Seduced and I Lied It

It must have been fate. Almost like clockwork, I did my 8 to 4 job in an accounting office, then caught the twenty past four bus that took me the forty miles to my home town.

Yes, I know that the travelling was a stinker but I needed the job since my divorce and this was the only one I could get, that then meant I could afford my rented flat.

Being free, I should not have cared so much for routine but I was a creature of habit. The journey, depending on traffic, normally took around an hour. Traffic lights in town being the biggest problem.

Today though, I was held back dealing with a client who needed his books done pronto! My boss offered me double time for the extra two hours, so I gladly accepted.

So there I was, standing in the busy bus station, looking up at the departure board. Shit! It said 'bus full'. I didn't need to book on the bus I usually got and neglected to book on this one.

As the coach trundled up to its bay, I saw the queue form at the door and one by one they boarded. I waited to the end to plead my case to the driver.

"Sorry pal, but we're fully booked."

"But I can see empty seats." I said in desperation.

"So can I, but they're due to be filled two stops away."

He was sounding irritated and my pleas to be allowed to stand fell on deaf ears.

I sat down on a steel bench feeling sorry for myself when I heard a voice to my right.

"You too, huh?" he said, sharing his frustration, not mocking me.

I looked round and saw an almost mirror image of myself He looked my age, 40, had short auburn hair, with blue eyes. A quick look saw that he also was of average build and looked around 6' tall.

"Too right, that's another hour until the next one. I'd better book a seat."

"Yes, I 've got one now. I wouldn't want to see you stranded." His voice was smooth and soft, almost womanly.

"How rude of me, I'm Charles, Chas to my intimate friends."

I picked up on that line straight away.

"I'm Don, to everybody." I replied.

"Well Don, I don't know about you but I could do with a drink. Fancy a quick one round the corner?"

"Pardon! I exclaimed, shocked by his seemingly forward suggestion.

"Oh sorry" he giggled "that came out wrong. I meant a drink in the bar at the corner." he confirmed.

I laughed and found his giggle strangely intoxicating.

"Okay, we've nearly an hour to kill but you're buying." I replied

"The man usually does." he said, thinly veiling his intentions.

The bar at the corner was one I'd never visited. I should have known by the name 'Simply Devine' that it was ostensibly a gay bar. It was the nearest to the station, so made sense to go there.

Charles opened the door for me and ushered me to a booth in the corner.

"What takes your fancy? Drink-wise I mean."

I smiled at him and he smiled back with an almost predatory look.

"A pint of cider would be great...Charles."

He turned to visit the bar and make his order. I know I shouldn't have but I couldn't help but watch his round ass as he went.

'Stop thinking like that Don, that's what got you divorced. Your wife walking in on you with another man.'

"So Don, tell me about yourself."

Chas was easy to talk to and yes, I did imagine being in bed with him.

The time flew as I told him I was divorced but not the reason why. After 45 minutes we realised we'd better get back to the station. The place was much quieter than before, with less buses pulling in or departing. A look at the departure board made us both gasp in shock. Our bus had been cancelled, as had the last bus of the night.

A station guard saw us look up, wide-mouthed in shock and gave us the story.

"There's been a crash on the approach road into town, the road is closed until further notice. Police are saying it's a crime scene."

"So how do we get home?" Charles asked legitimately.

"Can't help you there. If you booked your seat, show the reference number at the travel desk and they'll give you a voucher for overnight accommodation."

Sometimes living in a town with no train service could be a pain.

We joined the queue for our vouchers and once obtained, Charles asked "Fancy carrying on?" Again, I looked surprised.

"Drinking I mean." Charles said with a sly giggle.

i knew he was trying to pick me up and I was happy to go along with his efforts. We walked the short distance in a comfortable silence. My mind was filled with the thought of his cock spurting in me.

Back at the bar we had left barely twenty minutes before, we found our previous booth still empty, so sat down.

This time, I offered to pay for a drink.

"What would you like? Same as before?" We had both taken a pint of cider but this time he changed drinks.

"Dark rum and coke, with lots of coke." Charles said suggestively.

"You like your coke then?" I replied lightly, returning his obvious flirt.

"Oh I love coke." Charles said, staring me straight in the eye.

"Funnily enough, so do I." I said, adding a wink.

I had known his game from the moment he introduced himself.

"You didn't say why you were divorced. Was she unfaithful to you?"

"No it was my fault."

"Oh you naughty man." Charles said cheekily.

Now to be honest with him, though i knew it wouldn't be easy.

"She found me with another man, cock in my mouth."

His face lit up. "Oh Don, I knew my 'gaydar' wasn't wrong.

Charles leaned forward, an inch from my face. I licked my lips in anticipation and he didn't let me down, kissing my mouth as it opened. His tongue probed my mouth as I submitted to him. His cologne was powerful and he switched from being opposite me to alongside me. My right hand knew where to go, as I clamped onto his crotch, his warm hardness beneath his pants. He moaned as I skimmed over the surface.

"Chas? I can call you Chas?"

"I reckon we're about to get very intimate, so yes, Don." He smiled before kissing me again.

"I want you Chas."

I gasped as he nibbled my right earlobe.

"Let's go where we won't be bothered." Chas said dominantly.

We had entered the bar as maybe two people on a first date. Nervous, polite and respectful. We left arm in arm, exchanging kisses, letting everyone know that we would be fucking that night.

