I was with my wife and kids in Florida at a nice hotel on the beach for winter break a couple years ago. Whenever I travel I download Grindr to see if anyone happens to be in the area or even better, at the same hotel.

Well, while cruising Grindr whenever I was able to (while family is getting dressed or if I’m in the bathroom etc), I found one guy who was in my hotel. Got to talking with him for a bit on and off and he finally told me he works at the hotel as a maintenance man. He said he would love to come to my room and suck me off sometime while my family wasn’t there. I was tempted, but was too nervous to share my room info with him since I was with everyone. If I was traveling alone on biz or something then I totally would’ve.

I kept chatting with him on and off and then one day while we were all at the pool and beach he told me to go to the bathroom on the 2nd floor by the conference rooms as it’s empty and nobody there and stalls were extremely private. So I told my family that I was running in to use the bathroom and I’ll be right back.

I went in and went to the bathrooms he said but he was not there yet so I sat in the hall area on the couches and then a couple mins I saw a maintenance guy come walking around pretending to check on a couple items. We both gave each other a look and I walked into the bathroom and went to a stall. The stalls were 100% private with fancy full doors on each one and full floor to ceiling walls on all sides. I heard him come in and I cleared my throat so he knew which stall I was in. He came in to my stall and I locked the door. He dropped to his knees and started sucking my rock hard shaft like and expert. Licking my balls and shaft and even turned me around, bent me over and licked my ass while stroking me. He went back to slurping my hard shaft and when I was about to cum, I went behind me and gave me a reach around and finished stroking me as I shot thick rope after rope of my cum all over the floor. He was amazed at how much cum I shot. I told him how badly I needed that which he agreed it seemed like I did. I was about to clean up and he said not to worry about it, he’ll clean it up.

The next day I was in line in the am to get my family coffee as they got ready for the day and I saw him walk by. He looked at me and kept walking, so I got out of line and followed him into another bathroom and he sucked me off again and this time swallowed every drop I fed him.

He sucked me off 2 more times while I was on vacation. Worked out perfectly as wifey would never put out while with everyone.

Gotta love traveling. Hehe

My roommate and I used to be Jobuds, like we watched porn and jerked off. We both have huge cocks so we enjoyed it. One night after a party we got back to the room and decided to jerk. So we started the porn got naked on the couch and started jerking. After a few minutes I was paying more attention to him than the porn. He noticed and asked if I wanted to stroke him.I did, and before I knew it, I was on the floor between his legs stroking his cock. He asked me to open my mouth and so I did. He put his cock in my mouth and I started to suck it. After a few seconds he started cumming on my face. Since then it became a regular thing and we both like it. You can dm me if u want to discuss it or if u think u have a huge one feel free to send me

(I am M29 but at the time of this story I was 21)

I used to meet up with an older (48) dominant man when I was still in university and openly exploring everything sex. He was a genuinely nice guy who worked in the city I studied in and had his own apartment not too far from my campus. I used to search the apps from time to time between lectures and one day I got a message asking if I fancied a quick meet. Unfortunately I was about to enter a lecture and so passed up on his request and told him maybe another time.

We didn’t message each other again for a few weeks before he tried his luck once again. This time I was free, so I said why the hell not I’d come and suck him and head back to uni labs straight after. He wasn’t keen on sucking in return but he then asked if I had pissed much today. Now, Im like that’s a weird question to ask someone who’s coming round to suck your cock but I answered anyway.

Went round to his apartment, he buzzed me up and asked if I could just wait on the sofa while he finishes up a work call. Of course I was fine with this, sat on his sofa checking out his place and grabbing my cock through my jeans in anticipation. The first meet was good fun, simple blow and go kinda thing. He had a nice cock, good size and neatly groomed with massive balls which were fun to play with.

I needed to piss before I headed back to uni and so he showed me the toilet but asked if he could watch. I was like, sure I’m still horny as I’ve not cum yet so I’m down for that. As I start, he starts moaning and heavy breathing while flopping his soft cock around in his hand. We had a bit of a laugh about it and I left.

About 2 hours later I get a message from him saying thanks for the meet and how sexy it was to watch me piss. He proposed that we meet up again, me with a full bladder and try to fuck the piss out of me. I was like, man that’s way too forward way too quick for me and so I said thanks but no thanks. I don’t message for weeks despite his attempts at small talk, until one morning I’m horny as fuck I think fuck it let’s have a go. I message, let’s do it.

He’s out at a work meeting for a few days so no can do… ah great well at least I tried. Fast forward a few days and he’s back, blowing up my inbox to get this arranged. We set a day and time at the weekend.

I go round pretty uncomfortable to be honest as I’ve not relieved myself in a few hours, but we get down to business. Sucking, wanking etc but the time comes to have him fuck me. No word of a lie, after a few minutes easing in and building up the pace he starts to hammer my ass like I’ve never felt before. I can’t control myself in that moment and involuntarily start to piss all over his bed. He’s absolutely loving it, starts to pound deeper and harder while I empty my bladder. It’s the weirdest feeling and I can’t tell if I like it or not, still to this day don’t know if I did 😂

In all the excitement he pulls his cock out of my ass in a hurry and explodes all over my back. Then pushes me out of the way and dives into the puddle on his bed. Tells me to leave him alone for a moment and clean myself up. I stand in the bathroom, now hard but confused about what just happened and wank my own load out before trying to wipe all his cum off my back.

I go back in the bedroom and he’s taking the sheets off the bed to clean. He’s post nut now, and so am I which means things were a little awkward - so he offered me a drink and asked me to leave. I got back to my uni flat, check the app we used and he had blocked me. Never messaged again, I never attempted to either.

Check my profile for the story so far.

Laying on my bed, phone in hand, I was beyond horny at this point. Every touch of my dick sent waves of sensation up and down my body. My mind was racing, and I had no idea how to respond to that disappearing photo.

I wanted to send something back, but what? He’s straight – why the fuck would he want a nude of me? A compliment, that’d be fine. Let him know it’s not weird, but don’t let him know I wished it wasn’t a disappearing photo.

“Damn bro,” I typed back. “You look great.”

“Thanks,” he said. “Want another beer?”

I was wide awake again at this point. “Sure,” I said.

I pulled on some sweats and tucked my still raging hardon into the waistband. I threw a sweater over myself to hide it and headed downstairs. As I sat down he put a can of beer on the coffee table for me and grinned. I could tell he was more than a little buzzed.

“Guess I’m pretty drunk,” he laughed.

“Haha yeah,” I said. “Don’t sweat it bro. No big deal.”

“You didn’t screenshot it did you?”

“Nah, you can’t. Stop worrying. It’s all good.”

He sat down next to me on the couch, back in boxers and a t-shirt. I could tell he was a little chubbed, but didn’t want him to catch me looking.

“There are so many of my dick pics out there,” I said. “I’m long past worrying about it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

His eyes went back to the TV, and for a while we said nothing.

“Aren’t you worried someone will see them though?”

“What?”

“Your dick pics or whatever.”

“Who would see them?”

“I dunno if they made it back somehow, or got posted on the internet.”

“I literally don’t think about it,” I said. “Who cares?”

He gave a little laugh. I was feeling buzzed again, so I took my phone from the side of the sofa.

I selected a mirror pic I took recently of me on my knees, legs spread, hard dick in my hand, tongue out. I liked this nude, it showed off my abs and my dick looked big in it. It made me feel submissive and powerful at the same time. I added text to it: “See? Who cares?” and sent it as a disappearing pic to Rob.

He was looking at the TV, and went for his phone when it buzzed.

“Bro! Haha! Jesus Christ!” He put his phone face down on the side of the couch.

“Now we’re kinda even,” I said. He whacked me on my arm.

“Jesus christ,” he sighed.

He picked his phone up again. “Jesus, look at you.”

“Ok ok that’s enough,” I laughed, batting my hand over his phone.

A thought passed through my mind: his dick is right there, beneath that thin fabric, behind that one tiny button. I realized I was still super hard.

Just then the front door opened. Dad was home. I threw myself back to where I was sitting on the couch and drew my legs up to me. We said hi to Dad and made some smalltalk. Rob didn’t seem to care that his semi was kinda visible in his shorts, and he just sat there legs spread wide open like it was nothing. Dad was pretty drunk but not too bad, and took himself up to bed.

“Probably going back to his Japanese videos,” Rob said.

I laughed. “Ugh yeah.”

“Might do the same, I’m pretty beat.”

“Oh, OK,” I said. “Yeah I guess I should go to bed. Night bro.”

“Night.”

I left him downstairs. He seemed pretty insistent on ending the night there so I went to bed, leaving my phone on charge on my nightstand.

The things that had happened since he came home were rushing around my mind. The sight of him sprawled out on the couch especially. His fat dick straining at the thin fabric of his boxers. Fuck, was I really this hot for my own brother?

I realized I wasn’t going to get to sleep without jerking off. As I started touching myself, my phone buzzed.

It was Rob. “Dad’s computer keeping you up? Lol”

“Lol nah,” I said. “You can’t hear me can you?”

“Why what you doing?”

“😇”

“Horndog lol.”

"😇"

Maybe I was a horndog. It felt uncontrollable in that moment. I went to my bedroom door and quietly opened it a crack. Snoring from down the hall. Dad was out for the count. My cock was throbbing in my underwear, the fabric sending electricity up and down my legs with every step.

I’d been a teenager in this house, so I knew how to move around it without making any noise. It took me barely four silent steps to reach the top of the stairs. From there I was basically in the living room – barely a few feet from the couch where I imagined Rob was lying.

I stopped, breathing as lightly as I could. I strained my ears to listen out in the dark, beyond Dad’s snoring. It seemed quiet. I took another step forward and sat on the top step. My cock was painful in my shorts, I had to lift the waistband and partially expose myself. There was a cold spot of precum against my balls that focused my attention wonderfully.

I listened out again. There was a barely audible, rhythmic sound coming from below. It was fast. Fuck, I thought my horniness was gonna tip me over the edge. I balled my hands into fists, determined not to touch myself. The more I listened out, the more certain I was. Rob was jerking off down there. Just a short distance away. If I went a few more steps down I’d be able to see him. But I stayed where I was. His dick was out, exposed, in the same air I was breathing. That was enough. Fuck.

I couldn’t resist any longer. I leaned back, hooked my waistband under my balls, and wrapped my hand around my raging cock. As I started, slowly, silently, twisting and pumping, waves of pleasure rushed up and down my body. I’d never needed to cum so much in my life.

Below me, Rob’s breathing started to get heavier. The sound of him pumping his cock got louder, faster. His breath hitched. “Fuuu–“ I heard him whisper, as the sounds stopped and he took one, two, three heavy breaths, before sighing. This sent me completely over the edge. It was so hard to stay quiet, but I shot rope after rope of silent cum up my chest. I heard a drop land on the carpet somewhere behind me. The warm wet fabric of my tshirt started sinking onto my chest as my cum soaked through it.

I lay there for a second, straining my ears even harder to try and hear what Rob was doing. He cleared his throat, and a twist of fear tensed my stomach. Then I heard him get up and go into the kitchen.

