Mr Daddy

Mr Daddy

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My neighbor loved when I called him daddy. He wasn’t my daddy at all. He wasn’t ever related to me. If his kids found out we would both be in big trouble. If my Mom found out I was fooling around with Mr. Davies and calling him Daddy, she probably wouldn’t let me out of the house again. If she found out he was fooling around with her son, she would probably kill him.

It wasn’t just about sex with him. I knew how much he really loved me. I pretended to be into girls and he pretended he was straight. His wife left him ten years ago, and he hadn’t been with anyone since. Well, that isn’t completely true.

Sometimes at night I would close my eyes, and imagine his big manly arms wrapped tight around my tight teenage body. I would pretend I was on top of his hairy chest, slowly having him finish inside of me. I knew how much he would enjoy that. I missed him so much every night. He was so close, but so forbidden.

We usually fooled around when his kids were in school. It was always such a rush, knowing someone could catch us any moment. We usually fooled around on his couch in the basement. We knew we needed to be quick. I loved the way he grunted when he would shoot all over my face smooth pink lips while I toyed with his hard nipples.

He didn’t seem to like kissing all that much. I wish he would kiss me more, or at least use some tongue instead of just peck me on the lips. I pretending to be into girls, but really I was into beefy and hairy men. He was the type of guy that would instantly make me hard.

In the summer I would help him do a bit of garden work. I would always wear a white tank top and short shorts. I did my best to show him my somewhat masculine body. Of course, he pretended not to stare at me. I knew he couldn’t take his eyes off of me. I never wore underwear when I would work in his garden. I knew he was staring at me under those tinted glasses. I knew he was checking my tight ass out when nobody was paying attention.

He always wore the same thing when we would garden. He wore green cargo shorts and an oversized red T-shirt. He always paid me well when were done the work. He knew I was heading off to college in September and needed the money.

After a few hours of helping him with his yard work, we would sit down and grab a beer. We sit at the side of his house in one of his lawn chairs. Those old metal ones that always burnt your skin. Of course we both wanted to fool around, but there were always people around watching us.

After a few cold ones, he would shake my hand and thank me. He would always pay me way too much. I head across his yard knowing that he was peeking out at me under those shades. I slowly took my dirty mud-covered clothes off and headed into the shower.

I would stroke myself up and down just thinking about him. I wonder if he knew I was peeking out of the small bathroom mirror at him asleep in his chair. I bet he was hard from staring at my tight ass all day. I can’t believe just thinking about this old beefy dad would Balıkesir Escort take me to completion.

I couldn’t believe my mom didn’t trust me staying home alone for the weekend. I was eighteen, and worked two jobs. I was heading off to college on my own. She wasn’t sure what to do. We didn’t have too many options. My eyes lit up when she asked me what I thought about staying with Mr. Davies. I couldn’t wait to be naked with him. If only she knew what was about to happen.

We argued back and forth. I pretended that she was treating me like a child, and I should be allowed to stay home by myself. I went up to the washroom and peeked out the window. There he was sunning in his chair. The cold six-pack next to him looked so inviting. My mom smiled as I went outside to talk with him, she loved being right. She had no idea that I was barely able to walk because I was so hard.

He glanced down at me as I adjusted my little black shorts, doing my best to hide my raging hard on. His eyes grew wider as he stared down at me, gulping down his cold beer. I wanted him so bad. The next week was going to be torture. I barely had to ask him, I knew he was hard under those cargoes.

Finally, it was Friday night. My mom made sure I packed a small backpack with a change of clothes. I couldn’t believe she still treated me like a child. I almost wanted to tell her I was going to be making sweet love with neighbor she trusted so much. I wanted to tell he was going to fuck me. Yes, your son you don’t trust is getting slammed by the neighbor. You know, that neighbor, the one who you go to church with.

I knew not to ring the bell. He was pretty strict about getting his kids to bed by eight. He slowly led me down to basement were he prepared a bed for me. I was starting to get a bit sad, thinking he would leave me alone. I really wanted to make love to him. He sat down on the bed and kissed me softly on the lips. I was surprised he always pushed me away when we kissed.

“Get naked for daddy, I’m just going to check on the kids,” I quickly took my clothes off under the blanket while I waited for him to come back. I wasn’t long before he came back to the basement. He was wearing a long bathrobe. He quickly threw it on the floor and got under the blanket to join me. He was completely naked under the bathrobe. I was already hard as rock when he started gently stroking me up and down. I kissed him on the lips again. I couldn’t believe he was kissing me so much, and so passionately. I thought he hated kissing me. He always pushed away when I tried to kiss him.

I wanted to taste him so badly. I got up and slowly put him in my mouth. He kept getting harder and harder in my mouth. I loved making my daddy happy. I stroked him up and down while slapping my tongue against him. He wasn’t massive, but he certainly was thick. He pushed my curly blonde hair hard against his cock. I was surprised I was able to fit the whole thing in my hungry mouth.

l slid my hands all over his Balıkesir Escort Bayan hairy chest and played with man boobs while he got harder in my mouth. He loved when I pinched his nipples hard. He would just lie there and close his eyes tight, hopefully dreaming of going inside me. I never felt him this hard before.

He got up off the bed and grabbed his bathroom, closing it tight. I looked at him all confused, my mouth dripping with his saliva, my blue puppy eyes begging for his cock. “I forgot something” he said, quickly going up the stairs. I went back under the covers and jerked myself off. Thinking he would forget about me. He slowly came back down the stairs, and had a small container in his hand. I remembered why I called him Daddy.

He pressed himself between my ass cheeks ass he gently massaged my upper back. I could feel him gliding between my smooth ass cheeks. He leaned back and dripped a warm liquid onto himself. He teased himself slowly between my cheeks. I wanted to tell him about the little blue toy I’d been using to get ready for him. My hole was stretched and ready for a big hairy daddy.

He pushed his finger slowly in and of me. He was probably thinking it was like last time. Last time he couldn’t even get a finger inside. I gasped with pleasure as he pushed a second finger in me. I could feel the bed shake as he jerked himself off just above me. He took his finger out of me, and pushed his big sweaty body against mine. “Are you ready for daddy?” he whispered quietly in my ear.

Last time he went in it hurt so much. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I also wanted to feel him all the way inside me. He pushed a pillow underneath me, and slowly pushed inside me. He was so much thicker then my toy. I was sure I would tell him to stop, I was sure I’d be in so much pain.

He grabbed the headboard and pushed deeper inside me. I was surprised at how amazing he felt. I stuck my head deep into the pillow, doing my best to muffle my moans. I turned around and kissed him passionately while he hit spots I didn’t know existed. We kept kissing as he went a little bit faster in me, he was hitting my spot.

He stopped for a second and pushed himself all the way in me. He kissed me softly below my ear, and exploded in me. I gasped and moaned into my pillow as I felt another warm sensation shooting deep inside me. His body shook up and down, pushing further into me again. I didn’t want him to stop so soon.

Daddy slowly pulled himself out of me, and lay on the bed next to my warm naked body. I gently stroked his still throbbing cock, and licked the rest of it off of him. I was a little sad that he wasn’t hard, I wanted to ride him. I wanted to have him grab me while I rode him up and down.

He reached down and stroked me up and down. I knew how much he liked me giving head, but he was so tired and sweaty. I gently bit his little pink nipples doing my best to get his attention.

Was I dreaming? This hot hairy dad was pressed Escort Balıkesir on my naked body under the blanket. I closed my eyes tight. I wanted to feel all of him. His sweating heaving body pushed up against me. He kissed me like I’d never been kissed before. I wrapped my legs around him, opening my big blue eyes to see his red sweaty beard greet me. I reached down and tried to jerk myself off, I was so fucking horny. I was such an animal.

He grabbed my hands and pinned me down against the bed. Daddy slowly made his way down my body. He slowly licked my smooth chest up and down. He bit my nipples softly but hard enough to make me squirm and moan. I spread my legs wide open eagerly waiting for him. I was the tease of a lifetime.

I felt his soft warm tongue go up and down my inner thighs. He pushed my hands away as I tried to stroke myself. He gently stroked me up and down as he softly sucked on my swollen balls.

He slowly licked me up and down, while his gently squeezed my swollen balls. He licked the bit of pre-come off me, and slowly sucked me up and down. I glanced down at the hairy daddy slowly sucking me off, I couldn’t hold out much longer. I tried to reach down and stroke myself. He grabbed both my hands and held them tight. He bobbed his head faster up and down on me, pushing both our hands into the bed. Why the hell did he stop? My face was beet read, I was about to shoot my load deep into his mouth.

“Want to finish in daddy?” he asked me, knowing the obvious. I never went inside him before. I didn’t care I was way to close. He grabbed the container of lube and slowly stroked me up and down. The warm liquid mixed so nicely with his saliva on my swollen throbbing cock. He pushed his hands hard against my smooth chest and slowly sat my cock. I grabbed his hairy ass as he nibbled on my nipples. He started to ride me a just little bit faster. He had another idea for me. He didn’t want me to finish so fast.

He quickly got off me and went on all fours. I flung my tongue in his hairy asshole, making him moan with pleasure. I would have licked his ass all night, but I was about to explode.

I grabbed the lube and rubbed it all over myself. I had to do this quickly I could feel myself pulsating in my hand. I grabbed his beefy hips and pushed myself inside him. I slowly slid in and out of him and gently started fucking him. He grabbed the headboard tight, and I started to go for it. I was just starting to enjoy my loud moaning, when I felt myself explode in him. Fuck! I wanted it to last longer.

I grabbed his ass as tight as I could and pushed deep in him. He shoved his face in the pillow and bent his ass up in the air towards me. I wish I could hear him moaning but we’d probably wake up the neighborhood. I very slowly pulled out of his hairy swollen asshole. I stroked one last little load into his eager mouth, getting a bit on his beard. I can’t believe I just fucked my daddy.

We lay under the blanket, our warm bodies melting in harmony as our tongues collided. I climbed on top of him. He reached down and spread my ass cheeks far apart, teasing his finger near my hole. I closed my eyes and kissed him on his sweaty bearded face. I could feel something pressing against my stomach. Daddy was hard again, it was finally time for me to ride him.

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Laetitia prit soudain conscience qu’elle était en string au beau milieu d’un jardin avec cinq types qu’elles connaissait à peine, tous blacks et âgés d’au moins 25 ans, dont un qui devait avoir au moins la cinquantaine. Eux aussi étaient presque nus, ils étaient en train de profiter de son corps et semblaient vouloir aller plus loin.Elle savait que si elle les laissait continuer, ça irait beaucoup plus loin, même trop loin pour elle, elle qui n’avait jamais tromper son copain et dont elle en était toujours très amoureuse.Elle était consciente qu’elle pourrait le regretter après, après que son envie de donner du plaisir et en recevoir de ces mecs, qui ne lui plaisait pas vraiment, aurait passée.Mais en même temps elle était prise dans l’euphorie et voulait les laisser faire, voir jusqu’où elle pouvait à aller, voir ses limites à elle, qui venait d’avoir ses 18 ans et qui avait été si sage et innocente jusque-là, voir ce dont elle était capable, si elle pouvait gérer et donner du plaisir à cinq mecs.

Elle ne dansait plus maintenant mais était debout dans le jardin en train d’embrasser le père de sa copine Caroline, un homme qui devait avoir au moins trente ans de plus qu’elle, pendant qu’un autre mec était collé derrière elle et lui lécher le cou avec ses mains sur les hanches Adana Escort de Laetitia, qui se demanda ce qui se passerait s’ils se faisaient surprendre par Caroline ou la mère de celle-ci à tout moment si l’une d’entre elle se réveillait, mais personne ne semblait s’en inquiéter, étant tous plus ou moins bourrés, sauf Laetitia.Elle pouvait sentir le sexe du mec qui était derrière elle, savait donc que celui-ci était plus que prêt mais elle savait aussi qu’au niveau taille, il y avait une grosse différence avec celui de son mec.Puis le père commença à lui enlever son string, elle baissa la tête pour le suivre du regard avec un sourire et se doutait bien qu’avec ce sourire, les mecs allaient comprendre qu’elle n’allait plus les arrêter et ne les empêcherait pas de faire quoi que ce soit qu’ils veuillent faire à Laetitia.C’est alors que Mamadou dit:

‘Je reviens tout de suite, je vais chercher les capotes.’ Laetitia comprit qu’elle allait tromper son copain Paul dans les minutes qui allaient suivre et pendant qu’elle pensait à lui et l’amour qu’elle lui portait, le père de Mamadou s’était relevé pour l’embrasser de nouveau, introduisant sa langue dans sa jolie petite bouche, et même si elle ne pouvait s’empêcher de penser à Paul, elle ne pouvait résister à l’excitation Adana Escort Bayan qui l’envahissait et joignit sa langue à celui du père pour y goûter.

