Wicked Mr. Magoo

[austin_submale]

Can't wait to read more!

 

[pozpopperpig]

Damn!  I want to be in that bath house!

[haireebear]

As with most good tv series, we are going to need more Amazing Fantastical Slutty Adventures of the Wicked Mr. Magoo, please.....

[austin_submale]

22 hours ago, pozpopperpig said:

Damn!  I want to be in that bath house!

Yeah, I wish there were one like that near me!

 

[MTLneg]

Part 9

Throat fuck: 7 minutes.  Chat: 3 minutes.  Ass eating: 0 second.  Lube: 20 seconds.  Punishment ass fuck: 21 minutes.  Breeding orgasm: 6 seconds.  Post-orgasm endearment: 1 minute. Kiss: 5 seconds.  Then Mickey was gone. 

Magoo was standing in the door frame with two other men.

“I am working on lowering his inhibitions. He is not ready to put his ass on the block yet.  I’ll get him there soon” Magoo explained to the two strangers “until then guys… get in here… I’ll give you the ride of your life!”

On that, Magoo straddled my body on all four. His face smiling above mine. The first guy stepped on the end of the bed, pulled back Magoo toward him and worked his dick home. Magoo leaned over my chest and nibbled my nipples.  The second guy hopped on the bed over my head on his knees and jerked his really nice cock from soft to hard. I was able to briefly peek at his flat stomach and firm pecs. The door was still open for anyone to [banned word] in. It must have been a surreal scene: three men cramped on a bathhouse’s single-bed with only a dimmed-light ready to fuck while and other one, trapped by other, lay passively.

“Up here, grandpa, suck this poz cock all the way… yeah… that it’s old bat, suck my fucker down your throat. Show us what a cocksucker you really are… what a hungry cum whore you are.”

Oh FUCK! I realized; it was the guy with the sexy voice!  Oh fuck… fuck! That was enough to fill my jerking fantasies for the next month! No, I was not going to wait…. I started jerking my cock. My cock was hard again. The guy was feeding Magoo with what turned out to be a long veiny cock. Magnificent! from my point of view.  And what view I had! His hairy balls were dangling few inches from my mouth…  A hairy ass was completing the entire portrait. Any horny guy in my position would have dove-in and nursed on each ball, bathing them with a lot of tongue.  Any guy in my position would have snaked his tongue in the sexy ass crack, extending it to reach his hole and with the point teased it until its owner howled of pure joy.  You know it by now, I am not any guy. So, I chickened out and watch. I didn’t trust myself. A simple lick on the tantalizing balls above would lead me to perdition. My lust would overpower my mind, and would make me commit regrettable choices. One thought was hammering my head: the sexy guy was… poz.

Magoo was spit-roasted like it was a natural thing. His cock jutting from the grey pubes was soft. I moved my hand and grabbed his balls and cock, squeezed them once like you would with someone’s shoulder to give him courage. Magoo moaned his appreciation. In the blink of an eye my field of vision was obscured by the guy’s hairy ass, bringing Magoo’s head down with it. He was slowly moving back and forth. I was barely able to breathe and the manly smell was intoxicating me. I raised my hands tentatively on his thighs to signaled him my condition.

“No hands pussyboy! And if you want some air soon, you better get that cock whore-licking tongue in action!  Go on and give it some practice licks… just your tongue… that’s it faggot… right there… please your Daddy!” and to add to his command, my fantasy man completely sat on my face, trapping my head between his cheeks and the thin mattress.

I didn’t want to… well I did, but no… I was doing it anyway… He pulled back on his heels, freeing me, desperately seeking air. Magoo was quicker!  With one hand on my mouth, the other holding a bottle of popper – definitively the black cap one – stuck to my nose, largely breathing the unexpected chemicals, 2 hits… 3 hits… 5 hi… no 4… fuck! Why am I so weak resisting?  To not succumb to this induced-nirvana?  Oh, God, I didn’t want to, but I was now feasting on the hairy ass as Magoo returned on the cock.

“Much better boy! Eat Daddy’s ass!” the sexy voice repeated like a mantra.

“Yo! Eddy, you find yourself another asslicker?” I heard the fucker said.  The sexy voice has now a name, Eddy.  Eddy, sexy! Sexy Eddy! my mind mused in its daze state.

