fieldofbeing

So good 😎

Had a pleasant quiet Sunday at home. Chatted through the morning in Grindr with a guy who was travelling home from Tamworth country music festival... and by the time he got near my place we agreed he'd stop in and fuck me 😉 he's a mid-60s bearded farmer, well-built and muscled, with a fine cock. I sucked him for a bit and then he sucked on my cock, which got him really hard... he did it so well, some 'tops' go all out sucking my dick as if they don't understand that the worst thing would be if I cum before they even start fucking lol... this guy was more respectful, he enjoyed my dick in his mouth but wasn't trying to make me cum. Then I got on all fours and he slid in magnificently from behind... after a very nice, well-fitted fuck, he blew a load deep in my ass. Condoms never mentioned. We had a good chat after... he mentioned that he raised two sons as a single dad and now runs the farm by himself as they have moved to the city. Very nice guy. Now, about 6 hours later, I noticed his big load is starting to leak out into my shorts while I'm cooking dinner 😉

Young and inexperienced, I was once fucked by a black guy in recessed stairwell doorway of a car park. He unloaded in my ass and we'd literally just pulled our pants up when a security guy appeared and said "what r u guys doing?!" I said "nothing" and we both walked away very fast in opposite directions lol in hindsight, I'd guess he wanted a piece of it, but I was too nervous to realise at the time...

Hey guys - thanks for reading and for the comments/feedback 🙂 I haven't written something like this before, so it's been fun to share it with you. I planned this story to end with this little tail the next day, so here it is. Not sure if I'll continue with a 'series 2' - we'll see if I get an idea sometime. Cheers! _________________ Coda (Pt.11) The next morning, feeling quite stressed about the possibility of them showing up here again, I got up early, showered and got myself fully dressed. I wasn’t going to tempt anyone today, or take any risks by being naked at home! I forced myself into a normal routine… made some breakfast and coffee, took it out onto the verandah and tried to relax. Or at least pretend to relax. No music this morning—I didn’t want more surprises. Around 8 am, I heard a vehicle in the distance and soon saw Mike’s truck coming up the valley, still a few kilometres away. Some minutes later, he pulled up and climbed out. He gave me a wave and turned to the back for his toolbox. Without coming in my direction, he just called out, “I’ve got the right size seal this morning - just take a few minutes to fix”. “Ok - thanks.”, I replied. Seemed like we were both starting the day pretending everything was back to normal. I was relieved to see that the apprentice wasn’t with him. Not sure I could have faced him again so soon after the crazy experience of yesterday. After 15 minutes or so, Mike reappeared around the corner of the house and headed towards me. At the steps, he stopped and reported, " It’s all good. It seems to have stopped the leak, and she’s holding pressure. Just let us know if there’s any problem with it.” “Great - that’s good, thanks”, I said, feeling a bit awkward under his calm gaze, trying not to think about yesterday. “That coffee smells good. Any more there?” he asked. “Er… yeah, I made I pot.” By the time I came back with a coffee for Mike, he was sitting in the chair beside mine, one foot up on the verandah rail, looking very comfortable. We chatted for a while about the usual things guys talk about around here… the weather, when it might rain, water tanks, the neighbour’s sunflower crop. Eventually, after a bit of a pause while we sipped coffee looking at the view, I decided to go for it: “What’s the story with your apprentice? Who is that kid?” Mike looked at me steadily for a moment as if deciding what to say. “Harry… he’s a wild one, eh?” he said and grinned. “That’s a word for it”, I replied. Then I waited to see what else might come… “Funny thing is…” Mike seemed unusually hesitant. “You know my twin Rob, yeah?” “Yeah, I remember him,” I said. I’d only met him a few times, quite a while back. He moved away years ago. “Well, he and I kinda shared a girlfriend for a bit, soon after High School. Young and stupid, eh? Dunno if Harry is my son or my nephew. Doesn’t matter now, I guess. She got married later, and the guy adopted him. Decent. I reckon Harry suspects something, though, about me and his mum… or maybe she told him. Dunno. He wanted to do the apprenticeship with me, and I’d like to see him turn out ok. But the way things are going, I’m not sure if it’s me leading him astray or him getting me into trouble! Actually, I do know - it’s him who is the wicked one, that’s for sure… You wouldn’t believe what he gets up to.” Mike laughed, but it was a slightly worried-sounding laugh. He scratched his beard thoughtfully. “Wow”, I said. “Ok… that explains some of what I was wondering about.” Mike looked at me for a moment, then said, “Wanna fuck?” I thought about it for a bit and replied, “Yeah”. We both got up and headed into the house. As we walked down the hall side-by-side, he slid his strong, rough hand down inside the back of my jeans, comfortably cupping one of my ass cheeks with a proprietorial familiarity that, I suddenly realised, felt rather good.

