My first attempt at erotic fiction. Lots of focus on supersized endowments. Hope you guys like it!

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John’s back had been hurting him for weeks.

Working hunched over a computer every day, John would often realize he had not moved from his position for hours at a time. The moment he would go to stand up his back would protest, almost as if it had grown accustomed to his slouched position.

John’s chiropractor has recommended stretching periodically and informed him that he could take a heroic dose of aspirin every day. John tried his best to stretch periodically but his back still remained tight and uncomfortable.

This is how John found himself standing outside a massage parlor. He had never gotten a professional massage before, but with a budget healthcare plan, the strip-mall massage parlor seemed like it was worth trying out.

John was nervous as he walked through the door of the parlor. He was greeted by the sound of a door chime and a sparely decorated waiting area with pastel green walls and a few chairs. An old woman with grey hair sat behind a desk. As he entered she looked up and gave him a kind smile.

“Welcome” she said.

“Hello” John replied. “I haven’t been in here before. Do I…” John hesitated while looking around the room. “Do I need to make an appointment?”

“You can make an appointment. But we can accommodate you now if you’d like.” She said, still smiling.

“Perfect.” John said, allowing himself to smile back at her.

The old woman stood up and guided John through a doorway to her left. He walked behind her into a small corridor, then into another room with a massage table. John was a bit surprised at being brought to the table so quickly. He assumed there would be some sort of paperwork before getting to it, he hadn’t even giver her his name. But perhaps, John thought, this wasn’t that kind of establishment.

“Are you the masseuse?” John asked her.

“No. No.” She replied. “Amy will take car of you today. Go ahead and undress to your comfort level and lay on the table.” She motioned to the table.

“Oh, okay. Thank you.” He said. She nodded as she stepped backward and closed the door.

The room was quiet and dimly lit with nothing on the walls. John felt a bit uncomfortable in this unfamiliar situation. As he started to unbuckle his belt, he wondered if he was supposed to get completely nude.

He decided to undress down to just his underwear and he piled his clothing on a chair in the corner. He then climbed onto the padded massage table and laid down on his stomach. He placed his face into the padded opening at one end of the table and found himself looking down at the tiled floor.

After laying there for a moment, trying not to feel awkward, John heard the door crack opened.

“I see you are all ready to go.”

It was not the old woman, but a new voice. Her voice was soft but playful. John looked up from the hole in the table saw her facing away as she closed the door behind her. His eyes widened with surprise.

The woman had a very shapely figure. She was wearing white scrubs that fit tightly to her hourglass figure, but most notably, John found himself at eye level with her prominent behind. Her white pants were made of a thin material pulled tight across her shapely hips and thighs, but hung loose below her knee.

John had scarcely comprehended what he was seeing before she spun around and looked down at him. In this small room she was standing only a couple feet away from him. John looked up from her waist and to meet her gaze but he was stopped mid-way.

Looming over him were perhaps the largest breasts John had ever had the pleasure to see in person. They stood prominently on her thin torso, barely contained within her tight top. He had thought her pants had been tight on her ample bottom, but her top was truly overstuffed. The metal snaps that held the two sides together looked to be straining to contain her bosom and the fabric was rippled as it struggled to conform to her shape.

After what felt like several seconds of blatant staring John finally managed to make eye contact with her. He was again taken aback. She was stunning, with high cheekbones, dark eyes, and full lips adorned in red lipstick. Her hair was dark, nearly black, worn back in a pony tail. Two pieces of hair hung down on either side, framing her face beautifully.

She was grinning as she looked down at him. John figured she must know how much of a knockout she is, and must be used to getting that kind of reaction from men. Regardless, John felt embarrassed after having blatantly gawking at her.

“H- hello.” John finally managed to speak.

“Hi.” She said. “My name is Amy. I’ll be taking care of you today.”

“I’m John.” He replied. He replied, noticing his heart rate had quickened significantly.

She walked to the side of the table. She was carrying a small basket full of different bottles, which John assumed to be various massage oils. Draped over her arm was a white towel.

As she walked John could see her breasts bouncing obscenely before she was out of his field of view. John wondered to himself if they even made bras big enough for tits like hers. If they did they probably would be special ordered. No off-the-shelf bra would accommodate someone who had both a thin waist and enormous breasts.

The sound of Amy sitting her basket on the ground brought him back to reality.

“So, what brought you in today, John?” Amy spoke while standing at the edge of the table.

John turned partially on his side, propping himself up on one elbow, so that he could look up at her once again.

“Well, my back has been causing me a lot of discomfort.”

“I figured as much.” Amy said with a laugh. “I can massage you anywhere you would like, but most people come in here complaining of back pain.”

John’s heart fluttered at the implications of her statement. “Well…” He started. “Mostly my lower back has been bothering me, but I also have a lot of tightness around my shoulders.”

“Fair enough” Said Amy. “Lie back down and I’ll get started. Do you have any preference for oil scents?”

“Uhhh… Not in particular.” John replied while turning to again lay his face in the padded hole.

Amy reached down and plucked a small bottle from her basket and set it on the edge of the table.

“Have you been here before, John?” Amy asked.

“No. I’ve never gotten a massage before actually.”

“Well, Ill be sure to make this an extra special massage.” Amy said. John could almost hear her grinning through her sultry voice.

Amy poured a bit on the oil in the center of John’s back. He was surprised that the oil was actually warm. John guessed that they warmed the oil up in advance to make it more comfortable. The feeling was actually kind of pleasurable.

A floral scent reached John’s nose just as Amy’s hands touched his back. She began to rub the oil up the length of his back up to his shoulders. Her touch was soft but deliberate. John’s heart was still pounding due to being in the presence of this unbelievable beauty. But slowly, he was beginning to relax.

Amy expertly kneaded her fingers in John’s upper back and shoulders. She applied pressure in all the right places, slowly working out the knots in John’s muscles.

“How does that feel, John?”

John paused for a moment before replying. “It’s incredible.”

“Good.” She said. It sounded to John almost as if she was whispering in his ear.

She moved down to his lower back. Here she worked up and down the muscles along his spine. John began to feel as if he was going to melt as he took in the sensation of Amy’s fingers and breathed the delightful scent of the oil.

Amy then began to work back up John’s back, and began massaging the far side of his upper back. Her hanging breasts gently grazed John’s arm as it lay by his side. John, still deeply relaxed, felt the touch of her tremendous bosom. He could picture them stretching that tight, white fabric as she expertly worked over him. He could only imagine that they would be bouncing and jiggling as she moved. This image caused a twitch in John’s crotch.

“Would you like me to massage your neck, John? A lot of tension can be stored in your neck and you can feel it all the way down in your back” Amy said while tracing her fingers down the length of his spine.

“Sure.” He replied.

Amy wiped away the excess oil from John’s back with the white towel. She then positioned herself over John’s so that she could reach both of her hands on the sides of his neck. She rubbed gently before leaning further forward. She rested her forearms on John’s upper back and then rested her chest on his back.

“Sorry, I need to lean on you a bit to get your neck.” She said while massaging more deeply the muscles that run up to the base of his skull.

John’s voice caught in his throat. He could feel the warm expanse of her breasts as they spread out across him. Even through the taught fabric of her top he could feel how soft they were. There was no doubt in his mind that they were natural. Huge and natural.

“How does that feel, John?” She asked again.

“Very… nice.” He replied as the sensation in his underwear began to develop into something more serious.

“I’m glad you like it.” This time she really was whispering right in John’s ear. She rested more of her weight on him. She wiggled her torso side to side slightly while pressing her enormous breasts into his back. She was obviously teasing him now.

Here's the first installment of a story I'm writing. I promise more will come tomorrow.

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The bet had gone awry.

Lately, my and my wife's sexual life had been cooling down, as it often does years into the relationship. We decided to discuss fantasies, and how we might act on them to "spice things up." I was first to share a fantasy of mine; a threesome with another woman. When she reluctantly agreed, I was excited to no end about the prospects; but then my wife inserted a "friendly bet" into the proceedings.

As we discussed our upcoming threesome one evening, she laid out the terms. Stroking my hard member between her forefinger and thumb, she said "I'll bet you can't last more than three minutes with both women pleasing you."

Through the haze of pleasure provided by her stroking and my own egotistical imagination, I scoffed. "Ha! Well, what do I get if I CAN last more than three minutes?"

She smiled demurely, bringing her two fingers a little faster up and down all 4 inches of my somewhat less-than-impressive manhood. "Well, you've always wanted to try anal. You'll be the first to conquer me up my tight little asshole...if you can make it past the three minute mark."

I grunted in extacy at the thought. She had never let anyone touch her asshole before, much less do anal. I would be the first man to own her in that way. Her rhythm, pumping my member, began to increase.

"Sounds...amazing," I got out between panting breaths. "It's a bet."

"Ah, ah, ah...we didn't discuss what I get if you lose."

I was getting close.

She continued, "If your little peanut can't last longer than those three minutes...I get to have some new partners come over and please my tight little pussy."

An image flashed through my brain of my wife opening her legs for her "new partners." Though it gave me a moment's pause, it also fueled my burning erection.

"OK..." I agreed, sure that I could last the three minutes without problem. "Hell," I added cockily, "make it four partners! Hah." I grinned.

She smiled again, her fingers working harder. Her pert C cups were jiggling in the most fascinating manner. "Four partners? Pretty sure of yourself, huh?"

I grinned in reply.

"Well, sweetheart...there is one more thing. They have to be bigger than little mini-me here. Twice as big would be nice." She gave a pitying nod to my manhood, pursing her lips in baby-talk.

I looked down at my penis, pinned pathetically between her finger and thumb and even then almost eclipsed. At that moment I had never felt tinier...and also, more turned on. What the hell, she wasn't going to win this bet anyhow.

"You got it. Whatever you want...but you're not going to win!"

Her pace increased appreciably, and I suddenly felt my grape-sized nuts tighten spasmodically. Her nipples brushed up against my chest as she whispered softly in my ear:

"It's a bet." I came like a firehose.

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I won't go too much into the sorry details. Our lady friend who was to be our third came over the next night. I was as happy as a clam. After a light dinner and more than a few drinks, we got straight into it.

She was a petite redhead with milky white skin, smallish A cup tits and a firm little heart-shaped ass. I was ready and raring to go after we all stripped down, when it happened; she bent over, spread her ass open, and invited my cock in, while working her tongue around my wife's open pussy. My wife looked up at me, grinned devilishly, and held up something she had been concealing in her hand...a stopwatch.

Before I knew what was happening, I felt my cock spasming. It was like it was happening in slow motion...I grasped desperately at the base of my dick to try and calm down, but it was too late. I pumped out every ounce of cum in my balls, humping the air in frustration. I hadn't even penetrated.

My wife's grin didn't leave her face as she pressed the lap button. "Awww, poor little guy...22 seconds." She stifled a giggle.

Yes, the bet had gone awry.

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"Here's how this will work." My wife stood next to me, dressed in the sluttiest outfit I had ever seen on her. She wore 6" heels, a next-to-nothing g-string, and a push-up lace bra that made the best of her assets. She had done her long brown hair into two girlish pigtails, an extra touch that made me all the more envious that I wouldn't get to pull on them.

"Now, I have lined up a few prospects. You remember the terms of our little bet, sweetie." She ran her finger down my chest. "I love you dearly, but I don't think we've ever really had the chance to discuss a major factor in our love life." Her finger traced my package, showing through my pants as a little nub.

She blurt out suddenly, "I'm sorry, my love, but it's just so tiny. You poor thing...I know you can't do anything about having such a small package. But I can't help wondering what a COCK would feel like. You know...a COCK." She grabbed my package lightly for emphasis, gazing distractedly off over my shoulder as she spoke.

She snapped back into reality. "So, I'll be in the bedroom waiting for each of our new friends. Your job is to make sure that each man fulfills the requirements."

"The requirements?" I gulped.

"Yes." She handed me a tape measure.

My stomach sank a bit as I realized what I would have to do.

"I've picked them from personal ads, and they claim that they measure up...but before you send them in, sweetie, we have to make sure that they really are what they claim. I don't want to waste my time."

I nodded, slowly. I noticed she had started fingering herself.

"You can wait out here for now, while they..." her breathing got heaver. "You know, while they are in there with me." She suddenly blurt out, "I just can't imagine. I've never felt a big cock, you know, a BIG COCK inside of me. I'm sorry honey but I just have to." She was gasping for breath and plunging her fingers into her pussy, which dripped visibly.

The doorbell interrupted us. She gasped. "Our first suitor is here...please make sure he has what I need, sweetheart. And make him feel at home." With that she dissapeared into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

My first time posting here so I’m not too sure about how it all works but here is 2 throw away short erotic stories I came up with but stopped short. They’re from a book I’ve been writing for the last couple of years. I wasn’t sure if I should add them to it or leave them out. But I want to share my work and get opinions on the style of writing. Constructive criticism is welcome! The book is about a young guy finding love and experiencing firsts while his guide from a different world helps him.
This story should only be read by persons over the age of 18.






As soon as I take her shirt off, mine goes next. She arches into me and her breasts are soon in my mouth. Her moans increase in volume. I’m sucking and biting her nipples. Pulling her thong to the side I rub her bud, teasing her. This is just...I can’t even form words. I pick her up and lay her on the bed. Her shorts are off, and by god, she’s beautiful. I can’t help but to lean down and lick her. She’s grabbing my hair while I devour her. Running my tongue all along her slit. She’s so wet it’s dripping. She’s soon cumming in my mouth and I can’t take it anymore. My pants are off and I’m putting on a condom. I put her on the edge of the bed and before she knows it I’m at her entrance and pushing. I look at her and make sure she is sure about this. Her answer is to kiss me.
I plunge deep and moan at how marvelous this feels. Her legs were on my shoulders making me go so deep in her it made her scream. This is amazing. I never thought it would feel like this. It makes me feel on top of the world. Her moans are music to my ears. I don’t want this to end so I find a new position for us to try. I flip her on her stomach, smacking that plump ass of hers. She’s pushing back against me, meeting me thrust after thrust. I grab her hair and pull her up towards me. Biting down on her neck, I notice the bracelet isn’t in her hair anymore. Must have fallen out.
I’m fucking her so hard, the bed is hitting the wall. I flip her on her back and she wraps her legs around my waist. Man, this is...I can’t even...I just...my god. She feels marvelous. I kiss her passionately. Her breasts are in my mouth once again. She’s scratching my back. I’m sure I’ll have marks in the morning. We went on like that for hours. Changing positions. Trying anything she could handle. No resting. Just sex. Mind blowing, incredible, outstanding sex. I just didn’t want to stop.












Why don’t you do that with something in there?” I slowly put my finger in her mouth and at first she does nothing. My finger just sits in her mouth. Then she slowly sucks. Damn. That was hot. I pull her towards me and kiss her like it’s the last time. She stops me and gets on her knees. Oh yes. This is really happening. She unbuttons my jeans and pulls them off along with my boxers. I spring out.
“I’ve never done it before.”
“Really? Me either.”
We both laugh.
She’s unsure of what to do so she just kisses it. I almost cum just from the warmth of her lips. She puts the tip in her mouth and swirls her tongue around. Fuck. No wonder everyone likes it so much. She takes me out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ and takes her clothes off. Very slowly I might add. Back on her knees again she puts me in her mouth and starts to play with herself. After a while she starts to moan. The combination of her hand and her mouth have me on the edge of the couch. The strokes of her hand and the warmth of her mouth have me cumming in seconds. I pull her off her knees and sit her on the couch, spreading her legs. I devour her pussy. She grinds into my face trying to make herself cum. But I slow down and prolong it for as long as I can. She grabs my hair and pretty much fucks my face.
“Yes Jace! Oh i’m cumming!”
She squirts in my mouth and I happily lap it up.

Does anyone have any wild roommate or college frat stories?

