Hot Shots

I was minding my own business, spooning in an ice cream when out of nowhere a guy slid into the seat in front of me. He was staring at me like a carnivore left unsatisfied by his meal.

The only reason why I hadn’t said anything yet was because he was hot as fuck and my brain was still trying to process his near impossible prettiness.

Then, he opened his mouth and the words that spilt from his full lips sent a shudder throughout my entire body.

“Wanna fuck?”

I figured I was either dreaming or hallucinating. My mouth opened and closed a couple of times like a fish out of water.

“I was standing outside smoking when I saw you sitting here and thought to myself… what a stunningly beautiful guy, would he consider fucking me?”

“Are you high?” I asked, somehow not wanting this insane conversation to end. “No one has ever described me as beautiful.”

“That’s the part you‘re objecting to?” he said, laughing hysterically. “I’m bipolar… hypomania is my drug, better than anything you can buy.”

My aunt’s first husband was bipolar. Mania could be destructive if left uncontrolled but this guy seemed… happy.

“So you were joking then?” I said, finally understanding what was going on.

“No! I swear on all the holy books and a cow.”

“A cow?” I asked with a laugh.

This entire encounter was utterly absurd but my life was so boring that I didn't mind.

“Yes, aren’t they also holy?” the guy said with a raised eyebrow, as if suddenly doubting himself.

“Ok, I think we’re done here,” I said. “Thanks for making my day a little brighter.”

I was about to stand up when he leaned forward, grabbed my face and kissed my lips. It was as if fire spread through my body, straight down to my groin.

My dick was instantly rock hard, I hadn’t fucked in such a long time that this random stranger could instantly… switch me on.

An elaborate calculation took place in my head that led to only one logical answer. I kissed him back with a passion that this restaurant had surely never seen before.

He escorted me to the disabled bathroom and locked the door behind us with a conspiratorial grin.

This was never going to happen to me again. He was so fucking beautiful and he’d picked me of all people.

He pulled a condom out of his pocket and a tiny tube of lube. He handed them to me before letting his pants and underwear drop to his ankles. He bent forward and spread his ass cheeks, exposing his pink pucker.

I eagerly released my dick from its confinement, it had been throbbing since the kiss. After rolling on the condom, I covered my dick and his ass with a generous amount of lube.

As I got in position behind him, he glanced back at me and bit his bottom lip. I struggled to enter his asshole, he was really tight. Once past the resistance, however, I pushed all the way in.

He clasped a hand over his mouth to muffle a moan. His hole clenched around my dick, as I slid in and out.

The fuck itself felt amazing, the fact that we were in a public place made it thrilling but being inside this absolutely stunning guy made my mind go on tilt.

I’d never been this turned on and I couldn't last. I erupted into the condom as I continued to fuck him. I bit my tongue to stop myself from making noise as my legs shook violently.

“Holy fucking fuck!” I said as quietly as possible, still out of breath.

“You can say that again!” he said with the biggest smile. “Do you mind jerking me off, so I can also nut?”

I decided that he deserved something better, so I made him sit on the toilet seat and swung his legs over the handicapped support rails.

Squeezing out a little more lube, I stuck two fingers into his freshly fucked asshole and sucked his dick into my mouth. He bit his fist to stop himself from moaning and it didn’t take long for him to tap me on the head.

“Stop or I’ll nut down your throat,” he whispered.

I smiled and stared straight into his eyes as I twisted the two fingers in and out of his ass, pumping his now wet dick with my hand.

His whole body shuddered and his load shot straight up and onto my shirt. All of this was so bizarre, so amazing, that I just laughed.

“Holy shit! That was my very first time being fucked and it felt truly sublime,” he said, beaming at me.

“What?!”

“I’ve never been with a guy before but the moment I saw you…”

“How long have you been off your meds?” I asked, standing up and crossing my arms.

“Oh, c’mon!” he said. “You don't get to throw that in my face after you fuck me!”

“But you’re going to end up regretting this!” I said, looking at him in despair.

He stood up, his pants still around his ankles, and caressed my cheek.

“I meant it when I said you're beautiful,” he breathed. “I have zero regrets!”

“Are you sure?” I asked, desperately wanting it to be the truth.

He whispered in my ear, “My hole already misses your fat cock. Wanna get out of here and fuck me again?”

“Yes,” I said, not hesitating for a second.

Would I be the one regretting this?