Mmm... this isn't sauna-related but the thread reminded me of a cute incident from a few months ago: travelling for work, I met this tall, hot, 'straight' younger guy (late 20s) who wanted to fuck me. He wanted to use a condom--and I agreed because he was so hot and I had the vibe he might be well hung 😉 I took him to my hotel and he gave me a great fucking. I was right - hot and hung. After, he popped into the bathroom for a moment, said thanks and left. A few minutes later I went to the bathroom and found that he had left a neatly folded square of tissue on the side of the sink, with the condom (also neatly folded so it wouldn't leak) on top. He must have guessed that I wanted his load... how thoughtful is that?! ❤️

Pt. 10 Exhausted and shocked by the way this morning had played out, I decided to just lie there and rest… although it was weird being tied up face down with the apprentice asleep on my back, his cock still buried inside me. This was a strange new experience. After a while, I heard some clanking near the pump shed, Mike closing up his toolbox, and the sound of his boots heading this way. He called out, “Oi!” But I wasn’t sure whether to me or the mad kid. Anyway, the boy started to wake, groggily mumbling, “Huh?’, and rolling off me to one side. I was so covered in cum from the huge bath of it he had given me from his ass earlier that where our bodies had been in contact while he slept peeled apart with a strange sticky-glue feeling. I must smell disgusting. “Show us his cunt”, Mike said. The boy ripped his cock out of me—amazingly, it felt still half hard—and got up. Seeing that I was about to roll over, he sat on my back, facing towards my feet, and I felt his hands roughly pull apart my ass cheeks. “Mmmm, gaping”, he said, still sounding sleepy. Nothing happened for a minute or two, as he just held my ass open… I wondered what Mike was doing. Just standing there looking, or what? Until I felt a hard stream of hot piss on my backside. After a second of splashing over me (and presumably partly over the kid), he got it aimed right, and I felt it gurgle into my open hole. Despite myself, and the feeling of being abused, it turned me on, and I felt my stupid cock starting to get hard against the grass under me. When the hard, high-pressure stream of piss stopped, I heard Mike zip up his pants. Speaking normally, he said, “I don’t have a seal the right size with me. Have to come back tomorrow.” The thought of seeing them again tomorrow was difficult to process. I didn’t reply. The boy got up, and I turned over to look at Mike, who glanced at my erection. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a knife - opened it, and reached down and cut the tie on my ankles. “Sit up, man”, he directed in his strong, calm way. As I pulled myself up a bit he reached the tie on my wrists and cut that as well. My body ached inside and out; I was naked except for my boots and covered in second-hand cum from who knows what guys, with piss leaking out of my ass. “Come on, we’ll be late.” Mike said to the apprentice, and they walked away towards their truck. As I got up and started stumbling after, towards the house, I heard them talking: Mike: “We should bring the Tradie’s Club out here next month, so you don’t have to take all the pounding on your own.” The kid laughed and said, “Yeah - that would be hot. I can use his messy hole after.” As I walked up the steps and looked back, I saw the boy throw his singlet and shorts in the back of the truck, and he climbed into the passenger seat naked. Farout. This young guy was just something else.

Some guy whose profile just said 'looking' messaged me this afternoon. After a bit of chat he asked if he could wank into my mouth. I said sure. He told me to wait blindfolded and naked on my knees in the shower because he also needed to piss. He walked in and pissed on me then left. That was disappointing. But then he messaged and said sorry I got shy. Can I come back and cum? I'm still outside. So... I said yeah ok. Got back in position. He came back and jerked off into my mouth. After he left, chat continued... Turns out he's an inexperienced nervous young college student. Sweet! Also, he said 'I left you a gift near the door'... An old pair of undies he has used as a cum rag the past week... He said about 10 loads on them. I'm still wearing them lol filthy...

