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It didn't take long before Derek was back at my doorstep. It had been a couple of hours but I was sure he would return. The knocking on my door confirmed my anticipation. I answered the door and let Derek in. He was in an awful state. He told me Chris had got really drunk and slapped Sandra around a bit. Chris had then jumped into his car and took off leaving Sandra and her two kids without transportation to her sisters for a birthday party. He told me that he had agreed to take her there which would mean our little rendezvous would be put on hold for another couple of hours. This angered me but I understood her situation and thanked him for at least coming down to tell me. He gave me a hug and tugged on my crotch and told me that I better get some rest as he was really interested in an all-nighter. I returned the kiss and sent him on his way . Though I was disappointed the delay gave me time to prepare the apartment for more romance than I had anticipated. Before he left I told him to just walk in as I would leave the door unlocked, if I did go to sleep he could come wake me in his own way. I went about carefully placing candles for the perfect lighting of my small apartment. Just then the phone rang. "Hello" I said.

"Hello Mike it’s Chris" he slurred out. "I got myself in a bit of a spot and I need your help" . "Go on." I said.

"I crashed the car and I need to get home before the cops get here and charge me with impaired driving. If they do that I’ll loose my job as a courier and it will put Sandra and I in a lot of trouble, financially" he said.

"So what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Come get me!" he stammered.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"Well I am in Bradford at the movie theater." he managed to say before belching. The movie theater was pretty close but he had been gone for hours so I decided for the sake of my friendship with Sandra, I had better go get him. "Meet me at the corner in 20 minutes, if you are not there you’re walking home!" I barked at him.

"Okay, I’ll be there." he said meekly, and hung up the phone.

I put the phone down, grabbed some shorts and headed out to the theater where I was to meet him. Keep in mind it is still quite early, about 10 PM so the sun has just gone down and the air is still muggy and thick. As I pulled up to the corner, there he was standing by himself, no shirt, and his washboard abs covered in a thin layer of man sweat. He jumped in the passenger seat and closed the door. His aroma was awash of sweat and booze. He tried to make conversation, but could not make his words come together. He managed one statement thought and that being that he forgot his keys to the house and would have to sleep on my couch until Sandra got home. Well this threw a monkey wrench in my plans with Derek, but I could always make them work another time. After all I had an inebriated god on my couch for the night and as drunk as he was, he would still make a great fuck--on the receiving end of course!

We got back to my place and I dragged him into the house. I dragged him to one of the armchairs in my living room and made him remove his shoes and socks. He managed that task while I got him another beer. When I returned he was trying to remove his pants so he could sleep off his drunkenness. He was not having much luck, so I helped him. I got down on my knees in front of him and handed him the beer. As he guzzled it, I worked the buttons on his 501's loose and lowered his pants to his ankles. When I brought my head back up I was face to face with his semi-erect monster cock. I looked up at him and smiled and he smiled back and said, "Go for it".

I did not need any more encouragement. I stuck my tongue out and licked all around his cock head. I flicked the tip of it with my tongue and with my right hand I massaged his balls. I worked my way up and down his shaft until he was fully hard and drooling pre cum. Now I moved to the head of his cock and swallowed as much of his massive head as I could. I sucked in a couple of inches of it and let his pre cum drool down my lips and throat. I could hear him moaning, but didn't care because at this point the pleasure was for me and not for him.

I pulled off his cock and got the fingers of my left had covered in his man goo and I reached around behind him and while I sucked really hard on his cock I stuck two fingers deep in his ass. Knowing what his reaction would be I opened my throat as he thrust his hips forward in pain and thrust his cock deep into my throat. I did not remove my fingers as I massaged his cock with my throat. He did protest a bit, but then realized he was going to cum. He barked that he was going to cum and said that he would like to do it on my face instead of down my throat. This was fine option for me. I removed his cock from my throat and he gave his cock no more than three strokes. After which gobs of hot wet man juice flooded over my open mouth, my cheeks and my throat. Just has he came I pushed my fingers hard against his prostate.

When his orgasm subsided, 12 hot streams later he collapsed faced down on the couch in front of the chair. He was out cold, ass in the air and his pants still around his ankles. I made a quick decision to make him pay for slapping Sandra around. I lowered my face to his ass and spit the remnants of his own cum into his pucker hole I then cleaned off my face with my finger and put that cum in the same place. I worked the still warm cum into his ass until he was good and greasy. I tore off my clothes and positioned my rock hard 6 1/2 inches over his hole ready to plunge in deep without mercy.

I thrust forward and just as I did. The front door flew open!

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