Middle of the day anon surprise

[Guest Blockedover]

I don't fuck around anymore, but lately I have been fantasizing and recalling all the anonymous hooks I have had. I have a lot of stories from this time, some I remember, many I don't. 

This one time, about four years ago, I had been smoking weed and chatting on grindr with whoever would give me their time and energy. I live in a suburban area and most of the men on grindr nearby were closeted, married, and easily scared. I would engage in many long chats which were often hot enough to give me what I needed, but many times more chatting felt like it lacked the urgency and the raw experience I really wanted. I was 27 at the time, living with one other person, recently out of a relationship, and often partying and hooking up anonymously when I was really messed up.

During this time, most of my online and app chatting verged on the teasing territory. I never explicitly said I wanted to get fucked, or that I wanted it bareback, but I did and I tried to create the conditions where I would get what I wanted but I wouldn't have to be the one in control. That seemed to be the central theme. I wanted to lose control. I wanted to be used. 

This day, I had chatted with a faceless profile I had chatted with many times before. I had recently bought a new bottle of poppers and was spending the afternoon in a hungover green haze while stroking, watching porn, and hitting the poppers. I was on my secret grindr profile, the slutty one most people didn't know I had. I didn't have a picture and when I was asked for one, I only sent a picture that showed my ass and cock outline in my underwear without any other identifying information. These pictures were enough to generate interest but rarely not enough to get someone to hook up, unless they didn't care about face and they preferred it anon. This guy sent a pic of his cock and said he was looking now. His dick looked big and wet in the photo and really turned me on. For some reason I get scared easily, but the combination of poppers, weed, and vulnerability from being hungover from the night before, (plus I was home alone which rarely happened), seemed to create the conditions which allowed me to play with the idea of having someone over. Usually, if I had someone over it was late at night and I would usually be pretty fucked up or high on harder drugs. Today, was different, but it also seemed to be enough. Also, his dick looked so hot. 

Him and I chatted.

Him: "You looking to fuck?"

Me: "I am pretty horny, smoking a bit of weed, but hooking up scares me sometimes."

Him: "Yeh? I am going on lunch break soon and I am looking for a bottom. Got a friend too. We are both looking for a quick release. Send a pic."

Suddeny my mind started to race. One seemed like too much of an option, two seemed almost impossible. However, I had just finished watching a video of a guy being bred anonymously by two guys, who showed up to the other guy ass up on his bed. (BTW. this video used to be available on pornhub as Anon Tag Team and featured a guy ass up, just on the bed with teal sheets, getting fucked raw by a lightskin and dark skin guy who take pictures and video it... so fucking hot. If anyone has it, please let me know.). 

I sent him my pic and waited a few seconds. He didn't respond. Usually I don't send anything else and just chat to the point of annoying the other person, but this time I was so high and horny that I just sent him my location without out much thought, to see what would happen. He replied.

Him: "Here is a pic of the other guys cock. We are both 5 mins away. You ready?"

I was overwhelmed. When I get this high and horny, I sometimes start to shake with nervous energy. It is like my whole body is overwhelmed and I just can't gather my thoughts or energy enough to be calm. While I was considering my options, he wrote again.

Him: "We are on our way. Ill message you when I am on the street."

I didn't want to engage in anymore conversation. I figured it was too late and I would just wait to see if he came to the street. I had recently moved into this apartment. My bed and boxframe were on the floor and my room was a complete mess. I got up and moved away from the computer, took a hit of weed, shut the blinds, and got on my bed with my poppers and phone and waited. My bedroom is right next to the front of the unit I lived in. You walk throught the front door and my bedroom is right inside.

I was shaking, horny, and kept hitting the poppers to try and keep the energy up and to also hopefully keep myself from bailing and/or freaking out. It worked. I was a horny and really anxious slut, worried about the implications of an anonymous hookup but also eager for raw sex. I realized in the whole conversation I didn't once talk about how it would all go down, from condoms to anything else. If you have read my other story, you know that I liked to wait until it was almost too late to check or ask about condoms, with the assumption and hope that I would find the guy fucking me raw and ready to bust in me without me having any choice over the matter. I had hoped it would go that way this time too.

