This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this story are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Damn! The store was going to close in two hours and I still hadn't found a suit for my job interview on Monday. The men's shop in this department store was enormous, with racks upon racks of suits and I couldn't find anything that seemed the right size, color, and price. Tired of hearing the scrape of hangars on clothes racks and frustrated, I spun around looking for a salesperson. Fuck, I thought, you can never find one when you want one. Then, I heard a soft, but definitely masculine, accented voice say, "Can I help you, sir?"
I whirled around and caught my breath as I took in the salesman in front of me. Perhaps in his mid-20s, he was tall and slim, fit-looking, with short, dark, wavy hair. His large eyes, set under thick eyebrows, were also dark, almost black, and shiningly liquid. My eyes traveled down, past his full lips, the curve of his smooth, pale caramel-toned neck, down to his very full pants crotch, and back to his name badge: Said Tabet, Sales Manager.
"Sir?"
Brought out of my little reverie by his voice, I said, "Uh. Yes. I'm looking for a suit for a job interview tomorrow."
"Do you know your size, Mr...?"
"Smyth. Alex Smyth. Just call me Alex."
Said smiled, displaying even white teeth. "I'm Said. You look like a twenty-something, so let's get your size down and find something a little hipper for you. You wouldn't want a suit your father would wear."
I laughed. "No, I definitely don't. Actually, I like what you're wearing. It's got a nice fit, and I like the color and the pattern."
"That's a start," Said grinned, "so I'll get your measurements. You have a nice swimmer's build, so you won't be hard to fit. You might need a few minor alterations." He drew out a tape measure from his pocket.
I pretended to wipe sweat from my brow. "I'm glad to hear that. You close in two hours and I really need this suit tomorrow."
Said's luscious lips curled up. "I think we can manage that if you find something you like."
I smiled and thought, I like you just fine.
Said began taking my measurements. As his hands roamed, they seemed to linger a bit longer than strictly necessary. When he measured my waist and hips, his hands brushed my ass more than a few times. He was gorgeous and I was so enjoying the contact that I felt sure I was going to get hard soon. Said moved to my front, and knelt down to take my inseam. I stared at the top of his head, wanting to run my hands through his thick, wavy hair as he worked and press his face to my crotch. My cock began to swell slightly and when Said, still on his knees, looked up, he was face-to-dick with my bulge. His eyes shone and he gave me another little smile as he stood. "Your size begins over here," he said. I trailed him slowly, admiring as much of his slim body as I could through his suit. I stopped behind him, closer than normal, staring at the smooth nape of his neck and breathing in his scent. He turned and bumped against me, both of us apologizing as our eyes locked. Said handed me several beautiful suits to try, and showed me to the changing room. After three or four, I found one I liked and went out to the sales floor wearing it.
"That's very nice on you. A good fit, too. We won't need to do very much to it at all."
"Thanks, Said." I stood in front of the three-way mirror, admiring the suit, as Said adjusted the jacket and trousers. Again, his soft hands roamed over my back as he smoothed out the jacket, and over my ass and legs as he made alteration marks on the fabric. "Can you do the alterations by closing time?"
Said looked at his watch. "I think there's plenty of time. It's been slow today so the tailor doesn't have much to do. You could go out in the mall and have something to eat and come back just before closing. I'll make sure it's ready for you."
"Listen, I really want to thank you for all your help and attention. I haven't had dinner yet, and you probably haven't either. Would you like to have dinner with me? We could try that place across the street. Actually, since I'm new in town, you'd be keeping me from eating alone."
Said's dark eyes sparkled, and he grinned. "That sounds good to me. Very good." His eyes wandered over me, appraisingly, then locked with mine.
I put the suit on my credit card and told Said I'd go make reservations at the restaurant in case they were busy. Said said he'd bag the suit and bring it with him to dinner. A short while later, I was sitting at a table in the restaurant sipping a glass of wine day-dreaming about the feel of Said's milky caramel skin when a now-familiar accented voice said, "Hey there."
I looked up at Said and caught my breath. If possible, he was even sexier. His dark hair was slightly tousled, and he brushed it back with his hand. He wore a short-sleeved polo shirt, which emphasized his defined biceps, and a form-fitting pair of slacks, which did little to hide the large bulge in them. "You changed clothes."
