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“Cmon just a quick blowjob all I wanna do is blow down your throat” was his reply to me saying I wasn’t sure if I could get away to blow him with the BF at home from his Locanto ad. But that is a story to be told after this story of my fall from grace into depravity J. So for the next two weeks, I waited patiently inside the stall on my lunch break for the chubby tradie to show up, unzip and lean back as he expected his daily blowjob. For two weeks I eagerly sucked his sweaty cock, for two weeks I eagerly swallowed his thick semen, for two weeks I savoured the taste of his strong seed on my tongue and down my throat, for two weeks I sucked and cleaned his cock like my life depended on it. For those Two weeks, my BF had the most sex he has ever had in a short amount of time. So after my days ended at work, I would get home and kneel in-front of my BF, be it in front of TV or his office on his computer or even whilst he was on a call to his parents. I would kneel and pull his cock out and suck him, tasting his sweaty cock as it grew in my mouth lubing him up getting him primed as I turned around and begged him to fuck me. Whimpering as he slid his cock in me raw and fucked me hard until he blew his load. Kissing him as I pulled my pants up and walked out to start making dinner. This was great, I got to blow a guy with no ties and come home and please my BF, it wasn’t really cheating was it? I mean I came home to him and its not like he didn’t benefit from no sex. Its only cheating if you stop pleasing your partner right? That’s what I kept telling myself….. and I believed it. But as they say all good things come to an end, and whilst it didn’t really end my job screwed me over and sent me to a smaller branch but it was further away and made my lunch time hookup quite impossible. So of course because I wasn’t getting my daily load from tradie, the sex eased off at home and I blew it off as being an a new branch with new responsibilities and it was a bigger job as they were really unorganised. So things came to a flying halt in the sex department. A few months had gone by and I woke up on a Sunday morning in bed alone as I grabbed my phone and logged onto KNOX and noticed I had a message from the tradie. “What are you up too faggot, I’m hard and need a blowjob. Haven’t blown in a month and you need to swallow my load. How about you let me use your mouth pig cum and get it” followed by a pic of his leaking uncut cock rock hard. Instantly boning up dreading the fact I couldn’t get to him…. Or could I….. We had nothing planned for the day but it wasn’t like I could say I wanted to do something on my own without the BF getting suspicious and accusing me of cheating. Laying in bed I tossed up what to reply with until I heard the BF come up the stairs, so I shoved my phone under my pillow and rolled over pretending to be snoozing whilst I thought about what to do and say to the tradie. Few words were spoken but I took my chance when the BF bought up that we were meant to have lunch with his parents. Passing back to him that I wasn’t feeling well and wanted to just sleep given the business of work and how busy its been. He bought this and kissed my forehead and said he was going to get ready to leave. Hearing the shower turn on, I grabbed my phone and messaged the tradie, finding out where he lived and almost jumping in the air when I realised he was only 10 min walk from my place. Telling him the plan and that ill leave asap , he responded back saying he was playing his PS4 and that he would be on naked and ready for me to take him in my mouth and pleasure him. Putting the phone away, waiting patiently for my BF to leave, before leaving he bought me a cup of tea, bottle of water and said he would message me on way back to see if I wanted lunch. Telling him that would be great as ill take some tablets and would be starving so definitely message me (that way I knew I had to get going from tradies place) It was a 35 min drive to his parents, lunch would be an hour at least and then 35 min drive back so roughly 2 hours I had. As soon as he left I waited for 15 mins and then grabbed my phone and keys and left. Walking briskly I noticed by time I had blown 34 mins and now only had about an hour. Plenty of time I thought…. So I thought. Walking into his place it smelled like a gym locker-room and I instantly got hard when I saw him on the couch naked his thick smooth legs spread his cock hard and dripping, he was talking on the mic and headset but I wasn’t listening, I put my stuff down and instantly got down in front of him crawling between his legs as I inhaled his sweaty scent breathing happily as I take his smooth half hard leaking cock in my mouth his foreskin hanging over the end of his cock as I start slowly sucking. Bobbing up and down as he continues to play his game, my hands rubbing the tops of his smooth feet up his smooth legs and over his smooth gut. He scoots down further on the couch so he hangs off the couch giving me greater access to sucking his cock and licking