James was desperately excited and desperately nervous. Sat in a cafe in the gay district of Toronto, freshly landed from a flight from Heathrow, he was trying to both sober up and revive himself after a late night and very early morning flight. Across the table sat Daniel, a very confident, very gay guy who James knew wanted to bury his huge cock in James's tight little ass.
James, who was an enthusiastic drinker, had met up with a few friends in London the evening before flying out and had got absolutely plastered, trying to shake off the nerves which had arrived knowing he was soon to fly out and meet Daniel, who knew all about his curiosity and was very, very happy to 'show James around', as he put it.
The drinking had helped with James's nerves initially, but as the alcohol wore off he was left with the inevitable hangover and the equally inevitable raging libido. Whenever James was hungover it seemed a switch had been flicked somewhere inside him and he became desperate for sex, to the point of ignoring law, decency and privacy.
Right now he was trying very hard to a) not seem nervous and b) not reveal to Daniel that he couldn't stop fantasising about being stripped completely naked by him and used for Daniel's pleasure in whatever way he wanted, whether swallowing his hard cock deep into his throat or being told to lean against the wall of the downstairs toilet cubicle and have Daniel strip off his ridiculously tiny, tight, baby blue Calvin Klein briefs and slide his hard cock between James's tight and oh so willing ass cheeks.
James was 5'9", of medium build, with dark blond hair, cut quite short, and eyes which seemed to change colour with the weather. Though very low on self-esteem, he was in many ways a stereotypical twink, of the kind guys like Daniel enormously enjoyed bending to their sexual will. He had an ass to die for and unfortunately for him, Daniel had already seen a picture of his bare cheeks on their mutual friend Rebecca's phone.
"This is all Rebecca's fault", James thought, as he glanced up to see Daniel smiling at him, saying: "You look lost in your thoughts James, hope they're nothing TOO distracting." James blushed impressively, trying to tell himself that Daniel couldn't know what he was thinking, but squirming uncomfortably anyway.
Just as he was regaining his poise, Daniel said: "Come on James, get your cute twink ass to the bar and let's have a proper drink to welcome you to town." Rebecca, the other person sat at the table and the puppet master in arranging this situation, vainly tried to stifle her uncontrollable giggles as James immediately blushed again, saying: "Daniel, you promised you'd be good and not embarrass my friend!"
Daniel leapt on this, immediately replying: "What? I'm not allowed to compliment your friend, Ry? You know you've looked at his ass too, I've seen you, we both agree it's hot, and you always say James is low on confidence, so why can't I tell him he has a cute, delicious, fuckable, twinkboy ass? You don't mind, do you James?"
"Umm, well no, I-I guess not." James said, trying not to blush again and shift the conversation on as he avoided Daniel's gaze, afraid otherwise he might drop to his knees right there at the pavement cafe and swallow Daniel's cock. "Right, kk, what drinks do we want?" James said, praying that he wouldn't get hard as he stood up, his pulse racing at the thought that Daniel found him attractive.
Rebecca, who was drop-dead gorgeous in every respect, looked over at James with her beautiful dark eyes, smiling the secret smile that told James she was enjoying this and knew he was too. She was fully aware of how easy James would be for Daniel to seduce, and of the effect hangovers had on him, and was already getting moist as she fantasised about what Daniel would do with James's cute, supple, willing body.
Later that day, James's pulse was racing faster than ever as Daniel's strong hands bent him over the arm of the sofa in Daniel's apartment, his hands confidently and quickly unbuckling James's belt and yanking down his jeans.
James, already topless, was now wearing just those baby blue Calvins, the thin material stretched across his firm, tight ass cheeks, leaving very little to the imagination. James's mind was still reeling at the speed of what had happened, he could still taste Daniel's pre-cum on his lips as he felt Daniel's lips kissing down his spine, making James moan and arch his back in pleasure "Ohh fuckkk Daniel", he said, feeling one of Daniel's hands squeeze a pert buttock through his briefs as the other toyed with his rock-hard cock, which was trying desperately to escape the restrictive confines of his underwear. He felt Daniel's hot breath on his ear, his tongue tracing the lobe as Daniel whispered: "I had no idea you'd be quite this willing, you sweet UK twink boy. You liked my cock in your mouth, we both know that, and I'm very much going to like putting it in your curious ass."
