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[redbeardy]

[amandahuggenkiss1]

I watched my husband, Josh, glisten as he finished his meal prep for the week as I rolled my suitcase into the kitchen. He'd worked out in our home gym as I packed for my trip.

"Are you about to head out?" he asked as I stood to his left looking at his round ass in his shorts without underear.

"Yeah, I'm hoping traffic isn't bad to the airport," I replied as I adjusted my bulge in my khaki shorts that showed off my big thighs.

"At least your flight is early in the morning," Josh reminded me. "Did you get the airport hotel room by yourself, or are you staying with one of the guys?"

"I got one by myself," I lied.

Mike, my friend and fuck buddy, will be sharing the bed before we head to the airport at 4 in the morning, but Josh didn't need to know. He'd voiced his concerns in the past about the attention Mike gives me whenever we're together, so I thought it was best to keep that part to myself.

"Make sure you set multiple alarms," he said with a smirk as he dropped more food into one of the containers.

"I will, baby," I responded with a chuckle. "Give me a kiss."

Josh wiped his hands on his tight shorts and wrapped his arms around me pulling me close.

"Be good," he said with a stern face.

"I will, baby," I said knowing I was full of it. "This is going to be tame compared to my bachelor party."

Josh's face let me know he didn't believe me before he kissed me. He is an amazing kisser.

"OK, I better bounce," I said breaking the kiss and looking at my watch.

I grabbed the handle to my rolling suitcase, smacked Josh's big ass and walked to the door.

"Bye, baby," I called behind me. "Love you."

"Love you," he called back. "Be safe."

The heavy door shut behind me as a surge of excitement coursed through my body. I was eager to get to the hotel and bury my face in Mike's hairy hole. While Josh had a hairless hole, Mike had a delicious dusting of black hairs leading the way to his pink. The first rim job I ever gave him lasted close to an hour before I finally rammed it in.

I was about five minutes down the road when I suddenly remembered the ziploc bag of chargers I'd prepared for my gadgets.

"Fuck," I said quietly as I got in the left lane to make a U-turn.

I texted Mike over voice control to tell him what was happening as I made the turn and headed back toward home.

"WTF babe," his response read out loud in my car.

I rolled my eyes as I pictured Mike on the hotel bed naked and lying in lust.

I pulled down my street and immediately noticed my Dad's truck parked in my spot in the driveway. Without thinking, I immediately pulled to the side of the street and put my car in park. My eyes glared at my driveway as my mind started to analyze all the possible reasons my 62 year-old Dad would be at my house right after I'd left for a long weekend.

"Why didn't I get alerts on my phone from the cameras?" I asked myself out loud.

I picked up my cell phone and opened the app to our cameras.

"Disabled?" I mumbled as I looked down at the app and back up to my Dad's vehicle.

Now I was in panic mode. Why would Josh disable the cameras? Why was my Dad at my house when he knew I was going away for the weekend? Was Josh planning some surprise for my return and Dad was helping him? Was Josh ... cheating on me ... with my Dad?

I turned off my car and jumped out as I crossed the street and walked down the sidewalk to my house. Now that the cameras were disabled, I didn't need to worry about Josh being alerted to my arrival.

"Fuck," I mumbled as my mind raced.

Yes, I was cheating on Josh with Mike, but Josh was a saint. He would never ...

I took a hard left down our property line to the left of the driveway and made my way to the gate in back. I listened for a minute to make sure the two weren't out by the pool. I quietly closed the gate without locking it to avoid the familiar noise from giving away my location.

I moved quietly and cautiously around the corner to the back yard as my eyes scanned for Dad and Josh. With no sign of them in the pool area and the back doors closed, I looked in a small side window in the kitchen. I didn't see anyone and decided to keep moving.

I didn't want to walk in front of the pool in case they were in the open kitchen and living room, so I moved back toward the palm trees and lush plants along the back wall behind the pool. I quickly moved past the open parts of the back yard and made my way to the area with some trees and plants. I stopped at the first window to our bedroom and stood silent for a second as I thought.

