A year ago this coming weekend, I attended a party where I got wasted. I'd just split from my girlfriend and needed to forget.
The next morning just before the sun rose, I woke up with a guy's mouth kissing my neck, and my arsehole being fucked.
It wasn't as if my arse was hurting, as it actually felt awesome. Even through my heavy headed hangover I knew who it was fucking me, and I accepted him being inside me, because basically I didn't really have much of a choice. One of, if not the hardest men I know, was sliding his cock in and out of my arsehole, and he couldn't care less that probably everyone knew he'd fucked me all night.
Prison life for him was and is normal. The same day my girlfriend binned me, he was released from prison. I was his present to himself, and apparently from what I've subsequently been told, I didn't protest one bit. Indeed the short phone video he took fucking me the night before, certainly looked as though I enjoyed sucking his fat cock, and then having him fuck me doggy style.
His voice was deep and husky as he said "Good morning boy, now wake up and sit on my dick".
Doing as I was told, I mounted his thick heavily veined cock and fucked him until we both came. Me first all over his chest. Then him deep inside my arsehole.
Making my way downstairs ten minutes later, a guy I knew to be his "Associate" gave me two hundred pounds and told me to get a cab. He also told me ***** expected me to meet him that night.
Apart from one brief spell he had inside earlier this year, I've been visiting his beautiful pad most weekends for sex. He doesn't make love to me at all. He fucks me and has me suck on his fat cock whenever he wants sex. The rest of the time I sleep, eat and use his home gym.
Oh yeh nearly forgot. I'm also back with my ex girlfriend too. Might have something to do with the money I now have, and my developing body shape.