Taking my chance, I got up as quietly as I could with one hand and my entire chest soaked in cum, and gently closed my bedroom door behind me. Holy shit.

It was maybe the hottest, perviest thing I’d ever done.

Once I’d cleaned up I checked my phone one last time before going to sleep. A text from Rob, sent a minute after my last reply to him. It just said: “Me too 😜”

Link to Part 2 & Part 1.

Everyone involved is 18+.

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He laid there obediently with spit on his face and my hand around his throat. My jaw was clenched, veins popping on my temple. I would’ve been rougher if he were not a virgin. But tearing his hole and having him bleed around my cock would have definitely freaked him out.

“Scream into it.” I ordered and he nodded, hastily, begging me to enter already. So I did. I pressed the head into his velvet hole and it twitched, spreading just a little. So hungry to be fucked, his boy cunt practically clawing at my cockhead to fuck it.

I shoved in just a few inches, letting my cock head be swallowed by his cunt and fuck, it was like the tightest tunnel of flesh. His ass clamped down on my meat, his soft, unused walls massaging it like his life depending on it.

“NNNHHH,” The loud muffled moan from him, whorish, even sluttier than his sister’s.

“Doesn’t sound fake to me.” I laughed, and as expected, his cunt was tightening around my cock the more I humiliated him. “You jealous, fag? This is what your sister was getting while you slept with your hand on your dick. Lucky boy, it’s finally your turn. Fucking family of sluts.”

I dug my fingers into his thighs, pulling him against me and thrusting forward until half of my cock was into his boy pussy. “Oh, fuck.” I groaned, throwing my head back. And in an instant, I shoved the rest of my meat into him too. His back arched, a louder muffled moan trying to come out but stopped by the underwear gag in his mouth. His legs were trembling, tears forming into his eyes again.

I pushed him back, getting on the bed myself, directly into the mating press position. His legs pushed back to either side of his head, ass open and ready to be plowed into. I was so deep in him, the head of my cock rubbing his prostate ever time I moved. His legs were shaking, his cock twitching like it was about to cum again.

His body started shaking with his bed when I started thrusting. The lower half of his body had completely given up to my control, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as his moans turned into pants. I was jackhammering into him, battering his prostate and groaning a constant string of ‘fuck’s as I felt my cock in his guts. My heavy balls were clapping against his ass. “FUCK!” I screamed it and he followed with a moan that was almost a cry, his 5 incher shooting water ropes of cum over my abs.

I loosened the grip on his neck and he wheezed, inhaling more of my musk in the process before I pulled my cock out of him, his hole making a wet pop, now gaping. He let out more whimpers, begging me to put it back in. I put my cock on his, feeling myself get closer. “Watch now.” I said to him, my chest rising and falling. I had plowed him good. I watched his eyes move down to our cocks, a tear running down his cheek and into his gag.

I started cumming, the tip of the condom inflating quicky as my thick sperm flooded in. Swelling up. I came a lot, and I watched Theo’s eyes go wide at the sight of the thing bloating up. I reached to his mouth and pulled the gag out of his mouth. He quickly breathed through his mouth and coughed.

“Put it back in. Please.” His cockiness, or whatever was left of it, was gone now. He was begging, such a sight to witness.

I took the condom off my cock, leaving the wet rod of my semi hard meat throb and leak some more cum. I pressed the edges of the mouth of the condom close.

“Turn around.” He did as I said, getting into a doggy position, his hole so hungry that it was almost funny. He was calling me slurs not long ago and now his hole couldn’t go a few seconds without being plowed by my dick. I got on my knees and pressed my cock to his hole again, feeling myself starting to get hard again.

I pressed the warm condom to his face, rubbed it over his lips. “You want it, fag?”

“Yes. Yes.” He replied instantly, “Please.”

“Make me cum again in 5 minutes and you’ll have it.” I said before stuffing his gaping hole again. “Get to work.”

He was whimpering like a bruised little slut, making me wonder how he would do if I went harder on him. But that was for another day. I let him feel the warm, cum filled balloon against his face as he began thrusting his ass backwards, stabbing himself with my cock. He was slow at first, letting me feel the whole depth of his boy cunt. It was so fucking warm, I felt like my cock was burning in the best way possible.

“Faster, bitch. Don’t tell me you’re all bark.”

“Fuck, yes. Yes, fuck me.” He tried to sound like a slut in a porn video. It was funny, I chuckled and he got embarrassed, shutting up immediately. I couldn’t see his face but his ears were red.

“Don’t be embarrassed.” I leaned down, wrapping my arm around his neck and pulling him up, bringing his head near mine. “I like boys who try.” And that was true. Him trying, on his first time, was good enough. I put my hand on his cheek, turning his head before kissing him, long and slow. Then I started working again, pulling out and plowing into him in a constant rhythm, feeling him moan into my mouth. I was stone hard again in just a few seconds, his ass clamped hard on my cock and milking me perfectly.

I pulled his head back into position, breaking our kiss before thrusting into him like a ram. I felt his legs immediately lose all strength but I held him up with my other arm around his waist. My abs were flexing against his back and my balls were pressed to his as I reached the deepest point of his virgin ass right as I felt the cum rush through my shaft.

I shoved the filled condom into his mouth, letting go of the opening and feeding him a mouthful of cum right as my cock erupted loads deep into his cunts. Flooding both of his holes with my seed at once while I held his barely standing body up. He gagged when the runny load ran down his throat but he swallowed pretty well for a newbie.

I immediately let go of his neck and waist, his body falling down on the bed. He wasn’t moving his legs and his ass was poking out, gaping hole leaking my second load while the corners of his mouth was stained with my first load. I crashed down next to him, spooning him from behind as he was on his side. I was in a much better condition than him, obviously. We were both panting and sweaty but he was moving his tongue in his mouth, scraping all the cum sticking to the inside of his mouth, throat struggling to get used to the density.

“How’d you like it?” I asked with a smug grin and he gave me a side eye, still breathing heavy. I touched his waist and he leaned into it. Looked like he didn’t hate it. I flipped him over to his back and lazily grabbed his nipple in my mouth. My bearded chin was scratching his chest while I sucked on his tit. He let out a few little whimpers.

We laid there for like half an hour. I was starting to get hard again sucking on his tit but I decided to go easy on the guy. Soon, I was off the bed and about to get dressed up.

“Can I keep this?” He grabbed my underwear before I could and I laughed.

“You’re the biggest fag on the planet, bro.” I started putting on my shorts instead.

“So are you.” He replied snarkily, but happily took my underwear for himself. We both got dressed soon, put the lube back and set the bed. We heard a car pull up outside the house. His sister, of course. He was back on the couch in the living room and I was leaving with my helmet when she came in.

“Hey. Just came over to grab the helmet.” I said, and she smiled, saying something along the lines of “No problem, yada yada.”

I wondered if the smell in the room would be enough to tell her that her brother had my kids buried into his boycunt right now while he sneakily sniffed my boxers on their couch.

I definitely planned on teaching him more at some point.

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Seeing how I'm stuck at work and bored I figured I'd tell you guys about my latest gay experience. A few months back I sucked off one one my wife's co workers because she had asked me to. Well one day he had showed up to our house unannounced with a friend he said he was there to talk to my wife she wasn't home. So I told them to come in and wait for her. I sent her a text telling her that she had two coworkers at the house. She replied with that she would be home in 10 or 15 minutes. So we are hanging out in the living room waiting for her to get home. When her one coworker brings up the fact that the last time we saw each other I was sucking his cock. I instantly got red. The other guy that was with him asked if I gave good head. As to where he replied yea it wasn't bad. The other guy commented and said it had been awhile since he had has a bj. We all kinda laughed and I said same here. The coworker that I had sucked off before said that I should give his friend a bj. Before I could say anything his friend was unzipping his pants. I had laughed and said it was a one time thing. Then I saw his cock and it almost instantly made me hard in my chastity cage. After some talking I was on my knees sucking his 8 inch cock with his friend sitting next to us. At some point in time he had pulled his cock and was jerking off. I was just getting into a good rhythm when my wife walked in. She smiled and said that didn't take long. She had told me since I had 2 hard cocks in need to take care of them both. So I started switching between the 2 and it wasn't long before the first guy came I switch over to the other guy and after a few minutes he came also.

I have this worship kink with sexting I just love being worshipped and Called daddy but one time had someone call and suck a dildo and it got me harder than any porn dms open

I M20 am fairly new to my sexuality. I was raised conservatively and never really thought about guys until I was approached and made a move on. I never ended up doing anything with the first guy, but it opened the door to thoughts, then porn, and now, finally, I’m pretty slutty and I love to please.

My favorite interaction so far is hitting on this guy at a B-Dubs. He was so hot and he had all the signs of being gay. I bought him a beer, flirted, and then, after 15 minutes of fucking around, he was face fucking me in the bathroom stall.

Still hard thinking about it, but no woman ever made me that adventurous and turned on, so maybe I’m fully gay.

This is a true story about me (m20) and my straight best friend (m18). For purposes of the story names have been changed. I’m Kyle and he’s Caleb, Cal for short. This took place years ago, so dialogue is recreated from memory.

We had flown around each other’s circles for years — his dad led worship at the church my family went to. We went to different middle schools, but were both in our high school’s top choir, in the same section.

Cal and I quickly became best friends, thick as thieves. I was out at the time and our friends always joked about our “bromance.” He, unfortunately for me, was straight as an arrow, and over the years I would hear of Cal’s many escapades.

One day in the fall of senior year, I confessed my feelings to him — exactly how a young queer man would feel about his straight best friend.

A quick aside for descriptions. Cal and I are both white. While I wouldn’t call myself out of shape, I don’t work out, even then. I had a little bit of pudge. About 6 feet tall. I’ve got what would best be described as dirty blonde hair, but I maintain that I’m a redhead. Cut 6” dick. Cal was blonde — he and his siblings all had the lightest, blondest hair. While he didn’t do sports in high school, he was very fit and active, super skinny with abs for days, and strong as hell, despite being a few inches shorter than me.

We started smoking together after my senior year of high school, and although my attraction to him never subsided, I managed to cope (especially through several pics I had of his abs).

Cut to the December of my sophomore year of college. I’m back home and we’re making music together. One day his dad asks us if we’ll play with the worship band for a service at his church, and we jumped at the opportunity to do so.

Service went well, and that evening we’re back at my house to hang out. We usually would watch one of our favorite shows, play smash bros, and get high. We had talked for weeks before about trying molly, and I found a plug and bought us some. We decide to flip in celebration of a “gig well done.”

We take the molly and start playing smash bros. Now I’ve never flipped before, so it was a whole new experience for me.

“Hey Cal I’m kinda feeling really sensory right now. Like I wanna touch stuff. Is that normal?”

“Yeah man, I’ve done molly a couple times and when I do, I love to just zone out and pet one of our dogs.”

“Oh shit, that sounds awesome. Is it weird that I kinda wanna cuddle?”

“Not at all, let’s do it.”

