3am Saturday morning and I'm buzzing with a mixture of beer, poppers and two fresh loads inside my well used cunt, all courtesy of Grindr. I'm keeping everything in with a butt plug and looking for load number three when I receive a text from a cute student 400m away;
Student "Hey man you looking for fun?"
Me "Sure, I've already had some but just so horny tonight"
Student "Ah sweet, I'm a bit drunk and need cock"
Me "Lol, me too. You top or bottom?"
Student "Both but really want to get fucked"
Me "I've had two cocks cum in me. I'm versatile though and rock hard"
Student "Sweet, you wanna fuck me?"
Me "Love to, although I have to tell you I’m a bareback cum slut. Not into rubber"
There's a pause now before he responds
Student "That's cool. I don't like rubber either but I do like cum."
Me "Good to hear. I got a butt plug holding in two loads"
Student "Nice, I could lick those out and we could share"
Fuck this kid is making me horny. But he hasn't asked me my status. Do I mention it?
Me "So you wanna come over?"
Student "Yeah. Are you clean?"
Now I pause. I'll answer that literally I think.
Me "Yeah, always clean" I reply.
Student "No I mean HIV?"
I know what he means so I sort of bend the truth.
Me "Don't know right now. Had test, waiting for result."
Actually, that part is true. However, I am HIV positive and although I'm usually undetectable, I’ve been intentionally off meds for over a month so I suspect I’m toxic at the moment.
After a much longer pause.
Me “Still want me to fuck you?”
I tell him my address and 30 minutes later there’s a knock at the door of my flat. He’s even better looking in the flesh and although clearly drunk he’s still a bit nervous so I welcome him in wearing just some boxers and a hardon, leading him into the lounge.
I’ve already got some hot bareback porn on and I offer him a beer and sit right next to him on the sofa. He takes a few swigs and I place a hand on his crotch and feel a rock hard and pretty offensive piece of meat there. He turns and we’re snogging in a heartbeat, tongues deep in each other’s mouths, he tastes like beer and cigarettes.
He finds my nipples and tweaks them before slowly moving down to my cock.
“Fuck you’re sexy” He slurs.
“You too, lets get you out of these clothes”
He starts to undress and I slip off my boxers and out springs 8” uncut of precum dripping cock. He smiles when he sees it and me likewise when I get a load of his tight, athletic body and fat dick.
He dropped between my legs and I forced his face down onto my shaft which he quickly devoured, taking almost all of it down his throat in one go. He was a great cock sucker and treated me to a long, slow, blow job.
He also found the butt plug so I shifted my position, all the better for him to release the juices from my cunt. Gently he eased it out and I forced his head towards my dripping pussy.
“Lick it out and share with me” I commanded
He hesitated at first, as clearly saying it on Grindr was easier than being faced with the reality of doing it but bless him, he went down and I lifted my legs to allow him to lap up the sploodge I pushed out for him.
He rimmed me good and licked it all out, coming back up, we embraced in a felched charged snowball. I could taste cum and shit which was so erotic but I was amazed my young fuck slut was so happy and eager. He wanked my cock and his own as we kissed.
I eventually pushed him back down and shifted him round on the rug. Parting his beautifully pert bum cheeks and finding a perfectly shaved hole. I was down on his exposed cunt with my tongue, rimming him deep and long.
He moaned in delight as my expertly dexterous tongue and finger work aroused him to exquisite heights.
“mmmm fuck me”, he eventually groaned through gritted teeth.
I didn’t need asking twice and poking my cock at his lovely cunt I pushed in and carried on without stopping until I was fully inside his hole. He breathed out deeply and bucked a bit but took it all in one go like a trouper.
I started fucking him slowly but soon got up a head of steam, power fucking his beautiful body. We were both grunting and moaning loudly as I pumped his hole. I only paused to sniff on my poppers which I handed to him and waited as he took deep, long sniffs.
