Ass fucked by a liar

A new client called me yesterday and told me that he was outside of my apartment. I realized that he and I had an appointment for 1:30pm, and that it was 1:29 and I was still lying in my bed naked. “Be down in a second!” I yelled over the phone as I ran into my bathroom. I’m sure someone outside the door would have heard clanking and the sound of glass shattering from the bathroom for a few seconds – and then they would have seen me emerge as a clean shaven, well-dressed college student.

I ran outside and then slowed my pace as I rounded the side of my building.

I looked at his baggy, blue clothes and asked if he worked at the hospital. He told me he did. After that we had nothing to talk about as we both walked back to my empty apartment.

I fumbled with the lock on my door for a few seconds and then swung the squeeky front door open.

“This is my humble abode” I said as a wall of cool, air-conditioned air enveloped my body. For some reason those are always the first words that come out of my mouth whenever a client enters my place for the first time.

He walked in behind me and looked back and fourth at my kitchen.

“Looks like you eat a lot of Honey Bunches of Oats!” he laughed, referring to the pile of cereal boxes that covered half of my kitchen counter.

“I…”

He interrupted me – “You know, it’s the most popular cereal now.”

“Honey Bunches of Oats?! It can’t be!” I said much louder than I intended to.

I ignored his blasphemous statement and moved him into my bedroom. I felt a little tired, so I decided to speed up the session. Usually I sit down with guys and talk about school and other childish things in order to emphasize my youth and innocence – two things that get guys rock hard. This time I decided to cut to the chase. He asked me what I like to do for fun and I answered “I like getting good grades and I like to get fucked.”

He grabbed me, pushed me onto the bed and stuck his huge, wet tongue into my face. I kissed him back for a few seconds and then turned my head away.

He moved his head downward and started sucking my cock. I faked a few moans. Then he licked farther down until he got to my ass. The first time his tongue touched my asshole I laughed, then he gave it a good sucking and I started moaning for real.

When he was done sucking my ass he unrolled a condom over his huge cock and then stabbed it into my ass.

“Ouch ouch, go slower” I pleaded. He stopped his assault on my ass for a few seconds and then started fucking me with more fury than before.

He tried to kiss me again but I turned away. Through my peripheral vision I could see him looking at me as he fucked me. I’m no longer a child, but his drooling stare reminded me of a pedophile gazing down at an abused child. He fucked me harder and harder until I could tell he was close to cumming.

“Yeah, you like it when I fuck you with my big dick, don’t you” he growled.

I looked away from him and into my white wall and started thinking about what he had said earlier. I knew that Honey Bunches of Oats had become more popular in recent years, but I knew for a fact that it couldn’t be the most popular cereal. Surely Cheerios is the holder of that title.

“Yeah, you’re going to make me cum, boy” he continued. “Oh fuck yeah, you’re gonna make me cum. Oh your ass is so tight. Oh fuck yeah – oh yeah I’m gonna cum, OH FUCK YEAH…..!’

I finally tilted my head up so that I could see him as he pounded my ass a few final times and pumped the condom full of seed. Then he collapsed onto my stomach, drained and drenched in sweat.

I thought again about the breakfast cereals.