So we put some music on and laid down on the floor of my basement and started cuddling. He was on his back, I was on my side facing him, a hand on his chest.

I’m really feeling good as a result of the drugs, and just start rubbing my hand up and down his chest, really enjoying the texture of his t-shirt and the definition of his pecs and abs.

He turns to me, “Hey man I’m starting to feel really warm. You mind if I take my shirt off?”

Trying not to drool already, “yeah bro, make yourself comfortable.”

He sits up for a second to take his shirt off, then readjusts himself before laying back down. A very defined chest with very little hair. I’ve seen him shirtless before but never this intimately. I run my hand along his abs, really feeling the peaks and troughs.

I turn back to his pecs and start playing with his nipples, getting them hard, pressing them, just feeling them. We’ve never done anything like this but we’re both feeling good.

After a bit of this he asks “hey can you give my nipples a rest? They’re really sensitive right now.”

“Mhm,” I say as I return to his abs. These sexy gutters have me a little hard, and I kinda want to test the boundary. After all, if we both feel this good from just chilling and cuddling, what would it feel like to cum, while high on molly?

So I start to be a little more adventurous. As I’m rubbing my hand up and down his chest, I let it start drifting lower. I slip my pinky underneath the waistband of his sweats and boxers. I can feel the smooth ridge underneath, right at the bottom of his lowest abs. We look at each other briefly but say nothing. I dare a little lower, keeping my hand still on his abdomen but my pinky is drifting lower. I can feel long, coarse pubes underneath the pad of my finger. But I haven’t felt, let alone seen, his cock yet.

I’m so fucking high at this point, chasing dopamine, just immersed in the texture of my best friend’s body.

I get bolder and start including his pubes in the area of his body I’m running my hand over. I love the difference in texture between his smooth chest and hairy groin.

I feel his dick stir against my hand, my pinky’s just at the base of his member. He’s definitely as hard as I am right now. I can see him tenting a little bit. At this, I gasp lightly.

Suddenly he sits up. I quickly withdraw my hand, afraid I’ve done something wrong. Does he regret letting me go this far? He’s got a girlfriend, after all.

“Stay right here, I just have to use the bathroom. Can I steal your phone? I wanna send my good night streaks on snap.”

I toss him my phone and lay down, a tornado of anxiety whirling its way through my head. Thoughts of what the fuck just happened? What did I do, have I ruined our friendship? I swore I’d put our friendship over my feelings, what if he never wants to talk to me after what just happened?

I’m so wrapped up in my anxiety I don’t hear the toilet flush or the door open.

“I saved a pic on your phone, it’s a little treat for you. For later.” He lays back down and my anxiety washes away, replaced by sheer confusion of what that meant.

“Lay back down, continue where we left off,” and at his command I’m back to feeling him up. “Just go easy on the nipples, I don’t want to chafe.”

I start back at his collarbone and pecs but work my way downward, much faster than before. I let my whole hand go under his waistbands at once and I feel more than just pubes. After peeing he must have positioned his cock through his waistband, and it hadn’t really softened. I’m basically holding onto his dick at this point so I think, “what the fuck, here goes nothing,” and grab Cal’s dick.

This is getting kinda long so I’m gonna have to do a part 2. Sorry y’all.

I’ve had this sexy hairy dad in my life for years just fwb and tonight he surprised me with a nice hotel stay for us. Big shower. Big bed. Told me to bring a few things and apparently he brought a few things. Told me to make myself a bourbon and relax while he showers. I’m leaking through my briefs. I’m one lucky boy.

I’m a little slut and I was such a naughty boy this year, punish me with your dick 🤤🤤 Your video = my finish Snap: littleslut1603

I'm 25, bi male. About a year ago I was browsing online for a quick blowjob, put up a post and got a response. After some talking and info exchange, I ended up going over to the local home Depot to meet.

The guy was 62 he said, looked about that but not terrible. He ended up blowing me in his car in the lot, we met twice more there before he invited me to his place. There we got into more and spent quality time together haha.

We ended up making it a steady thing, he is still married and his wife was recently told about me. Apparently they have both had friends over the years.

She don't join in but it's makes it way hotter.

Hey there everyone this is my first post so hope you all like it. A bit of background before I start the story I’m 28m 6’1 blue eyes and a swimmers build. I am married to my beautiful wife who’s 27. I’ve experimented with guys when I was 18 but only blowjobs both giving and receiving a few times, my wife knows this and our whole 8 year relationship we have used toys (butt plug, anal beads, vibrators, dildos and pegging) and she loves using them. About 5 years ago my wife also got me into wearing male thongs which for the last 3 years is the only underwear I own and wear. We have also discussed me having sex with guys but have never followed through until this story.

So it was coming up to my 27th bday so my wife and I booked a week long holiday in the gold coast in Australia. First day was pretty relaxed day just went to the beach and fucked twice in our room. Day 2 I woke up pretty early (4:30am to be exact) and couldn’t get back to sleep so decided I would go use the gym and pool. Thinking that no one would be using the gym at this time I went slightly risky with my clothes, I wore a black tank top, a black men’s thong and white rugby shorts (so my thong was slightly visible through my shorts) I also took one of my sexiest speedos to wear for my swim after (it’s basically a Brazilian cut so shows a good amount of my ass). So I get about 20 minutes into my workout when another guy comes to use the gym (he was late 40s very tanned and quite muscular) We say a quick ‘hello’ and I continue with my workout and he starts his. Over the next 10 minutes I keep catching glimpse of him looking at me, clearly seeing my thong through my shorts and noticing a couple times him touching his crotch area. I hoop on one of the treadmills for a light walk before going for a swim and he continued to stair at my ass which made me feel really good and kinda horny. I finish on the treadmill and grab my stuff when he sparked up a chat ‘hey how are you doing’ I reply ‘I’m doing good yourself’ ‘yeah not to bad thank you’. He then continues with ‘you on holiday here by yourself?’ I say ‘no I’m here with my wife you?’ He replies ‘im here with my wife and 2 kids’ I say ‘oh cool nice family holiday been he long?’ He says ‘3 days and have 5 days left you?’ I say ‘this is day 2 and that we also have 5 days left’ he replies ‘cool well I better let you go but I’m sure we will see each other around’ I say ‘yeah thanks I’m just hopping in for a swim now and see you round’.

I go to get changed into my speedo which is light blue and black and as mentioned before a Brazilian cut. To get to the pool from the gym changing room you have to walk back through the gym so still feeling horny I walk through the gym just in my speedo with my towel and other clothes over my shoulder. As I walked past my new gym friend I noticed he stopped what he was doing and watched me the whole way to the pool doors. I have a quick rinse under the pool shower to get the sweat off then jump in a do some laps. I had maybe done 20 laps without stopping when I see a splash down the end I was swimming towards. As I get closer I could see that it was a guy and that he was wearing a lime green speedo or that’s what I thought as I got closer the guy turned around so then I could tell it was a thong speedo. I get to the end and stop as I lift my head I see that it was the guy from the gym. Instinctively I say to him ‘love the swimwear’ he replies with ‘thanks I love yours and the black thong you had on in the gym’ I said ‘haha thanks they are super comfy’. We keep chatting and I find out that he is secretly bi and that his wife doesn’t know. Also that he loves cross dressing which his wife knows about and loves. I explain to him about my wife and I using sex toys and me wearing only men’s thongs for the last few years and that she openly wants me to try having sex with guys.

We end up swimming to the deep end of the pool while talking about how many guys we have been with I said 4 total and that I it was only mutual oral. He then said he had been with 23 guy total and that he had sex with 14 of them and the rest were mutual oral. I quickly say back to him that I’d love the be his 15th fuck. He said that he would love nothing more so both rock hard we hop into the spa pool which wasn’t visible from the gym and start making out and rubbing each others cocks through our swimwear. After about 5 minutes I tell him to sit on the edge of the spa so I can suck him, he hops out and I pull his thong to the side and start suck his 6.5/7 inch cock. It felt so good to have a really cock in my mouth that I lost control a bit a started deepthroating his cock and making it all sloppy. After a good 10 minutes we switched around and he started sucking my 6 inch cock, it felt amazing. After maybe 5 minutes he said I’ll just go get something from my bag. He came back with a bottle of lube and said let’s make you my 15th. So he pulled my speedo to the side lubed my ass and his cock then slide his cock in me. It went in nice and easy as some of the plugs and dildo I had used were bigger than his cock. It felt incredible to final have a real cock in my ass. I had my phone next to me so I told him to record himself fucking me which he did, he was fucking me so good that I could feel myself getting close to cumming which I told him so he went harder and with in a couple minutes I exploded all through my speedo. He kept fucking me nice and hard and after another 5 minutes he cumed inside my ass which felt amazing and so warm. He pulled out and put my speedo back to normal and I could feel his cum spilling out of me. We both put towels around our bodies grab our stuff then went to the elevator. In the elevator he said same again tomorrow and I said definitely can wait. He got off the elevator on the 11th floor and I went up to the 16th floor.

I walked into the room now being 6:15 and my wife was out on the balcony just in a bra and thong, I drop my towel and go to her and give her a big kiss and tell her to feel the inside of my speedo. She puts her hand in by my ass and says what is that I can feel, she pulls her hand out and can see it’s cum. She then goes ‘OMG did you just get fucked’ I say the her ‘yeah I did by a guy I met in the gym then we swam together then fucked in the spa’. I grab my phone to show her the video and she was amazing and said that it was so hot watch my get fucked. I then told her the full story and said that we are going to fuck again tomorrow morning. She asked me to get him to give me a facial cause she has always wanted to see me covered in cum.

Sorry for the long story but I hope you liked. Part 2 coming tomorrow.

My last trip to the bath house was somewhat of a turning point. I must have masturbated to the thought of it so many times after it happened. It left me genuinely craving more. But more of what? Was it just cock? Before this experience I would have said yes. But this last time I was face to face with a man. We did multiple sex acts. I came on top of his cock while I straddled him. Was I gay? Or bi? What was I craving? Was it more intimate experiences? I didn’t know, but I knew it involved men. And where was the best place to find men quickly? Grindr.

My first Grindr adventure began with creating a profile and choosing a picture that did not show my face or body at all. I was still married at the time, so discretion was key. In my profile, I put down that I was looking for a NSA experience and that I “had sucked cocks but was looking for more.” What was the more? I think it was penetration. Certainly not kissing, caressing or anything that was too intimate- right? Either way - I put down “more” and was now consistently fucking dildos when I went on business trips or my wife was at work.

Even though I didn’t put a picture, it was pretty easy to match with someone. This person was 3 blocks away from my apartment! He was late 20’s, Asian, and fit. At this point, I was 30 and fit. He could host and asked if I could come right away. I said yes and told my wife that I was going on a run. I felt like such a slut. Leaving my wife at home to go have a gay hookup. Reflecting back on this episode I realize just how far I went to satisfy these cravings for men.

I ran - literally ran - to his apartment. As I ran, I had the feeling again. This tremendous fear mixed with sexual energy. Everything told me not to go, but everything else propelled me to go faster. My brain said no, but something within me - the same thing that made my cock hard- said “yes, please.”

