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THE PARKING GARAGE  (A true story)

     I rent a condo on Vancouver's English Bay area and, one
mild evening last February, I went shopping about 11 PM to
the SuperValu market three blocks away. No matter which
aisle I entered, I constantly ran into the same guy, he kept
smiling at me and I wondered. He wore a denim jacket, black
shirt and extremely tight button front black jeans displaying his
large equipment. The goodlooker seemed to be in his mid
twenties, dark curly hair and at least 6 feet tall. Shopping
completed, I was walking home down Bute Street when he
strode alongside me and said "Carry your bags buddy" and
grinned showing his impossibly white teeth and lighting up his
craggy handsome face.

We both laughed and stopped to size each other up. I guess my
hunger was obvious and, as he stared into my eyes, my legs
trembled as I returned his steady gaze. The stud nervously ran
his tongue over his lips, "Can I come up to your apartment" he
asked. Gawd, I thought he knows I'm horny but I was so afraid
to take him upstairs as it was dark and he was a stranger, I
didn't even know his name. He sensed my hesitation, "We
could walk down to the beach to the bushes, it's only three
blocks down the hill ?"  

My cock was throbbing in my jeans and I muttered "No, I need
this NOW so we should go into this apartment parking garage,
my name's Bill by the way" We were standing at the entrance
of a street level apartment building parking garage - open at the
front and a few gloomy light bulbs inside. He led me (and my
loaded supermarket bags) to the very rear and reaching up
unscrewed a dust laden light bulb. I dropped my bags, he took
me in his arms and we kissed deeply He forced his tongue into
my mouth and we caressed each other, our tongues dancing
together, exploring our mouths He tasted so hot and so very
clean as his tongue lapped mine. A hand moved into my coat
and began to explore my body. Small kisses rained on my neck,
then hands moved around my back where he caressed my butt. 

Our bodies rubbed together and I felt his hardness against me.
My shirt was pushed up and his fingers rolled and stretched my
tiny hard and sensitive nipples, hurting me a little but it was a
magic hurt. His hands moved down to my ass-cheeks again,
pulling me into him and grinding his cock against me - "Can I
do it to you"? he asked "If you have a condom" I replied and
got the answer "Always" He took my hand and placed it on his
cock - I gently squeezed it through his jeans and could feel it
pulsing and throbbing eager for action. I loosened his belt and
unbuttoned him, sliding the jeans to his ankles. Fishing the
erect dick out of his jockey's waistband was an effort but I did
it and he gently pushed me down till it was against my mouth. 

I slowly sucked the erect cock as I tugged down his jockeys -
he was probably about 7", big mushroom head. I ran the tip of
my tongue around the helmet channel and bathed it with a
mixture of my saliva and his pre-cum, sucking at the underside
veins of his strong shaft. trying to slide my tongue into his
dripping piss slit. He was fully erect, his whole organ throbbing
as I eased his cock back into my mouth till his hairy balls
rested on my chin. I gagged, as he pushed against my throat,
then swallowed, which eased him a little deeper, another
thrust, another gag, another swallow and his helmet slid into
my throat pocket. My stud gently rocked his prick as my hands
cupped his very hairy butt and pulled him closer. My fingers
explored till they sank into his juicy ass crack, "Ohh" he
moaned "That's good, so good" while he pumped my throat
with his pre-cum and saliva coated dick. He hauled out, I
grabbed his heavy balls, licked and pulled on them while
stretching his cock in the opposite direction. He moaned "I
need to fuck you pal, I need to mount you".  I was moaning 
"Oh yes, Oh yes, I need it too, I need it, I need it, I need it". 

He pulled me up, opened my jeans and pushed them to my
ankles, my briefs followed as his big hand thrust around my
excited cock and balls. His other hand pushed between my
legs, his fingers probing for my hole - my entire ass crack was
slippery with sweat. I thrust my sweet wet pucker onto his
fingers as two penetrated me. He withdrew them, spat on them
and thrust the saliva wet digits into my open mouth. "Christ,
you DO need it don't you pal, you DO need it get my fucking
fingers wet" he exclaimed and began to finger fuck my
desperate ass. "Your inside feels like velvet man" he moaned
twisting his fingers around inside and stretching my begging
chute. 

I stared at him, still stroking his dick, my mouth open wide and
panting with need . Because of the jeans around our ankles he
couldn't get my legs far apart but turned me around, stood me
on some planks to get a better height for penetration and
pressed me against the garage wall, forcing me into a
vulnerable squatting position. My fingers grasped at the
crumbling cement wall as he thrust two slimy digits into my
well lubed ass. He began to finger fuck me again, first two then
three long fingers fucking and exploring my hole   "Oh yes" I
screamed "Oh yes" I was finger fucked for about five minutes,
opening and stretching my hot, juicy, anal recess, I was in
heaven. I could feel his thick weapon as he humped it against
my leg, I slid  my hand onto it and stroked it, my finger soaking
up his pre-cum. He pulled out his fingers, stuck them in my
mouth and told me to eat my ass juices. I lapped then greedily
and sucked on them. He removed them and I heard the familiar
sound of a condom package being ripped open. 

The guy put his condom clad dick head just against my
entrance and slowly inserted himself, my rectal muscles
grabbed his helmet and sucked him all the way in. The feeling
of his thick shaft opening my ass walls as it headed deeper was
awesome. "Flex your dick" I begged, "Flex your dick inside
me",  he obeyed and it began to swell, "Beg me to fuck you
Bill" he moaned "Oh yes, Oh yes, Oh yes" I cried "please
please take me, fuck my hole, ride me, pound me, stick your
big cock into me, open me" and it began - In and out, side to
side, ramming his swollen weapon into me like a huge piston,
both moaning in lust when suddenly we were fully lit by a car's
headlights as it entered the garage - "Stop" I screamed "I can't"
he snarled and kept hammering his cock as far into me as he
could, his balls slapping against mine, I gave up and thought,
unless it's the cops there was really no problem, so someone's
watching, so what .

Well guys, he kept thrusting into me then I felt him swell,
"Cumming, cumming, cumming now bud" he shouted and the
full force of him jetted into the condom inside me. Stroking my
hard prick furiously, I clung to the wall, squatting against him
as he pressed his thick pubic hair against my butt. He reached
around, took over the stroking and in minutes I splashed my
thick white load onto his hand. The hand was placed against
my mouth, and he ordered "Lick it Bill" I obeyed tasting (not
for the first time) my almond flavoured nectar. He stayed in
me, pulled my head around and kissed me deeply, our mouths
pressed together. He sucked my cum from my mouth, till our
trembling subsided. 

As the dripping prick slipped out of my well stretched hole, oh
man, I felt so empty and gratefully accepted the offered
jockeys to mop up. We pulled up our jeans and strolled hand in
hand past the recently arrived car, only to hear a whispered
"Anytime boys, anytime, I love a show"

I NEVER walk past that garage without my dick hardening and
my ass twitching. A few days later I saw my 'garage man' with,
I assumed, his lover at Shoppers Drug Mart, I smiled and he
gave me a big wink.

But I never knew his name !!!!

THE END

from Bill in Vancouver

P.S. If he reads this, I'd love a rematch !!!

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