I redoubled my effort wanting him to remember this moment, wanting him to tell me how pleased he was with me.  Lust!  In my horny fogged-mind, I pictured myself on the narrow edge between the too-long frustrated and sex-starved student and the pig that had died and gone to pig’s paradise (whatever that is!).

“Jesus! What a fucking faggot whore!  Yep, a devoted asslicker and I think he is getting along with the program. I might go easy on him with the paddle later! You should order him to clean your ass after and suck your dick clean.  Oh fuck! Keep doing that…" groaned Eddy.

No, no, no… I am not a cheap whore up for sale. 

“Umphh… ir… uw… mmf… onmf… unh… bah…”  I said.

Both men laughed at my attempt to my protests. Eddy was now holding Magoo’s head and was face-fucking him.  I was not able to see, but I did for sure felt his cheeks moved rapidly, putting pressure on my mouth and preventing me to do a proper tongue ass-probing. All along his verbal assault was directed toward me. It was turning me on. I was certain Magoo would received his load, but it was not the case.  Jesus (I found after that it was his real name) came in Magoo’s ass with frantic movements causing Magoo’s head to hit my chin and forcing Eddy’s balls right under my nose.

“Snifffff!”

“Oh! you pathetic faggot! …go ahead… smell your Daddy while I take care of grandpa…!”

Multiple balls hairs went right in my nostrils triggering me to sneeze at the same time Eddy rocked back his ass over my nose and mouth again.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKING SLUT!” Eddy exclaimed. “I swear you are a hot fucking slut… Damn, that feels strangely good!!! FUCK!"

My face was covered in snot, saliva, ass sweat and hairs. And then, everything went still. My mind trying to comprehend what was happening. Jesus had pulled out his cock, and Eddy was standing up, taking Jesus place. Jesus stayed on the side with a look of a fat contented cat. His cock glistening with cum was pulsing from all the excitation it got.  Magoo twisted his small body and started cleaning Jesus’ cock.

I felt my legs being raised. I was dumfounded. It took me few seconds to comprehend what was happening… to me. I honestly started to struggle, not wanting to be fuck with a poz cock, even if it was sexy Eddy.

“No… I don’t want to…” until I felt a hot tongue licking my ass lips in circle. “oh… fuck…  mmmh… yes…” 

“No one will hurt you, Max.  I told Eddy and Jesus about you.  They will fuck you later… only if you want them to…” Magoo told me in a soothing voice.

“mmmh… ok…. thank you… ohhh… for…”

“Ssshh… it’s okay… suck grandpa's fingers..." as he inserted two salty fingers in my mouth. "...and rest reassured, I will fuck you first and you will let me…”

I didn’t want to and Magoo seemed adamant to.

[Tanbbottom]

Luv the way this is evolving 

[Mrversa1982]

Jezus I shot a couple of loads... this story makes me hot as fuck... 

[MTLneg]

Part 10

The inevitable was due to happened. Against my will, I had to let go. With a long sigh of disappointment, I lowered my legs. Eddy had stopped rimming me. I closed my eyes for a brief moment. Eddy’s body crushed mine as he laid on me.  Few minutes before, Magoo had rushed out with Jesus in trail as soon as he heard that the “human urinal” found a new way to entertain his crowd in the wet sauna.

“So faggot, what’s wrong?”

I shook my head.

“Unh, uhn…” his lips brushed mine, kissing them softly, “you are a bad liar… tell me what’s wrong”

“I’m no faggot…” I said, surprised by my own audacity.

He looked at me coldly.

“You might be right. I don’t care. I will call you whatever I want, and you shouldn’t care either. If it bothers you, tell me now. I wouldn’t want you to waste my time.”

I felt uneasy, but not afraid. For some reason, the calm dominant energy coming from Eddy was flowing in me. The little time I already got with him was even more than what I would have dreamt. I needed to stand for my beliefs even if it means losing a chance to be with Eddy any more in the future.

“Yes, it bothers me.” I replied, unsure on how he would react.

“Fine.”