Trente minutes après, elle chevauchait avec un plaisir qu’elle n’avait jamais connu auparavant, Mamadou, allongé sur l’herbe, pendant qu’elle suçait un autre avec gourmandise et que sa main s’occupait à branler une troisième queue.Les sensations était totalement différente de celles qu’elle ressentait quand son mec lui faisait l’amour, où c’était un sentiment de confort et de douceur qui primait en elle tandis que là elle était dans un état plus bestiale et plus chienne, elle avait l’impression de vouloir tout faire, tout essayer, se donner complètement et se laisser aller à ce nouveau plaisir, les laisser la prendre comme ils le voulaient.Elle sentit alors que quelqu’un s’agenouiller derrière elle puis mis la main sur ses épaules pour la pousser sur Mamadou de façon à ce qu’elle soit presque allongée sur celui-ci, elle arrêta ses mouvements, se releva un peu et se retourna pour s’apercevoir que c’était le père de Mamadou, à qui elle avait fait une bonne fellation il y a quelques minutes de cela avec sa petite langue percée et qui semblait maintenant totalement prêt.Laetitia compris immédiatement l’intention Escort Adana du père, et dit sans réfléchir:

‘Mais oh, vous faites quoi là, je fais pas ça moi désolée’. Mais il répondit ‘t’inquiète pas, je vais y aller doucement, tu ne sentiras rien, je te le promets.’Laetitia ne savais plus quoi dire ou faire, son mec lui avait déjà proposé la sodomie une fois, mais elle la lui avait refusé, disant qu’elle n’était pas prête pour ça et depuis ça ils n’en avait plus jamais reparlé.Elle regarda le père quelques secondes puis celui-ci la poussa doucement à nouveau sur Mamadou.Laetitia était toujours possédée par le plaisir, avec Mamadou qui était toujours en elle. Elle se laissa donc faire et sourit au père en guise acquiescement, qui ne se fit pas prier et baissa la tête pour se concentrer sur ce qu’il allait faire, ne lui rendant même pas de sourire.

Elle, qui venait d’avoir 18 ans et qui n’avait connu que son mec sexuellement, avec qui elle n’avait jamais essayais la sodomie, allait être prise en sandwich par un fils et son père, deux blacks dont elle venait de faire la connaissance, pour goûter à sa première double. Elle redoutait beaucoup la douleur mais c’était trop tard pour tout arrêter et elle appréciait vraiment les sensations que la belle grosse bite black de Mamadou lui procurait maintenant, pendant qu’elle sentait la deuxième commencer à faire son entrée, elle se dit alors que peut-être deux en même temps lui ferait encore plus de bien passé la douleur de la première fois, quand elle se serait habituée a être aussi pleine…

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Be Careful Of What You Wish For

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Newly retired, well for about a year. After many years in a heavy trade l felt and saw my body getting weaker. When l was young an active life and lots of sports kept my body tuned and then my work kept me reasonably toned.

l hadn’t been to the gym since my school years but it seemed like it was time to go back. I not only hadn’t been there but l also never gave it much thought either. But now with the idea fresh again my mind flashed back to those years. Back then l was strongly Hetro but I’ve never been Homophobic. But l guess l was a little exhibitionist, recalling who walking around naked in the locker room gave me half a chubby. Or just maybe there was something in there all along, at least a curiosity.

Since then I’ve grown even more accepting which l think is natural, past curiosity at this point. But such things had no reason into my joining a gym, happily partnered with a wonderful woman.

That first visit l was shocked that the weight l would have lifted many-many times a day without thought, now seemed far heavier than remembered. Thinking back l should have joined right from starting my retirement. After my workout l was a sweaty mess and l could hardly wait to hit the showers, the hot water felt so good upon my skin. It was what l would call off hours but there were still a good many in the gym and also the showers. Mostly older guys like myself and the range ran the gambit of being in better shape than me, the same, and a few quite heavy guys.

Although still not attracted to males l can appreciate a good body even if l lower the standard for age. It wasn’t until my soapy hand made its way down that l found l was sporting a hard-on, my saving grace was that l was not the only one. l cleaned the area and moved on finding it there until l was dressed to go home.

l would have been useless to a police sketch artist in describing those other guys but their cock was another story. Of course, they were of all sizes but clearly, l was drawn to those that kept themselves tidy like me. l imagine it was them or those that had my cock to attention.

I returned the following day at about the same time finding many of the same guys from the day before, and after making my best guess of whom l recalled l made a point of starting a conversation. We seemed to hit it off from the start but that was no surprise seeing we were locals and about the same age. l had my opinion of Alan and Mike but l wasn’t pushing for answers. Then when we broke up to work out Alan and Bill stayed close to one another only enforcing my opinion they were a couple.

It was about forty-five minutes later when l was done, more ways than one. As l passed the boys up l mentioned how l hoped to see them again soon and how l was off for the showers. Mike mention how they’d be back tomorrow and Alan added that they were just about done and were going in for a steam before showing.

l mentioned that l didn’t even know there was a sauna there and l asked if they minded if I joined them. Both guys smiled and in unison said “The more the merrier.” I didn’t mention l had a sauna at home, but there it be sweating alone. I stood off to the side waiting and watching my new friends finish their sets, l began to look at them in a sexual way and odds are my blushing face gave away the thoughts in my head.

l followed the two of them to the back of the building, l could see how many might not know of the sauna as it was all but hidden away. There outside were large hooks which we used to hang our soaked with sweat clothes and we grabbed the extra large towels to wrap our bodies in before entering the steam room.

It wasn’t nearly as hot as my own, but enough to do the job. Soon a river of sweat ran down my body, left to drip on the floor. Alan stood removing his towel to wipe his face, my eyes were peeled on his Bolu Escort smooth and nice size cock. He didn’t bother to cover back up, instead, he sat proud, legs spread wide open and with good reason. Mike reached over at took Alan’s cock to full staff, slowly guiding his hand up and down it’s length. I rubbed my own manhood over my towel, then l lost it when Mike leaned into Alan taking his salty member in his hungry mouth.

I found my end far quicker than l wished and then that awkward feeling came over me, now with blood running my head three feet above my balls again I stood up leaving my new friends knowing l might of just ruined my best chance to answer those questions that rattled around in my adult head for these last many years.

l went in to rinse off before heading home and luckily for me, the room was completely empty. l washed my body as thoughts of what just happened raced in my mind. l even contemplated on going back and hopefully getting in the mix, but before the conclusion of that thought Mike and Alan entered the showers. l turned my back toward them, not as an insult but more from the awkward feelings l was having.

So l jumped when they joined me, pressing their soapy bodies against mine. Alan who was in front of me asked why did l leave so quickly, l answered in some incoherent way that didn’t make any sense even to me. He said that it was okay as he began stretching out my limp cock.

Mike was also busy, l doubt my butt has ever been so clean. My bliss was broken when Alan committed “we have a problem.”

Alan: “You see Mike hasn’t gotten his nut yet and he’s very partial to topping virgin ass.”

With that, Mike exchanged his soapy hand for his rock-hard cock. In order not to fall l draped myself upon Alan, wanting nothing more than to feel Mike inside of me. His cock burned which had more to do with the soap than his size, not being a complete beginner having been pegged many a time. But what l always questioned when such a thing came to pass is how much better warm flesh felt over chilled rubber.

Alan said all the right things for me to lose myself in the moment and soon my voice echoed off the walls “fuck me, fuck me harder.” And he did exactly that until the last few, hard plunges, then the warmth of his seed filling me. l remained leaning against Alan as the last of Mike’s cum dripped out from within me.

Then even more so than before l felt misplaced, not remorseful, maybe a bit embarrassed, and a whole lot of shame as I’ve cheated on my partner.

The guilt stuck with me that whole night, even brushing off my girlfriend’s inquiry if there was something wrong. The following day l headed to the gym early to hopefully miss my new friends. Doing so was mostly to give me more time to work out what has happened over the last few days and in the end, when l found myself in that same shower stall l knew l wanted more. But l also knew what a great relationship l had with my lover and l surely didn’t want to ruin that. luckily it was Friday so I would have the whole weekend to fess up and hopefully find a way forward.

A weekend never went so fast and l found me shortly before bed on Sunday night. It was time to pay the Piper and l had never been so scared. After fessing up and l mean to everything the worse happened. My girl took it in without a word which left me hanging and needless to say l hardly slept a wink that night. l would had rather her yell at me or even hit me.

The next day she was her normal bubbly self as if last night never happened. This didn’t give me ease, just more interpretation. Then before she left for work she looked me straight in the eye and said “I want to meet them, tonight!”

I didn’t know what to say other than “Okay” knowing l was powerless to control what they did and l surely wouldn’t be happy Bolu Escort Bayan to go along if the shoe was on the other foot. But now with the task at hand l planned my day this time hoping to catch my friends there at the Gym.

l was well into my sets when l heard “Hey, Stud” from some feet away. l turned and smiled not really sure if it was from the commit or my relief they showed up. I pittled around dragging out the last few things l needed to do giving my friends time to catch up. And l said sure when they asked if l was up for steam.

Well past wrapping ourselves up the three of us entered the sauna completely naked, only small towels to wipe away the sweat from time to time. We took our normal places but l quickly moved closer confessing l had something l needed to ask them. I explained what happened over the weekend and my mindset in general, which already felt like a load off my shoulders. l wasn’t surprised when they agreed to visit us that evening, but l was thankful all the same.

Alan asked if l knew what they should expect, l had to answer honestly saying “l have no idea.”

Mike: “Well we better cover our bases then, you don’t want to disappoint her do you?”

Me: “Absolutely not, but I’m confused.”

Alan: “Well what if she want a show or answers, you’re not prepared.”

Mike: “Have you ever sucked a cock?”

Me: “No, just her strap-on or her toy to taste her upon it.”

Alan: “Well that won’t do, so it’s time you suck two.”

I didn’t need to be told twice as l sucked on one while stroking the other, back and forth until Alan claimed he was about to come. l quickly left Mike’s cock to wrap my lips around Alan’s, just in time as his salty load filled my mouth. Wanting more l quickly returned to Mike’s fat cock.

Now with my first behind me l played with Mike a bit more, licking his manhood like an ice cream and sucking upon his balls, all those things l enjoy having done to me. My mouth growing tired l reached back into my box of those things l enjoy… And after l slipped my finger in his ass l was quickly rewarded. It took two swallows to drink him down then as maybe a reward l enjoyed the both of them tending to mine, sadly it was over far too quickly. For some reason, l felt on par with my new friends after that, not that l was as good but the ground we covered allowed me to feel far more comfortable with not only them but with myself also.

With no cards in my pocket l cooked up a storm hoping to earn points as best as l could. Then when my girlfriend came home she only committed to how much food l was making, l assume her way of knowing there will be guests. It was twenty minutes past the appointed time and l could not hold off dinner any longer, just then the doorbell rang. Up to my ears with pasta l had to let my girlfriend get the door, then whatever transpired at first was lost to me being out of ear-shot.

When l emerged from the kitchen they were all gathered around the table and seemingly getting along, fact was during dinner l kinda felt like the one out of the mix. But a small price to pay for not saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.

It wasn’t until after we finished off the second bottle of wine where my girl simply said “Let’s go.” All three of us followed mindlessly to what ended up being our bedroom…

She took her place on the chair in the corner leaving us guys standing there with dumb looks on our faces. When this idea first came up l expected she was after a telling, a blow-by-blow if l may, but now it was clear she was after much more. While l remained frozen she put me in action.

Her: “What are you waiting for, undress them.”

I said not a word but went to task unbuttoning Alan’s shirt then followed by Mike’s. She told me to drop to my knees to remove their pants as she wanted Escort Bolu a better view, the sound of their zippers was far louder than l could ever recall, and a bugling of what was to come next. I shimmied off Alan’s tightly whities, Mike was far easier having gone commando. Having gotten to know both men it was clear they were already sporting half chubbies, as was l.

I turned and looked at my girl, semi-hard cocks to both sides, she wasted no time telling me to begin sucking on one of them. l turned and leaned toward Alan, his long slender cock when down with ease in it pliable state, but soon it grew hard as nail and a bit harder to manage. l wrapped my hand around it so l could take it all in without gagging, l wanted to taste his cum once again but she had other plans.

Her: “Now, the big one.”