James could only moan with need as Daniel's hands slid to James's hips, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of the Calvins and pulling them down James's thighs, revealing his smooth, completely bare and supple ass cheeks to Daniel's lustful gaze. "Oh my" Daniel breathed, his hands kneading the firm globes of James's ass, "You really do have an ass that was made for cock, don't you, twinkboy?" James groaned once more as he felt Daniel's lubricated cock head run up and down his ass, then jumped as he felt a smack on his buttock and whimpered in delight at being spanked by this strong, confident, older guy. "Answer me, twinkboy. Was your ass made for cock?
James shivered as lust coursed through him, his cock dripping precum and harder than ever before, as he found himself blushing and moaning "Yes Daniel, please. Please show me how much my twinkboy ass was made for cock."
As James uttered the words, he moaned loudly as he felt the head of Daniel's big, thick and very hard cock slip into his virgin ass, causing momentary pain that was soon replaced by unbelievable pleasure.
James had waited for this moment for so many years, a confident, dominant guy to use his ass like the curious little twinkboy he was, to fuck him hard and fast. He started to moan as he felt Daniel's thick cock sink deeper into his tight little ass, slowly at first, but gradually getting faster. The pleasure was overwhelming James, the sensation of being fucked simply too much as he felt every inch of Daniel's big, thick, very hard cock sink in and out of his no-longer virgin ass.
The feel of Daniel's strong, masculine hands pressing into his hips, occasionally spanking his buttocks, caused James to lose control "Ohhh..unnhhh..Daniel..fuck..unnh..unhh..yess.yess..yesss.. fuck me..fuck...yes...unnnh" Words were spilling out of his mouth without him realising as this gorgeous cock slid in, then out, in, then out, pleasure increasing, over and over.
James imagined what he must look like now, totally naked, bent over the arm of a sofa in the apartment of a man he'd known half a day, his ass, previously untouched by anyone else except his girlfriend Georgie's tongue, being ploughed repeatedly and to his delight by this relative stranger's cock.
James wondered what anyone would think if they walked in, his tight, if honest fairly slutty, briefs still around his smooth thighs, Daniel's powerful body thrusting back and forth, his balls slapping against James's tight ass in, out, in, out, metronomic, Daniel's grunts of pleasure louder, his palm spanking James's ass, just as he'd imagined it. "Oh... unnhhhh...pleassee" moaned James, trying to keep his balance leaning over the couch, worried about how loud his uncontrollable moaning was getting.
His own cock was harder than it had ever been and he could feel the precum leaking all over his head. He was unable to stroke himself and bring some much-needed relief, however, as he needed both his hands to brace himself against the power of Daniel's thrusts. Even with both his hands braced, James still gradually found himself bending further and further over the sofa as Daniel, whose toned six-foot frame was far more powerful than James's, fucked him.
As James's moans increased in volume and Daniel's pace slowed to more deliberate, deep strokes, a bolt of shock shot through James as he heard the outer door to the apartment open and shut. James panicked as he heard soft footsteps approach the second door, but Daniel was pinning him to the sofa, increasing the pace of his thrusts into James's tight ass once more.
James tried to get up, bracing his hands against the sofa cushions once more, thinking how embarrassed he'd be if anyone was to see him like this. However, his sex-scrambled brain failed to process that the more he pushed up, the further Daniel's cock sank between his cheeks.
The effect of this was to leave James delirious with pleasure, literally shuddering with delight as the regular slapping sounds of Daniel's balls and thighs against his buttocks got louder, mingling with his own guttural moans of pleasure as the door opened to reveal Rebecca stood in the doorway, her face registering no sign of shock at the graphic sight that met her eyes. She was stunning, wearing a short skirt that revealed her long, toned legs to mid-thigh, with white thigh-high stockings that came to an inch below the hem of her skirt.
A simple white blouse, a couple of buttons open to reveal a little of her white bra and perfect breasts, completed the ensemble, contrasting with her darker hair and eyes. The eyes that were locked with James's as the friction of his cock against the sofa, caused by Daniel's relentless pounding of his tight little ass, finally caused him to tip over the edge.