"Yeah, I don't mind working in suits but I like to get out them after work." Said's eyes caught mine and held them. "Don't you like to get out of your clothes and relax?"
Under the table, I felt Said's leg brush against mine, pull away, then press again. I swallowed. I took a gulp of wine to ease the lump in my throat.
The waiter arrived and we ordered our meal. Over dinner, we chatted and traded histories. Said was 27 and had been living in the U.S. for about 10 years. Originally from Morocco, he shared an apartment with his sister. I recounted my rather dull recent past as a law student who did nothing but study, sleep, exercise, and study. I had moved to Washington, DC to start my career after law school. Said couldn't believe I was 34, saying I looked younger. I made a crack about clean living, and we both laughed.
Dinner eventually wound down and ended, but I wanted more time with Said. "Hey, it's still early. Can I interest you in coffee with a view? My apartment has an incredible view of the city. I just live a few blocks away, so it won't take long."
Said answered, "Yes, I'd like that. Your suit's in my car. I can get it and we'll walk to your place, yes? I think I'd like to see your view."
Fifteen minutes later, as music played softly in the background, we were standing in front of the large plate-glass window of my apartment and looking out over the city. "Isn't it spectacular?," I asked. Said was standing so closely behind me I could feel his warm breath against my neck. He pressed against me, and I could feel his big bulge against my ass.
He wrapped his arms around me, and squeezed. "Can we skip coffee? I think I'd rather have something else."
I turned in his arms, and kissed him deeply, then sucked at his full lower lip, before running my tongue against his. As I did, his hands rubbed my back and dropped lower to cup and squeeze my firm, rounded ass. He continued caressing my butt, and I buried my face in his neck. Breathing in his warm, spicy scent, I nibbled gently at his neck, every so often darting up to nip his earlobe with my teeth. Said sucked in air and let it out softly. I slipped one hand between us to squeeze the fleshy tube now stretching down his thigh. Said whispered, "Ohhhh, habibi," as I fingered and rubbed his fattening pole.
Releasing his dick, I turned again in his arms and made to move toward the bedroom. Said refused to break the connection and held me gently from behind, stopping me now and then to grind his cock into my ass, as we stumbled into my bedroom. When we reached the bedroom, he released me and gave me a gentle push onto the bed. I fell face down, and quickly felt Said's weight on top of me. He kissed and licked at my neck and ears while he dry-humped my asscheeks. "So sweet...," he breathed into my ear. I rolled out from under him so that we were face-to-face and I could stare into his handsome, square-jawed face and dark eyes. We kissed two, three times before reluctantly separating. Said stood and slowly began to undress, staring all the while into my eyes. Reclining on the bed, I undid my shoes, pulled off my socks, and set to work on my pants, shirt, and underwear.
By this time, Said was down to his boxer shorts. I greedily drank in the sight of his body. Long and lean, his body was toned and defined without being too muscular. His pale caramel skin was smooth as a baby's, with dark hair dusting his legs and forearms. His chest was hairless, but there was a dark treasure trail beginning at his navel, which disappeared into the top of his boxer shorts. My eyes continued downward to the tan, fat, mushroom-shaped cockhead poking out of the slit in his boxers. Said saw where my eyes were, grinned slyly, and bent slightly to push his boxers down his legs and off. When he straightened, I beheld his very thick, long cock, with that incredibly fat mushroom-head, jutting from the lush dark curls of his bush. Beneath his love lance, a large pair of hairless balls hung low and loose. As I sat open-mouthed on the bead, Said closed the short distance between us, his cock leading the way like a heat-seeking missile. He stopped in front of me, standing between my legs, with his fat, thick kebab only a couple of inches from my face. I watched it bob gently in time with his heartbeat, the wide piss slit glistening slightly with his juice. He nudged it against my lips, clearly indicating what he wanted.