Mike turned toward me, his cock fully grown having watched the two of us. l reached around Mike and guided his big cock deep into my mouth. The good thing was now in this position is could see my girlfriend off to the side, her fingers were busy working her sweet pussy. l took that as a sign of approval and soon l was enjoying myself like no other time, and it was my task to try to impress her.

I leaned back into Alan and at one point l managed to get both their cocks in my mouth, rewarded with a “Good job.” from my girlfriend. Next we were instructed to get up on the bed, after l removed my clothing. She stood up at that point reaching into the nightstand, and from it, she withdrew the anal lube we kept there.

Her: “So who shall it be.” as she teased us with her palm of goop. Then the rush came over me as her chilled hand slapped between my butt cheeks. “Now which cock shall it be?” She inspected the two members then used what was left on her palm to coat Alan’s red cock, then she returned to her seat to watch.

Alan wasted no time, a few wipes of his cock’s head and then balls deep in one plunge. The lube made it an easy task as l pushed back wanting even more. He took my hips in his hands and pushed then pulled me at his pleasure, it was like his cock was going through my own and l could do little to hide just how much l was enjoying it.

Maybe l was a bit too much as Mike was told to shut me up with his cock, now l was being fucked at both ends, and need l said loving it. Hands-free l came all over the bed and after seeing that my girl commented “It must be time to switch.”

I feared Mike’s big cock in me but between the lube and being well-used by Alan, it felt awesome. Even my girl was impressed saying l was taking it like a champ. I wanted her to join us but l kept my tongue, l was the one in the wrong and this was her moment to seek revenge or dole out punishment.

Alan gave a warning he was about to come, and from the side, l was told to not waste a drop. The added pressure of my lips around Alan’s cock was what he needed, he filled my mouth with his sticky load. This got Mike going, my ass slapping loudly to his firm thighs. Faster and faster until he drew back and then drove his big fat cock balls deep inside of me.

She thanked the boys and showed them the way out, l remained exhausted on the bed. Returning a moment later l was to lick her clean which is always my pleasure. She crawled into bed without saying a word, but l woke a few more hours with her bouncing on my revised cock, so it can’t be all bad.

The next day at breakfast she told me that she was surprised that l didn’t recognize Alan, as he was a co-worker of hers, and how she had been in the know by him from the very beginning. And also how she’s been waiting for this for years figuring out my interest and she saw it as an opportunity to finally make it happen, something she too had great interest in happening.

Her: “I’ve been wanting to see you suck cock and be fucked forever.”

What can l say, l have the best girl ever. It was only months later when we became close friends with another bisexual couple and it’s been heaven ever since. As for Mike and Alan, we guys make a command performance once in a while, and it’s best when she joins us.

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The Neighborhood Pt. 01

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Hey, here’s another story. All characters are 18 or older. There’s some dubious consent. The story is protected by copyright, so please don’t try to copy it. Other than that, I hope you enjoy. There’s more to come.

Chapter: 1

“Ahh, you’ve gotta be kidding me,” my father says as we arrive at my rental house. It’s a dingy, beat-down house in the middle of the ghetto of Miami. “You couldn’t have picked a better neighborhood?”

Being a broke college student, I didn’t have that many options, but I will not tell him that. My mother gets out of the car and takes a long look at the place. “It’s not so bad.”

I get out and start bringing in my shit as my two younger sisters rush inside. No one helps. I get in my bags and a few boxes of crap. I notice a hulk of a man next door. He’s black with dark almond skin and a total giant, all muscle. Bald with a goatee and mustache, tattoos running down his left arm. Our eyes meet, sending a rush down my spine. I quickly look away and rush inside.

“Just need to furnish the place and it’ll look really nice,” my mother says as she walks around. I can tell her designer mind is hard at work.

“I can’t believe you’re going to have this whole place to yourself,” Rita, the oldest of my two younger sisters, says. She’s only a year behind me and Bailey’s only a year behind her.

“I wish I could have a whole place to myself,” Bailey sighs. Both of them got my mother’s blonde hair while mine grew brown. Sometimes I dye it blonde, but lately, I’ve been leaving it brown.

“We’ll have to go to an outlet store and get you some furniture. All you need is a nice couch, some side tables, a small dining table with some matching chairs, and you’ll be all set.” My mother goes from room to room as she makes a list.

“Don’t forget a bed,” Rita says.

“We’ll need to get you a set of tools to keep things fixed up. You’ll need to get the utilities set up and if you want internet, you might as well give the cable company a call. We’ll need to get some groceries and whatnot,” my father says.

It takes us all afternoon to get everything we need. By the time I’m done, the house is packed with couches, a TV, and all sorts of furniture. I even have a brand new mattress for my bed. The fridge is packed with food. I’ve got all the supplies I need for classes. It seems I’m all set to go to start college.

My family takes me out to eat before they head off with some teary-eyed goodbyes from my mother and Rita as I get hugs from both of them. Bailey just seems annoyed that I get to move out and she’s stuck behind. My dad shows no emotion whatsoever. My older brother Shaun and my older sister Nina couldn’t make it down with the family as Shaun is living in New York with his girlfriend and important job while Nina has been disowned by my dad for being a lesbian. Before long, they’re gone and I’m left all alone.

As I go about my business, keeping the place clean and whatnot, I get to see my neighbors from across the street. All black and all mean looking. One in particular gave me a hungry stare. The tallest of them all. He had a gleam in his eye when he saw me, which made me feel uneasy. I quickly rushed inside and locked the doors. I’m not racist at all, but I didn’t like the way he was looking at me.

—

As school starts, I have my first class today. Physics. As I stroll into class and take my seat, a beautiful black girl sits next to me. She’s got a bright smile with the whitest teeth I’ve ever seen. Her silky black hair is kept straight as she keeps it off to one shoulder. Our eyes meet and her smile deepens. She holds out her hand. “Hi, I’m Nakala Blake. What’s your name?”

“I’m Louis. Louis Marsh,” I say, shaking her hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Louis. I’m pretty sure we’re going to need lab partners. Would you like to be mine?” she asks. I nod vigorously. She’s way out of my league. Silky smooth, dark almond skin with really nice boobs. She’s wearing shortcut jean shorts and a blue and white striped tank top. Her butt is perfectly round. And I’m just a short, petite, nerdy boy who’s a bit on the feminine side. Sometimes people even confuse me with a girl from behind. Apparently, I just have that kind of butt that most women are jealous of and men crave. It’s been my curse for sure.

Not many girls go after femboys like me. They prefer macho men like my neighbor. The hulk who could curl me as if I were a dumbbell. It doesn’t help that my hair is a little longer than most boys’ and my skin is a tad bit too smooth. Nor the fact that I’m pretty much completely hairless under my eyebrows. Which is so frustrating. I couldn’t grow a beard or leg hair to save my life. People think I shave my body on purpose, which is far from the truth. I’d do anything to be a macho man like my neighbor. “That’s great. I just know you and I will make a great team.”

“Uh-huh,” I say aimlessly as I get caught up in her eyes. As class comes to an end, Rakala and I walk out together as she tells me all about how she loves a band called Bolu Escort the Blades. She’s kind of obsessed with them. We go our separate ways as I catch the bus back home.

Chapter: 2

As I arrive back home, the big black guy who lives across the street along with his friends are waiting at my doorstep. My heart races as I walk up to them.

“Yo, boy. You just moved in here, didn’t ya?” the big black guy asks as he stands up. I nod, nervously. My hands sweat. “Let me tell ya, boy, how things are. You see, we run this here hood. You living in our hood, means you’re on our turf. If you want to be protected, you gotta pay up. The price for our protection is a grand a month. Got it?”

“I… I can’t afford that!” I spit out.

“We got ways of getting our money. If you can’t pay with cash, you’ll pay with your ass. We got lots of niggas who’ll pay to bust those cheeks,” he says. The blood instantly drains from my face at the thought of being fucked by another dude.

“There a problem here?” I look up to see the big hulk of a man that lives next door walk up. He’s taller and broader than the leader who’s trying to extort me. He looks mean, too. He’s got that look in his eye that fills me with dread.

“Just business. Why don’t you mind your own?” the leader says as he steps up.

“Leave the boy alone. I ain’t gonna tell you again,” the tall giant black man says. His skin is a little lighter than the other guys, but he’s thicker than a tree trunk. You can see the muscles bulge out, threatening to rip apart his wife beater. Both he and the leader are completely bald with the mustache goatee combo, but the neighbor who lives next door is all muscle, whereas the guy who lives across the street has a potbelly.

“We just telling him what’s up. That’s all. We was just on our way,” the leader says before turning his gaze over to me. “Remember what I said, white boy.”

He and his friends take off across the street, leaving me alone with the mountain of a man. He looks at me with a stare that makes my spine standstill. “You all right?”

I nod, silently. Words just don’t seem to come to my mouth. He looks me over. “Why don’t you come over to my house? I was just about to fix up dinner. I got enough to share. I’m Jevon, by the way.”

I bite my bottom lip and slowly nod. He comes over and puts his arm around my shoulder as he leads me over to his house.

Chapter: 3

Inside, his house is pretty scarce. He’s got the bare minimum of furniture. A couch, a recliner, and a stand with a flat-screen tv and the latest edition of EIB’s gaming console along with the VR headset.

The walls are bare white with nothing on them. The carpet is plain brown. The dining room has a small card table with folding chairs around it. The kitchen has the minimum necessities. “You like burgers?”

I nod. “Good, that’s all I got right now. Let me start the grill. You want cheese on your burger?”

Once again, I nod. He opens the fridge and grabs out a slab of burger meat and makes up four burgers, and sets them on a plate. He grabs some slices of cheese and walks out, but not before he turns towards me. “There are buns in that cupboard and condiments in the fridge. Make yourself up a bun and then bring me out a beer.”

I nod and pull the buns out. I just put ketchup on mine before grabbing him a beer and following him outside. He starts up the grill, puts the burgers on it, and takes the beer from me. He looks me up and down. “You got a name, boy?”

“Lo…. Louis,” I stutter out with my hands clasped together as my eyes stick to the floor.

“You ain’t gotta be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you. It’s them, boys, across the street you gotta worry about. They are up to no good,” he says as he cracks open his beer and takes a swig.

My gaze falls down to my feet as I twiddle with my fingers. “Why… Why did you help me?”

“I’ll be honest with you. When I first saw you, I thought you were a girl. You just have a feminine figure about you and when you walk, you shake those hips just like a woman. It doesn’t help that you have long hair. So when I saw those thugs try to run up on ya, I had to step in. I’ve got little sisters and I wouldn’t want them getting extorted by these thugs.” My face burns bright red and I shift on my feet uncomfortably. Of course, he thought I was a girl. Story of my life. “Of course, even if I knew you were a boy, I’d still step in. No one deserves to be bullied around. And you don’t seem like the type who can defend themselves. No offense. You’re weak. That’s okay though. Nothing wrong with being weak, it just means you’ll need someone to protect you. Especially if you intend to live in this hood. They’re not the only thugs who’ll try to extort you. Hell, some of these cats will try to turn your ass out. They’d have you working the street corner, all dressed up like a hooker, sucking dick for that paper. I’ve seen it happen so many times”

I swallow the lump in my throat. The thought of being forced to dress up Bolu Escort Bayan like a girl and sucking dick has my heart leaping inside my chest. And yet, for some odd reason, it makes me feel hot. He opens the grill and flips the burgers. “You gotta be careful out here. I’m just trying to look out for you. You seem like a good kid. I don’t want to see another good boy like you end up getting turned out and working on the streets as some pimp’s whore.”

I tug at the collar of my shirt. I can’t say that I’ve never had gay thoughts before, but I’ve always thought of myself as straight. However, I can’t stop the thoughts of sucking dick dressed up as a girl from taking over my mind. He opens the grill and checks the burgers out before slapping some cheese on them and shutting the grill. He takes another sip of his beer. “You gotta girlfriend or boyfriend?”

I shake my head no, however; I think about that girl in my class. She was super cute, but I wouldn’t have a chance with her. She’s way out of my league, but she was really nice to me. He opens the grill back up and takes the burgers out before shutting it off. I follow him inside as he sets a burger on my bun and fixes up the other three for himself. “If you want chips, there’s some in that cupboard over there. You can also get yourself something to drink. There’s beer in the fridge along with OJ and Milk. Cups are in the cupboard next to the fridge. There’s also water. Get me another beer while you’re at it.”

I walk over and grab the bag of chips, bringing it to the table along with my plate. I then grab a cup and fill it with Orange Juice before grabbing him another beer and joining him at the table. He takes the beer from me and then devours his first burger. “Thank you for dinner.”

