It was late one night when I discovered I needed some "must have"
items for the bathroom.
I was in my sweatpants and nothing else...watching tv and didn't
want to dress...so I stepped into my topsiders and threw on my leather
jacket.
It was warmer out then I suspected so I pulled the coat open and
walked thru the streets towards the store.
"Hi" a quiet voice said as another walker said as he approached.
I stopped and looked thinking it was someone I knew. He stopped to.
I realized it wasn't anyone I knew.
"where you headed"
I mumbled something and he asked if I wanted a cool drink since I
looked hot in the leather jacket.
I followed him down two buildings and went into his apartment house
and apartment.
As soon as he closed his door he turned and reached to my bare chest
and we kissed.
I started to take the jacket off.. but he wanted it on.
We rolled on the floor, kissing feeling and groping. His shorts
allowed easy access to his cock and he had a hold of mine thru my
sweatpants.
He was soon naked.. and begging me to fuck him.
He pulled the front of my sweats down and put a rubber on me quicker
then it took me to say "ok".
I fucked and fucked...worrying the neighbors would hear him yelling
for more and for me to fuck him harder.
We both came and he cleaned himself up and took the rubber off my
dick and kissed me some more.....and I left.
I got my stuff from the store and walked towards home.
"Got the time?" A bicyclist had stopped and turned to ask me.
I answered and we talked.
He had on a half length tee shirt and bike pants. I was standing
close enough for him to touch my jacket then my bare belly and then
the crotch of my sweatpants.
He walked his bike to my house and came inside.
He started to strip.. but I asked him not to.. and we attacked each
other kissing, feeling under each others clothes and begging each
other to fuck each other.
I won and soon he was pivoting his body into me.. still wearing his
half length tee shirt and his cock and ball pulled over the top of
his bike pants.
He had pulled my sweatpants off.. but left my jacket on...
He pulled out as his cum was shooting all over my bare torso and
my leather jacket. He licked it off.....
It became a habit...me dressing for the walk carefully and casually
going through different streets to the store.
Sometimes I'd have something important to buy and other times I'd
just pick up anything to justify the trip.
But the walks there and back were always eventful.
As I told a friend of mine, he acknowledged that in my neighborhood
"walking the dog" had become a habit of many.. whether they had a
four legged dog or not.
I don't but who cares.
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