He opened the door and looked at me. I guess I passed the first sight test because he let me in. His apartment was barely furnished or decorated and it smelled like sweat. He led me to his bedroom. He spoke softly and was a bit shy. It was my first time in this intimate time of setting, so I wanted him to take the lead. I asked him, “what would you like to do?” He looked at me and said, “are you ok with a blowjob? I don’t have to cum on your face or anything- we don’t have to do that.” I said, “no problem,” but I secretly wanted him to cum on my face. I wanted to be dirty. I wanted to messy.

My god, I was (am?) so gay.

He sat on the edge of his bed and took off his shirt. I instinctively took off my shirt too before getting on my knees. I guess I was so used to sucking cock at this point, that it was the first thing I thought to do. Then I began to unbuckle his belt and take down his zipper - which may not seem like a big deal BUT felt like a huge deal for me. See, before this I had only sucked cocks in a bathhouse or gloryhole. But this felt intimate, it felt like the hookups I had with women. But this time I was on my knees. I was the one looking up while I unbuckled a belt. I was the one looking up and getting ready to service a man. Except that I was a straight man with a wife at home.

I began by stroking his cock while looking up at him. Twisting and turning my body to turn him on. As he got hard, I put my mouth around his cock while looking up directly at him. He got shy and laid down on the bed. His cock got incredibly hard and I began to gag and spit on it. He began to moan while his body convulsed. I stroked his cock while I continued to go up and down his shaft until I could feel his cock throbbing with excitement. I guess I had enough experience at this point to realize that he was about to cum. His cum shot straight up and landed on my chin and my hand. He looked at me and nervously said, “oh my God, I’m so sorry.” I said it’s ok, but he seemed embarrassed and quickly offered me some paper towels.

We said hurried and nervous goodbyes and I ran back home.

My wife was in the kitchen and I went straight to the shower - not an uncommon thing after a run. I stroked my cock and came in the shower.

Cocks: 11 out of 13

Note: Everything posted here is true. I continue to live as a straight guy today. I’ll be posting additional episodes all the way up to present day. The adventure continues and gets more and more intense as time goes on. Come along for the ride

Thanks to everyone who read part 1 of this story! It was my first time writing something like this so I’m glad so many people enjoyed it. There was some interest in a part 2, so here we are. Just like last time, it’s a true story, but I’ve changed some details for privacy and the conversations are probably not perfectly accurate since I’m working off memory.

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18.

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After we got back from our camping trip in June, I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mark and I had done. I thought about it all the time, the feeling of his body against mine, his smell, how good he made me feel. Before the trip I had wanted the summer to last forever, now I would have given anything for it to be August so that it would be time for the next camping trip.

Mark and I had known each other since we were kids since our parents were so close, so I had already added him on social media, but we’d never actually talked much on there. I wanted to message him, but I didn’t know what I even wanted to say. “Hey” felt lame and “I literally can’t stop thinking about you” felt like a bit much. Thankfully, Mark took the lead. A little less than a week after we got home, I woke up to a snap from him. It was just a picture of him taking their family dog for a walk, but it gave me something to reply to and it got us talking again.

Once we started, we couldn’t stop. We were messaging constantly. The conversations ranged from completely pointless to really personal. I learned a lot more about his time at college, and filled him in on more of the details of my life over the last year. He told me about how he realized he was bi during his freshman year— he and his roommate had hooked up one night after a party and it turned into a friends with benefits thing. I told him about how I was pretty sure I was gay and that I’d been coming to terms with it over the last year.

We never actually talked directly about that night over that summer. I’m not sure why, maybe there just wasn’t anything to say, or maybe we were both still a bit nervous. Still, I was definitely into him and I know he felt the same way about me. We exchanged a lot of pics on snap, and while we didn’t send full on nudes at that point we definitely walked the line. He gave me plenty to work with late at night on my own. The muscles of his hairless torso, brown hair that he must have put a ton of time into ensuring was always the right sort of messy, the freckles on his face and chest. I don’t think I’d ever found someone so attractive. The summer flew by, as summers have a way of doing. It was August before I knew it, and suddenly I had to start thinking about packing for school, roommate assignments, and registering for classes. It almost distracted me from thinking about the next camping trip, but Mark changed that.

The snap was a pic of him fresh out of the shower, standing in front of the bathroom mirror. A towel was wrapped just below his waist, his impressive bulge on full display. “Excited for next week?” was the caption.

Suddenly everything to do with starting school in a few weeks couldn’t have been less important.

I messaged back straight away. “Damn… can’t wait. What am I supposed to do until then?”

Another pic came in. Still in the bathroom, he’d dropped the towel, now he was just covering himself with his hand. He was trying to be subtle, but I could tell he was flexing. “lol you can keep yourself occupied.”

I could barely sleep the night before the trip. It was an unusually warm weekend, one of those last weekends of August where it still feels like summer in Montana. Mark and his dad arrived in the morning, we loaded up the truck, and before I knew it we were off. We all talked about me heading off to college soon and how our summers had been on the drive. We had to play it cool around our dads, but we were both sneaking glances at one another the whole ride up.

We were camping in a different spot this time, since Mark’s dad had gotten into fly fishing over the summer. Instead of by the lake we were in the woods near a river. It was a beautiful spot, but my heart sank a bit when I saw the place. The tent site was much smaller than the usual one, so our tents were just a few feet apart. That was going to make it hard for this to be the reunion I’d been looking forward to. I could tell Mark was thinking the same thing. He suggested we set up down near the river bank, but that was a complete nonstarter with our dads. They said they didn’t want to have to explain to our mothers why they let us drown in our tent if the water rose while we slept. We relented and set up right beside them.

It was starting to get dark, but after dinner Mark’ suggested we go for a walk to check out the river. I hoped it would be a chance for us to be alone, but our dad’s wanted to comes It really was a beautiful place. Our camp was totally isolated in the woods along the the river, which was wide and shallow. There was a huge sand bank in the middle that stuck up out of the water. We walked out to it, stepping along the rocks in the river to avoid getting wet.

“Perfect spot to watch for meteors.” My dad commented, looking up at the cloudless sky. He’d been an amateur astronomer for as long as I could remember. I mostly ignored him. Shooting stars are nice and everything, but when your dad dragged you outside every other month of your life to watch this meteor shower or that one, they start to lose their appeal. Mark seemed dialled in though.

“Oh yeah, isn’t there like a meteor shower or something this weekend?”

“The Perseids,” dad replied, “they’re out from July to the end of August. Best viewing is with a clear sky just after midnight.”

“Sounds like we’ve got the perfect spot then.” Mark said “We staying up for them?”

Both our dads said a flat no. This was a fishing trip, they planned to be up early, and I don’t think either of them had seen midnight in years.

“Will, you staying up with me?”

It finally clicked what he was doing. “Oh yeah, definitely. Wouldn’t miss it!”

We walked back to camp with them, knowing we had some time to kill. We sat around the fire for what felt like forever until they finally decided to call it a night. Mark and I grabbed our headlamps and a couple towels to sit on, then headed back out to the sandbar. It was completely dark out now. We clicked our headlamps off and took a quick look around, checking that the coast was clear, then we were on each other.

We started making out, my hand in his hair on the back of his head, his hands on my waist pulling me closer to him. I pressed my body against his, wanting to be as close as we could possibly be. As we kissed our hands roamed, he started rubbing me through my pants. I was already hard. I followed his lead and found he was too. My hand traced the outline of his hard cock pointing down his leg in his pants. We broke apart for a minute.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all summer.” He said.

I barely had time to agree before we were kissing again, his hands under my shirt now, lifting it up. I stopped and raised my arms, letting him pull it off me. He was taller than me, and he had to bend over a little bit as he kissed my neck. I wondered briefly if I should be worried about a hickey, but in the moment it was hard to care. He was working his way down my chest, finding my nipple and kissing that too. The feeling of his tongue against my nipple gave me chills. I stopped him for a second so I could pull his shirt off him, then we were back at it. We half fell, half laid down on the towels we’d brought out with us. We kept kissing, touching each others bodies and our bulges over our pants. We kissed like we had been dying of thirst and this was the only way to get water. We stopped briefly to catch our breath.

“Damn.” He said with a little laugh.

“I want you.” Was all I could say in reply.

I gently pushed him onto his back, his hands behind his head. My hands found his belt, and I fumbled with it for a second before I got it. I unbuttoned his pants and unzipped the fly. He kicked off his shoes, then lifted up so I could take them off him. He watched as I took my pants off my pants and underwear too, exposing myself to him. He almost looked hungry.

I started at his neck, kissing more gently than we had been before. I worked my way down his collar bone, to his chest, to his abs, tasting the salt on his skin. I breathed deep when I reached the waistband of his boxer briefs, taking in the scent of him. I could see the outline of the head of his dick in the fabric of his underwear, a small wet spot at the tip. My tongue found it, and then I was sucking on the tip of his dick through his underwear, one hand cupping his balls. He groaned, that message was clear: “don’t stop now.” I slipped my fingers into his waistband and slid his underwear down his legs. His dick sprang free, slapping up against his stomach. I grabbed it. I knew what I wanted to do, I’d been fantasizing about this moment all summer.

For the first time that night though, I was nervous. I looked at his dick in my hand, all seven inches of it, felt the girth of it. How was I supposed to get the whole thing in my mouth? The porn I’d watched made it look easy, but there was no way I was going to be able to do this. I think he noticed.

“Just take it slow,” he said reassuringly, rubbing my arm “start by licking it if you want.”

I did what he told me. I started at the base, licking up his length like a popsicle. When I reached the top, I started again from the base. He had big balls, I cupped them in my hand. I took them into my mouth, first one, then the other. He sighed. He was enjoying this, which gave me the confidence to take it further. I moved back to his dick and pressed his head against my lips, feeling his precum on me. I ran my tongue around the ridge of his head, then took it into my mouth. It felt even bigger in my mouth than it had looked. I started to move up and down, going a bit further each time. The slightly salty taste of his precum filled my mouth as I took it further and further. I got a rhythm going, bobbing up and down while I played his balls in my hand. I felt his hand on the back of my head, applying the slightest bit of pressure, encouraging me to take him deeper. I tried my best, but when he hit the back of my throat I gagged and pulled away.

“You good? We can stop if you want to.” He sounded like he really meant it, too.

“I’m good, just need a bit of practice is all.”

“Try to breath through your nose and open your throat, a bit like you’re swallowing something.”

Once again I followed his instructions. It wasn’t perfect, but it helped, and soon I could get most of his dick in my mouth without gagging. My nose almost reaching his pubes, which he kept trimmed very short. He held my head in his hand, and slowly started to buck his hips up and down, thrusting in and out of mouth. I put one hand on his thigh, feeling the motion, while my other hand went to my own dick and started to jerk myself off. I was so turned on I almost came right then. He picked up speed with his thrusts, then would slow down again when he sensed I needed a break. We went on like this for a while, his pace building as I adjusted. His breathing quickened and I felt his body start to tense.

