Date: Sat, 1 May 2010 01:34:07 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Mocha Stranger #2

Mocha Stranger #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated man and
preteen. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (/nifty/prolific.html#xavierl).

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free to email me.

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Miguel slowly slid his dick back and forth in my straining hole.  There was
a mixture of pain and pleasure I didn't totally understand.  But I didn't
care.  It felt too damn good to feel his warm body pressed against mine,
his thick length deeply inserted inside me, sliding slowly.  After a while,
I felt his dick withdrawing and then it was out of me.  Miguel's warm body
moved away, and I felt him pulling on my shoulder as his shadow moved over
me.  When I was on my back, his knees moved between my legs and pushed them
apart.  I felt his weight against me and suddenly his tongue was in my
mouth again.  He kissed me deeply.  When his lips moved back to my neck, I
asked "Aren't you going to put it back in?"

"You want my dick, Jeff?"

"Yes! Yes, please."

"I wanna fuck you really hard.  Think you can handle it?" he asked, his
tone issuing a challenge I couldn't refuse.

"YES!"

He moved away from me.  I felt him grab my legs and hoist them into the
air.  My knees were being shoved toward my chest.  I felt one of his hands
grip my ankles as the other guided his cock back to my hole.  "You ready?"

"Please!" I practically begged.  I felt like I was on fire.

My knees were shoved forward more until even my lower back was off the
sleeping bag.  I felt his dick push past the opening to my butt but just
barely.  Miguel shifted, and then the next thing I knew I felt fire
rekindling in my ass as he shoved his entire cock into me.  I moaned loudly
and felt his hand clamp down over my mouth.  Again his dick started moving
backward until I was sure it would come out, and then BAM! his cock was
shoved all the way inside me.  I felt his body pressing against mine as he
filled my hole completely.  He did this a few times more, and I heard my
muffled noise repeatedly escape my lips.  Finally his hand moved and was
replaced by his mouth as he began pounding my butt faster.

He had my legs bent so far that my knees bent at his shoulder.  I could
feel my feet bouncing as he rapidly and deeply fucked my hole.  After
several moments of fucking me like this, he was pulling out again.  "You
are so fucking hot!  I can't get enough!" he said.  He moved toward the
tent opening, and then I felt his hot breath against my cock briefly as it
slid into his mouth.  He blew me for several moments before he was off me.
He yanked the pillow out from beneath my head, and then I felt his rough
hands flip me onto my stomach.  The pillow was shoved under my hips, and
then he was in me again.  Without his hand or mouth covering mine, I was
almost yelling as he rammed his thick meat into me.

I felt something being shoved into my mouth as he said "Damn, you're loud
Jeff!"

I mumbled "Sorry!" through the dry cloth.

"It's fucking hot, but I don't want to get caught by your parents."  And
then he was pounding my ass again.  Soon there was absolutely no pain, only
pure ecstasy.  I never wanted it to end.  But it wasn't long before I could
feel his movements becoming more tense, and then he stopped, and I could
feel his dick twitching inside me.  I could feel his dick unloading, and I
smiled in spite of the object in my mouth.  In about a minute or so, I felt
the cloth removed from my mouth.  My mouth felt so dry.

"What was that you put in my mouth?"

He chuckled.  "My underwear."

"Ewww," I said, but actually it was kinda cool.  After I don't know how
long, he finally pulled out of me.  He flopped down next to me.  I heard
him getting clothes.  "I thought you said I wasn't sleeping much tonight."

"You aren't.  I'm just getting something to wash my dick."

I moved my hand to his nuts and played with his curly hairs.  "Why are you
washing your dick?"

He finished doing whatever down there, and then his hand was on the back of
my neck.  He pulled my face down to his.  "Because you're going to suck on
it and get it nice and hard so I can fuck you again."  He pulled my mouth
to his, and his tongue was in my mouth kissing me again.  When he
eventually released my head, he moved rapidly to his knees.  His hand
shoved my head down.  I stretched out and took his brown dick into my
mouth.  I slurped on the soft skin and after a bit I noticed it starting to
swell.  When it was halfway inflated, I felt his hand gripping my head
while his other squeezed my ass cheek and slapped it a couple of times.

