Mortimer and Myrtle A Love Story
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After falling asleep instantly after hours of passionate, hot, memorable sex with Kyle, I woke up to the bright sunshine pouring into my room from south window of my room. Stretching my muscles, still feeling euphoric but a little hungover from the beers and lovemaking with Kyle the night before, I turned expecting to find him sleeping next to me. An empty bed was all I found. “Fuck no, you have to be k**ding me” was the first words out of my mouth, spoken only to my ears in an empty apartment. Naked, I walked into the living room. My hard cock wanted him just as bad as I wanted to hold him again. Nothing. No one in the bathroom either. He walked out without saying thanks, good bye, had a great time, go fuck yourself, or anything. Gone.
I had made the mistake thinking that maybe there might have been something there, or maybe it would be the start of something. Hadn’t been in a relationship in over two years, so I was ready, maybe too eager. Something about the music made between us just felt right.
That day I went in to work late, but I couldn’t concentrate on work. So early afternoon, I left. Maybe work from home later. Thinking maybe just maybe, he might walk into the bar again or meet me there again, I walked in, sat down on my usual chair, ordered a burger and fries, and another Spotted Cow beer. Ate dinner watching CNN. Ordered two more beers, and was on my way to a good hangover in the morning. I couldn’t stop thinking about Kyle. By the time the fourth beer arrived, I more or less proclaimed to the bartender that “Fuck love, who gives a shit anyway. I’m just in it for getting off, damnit.” I’m sure the bartender didn’t care one way or another, since all his response was “You want another Cow?” Nodding, I got up and went to the bathroom.
As I stood at the urinal pissing, the door to the bathroom opened, and a cute guy with long blonde hair – the kind a skateboarder type k** has – walked in about the time I was finished and as I turned to my left while putting my dick back in my pants, I caught Skater guy looking directly at what was in my hand. He didn’t say a word, but his eyes spoke volumes. “You like what you saw?” I blurted out. All he could do was smile an impish grin, and nodded his head. “You want it?” Bold words I’ve never spoken in a men’s room before, but at this point I needed to get Kyle out of my head. I motioned for Skater guy to follow me to my chair at the bar. I threw $40 down on the bar to cover my tab, and motioned for Skater guy to follow me. Feeling a little more drunk than the night before, I hardly said two words to this k** all the way to my apartment, and he didn’t say anything.
We entered my apartment, still a faint smell of last night’s passion lingered in the room. “What’s your name, k**?” I asked. “Skylar” he responded. “So Skylar, how old are you?” he replied that he was twenty-one. Makes sense. Jim at the bar always checked I.D.’s and wouldn’t let any u******e k**s in. “So you a top, or a bottom?” My blunt questions were probably making Skylar have second thoughts, but he didn’t bolt, rather quietly stammered, “I – I am, more of a… bottom…. But I can top too.” he offered. “Good. I like to fuck and not be fucked. So we’ll be just fine…. Take off your shirt…” I commanded him. He was wearing blue and white flannel shirt, with a white insulated underwear type shirt on underneath. Two silver chains hung around his neck, one with a dog tag, the other with a silver cross dangling from it. His baggy jeans hung low on his hips, revealing the black waist band of his Calvin Klein boxers. Not a single strand of chest hair, nor treasure trail. My hard cock was now straining to get loose again. This was going to be fun.
As we went into my room, I realized I had left my satellite radio on all day, still on the smooth jazz channel. Pushing random numbers, it landed on the alternative station, which was playing a Pearl Jam song. Perfect. Fuck jazz. Fuck romance. Fuck just to feel good. “Okay Skylar, you want my dick, you got it. Get on your knees, show me how much you want my monster cock.” I commanded with a firm voice as I peeled off my sweat shirt, t-shirt, and jeans. Pulling down my boxer briefs, I revealed again to this k** my now rock hard eight inches. Just as he was told, he knelt in front of me and started licking, sucking on the shaft of my dick, while playing with my full sack. This boy knew how to suck dick. Despite feeling the beer buzzing in my brain, I was enjoying fucking Skylar’s mouth. Surprisingly, before I knew it, I was shooting pump after pump of my hot cum down his throat, which he eagerly took every drop. “Fuck yeah boy, that felt good” Still on his knees in front of me, he was still licking my cock, kissing my large mushroom head, tonguing the last bit of cum out of me. He looked as if he was waiting for his next command. I got it now, I thought to myself.