I knew I had a way to go before I’d shoot so I used him in a few positions, but wanted to be fucking him missionary, staring into those pretty eyes as I came inside his negative cunt; infecting him with my toxic load.
We fucked for ages and were pretty sweaty as I finally felt my orgasm brewing. I flipped him on his back and lifted his legs up, pushing back into him and continuing my onslaught.
We were now staring into each others eyes. I love a guy who won’t break eye contact and he didn’t. I kissed him between strokes and as I got close he could sense it.
“You’re poz aren’t you?” he whispered as we broke the last kiss.
Fuck I thought, what the hell, “Yeah” I replied and didn’t stop. He didn’t make any move to stop me either.
“You want my poz load?” I asked starting to peak and staring into his sole.
He didn’t hesitate, he didn’t break eye contact, “Yeah, poz me” and with that I grinned down and came hard and loud.
I continued to pump my load into his hole and he wrapped his legs round me to force me deeper inside him.
“Fuck, fuck” he kept whispering in my ear.
I grinned. Maybe the reality was hitting him but it felt good to poz this bitch. Eventually I collapsed onto him. Our hot bodies entwined and once again I found myself staring into his beautifully young face.
“Fuck man, what did we do?” he moaned.
“You just took a toxic load” I replied reaching down to feel my cum between his ass cheeks.
I withdrew my hand which had some cum on my fingers and showed him. He stared at my fingers then started licking them clean. Our night didn’t end there. He stayed until the morning and I fucked three more loads into him during the night and before he left. I didn’t even know his name.
3am, eight weeks later and I’m on Grindr and up pops a familiar looking student:
“Hey. It’s me from a few weeks ago”
“Oh yeah hi. How are you?”
This is a side-project that goes along with my other story. However, it can easily be read on its own. Be warned it will have a similar set up to another story on here, but only in setting up the setup of the plot. Let me know what you think down in the comments!
“That's it boy, suck on that nice piece of meat. Get it nice and wet for what’s coming!”
Urged on by the hot, muscled man standing above me, I forced his cock deeper into my mouth, enjoying the feeling and taste of his dripping, uncut cock sliding around on my tongue, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. I moan as I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, urging me even deeper down on his cock. Forcing myself not to gag from its massive size, I let him slowly rape my mouth as he let out a content sigh. Soon I'd finally get what I fantasized and dreamed of. A huge cock shooting a thick load deep up my virgin ass.
It was hard to believe that that morning I was just a young, 18-year-old virgin. I knew from a young age that I was gay; girls never even blipped on my radar, and I always found myself fantasizing about some of the hotter guys in my class kissing me and feeling me up. However, I never acted on it.
My family had moved to our small, midwestern town when I was in 6th grade, leaving me friendless. My former best friend was over 1000 miles away on the east coast, as well as everyone I knew growing up. I hadn’t been popular, but I was at least well-liked by nearly everyone. In my new school, I was an outcast… quiet, shy, too smart for the popular crowd and disliked because I actually enjoyed being at school.
By the time I hit my senior year, I knew I wanted to be like the guys I saw in the porn I found online. A slut, taking cock from multiple guys until shooting all over myself. My only friends were a few of the nerdier, but in my opinion, much cooler girls who shared some of my same interests in different books and shows at the time. Nobody, however, knew my secret… that I wanted nothing more than to lose my virginity to a hot top.
This obviously didn’t stop me from being made fun of, with being called things like fag or queer by the hotter, popular jocks in the in-crowd. Rationally, I knew it was only to get a rise out me, but a part of me always worried they knew I was what I secretly wanted to be.
By the end of my senior year, I couldn’t take it any longer. I was tired of jacking off and pretending I was getting fucked by some hot, muscled guy as I fingered myself to climax in my hand, licking my hand clean to keep my secret from my thankfully more liberal parents and 5 sisters. I decided to finally lose my virginity and started to secretly hatch out a plan.
