The weeks following the final class were a mix of confusion and disappointment. I struggled to get the image of Leo's cock deep in my pelvis out of my head. I watched guys all around me, wondering how far their cocks would reach into the depths of my arse.
I would see a muscular guy walk past and just imagine bending him over the bonnet of a nearby car and burying my face deep in his cleft.
At the same time, I decided to try and explore things further with my girlfriend. She got back from her work trip the week after the final class.
I put a heap of effort into setting a romantic scene for her first night home. I cooked a nice dinner, had some music playing and some wine. We of course moved into the bedroom before too long, but my attempts at anal seduction fell flat.
I followed the routine from the class almost exactly. The massage worked a treat, and she practically melted in my hands. However, as soon as my mouth got even close to her arse, she rolled over with a disgusted look on her face.
"What are you doing?" she cried. "That's disgusting!"
I blushed furiously, and apologised profusely, my erection melting faster than a snowball on a hot grill.
I struggled to get hard again, eventually fucking to a disappointing orgasm and we went to bed with an awkward energy.
A week later, after constant fighting and tension, she had gone to stay with her friend for 'some time out', both of us knowing that we were finished, even though neither wanted to admit it.
It was only a few days later that I found myself at a loss, wandering through the big, soulless shopping centre near my house. It was a Saturday, and I had no plans. I had come to replace some of the cooking gear that she'd taken with her but found it hard to work up the energy to decide what I wanted.
Dejected, I sat in the food court, a cheap burger and fries in front of me, looking around at all the hot guys.
It was the smell that hit me first. The faintest whiff of desire carried to me by the draft of an air conditioner. The scent was unmistakeable. The tangy pheromone lit up my nervous system. I felt my cock jump and my arse clench as I looked around for the source of that aroma.
I knew it could only have come from one man, and sure enough, as I turned to look behind me, I locked eyes with Leo, sitting at the table just behind me, eating lunch with a hot blonde woman.
He stared at me openly, a slight smile gracing his lips. He held my gaze as he put a chip slowly into his mouth, chewing it deliberately.
He didn't break his conversation with the woman he was with, but I couldn't quite catch what they were saying amongst the din of the food court.
Amazed, I watched as one hand dropped down into his crotch, grabbing onto his bulge with a firm squeeze.
His eyes were lit with a naked desire. Their fire burned deep inside me.
Without thought, I got up from my seat, leaving my uneaten food behind. As I walked past his chair, I ran a single finger along his back, unnoticed by the woman he was with.
Without further acknowledgement I continued past him, walking slowly towards the toilets.
With a certainty, I knew he would follow me. My mind raced, wondering what I was going to do. I certainly didn't want to get caught fucking in a busy food court toilet!
I looked around to assess my options, and my eyes landed on a slightly ajar door, with the words 'Staff Only' in large letters.
I walked straight towards it, trying to portray a sense of confidence that I did not feel. As long as I looked like I was supposed to be somewhere, I reasoned, no one would question me.
As I reached the door and grabbed the handle, I resisted the strong temptation to look back over my shoulder and confirm he was following. Instead, I walked straight into the room, a sense of uncertainty in the pit of my stomach.
I looked at the small, dim room that I had entered. Mops and cleaning supplies lined the walls, and a long bench ran along the length of one side.
My cock was hard; it's power over-riding the anxiety deep inside me. I undid my belt and lowered my pants down to my thighs. Bending over the bench, I leaned down on my elbows, my naked arse exposed and vulnerable.
I had never felt this sense of submission before. I offered myself up, waiting to be taken. My cock dripped as I imagined him entering, owning me. I was past denying this part of myself now. I knew what I wanted, and waited with excitement.
I held my breath as the door slowly creaked open, resisting the urge to stand up and cover my nakedness. I forced a long, slow exhalation, and parted my legs a little further as I waited to see his face peek around the door.
Relief flooded through me as I locked onto his familiar gaze. He took stock of the situation almost immediately, stepping into the room quickly and closing the door behind him. The lock slid home with a sense of finality.
He walked straight over to me, slapping my arse with a stinging whack, before grabbing it and squeezing. The fingers of his large hand extended between my legs, and his thumb slid over one buttock as he palmed my pelvis.
"Oh, I've been dreaming of this arse." Leo said, huskily. With his thumb he pressed against my hole. "I've been dreaming of this tight little ring squeezing down on my cock every fucken night! Then when I saw you here, I just knew I had to fuck you today."
