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Ted was a bearded man. He liked to play pool. He was 58 years old. Knew how to play and win. One night at the bar he frequented. He saw a young man. No more than 23 years old. His name was Rob. Rob was a dark hair guy. He played pool very well. Ted asked if he would want to play some pool with him. “Sure” Rob answered. “Rack them up.” Ted did that. But before he would break up. He said we should play for something. “Money?” Rob asked. “Sure” Ted said. “Plus I get to fuck you on the pool table In front of all these people.” Rob thought he was crazy. But didn’t think he was serious. Rob answered with a yes. the money was for $50. Rob was doing pretty well until he missed the four ball. After that Ted was on fire. When the game was over. Ted smiled picked up the money and said “A bet is a bet.” Rob was nervous. “You mean right now?” ”Yes” “Right now.” Ted said while getting undressed. Rob had no choice. He got undressed. Laid himself down. “You have a condom?” Rob asked. ”sure” Ted said. Lying to the young man. “Now suck my dick.” He ordered. Which Rob did. “Shit Ted said. “You suck great dick.” The patrons were watching. Some of the guys there were stroking their own dicks. Hoping for a shot at Rob. Ted took his dick out of Rob’s mouth. Ted told him to get on his back. He did immediately. A few of the men come over. Their view of Ted’s hairy ass pumping Rob with one aggressive thrust with Ted’s 6 inch hard cock deep inside the young man. “Please don’t cum inside me.” “I thought you were going to wear a condom.” Rob said. In between moans. “You asked if I would wear one.” “I never said I would.” Ted answered. “Somebody get me my pipe.” Ted stopped fucking Rob. But left his dick inside of Rob while lighting his pipe. Then began thrusting. Rob saw Ted’s face. He realized that Ted was about to cum and he was trapped. “Shit, here it cums.” Ted shouted gasping for air. Ted pulled out. These guys here. “You hustled them.” “And now they are going to make you pay.” Rob was horrified when he saw the three men he hustled In playing pool. Three overweight men who were completely naked. Started groping him and taking turns fucking him on the pool table. Once the three of them were done. A few other guys fucked the shit out of Rob too. Rob learned never to hustle if you can’t pay up when you lose.
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This story is inspired from when I was at school, and I used to discreetly perv on my P.E teacher taking a shower after games as my class and we would change back into our school uniforms ~ Enj0y. Chapter 1; I Thomas, grew up in a very strict, religious household with my Mother, Father, and my twin brother Peter in the City. We are a close family, and my twin brother and I were I say raised rather differently from others our age. Neither of us got our own laptops until we both turned 16 years of age, and we only got a mobile phone at age 11. However, we were not allowed Smart-Phones just yet, like everyone else in our class had. We were only allowed a basic handset which we would only use if we really needed to, and no one really had our numbers except for family members. My brother and I had always had our own separate bedrooms, yet spent much time with one another in each others rooms. We shared many similar interests, although he was more of the nerdy academic, whilst I was much more into my sports, particularly gymnastics, so over the years my body became naturally very much athletic with intense training from a young age. When we reached that 16 years of age milestone we got our laptops, which were meant to help towards studies for when we started our A-levels at secondary school after completing the initial mandatory five years there. Unfortunately, of that year our Grandmother became sick, and it was I who out of my brother and all my cousins who happened to have that much closer bond with her, and it was finally agreed I would defer a year from commencing A-levels to look after her at our home, and try and nurse her back to health. Sadly that never materialized, and after 11 months of looking after her, she passed away. During those 11 months I spent most of the little spare time I had exploring what was deep within me via the internet on my new gadget. By now I knew I was Gay, but had not done anything about it, nor told anyone (except for my twin brother). Not only did I know my sexuality, I knew it was in my DNA to submit to an Alpha-Male. I felt more than just a run of the mill 'Bottom'. I had a burning desire to submit body, AND my mind! I developed a fascination for cigar smoking Leather-Doms. Something about them made my untouched hairy ass-hole twitch. And I also knew that I whenever I were to be fucked it have to be