Lightning Strikes Twice Gay Male

They say that lightning never strikes twice. Well, it did for me and I was blown away. Only last Saturday I went to the local supermarket to collect some porcini mushrooms and pancetta my wife needed to make a tagliatelle for dinner guests we were having that night. After searching hopelessly for several isles, I found what I needed, paid and was about to leave when I saw him. The stranger I had met at the cash and carry only a fortnight ago.

I had reached the main exit and nearly bumped into him as he was leaving beside me. I gulped and wondered if he remembered me. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. He flashed me that big smile and tilted his head to one side.

“Hey, how are doing?” He spoke with a deep voice and instantly I fell under his spell.

Nervously I replied feeling myself go red under his manly stare. “Oh hi,” I stuttered. “Good, how about you?”

He nodded and pushed one of two shopping bags towards me. “How about giving me a hand to my car?”

My mind went blank and I suddenly wondered if he wanted me to do anything. The last time had been so unexpected yet exciting. I found myself looking down to the long bulge in his cargo pants as I took the handle and took a deep gulp. “Er, ok,” was all I could reply.

Quickly he stepped forward through the throng of people coming and going about their daily business. Like an obedient puppy I followed and entered the sea of cars that numbered at least five hundred. His pace was quick and he did not look back to see if I followed. He turned left and walked past the enormous supermarket windows. I looked at myself in the reflection and secretly hoped that he wanted to do something nasty.

At the end he turned left again and I saw his car, a large SUV parked near the end of the carpark away from the main flow of traffic. With a click he opened his boot and placed his shopping bag in. Turning to me he smiled and nodded to the large boot. “Drop it in there,” he ordered.

I did as I was told and pondered what would happen next. The last time was my first time, and I had not been able to get the thought out of my head. My heart beat fast and I had butterflies in my stomach. For the last two weeks I had dreamt about his enormous cock and secretly wished that I could taste his creamy juice once again. My dream was about to come true when he muttered the words, “Do you want to do it again?”

I found myself nodding. He smiled back at me and walked around to the driver’s side and opened the door. With a press of a button the window dropped down all the way and he gestured me to climb in. I was not sure what he wanted. Did he want me to drive him somewhere? I grew a little nervous but obediently followed nether the less.

The interior was cool and stylish, just as I remembered it. Once I was in, he closed the door and looked down at me through the opening. I looked into his dark brown eyes and down to the enormous bulge in his pants that seemed to have swelled and grown. Unsure what was to unfold I asked the simple question, “What would you like me to do?”

The stranger put his arms on top of the car roof and stepped closer to the open window. “Take it out,” he said huskily.

I could not see his face but the huge lump in his pants looked like it was trying to break out. It stretched close to his knee and tented against the slack fabric of his cargo pants. I looked around and saw someone putting their shopping away only several cars away. We were away from the side window of the supermarket yet I could see people inside queuing for the tills. If someone was to turn around, would they see me I wondered? The idea thrilled and scared me in equal measure.

My hand shook as I slowly ran my fingers along the length of his pulsating manhood. I stroked him with both hands and marvelled at the thickness. How was it even possible for a human being to have such a cock this large. I felt like something that should belong on a farm animal. It pulsed and stretched with every stroke and my mouth watered at the thought of its taste.

Carefully I looked around. Seeing no one near I took the end of his flies and slowly unzipped him. I had to put one hand on the zip and the other on his belt to push back. The force of his erection made it difficult to free. Finally down, I loosened his belt and pulled his cargo pants down slightly. It was no good. His cock was so far down his leg it would not come free. I had to pull at his pants until they down to his knees before the enormous cock came free and swayed in front of my face. I had to physically sit back. It flexed and jerked of its own accord like a monstrous snake seeking prey.

I could hear people’s voices all around me, of cars driving off, others parking. I took another look around. A family only six cars away had left their car and casually walked towards the entrance, oblivious to what I was about to do. I took a deep gulp and held the huge cock head with both hands. I could not see his face but heard him sigh when I planted my lips to the enormous cum slit and gave it a loving kiss.

I slowly pulled his meaty foreskin back and continued to lovingly kiss his throbbing tool. The stranger moved forward slightly and my lips opened willingly. My cheeks bulged and my lips stretched to accept his enormous size. My heart melted and I knew this is what I wanted.

Playfully I extended my arm and cupped one of his enormous balls in the palm of my left hand. I felt its heavy weight roll around. All I could think about was all the creamy goodness that he was brewing up for me. The taste was hypnotic and I wished I could dine on it every day. Fuck my wife’s Tagliatelle!

Once more the stranger rocked forward and I felt his cock push to the entrance of my throat. It seemed impossible to deep throat such a gigantic piece of meat yet I had done it before. It felt like he had given me a sore throat for days afterwards, it had been painful, but I wanted, needed it again.

Lovingly I stoked up and down his thick length while I masturbated him with my mouth. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and all thought of been seen by passing strangers left my thoughts. This was far more important.

A car down slammed shut. I don’t know how far away but it was close. “Hi,” I heard the stranger say before footsteps walked away. Did the other person know I was sucking on fourteen inches of throbbing cock. The idea would have made me smile if I could close my lips slightly.

