Bend over and take his package in the rear.
From Create Your Own Story
"Fuck me," you say. You pull out a little bottle of lube from your pocket and hand it to the gray haired man, then undo your belt and unzip your jeans, turning around and tugging your pants down. The air is cool against your ass and your cock stands up, hardening at the thought of the gray haired delivery man fucking you in the filthy alley. He chuckles. Maybe he's right - maybe you do like it too dirty.
You brace your hands against the closest dumpster, and you feel the gray haired man squirt the lube between your ass cheeks, and then his rough fingers rub the cool liquid and up and down around your hole. He pushes a fingertip into you, and you push back against him, driving it further into you. You let out a little moan.
"You're a filthly little slut, aren't you?" he says, his voice pitched low.
"Yes," you say, pushing back against him.
The gray haired man laughs. He rubs at your ass with his finger for a bit longer, and then removes it. You hear him undo his zipper, and a moment later, two rough hands take your waist. You grip the edge of the dumpster, waiting for it, biting your lip, and then you feel his hot cockhead press against your ass. You look over your shoulder and see the gray haired man standing behind you, his brown polyester pants tugged down a few inches.
The older delivery man pushes into you with a single strong thrust, and you arch your back at the sensation. He's long, and his cock goes deep into your willing ass, driving another moan out of you. The gray haired man grunts when his balls slap against the back of your ass, and shifts his grip on your waist slightly.
"You're fucking tight," he says, then starts to pull back out again, nearly all the way, before sliding back inside you.
The gray haired man grunts, and shoves his dick back into you, hard. You grip the dumpster, legs spread, and gasp at the feel of his long dick shoving back inside you. He pulls nearly all the way out after every rough thrust, slamming his cock to the balls every time. You're soon grunting and pushing your ass back against the assault, and his hands grip your waist so tight you're pretty sure he's bruising you. His cock feels fantastic.
You're being used in a filthy alley by a man who knows how to dish it out.
He pounds at you with his cock. He tugs at your shirt, and you awkwardly shrug out of it while he fucks your ass, balancing on one arm, then the other, and when your chest is bare, he leans against your back and wraps his arms around your chest tight while he rams his dick inside you at a different angle, making you yelp and swear.
He laughs, and continues to fuck your ass with rough abandon, reaching around you to pinch and twist one of your nipples. The sensation is too much, and you feel your cock erupt with cum against the side of the dumpster, stunned that you didn't have to jerk yourself to cum.
"We're not done yet," the older delivery man snaps, and if anything, fucks you all the harder. You moan, gripping tight to the filthy dumpster.
The gray haired delivery man is cursing with every thrust when he finally comes, burying his load deep into your hole with a deep grunt, and an extra-tight squeeze against your chest. He pulls out after he plants his seed deep, as rough as he entered it, and you wince, feeling his cum drip down your thigh.
"Fuck yeah," the older man says, breathing heavy. The scent of sweat is heavy on him, and your own skin is slick with it. You slowly stand, and see that he is wiping his dick on your shirt. Then he tosses it back to you, tucks his dick in, and leaves you, heading down the alley to the parking lot around the front.
You stand there, catching your breath, and holding your shirt, which has cum smeared on it. You tug your jeans and underwear back into place, aware that wetness is spreading from the rough load you just took, and shrug into the shirt. It sticks to you.
You sigh. Your ass has been thoroughly fucked, and you're a mess of sticky cum. Time to head home.
You head down the alley, starting the walk back to your place.
Damn fine birthday.
(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)
