The Broom Cupboard

I still could feel it even after three hours had passed. It was as if his thumb was still inside me wriggling and twisting and stretching my little tube. I could not help but fidget in my seat. The thought of him violating the most intimate part of my being raised my temperature and made my blood race faster than ever through my veins.

I was sat in a typical plastic chair staring somewhat blankly at a complicated equation on a whiteboard at my evening Maths class. It was my somewhat futile attempt at trying to get the A level I flunked many years ago. The tutor was busy adding yet more to his already complicated equation and I was on auto pilot. Realistically there was no way I was going to be able to figure that out now. All I could do was copy it down and hope that he didn't pick on me to attempt to explain it. Hopefully tonight after I calmed down I could work it out at my own pace. I glanced at my cheap quartz watch, it was almost quarter passed six, just another fifteen minutes of this left and I could attempt to cool myself down on the long walk home. At present though the only Maths I could contemplate was how deep had my bum been probed by that grey haired man in that broom cupboard. How many times had he pushed through my tight sphincter with those long fingers of his, had it been thirty or forty? I mused as to how many fingers he had managed to get inside me in the end. I quickly found myself reminiscing over that moment he first penetrated me and the sudden euphoria he exposed me to when he pressed the pad of his inserted finger firmly into the wall of my anus and started moving it in a circular motion. Yes it felt raw and it made me itch but god it made me so hot. I knew I was hooked of course, that I would let him do it again and again. I doubt I would ever be the same now that I knew my little passage could be stimulated in such a way.

"So this is the crust of it" I heard the tutor say as he tapped the core part of the equation with his marker pen. I drew a thick line under the relevant part in my notes but before I could stop myself the line had turned into a sketch of a finger. What an amazing thing the human finger, able to do so many things. Unable to clear my head now of those precious few minutes in that cupboard it dawned on me if he had continued any longer than he had I would have almost certainly wet myself there and then. The sensation as his finger infiltrated me, as it pushed through my inner sphincter was such that it caused me to tremble uncontrollably. His last words whispered in my ear will haunt me every night till the next time. '

'I will stretch your tight little hole even wider when next we meet'.

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'Stretch it wider' I pondered then what will he do? Will he have his way with me there and then or will he make me wait yet another week before he forces his red headed helmet inside me? I fidgeted again, re-crossing my legs in an effort to control the contractions in my bum. The thought of him stuffing that cock in my narrow tube caused it to itch. I knew I wanted it; I wanted him inside me so bad. I wanted him to turn my tight little hole into a ragged red sore gaping hole. I wanted to feel him as he jerked uncontrollably as his cock pumped thick sticky sperm deep inside me. I let out a sigh, louder than I initially thought.

"Keeping you up are we Michael". Shit, I cowered down and an apology left my lips. The tutor eyed me as if to interrogate my sincerity and then turned to his watch.

"Right I think we will call it a day" a sudden flurry of shuffling ensued as everyone started collecting their stuff together.

"Have a go at the equation" Mr Dorrs continued. "Please remember to show your workings. It doesn't matter if it is wrong, what matters is that you give it a go".
Those last four words stalled in my ears. 'Give it a go' indeed I had. What a rush, I had given it a go alright. I knew my heart rate would not slow until I'd let him do it again, until he had treated my little hole as if it was his play thing. Somehow though I would have to calm myself down, I had to wait a whole week before I would venture into that cupboard again, then and only then would my desires be fulfilled.

It had started to rain as I left; I didn't think to bring a coat as the sky was so clear when I left. I had a two mile walk and as I looked up at the sky it struck me that I was almost certainly going to get soaked through. A distant clap of thunder confirmed my fear, the only thing I could do was turn on my heel's and stay in the sanctuary of the college for another hour or so until it closed. Hopefully by then the rain would have eased somewhat. Why had I not learned to drive after all this time? Most of my friends could but I found the whole sordid idea of spending what little money I earned at HMV learning to drive absurd. I probably would never afford to tax let alone insure and run one anyway. I could of course run the quarter mile into town and catch the bus but the little change I had rattling in my pocket was all the money I had until I got paid on Monday, four days away yet. I let out a groan and headed back for the college entrance.

I couldn't believe how wet I had already got when I got back inside. I frantically shook myself to get the worst off but I really needed a towel, my hair was dripping water everywhere. Then a rare but welcome burst of inspiration lead me to the bathroom. Twisting the nozzle of the hand drawer I leant against the button and a warm blast of hot air engulfed my scull. Less than five minutes later I was reasonably dry and I routed around in my bag to find my comb and did my best to make myself look respectable.