“Oh shit,” he gasped “I’m getting close.”

He moved his hand from my head, signalling that I could move if I wanted to, but I didn’t. I wanted his load.

“I’m gonna cum, oh I’m gonna cum.” He panted. I felt his dick pulse, then felt his cum fill my mouth. It was more than I was expecting. It didn’t taste like much, it was just vaguely sweet. I swallowed. I sat up, gave his cock a few pumps with my hand to milk out the last drops, then laid down beside him. He didn’t speak for a second, he just caught his breath. Then he started laughing.

“That was fucking incredible man.”

“You liked that?”

“I fucking loved that.” He said, his hand running up and down his stomach.

I told him I was glad to hear that, happy that he enjoyed it as much as I did. I wondered briefly if we were done. I hadn’t cum, but he was clearly basking in the post nut haze. I didn’t have to wonder long though. He sat up, leaned over, and kissed me. I had started to go soft, but by the time his hand reached my crotch I was already hard again. He took me in his hand and started to pump my dick. He pressed his face close to mine.

“You like that?” I felt his breath on my face.

“Yeah” I whispered back.

“You want me to suck it?”

“Yeah” I said again

“Yeah?”

“Please” I moaned.

He obliged, taking me right into his mouth. I don’t know if it was because of my more average size, or his experience, or maybe a bit of both, but there was no gagging from him. He dove in, taking my whole dick into his mouth, burying is face in my pubes. I put my head back and rubbed his shoulder.

“Fuck that’s amazing.” I was in ecstasy. I’d gotten head before, but never like this. It was incredible, his mouth was warm and soft as he bobbed on my dick. While he sucked one of his hands found its way to my nipple, pinching it a bit as he worked. It felt amazing, there was so much excited tension in my body. I didn’t last long, after a couple minutes of this I was on the edge.

“I’m gonna cum.” I said quickly.

He didn’t miss a beat, just kept right on sucking like his life depended on it. I wasn’t sure if he even heard me.

“Mark, I’m, Mark—“ I was too late. Before I could say anything else, I felt the orgasam break over me and I came. I moaned, then whimpered a bit as he kept sucking out the last drops while I got more and more sensitive. He stopped, taking me out of his mouth, and laid back down beside me. We didn’t speak for a minute, just taking in the glory of what we’d just done. Our hands found each other, and he traced a finger around my palm. He broke the silence.

“You sure that was your first time giving head? You’re a natural.”

I laughed. “I had a good coach.”

I don’t know how long we laid there, our hands entwined looking up at the stars. Mark pointed out how much time we had wasted over the years, sharing a tent on these trips but never even touching one another. I was just glad it happened at all. Eventually we got up, dressed and walked back to camp. The next two days of the trip flew by. There was a ton of tension during the day, but we had to be careful with our dads around. I had to be particularly careful about taking my shirt off too, since Mark had given me a massive hickey. Thankfully it was just below my collar line, otherwise the secret would have been out. Neither of us got much sleep that trip, since as soon as they went to bed we headed out to the sandbar.

The end of the trip really sucked. Mark and I had grown so close over the summer, and the payoff had been incredible. I didn’t want to go to college, I wanted to stay there with him. Still, there was nothing for it, before we knew it we were back at our house and they were loading up their car to head home. I wanted one last minute alone with him, but we didn’t get the chance. We said our goodbyes, and agreed to keep in touch over the coming semester.

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Hope you enjoyed! I’m not sure that there’s really a part three to this one. Mark and I have hooked up a bunch of times since then, but neither of us is really into anal so we never did that. Not sure how much point there is in writing more since the story doesn’t “escalate” from here in that way and I don’t want to get too repetitive. Thoughts?

I'm looking for this story I read on this sub (I think). It's about a gay-for-pay porn actor who only tops in the gay porn studio. His nemesis is also a gay-for-pay porn actor but only bottoms.

The protagonist and his nemesis are both popular in gay porn, but the latter is more popular.

The first chapter of that story ended in a heavy argument between them, and the nemesis threatening to leave the studio unless the pure top protagonist bottoms for the nemesis in a scene.

*Thank you in advance if you know and have read this story. Please do share, I can't find it anymore.

I'm a married man who's had a very diminishing sex life at home with my wife. Its half her having let herself versus I just have an insatiable appetite. Anyways, I've had a few hookups outside of my marriage and the sex has been exciting and new and so raw. But nothing compared to this one bottom from Santa Monica. I was in California on business. Went to this spot I had had luck with women before. It was a pretty quiet crowd from what I was used to. So ended up having a few drinks and started chatting up this very cute college boi from USC. I had never been with another guy before but always enjoyed flirting. I find there's always a fun back and fourth between me and younger Bois, being a married Daddy and all. So I've had fun with it but he just was so tempting. Had a great ass, we hit it off and a few drinks in me and I just decided to go for it. We just had such a great back and fourth, such sexual tension and just so in tune energy wise.

Best decision I ever made. I've never had someone I had such chemistry with in the bedroom. He understood exactly what I need and he handled my endowment so well. I took him back to my hotel room and we just went at it for hours. He had such a beautiful fat ass, tight body and he just understood what I needed so well. It was so passionate and so intense. I have found an excuse to fly out a few times now just to see him and each time we just set my hotel room on fire.

I think it's because the roles are so easily defined. I'm that older daddy who loves to pound and he's an in need bottom. It just is so easy to operate, I don't have to think about it and we just respond so well together and can go for hours. I just love hearing those moans. I love.now he can just ride and ride and I love just feeding off his energy in the bedroom. The sex is just.....I don't think any post could do it justice.

I was sleeping over at my friend’s house, and went to use the bathroom to crank one out as I was horny and obviously couldn’t do it in the same room as him.

I was already hard so I just dropped my boxers and got my cock out to start jerking it. (I was shirtless). For context the lock on this bathroom door was faulty and I didn’t think anyone would be up at this time of night, or else I would hear them and pretend I was taking a dump.

I was jerking it quite hard when his dad barged in and stared at me, cock in hand. I began to apologise profusely and he just laughed, and started to ask me questions. “Those pubes are really thick do you shave?” “Do you have sex a lot?” “Do girls mind the hair? I was the same back in the day.”

All the while I’m getting harder, my (uncut) cock is now dripping precum at this conversation, which I am trying to hide with my hands but he keeps staring. “When’s the last time you jerked off?” he asked me. “Three days ago.” And with that he slowly walked towards me, pulled my hands away and put his around my cock and balls, putting a finger to my lips as he started jerking it.

It was the best handjob I’ve ever had. He was spitting on it, pulling my balls, rubbing my taint, doing it all. I could feel the pressure building and I whispered “I’m gonna cum.” He kept going, but pushed my cock towards me and I nutted all over myself, squirting even on my face.

He laughed and walked out, leaving me in my own cum. I quickly cleaned up and went back to sleep. The next morning he acted completely normal besides a few glances, and I haven’t been back to sleep over since, obviously not telling my friend.

What should I do?

In college my roommate was gay and I was straight. He knew this but saw how stressed I was over exams all the time. I didn’t have a gf so he offered to give me a blowjob to “relieve stress”. I was like oh thanks man I appreciate the offer and am flattered but I’m straight. He told me yeah but a mouth is a mouth. I kinda chuckled and was like yeah if I ever get too stressed I’ll let you know just to kinda end the convo, he just said ok just let him know if I’m stressed as a “code” and he’d help me out.

One night I was super horny and I don’t know what the hell got into me but I got done studying and said something like man I’m so stressed I could use some relief from it, and I felt stupid as soon as I said it. Well he fucking BOLTED over and started rubbing me and I was instantly hard. He’s like take it out bro…so I unzipped and he couldn’t have had his mouth around me faster, and it was literally the most fucking incredible feeling ever. He went so deep I don’t even know to this day how he could do that. So it was super awkward and I asked where to put “it”, and he quickly and breathily said “mouth”. So i came in his mouth and he literally ate like every single last ounce.

So anyway i didn’t mention it anymore and just acted like it never happened happened but maybe a week later i was sitting at my computer desk and he crawled over out of nowhere and pulled my pj pants down and just went to town. Well to finish this story up, he started giving me bjs literally every single day, like multiple times a day. I felt terrible like I was using him and told him I wouldn’t return the favor and he just didn’t care, he said having a straight guy was like a trophy 😂 he’d give me one whenever. One of the craziest ones was in the dorm shower, he walked in and dropped down and started sucking me and there were other dudes in the other stalls. He sucked me off with the window wide open with people walking by. He just didn’t care. Once was in my car driving down the road. One time he laid face up on the bed with his head hanging over the side and told me to throat fuck him, said to go until my balls slapped his face and to cum down his throat so that’s what I did, it was the best feeling I’ve ever experienced.

Anyway this went on for the rest of the year, it made me more of what’d I’d call a “curious” guy and led to other experimenting I guess you could call it, but I’ll never forget that year, I still can’t believe it was real. Ps dudes give waaAy better bjs 😂

So I recently moved to Delhi and one of my friend had to go somewhere so he left his car with me and told me to take his car at the mechanic as the engine oil has to be changed. I being a smart ass played smartly and gone to the nearest car mechanic which is new to me. The shop was quite fancy, the guy told me to wait inside as it may take some time because he was having two more cars in queue so I agreed and entered the shop and plugged in my earphones for a while. Suddenly the mechanic guy came and told me that it is his dinner time and after sometime the shop will be closed. I told him please do it today itself because I have my office tomorrow. So he said it will take a little bit longer. I waited there for a while and he started wrapping up and changed the oil. I literally a ciggerate and asked if I can smoke inside the shop, he replied no worries sir and I sat there smoking. He asked for a ciggerate and I gave him one and my car was ready we were just talking about stuff and he asked me if I would like to join him for a beer. I said yes why not and we bought some beers and started taking a sip in the backyard of his shop one thing leads to another and after few minutes I was a bit horny so I started sucking his circumcised cock fyi I am a vers but I show my love to circumcised dick as they are more yummy. After few minutes he came inside my mouth and I asked him if there is a place where we can have a quickie. He went out and bought my car to the backyard and I got fucked inside my friends car. He came inside and made me to eat his cock for around 5-10 minutes. Then I headed home.

PARTS 1/2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/s/Z85BpFyjqE

PART 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/s/Nv6RBOJe7z

PART 4

“Oh Fuck!”

The room froze.

“What are you doing!!l?” Eli shouted as he tried his best to process what he was witnessing.

Eli was a Junior, 5’10 and lanky. He had the look of a typical stage manager. All black clothing, wearing a wireless headset over his messy black hair and holding a clipboard.

Eli was known to be somewhat anti-social, he was never known to join Jason or any of the other students after shows at the bar or house parties. However he was incredibly intelligent and was very good at managing all the moving parts of a production backstage.

“What does it look like we’re doing”, Jason’s intimidating cock was now fully erect. 9” and as thick as a can of soda still dripping with Austin’s drool.

Eli quickly eyed Jason’s dick before recovering his composure.