As I was huffing away and laying in bed I was refreshing my grindr home page to see if the distance was changing. It went from 3 kms, up to 3.5 kms, then sort of stayed at 3.5 kms. I figured my lack of response might have scared him away. I waited and kept refreshing and his distance stayed at 3.5 kms and didn't change. A few minutes went by and I resigned myself to the fact that this was like the many times before where my fear and anxiety outweighed my horniness, keeping me from a hot time by my lack of communicating clearly to the potential hook up. I got up from the bed to go take another hit of weed and look out the window. I opened the blinds slightly and refreshed the grindr window.

Suddenly his profile showed that he was 30 meters away and there was another new profile at the same distance. Outside my apartment on the street was an white car with two guys sitting in the front seat, both looking at their phones. My phone buzzed. 

Him: "You ready? We are on your street. Which unit is it? The one with the black car?"

I didn't hesitate. 

Me: "Yes." I gave him the number and he replied, "Good. I want you ready ass up, head down. Where do I find you?" 

I closed the blinds, got back on the bed, sent him the instructions of where and how to find me in the apartment, threw my phone under the bed, and put my head down and waited. My door to the room was slightly ajar and my front door was unlocked. I laid ass up in a black jock strap and the room was dark, but still light enough from the mid-day light through the blinds for them to see me, but I wanted to keep my head down and not see them. It was in that moment I realized, I didn't have any condoms if he wanted them and I didn't even have any lube. I was going into an anonymous three way as the bottom, without anything to help ease the situation but spit and my poppers. 

A few moments later I heard the front door open. 

To be continued. 

[infoseekeruk]

Love this can not wait for the next part

[20cmcock]

That's hot. Please continue.

[Guest]

Such a tease, I can identify with the anxiety of meeting, but love to let loose once they arrive 

[Guest Blockedover]

Part 2 - Continued

The time between hearing the door opening and feeling the presence of someone in my room wasn't long, but it felt like forever. I could hear some muffled shoe steps, a bit of talking, and seconds later I heard my door to my room open. Just as the door opened I took a giant hit of poppers and my mind started racing. I felt like a true slut. I could picture the image they were seeing. A bubble butt in a tiny black jock strap, spread out across the mattress on the floor. My head, buried in poppers and pillows. There was enough light to see everything clearly, but it was dark enough to know that the purpose of this meeting was to be discreet and to offer them a place to get off. I didn't make any noise besides the sound of my heavy breathing. Being stoned and huffing on poppers made me raging hard and horny and I was slightly grinding the bed. My face was on the opposite side away from the bedroom door. As they walked in they would see my feet first, my ass, my torso, then my head at the edge of the bed where it was pushed up against the far wall. 

Them: "Fuck... he wants it." 

I knew that there was two people, but I didn't know who was who. I just knew I was the odd man out and I only had one purpose, to be used by them at their discretion. I heard the sound of clothes being removed. The next few moments were as slow and tense as the moments before, but the energy in the room was unreal. Everything felt like it was buzzing. I had stopped shaking, but I had kept up huffing at the poppers and I was stoned enough that everything felt elevated and more intense. As they were removing their clothes they said little, a few words to each other, not much I could make out. Suddenly I felt a tap on my left thigh and a bit of pressure on the other side of the mattress. 

Guy 1: "Fuck man. He is all yours." Tap again. "Move around the bed so your head is on this side. We are going to spit roast you. Keep your head down and suck my cock. My friend is going to fuck you first." 

By the way he talked to me, I assumed this was the guy I had messaged. I was feeling a lot of things, and most of all, I was feeling that they were in control. I shifted over on the bed, kept my head down and my eyes mostly closed. As I pivoted I brought my poppers. As I shifted around I could see his feet on the floor, socks still on, no pants, while I could also feel the thighs of the guy on the other edge of the bed. I shifted so my legs were open and spread around his body and my face and head were next to Guy #1's cock. 

Guy 1: "Suck my dick". I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and moved my head up. I could feel his dick sliding against my hair, down across my face, and landing at my lips. There was a wet stream of pre-cum traced across my face. I opened my mouth and started sucking. His dick was huge, much bigger than the picture allowed me to contextualize. He was thick and he filled my mouth. Suddenly I started to feel scared. This dick wanted to be in my ass. I am pretty tight and sometimes have trouble taking dick unless I am really fucked up. Thankfully I was stoned, but I was still worried. Especially since I didn't have lube. But I had poppers, two men in my room, and the desire to get used... that would have to be enough. 

As I sucked, I could feel Guy #2 massaging my ass cheeks. He started to move more closer to my ass, spreading my legs even further apart as he positioned himself at my hole. I felt a tap of his cock head hit my ass, then felt his arms come up around chest beside me on the bed as he started to grind my ass. Meanwhile I was sucking dick of Guy #1 and unable to process both things at the same time. 

