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Today, I found out that a previous friend with benefits of mine is getting married with a woman via Facebook. Come as a surprise as I didn’t know he was bi. No question was asked when I sat on his bare cock. Strange that we are still connected on social media. I found European guys tend to stay connected with their fbs/ hook ups for a long time , especially comparing to Americans. Have anyone of you been surprised this way?
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I get off on knowing my bf is messaging other dudes. Looking for someone early mid 20s who would be down to bait my bf and share pics and messages you may receive! 😈
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I’ve never worked up the courage to go to a bathhouse. I really want to and it’d be a great way to cheat on my husband without worrying about hosting. Any advice? I just seems like a crazy, nerve wracking experience. I cheat all the time but lately it’s been so hard to find anyone who can host. I figured this might be a good option since I have the ability to sneak away.
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Went out of town with my husband this past weekend for Valentine’s Day. And obviously I had to find someone to hookup with. I downloaded Grindr and had a few hits, but ultimately no luck, so I searched sniffies. A guy at a hotel across the street from mine was looking. Same age and stats as me—mid 30’s, 200lbs give or take, 6c. He was married and straight looking for a slut to suck him or breed. He was into poppers as well which was a major turn on. I was able to lose my husband for a bit and have some time to play so I headed over to the hotel. I got to his room and it was dark. We started to make out immediately and he shoved poppers in my nose as soon as I started blowing him. For the next 45 minutes we both got high on poppers and sucked each other, coming up for air every so often to make out with each other. He was a slow cummer and after a while I ended up shooting my load in his mouth. He saved some and we made out with my cum. I went back to work on his cock, licking up his delicious precum, but unfortunately he wasn’t able to finish. It was still a good time, and we both loved cheating on our partners. I got dressed and headed back to my room before my husband came back. I kissed him when he walked in the room and wished him a happy Valentine’s Day.
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We are currently on holiday for the new year. My husband had gone out to some parks—we are staying at a resort and theme park area. I decided to hop on grinder. To my surprise, there was this hot British couple. One guy cut, the other uncut. I hadn’t been with an uncut guy in a long time so this was fun. I walked over and met them at their room. They answered the door naked. I quickly stripped and went to town sucking their cocks. The uncut guy had dark hair, about 5’8” and hairy. Hot af. His husband was probably 6’1” brown hairy and hairy. Both their cocks tasted so good in my mouth. The uncut guy precum so much and I can still taste it as I’m writing this. Eventually the uncut guy lubed up and fucked me from behind while I made out with his husband. So hot having the one guy fuck me while the other watched. I could feel my ass easing his dick in. I’m pretty tight so he took his time but once he finally was all the way in, he went to town. I could feel him fucking me deep and after about five minutes he got close and I told him to breed me. His husband started to leak precum and I licked it up, turned around and started to ride his dick. The uncut guy who just came laid down and I cleaned his cock and made out with him while his husband fucked me. He got close very quickly cuz I was still pretty tight. I felt him tense and as he shot his load in me I started to cum. After he filled me and pulled out we all made out, sweaty and naked. I got dressed and went back to my husband filled with two other guy’s loads.
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Part 1 This is the story about the time I went to Sacramento, California for a work meeting, and had the time of my life! My name is Ricky, I am from Washington (State) and was working for a major healthcare provider, 24 years old, 5’10, 160 pounds, fit build, 6.5 uncut and just thankful and happy to have a secure stable job in high demand. I had also been parTying on occasion since I was 22 and loved it, but kept it discreet and rare. So in June, I was told I needed to fly down to Sacramento for a 3-day training. I was excited to go! I had never been to California and was looking forward to it! While I made my travel arrangements, I had the thought I should take a few extra days off and stay there. Explore and see what kinda trouble I could get into. The company allowed us to take extra time, I’ll I’d need to do was pay for the room for a few days, the flight was all paid for by them! With that I made my flight arrangements, and paid for the extra nights in the hotel at a discounted rate! I needed a break from my boyfriend, taking care of my younger siblings (our mom passed away suddenly when I was 22 and I became instaparent) and just all the stress that living in Washington brings. I got my A4A, and BBRT account set up and was on the hunt to set up some encounters while I was there. That’s when I came across a profile on A4A which practically made me drop to the floor with lust! His name was Scott, he was 38, POZ, and parTyed! I shot him a message and asked if he’d be interested in meeting up. He replied immediately with “fuck yeah boy! I wanna breed that ass!” 🤤🤤 That sent a chill throughout my body and I swear I was in love! He was everything I never knew I always wanted! He had the most beautiful blue eyes, 6’2”, 200 pounds, dark blond hair, 9” cut cock and a muscular build! I replied back with “fuck yeah, I’ll do anything you want!” So we set up a time and place to meet. My work meeting was Monday morning through Wednesday afternoon so we agreed to meet at the Arden Mall Wednesday evening, just to make sure we liked each other in person. Everything was set and I was excited, but I also was feeling a slight hesitation. I am a very bad boyfriend when it comes to being faithful sexually. I had already cheated on my boyfriend so many times I lost count, and secretly parTyed. That was hard to do because he used to parTy before we met so he could identify it easily. For two years I had been able to keep it from him 😈 I had taken so many POZ and unknown loads before, mainly at Steamworks and Club Z in Seattle while spun but they were all undetectable (so they claimed), Scott was POZ and unmedicated. That turned me on so much, because low key I wanted to be part of the brotherhood but still had never converted. I quickly pushed the hesitation out of my mind and decided that I wanted Scott to be the one, to be my daddy! For the next few weeks we exchanged several messages a day, discussing what we were into, what we wanted to do together, and before I knew it I found myself catching feelings for him. my boyfriend and I only fucked a couple times a month, so to cover my tracks I seduced him on Sunday afternoon and we fucked (with a condom 🤮). Poor guy was uncomfortable fucking BB (did he know I was a cheating slut?) and insisted on wearing one. Once that was over I packed my bags and he took me to SeaTac for my evening flight. We get to the departure zone, and before I get out of the car he kisses me and tells me he loves me. I kiss him back and instinctively tell him I love him too. He’s a good guy, but so vanilla… A good, wholesome daytime boyfriend you could introduce your family, friends, and coworkers to. Little did he know I had a dark, sexually thirsty dark side I needed to explore and fulfill. I walk into the airport, check in at the Alaska Airlines counter, and go through security. As I go through the line, I catch the eye of the TSA agent who gives me this subtle grin. Maybe he saw the poppers in my bag as it went through screening. This man was probably about 30, 6’ a solid 220, deep blue eyes and jet black hair (my FAVORITE combination)… I hand him my ID and ticket, he looks it over and smiles at me. my heart melted! He hands them back to me along with a piece of paper. I quickly stuff them in my pocket, get through security and hop on the train to the D gates. Once I’m there I pull the piece of paper out of my pocket. On it there was his name, Martin, his phone number, and “You down for a pump n dump before your flight? Text me!” I am always down for a pump n dump! Before leaving home I had prepped myself just in case! I quickly texted him “fuck yeah where can we meet?!?!?!?” He replied with “Boy turn around, I saw the poppers when scanning your bag and I followed you hoping you’d message me! There’s a discreet handicapped bathroom with a locking door around the corner, meet me there” Sure enough, I turned around and there he was! We locked eyes and he gave a slight head motion to the right, turned around, and started to walk towards the handicapped bathroom. I felt like the vampires in twilight when it comes to their speed and quickly rushed to follow him! Around the discreet corner I met him. He grabbed my hand, led pulled me into the bathroom, and after we entered he put a sign on the door that said “out of order” and locked it behind us. Once inside he grabs my hands, pushes me up against the wall, and kisses me so deeply, so passionately! He said “boy, the moment I saw you in my line I got hard knowing I wanted to breed you, gift you with my seed… my POZ seed!” I almost melted and said “fuck yeah daddy, I want you to load me up and breed me!” As we’re passionately kissing, we pull each others clothes off and standing there, each wearing NP jocks. His was black, mine was red. Just above his throbbing 8” cock was the tattoo I had come to love, the biohazard symbol! I ruffle through my bad and pull out my poppers. He turns me around so I’m facing the wall, he gets down and eats my ass, practically tongue fucking my hungry, hairy hole. I take about 8 hits of poppers, 4 in each nostril and am begging him to breed me! He stands up, spits on his cock, and pushes it against my hole. “You want daddy’s POZ cock don’t you boy” he whispers into my ear. “Fuck yeah daddy, breed my NEG hole” I whisper back. “You on PrEP boy?” he asks? “No daddy, I want to join the brotherhood” I say. I take a few more hits of poppers and push back on his throbbing BB cock and he pushing forward into me. Suddenly I feel him slide in. My hole was already pre lubed with the hope I’d get fucked soon. He slides his 8” fat python cock into me balls deep. He holds it there for a moment and whispers into my ear “that’s daddy’s good boy, a nice lubed up slut ready to take my BB load!” His cock had just the right curve to where he was pushing up against my prostate and I start to drip PC like crazy! His right hand grabs me by the throat, his left hand pushing my back into the wall, he pulls almost all the way out, then rams his cock back in! I let out an indescribable moan of pleasure, and he starts fucking me. “Ohhhhhh fuck, fuck me, harder daddy, yeah, use that NEG hole to satisfy you!” “Fuck yeah boy, this ass is MINE! Fuck, it feels so good! That’s it, push back hard on daddy’s dick! Milk that POZ cum out of me” He then starts piston fucking me for about 15 minutes then releases his right hand from my throat, grabs me by the hair and forced the side of my face info the wall while still using his left hand to push my upper body into the wall. He is ramming my HARD and I start to feel him tense up and growl as I push back hard on his dick. Finally I felt him start to shoot his load in me. As he’s doing so, my semi hard cock shoots a fat load right onto the bathroom wall. That caused my hole to tense up and clench around Martins dick, milking it as hard as I could, which only made him shoot more POZ seed into my thirsty hole! By now, we’re both panting like animals and he keeps his dick in me, his sweaty chest on my sweat back. He pulls my head around with his right hand and kisses me. “Fuck that was so good, this is the first time I’ve ever shot hands free” I say. He looks over and sees the waterfall of cum I shot into the wall. He scoops some up into his mouth, swashes it around in his mouth, swallows it, then kisses me. By then I feel his getting soft and ready to pull out of my hole. I clench as tight as I can when he finally pulls out, milling every last drop out of him as possible. When he finally does, he turns me around, grabs my hands and holds them over my head while he kisses me. My body is practically shaking, I’ve never felt so satisfied in my life! He whispers into my ear “Now you’re mine boy, always and forever. When you come back, I’ll be waiting. Your new life with me begins next week. I will allow you to keep your job, stay in contact with your family, and let you provide for those who depend on you. At the end of the day though, you’ll come home to me, your new daddy. I’m POZ but not currently medicated. I’ve waited years to convert the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, and that’s you!” All I could do was look him in the eye and say “yes daddy, I hope you were successful in knocking me up!” He said “good boy, now get dressed and while you’re in Sacramento, take as many loads as you can. When you come back we’ll go to the Poly clinic in downtown Seattle and have a special test run to see if the DNA from POZ load I gave you matches mine. If it does, I’m your daddy, if not, I’m your step daddy. Either way, you’re mine. I know where you live, where you work, and everything else about you.” With that, he gave me a passionate kiss, got dressed and left. Told me to wait a few minutes before I walked out too. And, that his load was to stay in me. I happily agreed and said no load I take ever leaves me. He gave me this evil grin and walked out. I got dressed and walked outa few minutes later. Then waited in line to board my flight.