“Fine?” that’s it, Fine? I thought.  And you are going to walk away with just a “Fine” statement?   I tried weakly to dislodge myself, to let him know it was time for him to get off me and leave, but he did not move.

“So faggot, tell me the truth…?”

“I like my ass to be eaten” admitting, and ignoring his arrogance.

“to be just eaten… or eaten by me...?”

“yeah, I like it… I mean I like it when you were…”

“so, it explains why you were grinding your pussy back like a slut in heat.”

“Was not…”

“Unh, uhn… you were… you’re lying again…”

“Was not…” I repeated, not knowing where this conversation was heading.

“Oh is that so? he replied mockingly then kiss me like before.  “Would you like to spend more time with me?” Another kiss.

“yes but…”

“no but…” Another kiss.

“… but I don’t want to get fuck…”

"It's meant to happen..." Another kiss.

“… but you are poz…”

“so…?” Another kiss.

“… but I don’t want to be poz…”

“So, is it a yes, slut?” No kiss this time.

“Yes” not believing what I said.

“Go grab a shower and then, when you are ready and really want me, come and find me.

“… but no fuck…”

“We will fuck, but before I would like to introduce you with someone special.”

“Someone? Who…?”

“Tss… Tss… a surprise… if you want more.”

“… but no fuck…”

“If you say so. You might change your mind, thought.”

Since Magoo brought me to the bathhouse earlier today, I got my mind fucked up a few times due to my horniness, to my fear of catching diseases, but mostly due to the poppers. I never did poppers before… I wouldn’t even had done it at home, alone, scared of what ever might happened. As I was trying to postpone as much as possible to delay going back to Eddy (my cock obviously disagreeing with me), for the first time I realized how pathetic I must have look. Here I was refusing to suck, to fuck, to engage, to let go… Just the fact that I was justifying myself proved that my mind was conflicted.  Magoo didn’t help.  He was the sluttish man alive I knew, all the other ones were fictive personages in gay stories on the web.  Purple hair took the showerhead next to mine. 

“Hey, wassup. I'm Hugo by the way?” he smiled.

“Max... There is quite a crowd, tonight?

“When we locked the door, the count was 109 guys.”

“Locked?”

“With the curfew, guys had to come in before 7h30 and can’t leave before 5 tomorrow morning.”

“Oh… Isn’t illegal? I mean should the place be closed?”  I turned to wash my front.

Hugo had filled the space between us, and his fat and soft prick was resting in my ass crack. His hands went around to my chest, soaping from neck to crotch without applying pressure. It was sensual, no sex innuendo.

“Yeah totally…”

“So what’s about the cops?”

“Oh them! nothing… their shift ends at midnight. They will be with us all night… I heard you got fucked…”

“Yeah… all-safe thought…” I said. If the news that I got fucked spread this fast, I wanted to make sure that everyone knew that I was playing safe only.

“Really…?” he had inserted the tip of a soaped-finger, teasing my hole.

“Hmmm… Absolutely”

“If I covered up, do I have a chance?” he asked bluntly in a low voice.

“I am not sure I can, you are pretty big down there.”

“Then you need get some other guys to open you up a little more…”

We were interrupted by the big Latino guy who joins us in the shower area.  I didn’t mean to stare but this guy had a huge cock - a pussy destroyer. His friend sauntered to the next free shower head. Hugo saw me looking and, at my surprise, embraced me.

“Sshhh… Listen to me…” he murmured to me his mouth close to my ear.

“Hug me back… like we are lovers… and listen carefully…  The big guy is Carlos, he loved to raped guys.  Guys like you and me.”

I don’t know if it was an act, but purple hair was groping me obscenely now, seriously biting my ear lobe.

“But the other guy, Dimitri, is the most dangerous of the two…”

His cock had gained some hardness and in a playfully hit and miss mode, Hugo was poking my ass with his cockhead, pretending to search for my hole.

“He is a drug dealer and a pimp. A vicious one. He likes to torture, and believe me, you don’t want to mess with him.  Now, pretend you need to be somewhere else, and don’t ever let them catch you alone.”  With that he pushed me, slapped my ass and sent me on my way.