When he was almost completely hard, he released my head and moved back.
"Roll over," he said simply.  When I did, I felt his body covering mine.  I
greedily took his meat back into my mouth and soon felt his mouth working
my dick.  As his dick finished growing, his hips began driving it into my
throat.  I had no concept of time, but it didn't seem that long before my
cock was feeling the night air as he moved backward.  His dick moved away,
and I followed it finally rolling onto my stomach so I could continue
sucking it deeply.

Shortly after I heard him say "Get on your hands and knees.  Give me your
sweet ass!"

I eagerly released his thick meat.  I got into the position he told me to
and quickly moved in a circle so that my ass was facing him.  I heard him
putting that stuff on his dick again, and when his hands touched my ass I
almost moaned just for that.  "I need your underwear again."

Miguel handed me the fabric, and I stuffed it into my mouth as I felt his
dick sliding to my hole.  Once again the tip just barely pushed open my
hole, and then he was shoving it all the way forward.  He wasted no time in
getting into a quick rhythm.  I heard our bodies make noise as they slammed
together.  Every so often I felt him slap my ass, and it made me want him
to fuck me even harder.  My almost screaming was adequately muffled by his
. . . were they briefs?  "I can't wait to fuck you somewhere else so I can
hear you yell.  I want to hear how much you like my big fat Mexican cock!"

After saying that—and let me tell you how much I loved to hear him talk
so naughty!—he repeated those incredible long thrusts where he pulled
his cock back and then shoved it forward.  He did this several times before
his cock completely slipped it.  Well, that's what I thought until I
noticed him lay down, and he said "Come here, Jeff."  He guided me to
straddle his groin.  "Sit on it and fuck yourself, boy."

He held onto his cock as I tried to get it in my hole.  Once I felt it
slide in I began sitting down.  His hand moved away, and he started
stroking my dick.  I forced myself to sit all the way.  Once I felt him
buried in me, I found myself pressing my butt against him and moving in
circles.

"Goddamn, Jeff!  You're such a good fuck!  Yeah, work my cock, boy!"  I
started lifting myself up.  Initially I just kind of let my weight go so
that I dropped onto him, but soon I wanted his cock ramming into me even
more, and so I found myself shoving my ass back to his hips.  A couple of
times of doing this, and I could tell that when I was raised and began to
lower, his hips would thrust upward shoving his meat in me.  I increased
the pace, and the next thing I knew his hands were on my shoulders and his
lower body was thrusting upward urgently.  We did this for a long time
until he stopped me.  "Get off.  I want to cum down your throat again."

I got off him and felt him yank the underwear out of my mouth.  My eyes
were fully adjusted to the light, and so I could see he was wiping the
fluid off his dick.  As soon as his hand moved, I went down on him greedy
for his salty juice.  "Fuck Jeff!" he said.  I felt his hands on my head,
and they shoved me down so that his cock rammed into my throat making me
gag.  "Take it all bitch!  That's right, suck it!"  His hips were thrusting
wildly.  "YES!  Swallow that cock!  Take it all and then swallow my fucking
cum boy!"  He shoved my head down so roughly, I had to force myself to
relax.  If I resisted at all, I couldn't breathe.  He continued fucking my
throat for only a few seconds more before his stuff was flowing into my
mouth.  For whatever reason there wasn't as much this time, so it was much
easier to swallow with his cock filling my throat.

His grip had relaxed once I started swallowing, and when the flow slowed
down, I slid my mouth off and sucked on his balls for a bit.  His legs
spread wide as I did this, and I heard him say "Oh yeah!" a couple of
times.  Finally he pulled me toward him, and I crawled over his body.  He
pulled me against his hot skin and thrust his tongue into my mouth.

When he stopped kissing me, I asked "Again?"

I could feel his belly bouncing as he laughed.  "You horny bastard!  No,
the snake needs to rest for now."  I lay on top of his muscular body for a
while before he said "Let's crawl into your bag."  We moved into the
sleeping bag.  We couldn't zip it, but his body was plenty warm.  I saw a
light and asked what he was doing.  "Setting my alarm just in case.  Don't
want to get caught."  We lay together, and I fell asleep quickly.  Sometime
during the night I was awakened by his thick meat entering me again.  This
time the fucking was more slow, and I got more kisses as he did it.  A new
thing happened for me as well.  During the fucking I had this INCREDIBLE
wave of pleasure and my dick twitched.  Nothing came out like it did when
his cock did this, but oh my gawd it was AMAZING!  We fell asleep again,
this time with his meat inside me.  I remember smiling as I drifted off.

