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Monday, May 8, 2017

[SS-290] Subway Deal


[SUBWAY DEAL]

"Ughhh. These fuckers... What was I thinking when I made that deal!"

Veejay was standing by the staircase of an abandoned subway station. He was alone. But what really made him uncomfortable was that he was standing only his briefs while leaning on a wall.

Among his friends, he was the only one who worked out. The rest of them were either too fat or too thin. He advocated his strict gym weight lifting and exercise lifestyle. He was met with much skepticism. But because he strongly believed in the importance of fitness, he kept on convincing them.

Then one of his friends said, "if you say that having your 'hot' body makes you confident, then stand naked in public. Let's see if you can show off your damn perfect body. If you can last two hours, then we will go and enroll in that fitness center."

He bravely took the challenge, and then later on it seemed like a stupid idea. While he was there, his friends were watching him from afar.

It had been an hour since he stood in his spot. It is a good thing that it were only giggling girls and weirded out men that passed him by. No one was doing anything upsetting with him.

"Damn boy! You are so hot!" said a loud voice of a man.




Veejay turned and saw a shirtless man, who obviously worked with bigger iron than him. The man seemed to be a heavy weight bodybuilder.

Veejay was stunned. He did not know how to react. It was not the first time that a seeming gay person hit on him, but he possibly cannot pick a fight with this one because he was obviously punier.

To his surprise, the body builder pulled his cock out and masturbated while looking at Veejay intensely.

Veejay retorted, "you can't do that. You're in public."

"Says the guy who is standing near naked in a subway station," the man countered. "I know those eyes. You are enjoying the view. Wanna suck my cock?"

Veejay looked away, "no! I'm not a faggot!" But he was feeling different about that large penis that was being stroked to erection in front of him.

The man chuckled and walked down the stairs. 

Veejay's sight followed him.

The man’s voice thundered, “pull out that cock boy. I wanna see you stroke it.”


As if hypnotized, Veejay pulled the upper garter of his briefs and freed his penis. He held it firmly as he stared at the man.

The stud kept pulling out his dick, "suck it, sexy boy. I know you want to."

Veejay could not understand why his feet were stepping down. He knelt after he neared the man. He instinctively sucked the dick. It felt weird. But it was good."

The bodybuilder held his head and fucked it, "yeah you damn exhibitionist boy. Suck your daddy in the subway."

Veejay heard gasps above him. With a dick in his mouth, he looked up and saw his friends at the top most steps with surprised looks on their faces.

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