“Get up” was my next command to him. “Come here, you little bitch, take off those pants and underwear. Let’s see how big that little thing you call a dick is.” Now he was getting into it, and as he pulled the waist band of his boxers down, a thin, average sized dick sprung up, its head pointing up at me. A scant patch of black pubic hair rose above his cock, and a nice little hairy sack with two jewels clung tightly to his body. “Sit on the bed, let me see you” as I looked over his now naked body, he must have only weighed around one thirty-five if he was lucky. So different in contrast to last night with Kyle, just as would be the sex tonight. No caressing, no kissing, just a****l lust and me using this skinny skater boy for my pleasure. “Lay down,” I instructed him. Now on his back, I instructed him to move his head up to the pillows. As he did that, I spread his thin legs apart, and reaching down to his cock with my left hand, I bent down and started sucking him. His thin cock fit in my mouth easily, and as I took it all in my mouth, the musky smell of his crotch and pubes tickled my nose. My chin on his tight sack, I pulled off his wet cock and easily took one of his nuts in my mouth, sucking it as deep into my mouth as it would go, causing him to first moan in pleasure but then grab the back of my head as if to stop me from pulling his nut out any further as he felt a bit of pain. I knew if I sucked him much longer, he would be ready to cum. Instead, I kept sucking his nut sack while jacking him off with my left hand. Taking my right index finger and cupping his now loose sack, I moistened my finger with my saliva, and found his hole. Not surprisingly, my finger easily went in to the second knuckle. This k** was a bottom indeed, without a doubt. Wasn’t his first time being fucked, that was for sure. Just as I got my second finger in to the second knuckle, I could tell he was close to coming, so I stopped jacking him off, and started licking the underside of his cock. I could feel his cock start to swell bigger and bigger and just as I took it in my mouth for a final taste, he started coming spurt after spurt, which flew all over his smooth stomach and chest. From what I did taste, it was sweet, yet pungent and tangy, so I thought what the fuck… and commenced to licking up most of what sprayed on his chest. Gathering as much as I could in my mouth, I went up to his mouth as if to kiss him, but as he opened his eager mouth, I spit his entire load in his mouth. At first he gagged a bit and wanted to spit it back out, but while I could still taste his cum on my tongue, I cleared my throat enough to tell him “Swallow it, you little bitch. You like that cum, don’t you?” He did as I said.
Hard again, now the fun was going to begin. I rolled him over on his chest, pulled his legs to the edge of the bed, and as I pulled his legs apart, I told him to put the pillow under his stomach. Now as I stood on the floor, my rock-hard dick was ready to give this skater boy what he really wanted. With my pre-cum already oozing out, I placed my cock on the crack of his ass. Now slippery, I moved the head of my cock close to his hole, and felt its wet warmth, inviting me to dive in. Once again spitting on his hole and the tip of my cock, I slowly eased my dick inside his hole, letting it stretch out enough and get used to my size. I could hear him whimpering a bit, as he buried his head into one of the other pillows. He’d better get used to it, or I’d have to worry about him screaming loud enough for the neighbors to hear. As I got completely inside him, I could feel his sack touching mine. Now the fun was to begin.
For the next twenty minutes or so, I rode Skylar hard. Him bent over the bed, me standing; him on the bed doggy style – his limp dick slapping back and forth as I pounded his ass. Next on his back, then on top of me while I was on my back. As he finally was now sitting on my dick, he struggled to keep himself upright, the fucking was so intense. But he took it, and as I sensed the ride was getting closer to its pinnacle, his little dick was once again hard and pointing upward, bouncing up and down as he rode my cock.
I could sense my second orgasm of the night was about to break loose. As I kept pumping my cock mercifully into Skylar’s ass, his own dick was about to explode again as well. He came nearly more than he did the first time, and shot after shot sprayed onto my chest this time, and just as quickly as it did, he reached down and cleaned it up with his fingers, sucking the cum off of his each one, swallowing his own load like it was icing from a cake. Seeing this, I could not hold out any longer. Jamming my cock deep as I could in him, my cock pulsated inside him as it shot another huge load deep inside his ass. When the orgasm finally subsided, I pulled out of his ass, grabbed a hand towel, wiped my dick off, and threw the towel to him and told him “Here, clean yourself up, bitch.”
