Who is Alex Lawd? Alex Lawd is a character made my Drake. He is a 18 year old boy that goes around, looking for his fix of dick. He's just a normal boy that has a dirty side. Follow this gay boy on his adventures.
-All words are Drake Sky's own. The character is not based on anyone in particular. The 'ALEX LAWD' stories are all short.-
I spotted him as soon as I walked into the room. My heart flipped over and my dick jumped against my jeans.
I had decided to visit the local pub in my town for a drink. I needed one after the hassel I'd been having with my ex.
Gosh, he's a dick head! But a great fuck...
I leant against the bar, making sure my butt stuck out just enough to look sexy but not too 'try-hard'.
He was just sat there. Laughing with his friends. One a boy, looked like a twat, and a girl.
Better not be his girlfriend!
But I'm not worried. I've seduced a lot of 'straight' boys before. I'm sure I can seduce him, even if it's only for a night.
He's the perfect boy for me. He looked my age, maybe a little older. Short, brown hair, that looked like it hadn't been brushed since he woke up. Soft face, but a good shape to it. The usual, youthful face. Muscles. That's what I noticed about him. Strong arms, big chest, thick thighs.
I bet he's hiding a big, meaty one there for me.
I became alert as he stood up. He walked towards the toilets. He caught my eye and smiled.
Perfect.
I watched him walk in, then casually strolled to the door.
There he was. Stood by the urinals. His hands by his zipper. I could see his piss hitting the metal. My dick shot up. That's one of my fetishes. Piss.
'Alright?' He said casually.
His voice. So sexy. Rough, but smooth at the same time. Deep and manly.
'I'm alright.' I said, making my voice sound irresistable.
A flicker on his face made me confident. This guy was gay, I could just tell. My gaydar was spinning.
I stood by him, and took out my dick, letting him get a glimpse. I started to piss, and rubbed my leg. I could see him glancing every now and then.
He stopped, and zipped up his jeans. He coughed, trying to sounds gruff. He went to wash his hands.
Time to make a move.
I walked to his back, and started to rub my hands against his ass. His strong, muscled ass. He stopped, but didn't move away.
'How about you meet me somewhere outside?' I asked.
He turned to me, and looked me in the eyes. I brushed my hand against his crotch, and felt something hard and throbbing. This is what I like.
'Where to?'
'Meet me in the car park. We can take it from there.' I said, giving him one last rub on the crotch.