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Hi, my name is Cody, and I had a perfectly good life until Steve moved in. My boyfriend and I have been living in our apartment looking onto to the pool, one of two apartments that did. The apartment next to use stayed empty for the first three months we lived there. My boyfriend Jeff was a little older than me at 26, 5’11 160 with 7 inches medium thickness. I on the other hand was 23 5’8 130 with 6.5 inches on the thin side. He was only my third boyfriend and the fourth guy I ever had sex with. I loved him and we were planning on getting married in a few years when I was out of school, and we were both making good money. We were happy and in love, then Steve moved in. Steve was older, he had to be 40 years old. He was 6’2 or 6’3 all muscled and had a couple tats. He would lay by the pool and sun bathe in his banana hammock, and he looks to have a big dick. I often would take a swim after class or during one of my online classes and Steve and I began a friendship. I found out that he was married and only here for three or four months until a project was done. He was on his second marriage, and he had two kids of his own and she had three. He loved to cook and would invite me over for lunch when I was home. The first week we laughed and joked around while my boyfriend was at work and Steve would leave around four each day to head to the offer and work till late. One day while we were sitting around, Steve told me how horny he was and that it would be a while before he could see is wife. He looked right at me and told me had had boys service him on long trips before and he was not asking me to but wanted to know if I had a friend who would help him out. I was hard instantly. I told him I would think about it and see if I knew anyone. He then said, hate to have asked you like that. It occurs to me that you and your boyfriend may have an open relationship and you may be interested. Think you are interested? I told him we did not, but I would be lying if I told him, it was not a hot idea. Okay, let me know if you have a friend, maybe just a hot jack off session today. Think that will work? I have some bi porn here let me put it one. Before I could even tell him no, he had the porn on and had dropped his shorts and he was commando. He sat on the sofa and started to rub his cock. He motioned for me to come over and I walked closer and when I arrived, he pulled my shorts off and then my underwear and told me to have a seat. I was rock hard. I sat there and kept watching his big dick and the move had two guys with huge dicks too. He put his arm on the back of the sofa and then he leaned in and said, jacking off another guy is not cheating you should help me out. I shook my head no; he then pulled his hand back around and grabbed my little rock-hard dick and rubbed it and jacked. Then he felt my balls, then back to my dick. He said see, that was not so back. I was supper horny, and I slowly reach out my hand to his half hard dick and took it in my hand and began to jack it. He moaned a little as he grew to by a fat eight and half inches. He told me to feel his balls and I had to reach over and lean in to do that. He rested his arm on my back pushing me down as he told me how good that feels, and I was just an inch from that big dick, and I gave in and opened my mouth and began to suck his dick. He told me how great that felt as he held my head. I was taking more and mor of him in my mouth and soon I got down in front of him and without looking in his eyes I engulfed his dick almost all of it. He sucked and jacked his dick like I needed him to cum and ten minutes later I was rewarded with a mouth full of cum. He told me what a good boy I was as he held my shoulders keeping me from getting up. Then he whispered swallow. I had his cum in my mouth and did not want to swallow but he held me there and I finally gave in and swallowed his load as he watched. Good boy! I got up and got dressed and shot out of his place as fast as I could. When I got in went straight for our bed and began to jack off and shot a huge load as I thought about Steve and his huge dick. I showed and cleaned up and waited for Steve to leave so I could come out. He knocked before he left, I hesitantly came to the door, and he handed me my phone. I had left in my rush to get out of his place. He then told me that it was an amazing blow job, and he would see me tomorrow for round two. He walked away and I quickly shut the door. I did not want to do that again, but my dick was rock hard thinking about it. In the morning I got up and tried to muster up the courage to tell Steve that I could not do it anymore, he invited me in and made small talk and walked around his in boxers with his big dick flapping around and I could nothing but watch as he talked to me. He grabbed my hand and took me in his bedroom, and he dropped his boxers and sat on the bed. I stood there a minute and then he reaches up, unbuttones my shorts and in one mothing pushed my underwear and the shorts down. Again, I was rock hard, he cupped my balls and rubbed his fingers on my taint, making me tingle all over. His finger got to my hole, and he rubbed it on my hole and my dick bounced. In his deep voice he said, take your shirt off Cody. I pulled it off and now I was naked in front of him. He asked me if I ever had anyone eat his little hole? I shook my head yes, only once. Oh yea, who was it? This guy hooked up with twice before I met Jeff. I love eating pussy and I do not have any to eat. Will you let me eat your little hole while I am here. I wanted to say now but my head involuntarily nodded yes. He grabbed me by the hips and lifted me up and turned me around and I was soon straddling his body with my ass near his head and my mouth near his dick. He pushed my head down on his dick while his tongue circled my hole and darted in a little. I began shaking it was so hot. I never felt this way the first two times. He kissed and tongued my hole and ate me out for ten minutes and finally gave it a rest. He asked me how I like that, I told him reluctantly I had never felt anything like that before. He pushed my head back down on his dick and I sucked him while he played with my hole. He licked and used his fingers around my hole and then one slide in. It was like a lightning bolt as his finger slide in and out of my hole. I could hear him saying, sweet pussy. I just sucked his big dick. He then slid a second finger inside me. This one makes me really moan and my little hole was tight around his two thick fingers. I was leaking cum on his stomach, and he scooped it up and rubbed it on my hole after pulling out his fingers. There I was letting this hot man finger fuck me with my own cum as lube. He fingers were starting to go deep inside me and I pushed my ass back on them. He reached with his other hand and grabbed some poppers and handed them to me. He told me to use them, I uncapped them and began to inhale. I had not used them in a long time, so I was flying and soon sucking cock like a maniac. Steve worked my hole and soon had his two fingers all the way inside me. He was talking to himself it seemed or to my hole, telling the hole it was hungry, that it needed more, soon it would have more. He pulled his fingers out of my hole and pulled me up and flipped me around and laid me on the bed facing away from him. He quickly started fingering my hole and told me to keep inhaling. I did as he worked his third finger inside me. I was moaning, it hurt but the good kind. Soon he was working them in and out of me with more ease and he told me to hit the poppers again and as I was, he pulled his fingers out and pressed his fat dick on my hole and pressed and stretched my hole open. He held me he fucked me and ten minutes later he shot his load inside me. He leaned in my ear and apologized that he came so quickly. It has been a long time; you also have a very tight pussy. Here I was with Steve holding me, his cum in my ass and all I wanted to do is leave. I should never have come over, I honestly wanted to tell him I could not do this again and here I let him fuck me and cum in my hole. He held me and we fell asleep there. I woke up to him lubed up and his cock at my hole and he slide in and fucked me one more time and shot his load inside me and then said it is time for a shower. We got up and went to the shower and cleaned off. He leaned down and told me I had a hot mouth and an even hotter pussy. Then he kissed my neck and got out of the shower. I dried off and he had a drink for me when I hot to the living room. I grabbed it and drank it down and told him I had to go as I rushed out the door and back to my place. I again got on the bed and jacked my dick but this time I played with my hole and the cum inside it. I showered and cleaned out and unlike yesterday had my phone so I would not get an unexpected visitor today. My boyfriend came up home and he was sweet as could be and we had a great dinner and make love before going to bed. I could not help but wish Steve’s dick was on my boyfriend's body, that would be perfect. I worried a little that my boyfriend would notice that my hole was not as tight after Steve, but I fell asleep after a few minutes of worry. In the morning I picked the condom out of the trash and looked at all the cum inside it. My boyfriend shoots a big load too. Steve’s flooded my mouth, and it looks to be the same or Steve’s was a bit more. I ended up at Steve’s place every day for the next week meaning to tell him this was the last time, but he basically fucked me in every room, on every piece of furniture in his place. I would beg him to cum inside me. I looked forward every morning to my boyfriend leaving so I could be with Steve. Three weeks into this Steve told me he would be leaving in a few days to go visit his wife for two weeks. I felt like he was cheating on me, I hated that he was leaving. He told me his stepson would be coming down and staying at his place. He was out of work and staying at home with his mother, but he and his stepson did not get along, so this was a good trade. Steve grabbed my face by the cheeks and told me if his son Bryce gave me any trouble to let him know. Then Steve gave me our first kiss. I am going to miss you little guy. You are a great fuck. The next three days we fucked a lot, I had so much of cum inside me. It felt amazing. Then he left, I was moody and picked a fight or two with Jeff. His soon arrived later that night, he made a lot of noise trying to get into the place and Jeff went out to help him. I peeked out and the guy was hot, he was 6’ tall, blonde, blue eyed, sleeve on one arm and tattoos on his neck from what I could see. The chatted for ten minutes, Jeff returning to tell me that Steve’s stepson Bryce was here for three weeks. My Heart dropped, maybe I heard Steve wrong and he said three weeks not two. I tossed and turned that night and could hardly sleep. The net morning, Bryce was out on the pool deck doing yoga in nothing but his tight shorts. His body was ripped, and he had more tats and a pierced left nipple and the biggest basket in his shorts. I had to stop looking so I went back and did some schoolwork. Later he was at the pool sunbathing and I sat in a chair several chairs away, but in plain view of his big bulge and for some ready it looked even bigger. He introduced himself and said Jeff said your name is Cody. I have a good mate named Cody. How the hell are you mate. We made small talk and soon he asked me if I would put some sun lotion on his back, he always got burnt, it is so hard to apply. I said sure meekly. I went over and he turned his legs and bulge away from me and I applied suntan lotion to his back. Then he turned and straddled me and asked if he could return the favor. I turned around and he put lotion all over my back and my legs and he said with skin cancer on the rise you cannot be too careful. I was rock hard and did not want him to see it. He thanked me and I went back to my lounger and went face down. We were out there till late, and my boyfriend came home, and we went inside, we both told Bryce that we would see him later. The second- and third-day Bryce played out much the same, we had pool time, I watch his hot body and bulge and I could swear sometimes you could see his dick flex in his tight short. I woke up today, Bryce again was out at the pool and when I went, he said he was not going to sunbath right away. He asked me to help him with something in Steve’s place. I told him sure, I knew it as well as anyone. We went in and he grabbed a drink and poured me one. He said, I would like to get to know you better Cody. I started to tell him about me and Jeff, along with what I was studying in school. He listened for ten minutes and then he said, well that is not what I was getting at but that is all good to know. Oh, what did you want to know? I was more interested in your relationship with my Stepdad Steve. I went pale and clammed up. No need to go quit Cody, I saw it all on tape. He grabbed the remote and turned on the screen and Steve had video tapped a lot our fucking and my first blowjob. You know at first, I thought about sending this to my mother, his wife but on second thought I decided not to. What do you think Jeff would thing of the love of his life taking on old guys dick? I told Bryce that I would do anything. Cody, do you mean that? I could always give this to your boyfriend. I told him yea, I would do anything. Good Cody, he stood up and undressed and his dick hung seven or eight inches soft. Show me your oral skills. I said no, I cannot do that. I have a boyfriend is what I said but what I really thought was I did not want to do this to Steve. I really started to like him. Bryce said, fuck that. You were not thinking about your boyfriend when you were with Steve were you? If you do not get over here these videos are going to your sweet boyfriend. I walked over and got on my knees and grabbed his big cock and started sucking it. He said that a good boy as I got him hard, and he grew to at least ten inches. There was a point I needed a break as he was fucking my mouth and he said, never taken a ten and half dick before? I nodded no; well, you will be a better little slut after I get done with you. I hated hearing that, he said it with some disdain in his voice. Time to get back to work, is what he said as he grabbed my head and guided it to his monster dick. I gagged and choked on his huge dick for an hour, and he finally got it down my throat. He gave me a break and I wanted to run but knew better. I could hardly speak, when I did my voice was raspy. He laughed and said that will go away in an hour or so. Here is something to drink, I grabbed it and drank it all down. He then poured me a shot. He handed it to me, and I downed it. Then another until he had given me three. Then he said, take all your clothes off even your socks and follow me to the bedroom. The drinks were starting to kick in, I undressed as he commented on my body. When I took my shirt off, he said nice little chest and abs boy. I dropped my pants and he said those are not good underwear for you, I am going to through though away. When I slipped them off, you have a tiny dick. I love fucking tiny, dicked boys, turn around. Your ass is beautiful, but I already knew that. Then he grabbed my shoulder and led me into the bedroom. Get up on the bed! I got up and he turned me around and put me in position with my body on the bed and my head hanging over. He straddled my head and then slide his dick in my mouth and proceeded to deep fuck my throat. He started to moan and then pulled out and slapped my face, saying there you go trying to get me to cum. Boy, I will cum when I am ready, remember that. He then slides me around and slide my legs dangling off the bed and my feet on the floor. He straddled me and lubed up my hole and slide a finger, then two and eventually three. I thought about asking him for a condom, but I decided it was no use. Then he lined up his big dick and pressed it ins me. He did it fast and it hurt like fuck. I was not ready for it. I asked him to stop, my pain was evident, but he said boy I am only half inside you. This is going to be a long day for you if you do not relax. I asked for poppers, and he said those are in the other room in my bag. I pointed to the dresser, and he went over and grabbed the bottle. So, Steve was feeding you poppers. It is too bad I did not get your ass first. I bet it was wicked tight. You are still tight, but we will see what can be done about that is what he said as he tossed them to me. I want to explain something to you, Steve seems to have wanted you to like it and to enjoy yourself, but I am not into that. I will own your holes while I am here and use them anyway, I want. They are for my pleasure, and you are irrelevant except you have the holes. Understand? I nogged my head yes, he said use your words