Me too 😎

Pt.9 I found myself trapped, lying on the ground on my side with my ankles tied together and my hands tied behind my back. The apprentice was holding the long-handled wrench again… which did not make me feel comfortable. Sitting on the ground behind me, he leaned into my ear and said, “Tell me that you are a filthy slut and how you want to be my whore”. I said nothing. Reaching to my ass, he parted the cheeks with one hand and pressed the rounded end of the thick wrench handle to my hole… putting a little pressure. “Tell me how much you want it”, he said, a hard note in his voice. This time, before I had a chance to decide whether to answer or not, he rammed the handle into my ass. He left it in there. This sinister boy now lay down alongside my naked back… one hand slightly jiggling the wrench handle inside me and his face close behind my neck so I could feel him breathing. “I need to know…” he said quietly, “how badly you want to be my whore. I already saw what a slut for cock you are, letting Mike fuck you that way. I think you want more. Tell me.” As he was speaking, he started pushing the wrench handle deeper into me. Not in the steady calm way that Mike fucked me; he just pushed it in carelessly. At a certain point of penetration, it hit something that hurt, and I yelled. Instead of pulling it back, he actually laughed out loud and held it there, firmly… right on that point of pain. “I didn’t hear you”, he said. “Tell me you are a slut.” I gave in and said, “Yeah, I’m a slut”. I suppose it was true, after this morning! “Good daddy”, he said without any friendliness in his voice. “Now tell me that you want to be my whore”. I started to sense that this would never end… so, starting to speak, I began tentatively, “Um…” At which moment he pulled the wrench entirely out of my ass and pushed it right back in again… all the way up to that point where I yelled, again. Then he pulled it right out once more… but placed the end resting against my increasingly sore hole. “Pardon?” He said sarcastically. I decided to keep my mouth shut and not give him satisfaction or encouragement. This was a mistake… he plunged the wrench handle into my hole as deep as he could get it, then fucked it in and out a few times…. I nearly lost control of, no, I had no more control to lose, really, it was just such a crazy feeling and so uncomfortable, and getting more frightening. Pushing the handle back to the point where I squirmed with discomfort again, he leaned over my tied-up arms and bit my nipple. Just went right down on it and bit. The pain at both ends of my naked body tipped me over the edge, and I started blabbing, “I’m your slut. Make me your whore.” “No”, he said, letting go of my nipple. “You’re a FILTHY slut, and a DISGUSTING whore. Say it!” I gave up completely and just repeated his words. Whatever. He then dropped the wrench—but its long handle was still planted deep in my ass, stood up and walked around to stand in front of my face. He knelt down and picked my head up by the throat, saying, “Open”. I hesitated a second, and with his other hand, he slapped the side of my face hard. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his rock-hard Mike-replica cock into my face. There was no steady getting used to it now, as there had been with Mike… he just fucked my face roughly for a few minutes… then paused and pushed his dick deeper into my throat… he was holding the front of my neck with his hand, and as he felt his cock go down into it, he said “oh yeah!” At the same moment, I felt something weird… it took me a moment to realise that he was pissing. With my hands and feet tied and the crazy kid holding my throat with his cock down inside it, there wasn’t much I could do… and I had this weird warm feeling that was… hm, suddenly great. I felt inexplicably turned on, but my eyes felt they would pop out with the stress and just as I suddenly thought I needed to breathe, he pulled his cock out. Not gracefully, just pulled it out and stood up, taking no account of how it felt for me. Weirdly, after this last punishment to my body, face, and throat, and with the big handle of some kind of plumber’s tool rammed up my ass, my cock had got hard again. The kid looked at my erection, laughed and said, “I knew you loved it. You’re mine, now, slut.” The next bit was probably the climax of it all for the crazy apprentice kid… but I don’t really remember much, it’s a blur. He pulled the tool out of my ass - again without any consideration, knelt down and plunged his cock in balls deep. Fortunately, it was wet from just deep-throating me and pissing down my neck. All I remember is the fiercest, roughest, pounding I’ve ever experienced. It went on for a while, but not too long, maybe 5 minutes. My mind drifted away, almost as though I was with the trees, looking down from above. He fucked like a jackhammer, or a wild animal, deep and hard, out of control, until finally, with a series of huge shouts and his dick rammed further into me than I thought was possible, he unloaded his raging twink cum. Strangely, he fell on me, with his cock still inside, put his arms around my chest and held me hard to his hot sweaty body. And he just stayed there. Not sure what was going on, I stayed as still as possible while he hugged me, lying on top of my tied-up naked body. Eventually, I noticed his breathing getting slower and heavier and had the realisation: damn - he was asleep!