We did shower together, and I did find myself being somewhat interested in this skater dude, but felt nothing. He sucked me off again in the shower, swallowing my third load of the night. I let him jack off in the shower while he sucked me, and when he finished, I got out of the shower, toweled off, and threw on a pair of sweats while I waited for him to finish showering. He got out of the shower, got dressed, and I offered him a Coke, to which he accepted. I let him out of my apartment, and just as quick as I met him in the bar, he was gone. What a fun fuck with a sexy little twink, I thought to myself as he walked away. Damn. As satisfying as fucking this twink was, something was missing.
I had made the mistake thinking that maybe there might have been something there, or maybe it would be the start of something. Hadn’t been in a relationship in over two years, so I was ready, maybe too eager. Something about the music made between us just felt right.
That day I went in to work late, but I couldn’t concentrate on work. So early afternoon, I left. Maybe work from home later. Thinking maybe just maybe, he might walk into the bar again or meet me there again, I walked in, sat down on my usual chair, ordered a burger and fries, and another Spotted Cow beer. Ate dinner watching CNN. Ordered two more beers, and was on my way to a good hangover in the morning. I couldn’t stop thinking about Kyle. By the time the fourth beer arrived, I more or less proclaimed to the bartender that “Fuck love, who gives a shit anyway. I’m just in it for getting off, damnit.” I’m sure the bartender didn’t care one way or another, since all his response was “You want another Cow?” Nodding, I got up and went to the bathroom.
As I stood at the urinal pissing, the door to the bathroom opened, and a cute guy with long blonde hair – the kind a skateboarder type k** has – walked in about the time I was finished and as I turned to my left while putting my dick back in my pants, I caught Skater guy looking directly at what was in my hand. He didn’t say a word, but his eyes spoke volumes. “You like what you saw?” I blurted out. All he could do was smile an impish grin, and nodded his head. “You want it?” Bold words I’ve never spoken in a men’s room before, but at this point I needed to get Kyle out of my head. I motioned for Skater guy to follow me to my chair at the bar. I threw $40 down on the bar to cover my tab, and motioned for Skater guy to follow me. Feeling a little more drunk than the night before, I hardly said two words to this k** all the way to my apartment, and he didn’t say anything.
We entered my apartment, still a faint smell of last night’s passion lingered in the room. “What’s your name, k**?” I asked. “Skylar” he responded. “So Skylar, how old are you?” he replied that he was twenty-one. Makes sense. Jim at the bar always checked I.D.’s and wouldn’t let any u******e k**s in. “So you a top, or a bottom?” My blunt questions were probably making Skylar have second thoughts, but he didn’t bolt, rather quietly stammered, “I – I am, more of a… bottom…. But I can top too.” he offered. “Good. I like to fuck and not be fucked. So we’ll be just fine…. Take off your shirt…” I commanded him. He was wearing blue and white flannel shirt, with a white insulated underwear type shirt on underneath. Two silver chains hung around his neck, one with a dog tag, the other with a silver cross dangling from it. His baggy jeans hung low on his hips, revealing the black waist band of his Calvin Klein boxers. Not a single strand of chest hair, nor treasure trail. My hard cock was now straining to get loose again. This was going to be fun.
As we went into my room, I realized I had left my satellite radio on all day, still on the smooth jazz channel. Pushing random numbers, it landed on the alternative station, which was playing a Pearl Jam song. Perfect. Fuck jazz. Fuck romance. Fuck just to feel good. “Okay Skylar, you want my dick, you got it. Get on your knees, show me how much you want my monster cock.” I commanded with a firm voice as I peeled off my sweat shirt, t-shirt, and jeans. Pulling down my boxer briefs, I revealed again to this k** my now rock hard eight inches. Just as he was told, he knelt in front of me and started licking, sucking on the shaft of my dick, while playing with my full sack. This boy knew how to suck dick. Despite feeling the beer buzzing in my brain, I was enjoying fucking Skylar’s mouth. Surprisingly, before I knew it, I was shooting pump after pump of my hot cum down his throat, which he eagerly took every drop. “Fuck yeah boy, that felt good” Still on his knees in front of me, he was still licking my cock, kissing my large mushroom head, tonguing the last bit of cum out of me. He looked as if he was waiting for his next command. I got it now, I thought to myself.