his smooth heavy nuts. He occasionally clicks his fingers pointed to his nuts or his cock taking the hint he wants my tongue on his balls or my mouth around his cock. I loose myself swallowing spit and precum almost in a trance until I notice my watch and see ive been blowing him for almost an hour. Mentioning this to him he nods and grunts he is close. I keep sucking, closing my lips tighter and sucking harder as I work my tongue under his foreskin and lap at his cock head. I start sweating from both the room being hot as hell and nerves and I just get sweaty. Noticing the hour is up I go to get off his cock to tell him and he reaches down grabs the back of my head and grunts “Don’t fucking stop pig if you stop no more of this for your pig throat” growling as he fucks my throat holding me down as I gag and take deep breaths where I can. This goes on for another 10 mins and by now Im panicking, my phone has gone off several times. Gagging on his cock, drool running down my face spluttering over his cock I hear him grunt that he is gunna cum as he pushes my head down and chokes me as I feel the unmistakable throb of his cock as it starts pumping his thick strong cum down my throat. Coughing as he let me up telling me to fuck off and thanks he picked his controller up and started playing again. Getting up feeling more used than usual.. kinda dirty. I got up and grabbed my stuff, quickly calling the BF as I stepped outside. Telling him I was just taking the Bins out as he asked what I was doing and that I wasn’t the best. He mentioned he was only about 15 mins away. (FUCK I was there for over an hour) I asked him to stop of Macca’s and get me some lunch and some frozen coke. After a quick chat about lunch I was almost home. As soon as he hung up, I ran….. Now I don’t run at all being a husky guy the thought of it would make me laugh but this time I was panicking I had to get home, wash the spit and precum from my face, take the bins out and get back to bed after a change of clothes. I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to take the trash out, slam the bins down and put them out of the street, running back inside up the stairs, chucking my clothes into my draw even my underwear covered in precum and sweat, splashing my face with water and then tossing up if I should brush my teeth but thought that would be a little suss…… hearing the car pull up, pulling my hair swearing as I could smell dick on my breath….. I quickly ripped his draw open beside the bed and grabbed his heartburn mint tablets shoving 2 in my mouth I jumped under the covers and tried to calm myself. Sweat pouring off me as my BF comes into the room. Fearful of the look I was getting I turned in the bed and looked at him forcing a weak smile, all I saw was a look of concern on his face. “Fuck you look terrible, your flush and sweating” he comes over as he puts the food and drink down sitting on bed. “The bed is saturated, what were you thinking doing the bins, I could’ve done them when I got home” looking at me as he placed the back of his hand on my forehead “your burning up, what can I do for you? Do you want me to run a bath and you have a soak?” Nodding at him I tell him I’m fine but not up for food but the drinks and bath sounds good smiling at him as he rushes off to run the bath. Breathing deep as I think to myself I got away with it as I walk into the bathroom and I step up to my BF as I start unbuttoning his pants as he stares at me as I put my hand down his pants and grab his sweaty soft cock as he moans and leans forward to kiss me. Kissing him back I drop his pants and turn myself around as I aim his cock between my cheeks as he spits on his cock and rubs himself over my hole as he grabs my hips and pushes in deep. Fucking me over the bathtub filling up with warm water as I imagine I’m back in-front of the tradie sucking his thick cock. Pleasuring him with my mouth as my thoughts turn from fellatio to fucking wanting the tradie to fuck me. Hearing my BF grunt bringing me back to reality I noticed precum running down my legs my cock and now cum leaking from my arse as my BF tells me that was exactly what he needed as he pulls out and tells me to get in the bath and relax. Sitting in the bathtub relaxing sipping on my frozen coke, smiling as I idly play with my half hard cock scrolling through tumblr looking at naked pics of bearish men. I log into KNOX and view my messages and notice I have two from the tradie. First one read “Thanks for the blowjob needed that. Let me know when you can get here next” Second one read “Want you to rim me next time before blowing me, let me know when” Grinning I’m lost in my own little fantasy of being his on-call pig until I heard my BF coming the stairs asking me if I wanted to eat or if he could have it. Yelling out it was all his my mind bringing me back to earth I suddenly felt bad. Bad that I pulled out of lunch, bad I made it up what I was really doing. Maybe even so a little bad that I ended up with another mans cock in my mouth. But I still got my BF off right so did I really cheat…..

