Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2016 16:20:04 -0500
From: Vlad <vampyrered@gmail.com>
Subject: Quick and Dirty Construction Worker

Quick and Dirty Construction Worker
By Daddy
vampyrered@gmail.com


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As the title alludes to, this is a quick and dirty story.  The sex was also
pretty quick and dirty, but satisfying in so many ways to me.  I am your
average middle aged, pig.  Love sex to be as natural as possible, and I
like my men the same way.  Very much attracted to masculine types.  That
doesn't necessarily mean muscular, but you have to exude that kind of
personality, and swagger whatever your build.  However, if you are on the
beefy side, I am very much looking in your direction.  Luckily for me I got
a bit of both worlds.

Walked into the local adult bookstore after leaving the bar.  I was a bit
buzzed, but not drunk.  Just relaxed enough to make my sexual needs bubble
up even further.  Had tried to get laid at the local bar/hotel but no one
was biting.  When I pulled into the parking lot I saw the usual cars, and a
couple of pickups.  I was hoping one of those pick ups was being driven by
some hot bearish type straight guy needing a fag pig to use.  I was in
luck.

Of course in most places like this the cock suckers out number the cock.  I
had a quick look around and most of the local suckers were there, and the
pickings slim.  I figured I had a hand up on getting the type of man I was
looking for.  I checked a few of the doors and they were locked (someone in
there that either was busy, or not looking).  A few of the booths were open
but not what I wanted at the moment.  I might get desperate later, but I
was on the hunt now.  As I got to the end of the hall, on of the locked
doors I passed opened, and this hot construction worker type came out.


As with most of these dudes, they act like they are not looking to get
their cocks sucked, and usually look pissed off.  This guy was not
exception.  As he looked down the hall, our eyes met, and he gave me "the
look".  I can't really describe it to you, just that it was the
acknowledgement that he was interested in me taking his cock.  Good thing
too, as he was exactly what I was looking for.

He was about 6 foot, about 250-270lbs, and with broad shoulders.  He had
close-cropped hair, and a nice full beard (double points).  He works a
sleeveless flannel shirt over jeans that he looked to be poured into.  Lets
just say I could tell he was packing both forwards and in the ass.  His big
thick thighs also caught my attention.  He was furry, and since this is
summer, he was sweating (triple points).  He had a nice smile, and
brilliant blue eyes.  A really good-looking man, and probably better
looking once he cleaned up a bit.  But being clean was not high on my list
of wants in sex.  I like a man to smell like one.  I don't mind if his
natural scent is mixed with his morning Old Spice, because that just gets
my bone raging.

He moved down to the end of the hall where I was, and entered the booth
across the hall from me, and left the door unlocked.  One of the old
geezers, and I am not being mean, just that he really looked that way, was
moving fast to cut me off.  I gave him a look that stops most men in their
tracks, and mouthed "back the fuck off".  He stopped.  I waited an
appropriate amount of time to let the man inside get comfortable, but still
wonder if he misread me.

I opened the door and he had already started a movie on the screen.  He
didn't look back at me, but let me lock the door and make my way up to him.
The big man was just standing there with his hands tucked into his front
pockets, like most real men do.  He was watching a "straight" movie with
some cunt faking ever moan as she is taking it up the ass.  I look over at
him and catch his eyes.  Those blue eyes seemed a bit devilish in the light
of that TV screen.  We stood there for just a minute assessing each other.

He then starts to unbuckle his belt on his jeans.  I do the same.  He
shimmies them down to his ankles and starts to play with his sizable
package through his grey (most straight guys wear grey) boxer briefs.  I
push my pants down, and am naturally commando.  I get down on my knees and
start to sniff around his crotch.  I was hit by the heat, and rank smell
immediately.  FUCK I think, his is going to be good.  Next to poppers, man
scent is the best thing to get me hooked.  I nuzzle his package and start
to bite on his cock through the cotton material.  I get my face between his
balls and ass and sniff.  This must have been what he was hoping for,
because he pushes me away, and sits down on the folding chair provided.  He
then orders me to take off his work boots.

