Saturday night, I get home to my apartment around 9 PM, with no plans, and I check the dating app where I've put in my bio that I'm selling my used boxers and jockstraps, thoroughly soaked with sweat and precum after hot days, for 20 euros each. If that turns anyone on, they should DM me directly for a discreet and anonymous deal. Barely logged in, a message pops up: it's Lucas, my downstairs neighbor, clean profile with photos of his lean, muscular body, a thick cock partially visible. He says he saw my ad for the used underwear, that he's really into it, and he suggests coming over to buy one or two pairs. Meet me in 20 minutes at his apartment for more discretion since we're neighbors. My heart races, my dick instantly hardens at the thought of a real-life buyer who's into my dirty clothes. I take a quick shower, shave my smooth balls, oil my body so my ass is ready for anything, and slip into a worn jockstrap that molds to my bouncy buttocks and hard cock. I go down the service stairs so I won't be spotted and knock on his door. He opens it, shirtless in gym shorts stretched tight by a burgeoning erection, the scent of a rutting male hitting me instantly. "I came for your used boxers and jockstraps, show me what you've got," he growls, grabbing my arm and pulling me inside. The door slams, and instead of taking out the money, he slams me against the wall, his mouth crushing mine in a voracious kiss, his tongue probing my throat, saliva dripping onto our chins. His rough hands slide down, pulling my shorts down in one swift motion, exposing my jockstrap soaked with precum. 'Fuck, you're already ready for the sale,' he sneers, groping my ass, a finger forcing its way into my tight hole without warning. I moan, my cock springs from the fabric, and I rip off his shorts: his 22 cm dick, veiny and stiff, slaps against my stomach, the purplish glans glistening. We undress furiously, our naked bodies bumping into each other in the dark living room. He stares at my underwear thrown on the floor—the jockstrap still warm from my ass—and whispers, 'I'll buy them, but first, I'm going to fuck you like a bitch to earn the price.' I kneel, take his thick cock into my mouth, lips stretched, tongue lapping up the salt of his precum before swallowing it all the way to his hairy balls, which slap against my face. He grabs my hair, kisses my throat mercilessly, making me drool and cough, tears in my eyes, until I choke on its length. He pulls me up, spits on his fingers and shoves them into my ass, two knuckles twisting to dilate my sphincter, then three, making me gasp with pain-pleasure. 'You came to sell, but your hole will pay for everything,' he growls, dragging me onto his bed.lying down with its tail erect like a stake.I climb on top, spread my buttocks, and impale myself on his massive glans, feeling my walls stretch around its thickness as it rubs brutally against my prostate. I roll my hips, kissing him wildl ...

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