Guy #2's face was behind my head. "Mmmmmm. Yeh, such that fuckin dick."

Guy #1: "He is all yours. Use him. You got any lube dude?" My mouth was full of cock so all I could do was mumble something that sounded like no. He responded, "No condoms either? I guess we are just gonna raw fuck you with spit. He will get you nice and wet for me." I started to feel the shaking a bit. I was overwhelmed. I took a pause from sucking his dick and took a hit of poppers. 

Guy #1: "Fuck yeh, hit those poppers faggot. We are gonna breed you." As he said this I heard Guy #2 spit a few times as he moved back off me a bit. I felt pressure and wetness on my hole and heard slick sounds coming from his dick. He moved back over my body and I felt his cock head find my hole. The time was here. He pushed. 

I felt the sensation I wanted.  A raw anonymous dick was pushing through the out layers of my hole while a giant dick was in my mouth. The dick in my ass didn't feel too large, and it mostly felt pleasant. I was so high on weed and poppers that I just felt amazing. He kept pushing and it didn't take long for him to bottom out. He didn't feel overly thick or long, but it felt really great. I would need the soft start before taking on the monster dick that was in my mouth. I continued to suck as he started to push in and out of my hole.

Guy #1: "Oh man. Yeh, fuck this bitch. He wants it, don't you, bitch?" I just moaned while sucking his dick. I mostly just used my mouth and let him build up a rhythm of fucking my face, mostly so I could access my poppers as needed. Every now and then I would open my eyes slightly just to help my head get some grounding and not spin out from the green, poppers, and excitement. Meanwhile, Guy #2 didn't say a word. He just kept fucking silently and at a steady pace. He wasn't forceful or rough, just kept pushing in and out and I felt like I was in cock heaven. 

Guy #1: "Mmmm yeh. Fuck dude. Keep hitting those poppers. You are going to need them for me." His statement brought me back to earth slightly and gave me a bit of fear, but I didn't have much time to think about it as Guy #2 picked up the pace, lowered his torso on me, and wrapped an arm around my neck while he used his other hand to push my head on his friends dick. Being as my mattress and box spring were on the floor, it was the perfect height to allow him to fuck me and hold me down, while also letting his friend fuck my face. Guy #1 reached down and took the poppers from my hand. "We are gonna popper you up bitch." I heard him take a hit and then could smell and feel as he gave his friend a hit. He closed the bottle, gave it a shake, opened it up and said, "Breathe in. We are in control now."

Guy #2 picked up a bit more pace and his thrusts became much more urgent. The poppers had an immediate effect on him. At this point, I couldn't know or tell how long we had been fucking or they had been in the room, but I am guessing it wasn't long. I also know Guy #1, who I assumed I talked to on Grindr, said they were on a lunch break. I guess this was going to be quick. He held the poppers to my nose and kept alternating nostrils. He held the bottle there so much longer than I normally would have used them and the impact was intense. I was eyes closed, sucking his dick with a furious passion, as his friend was in and out of my hole. Suddenly Guy #2 pulled out. I felt empty and needed more. I groaned while I was sucking the other guys dick.

Guy #1: "Oh man he really wants it. Give it to him. Cum in his ass and lube him up for me." Guy #2 spit on my hole again, played with his dick at the edge of my hole, then shoved it back in and pulled in close to my body. HIs mouth was right next to my ear. 

Guy #2: "Fuck. You're hole is so hot. Im gonna flood you, then he is going to rape you." My brain was on fire. Guy #1 put the poppers up to my nose again. Guy #2 kept fucking. He barely made noise the entire time and only said two sentences to me in total. His rhythm increased as did the length and depth of his strokes. He was grunting pretty loudly and his thrusts were making my body move up and down on the mattress, causing my dick to grind against the material of the mattress. It was driving me wild. Meanwhile, Guy #1 was pushing in and out of my mouth. He pulled back a bit and stepped away from mouth. He grabbed my hair, leaned down and kept the poppers up to my nose, and put his face to the other side of my head. Guy #2 was on the left ear, grunting away, with his arm around my neck, Guy #1 was next to my other ear. 

Guy #1: "Yeh hit those poppers. Breed his ass. You want it don't you. Fucking take it. Hurry up and cum dude, we need to get back to work. Do it."