“You’re welcome. I like your attitude, boy. Polite and proper. That’s good,” he says. The way he calls me boy is a little demeaning, but it also makes me feel weak at the knees.

I bite into my burger, and it’s nice and juicy. “Wow, this is really good.”

He grins at me, and it’s the first time I’ve ever seen him smile. “What can I say? I know how to grill. You know how to cook?”

I nod. “Mostly bake. I did a lot of it with my mom. But I’m not bad at cooking either.”

“That’s good. I’d love to try your cooking. Tomorrow, you can cook for me. I’ll even get you what you need. Just leave me a list and I’ll pick it up. I can tell you got no money.”

I bite my lip. “Yeah… College is expensive. I had to save up all summer just to pay the rent for this place. My parents make good money, but they thought it was important that I pay my own way through life.”

“That’s a good lesson. The sooner you become independent from your parents, the better. You got a job?”

“Not down here. I had one back home. I still can go back there during the summer,” I say. He downs his next burger before I even get halfway through mine. “Do you mind if I ask what you do?”

“Not at all. I’m a mechanic at a shop not too far from here. Pays well. Hours are pretty flexible. Boss is a respectable lady who doesn’t take shit from no one. She’s feisty. She runs it with her girlfriend and her little sister. They’re good people and have a good crew. Respectable and do honest work. You can trust them with your ride.” He finishes up his third burger as I finish mine. “Let’s go kick it on the couch and watch a little tv.”

I nod as I take the paper plates and toss them away. I then follow him in and sit down next to him on the couch. He turns the TV on and flips it to a sports game. He rests his arm on top of the couch above my head. “What kind of video games do you have?”

“Just the usual. A couple of shooter games, that new football game, a racing game, and a few others. I take it, you game? You look like a straight-up nerd.” I nod, not sure whether or not to take that as an insult.

“I’m a huge Aratheon fan, but I also love MOBAs, FPS, and RTS,” I say.

“Yeah, you are a straight-up nerd. That’s okay, though. You do you. You one of those streamers?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“On and off. I don’t have much of a following. Probably because I’m so inconsistent.”

“That surprises me. You’re a good-looking boy. I figured you’d have millions of followers,” he says.

“If I did, I wouldn’t be renting the place next door,” I say, which gets a laugh out of him.

“True. No one lives here if they can help it. So, what are you going to college for?”

“My dad wants me to get a degree in engineering,” I say.

“And what do you want?”

“Graphic design. I love making art and I love video games, so it’d be cool to combine the two,” I say.

“I can see that. So what are you going to do?” he asks.

“I don’t know. I’ve got a lot of time to figure it out,” I say.

“True. You’re still young. What are you, 18?” he asks. I nod. “I knew it. You look young. You got a girly baby face. You know that?”

I can feel the heat burn my cheeks as I nod. He messes up my hair. “That’s not a bad Escort Bolu thing. I’m surprised you’re still single.”

“Really? It’s not for the lack of trying. Girls just aren’t interested in me. They like guys like you. Big, strong, and tough,” I say.

He smiles. “Ever thought about being with a guy?”

I bite down on my lip hard. I can’t even answer the question because even though I don’t think I’m gay, I’ve had gay thoughts before. “It’s okay. I’m the last person to judge. Besides, to be fair, I’m into boys like you. Soft, feminine, nerdy…”

My eyes go wide as his arm slumps down around my shoulders. “I… uh…”

He laughs. “Relax. I ain’t going to bite ya. Look, boy, I like you. You’re a beautiful girly boy and you seem like a good kid. I could use a boy like you around the house, cooking, cleaning, and to have fun with. I’ve always wanted a little sissy girl to make my own. I bet you’d look sexy as hell in a pair of panties. Have you ever tried on panties before?”

I swallow the lump in my throat as I shake my head no. “Ever thought about trying them on?”

I can’t even answer because I have. He puts his free hand on my thigh. “That’s okay, you don’t have to answer. Look, boy, those cats across the street. If they had it their way, they’d turn you out and force you to suck dick for money. You wouldn’t have a choice. They’d rape you and rent you out to other men after they force you to look all girly and shit. I won’t do that. I ain’t gonna force you to do anything you don’t want to. I do like to get kinky, though. I’d love to have me a little sissy pet wife all collared up and on her knees next to my lazy boy, serving me and whatnot. You’d be a perfect little sissy.”

I have to pick my jaw up from my lap as I tug the collar of my shirt. It suddenly got really hot in here. Is he serious? That’s a lot to take in. He wants me to be his sissy? I don’t know if I can do that. Just the thought kinda scares me. I’m straight, right? Then why am I getting turned on? Not only that, but I’m a little scared. He’s a big guy. I know he says he won’t force me, but he could easily have his way with me and there’s not a thing I could do about it. I have to be careful. How did I get myself into this situation? My heart is beating so face, I think I’m having a panic attack.

Chapter: 4

“Relax, boy. As I said, I ain’t going to force ya. You think about it. Don’t let all the kinky shit scare ya away. I can be romantic, too. I don’t mind a good cuddle. I’d treat ya right.”

I can’t believe this is happening to me. He wants to make me his sissy and the people across the street want to pimp me out. What the hell am I going to do?

“What do you think?” he asks.

“I… I don’t know. This is a lot to take in,” I say.

“Maybe you should just try it. Get a taste of it and see if you like it. You ever thought about sucking dick?”

I can’t even say no because I have. I bite down on my lip. He withdraws his hand from my thigh and unbuckles his pants. Slowly, he pushes them down until a big black cock flops out. It’s huge. The biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Twice the size of my own small pathetic dick. “Go on. Touch it.”

I look up into his eyes and see a hungry, possessive stare. What if I say no? He says he won’t force me. And yet, there’s a part of me that wants him to. My heart is thumping so fast. I reach out and taking his big dick in my hand. I can’t even wrap my fingers all the way around it. “That’s it, baby. Stroke it.”

I do what he says and start moving my hand up and down his wide shaft. It’s so big. It’s nearly as thick as my arm. “Kiss it.”

My eyes go wide as I look up at him before looking back down at his dick and then back up at him. “Go on. You know you want to.”

I feel his hand on the back of my neck. With a little pressure, he guides my face down to his big black dick. I get hit with a strong musky, masculine scent that makes my little cock twitch. Suddenly, his cock comes into contact with my lips. It’s spongy. My mouth opens up on its own accord and the head of his cock pops right in. Oh my god, I’m sucking another man’s dick. This can’t be happening. Not only that, but I think I’m enjoying it. My dick has grown stiff. I get up on my hands and knees as I work my tongue around the tip before going down further on his dick. I gag as it hits the back of my throat.

I feel his hand move down from my neck and start rubbing my back. It’s soothing, and it makes me want to suck more. His other hand runs through my hair as he works my head up and down on his cock. I suck on it like a popsicle. It tastes salty and really musky. I like it. His hand slips down my back and over my bum. He gives it a good squeeze, which sends a jolt up my spine.

I can’t believe I’m sucking this man’s dick and I’m actually liking it. What’s gotten into me? My friends and family can never find out about this.

His hand slips under the rim of my pants and underneath my underwear. He grabs the bare skin of my ass and starts massaging it. “That’s it, baby. Suck daddy’s cock.”

He called me baby and referred to himself as daddy. That makes me feel weird. Really emasculated and a little humiliating. However, part of me likes it. I want to make him feel good just so he does it again.

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Dinner and Drinks Pt. 01

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Please note: This story contains male-on-male piss play. If that subject matter doesn’t interest you, I would advise against reading any further. This story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. Thank you and enjoy.

*****

As I walked up the driveway toward the large, contemporary design home with its facade of glass and blocky right angles, I wondered if James had somehow managed to text me the wrong address. It seemed impossible that he could live in this house, in this neighborhood, on a server’s wages. I double-checked the number next to the door before pushing the button for the doorbell and waiting apprehensively for some indication that I was in the right place.

A few months ago, James had been hired on at the restaurant where I worked as a bartender. From the moment I first laid eyes on him, there was an instant attraction; for good reason. He was incredibly handsome. One could almost say he was pretty, though he was far too masculine to be called that with his rugged three-day stubble of a beard and dark brown hair that he wore nearly but not quite long enough to brush behind his ears. But by far his most striking feature was his brilliant, piercing blue eyes. When James looked at you, it was as though he were looking into your soul. At least, that’s how I felt when he looked at me.

Beyond his stunning good looks though, James had personality. He was friendly and charming, with a sharp, witty sense of humor that meshed well with my own and we quickly became good friends. There was an undeniable chemistry between us, but I couldn’t be certain if it was strictly platonic, or something more. I had never been into a man the way I was into James, and it was a novel experience for me. Sex was one thing, but I had developed feelings for my new friend and I wasn’t sure what to do with them. Hell, I didn’t even know if he could reciprocate those feelings. I did know that he liked the ladies, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything; I did too.

Still, there was enough of a spark between us to keep me constantly wondering. The odd touch or lingering look from James seemed to indicate an interest that ran deeper than friendship, but I couldn’t decide if that was reality, or just what I wanted to see. I hoped that today would give me some answers, one way or another, so I could stop the neverending back in forth in my mind. If it turned out James was just a friend, at least I would know. I could live with that. And if it turned out that he was something more… Well, that would be a whole new situation I’d have to navigate. I had never before had any interest in having a romantic relationship with a man; I wasn’t even sure what that would look like, but being around James made me want to find out.

When the door swung open to reveal my friend’s smiling face, I felt a flutter as the butterflies inhabiting my stomach took flight. While I had grown accustomed to feeling this way every time I saw James, the fact that I felt it for any man at all was still strange to me. It excited me and it scared me at the same time.

“Hey, Will! Come on in!” He held the door open for me as I stepped inside.

“Hey, James.”

“Did you find the place okay?”

“Yeah, buddy. GPS is a thing now.” I said sardonically, waving my phone at him.

“It’s just a thing people say, Will. Don’t bust my balls.” He chuckled.

“Honestly though, I wasn’t sure I was in the right place. What the hell kind of side hustle you got going on that you can live in a place like this?”

James laughed, “I know, right? Actually, I inherited the place after my parents passed. Car accident. Drunk driver. You know the story.”

“Dude, how did I not know you lost your parents?” I blurted out.

“It’s not really something you just slip into a conversation, man.”

“James… I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to rub a sore spot.” I felt terrible that I had inadvertently brought it up.

“It’s fine. I’m fine, really. It’s just not a fun thing to talk about, you know?”

“I don’t, but I can imagine,” I answered softly.

“Let’s get some beers and I’ll show you around.” James was quick to change the subject.

“Beer sounds good,” I said lamely, cursing myself for my faux pas as I followed my friend. I hadn’t even been here five minutes and already I had managed to put a damper on the day.

James’ home was just as impressive on the inside as it was on the outside; the layout was open and minimalistic, with entire walls of glass contributing to the sense of spaciousness and flooding the interior with natural light. The decor was tasteful and sparse, and the furniture seemed as though it was selected with entertaining in mind. From the kitchen, a sliding glass door looked out into the backyard, revealing an impressive patio set complete with a sectional sofa that sat between the building and a luxurious swimming pool.

A light touch on my arm pulled my attention back to James as he handed me a beer and clinked his bottle against mine. While he showed me around Burdur Escort the house, we quickly fell into our typical pattern of comfortable conversation and good-natured ribbing, my blunder forgotten. The tour came off the rails when we came upon a room that featured an extensive wet bar on one end, a massive television on the other, and a pool table in between.

“You wanna play a few rounds?” James gestured to the table.

“Why, you looking to get spanked again?” I teased.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” He countered with a wink and a grin.

It was comments like those that would get me wondering if they were a simple joke, or if maybe there was a little bit of subtext buried in there. Either way, I chuckled and shook my head as he pulled a pair of cues from a rack on the wall and handed one to me.

“You should be twice as embarrassed for the fact you own a pool table and I still kick your ass.”

“All right, let’s make it interesting then. Loser buys the next round.”

James and I both glanced over at the fully stocked bar before looking back at each other and breaking out into goofy laughter.

We ended up playing four rounds, of which I won three, and drinking a few more beers. There were several times I would have sworn that I could feel James’ eyes on my ass when I bent over the table to aim down my cue, particularly towards the end as the empty bottles began to stack up. At one point I even tried to encourage the behavior; lifting one knee onto the rail to stretch into a particularly hard-to-reach shot and arching my back slightly. I could see my friend’s reflection in the dormant television set, but the murky black screen made for a poor mirror and I couldn’t tell whether he was watching me or the ball.

