Chapter 35

He spent a long time down there, sucking, groping and fingering me. But I managed to stop myself from shooting my load. I was content to just stand there and enjoy the moment for as long as possible.

Eventually, he looked up and said, ‘Can’t you cum?’ His mouth was smeared with honey.

I nodded, ‘Yes I can cum, but... ‘ He smiled and said, ‘Oh, you want to fuck.’ I nodded again. He stood, turned his back to me and pulled down his jeans and black boxer shorts. He bent over, picked up the honey again and handed it to me. ‘Here, you’ll need some more of this.’ I took the bottle and admired his beautiful arse. The perfectly round cheeks and the deep hairless crack. I ran my hands over the smooth pale skin and reached for his cock. It was beautifully hard and stiff. Then I poured the thick sticky liquid over my dick again, it dripped all over the floor. I placed the bottle on the shelf and guided my cock between his spread cheeks.

His arsehole was so irresistible that I drove my honey covered cock deep inside it with one move.

He let out a muffled cry when I penetrated him, honey oozing and squelching as my piston-like cock drove inwards. I held his hips tightly as I fucked him, watching in rapt fascination as my glistening cock pumped between his cheeks. It felt glorious, such a wonderful feeling of his tight arsehole gripping my slippery shaft, a superb fuck.

I was in the zone, a gentle steady rhythm, thrusting in and out of his delicious arse. Soft moans and whimpers from my nameless man told me that he was enjoying it.

All too soon, I felt the surge of excitement and pleasure that signalled my imminent climax. I didn’t want to delay it now, I wanted to feel the full force of my orgasm, and so I just let it go. I allowed it to wash over me like a tidal wave of euphoria. Guttural groans escaped me as I pumped my load of semen up his exquisite arse. I kept going, spurting one load after another. It was a measure of just how horny I was and in desperate need for a fuck.

My cock began to soften and as I withdrew from him, a glob of honey and spunk fell to the floor. I was making a real mess in this corner of the warehouse.

Man-with-no-name, straightened up and as he did so, reached in to his jeans pocket for a tissue, with which he wiped his arse.

He turned to face me, tissue in hand and a prominent hard-on jutting out of his jeans.

‘That was really nice Sunil, really nice. I’ll have to shop here more often if this is a special offer.’ He smiled and I smiled back.

‘You’re not finished yet, gorgeous.’ I peeled my overalls down all the way to my ankles and stood almost completely naked in front of his appreciative gaze.

‘Mmm, that’s a lovely sight Sunil, quite lovely.’ I retrieved the honey from the shelf and handed it to him. Turning away and bending for him, I said, ‘I really need you to fuck me, now.’ My mystery man had other ideas. He grabbed me, firmly, but not roughly, and turned me back to face him. He eased me against the shelves, my overalls, still around my ankles, almost tripped me up.

‘I want to look you in the eyes as I fuck you, OK?’ I nodded compliance. I didn’t mind which way I was facing, I could be standing on my head for all I cared. As long as I had a cock rammed up me, it was fine by me.