Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2018 10:37:06 -0800
From: Jesus Lopez <j.lopez0392@icloud.com>
Subject: Dodger Hat Ch. 1

As I got to my stop I was snapped out of my daydream by the loud speaker at
the front of the bus. I hated when that happened, especially when they were
sex day dreams. I had those often, especially for the last few weeks, since
I had not been fucked in a while after my breakup. As I stepped off the bus
I was hit by a wave of thick heat coming from the street. I immediately
regret having worn all black to work; but I was glad to finally be home and
rip off my clothes to my normal running shorts and muscle shirt. For about
a month now I had finally noticed the difference everyone talked about in
my appearance. The thick in my body was being replaced with a new muscle
type of thick. Which I loved; for once in my life I was completely
comfortable being naked in front of a man. I slowly wore more and more
revealing shorts to the gym. Enough to where when I stretched on a foam
pad, and my balls and cock were clearly visible to anyone who walked by. I
wasn't where I wanted to be but I was pleased with he results so far. I was
about 5'10 235lbs, medium dark skin, some hair and big balls to match my
uncut Mexican cock. My brown almond-shaped eyes were now very obvious on my
once found face. And my thighs began to fill in all my pants exactly where
I wanted them to, especially in the black chinos I wore today. As I walked
on the newly paved sidewalk I remembered the treat my eyes had gotten in
the morning when I was leaving for work. Unlike my queeny friends I'd
always had a thing for dad type guys (probably because of my daddy issues
and my need to feel taken care of and dominated at the same time) To my
demise I noticed the workers had finished for the day but  were
finishing lunch under a tree out of one of the trucks right outside my
complex. I was immediately self conscious being around so many straight me
so I scurried to get inside my floor level apartment. I'd never felt
comfortable around groups of straight men, let alone a group of rugged
dudes like these. As I got home I realized I should get my mail now and not
have to dread walking back out to do so later. I was too busy finding my
key that I didn't notice that one of the workers was hiding behind the
mailbox taking a piss. I must've had an obvious reaction because he jumped
at the sound and turned away in an effort to hide himself. I stood there
and the only thing I could muster up was "hey man it's okay". He chuckled
and responded with a booming voice "my bad bro". But it was too late I had,
by default, already caught a good glimpse of his fat uncut cock and the
heavy pair of balls that hung low on that hot summer afternoon. He shoved
himself back into his Levi's as I fished for important envelopes in the
pile of coupons and cable ads that is my mailbox, I got what I needed and
was on my way back, when I heard the deep voice chuckling and saying "you
got a good enough look?" I froze and felt like my stomach had fallen out of
my ass...

When I finally turned back, after what seemed like a decade, I finally got
a head-to-toe look of this papacito. He must've been 30 or 32 years old,
about 6'2 or 6'3, 260lbs of hard working muscle and corn fed man. His
bronzed skin perfectly defined his stubbled jaw and had a pair of beautiful
dark eyes that sat below thick brows. His pants like any hardworking man
were distressed and wasted which contoured his strong legs and fat
bulge. The Dodgers baseball cap and ring-tan he wore were like the cherry
on-top of an ice cream sundae.. 

I felt a cold bead of sweat drip down my back which brought me down to
earth. Before my mind could even fully process what had happened in the
last minute he asked "is this your place?" I out of a miracle or something
had enough wit to respond " no I just hang out here". Much to my surprise
he laughed and said "you're cute man, what's your name?" I gave him my name
and confessed to him how handsome I found him and explained how I would've
never imagined he'd be into guys, let alone a guy like me. I then found out
his name was Frank. Frank was 33 and had recently divorced. As I stood
there pretending to listen to his life I vividly imagined what I would let
him do to me if I could get him inside my apartment. I had come up with a
sort of plan which I thought ,if he was interested, would play along
too. With little effort my plan worked..

Before I could blink Frank had me pinned to the wall of my living room. His
smell was intoxicating, it was of body wash and musk. I closed my eyes and
let myself be engulfed by this man who I had just met 15 minutes ago. As he
pushed up on me I felt all of him, I felt his beast like passion and I felt
his cock pulse on my hip telling me he was ready. I pulled his t shirt over
his head but left his cap and jeans on. Once off, his beautiful chest was
revealed. It it was covered in a light layer of hair that gathered at his
navel down to his waist band. I pulled him back and looked him in the eyes
and we said nothing. Our bodies told each other that we needed one
another. Once on my bed I felt his weight on me and it felt amazing. It had
been months since I felt a man on me, let alone inside of me. He pushed me
back on to the bed and turned me on my belly, he licked me from the back of
my head to the top of my eager ass. He spread my cheeks and I felt him
inhale and a slight moan escaped his mouth. He turned me on my back, I
noticed his uncut cock beginning to harden, and he whispered "I'm gonna
fuck you so good baby, I'm gonna make you mine". I moaned at the sound of
his deep masculine voice. He covered his already wet cock in spit and
slowly pressed at my asshole. Although it hurt I accepted him and allowed
myself to be dominated by this man. Once inside he allowed his cock to
explore my insides. And he slowly began to thrust back and forth and every
time I felt his weight on me. After a couple minutes he really got a rhythm
going. Sweat was running down his forehead and chest and I wanted to taste
it so I pulled him in deeper and sucked on his neck. This must've drove him
crazy because he then began pounding me grunting in my ear "you want
daddy's cum inside you huh, you want me to breed you baby?" "Is that what
you want?" I could only moan louder each time. I wanted this to never
end. He bit my ear and breathed heavily into my neck. Out of breath he
whispered "I want you to carry my load inside of you all day". I couldn't
take it anymore. The intense smell of man and cologne drove me insane. He
suddenly pulled out and tossed me onto my back. He said he wanted to see my
face as he bred me. I obliged and took him in once again. He started
picking up his pace and plowed my ass with everything he had. I looked deep
into his concentrated eyes. I ran my hand up and down from his chest to his
navel. His strong arms flexed with every push and I could tell that he was
getting ready for his release. He grabbed my face and slid his two fingers
into my mouth. I sucked desperately and this drove him over the edge. His
cock throbbed inside me and sent ropes of his nut into my body. His body
trembled as he came. He repeated "take daddy's but baby.. this ass is
mine". As the ecstasy subsided he pulled himself out with a loud "plop". He
took the the cum that was still oozing from the tip of his cock and fed it
to me. He looked at me with an intense stare and focused on the sucking. He
then knelt at the edge of the bed and began to clean my ass with his
tongue. After a few seconds he had lapped up both of our juices and brought
himself up to my lips. He kissed me passionately. The taste was divine. I
tasted his entire man hood. "I should get going.. although I could go for
round two" he chuckled.  I sat up and watched him dress. "I could get
used to this" I said under my breath. He chuckled and said "I'm always in
the area.. I'll hit you up".

To be continued.

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