I had been using the same gym for a while and pretty much kept myself to myself. On occasion I would see someone i recognised but never really wanted to get into a conversation, I was just there to work out and lose the stress of the day.
A couple of times I saw a client I recognised. My job takes me to clients homes and I had visited this chap and his wife a few times over the years. To be honest, I always got a "vibe" from him but it was always a professional setting and never crossed any line. He was a little older than me, tall and in good shape - this is before I saw him at the gym.
He was usually at the gym with another guy. This guy was one of those who spent a lot of time in the changing rooms fully naked. Like he needed to air dry.. in fact, i noticed that the busier the changing rooms were the longer he stayed naked. Still, it was nice to see, I didn't mind at all. I just had to dress quickly so as not to show my growing hardon.
Then one day, everything moved up a gear..
I had finished working out and headed to the showers and changing rooms. I walked in, immediately saw naked guy, nodded and said hi with a smile. He responded with the same, full-frontal display.
I took a shower, long and hot to wash the sweat away. As I stood in the shower I heard "hello". Opened my eyes and saw my "client" stood next to me. It was a nice sight - I knew he looked fit but he really was in good shape with a nice meaty dick hanging. I replied "hello" trying to keep my eyes up. His eyes were scanning me.
"You heading to the steam room..?" he asked.. "no, I don't usually have the time, gotta get home" was my reply.
"Shame.. we always spend a while in there after - it really helps relax. Good place to chat too"
"okay, I'll give it a go - do i need shorts on?" my curiosity was getting hold of me.
"no - we usually just take our towels. I'll meet you in there"
He (my client) left the showers - i'm sure his dick was semi - and he and naked guy headed off towards steam room with their towels around their waist.
My heart was beating and I could feel that overwhelming desire rising - the one that takes hold and before you know it you up to no good. I got my towel, wrapped securely and headed to steam room.
I opened door and saw just the two of them in there luckily. It wasn't very big so almost at capacity with the three of us - one on each bench. "Welcome" my client said with a chuckle.. "so how's business?" - the question i least enjoy answering.
"oh not so bad". I hoped my short reply would move the chat on.
"its good to have a third person join us" naked guy said. I noticed he spread his legs when he said it and was looking directly at me. I could feel my dick twitch. "certainly is" said my client. This is the point it all started.
My client had his hand under the fold of his towel and I could see some movement through the steam. Naked guy then stood and dropped his towel saying "fuck this, i cant bear wearing anything in here. Keep an eye out through the door will you?"
The gym was pretty quiet and I could see the changing room was empty. "You're all good" i said "theres no one about"
"Perfect" said my client and with that he stood, took off his towel and let loose his erection. It was a stunner and i knew there was no hiding mine anymore so i too lost the towel.
"look at us - three fit fellas with our dicks out" said naked guy - also now erect. With that naked guy got to his feet, took a step closer, looked me in the eyes and said "i REALLY want to suck your cock until you shoot down my throat". I almost came. He lowered to his knees and set to work. I could still see through the door, we were alone and the excitement was immense. My client was sitting to my right and slowly jerking his dick watching. I stared at his erection while i was getting the sexiest blow job i think i ever had. When i looked up he was looking directly at me and, just like a porn movie, he lowered his eyes to his own cock and suggested i blow him. "come suck this for me". I couldn't move fast enough.
We took turns blowing each other and watching the door. At one point a trainer entered changing rooms and started showering which only added to the intensity I had watching him shower while i was getting blown.
We all came, showered, dressed and headed home.
I moved gyms a little while later and still regret it as I am fairly sure this could have been a regular thing. I still see my client occasionally in town but apart form a smile, nothing is ever said.

Does anyone have any John Person comics saved?

My favorites are Painting Class or the one with the lady moving into the neighborhood and the guys run a train on her.

This is a real story that happened to me a few months ago, it's hot and i tought it would be nice to share it.

So i was on badoo app and a profile near my location appeared, a 25 year old hot basketball player, he was tall, well built, brunette, with a dark beard and nice smile. I decided to message him but i didn't expect to get a reply. I knew he was there to find some hot chicks to fuck but i was like ''you never know, why not?''

I did get a reply, he was actually really kind, he told me he is str8, he just needed his dick sucked, nothing else. He told me he wasn't interested on kissing or anything else and i was fine with it. Suckig off horny str8 dudes is my favorite thing in the world and it's something that doesn't happen very often to me. He said he had his dicked sucked by dudes before and he was in a really horny mood that day. He also asked me if i can deepthroat him cause he has a really big dick and none of the women he's been with managed to do it, i promised i'd try my best. He then sent me a dick pic without me even asking him, yes it was big, around 20cm and thick. I told him great lets meet up then, and since we both don't live alone we decided to meet in a public parking lot at night, stay in my car.

I got really excited and couldn't believe how lucky i was that he accepted to meet me, i was scared too cause meeting a total stranger for sexual stuff isn't the easiest thing in the world for me but i really wanted to do it with him. I thought till the last minute he would change his mind and never show up, this is what str8 guys do when they are horny but then decide to jerk off alone, they usually disappear.

So i arrived first at the public parking lot at night, there were very few parked cars around it was a reall dark night and no one was walking by so it was very quiet. A few moments later i see a white car arriving, he told me he has a white one, and my heart started pounding even quicker. He parked right next to my car, we saw each other from the window, he got out and open my car's door, he made a handshake and told his name and sat right next to me.

He was even cuter in person actually and had a great attitude, very positive vibes. We chatted for a couple of minutes for random stuff and then he said ''i'm not really sure what i sould do now, how do we start?'' I told him to relax and started rubbing his thigh. He said, i am very relaxed and from his body language i understood he liked me rubbing him. After a while i reached for his dick, i started rubbing it and he was already horny, hard as a rock. He moans a bit and then takes off his shorts, a long hard beautiful penis comes out and he is there smiling at me waiting for me to suck him.

I started slowly sucking his dick head, as soon as my tongue touched his head i hear his moan stronger and when i did put more in my mouth his moans louder, leans back in the chair and starts touching his head with his hands. I love a moaner and all this situation made me feel crazy good. I kept going harder and he would moan harder or say ''OMG you're doing a great job!!!'' I kept sucking his dick then reached for his balls, and his moans made me harder and harder. After a while i needed a few seconds break so i stopped sucking and wet as his dick was from my saliva i just jerked him slowly. He looks at me and says ''it's the first time i'm doing this'' i asked him ''what do you mean? getting sucked in a car?'' he replied ''no getting a blowjob from a guy'' i said ''what? i thought you had done it before'' he said ''no i lied i only had a hand job from a guy before but for a few moments didn't even cum, do you mind it's my first time?'' i was like ''noooo of course not, i'm just surprised that's all''

What he told me made me even hornier, i could believe i was the first guy giving him a blowjob, i really wanted him to enjoy it as much as possible. So i lean again and start sucking him hard until i managed to deepthoat his long dick, he moaned like crazy and kept repeating ''you're amazing, it's unbelievable feels great''
His hands where always on the back of his head and i told you he could grab my head and push me on his cock if he wanted to, he only did it for a few seconds and then put them back again, i understood he didn't want more touching. I kept sucking like i would suck the soul out of his cock. He asked me if he could play with my dick for a while and i told him, sure, we both were sitting on the car chairs playing each others dicks for a while. Then i kept sucking him and i think he grabbed my ass for a while. Suddenly he says ''oh i really want to fuck you right now'' and turns to look at the back of my car. I told him i'd love to but i don't feel comfortable doing it on a public place, i'd do it with him somewhere more privet. I kept sucking him and after a few minutes he told me he felt amazing but he didn't think he could cum cause the fact that we where on a parking lot stressed him out. I asked him if we could try a little more cause i really wanted to taste his cum. He said ok, started jerking his dick while i'm suckig his dick head and after a few moments i hear him moaning loudly and his hot cum run in my mouth. It was the tastiest cum i ever tasted.

After he came he had a face of happines and relaxation he thanked many times and told me hoe much fun all of this was. I told him i'd love to see him again since we both had so much fun, it was an amazing experience for me too. We chatted for a while and then he got in his car and left.

We follow each other on instagram and i was expecting him to message me soon since he enjoyed it so much but he didn't. I was sure he would cause, since it was so good why not do it again? I did message him a week later and he told me he has a girlfriend. He thanked me again and told me how amazing it was.

It's been 2 months, i really hope he messages me again one day...

“I wonder when Lee will be coming back, I was hoping to see him succeed. Seemed like a nice lad” Paul said.

Paul, Victor, and Tyrell sat patiently waiting for their team member to arrive back from the elimination battle but nobody ever arrived.

“Who cares, on our team or not we should be happy to see another person eliminated. One down…however many to go…” Victor snapped back.

Paul rolled him eyes and responded, “I mean…I assume we will merge at some point. It might be good to go into that with some numbers.”

“He has a point. We should all stick together when that time comes. It is only likely that the other teams have bonded and will do the same” Tyrell pitched in to say.

Tyrell thought to himself, do I really wanna go all the way to the end with Victor who I can’t stand or Paul who seems way more reasonable…

Team 2 were still enjoying their celebration.

Sebastion and not sat on opposite ends of the couch flirting with each other. Nate stretched out his leg and rubbed his foot back and forth over Sebastion’s crotch while just casually speaking to him as of he were not doing anything at all. Sebastion blushed and tried really hard to focus on what he was saying. He visible spot of pre cum appeared through Sebastion’s shorts. Nate grinned.

Mr.Grey walked in.

“Congrats on being the winning team. The winning team each round will get a prize. This round the prize is an advantage in the next competition. Good luck!”

“Oh perfect. We can steam roll.” Dave said.

On the floor of team 3 their was a very tense vibe.

Taylor had passed out on the couch. Little did he know the plan going down in the room behind him. Professor had Cubster and Martin standing before him undressed.

“Bitch boy, did the steal the 2 potions from the play room like I asked?”

“Yes Professor.” Martin replied reluctantly.

He stretched out his hands and handed 2 different potions over to Professor. On them read “Suggestive serum” and “30 day Chasity potion”.

Professor made both of his slaves take a swig of the charity potion and then very promptly pulled out 2 chastity cages from his suitcase and locked the boys up. The potion went to work fast. The guys suddenly had 30 days worth of no orgasm semen built up in their balls and they needed to cum bad.

As Taylor was sleeping he felt a presence and opened up his eyes but it was to late. A large hand shot down and covered his mouth. Professor hovered over him and put his finger to his mouth. “Shhhh if you k own what is best for you boy.”

Martin and Cubster each grabbed one of Taylor’s arms and held him in place.

“Drink this now. Just a swig.” Professor demanded, lifting the suggestive serum up to Taylor’s mouth. Taylor turned his head to the side.

“No way!”

“Get him under control!” Professor snapped.

Martin and Cubster used their free hands. Martin held one arm and Taylor’s head in place while Cubster held his other arm and sqeezed his mouth open with his free hand by squeezing the sides of Taylor’s mouth. A big enough opening was made that Professor could quickly dump the serum down Taylor’s throat.

The boys released him. Taylor felt very dizzy. His state of mind was to basically just go along with whatever he was told.

Professor easily persuaded him to put drink some of the chastity potion and locked him up with the other guys. Professor stepped back and looked at his 3 locked slaves.

“Perfect.” He muttered to himself.

“PLAYERS PLEASE MEET IN THE MAIN HALL FOR THE NEXT COMPETITION.”

All of the players gathered and were surprised at what they saw. I mid twenty something man was standing on a platform only big enough for his 2 feet. His arms outstretched willingly. He was a very handsome guy. The guys all noticed he was in a chastity cage which was a huge turn on.

Charlie introduced him.

“Guys this is Mark. He is a popular sub at our kink parties we host during the off seasons. We have had him locked in chastity for months now! However that is beyond the point…Today’s theme is tickling. I will start a timer and each team will be gang tickling Mark. When you can get him to touch even just one foot off of his platform then the timer will stop. The team with the shortest time will win. The 2 losing teams will have ALL members compete in a fetish battle and 1 person from each losing team will be eliminated!”

The guys gasped at this news. No vote.

The other teams would not be able to watch and would be in the play space 1 at a time so they couldn’t copy each other’s technique.

Team one was up first.

The timer began.

Paul quickly instructed his team, “Listen to me guys, I’ve done this plenty of times before. Focus on areas that he is probably not used to feeling touch. They will feel extra sensitive. I’ll go ears. Tyrell do the back of the knees. Victor you do the groin.”

Though Paul’s thing was more being an expert edger and milker, he had used tickling as a technique to get guys to back off the edge before.

Everyone quickly took their positions. Paul lightly tickled all around and inside Marks ears. Mark HATED it and kept Jenkins his head every which way but Paul’s fingers always followed no matter where he tried to jerk his head around. He kept squirming forwards and backwards between Victor and Tyrell who were in the front and back of him. The ticking behind his legs/knees really did him in and made his legs buckle. He collapsed onto the ground off of his small platform.

“Alright, 40 seconds… impressive!” Charlie said.

Team 2 arrived for their turn. Charlie explained they would have 30 seconds deducted from their time as the advantage they won from the first round.

The timer began.

It was a but unorganized with the guys just darting at different body parts and moving their fingers fast. It wasn’t ineffective as it had Mark laughing but they didn’t stay on one spot long enough. Dave and Shawn kept trying to speak over each other to direct the team on strategy but it was hard to get everyone to focus. Shawn noticed Sebastion was just distracted by Mark’s feet and not tickling at all.

“Come on Seb! Seriously?”

Shawn and Seb began to bicker back and forth while they tickled. Shawn expressed that he feels he is the weak link and all he does is flirt with Nate.

“Come on guys let’s stay focused.” Dave said. He jammed his finger into Mark’s belly button causing him to yelp and fly backwards off his platform.

“Well…I wish I knew that was the spot. I would have stayed in it all along.” Dave said chuckling to himself.

“1min 45seconds.” Because your advantage that makes your official time 1min 15 seconds." Charlie said.

Team 3 was the last to come out.

The time began.

Professor ordered the men to position one at each pit, the stomach, and he took care of the sides. Martin specifically was a very aggressive tickler. So focused. When he was horny he would get into a trance where it is almost animalistic. His fingers methodically tickled with just the right pressure to to get Mark flailing off the platform.

“OK ok I give up! Man you’re good aren’t you…” Mark said. Both as a compliment and with a bit of nervousness.

“You guys got 55 seconds. Unfortunately that means 2nd place.” Charloe said.

Charlie brought team 1 out and declared them the winners. They all embraced for a celebration hug. “The winning team always gets a prize. Last round it was an advantage in the next game. This round…your prize is a new teammate. Welcome your new team member Mark.”

Everyone was shocked. They had no idea Mark would be joining the game.

“Alright team 1 you can head back to your floor. It’s time for the elimination battle. One member of each of the losing teams will leave.”

Team 2 and 3 were all say on a bench. They all stretched out their legs and had their feet locked into stocks. Their arms were raised and cuffed so their entire underarms were exposed. The men were all given a blue liquid to fill their mouth full.

“You guys will be being tickled by some helpers. The goal is to not lose your drinks from your mouth. If even the smallest amount spills from your mouth…you’re out! READY SET GO!”

A wave of men flooded the room. One for each guy. Each of these men had the most devilish grins on their faces. Imagine this being your job. Getting to torment kinky dudes.

Paul was not to ticklish and giggled here and there but mainly just kept a focused mind. Sebastion on the other hand was not holding up well. The soles of his feet were painfully ticklish. With each scrape of a finger he thought he would spill. His face was beat red. Nate days old socks were peeled off. He got a bit of a break because the scent had the tickler backing away. Shawn was sensitive to touch all over. He made a squeezing noise through his shut mouth as he tried to hold the liquid in. His tickler digging into his arm pits. Sebastions eyes filled with tears. He was just on the brink of spilling and didn’t want to lose yet. Just seconds before Sebs liquid shot out Shawn lost control. “Ahhh I give up!” Shawn said. He had blue liquid spilling down his chin and all over himself.

Thank God Seb thought.

Over at team 3 Professor seemed to be doing just fine. He was used to being the one tickling. He was not very ticklish at all and was mostly stone faced. While Martin did struggle a bit he was very good at focusing on a spot on the wall and not breaking focus. Trying to just let his mind go somewhere else. Taylor and Cubster on the other hand were not doing to well. Taylor buckled on his bench while his soles were scratched up and down. Cubster felt he was using all his strength as he tried not to lose control the further his tickler pressed into his belly button. Eventually Cubster essentially threw up this blue liquid all over himself when it seemed like his tickler couldn’t push any further.

“Cubster and Shawn, I’m sorry to say you have been eliminated from the competition.”

Both men were left on their stocks as Mr.Grey and helpers painted over them. They were soon living, breathing statues. They were coated with a tickling powder from the factory in every ticklish spot imaginable. Between every toe, the soles, between fingers, pits, belly button, ears, groin, ect. Both of their statues were displayed next to the statues of Lee and Aaron. Poor Cubster did not just have to sit still and deal with the tickling sensation the rest of the show, he also had his chastity cage locking his 30 day load from the potion. His horny mind raced behind his peaceful still expression.

Who will be eliminated next time? Have any early favorites or least favorites? How will Mark integrate into his new team? Will team 1 be able to stick together like planned? Where will the relationship woth Seb and Nate Go? Will Martin and Taylor be able to break from Professor’s control? Find out next time on AMERICA’S NEXT TOP KINKSTER!

[Author Note: All the new characters in this story were created by and based on real people who enjoyed the first season of this series. Thank you so much to everyone who submitted a character! As always, comments mean everything to me so if you enjoyed, let me know and leave your thoughts, favorite moments, who your rooting for, or anything really! ]

I truly wasn't sure how I'd react to being shipped across the country and packed into a bustling college with thousands of people who I'd never met before. At home, I was quite shy and had spent most of my teenage years keeping myself to myself, in school however, I held an authority that most of the students could only dream of. Now I was venturing into the big bad world all by myself, and to say I was nervous was the understatement of the century.

Everything was bigger here. The cars, the buildings and especially the college. My high school had been tiny in comparison, but this place was like a swarming metropolis. Everywhere I looked, people of all shapes, sizes, colours and creeds hurried along to somewhere. It was easy to tell who was new and who wasn't, but I was sure that I looked more out of place than all of them.

The first stop was a large hall where we'd be introduced to some important people, then it was onto the most terrifying aspect of the whole situation. The dorm rooms.

I'd been dreading it for months. How were people so comfortable with sharing the most private parts of their lives with random strangers? I couldn't even use a urinal in company, and now I was being expected to live in a tiny room with someone? It was absurd, and very nearly made me rethink the entire thing.

In the hall, my eyes scanned the crowd. Most of them looked how I felt. Nervous, uncomfortable, perhaps even a little scared, but as I continued to study them, I found Jax. I didn't know it was Jax at the time, of course, but I was going to find out, very, very soon.