Having gotten a few letters from some prospective colleges from the large city about 3 hours away, I planned to go and look at a few, staying at my distant cousin’s apartment near one of the campus. Knowing he wouldn’t care if I was there or not, I figured I could make my parents believe my half-lie.
I would look at the school that week, during spring break at my school, and during the weekend I would go to a gay bathhouse I had read about in some of my lurkings online. It would be a week after 18th birthday, so I would finally be legal to enter. And maybe, just maybe, I would find someone to help me fulfill my wish of losing my “cherry.”
The week came quickly when my parents sat me down, my bag already around my shoulders and my keys to the small Honda my parent’s bought me in my hands. I had hoped to sneak out with a quick goodbye.
“Buddy,” my father, still in his lab coat from work at the local hospital, “We need to have a talk.”
SHIT! I thought to myself, THEY KNOW. FUCK!!!
“Uh… yeah, dad?” I said, trying not to let the fear in my mind crack into my voice. My plan was ruined, I was sure of it. The tone of his voice and the look on my mother’s face said it all.
“Your mother and I have talked… we know you’re a man now, but… we’re concerned. You know we love you and only want what is best and…”
“Oh Robert!” my mother sighed, her thick accent coming through as she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at my dad, “Shit or get off a pie.”
“Pot… mom… it’s pot…. it’s slang for toilet…” I said, smiling slightly at her mistranslation. Thirty years and she STILL got idioms wrong. I was beginning to think it may be intentional.
“I like mine better,” she huffed before continuing, before glaring at my father, “We know you are going to college soon. Tell him.”
Pulling a pile of condoms and a handful of pamphlet out of his coat, he held them out to me.
“You need protection. We know things happen at colleges… and we don’t want you coming back and trapped with a baby on the way with some girl, or something like HPV or herpes…” my dad blurted out, rubbing his hand on his coat as he sat back on the couch.
“Uh….” was my only reply. I felt my cheeks start to burn. My parents thought I was going to get some girl pregnant.
“Just take them and be careful. And have fun. We love you very much,” my mom replied with a slight nod.
“And don’t trust a girl just because she is on the pill. She could be on an antibiotic, or could be asymptomatic or…” my dad replied, refusing to meet my eyes as he blurted out everything.
“Thanks… I guess…” I said slowly, grabbing them with a slight grimace, “You guys know…. I learned about most of this from health class… right…? And I really am just going to check out a few schools. I’ll call and everything if you want…”
“Just go have fun my little zaychik. Call when you get there so I know you are okay,” my mom replied, shooing me away.
3 hours later, and thankfully over a hundred miles from my family, I sat my bag down in the small living room of my cousin’s apartment, glad he was willing to let me stay there while he and his friends went to spring break somewhere out east.
It’s Friday night, and I’m ready to finally get down to business.
Pulling out a tight pair of jeans I had outgrown the previous year, and a similarly fitting t-shirt, I changed quickly and looked up the directions and information I had written earlier and made my way to the bar where the bathhouse was located.
Arriving, I quickly made my way to where the entrance was at the back and walked up to the small window, much like the ones I had seen in movies that they had at a seedy motel.
I rang the bell and out from the back room came one of the hottest guys I had ever seen.
Easily over 6ft, he had piercing grey eyes, long thick blonde hair, and a large piercing in his nose. He was wearing a tight-fitting wife beater that nearly covered his well-muscled chest and abs, and black leather pants that clung to his body, leaving nothing to the imagination. My eyes were quickly drawn to his pert ass and large bulge. A heavy five’o’clock shadow covered his face, which reminded me of an extremely hot bad boy version of Thor for some reason.
Even his voice made me melt, gravely and deep.
“Can I help you, boy? The bathroom is back in the other side of the bar,“ he said, pointing back towards the bar, looking up and down my body before smiling, “Unless you see something you like?”
Flustered, I blushed and shook my head.
“No… um…. I’m here to… I mean….” I said, suddenly unable to form words.
