Monday, January 11, 2016
I rely heavily on sight. Often, not a huge fan of fucking in the dark. I often have a light on or two. Hell, sometimes I have all the lights on. Distracting for some. A feast for me. So I felt crippled in the windowless work van. 25 year-old kid that does some sort of high-end A/V electronics installation for work. At a hotel sharing a room with a coworker so he could only sneak down to his work van to play. One of those white vans that are completely windowless in the back. When he shut the door, the van was pitch black. Couldn't see a damn thing. But I could feel. I felt his ass. I felt him leaning over a box. Felt his hairy crack and the moist hole as he opened up for me. All that was heightened. And the smell. The smell of old cardboard boxes and work grime and that impossible smell of a kid in raw need. Apparently that was sensory overload, cause I came within a few minutes and the minute he felt me loading up his hole, he shot into his underwear. Fuck, now the smell of all that when I pulled out! I was almost disappointed when he opened the door to get out. But he was fulfilled. Distracted for the whole day apparently, as my load slowly leaked out throughout the day to soil his undies as much in the back with cum as it was stained in the front from his own load.