faggot, I said yes. Yes, what he said, you own my holes and can use them anyway you want. I went back to hitting the popper and he lined his cock up and put his weight into it and shoved his cock in me and he bottomed out at eight inches. He pulled out, he sounded disgusted and said I must break another bottom in. Het up on all four boy. He said stay there, he went and grabbed some impact and sprayed the rag and then put it in my mouth as he got behind me and he told me to breath, and she slammed into me and fucked me hared until he broke through the second ring. Then he continued to long dick me and as I came back to reality, I felt him deep inside me deeper than anything ever before. He was calling me a slut and a whore and fucking me hard and deep. Long deep strokes and twenty minutes later he shot inside me. He collapsed on my back and said tomorrow you will be a lot less work. I am going to shower and then you can get up and shower. Stay just like that until I come out. I laid there waiting and wishing had never met Bryce. He took his time in the shower, when he came out, he was sweet again. He called me babe and told me I could get in the shower. I showered and felt my hole, it was open but no cum was coming out, he shot it so deep. I cleaned up and toweled off and had to come with a towel around me to the living room. He came over and gave me a kiss on the check and took my towel. He had moved my clothes and told me we were ready for part two. I thought, fuck there is a part two. He said get that little dick over here. I turned and walked over to him. He pulled out a bag and started looking through it. He pulled out three cages and had a fitting right there. He found blue one that covered my cock from the front. He put It on me and had me step back and he took some pictures, then he had me turn around and get on all four on a chair and took more pictures before he told me to spread my checks and more pictures. I asked him what the pictures were for, and he told me that was noon of my business. He said you should not ask me stupid questions or any questions. You do what I tell you boy, fuck I though you understood your roll. We will have to intensive my training for you. Bryce stood up and pushed me to the bedroom and had me lay on bed the same way I was when he fucked my throat. I thought I was going to my throat fucked but instead he put his ass on my face and told me to eat. I had never eaten a hole before, I licked, and he said pathetic boy. Grab my checks and spread my ass so you can get your tongue on my hole. Do not make me slap you again. I do not want to leave marks, but you are pissing me off. I grabbed them and dove in and tongued his hole and licked and tongued it as best I could. This lasted for five minutes and then he turned around his dick rock hard right above my face and said, boy you look fucking hot with that little dick hidden in the cage. Every day you come over, you will be caged until you leave, do you understand boy? I said quickly yes! Then he said, I told you were nothing but two holes and now you are. Now boy, do you want your mouth hole, or your ass hole fucked? You may answer a question but not ask one is what he said as he held my neck. My ass Sir. I am not sure where that came from, but he liked it. Good boy, get up there on all fours. Take a few hits off the poppers for me and then I am going to rape your ass. He slid inside me and that hurt less than the first time and he slowly got all the way to my second ring. Closed again, he fucked hard the next five minutes and then impaled me and broke through. Holding my mouth as I screamed. Then he piston fucked me for another twenty minutes till he shot his second load deep inside me and climbed off. You are fucking whore; you will get better! 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Here's a new story for you guys... This might be a one-off, but there might be another chapter if there's interest... –––––––– My Boy Likes Taking Loads I met my boyfriend, Andy, several years ago. We’ve been in a monogamous relationship for five years now and just moved in together. When we started dating, Andy was pretty versatile, but he really liked the way I topped him, long smooth strokes letting my sheathed dick savor every inch of his ass. We’d been monogamous for a while before he started letting me fuck him bareback. He said that he could feel more of me, and it certainly felt better for me too. He usually wanted me to pull out to cum on his chest or on his butt or on his face. Two years ago, Andy started hanging out with a co-worker of his. I didn’t like Matt. He was always horny and he openly flirted with my boyfriend whenever they were in public together. He was sexy, tall and slim, and always on the prowl. I trusted Andy and didn’t put much thought into whatever Matt might want to do to or with him. I had a job that kept me out of town for several weeks that summer. I usually got texts from Andy pretty frequently. One night, he’d told me he was going out with Matt to dance, and I didn’t worry until about 2AM when I realized I hadn’t heard from him. I called to make sure he was okay. His breathing was heavy like he’d just run to grab the phone or something. I could hear noise in the background and asked if he was still in the club. He told me no, that he was racing to catch a bus. I told him to hurry up so he didn’t miss it, especially it being so late. He called me at like 3AM and told me that things with Matt had gotten a bit out of hand at the club. He told me that Matt flirted more aggressively than normal and that they’d made out in the bathroom. He told me that he pulled Matt’s shirt off and jerked him off in the stall. I asked if I’d interrupted anything when I’d called. He told me no and that he really was running to catch the last bus. I listened and let it go, telling him that these things happen and thanking him for his honesty. He promised to do a better job behaving. When I got back home, Andy was immediately all over me. We fucked and fucked like we hadn’t in years. This time, he was pre-lubed and ready for an intense fuck. Andy begged me to ‘breed him.’ He’d never referred to his ass as anything but that, and now, he implored me to ‘fill his cunt’ and ‘knock him up!’ I knew his dalliance with Matt might have gotten him to this naughtier place, but as things hadn’t gone too far, I saw no reason to complain! Many months after Andy and Matt got frisky in the mens room, we grew to be good pals with a sexy couple in the neighborhood. Joe and Ben had been together for a few years. Both guys were gym buff and very sociable. We had them over several times and visited them too for cocktails and dinner. After a second round of martinis one night, the two of them got a little flirty. They told us that they were open and loved to fool around with single guys or couples from time to time. They were both tops and loved to mix it up from time to time. They asked us, very respectfully, if we might be into that scene. I could tell that Andy was dying to say, ‘YES!’ but he demurred and said we’d have to talk about it. Before they let us go, they volunteered that they were both HIV+, and had been since before they were a couple. They promised that they were fully undetectable and very good at staying on their meds. They told us that they preferred to play raw, and wanted to top both of us. I was flattered, but a little freaked out. Andy had been vers, but I’d only ever topped. The thought of letting them fuck me, especially raw, really turned me on. That night, walking home, hand-in-hand, Andy put his head on my shoulder and honestly told me how much he’d love to take both Joe and Ben’s loads. We talked about the science and felt confident that undetectable = untransmittable. There would be no threat to taking their ‘seed,’ as he called it,’ even though we both weren’t on PrEP. We agreed that it would be fun to fool around, and I confessed that I might even like to bottom for them. We texted Joe and Ben and set up a date for us to go back over and have some sweaty fun together. Andy and I took our time getting ready. We had fully cleaned out and made sure to have plenty of lube on hand. He fingered me and got me lubed up deep inside. It felt amazing. I did the same for Andy. We showed up right on time, and had a round of drinks before loosening up. We’d all dressed sharply, and then jackets and ties came flying off. When we were all shirtless, I saw that both guys had biohazard tattoos just below their belly buttons. I knew they were both POZ, but was surprised how much their matching tattoos turned me on. I’d never seen Andy blow another guy before, and he looked so hot sucking on Joe’s eight uncut inches. I worked on Ben’s thick six-inch cut cock and we had them both hard and dripping undetectable precum. It felt so forbidden to be gulping down their ‘seed’ as Andy was tracing his finger on Joe’s intricately detailed tattoo. Ben and Joe flipped us over, ass up and went to town lapping at our holes. Andy was begging Joe, ‘rail me, you POZ stud. I want you to knock me up!’ Joe chuckled and slapped his hard raw dick against his spit-slick and lubed hairy hole. Ben was kind enough to let me watch his partner enter my boy before he slid into me. It had been so long since I’d been fucked, and I realized it was the first time I’d ever been fucked bareback, and certainly the first time I’d let a POZ guy fuck me. I said as much and Ben asked Andy if it was his first time taking raw POZ cock. Andy tensed up and froze. Joe was balls deep in him and froze too. ‘Answer him,’ he sternly demanded. Andy was silent. Joe started to pull out and Andy begged, ‘No! Don’t stop fucking me. No. It’s not my first time letting a POZ guy fuck me.’ I looked over at him surprised. Ben asked, ‘when was that? When was the last time you took a raw POZ cock up your chute?’ Andy grimaced and Joe acted like he was really going to pull out. Andy confessed, ‘It was Matt! I let Matt breed me!’ I didn’t even know that Matt was POZ. As I was contemplating that, I realized that Andy hadn’t told me the whole truth about that one messy night years ago. ‘When? When was it,’ Joe asked. ‘Last month!’ ‘Last month!?!,’ I asked. Joe asked if we should stop and talk about it, and Andy looked at me with pleading eyes. ‘No, let’s keep going,’ I said, savoring Ben’s raw dick caressing my hole. Andy silently mouthed, ‘thank you.’ With that, Joe and Ben went back to pounding us. Ben and Joe switched places, dipping their raw POZ cocks in our holes until we couldn’t take it anymore. Ben’s thick cock left Andy’s hole open and gaping. I watched as a trickle of cum oozed out and down his cheeks and leg. Andy and I kissed as Joe filled me up with his load. His eight inches felt so good as he creamed me deeper than I’d ever been fucked. The four us showered and cleaned up, and they gave us a few minutes to get dressed while they made another round of drinks. I told my partner that if I’d known that he wanted POZ cock, I would have been happy to let him have it. I hadn’t realized how much it would turn me on seeing him take any other cock, let alone a raw one, let alone a raw POZ one that didn’t pull out to cum. We were exhausted, and after that last cocktail, Ben and Joe called us a car back to our place. Andy put his head on my shoulder in the back seat and told me he felt terrible about keeping his hookups with Matt secret. I told him whatever kinky fun he wanted to have, I wanted to be part of it! Turns out Matt had been filling him up with POZ cum for months without me knowing. As soonas we got home, Andy and I undressed and tumbled into bed. Just then, Andy’s phone buzzed. It was Matt asking how our night had been. He told him that it was great, and the next time they got together, I was game to be there. We scheduled an evening with Matt, inviting him to take turns on both of us. As we snuggled and got ready to go to sleep, Andy asked if he could confess one more thing. He told me, ‘Just so you know, Matt isn’t good at staying on his meds. He’s definitely bred me with detectable loads… I should have told you.’ I agreed and said, ‘yes, you should have told me.’ He squeeze my hand and we fell fast asleep, knowing that we were both looking forward to some risky cummy fun with Matt.
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Disclaimer: if you don’t like cheating stories then leave. I don’t need your input. I’ve posted a few stories on here before about how I love to cheat on my husband. And believe me, he doesn’t cheat. I’m not sure if he knows that I do or not. He’s caught me a while back and I’ve said I’d stop but I haven’t. We’ve recently started playing with other guys while we are together. We have one regular but have had 2 others stop by as well. It’s been fun—super hot watching my husband suck someone else’s dick and get bred. He begs for it and I know he wants it, which is why I wish he’d just let us play separately. With the holiday this week, I was off work. He had to work a few extra days, but I invited our buddy over. Since my husband works from home, this worked perfectly. While my husband was working, he could take some time and join in with me and our buddy so he wasn’t technically shut out of the fun. But what was so hot about this was when me and our buddy were alone together. I’ve hooked up with this guy before. He’s a married bear, slightly older than both my husband and I. It’s been 10 years since he’s bred me but it’s like it was yesterday. And now it’s super hot watching my husband makeout with him and ride his cock. My husband told me I can play separately while he’s at least in the other room but I’m going to see if this guy wants to fuck alone at his place. So fucking hot.
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If you have read some of my posts you know I work for a gay couple and one of them fucks me regularly. When we first started fucking I was very uncomfortable with it for several reasons, he was married and I have a boyfriend being the big ones. Long story how it all started. If you are interested I can tell that story in another post. So at first I made him come to me if he wanted sex. Again it was me trying to control things, dealing with my guilt, not wanting to let go. I live with them when working and have my own room. He would come down to my room at night and slip into bed. I didn't always give in, just pretended to be sleeping. That slowly changed. Being the cock hungry cumdump that I am I could not resist having such a delicious cock so close at hand. His cock is the beer can type, so fucking hot. Feels amazing stretching my hole. He fucks raw and plants his seed in my guts. As all you dedicated bottoms know when you get that need to be mounted and bred there is no ignoring it. One night I had to have some cock. It was very late, probably two or three in the morning. I went up to his room and started blowing him with his husband snoring away right next to him. I could tell when he woke up but he never said a word. His cock is so thick I have trouble sucking for very long. My jaw aches, my teeth start getting in the way. I powered through though until I got his load. Then I went back to my room and jacked off savoring the taste of his cum. That was the beginning of the end for my resolve not to ask him for sex. Slowly over the next few months I gave in to my needs, mainly the need to back up on that fine cock and rub one out while he seeded my hole. Eventually he bought poppers because sometimes I had a hard time working that fat rod up my chute. Being the popper pig I am it just made me want his cock even more. He has huge balls too so his fully packed crotch looks like two chipmunks fighting over a sausage. You can't take your eyes off it. He is a total tease as well. If we go anywhere for a drive he unzips and lets his half hard cock peek out. This summer I gave in completely and asked to be fucked. He has not said no once. He is often on the farm during the day so is available to breed me. One time I went to find him to get fucked and his son showed up and would not go away. I needed cock and wasn't about to wait any longer. I typed 'wanna fuck' on my phone and showed it to him. Very quickly he got rid of his son and five minutes later he was balls deep in my hole and I was begging for his load. I finally realized how lucky I was to have a willing top on call. Being very rural my options are limited. I don't work on the farm in the winter and am missing his dick. Next summer I plan making sure I quit wasting time and back onto his cock every chance I can. I am sure that will be almost daily. Every time I have snuck into his bed at night his cock is always hard before I touch it. I wait until his husband is asleep, the man sleeps like the dead, then I get what I need which is a thorough fucking and breeding. Anybody else in a situation like this or have a top always available to take care of your greedy hole?