In the morning my dick woke me up.  I needed to pee so bad.  I turned over
to see Miguel had left.  I felt a pang of sadness.  I wanted to wake up and
feel his naked body, to bring his dick to life and shove it inside me, to
taste his salty fluid blasting my throat.  I didn't think before I stepped
out of the tent naked.  I peed on the tree and then realized I was nude.  I
got back into my tent and got back into my PJs and fell asleep again.

The rest of the day I hoped he would come back.  I even went into the woods
and the park.  Nothing.  The next day nothing again.  I was feeling sad.  I
wanted him back.  I wanted to feel his big muscles as they pressed against
me.  Another day went by and then another.  And then finally I woke up and
heard a lawnmower.  I almost ran out of the house in just my briefs.  Mom
saw me and asked if I wanted breakfast.  That saved me from making a BIG
mistake.

When I finished eating, I got dressed quickly and rushed outside.  His
white teeth split his dark brown face as he grinned and I melted.  "Hey
Jeff," he said to me and patted me on the head.  What no kiss? I thought.
And then reality once again visited me as I remembered my mom was in the
house.

"Where have you been?"

"It would be a bit obvious if I kept coming to the house when I wasn't
supposed to be working, don't you think?"

"Yeah, I guess."

He looked at his watch and said, a little more loudly: "Time for a break."
We walked to his van.  I started climbing in, and he shoved me.  Since I
had been stepping up, I landed on my side.  When I turned around he was
kneeling in front of me, shoving his shorts down.  His hard dick bounced
with his motion.  "Suck my fucking cock," he commanded, grabbing the back
of my head and pulling me toward him.  I devoured his rod and immediately
tasted the salt from his sweat.  After several passes down the girth of his
hard flesh, he stopped me.  I watched him move and sit down on the bench.
"Take your damn clothes off.  I want to see you naked while you blow me."
He pushed his shorts down past his knees, and they fell to his ankles.

I rapidly removed all my clothes and dropped to my knees between his legs.
I swallowed his whole cock and heard him say "Goddamn Jeff! YES!"  I worked
his dick briskly stopping only to suck on his balls.  "Fuck I've missed you
Jeff.  Your hungry mouth, your tight fucking ass."

I needed him like I needed air to breathe!  I jumped up and mashed my lips
against his.  I shoved my tongue into his mouth as I tried to climb into
his lap.  "Fuck me, Miguel.  Fuck me hard again!" I begged.  I grabbed his
cock and brought it to my itching hole.

"Oh I'm gonna fuck you, Jeff.  Right now, though, you're going to swallow
my junk.  Then when I do fuck you, I'm leaving it in until it's hard again,
and then I'm going to fuck you again."  He pushed me away gently and guided
me down again.  I sank to my knees and took him into my mouth again.  I
sucked on his big dick greedily.  After a while I slowed down and allowed
myself to explore his hard dick.  I ran my tongue along the thick vein that
ran on the underside and the a couple of smaller ones elsewhere on the
shaft.  I ran my tongue all over the helmet-shaped head and felt him
squirm.  I continued it until he warned me I needed to hurry before my mom
came out.

Reluctantly I sped up.  Several times I shoved his whole thing as far as it
would go.  I was getting used to doing this now, so I didn't choke as much.
Soon he rested his hand on my head as his hips started pumping his hardness
into my mouth.  I felt his urgency and began speeding up as he moaned
softly.  I continued blowing him vigorously until his hands held my head
still, and I prepared for the flood of salty fluid which burst into my
mouth and quickly flowed down my throat as I swallowed.  "Milk it dry," he
said after a bit, so I continued sucking gently until he released me.  "Get
in my lap again," he said when I had let go of his delicious flesh.

I got into the position which was made awkward by being inside the van.
His hands gripped my ass cheeks as we kissed.  "Such a fuckin' sweet ass,"
he whispered.

"Fuck me, Miguel.  Please!"

He kissed me again.  "We can't right now, but I'll make up for lost time.
We'll need to figure something out.  I can't go this long without fucking
you and filling your tummy with my cum."  And then he kissed me again.

