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I was coming back from the gym yesterday and passed his girlfriend on the stairs. Miraculously, she looked to be on her way out. As I put my key in the door, the hairy hottie was standing inside his open doorway in his full, shirtless glory. He then motioned for me to come inside.

“Hey, dude. I need to ask you something quick,” he said urgently. I nodded with feigned understanding, but had no real clue where this was going. “So I’ve noticed you have a lot of dudes in and out of your place,” he continued, “often late at night. You sucking their cocks or something?”

“Yeah,” I nodded again. “I’m a cocksucker.” He gave an approving smile and then looked over his shoulder toward the front window, as if keeping an eye out for his girlfriend. Turning back to me, he pulled down his shorts and said, “Then let’s get to it, faggot. She’ll be back in 15 minutes and I need these balls drained fast.”

I dropped to my knees and took his hairy, thick, 8-incher down my throat. He wasted no time in taking charge and face fucking me at a frenzied pace. I reached up and massaged his hairy pecs as I choked on his big dick. Before I knew it, he slammed his cock as far as he could down my throat and unleashed a massive salty load. I swallowed greedily.

“That was hot, dude,” he said, as he stuffed his wet cock back into his shorts and pulled me up off my knees. “Now get the fuck out of here before she gets back. Oh … and dude? Come back tomorrow morning. She leaves for work at 7 am. I’ll have another load for you.”