When we got bored with the game, we hung up our cues, gathered our empties, and migrated to the backyard to sit poolside. Situated in the shade where a portion of the second floor jutted out over the patio, we were spared the direct heat of the blazing afternoon sun while we lounged on the black wicker sofa, exchanging witty banter.

“Man, it’s hot today. Do you want to go for a swim?” James asked at a break in the conversation.

“Dude, I didn’t even know you had a pool, let alone think to bring a bathing suit!”

“No problem, I’ve got an extra pair of trunks I can lend you. I’ll be right back.”

As he set his bottle down on the patio table, the sharp clink of glass on glass seemed to finalize the matter. I realized that the decision on whether or not to swim had just been made for me as I watched James head back into the house. It was such a subtle thing; he had made a simple offer, I made an argument against it, he countered my argument with a solution, and that was that. Yet it felt assertive somehow. As though maybe James had an agenda and didn’t intend to take no for an answer. Or maybe I was reading too much into a friendly gesture, looking for something that wasn’t there. I swilled down the last of my beer as I pondered the interaction, feeling somewhat frustrated by my uncertainty as I awaited my friend’s return.

When he emerged from inside, James had already changed into a pair of swimming trunks and carried with him a couple of fresh beers in one hand and a stack of neatly folded towels in the other. As he approached, I couldn’t help but note his excellent physique; James was very fit, with an athletic build and defined musculature. Not big in any sense, like some of the chiseled and sculpted guys I would see at the gym all the time, but it was clear that he took care of himself. Thick ropes of veins bulged from his dense biceps and down his powerful forearms, conveying a sense of strength and virility I hadn’t noticed in him before. The dark hair on his broad chest tapered quickly into a line that ran down the center of his toned abs, interrupted by his navel, and continued down to disappear alluringly under the waistband of his bathing suit. It was the first time I had seen him shirtless and I was not disappointed.

“Bad news, Will,” He said as he placed the towels on the table and passed me a beer, “I couldn’t find that extra suit. Would have sworn I had one around here somewhere…”

“Well don’t let me hold you back, I’m fine here with my beer and my shade,” I replied with a grin, gesturing to the overhang above.

“Naw, dude, just swim naked. It’s not like the neighbors can see anything.” He nodded to the high privacy fence that precluded any potential line of sight into the yard.

Surprised at the suggestion, I nearly choked on a sip of beer. Was he joking? Did he really think I might strip down in his backyard and join him for a swim? Did he perhaps actually want me to? Whatever the case, he could tell I was caught off guard and he laughed at my visible discomfort.

“It’s no big deal, Will,” He continued, “We’re both dudes here, right? Nothing I haven’t seen before.”

This had to be a sign, didn’t it? James was too confident with the suggestion; it was comfortable and effortless for him, as though the idea were Burdur Escort Bayan premeditated. Still recovering from the shock, and with no way to be certain, I hesitated as I weighed how I might respond.

“Oh, man, I don’t know…” I chuckled awkwardly, taking another sip of my beer more as a way to stall than as a matter of thirst.

“Look, I’ll ditch the trunks too. Would that make you more comfortable?”

Of course, I wanted to see him naked. It had been a recurring theme in my fantasies for weeks now, imagining what he might look like under those trunks. But then I couldn’t just come out and say that. Not yet. Not without knowing for sure…

“Alright, fuck it,” I laughed, “Let’s do it!”

“Yeah?” He chuckled.

“Yeah, what the hell, why not?” With that, I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it over the back of the sofa.

Watching James for a reaction, I saw his eyes scan me up and down. It was quick and discrete, but sure as I had checked him out when he came back outside in his swimsuit just moments ago, it had happened. More importantly, the slight smile pulling at his lips indicated that he liked what he saw. I was in pretty good shape myself; not quite as fit and defined as him but still fairly athletic and muscular, with maybe a touch less body hair, but not by much. I had always been proud of my body, but the subtle response from my friend flattered me, bolstering my confidence. Any sense of hesitation was gone now, and I stood from my chair to unbuckle my belt and slip out of my pants and underwear.

“Well, alright!” James chuckled again as his eyes drifted over me once more, more overtly the second time around.

I followed his gaze down to my dick, hanging free in the bright sun. Size-wise, I considered myself pretty average, maybe on the high end of the scale but certainly nothing to write home about. But, I was pleased to see myself making a respectable show of it, dangling plump and low in the hot, summer air. I was doubly pleased that I kept up with my manscaping regimen as a matter of routine, despite having been in a bit of a dry spell lately. It wasn’t the worst way to make a first impression.

“Hey man, a deal is a deal. What are you waiting for?” I teased him as I reached for my beer and took a long swig.

Brimming with confidence now that I was sure James’ interest in me wasn’t simply platonic, I was eager to see what he had going on under that bathing suit. He grinned at my comment and pulled the drawstring loose; the suit dropping low on his hips and exposing the sexy, v-shaped muscles of his lower abdominals. The mystery of what lay beneath tantalized me but for a second longer until he pushed the garment down to fall free, landing in a pile around his ankles. It was all I could do not to visibly react at the sight of his manhood as I drank him in.

James sported a nice bush; the brown hair that decorated his pubis looked fluffy and inviting, not coarse and wiry as I had seen on some guys. I generally preferred my men shaved down there, but the look worked well for him and I felt an instinctive urge to nuzzle my face into his soft muff and inhale his scent. The star of the show, however, was his big, uncut cock. Girthy and long, he hung well below his balls, his foreskin coming to a delectable pucker at the very tip of his impressive endowment.

The wide smile on his face told me that he had caught me staring, but I didn’t care. We were passed that now. The day was headed exactly where I hoped it would ever since James had invited me over; nothing left to worry about now that our mutual interest was obvious. It was time to relax and enjoy whatever came next. As that comforting realization came over me, I flashed a grin at my friend and turned away, walking to the edge of the pool and leaping in. The water was cool but not cold, and I felt instantly refreshed, maybe even liberated, as I swam a few feet below the rippling surface. A moment later, muted and muffled by the water, a loud splash announced James’ entry into the pool.

“Not bad, right?” He asked when I surfaced.

“Not bad at all.” I smiled, adopting a lazy backstroke as I made my way to the far end.

We swam a few laps back and forth, enjoying the relief from the scorching summer heat as we floundered aimlessly in the cool water. Eventually, we met up at the wall nearest the patio table. Bracing myself with one arm over the lip of the pool while James floated in front of me, treading water with just his head above the surface, I tried to get a look at his naked form but the rippling waves obfuscated a clear view.

“Hey, man, would you mind grabbing my beer for me?” James nodded in the direction of the table.

“Yeah, no problem,” I replied, wondering if the request was a ploy to get another look at me.

It didn’t matter; I intended to give him a show either way. Hoisting myself out of the water, I made a point of arching my back as I lifted a knee onto the edge, moving a beat slower than normal as I gave him a full view of my ass. I could feel James’ eyes on me Escort Burdur as I retrieved the bottles and placed them on the edge before slipping back into the pool with a gentle splash. He sidled up next to me and there was a long, quiet moment as we hang onto the lip, sipping from our beers and looking out at the yard.

“I have a confession to make.” James finally broke the silence.

“Uh-oh.” I chuckled, putting down my bottle as I turned to face him.

“Yeah, I mean it’s not a big deal or anything. I hope…” He seemed a little nervous as his bright blue eyes met mine.

“Out with it, James.” I grinned assuringly, thinking that I knew where he was going.

“Dude, I had another bathing suit. I just wanted to see if I could get you naked.” He smiled sheepishly.

That was not what I had expected to hear, though it had the same effect in the end. I didn’t respond or react immediately; instead, I just stared back at him as I processed the information. If there had been any lingering doubt in my mind that James was attracted to me, his confession had banished it. Slowly, I drew nearer to him, watching his eyes while I closed the already short gap between us. Something flashed behind his pupils as I leaned in, meeting his lips with mine in a slow but intimate kiss.

When I felt his mouth open slightly, I took the opportunity to graze my tongue against his lower lip. And when I felt his tongue respond in kind, I gave him my best, slipping my tongue into his mouth to entwine with his, kissing him deeply as he moaned quietly into my mouth. My cock responded instantly; I felt it swell and stiffen, urging me to go further, but I denied it. A moment later I broke off and pulled away, wanting to gauge James’ reaction. His eyelids remained closed for a second or two before they fluttered open and he drew in a deep breath, as though he’d been holding it for the duration of the kiss.

“Wow.” He muttered, staring back at me, “Okay, I have another confession to make.”

“Let me guess, viagra in the beer?” I joked.

“What?!”

I found his hand under the water and pulled it toward me, placing it on my turgid cock. He gripped me for a moment, even gave a little squeeze, but then he pulled away. The reaction confused me; it had seemed that things between us were progressing nicely but suddenly James was stepping back.

“James, what is it?” My delivery was more serious now as I tried to understand the sudden change in the atmosphere.

It was unusual to think of James as anything short of confident and assertive, and it made me uncomfortable. Had I somehow misread something? Was I coming on too strong? Doubt and uncertainty began to creep back into the fringes of my mind as I waited for him to explain whatever it was that had altered the dynamic between us.

“Will, I’ve never done this before.” His eyes drifted away from mine as he spoke.

“You’re kidding me!” I blurted out in surprise.

“No, I mean, I’ve been with guys before. But this…” He hesitated, drawing from some well of inner strength, “I like you Will, and that’s new to me. I’ve never liked a guy like this before. I had this whole plan to hang out with you and see what would happen, and now that it’s getting real… I’m kind of nervous.”

I was elated to hear those words. To know that James felt the same way about me as I did about him filled me with joy. Understanding that any perceived hesitation on his part was not a lack of desire but rather that same sense of uncertainty and confusion that I was feeling myself only endeared him to me more. I couldn’t help but laugh. I didn’t mean to –or even want to– but it was the only reaction that made sense at the time. It was a reaction of relief and happiness, but I knew that wasn’t how it would be received.

“Why is that funny?” James bristled, clearly annoyed at my response.

“It’s not,” I smiled, “Except that I like you too. A lot. I’ve never felt this way about another guy before either, and I’ve been feeling nervous. Hell, until I saw you checking me out today I wasn’t even sure if you were into me that way.”

James relaxed at that, the tension melting out of him before my eyes as he considered my words. I saw an opening and moved closer to him again, placing a hand on his waist and drawing him in until I made contact. He watched me, staring into my eyes with our fronts pressed together pelvis to pelvis, the silence between us speaking volumes as we gazed at each other.

“I’m going to kiss you again,” I said softly. Though it was a statement rather than a question, I waited for him to nod his permission before I made my move.

The transformation happened quickly. It was almost as though I were kissing a different man than I had been previously. This version of James was firmer and more forceful, exuding the innate confidence I had come to expect from him up until today. He began to lead the kiss, forcing his tongue into my mouth hungrily to wrestle and dance with mine amid soft grunts and moans while we expressed our mutual passion. That suited me just fine. Though I could be assertive and dominant if the situation called for it, my natural inclination was to be the more submissive partner in my sexual interactions with men. I loved to be kissed, groped, and used and it thrilled me that James was rising to the challenge.

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I have been a long time vacuum pumper. So long so that I needed to replace my old worn out brass handled bilge pump with a new one. I placed an order online with a company I have used in the past. The deliveries normally arrived in a few days. But not this time. Then one Friday afternoon a knock at my front door. A stranger waving a small brown box greets me. He said hello his name was Dave. And that my package was dropped at his place by mistake. My name was right on the box but the typed address was one character off. So a couple hundred digits/ blocks away. I thanked the man and thought that was that. But Dave wanted to strike up a conversation. My first thought was did he open my package and discover what it was. Nope turns out Dave was a customer too. He recognized the packaging and return address on the box. He straight up asked me. You order from them mentioning the company by full name and not just the initials used on the box.

This surprised and intrigued me. It is a small world. So I stepped outside to talk more with him. He started by admitting he was a 20 year vacuum pumping veteran. Who had a varitey of toys purchased from this company and others I was familiar with. I told him what was in the box he dropped by with. And then I gave him a quick snap shot of my pumping history what equipment I had on hand and what types of future purchases I was considering. I told him I was thinking of getting a double ended buddy tube but needed someone to use it with. He quickly volunteered to join me in a session if I was serious. I told him I had been looking for a long time but never expected someone as handsome as him to just Beylikdüzü Escort knock on the door and introduce themselves. Dave needed to get back to his wife and family. So we exchanged info and he left.