He was sat between two older guys, but they all had that smug air of confidence about them. I mean, I could understand why, the three of them were absolutely beautiful in the most rugged of ways. Jax had a thick mane of golden hair which fell, windswept across his forehead. Even from across the room I could see his thick thighs, beefy arms and firm chest beneath his clothes.

I did my best to remain hidden in the crowd, but something about the young man drew my eye, until a few minutes passed and I grimaced as I watched him publicly shove his hand down his shorts and scratch at his junk. He didn't even try to hide it, his hand scrubbed up and down for a moment, until he pulled it out, and much to my horror, took a long, deep whiff.

I gawped at him. There must have been a couple of hundred people around him, yet he didn't seem to have a care in the world, and when I looked back, I almost gasped. He reached the same hand up to the young man on his right and rubbed it down his face. Assault, surely! Yet his friend only laughed, and punched him in the arm. How vile.

By the time the meeting had concluded, I was one of the first out the door. The building with the dorm rooms was just across campus, and I was eager to get there first so that when my new roommate arrived, I would be all ready to set the ground rules for a productive, pleasant stay.

It was on the third floor, so I was already breathless by the time I jammed the key into the door and found myself in a room that measured no more than twelve by twenty. Two twin beds were crammed next to each other, with a tiny walkway between them, and as soon as I saw that, my stomach clenched.

How on earth was anybody meant to sleep like that? It was practically a double bed! I tried to push them further apart, but it was useless. Aside from that, there were only two desks, two chairs, a tiny bathroom and some storage facilities, and now I really began to wonder if I'd made a huge mistake in coming here.

As I began to work out the rules which would hopefully make this more bearable, I felt myself sweat profusely. With any luck, my roommate would be someone like me. Someone respectful and kind, someone who understood the need for privacy and someone who was intelligent enough for casual conversation when the need should arise.

I paced by the window, hands clasped behind my back and my shirt and tie fixed to provide the best first impression. Having been the head prefect in high school, I was no stranger to rules and regulations, and my new roommate was simply going to have to accept that.

I heard the key in the door and my heart began to race in my chest.

"Calm down, Elliot" I told myself, inhaling deeply through my nose, and exhaling as calmly as possible through my mouth.

The door almost burst from its hinges as it crashed against the wall and immediately left a mark on the plaster. I gasped audibly, and gasped again when the young man who'd been scratching his genitals in the hall strolled in.

"Sup" he sniffled, and launched his bag onto the bed nearest the window.

For a moment I couldn't speak. What sins had I committed? What crimes had I been accused of in a previous life to warrant this? I simply watched as he pushed down on the bed with his hands, stood up and belched.

"I don't know about you" he said, stretching his muscular body, "but I'm fucking exhausted".

He fell back onto the bed and almost immediately began to snore, and I realised in that moment, that this was going to be disastrous unless I nipped it in the bud, right this instant.

"Excuse me" I said, loud and firm, and he pulled the pillow over his head.

My mouth fell open. How incredibly rude!

"Excuse me!" I said again, louder this time, until he groaned and looked around at me.

Yes, he was very handsome. In fact, he was probably the most handsome young man I had ever laid eyes on, but that excused absolutely nothing.

"I... I think we should set some ground rules" I told him, my voice rather shaky for a prefect, "firstly, my name is Elliot Oliver Ribbons, and yours?"

He looked at me like he'd accidentally stepped on an insect.

"Jax" he said "Byrne".

"Well, Jax Byrne" I replied indignantly, "I –"

"Look, Elio Robbins, or whatever the fuck your name is" he interrupted, and my eyes widened, "there's only two things in this world that I like to wake up to, and that's a pussy on my cock or a mouth on my cock, and you ain't doing either of those things, so unless you get that mouth around my cock, I'm going back asleep".

I felt physically wounded as the athletic young man turned over in the bed and within a matter of seconds, began to snore loudly once more. I couldn't believe my eyes, nor my ears. How on earth could we continue like this? If he was so comfortable with such vulgarity so early on in our roommate relationship, how would the rest of the year go?

The idea made me queasy, but he was quite a large man, and I was quite not, so using my better judgement, I sat down on what was evidently my own bed, and lay back as his symphony of snoring continued to rattle the room.

I had never been spoken to like that before. Back in high school, I had commanded the respect of all the students, or at least I thought I had. Maybe there had been one or two incidents, but that was another matter. For now, I'd have to fight fire with fire. Jax would need to learn some basic manners, and who better to teach him but me?

As I considered my game plan, I felt my eyes close. He was right about one thing, it had been a long day so far, and I was quite tired. My brain continued to mull over the situation until it went blank completely, and I drifted off to sleep.



When I woke, I did so to the sound of music that made my intestines twist. It was loud, obnoxious, and quite frankly, distasteful. I opened my eyes, and found that the large light was on overhead, and Jax was fixing his hair in the mirror.

That wasn't what drew my attention. What drew my attention, was the fact that whilst Jax scruffed up his honey coloured hair, the rest of his body remained completely and utterly naked.

I stared at him. His back was to me, which allowed my eyes to gaze upon two large, plump, and admittedly, spectacular ass cheeks. They were like two planets, two orbs, two globes! I couldn't take my eyes off them, until my roommate spun around with a grin on his handsome face.

"I caught you looking" he said, nodding toward the mirror, but once again, it wasn't his face that I was looking at.

Nestled between his thick thighs, hanging below a splash of black, curly hair, and protecting his long, heavy looking sack, a cock of at least five or six inches soft stared back at me. He was uncut, and the loose foreskin hung over his glans.

"I... I... I was not!" I stated, but it was like his dick had put a spell on me, and all I could do was gawp at the attractive phallus.

"Really?" he smirked, "looked like you were, bro".

I didn't answer him. I couldn't answer him. I simply watched as Jax slowly stepped into his crisp white boxer briefs and slid them up his firm, strong legs. When he was covered up, his package bulged in them, and I felt myself become rather excited.

I remained glued to the bed as my roommate finished dressing.

"So listen, Robin Hood" he said, though his tone didn't sound satirical in the slightest, "I like fucking".

I felt like I was in a perpetual state of shock with this young man. On what planet was I like fucking, a reasonable conversation starter?!

"And I fuck a lot, so if I was you, I'd just get used to that, alright? Sweet, see you later".

With those words, Jax, who looked remarkably well, strolled casually from the dorm and ripped the door closed behind him.

"There's no need to be so aggressive with it!" I called, but my voice was only loud enough for me to hear it.

In the hours that followed the wild encounter with the wild young man, all I could do was sit there and try to work out how I was going to get a transfer to another room. It was unfortunate, because it felt like everything had gotten off to a bad start, but there was absolutely no way that I could remain in a room with Jax.

Whatever my plan was to be, it would have to wait until tomorrow at least. It was nearly midnight, and after a quick conversation with my mother and father back home, I donned my pyjamas and crawled into bed.



"Oh it's so big!"

I thought it was a dream at first. A very strange, very sexually explicit dream, until the noises became louder, and the audio description became even more graphic.

"I'm your little slut, baby" the woman's voice purred, "stick it in my asshole, and shoot your cream inside me!"

Excuse me!? I sat up in the bed, my eyes darting around the darkness of the room until I found the moving mound in the bed next to me.

"Christ on a bike!" I barked, and then came a squeal, a gasp, a jerk, and suddenly the mound fell from the bed, and two people stood up.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!" The woman yelped, covering her modesty with the bedsheet as Jax stood naked and erect next to her.

"My fucking roommate" he groaned, "go back asleep Rabbit, I told you I'd have company".

"Company?!" The woman barked, and I was quite glad that she was doing all the talking. "So you knew I'd come back with you!?"

In the dim light, I saw Jax shrug his naked shoulders.

"I didn't know it would be you" he explained, and she smacked him on the chest and grabbed her discarded clothes before rushing from the room.

Jax followed for a moment, but seemed to lose interest about halfway toward the door. I heard him yawn, then I heard him urinate and then the tap turned on, and I was glad that he knew how to wash his hands, at least.

The large light burst on a minute later, and I winced at it as my naked roommate returned. I expected him to be furious, but it was almost like he'd forgotten what had just happened. He reached down, shoved all the sheets and pillows back onto his bed, and turned around to face me.

"Well hurry up about it" he said, stretching his large arms over his head, "I'm a bit drunk, and a lot tired".

I stared at him, my eyes once again being drawn to his penis which had droplets of water dripping from the tip.

"I washed it" he nodded, rubbing his eyes, "I know you people don't like the taste of pussy".

In that moment, everything seemed to freeze around me. What had he just said? And what did he mean by you people?! I gawped at him, then at his penis.

"I'm sorry?" I half gasped.

"Yeah, you should be" he scoffed, "I was about to stick it in her ass".

"No, no... I mean, what?!"

Jax stared at me and cocked a brow as though he'd never met me before. Was he sleepwalking? Sleepfucking?

"Are you wearing pyjamas?" He sniggered, and I felt highly insulted.

"Yes" I replied, "though it is weather dependant, it's quite chilly in here".

"Whatever" he sighed, "just drain my balls so we can both go back asleep".

I shook my head. Not to decline the very strange invitation, but to rid myself of the fog in my brain which was surely the cause of this whole situation.

"I'm not sure that I follow you" I replied, though I could already feel my bottoms begin to tent.

Jax sighed dramatically.

"Listen, man" he said, grabbing his flaccid pole by the base and shaking it at me, "maybe you don't know Bro Code, but you fucked up my date, so now you have to take over, suck my dick and we'll forget this ever happened".

My entire body buzzed with the strangest feeling. The prospect was glorious, but completely absurd. I didn't know this man, and he certainly didn't know me, yet he remained by my bedside, and if I wasn't mistaken, his penis had already stiffened slightly.

"That is outrageous" I gasped, but Jax's eyes were now closed and he shook his cock at me again.

"It won't take long" he mumbled, "I was almost there when you interrupted me".

"Excuse you!" I spat, "it was actually you who interrupt..."

His hand closed around my hair and dragged me forward. It wasn't painful, but it certainly caught me off guard, and as his genitals pressed against my face, I recoiled in horror.

"That, mister!" I yelped, "is assault!"

"Are you gonna' suck my dick or not?" He asked, and for the first time, I actually considered the question.

Why on earth was I refusing this? For as long as I could remember, all I had ever wanted to do was get intimate with another man. Of course, I had never told a living soul about that side of me, but now Jax was here, and it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to him.

I tried to compose myself, adjusting my erection in my bottoms, before taking a deep breath.

"You're drunk" I told him, "therefor you cannot consent".

Jax sniggered and stared at me.

"Oh, you're serious?" He said, and I nodded.

"Listen, Rupert, you're like one hundred pound of bone, I'm not worried about you taking advantage of me or anything, now can you please suck my dick so I can go to bed".

"My name is Elliot" I said sternly as I perched myself at the edge of the bed and suddenly I was between the young man's muscular legs.

"Elephant, right" he grunted, and plucked his thick cock between his thumb and finger, and pressed it against my lips.

That alone was enough to make my bottoms wet with pre-cum. Each breath sucked his musk into my lungs, and my mind raced with excitement as I took his warm rod into my mouth.

Evidently, Jax wasn't a very patient man. Both of his hands grasped my head as his foreskin rolled back to reveal his smooth, salty helmet. The taste on my tongue was extravagant, but when he dragged my head all the way down, I gagged violently.

He didn't seem remotely bothered by my inability to breathe. He used my head like a basketball, bouncing it up and down his hardening cock until my throat remained permanently open for him.

With each long stroke, he spilled strings of sharp fluid into my mouth, and I began gulping it down hungrily.

He was like a tap, pouring into me and filling my stomach with his virile juices. My face was a mess of liquids, spit, pre-cum and tears from choking. This should have been a barbaric, uncomfortable ordeal, yet I couldn't recall a time when I'd felt better.

My nose buried into his pubic hair, my chin pressed hard against his balls, and after a few minutes of vigorous face fucking, Jax grunted and began to spray my aching throat in coats of sperm.

It felt like I was drowning. Each time I managed to gulp a mouthful of the viscous liquid down my throat, more of it flooded my mouth. I felt it pour down my chin, burst from my nose, and finally, it was over.

Jax squeezed his long pole until the remnants of his load spilled out and onto my pyjama bottoms. He yawned again, scratched his balls and got back into bed. Meanwhile, I sat breathless and drenched in his cum.

"Um... Excuse me?" I gasped, but he waved his hand at me as he dragged the sheets back over his naked body and began to snore once again.

As I sat there, my brain scrambled to make sense of what had just happened. Jax had used me like a toy, like a Fleshlight, all because I interrupted his raunchy fling.

I lay back on the bed, leaving his load to dry on my face as I stared at the ceiling. Perhaps my new roommate wasn't as awful as I had once thought.

Trulybig, I thought you might be interested in knowing my reaction to the 3-some we had with you and my loving wife. Well it wasn’t so much of a 3some as me watching you two as you know. I decided I would share my own personal reaction and why I enjoyed the get together as much as Mary and you. You can share my experience and thoughts.

First let me compliment you in being a true gentleman. I very much appreciate that before ever meeting you were willing to communicate so I could know if we all were on the same page. Plus, no offense, but there are so many liars out in this internet world that I really had to make sure you had the big dick you claimed. You see, that was the point of meeting you. Mary wanted to experience sex with a very large penis and I wanted to watch her reactions and enjoyment. Well, pictures didn’t do you justice, I mean in the pics you have a very big long penis but when seeing it up close let’s just say wow. You put me to shame but that’s what we were seeking.

Mary normally is a pretty shy person. We do of course enjoy sex and our foreplay often has included a dildo larger than my own 5 ½ inches in combination of me going down on her. But, the idea of meeting a well-endowed guy was something we would fantasize about in foreplay although I never imagined she would agree to it for real. So, it was quite a number of years where we would play with the fantasy and then when contacting you it started to become real. I will skip all that you know about our preliminary multiple phone and email conversations.

When you came to our home I can say before you arrived, Mary and I were both nervous although avoiding really talking about it. Fortunately, again as a gentleman and easy going guy you made us and especially Mary feel more comfortable. I am glad we didn’t waste too much time talking and went into the bedroom. I will share because you don’t know Mary as I do after 20 years of marriage, but I expected to see a very shy woman. That’s why I told her to remove your shorts because I felt if she kind of jumped into participating it would eliminate her fears. However, I didn’t expect how she seems so into it. I will never forget her pulling down your shorts and immediately grasping and holding your penis staring at it like a scientist examining in a lab. You may recall I asked her, “So, what do you think?” I loved her excited voice simply saying, “It’s so large.” Well, I looked at your cock too and even though you maybe were only slightly erect it was much longer and fatter than mine already. I was envious as I would love to see a woman’s reaction similar to Mary when first seeing it. It was certainly a penis worthy of much respect even in that semi-state.

I think it was good that you took some control and leadership. It quite frankly seemed correct with a guy having a very big penis to be a man so to speak in the bedroom. When you climbed on the bed with your balls and big cock swinging down between your legs to me that was a very erotic sight. Mary obviously was very excited because she immediately went down on you. I again was surprised that she wasn’t shy at all. Evidently she was very turned on because she normally doesn’t seem to want to do oral for very long. I think it was good on my part that I played with her at that point too removing her clothes. I had intended to go down on her during that time but again with you taking control you quickly did that instead of me. I think from watching you the both of you were enjoying it.

Normally with me, Mary enjoys my oral on her and usually has an orgasm from it although it takes a while. What was interesting with you was she evidently was too excited about wanting to be fucked by that big dick that she didn’t want to spend too much time with you going down on her. Although I am saying for the most part you took control, but in this instance Mary did by stopping you and motioning for you to fuck her in missionary.

The Kink Factory has been a large gathering place for kinky men for over a decade. Men from all over have come to visit and enjoy the many attractions. From magic potions that can shrink or grow your body parts, futuristic bondage tech, and many rare toys that can enhance peoples erotic play, It has been a hot spot for gay or bi men to have their fetish dreams play out. Today however, men from all over the United States have traveled to take part in a brand new fetish driven competition. A reality competition in the same vein of Survivor or Big Brother. One by one men will get eliminated as they compete for a grand prize. Most of the men each have their own personal kinks and set of skills they plan to use to help further themselves in the game.

Charlie, The owner of the factory & host of the show stepped out to greet the competitors with camera men surrounding all of them.

"Hello Men! I’m very excited to have you all here. Today you will all begin an adventure to win $500,00! The runner up will receive $50,000. "

The 11 men cheered and clapped.

“This season we are gonna do things a little differently. You guys will start the game in 3 teams. Let me explain the rules. Everyday will be a brand new competition related to a specific fetish. The team that wins the competition will be safe. The 2 losing teams will have to vote in a member to compete in a “Fetish battle”. The loser of the battle will not only be eliminated from the competition BUT they will also receive a cruel kinky punishment. Trust me, You don’t want to lose!”

Among the 11 competitors:



Lee: 33 year old with jet black hair. Skinny and feminine. Moved here from Singapore. He is a personal assistant at a large tech company. Professional people pleaser by day and a well behaved sub by night. Main kink is Chastity.

Martin: 22 years old stud of a guy with short golden hair. Agile well trained body but not bulky. He is pretty mysterious and his backstory is mostly a mystery. He has a prosthetic arm from some sort of incident in his past. Main kink is being a hypnosis slave.

