📘 Before you ask (Part 3)

Seeing his muscular body made me worry about my own body. So I decided to start going to the gym to try to build muscle and I signed up for a gym near campus. 

I started working out 3-4 times a week, while still meeting with him at least 3 times a week. 

“Are you free today at 4pm? “

I answered yes, as usual, and went to pick up his load. Once I got home, I worked on my classes for a bit, then headed to the gym. 

I was working out, absorbed in my own thoughts, with music in my ears when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was him. I was really surprised to see him there. He was apparently surprised too and asked me if I had been coming here for a long time. I told him I had just started.

“Oh, right! That’s great! “

He then came up to my ear and whispered

« Do you still have it? ” 

– “What?”

What I gave you two hours ago, is it still in you?

-“Oh, yes!”

He looked very satisfied, wished me a good workout and continued on doing his stuff. 

I couldn’t help but watch him train, he was hot as hell. He was with 2-3 other gym buddies, all Arab, and I guess, also all completely shaved, from what I could see. 

I was still doing my cardio when he contacted me

Knowing you still have my cum inside you and seeing you move really turned me on, come to my place in 30 minutes, ok?

I’ve said yes. He left the gym with his buddies, I went to take a shower and headed straight to his place. 

I was waiting for him, hands on the wall, as usual, when he said

No, lay down, I don’t want my first cum to come out while I’m inside you

So I lay down, he penetrated me, he fucked me, he pulled out and left. 

We continued to see each other quite often at the gym, in addition to our regular meetings. 

At the gym he would talk to me, smile at me, joke with me, it was great. When we met at his house, he would sometimes check to see if I was clean-shaven, but most of the time he would just penetrate me, shoot his cum in me quickly without really fucking me, and then leave without really talking. Both situations were great! 

One day I got a message from him:

I can’t meet you this week, so book me for next Monday at 9pm, it will be special

I was happy to see that he was finally communicating with me, and I was also pretty excited to know why the next time had to be “special”. 

On Monday, I got ready and went to his house. I was waiting in the hallway with my hands on the wall and my pants down, ready to take his load when he said:

No, come into the bedroom, keep only your underwear on and get on the bed, on your 4!

I was surprised, but I did as he asked. 

He penetrated me doggy style, and once he was balls deep inside me, he whispered: 

Do you know why today is a special day?

-“No, I really have no idea… ” 

Well, I’ve looked at all the messages we’ve sent since we started talking together, and in a few moments, I’m going to breed you for the 100th time!

I never imagined that we had met so many times before, but knowing this really excited me. 

While telling me this, he started to slowly move his cock inside me, and I quickly felt him release all of his juice deep inside me. Once he finished unloading, he stayed inside me, and unlike all the previous times, he continued to move slowly inside me. 

Do you like having my Muslim juice inside of you?

-“Hell yes!” 

Then let me give you a second load!

I could feel his cock getting hard inside me again, and he slowly started to fuck me pretty hard.

He was fucking me really well, but it was going on for a long time, too long for me, and I couldn’t help but moan from time to time. 

Shut up! Do you want my second load?

-“Fuck yes.”

You’re a fucking slut, open your hole baby, let me inject my Arab babies deep into you!

 He continued talking to me like this for 5 minutes, making me beg him to unload into me. 

He finally did. For the first time, I could hear him screaming as he filled me, and his second load seemed to be even bigger than the first.

Once he finished breeding me, he stayed inside of me. I could still feel his cock inside, slowly going soft, he was all sweaty and breathing loudly. 

Well… That was the 101st load you took from me! I wanted to tell you … I’m glad we met… You know, I… I… Well, I… No … Well, I’ll breed you again tomorrow.

I felt he wasn’t telling me everything, but I had gotten used to it. He slowly pulled back, told me I had to leave and he went to the bathroom.

I got dressed, left and went home with both of his loads inside me.