I opened my mouth and stretched my lips around the incredibly fat head. Said hissed softly, then groaned. As I slowly made my way down his thick pole with my mouth, he caressed my head with one hand while playing with my nipples with the other. Gradually, more of Said's cock filled my mouth until I could feel the bulbous, spongy head pushing at the entrance to my throat. Opening my eyes, I could see there were a few more inches to go. Said, now playing with both my nipples, winked at me. "You can do it, habibi. Take a breath through your nose, and suck it down." I did as he said, and my wide-stretched mouth slid further down his big prong until I could feel his pubes brush my lips. Gagging slightly, I pulled off, slurped around his head, dipping my tongue into the slit. Then, I bobbed my head on his spit-slicked staff, taking him deeper into my mouth with each movement, occasionally twirling my head around it. The big, plum-shaped knob glistened with my saliva as I held his cock by the root and flicked my tongue over it again and again. Said cooed above me, and dropped his hands from my head to rub my shoulders as I worked on his fat rod. I reached up and pulled Said down to the bed and he stretched out comfortably. Kneeling at his feet, I spread his legs and inched upwards so that I could get at his egg-sized low hangers. First, I lathed one with my tongue, then the other, nuzzling and licking them. As I sucked on his big balls, I ran my hands over Said's inner thighs and raked them lightly with my nails, drawing more sighs of pleasure from him. I let my attention wander to his soft, muscled inner thighs, which were slightly paler than the rest of him, and licked and gently bit him there. I returned to his big nuts, licking under and around them before drawing them both into my mouth. My cheeks puffed out like a squirrel's as I held both of his large balls in my mouth and swirled my tongue over them.
Said wasn't content to let me have all the fun, and drew me up from his crotch to rest full-length on him. We lay front to front, rubbing our dicks together, as we traded kisses. I licked the tip of his aquiline nose, then dropped my head to his neck which I nibbled mercilessly as he wriggled. We rolled twice on the large bed, coming to rest with our positions reversed and Said on top of me. Panting, he looked into my eyes, smiled crookedly, and whirled around so that he faced away from toward my feet. He threw another smile at me over his shoulder as he lifted my cock to his mouth and began to lick around the head. I sighed contentedly and encircled his waist with my arms, resting my hands on the globes of his luscious ass and pulling the cheeks apart to nose into the valley between them. As Said engulfed my dick in his mouth like a starving man, I alternated between the rich banquet on display: the fresh, winking hole between his cheeks, the low hanging balls, and the long, thick pole below them. Said's sucking technique was incredible, all flutters and nibbles, then incredible deep-throating. I let Said's balls fall from my mouth and sucked in air sharply when I felt the gentle pressure of his teeth followed by intense suction. It was too good and I raked Said's ass and back with my hands. "Ooooh, Said...damn, that's good." I went after his ass with a vengeance, nibbling, chewing, and darting my tongue into the hole. Said moaned around my cock, and wiggled his ass over my face to show his pleasure.
At last, he got off me and rolled me over onto my stomach. Kneeling behind me between my legs, he squeezed and caressed the round globes of my ass. Reaching into a drawer in the nightstand by the bed, I pulled out a bottle of lube and a packet of condoms. I handed the lube to Said, who squirted a bit onto his finger and began to work it into my hole. I sighed deeply as Said repeated this process several more times. He then lowered himself to my back, and rubbed his thick pole in my asscrack, whispering, "Are you ready for me, habibi. I'm ready for you. Can you feel how hard it is for you, habibi?" His shaft felt like a steel rod as it prodded my buttring.
I moaned. "I want it Said, but please go slow. You're big, and it's been a while for me." I handed him the foil packet, and listened to him open it and roll the rubber down the length of his cock. I scooted out from under him, and gently pushed him onto his back. Straddling him while grasping his love staff, I aimed it at my hole and slowly sat down on it. Said smiled at me, wriggled his eyebrows, and clasped his hands behind his head. His gesture clearly indicated I should take my time and get comfortable on his shaft. I grimaced slightly as the big head popped into my ass, stretching the tiny nether ring wide. Pausing to catch my breath, I eased down a bit more, fully ensconcing the big mushroom-helmet in my ass. Said, who'd been playing with my nipples, gently thrust upward with his hips and I gasped as a few more inches of thick Moroccan cock invaded my ass. I opened my eyes to look down at Said, who grinned crookedly and playfully shrugged his shoulders as if to say, I couldn't help it. I smiled and licked my lips as I continued my downward descent on Said's long, fat staff. My widely-stretched fuckhole finally hit bottom, and I reached back to tickle Said's big balls and roll them in my fingers.
