My apartment wasn’t in the best part of town. It was in an old block that was reasonably well maintained and the best I could afford. There were two apartments upstairs and two downstairs. I lived in the upstairs apartment to the left, and Sarah lived across from me. Sarah was a ‘Goth’ of sorts. She always dressed in black and had long black hair and rather severe makeup. She was actually very attractive but always looked somewhat frumpy in the oversized clothing she wore. What impressed me most was that Sarah was a really good cook. Anytime she invited me over for a dinner was a highlight in my existence. Sandwiches and eggs were about as good as it got when I prepared my own meals.
Sarah had strange taste where men were concerned. She liked rough looking guys with tattoos. In fact, the term skanky could best describe her male predilections.
After a few months of observing her motley array of boyfriends come and go, she finally settled on a guy named LP. When I met LP I asked him what the letters stood for, thinking they might be the letters of a hyphenated name. He assured me they were not and were simply a nickname.
“Do the letters mean anything?” I asked. “Anything you like,” was his reply.
“Give me an idea,” I countered.
“Loves pussy, loves playing… Anything that you like bro,” was his final reply.
He never mentioned his real name and I did not press him further on this matter.
LP was a walking advertisement for tattoos and piercings. His eyebrows, ears, chin, and even cheeks were adorned with studs. I was particularly fascinated by his nose ring. I was told by Sarah that his entire body was tattooed with reptiles, a species he was crazy about. All one could normally see was an array of lizards, salamanders, and geckos that he had tattooed on his neck and hands. LP’s greatest dream was to be the curator of a reptile park.
According to Sarah, the piercings weren’t only restricted to his head but she did not elaborate on those details. LP was quite tall and slightly on the skinny side. He wasn’t skeletal, just slim. He had a good-looking face and beautiful large brown eyes.
Of all the guys I had met in her company, he was by far the most pleasant and enjoyable to interact with. He obviously knew I was gay but this did not appear to faze him. In fact, he always hugged me when we got together. He was totally laid back and loved weed. I never got into marijuana because it just never appealed to me. They, however, were not shy on that front and smoked themselves into a coma in Sarah’s apartment.
A month after they hooked up Sarah got appendicitis and spent three nights in a hospital. When I arrived at the hospital on the eve of her operation, LP was by her side. Shortly before she was wheeled into the theatre she asked me to feed her lover, advising that she had pre-cooked meals in her freezer.
LP and I left soon after and made our way back to Sarah’s apartment. She was quite meticulous and I found a lasagne in her freezer, clearly marked as such. After the defrosting and cooking duration had been reached, I even provided a salad with the meal, which was a great accomplishment for me.
LP and I enjoyed the meal as we sipped on our beers. After washing up we moved through to the lounge.
As we talked I asked him about the tattoos on his body. “Would you like to see them?” He asked.
Shrugging, I replied, “Why not.” LP first removed his jacket and t-shirt before his shoes and socks followed. Lastly, he removed his jeans. As I had been forewarned, his body was totally covered with reptilian tattoos. He also had studs through his nipples and a belly ring with a reptile charm hanging from it. Standing before me in his underpants, I got a tattoo fashion show and lecture, with a blow by blow sermon about the various creatures and their significance. During this litany, I observed how beautifully proportioned his body was. LP was fucking hot! The best tattoo on his body was a huge Gila monster that he had tattooed on his back. It was a masterfully done tattoo of a fat yellow and black lizard.
Naturally, being gay, I could not help observing the rather large bulge he had in his underpants and I did my very best not to blatantly stare. Without getting dressed after the show, LP took a seat opposite me in the lounge as we continued chatting.
After a while, I impishly asked if he had any more piercings. Without hesitation, LP got up and unceremoniously dropped his underpants before moving towards me. The term ‘totally stunned’ would be an understatement for what I saw next. LP’s large dick was entirely studded with bead implants. It looked fucking weird! He also had a multitude of rings arranged in three rows adorning his ample ball sac. It just looked fucking hectic!
“Wasn’t that painful to do?” I asked, totally overwhelmed.
“Not at all, as a matter of fact, it was awesome,” he said, as he enclosed his hand around his knob and began to toy with it.
“You should see how awesome it looks when it’s erect,” he replied, as he continued playing with his dick. “Wait, you’ll see.”
I could visibly see his cock harden as he intensified his fondling. Finally, totally erect he removed his hand and invited me to feel for myself. Gingerly, I lifted my hand and placed it on his shaft. It was manic!
“Sarah loves her corn on the cob,” he said giggling, before resuming, “You should see how wild she gets when I fuck her… I hope I didn’t bring her appendicitis on,” he concluded, laughing.
I just kept running my fingers up and down his ‘cob,’ totally mesmerized. As I looked up into his eyes he spoke again, “Problem is, I’m going to be without pussy for the next several days… Do you think can you help me out, Bennie?”
As I began trembling he added, “You got me hard, so you owe me, bro.”
After lifting my body up by my chin his nimble fingers began to undress me. I felt like I was in a catatonic state as my clothing disappeared from my body. Pulling me into him he gently began to kiss me. As his arms enfolded my body his hands moved towards my butt-hole. Finally, his two middle fingers met on either side of my butthole where they tussled in a lustful circular dance.
“Do want to be corn-fed Bennie?” He asked after his lips moved off my mouth.
A pathetic “Yes,” was all I could muster.
LP moved me to the back of the sofa before pushing my torso downward. Then, after applying copious amounts of spit to his cob he entered me at a glacial pace. Bead by bead his knob popped in slowly. Initially, it was very uncomfortable, but as my hole continued accepting each new bump, the stimulation intensified.
In preparation of the rough battering I was about to receive, I began grunting. My arse was about to be put to its ultimate test by a reptilian tormentor. Finally, all in, I began to convulse in anticipation of my upcoming ‘persecution.’ Slowly, gently, he began taunting my hole more and more, as the beads popped in and out of me. My body began to shake with blissful agony.
“Please, just fuck me harder,” I finally begged him.
LP went into overdrive as he pounded into me relentlessly. My cock started spraying cum like a fire hose as my balls went into overdrive. He must have milked three weeks of sperm production out of me during the process. As I hung over the sofa like a spent rag doll, he finally unloaded into me. I was totally spent and had never felt that level of stimulation before.
I crawled into my apartment that night. I don’t think that I even brushed my teeth before I fell on my bed and passed out.
The following day my arse was rather sore and on several visits to the toilet, I could feel my arse lips were extremely puffy. The gain had been very much worth the pain, however, so I really didn’t care.
Being a great believer in the old adage; ‘one swallow does not a summer make,’ I imagined that the previous evening had been a once-off aberration.
That evening I again visited Sarah in the hospital, and true to form LP was also there. Again, she asked me to make sure that LP got fed that evening.
As I departed she winked at me and with an impish grin, and then said, “Thank you for taking care of my boy.” I did not want to read too much into that statement given all the medication she had received over the previous twenty-four hours.
I again selected a pre-prepared meal from Sarah’s freezer and soon LP and I were again savouring one of Sarah’s culinary delights. After washing-up the dishes, I suggested an early night after the previous evening’s activities and with the puffiness of my nether region still very much on my mind.