“See you babe…”

I decided to venture back to the theater. Most of the guys were engaged. I decided to sit next to a couple actively performing a sixty-nine. The guy closer to me took my hand to the other guy’s ass, then spreaded his cheeks, unveiling a lubed shaved hole. I slipped two fingers in the offered ass and started a slow motion, eliciting an approval moan from both guys. After few minutes, the guys disengaged and left the theater. Back alone, I closed my eyes listening to the moans and grunts around me. As my mind drifted slowly away, a mouth engulfed my unattended cock. Magoo!  For a second I thought it must feel exactly like this to be awaken by a blowjob (never happened to me so far!).  Magoo was dedicated to stir a load from me, but he only brought me to the edge.

“You want to bust that nut? He asked me, looking up while still on his knees.

“Yeah…” was the only answer possible at this point.

“Good.  Lets go back to the room. It’s time for me to fuck that little negative ass of yours and make you shoot this load!”

[billy88666]

I guess. that by 5am Max may have another encounter with Carlos and Dimitri.. at least I hope so 🙂

[Tanbbottom]

Nicely leading us towards Max's demise. Thanks 

[MTLneg]

Part 11

Jesus was fucking a dude.  That was the scene we walked on arriving at Magoo’s room.  The door was wide-open. The two biker-like guys that I saw earlier at the sling were watching, jerking in a voyeuristic fashion, I mean jerking openly for all to see. Magoo looked disconcerted but only for few seconds.

“This is what you get when you are too nice with people…” gloomed a displeased Magoo.

He got in the room and I thought he would kick Jesus and his trick out. The dude was on his back, legs raised over Jesus’ shoulders at the head of the bed.  The old man unceremoniously shove his dick in the bottom’s mouth causing the poor man to choke. I moved closer not wanting to stay in the corridor. And to better watch…  A grinning Magoo’s face greeted me. Magoo pulled out and pushed his balls over the bottom’s chin. Because of Magoo’s short height, the dude’s head was trapped between his legs, bent against the bed side, putting an uncomfortable pressure on Magoo’s nuts which were desperately looking for more space. On the other hand, all the dude could see and smell was Magoo’s cum wet hole. Magoo started stroking to hardness his cock, causing the nuts to roll in their sack over the dude’s chin. I reached down and pry the dude’s mouth open with my fingers. Without wasting time, Magoo shifted his body and the nut sack got swallowed by the welcoming warm mouth. Magoo grab my hair in a fist and pulled me closed, like for a kiss. Instead, he spitted on my face.

“Fucking hot!” one the “bikers” said.

“When I am ready to fuck, you will lie down here, and I will fuck my poz babies in you.  And you will thank me. Thank me for your first official poz load, thank me for sharing this special gift with you and thank me for give you a freedom you would never be man enough to ask for”, he then spitted at me two or three more times. 

With his other hand, he fed me the gooey spit, even spitting directly at my mouth, spreading it on my tongue. The taste had a bitter aftertaste. Then he kissed me, sliding his tongue over my teeth and gums. He stopped briefly, then sealing his lips back to mine, his tongue started foraging my mouth.  

“Now kiss me back and make use of that tongue! We are going to swap a lot of spit  too!” said a jovial Magoo. “Open up”.

His tongue went right in my mouth. His tongue was pushing a lot of saliva while his hands were pulling me into him, spreading my butt cheeks at the same time.  Two bony hands from behind me started pinching and stretching my nipples roughly. I didn't know who it was, but I didn't want him to stop. I could feel his semi hard dick grinding my ass.

“Yeah, get him all hot and horny”, Jesus exclaimed, now long-dicking the dude. 

Magoo had still his nuts worshipped and was not fully hard yet. The guy behind me was caressing my stomach for a moment, then got back on my nipples.  This is not like porn, I thought. This is real and Magoo is leading the way for me to be the star of his perversion.  After about ten minutes of kissing me, he broke it off.

“Max, this is Bob, a good friend of mine” pointing the guy behind me.

I turn around to find that Bob was the highly-toxic-skeleton-man! I was startled and would have stepped back, but there was no place to do so in the room.  Bob was smiling at me.

“Bend down, I need to taste that ass before it gets all wasted” pushing my head against the dude chest.