At his instructions, Guy #2's breathing intensified. I kept sniffing the poppers, but suddenly it was too much. I pushed my head away a bit but the guy's arm on my next made it hard to move. I just wanted to put my head down and whine, but I was stuck in the position. It was hot, I didn't want the control, but I also started to feel the fear creep back a bit. Just as that started to happen, Guy #2 said, "Oh fuck. Here it comes slut. Im gonna nut in you." With that he buried deep and jabbed short little thrusts in my hole. Guy #1 pulled the poppers away and put his dick back in my mouth with his hand around my lower jaw and neck. 

The scene stayed like this for a few moments, with Guy #2 shuddering and slightly pulsing in my hole. Guy #1 just holding his dick in my mouth. Guy #2 slowly pulled out and I could feel a new fullness and wetness where his dick had been. 

Guy #2: "Fuck... damn I shot a big load. It is running out. Alright dude, I am gonna get dressed and wait in the car. Have fun."

Guy #1 stayed in my mouth, put the poppers back in my hand, and said, "You ready slut? I hope he stretched you out."

I heard and felt Guy #2 get off the bed and start to put his clothes back on as Guy #1 tapped my body and said "Move back to the position you were in when we came here." 

As I pivoted around, wet cummy hole and ass up and face down, pushing my head back to the pillows, I heard Guy #2 chuckle. "See you soon. Have fun."

I buried my head in the pillows as I heard the door to my room then shortly later the door to the front of the unit open and close. 

There was no one else on the mattress, and suddenly I felt vulnerable. I knew I wasn't alone, but I felt very alone. I heard a shuffle and felt the depression of the mattress as Guy #1 moved onto the bed.

I remembered the size of his cock and I remembered I had the poppers in my hand. I opened the bottle and took a sniff as he moved closer to my body.

He said, "You ready? He was right. I am going to rape you."

I thought I was ready. I found out I wasn't.

To be continued. 

 

[Guest Blockedover]

PART 3 - The End

The energy in the room had completely shifted. The remaining two people in the room were me, ass up and cum filled, and him, Guy #1. He was behind me with his huge cock and I was submissive and waiting. After another big hit of poppers he grabbed my ankles and pulled me closer to him at the other edge of the bed. 

He didn't wait long as he positioned himself at my ass and hit his dick right at my hole. I could tell this was going to be a different experience. He pushed forward and suddenly I was in pain. His dick was just too big. I gasped and started to ask him to stop, but before I could get the words out he pushed in further and used him arms and hands to hold me down. He inserted two of his fingers in my mouth as he used the rest of his hand to cover my face. As he bottomed out, I was in pain and groaning, but he just laid there, deep inside me. His raw dick and the cum and spit from Guy #2, swimming in my hole and coating the insides of my ass and the outsides of his dick. 

A few moments passed and I started to relax. It didn't feel pleasurable, but it didn't quite hurt as much either. He started to shift back a bit and slowly re-enter. I would groan with every movement. It was hard to relax feeling so out of control and I was longing for more poppers. I was also rock hard and my dick was rubbing through my jock. I could imagine that my mattress was going to be covered in my precum from the excitement of it all. 

He started to release my face and mouth a bit as he pulled in and out. His head was close to mine and he muttered, "Im gonna cum quick, but you better hit those poppers because I need to get off and I don't want to hear you complaining." He picked up his pace.

It hurt. It hurt a lot, but it also felt good. My mind felt confused. I often longed about the thought of losing control and being used. I have also been in situations similar to this, but I was also often much more fucked up. This was the middle of the day and even with the weed and the poppers, it wasn't as easy as I hoped. He was on top of me, going in and out of my hole, and the only sounds in the room were my groans, his heavy breathing, the sound of the friction between the bed as it rubbed against the wall, and my wet hole being expanded by his big dick. I hit the poppers and I kept hitting the poppers. 

As I did, he increased his speed and depth. He even started laughing slightly. "You are such a fucking slut. Fuck yeh. Taking my raw dick without seeing my face eh?" The thought clearly turned him on. For the next few moments he kept half muttering versions of this to me in my ear. I started to tense up with the thought of being used so forcefully, causing my hole to tighten and I groaned and instinctively tried to move away a bit from his cock onslaught. This seemed to drive him even more wild. 

"I don't think so. Un unh. You hit those poppers and stay loose. I don't want you tightening up. Just take my cock." He kept fucking. 