It was then as I was sorting out my fringe that I saw through the mirror the door open behind me. It didn't twig that this could have happened, perhaps the rain had dampened my mood and drowned out the feelings that had so overwhelmed me earlier but it was obvious now it could have come to pass. There he stood in the doorway with his mop and his bucket, the man who had raised my heart rate and touched me in places no one else ever had. He smiled at my reflection as our eyes met across the tiled bathroom floor. His wrinkly face for some reason seemed warm and his grey hair sparkled like silver in the bright fuzzy artificial light.

"So you couldn't wait that long?" he said, more as a matter of fact than a question. Of course the chance meeting was totally unintentional but now that he was here perhaps somewhere in my subconscious mind I had wanted it. Perhaps I had wanted an excuse to stay behind on the chance that he was still around. "It was raining" I spluttered in a wimpy voice. My eyes of course went with my desires to his fingers. His right hand held the mob with a firm grip and his fingers, those long fingers were wrapped tight around its handle.

"Well I am grateful to the weather gods" he said with a slight snigger. I blushed, I couldn't help it. He was a funny sort of chap and very likable. I wouldn't say he was physically attractive particularly, certainly not a person I would have singled out in a crowd. But there was something about him, something there that so far had managed to elude me. He was slightly taller than me, perhaps six foot or as near as damn it. He was slim build but fit and I guessed his age to be about sixty ish.

"Would you like me to lock the door, I feel an inspection coming on" he said as he leaned is mop against the doors frosty glass. I'm not sure what gave my answer away because I didn't utter a word but in less than a minute the door was locked and I was lent over the sink with my trousers and pants down at my ankles. My right bum cheek was stretched to one side, firmly grasped by his right hand while his thumb from his left was busy circling the rim of my tight little hole. My heart by now was racing and my dick was half erect against the surface of the old and somewhat cold porcelain sink. I was totally at his mercy and knew it. He groaned as he teased my little ring, almost but not quite penetrating it. Then both his hands gripped my bum cheeks and stretched them apart. His warm tongue found my crack and his rough tongue licked me like it had done before, causing me to pant and wriggle. I could feel his stubble as his chin rubbed against me and my breathing became more erratic when his tongue pushed hard into my sphincter.
Why would anyone want to lick another man's bum hole? I had wondered that the first time he had done it but wow, it did feel good and right now he was pushing hard into my sphincter and dribbling his saliva all over it, I couldn't help but squirm, god it felt good.

I felt his hand press hard down on the small of my back; I yielded to his obvious demand and dropped to my knees on the floor. He eased off my Nikki trainers from their heel's and then lifted my legs slightly one at a time to remove my damp trousers and pants. Now there I was exposed, on my hands and knees and my head under the sink. I wondered what would come first but I didn't have to wait long. I flinched as he penetrated me with his thumb; in he went twisting it inside me as he pushed through my tight ring. Then out and in again, this time stretching my little hole outwards all around its circumference before his other hand slid closer to its goal, I let out a little yelp as he wriggled his other thumb in at the same time. It left a tinkling feeling all around my rim, a raw and slightly discomforting irritation and a warm sensation drifted down my anus. His thumbs pressed firmly against the inner walls as he eased me open. He was feeling my tube, rubbing my innards with the soft top pad part of his thumbs. It felt really raw and I couldn't help but whine as he continued to rub. Then he slipped them in deep and bent them at the knuckle forcing my sphincter to expand making me flinch as he eased my little hole open. He let out a triumphant 'yes' as he exposed my inner sanctum to the cool air of the bathroom and I could almost feel his eyes probing the deeps of my pink insides.

"This little hole needs some serious lubrication I think" he said as he held me in his tight grip. Then he did the necessary, with his thumbs still in me he stretched my sphincter open still wider and spat his gob right up inside me, over and over again. I could feel damn splodges hit the edges of my tube which made me fidget as the sensation sent shivers of pleasure deep down inside me but with the discomfort caused from my sphincter being held open I couldn't help but whimper. After he had spat all the saliva he could spare up my tight tube it was time for his rampant finger fuck. I knew it was coming but even so I couldn't help but flinch as he forced my sphincter to yield to those two big long fingers of his.

"You just be a good boy" he said as he repeated the forceful entry. I tried but all I could do was blubber as he breached through into my anus.

Minutes passed by and my poor little tube was starting to get quite sore. Then he stopped, perhaps I thought for a breath but as I glanced round I noticed he was stripping out of his trousers and his ruby headed knob end sprang into view. He glanced at me, noticing my breathless and fearsome face.

