Kaye at 27
“Scotch, please,” I tell the bartender after sitting on the counter stool.
Since it’s a weekday, the bar tonight has only few people. I pick up my drink after the bartender serves it and stare at the ember liquid. I want to savor this day. Hmm, it’s been so long since I’ve tasted this. I think the last time was when I was still in my teens.
When I was a teenager, I got overwhelmed by the city life after we left the island. Despite being broke, I went out to different drinking parties and wasted my youth to experience stupid things. I was exactly the young, dumb and broke people sing about.
I got involved with shady people and learned to play. I became irresponsible. I drank, smoke and slept around. City women are way different from the ones back in the island. They’re so open and always seem in the wild side.
During my drunken stupor, I checked in a cheap hotel with a very sexy woman. She’s so eager in bed and even offered to put on the condom for me using her mouth. Little did we know she accidentally scraped the rubber with her teeth and… Taadaa! She declared we’re having a baby the following month.
Of course, city life hasn’t completely tainted my heart so I took responsibility and lived together with her for half a year then eventually decided to get married afterwards. Things weren’t the same as before where I could juggle work, studies and family life.
Having a child is so much harder. So I gave up college and found a good paying job for my limited experience and background while looking after our daughter during my days off. But that alone wasn’t enough. My wife wouldn’t approve leaving our daughter to a daycare so she made me quit my job.
I became a house husband, solely doing house work and raring our child. To outsiders, they saw me as a lucky guy for staying at home with nothing to do. To hell with that! House works were such pain in the ass. It really measures your patience and unravel your real personality.
Doing laundry with the baby’s clothes takes so much TLC. It’s especially troublesome when the baby cries at night when all I wanted was to sleep longer. I only had, more or less, three hours’ rest before starting the day with a headache, intensified when the baby decided to have a tantrum.
To top it all off, my increasing stress but decreasing self-confidence just made everything all the worse. It’s fucking difficult but I tried my hardest to balance it all. My wife and I only married because of the child so our relationship alone isn’t good to start with.
However, when I raised my concern about spending quality time as a family, she always gets mad, saying she needed to prioritize work since she’s the breadwinner in the family. The constant fights without actually communicating strained our marriage even more.
Later on, the hidden feelings surfaced and the blaming started. She most of all blamed me for knocking her up and having a fall out with her family. Though for a year, we tried salvaging the relationship through counselling. Still in conclusion, after almost six years of marriage, we finally did it. Today, our divorce takes effect.
But damn! Six years wasn’t long and here I am, already forgotten how it feels like living as a free man. I actually thought I could last the marriage until old age. But oh, how wrong I was. It’s not like I didn’t know how cruel a woman can be given my track record. My only mistake probably was thinking she’s different from the rest.
But let’s not get sad about that. After all, every life’s experience is worth being celebrated. Despite my urge to curse my wife, I’ll just push it down together with my drink. I wave for another shot of scotch. The bartender quickly refills my tumbler before he resumes wiping the glasses squeaky clean.
“Hey, handsome.” A woman with augmented boobs hanging out of her dress slides beside me on the counter.
I turn around to look but my eyes, as if they have a life of their own, zooms in on to the farthest corner of the room just near the glass windows. Huh? I look at the person and frown. Uh-huh. What is this? I can’t quite figure out if it’s—
“You look melancholy. A penny for your thought?” The woman places her clawed hand on my arm but my gaze, just like magnet, returns to the person at the corner.
As if beckoning their attention, the person finally turns their head but our gazes didn’t quite meet. They put their phone on the table before reaching for their drink and it makes me smile. Oh, so that’s it, huh. Earlier, I was just curious but now I’m definitely interested.
I don’t know what the dress is called. But it’s red with a collar tied around the neck, leaving their arms and back exposed. And since their hair is cut in a bob, their pale neck looks so sexy and slender. The dress itself has me staring. But aside from that, I notice something else.
The person wearing such provocative dress has no boobs. I sip from my tumbler and lick my lips. The person is a man and he’s not hiding it which makes him even sexier. I blink and remember the real woman beside me and finally give her my attention.
“Oh, if you’re interested in that person, you’re not the only one who got deceived tonight. I’m telling you now, that person has only one hole.” She simpers meaningfully and arches her back so her boobs graze my arm.