We kept in touch both online and over the phone for a few days. Exchanging stories and pictures. I was thrilled to finally meet someone close by interested in my fetish. Who in a few more days would be free to joining me in a bit of pumping and hopefully some fun after. We had to wait until the following weekend. When Dave’s wife took their daughters to her mother’s house. This freed him up for the whole day. I woke up early that morning and slapped my tube on right away. This gave me a 2 hour head start before Dave arrived. I sent him a text to just walk right in as soon as his car entered my driveway. He made a beeline inside carrying a laundry bag with the equipment he planned on using. The curtains and blinds were drawn shut. I greeted him naked on the couch with a pillow covering my modesty. Dave was all smiles wearing sweat pants and sporting a large hardon. He joined me on the couch. I kept my junk hidden to tease him while I continued pumping it up. I told him I started with out him then unveiled I was already packing out my 2.5in tube. Nice was all he said. Then he asked to confirm we were all alone before he began to undress. I got up assured him we would not be disturbed and then locked the door to reassure him.

Dave was a big dude. A few inches taller then me around 6ft5 maybe. Slender with long arms legs and a big cock. He was not lying about the size of his cock. He told me it was Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan 9 inches long but had a narrow thin shaft. That is why he began vacuum pumping. He read it added girth. Which would make his stuff even more impressive. I have the kind of girth he is looking for but he easily had me beat in length. Dave fiddled around in the bag he brought and pulled out a 2 in wide tube he had custom made. Before he put it on I asked if I could feel his cock first. We discussed this prior to our meeting but I was not sure if the married man would actually allow it or was he just on big talker online. I was pleased when he fully agreed. We are here to learn and have fun he said. Which put my mind at ease. You never know how first meetings are gonna go. I had been disappointed in the past.

I worked my air pressure up some. Then wrapped my cool fingers around his long thin spongey shaft. I stroked his dick rolling it in my fist admiring it’s length. Because I had only played with one other guy his size. I released Dave so he could slide on his first tube. After I watched him shoot right up and begin filling his tube. I decided to stand up and stair step up to the next size. Dave helped me slide off the one I was wearing. I let the air pressure drop. While he rocked the tube left and right slowly sliding it forward until my meat flopped out. He caught my package in his free hand and hoisted its heft. This felt like it was going to be a great session. Dave was not one of those guys always asking for permission. He just did what felt natural and I enjoyed letting him. He pulled and tugged on my engorgement. Escort Beylikdüzü rolling his open palms around massaging my balls. Pinching my nipples. All while remembering to keep his own action growing. I could see his precum coloring the inside of his tube. I took a break from what I was doing and put on some porn for us to watch while the time passed. But neither of us were interested in what the screen offered. We wanted to watch and create some live action of our own.

As my guest I let Dave take the lead. He lay on the floor and asked me to straddle his face. My pumped up cock in it’s tube laid across his face as he licked my bunched up balls. I took off my tube and my sac relaxed. T-bagging him. I stroked my dick while my buddy slid down further and began to eat my ass. Dave was beneath me moaning and lapping away with his tongue. I really enjoyed this it got better when his fingertips began probing my pucker. Dave let his tube fall off at some point and was stroking his cock to it’s hardest point ever. He rolled me into position. He was going to take my ass. In his bag of things he brought were condoms and a bottle of baby oil. It didn’t take long. He had his swelled up cock head entering me. He pushed a few times forward and my body relaxed. I took half of what he had to offer in one punch. He handed me the oil and I slathered up my cock and balls. masturbating furiously as 9 inches of pumped up latex covered dick tried filling me up. The carpet burned my knees as the pummeling continued. He had ground most of that skinny dick in me when I felt his warm goo filling his condom. He gruntled mildly until the moment he finally withdrew. I then rolled over and popped my own load in my matted down pubes.

Once we were all cleaned up. I invited Dave to return whenever he was free. If only for a chat and drinks. Maybe watch a game. Then I told that my double ended tube was on back order but would arrive soon.

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Gay Neighbour Sex Ch. 02

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After my initiation into gay sex, I felt that I had been fulfilled. My neighbour Michael had taken my anal cherry and much more was in store.

In fact, I was insatiable. The next day, Michael came round and I was quick to show him that there my arse and mouth were his to use. I was beaming and hardly closed the door before I dropped to my knees, whipped his cock out and started sucking him off.

Holding his hips to steady myself, I got into a rhythm, sliding his cock in and out of my greedy mouth. “Mmm, mmm”. I moaned as I continued to blow his cock. I felt the head at the back of my throat as his cock was fully in and held. there.

“I can’t believe how good you’re treating my cock. Devouring and sucking my creamy spunk.” He said as he finished off, filling my mouth with his cum.

He pulled me to my feet, turned me round hurriedly and fumbled with my loose trousers. I helped him and let them drop to the floor. I was wearing a pair of thong briefs so all he had to do was pull the thin strap to the side and shove his cock into my arse hole. Fucking me forcefully against the wall oblivious to the fact that my face was knocked against it, he bred me like a bitch. “Fuck, you’re so hot, take that hard cock. Oh yes, I’m going to use and abuse you in every room of your house.” He threatened.

“Oh yes, please fuck my brains out. You weren’t lying about your prowess. Screw me with your Tokat Escort potent fuck stick. My fuck hole is yours to enjoy”. I responded, encouraging him.

True to his word, he finished off, exploding in me then forcing me into the through lounge, continued to pound my hole as he first bent me over the dining table, then moved me across to the armchair where he continued until his second fuck was completed, spewing his messy cum into me for a second time, making three loads. He was so virile.

After suitable rests, he fucked my in the kitchen, on the stairs, in the bathroom and bedrooms over the next 5 hours. My fuck hole was aching pleasurably.

“Thank you Michael. you were so good, I’m fully used up.” I said.

“I’m going to call you martini because I’m going to have you ‘anytime,any place, anywhere’ if you pardon the pun”. He said as he left.

The thought of my being degraded in this way aroused me and I didn’t have to wait long before the next time.

I was in bed and sleeping the next night when the phone rang and Michael’s voice came through. “Come over now” He instructed.

Although sleepy, I got out of bed and quickly walked downstairs and out of the door into the night then next door. Finding the porch door open and house door ajar, I tentatively went in to see my ‘master’ with his cock dangling. “Get to work, on your knees, you know what you Tokat Escort Bayan want and what to do.” He said.

I guess I did otherwise why would I have disturbed my sleep to come over. I oneyed, wrapping my greedy mouth over his cock and sucking my favourite flavour of lollipop.

This met with his approval as he sighed and moaned audibly. “oh yeah, suck my cock, my little bitch, lick it and make me cum. I want to fill your stomach before fucking you “. He said.

I soon felt the twitching of Michael’s cock preceding t ejaculation of his creamy spunk as it spurted into my mouth and down my throat into my stomach.

Then the fucking began. Firstly in the front room where he bent me over the couch and screwed me forcefully. We then moved through the connecting doors to the dining area where he bent me over and screwed me in a similar fashion as I grabbed the sides of the table.

“As it’s dark I want to fuck your man cunt in the garden.” He said, pulling me through to the back. A volley if abuse followed as he really got into it. “You fucking love it, you’re my little slutty bitch. Take my hard cock you cum bitch. I own that dirty arse of yours now. Oh yeah,”

I was verbalising my satisfaction as he fucked me against the wall and then threw me onto the lawn where he finished off, emptying a third load into my gaping hole. I was moaning and squealing Escort Tokat pleasurably throughout and must have been loud enough to be heard by surrounding houses.

We went inside and sat in the kitchen, silent for a few minutes before Michael asked. “I’ve got more in the tank. Ready for more fucking?”

“I can if you can. Use my arse as if it’s a woman’s cunt.” I replied, then joked. Martini, remember”.

As if to help the situation, I wrapped my greedy mouth round Michael’s cock again and watched the pleasure on his face as I looked up at his eyes.

“Beg me to fuck you. Tell me what you crave.” Michael said as he looked down on me.

I released his cock to respond. “Please fuck me Michael. I want to feel your cock pump me full of cum. Screw me all night all over the house. I am your fuck toy, your bitch.”

Michael pulled me up by the arm and balanced me on the edge of the kitchen worktop, then plunged his cock back into my welcoming bum.

“Yes, you are my bitch and I will fuck you all night. Look at my face and admire your master.” He said.

I did just that as I surrendered my hole to his hard fuck rod. He didn’t hold back and I loved the hard thrusts driving in and out until he finished off.

“Let’s christen your man cunt upstairs now.” He said.

Over the next few hours, after suitable recovery time, Michael fucked me in all three of his bedrooms, in the bathroom and on the landing until the night gave way to the dawn.

Over the next month, my fucking continued. His cock assault of my man pussy was a daily routine. Morning, afternoon and evening sessions.

I had truly become a gay cock slave to this virile stud.

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Second Wife Ch. 02

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Chapter 02: Innocent gestures

After the morning quickie, Shawn went out for buying some stuff. He returned in the evening only. The way things kicked off in the morning, I thought it will be an electrifying day full of excitement like last time. The whole time I expected him to come home and do what he promised, that is to be with me the whole day, that was the deal. But Shawn and my sister are moving to this new apartment and there was a lot of stuff going on the last few weeks. Almost every weekend his friends come to help him move stuff to his new apartment. His life was getting busy and I was starting to get a bit bothered. Moving to the new apartment had its pros and cons. It may not be that easy for me and Shawn to get those sneaky fun times we used to have here.

Last time I lose a bet and I did all the wild stuff Shawn told me to do. Well, almost everything. The day after I lose the bet, the first thing he demanded was to wear a set of delicate-looking pair of undies. I thought they were my sister’s. But in reality, he bought them exclusively for me. The funny thing was that I was supposed to wear a bra too. I had worn those things, but not for him. Those were the private moments that I enjoyed a lot.

We had a bit of discussion regarding the stuff Shawn bought me and eventually he convinced me that I had to wear them. It was the first time I went in front of him wearing girly undies. The white floral panty looked nice but rarely gave me any coverage. It failed to embrace my junk and barely cover my little round buns. The bra looked tricky. It looked a bit small, with tiny cups and all. But once I put it on and stood in front of the mirror, I was shocked. It felt like it was made for me. I had zero hair in my body, one of the facts that he got attracted to me in the beginning. The bra cup lifted my tiny melons and kind of created a gentle bulge or, say cleavage from some angles. The cup was not so thick or fully covering my chest either. It made me look pretty sexy. I was excited once I wore them. I thought Shawn will be anxiously waiting to see me in those undies. But my cheeky brother-in-law had some crazy ideas.

Once Shawn saw me in those undies, he was excited too. Then he told me to wear that all day long. His demand annoyed me. You know, I had to wear that underwear while I had to walk among my family sneaking and dodging eyes. But then again, I had to. After thinking for a while, I thought it will be thrilling even though I don’t know what to say if someone notice. I had to step up to tackle the wacky situation. I chose loose clothes to wear that day. Somehow, I had to dodge evening tea to dinner time, without getting caught. I had to say he didn’t make things easy for me either. Before dinner, he to me to change my loose clothing to something more aesthetic. While the whole time I sweat like a pig, he was enjoying teasing me.

When I went to take water from the fridge, Shawn followed me and hugged me from behind. He sneaks his ruthless hands beneath my top, squeezed my boobs, and caressed my tits. He kissed me before I barged back to the dinner table. I adored his mischief and I liked to play along. Getting caught was never really a concern for me at the time. While the whole time he gazed at me while having dinner, I didn’t resist having some fun either. Under the table, I put my leg between his thighs and gently pressed against his crotch. As I saw him smiling slowly unbuttoned my shirt’s top and gave him a quick flash of my newly gifted cleavage. The moment was really scary and bold. I could feel his dick getting restless through my feet.

Before going to sleep, Shawn presented his final demand. I had to sneak up into his bedroom the night. I should wear only a bra and panties. Without waking up my poor sister I had to play with his dong in my mouth I should make him cum. It was pointless whether I wear undies or I go naked. It will be dark and I should not be concerned about my sister either. She is a deep sleeper and a tiny bit of noise won’t wake her up. But, it was the first time he called me into his room while she was there, sleeping close to him. Well, I went with confidence, sucked his gorgeous dick, and made him cum within minutes. But somehow it felt weird and the next day I made him clear that I won’t come to his room while my sister is still there.

Today Shawn’s sudden absence made me a little concerned. I kept on messaging him. He replied that he will back by evening. His friend Ryan was coming home to help with moving stuff. Ryan was very cute and kind of a gloomy character. There was something unite too that made him different from Shawn’s other friends. Most of his friends are a bit weird and kinky and Ryan is also not so different from that point of view. But still, he was far better than others. One thing is he was strong, well-built, and charming. Even though he gets this weird vibe from the herd, he is a different person when talked alone. There was one more thing that I don’t even tell Shawn.