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I was out running errands when I realized I was close to Vince's apartment. We were newish boyfriends and were still getting to know each other. We did not have plans but I decided to surprise him. He answered the door with a big drunken grin on his face. "Hey everybody, the boyfriend is here," he shouted as he pulled me into the apartment. Vince always called me boyfriend. I began to wonder if he even knew my name. I had to introduce myself to his friends. They all worked at the post office and were enjoying end of the work week drinks. There was Dale, the senior of the group, probably about fifty-eight as ordinary a specimen of manhood you could find. Next was Phillip, a stocky guy, thirty-ish with thick black hair who was some flavor of ethnic I would not begin to decipher. He had a smile that was all kinds of trouble. Lastly was the delicious Kevin, a twenty-something otter with a beautiful beard and very hairy forearms. I was supplied with a beer and a double shot of Southern Comfort and was soon as happy as the rest of the crowd. We sat around drinking and bullshitting until Kevin tried to stand up. He tottered back down and into me. I was not complaining. Lets just say I got very handsy helping him get erect. Vince suggested I put him in the extra room. The extra room as Vince called it was basically a giant junk drawer but it did have a davenport in it, yes I said davenport. I gladly manhandled Kevin to the room but when I tried to let him down to sleep he protested saying he could not sleep in his clothes. Too hot! Who was I to insist he remained clothed? I helped him out of his garments and oh sweet Jesus what a sight. All that gorgeous fur on his slim body. I boned up immediately but did resist fondling my boyfriend's workmate, that is until he lay down on his stomach and presented his hairy ass for my full viewing pleasure. I love cock, can't get enough cum but there is something about a really hairy ass that turns my crank. There was no way I was not going to eat that ass. God, Vince and a troop of nuns could have walked in at that moment and I would still have eaten that ass. I immediately buried my face in his crack. Kevin giggled but did not protest in the least. So much for loyalty from friend or boyfriend. His legs splayed as I got to work and his hole opened up for my invasion. It was better than good, it was fantastic. I petted and smoothed the fur on his cheeks as I tried in vain to push my head up his ass. I knew I should make it quick. Have my ass snack and get out but the throbbing meat in my pants would not let me leave. The way Kevin was moving his hips back and forth and up indicated to me he was fine just as things were. I had to fuck that hole. If I fuck a hole its getting my load deep. No condoms, no pulling out. I was loath to remove my tongue from his silky sheath. It tasted so wonderful. My cock would not be ignored. I quickly unzipped and yanked my meat free. This was going to be a clothed fuck. I couldn't risk getting naked although I longed to feel that furry body on my skin. My cock rested in his hairy crack seeking entry. Grinding into him I told him I was going to fuck him. Kevin moaned. "Tell my you want it," I insisted. "Beg me to breed your hole." He mumbled something into the cushion. I turned his head and kissed him. "Say it bitch, say you want my nut deep in your ass or I walk." Kevin sobered up enough to beg for my cock. He pleaded to be bred and fucked and bred again. I pushed in and gasped at the gorgeous heat of his chute. His puckered hole gripped my cock hard, his pulsing ring massaged me to extreme hardness. I had to pause or shoot my load before I could give him a proper rogering. Kevin was an insatiable bottom. He began to fuck himself on my cock bucking and writhing beneath me. I let him have his way for a moment but I was the fucker. I pushed his hips back down resting the head of my dick at the entry to his hole, then plunged. We both moaned without restraint and my animal instincts took over. I fucked that hot otter like I hated him, pile driving my meat as hard as my lust driven muscles could manage. He melted into a hairy horny cum receptacle and I was the god of jizz that would bestow that gift on him. My eyes started to roll in my head as the orgasm began to tighten my sack and rage through my cock to explode out my piss hole in a jet of creamy man juice. Kevin knew he was being bred and he shuddered with the euphoria of accepting my DNA deep into his guts. I collapsed on him my clothes damp with sweat and my breath ragged with exertion. I wanted a nap. I wanted to stay inside Kevin until dooms day. My overworked cock had other ideas as the poor guy deflated. Kevin's hole agreed with me as it tried in vain to keep hold of my meat. I had to taste his cummy hole. I was back in heaven as my tongue dug deep for a taste of my own sperm. His creamy chute was hotter and tastier and being well fucked opened even wider to my invading oral intruder. Kevin began grinding his erection into the cushion careful to go slow enough so as to not dislodge my tongue. We worked in unison to bring off his nut. As much as I would have liked to swallow his load I was content to eat ass while he rubbed one off into the cushion. A long low moan and the sudden grip of his pucker on my tongue was the only indication that Kevin had achieved ejaculation. It sent a wave of blood to my cock and I was tempted to have another go at his hole but a slight snore from the otter told me our moment was over. With one last kiss to each hairy cheek I adjusted my stiffy, zipped and turned out the light. I quietly closed the door behind me and returned to the living room. Vince was sprawled on the love seat, his long frame dangling comically over the arm rests. He was asleep. Phillip too was conked out on the armchair a half drunk beer wedged in his crotch. Dale sat on the couch all too sober with a knowing grin on his face. I paused but smiled when I noticed the tent in his pants. He crooked a finger at me beckoning me over. "Let me have a taste of Kevin's ass," he said. With a glance at Vince I thought 'In for a penny, in for a pound'. I walked over passing by Phillip to grab the half drunk beer from his crotch and stood in front of Dale. He fished out my cock still slick with ass juice, spit and cum. I downed the beer tossing the can aside as I watched Dale feast on my meat. He was no stranger to cock and very good at reading my likes and dislikes. I began to wonder where this was going to lead. He let me know soon enough. "You made Kevin beg for your load and now its time for you to beg for mine," he ordered. We both glanced over at the blissfully sleeping Vince. "I want to fuck you right here in front of your boyfriend. I want your cheating ass within smelling distance of his snores." My cock throbbed and my hole spasmed but still I hesitated. I liked Vince, maybe was starting to fall in love. I certainly did not want to hurt him but the call of nature was loud in my ears and when a man orders you to bend over its a no brainer. Dale was calling the shots and I had no regrets once he undressed. He might be a plain as white bread with his baggy thrift store clothes but underneath his firm lightly muscled body belied a masculinity that promised a thorough breeding. I was a goner. He bent me over my face near Vince's as I braced myself for the onslaught. Dale wedged his face in my crack pushing spit in my hole in preparation for the fuck. He stopped to insist I let him know what I wanted. "Your load," was my answer. "Tell me all about it," he wanted more. With a twist of my nuts I understood the situation. "I want your raw cock in my hole," I pleaded. "Fuck my cheating ass, breed me." Dale moaned in my crack as my words spurred him on. "I need your nut man. Use my ass, make me yours." With a groan Dale reluctantly removed his tongue and stood pressing the head of his cock at my greedy pucker. "Back into me boy," he demanded. I complied my eyes nearly crossing at the blissful stretch of my hole as his thick meat took up residence in its cramped quarters. Once he bottomed out I was now half in love with Dale. The heat and hardness of his rod sending waves of pleasure through me. He began slowly letting the thrill of our mating pace itself. I gazed at Vince. His handsome face adorable in its slumber. I lightly kissed his slightly parted lips letting my tongue ever so carefully graze them. They parted even more. My eyes flew open to examine my boyfriend for any sign of alertness. He slept on. Daringly I pushed my tongue deeper tasting the beer fumes of his breath. Dale fucked harder. I knew better than to touch my cock. The thrill of tongue raping my sleeping boyfriend while his co-worker abused my ass had me right on the edge. I was in bareback fuck mode and needed my hole thoroughly banged and seeded. I pressed back making sure Dale understood how much I loved his cock in my hole, how much I needed him to unload his nut deep inside. I belonged to him at that moment to use as he wished. It was a righteous breeding. Eventually I had to abandon Vince to hold on tight as Dale revved up his efforts to deliver a truly brutal cornholing. I fucking loved it. Dales girthy meat had my hole hot and gaping as he delivered each thrust at a slightly different angle exploring every millimeter of my insides. When his nut came I thought he would break me so vigorous was the pounding he was meting out. I was putty in his hands even though his grip on my hips was nearly painful as he lost himself in the load his cock was jetting into me. I went to that special place you can only find when a real man is making you a part of him by injecting an essential part of himself. There is nothing in the world quite like taking a load. Its the best! When we calmed down Dale's cock showed no signs of flagging and I was not about to suggest he release me. As far as I was concerned Dale could bugger me all night long. A voice interrupted our post coital revelry. "Is this a party of two or can I join in." It was Phillip and he was stroking a monster of a cock. That smile was back on his face and I knew I was in for it. There was no way I could say no to a cock like that even though I doubted my ability to take such monumental column of man flesh. Dale put a stop to any thoughts of bailing. "I want to see that beast of a dick tearing up your cummy hole," he growled in my ear. "You'll get my second load after Phil here has plowed new territory for me." I involuntarily groaned with lust, need and terror. I knew it was going to be an ordeal but I wanted it. My greed for seed and the feel of cock invading my hole took over. These men could do whatever they wanted with me. My thoughts raced and I begged for a moment. I knew where Vince had a bottle of poppers in the freezer. I quickly retrieved it. Phillip was naked his cock looking even bigger and more sinister; the foreskin retracted completely revealing the pre-cum slicked head, red and shiny with the need to fuck. "On your back he ordered. I complied pulling my knees up to my chest. From my position next to the couch I could watch Vince as the men used me. My twisted mind loved it, my cock throbbed in anticipation of the three-way that was about to happen. Dale lowered his ass over my face being sure to hook my knees so Phillip could have easy access to my hole. I let my tongue leisurely slide across Dales puckered hole, taking my time savoring his crack. He pressed himself into me luckily suppressing the scream as Phil pushed his rampant cock into me. It took my breath away. In an act of supreme kindness Dale hopped off in order to feed me several long hits of the poppers. All the while Phillip never let up in his endless effort to stuff every inch of his python deep in my guts. The fat head of the serpent sought out new territory to explore as it inch further and deeper than I had ever experienced before. I was out of my mind with the wonder of being so thoroughly filled. Dale resumed position and I got to work with my own exploration of his ass. Dale was appreciative of my efforts grinding his ass into my face encouraging me to dig deeper. Dales asshole was my new bestfriend and I wanted to move in. God damn I love eating ass! Meanwhile Phillip had bottomed out and I was coming to terms with new arrangement of my insides. I was proud of myself and excited to have Phillip fuck and breed me. It proved to be a marathon. Dale finally had to move aside as the furious fucking Phillip delivered had me gasping for breath. Phillip clung to me like a limpet his cock anchoring him at one end and his tongue down my throat at the other. I knew he could taste Dale's ass on my lips and that only made him fuck harder. I didn't know being fuck like that, fucked so deeply and completely, that it took you to a whole different place in the erotic pantheon of sensations. It was incredible. I greedily bucked by hips wanting more and more cock. Phillip was a silent cummer as he spewed his seed so deep into me it would be several hours before I would begin to feel it ooze out of my puffy but well satisfied hole. Dale barely let Phillip enjoy his nut before before he pushed him aside for sloppy seconds or is that thirds? His second nut came quickly as his passions had escalated while watching Phillip skewer me with porn star quality dick. I happily received his load wondering if he could even feel anything as my hole felt wide open and slick with sperm. A quick glance showed me Vince was still off in dreamland. Liquor did have a tendency to put him in a coma. As a final surprise Kevin staggered out of the extra room his hard-on leading the way. He grinned at me and I knew I was going to get one more load. Kevin demanded I flip over so he could fuck me the way I had fucked him. I finally got to feel his pelt on my bare skin as he mounted me his entry eased by the jizz leaking out of my well fucked hole. I pushed my ass back greedy for his cock. Kevin was a tender lover skewering me with slow but passionate thrusts. He nibbled at my neck and shoulders. With a shudder he released his load into me and I came for a second time that night as my bone rubbed one out into the carpet. With guilty laughs we all grabbed wet towels to clean off and dress. I tentatively suggested we might do it again perhaps without sleeping beauty in attendance. The next morning Vince asked me what was wrong with my back. A look in the mirror revealed some minor rug burns, evidence of Phillip and Dale's energetic fucking. My cock boned up thinking about it. I mentioned something about exercising on the carpet before pushing Vince down on the bed. He tried to beg off but I needed to fuck. It was pump and dump, a boning for my pleasure only. I was fucking Vince but I thought of Kevin. I was going to have to do something about that.
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Cheating after my first 3some The first time my bf and I decided to try being open was during a bear event in Dallas. This was my first bf and my first bear event so super inexperienced. Most of the week, passed without anything crazy. Couple of flirtations here and there but nothing concrete. Our second to last day there I met this guy on GROWLr who was a “chaser” and was into both me and the bf. After a couple hours of hanging out and flirting etc we decided hey let’s try this. After some conversation, the guy let’s us know he’s positive but since my BF and I only play safe with others this wasn’t a big issue. After the bars we came back to our hotel room and everything passed pretty hotly, the guy fucked me and so did my bf, the guy safe and my BF raw. The guy came inside me, inside a condom and right afterwards my BF came inside me raw. We bid the guy goodbye and were settling down for bed. After a few minutes we notice that the hookup left his phone in our room. I happened to know which room he was in (one floor above ours) so I really quickly got dressed in shorts and a shirt (no underwear) and ran the phone up to the guy. He answered the door very quickly, said his roommate was asleep but thankfully my knock did not wake him up. We got to chatting at the door and I was letting him know what a good time I had and that I wish I was able to take his load the same way I did my BF. The guy asked if I ever played raw but I told him that going into this weekend the bf and I agreed that safe play was the only way to go. After a few minutes of chatting at the door, the guy asks if I want to come inside. I ask him about his roommate that is sleeping and how we can keep talking inside? He tells me he has no plans to chat anymore if I come inside the room. Instant boner and without even thinking, I’m taking his hand and following him into the dark room. He pulls me immediately into the bathroom and starts making out super hotly. Arms and hands are everywhere and I can feel his Dick pressing against my stomach. He asks if I emptied out since taking my BFs load and I tell him that I haven’t had the opportunity yet. That seemed to really turn him on and he immediately starts eating me ass. I am in ecstasy as his expert mouth works my hole back to being lubed and ready for dick. After a few minutes he stands up and without asking me, just starts pushing himself into me. I immediately remember he’s poz but before I can even say anything he’s balls deep in me, thanks for the BFs load inside me. He feels so so good that I just lose control. He turns off the lights in the bathroom, turns on the shower and just starts going balls deep in me, withdrawing all the way to the tip and back in me again. I can’t even object as he pounds his raw dick into me. I feel his pace increasing and hear his breath and suddenly he’s holding my arms down, almost to the point of pain and starts slamming into me, hard. I’ve never felt myself be so open and receptive to someone as much as I am now. He whispers in my ear that my ass is his and he’s going to give me his special gift. It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized my begging for every drop of his gift was inviting him to blow his toxic load deep into me. I left the bar leaking out his load and only hungry for more.- 18 replies