I smirk at her provocative smile. Cunning. Sly. Cruel. I had enough of your species. I sure miss sex but I don’t particularly miss pussy. Women are troublesome. When it comes to sex, it doesn’t really matter whether it’s a pussy or ass if you’re the one sticking it in.
“Didn’t it occur to you that his type might actually what I’m looking for?”
“Huh?” Her laugh is without humor and her eyes become sharp. Uh-oh, the mask’s falling off. “If you want an ass, I have it, too.”
“I’m sorry but,” I shake my head. “Excuse me.” I place the payment for my drink, nod at the woman before standing up and saunter towards the corner table. “Excuse me, may I join your table?”
“No,” he answers without looking up.
Ouch. Instant rejection. I look over my shoulder and catch the woman earlier watching and fuming. Can’t believe I ditch you for a girl with a dick, huh? But I nod at her apologetically, relating to the same frustration she feels now that I just got rejected myself.
“I’m sorry for being rude then,” I say as I insist sitting on the chair in front of him and place my tumbler on the table. “I just don’t like staring by the distance. This way, I can appreciate the view more.”
And damn, such a view indeed! He’s stunning and breathtaking. Wait. He’s not even wearing makeup. Aside from the dress and flat girly shoes, everything else is just his original face. Clean and bursting of youthfulness. Nevertheless, I’m very pleased with his appearance.
“Are you perhaps waiting for someone?” I probe gently while my eyes are restlessly looking at him up and down and up again.
“I said—” He jolts and glares at me, meeting my eyes for the first time. “Ah— What the—”
“Huh?”
“Y-you—”
“Yes?”
It’s like watching a comic strip, he suddenly freezes up and makes a face as if he’s about to puke. He starts turning red from his face down to his exposed flat chest. What? What just happened? Is he alright? Is he having a heart attack or something?
“Are you alright?” I ask worriedly and reach up to him.
“Sh-shiiiitttt!”
He jumps away from my touch and stands. Before I can react, he suddenly grabs his sparkly tote and rushes to the exit. Huh? What?
“Hey, wait!”
It feels like a button is switched inside me. The running away triggers my primal instinct. Like a mad beast fueled by lust, I run after him, panting in excitement to catch my prey. Adrenaline pumps into my veins, giving me the exhilarating feeling to capture, dominate and breed.
His tall and slender figure looks like a sexy cat, taunting me with his pert little ass. He’s fast but I can easily catch the red streak of his enticing dress. After crossing the street, he skips two establishments and turns sharply towards a back alley.
Could he be trying to hide or perhaps assault me in blind darkness? Nevertheless, I still proceed and without caution to that matter. I guess my dick’s really missing the hunt, huh?
“Hey, are you there?” I ask in a whisper so as not to spook my scared kitty when I enter the dark alley.
“S-stay back!” He answers in trembling voice.
“Hey, I’m not going to hurt you,” I say when I found him hunching behind garbage cans.
The damn place stinks and a lot of stray cats sprawl everywhere, glaring at us with their yellow eyes. Could these kitties be his family, I thought with a smirk. Grabbing his arm, I help him up to his feet and pull him to my chest.
“I won’t hurt you. Don’t worry, ok?” I say soothingly while caressing his exposed back and nuzzling his neck. “You just look so beautiful I can’t keep my hands to myself.”
“Unh...” He shivers when I lick his jaw before pinching his chin to turn his face towards me. “Wh-what do you… Hmmph—”
When he speaks again, I strike his lips. His mouth is a little agape from voicing a question so I quickly insert my tongue as my way to answer, assaulting him full on with a greedy kiss. He squirms, trembles and meows just like a feline. So cute, my little kitty.
“I see. You don’t know how to kiss, huh. Is this your first time?”
“Hmm… I… I’m s-sorry,” he whimpers in a daze.
“It’s alright. You’re so damn pure. Here, open your mouth and stick your tongue out.” I tell him while one of my hands cups his firm ass and the other plays with his cherry nipple.
He does as I say and I resume fucking his mouth with my tongue. I can faintly taste his earlier drink and I smile in between kisses. A cocktail drink, indeed, suits him well. With this, I become even more ravenous.