I crouched down and moved under the first window, past the fireplace, the second window and waited again. Around the corner was a single glass door that leads directly into our room from the walkway. I peaked my head around to see the door was open. We usually left the door open to let the air in, so I figured I could slip in.

I listened for any sign of them before turning the corner, peaking my head in and moving next to the bed and crouching down. I shot my head up and scanned the room. I needed to make it to my closet on the other side of the room. With more silence, I stood and quietly glided across our bedroom and slipped into my open closet door. I stood in the dark as I thought. About a minute later I heard them.

"No, I replaced the sheets this morning," Josh said coming down the hallway. "Besides, you've never cared about fucking me on our dirty sheets before ... you said it was hot."

"I know, but we have four days together, so I just want it to be about us this weekend," my Dad's voice said.

My eyes were big with shock as I processed what I was hearing. How long has Dad been fucking my husband ... in our bed.

"You're so sexy, Dad," Josh said before I could hear them clearly kissing close by.

"Dad?" I mouthed the words as the shock reverberated through my body.

"God, I've been hard since our session last week," Dad said, "waiting patiently for my boy's tasty hole."

More kissing.

I reached down and adjusted my bulge realizing I was getting hard.

"Dad needs to lick my tight hole?" Josh asked in his sexy voice I hadn't heard in a while.

"Dad needs it, baby," Dad said in a low, sexy whine.

My cock throbbed as listened to my father -- the man I'd always tried to sneak a peak of and constantly masturbated to as a teen.

More kissing with some moaning.

I felt precum ooze from my cock head as it slowly spread across my briefs. While I should be mad at this new discovery of Josh and my Dad cheating together, I was in heat as I listened to the porn happening in our bedroom.

"Fuck, Daddy," Josh moaned, "I need you to rail me so bad."

"Daddy is going to give you his thick 8 inches, baby ..."

My eyes again got big as my brain and my leaking cock took in the news that Dad has a thick 8-inch cock. Fuck, I wanted to jump out and join them now. I was using every part of my self control not to drop my shorts and walk into the room with my cock swinging to join the taboo affair that was happening.

" ... but you know that Dad needs to eat that sweaty, smooth hole first," Dad said in a patient, fatherly tone.

"Yes, daddy," Josh moaned in his deep voice as I heard them move into our large bathroom just past my closet where I was standing.

I wondered why they were going into the bathroom for my Dad to eat my husband's ass. Then it hit me ... the sling.

Josh and I had it installed about a year ago, but had rarely used it since. At least not together. It hung in a small, awkward closet that the builder had created out of odd space leftover in the floor plan.

Josh had begged me to have it put in, saying that he loves to have his legs up as I'm face-deep in his big butt. We'd used it a few times, but it was now apparent that Josh wanted it for his own use without me. This deviant side of Josh was hot. It was what I needed.

"Fuuuuuccccckkkk," Josh moaned loudly. "You eat my ass so good, baby. Fuck, I love feeling your beard on my hole, daddy."

I groped my hard cock through my khakis before freeing it. I stroked my cock as my precum lubed my shaft. I was so fucking horny. I knew I wouldn't make it to the hotel without shooting. Hell, I knew I wouldn't make it out of my closet without ropes of my jizz flying across the floor.

I strained my ears to hear the hot, sweaty rim job happening across the bathroom. Josh was moaning in ecstasy as my Dad slurped on his pucker. He was begging for Dad to fuck him already. He was absolutely insane for my Dad.

I was close to shooting as I continued my assault on my dick. Fuck, it felt amazing as I eavesdropped.

"You ready for Dad to fuck you hard, baby?" Dad finally asked.

I pictured him standing and wiping his hand down his face over his beard to wipe the ass juice and spit running down it. His hairy, muscular body and thick, hard cock aching for my husband. My husband's hole winking at Dad begging for a hard pounding as Josh pinched his sensitive nipples.

"Fuuuucccckkkkk," Josh's voice carried loudly all the way to me.

He was lost in lust as my Dad's thick cock began pounding him as the sling squeaked loudly. Dad was really going to town fucking my husband's butt.