In quick order I get his work boots off so he can take his jeans off.  He
then takes his underwear off and throws them to me.  Being the pig slut I
am I know what he wants.  I look them over, and find the spot that meets
his hole.  There I find sweat, and a bit of a stain.  I push my nose into
the spot and inhale deeply.  "I figured you for a shit pig" he says softly.
Without moving the underwear, I open my eyes and stare directly at him.
"Yes Sir, I am".  Here to do whatever it takes to get your load in me.  He
smiles like the Devil has just signed another soul.  I lick that spot
before putting the underwear with his jeans.  I crawl on the sperm covered
floor, to where he sits.  The blurred TV light sets the correct lighting
for an exchange that only can happen in a bookstore.  Sleazy, no name sex
with no holes barred.  As I get closer he lifts his thick legs to let me
have access to his hole.  I dive in and know I will find fur, sweat, salt
and shit.  I not disappointed.  The big bear of a man wiped, but not
thoroughly.  I sniff his hole first.  Then I close my eyes and start to
lick his tender ass lips.  He moans loudly.

I look up, and somewhere he produced a bottle of poppers and was taking a
good hit.  He handed me the bottle and I did the same.  Now not only light
on booze, and man scent, but a deep hit of poppers and I go in like an
animal.  My tongue goes deep in his hole, and ferrets out whatever shit I
can.  I suck on his ass lips to pucker them out and lick them.  My face is
buried so deep in this man's ass that he moans like a whore in church.  He
is very verbal, although as quietly as he can.  "Eat my fucking dirty shit
hole fag", "Damn boy you really know how to make a man's ass feel good",
"Clean my fucking straight ass you pig".  I keep doing my job and clean his
hole masterfully.  I take but a moment to catch my breath, and to let him
let his legs down.

His cock is rock hard and drooling cock precum.  I move to his shaved
(surprise) balls, and start to suck and lick them.  He is stroking his cock
in rhythm to my maneuvers.  I can tell his cock is as hard as it has ever
been and if I keep this up I will waste that load.  I stand up and tell him
to Breed Me!  He stands up, spits on his cock and works that luggy in.  I
have bent over the folding chair and am in position for him to shove that
beer can cock into me. I take another deep hit of poppers and wait.  He
pushes his cock in, and it hurts. I have not been fucked in awhile, and
don't have it prelubed, but I relax, and push back.  He stretches my hole
beautifully, and finally gets pubes deep.

He gives me just enough time to take another hit of poppers and starts to
fuck me.  My head is swimming, my ass opens up, and I ready to be bred.  I
match him stroke for stroke, and clench my ass muscles to keep me tight.
He is swearing through his teeth as he fully enjoys my pig butt.  He fucks
hard and heavy, and I know it's not long.  The big man quickly pushes deep
in me, and unloads.  I feel every shot of that sweet baby batter coat my
guts.  He waits till he is done and pulls out.  I turn around with no
hesitation and take his cum, and ass juice slicked cock into my mouth.  I
clean him off expertly.



He pulls out of my pig mouth, and starts to dress.  He is exhausted, but
the smile on his face tells me everything I need to know.  Once dressed, he
thanks me for a terrific time, and hopes to run into me again sometime.  I
tell him to look for me.  He walks out first so that it looks like he was
alone.  Almost as soon as he leaves, this lean redneck pokes his head in
and waits for me to nod my head.  He locks the door and head to the end of
the room where I am still naked.

"I am looking to breed some ass, figure you already have my buddies load in
you".  I just smile.  I pull his dick out, and get it hard.  It's not as
thick as his friends, but it is long and veiny.  I get him nice and hard,
and turn around.  He slides in me easily, and starts to fuck.  He bends
down to my ear and whispers, "love fucking a slut with my buddies load
already in them."  That admission gets me hard, and I beg for him to leave
me dripping.  He doesn't take long to unload, and I am starting to drip
with cum.

He gets himself put together and leaves thanking me with a slap on the ass.
I am pretty loaded, and the booze and poppers are wearing off.  I get
dressed and leave the room.  As I do this hot dude winks and me as I pass.
He says, "Next time let me give you a third load."  I reconsider my thought
to leave, and lead him to another booth.  Needless to say, I was there for
another hour taking another 3 loads in my hole.  It was a good Friday
night.