There I was at the Wegman’s after work one day when I saw a very hot guy working in the produce area. He was Black, 6’2, probably 40, as his dark hair was greying at the temples. He sported a salt & pepper goatee, very attractive, the top two buttons of his shirt exposing some dark curly chest hair and he was wearing an apron. His name tag said “Walter”. I tried not to stare as I watched him unloading bags of potatoes from a box onto the display shelves.
Even through his apron I could tell Walter had a rock hard ass and his upper body was quite fit.
Walter caught me steeling glances as I placed ingredients for a salad into the shopping cart.
“Hey, how’s it going?”, Walter asked. His smile was bright and perhaps I was reading into it, but he gave off a wicked vibe.
“Pretty good, thanks. A great selection of produce today. The cucumbers are so huge today.”, I responded playfully.
“I’m sure you do like huge cucumbers, lol. Have you seen the yams yet? I bet you’d like those, too.”
Walter was bad, flirting with me in the middle of the produce aisle like that. I wasn’t expecting this at all.
“Why don’t you show me the yams and maybe you can pick one out for me?”
Walter guided me toward the yams and after handling g few in his large hard he produced a fat one. This particular specimen was perfect, a nice circumference at the top, working down towards a large bulbous end.
“I’m sure this one would feel good. Oh…I’m sorry, I meant taste good.”
“Walter is it? you just met me. What makes you think I’d know anything about how yams feel?”
“I see hundreds of people coming through here every day. I have a good read on people. My gaydar was off the charts when I saw you stroking the cucumbers.”
“Well, I won’t lie. I’ve been told I give off gay vibes before. I’m an easy mark.”
“I get off my shift in a few minutes. I’d love to continue this conversation in a more private setting. I only live a few minutes from here if you’d like to come over later?”
“Walter, do you hit on all your customers?”
“Nah, just the gay ones, lol. Here’s my address come on by around 7 if you like.”. Walter reached into his apron pocket and wrote it on a small note pad and placed it in my hand. When our hands touched my skin tingled and I knew then I couldn’t say no.
“Ok, I’ll go home and change my clothes and I’ll see you around seven then.”
Walter gave me a wink and a swat on my backside and I finished my grocery shopping and went home.
I showered and douched in the event Walter wanted to get into some anal play, but who knows what his motivations were?
As I approached Walter’s front door to his town home, I became a little nervous and my hands became sweaty, my pits were, too, and my mouth went dry. I don’t know why I was so anxious. I’d been in similar situations hundreds of times before.
Walter greeted me with that wicked:smile and invited me inside. He was wearing a black v-neck t-shirt that hugged his frame nicely. I’m sure all those years working in produce helped create his physique. He wore Lucky Brand jeans and now I had an unobstructed view of his round ass and his bulge.
Walter hugged me tightly and groped my ass. “I’m so glad you could come over tonight.”
“Thanks for having me.”, I said sheepishly.
“Can I get you a glass of wine? I’ve got a glass of white going myself but have red if you prefer.”
“No, white is perfect.”
Walter had great taste, I saw him grip the bottle of Santa Margherita and pour it into the wine glass and handed it to me.
“To new friends”, we toasted.
We made small talk as we sipped our wine on the sofa, Walter was a confident man and he was slowly moving closer and closer towards me on the sofa until our knees touched.
“So, do you always fondle your cucumbers before you buy one?”, he asked jokingly.
“Yes, it has to have a certain amount of thickness and be at least a foot long in order to be in the running. I’m very particular about my produce.”
“I’m just going to have to ask you, are you eating these cucumbers or…something else?”
“Walter, you are direct, I’ll give you that. Sometimes I do eat the cucumbers, other times, I don’t.”
“You don’t? Tell me then, what do you do with them?”
Walter poured us a second glass by now and my inhibitions were diminishing with every sip.
“Well, since you asked, and I’m already a little drunk, I’ll tell you. Cucumbers make for a great sex toy. They can be firm, and do a great job stretching my hole out. Also, with just a little coat of grease they slide in and out rather easily.”
“Huh. Wow, I’ll never be able to look at cucumbers the same way again. I’m picturing you now in your back sliding a big fat one up your pussy.”
“Walter, you’re so bad. You’re already picturing me nearly nude pleasuring myself with a cucumber!”
“Fuck yeah, I’d love to see it for real. You know, I happened to bring home a special fat one tonight, if you’re interested to show me exactly how you do it. I want to see your pussy lips stretched and wrapped around it.”
Walter leaned in to kiss me. He tasted of wine and when our lips connected, I melted inside and I knew right then he had me under his spell and I’d do whatever he wanted.
“Yeah, ok, I’ll do it. You got any Crisco? That seems to work well.”
“I do have Crisco, but I also have elbow grease if you prefer?”
“Bring both”, I said as we headed to the bedroom.
Walter laid out some towels on his bed. He sat in a chair across from the bed and watched me strip down to my black Gym jockstrap.
“Wait a minute there. Is your cock in a cage?”
“Yeah, it is, why?”
“That is so fucking hot. Take off your jock, I want to see it!”