On its way 🥰😄😄

Def more to this evolvement 🥰🥰

“I just want head” was the title of his reply to my post I put up on Locanto. Innocent enough right? Not when you’re the one cheating on your BF of 10 years….. How the mighty have fallen….. how fast things went wrong… or right, depends on how you are looking in my recount. But that is a story to be told after this story of my fall from grace into depravity. Let’s start from the beginning, so I am 32 years old, stocky fellow work in a professional role suit tie the works. Been in a long term relationship with my BF of 10 years, sex is well… boring. Don’t get me wrong I love his cock, his sweaty scent and when he does get the urge him fucking me but its just so vanilla from where I came from previously. Before my partner I was having it off with random guys behind stores, in bookstores, SOP (Sex on Premises), public venues, park toilets, my place theirs, you get the story. I was up for anything I loved sweaty men rough guys selfish fucks, blow n go’s old men fat meant younger men slim men, as long as you had a cock I was happy. But I went through that fleeting moment of Where is my life going, what am I doing with myself blah blah blah and I guess my BF was just there at the right/wrong time. All was right for a few years, I had manage to change numbers, emails, all those links to my slutty past, got my tube account closed off and most of my known videoed encounters removed from the net (Yes I know you can never fully remove but I could at least claim deniability that I knew it was out there and no longer linked to myself contactable wise), I cut off a lot of ties which I regretted but I thought I was doing the right thing. So things were good for a while. We dated, went out, travelled, dinners, family events and friends outings, bought a puppy together, built a place together etc you know the typical gay relationship… Monogamous, just us day in and day out. Fast forward a few years and we became even further recluse from the gay lifestyle, we had very few gay friends and it got to the point where I no longer associated with anyone without my BF seemingly cuffed to my wrist and if I did anything out of the norm of our day to day regimented process I would get accused of cheating. So after years of this and being accused of cheating on him when I never before this point did anything like that. I had enough and decided if he is going to accuse me of cheating I may as well do it and hopefully either end the relationship knowing or strengthen it by doing what I do and move on. I really don’t know at which point it went the way it did but I went in with the best intentions of not wanting to hurt anyone, I really convinced myself that it was “just sex” and that it wasn’t cheating as I was just helping myself to stay in the relationship and be happier the whole Happy Life Happy wife conundrum. Talking about it in my head that if I did a little chatting then I can have new fantasies in my head when I was having sex with my BF. So it all originally started when I got a new phone and Samsung had their KNOX software and you could literally create a 2nd life on your phone separate from your day to day one. So it was great I started off on Tumblr until they fucked up and went to Twitter, then moving on to posting pics of myself with no detail that could be linked back to me that it was me posting. So I started going to the public toilet on my lunch break sitting in the cubicle and watching porn online and stroking eventually leading me to blowing my load. This went on for months and whilst at the time it was enough “fuel for the fire” it ended up not being enough to stop me from taking it to the next step. It started off when I heard that Craig’s list had shutdown and the replacement Locanto was starting up and it just triggered a thought of reading the horny adds from men wanting sex. So my porn viewing session on my lunch break was taken up from reading ad after ad and comment after comment reading to blowing my load. This was great and before I knew it I had replied to a ad that was posted. Living near ….