Taylor, 28 years old with Big Sexy Smile. Thin & Lanky, Toned Muscles (nice six pack), a Tennis Player, Curly Hair, Tall about 6ft and Hung Like a Horse as a skinny boy should be. With a Cut Cock. Sweet and Kind, but a huge Cock tease. Loves anything edging related.

Shawn, 24 years old, 6’ tall, jock type build, brown hair that’s slightly curly, hazel eyes, has a nice sized bubble butt and a 6.5” cock. Very shy but is pretty kinky and is constantly horny. Vers but leans mor sub, likes to tease and be very playful regardless of role.

Dave, 25 year old with dark hair. Looks ike your average unassuming young man but his a skill for rope work and loves being on either side. Very fun, flirty, and playful guy.

Nate 29 years old, 6’5”, about average body. Body lean. Has blonde wavy hair that’s long on the top and practically buzzed on the sides and back. Glasses. Huge fan of anything Nike (athletic sneakers and socks). Basically a hot athletic nerd.

Cubster 31 years old, Chill guy with a love for bondage. Mostly has done online subbing so an in person bondage experience will be new for him.

Professor Jeopardy 50, an older guy with glasses who likes old-school, inescapable bondage predicaments. Runs his own BDSM site with a bondage kidnapping theme.

Paul 38, 5'11' a strong body from working out but 10-15 extra pound from beer and fast food. Works as a very well paid plumber and as a consequence he has very big calloused hands. He is known in the bay as The Pipe Fitter. He is a master milker but milkees have never seen his face. They have to put on a hood before they even enter his apartment. Despite being told they always come before they are allowed and then they have to endure slow polishing until they come again. Paul has a love of milking powerful men from the business and law community who are in control in all the other places in their lives. His biggest joy is teaching these men manners while they are tied tight and squirming. Many of his regulars he does plumbing work for unbeknownst to them. They treat him like a no one during the day and submit like a good boy at night.

Sebastian 30 years old, Very confident and cocky. Often has a habit of thinking he is the smartest guy in the room. Huge sucker for feet.

Aaron 27 years old, Short brown, wavy hair, green eyes, glasses. Average height, an otter Kind of quiet, but has a competitive streak. Likes to joke and have fun and meet like minded kinksters. Still a little new to the scene, but wanting to learn and push their limits a bit.

"Now I have a suprise for you all...right now their are 11 of you. This season will have 13 players competing. 2 players from last season will be returning to spice up the competition. Guys come on out!" Charlie yelled.

From inside walked out Tyrell and Victor from season 1. The two bitter rivals. Tyrell tried his hardest to use his social skills and hypnosis to work his fellow contestants throughout the game but alas fell short. Victor on the other hand made far to many enemies and met the biggest downfall. Now both are looking to redeem themselves.



Charlie continued.

"The teams have already been decided by random draw. 1 team will have the advantage on 1 extra member. The teams are as follows:

Team 1: Lee, Tyrell, Victor, & Paul.

Team 2: Nate, Shawn, Dave, & Sebastion.

Team 3: Professor, Martin, Aaron, Cubster, & Taylor.

Each team will be living on their own floor of the house and mostly interacting with each other until they merge. So team 1 will be in the living quarters of floor 1, team 2 on floor 2 ect. Alright guys head on in! First competition later today!"

The guys all sprinted inside.

Team 1 settled into their floor. Each floor had 1 bedroom with 4 beds, a living room, bathroom, and kitchen.

Lee went to greet Victor and extended his hand. It was ignored.

"Look pal, if you watched last season you know I'm not here to make friends." Victor replied walking right through him.

"Oh...I'm sorry" Lee replied.

Paul shook his head. Victor reminded him of many of the arrogant privileged assholes he used to work with when he worked for a law firm way back when. Rich stuck up guys. They were the reason he left the job for what he does now in the first place.

Tyrell pulled Victor aside.

"Look man, I know we were not the best of friends on our last season but I feel like it's in both our best interests to stick together...we are veterans in this game so that puts a target on both of us. They are all gonna want us out."

"Hmmm...something to think about. I guess as long as your useful to me then I will see about making this partnership work." Victor said with a smug smirk.

Tyrell rolled his eyes. He really hopes he can trust Victor....



Team 2 all immediately hit it off with each other. They were basically all the jock/bro guys in the house.

Shawn broke out the beers and passed them around and the all toasted before chugging.

Sebastian couldn't help but keep starting down at everyone's shoes, dying to know what their feet looked like. Nate definitely noticed. As a guy with a shoe and sock fetish he can definitely tell when others feel the same way. He kicked off his shoes and began rubbing Sebs leg with his socked foot under the table. He grinned at Seb blushing and trying to play it cool. None of the other guys noticed.



Team 3 all settled in on their floor. Taylor and Aaron took an immediate attraction to each other and began flirting in the kitchen.

Cubster stood in the doorway of the bedroom awkwardly. He was a bit shy and awkward and this was all an overwhelming experience for him. He doesn't really get out much.

Martin noticed Cubster in the doorway.

"Are you still looking for a bed? Their are only 4 and 5 of us. I'm down to share. It's no big deal."

"Oh great. Thank you man. I really appreciate it"

"Not a problem...you can.make it up to me by agreeing to not come after me in this game..."

Martin winked and let out a little laugh.

Cubster could tell he was only half joking...that's when he took a notice to Martins arm. It was a prosthetic.

Martin noticed him staring.

"Oh....long story. Let's just say I used to have a bdsm master and the master slave thing went a little to far.....I escaped it though. Not in one piece or even all mentally...don't tell anyone I told you this but he programmed my mind through hypnosis. When I'm looked in the eyes and called my trigger word "whore" I have no choice but to listen. When I'm aroused in any way its like I have no control of my body at all. I basically become animalistic. Even since escaping him I still have all the triggers and programming stuck with me. You seem like a cool guy. Hopefully you can keep this just between the 2 of us...."

"Oh of course I wouldn't tell anyone!" Cubster replied.

Little did they both know Professor Jeopardy was listening just outside of the door and had plans to use this all for his advantage......

Charlie's voice came over the loud speaker.

"ATTENTION PLAYERS PLEASE MEET ON THE MAIN FLOOR FOR THE FIRST COMPETITION"

All of the players gathered to hear what they would be doing for the day.

"Today's competition is going to focus of escape bondage. Each team will be restraining a member from another team. You can use rope, tape, anything you want. The players that are bound will then race to unrestrain themselves. The first team to have their bound member escape bondage will be safe. The 2 losing teams will have to nominate a player for the eminination battle. Ok teams, chose who will be being bound for your group. The remaining players will work on bounding a player from another team."

"I'm not doing it so you guys can decide" Victor said.

Lee wanted a chance to prove himself.

"I will do it. I'm small and slimmer. I would probably be able to easily wiggle my way out of a situation" he chimed in.

Tyrell and Paul nodded in approval. Though Paul would have loved to see Victor struggle.

Team 2 selected Shawn. They all agreed he was string enough to hopefully break any restraints he was stuck in.

Team 3 had a bit more trouble deciding.

"I'm willing to throw myself in...I think I'm the most fit in the group. I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I've escaped bondage before...." Martin said.

"NO" Professor interjected. "Cubster will be our player going in bondage".

"Who put him in charge of our team..." Taylor thought. Oh well. He was a bit to intimidated to express it out loud.

"Why me?" Cubster asked.

"You have lots of bondage experience being a sub. You're used to squirming in bondage. This is a chance to prove your worth." Professor replied.

"Oh...oh ok." Cubster said.

Martin glared at Professor. He knew he obviously had ulterior motives but wondered what.

Charlie spoke up again.

"OK. You will each have 5 minuets to secure your sub. Each team has been assigned one. The first sub to escape their bondage and rub over and hit the buzzer on the end of the room will win. You can use any of the equipment in the factory playroom to restrain your sub. We have taken out all of the magic equipment just to be fair. On your mark...get set....GO!"

Team 1 ran over to Cubster.

Before they reached him Tyrell pulled Paul aside.

"We won't really have to try super hard. If you watched me last season you know I can use my hypnosis to an advantage."

"Oh right...good thinking man!" Paul replied.

Tyrell knelt in front on Cubster who sat criss cross while Paul tied his hands behind his back.

"While he ties you I want you to just focus on me and my voice. You are very relaxed. As long as your hands are tied you will remain in a state of bliss...it will feel euphoric. You will not want to be untied. Everything right now outside my voice will just feel like noise as you go deeper and deeper..."

Cubster found himself lost in Tyrells voice. He looked completely blank in the face. Just lost in his own world. Tyrell did feel a little dirty doing this but he meant business coming back this time.

Team 2 ran over to Lee.

"Let me handle this guys. Trust me, rope bondage is my thing. You won't regret it!" Dave said.

"If you say so...hope you know what you're doing. If we lose its on you man" Seb said. Feeling reluctant to just stand off to the side while Dave handled things.

Dave stripped Lee naked. He put him in a unique hogtie. He attached rope to Lee's feet that was also connected to Lee's ballsack. If Lee pulled even just a little it would tank his balls causing much discomfort. He taped 2 electric toothbrushes to Lee's soles as a distraction. He put a blindfold over his eyes. Lastly he signaled to Nate to kick his shoe off and toss it over to him which Nate listened. Dave taped the well worn shoe over Lee's face. Just another added frustration that would serve as a distraction. Dave's team was so impressed at how fast and effective he had tied Lee up.



Team 3 ran over to Shawn.

Professor was experienced well in bondage but wasn't sure 5 mins was enough time for how well he could secure someone.

Aaron had the idea to use the vacbed.

The men layed Shawn down and began lay the top part of the vacbed over Shawn. Once he was covered they turned the vacuum part on and began to suck out all of the air. The problem was they were running out of time and weren't sure if it would all be sucked out enough before time ran out.

The 5 minutes were up.

"Alright, time starts to escape NOW!" Charlie yelled.

The teammates that were not subs all stepped off to the side to watch.

Lee struggled and squirmed around in his hogtie for quite a while but to no avail. He was almost squirming more from his sensitive soles having the irritating spinning brushes on them and the strong stench from then shoe more so than trying to win. Everytime he moved he felt a tense pain and yelped from the tugging on his balls. He began to struggle less and just accept his fate.

Team 3 was extremely confused and frustrated with Cubster. They were yelling and cursing at him to move but he only just stared into the abyss...drooling. His blndage was so simple. Just a small rope tying his hands behind his back.

Shawn was having more luck than the other 2. Team 3 forgot turned off the vacuum once the 5mins were up instead of letting it run the whole time. They also never got to completely finish it. He squirmed and more movement was being made little by little. He was sweating a ton and had to keep taking breaks but eventually he was able to drag himself out. He ran over to the buzzer and declared his team victory.

All of the guys from team 2 ran over and fist bumped, hugged, and jumped in celebration. They especially gave props to Dave and Shawn.



"Congrats team 2. Team 1 and 3, you will have to nominate a player each for the fetish battle" Charlie said.

Back at the house team 1 had decided on Lee.

As much as Tyrell didn't like Victor they were working together for now. The team also agreed that Lee was the weakest link.

On team 3s floor Professor got to work on his plan. He cornered Cubster who had come out of his trance now that the ropes were not on him.

"The whole team thinks your the weakest link you know. They think you belong in the bottom 2 tonight."



Cubster sighed. "Yeah...I know. I'm disappointed with myself. I got tricked."

"Well...you can save yourself...but you have to be willing to do exactly what I want you too. Understand?"

"Oh...OK yeah. I'll do anything to stay. What do you want me to do?"

"Vote Aaron. I will have Martins vote so we will make 3 vs Taylor and Aaron. They will be outnumbered and we control the votes. You must do as I say all game though if I'm going to save you..."

"Yes" Cubster replied.

"Yes...?"

"Oh sorry! Yes sir!"

"That's better..." Professor smiled an evil grin.

Next Professor cornered Martin.

"Look me in the eyes Martin"

Martin looked up confused.

"From here on out you will listen to me WHORE" Professor said with a snap of his fingers.

Martin broke into a sweat but had no choice but to stand and listen.

"You will vote how I say all game. From here on out you are my slave."

Martin reluctantly nodded.

Professor had now created his own little following to use to his advantage in the game.

Professor, Martin, and Cubster voted Aaron into the battle much to the confusion of Taylor and Aaron who thought they were voting Cubster.

Lee and Aaron arrived to the playroom for their battle.

Charlie greeted them.

"Alright gentlemen. You will both have your upper body tied to each other back to back. You will start in the center of the room. The goal is to get walk to the side of the room your facing to win. Basically like a tug of war but you're connected. If Lee can walk or drag Aaron over to his side, he wins. Same with Aaron if he is able to walk Lee over to his side of the room. After 5 minuets if we don't have a winner it will end in a draw and both will be eliminated."

Lee and Aaron stood back to back while a workers on the production cake out and intertwined their upper bodies with rope. Both of their wrists were also cuffed together with 2 separate pairs of cuffs.

"Ready....set....GO!" Charlie yelled.

Both men started running in their directions but cake to a sudden halt when they bounced back in place.

They began to use all the strength they had in ir legs to try and March forward while also leaning forward. It was obviously hard to get anywhere and they were barely moving. Mostly just standing in place trying to pull each other.

Eventually Aaron who had a but more strength began to March forward. Time was running out but he was determined and kept walking ahead...slowly. In a panic Lee slid his leg back to trip Aaron up and they both toppled over. Now both layed side by side on the ground. They both struggled to get up, just squirming on the ground next to each other.

"Well great man...now you made us both lose.." A frustrated Aaron said.

"Aha..yeah sorry.." Lee said, a bit embarrassed.

The buzzer went off.

"Well we have a draw! Sorry to say you both have been eliminated from the competition. We will not bring out Mr.Grey and his helpers for the punishment. You will remain in your punishments for the remainder of the game..."

An older man and some handsome helpers walked out.

They kept the two men tied together but added some things. One helper each gripped the men's undies and hoisted them up to a super tight wedgie which they attached to their heads. They tied tightly around the men's ball sacks and pulled them uncomfortably back so they were basically pulling on each other. The men were coated in a unique paint like substance by Mr.Grey which solidified them in place. They were still conscious but stuck in these uncomfortable and humiliating bondage stress positions. Basically living statues.

Charlie looked into the camera.

"That is it for episode 1 and our competition has only just begun.

Who will be the next to go?

Can Trevor trust Victor this time around?

Will team 2 continue their win streak?

Will Martin and cubster break out of Professors control or will Professor control the game with his new slaves?

Find out on the next episode of America's Next Top Kinkster!"

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Author Note: All the new characters in this story were created by and based on real people who enjoyed the first season of this series. Thank you so much to everyone who submitted a character! As always, comments mean everything to me so if you enjoyed, let me know and leave your thoughts, favorite moments, who your rooting for, or anything really!

oldman9x7: It was a strange party. Five of us, my sister and her husband, myself and my wife and her sister who was visiting from another State. We had been at a popular dance place having fun dancing, chatting and , need I mention, imbibing freely of "adult" beverages. Late that night we gave it up and headed for home. I drove with my wife, Frankie, beside me, my sister and her hubby were in the back seat with Opie (my wife's sisters name was Ophelia). We dropped MY relatives off at their home first. When we got to our house it was obvious that Frankie was the worse for wear and was having trouble navigating, to the point that I had to help her into the house where she at once collapsed on the sofa and was soon snoring - totally OUT! As we were driving back to town, Opie kept leaning into the front seat, putting her arms around me and kissing me on the cheek and neck and asking everybody if THEY had kissed her sweet, old brother-in-law. Once I had put Frankie down, Opie came back for more kissing but this time it was a full frontal attack. At this point she had the bright idea to give me a test and asked if I could tell whether she was wearing a bra or not. Now I must tell you that she and my wife BOTH were stacked in all departments - maybe O. had a bit of an edge. Well, rising to the challenge, I decided to do a bit of preliminary investigation and since she was wearing a skirt and waist I went under her shirt, undid her bra and laid hands on her ampleness and then avered that I was unable to tell for sure.

In the interest of brevity, we fooled around for a bit - kissing and boob fondling - till I decided that I had best get Frankie to bed. She said that that was OK but she wrung a promise out of me that I would come and kiss her goodnight before I went to bed. Our sleeping arrangements were uncomplicated, Frances and I had an extra large bedroom at the top of the stairs on the second floor while Opie, when she visited, always occupied a bedroom on the first floor. I got Frankie salted down, undressed myself and wearing only boxers I went downstairs to fulfill my earlier promise. I walked into O's bedroom where she was in bed with the sheet drawn up over her and as I bent over to give her a goodnight kiss, she sat up dropping the sheet. Imagine, if you can, my concern to find that she had neglected to slip into a nightgown - - - or anything. Well, I did kiss her but I couldn't resist putting a hand on one of her lucious breasts as I let the other slide down her back. Almost at the same time, she had her hand at my crotch where a fully erected cock was waiting. It was the work of only a second then for her to pull my shorts down and expose "Buford". She quickly laid hands on him and kicking the covers away, gave me the news that she "needed" some of that "right now!" I have always been an obliging sort so I got onto the bed where she - also obligingly - had spread her legs wide. I haven't told you previously, but Opie was a married woman and had also given birth to a son. Even so it took a bit of doing to effect first entry despite the fact that she was drenched. Of course, it was accomplished but she was so tight that it might have been painful EXCEPT that it felt so good. I was trying to take it easy since I had no knowledge of her capabilitiex and not wanting to cause undue noise - moaning or screaming - but by the time that I had buried Buford about half way or so, she locked her legs around me and shifted her hips up until she had all of him. I don't know if it was unexpected or the urgency of the moment but as I started to pull back I knew that I was past control, however, she made that decision for me as she started to cum. THAT did it and I emptied Buford. After a bit of rest (with the connection still in tact) we did a bit more kissing and several nice in and out strokes which we seemed to have missed out on before, and I concluded that I'd best get to my own bed just in case that Frankie might awaken, or worse that we might go to sleep and be found there in the morning. Reluctantly she let me go but assured me that there would be more of this action in future.