Now that his big cock was firmly embedded in my tunnel, Said grabbed handfuls of my ass and began to slowly pull me up and down on his fat pole. I moaned and sighed at the feel of his thickness inside my chute as it moved in and out. "Yesss, Said, that's it. Nice and slow, I love it like that." He gave me long, slow strokes as I flexed my ass around his cock.
"You want more, habibi? Hmm? I think you want more, yes?"
"Oh, yes, I want more, lots more. Fuck me, Said, ride my ass like it belongs to you."
"It does belong to me, habibi. You feel my big cock in your ass? You like that? It's stretching you out, filling you up, making you mine. I think it's time for me to show you."
Said pushed me off his pole, stood next to the bed, and positioned me on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. Moving in behind me, he spread my legs a bit wider, then I felt that fat mushroom of his pressing against my bull's-eye. As he eased inside, we both groaned. He withdrew, pushed in again, then withdrew again, teasing my hole with the big spongy head of his cock. Grabbing my waist firmly, he thrust deeply inside me, forcing a whimper of pain-pleasure from me. He held himself deep inside me, and his pubes rubbed deliciously against my ass lips as he stirred his cock around inside me. I squeaked softly as he changed his angle and began to jab me with his big dick from side to side. Then, he resumed the tantalizingly slow withdrawals and re-entries. His big balls swung back and forth against the back of my thighs as Said pummeled my ass from behind, rotating his hips as he pulled his Arab love rod out of my ass then punched it back in. My butthole gaped and I could feel air rush in when Said pulled out of my channel with a wet sucking sound. Gently pushing me onto my back, Said climbed onto the bed, his huge cock waving like a flagpole, and pulled my legs onto his broad shoulders. He grinned wickedly at me as he held my ankles in each hand and edged forward, his big rod nosing into my hole like a bloodhound. With a little push of his hips, the fat head of his pole again sank unaided between my cheeks and drilled a path for the rest of his thick tool. I craned my head to Said, who covered my mouth wetly with his as he crammed his big dick deep into me. My hands glided over his sweaty back to rest on his firm ass, and I squeezed and kneaded his cheeks as he pumped into me. Said's large nuts slapped rhythmically against my cheeks as he plunged into me again, my ass squishing and sucking wetly as he gave me more and more of himself. Said became more heated and fevered, driving himself into me as I moaned and shuddered each time his fat knob butted against my prostrate. Pre-cum leaked from my cock, which was mashed between us and rubbing with delicious friction against Said's treasure trail. Said growled deep in his throat when I inserted my middle finger into his clenching anus, and he let my ankles fall from his shoulders and dropped full on me. With Said's head buried in the crook of my neck, I hooked my legs around his waist and rested my heels on his cheeks. He murmured in Arabic in my ear and reached beneath us to grab each of my ass globes in his hands as he continued to pile drive me into the bed. My head banged against the headboard as Said thrust and stirred, thrust and stirred.
"Ohhhhh, I'm going to shoot, habibi. You want me to cream your ass?"
I gurgled with pleasure. "Yesss, I want you to cum. Cum for me, Said, shoot it for me."
Said groaned deeply and re-doubled his thrusting, then reached back for my legs and grasped them in his hands, as if he wanted to make me into a wishbone. His log and fat balls were a blur as he humped into me. My own hand was slipping quickly over my cock as I jerked in time to Said's short, jabbing thrusts. "Oh! I'm cumming, baby," I yelled as I shot ropes of come into the air to land on my chest.
The fat cock in my ass drove me deep into the bed as Said called out, "Yes! Here it comes, I'm shooting for you!" I squeaked and groaned as he jackknifed into me, as if he were trying to stuff his huge balls inside me with his big meat, then stiffened. He seemed to come forever, jerking several times as if struck by lightening.
Panting heavily, he opened his eyes and stared down at me. After kissing me tenderly several times, Said whispered, "Habibi, this was the best of my life. Will I get to see you some again?"
I chuckled. "If I can get this kind of service, damn sure will."
THE END