(close to my work J) Horny Bi Guy, chubby tradie. Sweaty needing a blowjob, just Let me fuck your mouth blow and go. Repeat if I deem you good enough. Before I knew it I was messaging him, basically saying; ‘Partnered cheating pig, love sweaty men haven’t sucked anyone else other than my BF for years, love cum and happy for repeats’. Then telling him when I was free and where I worked near giving options for meeting up including the centre toilets meant for staff only. By this stage I had reached end of my lunch break and not even enough time to rub one out. So I buckled up and left and went back to work. Finished my work day and then went home and acted like the perfect BF, putting on dinner, doing load of washing cleaning kitchen up and then fed my BF poppers until he was hard and rode his cock bareback as I imagined sucking off a random chubby tradie and his sweaty cock. Happy night. I happened to get to work a little earlier than usual so sitting in the coffee room I pulled my phone out and logged onto KNOX and noticed I had an email from him. “Meet me today faggot, haven’t showered in a few days and needing my sweaty cock sucked. Not interested in your life couldn’t give a fuck, I just need my cock sucked. What time is your lunch. Let me know and be there today.. I only give one shot so if you fuck it up ill block you” I was stunned, I couldn’t believe it…. I knew it had been a while but I wasn’t expecting a meet so soon. I’m used to be fucked around and pick and choose a date. Here I was first time in a long time, (if ever the first time) I had been presented with an ultimatum of meet up or fuck off. Before I knew it I was on autopilot and my cock did the walking so to speak. ‘Lunch is at 12pm, ill leave the main door unlocked it’s the bathroom at back, lock door behind you as its suppose to be a key needed for entry. Ill be in last cubicle ready.’ Shot the message and then it was time for work. I tell you what those 3 hours and 55 mins seemed like 20 hours. It went so slow and only aggravated by annoying customers with questions and needs that really did not interest me at all that day. I think I performed the worse I ever had in any job I’ve held on that day… My mind was focused on one thing and that was cock. 11.55 am finally came by and I started my prep to close my register off for lunch break, looking at the array of guys walking in through the front door wondering who my tradie was. Closing out I ran off to the toilet block, unlocking the door my hand shaking, sweating slightly my stomach in turns and butterfly’s doing flips, quickly checking it was empty I left the door slightly ajar and took my place in the last stall. 11.59 ticked over to 12 and all I could hear was the blood pumping in my neck and everything was a blur. Hearing the groan of the main door open and the unmistakable sounds of the door locking as the foot steps crossed the tiled floor walking up to the stall as I lean forward and unlock waiting. Seeing a set of fingers grasp the top of the door as it swings open slowly. His chubby view comes into frame as I move back and allow him in as he locks the door behind him as he gets straight to unzipping and pulls his half hard uncut cock out. He leans back and puts his arm outstretched as he grabs the top of the door frame to the stall and nods at his cock. I get down and go to touch his cock as he grunts “don’t waste time faggot just get it in your mouth and blow me, I gotta meet my gf for a movie in 10 mins” I don’t say anything I just lean forward and take his cock in my mouth, he must be naturally smooth there isn’t a stray hair anywhere I can see other than his hair on his head. Closing my lips around his cock I taste his pissy cock and smell his sweaty scent as I start bobbing up and down taking care as I lube his cock up first, I hadn’t played with an uncut cock in nearly 7 yrs by this stage so I was very out of practise. Sliding my tongue under his hood I taste his cheesy cock as he grunts softly as I swirl my tongue around his growing mushroom head his foreskin slowly retracting as I suck harder, feeling his skin slide back behind his head, I feel his hand on the back of head as he thrusts forward with his hips and pushes his hand down as I gag and let him fuck my throat, feeling his cock hit the back of my throat and go down slightly. He was only about 6 inches but he was thick and his head was like a mushroom. Sweat beading off my forehead slobbering over his cock swelling spit and precum as he fucked my mouth harder. I was both excited and scared trying to suck him off harder so he would blow, trying not to make noise, praying I get of this and yet wanting to be more depraved. My mind was in overdrive. I kept sucking hoping I was doing at least a half decent job. Considering the only cock I’ve sucked in last 8 years was my Bf’s and he never blew from just me giving him head it took him ages and I don’t know if he really ever blew that lot… anyway getting side tracked. Bringing myself back to the now I closed my lips tighter and sucked harder but made a steady up and down bobbing working with his hand on the back of my head. I could feel his cock throb, his breaths short and raspy as I could hear him moaning softly “suck it, fucking suck my