I had so many questions. How did this start? Dad likes men? Who else do I know that Dad has fucked? Who else has my husband been pummeled by?

I was going to shoot. Fuck, I need to be quiet. I'm so fucking turned on, and my cock is incredibly hard.

"Ahhh, Oh, fuuccckkk ... fuck, fuck, fuck ... wha ... oh fuck," Josh was on another planet as Dad rammed his tight pussy.

My balls got even tighter, so I cupped them with my left hand as my right hand worked my warm fucking load out of me.

I shot across to the wall and sprayed a line of cum down it. The second explosion made a couple of splat noises as it landed on the hardwood below me. The orgasm was intense and seemed to hang out for a bit longer than usual knowing how much I was enjoying this.

Clarity quickly took control now that the seed was out of me. I quickly put away my cock and stepped over my splooge and into the kitchen area where I grabbed my ziploc filled with my chargers.

I was back in my car and headed to the hotel in record time as my cock still throbbed in my shorts. My mind ... was free. What should've been devastating wasn't. I was so turned on -- still.

I turned the cameras back on all over the house but disabled notifications. I was going to have hours of porn on these cameras for later use, but now I needed to get to Mike and destroy his hole. I was going to be a major slut this weekend before returning to my husband. This "incident" lit my desire for Josh again. And now, I was excited to get closer with Dad.

[internetstuds]

AJ Exclusive

[rutternut]

AJ was renting a room in my flat, he was an amateur bodybuilder who worked as a delivery guy distributor for a number of clubs in the city, some of which he occasionally moonlights for. It’s been a few months but we get along well. One of us is usually home before the other and we’ll sometimes cook and have a beer or so as we watched the game. We also go to the gym regularly when our schedules match up. AJ wasn’t typically into guys and I often brought them over, to my hookups dismay that AJ wasn’t going to DP or spit roast them with me.

One day he asked me for some help with webcamming. “You mean like those bodybuilders that jerk off and put toys up their ass?” I asked, intrigued and curious. He nodded, and said some of the guys around the club do it on the side to make extra money. He thought it would be nice to get some extra cash for the supplements and medications he was taking to get bigger.

“I’ve seen some of cam shows like that,” I mumbled. He gave me a look and I gave him one back. “C’mon, you can’t be surprised. Not like you haven’t watched one ever.” He laughed and agreed. I continued, “but why me? Can’t you just do it yourself. I’ve heard you can do that.” I joked as I recalled the guys I’ve seen that would self-moderate every few minutes in-between doing lewd stuff. “I wanted to differentiate myself a bit more, get more followers fast. You could be that mystery factor that gets people to watch, Mark. Some offscreen guy commanding me to do sexy stuff? I trust you. We can make it profitable.” He raised his eyebrows at me.

“Sorry, AJ, you’re hot as fuck, I’m sure you’d make waves, but I don’t work with straight guys who are gay baiters.” I made a face at him. He gave me a blank stare back. “Who said I was totally straight?” We were quiet, my brows furrowed and his raised in glee as I was thinking back to if he had brought over anyone ever, and I realized he hadn’t. “Prove it.” I said. He thought for a bit as he took off his shirt and let me take a look at him. “Hmm, three days ago I came home from my delivery shift and was headed to shower when I overheard you fucking that college wrestler in your room you called him your little muscle bitch as he moaned about how much you filled his hole up. I was listening by the door and jerked off thinking about getting fucked by you. I blew my load in my shorts and rushed off to shower.” I did indeed run into him after I fucked the cum out of that hot stud and went out for a drink of water. “Any proof?” He grumbled as he went to fetch his white shorts that he walked out of the shower holding, and showed me a dried cum stain on it. “Okay, I believe you stud. I’m interested in helping out. What do I get in return?” He silently cheered and did a fist pump. “What do you want? Of course you get a percentage cut for your time.” I shook my head. “Thanks I’ll take it, but you’ll have to sweeten the pot a bit. Something that I can’t get just by working overtime, I’ll give you a hint. You might want it too with that little naughty story you just told me…” He nodded and gave me a double biceps pose.