"Come on.  Fuck me!"

He pushed me off his lap.  "No, but I do wanna taste you."  He stood me up
and turned me around.  "Bend over and grab your ankles."  I did, and he
guided me backward, and then I felt his hands pulling my cheeks apart and
then his tongue was licking my hole.  He drove me crazy for a while before
stopping suddenly.  "Okay, we have to stop.  Get dressed."

As I pulled on my clothes I asked "What if I left my bedroom window open at
night?  I could even go to bed naked to make it quicker."  He reached over
and messed up my hair.

"We'll see you horny motherfucker."

"I'm NOT a motherfucker!" I said indignantly which only made him laugh.

"It's just a saying.  Relax."

He pulled his shorts up, and we left the van.  A few minutes later my Mom
came out with something to drink for both of us.  After she went back
inside, I stood to the side of the door where she couldn't see.  When I had
his attention, I pushed my shorts down, bent over and spread my cheeks.
Then I wiggled my butt.  I yanked them back up and grinned as he shook his
head and said "That's just mean."

As he was getting his stuff back into the van, my mother came out and told
me it was time for soccer practice.  I ran into the house and got my
clothes on.  When I came out Mom said, "Oh crap!  I have to show a house.
I won't be able to pick you up.  We'll see if we can find you a ride."

Miguel perked up.  "I have a yard to do near the soccer fields.  I'd be
happy to bring him home for you."

"Are you sure?  It isn't too much of a bother?"

He grinned broadly.  "Oh no, no trouble at all."

"Oh, you are an ANGEL," she gushed.  As we walked to the car, I turned my
head around and mouthed Thank you to Miguel.

Practice was a bit tough.  I kept looking for his van to show up.  When it
finally did, I got hit in the head by a ball because I wasn't paying
attention.  Everyone had a great time with that one.  After we got done, I
ran to Miguel's van and climbed in.  "I'm so happy to see you!" I said.

"Me too, Jeff.  I've had a hard time waiting!"

We drove away from the park and into a neighborhood I didn't know.  "Where
are we going?"

"One of my customers is out of the country.  We're going to park in their
back yard.  We'll be safer there."  As we got close, he had me move into
the back so no one would see me.  "Keep your clothes on, though."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I want to take them off myself."

In the back of the van, he had placed a nice thick cushion on the floor.
He got out and opened the gate, drove in, parked, and then closed the
gates.  I looked outside the window and saw that between the fence and high
trees we would have plenty of privacy.  He opened the side door and climbed
in.  He gently pushed me back with a huge smile on his face.  He covered my
body with his and kissed me gently.  We kissed lightly, teasingly.

After a bit he sat up.  I rubbed his hard dick through his shorts as he
stripped his tank top off revealing his large chest. "Can I feel your
chest?" I asked.  He leaned down so I could run my hands over his chest and
tummy.  His hands slid under my shirt and pushed it up and then over my
head, letting it rest behind my neck.  He leaned down and kissed me gently
again and then moved to my nipples and sucked on them.  He backed up slowly
letting his lips moved down my torso until it was at the waistband of my
shorts.  "Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are?" he asked as he
rubbed his cheek against the lump in the front of my shorts.

"YOU'RE fucking hot."

He moved out of the van, and I leaned up on my elbows and watched him
remove the rest of his clothing.  I smiled and whistled softly when he gave
his dick a couple of strokes.  He returned my smile.  Still standing
outside, he grabbed my foot and undid my shoes, removing them and my socks.
He leaned forward, grabbed my shorts and slowly slid them down my legs
until he had removed them.  I lay only in my jock strap.

"Wow," he said.  "Now THAT is extra hot."  I rubbed my groin as he gazed at
me.  He held his hand up with just his index finger pointing out and made a
circular motion.  I grinned and rolled over onto my stomach.  I felt his
hands on my calves, and they slid up my legs steadily as he climbed back
into the van.  I felt his rough fingers pull apart my ass cheeks.

"Aren't you going to take my strap off?" I asked.

He gently bit the inside of one of my butt cheeks.  "No.  I'm going to fuck
you with it on."  And then he buried his face in my crack, and once again I
felt his tongue licking at my hole.  He drove me crazy for awhile, and then
I felt his lips on my lower back.  He kissed along my spine until his body
was covering mine.  He pressed his dick against my rear as rubbed his face
against my hair.

