found myself looking away quickly every time our eyes locked. I met his gaze this time and he asked. “So what do you do?”. I smiled faintly and instantly regretted what I was about to do. Y’see I talk with my hands a lot, like a lot, a lot. “Oh! I work at this international school teaching older adults English!” As I said this my hands shoved in my pockets began to move apart as I expressed my joy about my job and in that same movement revealed my joy for the night. My balls sank down as my cock flopped out and smacked against them with a heavy ‘Thud’, bouncing off my sack as my hard on pointed straight out. I paused, the fear shooting through me, I stopped walking and I looked out the corner of my eye to Jared’s face. He stopped walking and he looked down at my hard cock and licked the corner of his lips. He met my gaze again and I instantly began “I’m s-so sorry, I was walking earlier and I just got so horned up I just…let it—“ “—I understand, I used to do it when I walked the roads home, the twig and berries just swaying in the wind, it’s freeing! I just didn’t…expect it right..now”. He smirked and looked back down, I shifted my hands out of my pockets and lifted my sack and cock, ready to shove them back into my underwear. “—w-wait…”. Jared was fixated, the umbrella slowly leaning a little to over to left. I stopped immediately and looked to him somewhat puzzled and all at the same time my cock throbbed from the attention. “D-do you want to see something?”. Jared muttered out. I still cupped my balls and cock and asked “I think I should cover—“ “—If you don’t want to, I’d like to join you..”. I was stunned, standing in the rain, under this big black umbrella with this guy, 5 blocks from home. I began. “shouldn’t we move off the street though?” “why? You were walking around, hanging out, weren’t you?”. He got me there…
3 Blocks. He turned his body towards mine as he slid his hand down his dress pants and with the other hand he unhooked and unzipped them. I saw a pair of black undies get shoved down and that’s when I saw it…
It was already it engorged and growing, I guess he was turned on from this whole ordeal. He let go of his cock as his balls slapped against his jeans and his girthy cock bobbed up and down. He stood facing me and grinned as his cock grew, I looked down the road to the east and the down the road to the west, it just filled with blood, the hood pulling back eventually as he reached full mass. He must’ve been a solid 9 inches long and he was really thick at the base, tree trunk like. I was mesmerized that this guy just joined in my solo adventure, I guess not so solo anymore. The drunken haze had worn off and I stood stupefied at the sight of Jared’s cock. I looked up and met his eye and could only get out “wow..that’s…wow…”. He laughed heartily and then looked off to the side, a set of cars came down the road and he turned down the closest side street, I followed, I’m not sure why. Partially out of curiosity and also because he had the umbrella. Jared careened around the corner and into a back ally, I was so close to home I contemplated just running now. He let out a laugh and exclaimed. “jeez that is a rush!!”. He jerked his arms up, sticking the umbrella straight into the air, his cock pointing up in the process, revealing the beauty mark right in the middle on the top of the shaft, it heaved back down and slammed against his balls as he let out a laugh.
I looked at him rather perplexed and he met my gaze again and asked. “So, what now?”. I looked down and from the lack of attention I had gotten from my boyfriend I honestly struggled with myself. I would love nothing more then just dropping my pants and have this tall drink of water fuck me senseless. I stepped closer to him and placed my hand on his abdomen. “I have a boyfriend I couldn’t”. He gently guided my hand down to his cock, he made me grip his thick cock and with his other hand he tugged at my big nuts. I let out a gasp of pleasure and a gasp of shock. “We don’t have to do anything…and based off of how hot you are, I’m assuming you have good taste….want to..incorporate me?”. He had this devilish smirk that I simultaneously had a red flag shoot up and got mushy for all at the same time. I paused for a moment and said. “I don’t think…he’d go for a threesome”. Jared pulled me closer so our cocks are rubbing against each other. “I’d really love to see your face contort in pleasure and make your boyfriend moan…”. I swear I could’ve cum right there. I looked up at him and he cupped my heavy ass(8 years of track, swimming, and squats had done me good..) and lifted me up a bit, grinding my cock into his abdomen, I let out a whimper hoping somebody would witness how ridiculously hot this was. The rain came down harder now and even with the umbrella we were getting wet.