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Author’s Notes: This is a completely fictional story involving infidelity, relationship corruption, and poz worship and fucking along with some light supernatural imagination. Any connection to the real world is merely coincidental and nothing is modeled after any real life event. This story will take time to build. This first chapter attempts to set a ground stage for the remaining story and therefore contains no sex. There is a bit of buildup towards to the end to leave you on a cliffhanger. My expectation based upon my thought process for how this will play out is that for the most part, this will be the most mundane of the chapters, and the rest will be filled with much more of the things we would like to read, although the truest goal here is to continue to layer the tension so that each chapter has the appropriate impact. CHAPTER 1: THE DANCE Brandon and Tyler had been together for three years at this point. Both 22, they still had a lot of life ahead of them, but were madly in love with each other. They had moved in a year earlier into a small, somewhat run-down apartment on the bad side of town. But at least it was theirs. Plus, they needed money to keep themselves looking good. Brandon was 5’7” 125 lbs, brown eyes, brown hair swung across the side of his face, slightly emo in nature, but a bit more modernized in its stylizing. His body was a perfect twink body in all aspects. Both him and Tyler were obsessive about being smooth. While they didn’t have a lot of hair on their bodies, they found they felt more attractive waxing themselves to perfection each day. Tyler wasn’t much different than Brandon in the looks department. He was himself, hot as hell, with an even tinier skinnier body at only 5’5” and 103 lbs. He was obsessive and meticulous about his diet, his workout, and had somehow, someway, decided that 103 lbs was the magic number. It helped accentuate his hip bones just right, kept his thighs at the perfect measurements, made his extremely tight clothes hang on his body just the way he wanted. He was blonde, with a very similar haircut to Brandon, except his hair was more textured and highlighted and toned which really helped the focus on his incredibly deep blue eyes. Both boys had no tattoos, but they wanted them eventually, should they ever have the money. Brandon had a PA on his decently large 8 inch dick. It wasn’t and exceptionally thick dick, but it was a good size. Brandon also had his nipples pierced – rings – for that matter. Tyler was more decked out for sure, each ear had three piercings – the lobe, and then two more going up the side on both sides. His nipples were pierced, and he preferred the balls to the rings, his belly button as well, but with a fairly hefty diamond that an ex had bought him, along with his taint being pierced. He practically came when he get the taint pierced. Tyler sported a smaller 6 inch dick, and while not tiny, dictated he bottomed more than topped. From a looks perspective, these were the stereotypical twinks to the tee. They had extremely tight little bodies, even hotter asses, looked good in everything, or nothing at all, and were obsessed with their looks. However, they had a softer side than most. Overtly friendly, decent, kind, non-judgmental of most guys, it was easy for anyone they met to be surprised be their down-to-earth nature and likability. They were madly in love. They had already moved from the wild sex phase of the first few years of the relationship to a more mundane “husband phase”, even though they were only planning on getting married eventually. At this point, neither had proposed to the other, but that didn’t matter. They knew, with every fiber of their being, who they belonged to, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. Monogamy was key in the relationship, and pure utter devotion was the way that they lived. They were at each other’s side most times, but even wen not, they constantly texted or called each other to check in, because they cared, they LOVED, not because they distrusted. Sex wasn’t the main part of the relationship like it used to be. It happened a few times weekly. Brandon had a decent sex drive, Tyler had a sex drive that couldn’t even be measured. But the sex was good if not vanilla in nature, and Tyler never minded Brandon’s lovemaking. Its not as if the both of them had ever had rough sex or been a little loose before they met, but it was almost like they began to embody the traditional relationship in its monogamy and expectations especially after they moved in. Spontaneity was definitely not something that Brandon exceled at, but Tyler didn’t hold it against him. He was so madly in love with him that he certainly could practically overlook any tiny fault. Brandon worked in a shipped and logistics company in a very manual labor position, and while he had worked there for a few years and finally got on the day shift, since it was a 24 hour operation, there were times, due to staffing, that he had to work late. The unfortunate situation this particular Saturday was that a couple that they knew, Aaron and Adam, (which Brandon and Tyler called collectively, DoubleA) were going out to the local gay club and wanted Brandon and Tyler to come along that night. Nothing particularly crazy, something Brandon and Tyler had done with other friends and couples, but not the DoubleA boys. Adam and Aaaron were a little different. Not scary or concerning per se, but they had an open relationship and always marketed it as such. Now, they always drew a line of respect to Brandon and Tyler and never came across pushy, but they still tended to always market how good it felt. Brandon would always scoff at their musings and statements once he was alone again with Tyler and Tyler would overall agree, although he couldn’t deny that he at least could see the hotness in what they were doing, even if he really had no interest. “Ya sure you really can’t change your schedule for Saturday babe?” Tyler whined, “Ugh I fucking know. I never have to fucking work Saturdays and of course its this one when we have a little something to do! I so want to make every many jealous of us dancing and making out on the dance floor like fiends so they can see what they don’t have!” Brandon commiserated back. “Well you do know,” Tyler began, “they probably will end up finding a guy or two to hook up with, and then they will be off to their place or a motel or something, so I cannot imagine I am going to be there till 2AM or anything…” “Oh babe, “Brandon interjected,” I don’t care at all. You shake your ass out there, get a little tipsy, have fun. Its not a huge deal for you to be there by yourself. I want you to have fun. I just want to have fun with you is all”. “I know, I know. It will be fun, Ill just miss you. Sucks to have fun when you are working. But oh well, Im going to look hot and if anyone tries to hit on me I’ll tell them they are too late!” Tyler laughed as Brandon joined in on the laughter. Saturday rolled around and Brandon went to work on the late shift around 8PM. Tyler arrived looking hot, in his tightest jeans and shirt, and he’d even made sure to lay out on the top of their apartment building to get a really good tan. The club they were going to was pretty tame. Standard fare and a mix of twinks, daddies, and everything in between. No special theme was on that night, just loud music, strobing lights, hot guys, and plenty of alcohol. Tyler kissed bother Aaron and Adam on the cheeks when he arrived, almost immediately swinging his hips to the music. After grabbing a few drinks and chatting at some of the tables, the boys were out on the dance floor, swinging around like they hadn’t a care in the world. Many tracks later, after the crowd had augmented greatly, the club was hot, the sweat was pouring down, the music pulsed in everyone’s bones, Tyler looked over to see Adam in the arms of another twink, tongues down each other’s throats, totally mesmerized with each other. Aaron on the other hand was grinding up against a pretty hot beefy daddy and who had one hand on his neck and the other straight down his pants. Tyler could barely see it but Aaron had a tattoo on his hip, exposed by the mans hand pushing down his pants. Tyler couldn’t read what it said, but he did find hip tattoos attractive and made a mental note to ask at one point. Nonetheless his friends looked to be pretty drunk and pretty in lust with their new boys, and Tyler figured he should grab some water as he was soaked in sweat from the dance floor. As Tyler floated over to the bar he eyed some boys that looked his age at a table not too far from the bar. Twinks of course, sipping on whatever their drink of choice was. However, these were different. As Tyler got closer he did a double take. They couldn’t be THAT good looking. Then he looked again, and was stunned. He turned away but had to look back. He felt embarrassed from the constant head swinging back to look at them and then immediately away in shame. The club was filled with some incredibly hot guys, from twinks to maybe even some pretty senior guys, many that Tyler could absolutely see as porn models if they wanted to be. But again, for the fourth time, he looked over at the time and these boys, they were different. Really different. Still twinks, but….perfect. Perfect. They were all perfect. The entire situation weirded Tyler out. Perfection is nothing something anyone can see in this world, so how could he actually know what perfection was? But yet, everything in him was screaming that those were the most beautiful twinks on the face of the earth. What the fuck was going through his head. Tyler turned away again, staying focused, and asked the bartender for some water. As he turned around to find a table, (and preferably a table on the other side of the bar away from the weird nexus of the universe of perfect boys with unbelievably perfect features), one of the perfect boys stood right in front of him. Right in front of him. The boys lips were only an inch or so from Tyler’s. “Hello,” the stranger said in a fairly monotone and mundane voice. Tyler, in the heat of the moment, after spinning around and having a boy practically in his pants had dropped his water, shattering the glass on the ground, and getting a fair amount of water all of his already extremely tight shirt. As those few seconds of mayhem subsided he looked up at this boy and he saw the eyes. These didn’t even seem to be human eyes. Were they contacts? They looked like animal eyes. Like a cat maybe? Stunning for sure and Tyler had seen they made weird contacts like this, and maybe this boy was just weird, but yet, he felt the eyes were beautiful. Mesmerizing even. He froze again for another few seconds, adding to the absolute awkwardness of the situation. His mouth became dry in and instant, as if he was standing in front of a god. He gradually opened his mouth to say something, yet nothing came out. Again the stranger, in the same voice, mundanely stated “My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table.” My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table? Who the fuck talks like this Tyler said, his temporary focus broken as he tried to wrestle with the tone in the voice and the oddness in the sentence structure but immediately was pulled back into staring into this boys eyes. The boy could have kissed him right there and Tyler would have been unable to stop it. The boy did not kiss him though. “Looks like you spilled some water on yourself,” the stranger plainly said, reaching out and touching Tyler’s shirt at his chest. The stranger didn’t try and grope him, it was simply a gentle touch to determine how soaked Tyler was. The moment the tip of the stranger’s finger touched Tyler he felt these titanic waves of energy convulsing through him. It was like horniness amplified. In his head the music muted itself down to a drone, the lights around everything but this boy dimmed to practically nothing and he continued to feel wave after wave of insane bliss shooting through his body like an earthquake. In reality this all happened in a matter of five seconds or so, but to Tyler it felt like he stood there for an hour basking in the bliss of a simple touch. A text came through from Brandon at that point, which broke the mania going through Tyler’s head and he grabbed his phone, taking his eye off stranger boy for a moment. The text was Brandon saying hi and that he loved him. Tyler texted Brandon back that he loved him too, and missed him, and that everything was going fine. Tyler glanced back over the dance floor to see Adam shirtless being groped and groping the boy he was with, along with a crowd encircling them, and he couldn’t even see Aaron and the daddy anymore. Again he pointed his eyes forward and was mesmerized again. “Please come sit with us. You interest us and we would love to get to know you,” the stranger beckoned. At least this time the boy spoke in normal English. “Yeah, uh, ok I have some time right now, my friends are, um, tied up at the moment anyway,” Tyler replied. He followed the boy back to his table and took a seat amongst the 5 others sitting there. All the boys ranged in hair colors, but their body types were unequivocally perfect twink bodies, from head to toe. Tyler was beginning to realize he wasn’t just seeing things. The craziness of it all was that, yes, they all had the crazy cat eyes. They were all mesmerizing, but the initial stranger boy sat down next to Tyler and placed his arm around his shoulders. “My name is Jax,” he said gently. “Uh Jax,” Tyler stumbled as he started to pull Jax’s hand off his should on impulse, “I have a boyf….” “Oh SHIT Tyler,” a shirtless Adam exclaimed as he strolled past the table with his new boytoy on his arm, “The first time you’re out without Brandon and you’re already looking to cheat on him. Fucking hot yo!” Jax looked up at Adam with a somewhat disgruntled look and pulled his hand off Tyler’s shoulder without any additional help from Tyler. Adam continued to walk away with his boy, even though Tyler reached out trying to stop him. He couldn’t let Adam talk to Brandon and tell him he saw even the slightest hint of cheating. Especially when he was the innocent victim here! Tyler started to jolt out of his seat when his eyes caught Jax and the mesmerizing began again. “So your name is Tyler,” Jax surmised from Adam’s outburst, “and you have a boyfriend. I believe that was what you were trying to say before your friend decided to butt in is that right?” “Yeah that’s right,” Tyler blurted back. Regardless of his focus on Jax, it wasn’t as if he was under a spell. He had some sarcasm to his tone, and irritation as well. “And I didn’t come here to cheat on the best man in the world that’s for sure. So please do not touch me, we have a committed monogamous relationship that’s better than anyone else out there!” Jax nodded, slowly. You could see the wheels were turning in his head. This boy, for not being more than 22 or 23 years old, was acting like some old wise man. It was intriguing, although batshit fucking weird to Tyler. Jax stood up without any explanation and walked a few steps, finding Adam, and then with more energy than he had displayed the last few minutes with Tyler, grabbed Adams arm and marched him back to the table. After setting Adam in front of Tyler, Jax calmly sat down, his composure completely intact. “Adam is it?”, Jax poked, “I believe we have a misunderstanding here. Your friend, Tyler, spilled his drink at the bar. I believe, based on my observations here, that he came here with you yet you deserted him for….that,” Jax pointed to the boytoy on Adam’s arm, “….and then you unfortunately walked by when I was doing something inappropriate to Tyler, not the other way around. My apologies, because Tyler loves his boyfriend, and we as a wonderful group of friends searching for another wonderful friend, respect and cherish his monogamy. It was a simple accident and it shall not happen again. Please understand, this is a misunderstanding.” “Yeah whatever dude,” Adam slurred in his drunken state, “Ya know I know this Tyler well, I knew saying he was cheating on Brandon would just set him off, this boy would never ever EVER cheat on Brandon. Hes fucking gold. Now I gotta go though crazy cat boy, me and this bitch are going to fuck like rabbits.” Adam scurried off and Tyler was now left impressed by how genuinely Jax tried to correct his error. Weird guy? Yes. Decent? Absolutely. He didn’t have to do that. He somehow noticed that Tyler was really upset by Adam’s poking and he made it right. He really made it right. Ok, there may be some new friends here, possibly. Then Tyler’s eyes connected with Jax again and the tractor beam was locked. “We’ve been here for several hours and find this place to be stereotypical and dull,” Jax stated, matter of fact as usual. “There is another club attached to this club that we would prefer to spend time in, and would love for you to join us, only if you want.” “What other club are you talking about?” Tyler questioned. This entire building is just one big gay club, its not in a strip mall or anything else, so what could he be talking about? “Its not a well known or accessible place. Only for people in the know,” Jax responded, calmly of course. “Oh well hey I mean I’m all for people doing their own thing, but I don’t do drugs guys,” Tyler started to get up but it was if Jax’s stare gained intensity and Tyler began to hang on baited breath for the next statement. “We do not do drugs,” Jax stated plainly, very plainly, as if it was absolute verifiable fact. In fact, Tyler had never heard anyone make a statement that was so absolutely believable in his life. Jax continued, “This is simply a much more chill environment away from the trashy pop music where we can possibly get to know you as a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend, repeated in Tylers mind like an echo. He nodded, his mouth didn’t work for whatever reason. His friends had abandoned him for their same ol slutty ways, and he was somehow enthralled with cat boy here and didn’t have any problem proceeding. The boys all got up and proceeded to walk towards the back of the club towards the bathrooms, snaking their way through the crowd, catching looks from everyone there. Once at the bathrooms they took a right down a hallway to a door marked “Basement – Employees Only”. Jax pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. “Oh you’re an employee here?” Tyler asked Jax turned his head around to look at Tyler, locking eyes once again, “Sometimes a little bit of smoke and mirros is necessary to prevent the world from destroying a thing that you love.” He turned back around, proceeded to open the doors, which led to a very deep spiraling metal staircase. Every step down was loud and clanking from every one of their steps. The light at the top of the deep column going into the ground was a normal yellowy light but towards the bottom of the stairs the lights were a deep red. At the bottom of the circular stairs there was a single, steel riveted door. Hardly contrasted letters to the dark metal barely stated a word on the door, assuming it to be the word of the club. With the red light, and the other boys’ heads in the way it was hard to read. Tyler couldn’t make out what it said. Again, Jax produced another key from his pocket, this one looked like an old Victorian key, inserted it into the key hold, and with a large creak of unoiled hinges the big heavy door pulled open. Jax held the door as he ushered the boys inside. Tyler felt uncomfortable at this point. This felt like a dungeon, but he could hear the thumps of music playing from in the door, and some chatting take place down a long smoky hallway laying on the other side of the gateway, and his eyes caught Jax’s again which somehow communicated to him to proceed, and against his inner judgment, he took the steps through the door and followed the boys down the hallway. As Tyler got far enough from the entrance, Jax motioned to two figures who were cowering, quiet as can be, under the stairs. Adam and his boy crawled out from shadows. “Your performance was acceptable,” Jax said dryly. “Well thanks so you going to pay us now?” Adam snapped back, drunk, horny, and caressing his boy. Jax nodded slowly, as if in deep contemplation. “I believe I told you a thousand that is correct?” Adam, chomping at the bit and almost salivating jumped, “Yeah man that’s what you said, I’m glad to do it. But what about this beautiful boy here too? He had to walk with me to play your little game, I think he should get a thousand as well.” Jax looked irritated, but produced the cash right then. A thousand for both of the boys, in incredibly crisp bills. “Aw man, thanks this is great. Now you don’t be too harsh