She was right. Without an accurate count I suspect that we have screwed one another well over a thousand times in the last fifty years. Something funny that she told me. On a previous visit an emergency had arisen in the middle of the night as a result of which she had charged up the stairs, into our bedroom, turned on the light and yelled that the house was flooding. I had leapt out of bed naked (I have always slept nude) and for whatever reason had a full erection. What she told me, in her words, "I knew that most men had 6" but when I saw you that night I was sure that you had your full quota and about half of somebody else's. I knew right then that I had to have all of that thing in me some day." Well, she did!!

Gramps

oldman9x7: Many years ago, when I lived in San Diego, I made a business trip to L.A. The deal I was working on took longer than I had expected and also involved some adult beverages. At any rate, I decided not to make the drive back that night and called my wife to tell her I was going to find a motel and would be home next day. She came up with the suggestion that I should save a few bucks and stay at her Aunt Roo's. She was sure that she'd be happy to put me up for the night. Roo (her real name was Ruta - a Swede) had an apartment in Hollywood and was an RN still doing hospital duty at 65.
We had never been to visit so knew nothing about her digs except that she talked about her "apartment".

I agreed with my wife and she gave me Roo's address. I had no trouble finding the place but was surprised to find that it was a studio and that she slept on a couch in the all-purpose room. There was also a small dressing room w/closet, a bathroom and kitchenette. As soon as I saw it I volunteered to go elsewhere rather
than put her out. She first said that I could stay there and she could go to a girl friends for the night. She later decided against that and gave me the bed and said she would make a pallet for herself on the floor. She was firm in her decision and I was in no mood to argue.

She went to the dressing room and I stripped down to my boxers and crawled into the bed. I had no more than settled myself than she came back in with a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses, saying that she had been meaning to open this bottle and that this was the
first time that she'd had any reason. There was a small settee and she sat down and I got up and sat there
too. She poured the wine and we sipped and talked. At a point she started telling about a psychologist at her work had been saying that most boys (I guess in America) have had a sexual experience by the time
they're eight years old - and usually with an older man. She asked if I thought that could be true. I told her that I didn't know about "most" boys but that it had been so for me. She feigned shock but wanted to hear the lurid details, so I told her about my time with Neely
(a story which I recounted in a post some time back).
She listened to the whole tale and then observed that it
had left no apparent scars on me. I agreed that it had not EXCEPT that I was convinced that it had resulted in my sexual equipment becoming somewhat over developed. She then questioned me on that subject and eventually asked straight out, "How big is it?" She had a habit of laughing and saying Oh NO at the same time and that's what she did when I recited my measure to her. Then she surprised me by asking, "Can I see the rest of it?" I knew that I had been feeling movement in that area during this part of the conversation but I wasn't aware that my rascally tool had crept part way out of my underwear. At this point I figured 'what the hell', she was already looking at part of it, why not show it all. Putting action to the thought I slid out of my shorts and she surprised me AGAIN by grabbing herself a handful and doing the "Oh NO". She maintained her hold while she told me that I was much larger than either of her husbands and by now she had worked me up to full erection. Then she told me that she, not wanting any more children (she had one grown son), had had her tubes tied. The reason, she said, was
so that when she had sex she could get all of the juice which, according to her, nourished a woman as much as a steak dinner and was the most healthful thing that a female could hope for.

I think that it was at about this point that I asked her how long it had been since her last "injection". She didn't answer my question but stood up and stripped off a kind of kimono that she was wearing and stated, "If that's an offer, I accept and I'm ready." As I got up from the sofa (still very stiff) she got down on the pallet that she had made on the floor. So did I. I began to feel her boobs but she told me that there was no need for that. "I told you I'm ready." And she was. Remember, Roo was 65 at the time (I was 30 something) but she was as wet as any young girl I had ever known. I suggested that it might be a good idea for her to be on top and she was all for that. She knew what to do and with only a little difficulty got the head inside. Slowly she started the trip down the shaft and after a false start or two she went all the way. When she had me totally engulfed she stopped and (I'll never forget her saying, "Oh, you sweet boy! If I was to die right now, I'd be the happiest old woman that St. Peter has ever seen."

When she finally got back to her work she took several long strokes before backing clear off. She sat down beside me holding on to my root and asked, "Has Frankie (my wife) ever told you what a beautiful thing you have here?" Then she asked me to get on top. I was glad to because I was wanting to cum. It went in easy this time and I plunged all the way in before I began regular stroking. It wasn't long before I got my wish and started to unload. She was encouraging me to 'give it all' to her. I was buried to the hilt and the juice was flowing when she began to moan, "Oh, God! Oh, God!" over and over as she did the orgasm bit.

Well, we both slept on the floor that night (except for another one of "those" exercises sometime later. When I woke up she wasn't there. She was in the kitchen and made us a great breakfast. Then when I was getting ready to leave she said, "Before you go, let me see it once more." I didn't mind so I dropped my pants and undies and she took the situation in hand working up a dandy hard on as she asked, "have you got time to give me another injection?" Guess what - I DID have time and I gave her a parting shot after which she referred to having told me that a man's ejaculate was like a steak dinner to a woman, "But I think that you serve a 7 course dinner."

There were many times after that when we got together for 'health' reasons but that is too much to go into here. Maybe some other time.

Gramps

Broken down in the countryside, I thought my luck had run out until I heard the roar of an engine coming closer. Coming around the bend, an orange Charger skidded to a halt next to my dead truck.

"Need some help?" a sexy voice drawled from inside the car.
"Sure!" I cried out in relief. "My car's fucked up."



Watching as my Good Samaritan climbed out of his window, I tried not to gawk at the big, blond country boy as he strutted up to me wearing a yellow shirt and very tight jeans.


"Name’s Bo," the 6’3”, 200lb stud said, shaking my hand, "What's the problem?"


“It just started smoking and stopped,” I explained, trying not to stare at the obvious bulge in his jeans. “You know us gay guys, we aint too good with engines.” I joked nervously as he bent under the hood.

Glancing over at me, Bo gave me the once over. “Huh? Ya don’t look like a queer,” he announced simply, before turning back to the engine.
“Would ya rather I was like this?” I laughed, my voice going to falsetto. “Oh, Mister Bo, thank you for your help! You.re so strong, and handsome, and…big! I could just eat you up!”
Chuckling under the hood, Bo stood up and faced me. “Looks like ya blew a head gasket,” he announced, “See all the oil.”.

“Well, I’ve blown a few heads in my life, so….” I joked nervously, looking over at Bo for a reaction. Meeting my gaze, Bo smiled shyly and went to his trunk for a rag.
"I'd call Cooter for a tow, but ah can't get a signal through these dang hills." Bo announced, wiping his hands.. "Looks like ya need a ride into town." Tossing the rag aside, Bo leaned back against his car and chuckled softly before looking at me. "Are ya really gay?" he asked, blue eyes meeting mine. "We don't get many of them round here."


"Yes, I am." I answered uncertainty; unsure, but hopeful, of where this was going. I took a chance. "Why, you want me to prove it or something?" I said with a sly grin. "Yer helping me out,” I said, glancing down at his long bulge, then back up into his eyes. “ Let me show ya my appreciation."
"Man, for a gay guy, you sure got balls!" Bo said, laughing and shaking his head in disbelief at my brashness.
"From what I can see, so do you," I replied, stepping closer to the blond stud. “Tell ya what. I’ll even pay ya $100 if ya let me get a closer look…”


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“Ah can't believe ya wanna do this," Bo chuckled. Staring down at his boots with a nervous smile on his face, the desperate country boy shook his head, then looked back up at me. "But Uncle Jesse needs the money."

"I promise I won't hurt ya." I said mischievously, staring at the 6'3" blond and his big bulge as I dropped to my knees. "Nice buckle," I croaked, my face only inches from the obvious bulge running down Bo's thigh. Reaching up, I ran my fingers along the length of the bulge. "You like blowjobs, don't you?" I asked Bo, looking up into his eyes.

"Yeah, but ah never got one from a guy." He said, glancing nervously around as I stroked his bulge. "Ah may not even get hard." he warned; but only half-heartedly, because I could feel his cock swelling beneath my fingers.

"Pretend I'm a girl if you want to," I told him, meeting his gaze as I began unbuckling his belt. "A mouth is a mouth. Closing his eyes when I unzipped his pants, Bo's face began to relax as I reached in and pulled out his thick, semi-hard cock. Hanging from a nest of dark-blond pubes, Bo's swelling horse-meat was too much to resist; I leaned forward and took it's big head into my mouth, sucking and licking slowly.

"Oh..." Bo gasped as he felt my lips wrap around his dick. Eyes tightly closed, the big blond spread his long legs slightly and put his hands on his hips. As his cock grew in my mouth, Bo’s lips began to form a smile. Sucking deeper on Bo's thick meat while it hardened, my tongue action began to elicit moans from the good-ole-boy. This spurred me on more, and soon Bo's raging hard-on was its full 10"s. Bobbing faster on Bo's thick shaft, I ran my hands up his muscular thighs and held onto his slim hips as I swallowed more and more of his cock.

"Dang, yer good!" Bo admitted, a grin spreading across his face, "Ah heard gays give good head." Looking down at me, the blond stared in disbelief as I took most of his cock into my mouth. "No girl's ever taken it all," Bo told me, an eager look now on his face. I responded by moving one of his hands to the back of my head. He took the hint and began guiding the rhythm of my sucking, his hips slowly thrusting when needed to ease his huge cock further down my throat. Gripping my head firmly, Bo groaned when my face was finally buried in his golden pubes, a look of great satisfaction on his face. Even though I was in heaven, deep-throating a hot. blond southern boy, I had to back off a bit when Bo's thrusts began to make me gag.

"Sorry," Bo apologized when I eased off. "I got carried away." Smiling down at me, his blue eyes watched as I worked his meat more slowly. After 5 more minutes I was once again deep-throating Bo's cock, making the blond god roll his head back in pleasure. Listening to Bo's groans grow louder, I reached around and grabbed his tight ass, feeling his glutes flex as he pumped into my mouth.


"Oh, shiiiiit, man!" Bo moaned, really getting into it now as both his strong hands found my head, his long fingers gripping my hair. "Ya better watch out, cuz ah'm gettin ready!" Looking up his muscular body into Bo's lust-filled eyes, I ignored his warning and sucked harder, eyes locked on his as I devoured his cock hungrily.
"Alright, I warned ya," Bo grunted down at me, a wide grin on his face. Breathing harder and moaning louder, Bo's knees started to buckle as he fucked my face steady. "Ohhhh, yeaaaaaaaaaa! Swallow it!" The blonde stud moaned loudly, holding my head firmly as he arched his back and shoved his huge meat down my throat.

Barely resisting the gag reflex, my face was buried in Bo's golden pubes when his 10incher swelled and exploded; taking the first few spurts straight down my throat, I pulled back and took the rest in my mouth. Moaning loudly above me, the big blonde watched in awe as I swallowed his massive load.

Breathing hard, Bo fell back against the General, leaning against it for support as I drained his cock dry. "Oh, man!" he huffed, closing his eyes and laying his head back. "That was great!"

Pulling off Bo's slowly softening cock, I chuckled "It sure was," Licking his thick meat clean, I couldn't believe what had just happened! I had just given head to a straight, hot, country boy! "Ya know, I just bought the old Hansen farm," I said as I got up off my knees, watching as Bo tucked his meat back into his jeans. "Think ya might be interested in some work?" I said with a wink.

Shaking his head and chuckling, Bo turned and reached inside for the C.B. "Let's get Cooter to fix yer car first," Bo said, grinning at me, "then ah'll be glad to help out a new neighbor."
Welcome to Hazzard! I thought triumphantly to myself.

PHEW........!
What a couple of days this has been! After yesterday's hot encounter with the beautifully muscular, hotter than Adonis guy....... There's news on that front
I've spent today chilling and browsing on love honey, getting some toys and lingerie....... But charity shops are the best place for women's clothing big enough tbh.
Whilst also browsing on Grindr........ A few randoms....... Some continued conversations and then up pops a guy who I'd started to chat to last night. He likes CDs and pantie wearers........ So I sent him some pics of me dressed up........ We arranged to meet up. I love getting ready and dressing up, that's all part of the excitement...... Also, my electric trimmer arrived today....... So no more facial hair and cock n balls nicely trimmed........ Smooth is too much tbh. Plus it itches on growth
I watched some CD porn and waited......... He let himself in and started to undress, I sat down and helped him with that and gently caressed his cock ....... Which was also smooth. He let out a little moan when I dipped my mouth to suck the tip.........I took it all in my mouth, it tasted nice, clean. He pulled my head up to finish taking his clothes off and then I got back to sucking him. His cock has grown considerably by now, around 7" in length and he had nice girth around the base........ I could easily deepthroat him, which of course made him moan in pleasure. He bent down and kissed me....... Now here's a first for me, even after all these years. But I liked it, I love kissing, it's one of my favourite things. But I never really wanted to do the guy guy kissing tbh. But it was soft, tender and wet and got me hard! I got him to sit down on the sofa and I continued to suck him off. Hands free and deepthroated him straight away........ Making him moan and started talking dirty. Calling me a good girl and how it's not often he finds a girl who can do that! That just gets me even hornier, knowing that I'm pleasing him.
He tells me to stand up so that he can take a look at me....... He has his hands all over my arse, my back and my legs. He's admiring me and gently pulling my panties down. He pulls my arse cheeks open and starts licking my hole. I fall forward on a foot stool to give him easier access and moan out loud in pleasure! I've not been rimmed in years...... It feels fucking great, hot
I reach underneath and feel his chin and then reach round to push his head in further. He pushed his tongue as far as he could. I payed with myself and would easily have come if he carried on eating me out like that........ I'm going to ask him to have more stubble for next time
After eating me out, he stands up and reaches for the condoms........ He's going to fuck me now! I pull over a foot stool and rest forward on it, sticking my arse up in the air. I'm dressed as he likes it, short dress, black lacy panties, black fishnet stockings and suspenders.......... Fucking hot!
I feel him get behind me and his hardness pushing at my hole....... It feels even bigger than when I was sucking him. A sense of, am I going to be able to take it all, came over me but disappeared as quickly as the wave of sheer lust as he pushed deeper inside me! Fuuuuuuuccckkk that feels nice! He'd loved that I could take him so deep and continued to pound my arse! All the time telling me how good I was and how nice my arse was........ Ah I could do was moan in response. I played with myself and he made me shoot my load all over my floor! Fuck, I forgot how good that feels, coming whilst getting fucked. It was a guy called Brendon who got me to do that for the first time, that's for another time though.
He continued to fuck me, I reached underneath and played with his balls. I could feel that he was close to coming, he got harder and I felt that inside me! He asked where I wanted him to cum...... I told him in the condom and inside me. Not in my mouth, he asked? No......... He fucked me stronger than before and came hard! I felt him slowly slip out of me and I was left flopped over a foot stool whilst he got dressed....... I thanked him to which he replied, no, thank you. He told me anytime I wanted that again, just to message him, which is why this is a prt 1 thread.
I think I'm going to like this life as a cock loving CD slut.........