“We should..I-I…I need to get home…”. In a swift movement He dropped to his knees and glided a moistened hand along my shaft and licked the head. I wanted to pull away, the temptation getting to strong now. Good god I needed to get fucked. He stood up again and asked. “What’s your number?”. I paused and thought for a second, my head was swimming from the weird turn of events. “6858829152”. He tapped it into his phone and I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. “There, now you have my number. We live pretty close and I really want to see more of you…and your boyfriend”. I was far to stunned and stood there confused, excited, and overwhelmed was the perfect word to describe the feeling. Jared began to stroke his cock as we stood in the alleyway. “I…really need to get off now…”. He exclaimed. I stood there still frozen and looked down at his cock, the beauty mark on his cock just gliding up and down the shaft, I had never wanted to be beauty mark before, till now. He kept tugging on his cock, soon using the other hand to tug on his hairy nuts. I stepped closer, almost on autopilot, all that built up tension seemed to release now, In a swift motion I got to my knees and latched onto Jared’s cock. My throat opened up to accommodate the size, my boyfriend not being that much smaller proved useful. I bobbed back and forth, my knees were getting soaked, I felt a hand at the back of my head, guiding me further and further, deeper on his cock, his hips bucked and his whole cock was down my throat, thank god for no gag reflex. I pulled off and a string of spit stayed attached, he let out a sigh and I began to stroke his thick cock for a bit. I could see his eyes snap shut and his hands began to tighten and tremble. I continued to stroke him and as he got to his climax I slid his cock through my lips and bobbed up and down on his cock, deep throating him and stroking him all at the same time. That sent him over and he began to shoot, 4 big globs shot down my throat. I pulled myself off and licked up and down his shaft, collecting any missed cum and stood up.
Breathlessly he thanked me and pulled his underwear and pants back up. He looked to me and said “Seriously though, I’d love to see you again…”. I stood there again overwhelmed…after the months upon months of neglect I gave somebody who wasn’t my boyfriend a blowjob and now that same somebody wanted to make it a regular occurrence. “….sure…just..text me”. I squeaked out. Jared laughed then looked down the alley. “I’m pretty close to home, closer than you, do you think you’d be alright walking home alone from here?”. I nodded and added. “I think I need the time to process whatever the fuck just happened…”. Jared had a smile creep onto his face and pulled me in for a kiss then swung around and started walking down the alley. Damn his butt looked good in a dress pant…wonder what it would look like on my face…I mean…ugh. I needed to get home!
 
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It had been over a week and no communication from Jared. I wasn’t sure whether to count myself lucky or to be disappointed. It was a foggy Tuesday, the sun filtering through the mist, when my phone pinged. I was holed up in a coffee shop working on a lesson plan for my evening classes, just finishing my second coffee and starting to get the jitters from all the caffeine. I felt my phone vibrate and let out a little noise, after unlocking my phone and seeing it was from Jared I felt my breathe stop for a moment. ‘Breathe!’.
‘Hey Dorian, How’re you?’.
How dare he! How am I. How am I!? I flipped my phone over face down and tipped the coffee cup to my lips, attempting to get whatever remnant of coffee resided on the bottom. I packed up my things and picked up my phone. I could tell him to stuff it, go away, never talk to me again. I loved my boyfriend, what I did was wrong, I betrayed him, his trust. I was thoroughly disgusted with myself for what had happened little over a week ago.
‘heeeeey, I’m good. Got home safely I assume?’
I’ve never been good at social situations. As I stood I heard my phone go off, oh..no.
“Hello?”. “Hey! It’s me!”. “Oh hey, how’re you?”. “Enough with the pleasantries, busy right now?”. “ah- well aren’t you forward. No, I was about to head home…Why?”. I had a strange feeling about where this conversation was going. “Want to hang out later?”. No. Say no. “Uh….Sure.”. You know when you can almost hear somebody smile, it was one of those pauses on the other line. “Great…I’d like you to come over for coffee, I’ll text you my address and let’s say in about an hour?”. I don’t need any more coffee, it’s like I can see sound right now. “sure, sounds great”. “Great! See you!”. With that Jared hung up the phone and I stood there clenching my bag in my fist and my phone in the other. “…ffffuck.”.