Pt.8 He reached down to where I was lying on my side and flipped me roughly onto my stomach, then put one foot over me and sat on the small of my back. He leaned forward and spoke into my ear, “You looked like a total slut, taking it!’ I could feel his fat hard cock pressing against my back, radiating heat. Dumbly, I replied, “Oh, thanks.’ I wasn’t sure where this was going. He said, ‘I think you ARE a total slut. And you want to be my whore. Am I right?’ Not used to being spoken to like this by a kid less than half my age, I wasn’t sure how to respond… He stood up again, and I moved to get up as well, but he pushed me face down hard, rudely. Suddenly, without warning, something rammed a few inches into my ass and whipped out again. I yelped with surprise and pain. I jumped to my feet and spun around to look at him. I realised it was the end of the long handle of the wrench, he had just pumped it into me and pulled it out. The cylindrical steel handle, its end covered in red rubber, was probably not as thick as Mike's cock... but it was hard and inflexible. Its rounded end was now wet with the post-fucking juices from my ass. My ass still twitching from the shock, I said, ‘What the fuck!?’ and he dropped the wrench and stepped towards me… I stood nervously, ready to run, but he put his arms around me and hugged his hard, slim body to mine. He reached down and took my hands in his, stretching back around me in a hot embrace—I could feel his warm breath on my ear. He suddenly made a quick move with his hands, and I felt something pulled tight around my wrists. In panic, I tried to pull away, realising that my hands were now tied. Fuck. It felt like a cable tie. Where did that come from? I was starting to feel really stupid. I turned towards the house and started to walk away, saying, ‘OK, that’s enough.’ But he came after me and—I’m not kidding—picked me up. Farout, this boy is strong. He cradled me in his arms, with my hands now tied behind my back, and carried me back across the grass to where the wrench lay. With none of Mike’s sense of calm control, he just dropped me on the ground. Before I had a chance to recover, he had grabbed my ankles and whipped another cable tie around them. I tried to kick away, but it was too late, he was already drawing it tight, and my kicking finished the job.

Pt. 7 The apprentice was standing nearby, I could hear him laughing at me. Lying on my side on the ground, I opened my eyes. I could see the boy’s legs near me, and Mike was over at their truck, looking for something in the back. I shut my eyes again. This was all too much. After a few moments, I heard Mike walking back and opened my eyes again. He was carrying a toolbox in one hand. Oh, that’s right—he’s supposed to be fixing the pump. In his other hand, he carried some kind of tool, maybe a wrench with a long cylindrical handle, the end foot or so of the handle covered in red rubber as a grip. He passed it to the apprentice without a word and stood next to him for a moment, looking at me. The kid was now entirely naked but for his boots, and his cock was fully erect. As I looked back at them, I suddenly noticed something… although Mike was strong and solid, and the boy was slim, they were the same height. Although youthfully slimmer, the boy’s body, I noticed, was rock-hard, and his abdomen was knitted across with a pattern of tight muscle. But what really drew my attention was that the apprentice’s cock looked exactly like Mike’s. An exact replica in size and shape. That seemed an unusual coincidence. Farout. Are they related, somehow?! Mike put his hand out and ruffled the hair on the back of the apprentice’s head roughly but affectionately, then turned away and headed towards the pump shed, opening his tool-box. The boy took a step towards me, giving the long-handled tool a gentle swing, holding it near the wrench end. He looked down at me and asked, ‘Did you like Mike’s dick in you?’ I hesitated a moment, then said, ‘Um… yeah’. ‘How much did you like it, really?’ ‘Ummm…, yeah, it’s good.’ He seemed not very impressed with this answer, giving the handle of the wrench another swing with a sulky look on his face.

I was still in bed at 6:30 am this morning when I got a message from my local 24yo FB - "morning fun? Cum over." His brother/housemate must be away 🙂 He lives only 10 minutes away, so I did a quick check to see my ass was good to go (fortunately yes) and drove over. His apartment front door was open, so I walked in and headed to his bedroom. He was naked on the bed, with his huge dick ready. I stripped off and got to work on it. A few minutes later he was banging me as hard as he could, first missionary, then doggy-style, then I ended flat on my stomach while he went to town, pounding mercilessly and as deep as possible. His cock is always hard (never seen it soft lol) but this was extreme - like a piece of wood. He unloaded for quite a long time - I can always feel his cock pumping the cum into me. He pulled out then slid back in and fucked me a bit more. We chatted a few minutes while I got dressed and he headed to the shower to get ready for work. He's a fierce dominant fucker, but in 'real life' a sweet shy kid. I drove home with a sticky wet ass, my whole body covered in his beautiful scent of musky just-woke-up boy. I had two happy thoughts for the morning: 1) top guys who are roughly half my age always seem to be a good fit 😜 2) morning hardons are awesome 🍆