Three weeks back when Shawn and his friends just began the planning for packing pieces of stuff Bodrum Escort for shifting. One afternoon Shawn and I were upstairs in my room. Shawn was planning to leave for three days and that means I won’t be able to see him for at least a couple of weeks. We wished to make out before he leaves and we were having sex in my bed.

Shawn and I were in our tees and he promised he will make it quick. I was on top of him grinding his juicy dick in my ass. Sitting on his hips he lifted my tees and squeezed my tiny melons. His cock was poking in like a needle and I had to support my arm on his belly and thigh. I swiftly quaked my hips allowing his warm hot rod to move in and out of me, burning my bottom. As his peak approached and so do our screeching and moaning his thrust became faster and harder. I twitched my rump keeping his cock tightly inside. Shawn grabbed my erection and jerked fast. As we both inched closer and closer to the climax, I gazed my eyes around. What I see didn’t stop me from what I was doing nor did it frighten me.

What I see was a man standing outside my bedroom door. He was in shock and his eyes popped out in disbelief. I know it was Ryan, and he was stunned. As I looked at his face while I kept on riding Shawn’s throbbing dick, Ryan for a second, blipped into reality. He swiftly took off from the scene. While instead of making me frightened, it made me hornier. I shot my juice all over Shawn’s vest, making a mess like never before. Shawn shot his warmth right inside my tight ass at the same time. While Shawn noticed my never-before climaxing, I could not expose the real reason then. I thought of informing Shawn that we had a spectator. But I don’t know why I didn’t. If I told him about Ryan right then, then maybe things might have unfolded in a different path, the next day.

The very next day, I was in my room going through my phone and watching some videos. I was in my sleeveless tees and shorts. Ryan was still packing things in Shawn’s office room. Shawn probably went to pick up his other friends too. I felt something sneaking behind my thighs. I swiftly turned back and I saw Ryan gently climbing over me.

“Ryan!” I shouted.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in shock.

“I can’t stand it!” he sounded stiff and his eyes were all over my body.

“What? I could not understand his gestures.

What Ryan trying to do was baffling. He was sniffing through my back, hugging me, touching my naked thighs and then he tried to pull down my shorts.

“Wait, Ryan! I plead facing down on the bed.

“take it easy!” I tried to calm him.

“Sorry!” he murmured wrapping his fingers tightly on my buns and pressing his nose between them.

“You are too hot to resist dear,” he commended sniffing between the back of my thighs.

“Bubby!” he murmured.

“Calm down please!” I plead again, trying to push his hands away from my butt.

Putting his hands beneath my thighs, Ryan gently lifted my hips.

“What are you doing?” I asked impatiently.

Ryan tried to push my skirt from below and exposed my soft round buns. I tried to sneak my legs as he followed me from behind. I was on my knees and my head on the bed. Within seconds he succeeded in pulling my shorts below my ass. I tried to pull them back into position.

“I can’t stand it bubby dear!” he grunted.

I was a bit frightened by Ryan’s swift moves. As I tried to resist him, he was holding his erection in his hand.

“I can’t stand it!” he repeated.

“Wait!” I squealed.

Ryan put his hand on my hip and hold me firmly. I can feel his cock barging between my bum cheeks.

“hang on!” I tried stopping him.

And there it was. First time in my life I was getting penetrated in my ass on my bed by someone other than Shawn. As Ryan tried to readjust his poise. I lifted my head and tilted to face him. He lifted his black tees to his chest and swiftly twitched his hips against my bum. My right leg was rested in line with my waist and I was lying sidewise to him.

“No!’ I yelped again pushing my right hand on his chest.

Ryan began ramming his cock inside my ass. My whole bed was quaked.

No clam down!” I yelled gently.

“Sorry!” he murmured and lifted my tees until my tiny melon got exposed.

Squeezing down my boob Ryan showed his dick further deep inside my tunnel.

“No please!”, I wailed as he leaned towards me and pushed his cock deeper.

“It’s going to end soon, a little more,” he murmured again.

“Please, Ryan!” I tried to resist maybe not physically but with words.

“You wanted to do it with me, didn’t you? That’s the truth, right?” he whispered in my ear as he gently slowed down.

I shook my head in denial as Ryan leaned back pressing his right hand hard on my waist.

“That’s why I can’t stand it!” he murmured again as his cock once again began devouring my cushy ass.

My bum cheeks wobbled as Ryan thrust me with his hard one, faster.

“Bubby!” he whimpered.

“Ryan!” I roared.

“Please, I don’t like this,” I tried to resist.

“Take Bodrum Escort Bayan it out!” I moaned loud as Ryan blasted his thigh onto the back of my thigh and screwed me from behind.

I could feel Ryan’s both hands now firmly gripping my waist and his hungry cock began hitting my limits.

“No, no stop! I moaned and yelled again.

Ryan leaned down and touched my face. He slowed down his hip movements and shifted to slower but deeper probs. He made me look into his eyes as he pushed his cock gently inside my tight ass. He kissed me vehemently. He succeeded in parting my lips and sucking them. He seemed to slow down, but then he tilted me to face opposite him. He kissed my waist and swiftly pulled down my shorts. Within a split second, I was stark naked from waist to toe. My thighs were between his legs and I was pinned down to my bed. His cock never got out of my deck. I hugged down tight onto my bed as his warm sweaty fingers spread my butt cheeks.

“Please Ryan, slow down!” I plead as I lifted my head and looked at him.

“I can’t!” he replied swiftly.

Right between my cushy quivering buns, he poked his restless cock in unison. Ryan fucked me with so much conviction and interest, I had to accept the fact that he won’t stop until he finishes. I find it hard to hide my embarrassing erection. I could not ignore his agility and the way he humped me in a single position until I started feeling his climax. He eventually began humping harder and faster. It was getting painful and uncontrollable. Within a minute or so, full of high-pitched shrieks moans, and thudding, he finished.

“Did you come inside? I asked him in concern as he screeched high and slowed his pokes.

I swiftly got on my knees and Ryan’s cum started drooling between my buns. I turned towards him and sat down on the bed.

“You came inside!” I murmured smearing my hand on my thighs.

“Sorry!” he replied calmly.

I bowed my head and watched Ryan’s dick for the first time. It was lean and curvy. No wonder I got teased, in places like never before.

“But I couldn’t stand it!” he explicated again.

“I don’t know what to say!” I mumbled looking at him.

“Let’s do this one last time” he murmured, moving closer between my legs.

My erection was swaying and pulsing and I could not hide my excitement from him anymore. Ryan was panting high. Before I could reply, he bowed down and tried to kiss me again. This time I didn’t resist. I was never a good kisser nor did I enjoy them a lot. But for the moment I could not resist him. He hugged me and I tried to gently rest my hands around his shoulders. Wrapping his hands around my waist he kissed me gently. As our lips smacked together we both fall back on the bed.

At that moment I could not make out my mind. Ryan seemed pumped and his cock exhibited the grit to go for another round. Crowned on top of me. Lifting my tees, he began cuddling my tender melons wildly.

“I always wanted this!” I muttered in my face.

Ryan’s breath flushed onto my face. He teased my nipples and even sucked my tits.

“I’m sorry!” I murmured.

“Please don’t do it!” I felt ticklish when get sucked on my nipples.

Shawn always loves to play on them. I continually quarrel with him as he crumbles and suck them so much for so long, now his fantasy gifts began fitting me perfectly.

Ryan gently moved back and spread my legs wide. I was so shy as my cock was shivering in front of his eyes. He grabbed my erection with his right hand and gently pulled its skin down. He gently stroked my erect shaft. I was quivering in my bed. I can see my precum oozing over his hands, down to my abdomen. I moaned gently as he pressed his finger between my bum cheeks. Pointing at me he presented me with his juice leaking from my ass.

“It’s so smooth and nice!” he murmured as I twitched my hip.

I tried to shut my mouth with my hand.

“It’s all over the place!” He commended.

Quickly moving to my side he bowed and approached to kiss me.

“Touch it!” he suggested gently as he guided me to handle his tool.

Ryan’s liss buzzed onto mine as I gently wrapped my fingers around his shaft and he did the same with my erection. I slowly stocked his juicy cock in my wet hand. His fingers squeezed my cock tight. His lips sucked my lips. Then he licked my ear and my soft cheek.

“It’s getting bigger again!” he whispered.

“Ryan!” I mumbled as I felt his shaft grow in my palm quivering and throbbing.

Ryan kissed me again and this time he poked another finger into my slimy ass.

“No!” I muttered.

“It’s so wet!” he commended looking onto my eyes.

Ryane was glittering with excitement.

“It’s good right?” he asked but I didn’t say anything.

“Can I put it in?” he asked calmly.

I nodded my head immediately. I was not shy but brewing with lust.

“Sorry I don’t have a condom,” he whispered.

“Yes!” I nodded once again.

Ryan kissed me again. he moved down and sucked my bare nipples one after the other. Parting my legs onto Escort Bodrum the sides, he stood on his knees and gently stroked his erection looking right onto my eyes. It felt like he was teasing me. My hips were aching as he gently rubbed his cock over my balls. He took a gentle approach and pushed his cock slower into my bunker. It was going in smoothly. I could not keep eye contact with him anymore. I gently moaned as I feel the heat of his boy crawling beneath me. As he began humping he removed his tees in front of me and made himself somepletely naked. It felt full even though there was enough lube. He made me lift my legs and hold my hand onto them. I tried to muffle my moans. He jerked his cock nicely inside my ass it felt amazing.

Ryan bolled me onto his side as he lie down. We were facing each other. He lifted my right leg and made way for his cock to penetrate me between my cheeks. As his pole plunged inside my hole he grabbed my butt and pushed me closer toward his hips.

“So good!” I whispered accidentally.

My cock was getting rubbed between our bellies and I was ready to explode any moment. I wished Ryan to go deeper and hit the deck hard. I was turning on my slut-mode and I could not control myself anymore. I moaned uncontrollably as he was blasting me fast and hard. Soon he slowed down and guided me to climb over him.

Ryan laid flat and I quickly mounted onto his erected shaft. Grabbing his cock in my hand I placed it right on the money and descended myself slowly onto his hip. I tried to say something dirty to him but then I paused and moved my hips slowly. He lay spreading his hands on the bed relaxed. I took control and I swiftly twitched my hips ramming his cock inside my tiny wet was. I held on to his thighs for support. Bending to him I lifted my hips up and down riding his beautiful boy. I was going full-on wild, yelling and panting.

Ryan lifted himself and held me onto his thighs wrapping his hand around my back. Holding himself onto the bed he made me sit on his lap. He was sitting on his legs folding back. I began jumping up and down in his lap. His cock pushed in and out of my ass. He adjusted my legs and as he tried to suck my nipples again, I lifted my tees and removed them. He was humping me while I did that. Grabbing onto my bobs he sucked them. He slowed down a bit.

“Turn your ass around!” he told me as he put me back on the bed.

“Please, put it back inside” I whispered as I put myself on my knees bending opposite to him.

Ryan didn’t waste much time. He pushed his warm sturdy back into my hungry ass once again.

“So good!” I murmured again.

Heryan fucked me in doggy pose. I grabbed my erection and stroked fast. It was oozing juice onto my hand. His warm meat basted in and out of my ass. His thigh blasted on my bum cheeks. I was about to cum. He was going so deeper I tried to resist, but he pulled me closer to him and his cock hit but walls pretty hard. It was nipping. But we both knew we are about to come. I bowed onto the bed. My whole body was wobbling and quivering. I yelled high.

“Ryan, please!” I roared as he grabbed my hand and held it firm with his left hand.

“Do it, I beg you!” I plead with him to finish fast as I could not take it anymore.

“Please, give me!” I whimpered.

“I will cum! Damn!” he cursed.

Ryan’s thighs blasted continuously onto the back of my thighs. His piston hit me hard and fast. My bed began rattling. My tiny boobs heaved down and swung hard. Gripped hard onto my bed sheet with one hand under me. Then he suddenly let go of my hand. I honked and howled like a chicken. I breathed hard and deep. I lay down on the bed spreading my legs flat on the bed. I closed my eyes and rested. I was feeling his juice oozing out between my bum cheeks yet again.

As I lay like a dead leaf I tried to reach down to grab a few tissues from the bedside. Like a gentleman, Ryan quickly reached and pulled it for me.

“Here!” he extended towards me.

I took it from Ryan’s hands and wiped my area of business. I looked at him with a kinky but playful smile.

“Sorry!” he apologized.

“Don’t be!” I quickly corrected him.

Ryan seemed a bit relieved. He put on his clothes and I watched him closely. He smiled and left the room in a hurry. I smiled back leery.