RAW; Condom-Porn just seemed to alien, It did not look or feel right. Seeing Dick slide inside another Man's ass BARE spoke volumes to me. The following year I finally got to commence my A-levels prior to going to university. My brother was now on his second year with his A-levels. As we were born the middle of February, by the time I finally began I was 17 years and 7 months of age. I had opted to study; Physical Education (P.E), Art, Drama, Geography, History and Biology. My P.E teacher for the next two years happened to be no less than the infamous Mr Jackson. He only worked at the school a few days a week, and generally only taught the A-level students, although, he would occasionally teach the younger lot if a teacher happened to be off sick. During the years I would sometimes catch him after games taking a shower, as we all got changed, and I would from the corner of my eye discreetly perv over him; He had a solid rugby build, was super hairy, and sported a classic 70s mustache. Yet, what really captivated me were his super low hanging balls. They really did fascinate me in a way I could not quite yet fully comprehend. He lived a 45 minute drive out of the City in a village, where he had his main business, being a private gymnastics coach. Next to his house he had a gymnastics studio, and adjoining that was a building behind with an indoor swimming pool with lounge and shower areas. The lounge section had a seating area with a leather couch, a few leather armchairs and a few coffee tables, plus a pool table. Opposite to the lounge area was a small breakfast bar, and in the other corner was the shower area. It would be 5 months into my A-levels when I turned 18 that I would first encounter with a male, although, I would still remain untouched sexually. My brother and I got those all illusive Smart-Phones on our 18th Birthdays that our class friends had for absolutely years already. Our parents had also promised us both something else for our birthday presents, tailored to our individual characters, which we would get later on in the week. Back in my room I downloaded the app 'Scruff', making a small profile. But, I was too scared to put a profile pic. I was not out yet. I did however allude to the fact that I was submissive, and looking to be 'OWNED'. A few days later at school, during break time I was checking 'Scruff' when a few messages came through from a few faceless profiles. The one that grabbed my attention, even though without a pic, came from someone who was very much assertive; - You will send me a recent face pic of yourself for my consideration in taking complete ownership of you, boy. - Yes Sir. Calling me 'boy' immediately tapped into my inner sub who was super eager to get out and explore, and be explored ...*IMAGE sent* - Well well well Thomas, aren't you full of surprises. - Oh my god. Who is this? - Never mind who I am. I need to know for certain if you are appropriate for my requirements. Tomorrow after your game of Rugby, you will go to the changing rooms, and whoever happens to be standing with their backs to the showers, you will without saying a word stand in front of them, strip naked, and kneel before them, placing your hands behind your back, keeping them there. If there is no one standing their when you arrive, you will sit and wait on the changing benches. - Yes Sir - Good boy. You are off to a very good start addressing me as Sir. A true sub will always know how to communicate appropriately with his 'OWNER'. And so you know from the outset, you are not permitted to touch your Dick. - Thank you Sir. And yes, I understand. Fuck, just writing 'OWNER' in capital letters like that made me physically tremble. But, how did he know I played Rugby!? After dinner at home and spending sometime with my parents, and brother Peter, I went to my room, and re read my brief chat with this mystery man. Should I go ahead with his instructions? I began to feel nervous; - Good evening Sir. - Evening, Thomas. - I am not sure about tomorrow. I feel very nervous. - Channel your fear into a determined energy. Are you determined to be 'OWNED'? - YES Sir. Yes, yes I am. How will you know what time my game finishes? - Don't worry, I have all that information to hand. I went to bed that evening and couldn't sleep for hours, laying there, my mind racing, tossing and turning, wondering who it was I would be potentially meeting tomorrow, with all kinds of thoughts and emotions running through me, ranging from fear all the way through to excitement. I ended up needing to have a wank to release the tension, so I could then get to sleep. The next day as usual my brother drove us to school as he had passed his driving test a few months ago. All I had today was Geography & History all morning, then P.E later in the afternoon.
