September 13th, 2024
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Description: Moving out of my parents house has been “the best of times and the worst of times, as they say.” I’m not some socially dysfunctional basement dwelling moocher but I was comfortable at home. I know my mother is not eager to see me leave the nest, and my father has never put any pressure on me. I think he’s indulging my mother, like he always does, but I don’t think he really minds, either. We are a happy family, and always have been, but my friends are starting to give me a mostly good natured ribbing about it. Most of them have moved out. I’m also discovering my sexuality, and it’s awkward not having a place that you can invite guys over to. I have a decent job now so I’ve realized the time has come. I’ve had to put up with too many sad tales of my friend’s roommate melodramas, though, and I don’t want to deal with it. I need a place of my own. The thing is, my decent job is not a great job, and I’m having trouble finding a place that I can afford. My dad suggested that I go talk to his friend Mr. Stryker who owns several apartment buildings. I called him up and he offered to show me a vacant place in his complex. He said it wasn’t very big, but it should work for a single guy out on his own. Mr. Stryker is a really hot guy, but he’s been one of “adults” in my life as long as I can remember. I didn’t think he was gay, anyway. He’s pretty butch. In fact, I thought I should come out to him if I was going to rent his apartment, but that’s scary, too. That’s another thing I’m going through now; figuring out how to renegotiate my relationships with the older people that I know, now that I’m not a kid anymore. Coming out to him turned out not to be a problem. Just the opposite! Not only is he gay, but he likes young guys… a lot, and more specifically me. Turns out he’s had his eye on me for a while now. I couldn’t believe I went from struggling to find the courage to say, “I’m gay,” to having our hands on each other’s crotches in about two minutes. I have had sex with other guys my age but never an older man. I knew sooner or later he was going to be my first, though. We got to the apartment and he showed me around, then he pushed me down on the bed and fucked me like I’ve never been fucked before. His dick is huge! He has a gorgeous fit sexy body, too. He's like one of the pornstars on PornHub. It was amazing. The apartment was not so much, though. I told him that I hoped he wouldn’t mind if I checked out some other places. I had just started looking and I felt like I owed it to myself to see what else was out there. Turns out the answer is pretty much, “nothing,” not in my price range. Yesterday, I called Mr. Stryker and asked him if the apartment was still available. He said that it was, but there were several people interested. I asked him if I could come back to see it again. Of course, he said, “absolutely.” I got the impression that he was thinking about our visit to the apartment last time. I know I was. Actually, my balls tingled and my hole itched every time it crossed my mind, which was at least once a day. This time I met him over there and looked around again. It really is small, almost a studio. The worst part is that there is almost no closet space. I guess I could get some cabinets at Ikea, but it’s going to be cozy, to say the least. I still wasn’t sure about the apartment, but I was sure I didn’t want to walk away without getting some more of Mr. Stryker’s cock. He said that he didn’t have another showing for two hours, plenty of time for some fun. I was in his arms kissing him in like two seconds. Turns out he was dying to get me back in the bed but he was waiting for me to make the first move. I got down on my knees and worshiped his massive cock. It tasted so good, and smelled so good, all earthy and musky, definitely all man. I sucked him until I thought I might make him cum, then I stopped. I knew where I wanted his load and it wasn’t in my mouth. I got on my hands and knees on the bed presenting my ass to him. I knew that was what he really wanted and, honestly, I didn’t care whether I got my cock sucked, or not. He just gazed down on me for a bit and then stripped my pants off. He didn’t take my underwear off right away, though. I was wearing tight red briefs that I hoped would be sexy. I don’t know if he was teasing me, or teasing himself, but he just sat there stroking my butt, pulling my briefs down to let my crack peak out and then letting them ride up again. It started to make me feel kind of submissive and objectified, like my ass was a sex toy for him to use. I wondered if he was waiting for me to beg him to fuck me, and I was just about to, when he stripped them off. He gently kissed my cheeks before pressing his face between them. His rough scruffy beard felt so amazing in my crack and his warm tongue pressing into my hole was almost enough to make me cum just thinking about how good his cock felt last time. He ate me out for what seemed like forever; kissing and licking, pressing his tongue deeper and deeper into my hole, opening me up. I was so hungry for him that I was just panting and sighing while he growled into my ass with lust. I was so turned on that it didn’t even hurt when he pushed it into me. It was like his huge cock was custom made to stretch out my tight hole in just the right way. He took his time, slowly thrusting in and out, with me, ass in the air, face pressed into the mattress, feeling better than I ever had in my life. It was totally incredible but he could only hold back for so long and I felt his thrusting getting harder and quicker as his need to cum took over. He flipped me onto my back, pushing my legs back with his strong hands, opening me up even further. That still wasn’t enough for him, though, so he grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under my hips to raise me up to his height. Laying on my back, I could finally grab my own hard throbbing cock. I was jacking it in time with him driving his cock into my hole until I exploded with maybe the hardest orgasm I’ve ever had. I literally felt like I might pass out, but there wasn’t time for that. It wasn’t even a minute later that he let out a whimper and started to cum, too. He was pounding into me so hard that it hurt, but I was beyond caring. I’m renting the apartment. This complex has one amenity more important than closet space.