“Get up” was my next command to him. “Come here, you little bitch, take off those pants and underwear. Let’s see how big that little thing you call a dick is.” Now he was getting into it, and as he pulled the waist band of his boxers down, a thin, average sized dick sprung up, its head pointing up at me. A scant patch of black pubic hair rose above his cock, and a nice little hairy sack with two jewels clung tightly to his body. “Sit on the bed, let me see you” as I looked over his now naked body, he must have only weighed around one thirty-five if he was lucky. So different in contrast to last night with Kyle, just as would be the sex tonight. No caressing, no kissing, just a****l lust and me using this skinny skater boy for my pleasure. “Lay down,” I instructed him. Now on his back, I instructed him to move his head up to the pillows. As he did that, I spread his thin legs apart, and reaching down to his cock with my left hand, I bent down and started sucking him. His thin cock fit in my mouth easily, and as I took it all in my mouth, the musky smell of his crotch and pubes tickled my nose. My chin on his tight sack, I pulled off his wet cock and easily took one of his nuts in my mouth, sucking it as deep into my mouth as it would go, causing him to first moan in pleasure but then grab the back of my head as if to stop me from pulling his nut out any further as he felt a bit of pain. I knew if I sucked him much longer, he would be ready to cum. Instead, I kept sucking his nut sack while jacking him off with my left hand. Taking my right index finger and cupping his now loose sack, I moistened my finger with my saliva, and found his hole. Not surprisingly, my finger easily went in to the second knuckle. This k** was a bottom indeed, without a doubt. Wasn’t his first time being fucked, that was for sure. Just as I got my second finger in to the second knuckle, I could tell he was close to coming, so I stopped jacking him off, and started licking the underside of his cock. I could feel his cock start to swell bigger and bigger and just as I took it in my mouth for a final taste, he started coming spurt after spurt, which flew all over his smooth stomach and chest. From what I did taste, it was sweet, yet pungent and tangy, so I thought what the fuck… and commenced to licking up most of what sprayed on his chest. Gathering as much as I could in my mouth, I went up to his mouth as if to kiss him, but as he opened his eager mouth, I spit his entire load in his mouth. At first he gagged a bit and wanted to spit it back out, but while I could still taste his cum on my tongue, I cleared my throat enough to tell him “Swallow it, you little bitch. You like that cum, don’t you?” He did as I said.
Hard again, now the fun was going to begin. I rolled him over on his chest, pulled his legs to the edge of the bed, and as I pulled his legs apart, I told him to put the pillow under his stomach. Now as I stood on the floor, my rock-hard dick was ready to give this skater boy what he really wanted. With my pre-cum already oozing out, I placed my cock on the crack of his ass. Now slippery, I moved the head of my cock close to his hole, and felt its wet warmth, inviting me to dive in. Once again spitting on his hole and the tip of my cock, I slowly eased my dick inside his hole, letting it stretch out enough and get used to my size. I could hear him whimpering a bit, as he buried his head into one of the other pillows. He’d better get used to it, or I’d have to worry about him screaming loud enough for the neighbors to hear. As I got completely inside him, I could feel his sack touching mine. Now the fun was to begin.
For the next twenty minutes or so, I rode Skylar hard. Him bent over the bed, me standing; him on the bed doggy style – his limp dick slapping back and forth as I pounded his ass. Next on his back, then on top of me while I was on my back. As he finally was now sitting on my dick, he struggled to keep himself upright, the fucking was so intense. But he took it, and as I sensed the ride was getting closer to its pinnacle, his little dick was once again hard and pointing upward, bouncing up and down as he rode my cock.
I could sense my second orgasm of the night was about to break loose. As I kept pumping my cock mercifully into Skylar’s ass, his own dick was about to explode again as well. He came nearly more than he did the first time, and shot after shot sprayed onto my chest this time, and just as quickly as it did, he reached down and cleaned it up with his fingers, sucking the cum off of his each one, swallowing his own load like it was icing from a cake. Seeing this, I could not hold out any longer. Jamming my cock deep as I could in him, my cock pulsated inside him as it shot another huge load deep inside his ass. When the orgasm finally subsided, I pulled out of his ass, grabbed a hand towel, wiped my dick off, and threw the towel to him and told him “Here, clean yourself up, bitch.”
We did shower together, and I did find myself being somewhat interested in this skater dude, but felt nothing. He sucked me off again in the shower, swallowing my third load of the night. I let him jack off in the shower while he sucked me, and when he finished, I got out of the shower, toweled off, and threw on a pair of sweats while I waited for him to finish showering. He got out of the shower, got dressed, and I offered him a Coke, to which he accepted. I let him out of my apartment, and just as quick as I met him in the bar, he was gone. What a fun fuck with a sexy little twink, I thought to myself as he walked away. Damn. As satisfying as fucking this twink was, something was missing.
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