Pt 6 After a moment of stillness, while we all rested in a weirdly intimate position, locked together by our cocks, Mike calmly withdrew his cock from my totally worn-out ass and stepped away. I could feel that nothing much leaked out, as his cum was still so deep inside. I slid out of the boy, my cock already going soft, covered in someone else’s cream, thinking I’d finally get to rest, but Mike pushed firmly down on my head, sending me to my knees behind the boy, who was still bent over against the shed. He said, “Eat it.” The boy just stood there bent over, his cute slim ass in front of my face, and I saw his hole twitch slightly… which I have to admit was inviting. I glanced at Mike, already putting his dick away in his shorts, then leaned forward to run my tongue upwards over his apprentice's hole, and it opened a bit outwards, the lips giving an invitation. I thought, whatever, fuck it, and pushed my face into the boy’s warm ass, between his cheeks, all wet and strongly smelling of cum—my mouth closed on his sweet young hole, and I pushed my tongue up into it. I heard Mike say, “Did he cum too quick for you?” and the boy replied, “Yeah, for sure. I was just getting into it.” Mike replied, in the tone of someone giving permission, “You can punish it. His ass can take more.” I thought… what? At that moment, the boy pushed his pussy outwards and released a huge belch of pure cum directly into my conveniently positioned, open mouth. Fuck, that was a bit unexpected! I leaned back in surprise as I realised firstly that this was indeed far, far more cum than just my load… and secondly that it was so much, it filled and overflowed my mouth. As I tried to swallow some of it, it was waterfalling down my chin. I love the taste of cum, but this was verging on grotesque. Just too much of the ripe taste and too much to swallow it all. As I was thinking to spit some of it out, the boy turned casually and pushed me backwards onto the grass. He kicked his shorts off, over his work boots, and stepped forward over my naked body, one foot on each side of me. Then he sat down on my face, hard, pushing his hole against my mouth, with his hairy balls blocking my nose. And he just sat there. I waited a moment and then tried to push him off… but despite being slim, he was in the stronger position, literally sitting on me. I couldn’t breathe, and my mouth was still full of cum. I swallowed as much of it as I could, but that didn’t help me to breath. Then, I felt him open his ass again and before I could close my mouth properly, he pushed another flood of cum into it—it felt like another huge amount, as much as the first time. Good grief—how many guys had fucked this boy this morning?! Unbelievable. He stood up abruptly, and remained standing over me, one boot on either side of my face. Finally able to breath through my nose, but with my mouth overflowing with cum, I had a moment of panic, as if I was drowning. I tried to breathe, spit, and swallow all at the same time, which resulted in ridiculous choking and snorting. The boy stepped away and I rolled over, groaning and spluttering, trying to wipe streams of sticky cum from my face but just spreading it around. Finally, I lay on the grass to rest, with my eyes closed. I thought ‘fuck, I have cum leaking out of my nose. How is that even possible?’

Pt.5 With my hands braced on the boy’s back, I watched fascinated as my cock slid in and out of him, all controlled by Mike from behind. The white cream of cum being churned up was now coating my cock, and starting to trickle down my balls. I wondered whose cum it was… maybe Mike’s?! I imagined them fucking early in the morning at the workshop, or out on the road behind the truck somewhere. This apprentice might be getting some unusual training! Although Mike was still silent, the boy was now moaning happily, and saying, “oh, yes” repeatedly. My mind wandered for a moment in this strange, dream-like state Mike had somehow made for me—I thought how lucky it was that I had douched thoroughly last night to have a play with my big dildo. It felt like I must still be clean inside, and also, it had probably helped me to take Mike’s dick so easily. Like I said before, I often don’t get very hard when I’m being fucked, and I’m not a great top because I cum too quickly. Although people tell me I have a fine cock. Maybe I should practice more. In a change of rhythm, Mike pulled my cock all the way out of the boy and plunged it straight back in again, but now not moving his own cock. He was planted far into me, and I could feel his strong body and hi-vis shirt pressed against my naked back. He was now feeling a bit hot, maybe starting to sweat under the shirt. The boy cried out happily, a sound of sheer pleasure taken to a new level. Mike did this a couple of times, each time pulling it right out, my cock covered in creamy cum juices, or whatever it was inside the boy, then ramming it back—he somehow managed to aim my cock confidently right back into the loose, unresisting hole each time, just using his hands guiding my hips. On the third of these strokes, as I was pulled out of him, the apprentice, with his cute, deep, young voice, said, “Fuck me, daddies!”. My mind had been in a different space, not really thinking about cumming—but suddenly, I felt that my balls were about to explode. I yelled, “Fuuuuuck!” And Mike, realising what was about to happen, held my hips forward and my cock deep in the hole. My cock unleashed its usual flood of cum into the boy’s ass. I cum a lot… it always surprises anyone giving me a blow-job. I guess the boy could feel it pumping as his back tensed up a bit under my hands, and he let out a combination of a long moan and sigh.

