ST: I'm Straight (Part 3)

ST: I'm Straight (Part 3)I'm Straight. (Interracial oral anal) Part 3If you are u******e to read this, don't. Know your local laws, don't readthis if it is i*****l. This is a story - not real-life. Safe sex is notused in this story, but you should use it in your life.* This is how part 2 ended *This all came to me as he continued on spasm after spasm of his cumpumping into me, I freely, wantonly urged more and more out of him draininghim soaking and sopping him up.And when Trey finally pulled out of my ass some 25 minutes later, Isqueezed my sphincter as tightly as it would, I wanted his sperm to swim inme, I never wanted to release them, I wanted them to swim into my body andlodge themselves. I wanted to retain Trey's essence within me, become apartof him.Wordlessly he laid on the couch recuperating. He found the remote,watched the rest of the game and finally left a few hours later. We didn'tsay anything to each other the whole time. And I didn't move from myposition face down on the floor in front of the couch the whole time.I swear I could feel his cum swimming around in my ass, and I didn'twant to disturb them, but also, this really felt like my place, now... atTrey's feet.******** I'm Straight - Part 3I saw Trey at the gym a few days later. We nodded to each other fromacross the gym, and he looked away, he was talking and working out withanother friend, I knew the guy, I worked out with him too sometimes, but Iwas a little too freaked out to approach them.I did an extremely rigorous work-out routine. Had a lot of things onmy mind and needed to get physical.A few minutes after I had entered the showers, I was feeling the hotwater course over me, I needed the warmth, I needed to be washed, to beclean, and it felt so amazingly good. I glanced up and Trey had entered thenext stall over. He looked up and saw me. Our eyes locked for a moment, andhe casually walked over to me. He had a sincere smile on his handsome face."How ya doing?" He asked, the question was genuine, and it spokevolumes, he was checking in to see if I was physically ok, how I was gonnareact. We had not spoken since he left my apartment that afternoon, my assfull of his jizz, lying on the floor where he forcibly ****d me. "Ya doingok?"I looked at him for a moment. Man, he is beautiful, and yeah, the lastfew days were a bit strange for me, in that... well, in that... I'mstraight, but this guy had taken me, fucked me up the ass, and I let him,and I had wanted it, and... well, and all that running through my head, andwhatever resolutions I had made or thought I had made - here I am lookingat him and all I can think is "man, is he beautiful"Trey is a little taller than I at 6'2" (I'm 6' even). He has a greatbody, nicely cut trim physique, skin the color of dark rich chocolate icecream, piercing brown eyes... again, what is going through my head rightnow? We compliment each other pretty nicely."Ya doing ok?" he repeats the question. I realize I have been staring,now. Silent."Yeah, yeah, I'm doing ok." I stammer embarrassed, and then touched byhis concern, "I'm ok, Trey" our eyes locked again, and I am telling himwith my eyes that I am ok, and I am ok with what happened, and I am ok withmore, if that's the way things go.His smile is tender. "Good." He says nodding, "That's good, man."And now we are both aware that we are sharing a tender moment in themen's locker room at the gym. He quickly turns and heads back to his showerstall."Hey, I saw you working out today, you were doing great, hard workout. I better watch out for you next time on the basketball court" he saysjokingly."I gotta try to find *some way* of showing my superiority." I jokeback - the inside joke doesn't escape him. He laughs an easy laugh."Well, all that working out is paying off. You are looking good" hesays in a way that still could be seen as just two regular guys talking inthe gym, paying a compliment.Any chance of awkwardness with us being in public together hasdisappeared, I turn back to my shower and while I'm soaping up, it startsrunning through my mind how this very guy in the next stall over is the guythat made me his bitch a few days ago, he had fucked me, then he had fuckedme again, he had his huge black cock up in my round white ass so far ithurt, He had shot two loads of his sperm into me, and I am so much hisbitch that I had laid there and waited for it soak into me. So, of course Istart getting hard. And I glance over at him.He is glancing back, and he is getting hard too, luckily the showerstalls are semi private, and we are in the two end stalls. I see a hungerin his eyes as he is looking at me and it is arousing. I do work out hard,and I appreciate the way I look. I stay pretty trim; a gymnast's build Ihave just over 5% body fat. Chestnut brown hair that I allow to get alittle shaggy at the gym