"Are you going to fuck me with the door open?"

"I was going to, but the way you howl. . ."  He got up and had me move as
he shut the door.  Looking back at me he said "Now, you can make as much
noise as you want."

"Should I suck your dick first?"

He grabbed the bottle of lube and said, "No fucking way.  I want my dick
inside your tight little ass for every second possible."  Once he had
spread the liquid on his big dick, he moved toward me.  I spread my legs
very wide in anticipation.  "I don't know that I've ever wanted to fuck a
white boy so bad before."

"Have you fucked other boys?" I asked as I felt his body moving between my
legs.

"No.  A few years ago I got a blowjob from someone, but you're the first
boy I've fucked."  His chest was pressed against my back as he added: "From
the first day I met you, I wanted you.  And then when I felt your
ass. . . I just had to get inside it."  He moved his cock into my crack.
"And now, it's all mine."

"Yes! Oh yes, Miguel! PLEASE!"

I felt the tip push against my hole, and I thrust my buns upward.  His dick
started to slide into me making me moan.  "Yeah, Jeff.  Give me that hot
white ass.  You know you want it!"

"YES!  Yes, give it to me!  ALL of it!" I pleaded, sticking my ass higher
into the air.  He shoved his dick forward.  It hadn't hurt the other night,
so I was surprised when pain shot through me.  I actually moved forward,
but he followed me ramming the rest of his dick in.  "Miguel!" I called
out.

He misunderstood and replied "Fuck yes!  You want it bad, little white
boy!" and then he started fucking me with deep thrusts.  "Gonna fuck that
snow white ass good and hard, bitch!" and then he picked up speed.  Soon
his cock was moving more freely in my insides.  "You like that, don't you
Jeff?"

"Yes, Miguel!  Don't stop!  Please don't stop!"

"Oh I'm not gonna stop, baby.  Never!" he said and started pounding me even
harder.  "I want to pound that sweet hole day and night!"

I moaned loudly in response as he began pounding me even harder.  I heard
the slapping again, and it made me hot to hear the noise of our bodies
smacking against each other as his thick, long dick continually rammed
inside me.  After a while he told me to get on my knees and move toward the
bench.  His dick pounded into me so hard, I was forced to grab the edge of
the bench for support.  His fingers dug into my hips as he continued
fucking me briskly.  I was moaning loud enough that he said "Yeah, scream
for it fucker!"  He started going faster, and I could barely hold on and
thought for sure I'd get slammed into the side of the wooden bench.

Just when it got to its roughest and I was grunting, he became rigid,
yelled "Shit!" and then I felt his dick moving inside me.  After a few
moments, when his cock stopped moving as much, he grabbed me around the
waist and eased me backward until he was sitting against his feet and I was
in his lap, his large rod still inside me.  As his hand moved inside my
jock and pulled my cock out, he whispered into my ear "Best pussy I've ever
had."  He kissed my neck as he stroked me.

"Do . . . do you have a. . . a girlfriend?" I asked haltingly since it was
hard to think or talk right now.

"I sure do," he replied.

My heart sank.  "Oh."

"And my dick is inside her right now."

Now I was happy again.  "But, but I'm not a girl!" when I realized he had
said "her."

He kissed me again.  "Don't need to be a girl.  You're still my bitch.
You're all mine, Jeff.  All. Fucking. Mine."

His hand gripped my dick more firmly, and I melted against him.  "Yesss," I
hissed.

His hand moved away from my dick.  I heard him spit.  His other hand pulled
the front of my jock down, and he pulled my dick so that it came out the
front.  He started stroking it faster now.  I was breathing heavily as my
body tingled.  I started flexing my ass muscles.  "Yeah, baby.  That's
right," he said.  Then that thing happened with my dick again.  I shivered
as it happened.  His hand gripped me firmly making it jump around even
more.  When he released my cock, his hand slid up to one of my nipples and
started playing with it.  His breath beat against my ear.  "You feel that?"

"That feels good on my nipple."

"No, Jeff.  You feel my dick getting hard in your tight fucking hole?"