I start humping against him and groan at the feel of his dick getting up. So I rub against him even more. When I look down between us, my body strongly reacts in excitement at the lewd sight of his cock sticking out and denting his rouge dress.
“What do you say we go somewhere nice and comfortable, yeah?”
He doesn’t answer because he’s still busy catching up his breath. So I take the initiative to drag him out of the alley and hail a cab before he can change his mind. I choose the closest hotel coz my balls are about to burst.
Although I’ve been married for six years, my cock’s been in hiatus just as long. My ex-wife was so busy with work that she had no time for sex. Not that I had energy for it myself anyway. That’s why right now, all the pent up lust surges forth like an erupting volcano.
“A-aren’t we going to… to t-take a shower first?” He naively asks while I kiss him all over his face and undressing him at the same time just by the door of our hotel suite. “Hey, w-wait! Uh!”
“Shh, it’s alright. Your sweat tastes like honey. I like it.” After untying his dress, it flutters down and pools around his slim ankles, leaving him with only his white conservative briefs. “Let’s take a shower together afterwards.”
I kiss him again to end the conversation. I wanna fuck right now. Talking just kills the mood and wastes time. In between our exchange of saliva, I knead his stiff cock over his briefs. Everything about him screams of purity and it only urges me to dirty and mess him up.
He’s making lewd sounds while flailing around as if drowning in overwhelming lust. I can’t take this anymore. Driven by desire, I haul him up over my shoulder, ignoring his surprised yelp, and march across the room before tossing him to bed. He grunts while panting.
His pale skin has turned really red and his slender limbs splayed in a vulnerable state. His underwear is bulging and wet with his precum and the whole picture makes me wanna orgasm in an instant. Shit! Such seductive sight.
I kneel on the bed between his thighs, strip him of his briefs before grabbing his dick and take him into my mouth. He jerks from my abrupt movement and grabs hold of my hair while I fumble with my own fly to keep my cock from premature ejaculation.
While sucking him, I also play with his puckering hole with a finger. I’m so worked up that I’m drooling so much down his anus. My digit pops in without problem with the help of my thick saliva and his manly sweat.
In, out. Suck and suck. My head bobs up and down over his cock just as fast as my finger lunges repeatedly in his hole like in some marathon. I groan after tasting his precum which whets my appetite even more.
“Uhn… Uh, please, no! This is embarrassing! Ah, oh! It’s dirty! Please stop! I’m gonna! I’m gonna! No, I’m coming! No! Please, stop!”
Shit! He’s fast. He mustn’t jerk off quite often if he cums this easily. After sucking his balls dry, I grab both his legs up and slowly spit his jizz into his twinkling hole. I push his semen into his anus until it’s sleek before adding another finger to loosen him up even more.
“No, no! Please, let’s stop already!” He’s gasping and making embarrassed sounds but I’m far from caring anymore.
I look at him and panic a little. No, we can’t stop just yet. I’m about to lose my goddamn mind. If we stop, I might die right there and then. I quickly rummage from my wallet for a condom, rip the foil with my teeth before putting it on with trembling hands.
Possessed by my greed, I grab his hamstrings and point my cock into his ass-pussy before slowly pushing into him. He freezes in shock which makes it easier for me to bury myself up to the hilt. Fuck! He’s tight and so goddamn hot. I’m about to burst my nuts.
“No! Pull it out! It hurts! It hurts! Please! Stop!”
I take my shirt off and throw it to the side before slowly sprawling atop him. “I’m sorry. First time always hurts. But it won’t take long and it’ll get better soon. Just bear with it, ok?”
“I’m scared,” he says in between hiccups while gnawing his knuckles.
“I know,” I say and pull his hand away from his mouth.
I kiss his forehead, his eyes and cheek before prodding his lips open with my tongue. He receives me easily and kisses me back like how I taught him earlier. My kitty is a genius since he picks up the lesson so easily.
“Here, hold onto me.” I take both his hands that are clutching the duvet and put them around my shoulders. “I’m gonna move, ok?” I coo near his ear while staring him in his misty, blue eyes. “You can scratch and scream as you like, just don’t push me away.” I peck his lips once again before wiping the tears from his eyes. “Don’t cry anymore.”
“Hmm…” He clings onto me tight and blindly crashes his lips to mine as I begin drilling his insides with my cock.
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