Ask Don to fuck you in the filthy alley.

From Create Your Own Story

"You are a dirty boy, aren't you?" Don chuckles, but he rises, his rough hand letting go of your dick and the unmistakeable sound of a belt being undone makes you crane your head to look. Behind you, the hairy bear finishes undoing his belt, unbuttons his jeans, and unzips his fly. You realize he’s going commando when you see his hairy balls. Then your eyes are drawn to the shaft of flesh – thick, veiny and uncut – stiff and hard in his hand.

The bear spits again, horking a large blob of saliva that drops from his mouth and hits his cockhead. You turn your head back, bracing your hands against the filthy lip of the dumpster, and you feel the big hair man press close behind you, his hard cock hot against your beard-rubbed ass cheeks.

"You want my dick in you, boy?" Don asks, his voice low.

"Yes!" you nearly shout the word, and the bear chuckles. He lines his dick up at your hole, and then takes your waist in his rough hands. He pushes forward until just his cockhead slips past your spit-slicked hole, and you moan, trying to push back onto his cock. He holds your waist tight, however, stopping you.

"That what you want? You want my beardick up your boy ass?" he asks again.

"Yes!"

He pushes himself into your hole with one rough shove, and you howl in the alley, losing your grip with one hand and stumbling forward onto the lip of the dumpster. Behind you, Don chuckles, and keeps his dick buried in you while you regain your balance, looking down into the refuse of the dumpster and moaning at the thick hot feel of his cock buried in your ass.

"You're fucking tight, boy," Don's voice is almost a growl, and he grips some of your hair in one hand, pulling you and making you arch your back.

He pulls almost all the way out, then rams back in again - soon he starts to fuck you in earnest, and it's not long before his sweat is dripping onto your back and you're barely managing to brace yourself against his thrusts. He grunts loud with every shove, and when he starts to lose his rhythm, you know he's close. When he comes, he shoves deep into you, burying his dick in you while he spurts out three thick spurts of cum into your hole.

Don's cock pulls out of your ass. He straightens behind you.

You turn and look at him.

"On your knees," he says. "Jerk off for me." You awkwardly turn and kneel in front of him, feeling the thick liquids of the dirty alley on your bare knees and realize it's soaking in to your pants, which are tangled around your feet. Above you, the hairy bear stands there with his jeans open, his cock still semi-hard, watching you.

He puts one hand on your forehead, and pushes you back a bit, and you grip your dick, jerking your hard cock furiously as you feel his cum leak out of his ass.

Your load bursts from your dick in two quick spurts, spraying the stone of the filthy alley, and Don grins down at you. He keeps his hand on your forehead, and grips his dick with the other.

Then he starts to piss on you. You gasp, stunned, and yet the hot flow of his urine as it hits your chest and dick and balls is incredibly erotic. You shiver, eyes closed, and realize you've never felt this way before. Your whole body spasms, and Don smiles, shaking the last drops from his cock.

"Thanks, boy," he says, and without another word, he tucks his dick back into his jeans, zipping up and heading back into the bar. You stay there a moment, stunned, covered in dirty water and piss, and cum dripping from your ass, then slowly rise and tug up your wet and dirty pants. You sneak from the alley to the front of the bar and walk home, stunned at how your visit to the Midtown Pub turned out.

Definitely a birthday you'll never forget.

(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)