I removed the jock and the black Cellmate 3 Cagink Pro was on full display.
“Holy shit! Fucking fantastic!” Walter began to fondle it in his fingers.
“There’s no padlock?”
“No, it’s remote controlled. My Keyholder Jace has the code.”
“That is hot as fuck! I knew when I saw you you were a bottom, but had no idea you were such a faggot. Man, I hit the jackpot tonight. How long you been locked up?”
“Since mid-January for the most part.”
“Fucking, holy hell! I love sissy bottoms. So much fun to play with. Now you are gonna show me something, weren’t you?”
“Yeah, I was. First, I’m gonna grease up this baby”. I dipped my fingers in the elbow grease and spread it all around the cucumber, leaving the bottom portion clean for a good grip.
I placed a pillow behind my head and pulled my legs up. I turned my hips to the chair so Walter had a front row seat to my pucker. First, I dipped a wet finger inside and circled my hole around with it.
“Oh that looks so hot, man.”
Walter was excited to watch me play, which turned me on. I dipped in three fingers now and began to stretch my lips open even more, working my digits into my hole, feeling it loosen up nicely.
“Oh, don’t make me wait. Don’t tease me, come on, let me see how you ride that big pickle!”
I gripped the base of the cucumber in my left hand and brought the other end to my anal ring. I slowly pushed inside and let out a slight moan of delight as the first two inches were inside me. I pulled it back and pushed it back inside adding more inches. This was a wrist-thick cucumber. I took my time working it inside me until the full width had fit inside me comfortably. It was easily gliding up my ass and I began to go faster with it, loudly moaning now as it felt terrific.
I watched Walter pull his shorts down and start jerking his eight inch dick.
I was lost in pleasuring myself and didn’t notice Walter left the room momentarily. When I opened my eyes, he was sitting in the bed next to me. He pushed my hand away and began to fuck me with the cucumber himself.
“You like that, faggot? I can see your little dick leaking!”
“Ohhh fuck yes, I love it”, I blurted.
“I got something else for you. Close your eyes, it’s a surprise!”
Walter pulled the cucumber out and I felt something different push through my hole. It was slightly rougher, and I felt my hole become wider and wider.
“Ohhh fuck, what is it? It’s fucking huge! Oh fuck!!”
Walter stopped for a minute with my hole gaped over this object and he placed a small bottle of poppers into my palm.
“Go on, get a good hit and then I’ll show you what I’ve got up your pussy.”
I took a big hit. Walter pulled the object from my ass. It was that perfect yam he’d shown me at the store. Then he pushed it back inside. With the poppers rush my hole opened well and we were almost to the widest part. Having been fisted on a regular basis helped me stretch wide enough to take it.
“Look at that ass opened up. You must have lots of practice putting large things in your asshole. You take fists?”
“Uhhh huh” I said as I moaned from being fucked by an actual yam. My cock was leaking so much at this point, too.
“Shit, I’m gonna put my fist up your ass! I wanna punch it out so badly!”
Walter pulled the yam out and my hole made all kinds of noises, it was so sloppy and gaping, my lips swollen and flapping.
“Take a hit!”
I took a hit and Walter’s closed fist pushed right inside me, knuckles first, all the way up to his wrist. Walter pulled his hand back out and did it again and again, with each punch my hole expanded further. I inhaled again and that when Walter didn’t hold back and began to give my hole a decent blow out. I had an assgasm along the way and my cock juice dribbled down my cage and down my nuts.
“Fuck me, Walter. I wanna feel your cock up my ass!”
Walter wiped his hand off with a towel and pulled off his shirt. He had a fine body, fuck he did. Walter stroked his hard dick a couple of times. He hovered over me while still on my back, placed my feet on his pecs and pushed inside.
“Oh fuck, that hole is sloppy and warm. Fucking feels so good. I knew I’d be dicking you tonight , faggot. I knew you’d be laying in my bed with my cock buried in your ass!”
Watching Walter’s sex face as he fucked inside me was a sight to behold. He knew how to work his cock to pleasure himself, slowly gyrating his hips on the down stroke. His manhood was thick and hard, and my ass lips enveloped all his inches enthusiastically.
“Oh fuck Walter, you feel so good inside me. I wanna feel you cum. Cum for me baby”
Walter kissed me hard and his hips went into overdrive. Fucking me like a jack rabbit, his breathing became more labored. I wrapped my arms around his strong back and felt his muscles tensing. Walter was breathing heavily into my mouth now.
“Grrr, uhhh, I’m gonna cum, baby!”
Walter kissed me hard again as I felt his cock spraying his seed up my guts. Walter kept fucking me slowly until his balls had emptied.
When he rolled over, his cock was so sloppy, lots of lube mixed with cum. I took a towel and wiped him off then I kissed him.
It was a weeknight so I did need to go home so I thanked Walter for an awesome time. He was sleepy but said he had a wonderful time, too and said I should call him again soon.
I left his place and I’ll tell you, he is someone I could really see myself with. Such a nice guy and dominant in bed, good looking, interesting to converse with. I laid in bed thinking about that and then how Jace would fit into this equation?