“You want to fuck me? I’m yours.” I walked up, got closer to him. His breathing became a bit more ragged. “Not just to fuck you now, but anytime I want. After work, or before you camwhore, or even if you’re napping and I’m horny and want to use one of your holes. You gotta do it, no complaints. Agree to that and I’ll moderate your streams for you” I said, not thinking he’d accept. He surprised me by nodding, before taking me to my room. AJ leaned back on the bed as he took off his shorts, left only in his black underwear and socks as I took a look at his body. The guy was a stud. Hairless smooth muscles with big arms and thighs. “You sure you’re okay with this? I mean, I see the hard-on in your underwear but you can back out now, ya know” I asked AJ as I looked at him spreading his legs out for me, as if going on display to entice me.

He nodded, “it’s been a long time since I’ve gotten an intimate touch with someone. And it’s been a longer time since something’s been inside me besides a dildo,” he said as he got up on the bed on his knees to start flexing. “Anytime you want me, just come up and say so, I’ll get ready for you.” He winked, now getting down on his stomach, head off the bed as he waited for my dick with his open mouth. I shrugged and walked up, pulled down my pants and lightly slapped his face with my dick. He groaned as he chased after it with his mouth, before I pulled his head back and slowly inserted my dick beyond his lips. Both of us moaning as he started to take my girth. With each stroke he was taking more and more of me. After a minute or so he was about halfway deep.

“When did you last use a dildo? Who fucked you last?” I said, pulling out to give him a break, flipping him over on his back as I rested my dick on his face. “Three days ago, that night I went out and bought one.m, tried to guess your size. Guessed too small it’s bigger than I thought, so it’ll be nice and tight for you,” he winked at me as I took my dick and lightly whacked him. He held his tongue out as he let it hit him. “And the last person, hmm, my own wrestling coach, in his office on campus, he bent me into a pretzel on the mat as he forced his donkey dick in me, after I told him I would do anything to stay on the team. He said if I lost another match he’d whore me out to some of the teams sponsors, I never lost another match that year.” Fuck, I was getting heated up. “Hot, did you like getting fucked.” He nodded, getting up to rotate legs facing me as he took off his underwear. He the lifted his legs up and held onto them as he showed me his hole. His rock hard dick full mast waving around, untouched. “Sure did, but I started dating one girl after another after high school graduation so I never got to be with a guy again. Broke up with my last girl right before I moved in with you.”

I leaned down and started to pry open his ass further before slowly eating out his ass. “Fuck! Coach never did that,” AJ let out a high-pitched whimper as I let my tongue do my magic.” AJ kept talking. “I get why so many hot jocks like to get fucked by you, you talented fuck,” which causes me to chuckle and dig deeper with my tongue.

Eventually I had to stop and grab some lube to slick up my dick and his hole. He was spitting out dirty talk the whole time about how I was going to own his ass and make it mine. How he wanted me to fuck the cum out of him and make him my little bitch whore. And I said it right back to him, telling him he built up his big body to be used by guys to dump their loads in. He groaned as I kept degrading him as I slid my cock in. He definitely had practice on that dildo but still gasped at the tight fit. I leaned in as he took deep breaths, and started to make out with him, changing up my tone. “Fuck, baby, so beautiful taking that dick. So fucking sexy. All those muscles, so strong, strong enough to take a pounding for me like a good boy, right?” He nodded, groaning into my lips as he slowly let me in deeper. Slowly once he adjusted I started to pick up the pace, moving in and out until I glided over his prostate. He threw his head back again and I saw a bit of precum come out of his stiff dick. He went to reach for his dick to jerk off but I swatted his hand away and said this first fuck is all about me, if Inwas going to moderate him then I get to control his orgasms. He groaned and nodded. I told him I was getting close, and asked him where I should give him my load. He looked up at me and said inside his ass so he can hold it in as long as possible. I did as he requested and groaned loudly as I unloaded a heavy one into his guts. He shook as he felt my dick swell and fire into him. As i came down from my orgasm I leaned down and started kissing him again. He returned the kiss passionately, my dick still in his not softening as he clenched his ass muscles to milk out the rest of my cum. “Damn Mark, I can still feel you hard inside me.” I nodded, but pulled out. As I got back up. “I want to see you perform a bit baby, go get your dildo and let me see you bounce of it for a bit with my cum as your lube. If you can cum hands free from riding it then we have a deal.” He nodded and ran to his room, changing lace midway when I yelled at him to make sure he doesn’t have any of my seed spill out en-route and back. He waddled back in and set the dildo on the ground before crouching over it. In one fell swoop he dropped down on it before any of my cum could dril out. He howled in pain momentarily before he got used to it and started to rock his ass up and down using his hand son his thighs. I had him practice his dirty talk as if I was behind the camera and I don’t have to do much for long before he shot his load hands free, dropping down to the hilt of the dildo as he did so. He caught his breath as I praised him for a job well done. He opened his eyes as I showed him my recording.m that I made of him fucking himself on the dildo. “Your first video, AJ,” I said as I leaned in to kiss him once more. “Hot,” he said as he watched the video.