I moaned softly as his hand massaged my arse.
"I know you've been wanting it too, haven't you?" he continued, his free hand unbuckling his belt, and undoing his fly. His hard cock suddenly released from the elastic of his underwear. Clear fluid already glistened over the head as it slowly emerged from his foreskin.
"You've never felt pleasure like you did with me. Either before or since. You've been longing for it again. Pining. But now, I'm here, and I'm going to make your knees weak!"
I was speechless, entranced. His hand held me, but something else had me paralysed. The tension between us was like a living, breathing thing. My body was electrified.
"You want me, don't you?" he said, his voice low and gravely. "You want me to fuck you. I can smell it on you, oozing through your skin. But I want to hear you say it."
I barely managed a moan as his fingers brushed against the back of my balls. "Mmmhhmm!" I mumbled, my eyes closed.
"I want you to say it. Say you want me." He insisted.
"Mmmm, fuck, I want you." I moaned. As the words passed my lips, I felt a tension leave me. My muscles relaxed as I settled into submission. I was under his spell. I was his.
He knelt behind me, his cock waving around as he got to his knees. I felt his faced press into my arse. I whimpered softly as his tongue probed between my tight cheeks.
I tried to part my legs further to give him better access, but my thighs were held by the waistband of my jeans. Leo leaned back a little, slipping off my shoes and stripping the tight denim from me. As my underwear soon followed, I bent over before him, naked from the waist down, legs spread wide.
He plunged his face back into the crevasse of my arse, his tongue now accessing my hole unimpeded. I gasped as the warm, wet, muscular organ caressed me, rimming around my tight muscle and trying to probe inside.
I breathed deep and slow, relaxing my body, and sinking into the bench beneath me. As my muscles relaxed, I felt his tongue slip just inside my opening, the nerve endings exploding with pleasure in my brain.
He moaned into me, the deep, vibrating hum reverberating through my pelvis. His masculine stubble stimulated the tender skin between my arse cheeks, teasing the border between pleasure and pain.
He attacked me with a frenetic energy, as if he was starving and I was his sustenance.
His hands gripped my upper thighs, thumbs pressing into the tense muscles.
My cock throbbed, jumping with the stimulation of my sensitive hole, drops of precum dribbling out onto the floor.
I could feel his saliva spreading over my hole, coalescing and running down the back of my balls. I wondered if his spit would be lubrication enough for what was surely to come.
As if reading my mind, I gasped as Leo's hand reached between my legs and grasped my hard cock. Squeezing firmly, he pulled the skin down along the shaft, milking the precum from the end of my cock into the waiting palm of his spare hand.
He smeared the copious fluid over his fingers, spreading it carefully. Milking me again, he wiped his fingers over the opening of my cock, spreading the slick liquid over his digits.
Moving his mouth to the side, his tongue still tickling the side of my hole, he wiped my own secretions generously over my spit-covered opening. His lubricated finger circled around, mixing the two fluids together into a sweet, gliding mess.
My arse barely resisted the entry of his first finger. The hole parted, as if hungry for his penetration. He quickly slid out of me again, circling my hole before sliding back inside, training me to stay open for him.
The pleasure was intense, but superficial. The nerves around my arse loved the attention, but I wanted that deep, pelvic burn that I knew he could give me.
As I felt his next entry, I pushed back towards him, sliding my arse along his probing finger. He laughed as he pulled back, teasing me with his finger just inside my anus.
"Oh, someone sure knows what he wants." He growled low and deep. "This arse is hungry for more."
He wiggled his finger just inside me, sending shocks of pleasure through me.
"You're going to get just what I want to give you, my man. This arse is mine today."
I whimpered as he thrust back inside me again, probing deep. His finger brushed against my prostate, the fire inside me finally igniting.
I tilted my pelvis, trying to maximise the stimulation of my prostate, the movement causing a sudden gush of fluid from me.
I moaned, a deep, shuddering breath escaping from my mouth as he slid a second finger in to join the first.
Looking down between my legs, I could see his hand gripping his own hard cock, stroking slowly as his fingers fucked me. I closed my eyes, imagining it sliding into me, his throbbing cock stretching my hole.
His stroking fingers had found their mark now, as he stroked my prostate over and over. I resisted the temptation to stroke my cock, wanting to focus instead on the pleasure deep in my pelvis.