With one hand, the dude on the mattress moved my head, positioning my mouth over his left nipple. As my tongue flicked over the tip, a hot tongue was knocking at my hole. Magoo kept stroking his dick and was hitting my temple, leaving slimy trails of precum and spit.  Jesus sped up his fuck rhythm.  Sexy Eddy was very good at rimming me, but Bob! Oh god was he amazing! The soon-to-be-dead Bob was bringing me to a new level of sensations. His tongue reached so far that at one point I had to checked. I suspected it was a finger or a small dildo.  Nope! He was only using his tongue, and tongue only.

“You feel it? Magoo asked. “Does is really matter if the guy is poz?  Quite in Bob’s case, I am not sure “poz” is the right term to qualify his status anymore.  But for having been at your place before, I bet you like it very much” Magoo said to me, then speaking to Bob, “wet that hole, make him crave for something more, for cock, for MY cock…!”

It was soon over. Bob let go my ass and stood up. I did the same.  Bob spun me around and look at me.  He dropped the towel revealing a fairly average cock while pushing down on my knees. Bob was sick, and his cock showed it too.

“Now, Max”, said Magoo, “suck my friend good”

“Before”, added Bob, “lick my cock and balls all over.”

I raised my head to Magoo: “Don’t make me do him. I just can’t do it.”

“I’m not making you do anything, Max. You will open your mouth, willingly, and your going to take his cock in your mouth giving him a nice tongue bath, lavishing his hard bone, licking the stalk under his foreskin, licking every veins, every sores of his cock, making him feel appreciated. What’s the big fuss? You’ve already had my cock in your mouth for almost half an hour. You’ve tasted my precum and gobbled it like a hungry whore. Was it that bad that you don’t want to do it again?”

I knew what to do. I started with his nuts. A big cheer came from everyone, including  the dude guy who returned at Magoo’s cock, this time sucking him. I sucked on the nuts, popping them in my mouth, savouring them in a swirled-motion with my tongue, and then popped them out of my mouth. I was on my knees for quite some time. Bob took the cockhead and smeared it over my inflamed lips. I opened my mouth so willingly that even Magoo wasn’t able to retain a laugh. Bob slapped my nose with his hardon. He pushed his head into my mouth and my lips closed around it. I used to be a prude cocksucker, snubbing guys because they were poz. Now I was a full cocksucker and would accept any cock.  If Magoo had a checklist on my puritan barriers that would be tear down, he could surely check this one off as well. I ran my tongue over the piss slit, there was no precum, but the cock had a strong taste – another ass probably. The cock was at my throat, it wasn’t long and big enough to make me gag, so Bob humped me again. I had all his cock in my mouth, no feat here, but for me, like any other guys I presumed with average and smaller dicks, I appreciated to be sucked regardless of my size. Bob never asked or forced me to make him cum.

“I don’t want to cum now”, he told me wrapping his towel back over his hardon. “The night is still young and there is a nice ass I want to tap later”

The two “bikers” left. Hugo popped his head and stood there smiling. My attention was drawn by the dude who started to repeat “oh fuck, fuck” on every second thrust in his tender tight ass. Jesus was growling a litany of obscene words.  He was about to shoot his load. He suddenly raised his voice.

“Here it comes bitch… Take that load, you fucking slut… Aaarrgg… take my toxic load… I’m cumming…”

Jesus continued his thrusting in shallow strokes before collapsing on the dude. Both were breathing hard. The dude wrapped his legs around Jesus’ body and pulled him in, keeping him inside his cum-soaked ass. As if on cue, sexy Eddy showed up a moment later and dragged an exhausted Jesus out of the room.

“Lets go fucker, you can rest while I work your ass over!” as Eddy left, turned over looking at me, “we still have few things unsettled, you and me, I hope to see you soon.”

Magoo cleared his throat. The dude look at us, realizing where he was.  He was a good-looking man, mid-fifty, probably divorced, a dad for sure and not totally out of shape. I enjoyed [banned word] on his body and Magoo laughed at me.

“You owe to find yourself a good daddy for you to care” he said amused by my [banned word].

“I wouldn’t mind being his “brother” and you my grandpa”, Hugo mocked.

“Get lost” Magoo responded playfully.