“Wait can I get the names of some of those guys that said they can too” I asked, he scoffed and nodded, before I pulled him up to go shower. Being roommates was about to be more interesting.

[g0y-stuff]

[openurhairylegs]

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[nashguy0260]

[jakespot7]

"Taking a picture to send the wifey?" David asked, he was sitting at the desk on his laptop.

"Yeah," I said, feeling a bit silly I got caught. "She likes seeing me in my suit," I told him, trying to recover.

He turned to face me, his legs spread and I tried not to check out his bulge between them. He was definitely attractive, something that scared me. It was really irritating that the hotel messed up and we had to share a room. It was going to mess up my routine, let alone the fact that I was horny and would need to rub one out at least a few times on this five day trip.

"I get it, mine also likes me to send her photos. Sometimes without clothes," he said with a smirk, just to see how I'd react.

I faked a laugh. He was making me nervous the more he talked, the more I realized I'd be sharing a room with him for four nights. Not even my wife Katie knew that I was attracted to guys. I wish I could be honest with her, but growing up in a religious conservative State made me keep that from her.

"Are you ready for the meeting?" I asked walking over to my suitcase to unpack a few things and hang them up.

"Yeah, I'm good, you?" He replied, looking at his phone.

I used the opportunity to snag a few glances when he wasn't looking. David was definitely a good looking guy, probably not the best thing for me to think of him as anything more than a coworker, and occasional drinking bud. Well I guess that was wrong, we had shared a lot with each other and I would say we were semi friends. Besides all that, he was married just like I was. There wasn't a chance he had the same tendencies towards men that I did.

"Yup, I'm ready," I told him as I closed the closet doors and took a seat on my bed. "Are you going to get dressed?"

"Yeah," he sighed, I didn't blame him, it had been a long drive and I wasn't feeling up to it either.

I was surprised as he stood up right in front of me and pulled his shirt off like it was nothing. He had a nice smooth chest. He began unbuttoning his pants right in the middle of the room, my heart raced as I realized he wasn't shy with having me there. I went into the bathroom to get ready, but I guess he didn't care.

"I'm going to need a drink tonight, this better not last more than an hour," he said as he pulled his jeans down.

He was wearing a pair of gray boxer briefs. I tried not to let my dick react when I saw the outline of his right there in front of me. Something I never thought I would see from David. This hotel mix-up was proving to be the best and worst thing to happen to me.

He began moving around the hotel room giving me a view of his almost completely naked body. He was fit, he wasn't lying when he told me he had a full gym setup at his house. When he turned and leaned over his bag I took mental notes of how great his ass looked, his wife was lucky for sure.

I instinctively squeezed my cock as I watched his firm ass pointing directly at me. His balls were hanging between his legs, making his underwear sag as he did, it was quite the view. I took a deep breath and looked away. I had to stop, I couldn't stand up now that my dick was hard and I definitely didn't want him to notice me gawking at him.

