Staying Late
Gay Male Story

Staying Late

by Coffeeboy1991 4 min read 4.3 (3,000 views)
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He walked through the door pushing his hand cart full of boxes, setting them down in the corner of the room. Glancing toward him with a friendly "hello" and returning to my work.

He greets me "hey, sorry this took me so long I wasn't even sure if you were still gonna be here, I got one more load then I'm done for the day!" As he happily returned to his truck to empty the contents of the cargo hold onto the hand cart. It was after closing and I had already sent the dishwasher home, the front of house were clearing out after their side work was finished. I stood alone finishing up the last of the cleaning after staying late to catch up on prep. The driver wasn't a very attractive man but he had beautiful eyes and seemed to always linger a little too long. Starting to daydream a little thinking about his thick fingers and stocky build I didn't even notice as the last of the servers had clicked the light off and yelling "see ya!" Before hearing the door close behind her.

I was excited and horny this was a bad idea. Removing my clothes as fast as I could, I heard the door pushing open "this should be the last of it, so... looks like your pretty much done here."

"Mhmm just one thing left to do i purred as he turned around and saw me standing there in just a pair of panties. My frame slightly smaller then his, my chubby features completely exposed to him except for the small piece of fabric covering my small bulge. His eyes popped i could see his excitement written across his face and his groin. Bending slowly over a prep table "I've always noticed you tend to hangout a little longer then most of the other drivers." i smirked, "is this something that might interest you?" I purred. This was going so much better then I had ever hoped it would, he wouldn't have known how anxious I was by how calm and confident I was acting.

He looked at the door then at me rubbing the front of his jeans. I licked my lips and swayed my hips back and forth, he began to walk toward me with every step my heart beat quickened. The next moment his hands on my hips my swaying backside rubbing against the front of his pants feeling his excitement grow. His knee hits the floor and my panties pushed to the side, I feel his warm wet tongue pressing against my tight hole working his was into me with his strong muscle. He spanks me hard and reaches around rubbing my semi erect penis I push his hand away from me and spin round hand on his head I lead my stiffening cock into his mouth sliding it back and forth. Bringing myself closer to the edge he starts swirling his tongue around the my tip, trying in vain not to cum I tap his head and heavy moan out "shit daddy I'm gonna cum!" Shooting my load into his mouth he stands up and pushes his tongue into my mouth our lips and tongues dancing with eachother as he moves my load from his mouth into my mouth and unlocking our lips.

"Did you call me daddy?" He asks with a grin. Bending back over the table and swaying my hips against his pants.

"Mhmm do you want me to say it again?" As I put one hand on each side of my ass and part the cheeks, revealing my soft puckered opening to him, casually mentioning the olive oil on the shelf behind him. That was all he needed to hear as he grabs the oil and slathered it across his engorging cock, softly yet firmly pressing against my anxious hole. Pushing my hips back against him feeling him enter me with a pop, "easy tiger i need a second you're very thick."

"Whatever you need baby" i could have cum again right then and there sliding hard back onto his cock feeling him invade my body completely. "So much for needing a second eh?"

"Shut up and fuck me." i grunt through the invasion of my hole being stretched open he starts slowly pumping getting deeper with each thrust. After a few seconds or minutes of him using me for his pleasure I start matching his momentum, my hips sliding back and forth meeting his pounding thrusts. My cock dripping precum, moaning wildly, I feel his hips buckle and he slams hard into me balls deep. Swaying my hips back and forth on his pulsating member he grunts into my ear "I'm sorry" breathing heavy i look over my shoulder and ask.

"Why daddy?"

"Well I wanted this to last longer, I've been waiting for this moment for so long and now that I've had my turn I don't want it to stop." His cock still wedged in my quivering hole softening to it's resting size his balls still pulsing, spewing his load deep into me.

"Mmmm" i moan, cum leaking from my own cock, totally satisfied I lay my head on the cold stainless steel table and he slides out of me leaving me empty and stretched. He begins to redress himself and I put my panties back on just in time stop his load from dripping out but instead staining my panties with a yellowish mucus, the smell of sex and olive oil permeated the room. I hand him a piece of paper with my phone number on it and he leaves leaving me naked. I slowly start collecting my clothes and remop the floor just in case and head to the car. Another days work done, driving home grinning ear to ear and text comes in.

"Hey, my name is Nick, by the way."

I figure I'll text him when I get home... to be continued...

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