Not sure where this story is coming from, I've never written anything like this before... anyway, seem to be on a roll with it now! Pt.4 Mike took his hand from my eyes, and I saw that the apprentice had stripped off his singlet and dropped the shorts to his ankles— his ass was pressed against me with my cock inside. Unbelievable. This day was turning out to be mad. I could also see that in turning me around, Mike had set the three of us up in a position where the boy could lean forward to brace his hands on the pump shed. He took my hands and placed them on the boy’s back. With all this now set up, Mike began fucking my hole again, deep strokes in and out—each one banging hard into me, pushing my hips forward. His hands held my waist again, moving it back and forth in coordination with his strokes. I saw now how he had planned this… I was stuck in the middle, with him pounding from behind and the boy firmly positioned on my cock. Mike could continue fucking me while using my dick as a kind of dildo to fuck the boy at the same time. I’d have to admit that this felt incredible. My ass was really tired and numb, but Mike’s control of the fucking, his long, steady strokes deep in and out, gave me a tremendous feeling. My body had long before given up any resistance, so his huge cock felt almost comfortable in me at this stage, like it was becoming part of me. And now, my own cock was so hard and being used to fuck the apprentice, under Mike’s control. Hmm… perhaps I was starting to have fun 😉 On the other hand, my knees and legs were getting tired from standing and getting pounded for so long. I felt that I really needed give them a rest soon. Like in a dream, from a distance, I watched my dick being pumped steadily in and out of the boy’s hole. It felt really soft inside and, I thought, not at all tight like young guys usually are. Each time on the way out, I saw his slightly hairy hole open outwards a bit, with beautiful lips like a pussy around my hard-on. Soft and very wet is how it felt, and I also noticed that as my cock was withdrawn, it seemed to be getting a covering of juices from inside him… and then a small trickle of these white, creamy juices began to run out of his hole and drip down. Fuck! This guy was pre-loaded!

Pt.3 Having spent a good while warming up down my throat, Mike was now simply using my ass as a hole to pound his tool into. Once he started fucking, it was steady and focused, just like all his work—each stroke pulling out right to the point of almost popping out, the tip only just still inside me, then driving forward the full length of his cock, balls deep. I had to support myself against the wall, where Mike had put my hands, my head down, trying to accommodate what he was doing to me without too much resistance. I couldn't move my ass away because Mike was holding my hips firmly in the position he wanted. After several long, hard strokes, I let out an involuntary whimper and tried to shuffle my feet a bit, but Mike said sharply, ‘Stay’. From this point, he didn’t change the pace, just steadily railing my hole—a constant, relentless rhythm, like a machine. Long minutes went by, and then more. I started to space out, this was all so surreal, and the deep rhythm of the fucking was both numbing and also… well, such a fantastic feeling. My body was just taken over by Mike, his cock fucking me all the way to the end; a total mind/body fuck. I lost track of time as this went on, until without any sign of a change to the rhythm, or a change to his breathing (Mike seemed not to be even sweating despite the workout, from what I could tell), he suddenly stopped at the balls-deep end of the stroke, leaned forward to my ear and said ‘unloading’. His beard brushed across the back of my neck. Bringing my mind back from wherever it had gone, I became aware of his cock pulsing repeatedly, his balls tight against my ass… and I knew he was breeding me so deep that his seed would be with me for the rest of the day, at least. I let out a groan of relief that it was over—feeling very strange, a powerful pleasure mixed with discomfort and humiliation. I noticed that my own cock was fully hard, even though it often isn’t when I get fucked. I heard Mike say something quietly, with his cock still planted in me, and the boy mumbled something in response. So, he was still there, to add to my embarrassment. Without speaking to me, Mike put one hand over my eyes and put the other around me, holding my arms tight and turning me around, his cock still deep inside. Almost before I had a chance to think, ‘What the hell?’, I felt a touch to my cock, and then something soft, warm and wet began to slide over it… omg… is the apprentice sucking me? I tensed up, trying to figure out what was going on. Damn. Then I felt his skinny ass cheeks touch my body, and he laughed quietly… he had taken my erect cock all the way into his young ass.

