Cal's staying out of trouble after another stint in jail, working as a janitor in a gym. But one guy is looking for more than a workout, and when Cal's done using and abusing him, he'll be down on his knees cleaning up both their messes! More
[WARNING: Explicit and brutal gay oral and anal sex in this story]
Cal's staying out of trouble after another stint in jail, working as a janitor in a gym. But one guy is looking for more than a workout, and when Cal's done using and abusing him, he'll be down on his knees cleaning up both their messes!
Cal finished his job. He let his boner rage, knowing it wouldn’t be long before he stuck it where it wanted to go. It had been a long time since the one time he’d fucked a guy in the ass. That had been in jail, when they’d brought in this gay guy high on speed and put him in Cal’s cell. The guards, knowing from the showers and the general catcalls that Cal had the biggest dick on the block, had smirked and thrown him a bottle of lotion, shut the cell door, and let nature take its course.
Not that he hadn’t wanted to do it again a bunch of times since, and he’d come close once, with a guy who’d kept buying him drinks in a bar, thinking he had to if he wanted to convince the straight guy to come home with him. But even drunk and loose, the dude had taken one look at his dick and said it was too big. Everybody acted like having a huge cock was the greatest thing in the world, but it sucked when you couldn’t even get a really good blowjob because nobody could take your piece.
He took a deep breath and let it out before going into the locker room. Half the lights were out, and Matt wasn’t at the lockers. He walked around the corner to the showers. No Matt. Then he went into the bathroom. The door to the last stall, the big handicapped stall, was shut.
He walked up to it and looked through the crack between the door and the frame. Matt was there on his knees, stroking his cock, half in shadow in the dim lighting. Cal put a hand on the top of the door – it wasn’t locked. He opened it and stood there.
“Down on your knees in the fucking toilet, huh? That’s how you want it?”
“Yeah,” Matt whispered, his eyes glittering with feverish lust. “Don’t you wanna use me like the dirty faggot I am?”
Cal moved into the stall and locked the door behind him, even knowing nobody else was in the building – it turned him on, thinking about trapping Matt like an animal here in this cage. He stood in front of Matt, legs spread, his dick hard as a rock. He put his hand on the back of Matt’s head and pushed it into his crotch. “You wanna get used, you’re gonna get used. Nobody here to hear you if you don’t like it.”