“I mean i have to lock up the auditorium in 15 minutes and you idiots are just in here fucking around and JESUS CHRIST COLIN!!!!

Eli had finally noticed the “elephant “ in the room..or elephant cock at least.

“Hi Eli”, Colin gave Eli a friendly salute as he leaned on the counter, his enormous semi-erect cock swung with the motion of the gesture. It had now grown to almost 9 and half inches.

“Hi Co..Colin” Eli responded stammering over his words.

Jason took a hit from his vape and exhaled a puff of smoke. “Yeah it’s fucking ridiculous, we’re trying to see who’s bigger”.

“Colin”, responded Eli immediately.

Jason shot Eli a look.

“Sorry dude….he is. I mean just look at it”

Jason looked over at Colin and sighed… “Yeah, I know”.

“It’s nothing to feel ashamed about,”, said Eli as walked over to Jason and put his hand on his shoulder. “We may not be Colin, but we’re both still packin major heat”

Jason looked at Eli with a puzzled expression as Eli stared intently into his eyes.

Eli was now seeming strangely confident.

“What the fuck was he talking about?”, Jason thought.

Eli walked to the open dressing room door and closed it.

“You see Jason, not every guy with a monster cock just slings it around campus, constantly drawing attention to himself”.

Eli turned and locked the door, facing the room once again as he slowly unbuckled his belt.

“Some of us are just a little more discreet”.

END OF PART 4

Ty is 32 and Antonio/Tony is 29 and Rocky is 26. Samuel is 36. Sara is 30. Hotel housekeeper is 24. All other characters mentioned are also over 26.

The rain continued to come down in buckets and there wasn’t much to do. After Ty and Samuel’s big showdown, Samuel left to go back to his room and Ty and Rocky crashed, no doubt needing that post-nut sleep. That was hot to watch, I thought. With them passed out, I decided to head down to the lobby, maybe call and check in on Sara and head to the fitness center.

Surprise, surprise. Sara didn’t answer. I hung up without leaving a message and lost myself in my phone for a while. The lobby was busy, people coming in and out of the restaurant and just hanging out, clustered in groups, obviously bored due to the rain. After a while, I got up and headed to the fitness center. It was decent sized for a hotel like this and it was pretty busy. Everyone had the same idea, I guess. I recognized a few guys from the construction site, but didn’t know them well enough to know their names. I just put my earphones in and focused on the workout. I hit the treadmill for 45 minutes and towards the end of my run, my eyes did a double take in the mirror. Samuel had walked in, talking to some guys from the project. Fuck. What do I do? Do I act normal? Ignore him? What? I moved off the treadmill and did some weights, trying to ignore his presence. But it was hard. I mean, not even two hours ago, his cock was thrusting into my buddy, Ty. And I had a front row view. As I was doing some chest presses on the bench, he suddenly appeared standing over me. “Hey, Tony, what’s up?” he asked. I sat up and engaged in idle chit chat. Fuck. My heart stopped beating so fast. See was that so hard? He’s acting normal, so I can too. He started doing free weights as well, both of us interacting every so often.

I watched Samuel whenever he wasn’t looking. For being an older dude, he was in excellent shape. Okay, yeah, he’s 36. For being married he’s got a nice body and appears to have a high sex drive. He was wearing a self made tank top and I can see his upper body as I looked at him from the side. His stomach was flat. Earlier, in the room, I was mesmerized by his defined abs. I had been impressed a married older dude had that on him. He had very defined muscles and his face had a little growth, but it was nicely manicured. Just like I noticed how the hair on his chest and stomach had been earlier. He had a nice head of jet black hair, styled in a nice way. He was sexy.

I admit, I stayed longer in the fitness center than I planned to, but I enjoyed watching Samuel. At one point, he did squats in front of me as he watched himself in the mirror. Damn. I hope he didn’t catch me staring. But it had been almost 90 minutes since I got there and I should go. I checked my phone, nothing from Ty and Rocky. They must still be sleeping. I said goodbye to Samuel and he took out one of his earbuds, “you heading out?“ he asked, “what are you guys doing this afternoon?” I shrugged my shoulders, “we haven’t talked about anything. Probably just chill,“ I responded. “Cool, I’m done here,” he said, “I’ll head out with you.” As we walked to the elevator he asked where the others were. “I think you tired them out,” I said, “think they’re still sleeping.” He laughed, “well, if you wanna come up and hang in my space for a bit until they wake up, you’re more than welcome.” I mustered some form of “cool” and followed him back to his room. As I followed him, I couldn’t keep my eyes off how his ass looked in those shorts. They were tight but the right kinda tight.

As I stepped into his room, I noticed it was slightly bigger than ours. His room was pretty clean except for a few dirty clothes strewn on the floor. I noticed his work clothes hung over the desk chair. As the door closed behind me, he said “lock it,” and without looking back at me, he took his shirt off and pushed his shorts and underwear off. Damn. I had a perfect view of his ass. The little fine black hairs added a sexy touch to it. ”I usually shower after working out,” he said, heading to the bathroom. Again, he did all that without looking back at me. I heard the glass shower door open and the water turn on, and then he finally yelled out, “you can join me if you want.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I peeled off my clothes and walked into the bathroom, already half hard. As I stepped into the shower, his soapy hand grabbed my cock, making it even harder. He leaned in for a kiss and let his tongue infiltrate my mouth. I felt his cock get hard. As we made out and soaped up, my mind kept going back to him fucking Ty. Watching his big fat cock penetrate my friend.

As we stepped out, I stepped to the counter and played with my hair in the mirror. He stepped up behind me and I could feel his still hard cock press against my ass. He looked at me in the mirror, our eyes locking, neither of us saying anything. He disappeared as he dropped to his knees and I felt his hands cup my cheeks and spread them as his tongue flicked the crease of my ass. One of his hands pushed my back forward as I opened up more for him and I felt his tongue go to town. “Fuck, man. Fuck, that feels good,“ I moaned. He said, “yeah you taste so good right now.” I felt his tongue flick faster and he started alternating between flicking the hole, running it up and down the crack, and licking that space between my balls and crack. If he kept doing that, I knew I wasn’t going to last. He grunted as I felt his tongue shove deep into me, trying to break open my hole. “Fuckkkkkkkkkk,“ I moaned.

He stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the main room and sat on the couch. He spread his knees as he said, “you know what to do.” I did. I dutifully got to my knees between his and grabbed his cock, stroking it at first, and then gorging it in my mouth. “Oh fuck yeah, Tony,” he moaned out loud, “take care of me.“ I started sucking it like I knew what I was doing, feeling it grow in my mouth. As I bobbed up and down I felt his hands on my back. At one point, he started thrusting his hips up into my mouth, the slurping sounds getting louder and more intense. He pulled my face up and revealed his cock, covered in special wetness. ”Turn around,” he said, and as I did, he bent me over the coffee table. He slapped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart and dove in again, using his tongue to lap up my hole. Oh fuck. “Oh fuck, bro, that’s it,“ was all I could say as I moaned. I could feel the tip of his tongue run over my hole over and over. The feeling. I looked behind me, and against my better judgement, I asked, “is this how you eat your wife’s pussy?” At the question, he thrust his tongue harder into me, making me almost explode. “Fuck man, don’t stop, you’re gonna make me nut.”

Samuel stopped and leaned back, stroking his cock as I turned around. “Wanna ride this?” he asked. He looked so sexy sitting there wanting my jock ass. I nodded. “Turn around,” he said, “and sit back on it.” I attempted to sit back in his lap, my back pressed up against his chest. ”Lift your legs,” he demanded. As I did, he reached down, grabbing his cock and trying to line it up with my hole.” I tried to help him but he swatted my hand away. I felt the tip of his head teasing me. Every time I felt his tip against my hole, I moaned. Suddenly I felt it press more into me. I spread my thighs wider apart while he worked to get it in. “Oh fuck yeah, Tony, open up for me,“ he said as I moaned, “open up, there you go.” I felt his tip slip in. “Oh damn, Samuel, you’re huge.” He rubbed my chest, “baby you’re so tight, open up.” I tried to relax and breathe and suddenly I gasped when I felt his dick breach me and looked down to see my ass swallow it whole. “There you go. Good god, you feel so tight,” Samuel said. I moaned. “Yeah? You like that cock?” he asked. I nodded as I moaned, feeling his breathe on my neck. “You’re such a slut,” he said, “show me you want it.” Leaned back on his chest, I slowly moved my hips and I could feel his cock slide out of me and back inside. “Damn,” I said, “yeah, bro. You feel that?” I asked. “I do. Your pussy is so fuckin’ tight,” he commented. I imagined what it would look like to watch, to watch my ass swallow his cock in this position. I imagined Ty watching us, stroking. It felt so sexy, and bet it’d be sexy to watch.

Samuel started thrusting his hips up into me. “Oh fuck, yeah fuck me,” I said. I was losing balance as his hips pounded up into me faster. When it got too intense, I jumped up, jumping off his cock. “Bro, dude,” I said, damn, that was intense.” He looked at me, “did you come?” I said no and he said, “who told you to stop then?” I faced him this time and climbed on the couch, sitting on his lap. He pointed his dick towards my hole and I slid down, moaning all the way. “Fuckkkkkkkkkkk, fuck bro.” He leaned forward and kissed me as I started to bounce. “You like that?” I teased, “you like that tight hole?“ He smiled. “I do. I didn’t know you were such a slut, Tony,” he whispered. As I bounced and stared at him, I said, ”I’ll show you slutty,” and started moving my hips forwards and backwards while I sat on him. I went faster as he moaned, “good god man.” I put one hand on the back of his neck to hang on and worked my hips, “is this what you want? Is this how your wife rides you?” I teased. He grabbed my neck, squeezing it a little, ”she doesn’t ride me much and your pussy is so much better.” I kept at it, knowing I was driving his dick crazy. I wondered how many other guys he fucked at work

I heard the buzz of one our phones. Text messages coming through, most likely. As I bounced on his cock, it was an onslaught of messages at first, and my first thought was that it was Sara. But it kept vibrating and buzzing, maybe someone was calling now. Him still inside me, he leaned forward grabbing the offending phone. “It’s yours,“ he said, giving it to me. I looked and it was Ty, a sudden barrage of missed texts and calls. “It’s just Ty,” I said, throwing my phone on the couch next to me, “wanting to know where I went.” Samuel smiled, “you going to tell him I fucked you?” As I bounced a little slower, I said, “I don’t know. Should I? What if he gets jealous?” I said, teasing. I started bouncing a little faster again, making Samuel moan. The phone rung again and we ignored it as Samuel thrust his tongue in my mouth. “Oh fuck, Samuel, you feel amazing, dude.” He really did. I can’t describe what I was feeling now.