Pt2 I put my tongue out and let it gently touch the drop of pre-cum, drawing it into my mouth. Mmmm that sweet taste, after which there is no going back… I opened my mouth and put it all the way around Mike’s cock, with my face right up into his red-haired crotch. He smelled both manly and clean, a faint smell of soap. Even still not fully hard, he was touching the back of my throat. As I started sucking his cock, drawing my lips and tongue back and forth along the length of it, I felt him quickly getting bigger and harder. My jaw had to open wider as his cock got surprisingly much fatter. He made no sound but put his hand firmly on my shoulder, which I took as a signal to continue. After a few minutes, he put his hands on either side of my head and held it still, so he could begin to fuck my face. He pumped his cock in and out steadily and calmly—but each inward thrust pushed firmly, kind of sternly, against my throat… and I started to get the message that he was going to persist until it opened for him all the way. After one of these thrusts, as I was trying to relax my throat to take the hard head of Mike’s cock into my neck, I heard a twig snap underfoot on the ground nearby and remembered the boy. He was still nearby, apparently, or maybe walking away. Sensing my moment of distraction, Mike’s next push was stronger and he kept pushing, not pulling back. My throat muscles almost reflexively opened and he was in— I felt his hard mushroom head pop through, followed by a terrifying length of hard, merciless dick. Luckily, I had prepared the angle of my neck for it, so although it felt like a shocking intrusion into a vulnerable part of my body, at least I took it in without too much pain. As I knew he would, he held my head firmly with his cock far down my throat… forcing me to get used to it. I had to shut my eyes, telling myself to just relax (as if that was possible) and wait. Eventually, he decided that he’d blocked my breathing for long enough and slowly withdrew… I coughed up a handful of saliva, but he was already putting his cock back into my mouth. He now settled into a pattern of fucking my mouth while regularly pushing it through into my neck, more and more often, and keeping it down there for longer. I could feel my face turning red and a waterfall of saliva running down my chin onto my naked chest, trickling down to my cock and dripping off my balls onto the ground. A thought passed through my mind, slightly amused that only a short while before, I had felt embarrassed about being caught naked—my shame had now progressed to a new level. After an eternity in which I just had to let go of control and any sense of time, while Mike had his way with my mouth and my throat, just taking what he wanted, he eventually pulled out. I was thinking about how sore my throat would be tomorrow for a moment, but Mike just said, “Up”. I got to my feet a bit slowly, my knees sore and stiff from so long kneeling on the grass. Mike’s cock was huge and rock hard, rooted in his beautiful ginger pubic hair, shining wet and dripping with all the water he had pumped from my mouth and throat. It was long and really fat towards the base, tapering a bit towards the end, then topped off with a big mushroom. A porn star’s cock. Without any more words, he firmly took my arm and turned me around, pushing me toward the wall of the house, with my back to him. He took each of my hands and placed them on the wall, then let go. I stood there, feeling exposed, naked mentally as well as physically now, looking at the wall. I was feeling I should brace myself but more just resigned to what must be coming next. To be fair, although I was starting to see Mike in a new light, as he revealed himself as a very in-charge top, what came next was tough but not unkind. He put his strong rough hands on my hips from behind, holding me firmly. Then I felt the tip of his wet cock touch my ass hole, and he just went in, not roughly or painfully, it was in control and firm, and I knew there was no option. Somehow, my body responded to his by just letting it happen— my hole opened for him like a flower bud, and he slid smoothly all the way in. I pushed out a bit to open myself further as he passed my second sphincter. A rush of pleasure, or something beyond pleasure, rippled upwards through my abdomen and chest, manifesting outwardly as goosebumps on my skin as Mike rested his great weapon deeply inside me. I was lost in this sensation and Mike was totally in control.