“It’s almost midnight. I’ll do my round to make sure all his fine. See you later”

Now alone, Magoo shut the door closed and checked the lock.

He raised himself on the tip of his toes and kissed me affectionately on my lips at first which turned into a full-loving French-kissed. Nothing like the sloppy spit-sharing kiss from earlier.

“I know you are afraid, but trust me, you need to do this now or you will have regrets for the rest of your life. If you don’t, I will regret it. I will always remind this night where I failed to be a trusted guide for a young man in needs.  I will take my time with you and you will do the same. Sense it all like it would never happen again. Feel, smell, look, taste and touch altogether your new freedom.”

We shared the small bed, discovering our bodies like it was the first time. Initiating a sexual desire for each other. Magoo was licking my armpit. I was reveling on the strange sensation while one of his hand was massaging my hole. Long gone was the moment when I accepted Magoo’s request to come to the bathhouse with him (it was earlier the same morning day…), gone was the moment when Magoo offered me his cock to suck, gone was the moment when Magoo had briefly slipped his poz cock in me. All gone, were the fears and the doubts. 

Magoo had now lower his head to my chest, kissing and licking every inch of it, spending a lot of time on my erected nipples. His fingers were probing my hole more aggressively, inserting a first knuckle, flexing my asslips. He had used his sticky lube again, making my ass hungry. He was preparing me for the first real fuck of my free life, he told me earlier. He handed me the poppers, not decided to use them or not. Magoo was ready to fuck me with his poz cock and I ran out of objections. Nothing would deter Magoo from his goal now except a firm knocked on the door.

“Grandpa! Come. It’s your friend Bob! He fainted while he was at the sauna. I think it's serious!”

 

 

 

[negchaserlooking]

The suspense is killing us LOL. Please keep it coming, it is such a hot fucking story.

Edited January 26, 2021 by negchaserlooking
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[pozpopperpig]

Can't wait for more!

[MartyHVL]

Absolutely amazing stories and can't wait for more - thanks for writing and giving me a welcome distraction from work while reading through the chapters.  Like many here i think - i kinda wish this had happened to me many years ago!  Love it - 😀 

[MTLneg]

Part 12

There I was moaning like a cheap porno bottom bitch in my favorite position: on my back, legs raised over a man’s shoulders, getting fucked.

I don’t get fucked often, but I like it when it happens. In fact, I don’t sex-mingle a lot. I might be a little prude and puritan, but definitely not the snobby-snooty type.  I said it a few times, I would chicken out of any situation if it got me out of my comfort and secure zone - like having a sex interaction with a poz guy - preferring to watch and find myself jerking in the dark, alone. 

If someone would have told me yesterday morning that I would have more sex encounters in the next 24 hours than I had in my entire all life, my response would have been simple: your crazy.

When I woke up yesterday, I was tempted to jerk off in bed, but reckoned I would saved my load for my “Friday Movie Night” alone at home. It’s nothing exceptional, only me watching free porn, jerking and edging before reaching a satisfying orgasm. I would fall asleep on my couch to wake up next day with one or two loads of dry cum on me. I was craving to have sex with someone again, because having another male body playing with yours is addictive and highly pleasurable.  Once you tasted it, you longed to tasted it again.

I was able to ignore my morning wood and start my routine. It was around nine when I heard the familiar sounds of my neighbor coming back home. Mr. Magoo had gave 3 or 4 blowjobs since I moved in. I have to give him credits, he is a “helluva cocksucker”.  He must have sense my horniness and without false pretense, he gave me an excellent blowjob.

Then - speed forward to the bathhouse - I got fucked by Mickey and fucked him back in return. My first fuck in over almost a year!   It did scratch my itch.  And it was all part of Magoo’s grand scheme to stealth Mickey. He fucked me a second time, in a roughly manner after I told him my neg/poz lie. Between both fucks, Magoo managed to have me suckle his cockhead and take his bare poz cock in my ass, inch by inch (literally!) while I was pissing in Mickey’s boyfriend, transformed for the occasion into a portable live urinal. All in all, it was just another perverted playful game for the wicked Mr. Magoo.

“Goddammit! Magoo exclaimed when Hugo knocked on the door, “your sorry ass will pay for all this” he told me like I was responsible for the interruption. He poked my hole with his dickhead, smearing precum and lube on my rosebud. As he opened the door, Hugo was standing there with the younger of the two cops.