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Midwestern Bathhouse Prologue. I was out of town for two weeks of job training in a medium-sized midwestern city. On Thursday afternoon, I realized that I had the whole weekend off. I was super horny, sexting with my boy back home, suggesting that he fly out so I could fuck him all weekend. We're open and play bare with other guys, and are getting better and taking loads from strangers. He had done some piggy searching online and suggested I go to a shady part of town to a 'men's club.' He gave me the name of it, and I searched online for it and came up with a really crappy website that looked ten years old. There were some reviews saying it was hit and miss, but Friday nights could be fun. I told my boy I'd go and see what naughty fun I could get into. The next day after work, I took a long shower and cleaned out my ass, not sure what might be in store for me that night. The place was in a white cinderblock building just off the interstate not far from a major college campus, but definitely on the wrong side of the tracks. There was a tall wooden fence off the back of the place that enclosed an outdoor heated pool and hot tub. I texted my boy saying I had arrived and needed to turn off and check my phone. He texted me back saying 'OINK. HAVE FUN!' I replied with a pig emoji and said, 'I WON'T BE ABLE TO TAKE PICS, SO I'LL DESCRIBE IT ALL LATER.' He wrote back, 'MAYBE I'LL SEE IT FOR MYSELF!' I sent him a smiley face and clicked my phone off. Chapter I. The club was 'member's only,' so I had to pay for a one-time membership plus admission. The guy behind the check-in glass was a short stocky Italian-looking guy, with chest fur peeking out of his shirt collar. He winked at me and told me it was going to be a busy night, some alumni weekend on campus. I paid for my membership, a towel, and a locker. The guy told me he'd give me a free upgrade since it was my first time there and gave me a key to a private room. He mentioned that there were a few new faces around sure to be popular. I went to the locker room, stripped down, and wrapped a small towel around my waist, barely enough to knot into itself. There were a few guys milling around. I went to take a piss and walked up to a trough urinal. There was a twinky athletic guy in his early 20s sitting on the edge suckling a stubby uncut cock on a furry guy old enough to be his dad. The daddy smirked at me as if to say the twink was all his. I lifted my towel to piss and the twink leaned over and took my dick in his mouth. The daddy got pissed and backed away. The twink looked up and me with my cock in his mouth and said, 'PISS!' So, I did. He swallowed it all down, gulping and slobbering on my cock growing in his mouth. The daddy was standing behind me and cleared his throat when I was done pissing and now the guy was just sucking my dick. I took a step backwards and the daddy took my place. I headed to the maze of dimly lit hallways and found the door to my 'room'. The walls were maybe eight-feet high in a taller room and had chicken wire across the top to keep people from peering over or climbing into another room. It was really more of a booth than a room, with a narrow mattress and a small side table with a bowl of lube packets, not a condom in sight. The floor was tiled and cold. The whole place reeked of bleach, cum, and sex. I could hear a few different fuck sounds in adjacent booths. I saw a hole drilled in the wall at the perfect height for a gloryhole. I peeked through but the room was empty. I made a point to check it out later. I stood in my doorway for a few minutes and saw a few guys slinking up and down the hall. One guy, heavyset and stooped over with a bit of a belly and meaty pecs with pierced well-developed nipples walked past me, then took a few steps backwards. He reached under my towel and fished out my dick. He used one hand to jerk me off a bit and the other to stroke my balls. He reached to my furry taint and rubbed his finger against my hole. I rarely bottom, but this guy was turning me on. He was so… nasty. The guy stuck his fat finger in my mouth then swirled his wet finger against my ass. He gently pushed my shoulders so I took a step back into the room. I made to close the door, anxious for whatever raunchy fun was about to get started. He held up his hand to stop me, leaving the door open. He spun me around, ass up and dove into my crack, sticking his tongue into me. He dropped his towel and I looked over my shoulder to see a 5” thick cock slick with lube or assjuice. 'You're my third bottom today, man. The other guys couldn't take my dick long enough for me to get my nut. You want to try?' I nodded as he slid his meat against my crack. 'Push back on it, pig,' he grunted. I inhaled deeply and let him force his way inside me, raw, and without lube. It burned like hell but he kept pushing. I think his cock may have been as thick as it was long. I was biting my lip and started sweating. He started rocking his hips and in a matter of seconds it went from searing pain to absolute pleasure. I saw stars. I also saw an eye peeking at me through the gloryhole and two guys leering at me taking raw dick through the open door. The guy fucking me waved them in with his paw and the guys stood on either side of him, tweaking his nipples. 'Harder!,' he shouted. They were really twisting his nipples. I could feel my hole getting more and more wet as his cock was leaking precum into my guts. My top pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. He slid right back in and pistoned away at my hole. He looked down at me and said, 'I'm gonna breed you now.' He didn't ask me, he told me. His pace quickened and he bred me. Load #1 in my hole. From a stranger. He pulled out and one of the guys watching dropped to his knees to clean my ass juice from his cock. The other guy lined up his cock with my cummy hole and slid right in. He was scrawny, almost gaunt, and slipped his dick balls deep in me. His cock was thinner but longer than my first top, who slinked out of the room into the darkness. The guy inside me came, shooting his seed deep into me. He also disappeared quickly. Load #2 in my hole. To be continued…
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So, we have the discussion about underwear, but what about swimwear? I'm heading to a beach the coming weekend to get away from winter weather...and love swimwear nearly as much as undies! So what do you prefer to wear yourself? Might be interesting to see if there is a difference in top vs bottom on this...so i'd be interested in what you like your partner to wear also. I'm a bottom and love to wear speedos or tight short squarecut suits (my fav since they still emphasize ass but not dick so much). For tops I love speedos since I wanna see what I'll have to work with I also like the short trucks that look like running shorts if they are thin.