We hit the cold night air and only then realised it was nearing midnight. The vouchers we had only permitted admissions up to midnight, no later.

We made it with only minutes to spare. The guy at reception listened to our story and gave us a double room. He looked as if he knew what was about to happen but what did he care?

We took a lift up to the eighth floor and spent the time in the elevator kissing and fondling.

I was giving myself to him but I could sense he was holding back a little, retaining control.

"Do you take anal?" he said, a little dispassionately.

I was scared of missing out on his cock.

"Depends on the man I'm with, Chas."

"You'll let me fuck you." Chas said, more definitely than hopefully.

I wanted his cock, again and again.

The keycard worked at the second attempt and he allowed me in first, hands on my ass. I loved the feeling of his fingers working my cheeks.

"Strip for me." Chas ordered. "All the way, don't be shy." He coaxed.

It felt strange removing my clothing whilst he was still fully dressed.

"You have a nice cock." Chas said, eyes on my lower half.

My seven inch uncut tool was semi-hard as I undressed and his words of praise made it harder.

"If you're good, I'll suck you dry, big boy." he said sexily.

"But first I'm going to fill you up with my cum."

I moaned with desire.

"Now go get a shower while I make myself comfortable. Make sure your ass is clean."

I came back out afterwards, a thick white towel round my waist. Chas was lying, sitting up, on the bed. He was now naked and of course I was drawn to his cut cock, standing proud at eight inches.

"Come to me Don."

I crawled up the bed, resisting the temptation of his gorgeous cock. I put my arms round His neck and drew close, letting him take the initiative of the kiss, which he did. He probed my mouth as I fantasised and I was like putty in his hands.

I ran my lips down his neck to his hairy chest and nibbled at his nipples.

"Oh Don, you know what I like, you little fox."

Chas rubbed my back gently as I buried my face in his chest hair.

I was on my knees on the bed, working my way down. The tip of his cock was now so close that I could feel the heat from it.

"Were you like this when your wife walked in?" Chas asked.

"Not quite. I was lying back, he was sitting on my chest, feeding me his cock."

My mind drifted back to that day. My wife storming out and me continuing to suck my lover's cock, having him cum in my mouth and me swallowing every drop.

"Let's do that." he suggested. "Pity there's no wife to walk in on us."

His words made me tingle with desire as he kneeled and lowered himself onto my chest. I loved the feeling of his ass cheeks on me but more than that, I loved his stiff member pointing at me, inviting me to savour it.

I touched it with my tongue and in that moment remembered why I had sucked in the first place. I lapped at his pulsing shaft knowing I was his to use. His balls were big and I licked at them, slipping one into my mouth at a time. Chas lifted his ass to spear my mouth and I gagged at first but soon got into a sucking rhythm. My tongue lapped at his cockhead and under his helmet.

"I'm going to fill your mouth with my cum, Don. I know you want it."

I certainly did and I sucked even harder as he drilled my throat.

Then came the noises that told me he was about to fulfill his promise.

A jet spurted out as my lips surrounded the head. Hot and heavenly, I greedily swallowed it up. Then a second, third and fourth jet filled my mouth, giving me the chance to savour it before swallowing it down.

Chas was panting as he said "Good boy, Don. You were born to suck cock."

His praise made me feel so good and we kissed again.

"There's not much of my cum there to taste, you've nearly swallowed the lot." Chas sounded almost disappointed.

"When will you fuck me?" I asked tentatively.

"You are keen! Don't worry lover boy, it won't be long. Let's prepare."

At that, he climbed off my chest and lifted my legs up.

"Pull them over your shoulders and hold them there."

I obeyed without question.

"Now you're going to find out why I wanted you to take that shower."

My eyes widened as he put his mouth to my newly exposed anus. I gave a shudder of delight as he started to roll his tongue over my hole. I must have sounded like a girl as I moaned at his touch. His tongue started to penetrate me as I shouted out "Fuck me, Chas! Please fuck me." I said breathlessly.

"In time boy, in time." Chas said as he replaced his tongue with a finger.

It went deeper and I had never felt so horny in my life. He added another finger and was getting me in a frenzy.

It was no surprise when I popped my load straight on to my face. I opened my mouth to catch a lot of my own spunk and it tasted sweet and salty.

Chas now took his chance, his cock had grown again and it pushed againt my hole. His tongue had done its job and his cock slid into me, a couple of inches at a time.

I hadn't taken a cock up there for some time and it hurt at first, that is until the waves of pleasure ran through me. Chas put the last four inches into me in one movement. I could now feel his tight ball sac tickling my ass, as his fat cock pulsed inside me.

Chas waited for what seemed like an age, fully inserted into me. Then he let out a growl and started to fuck me hard, piston-like, stretching my rarely used hole like never before. I was whelping out as pain and pleasure overlapped, his cock seeming to grow bigger as it delved into me.

All too soon, I could feel his legs stiffen and he got ready to cum with me impaled upon his beautiful cock. I felt the first spurt and moaned in ecstasy. He withdrew a little and shot another two loads inside me.

Before I had got my breath back, his head was down licking at my ravaged hole, collecting spunk for me to taste. When he kissed me, I was in heaven.

I spent the rest of the night in his arms, both too tired for more fucking.

Sitting in the hotel breakfast bar, with fruit croissants and orange juice, Chas said something that would change my life.

"Don, would you like to meet some of my friends?"

"Whatever for?" I pretended my naivety.

"To let you enjoy more cock, silly."

That is for another story.