“Look, no offense kid, but you got to be at least 18 to even be in the bar. You gotta be… what? 15? 16 tops?”
Shaking my head no, I pulled out my wallet and pulled out my ID, sliding it under the glass.
“No, sir… I’m… I’m 18,” I said with a gulp, “See… my birthday was last week.”
“Sir, huh? First time to the baths then, huh?” he asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, deftly lighting one and blowing the smoke at the glass.
“Uh, yeah… I… it’s that obvious huh?” I replied.
“You’re a cute fucker. They are going to be all over you!” he said with a smile, the cigarette dangling in his mouth., “Room or locker?”
“Oh… um….” I replied, realizing that I had no idea what to do. “I don’t really know which one…”
“Hot piece like you will definitely get invited into a room in no time,” he said, “I’d go with a locker.”
I nodded as he continued.
“Normally the fee is $40 to get in, full $100 for a room, but seeing as you just had your birthday, and it’s your first time… how about $20?” he said, turning around and grabbing a towel and a key.
Reaching into my wallet, I pulled out the two bills, left over from my gifts the week before.
“Don’t mention it. We all have our first times,” he said with a smile, “Maybe you’ll still be around later when I get off. Would like to help show you the ropes.”
Smiling back, I entered the entrance, the door buzzing as he pressed a small button under the counter in front of him.
Looking around, I took in the sites, as dozens of naked men walked around, some with towels and others in various states of undress. I quickly found my locker, and with a deep breath, I quickly undressed.
Throwing the towel around my now naked body, I grabbed a few condoms from my jean pocket, tucking them in between my skin and the cloth.
Taking another look around, I felt like a fish out of water.
18, skinny with just a small amount of lean muscle on my frame. Black hair, blue eyes, and an average sized uncut cock were all I had to offer. And around me was every possible type of hot character from every gay porn I ever saw.
There’s no way anyone would be interested in someone like me, I thought to myself as pulled the towel even closer.
And that’s when I saw HIM.
6ft tall, heavily muscled, with a head full of thick brown hair. A face like a Greek statue, which sported a goatee and mustache. Nipple piercings and a thick hairy chest. And a what looked to be an uncut 10-incher with what looked to be a large PA peaking out from under the small towel that barely covered him, framed by a pair of low hanging bull balls. Tattoos all over his body. The man looked like sex walking. A bad boy who would ravage my hole if given the chance. Something straight out of the hottest porn.
AND HE’S WALKING UP TO ME! I thought in a panic.
I felt myself start to blush as he eyed me up and down, my cheeks burning even hotter as I saw his cock stir under the towel.
“I’m Garrett.” he said, stopping in front of me and holding his hand out, “You must be new here.”
“Jeez… it’s that obvious, huh?” I said, biting my lip as I stared at his hand, almost afraid. I looked around, lost.
He waved his hand slightly in front of me drawing my attention back to him.
“And you are?”
I panicked for a second, thinking maybe I should make up a name before realizing that even if he knew my name, nobody around here would know me. Pulling up the courage, I shook his hand and replied.
“Yurik… uh… nice to meet you…” I said, trying desperately to sound cool as my voice threatened to break as I suddenly started to spout a massive flow of words, “My mom is from Russia and that why I have a weird name. It’s-it’s my first time. I’ve never done this before, and I didn’t expect to actually find someone so hot to actually talk to me, especially you. Not with how I look. And… and… and I…. should really shut up now…”
He let out a soft laugh as he let go of my hand before slowly rubbing his hand up and down my arm while looking at my smaller body.
“Dude, calm down. You got nothing to worry about. Fucking sexy thing like you is a rare find here,” he said in a low, calm voice and his fingers traced down my chest and ran over my left nipple, causing to bead up instantly.
I fought back a moan and looked up at him in silence.
“Need someone to show you around? I would love nothing better than to show you around. Make all these fuckers here jealous,” he asked, his smile growing bigger as he saw what his touching me was doing.