I moved a bit in his lap and could feel what he was talking about.  It was
swelling, its length filling my hole again.  "You're going to fuck me
again."

"Hell yes.  And then when I'm done, you're going to stick it in your mouth
and swallow my load again."

"Yes," I breathed as his dick continued spreading inside my ass.  I began
moving against him again making his cock bump around in my hole.  Soon he
was moving his hips back and forth as he slowly fucked my hole.  We moved
again so that I was laying down.  He made very long, slow movements,
pulling his dick all the way back and then shoving it back in.  He was
going fairly slow, but I could tell he was holding back.  It didn't last
long.  He pulled completely out of me.  "What . .  ." I began.  I watched
him open the door.  "You're stopping?"

"Fuck no!"  He shoved the door all the way back and then stepped out.  He
motioned for me. I came to the edge of the door.

"Come out here.  I want to fuck you outside."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am!"  He said as he helped me down from the van.  I looked
around nervously as he turned me around.  He pushed my upper back so I bent
over.  He smacked my butt, and I readied myself as he entered me again.  He
steadily moved faster until he was in a good fucking rhythm.  The breeze
hit the sweat on my back and cooled me down a bit as the sun beat down on
my bare skin.  He pounded my hole hard again, the familiar slapping sound
growing loud as he picked up speed.  "Yeah, you can really take it, Jeff!"

"Give it to me!" I said in response.

He started fucking me harder.  I bit my lip as this angle sent different
sensations through my body.  It felt like his dick was rubbing against the
other side of my cock.  I could feel pressure building, and my body tingled
as he plowed my hole.  I heard myself moaning after a few more seconds, and
before I knew it my dick was twitching again and I was crying out.  My ass
muscles clamped on his cock, and I heard him say "Fuck yeah, bitch!"

He rammed my ass a bit more before pulling out.  He grabbed me and took me
down to the ground.  He shoved me onto my back.  I felt him grab my jock
strap and he yanked it off my body.  He tossed it aside, hiked my legs up,
shoved them back and slammed his cock back into my hole.  His hips were
moving feverishly as his mouth covered mine and I felt his tongue moving
wildly in my mouth.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back
as he fucked me.  It wasn't long after that that I could feel his orgasm.

After a few moments his kissing became more gentle.  "I have never had
anyone who could take it as much as you can, Jeff.  I wish you lived with
me."

"Me too!"

"Yeah?  What would you do?"

"I'd never wear clothes.  That way you could fuck me whenever you wanted.
And when you weren't fucking me, I'd suck your dick."

"That would be so nice," he said.  He kissed me again and then gingerly
moved off me.  He walked to the van as I flexed my legs.  I was enjoying
laying in the sunshine completely nude.  I watched him wiping his cock with
something, and then he motioned for me to join him.  I got up and walked
over to him.  "You have a dick to suck," he said, as he sat on the edge of
the van, his legs wide open.  I smiled back and sucked on his large balls
for a while before taking his dick into my mouth.  It was almost all the
way limp by now, but I kept sucking on it.  Soon I could feel it growing,
and I started sucking him harder.

After a while I heard him say "Get on your knees."  I released his dick and
knelt on the warm grass.  He stood up in front of me, and I returned his
meat to my mouth.  I looked up as I sucked him and saw him watching me
intently.  "Yeah, you belong on your knees."  He grabbed my head and made
me deep throat him.  "Such a good cocksucker."

I slobbered on his rod for some time before he told me to get up and get
inside the van.  He sat on the edge and lay backward, his legs hanging over
the edge.  He moved at an angle and guided me so that my groin was over his
face.  I lowered down and inserted my dick into his mouth before returning
to blow him.  We sucked each other until I could taste his salty fluid in
my mouth, and once again it wasn't nearly as much as before.

We relaxed together for a while before he decided we better get me home.
He grabbed my jock off the ground and asked if he could keep it. "What do I
tell my mom?"

He shrugged.  "Just say you can't find it."

We got dressed, and he took me back home and dropped me off.  That night I
left my window open just in case, but I wasn't surprised when he didn't
visit me.  I just hoped it wouldn't be a few days ago.  The next night I
was sound asleep when I felt something.  I moved my hand and found a big
hard dick as a warm body slid into my bed.  "I hoped you'd come," I said as
familiar hands moved me onto my side.