KnotUrAvgGal · 2 hearts · 0 replies

**Demolition After Dark** When I was 18, I spent a summer working for a company that demolished buildings. I got the job through a relative by marriage who wanted to fuck me and also happened to be the boss. He put me in charge of payroll and random administrative shit, which mostly meant sitting in the truck with a laptop, fucking off, watching his fine-ass crew work, and quietly deciding which of them looked fuckable. We traveled to different cities, stayed in hotels, and let the company fund our dinners and bar trips. My work shirt helped me avoid being carded; the boss was the only person who actually knew my age. He made me share his room because he had promised to keep me “safe,” but he was older and always went to sleep early. As soon as he did, I slipped out to drink with the crew and get fucked by whichever man—or men—had caught my attention that night. One night, that was a gorgeous Haitian man with a perfect smile. We made eyes at each other over drinks, and I asked him to walk me back to my room—then deliberately led him to his own instead. The second the door closed, we were all over each other. He was enormous and proudly informed me that all Haitian men were packing. He went down on me before giving me 20 minutes of the roughest, deepest sex I’d experienced. The sheer size sent electricity through me. When it became overwhelming, he'd lean in and embrace me and whisper.. "shh, just let it relax you" -then continued fucking the absolute shit out of me and kissing me whenever I got too loud. His roommate eventually walked in holding a beer, followed by another crew member carrying a bag of weed. Both were men from the crew I hadn’t slept with yet. They saw exactly what was happening and slowly started backing toward the door. My Haitian lover told them they were fine because he was nearly finished. Moments later, he pulled out, finished into the T-shirt he had snatched off, smacked my ass, and disappeared into the shower. The two fresh prospects stood…