"It always hurts a bit the first time, try to stay calm I have put some lub on my hammer so it should ease the discomfort a little" he said as he positioned himself behind me and prepared to do the necessary.

I knew he was big, well bigger than me. I guessed its size when I had it in my mouth before class, about eight inches I had speculated with pulsing veins around its extremities. My heart was now pounding so fast I could hear it. First thing I felt was his hard member pressed firmly against my sphincter, he just held it there pressing it hard against it. Slowly though I could feel my sore little ring start to submit and within about a dozen seconds I was panting like crazy from the discomfort as his knob end stretched my aching sphincter open and started forcing its way in. I let out a shriek as he breached me, slowly he pushed in and all I could do was pant as I felt his hard member chaffing tight against my tubes sore interior, forcing it to elongate. Fuck did it hurt, it felt more like his fist than his cock and I blubbered like a baby as I pleaded for him to go easy. His hands gripped and parted my bum cheeks and he eased his cock almost out from my tube. I took a breath but before I had chance to recover he was pushing back in firmly, this time driving his cock much deeper down inside me and gave my right bum cheek a good hard slap.

I suppose I should be grateful, after all he had warned me it would hurt but nothing prepared me for the discomfort. At least he started slow, every time he drove back in he went that little bit deeper making me whimper all the more. A few minutes must have passed before he changed tactic, parting my cheeks wide he suddenly withdraw out of me and I quickly took a breath again. Barely had I drawn in fresh air though before I felt him forcing himself back in, making me wince and squeak but within seconds he was withdrawing again. His hands gripped my cheeks hard stretching them wide and then quite suddenly I felt his thumbs pushing inside my sore little ring. Less gentle this time he stretched me open and proceeded to spit yet more gob right up my bum. At least his thick spit eased the soreness somewhat but before I had time to savour the moment his cock was pushing back inside me again, sending a sharp spike of discomfort all the way down to my rectum.

What followed was an onslaught, thrusting hard and deep inside me. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he banged hard into my bum. I fidgeted and wriggled as he hammered my bum hard. Slowly another sensation started to reach my brain. It was a warmness that I felt, emanating from deep down inside my rectum and it was getting more noticeable by the minute. The chaffing was distressing my tight little tube which by now must have surely been the colour of beetroot. Although I was still in discomfort the warm sensation seemed to stimulate a more pleasurable feeling. My heart was racing and I was reaching a point of heighten ecstasy, no I wasn't about to cum, in fact my cock was only semi awake. No it was another form of sexual excitement, one I had never felt before. My bum was being pounded, stretched open and violated by a man with silver hair and a wrinkly face. He was deep inside my body and he was enjoying every moment of it, forcing air deep down into my abdomen and I was struggling to cope with that but still I was so horny. I could hear him panting now, I thought for a minute he was about to cum but then he lifted his legs over mine to get a better perch. He was now straddling me and I felt him grind in even deeper and the discomfort reached a new level and brought water to my eyes.

After a few deep hard pushes he returned to thrusting. My bum cheeks were taking the brunt of his force, acting like shock absorbers they did their best but he was relentless. I couldn't tell you how long he pounded me but by the time he eased up my knees hurt and my arms ached. Slowly though the thrusts slowed and he started to falter, his hands found my shoulders and with one final deep paralysing thrust he started to jerk. I did my best to contract around him, though my inner tube was by now red raw and I couldn't tell how well I managed it. Then my reward, I felt warm splodges start to touch my insides as his cock jerked and spat its spunk out. He held me firm, despite my wriggling. He wanted me to have it all; I felt joy over that thought. This old man had found my body so exciting, so stimulating that he wanted every last bit of his sperm to race down inside my rectum. I squirmed a little as I felt his spunk slowly slip its way deeper inside me. Then he slowly eased himself out of me, I flinched as his cock was suddenly expelled from my anus. My arms throbbing like mad and I let my shoulder drop to the floor and dared to take a breath but before I had chance his thumbs were pushing inside me again making me wince.

"I need to do the final inspection" he said as he stretched me open. Clearly he wanted to look right up inside me, to undoubtedly inspect his handy work. What he saw I could only speculate, possibly a red raw bum hole but deep down inside his thick white creamy cum may just have be visible.

I can tell you this silver haired man had much more use for my bum than has been revealed so far. Perhaps if this story was suitably enjoyable for you I will write again to tell you more about his lustful needs.

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