At this point, I just wanted it to be over so I tried to let go and accept. He had moved his arms so they propped up his torso more, freeing up my head, face, and arms, so I just buried my face between my set of pillows with my open bottle of poppers and let him plow me as he wanted. 

"Oh... yeah... oh man... this is what you wanted. To get used isn't it? To be treated like a whore." 

I couldn't disagree. This is what I wanted, but I still couldn't help but wish it was over. As I kept huffing away at the poppers, he kept driving his dick deep inside of me. The pain had lightened up, but I was exhausted and wanted him to finish. He had said he was going to cum quickly and I hoped he was holding true to his word. As he fucked me and I kept hitting the poppers, my brain felt like it was expanding and contracting with each of his thrusts. My eyes were closed and I was picturing how this would love from another perspective. I was picturing this faceless man and me ass up on the bed, and I could picture myself as the slut I truly was. I came back to reality a bit, took my left hand and moved it behind me to feel his ass and body as it plowed into mine. This seemed to be the thing needed to push him over the edge. 

"Fuck yeh... you... fuck...ing... little... slut... ungggghhhh!" He dove deep and his giant cock vibrated in my hole. I felt him cumming, shooting and bouncing for 10-15 seconds. Each twitch of his cock hit the edge of my sphincter. He groaned throughout. With his last groan, he pulled out. I heard his dick as it pulled out of my hole with an audible pop. He spent no time appreciating his work, he backed up off me, and off the bed and started to put on his clothes. I was expecting him to say something, anything, but the rest of the time was in silence. I heard him wiping his dick on something, probably something on my floor. I heard him put on his pants and his shirt, and then I heard nothing. I could faintly hear him fumbling with something, I assumed buttons or picking up some items which might have fallen on the floor, but my imagination was trying to fill in details while I had very little information to go on. Then, I heard my bedroom door open and close, and then the door to the apartment open, then close. I was still unable to process what happened to me, my ass felt full and wet, yet somehow still empty. The whole experience was likely less than ten minutes, but it felt both longer and more intense than I had anticipated. Despite the experience being anonymous, my curiosity and need for some glimpse of who just fucked me got me up and over to the big bedroom window. I cracked the blinds open slightly and watched him walked away from the unit towards the white car on the street. He was tall, bulky, wearing a red and black plaid jacket, and a ball cap. He was on his phone as he walked, then he reached his car and got in the drivers seat. His friend, Guy #2 was in the passenger seat. I couldn't make out much, but I could make out that they were bulky, beefy, bearded, and hot. 

I heard my phone vibrate and went to my bed and grabbed it from underneath. It was a grindr message. I opened up the app and saw that it was a message from him. Before reading it, I got down on the bed, laid back, and touched my cock and my hole. My dick was rock hard and my ass was dripping wet. I was so horny but I wasn't ready to cum. I opened his message. There were no words, just a picture. I opened it. There I was, ass up on the bed having just been fucked. You couldn't see my face or any identifying information, but I knew it was me and so did he and his friend. I screen grabbed the photo, but didn't reply. 

I did however look to see who else was around and available. I got up to my desk and smoked a bit more weed, opened up my computer to check for other guys, and figured, I might as well see what other trouble I could get into.

A few guys were around in the area. I got a message asking for a pic. I went to send him one of my photos of me in my underwear but stopped. I did just go through a brutal fuck, was I ready for another guy? Was I ready mentally... was I ready physically? He asked again, "hey man. Looking to fuck here. You looking? Send a pic?" 

I opened up my gallery on my phone and sent him the screen grab of me ass up and freshly fucked in bed. 

The end.

This is a true story with a few added details. I have lots of other stories I have somewhat catalogued. Let me know if you want more?

 

 

[Zeke17043]

More please!

[bottombehr]

Awesome more please!

[SpongeBase]

This is one of my fav reads. I come back to it all the time. Same with:

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[think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/35565-face-down-ass-up-anonymous-loads/?tab=comments#comment-394100

[LehighCub]

I'm the same way. I reread this one constantly. The perfect hookup. I want the same thing. Two beefy older guys breeding me? The dream. 

[MeatPcs]

All of a sudden I'm craving for such fuck

[Guest sissyslut90]

Love reading this story while I'm waiting for Grindr daddies to cum over.

[Josh1959]

Hot story. Your clip can be found on “thegay.com”. Search anon tag team. Teal sheets are a dead give away.

[Guest]

looove anon fuuucks