Hi, I'm writing this fresh from, what I now consider to be the best, some of the most amazing sex I've ever had......... I'm 55 years young and horny daily
So after a brief hiatus on Grindr, due to crap device and no memory to upgrade, I finally re connect, same account but lost so pics, not an issue because they new phone works really well. I managed to hook up almost immediately, train station toilet but went outside to be blown. Hot, but not the focus of the main event........ We'll get there
Anyway, I got lucky there again, in a cubicle this time with me as the willing mouth........ Even hotter than the first one but still!
This weekend I've been free to do things, explore stuff. Hey let down plenty of times with people changing their mind. It's ok, we've all done it. I just wish we'd all be nice enough to just say, sorry, I've changed my mind and that we'd accept it. It's no great shakes tbh
So it's like a cat and mouse game. The thrill of the chase, exchanging pics, I'm loving the video messages. There's no limit to sending a disappearing one and it's hot as hell! I've been finding things to stick up my bum and video random men. One guy said it turned him on too hear me moaning on these objects. I found a massive candle which I scraped down to a size I can just manage. It stretched me so much before I did that, with only one or two inches inside me. Plenty of lube etc
Wow, it really is getting into very hot experiences....... Which pale into the subject matter. Back to them chase. This guy.......... This guy who IS the subject matter. Initial greeting, hardly any response for quite a while and then boom boom boom......... He'd been busy etc. Ok, so pics get sent off to him, lots of new ones etc. He sent me two, no face shot, not a problem for me. And his cock one looked nice but so so. No more photos and I thought, meh, it's another close but no cigar........ Lots of back n forth banter, but fairly hard work, but so damn worth it
After some time, he's followed instructions, just so I don't give it my house number too early etc. He's outside, then goes. I message, where are you? Why did you go? He can't get in the gate, it's a simple solution and he wants me to go out to open it......... I'm in black mini skirt, fishnet stockings & suspenders and lacy knickers with the same pair over my face because I've got facial hair and he wants smooth......... Finally he gets in and immediately his trousers are down and I've got this Adonis........ Actually, Adonis would be looking down on us and going, DAMN GUY, YOU'RE HOT !
I had the hottest guy I've ever seen, not massive but a really nice and rock hard 7"
He told me he just wanted to serve me!
I worshipped that cock, hoping he was a stayer or not......... He knew what he was doing though! He allowed me to suck him how's I wanted to but deepthroating him to the base and licking his balls made him moan out loud! Easy now.........I want him inside me. He got me in my couch on all fours and fucked me from behind. I just submitted to him fully
He then got me to stand but sit over the arm of the couch and fucked me hard in that position. I was pulling him in deeper, in 6'7" and he is quite slight, but muscular and ripped as fuck. And smooth......... Oh so fucking smooth
After fucking me like this for some time and letting me fuck him back, he just stayed still whilst I bounced up and down on his very very hard cock. That makes all the difference, staying hard as fuck! He then got me into my other couch, a revolving love seats from the charity shop, really nice and man........ He just pushed my legs in the air, I pushed them further back and let him pound me...........I explored his body with my hands and fingers, his nipples but mainly on his arse ....... HIS ARSE!! You could literally bounce coins off of it! Now, he came in this position.......... During this fuck, he'd removed the knickers from my face, let my hair down, ripped off my panties, tights and suspender belt! I can't stop thinking about it, which is why I'm writing it to preserve absolutely every detail. And I've not really gone into full FULL detail but still......... My absolute No1 sexcapade EVER!
Sorry, I can't actually pick one to be second. I don't care, I have my memories and this has prompted me to put pen to paper. Or thumb to screen and commit more memories, from my beginnings as a gloryhole slut and peephole lover exhibitionist etc.
What I have just written about isn't a work of fiction. The events that took place around 4.30-5pm Monday 6th November happened to me from a casual hookup on Grindr......... I'm not affiliated with Grindr but it's given me ideas
I regret not being able to phone and tell my ex...... After getting the green light to see guys whilst we were together. As long as I told her about it. I sent a pic of me sucking a 9" thick cock. She didn't react how I thought she would. Anyway, we've been on off over 6 years. Current status, off
If you've read it until this far, thank you very much. I hope it wasn't too convoluted, I right as I'm telling the story to a friend.
I'd be most interested in any related stories from members.
I'm hoping the pics which accompany this true story will help to tell the journey. But I find attaching media torturous....... Will persevere. Enjoy the pics

Danny held out his hand, and cupped inside it were three straws. From this angle, it was impossible to tell which of the three was the key to an evening of work, and which were the keys to an evening of pleasure.

We'd been doing it for a while now, and honestly, I'm not sure why we even started. Three straight young men had no business partaking in activities such as this, yet none of us could deny that since our Game Nights began, this aspect had become something of a favourite.

It had been awkward at the beginning. Weird even, but now we'd become so used to the strange ordeal that we didn't even have to set the ground rules anymore. Nobody bothered to warn the others not to tell anyone, because why would we? At this point we'd all drawn the short straw at least once, and when I pulled it for a second time, Danny and Leon grinned wildly.

"You deserve that after last week" Danny smirked, "I still can't walk properly".

My cheeks began to redden as Leon stood up and drew the curtains. We may have been used to this, but precautions were still needed.

We always used Leon's house for Game Night. His parents spent every weekend on some fancy getaway, and always left him a ton of money for food, which he liberally spent on beer and pizza instead. At twenty-one, he was the oldest of the group, and dare I say, the most handsome.

He was tall, probably six two or three, and pretty bulky, too. Unlike Danny or I, Leon didn't actually play any sports so I guess he was just naturally fit. His skin was a dark tone, completely smooth and layered over his muscle tightly.

Danny was nineteen, shorter than Leon but even more muscular. He'd played some high school football, but in college he'd turned his attention solely to the gym, and it was obvious. He had always reminded me of a military guy, though as much as his dad had pushed him, that was never the path he wanted to go down.

"Alright" Leon said as the room fell dark, "you know what to do".

I did know. Since our game began months ago, the rules had been simple. It was a drunken idea at first, egged on by the raging hormones of a couple of horny teenagers and one dominant young man. I stood up, peeled off my shirt to reveal a thin, yet decently developed body, and a few seconds later, I was naked.

In the light of day, Danny, Leon and I were the best of friends. We had been for many years, but during Game Night, a hierarchy existed, and tonight, I was at the bottom.

Danny reached over and grabbed my cock, pulling me forward by it until I stood between his knees and looked down at him. Leon may have been the best looking, but Danny was painfully hot, too.

"Get me a beer" he smirked, squeezing me as I suppressed a laugh and a gasp.

I nodded and walked toward the kitchen, but not before a sharp sting spread across my ass. I turned to find Leon, his hand ready to strike again and a grin on his handsome face.

"Make that two" he told me, and I nodded once more.

When I returned to the living room, both of them had already grabbed the controllers and were in the middle of a heated game. I didn't need to ask what they wanted from me, my role was simple tonight; Pleasure my best friends by any means necessary.

I cracked open both their cans and placed them down next to them. Danny spread his legs apart as he looked over my head at the television screen, and lifted his plump butt so I could pull down his shorts.

I still hadn't worked out which of the two were bigger. Danny's cock was a grower, for sure. When I got his shorts down his muscular legs, only his tight, white boxer briefs remained, and after peeling them down, his modestly sized cock lay curled over his hairy balls.

"You fucker!" He snapped as Leon took the first round and cheered in celebration.

The first time we'd done this, the nervousness was palpable in the air. Now, however, it was a completely normal aspect of our Friday nights.

I took Danny's soft cock between my fingers and began to play with it as they started round two.

The funny part about this whole thing was that we genuinely weren't a bunch of closeted gay guys who secretly got off to guys all the time. Danny had a long term girlfriend, Leon had his fair share of saucy encounters with females, and I had been longing for Stephanie Grace from high school for as long as I could remember.

We were straight guys, but what was the problem with helping each other blow off some steam at the end of the week? Sure, one person always had to take one for the team, but I'd spent all of last Friday drilling Danny's hole until he could hardly walk, so it was only fair that I was the one taking his semi-erect cock into my mouth tonight.

I always enjoyed the taste of Danny's cock. Leon was pristine, showering twice a day and keeping himself so clean that his skin almost sparkled. Danny, on the other hand, was a bit more lax in his hygiene routine. He wasn't dirty by any means, but he had the scent of man stuck to him, and the musk from his junk was something that he was proud of.

As he became hard in my mouth, I felt Leon slide his finger between my ass and push against my hole.

"Yeah, that's getting destroyed tonight" I heard him laugh.

"That's putting it mildly" Danny smirked, running his hand through my hair as I gagged on his tool, "I need to get me some payback".

I had no doubt that Danny would get me back for last week. It was a price I was willing to pay after his perfect hole made me cum three times, but Leon was one of the strongest guys I knew, so taking a hammering from him was going to be a tough one.

"My turn" he said, as they began playing again, so I let Danny's wet cock slip from my throat, and crawled toward my other best friend.

He did me the favour of removing his own pants, so when I stowed myself between his legs, his long, black cock was already waiting for me.

Like the rest of his body, he was smooth down below, and when I lipped his limp prick into my mouth, I instantly tasted the mild flavours of whatever soap he'd used. He sat back and I got to work.

Over the next hour, I worked between Danny and Leon. My jaw ached from sucking their cocks, and my mouth was filled with the salty taste of pre-cum. Leon fed it to me in copious amounts, with each bulb feeling like an entire cum shot. It was quite enjoyable, if I was being honest, but I scarcely had time to dwell on it as I was pulled between the two.

Danny's cock began to twitch as I gagged on him. I knew that he was close, yet he barely paid any attention to the fact as he mindlessly continued with his game, until finally he gasped.

My mouth flooded with his warm, sharp seed. I gulped it down, filling my stomach with my best friend's nut as he pumped it into my mouth. When the last of it spilled, I swallowed it down and licked up the spillages before sucking him clean and turning toward Leon.

My knees hurt from kneeling. My neck hurt from bending, and my throat hurt from sucking, but these were part and parcel of Game Night, and if I wanted to be the one sitting there next week, then I'd continue my services for the night.

Leon stuffed his cock back into my mouth which still held the flavours of Danny, and I got to work.

I'd been sucking his dick on an off for the last hour, so it didn't take long before the young man groaned and pushed my head further down his cock.

"Oh fuck!" he moaned, his balls crawling upwards as he began squirting his seed straight down my throat.

I didn't have the choice of swallowing as Leon deposited his load directly into my stomach. I felt it fill me, mixing with Danny's in a thick, hot cocktail of sperm. When I finished cleaning his cock, I got to my feet and fetched them two new beers.

At eighteen, I was the youngest of the group, but I was still a man, and men knew what men needed, so when I returned to them, my cock swinging between my legs, and served them their beers, I sat back down and waited.

That was the purpose of this whole thing. Other than me, both of them had been with plenty of women, and the general consensus was that we were better at pleasing each other than any woman could ever be. Both of their cocks would be sensitive now, neither of them would be particularly interested in continuing for a while, so my job now was to wait until I was needed again, so that's what I did.

It was almost thirty minutes later when Danny beckoned me over with only his finger. He gestured toward the area between his legs and I got to my knees once more, inches away from his ripe junk.

As he continued to play the game, he lifted his legs, pressed his heels against the edge of the sofa and lifted his ass until I was eye level with his hairy taint. Once again, I didn't need to be told what to do.

I spread his cheeks apart, revealing the dark circle of hair and asshole, and pushed my tongue against it. If his cock was sharp, his hole was on a different level.

I can't say that the idea didn't make me a little queasy at first, but when Danny had jammed his tongue inside me, I knew that it was a feeling that I couldn't deny my best friends. Since then, I'd grown quite fond of rimming them.

I lapped at his leathery hole, my tongue sliding around his passage as it clenched and he gasped above. His cock began leaking into his bellybutton almost instantly, and after ten minutes of exhaustive tongue fucking, Leon called me over to do the same.

I was always mesmerised by how the young man could be so smooth. As my tired tongue and mouth began to kiss and worship his pink hole, I couldn't help but liken it to a soft silk. Unlike Danny, there was a hint of sweetness from the soap, which filled my lungs as I plunged my tongue into his hole.

Eventually they were both too horny to continue the game, and I knew it was time.

Leon twisted so that his body was facing Danny. He slid his hard cock back into my mouth, which still tasted like cum and ass.

Danny however, was planning his revenge, and had already lathered my hole in lube before he bent my knees and pushed my back down. I felt his hands pry open my ass cheeks.

"Ready?" He asked, and I mumbled into Leon's hard cock.

I winced as he began to push inside me. My ring fought against his girth, but it was useless. Even if I had wanted to prevent him, I couldn't. I was smaller than both of them, weaker, too, and now I was theirs, to do with what they pleased.

After a few minutes of gasping and wincing, Danny had impaled me fully. It was a strange feeling, but not a bad one. Being spread open by your best friend was certainly an experience, but being fucked by Danny, was a mind numbing ordeal.

He wasted no time in getting started. As Leon fucked my throat, Danny began slamming in and out of me at speed.

He had the perfect cock for ass fucking. Each long, hard stroke of his pole made my prostate shiver. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through my sweating body and caused my cock to drool below.

I whimpered into Leon's meat, my ass being brutalised and my throat being rammed with vigour. Being used like this made me feel something that no woman could ever accomplish. I was their toy, their play thing, their slave.

Danny grabbed my waist firmly, keeping me in place as he drilled my aching hole, and then I heard their hands clash above me in a sort of Bro high five. They were ready, and so was I.

Their pace quickened, and my mind couldn't decide which brutal invasion to focus on most. Leon's cock exploded first, spilling a smaller, but more violent load than the last time, into my mouth. As I began gulping it down, Danny moaned out behind me.

"I'm cumming!" He snarled, his hips slamming viciously against my ass, and then I felt it happen.

It was like my insides were being inflated with warmth. His cum flooded my rectum, drenching me with his sperm and adding his very DNA to me as though I was his property.

The entire event had tipped me over the edge. As my two best friends emptied themselves inside me, my cock began to spray the sofa beneath me, and my hole clenched around Danny's pole to ensure that he left everything in my guts.

When it was finally over, and the three of us were drained, we fell back onto the couch, breathless and sweaty.

Danny always did it. His hand returned to my private areas, fondling me as I lay there exhausted, fingering his load deeper into my bowels to ensure that his juices remained inside me for as long as possible.

As tired as I was, I knew one thing was for certain. Tonight was only beginning.

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Met a guy from doublelist after work Friday afternoon and he absolutely demolished my throat. The most I'd ever done before like this was going down balls deep on a black guy who was 8-9" and just coming up every time I gagged and then going back down, throwing up every once in a while.

This guy had an amazing body. Tatted with a 7-8" dick. Had me sit on my ass with my head against the side of his bed and he just grabbed my head and fucked it so rough. I threw up at least 20-25 times. He slapped me, spit on me, and called me derogatory names the whole time (he asked for consent before doing any of it and was so sweet anytime I needed a break). He even let me eat his perfect, clean ass when my throat needed a break.

He asked if I wanted to hang my head of his bed and try it that way. I did it for a little while, but then all the slime and everything going in my nose made me feel like I was drowning, so we switched back. I was kinda bummed 'cause I love feeling his balls pressed on my nose.!He got me a glass of water after and then when we started back, I was throwing up so much and he loved it. He kept telling me to drink more, lol.

But oh my god, feeling him cum IN my throat was the most amazing feeling ever. I love the taste of cum so I always ask guys to cum in my mouth. But he wanted to be balls deep which I've never done. Feeling his cock throb while his meaty head was in my throat, and then feeling my throat get really really warm was just...

His cock was super sensitive after so I kept sucking him gently, making his legs tremble a little. Then I kissed his abs and got down and kissed the top of both of his feet. He let me shower off and then he said anytime I wanna come back to just let him know.

My throat is just now feeling normal again. It has hurt all weekend, but it was so worth it. I hope I get to see him again this week. I want all of it again. It was one of the most exhilrating experiences I've ever had.

I'm closeted bi though and don't have anyone to talk to about it so I wanted to tell you guys.

Okay, everyone, thank you for your patience.

For those of you who are new to this story, you may be a bit lost, as this is the sequel to my story What A Mess: Blackmail

Here is the link to that story:

What A Mess: Blackmail

As I am writing this new book, I am finding that there is a lack of sex, at this point, 10 chapters in.

So if you are looking for that, this next book is going to be a little disappointing for you. Don’t get me wrong, there is going to be sex in it, but no where near as much as the first one.

10 chapters in and it’s all mental and emotional.

Just like my previous story, I do have some rules for this thread:

• Please feel free to post pictures of who you think the main characters look like. Those pictures must include their face. I don’t want this thread littered with ass, cock, pussy and breast pictures. I want to see faces, too.
• Please don’t include links that take you to different literary sites. I don’t want this thread hijacked.
• Illustrators – if you have artistic talents and want to illustrate a chapter, I would appreciate that. I’m sure the readers would, too.

I will try to post on a semi regular basis. However, I am still working full time and life is happening for me, too.

Just today, I found out that the man who first introduced me to the Army Psychological Operations division, when we served together in Somalia, has passed away. We had connected on Facebook last year after almost 30 years of no contact.

We spent so many hours on the phone and texting back and forth with each other.

I miss not being able to talk to him, already.

But I do have the first 10 chapters done and I said I would start posting when I reached that milestone.

So, Ladies and Gentlemen, I proudly present to you:

I was in my last year of college and spring break was here again. This year I could not afford to go to on spring break with the rest of the college guys. My college roommate went home every spring break to work at the family business. This year he asked if I wanted to make some money at his fathers construction company. I said sure why not. He said I could stay in the finished basement apartment. We arrive at his home, he introduces me to his mother and father. Both are very nice and accommodating to me. They get me settled in the apartment from the outside entrance and my friend also shows me the entrance from the kitchen in the main house that enters into the apartment. Instead of having to enter the main house from the outside I could just cause the kitchen to enter.

After dinner that night his father seemed like he wanted to chat. He was asking questions about college and how is his some doing. His father was a handsome man, but more than being handsome he had a sexual energy. His sexual appeal was stronger than his looks. Being in construction he as in good shape but has a bit of a beer belly. It was getting late and I said I was going to go to bed. I slept hard from a long day.

When I woke in the morning I noticed a crusty substance on my face and on the sheets. I was like what the fuck! Did I regurgitate in my sleep? I clean my face and the sheets and went into the main house for breakfast. The day was going to be long and exhausting working at a construction site. Throughout the day my fathers friend would come over and see how I was doing. I addressed him as Mr. D’Angelo. He said you can call me Sal. I so ask doing good Sal.