I slowly nodded and smiled nervously as his hand wrapped around my shoulder and he pulled me closer.
“Mind if we stop by my locker first?” he asked as I felt him slowly reach down and grab my ass under the towel.
Fuck, that feels so good, I thought to myself as he slowly ran his fingers through my crack, teasing the hair near my hole.
“As long as you keep doing that!” I replied with a moan.
“Oh, I plan on doing much much more…” he replied, and we started walking, drawing the attention from a few guys.
We came to his locker and I stood there quietly as he grabbed his key and opened the door. Pulling out a large leather pouch from his shirt pocket, as well as a brown glass bottle.
I knew instantly they were poppers, which I had read about and seen in various sites online. I wanted to try them, and it looked like I might get my chance with this walking sex god. I was however slightly shocked when he pulled out a large, black and green cigar and stuck it in his mouth.
Some of the guys in my school smoked them when there were no adults around, looking somewhat goofy to me. But this man looked even hotter somehow with it firmly in his jaw.
Looking at me suddenly, he stopped and pulled the stick out of his mouth.
“Mind if I smoke?” he asked, looking directly at me as he waited for my reply.
“Oh, uh… no, go ahead,” I said, my cock now throbbing under my towel at full hardness, my face still blazing red.
With a smile, he pulled out the lighter from the same pouch and lit it. Drawing the flame to the end, he stuck the cigar back in his mouth and brought it to life, taking a deep drawn in before blowing it straight up in the air.
Quickly enough he put everything back into the locker and wrapped his arm around my waist and we set off into the bathhouse.
I can't really help myself. Every time my boyfriend leaves me alone, the urge to suck a lot of cock takes me over! This hunk came over while my boyfriend was at work and fed me his thick load in our bed!
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Wrote this up in response to a Tumblr post, first time writing something dirty so sorry if it's a bit awkward (helps that it's based on a mostly true story though)
So I love my bf, yadda yadda yadda, the whole nine yards but if I’m being honest he’s got a little dick and he’s a pretty bad fuck. More often than not gets things started but I generally “take a shower” and finish the job myself with toys after he cums and loses interest.
Naturally that doesn’t inspire much for the spank bank and porn is great but it isn’t too interactive, so I get back on all the hookup sites and apps and start talking to guys (letting them know I’m just trading pics and doing some phone sex up front in my profile) justifying it with that I hadn’t updated my pics/profile and I wasn’t gonna meet anyone anyway, just tiptoeing back into the old cumdump mindset to get my rocks off.
And it works for a while, our schedules line up so that we both work about the same during the day but I tend to have a few hours free before the bf gets off work. Plenty of time to popper up and sleaze it up on the phone. But as is usually the case with the mindset you can never really get enough. It was probably a month into my new daily routine that I knew it wasn’t gonna be enough.
So I prepped and for good measure rode the hell out of a dildo just to see if I’d wear out and change my mind but it wasn’t long before I put on a jock and started hitting up guys on BBRT and not too long after sending the first message I got a response from a guy only a mile away.
“Thought you didn’t actually hook up boy.”
I’m not sure if I was more stupid or desperate but I just let the truth out and told him that my boyfriend wasn’t fucking me good enough and I needed a real man to breed my hole. A few minutes passed and finally two messages, the first saying he’d unlocked his pictures and the second was an address, phone number, and a message saying call him when I was outside.
I clicked through his pics. Lower chest pic (average with nice happy trail), cock pic (cut and not terribly thick but nice length), and a few various pics of him balls deep in random bottoms. I was a little nervous but time was limited and I knew I wanted to be one of those cock stuffed bottoms, so I typed his address into my phone’s gps and made my way to the guy’s place.
I called him and he met me at the gate to his building, at a glance he looked a little more in shape than his pictures would suggest and topped off with a fairly well kept beard and crew cut. I was a little taken aback as we walked to his apartment and made small talk because he seemed like the kind of everyday wholesome guy you’d take home to your parents. He opened the door and ushered me inside, quietly telling me to stop a few steps in.
