The Repair Man and the Virgin: A Dirty Gay Story Part 2

The summer storm trapped Ricky at my father’s house with me. We were alone, and I had just had my first taste of what it was like to service a man. I was instantly addicted to him, and I wanted more. As the thunder and rain raged on, Ricky and I began a game of sexual desire that was driving me insane.
I wanted him to take me all the way; I was begging for it. But Ricky held back. He knew the longer we stayed on the edge, the more we teased ourselves, the greater the finish would be. His desire to take his time with me only made it that much more intense.
I couldn’t keep my hands off him when the lights went out. We couldn’t keep our mouths off each other when we ran out into the storm to get the generator. Even in the garage, Ricky did something to me that I’d never experienced before, something that made my eyes roll back and legs shake. But I needed more…
I needed him to take me all the way. By the end of the night, Ricky was going to completely rock my world, and I would never be the same.

This is an intense gay erotic story. It contains extremely graphic sex and is intended for mature readers.