I pretended not to watch him getting dressed, trying to distract myself by going over meeting notes. I think the most enjoyable thing was watching him tuck his crotch into his pants and zipping it up. I wanted to rub my face on it, smell my coworker's junk, but it was all just a fantasy, something I'd have to just jerk off too later.

We headed off and got done with our meeting pretty quickly. We decided to have a few drinks downstairs in the hotel bar when we got back, it was easy and we could go right upstairs when we were done.

I excused myself a few drinks in to take a leak, the only restroom was through the lobby and they stopped me to let me know that they had an opening for another room. I let them know that it was fine and we were already settled. Probably a bad decision if he found out, but I wasn't thinking, the drinks and my dick were.

David and I were work buddies, and had hung out a few times outside of work situations. I had warmed up to sharing a room with him, it reminded me of my college days, having a roommate. But the difference now that I was a little older was that I was okay with letting my mind wander, thinking about men like I thought about women.

We had a lot in common, sports, families, and jobs. Over the time we knew each other we were definitely becoming more friends than coworkers and I think that was a part of the appeal of it.

After a good amount of drinks we decided we should turn in and headed back up. It was again surprising how comfortable David felt as I watched him in the corner of my eye as he stripped down to his underwear right in the middle of the room. I stepped in the bathroom to take a leak and changed into a pair of gym shorts I had brought before coming out.

"Shit man, I'm beat," he said and walked past me to use the restroom. "What time are you getting up? I'll probably jump in the shower before you do in the morning," he yelled out the door as I heard his stream start, not bothering to close the door.

I looked towards the mirror on the closet door, all I could see was his back, he was facing the toilet, my dick went a little stiff anyway.

"I don't know, maybe 6:30," I replied. "We need to be there by 8."

"Sounds good, I'll get up at 6," he said as I heard his stream stop and the toilet flush.

I had crawled into bed and plugged in my phone before he had come out. His underwear was a little stretched out but his dick outline was still there. He walked around my bed and then fell back into his own. I casually glanced over as we talked a little bit about the next day.

Once he had gotten into bed and the lights were out I couldn't sleep. My head was racing at the idea of doing something with him. It was so stupid, he was a straight dude with a wife and kids, but technically so did I. My hand had slipped into my shorts and briefs and I was slowly squeezing my dick as I thought about what it would be like.

Seconds turned into minutes and the next thing I knew it was 1:30 and I was no closer to falling asleep than I was early. I finally decided that if I got myself off then I'd stop obsessing about it. I wrapped my hand around my dick and began to move up and down on it. The room was silent and I had to be careful not to make noise with the comforter.

I don't know what was harder, trying not to breathe heavily or not making any noise with my hand under the covers. As I was getting lost in my thoughts of doing things with David, I heard it. I looked over and noticed his hand moving under his covers as well. For fucks sake, he was jerking off too. I didn't know if it was because of me, or if he thought I was asleep.

It wasn't that dark in the room and I could see his eyes were open and after a bit of time looking his way he looked over at me and it was clear we were both aware of each other. I kept going, worrying less about being obvious because he wasn't trying to hide it either.

My dick was so fucking hard, I couldn't believe we were actually doing this together. I didn't want to push my luck and just kept stroking and looking over at him, he did the same. I guess we both needed the release before bed.

It went on for a while, getting off together. I wasn't rushing and I could make it last a long time if I needed. But then he threw off the covers and I saw his hard dick right in the open. He had a strong grip on it and pushed his hips up and looked over at me to see if I was watching, of course I was. He looked back down at himself and his dick went off. Thick shots of cum flew over him, coating his stomach and chest.

"Shit," he said under his breath as he continued stroking himself.

I wasn't brave enough to pull mine out but I definitely was pushed over the top watching him. I began to cum inside my underwear as I watched him settle down from his orgasm. He looked over at me with a mischievous grin as I came down from my own orgasm. He finally stood up in the middle of our beds, giving me a closer look at his cum covered body and his softening dick between his legs.

He didn't say anything as he walked around my bed and back into the bathroom. I could hear him cleaning up as my dick decided it was going to stay hard for the rest of the night. After he came back he climbed into bed naked, I guess he didn't feel the need to put his underwear back on.