The day went fast and was exhausting. I skipped dinner and went to be early. I woke again with a dried crust on my cheek. Now I’m thinking what the fuck. Another day comes and goes and it bed time comes. I say good night and go to bed. This night I can’t sleep and I lay there in and out of sleep when I hear movement on the room. I open my eyes and see Sal walking towards my bed. I can see it’s him from light coming in from the bathroom night light. His robe is open and his cock is erect. I’m laying on my side and shut my eye before he notices. I can feel his presence moving closer and I start to feel him rub his cock head on my lips. He is leaking a very thick pre cum and moves his cock across my lips smearing his pre cum on my lips. He pushes a little on my lips to open them and the tip of my tongue can feel his piss slit and his slick pre cum. He lets out a muffled moan. He continues to rub his cock head on my lips and the tip of my tongue. He took his time doing this and was savoring every moment. His pre cum got heavier and I could actually feel his cock head throb. 20 minutes must have gone by and then I felt his cock head jerk and quickly I feel him start to shoot and ejaculate his semen on my lips and tongue. It was a mix of thick and watery and I felt it slide down my tongue. I heard him and his muffled groans. He took his hard cock and rubbed what load was on my face and smeared it on my cheek. This all happen so quickly in my mind and never opened my eyes. I went up in the morning for breakfast. My friend asked me if I slept ok and I said yes but I woke up with a very interesting taste in my mouth. I liked the taste, and said I must have got up in the night and ate something. And said I’ll seeing it happens again. Sal came to my bed again the next night. This time I open my eyes and saw his hard cock. He was average 6 or 6.5 but thick and and gorgeous big mushroom head and large nuts. His crotch smelled intoxicating to me. Pure man. I opens my mouth wide and let him slowly fuck my mouth. When he came, he grabbed my head and held it down in his cock and I could feel his load hit the back of my throat. He pulled his cock out and slapped my face and softly said I want your ass. Four nights later he came down, horny as hell and took my ass.

after finishing film school i got a chance to work on Saltburn as an assistant on the set. This is was great opportunity for me to meet the film maker and producers to further my career. At first I didn’t even know who was in the movie until the first day. From a far I could see aLL 6’5 of him walking on to the set, it was Jacob Elordi, I remember him on Euphoria and didnt expect to see him here. through the days I work on the show I would be get to know all the cast and crew on the set. The movie was very homoerotic and you could feel the sex and tension everywhere. while filming the movie, I would watch from a far and sometimes I would see Jacob catch me looking at him and I would look away and do something else. He would walk pass me but not say anything but a light brush against me or stand next to me while I was getting from off the food table and just look at me and walk away.
I would go into the bathroom stalls at lunch and jerk off to him while I would could still smell and remember him next to me.
After a long day at work, I decided to let off some steam and go to a sauna and fool around with some guys. walking towards the sauna, I could feel someone following me but I every time I look back there wasn’t anyone. i could see from afar a tall guy with a hoodie and sunglasses on walk towards the same place. He would look back at me and I could that silhouette anywhere. Lining up to the place, I would see him waiting, he paid cash and went in. I quickly paid and followed him. he walked to the very back to the glory holes and went to the corner stall, It was more private and not much people venture there, I go to the stall next to him and I could hear him undress.
I look down at the glory hole and nothing, I stick my finger through the hole to tell him I’m ready and nothing. finally I spoke and said, it’s me. And I could see his cock slowly come out of the hole. He wasn’t super hard, but it was massive piece of meat, I got down on my knees and just stared at it. It smelled like him but more musky. I couldn’t wait any long and slowly to his cock in my mouth, it would start getting hard and slowly every inch of his thick cock was in my mouth, he started slow but eventually he knew it could take it and started slamming his cock down the back of throat.
I could hear his voice moan as he fucked my mouth and without and warning I cold feel his cock pumping his hot cum down my throat, i was cover all over with his cum. He would pull his cock out and I saw his lips and he started kissing my cum filled lips, it was so hot and I was hard as a rock. He then whispered, let me have yours, I got up and put my cock through the hole, he started slow with a lick here and there and focusing a lot of his attention the head and licking up the precum. But eventually he got the hang of it and sucking like a pro, then there was pause and I could feel something pushing against my cock, it was his hole and before I even notice all 8 inches of my cock was in Jacobs hole and he fucked it like his sex toy. I grab on to the wall and gave it to him good Until I pumped my cum straight up his ass.
I hear a knock and I open my door and he walks into my stall, we start making out while jerking each other cum dripping cocks and body. He would lift me up and carry me while he fucked and kissed me until he came and then get down on his knees and stick out his tongue while he received my load in his mouth.
after that we just stay in the stall kissing and playing with each other semi hard cocks until one of us was hard again and fuck
after that night we would see each other on the set but not say much except for hi here and there but meet up at those stalls and fuck the shit out of each other each time.

All characters are 18+

What's hotter than a straight guy? I mean, it's no secret that as gay men, there is an almost engrained lust inside us for the forbidden fruit of the straight man. We want what we can't have, it's natural. We're attracted to masculinity, otherwise we'd be the ones fucking woman. We go through school crushing on our straight best friend, and feel that initial sting of heartbreak when he finds himself a girlfriend. We go to work, secretly fantasising about that hot, straight colleague who talks endlessly about his wife and kids. We see guys on the street, in the shopping mall, on vacation, hell we trawl through websites and blindly accept that the hot hunks getting their asses busted open by giant cocks are indeed straight men, when deep down inside we know that he's just another gay guy.

So what do we do? Do we spend our lives living in this endless circle of misery? Praying that one day your straight friend will finally have an epiphany and realise that you'd make the perfect sleeve for his big, straight cock? Do we push it to the back of our minds, bitter and angry that you were born like this, and he was born like that? Maybe you do, but I certainly don't.

My dad was a cunt, let's get that out of the way first and foremost, but he was a rich cunt. I spent about nine minutes with the man throughout the entirety of my childhood, and when I was eight, he got shot in the dick. Yes, you read that right. My straight laced, white collar father got shot in the damn dick.

It was a good job too, because if he'd been able to create another spawn, he would have most certainly left his entire estate to that, but fast forward thirty years and he's rotting in a hole, and yours truly has inherited everything.

I don't do partners. I guess I find the vast majority of people I come in contact with to be irritating little weasels, and given my vast wealth, they're almost always in it for one thing and one thing only. My interests lay solely in the straight man.

Despite the fact that I own three properties, countless cars and money that I physically couldn't spend if I lived five times over, I did actually go to college, and although my degree is now gathering dust in one of the offices, it did come in quite useful.

Psychology was a fascinating subject, but what I found most enjoyable was the module on human sexuality. It changes, you see? Not for all of us, and not drastically, but it changes which means it can be changed, yet again however, not drastically and not for all of us.

You hear of boys experimenting with their friends, of older teenagers being curious about their male companions, of grown men who have been happily married for years, having one night stands with men, and it always begged the question, can a straight man be flipped?

Well, the unfortunate answer is no. I don't believe a straight man will ever be turned to the point where he'll live happily ever after with another man and enjoy the endless pleasures of hot, sweaty anal sex, how upsetting, right? Wrong.

Whilst I never intended on flipping a man to turn him into my husband like some sort of creepy Frankenstein, I did want to test my theory that the straight man can in fact become more open to the idea of engaging in homosexual activities, and with a little bit of cash, we come to my brain child.
Flipped was nothing more than a drunken joke for me at the start. I even designed the logo, how artistic of me, right? I took inspiration from a widely known porn channel which rhymes with Peck Gunter.

The idea was simple. Offer some straight guy some cash and see how far he'd go before it became too much. Sound identical to our friend, Peck? Well it is, only I had to see it for myself. I'd watched too much porn to believe anything I found on the internet. How was I supposed to know that the guys in the videos weren't gay men?

With a pocket full of cash, I took to the streets of LA and I waited. Of course, there's simply no way to tell just by looking at someone if they're straight or gay, and so I came to my first hurdle. How does one pick out a straight man in a crowd? Do they look different? Do they act different? Do they pick their nose more liberally than their gay counterparts? Of course not, so I found the ones who were with their female partners.

I know what you're thinking. That's terrible, you're a home wrecker, call me what you will, but I wasn't forcing anybody to do anything, so when a young looking skater guy walked with one hand around a skateboard and one hand around a pretty blond, I decided to pounce.

Yes, it was weird, and yes, I felt like a fucking stalker, but I had to test my theory, and so I followed the skater boy around for about twenty minutes before he parted ways with his lover and skated off into the sunset, or tried to at least.

He pulled his Airpods out when I reached him, and nodded with confusion when I introduced myself.

"Can I ask you a really weird question?" I pressed, and the young man shrugged.

"Are you straight?"

He cocked a brow, and that awkward smile when someone asks you something personal crossed his tanned face.

"Uh... Yeah?" He said, and I believed him for obvious reasons.

"Now I'm going to ask you something even weirder if that's alright?" I told him, and he stepped off his skateboard and laughed.

"Am I being filmed or something?" He asked with a cute laugh, and I shook my head.

"No, but I am doing a bit of an experiment".

"Okay?" he said, though he didn't sound sure.

"Is there any amount of money in the world that would make you have sex with a man?"

His smile vanished, and the look of confusion became even more striking. It was as though the idea repulsed him beyond measure, and that was what I was looking for.

"No" he said, and began skating away.

"Thanks for your time, man" I said, and turned to walk away, eagerly listening out until... Bingo.

"Why?"

I turned back to him and he was scratching his head like a confused puppy.

"I think that every man has a price" I smiled, and walked again until he called me back.

"Wait, what do you mean a price?"

"Well, I'm a gay man, right?"

He nodded.

"And even though the idea makes me cringe, if someone offered me, let's say a thousand dollars to get my dick sucked by a woman, would I turn it down? Hell no".

The young man considered me for a moment before shaking his head.

"I don't think I could" he laughed, "it's just a bit... Weird".

"Correct" I nodded, "it is, and that's why I wouldn't do it for free, but I'd do it for a price".

Once again, the skater boy pondered the answer and frowned.

"Are you asking me to suck your dick?" He scoffed, and I smiled.

"No" I told him honestly, "I'm asking you to let me suck your dick".

Perhaps my brutal honesty was a little forthcoming, because the poor young man looked as though I'd punched him in the throat.

"Sorry man" he said, forcing a laugh, "I've got a girlfriend and stuff".

"Interesting" I replied, and he cocked a brow.

"What's interesting?"

"It's interesting that having a girlfriend is the reason you gave, instead of the obvious".

The blond young man rubbed the back of his neck and laughed with red cheeks.

"And that too, obviously".

"Obviously" I smiled, and once again turned to walk away.

"Hold up" he called, and flipped the skateboard into his hand, "do you think I'm hot or something?"

"I think you're handsome, yeah"

"Oh... Thanks, I guess"

"You're welcome"

"And you pay straight guys to let you suck their dicks?"

"Yes" I lied, acting as though this was a regular occurrence, "what's your name?"

"Jake" he told me, "and you give them one thousand dollars?"

"Yes".

"Just so you can suck their dick?"

"Just so I can suck their dick".

I could see the cogs turn in his mind. Even the fact that I'd gotten him to this point was a win.

"Do they have to cum?" He asked, lowering his voice as a bunch of beefy jocks walked by him.

"Well it has to end somehow, doesn't it?" I laughed.

"Look" he whispered, "I'll be real with you dude, I'm strapped for cash right now" he looked around and lowered his voice even more, "but no offence or anything, I don't think I'd even get hard for you... Or any guy, let alone cum".

"Wanna try?" I asked and once again, my straightforwardness seemed to catch him off guard.

"What, here?!" He gasped, and I laughed.

"No, I have a hotel just over there" I told him, pointing to it, "worst case scenario, you leave with blue balls and a full pocket".

Jake bit his bottom lip as his masculinity took a tumble, and when he searched around the pier for potential witnesses to this sinful act, he looked back at me once more.

"One thousand dollars?"

I nodded, he swallowed, then he nodded and the stage was set.

Was I pleasantly surprised that my first line had been a catch? You god damn bet I was. It changed everything, yet I still couldn't be certain if Jake was indeed just doing this for financial gain and nothing else, so I made a mental note that the next straight guy I targeted, would be in one of the more affluent areas of the city.

"Alright, get undressed" I told him when I closed the hotel room door behind me.

"Like, naked?" He asked, dropping his skateboard by the double sized bed.

"Yep".

He looked nervously around the room and laughed anxiously to himself.

"I can't believe I'm doing this" he said, and quickly caught himself, "it's just for the money though".

"I know" I smiled, and he blew out an anxious breath.

"Even my shirt?"

"Even your shirt".

Jake had already informed me that he was nineteen, and seemed a little taken aback when I asked for proof of that, but with dollar signs in his eyes, he handed over his ID, and I confirmed it before we began.

He fumbled with the buttons on his blue check shirt, nervously letting them slip and slide over the plastic until they came away, one by one, and a sheen of sweat covered his tender flesh.

"Oh man" he breathed, "I don't know why I'm so nervous".

"Don't be" I told him, "you're getting your dick sucked, you should be happy".

Bang. The power of suggestion. He should be happy about getting his dick sucked, even if it is by a guy. The first shot had been taken, but many more were coming.

The shirt came undone, revealing his tanned torso and stomach. He was relatively smooth, with only a dash of light coloured hairs beneath his naval. He kept his eyes on the floor as he slid the garment over his arms and placed it on the bed.

"You'd look really good if you worked out" I told him, shot number two.

"I do work out" he growled, and his cheeks became a little more red.

"Oh, shit" I replied, "I'm sorry".

The ball was in his court. Would he now attempt to impress me? It was a natural reaction to crave approval. Whether Jake liked it or not, he had to.

Much quicker than he had with his shirt, the teen shed his sneakers and dragged his baggy jeans down his legs. He had something to show off, and given that his muscularity hadn't done the trick, he was sure that this would.

I could see the outline of it in his loose underwear. A decent size indeed. His earlier worries were mostly put to sleep, and now he was focused on only one thing. Impressing me.

"I don't even know if you'll be able to take it" he scoffed, stepping out of his jeans, "it's pretty big".

"Is it?" I asked, with a slight hint of disbelief.

Jake didn't reply, and opted to show me instead.

It was no longer about being in a weird room with a weird man doing weird things, now it was about proving to me that he was indeed a big, manly man. And what better way to do that than with your big, manly cock?

It bounced out when his boxers came down, and I had to hand it to him, he had certainly impressed me.

"That is big" I told him, loading shot number three, "holy shit, you look great!".

He couldn't have hid the grin on his face even if he'd tried, and now I had a completely straight man, standing naked in my room, with a cock the size of a babies arm.

"Let's get this started then!" I said, clapping my hands, and now the memory of why he was here came flooding back to him.

"You can lay on the bed if you want" I told him, and he somewhat reluctantly nodded, and crawled forward, before realising that he'd just given me the perfect view of his forbidden back door.

He almost flipped off the bed as he turned and lay on his back, his eyes on mine wondering whether I'd seen it.

"There's no cameras or anything in here, is there?" He asked, mindlessly playing his his flesh pole.

"No" I told him, and stood at the end of the bed.

We shared a moment of silence as I enjoyed the young man's nudity, and when I finally crawled onto the bed, he flinched.

"Sorry" he laughed, "just nervous".

I moved closer to him, eyeing his cock like it was my prey. It remained completely flaccid, and I knew that in a very short space of time, one of my other questions would be answered.

Does a straight man get hard even when it's a guy sucking his dick?

I reached for it with my hand until my fingers closed around the warm, thick meat. His naked body tensed up, his arms were locked in place either side of him, keeping him upright as I slid my hand down his shaft.

Sharp breaths began to escape his throat as I fondled his cock. It stayed completely limp as I worked it, not even a twitch of excitement occurred.

Slowly I continued, not giving up hope just yet, until finally it happened.

A slight swell, barely enough to make a difference, but a difference nonetheless. His eyes were closed tightly, and I wasn't sure whether he was imagining a woman on his cock, or trying to keep himself soft to avoid the internal argument he'd have with himself later.

Either way, Jake was hardening now, and there was very little he could do about it.

I lowered my head, inhaling his warm musk into my lungs, and finally received the gift of the straight man into my mouth.

Did he taste different to the gays? Was there something more magical about this cock than there had been about all the other ones I'd sucked? No. Nor did I expect there to be. What was magical about this was that the owner of said cock was indeed a straight man, and that's what made me hard.

As Jake stiffened further in my throat, I knew I needed to provide the most mind numbing blowjob he'd ever received, and as us homosexuals know, we are the master of blowjobs. We know what we like. We know where feels good and where doesn't. We know the ins and outs of the male anatomy better than any woman ever could, and Jake was experiencing that first hand.

I lapped at his thick frenulum, toying with it and enjoying his gasps and moans as I coaxed strings of pre-cum from his bulging helmet. I tongued his cumslit, tasting his salty juices with each lick. I felt for his balls, kneading them softly in my palm, and then I took his length like I'd practiced for years. I had practiced for years, and Jake could tell.

He was sweating now. Torn between enjoying the experience and hating himself for enjoying it. His fists clenched the wet sheets beneath him as I took him closer and closer to orgasm and felt his balls began to contract, and then I slowed down and let him suffer a little.

"Feel good?" I asked, letting his twitching, wet prick splash against his stomach.