He locked the door and in the next second was up against my back one hand kneading my ass and the other on my neck pulling me back towards him.
“You guys open or are you just a filthy cheating whore?” he half asked half growled into my ear.
“He doesn’t know I’m here,” I started and his grip tightened slightly “I’m a cheating whore”
He chuckled a bit then pulled away from me “Get on your knees slut and show me how much you want my cock.”
I immediately began getting on my knees as I turned to face him, his cock now tenting out the sweatpants he had worn out. Almost instinctively I had his pants down and in one motion buried his cock in my throat working my tongue around it as I fondled full balls. My inner cock slut was delighting at the chance to have a dick long enough to actually work around with during a blowjob and I worked eagerly to please the man in front of me.
“Fuuuuck yeah faggot get that dick good and wet” He rested his hands on my head and occasionally met my downstrokes by pulling my head into his crotch and humping his length deeper into my throat.
“You’re a hungry bitch aren’t you?” I nod and hum in agreement. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and slaps me across the face with it a few times. “Take your pants off and get on your knees”
I stand to take my pants off and I think I see him smirk at my jock now stained with my own precum leaking out the front. He reaches down into his sweatpants and pulls a couple of small bottles out handing me a small bottle of lube.
“Make yourself useful and get that fag cunt good and wet for me” The other bottle of poppers he opens and takes a deep hit of, then comes back and guides his cock back into my mouth. “Yeah finger that pussy and get it good and ready for me, it’s all the prep you’re getting you dumb slut”
He fucks my face a bit more aggressively this time and I do my best to work lube into my hole. Finally he pulls out again and hands me the bottle of poppers. “What do you want faggot?” he asks.
“I want you inside me” He slaps me across the face with his cock. “Any dick can do that, what do you need you worthless slut?”
“i need a real man to breed me deep, please!” He rubs me on the head as he makes his way behind me. “Fuck yeah slut” He lines his cock up with my hole and spits on the head for good measure. I take two deep hits off his poppers and pass them back, followed by a moment where he does the same, then without warning he shoves his cock in to the hilt and I can’t help but let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a scream.
He takes a moment to let me adjust and I revel in the feeling of having a real throbbing cock pressing so deep in me, just aching to fuck until it releases. I begin to work my hole around him a bit as a hint that my hole is ready to take whatever he wants to give it and in response he pulls nearly all the way out and again slams hard back into me. “Damn slut, now I know why your man can’t keep you under wraps, this pussy was made to be fucked”
His hands are tight around my waist and he’s pulling me back to meet every thrust and I’m almost sure that his hands will leave bruises from the force. I can’t help but moan and occasionally let out a string of small curses as he plows into me like a living fleshlight slowing occasionally to slap my ass or adjust positions.
“Open that fag cunt up bitch, I’m breeding this pussy deep” he starts slamming harder and deeper into me and I do my best to meet his thrusts “Whose pussy is this?” he shouts “YOURS” I manage to respond “And what do you want?” “I need you to fill it with a real man’s cum!” He groans and hilts himself deep inside me and I can feel his dick throbbing as he unloads his balls into my hole. He stays there a moment then another chuckle to himself before he pulls out and wipes his dick on my shirt.
“Get out you stupid bitch, I’m done with you.”
I let myself out and make my way home with just barely enough time to crank out a load of my own and get in the shower before my boyfriend pulls into the driveway.
Being fucked by him that night wasn’t as memorable, but I didn’t have any trouble fantasizing who I actually wanted to be fucked by
Waiting too be picked up, to get Gifted for Christmas! FINALLY! Pretty Sure this Guy will follow through. He is a committed to giving the Gift, to help those who want to be free. Been messaging for years. Will be making a video, to post online. Want too share my experience with everyone who wants too see! Wish me luck, will be Gifting him a Brush. He' be Using his new Gift to Gift me!