“Perfect!  You…” grabbing the cop and pulling him in the room, “get in here. Max this is Luke. Luke, Max is one of your kind. A negative! And a fervent condom promoter like you. You two should get along. Don’t be shy, you can fuck him if you want. Play dominos if you need to, I don’t care but keep him busy until I return.  Don’t let him out of this room!”  On this Magoo shut down the door on us.

“Huh… I don’t fuck guys. I’m straight”, said Luke.

“Goddammit!” I thought, mimicking Magoo’s expression. “I am naked, poppers next to me, leg-spreaded, my ass corrupted by a house-made spiked lube and ready to take on any cock in sight, even Magoo’s amazing poz cock if he was here, AND the first and only neg guy available to me is straight! AND doesn’t fuck guy.  Well, I have bad news for you, mister cop, I might have to rape-fuck myself on you, but I need a cock in me now!"  

I never thought I would scared a cop.  Honestly, look at me! I might be a threat to a thirteen-year-old teenager, but a cop!  Anyway, that was the look he had went I jumped off the bed and ripped his towel. Five seconds later he was on his back and I was trying to summon a stiffy out of his shriveled cock. Either he was horny or an easily excitable man, but I got him hard quickly. Or maybe he wasn’t getting any at home!

He was pretty small down there; I wouldn’t have trouble to take him. In fact, his cock was smaller than the pink butt plug Magoo shoved in me,  Where was the plug anyway? I wondered for a second.

“Condom! I mean, I’m married… with a child… We need a condom at least…”

“YES!” I told myself. I didn’t mind the condom, but he was accepting the fuck without a lot of resistance. He pulled a strip of condoms from one of his socks!

“For a straight guy who doesn’t fuck, you sure came prepared!” I mocked him.  I grabbed one and rolled it on his erection. I looked at the result.  Hmmm.... The dick was floating in the condom.  So much for protecting the straight guy!   

“It’s not for me. I distribute them to guys before they engaged in bareback activities.  I’m not gay.”

“I know, you told me. I don’t care. I’m horny. You are a man with a cock. And neg! That’s enough for me.”

I fucked myself for a while, squeezing my ass, strangling his cock as much as I can.  He never went soft and in some sort of miracle, the condom stayed on his member. We changed in my favorite position and now he was fucking me.

He was older than me, but not enough for me to fall for him. I have a better connection with older men, maybe because they know what to do (experience!), but mostly because they don’t have this unrealistic sexual-performance expectations. I took the time to observe Luke. He was in good shape, a solid 6-packs, broad shoulders and narrow waist. A nice layer of black hair all over his body and legs. His legs and tights showed that he might be a regular runner.

So, this was my third fucks at the bathhouse. Luke fucked me for about four or five minutes, when he asked me:

“Are you safe?”

“?”

“I mean… I won’t catch anything if I removed the condom…”

“??”

“I have trouble to keep it on… it is larger than I expected… and at home, well with my wife we don’t use any…”

“???!”

A stealther! That’s what came to my mind! A straight guy in a gay bathhouse… a straight guy who doesn’t fuck guy… a married guy who cheats on his wife with a gay guy…  who gets convinced pretty easily… a condom-evangelist to bareback fuck!  All the signs were there! In an afterthought, Magoo wouldn’t have conceded his privilege to fuck me first, spewing his poz load in me first… or would he? Only to get me stealthed? Nah…

“Sure, no risk” I sighed, “I haven’t had a fuck for over a year, only my hand” he didn’t need to know about Mickey. If he knew, he didn’t say anything.

Condom on the floor, Luke fucked me good now. He was looking at me.

“Oh fuck! I didn’t know it would be so warm like…” he interrupted himself embarrassed by what he was going to say.

I read enough stories and fuck guys a few times to know that asses have nothing to be ashamed of pussies.

Three, four, five long and thick spurts of cum landed on my torso, followed by two smaller ones right on my cock. Damn hot! Luke almost fell off the bed. I got him to lay down next to me. My cock was resting against his abs exposing obscenely the size difference between his soft cock and my hardon.