The phone buzzed again. “Fuck,” I said. Samuel looked down and said, “dude, now he’s facetiming you.” There was a pause before he said, “I think you should answer it.“ I stopped bouncing and looked at him. “No one told you to stop,” he said and handed me the phone, hitting the accept call button as I started bouncing again. “Ride me,” Samuel whispered. Ty’s voice boomed through the phone, “dude where ya been? We’ve been looking for you.“ As I held the phone and tried not to drop it while trying to ride Samuel, I said, “was at the gym.” ”i figured,” Ty said, ”but we went down there and didn’t see you. Where are you now? Coming back?“ he asked. “Yeah,“ I said. Samuel whispered, “tell him where you are.” I smiled and said with the straightest face that I was “with Samuel.” There was a pause and he said, “oh cool, what are you guys up to?” I looked at Samuel and he nodded his head as if to say, tell him what you’re doing.

I held the phone back a little more and started bouncing a little more. “I’m with Samuel,“ I repeated again, twisting the phone so Ty had a shot of both of us. “I’m fucking your buddy,” he said to Ty. ”His ass is so tight and hungry.” I closed my eyes as I rode up and down, moaning. I heard Ty say something but I no longer could concentrate. “Damn,” he said when I came back to reality, “okay Samuel. You gonna knock him up?“ he asked. Was Ty jealous? “You better,” he continued, “and when he comes back here, he better be full of your cum. And you know what, Samuel? You know what Tony? I’m gonna use that cum as lube and fuck you good.” Ty smiled and said “see you in a few, Tony,“ and hung up.

If I wasn’t before, I was definitely horny now. Samuel grabbed my waist and started thrusting up inside me. “Fuccccckkkkkkkk. Yes, keep doing that.” As Samuel thrusted I could feel his body pound into me, sending shivers down my spine. “Oh fuck, bro,” I moaned. Samuel was going the distance. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” he said. I didn’t say anything, just kept bouncing. “Fuck yea, Tony, fuck, your ass is so tight and it’s gonna make me - “ and before he could finish I felt his dick pulse and I knew he was unloading in me. Our bodies sweaty as I pushed my ass down to the base of his cock, letting every drop be planted in me.

I kissed him. I suddenly realized that of all the sexy situations I got myself into today, I have yet to come. Weird, I thought. But it’s alright, everything has been hot and there will be a payoff, I’m sure of it. I don’t even think Samuel even noticed I hadn’t gotten off, but that’s typical of us dudes, right? As I dressed, I could feel the sloppiness of my hole. I wonder how much cum he dropped in there.

I left the room in my gym clothes and went back to the floor where we were staying. I walked by that same housekeeping guy who had walked in on us earlier today, servicing another room. I smiled as I walked past, and he smiled at me too. Fuck it, I thought. I turned around and said, “what’s up?“ He seemed caught off guard, but offered up a huge smile. “Sorry about earlier,” I said, “sorry you had to see it.” He paused and smiled and then said, ”it was cool.” I caught him look down at my crotch, so I looked at his and I swear I saw a little budge. When he caught me looking, he suddenly seemed nervous, as he looked down the hall. I turned to look and make sure no one was watching us and when I was sure, I turned back to him and said, “I’m sorry and I hope it was too bad.“ He smiled and said, “ no, no, not bad. You’re handsome so it was alright,” he said as he laughed. I leaned forward, whispering, and said, “good, if you want you could put your finger down my shorts.” “Yeah?” He whispered. I got close and felt his hand go into my waist and felt his fingers push down until he got one pressed against my hole. I was pretty sure he could tell it was wet as he smiled. He pushed in. Fuckkkk. I felt him finger my sloppy hole for a few seconds. I moaned. He pulled it out and smiled as if it was unbelievable. I winked at him and turned to walk away. As I did, I pushed my shorts down, mooning him. Maybe Samuel is right. Maybe I am a little slut.

I was suddenly hornier than before.

Just got a massaged by a male

Just got a massage from a masseur at a local massage spot (legit) and now all I can think about is how close he came to touching my balls and how I secretly was begging him too. Now I’ve got such blue balls

Everyone is 18+

My thoughts started running wild after Jason dropped me off. Did this really happen? What about his girlfriend? But most importantly, what did he mean with see you soon? Extremely turned on, I jumped in the shower and furiously wanked my dick with the thoughts of him using me. I still couldn’t believe that after this long time he actually fucked me. I thought my imagination was playing tricks on me but no. This was definitely real. Just as real as the powerful shot of cum that came out of me and plastered the shower walls.

It was a few days before I could go to the bar again. I was working from home on a Wednesday when I thought it would be best to take my laptop and go early to the bar. The place opens at 12pm but is usually always empty until 5ish. To my disappointment, another mid-20s man was the only staff there. I sat on one of the couches, ordered my regular drink, and kept to myself.

“Hey sorry to bother, but do you mind giving me a hand with the Christmas decoration? I just need a little help behind the bar if that’s okay and your next drink would be on me.” The young bartender randomly said to me.

“Sure no problem” I answered as I walked behind the bar. He was on a small ladder and needed me to just hand him some decoration.

“So, are you exclusively Jason’s bitch?” He said a couple of minutes later after he finished installing the decoration and getting back on the ground. Dumbfounded, I just stared at him not really knowing what to say. Not really waiting for an answer, he placed both hands on my shoulders and pushed me down on my knees. Still shocked, now on my knees, I just stared at his crotch while he unbuttoned his pants and revealed a nice hardening cock. He pushed himself forward and, obediently, I just opened my mouth and took him in. Touched with a sense of warmth, his dick grew into a nice thick 7’ tool just pushing itself into me. He was balls deep inside me when I heard steps walk into the bar.

Fearing the worst, I kept myself as hidden behind the bar as possible. I guess the sudden panic loosened my throat too as the minute I heard the steps, the bartender’s dick finally broke the seal and pierced deep inside my throat. A murmured moan came out of his mouth just before he started talking to the person on the other side of the bar while i’m stuck between the bartender and the bar with a dick inside my throat. I guess the person was a staff or management or something as they only spent a couple of minutes talking with the bartender and then just left.

“That was hot” the bartender said looking at me after they left. He then proceeded to roughly fuck my throat keeping me stuck between him and the bar. He just took control and didn’t care much about my gags. His speed increased, he fucked my throat relentlessly, “what a fuckin slut!” He shouted just before he was balls deep, both hands now holding my head, and then shot his warm seed. “Swallow!” He barked as he frantically fucked my mouth while shooting more loads.

He slipped his dick out, put his pants back up, and just made me another drink. “Here’s your whiskey mate. Jason will be here soon”.

I just awkwardly sat there, alone in the bar, working on my laptop, and trying for the first time to process what just happened. I was furious at Jason for telling him about me but also was struggling to keep my dick from exploding.

I stayed there for another hour before Jason walked in. By then, I was a few drinks in but wasn’t drunk or anything. Completely unaware of how to proceed I just continued working hoping he would initiate things. Jason went into the staff room first, then spent about 10 minutes doing different small tasks then walked towards me. “Get on your knees” he said with a blank stare. “What?” Was the only thing I could say confused with the situation. “Come on, I don’t have all day here. Get on your knees bitch!” He ordered. “Davy, no one is coming now. Lock the doors and enjoy the show.”

That’s when I realized that Davy was the name of the other bartender. But also, what show? Is he serious? Well he sure was. He dragged me off my seat and pushed me down. No waiting, no hesitation, he pulled his dick out and pushed my head into him. Once again that day, I found myself gagging on a man’s dick. Now Jason had fucked me before so I knew he was packing, but taking him in the mouth was much more difficult. Luckily, Davy had already opened my throat and made it a little bit easier for me to take the 8.5’ Jason was packing. For about 10 minutes, the only two sounds you could hear in the bar were my slurping and gagging and Davy’s hand rubbing his cock.

Jason slipped his dick out of my throat, got up, and sat on the couch I was originally on. “Get naked” he ordered. I hesitated. Davy was still standing there just watching us and that was a situation I wasn’t used to. “Today!” Was all Jason needed to say for me to force Davy out of my mind and get on with it. Here I was, naked, in a gay pub in the city, swallowing back Jason’s dick. This time, I was leading the way. I wanted him to enjoy it so I tried my best to give him the best blowjob I could. I deep-throated it, twirled my tongue around it, played with his balls, worshipped his head, etc. I was giving it my best until I felt hands on my ass. I tried to stop and turn my head but Jason held me firmly in place. That’s when we moved from me worshipping his cock to him again roughly using my throat. He wasn’t a gentle man is an understatement.

Meanwhile, I could hear Davy behind me spitting on his dick before I felt it probing at my hole. Once again, I found myself in a situation that was out of my control. I could have fought if I wanted to, but unconsciously, or consciously, I really wanted it. I was just too slow to realize it. My brain might have been confused but my body was loving it. “Let me open that bitch for you” Davy said to Jason as he tried pushing his dick into my hole. Jason might have fucked me a few days ago but my hole is generally tight. Davy had to try a couple of times before finally opening me up and pushing himself inside. “Ohhhmmmmm” was what started to be a moan before Jason buried his dick down my throat and held me in place. He kept me still until Davy had adjusted himself and was now fully inside of me. And that’s when it started. I rocked back and forth as both of them moved their hips forward and backwards fucking me to oblivion.

I had never had a threesome before. Heck, I had barely had sex since I moved here two years ago, and now I have two studs using me like i’m some sort of sex toy or something. Don’t get me wrong I was totally into it but it still was a bit much for me to handle with my modest experience.

Davy and Jason fucked both my holes for a while before Davy picked up the pace. I felt like i’m being forced open by a machine as he forcefully pulled himself almost all the way out before strongly pushing all the way back in. I was high on sex and so was my body. Both my legs started shaking and Davy had to hold me in place while he fucked me to make sure I don’t collapse. Meanwhile Jason was still using my throat. I endured a couple of minutes with my entire body shaking before I shot a massive load hands-free. That’s all what Davy needed as my tightening hole milked his cock dry. He pushed himself all the way in and emptied his seed as deep as he could go.

I was panting from the powerful orgasm I had just experienced. My body was still shaking and my hole gaped as Davy pulled out of it.

Jason also pulled out of my throat. “My turn”, he casually said before moving to stand behind me and bending me over the couch.

Thank you for reading and I hope you’re enjoying this. Will happily provide part 3 soon but this is getting lengthy!

Ages involved 18 & 19.

On my 18th birthday, I went to sleep over at a friend's house because I knew from experience that this friend would know how to give me the one present I really wanted, if you feel me.

Of course, as fate would have it, my 18th birthday fell on a Thursday which meant that even though my friends mom was super excited to have me over and take me and my friend out to dinner, going to Bible study first was non-negotiable. I'm not much of a church guy, but I really wanted what was cumming my way afterward so I figured an hour of boredom was a price I could pay.

My friend and I sat in the back row away from the all-seeing mom eyes, and it wasn't long before I nodded off to the monotone droning of the study leader.

bzz bzz My phone buzzing in my pocket woke me up. It was a text from my now absent friend. "There's a stairwell to the left of the door we came in through. Come downstairs."

Not needing to be invited twice to leave, and hoping this was about to get hot, I found the stairwell and followed it down to the church basement where my friend was waiting with a mischievous smile on his cute twinkish face.

"Time for your birthday present..part one of it anyway." He winked and motioned for me to follow him.

