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By *rgeo OP   Man
7 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

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By *rgeo OP   Man
7 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

I got off the bus before the terminus. I wanted to pop into the Art Gallery and get a drink and a cake. I hadn't eaten since breakfast about five hours ago and was feeling weak.

I was aware of someone behind me following quite closely. Whoever it was kept up with me as far as the steps into the Art Gallery. I ran up the steps quickly and moved inside, heading for the café. As I did so I heard more footsteps behind me. I was adjacent to the gift shop counter and I stopped to say hello to the lady who served there. I didn't know her name but she always had a smile and a greeting for me. The person behind me moved on and I saw that it was a young black guy. He walked as far as the next doorway and then stopped, looking back at me. We gazed at one another momentarily and then I chatted a while to the lady. When I turned back, he had disappeared.

In the café I ordered a pot of tea and a slice of cake. It was fairly busy and I had to wait to give my order. There were about four free tables scattered in different parts of the room. I paid and carried my tray over to the quietest corner I could find. I looked around the room but there was no sign of the black guy. He was late twenties, tall, well-built.

As I drank my tea, I checked on a few more messages from my phone. Suddenly, I was aware of a presence next to me and the black guy was sitting at my side.

"You like looking at dicks, don't you?" he said. "I was sat behind you on the bus."

I went bright red and realised what had happened. Without thinking, I had been browsing through quite a few profiles of blokes nearby who might be free this afternoon. Some of their pictures were too good to ignore and I had even ticked a few favourites. Anyone sitting behind me would have had a perfect view.

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By *rgeo OP   Man
7 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

"Finish your cake and you can take a look at mine," he said. "You won't be disappointed," he added. "Judging from what I saw, you like 'em big."

My heart felt like it would burst out of my chest. I had never been so surprised and excited in my life. I didn't know what to do. Part of me felt very scared.

"It's alright, I like older guys," he said, placing a hand on my arm. "Some of you are really cute."

I looked around the room in the hope that there was no-one I knew in the café. Usually, I would bump into someone from work, either an ex-colleague or the parent of a student I had taught.

"Where can we go?" I blurted out. I realised that there were cameras all over the place here and that anywhere in the Art Gallery would be useless for an illicit rendezvous.

"Don't worry about that!" he laughed. "I've got just the place. Two minutes away, literally. It'll blow your mind." He waited. "And your cock'll be very happy too."

I hastily finished the cake, knowing I might need all the energy I could muster, and swilled it down with what was left of the tea.

"Just follow me," he said.

We walked out the building the same way we had entered, retracing our steps almost to the bus stop, but turning off a little before to head down the road that led to the bus station. One block further and he stopped to check I was behind him.

"Here we are!" he said cheerfully. "I told you it was close."

He turned off into a narrow side street and took the next left into a shabby looking building. It was the sex shop on Lord Street. I knew it well, but hadn't been inside for about a year. I couldn't work out what his plan was.

"Hi, Murray," he shouted as he pushed the door open. A voice called back at him. "You can get off now, if you like."

Murray came from behind his counter and collected his belonging. He bade us both good afternoon and left. Apart from the two of us, the place was deserted.

"Just a minute," he said. "I'll put a sign up to say we're closed for a while." He dealt with both doors, as there was also a front entrance.

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By *ick682024Man
7 days ago

swindon

Interesting start

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By *orwichscotMan
7 days ago

Livingston

Liking the sound of this!

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By *rgeo OP   Man
7 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

He came back to where I was standing and put his arm around my shoulder. He had that powerful smell of so many black men. I felt myself melting away.

“Let me show you this,” he said, and he led me to the display rack at the back of the room. He reached down and picked up a magazine, tearing off its thin plastic cover. It was a magazine devoted to Big Black Cock. He put the mag into my hands so I could look through it.

“Do you like aromas?” he asked. “ I can open a bottle for us if you want.”

“Yes, please,” I said. He went to the back of the counter and found a little bottle with its familiar red wrapper.

“Let’s go into the back room then,” he said. “It’s more comfortable there. We can sit down together.”

He opened a door off the main display room which led into a private area. There was a table, with a kettle and a few cups on it, a fridge and a sofa. I sat down with the magazine in my hands and waited for him to join me. He stood in front of me with the bulge of his trousers in line with my eyes.

“Let’s see who’s the biggest,” he said. He nodded down at the magazine. “Keep looking.” The pictures were extremely arousing, more so because I also had the real thing right before me. He reached down and put his hands around my head, pulling me into him. With my tongue I tried to work out what was lying beneath the cloth of his pants. It was certainly impressive.

“How do you like to play it?” he asked me. “Want me to be top or bottom?” I moaned appreciatively and put my hands around his legs, nestling into him. “Top it is then!” he said, our minds made up.

I was glad we had the aromas. If things worked out the way I suspected they might, I would need every bit of help I could get to feel relaxed and open for him. I had been fucked a few days ago by a fairly large guy, but this looked to be of another dimension altogether.

Thank God I caught the number 34 bus, I thought. I'd just missed the 35, which ran the same route. All those buses carried the same message inside, plastered on the windows: See Something Say Something.

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By *oy2017Man
7 days ago

Frome

You have me hooked. Some more of the story please

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By *rgeo OP   Man
7 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

There isn't much more to say. I got properly split in half, couldn't walk upright for a week and couldn't sit down comfortably for a fortnight. We used to see each other now and then on the same bus route. He would always wink at me and come over to chat. I was often tempted to pop into the shop and renew our more intimate relationship. Indeed, he encouraged me to. But by the time I plucked up the courage and enough energy to visit, the shop had closed down.

Once, a month or two later, I spotted him in the street as my bus drove past. I got off at the next stop in the hope of finding him, but I never did. It was a special time we had together and I have kept it brief as to what actually passed between us. It was for me the thrill of a lifetime, unexpected, unsought, a gift from the Gods. Probably he still lives close by. Perhaps I shall see him tomorrow.

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