Quickie

It was 4:45 AM.

I stepped outside into the chilly night air for my final 15 minute break. I fingered the zipper of my jacket and zipped myself up to the collar to keep the coldness off the back of my neck. 

Christmas is indeed just around the corner and knowing how crazy we Filipinos are in this season, myriads of Christmas decors covered the whole metro. From where I was standing, I can see a very Filipino, colourful and twinkling "parol" on the lamp post at the corner of a street twenty-five feet away.

I lit up a cigarette. I inhaled the smoke deeply and held it briefly and released it. I watch as the fume rise and thin out into oblivion. I’m fairly new in the smoking business... a month old to be exact. 

I sucked in another warm drag of smoke, tilted my head back, and offered the incense to the gods of the night. I looked into the blackness of the cloudless heavens and beheld the icy brilliance of millions of stars, usually not seen in a more polluted sky. I closed my eyes and drifted that I didn't even realize that a car had stopped in front of me.

The window rolled down and he smiled. "Trip?" I can't get the vision of his beautiful eyes, his charming smile, out of my head even now.

I nodded. 

He smiled again and unlocked the door on the passenger's side and speed away as soon as I closed the door. “We have to do this real quick cause I have to be at some place by 7:00.” He declared in a perfect neutrally accented American English.

15 minutes later we’re driving in a motel somewhere in Pasig.

Upon arriving, and waiting to be shown to our room I examined the guy who picked me up. He looked like a man in his late thirties or early forties. He was wearing eyeglasses (one of my turn on). He had the perfect skin tone. He had a deep set eyes and a perfect set of lips to die for. Based on how well he filled his shirt (not to mention his pants) I can tell that he religiously works out. There’s the slightest evidence of receding hairline but who cares? With his inherent hotness, that kind of genetic monstrosity is very forgivable.!  

We went inside the room and sat at the foot of the bed. 

He glanced at me; I at him. Something stirred in my chest (and my crotch) and before I knew it, we are already kissing each other. He was a great kisser, very gentle and yet rough around the edges. I unbuttoned his shirt while he tried to remove mine. We kissed for what seemed like forever.

“Are you top or bottom?” He asked as he removes his shoes. 

“Versa” I replied as I remove mine.

“You’re a bottom. Great!” He said as he stood up in front of me revealing his six packs. “I gotta warn you. I’m a rough fucker!”

“I like it rough... but not without a condom.” 

“Even hotter, now suck!” He commanded as he unzipped his pants exposing his white underwear already wet with precum. I got rid of it too and boy was I surprised!

He had a very beautiful dick... uncut dick. I run my hand up and down his shaft. It was around 6 or 7 inches long and a mouthful wide.

I sucked him fiercely. He moaned as I sucked on it harder. That set him off. He fucked my mouth hard and rough till I gagged. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was a rough fucker.

He then pulled away and pushed me on the bed. He lay me down and didn’t waste time unbuckling me. He turned me over as soon as he got my pants off and hovered above me for a while. He then spread my cheeks and pushed his cock into my ass. I gripped on to the blankets and pillows as he pushed in deeper, inch by inch until he was in.

And then he started the assault on my ass. He fucked me with no mercy almost ripping my ass walls out. It was painful and deliciously mind blowing at the same time. I push in and out, making my own rhythm. He sighed close to my ear, and then let out a moan. “Yes,” He whispered. He wanted it. 

He raised my ass into a doggie position and bent over. “You want me to stop? Just say the word”. I didn’t make a sound and then he pounded harder. Now it’s my time to moan. I started to match his thrusts. The moan of ecstasy became a duet as he reached down and caresses my hard cock until I cummed. Not soon after, he digs his nails into my back and pushed in hard until finally, he released his hot man juice. 

He drove me back to my office building but I knew we'll never meet again.

I took my cigarette pack in my back pocket and lighted another stick. The noise of silence assaulted my inner-ears, there on the front steps in the cold morning air. I was hearing my own heartbeat, my own pulse. I took another drag and then extinguished the burning tobacco.

Which I decided to be my last.