The Hornyman's Special
Date: 7/11/2019, Categories: Flash Straight Sex, Author: Ping, Source: LushStories
Those words. That subtle aside. It could've been a warning. Maybe it was, but I ignored it and took the bait. It sounded too good. As instructed, I entered from the alley. The city’s lights reflected in morning’s sitting rain which puddled on the asphalt. I was careful where I stepped. Before knocking three times, one slow and two quick, I checked over both shoulders. All's clear. “Sammy sent me,” I said to the two holes in the big head peering through the steel-clad door’s little, barred window. I then handed him the card. That’s all you need. The heavy door swung open and the scariest guy I’d ever seen ushered me in. Squinty eyes. Boxer’s nose. Cauliflower ears. Laboured breath like a bulldog’s. “This way,” he snorted as he led me down a hallway that barely fit his steroid-broadened shoulders. No one got by Bruno. I was told to tip him. Fifteen to twenty if I wanted to live. Any less and I wouldn’t. As we climbed the stairs, I heard the moaning. High pitches. Low grunts. And everything in between. They were more than just sex noises. More than cries of pleasure. They were confirmations of a perverted, and until today, denied life. I was familiar with both. We didn’t talk names, ages, or religion. I’d paid in advance. Upon arrival, I offered Bruno twenty-five, conspicuously avoiding the latter, less attractive option. He nodded, and then opened a door. “Fifteen minutes,” he growled before locking me in from the outside. Four walls. One window. A double bed. And the cutest ...