on Tyler or nothing, hes a good guy, better than Aaron and I,” Adam laughed, holding himself up against his new boy, who was snickering as well. “Now this is what is going to happen,” Jax began, as he quickly turned around to eye Tylers tiny ass getting further down the hallway. “You and your boy….” Adam interrupted, “are going to go fuck like crazy right now…” Jax grabbed Adam, his pulled ripping Adam from his boy, his hands caressing and groping Adam, his mouth connected with Adam’s, and Adam felt the shockwaves. Massive lustful waves of pure pleasure pulsed through him like craxzy. How Jax touched him was unlike he’d ever felt, how he kissed him was nothing like Aaron, how he smelled, how mysterious he was, everything came bubbling up in Adam and it felt like bliss. Adam’s boy stared in amazement, grabbing his own dick and touching himself, until Jax pushed Adam off him and stared into his eyes. “I am done with you at this time. Now you listen to me and execute my orders. You will walk to the top of these stairs and out the front door. You will not look for you boyfriend. When you leave the club, and you will do it immediately after I give these instructions, you will see a black Lincoln Town Car out front. Open the back door and get in it. It will take you home. Tell the driver your address once you get in the car. You will not touch each other in the car. You will put your shirt back on. Once you arrive at home, you will lead this boy into the bed that you share with your lover. I know you two have an open relationship. Open relationships are built on trust and honesty. This is neither of those things. You will then strip and throw that boy on the bed. Put out as many pictures of you and your lover surrounding the bed as possible. You will defile that bedroom and your bed with this boy. Boy, you will enter Adam raw, as many times as you want, but no less than five, and flood him with your DNA. Adam you will take him no questions asked. You will beg for more. You will stare at the pictures of you and your lover and realize how much better this boy is, how much better it feels in your bed, and how much bliss it is not to tell your man. Give in to the destruction of your petty relationship and give your ass bareback to this boy, like you know you want to. Your man will not be home until the morning, I’ve made those arrangements. By the morning you will be confused, questioning, and begging for this boy to meet you again to cheat on your man. And you will do it. I won’t even order that much, you just will. This will be gratifying to me.” With that, Jax, knowing that time was short to catch up with Tyler and the crew, caressed Adams hand for a moment, pulling Aaron’s promise ring off his finger in one quick motion. Adam immediately looked stunned and was about to speak. “Not a word from you Adam,” Jax said forcefully, “you will not need this anymore.” Jax placed the ring in his pocket and turned away from a stunned Adam and his boy. As they watched the creaky metal door close in front of them, they saw the words of the club, the words that Tyler couldn’t see. HEDON
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Chapter 1 of 3. In college, I dated an incredibly sexy jock named Adam. His ass drove me wild. This was back in the time when we all played safely. I wished he’d have let me fuck him raw. My sheathed cock always looked amazing sliding in between his meaty cheeks, but I wished I could feel it against my bare shaft. I also had a fuck buddy who also didn’t like condoms, Brian. In fact, Adam introduced me to Brian. They’d dated but broken up when Adam couldn’t handle how slutty Brian was. Adam and I talked, and we decided to not be exclusive, but to keep outside play safe and quiet. Every time I fooled around with Brian, it was like he tried to trick me into going raw. Once before fucking him, he blew me with a rubber on and I swear he was trying to bite through the reservoir. Another time, he kept reaching back and trying to grab the ring of latex at the base of my cock. It was like it kept rolling up to my tip until it nearly came off. After a couple of weeks, Brian convinced me to top him bareback. He sucked my bare dick and straddled me, saying, ‘I’m just going to climb up and tease you…’ He dragged and pressed my cock against his hole. The head maybe slipped in a little once or twice that first time. Later, he’d ‘tease’ my dick until I was balls deep. But I was still nervous to go all the way and breed him. That first times, I just let my raw cock sit inside him and pulled out to cum on his ass. After that, there was no more pretense of anything other than raw buttfucking. I was hesitant to cum inside Brian, but after he started begging for it, I loved breeding him. I also loved eating Brian’s ass as it loosened up and leaked my seed. It made me want to convince Adam to play raw with me. I even thought about how hot it would be to share Adam’s amazing muscle butt with other tops. Brian’s ass was beautiful, but Adam’s jockbutt was just incredible. I’d love to eat fresh cum from his toned sculpted ass. I’d think of it while rawdogging Brian. It made me feel bad for spending less time with Adam and more time getting piggy with Brian. After Brian started taking my loads, he asked if I could get into sharing his hole with another top, or a few more tops. How could I resist? I’d already gotten off thinking about sharing my boyfriend with other guys, so why not try that out with Brian? This guy was really turning me into a cum pig. The next time Brian and I hooked up, he invited a buddy over. His name was Brad, tall, older, and hairy. I loved pulling out of Brian’s ass and seeing Brad’s bare dick slide right in. We took turns plowing Brian until Brad came deep inside him, and I slammed deep as soon as he pulled out. The squelchy gloppy sound of my cock churning that load inside him really got me off. I shot a huge load into Brian’s ass and pulled out. I had that naughty idea again. In that moment, I wondered what it would be like to share Adam’s incredible butt with Brian and Brad. If two loads felt good on my cock, how would more feel? After a few minutes of afterglow, instead of letting Brian clean my dick, I headed home, texting Adam to meet me there and that I had a sexy surprise for him. When I got home, Adam was on our bed, ass up, gorgeously framed by a familiar red jockstrap. Right next to him was a bottle of lube and a condom packet. I ate Adam’s ass as I peeled off my sticky underwear. My cock was still slimy with Brian’s ass juices and two fresh loads, one, literally from a practical stranger. I smacked my bare cummy dick against Adam’s crack and teased his ass a little. Seeing that seed and assjuice drool over Adam’s crack really got me hot. I alternated slapping my cock and licking the goo that smeared off. I wasn’t sure if I was lapping that cummy mixture up or tonguing it into Adam’s vulnerable hole. By the time I was ready to fuck Adam, he was moaning and grinding into me. I dutifully wrapped up and fucked him hard until I came, filling up that condom. I pulled out of Adam’s ass and ripped the condom off. Adam flipped over and grabbed my used condom and held it up. He gave me a funny look and grinned. He threw his legs back to his shoulders and poured all of my cum out all over his ass. I eagerly lapped it up and kissed it back to him. Adam told me he loved how wet eating his ass made me and how naughty it felt knowing my cum was on his ass. I just grinned, wondering if he had any idea where my cock had just been and what else was on his ass. The next few weeks, Adam got more adventurous. We progressed from fucking safely to starting with a condom on and removing it and promising to pull out to cum, almost like my progression with Brian. Eventually, we would get to fucking bare, but still Adam made me pull out to cum. He started wearing a condom on his own cock and beating off while I fucked him. Eventually, he started pouring his condom on his hole and I’d fuck his own load into him, or he would have me eat his load right off his ass and then lap our combined seed up together. The cum play really got both of us going. Between more naughty play with Adam, and continued bare sessions with Brian and Brad, I was exhausted. More than once, Adam had already jerked off and cum before I made it home. On those days, I’d find him ass up in that sexy red jock with a used empty condom on the bedspread and fresh cum oozing out of his hole. He must have really liked working that cum inside. He’d be loose like he’d already been working fingers in and out. But he’d still make me cum on not in his ass. He told me he was working up to something. I asked for details, but he’d just grin, and then finger his loose hole. To be continued…
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I’m the whore they warned you about. I get fucked. A LOT. I NEED cock and cum inside my cunt constantly (3 or 4 x a day, preferably by different men). I crave a man’s cock constantly due to the constant fisting that has stretched out my cunt. And I’m single, so that means I’m very promiscuous. A lot of the men that fuck my cunt are in “monogamous” relationships. Most are gay, some are bi and others are straight. I give them what they want. Most of the time, it is behind their BF or GF back. They hit me up on sites or apps or the gym or walking down the street and I’m willing to spread my legs for a studly man if he is well endowed. I won’t require reciprocation. I won’t ask for names. I won’t hunt you down. Most of the time, I won’t ask for face pics. If you are well endowed, this faggot is interested. I will respect your privacy if I encounter you with your BF at the gym or restaurant or Home Depot. A lot of times, I’m friends the BF (sometimes better friends). I will guarantee 100% discretion. I don’t feel guilty at all. What happens between your BF and I is none of your business. I was trained (and passed around) by several Daddies. They taught me early on that my place as a faggot is to serve men. These men fuck my cunt for a variety of reasons. Their cock may be too large for their partner. The stud fucking me may not want to wear a condom (particularly true for straight guys). They may want to fuck rough and for awhile. They may want it frequently. The BF (or GF) may want to give it up once a week, every other week or less. I will spread my legs for them daily if they want it and on demand if necessary. The social media posts are real as the couple is very happy and they post pics to show it. The stud gets to drain his nuts, my hungry cunt gets fed, the BF gets to pretend they are monogamous, their relationship is saved and everybody is happy. So, if your BF wants 3 ways or an open relationship or to do something kinky and is well endowed, just remember that there are faggots out there like me that will spread our legs easily and take care of your stud. You never know, you may be spotting me doing squats while your stud’s cum is dripping out of my cunt.
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I guess the neighborhood piano bar wasn’t the most adventurous choice for my scandalous night out, but it was a step I hadn’t taken before. My wedding ring was in my pocket, the first time I’d taken it off for any purpose other than what you’d expect. Here I was in San Diego, fresh off my successful conference presentation, all the pressure off and a few more days of seminars and social gatherings to look forward to. After a brief meet and greet with those who had attended my talk, there had been an early dinner. Standard academic stuff, I’d been through it many times before. But this was my first time traveling alone since I’d gotten married. Jake and I have been together for 10 years, and finally made it legal last year. He’d always had the flexibility to travel with me when I went to these meetings, but his new job made that impossible this time. So here I was all alone, and all the things I’d fantasized about so many times were now eminently possible - if I was willing to make them happen. The man across the bar raised his glass, and invited me over to his table with a smile and a nod. He was by far the hottest guy in this quiet joint, looked to be late-30s, great body hiding under his business attire, brown hair and olive skin - with strong features and a killer smile. I’d never been to this bar before - I’d visited the city many times for business, but could never bring myself to go out, both because work always kept me busy but also because my boyfriend, now husband, was no doubt sitting at home, lonely and missing me. Don’t get me wrong - I’d thought about going out, having the kind of fun my commitment wouldn’t allow me to have. I’d thought of little else for years. I love what I have so much, but the desire for variety, for exploring a new body, it consumes me. I’d suggested three-ways, or opening our relationship, but my husband is just not into it. And until now, I’d just accepted that as the price of admission for being with him. Even now, sitting in this bar and considering walking over to the handsome man flirting with me, I’m just exploring. Dipping my toe in the pool. Trying out what it feels like to be out in a gay bar alone for the first time in so many years. Maybe enjoying the attention of a man or two, but not seriously considering going any further. I’m a married man, very happily so. This is just some innocent fun. As I pushed away from the bar, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror behind the counter. I looked good, if I do say so myself. I’m no gym rat, but I keep myself in good shape, lifting and running a few times a week, staying active on the weekends hiking and biking. In that transition phase between 20-something boy and 40-something daddy type. My face had certainly earned its share of compliments, and I saw more than a few men in the bar take note of the way my ass looked in the jeans I’d put on back at the hotel. Even still, I was surprised a man as gorgeous as the one I was approaching had cruised me. Just my insecurities talking - it had been years since I’d been in this position, almost 10 years to be precise. My husband and I had met on the dance floor of a club in our town and had scarcely been apart since, other than my work trips. We fell in love fast and hard, moved in together, and were married the minute it became legal in our state. I don’t regret it for one second - well, except for that part about craving something new. But that happens in all relationships, right? “Have a seat,” the stranger said, flashing that thousand-watt smile. “I haven’t seen you here before. Not that I come here all that often, either. Are you from around here?” A brief pause, considering how honest I wanted to be here. I could easily spin a tale about myself and invent a reality that would serve the fantasy I was exploring. Or I could just say, “No, I’m visiting for work. Husband is back home while I’m stuck in a hotel in yet another strange town. Thought I’d come out and enjoy a drink and the local scenery.” I caught his eye and grinned at the corniness of the line I just delivered as he started to laugh, blushing mildly. “How about you?” “I live just down the street, but haven’t been here more than a handful of times in the past six years. I’m newly single, you see, and my ex wasn’t one for the bars. I’m not either, if I’m being honest. But I thought it was probably time for me to get out again and see if I might find some connection, you know? My breakup really took a toll on me, and I haven’t been very sociable lately. And now I’m sharing way too much information with a total stranger. Sorry about that. I’m Anthony, by the way.” “I’m Joey, and please don’t apologize! You don’t know how happy I am to just have a normal conversation instead of cheesy pickup lines or a bunch of small talk. I’ve been at the bar for half an hour and had to shoo away a few young twinks and an obvious alcoholic barely able to speak. I was beginning to think I should have stayed in my room and watched some Netflix. Please, tell me more.” “Well, to be honest I’d rather not talk much more about it right now. Like I said, it was pretty brutal on me, and if it’s OK with you, we could talk about pretty much anything else. It’s best not to dwell too much on the past, and instead think about moving forward and moving on.” Again with that amazing smile, melting me and giving me a jolt up and down my body - a feeling I hadn’t felt in so long. That feeling when you meet someone new, the chemistry, the intrigue. I had it in spades with this man. Dangerous, this feeling - but thrilling, and so I pressed on. We spent the next two hours at that table, exchanging stories, talking about sports and politics and music and everything but our relationships. I bought the next round, then he got the next. Each time, he moved a bit closer, spent a bit more time looking in my eyes, laughed a bit more sincerely at my corny jokes. His hand made its way to my thigh under the table, and I didn’t remove it. In fact, my hand went onto his, and we continued to talk and laugh and just BE with each other, so comfortable and easy, it was scary and wonderful. He brought my hand up on to the table and was running his thumb over my ring finger. He confessed, “I have to tell you, I noticed the tan line from your ring when I ordered my drink at the bar earlier. I thought a married guy like you might be easier to talk to than someone obviously on the prowl in a dark bar, you know? But as soon as our conversation began, I knew I was in trouble. Because you are such an incredible man. I never expected to spend the entire evening lost in your eyes, but here we are. Last call is approaching, and the last thing in the world I want is for this night to end.” A beat. A pregnant pause as I assessed my options. I had tucked my husband into bed before heading to the bar. He was fast asleep in our bed, content and assuming that I would be bored in my hotel room, as had been the case on so many of my work trips. Yet here I was, reveling in a connection like I hadn’t felt in 10 years. My wedding ring in my pocket, the first time I had ever taken it off with the intent of deceiving someone that I was single. And instead, that decision brought me to the beautiful man in front of me, a man so charming and sexy it almost hurt to look at him. And as I considered the possibility that I would go home with him, I realized he was too good to be true - a man just out of a long-term relationship, stepping out for the first time since, and about as low-risk as you could expect, if you’re considering cheating on your husband, but wanting to be sure you were safe. “Then let’s not let it end here,” I said before I allowed myself to chicken out. He stood, holding fast to my hand, and led me out of the bar. It was a pleasant evening, and we walked hand-in-hand the three blocks to his apartment, the sexual tension between us palpable. On the stairs in front of his building, he turned before unlocking the door and kissed me deeply on the mouth. Something about the romantic gesture, on the street on a beautiful evening, making out with a gorgeous man before heading into his apartment - I was about to burst from the fluttering in my stomach, the nervous energy building and making me do things I told myself I wouldn’t do. Tonight was supposed to be a bit of innocent fun, and here I was on the precipice of cheating on my husband. And I wanted nothing more than for this man to take me upstairs and continue this incredible evening.
