Suggest heading back to his place for as much action as he'd like.

From Create Your Own Story

"Fuckin' A," Len says, finishing his cigarette and stomping it out with his work boot.

Len drives you to his place in a pick-up truck that smells of earth and plants. Once inside his small apartment, he's all over you, and you tug his shirt off quickly, revealing his wide chest and strong arms. He puts his thick biceps to use right away, throwing your onto his bed, tugging your jeans and underwear off, and rolling you high on your back. Holding your legs in the air, he dives into your ass with his tongue. You writhe on it, and and he drops you back down, long enough to undo his belt and get out of his grass stained jeans. His cock is thick and quite long, easily over 8" and with a little curve in it. You grin at him and hold your legs back up in the air.

He eats your ass for a bit longer, but soon you're moaning while he fingers your hole.

"Fuck," you gasp, as he puts a third finger in you.

"If you insist," he says, laughing, and he pulls his fingers out, squirts some lube onto your hole, and lines himself up. He shoves in, and leans both muscular arms on either side of your head. You watch the muscles play as he pushes in once, twice, and three times, picking up the pace a bit at a time. You roll your head back, and start panting as he slams his curved dick in you over and over. You lock your legs behind him, urging him in deeper and grunting and begging for him to fuck you.

"Happy... Birthday!" he grunts, and drops a load deep inside you.

He lights up after he cums. Once he's done, he stubs out the cigarette and dives at you again. By the time you're both ready to sleep, the smell of three of his cigarettes float about in his bedroom, mingling with the taste of cum on your lips, and the slick sore feel of your ass.

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