Holiday shopping
Holiday shopping usually is the best time ..
🕑 Added 2021-11-30 01:40:41 +0000 UTC
Holiday shopping
Holiday shopping usually is the best time to see hot hunks at the malls and stores. They were usually being led along by their girlfriends and wives, most of the time disgruntledly. It was the perfect time to stalk and take down a hot straight stud,
This weekend I braved the Black Friday shopping and found a nice virgin adonis to take. It wasn’t hard to spot him at the store. At 6’6 and probably weighing 275, he towered over his petite wife. They were carting around two spoiled kids. He didn’t seem happy. He would rather be at home watching a football game than being there. He was masculine, with an air of authority, either military or law enforcement. However, he was miserable in his life. His family and job was stressing him. A perfect subject to take.
Upon seeing his muscular body filling out his jeans and shirt I began to stalk my prey. Several times as they moved through the department store, our eyes met. I gave him a sympathetic look and he returned me a slight smile. When they got to the men's selection, I overheard his wife lecturing him, “Hunter you need a good shirt to wear to the Christmas party this year. This will look good on you.”
The bratty kids started to cry, wanting to go to the kids or toy departments. “Why don’t you try those on,” she handed her husband three shirts. “While I take the kids to the children's department.”
Hunter seem almost relieved to be away from them. I watched his muscular legs through the jeans as he headed toward the dressing him. The jeans proudly showed off a nice round ass. He passed me and gave me a concerned, uncertain look, trying to figure out if I was stalking him or not. He went down the dressing room hallway and I heard a door open and shut. I smiled and followed. He didn’t lock the door behind him and when I opened the door he had peeled off his shirt. He froze with a deer in the headlight look in his brown eyes.
“Hey, it's occupied,” he protested in his deep masculine voice as I closed the door behind me.
“Relax,” I whispered as I moved closer and touched his smooth bare chest.
My touch sent a chill through his body. His strong demeanor faded as a feeling of pleasure filled. I began to feel up his muscular pecs. His pecs were well developed with large round nipples.
“I’m straight, not gay,” he whispered in protest. His voice wasn’t stern or foreboding. He could easily push me or forcefully ordered me out of the small dressing room but he found himself unable to.
I just continued to feel his pecs and play with the oversized nipples. They were beautiful and became hard at my touch. “Ssshh, relax. Take off your pants,” I whispered into his left ear. Goosebumps began to run up the thick cords of muscles in his neck.
“I’m not gay,” he protested again but it came out as more of a moan. His strong hands reached down and undid his belt and jeans. He then peeled them down over his thick legs. His cock was rock hard poking out of the ugly boxers he was wearing. He then pulled them down as well, freeing his cock. It was thick and cut.
“Very good,” I whispered as I licked and kissed down his neck. “Turn around.”
With tears welling in his eyes, Hunter obeyed and turned to faced the mirror. He had no idea why he was obeying me or why he was so hard and turned on. He watched himself in the mirror. His pants and underwear were down around his ankles and his cock was rock hard. I stood behind him, unzipping my pants and pulling out my hard cock. He was nervous as he watched me through the mirror.
“Please,” he was breathing heavily.
I spread his muscular, pale ass cheeks and eased my cock between them, aiming it at his virgin tight hole.
“Just relax your hole,” I whispered in his left ear as gripped his narrow waist.
Hunter grunted as I pressed hard against him. I felt his ring relax and give in as I pushed harder. His tight hole was pure pleasure as it gripped my cock. He braced himself against the mirror trying not to cry out or moan. His cock reminded hard, throbbing. As his hole relaxed completely I began to move in and out of him. Long deep thrusts. When my cock found and pound his prostate, he threw back his head and rolled his eyes into the back of his head. The look of pure bliss was etched on his masculine face. However, it was short live as his wife’s voice broke the moment. Fear once more filled him, however, I didn’t pulled out of his hole and continued to fuck him. I whispered into his ear telling him to relax.
“Honey, every fit,” his wife’s voice called from down the hall.
“Yes! Just . . Trying to . . . Try. . More on,” he responded between my thrusts up his stretched hole.
“Ok, I’m taking the kids to the toy selection,” she answered after a pause.
“Ok,” he moaned.
I reached around him and grabbed his pecs, twisting his big tits. He was whimpering. I knew we didn’t have much time. Despite himself he was enjoying the thickness of my cock up his virgin manpussy. It was flexing and milking my cock. I ran my hand down this flat stomach to his own leaking cock.
I gripped it and whispered into his ear, “cum for me.”
Hunter began to whimper louder, as his cock bounced. I moved my fist up and down his staff. He let out a deep groan and began to shoot his load onto the dressing room mirror. His anal muscles began to spasm around my cock, milking it. I thrust all the way into him and pause. I feel those tight muscles working it. I then crunched my teeth and came deep inside him. I made sure he got all of my load before pulling out of him. He continued to remain leaning against the mirror trying to catch his breathe as I pull my cock away.
I then gave his ass a hard slap, “you better get back to the wife and kids.”
“Yes, sir,” he meekly responded and pulled up his pants.
Hunter redress and head out of the dressing room. I followed and notice a nice looking younger sale clerk, with a nice jock bubble ass in tight khakis smiling at us. I smiled back and gave the blonde boy a wink. He would definitely be a fun conquest in the stockroom later. However, before parting with Hunter, I made sure he stopped at the men underwear selection and picked out two pairs of red and black bikini briefs fir him to buy. He turned red as the red briefs in embarrassment but did as he was told. I also slipped him my business card. He would definitely want to explore his submissive side more.