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Marie was forced to take on a traveling assignment for work, she was not the type to travel or leave her hubby that she loved very much. She and David had been married for two years and he was the only guy she ever had sex with. David was in great shape, dark hair and a nice 6' dick. Sex was not something they did often only three times a week and she rarely had an orgasm unless David ate her out. So she came once a week. David was disappointed that she would be traveling but she had to stay working or keeping the house would be an issue. Marie's first assignment out of town had her staying for a week, she would fly in Sunday and leave Friday evening. David and Marie had more than a few arguments that weekend but by the time David drove her to airport on Sunday afternoon they had made up and had sex and David got her off so they were in a good place. They kissed and Marie cried a little as she left to get on the plane and head off to San Diego for her training week for her new position where she would have to be in San Diego every other week for three to four days. Hours later Marie checked into her hotel after picking up her rental car. She had sat beside a young guy who flirted with her the entire way and she had to admit he made her wet and horny. She unpacked and got out her vibrator and thought about him. She kept trying to keep her mind on David but Ryan kept creeping back into her head. Ryan was tall 6'3 muscled blonde with deep blue eyes and really big hands he kept putting them on the arm rest. She was just about ready to cum when her phone went off and she did not recognize the number, she answered and it was Ryan. He said Marie, glad I caught you while I was still around town. I have your credit card and thought you might need it. Marie was flush and she quickly thanked him and tried to gain her composure. Give me your hotel address and room number and I will drop it off. Without thinking Marie gave him her room number and address and hotel name and he said yea, I know that hotel I am 10 minutes away. See you soon! Marie stood there wet and horny and put her vibrator away and got dressed. She put on her panties, yoga pants and a top and before long she heard a knock at the door. Ryan stood there in a tight shirt and shorts and she could help but glance down and she could see the outline of his dick though the tight shorts and he smiled and said aren't you going to invite me in as he started to move closer and Marie moved out of the way and felt very uncomfortable but she also was horny as fuck. Ryan walked over to the window and looked out at her view and said, wow I have never seen this view while I stayed at this hotel. My last room was much larger but had a crappy view, you know you can see the ocean and my condo from here, come over and I will show you. Marie walked over and stood beside Ryan and he slide behind her and then pointed over her shoulder toward the water and asked her if she could see it? She nodded and he slide his other hand on her hip, it sure is beautiful isn't it. She agreed and knew she should pull away but stayed right here, Ryan rubbed her leg and then with the other hand he lifted her shirt and pulled it over her head and rubbed a hand out her flat stomach and then fondled her breast with his big hands. Marie knew she should tell him to stop, cry out she was married and could not but he felt so amazing and she could feel his dick growing against her back and she could not believe this was happening to her. Ryan leaned down and kissed her neck and his hands slide down to her yoga pants and panties and slipped them off quickly and then slide his hand on her hip and then over to her clit and rubbed her pussy and soon he was inside her with his long digit and she was shaking. Ryan picked her up and carried her to the bed and she started to say stop but Ryan kissed her before she could get it out. She kissed him back while he slide down his shorts and let his 9" dick slip onto her stomach and then he pulled off and pulled his shirt off and went back to kissing her and they made out for five minutes till he pulled up and kissed her neck, and worked his way down to her breast and then stomach and finally her pussy and he began to eat her out and within three minutes she was so hot she came for the first time and Ryan kept eating her cunt and the pulled off and kissed his was back up as his dick rested against her pussy and he began to slide it back and fourth and Marie spread her legs more and more and soon he was pressing his thick dick inside her and she whispered you are too big, stop but Ryan slowly pulled back and forth until he was going deeper and deeper inside her and she came on his big dick when it was only half way inside her. Ryan spent the next two hours making her cum and giving Marie two of his loads deep inside her. When he was finished he pulled out and said he needed a shower and soon Marie heard the water running. She could see her husband had called and left her a voice mail and a few text and she was sad. She had never done anything like this before and when Ryan came out naked he thanked her and he could she she was upset and as he got dressed he said babe, this is just sex. I know you have a husband but this was nothing more then you using a huge dildo or vibrator to get off. I will be back tonight at 10 PM for round two and he leaned down and kissed her and made out with her again. I have a girlfriend too and we are going to be married in a year so this is just what we both needed nothing more. Marie knew she needed to reach out to her husband and picked up the phone and called, she felt so guilty but she put on a brave face and talked to him about the flight and this night old man who sat next to her telling her about his life and grown children. She basically lied her ass off about Ryan so her husband would have no clue that she had cum in her pussy from a young stud who had just left.
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New to writing go easy on me! True story Sunday a guy I met on grindr last year, messaged me and told me he just left the gym and was horny. I was free and my husband was at work so i showered and quickly got ready. He only lives .02 miles away but our schedule always conficts with each other. I got to his apartment and knocked on the door, he opened it slitghty for me to come in, there he was 6'1 thick stocky muscle guy standing there naked rock hard. I closed and locked the door and he grabbed me and we started making out, bearded masculine tops turn me on!! I was rock hard and starting grabbing his dick while he was holding my head kissing me deep with alot of tounge(my fav), Me stroking his super thick 8 inch cock. I finally dropped to my knees and in one second it was down my throat, he moan "oh fuck" and started throat fucking me. At this point im leaking precum like crazy and he pulled me up and started kissing me again to taste his cock from my mouth. He pulled me to the bed and pushed me down pulled off my shirt and shorts to leave me lying there in my boxer briefs. Now im a pretty big guy 6'0 about 250lbs and he layed me down and got on top of me, i wad in heaven I love when guys who sre bigger than me lay on top of me kissing our cocks rubbing together. He turned over and pulled me on top of him and i started licking his neck down to his nipples and his smooth thick body down to his cock again! Damn it was so big and hard he layed there as I spent about 10 min deepthroating his cock(again one of my favs) i slid down off the bed and sat on the floor eith my back agains the bed and he stood up and stuck his thick cock in my mouth and holding my head and started face fucking me i was so turned on! Tasting his precum leaking so heavily i knew by the sounds and moans he wss making he was about to cum, and for me that drives me wild and I shot my load straight up all over my chest, and then he started getting louder and more forceful he pulled out cause he likes to see it shoot all over my face and he blew a huge load, stream after stream, i tried to catch as much as I could with my mouth and tounge and theb he shoved his cock back in my mouth and let ne lick it clean!! The taste of his cum was amazing , sweet and creamy i loved it!! After he pulled his cock out my mouth, he said "Fuck you can suck some cock, that was great, Thanks Bro!" I got dressed and we chatted for a few and then i left, driving home tasting the cum on my lips was enough for me to get home and jerk off again!! Very hot time, cant wait to do it again!!
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One of my fuck buddies just left after seeding me. He has eight fat inches and makes me feel like a virgin every time he fucks me. He's into incest play and mpreg fantasy. He's the father and I'm his son. He's got a big beard and a deep voice that really works for me. He smoked his pipe while I sucked him hard, then he said, 'present ass, boy.' He fucked me standing up and slumped over me groaning while he unloaded in me. He counted off the months to when I'd deliver his new son, and told me it'd be around Veteran's Day. I sucked his cock clean, then he fed me his piss. It was strong and salty. Then he got in his truck and went home to his husband.
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Welcome New Year 2020 - Triple Header - Top #2
PG1961Canada posted a blog entry in A Canadian Piano Man
Part 2..... I finished my errands by noon and got home, made some coffee and checked online to see if any buddies were around. I had taken three poz loads the night before from my FWB "M", but I was horny as fuck! I wanted more cock or hole. I saw a profile in a nearby city about 20 minutes away. A top black dude - 6' 4", 200 pounds and an 'average' cock. Said he was 37 and couldn't entertain. I wondered what 'average' would look like attached to a tall guy like that. I have a FWB nearby that is black and 'average'. This dude is anything than average - a good 8" of cut, thick, poz cock. And we all know 'average' is relative. Especially on the internet. So, I shot the guy a message about making it worth his 20 minute drive. I opened my privates up and continued browsing. A couple of minutes later, the chat window popped up. He said he loved the pics. He was a top and could see I was versatile. Was I interested in taking some hard cock in my holes? He sent me a pic of a guy in baggy jeans, baggy shirt and a baseball cap. Grin. He looked handsome... But body wise? I couldn't tell and I was determined that I'd know better once I got him naked. I certainly liked the way this guy started out. "Hard cock in my holes"? That was EXACTLY what I was hoping to find. I replied that I was ready to play with him right now if he wanted to take a drive. He said he would head over for 2 p.m. That gave me time to set things up. He arrived at 1:58. I was impressed when I saw the car pull into my driveway. I wasn't wasting time and had already put on a Fort Troff jock and a black stretch t-shirt over my leather harness. That was it. I opened the door from behind and welcomed him. His eyebrows shot up and he smiled when he saw I was only wearing a jock and shirt. "I'm Mike". Mike was dressed in baggy everything - coat, shirt, pants and toque (hat). He was a handsome looking guy. Better than his picture. I told him so. He replied that he liked my profile and what I enjoyed and he thought I was a hot lookin' older guy. I offered him a drink and made one for myself. We chatted a little. Me mostly trying to keep things low key. We soon shared a puff and he reached around casually a few times to squeeze my ass cheeks. As the joint drew close to the end, he was running his finger across my hole gently as we talked. He pulled his finger away from my ass, and for a moment I was disappointed. His gently stroking was almost hypnotic. I saw his finger come into my peripheral vision, and I realized he was putting it up to my mouth. He looked at me and raised one eyebrow and gave me a cocky grin. I slurped his finger as he pushed it into my mouth.... deeper and deeper. I knew what he was going to do, so I made sure I gobbed him up good and then opened my mouth for him to pull the dripping forefinger out. He looked me directly in the eyes as I felt that slick finger slide immediately to my pucker and coat the outside of my hole with my own wet slick spit. It felt awesome and I involuntarily felt my hole spasm closed and open against his finger. I could tell by his face expressions that he felt it too. He continued to slide for a few seconds and then I felt him slip the finger inside me. We both groaned. I think we both groaned. Maybe it was me doing all the groaning? Regardless, he had nice long thick fingers (a promise of 'average' things to come I wondered?). My hole was still puffy and juicy from the three loads I had taken in the last twelve hours from my FWB "M", so he looked a little surprised as his finger slipped right up into my hot, juicy ass to the base. "How many loads you got here dude? You're juicy and wet"? "Three since midnight". "Nice - let's fuck". Perfect. I wanted to see this guy naked. I gently pulled his finger from my hole, held his hand and pulled him towards the stairs to my bedroom. He took the hint immediately and he was right behind me one stair, as I slowly walked up the steps. He slid his finger back into my hole. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, and he smacked my left cheek. Hard. It surprised me, and I could tell he loved it when I tensed up at the surprise slap. My hole clamped down on his finger. "Oh fuck ya... nice ass muscles dude" he murmured. We had stopped when I was caught off guard by the slap. Just as I went up one more stair, he eased a second finger beside the first and hauled off and slapped my other cheek. A good, firm, solid smack. We stopped on each step for 2-3 seconds while he slowly pumped my hole with two, then three fingers. More solid slaps. My ass was warming up. Literally inside and out. I walked into the bedroom and the media player was set to the porn directory. "What kinda porn do you like Mike"? "Got any hot black cocks opening older holes"? Knightbreeders has a lot of that stuff, so I threw on a flick that immediately showed a thick guy sliding into a gaping hole while cum leaked out from all around the sliding cock. I explained that I liked to watch that flick now and then. We both chuckled. He started to pull off his baggy t-shirt. As he pulled it over his head, I could see that he had a solid build on him. Muscular as fuck. Not ripped. But man, this was muscled and not fat. Nice start. I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. When he pulled his head and arms from his shirt, he did a quick double-take when he saw I was now only in the jock and a red and black leather harness. "Fucking A dude", he said as he dropped his jeans. I dropped to my knees in front of his baggy boxers. I could see the 'average' cock head outlined against where it pushed on his shorts. There was a big wet spot right at the head. He had clearly enjoyed our cocktail and conversation. Or maybe it was the fingering and spanking? Or all of the above? Grin. I licked at his cock head through the cotton material, as I slowly pulled them downwards. Mike stood with his hands on my shoulders. I could feel him trembling just a little bit, so I stopped and looked upwards. He was staring intently down at me licking his cock head and sliding his shorts. He actually looked a little stunned when I stopped pulling on the boxers, and just when I could see he was going to say something, I yanked them down and they dropped to his feet. At that point, his anything-but-average cock sprung right up and hit me in the face. I was pleasantly surprised to see that he was also uncut. His crotch was totally shaved smooth and he had large low hangers. I grasped his semi-hard cock and leaned in to sniff the base of his cock and his balls. He moaned softly as I licked his balls separately. Slowly rolling my tongue over them. Slipping one, then the other into my wet mouth. I made sure I had lots of spit in my mouth and worked both those massive orbs into my mouth gently. Once I had them in, I actually started to gently suck them down towards my throat. He literally staggered away and I thought I might have caused him pain. “Holyyy fuck man. Nobody has EVERY done that to me