Gently the stranger rocked backwards and forwards pushing my limits with every pulse. I pulled and gently stretched his balls that were full of his lovely cream juice. I had never considered myself gay. Because I wanted to empty his balls with my throat, did that make me less of a man? My daytoday life was as normal, although at night I could only dream about wrapping my lips around his horse sized cock as he filled my belly with burning hot love juice.

My nasty thoughts made me twitch and I had the desire to be an obedient cock sucker. I let go of his ball which dropped and swung from side to side like a heavy pendulum. Placing both hands on his thighs I stretched forward and pulled him deeper into my mouth. The mammoth head pushed against my throat which resisted. I was determined to give his cock the love it deserved. I pulled him closer and took a deep breath.

The stranger gasped when the immense head popped into my throat and stretched it wide. Forcefully I took a gulp and pushed forward. I could feel it swelling in my throat that was fit to burst. I took a hand away I felt my throat. I could feel the unnatural bulge, the thick veins of his manhood that throbbed and gently I began to masturbate his cock through my throat. My eyes were streaming but there was no way I wanted to let him go.

“Oh yeah,” the stranger moaned. “No one can do it as good as you,” he muttered.

Full of pride I bobbed my head back and forth and felt his enormous balls swing forward and slap against my chin. The stranger grunted and thrust forward again. His balls slapped me heavily over and over against my chin until finally they were pressed there and could move no further. I could no longer breath through my nose and I felt light and dizzy. Reluctantly I had to slide my head off his throbbing cock and take huge gasps of air. I coughed and spluttered while his cock throbbed and swung in front of my face like a vengeful python.

I struggled to regain my breath and grabbed the monster in my hand. His cock was slick and wet. With one big thrust I pulled the heavy foreskin back and slipped my tongue into his cum slit, licking and kissing it with the worship it deserved.

“Oh, I love your cock,” I began to moan. My lips pursed up and after each kiss I tried to work my tongue under his foreskin and into his cum hole that throbbed and winked at me. “I can’t wait for my reward,” I cooed. “Please fill me up with your juicy cum syrup. I want you to spray me like a slutty schoolgirl.”

I jerked it hard and fast. The foreskin flashed and stretched that caused his hole to stretch open with every thrust. I could hear him moan and wondered how many people were nearby. Could people in the supermarket see what we were doing through the window? Did his moans attract attention. I wanted to make him moan so the whole carpark could hear and no what a dirty little cum slut I had become.

“Give it to me baby,” I begged. “Soak me with your cum. I need it bad!” I jerked his cock with both hands that were only an inch away from my face. I sat with my mouth wide open, desperate for him to feed me his baby juice. “Pleaseeeeeee!” I begged.

The stranger grunted and shoved forward. His huge cock swelled and the thick vein that ran along its length bulged and throbbed. The gnarly thickness pulsated. His cock looked like it was on steroids! The foreskin slid back of its own accord and the huge eye opened wide. The stranger grunted a final time and my reward spewed forth.

The creamy thickness hit me on the forehead with such force my head jerked backwards. So thick and heavy the volcanic eruption that it did not stop. It poured along my face and filled my eye sockets, rolled down my cheeks and into my open willing mouth. I kept my mouth open as wide as I could, desperate to be filled with his hot cum seed. His cock retracted, took a breath and burst forward with increased passion. I slipped my lips over the end and greedily slurped and gobbled as much of his hot cum as possible. After a third and fourth blast I reluctantly had to let it go, my mouth and belly was full!

A fifth blast hit the side of my face with as much power as the first. I swallowed as quickly as possible and savoured the rich creamy taste. A sixth blast coated my hair with cum before I managed to open my mouth and swallow the seventh. I was cum blind. With desperation I opened my mouth wide and begged him to fill me up again. He did not disappoint.

I frantically jerked on his enormous fuck stick and was rewarded with sprays of sticky cum. I was totally cum soaked and sat in his driving seat like a sissy slut, desperate not to waste a single drop of his love cream. After the twelfth blast he began to slow until a slow drizzle of cum continuously dripped out of the end of his enormous cock. I wrapped my lips around him and sucked him dry until all his lovely cock was cum cleaned.

With both hands I wiped my eye sockets and felt his sticky cum drip down my cheeks, off my face and onto my jeans. My top was drenched and a puddle of cum formed in my crotch. My hair was sticky and face coated with sweet nectar that slowly began to dry. I used my fingers and tried to push as much of his delicious cream into my mouth.

The stranger held his cock and gave it a final shake, pulling it away from my gaping mouth. I stuck out my tongue and managed to give it a final lick. The stranger pulled up his pants and shoved his monster back against his thigh. With a smile he opened the car door and stepped back to allow me space to exit.

My voice was a little hoarse, my throat sore. I looked up and mouthed the words, “Thank you.”

“I shop here every week, if you are ever hungry,” he told me.

I smiled and licked my lips. “I always have an appetite,” I said coyly and made my way to the opposite end of the car park. I was oblivious to peoples stares at this cum slut who proudly walked through the carpark, soaked from head to foot in cum.

It was only as I approached my car that I spotted Jane and Michael, two of tonight’s dinner guests who emerged from their car. I did not hang around as they looked at me with an uncertain frown and left.

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