The concert had already finished half an hour ago and I was trying to get a cab but all my attempts were without affect. Thus, I decided to go home on foot. I always enjoyed walking in the empty streets of the city. It was a cool summer night; I was dressed lightly, just a red shirt and a pair of blue jeans.
I was quite absorbed in my thoughts, so I didn't pay attention to anything else. What I didn't know, was that some guy had been following me all along. While I was pacing through a tunnel I heard a man coughing. I turned around and saw a handsome, tall, well-built stranger in his thirties. There was nothing wrong with him so I kept going without looking behind my shoulder.
Gradually, his pace quickened and I sensed him closing in on me. But, even then, I wasn't alarmed. I just thought that he must be in a hurry to go somewhere. I could now hear his breath right behind my back. Suddenly, I felt a strong hand groping my ass. I turned around and saw the stranger once again. He had a scary look in his eyes. I realized that he meant business. In any case, I wasn't planning to let him abuse me like that. I am gay but that doesn't mean that anyone can grab me like that whenever he pleases.
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked angrily.
"I'm groping your tight, little butt, bitch!" he replied calmly.
"I'm not your bitch!" I protested.
"Well, not yet. But you're going to be, starting from right now!" he said decisively.
Instantly, he pulled out a knife. I was really scared. I was no match for him, physically speaking. He was armed and we were all alone in that tunnel. Walking home didn't seem such a good idea right now.
"I'll do anything you want! Just don't hurt me!" I begged him.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you much!" he said grinning. "Now, kneel down and stick your tongue out!" he ordered, pointing the knife at my stomach.
I obeyed. "Please, don't hurt me! I'll blow you if you want, put away your knife!"
"You're in no position to make demands, bitch! You'll do as I say!" he said and he started unzipping his pants.
"Pull down my briefs, cocksucker!" he urged me.
I slowly pulled down his underwear revealing his semi-hard cock. His red helmet was quite big and his balls were heavy and hairy. He started slapping my tongue with his shaft, sticking his crotch all over my face.
"Now, open up. I want you to feel my dick growing to its full length inside your mouth. You're gonna give me the best blowjob I ever had, won't you?"
I nodded in agreement, knowing that I could save my life by going along with his desires. The stranger buried his tool in my mouth until his balls touched my chin. He stood there enjoying the warmth of my wet lips. I could feel his prick growing inside my mouth.
"Yeah! It's coming up, bitch!" he shouted triumphantly.
He was now completely erect. The size of his cock made me feel uncomfortable. I could take him in my mouth but if he wanted to fuck me, he would really ruin my tight butthole. My thought was interrupted as he pulled out of my mouth to show off his package. He was waving his rod before my face.
"Grab my cock and jerk me off!" he ordered.
I obeyed, grabbing his shaft and jacking him off with my right hand while massaging his balls with the other.
"I see you know the drill. So, start sucking my dick, cocksucker!" he grunted.
I licked his cockhead, flicking my tongue at his pee hole and pulling back his foreskin. I closed my eyes, tasting his sweet rod. Right away, he grabbed my head and pushed his shaft deep into my mouth. I almost gagged as I deepthroated his thick tool. He kept going in and out of my mouth. Just when I thought I could breathe, he would pull back in, stuffing his meat into my throat. His balls punched against my chin as his rhythm grew faster. He was fucking my mouth really hard. He moaned loudly as his cock penetrated my mouth again and again.