before. Licking my balls is very hot. BOTH in your mouth and throat? I thought I was going to cum JUST from that”, he explained. I pulled him back towards me by his cock and repeated the whole ball licking thing for the next five minutes. I gently stroked his cock and pulled the foreskin over the head slowly at the same time. I looked up often to see him watching me and fingering his nipples as he moaned. I took a deep hit of poppers and focused on that big cock. It was easily 9 inches of uncut, thick dick. It certainly wasn’t average. I looked up at him and slowly pulled his foreskin way over the head. It puckered up beautifully. I licked all around the pucker of his skin and slid my tongue under the skin and around his cockhead. He groaned as I started to pull the skin back slowly while pushing my wet mouth and tongue down onto the fat head. He groaned more as I pulled back up and gathered all the skin along. I nibbled gently on the sensitive foreskin and his knees buckled a little. I watched carefully to see how much he could take. He pulled me off a second and said, “A lot of guys have an issue with uncut cock but you are blowing my mind with what you are doing. Holy shit dude. I thought I was gonna blow there and didn’t want to go yet”. I chuckled and said, “We uncut guys know a lot of sensitive spots don’t we?” With that, I took some time and started to deep throat that massive cock. Slow strokes up and down, mixed in with throat constrictions around his entire dick when it was buried in my gullet. I brought him to the edge a few times and pulled off in time. He reached down to pull me up off my knees and man-handled me to turn around at the same time. He pushed me over to the edge of the bed on my knees and pulled my ass right to the edge of the bed. I knew what he was planning and spit as much throat juice and spit as I could into my right hand, then reached back to swipe across my hole and leave it there. I heard him rip open a condom and thought “Oh no”. Instead I said… “I’m ok with bare if you’d prefer”. He mumbled something about a girlfriend and blah blah blah. I wasn’t thrilled but it had been fun so far – I would just have to fantasize that he was pushing that big dick into me raw. He played with my hole quite a bit. I love it when a top pushes you onto your knees, ass up and hole exposed but just fingers it, teases the hole with slaps of the cock head, eases in about an inch and pulls out and slaps. Repeat. This was his style. I could feel him slapping that fat head across my hole repeatedly. Then he would push just the actually head in, right up to the flare of the head. And stop. Fucker was a great tease. This went on for a few minutes. Him teasing my hole. Me squeezing his cock head every time he started to ease into my opening. Him moaning when he felt me tighten and loosen my grip on his cock head. “Give me more spit and juice for lube”, and he put his hand under my mouth. I gave him a half handful of spit and throat phlegm and he pulled his hand away. I waited for it and then felt him wipe all the juices across my hole again. I knew he was going to slide it inside this time and I took a big hit of poppers. I felt him lean against my back and whisper in my ear, “Take another big hit”. I took a couple of hits on each side and put my head down, feeling the buzz everywhere from my head to my hole. I love that rush and it always makes my hole twitch in anticipation of feeling a big cock start to split me open. I felt his thumb working the spit and juice into my hole and he said “You ready for this big cock dude? You ready to take this big uncut black cock in your puffy stretched hole?” Before I could answer, I felt the head open my up a little, just like before. Except this time, he just kept pushing gently. The spit and lube combined with the morning load from “M” still sloshing around allowed him to push to the base of his massive cock in one slow thrust. He hit bottom and stopped and adjusted his stance. I gave his entire cock a squeeze with my ass muscles and he moaned. “Oh fuck… I can feel that gripping me. That is an amazing feeling”. Then he started a slow stroking motion with his hips. I have a number of friends with benefits who are black guys. And I have to say, they all fuck like they dance. Amazing hip action. Amazing cock action. Just damn amazing rhythm for fucking. (my opinion). I had my head down and was enjoying the slow pumping of his dick and hips when I heard a noise. Mike muttered something and I asked him if everything was ok?? “I can’t feel all that juice…. This is bullshit”. Then I heard the sound of the rubber stretching and coming off his cock. I waited to see if I was only ‘fantasizing’ this in my mind, but I felt his cock head slapping my hole again. I knew he had stripped off the condom because I could feel him pushing and pulling the foreskin against my hole as he slapped it. His hand appeared under my mouth again, and I filled it up with more spit and phlegm. I felt his thick fingers spread it around the outside of my hole, then the blunt thick head of his cock was back at the backdoor… and he passed me the popper bottle. I took a couple of hits and waited. He started the teasing again. Just the head. It DID feel different. He was moaning every time his raw cock touched my hole. And then he pushed the head in right to the edge again – and thrust forward in one push. This time we BOTH did groan together. I could feel that massive cock slowing opening my hole up and pushing into my guts. He could feel the wetness of my warm cummy ass gripping his dick as he bottomed out. Once again, he paused and adjusted. Then he started to fuck me in deep thrusts again. Right to the edge of my hole and deep up into my guts. “Dude. I have never fucked a guy bareback before. My new year’s resolution is to do this more often. This feels SO much better raw than wrapped”. I told him to take his time and enjoy the bare fuck. I told him I wanted him to cum in my ass. I told him that he needed to breed my guts and load me up. And I think that is what put him over the edge. He gave three quick pumps and stopped and collapsed across my back. I inwardly smiled… this was hot. Turning this bi top into a raw bi top. “You OK dude”, I asked. I was worried he might be going through a guilt thing. He didn’t answer me. He pulled his cock right to the outer limit of my hole very slowly. I gripped him the entire time he was pulling outwards. But he didn’t pull out. He stopped. So, I gave him a few squeezes with my ass control. He actually whimpered a little and started to stroke back into me. At that point I realized that the fucker hadn’t gone soft at all. He was still rock hard. In fact, he was now slowly pushing his cock as deep as possible every time he bottomed out. So, I loosened my hole up completely on his next push and his head broke through into my second ring. I told him to stop for a second. I asked him to flex his cock head. He did. I could feel it inside me, so I squeezed his cock head at the same time. That blew him away. We did this pump and grind a few more times, then he pulled out to the edge and handed me the poppers again. I took a few hits and threw the bottle onto the bed and waited to see what was next. And it turned out that what was next is I saw stars for about give solid minutes as Mike pounded the living fuck out of me. He was deep up into my guts. He rabbit fucked me at the edge of my hole. I tightened up as he pulled out and I loosened up as he pushed in. We worked up a sweat and I kept taunting him to seed me a second time. Add another load of his babies into my hole with my buddy “M”. I said his load would be number 5 in 13 hours…. And I wanted him to load me up again. I swear the neighbours must have heard us both shooting off. He pounded my prostate incessantly and I started to cum hands free. I shot five or six large gobs of cum all over the sheets below me. I’m guessing my pulsing asshole and dirty talk did Mike in and he frantically pumped another load as far up my hole as he could get it. He kept ramming that hard head into my guts and telling me how hot it was to add his swimmers into the loads that were already there. After a few minutes of gentle stroking in and out to the very edge, Mike pulled his semi hard dick from my ass. I quickly turned around and saw the look of surprise in his eyes when I dropped to my knees and gently licked his cock and balls and foreskin clean of our combined juices. As he got dressed, he told me that his GF had gotten wasted the night before and left him with a case of blue balls (BIG blue balls) and that he was horny as fuck and curious about fucking a guy. He had experimented by having his cock sucked a few times, but had never fucked a guy. He had planned on using a rubber, but she had been such a cunt to him the night before when hammered, and then new year’s day morning again when hungover, that he decided he wanted to find a guy that looked OK but would let him fuck him. He said that he realized his finger felt better raw in my ass than his wrapped cock. So he HAD to try it. I asked if he had any regrets? His answer was to give me his personal email and phone number and asked when he could come back for another round. He thought I was a hot older guy and he loved me mouth and ass. Load tally (5): 3 loads with “M” after midnight. 2 loads with Mike at 2 pm And at 3:30 my cell chirps a message waiting sound… from a regular FWB – “R”. What kinda trouble was I getting into on New Year’s? He was having a computer problem – could I pop over to his place and have a quick look? I joked and said “usual terms and conditions”. He replied… good. I was hoping we could work something out. Wink -
I’ve been with my daddy since I was 20. Now I’m 45 and he’s 62. He’s always treated me like a prince! He’s loved, supported (financially as well as emotionally), and encouraged me at every turn in our lives. The problem is that he is old and feeble before me. Obviously this was going to happen from the beginning, but I was too young to realize or worry about it. He used to fuck me good and gave me all I needed, but at some point )in the last 5 years) he just became weak and less manly. No one stays virile forever. I’m certainly not the catch I used to be. But I am still in need of a dominant real man to take control of me and put me in my place. My daddy just can’t muster that anymore. So I’ve been cheating with just about anyone I can for a few years now, I hate the betrayal, , but the thrill and disgusting nature of cheating is better than any sex we ever had (even when he was real man). I know I’m a worthless fucking simpering cunt, but I just can’t get enough of cheating. The more shameful and the bigger betrayal the hotter it is. I don’t work so I love to have men over to fuck kevin our bed right after he leaves to make the money. anyone have any thoughts on this? Love to hear from you. hmu if you want to use me and humiliate me btw!
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My Boy’s Open Hole I was out of town for work, and bummed as I’d be missing me and my boy’s anniversary for business. I texted and video chatted with my boy every day while out of town, promising I’d make my absense up to him somehow. He was clearly upset but promised to find a way to keep himself occupied so he didn’t stew over it. I was overjoyed when I wound up closing a big deal a few days earlier than expected and able to catch a flight home a few days ahead of schedule, so I’d make the anniversary after all! I got reservations at our favorite restaurant and headed to the airport to fly home. I called my boy and left a voicemail saying I’d be home early. I called again from the gate and texted him just before they closed the doors. I was in my suit and tie right from the final meeting and caught a cab home. I got to our apartment and found the door cracked open and unlocked. The lights in the living room were off and the door to our bedroom was open with light spilling into the hallway. I peeked in and saw my boy on his knees wearing a stretched-out jockstrap. His ass was up in the air, his hole gaping, and his cheeks streaked with fresh cum. There was a puddle on the sheets leaking out of his butt and streaming down his hairy thighs. I should have been pissed, but I was instantly hard. I pulled my tie off over my head and lowered it around his head, essentially blindfolding him. He moaned and reached for a bottle of poppers on the mattress. He took a big huff as I tore my clothes off. I lapped at his ass and was amazed at the amount of cum leaking out. I ate his hole as I jacked off. I placed my unlubed cock right at his ass and slapped it against his cheeks. He groaned and took another hit. I noticed there was a marker between my boy’s legs, covered in cum. I noticed there were hash-marks on his left ass cheek. He’d already taken four loads. ‘Fuck me, man. Give it to me!,’ he shouted as he reached for my hips. I rammed my cock into him and felt zero resistance. Without speaking a word, I pummeled my cheating boy’s hole. My balls slapped his wet ass and were sticky with frothy leaking seed. I heard the door creak behind me and an old troll oinked behind me. This stranger must have been over sixty in saggy dirty jeans with a mesh tanktop over a pot-bellied hairy body. Even his shoulders were furry. The guy grabbed my shoulder and oinked louder. My boy groaned realizing that a new guy had entered the room. The troll asked me, ‘Gonna breed that slut? Gonna POZ him up? I hear he’s only taking POZ cum today?’ I grinned, realizing my boy’s sneaky plan. Even though I’m NEG, I nodded so my boy wouldn’t know that I was the one fucking his slutty cunt. I pointed to my boy’s ass as the troll whipped out a gnarled seven-inch thick uncut cock. He asked if he could take a turn. I nodded and pulled out. A stream of likely-POZ cum oozed out of his open hole. The troll replaced me and slid right into my boy. He reached forward and grabbed my tie, using it like a leash raising my boy’s head. He pistoned into my boy and was close to cumming relatively quickly. He threw his body forward and pressed his hairy wasted belly into my boy’s slim back. ‘POZZING you up, slut! I’m off my meds, you whore. Take my filthy seed!’ And he did. The troll picked up the sharpie and added a slash mark. Five loads, at least the last one POZ. The troll pulled out with a squelchy plop and I took his place cumming a few seconds later. I added another slash to my boy’s cheek, his sixth, and possibly only NEG load of the night. The troll patted me on the shoulder saying, ‘one of us is going to bring him into the Brotherhood, man…’ Another stranger walked into our bedroom and just smiled. He was tall, dark, muscular, and very handsome. The troll nodded to him like he knew him and they shook hands. ‘Good to see you again, you pig…’ He gestured to the handsome stranger who had just entered. ‘We took turns filling him up a few nights ago… The slut was mad at his man for missing their anniversary so decided to take some POZ cock to get back at him…’ I grinned to keep the illusion up that I wasn’t the man in question… I got dressed as the new stranger got undressed. The troll helped spread my boy’s cheeks as the handsome stranger lapped at our loads oozing out of my boy. I knew I had to leave or they’d figure out that I was familiar with the room, my eyes looking around to spot a photo of me and my boy together. I casually put it face down on our dresser as I took my leave. The guys were so busy playing with my boy they didn’t notice. I grabbed my suitcase and let myself out just as a lanky younger guy with a buzz cut and messy boots and jeans and work clothes passed me in the hallway… We nodded, knowing I’d just bred a cheating slut, and that he was about to do the same. I texted my boy saying, ‘change of plans. Bad weather system here. See you tomorrow as planned. I’ll get a hotel and see you tomorrow. Hope you enjoy your evening…’ I went to a hotel, hopped on the apps, and found a guy to come over and fuck me as I thought about the filthy scene taking place in our apartment. A really sick fucker, with a furry belly and no face pic. He told me he loved POZZING NEG hole and had just bred a guy and was horny to cum again. I wasn’t at all surprised when the troll showed up at my hotel and fucked his toxic seed deep into my own slutty cheating hole.
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