The fog began to lift just as I got home, my phone went off again.
“Hello?”. “Hey, would you mind picking me up some sugar?”. “Baking a cake?”. “sort of…midget cakes. Many of them!”. “…cupcakes?”. “Yessir! I’ll be home around 8”. “Oh great, okay I’ll see you then!”. *Click*. That would be my boyfriend. Yet again the general feeling of ‘what the fuck am I doing?’ permeated into my thoughts.
I changed and fired off an e-mail to my evening classes. The joys of teaching English is that it isn’t exactly on rigid hours like a normal school and pays better. I loved my work, I was pretty reclusive so only having to work a few hours in the evenings, 6 days a week. I took a glance in the mirror, buzz cut, brown eyes which popped thanks to my freakishly pale skin. I was a thick guy, broad shoulders, built muscle quite quickly, thick thighs and a perky ass, I was okay with my appearance. Not over the moon, but pleased. I left and began to head to Jareds, upon arrival I sent him a text and in the matter of moments he came to the door of the brownstone he lived in. He was wearing a pair of cargo shorts, a white tee, and a blue zip up hoody, his perky nipples poking out through his thin tee, he looked….good. He smiled wide and I headed up the steps. Once I got my shoes off I turned to him and asked. “So..why did you want me over here?”. Jared’s smile faded a bit and he paused. “I wanted to talk to you about what happened, about what we did…and what I asked of you..”. He walked past me and into the kitchen at the end of the hall. I followed and took a seat at the kitchen table, the coffee being poured and sugar added he sat down and looked at me from across the table. “How are you feeling about what happened?”. I blew on the coffee and we sat in silence for a few moments. “honestly…I’ve..never been the kind of guy to do that. To cheat. I feel dirty and horrible about it…I mean..You are great and I don’t mean any of this as a knock against you…But it was wrong what I did..”. “Thank you for the compliment…Are you and your boyfriend okay?”. I felt my face flush and my blood get hot. Y’know when somebody asks a question that you already know the answer to but don’t want to answer? I set down the cup and looked at the caramel brown swirls in the coffee, he had good taste, damn him. I looked up at him and caught his intense stare, he was expecting an answer. “He and I are…good. It’s been so long, you kind of forget about each other…since you see so much of each other. There’s love but the passion is..well..lacking”. With that explanation Jared has a smirk come across his face and asked. “So thus you’re so pent up and frustrated…can I help? The both of you, I mean with passion”. I wasn’t sure what the small town charlatan was getting at. “And just how do you think you could possibly help?”. Jared stood and unbuttoned his shorts, pulled off his hoody and his tee, pushed down his shorts so he stood in his black briefs. He had some colour on him, a scar on his lower abdomen, an athletic build. He turned around, his broad back tapered down to the ass that I so very much adored the night he and I met. He looked over his shoulder and smiled. “Society today has me at a very good advantage…I’m good with people, I like making people feel good, and I hate seeing good people unhappy..I’m sure I can make you and him happy”. I was transfixed on this boys ass, it wasn’t insanely muscular, it was jiggly, perky, and I bet my life savings it was delicious.