"Really? Here?!" I whispered

"No dumbass...down there." He pointed to a dark hallway off the other side of the large event room the stairs I had taken opened into.

"Are you sure? I'm not sure I believe in hell, but this seems like a good way to get there..."

"What if you leave worrying about hell to my mom, and let me take you to heaven for a few minutes?" He playfully bit his lower lip and motioned with his head toward the hallway.

"Well when you put it like that I can't say no"

"Good let's go before people start coming down here."

I followed him quickly down to the far end of the deceptively long and pitch dark hall, and we ducked into a dimly lit musty smelling storage room filled with shitty decorations, some broken tables & chairs, and several stacks of big cardboard boxes along the wall and stacked out a bit which created a barrier between the back of the room and the door.

As his plan became clear in my mind, he reached back and slid his fingers down the front of my jeans and pulled me after him by the waist of my pants. (That instantly made me hornier than I had been in a long time.) He pulled me behind the ½ wall of boxes, and dropped to his knees.

"Mmm I can't wait to get this cock in my mouth. I've been leaking precum thinking about this for days!" He made quick work of unbuckling my belt and with one fluid motion ripped it off me and put it around his neck.

"Well if you like precum, get a whiff of what I've been storing for you." I grabbed the back of his head by his curly clack hair and shoved his face into the crotch of my jeans, and let him take in a few deep breaths.

"Oh fuck" he whispered. He immediately unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. My already hard cock, finally released, sprang out and snacked his mouth and nose. "Commando?" He asked, surprised.

"Well I was hoping for some birthday action and wanted to save some time."

He looked me in the eyes from down below, and with the tip of my rock hard dick, still covered in dripping foreskin, poised just on his lips, he mumbled, garbled by my cock, "You know me too well."

He didn't lose one more second before plunging all the way down on my cock, his nose pressed into my pubes as he wiggled his head to take me deeper into his throat. A deep, loud moan escaped my lips, and I covered my mouth to try to keep myself quiet. But he was working me over so good, bobbing up and down on my shaft, pulling my balls, and slipping his tongue under my foreskin and running it around my mushroom head.

I started to fuck his mouth, thrusting in and out over his warm wet tongue. Now he was the one stifling moans. "Yeah that's why your my favorite little cock sucker." More moans as he pulled his own raging boner though the fly of his pants stroked it as I fucked his mouth and throat.

Seeing how much he loved my cock turned me on even more. I braced my weight against the boxes behind him, which were apparently very heavy, and began to mercilessly pound his face, relishing every moan and gag and loving the choked tears on his face almost as much as he did...almost.

I felt the vibration of his moans quicken and I knew he was about to cum. Suddenly he stiffened and I pulled back enough to see him erupt, shooting cum all over his hands and the concrete floor beneath us.

"Oh fuck yes!" I began to bang his mouth even harder. He slipped his cum soaked fingers up my shirt and began to rub part of his load on my nipples as I thrust. This little fucker knew how sensitive my nipples are! "Fuck I'm gonna cum!"

He took advantage of the backward movement of a thrust and moved so that my cock popped out of his mouth. "Not yet. I have one more gift for you before your first load of the night."

My nuts ached from being so close to cumming. "I'm all ears."

"You don't need your ears...this time. Just say you trust me."

"I fucking trust you!" I said desperately.

"Good. Close your eyes."

I closed my eyes and felt his full lips kiss my balls and then begin to lick them. "Keep them closed. No matter what."

He kept sensually licking and kissing and pulling my balls into his mouth. My throbbing cock rubbing against the side of his face as he tended to my balls was enough to make me cum, but I mustered up all my willpower and stayed strong.

Then he brought out his surprise. To my shock, I felt one cum-covered middle finger slip, with a little effort into my tight ass. I had bottomed once before but it had been a while. My breath quickened and I was almost uncomfortable, but my cock on his face and balls in his mouth, I let him have my ass too. As he found and massaged my prostate, my whole body shook. Sweat poured down my chest and belly, and the pleasure was so intense I could barely even keep a regular breath. Keeping my eyes closed my only sensory input was the smell of our sweat and the wetness of his mouth and the movement of his finger in my hole.

I could feel the tension building from deep I side me. I braced again against the boxes, my balls tightened up to the base of my cock where my friend kept licking them, and my hole tightened around his fingers. The electric pressure of orgasm gathered from every extremity of my entire trembling, sweating, ravaged body, and I felt it rush toward my cock and erupt from it's tip with hurricane force! Spurt after spurt, rope after rope, shot out of me like a cannon, some sticking to my friends face, some in his hair, and most flying past him and splattering against the boxes behind him.

The sheer force of it made me light headed and as my knees buckled I collapsed onto the floor beside him. "Fuck! I mean...wow. God damn dude! Shit!"

"Don't curse in the Lord's house." We both laughed. "Happy birthday bud." He gave me a quick peck on the lips, and I filed the taste of myself on his lips away in the spank bank for later."

We heard singing above us and realized we were out of time, so we quickly got re-dressed. Trying to clean up the evidence, I was thankful most of my load had hit a paper sign that could be ripped off. But reading the sign made me revisit that fear of hell. "Bibles for the mission field. Do not touch." Oops!

This is a real story, dramatized and exaggerated for your pleasure. I'd love to hear about your naughtiest places in the comments or my DMs!

Me and my girlfriend have been together for over 10 years!

I started to realize a while ago(see other posts) that I was bisexual. Basically I am not really per say attracted to guys but love to bottom and be sexual with other men. I've never actually made out with a guy, but I love sucking cock and bottoming.

I've had alot of guys message me and tell me they are the exact same way. I'm starting to realize it's pretty common.

Basically, I like having gay sex with anon men that I will not see again when I'm away from work!

I had a few experiences before telling my girlfriend and it made me feel pretty terrible so I decided to tell her even though I figured she'd break up with me.

She actually ended up being very supportive with it and the only thing that actually upset her was that I was dishonest with her at first. She told me to just tell her when I wanted to do it and keep her involved.

So I started telling her when I felt like doing it and even showed her the guy I was going to pick after I picked them! It stayed like that for a good while and honestly it made our sex life alot better for whatever reason too.

My trip to Maine was a little different though and it changed how we did things!

I told her I was in the mood and felt like bringing someone in to fuck me. She told me she was really horny and wanted to be a little more involved and wanted to pick the guy that fucked me! Which turned on way more and I happily agreed.

I told her it takes sometimes it takes a little bit and we just talked dirty with each other and waited for guys to reply to my grindr ad!

After about an hour I had a few different guys interested and willing to come by so I sent her the photos and some stuff they've said and let her choose.

She chose an older man in his mid 50s, which surprised me but I was okay with it because he had the nicest cock out of the group of guys! I invited him over and got naked and in my doggy ready position.

He fucked me really good and came all over my back and left, which was exactly how I loved it.

I let her know how it went and she made me explain in detail the whole encounter. She made herself cum while I explained it and she admitted she loved it and said things like :

"Did you like that older man's cock? You loved his old cock didn't you?"

"He probably hasn't fucked a guy like you too many times, you were a prize fucking"

"Did you like being a slut for an old man"

And so on... she really got off of the fact we had a big age difference which surprised me but turned me on at the same time! I did enjoy it alot, she was right.

So over the next few months she continued to help me pick guys anytime I went away and had the urge. She picked older gentlemen every. Single. Time.

But not just the ones with huge cocks or nice cocks.. but also the ones with smaller ones or not "so desirable" ones (feel bad saying that so I'm sorry I'm not trying to offend anyone)

She seemed to get off even harder on me hooking up with these guys... she loved the idea of me getting fucked by guys that might not always get picked and me being a "prize" fucking or "once in a lifetime fuck" as she would call it..

I enjoyed every minute of these encounters because honestly, I just loved pleasing men. I was and still am not attracted to men very much so I'm okay with anyone that wants to fuck my ass if it falls in line with my time frame of work!

All in all ive realized that my girlfriend is just as dirty as I am behind closed doors and it had made our sex life 1000x better with each other in all ways!

I started to realize(selfishly after months of being with older men that she picked) that she may have a kink for older men also.

One night before I had a longer trip to go on, I asked her if she wanted to take some time off and come with me on this one to get away from her normal 9-5 and she happily agreed!

That night we were packing and I told her that she would be "The ultimate prize" for an older guy.. "lots of younger guys like old men and get fucked by them.. but how many girls in their 20s are waiting for a old guy to fuck them anonymously for as long as they'd like"

She starred at me blankly and said "I'm so down"

The first time it happened I was passed out drunk and didn’t even know it till I got up the next morning to pee and realized there was dried cum all over my shirt and underwear.

The second time was during the night. I heard him come in my room and he must have been close because he had barely walked over to my bed when he unloaded on my sheets and then left.

A few nights later I heard him come in my room and I waited on him to walk up to my bed and I kicked off the sheets. I was on my back in just underwear. He took his time and shot a load on my chest and face and we never said a word.

After that third time it became a thing

Now I have had a few spur of the moment handjobs, quick cum and runs over the years. But it took me a minute to get up to the art of cruising with total strangers. Something just terrified me about it. I have “mastered” it now. By mastered I mean I have done more whore shit than I care to admit in the bathrooms and alleyways of the world. But today I shall tell you the story of my first successful cruise.

So, I was a young 18 year old fool with sex and reckless amounts of thoughts on my brain. I was fresh in college, had a couple hookups but I wanted something more. I started using Sniffies, my first attempt I chickened out. I had linked up with this dude in a public bathroom at a park. No real conversation just pics and location confirmation.

I was dying with each step to the bathroom. You probably could hear my heart doing gymnastics outside my chest. I keep wondering “This is how I die” “Fuck sakes I’m gonna catch something” “Should I just dip?” I was honestly not even sure if I could get it up. But eventually I prepped myself up and went in. It started like I expected, a bit of shadow play first then he put his hand under the door and did the handjob motion. Thus I stuck my dick under the stall, and he started stroking and put some cream on it. All of sudden I saw his shadow get on the ground then bam. He shoves his ass half way under the stall. I had no condom, I was ready, thus I freaked out and ran.

A few weeks later I decided to try this again. I could have left it but for some reason I felt like I was missing something if I didn’t do this eventually. Thus I started some careful planning, I knew I didn’t want to do a sniffies park run again, so I looked up a few goto spots and bam, gay bar bathroom it was. So, I found a bar that was known for easy hookups, I went there, got tipsy and made my way to the bathroom.

There were a few guys smoking and chatting and more passing through. I stayed at the urinal and around the sink allowing a few eyes to cock watch. Eventually I caught something attention, this older otter type dude came next to me and asked if I was looking. I nodded, and he said to follow him to his car to “chat” He picked up that I was nervous and I admitted this was my first cruise. Something about him, probably age, made me feel so at ease. I bummed a cigarette(first time as well lol) and eventually we were in his back seat, door open, and humping like rabbits. Long story short we fucked, he ripped off the condom and swallowed my load. I gave him a handjob and he shot into his chest chair. We exchanged contact and I got a ride home feeling like a new man lol.