I live some way out of town, on a farming property. I’m not the farmer, though, I have a town job - others in the family take care of stuff out on the place. One of the things I love most is the rare occasion I find myself home alone… I love the quiet, the big space of the view across the valley, the sense of calm, and being far away from other people for a period of time. Today was one of those days—the rest of the household is away for a week. I woke up naked in bed after a Saturday sleep-in and decided not to bother putting on any clothes (naturally). So good to have the house to myself. I opened up all the windows, as it was a nice summer morning. Made some tea and sat on the verandah for a while, just enjoying the peace with the cat, watching the horses grazing down the hill. I noticed that some of the plants on the verandah needed water, so I made a mental note to come back and fix them shortly. Heading back inside, I turned on some music. Since no one else was home, I turned it up loud so I could hear it everywhere. I tidied the kitchen a bit, then went out to the other side of the house to bring a bucket of water for the plants. Soon after, I was working my way down the row of plant pots on the front verandah, watering and enjoying the cool summer breeze on my naked ass. Another good thing about this place is you can hear a car or truck coming up the gravel road from quite a distance away, so there is plenty of time to pull on some pants if anyone comes in. Just as I was thinking that, I heard a tentative voice very close say “um… hey…?”. I spun around in surprise to find a slim young lad in tradies shorts and a singlet standing awkwardly on the verandah steps. There was a small truck parked in the drive, and I suddenly remembered that the plumber was coming to look at a problem with our water pump today. Damn, with my music so loud, I didn’t hear them drive in! Realising that the boy had already seen everything there is to see of me naked, and that I would have to walk the full length of the verandah anyway to go inside and get dressed, I said “Oh, sorry - forgot you guys were coming. I should put some clothes on”. Being polite, I guess, he just said, “No worries. Mike is around looking at the pump now—he asked me to let you know we’re here.” At this point, Mike walked around the side of the house and came towards us. He is a pretty decent guy, few words, just gets stuff done - mid-30s, strong and with a full ginger beard. Clearly, he saw that I was naked talking to his apprentice, but there was no outward reaction in his expression. At that moment, I became aware of two things: firstly, during the few moments I’d been talking with the boy, he had been looking mostly at my cock; secondly, given the attention, it was starting to get half-hard, lifting up a bit. Good grief. It’s so embarrassing, but there's nowhere to hide now. Mike, coming up to stand with us, said, “I can see the problem. Grab your boots, I’ll show you.” He glanced at my boots, right next to where he was standing on the step. Thinking this is foolish, but they’re kind of acting like nothing is wrong, and there’s almost no point putting pants on at this stage; I walked towards Mike and pulled the boots onto my bare feet. He was already heading off back around the side by the time I got down the steps, with the boy following a bit awkwardly close to me. As we turned the corner, his warm shoulder brushed mine. Mike was standing by the pump shed, which is about chest height, just to cover the water pump from the weather. He gestured down for me to look inside and said, “At the back, there’s a drip, so it’s losing pressure - just needs a new seal.” I had to crouch down to look inside where he was pointing. True enough, there was a small leak dripping. As I had my head down looking, he took a step back from looking over my shoulder. I turned my head and found myself face-to-face with an enormous cock, flopped out of his shorts. It had a drop of pre-cum on the end of it. I looked up at his face, and he just nodded, so I knew what to do…

Prefer raw of course, but I'll go along with a condom if I like the guy otherwise... Partly because if they become a regular there's usually a point where they'll start fucking raw anyway... And also, it's surprising how often I discover a load in me after being fucked with a condom 😈🤣💦 happened just this week.

Haha yeah I've had a few hot surprises just like this, sweet young lads who turn into dom tops once they're naked and know exactly what they want 😋

Wrecked by a big cock at lunchtime today... Next!

Today, here in Australia... a great Friday lunchtime fuck. One of my favourite local young tops (24yo, muscle, big cock, always horny) messaged me to say hi. Then the conversation went: what are you doing today? working from home. yeah, me too. want to fuck? yeah, what time. 12 at my place? Great, see you then. So, I went over, we got naked and he lay down so I could enjoy sucking him. His cock is always hard - I think I've never seen him soft lol For a while he held my head still and fucked my face... pushing his cock deep into my throat. I love it. After a while he stood up and slid into my ass, I was on all fours. He is such a great top - alternates sweet things like putting his arms around me and kissing my neck with really hard fucking, dominating my pussy and my whole body. He made it last as long as he could, but I could feel he was so close to cumming all the time 😉 Eventually he froze still with his strong arms locked around me, and I could feel the massive pulsing of his cock all the way from his balls against my ass through to deep inside me, pumping stream after stream of cum. Dressed and back to work with my hole full of his huge load, dripping. Wish we can do it every day!

These are great suggestions. I like specific goals 😎

I've found that guys with monster cocks have had to learn to be very skillful in using them 😉 I still remember the first 10 i encountered... I was quite young. I thought there was no chance it would fit, but he just said "don't worry about it" and five minutes later he had eased it in all the way and was soon pounding hard 🍆🔥🍑 cum to think of it, might have been my first bb fuck too ❤️

Thinking about this, I remembered that one of my favourite regular tops in a city I lived a few years ago claimed to be a btm on his profile. Go figure! Likewise, I've had plenty of 'side' guys message asking if they can fuck me. And I don't like to say no 😎😈 I'm comfortable with a fair degree of fluidity... Words and actions don't always line up neatly.