I finally got up, he was on his side facing me, eyes open. It felt weird to be watched by another man like that, but he was definitely checking me out. I wondered if he was just horny, did he want the company or he was like me, interested in his bi side? I was probably overthinking it, he probably just needed to get off and I was lucky to be there.

I grabbed a pair of clean underwear and went into the bathroom to clean up. I was still hard, I wanted to go out there and do more but it was getting late and I really needed to get some sleep. I had a few more days anyways, if I played my cards right I might have a chance to at least do it again with him.

"Night," David broke the silence when I walked back out in just my underwear.

"Have a good night," I replied as I climbed back in bed.

I wish I could say I fell asleep quickly after that. It probably kept me up even longer. I could hear David lightly breathing, at least he was going to be rested for the next day.

I woke up to the sound of the shower running, I was exhausted and still horny, if I was honest. David left the door open, he definitely didn't have the boundaries like I figured he would have. I checked my work emails on my phone, waiting my turn.

I heard the water turn off and within a few minutes. David was walking completely naked through the room.

"Good morning, Jacob," he said, dick swinging like it was nothing.

"Uh, morning," I replied, feeling my morning wood betray me.

He was naked and with what happened last night, I decided to own it and pushed back the covers and stood up with my dick straining against the fabric of my briefs.

He looked over and took a look, not even hiding the fact that he was. I walked past him and headed into the bathroom and stripped my underwear off and stepped into the shower, leaving the door open like he did.

Within moments he was back in the bathroom going through his bathroom bag, getting his toothbrush. He was still completely naked. He kept looking at me though the mirror as I showered, I was still completely hard, I couldn't turn my dick off.

I looked at his ass, it's nice and firm and I bet it looked great while he was fucking his wife. Probably even better if I was sliding inside of it. We both knew we were looking at each other which made it exciting. His dick grew. I felt like a kid experiencing things for the first time, which besides the kid part, I was.

"Do you need to rub another one out?" He asked, sitting back on the sink and grabbing his dick. "We might have time."

There was no door on the shower so we are just two guys looking at each other with hard-ons and a lot of tension. It was scary to think he would tell his wife, tell mine. But I wanted to do more, keep it going if he did.

"Sure, probably a good idea," I said and grabbed mine and slowly worked it as we freely stared at each other.

We both took it slow at first, enjoying the moment and the view.

"You sure your wife is cool with this?" I asked, trying to get a feel for his situation.

"Hah, fuck no. Yours?" He asked, not stopping.

"Definitely not," I replied with a smirk, happy to have a partner in crime.

He ran his hand up and down his body, squeezing his nipple looking down at himself and then back at me. He was definitely attractive and nice to look at, this was awesome and just what I needed.

"You have a nice cock," I told him, trying to push myself deeper into the situation.

"Thanks, man. You too," he replied and moved it around, showing it off. "You ever do anything like this?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No, you?"

"Not since highschool," he smiled. "You never did this kinda shit with your friends?" He asked.

"Not really," I was honest. "I probably would have if they wanted."

"Good, I don't want to freak you out. It's been a long time but I always enjoyed the company with my friends, I guess we're friends, right?" He asked.

"For sure," I replied and felt great stroking my dick with him in the small space.

Katie would kill me if she knew what I was doing, but if she really knew who I was she'd understand that I needed to experience it. As amazing as she was I needed to explore who I was, life might only gave me one shot, and it might have been now or never.

"I'm going to cum," David said and walked forward. It kind of freaked me out that he was getting closer but I did my best not to show it. "I don't want to have to take another shower," he said and stood at the edge of the tub.

He was close to me but was aiming for the open half of the space. My heart was racing as I watched another man get himself off in arm's reach of me. I could see he was almost there and I took a step to my left, putting myself in the way of what was going to happen.

"Fuck," he smiled as I did. "Oh shit!" He moaned and his dick shot off directly at me.

Jet after jet hit my wet skin and slid down my body. My cock couldn't hold back and I aimed upwards and began spraying myself with my own cum as he was still going. I was getting coated with another man's jizz and it was fucking wild, amazing even. It was warm and smelt like sex and I loved it.