It will be a crime if I blame Ryan for what happened. I had to admit, I was not the innocent victim of this incident. Since the day I experienced my first sex, I was weaving plans to explore my interests with other men. Its been always my interest to have sex with Shawn and I didn’t hesitate to play dirty if required. I did what I did to get what I want. Even though it was always my interest, I tried to play a bit stupid and careless and naïve, just to keep things tight.

It was I who provoked Ryan each time I was alone with him, through my vibes and provocative gestures. It was I who planned the perfect time with Shawn with the perfect estimation that Ryan will reach in minutes and he will look for us upstairs. It was me who kept the door unlocked and let It slightly open so that I can lure my onlooker mate further close to me. In the end, it was me who created the flawless condition to be alone in my room in my tights and sexy sleek tees. My plan was in the run for weeks and all I had to do is to wait for the perfect day.

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CMNM Room Three

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It had been a while since I had been to George St, and visited room one and room two.

I’m a moderately hairy guy in my mid 30s. On my previous visits I had received punishments with sufficient erotic content to cause shuddering orgasms and fountains of ejaculate.

This visit was going to be slightly different. I was invited to take on the role of Edger.

An edger is someone who, using parts of their body or other equipment, is able to bring another person, (in this case a man) to the brink of orgasm but without tipping them over the edge – again and again.

The client must ask for permission if they are about to orgasm. This permission will usually be denied…at least until the session is drawing to a close.

20 George St is a sophisticated setting. Hygiene is a key watchword. Room 3 is no different. The floor is covered in gleaming iblack tiles. The walls are tiled white.

Traditional materials are used throughout. Porcelain for any sanitary fittings. Stainless steel for any metal fixtures. Quality leather. Premium rope. Polished wood. There is nothing low rent about this setting.

Who are the guys who come to room three for an edging session? A typical guy will be between 30 and 50, usually with a high powered and highly stressed career on the go.

These guys are used to being in Mersin Escort charge in the bedroom. Their partners (be they male or female) will generally adopt the role of recipient of pleasure.

The thing is, with all that ‘alpha’ stuff going on in their lives, are they missing out?

Guys come to room three to find out how it feels to have no responsibility for their orgasms or anyone else’s. It is hugely liberating to be freed of that duty.

They are of course used to being in control – but that stops at the door. Often visitors to room three can even be quite shy at the start.. such is the change from anything they have experienced before.

My first ‘client’ is arriving shortly. He is instructed to strip either naked or to just a jockstrap, and then mount the table on all fours.

I return to the room after the client/ victim has arrived. Directly in my eye line is a firm hairy arse which is just begging for some paddling.

My subject had chosen to wear a white jockstrap of the traditional style with the wide white waist band. This gave a clear target area to aim at with my leather paddle between the waist band and the leg straps.

Now, this paddling is really a firm slap rather than anything stronger really. It’s purpose is to fire up the nerves between the buttocks and Mersin Escort Bayan the cock.

I swung the paddle through the air and it connected with a satisfying thud, which elicited a deep moan from the subject.

I usually start each session off with five of these paddlings. After each paddle connected a slightly louder and deeper grunt emitted from the subject. It was time to check the effect of this stimulation on cock size.

The male human body is a fascinating thing. For some reason, in a lot of men, the infliction of mild to moderate pain on firm buttocks leads directly to penis enlargement.

From my position immediately behind the subject I have a clear view of a hairy arse, crack and hole. I can also see two heavy hairy balls that are both vulnerable and also asking for attention. The subject cock is firmly thrust forward, with the mushroom head slapping against the abs as it bobs up and down.

The leather paddle I use for edging is about 15 inches long and four inches wide. The noise it makes as it contacts the arse is proportional to the hair. The hairier the arse the deeper the sound.

I also like to tease the arse crack with the edge of the paddle. I slide the edge of the paddle down the crack of the arse working over the hole and towards the balls. Then I Escort Mersin slide the edge of the paddle along the side of the balls towards the shaft of the cock. If the balls are covered in sweaty matted hair this creates a useful amount of friction.

Similarly the end of the paddle tends to create friction with the foreskin and the side of the head.

Thus from my position I work the paddle slowly forwards and backwards. I can feel the paddle sticking to the skin of the balls and shaft and tugging at it as I pull backwards.

Each stroke increases the moans from the client. Then, I hear the first muttered word “close.”

I quickly move the paddle away, and watch from my angle as the dick twitches and leaks.

Then, with an element of surprise I use the paddle to flick the sensitive nipples that are hiding amongst the chest hair.

Most men are surprised at the erotic response when this happens.

Time to change attention to the twitching arsehole.

I use the side of the paddle and aim three times at the hole, and then take a firm grip of the shaft and wank it hard.

The client doesn’t know which part of his body will get stimulation next. One thing is sure. The cock is getting ready to release its load.

The owner of the twitching cock is now moaning heavily.

I flick the sensitive frenulum with the surface of the smooth paddle. Then bury my face in the hairy arse crack.

Once my tongue penetrates the hole it is too much for my victim who roars as he unloads. The spunk spraying upwards over his hairy abs.

He will be a regular in room three!

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Sucking Cock on a Golf Course

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Have you ever sucked a cock, or been sucked on a golf course? Well, I have.

I’m Thomas, a very straight acting closeted bisexual widower, and father of two sons. My bisexuality took fruit on a golf course years ago.

I started as a caddy at the prestigious Columbus Country Club in the early 1950s. I caddied there for eight years. Caddies were allowed to play golf Monday mornings from the break of day till noon. The course was closed to members on Mondays when the bulk of course maintenance was done. Thus, I began a life-long love of playing golf.

Today at the age of eighty-one, my golf usually consists of hitting some balls on the range followed by nine holes of golf.

I got married when I was a mere eighteen years old and was a father before turning twenty-one. This did not deter me from seeking a college education. I worked the evening shift in a Western Electric factory while attending day classes, at first at Ohio State University, and later Franklin University. It took me seven years, but I finally got received an Engineering degree in 1966.

I moved my family to Fort Myers, Florida, and took a position with the United Telephone Company Florida (UTF), as Manager of Central Office Equipment Engineering (COE), in 1972.

It was not long before I joined the UTF Golf Team in the Thursday Night Business Men’s League.

One of my team members, named Bill, became a good friend and golfing partner. Bill and I would play in the Business Men’s League, and usually on Saturdays. We also traveled around the state playing in amateur two-man team events.

When playing in the two-man team events, we would share a motel room. In this environment I often had the opportunity to see Bill’s cock. It was a big, thick cut cock with a large mushroom head. Bill was a big guy and had a cock commensurate with his size. I was mesmerized by Bill’s cock which was well over six inches in a flaccid state. Me, on the other hand, had a more modest cock that measured just under six inches when totally hard.

One night while sleeping, I awoke and could hear Bill stroking his cock. I listened for a while, as my cock grew hard. I had always been very straight, but I could see Bill’s hard cock in my mind’s eye, and knew, without a doubt, I wanted to suck it. This Malatya Escort was a very strange feeling for someone that had been straight his entire life.

I wrestled with thoughts of what to do. I did not want my best friend to think I was a cocksucker. Remember this was in the 1970s. Most cocksuckers were very closeted back in those days. I did not have the courage to act on my feelings and spent the rest of the night in a fitful sleep. But the seeds were sown, I wanted to suck Bill’s cock.

Nothing was said between us, but some-how I had the eerie feeling that Bill knew I wanted to suck his cock.

I never sucked Bill’s cock, but masturbated many times thinking of sucking his cock. Bill never did anything overt toward getting me to suck him, but I had the same eerie feeling that he wanted me to suck him. Neither of us had the courage to make the first move.

In 1987, I moved from Florida to the Raleigh, NC area after accepting a position with the Northern Telecom Corporation in Research Triangle Park, NC.

When I would travel back to Florida, Bill and I always got together to play golf. We remained the best of friends.

One day I got a call from Bill’s brother-in-law telling me Bill was dying of leukemia. He had entered the hospital to have knee replacement surgery, and while having tests done, they discovered the leukemia.

I called Bill and we had a long talk. We talked about the things he loved, and about our times in the golf course. I finally screwed up the courage to tell him how much I had wanted to suck his cock, but did not have the courage to act on my feelings. I was shocked to hear him say how much he wanted me to suck his cock, and like me, did not have the courage to act on his feelings.

Bill died two weeks later, and his wife asked me to be a speaker at his funeral. At first, I was reluctant, but in the end, I relented and did speak. I had the assembled laughing and crying. I told many golfing stories, but as I did, the thought of Bill’s big cock ran through my mind. Something I still think and dream about.

I retired in 2003, but did not return to Florida. My late wife and I had two grown sons that followed us to NC from Florida. They settled here and both married local girls. So, when Malatya Escort Bayan I retired my wife was not moving back to Florida, her babies were here.

Following my retirement, we moved from Raleigh to the small town of Clayton about 18 miles SE of Raleigh and I joined a Tuesday/Thursday Senior’s Golf League.

It was in that golf league that I met the guy that I would finally suck. Many of the Senior men had wives that were no longer interested in sex, but most of the men remained horny dudes.

In my case, my late wife never refused me her pussy, but she did refuse to suck my cock.

I got friendly with a married guy named Don who was a member of the Senior’s group and had experience as cocksucker. He made no bones letting me know he would like to suck my cock. I told him I was a total novice, and had never had my cock sucked, nor had I ever sucked a cock.

Don asked me if I would like to play late one Wednesday afternoon when the golf course would be virtually empty. I said I could use the practice, and met him at the course at 5 pm.

When we were on the back nine, far from the clubhouse, he drove our cart into a storm shelter building and told me he was going to suck me off. He asked me to take my cock out and I complied. When his warm wet mouth engulfed my hardening cock, I virtually swooned. The feeling was exquisite.

Don was a lover of cock, and as I was to find out, a very good cocksucker.

He began licking the head of my cock, including the pee hole. That sent a thrill through my entire core. Then he began bobbing up and down sucking hard as he did. He kept it up until my entire cock was in his mouth. God, I loved it.

I was on the verge of cumming, but did not want to cum yet. I tried hard to hold back, but was not able. My cock exploded flooding Don’s mouth with my spunk. Which he greedily swallowed.

For the first time in my life, I had been sucked off, and I loved it.

Don continued to suck my cock squeezing every drop of cum as he could. Savoring it as he swallowed.

When he finally removed his mouth from my shrinking cock, he smiled, and said, “Your turn.”

I knew what he meant, but a cold chill coursed through me. As I contemplated what was coming next, Don removed Escort Malatya his cock from his pants.

I was surprised to find he had a cock that was smaller than mine. He was probably five inches hard, and had a droplet of precum on the pee hole.

He could tell I was reluctant, and said, “Come on you know you want to suck me.”

When I continued to hesitate, he placed his hand on my head and pulled it down toward his cock, when his cock was near my mouth, I snaked out my tongue and licked off the droplet of precum. I was surprised it was very sweet. I started to say something, but before I could, Don filled my mouth with his very hard cock. My instincts took over and I began sucking his cock.

Don moaned and said, “Damn Tommy, are you sure you have never sucked cock before.” I could only nod my head no.

I could feel Don’s cock throbbing in my mouth and knew I was enjoying sucking him. The thought ran through my mind, oh why I had never sucked my dear friend Bill.

I was able to take all of Don’s small cock in my mouth without gagging. There was no need to be able to deep throat. I would find out about that later.

I was having a good time sucking Don’s cock, when he admonished me to watch my teeth. If nothing else, that proved my inexperience at sucking cock.

Suddenly Don grabbed my head, and held it, as he, skull fucked me. Then he held and emptied his balls filling my mouth with hot bittersweet cum. At first, I tried to swallow, but soon began to gag with cum coming out my nose causing a burning sensation.

Finally, I was able to swallow most of the cum. I realized the bittersweet taste of cum was not all that unpleasant.

I had been sucked off, and had sucked my first cock, all on the golf course.

Overtime, Don and I sucked each other several more times. I even had him to my house once, after the passing of my wife.

Besides sucking me and feeding me his cock and cum, Don introduced me to a website where I have met many men. I’m now a very experienced cocksucker and even a bottom.

A Naval Doctor on temporary assignment at the Camp Lejeune Marine Base here in NC began chatting with me online, and expressed a desire to fuck me.

After chatting for some time, I finally agreed to meet him in a motel, where he fucked me. I ended up meeting him in that motel three times and he fucked me four times. Twice the last time we met, when he informed me, his temporary assignment was over, and he was being shipped out.

Getting fucked for the first time, by the Doctor, is another story.

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