greasy cock faggot”. His hands gripping my hair almost painful as he pulls me down hard and lodges his cock down my throat and holds me down as I gag. Feeling his mushroom head throb as I suddenly feel the load blowing down my throat, not tasting but looking up at his scrunched up face breathing hard as he unloads in my gullet. Running out of oxygen I didn’t know what to do so I stayed in that position, my ears drumming not hearing any other sound than my pulse as I choke on his cock. Finally releasing me I pull off his cock not a drop of cum left for me to taste to see how a strangers load tasted like. Nodding for me to move he leans forward pushing past me as he starts to piss in the bowl, mesmerised by him pissing it bought back so many nasty things I wanted to do but I quickly remembered that I had to be back at work soon. So I behaved, and waited for him to finish. He said nothing as he wriggled the last drops of piss from his cock and zipped himself up. Wiping the sweat of his face with his hanky he gave it to me to clean up and said to keep it. He unlocked the door pushed past me and shut the door, I locked it behind him and sat back on the toilet hearing him use the washer and drier then hearing him open the door and walk out. Looking at my watch it was 12.09, it was a glorious 7 min roughly I had him in my mouth for. His sweaty scent on my breath and my face as I went to pull my cock out and stroke but was interrupted when my phone alert went off with a msg from my BF saying he had gone past work and where was I. Annoyed and pissed off… kinda scared too thinking he had the audacity to start up shit when I was here at work but on my break…. Yes I had actually cheated on him but if it was any other of the many days he pulled this shit I was the one in the right….. Right??? Fuck fuck fuck. Messaging him back saying I had only just stepped out to go to toilet as its been a busy day but I have 50 mins free and asked if he wanted to meet at maccas for lunch, he said yes. Rushing out of the stall shoving some toilet paper down my pants and underwear to catch all my precum and hopefully mask the smell. Washing my face and running water on my hands through my hair I stopped up a mouthful of water and hoped it masked the smell until I got something to drink or eat. Rushing out to meet no words were exchanged during our mediocre lunch other than the usual dribble that he had done pretty much nothing for the day other than watch crime documentaries and fed the puppy. Annoyed I said I had to rush back to the final count for the day and went straight back to work. The afternoon was so slow and felt like it was another 10 hours until I finished. Finally knock off time. Waiting outside for my BF to pick me up I had a few mins to waste. So I switched to KNOX and checked my messages on Locanto. Sure enough there was an email from him waiting for my response. “Great blowjob, you know your way around a sweaty cock, happy you didn’t fuss over me needing a shower no need to shower for faggots like you hey? Is your lunch the same every day if so I want everyday this week. Can you host? Reply asap for this weeks arrangement” Smile spread across my face, instantly filled with pride that I had done a good job and he wanted a repeat. It’s strange getting compliments for just making a guy sexually happy. But I was ecstatic, elated over the moon. Replying right away with “Yes sir, loved sucking your cock and swallowing your load, I can do lunch everyday this week at same time will be same set up. I don’t get place to myself but BF is going away for a week next month”. Hitting reply as I sign out of KNOX and clear my phones history and pull my book out unable to focus on the words as I think about his scent and cock and his load he blew. My smile and mood quickly diminishing quickly as my BF pulls up. Getting in giving him a kiss as I hold his hand as my mind starts telling me the awful things I had done and what the fuck was I doing….. It’s normal isn’t I mean everyone seems to be cheating… So I’m not in the wrong am I???

Drooling for more 😈😈😈

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So fucking hard and horny over this. By far my fav series

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Got me barred up hehe

Do U make em for guys with small cocks and big nuts?

Yet Ur profile states don't ask don't tell. Oh the hipocrisy haha

So going by your profile it's yrs old but it poz now..... So always safe eh? Lol

Any chance of a follow-up haeheheh. Love your stories. Hard now

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And how is ur piggy pup now

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