I knocked back the last of the coffee and stood up. “You want to put the spark back into my relationship…What do you get out of it?”. Jared turned to face me, walked towards me and smiled. “You being happy”. I raised one eye brow and stated. “Cause you know that doesn’t sound stalker like in any shape way or form”. Jared laughed and shrugged his thick shoulders. “Also I’ll probably end up getting laid and I think you’re fun to chase”. “You sleaze ball”. I turned and headed towards the door, he grabbed my wrist. I looked him in the eye and then to my wrist. He let go and said. “I know you find me attractive, you walk around with your cock out because you are so starved for attention you enjoy the shock and awe from those that catch you, your sad, I’ve been where you are, It got really bad and if I can help you…that’s all I could ask for. That loneliness even when you’re sleeping in the same bed as someone..is the worst..”. I was stunned by his observation and how eerily accurate he was. I let out a sigh and leaned against the wall. I looked to him and then down, he certainly filled out the front like he did in the back. “Okay so you’re right..I…fine. Let me ask him..”. He stepped in front of me and put his forehead to mine smiling. I was so nervous about touching him, I could just hug him…maybe a kiss…a blowjob..or mayb—Dammit. This is why I’m nervous, he was like walking Viagra. I slid my hands around his waist and pulled him in closer. Our faces were mere inches apart and I could feel his hot breathe, his eyes fixated on mine, my hands slid under his waist band and grabbed hold of his ass. He brought his lips to mine and I kissed back, I pulled his cheeks apart as I pulled him closer. I could hear a muffle moan as we kissed. I slid his briefs down below his ass, shifted my hands from the back to the front and shoved the briefs down so the slid to his ankles. “Show me passion then…”. Who said that. I wouldn’t…I couldn’t, I did, and I am. Jared’s eyes opened and he smiled wide, his hands immediately went for my jeans, unbuttoning them and sending them to the ground, pulling my sweater over my head and then my shirt. We stepped out of our clothes and made our way into the living room, he gripped my waistband and pulled my underwear down, my cock already hard and pointing up. He smirked and grabbed my ass. “So…have any preferences?”. I’d assume he was talking about topping or bottoming. “I’m down for either…Protection?”. He walked to the other room to grab some condoms and some lube, before we could decide who would do what he slid a rubber onto my cock. I was hoping for this actually, with an ass like his, I had to devour it. I laid back on the couch and when he went to sit facing me I informed him. “No…your ass and my tongue need to be introduced…thoroughly”. This tall country boy with such a beefy lower half stood over me and lowered himself down, his balls grazed my chin and my tongue found his hot hole. He let out a gasp as I lashed his hole, my go to trick was to write out my name with my tongue and then the alphabet. It all worked, he was bouncing lightly up and down jerking himself slowly, his balls slapping against my chin, my cock was swollen and leaking precum like a faucet.
I had gotten him wet and loosened up a bit, I gave his ass a pat and he stood and turned to face me. I smiled and placed my hands on his hips, guided him down, He grabbed the lube on the coffee table and lubed up my cock. He tossed the lube aside and sat back, slowly he glided down over the tip of my cock. His incredibly thick cock was hard and was pointing up with precum streaming. I thrusted into him, he bit his lip and let out a low moan. His abs flexed and shifted as he seemed to writhe with pleasure. I began to steadily piston in and out of him, what I gave he gave back, he would go back when I thrust up, the slapping of his beefy ass and my thick balls could be heard loud and clear. He twisted his hips and gyrated on my cock, god he knew what he was doing. It was like an ebb and flow of pleasure, with every surge of pleasure my head slammed back into the pillows, I looked to the side and noticed the blinds were open, I was stunned by this. It was midday and it was facing an alleyway between houses, here we were fucking like rabbits, anybody could see, part of me began to wonder if that was his plan, then the other parts of me just wanted to bury my cock harder and deeper into his beautiful ass. I sat up and hugged him close, shifting my legs so I was kneeling, I moved my one hand to wrap his leg around me, he wrapped his other leg around my waist. With me kneeling and him partially resting against the couch arm I slammed into him harder, with ever thrust his eyes would get wider then began to close, his teeth biting into his lower lip. I placed my hand on his cock and slowly began to stroke him, I picked up the pace as I fucked into him. His one hand gripped my shoulder tightly and he began to breathe heavier and let out a few expletives. I turned my head down and was able to lick the tip of his cock as I stroke it, I beat his meaty cock, pumped into him slower but far deeper and flicked the head. He let out a gasp as the first volley came, this one got in my mouth, the next covered my cheek, the next on my chest. I pulled out of him and pulled of the rubber, stood up and he instantly wrapped his hands around my cock. He closed his lips around it and I placed my hands around his head and pulled him deeper onto my cock, I began to buck my hips as I get closer and closer. He played with my sack and that’s what sent me over the edge. I began to cum and it had been so long I swear I could of drowned Jared. My hips bucked and he swallowed every last drop. I pulled out and sat back on the coffee table and let out a sigh, I looked up at him and he was just beaming. He certainly got me passionate and I was most certainly in a precarious situation.