(all characters are over 19 years old)
I took a deep breath as I entered the clothing store, my heart already pounding in my chest. I was 22 years old, and I had always been attracted to men, but something about this particular fantasy had me intrigued and incredibly aroused. I wanted to act on it, and today felt like the perfect opportunity.
It was a quiet Tuesday afternoon, and the store was almost empty. I walked casually through the aisles, pretending to browse the clothes, but my eyes were scanning for something else entirely. I was looking for him, my potential partner in this risky endeavor.
And then I saw him. He was tall and lean, with messy brown hair and a slight stubble. He looked to be around my age, maybe a little older, and he was alone, seemingly also browsing the racks. Our eyes met briefly, and I felt a jolt of electricity course through my body. I knew he was the one.
I approached him cautiously, feigning interest in a shirt nearby. "Hey," I said, my voice slightly hoarse. "Do you think this color suits me?"
He turned to me, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Definitely. It brings out your eyes." His voice was deep and smooth, sending shivers down my spine.
I introduced myself as Oliver, and we exchanged a few pleasantries. His name was Ethan, and he was 21. We chatted casually for a few minutes, and the tension between us was palpable. I could see the desire in his eyes, and I knew he was game for whatever I had in mind.
"So, Ethan," I said, leaning closer. "I don't know about you, but I find trying on clothes in these tiny changing rooms incredibly frustrating."
He raised an eyebrow. "Tell me about it. It's like they don't want us to have any privacy."
I bit my lip, my heart racing as I laid out my proposal. "Well, I was thinking… maybe we could make use of one of those rooms in a different way."
Ethan's eyes widened, and a mischievous smile spread across his face. "Oh? And what did you have in mind, Oliver?"
I took a step closer, lowering my voice. "I want you, Ethan. Right here, right now. In that changing room."
Without waiting for a response, I took his hand and led him toward the back of the store. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst from my chest. We passed a few employees, and I felt a rush of adrenaline, knowing how risky this was. But the thrill of it only added to my arousal.
We reached the changing rooms, and I quickly checked to make sure no one was watching. My cock was already straining against my jeans, and I knew Ethan could see the bulge. I pulled him into one of the larger rooms, designed for families or those with disabilities, and locked the door behind us.
The room was small and cramped, with a bench and a few hooks on the wall. It was far from romantic, but the seedy nature of our encounter only added to the excitement.
I turned to face Ethan, our bodies mere inches apart. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do something like this," I confessed, my voice husky with desire.
Ethan's eyes burned with a fierce intensity. "Me too, Oliver. It's been a fantasy of mine for a while."
Without another word, I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to his. The kiss was fierce and hungry, our tongues battling for dominance. I could taste the sweetness of his mouth, and it only made me want more. My hands roamed over his body, feeling the firm muscles of his chest and arms.
Ethan groaned into my mouth, his hands gripping my hips tightly. He pulled away slightly, nipping at my lower lip. "I need to feel you, Oliver," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.
I nodded, my hands already working to unbuckle his belt. I pulled away from him slightly, taking a moment to admire his gorgeous body. Ethan was lean and muscular, his skin smooth and flawless. I let my eyes wander, taking in the defined abs and the trail of hair that disappeared into his jeans.
I knelt before him, my fingers skillfully unbuttoning his jeans. I pulled down his zipper, my breath catching in my throat as I released his thick, hard cock. It sprang free, already glistening with pre-cum, and I wasted no time in wrapping my lips around it.
Ethan gasped above me, his hands tangling in my hair. I took my time, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock before taking him deep into my throat. I could feel his length hitting the back of my throat, and I relaxed, taking him in further.
"Fuck, Oliver," Ethan moaned, his hips bucking slightly. "Your mouth feels so fucking good."
I hollowed my cheeks, sucking and bobbing my head up and down his length. One of his hands gripped the back of my head, guiding me in a gentle rhythm. I moaned softly around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through his body.
After a few minutes of enthusiastic cock-sucking, Ethan pulled me up, his eyes burning with lust. "I want to feel that tight ass of yours, Oliver," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
I smiled wickedly, turning around and bending over the bench. I spread my legs, feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable, but the thought only served to arouse me further.
Ethan wasted no time, spitting on his hand and rubbing it on my hole. I gasped as I felt his slick finger tease my entrance before slowly pushing inside.
"You like that, don't you, Oliver?" Ethan whispered, his hot breath on my neck.
"Yes," I moaned, pushing back against his finger. "But I want more."
Ethan chuckled darkly, adding a second finger and stretching me open. "Greedy boy," he teased, working his fingers in and out, scissoring and stretching me.
The pleasure was intense, and I could feel my cock leaking pre-cum as I anticipated what was to come. "Please, Ethan," I begged. "I need you now."
Ethan didn't make me wait any longer. He lined up his hard cock with my hole and slowly pushed inside. I groaned loudly, the sensation of being filled stretching me to my limits. Ethan paused, giving me a moment to adjust to his size.
"You're so tight, Oliver," he grunted, his voice strained with control. "Feels so fucking good."
I pushed back against him, urging him to go deeper. "Move, Ethan," I demanded, my voice hoarse with need. "Fuck me hard."
Ethan needed no further encouragement. He began to thrust, his hips slamming against my ass as he pounded into me. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the small room, along with our grunts and moans.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" I cried out, my hands gripping the edge of the bench. "Harder, Ethan, give it to me harder!"
Ethan obliged, his hands gripping my hips as he pounded relentlessly into my willing hole. The bench creaked beneath us, threatening to collapse under the force of our passion.
"You're taking it so well, Oliver," Ethan grunted, his breath coming in short gasps. "Your ass feels incredible."
I could feel his balls slapping against me with each powerful thrust, and the sensation was driving me wild. "I'm close," I panted, my own cock achingly hard and leaking. "So fucking close, Ethan."
Ethan's pace became more frenzied as he chased his own release. "Come for me, Oliver," he growled. "Let me feel you clench around my cock."
His words sent me over the edge. I cried out as my orgasm washed over me, my body shaking uncontrollably as I shot my load all over the bench. The feeling of my ass clenching and pulsing around his cock pushed Ethan over the edge as well.
"Fuck!" he shouted, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself inside me.
We stayed like that for a few moments, our bodies connected and our breath coming in ragged gasps. Eventually, Ethan pulled out, and I stood up, turning to face him. We shared a passionate kiss, tasting each other and reveling in the aftermath of our passionate encounter.
We quickly dressed, straightening our clothes and checking for any signs of what had just transpired. I winked at Ethan, a silent promise of future encounters, and we quietly left the changing room, heading in separate directions.
As I walked out of the store, a satisfied smile played on my lips. That had definitely been one of my most memorable sexual experiences, and I knew it was a memory I would jerk off to for a long time to come.
And who knows, maybe I'd run into Ethan again, ready for another round of risky, passionate sex.