He looked at me with watery eyes, humiliated by his pleasure, but nodded anyway, and so I returned to his pole, and continued with my important research.

It took only a minute to bring him back to the point of no return. He was cursing to himself above me, angry and aroused in equal measure. His hips began to thrust upwards as I slowed my pace considerably, and toyed with his fuck stick even more.

"Do you still think you wont cum, Jake?" I asked him, staring into his eyes as I ran my tongue along the underside of his spasming cock.

He didn't answer me. I was teasing him now and he knew it, but perhaps he liked it, the bulb of clear fluid that drooled down his shaft certainly gave that impression, and when I tongued it away and plunged down on him once more, he whimpered.

"Oh fuck" he gasped, "that... That's good"

I knew it was good. I'd done it to hundreds of men who all felt the same, but we both knew what the difference with those men had been.

I squeezed his heavy ball sack, not tight enough to hurt him, but tight enough that his little globes remained in my grasp as his orgasm ripped through him.

"OHHH!" He moaned, a little higher pitched than I'm sure he would have liked, "oh my fuck!"

His cock expanded in my mouth, pushing my lips further apart as he thrust and jerked his hips. I held his nut sack a little longer as he gasped breathlessly and groaned into the air, and when I released them, my mouth flooded with thick, hot seed.

"Jesus fuck!" He trembled, spraying his load across my throat, and what a delicious load it was.

More and more of the straight nectar shot from his pulsing manhood and drenched my mouth, until finally his moans turned to short gasps, and eventually he went silent.

I let his soft cock slip from my mouth, but gave him the courtesy of licking it clean as it recoiled back into his bush of pubic hair.

He looked mortified when I sat back, unable to meet my gaze and covering his depleted junk with his hands.

I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand, still tasting him on my tongue, and reached into my pocket as a naked, tormented Jake rushed for his clothes and began dressing with violence.

"And this is for you" I smiled, handing him the wad of cash that he didn't even bother to count before shoving it into his jean pocket.

He grabbed his skateboard, failing to even pull the back of his sneakers up over his ankles as he shuffled toward the door, before stopping dead and turning around. Perhaps his manners had caught up with him.

"Thanks for the money" he mumbled, his cheeks still burning like fire, "and for... For the other thing".

"You're welcome" I smiled but Jake was already gone.


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My phone pinged and the message popped up.
“I’m outside”

It was our second meeting.

We meet on Squirt. The last time we met, we had hooked-up in the stairwell of my apartment building. It was an emergency exit in one of the lift lobbies that almost none one ever used, but it was clean, warm, carpeted and dimly lit with no cameras, and if anyone entered you could hear them at least floor away.

He was slim, young, smooth skinned and mixed race. Very boyish, with little body hair, and a nice large cock. He had wanted to suck me a public space, so the setup was perfect. After meeting, we’d played with each other’s cocks for about ten minutes and then he got down and started sucking my dick. He was good. After a while I was about to cum, but he stopped and stood up.

“Would you like to cum on my ass?” He asked with a smile.

He turned around and showed me. His ass was smooth, with just a few hairs around his otherwise naturally hairless hole. - of course the answer was, Yes.

He turned around, bent over, and I teased his hole with the tip of my dick while I jerked off. He pushed back and for a minute or two the tip of my cock pushed into his tight little pink hole. It was so hot.

I pulled away and started to cum. Splashes of hot semen spilled onto his lower back and butt cheeks. I pushed my dick between his bubble butt and fucked along his crack as I continued to cum. Dribbles of thick white fluid lubricated his hole, but I didn’t penetrate him again.

…and then I was done.

He turned around and I saw he had jerked off. There was cum all over his jeans and hands. He didn’t seem to care.

We spent a few awkward moments trying to clean ourselves up. Neither of us had thought to bring anything, but we did our best to looks presentable, and then he left.

For the next few days our messages on Squirt chat flowed. We had both enjoyed out meeting and wanted to do it again…

“I really wanted you to fuck me” he typed.
“I wanted you fuck you too” I replied.
“Next time I can bring a condom”.
…
“I’d be ok with you cumming inside me. If you wanted to” He eventually admitted. “You would be my first.”
Wow.

Things accelerated, and this was that second meeting.

I was a little nervous as he followed my back up the stairwell. We hadn’t been disturbed last time, and being semi-public was part of the thrill, but playing and sucking and easier to hide than full-on fucking.

We finally got to the top floor and hurriedly started undoing our pants and removing our t shirts. I liked his smooth slim body and chest.

He sucked on my nipples while he played with my cock with one hand and jerking himself off with the other. Then he lowered himself to his knees, kissing my stomach all the way down, and took me in his mouth.

He was a great cocksucker, working my shaft with his lips and tongue, while massaging my shaft and balls. I looked down at him as he sucked my dick. It looked good in his mouth. He had full lips and long black eyelashes and I watched his suck me like I was watching a twink porn movie. It was hot.

Soon I was dripping precum. He stood up.

“I want you inside me” he whispered.

He turned around and offered me his hole, leaning again the wall with one hand while pulling his ass cheeks open with the other.

I didn’t need a second invitation.

I lined up my wet dick, found his hole, and watched as the tip of my cock parted the few hairs around his hole and slowly push into him the first inch. He was so tight. I paused.

He spat on his hand and rubbed wet spit onto the tip of my dick, and lined me up again. I pushed in and this time I got two inches into him before it felt like I hit a wall.

“Relax” I said. “I know how this feels. … You need to want it”

His hole relaxed and I pushed in another inch. Then another.
I pulled out a little, added more spit to my shaft and then pushed in again. Another inch.

We kept going slowly like this, with gentle withdrawal, more lube and then a gentle push until I was balls deep inside him.

His back arched and he started to moan.
“Fuck me”… he begged.
I started fucking.

He was tight, but as I pushed into him over and over again he started to loosen up until I was able to properly fuck him deep and hard. He felt so good inside, and watching my cock slide in and out of his hole, while being conscious of our semi-public surroundings was hot as fuck..

I glanced up and down the stairwell. We were still alone and safe, but I was very aware then at any moment someone could open a door and we’d have t move fast, but no-one came.

I continued fucking him with long, deep and deliberate strokes. He quietly moaned and looked back at me with his mouth hanging open. I was ready to cum.

“I’m gonna cum”… I warned.
“Fuck me and fill me” he begged. “I want your seed inside me.”

I started fucking harder and faster and let myself go. My balls tightened and I exploded inside him.

I’d saved a week’s worth of cum and it was now filling his cute boyish ass.
I shoved myself deep into him, let most of it spurt inside but I saved the last couple of spurts to spray onto his hole. As I pulled-out his ass stayed open, and I could see my cum inside the pink open hole.

My last two spurts landed right on his gaping ass. I pushed back inside so I could pump him for a few more strokes while I was still hard. I realised he was also cumming into his hands and was almost done.

After our orgasms were complete, I gave it a few seconds and then slowly pulled out of his hole. It gaped for a few more seconds and I looked at my cum inside him. I wished I’d taken a video, so I could watch it back again and again, but I didn’t wanna lose the moment messing with a cameraphone.

This time he’d bought a pair of small bathroom handtowels. We cleaned each other up, and he kissed me.

“That was amazing” he said. “I knew it would feel good to have you cum inside me, but not that good”.

I walked him back down to the lobby and we said our goodbyes, trying to look natural as other residents passed through the elevator lobby. I watched him walk out and over the road to his car, before returning to my apartment, smiling.

My phone pinged.
“I can feel your cum inside my ass”…

I have four hours to waste as I waited for my car to get serviced. The garage I go to is in the middle of an industrial area so I figured I would just sit in the lounge area and read my book. There are a few other people sitting waiting for their vehicles, so I take my seat and get comfortable. Before I open my book, I take a quick look around at the people waiting. A lady in her 40s was typing away on her laptop to my right, a younger guy in his 20s staring into his phone across from me and an older gentleman in his 60s to my left was watching the TV.

I went to open my book, but thought I would quickly check out squirt, as you never know there could be hot cruising area close by. I have always had a fantasy of a hot hairy mechanic wearing nothing under his coveralls.

I open up Squirt and unfortunately the closest cruising place is 5km away. I clicked on guys near by and I’m surprised to see that there is a guy less than 1km away. His main picture is a shot of his chest in a muscle shirt. He doesn’t look to muscular, but you can see he has a nice hairy body. The rest of his pics are private, and his stats are blank. I’m curious so I unlock my pics for him and ask to see his privates. After a few minutes I get notification that his pics are unlocked. Hoping to see a face pic, he only has a full body shot with his face not shown and a close up of his cock. He has a nice hairy body with an average looking cock. I feel my cock start to stiffen.

He sends me a chat. Come to the washroom it says. My heart starts to pound, as I look around the room. Who is it? The older guy to my left is still looking up at the TV, but the younger guy across from me is gone.

I find the washroom and enter. He is standing at the urinal and by his movement I can tell he is stroking his cock. I pull my hard cock out at the urinal beside him, he smiles and licks his lips. He asks me how long before my car is ready, I tell him it will be four hours. He says his car is almost ready and we can go back to his place if I’m interested. I said sure and we put our cocks away and rush off to his place.

We enter his apartment I bent down to take my shoes off and he say no let me. He pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. This gorgeous hairy guy is standing in front of me in his boxers being stretched out by his hard cock. He puts his arms around me and pulls our bodies together. Gently kissing my neck and caressing my body, I feel his hard cock rubbing against mine through my jeans. He slowly unbuttons my shirt; it falls off my body. Slowly kissing my chest making his way down to my stomach and then his mouth finds my cock pressing again the inside of my jeans. While his tongue is working its wonders on my body, he managed to get my shoes untied and off. He unbuckles my belt and opens my pants and releases my cock as I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

My pants drop to the floor, he takes me to his bedroom. His boxers are now off, his hard body is pushing against mine with our cocks pushing up against our stomachs. His hairy body feels so good against mine. He pushes me down on the bed and he climbs on top of me, as we kiss, I can feel our cocks leaking precum on my stomach. He makes his way down to my cock and slowly sucks it into his mouth. I feel his tongue running up and down my shaft as one hand plays with my balls and the other on is playing with my hole. He comes up and sits on my chest so I can suck on his cock. His cock is oozing precum, the head of his cock is very hard. I run my tongue up the underside of his cock, he moans loudly. I start to suck his hard cock and play with his balls. He started to breath faster, his cock gets harder. I can feel him throbbing in my mouth as he yells oh fuck, his cock erupts and floods my mouth with his tasty cum. He pulls his dripping cock out of my mouth and before I can swallow his huge load, he is kissing me, and we share his cum.

He moves back to my cock and before long I am filling his mouth with my load. With his mouth still full of my cum and kisses me and we share my load.

We lay exhausted on his bed caressing each other’s body. We chatted a bit and I told him about my mechanic fantasy. He says there is a mechanic, named Chuck, that works at the garage that loves to get fucked. He is also on Squirt and his profile says he is always lubed and ready to go.

We get dressed and he takes me back to the garage and drops me off. All the people that were waiting before are now gone. I just get seated, and I guy calls me up to the desk as my car is almost ready. I pay my bill and I’m told it will be a little longer. He is leaving for the day, but the mechanic will bring me my keys.

Sitting for about a half hour, I slowly see staff leaving for the day. Eventually the mechanic comes out. He is a good-looking guy in his mid 40s, dark hair, 5 o’clock shadow, and he has coveralls zipped down a bit exposing his hairy chest. He walks over to where I am sitting. I could be just imagining it, but it looks like his cock is swinging freely in his coveralls. He hands me my keys and says my car is ready and everything is all lubed up. I feel my cock hardening. He tells me he needs to show me something and I am to follow him. As we walk, he says his name is Chuck. He takes me to the back where they work on the cars. There is no one around. When he turns around his coveralls are now zipped all the way down, exposing a muscular hairy body. I was right, he wasn’t wearing anything under his overalls. He says I hear you have a fantasy about mechanics, let’s make it come true.

I recently joined a local gym to firm up and in all honesty hoping to find some fun.

I’d been going for a couple of months now and so far other than some fun watching other naked men in the change room and shower area I hadn’t really worked up the nerve to approach anyone sexually. This day would be different.

I did get some vibes from a couple of guys but the timing never seemed right. I arrived at my usual time and went to a locker in a somewhat private corner. I started to undress and was down to my underwear when another gentleman about my age put his bag down on the bench beside me. He smiled at me and said “I usually use the lockers here for the privacy, and nobody bothers you here”.

I replied “yes I like that it’s away from the main area of the change room”.

He smiled again and started to undress. Then said “I’ve seen you here a lot recently are you a new member?”

I said “yes I joined a couple of months ago now”.

He then said “are you getting everything you need from the gym?”

I said “yes as far as the equipment goes I’m getting everything I need”.

I then slid my underwear down and stepped out of them and noticed him checking me out. He then followed suit and took his off as well not making any move to hide his nudity. I of course returned the gaze checking him out as he watched me do it. Then smiled at me and said “if you’d like to work out together let me know, I usually do a 15 minute cardio workout to warm up”.

I said “sure I do the same then we can hit the weights”.

We both slowly put our gym clothes on and headed out to the gym area. After the warm up we hit the weights and took turns spotting for each other even though neither of us were lifting heavy weights. We did a lot of chatting about random things and the hour seemed to go by quickly.

Once through our circuit he said “time to hit the showers”.

I agreed and added “I like to use the sauna as well”.

Smiling he replied “hopefully it’s not too busy”.

Off we went to the lockeroom again both stripping down to nothing and grabbing a towel. The showers are stalls with curtains for privacy. I usually leave the curtain open to allow anyone wanting a peek to be able to watch. He did the same taking the shower directly across from me. I lathered up and turned to show him my hand lathering my cock, balls then ass.

He did the same for me paying extra attention to his now stiffening cut cock. I licked my lips as he watched me watching him. His wink let me know he was interested. My cock now hard, I rinsed off and grabbed my towel and put over my shoulder making the decision to walk naked to the sauna and showing off my cock as I did. He did the same. I opened the door to let him in ahead of me. He made it a point to brush his hardness against my leg . We entered the sauna and noticed there was someone already seated. He was seated near the door and was covered by his towel. My friend and I sat further down in the far corner sitting beside each other.

The man towel spoke up and said “don’t let me cramp your fun, it’s obvious you’re both naked and sporting wood. Feel free to enjoy, I can leave if you want privacy”. I answered him and said “no reason to leave if you don’t mind if we have a little fun”.

He smiled and said “go ahead I’ll let you know if anyone is heading this way”.

I didn’t waste any time and my hand went to grip my new friends cock. He was about 6.5” thick and rock hard. I then got on the lower bench in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. As I slid down his shaft he let out a long sigh and said “fuck that feels good”.

Normally I like to take my time sucking cock but the risk of getting caught was high and I wanted his cum. He felt the urgency as well and quickly grabbed my head to make sure I couldn’t pull off. My hand cupping his balls I continued to bob up and down his shaft. The heat of the sauna and the danger of getting caught and also knowing some random guy was watching had me totally lost in the moment.

I heard the guy with the towel say “ wow I probably would’ve cum already”. To which my friend replied “I’m very close”.

I moaned with anticipation and as his breathing increased I knew he was going to explode soon.

“Oh fuck I’m coming” he said a little louder than expected. I feel his shaft tighten then feel it pump his cum into my mouth. I eagerly swallow as he continues to moan with each spasm. It seemed that I had just started and it was over. I savoured the last of his cum then pulled off his cock.

I said “thanks I really needed that”. He smiled at me and looked to the guy with the towel and said to me “I think our new friend could use one as well”. Then he said to the guy “I’ll watch the door if you’d like him to suck you off”.

The guy with the towel was definitely nervous but eventually said “ok but I cum fast”. I replied “that’s ok with me”

They changed places and the towel came off exposing a thick uncut cock. I again took him in my mouth and quickly took every inch down. I maybe went up and down his shaft 3 times when he said “I’m sorry”. Then he erupted in my mouth. I moaned in pleasure as he shot a rather large load as I swallowed every drop.

As I pulled off he apologized again and I said “trust me I don’t mind at all”.

He then proceeded to tell us he hadn’t had sex in too long but thoroughly enjoyed the blow job. I said to him “anytime you want more just let me know I really enjoy pleasing mature men”.

I then sat on the top bench as my buddy moved to reciprocate and suck me off but just as he was about to get into position the door opened and two older men came in.

I said to my friend it’s ok not to worry about it. I could see the disappointment on his face but these two newcomers didn’t seem to be interested. I got up and grabbed my towel to hit the shower again and once outside the sauna I said “you can watch me masturbate or you can come to my place it’s up to you”.

“Unfortunately I have a meeting to get to but if the invitation is open for tomorrow we can meet here”. I said “yes it’s an open invitation anytime”.

I then moved to the shower and leaving the curtain open for him to watch. I stroked my cock for him to watch. His hand played with his own cock as I increased the speed of my hand on my cock. Just as I was about to shoot another guy walked by and noticed I was masturbating and he watched as I shot my load onto the shower floor. I winked at him rinsed off and headed to the locker.

My new buddy joined me and said “that whole scene was so hot I definitely want to repeat this again”.

I said “we will and I’ll be totally honest with you I was pretty turned on when you offered that older guy my mouth instead of yours, feel free to do that again”.

The next day we both showed up at the same time and went back to my place after the workout.