Wild Elevator Ride

I stepped into the elevator, and leaned back against the brass rail, that was just high enough to support my buttocks. The cold thick brass pole made me think of the desire that was rising in my loins. Without thinking, I reached up under my tee-shirt, and started fondling my tight hard pecs. As I flexed my shoulders, the striations between them tightened, and my hard dark nipples stood like nail points under my finger tips. I closed my eyes.

Suddenly, the door opened, and in stepped one of those messenger boys. (I had forgotten to press the button). Before I could react, he smashed his fist on one of the buttons, and was upon me. "Shit", I thought,"I'm in for it now. I can just see the headlines in tomorrow's paper: Fag bashing in downtown elevator". I gasped. Before I was able to cry out, his hot mouth was upon mine, and his sinewy arms entrapped me against the brass pole, as he ground his hips against mine.

He was jammed to tightly against me, that my pelvis hurt from the hard brass rail behind me. I could feel his thick prick prodding my crotch. I reached behind him. The spandex tights he wore betrayed the fact that he wore no underwear. My eyes opened in surprise, as I managed to get a hand around and in front of him. "OH God...he's gonna kill me".

I pulled my hand up and I could smell on my fingers the muskiness of his steamy crotch. As he lowered himself on me, his thick fingers quickly undid the zipper on my semi-diaphanous pants. Though I usually wear jeans, today I had put on a pair of brown slacks. Before I knew it, his hot mouth was devouring my poor frightened cock, which swelled to unusual proportions within the confines of his greedy throat.

I reached down his back, and started rubbing the tip of my index against his pulsing hole, that twitched invitingly under my touch. I had completely forgotten where we were.... He sucked noisily, greedily.,. all the while squeezing my hot and swollen balls in his manly hands. Through half closed eyes, I started to take stock of his features. He wore his rust-brown hair in a pony-tail - a style I despised among men. But in his case, it helped to accentuate his manly features: the strong chin, which was busily working up and down as he munched avariciously on my man-tool.

He had a fine covering of fuzz on his jowls, with faint hints of gold in it, and I caught glimpses of the same through the top of his tee-shirt. By now, it was all I could do to restrain myself from shooting my overburdened nuts. "MMMmmpfh....slurp....unghhh".

I WANTED that hot tight hole. I pulled him up, though he resisted, and turned him around. I knew he wanted it, as he pushed himself up against me and ground his tight rear against my sore cock. I wasted no time in letting him know where I wanted it, as his heated interior enveloped my joint. As I pulled him tighter, he rode up and down with a frenzy that made me think that I might loose my poor dick up in him for good. It felt as if the entire cabin was rocking... I pulled out, and just as the edge of my cock-head slid past his sphincter, I shot my load all over the floor, and between his legs.

My hips were aching from grinding against the brass pole, which by now was hot and well polished from the bucking of my ass against it. My own hungry hole was anxious... and he was willing. I never thought that I could be so flexible, but somehow, he managed to get one of my legs up on the rail. Facing me, he thrust his thick hard meat deep into my carniverous bowels, as he held my shoulders with both his hands. As he slammed into me, he went up and down on his tip-toes whilst pulling me down onto him with the firm grip on my shoulders. "Ungh...ungh.uuungh...." (I grunted and tried to suck in my breath, as it took quite an effort to allow entry ). I could feel his head thickening within my depths: it seemed that my legs would be ripped apart. His warm, soft smile eased the anxiety in my heart, and further inflamed the lust in my ass.

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I started bouncing up and down on him, straining with all my might to impale myself further on his swollen, uncut member. I could feel his foreskin working back and forth against the shaft within me, and I almost screamed out in delirium. He bent his head and sucked my nipples, (Oh, YES, baby CHEW on 'em). I could faintly hear the sound of our bodies thudding together as he reamed my greedy man-hole over and over and over. The faint scent of his sweat and hair made my head swim, and I grasped his head tighter to my rock-hard breast.

Again and again and again he plunged into me... each time he seemed to get even deeper. I could feel his thick heavy balls slapping against the crack of my ass, as he grunted and rutted me. Take this! And this! And THIS! His monstrous rod had spread my hips, and I had to grab the rail with one hand, as in his frenzy, we almost fell to the floor. Ohhhh yess.... give it to me.FUCK ME! FUCK ME... FUCK ME/FUCK ME/FUCK ME went through my mind like the sound of a speeding engine.

Suddenly, I felt him stiffen. His breathing came faster and in quick, short gulps. He pulled out once more, and I felt the thick head throbbing against my ever-hungry ass-hole. At once, the hot gush of his jism splashed all over my ass. He threw his head back, and a low deep almost angry growl escaped his lips:"Uhnnnggggghhhhh!"

With a start, I realized that the door of the elevator was open the two uniformed men standing there looked at us, somehow I felt this was not over.

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