I instinctively reached out and cupped his balls and held him as he finished, my heart was speeding so fact as I touched another man for the first time, my coworker and friend. He didn't protest and even seemed to enjoy the interaction more as I held him as he came down.

"You're a mess," he chuckled and ran his hand through the cum that was all over me, touching my stomach. "Good thing you're already in the shower," he said with a wink and stepped back, shaking his dick, making sure it wasn't on the tip.

"Yeah," I blushed, thinking twice now that I was post cum.

He turned around and started finishing what he had been doing like it was nothing. I was shocked but excited as I washed my skin with the cheap bar soap that was provided by the hotel. A married man, father of two had just relieved himself all over me and I finally felt like I had a chance at living out some stuff I desperately wanted to.

"We good?" David asked looking at me through the mirror.

"We're good," I replied and gave him a smile, letting him know we were cool.

To be continued...

[nuttcream]

ASS CHERRY

I lost count of how many times the four guys fucked me that night.

When I get invited over to 'watch TV' or 'play cards' by a fuck buddy, I expect to get fucked at some point in the evening. I wasn't really interested in how many loads I had sloshing around in my ass, though, once I realized that there was no 'tv' or 'cards'.

That night was the first time I had allowed more than one guy to fuck me. It was the first time I sucked more than two cocks, other than at a glory hole, that is. It taught me that taking four cocks is not much different than taking one, as long as you pace yourself. I love the feel of the big dicks sliding back and forth inside me. I still love the feel of jism splashing deep inside my gut, its liquid warmth almost a soothing pleasure after a long hard fuck. The more loose I get, the longer the fuck lasts.

Buck, for some reason I love having a fuck buddy named Buck, has me spend the night and I would end up fucked one last time. I had no trouble taking his entire cock by then, and he could tell I was enjoying it just by the way I wriggled my butt as he plowed into me.

When I finally left the next morning, Buck stuffed a pair of his underwear inside of mine, telling me I needed them as a tampon to keep the cum loads from staining my jeans. I wanted to take a long shower when I got back home. I laid down but a lot more cum leaked out of my hole after I fell asleep, so that my sheets were a mess when I woke up.

My ass still felt a little sore, but I recovered by the next evening. Buck messaged me that I had left my wallet, I let him know I would be over to get it, but that's another story.

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[cumboyintn]

I met Jim at a low point in my life. I was single again after breaking up with anabusive partner. I was also fairly new at my job as I had just moved out of my parent's house and as such was definitely struggling to make ends meet. I had just posted a couple ads looking for a roommate in the commons area of the gayborhood and stopped to treat myself to a cup of coffee at Mickey D's when I saw him sitting at a booth relaxing by himself.

I mustve been staring too long because he looked up and locked eyes at me and I instantly fell in love with those dark piercing peepers. When I realized he was looking back at me, I tried to avert my gaze, but my awkwardness made him smile. I carried my coffee over to the condiment station, which was by his booth, and as I added a couple sugars and creamers, I became introduced to James Howard Blunt, or as he preferred to be called, Jim.

I ended up getting a refill before I left along with his number and a date to come by the apartment. When he found out I was looking for a roommate he jumped at the chance to get out of his cousin's living room and into a place of his own.

Later that day, after a tour, complete with a trial of my queen sized mattress, I had a new roommate and boyfriend in my life. I gotta say that things began to get a lot better that day. Within a couple months we were able to build a sense of security with our combined incomes and we discovered that we shared a lot of common interests from the books we read, the music we listened to, as well as our likes and dislikes in food.

We started to branch out once we had our feet under us firmly and even started to go out to the clubs on a weekly occurrence. There were a couple of gay spots in the downtown area and we found a couple spots that we found to our liking. Good drag shows, reasonable drink prices and lots of fun guys to hang with.

Now at this time we hadn't talked too much about monogamy so we were still feeling things out. We wouldn't want to hurt each other so we were mindful of everything. But the week of Pride ended up being a special time and well, we celebrated a bit freely, both of us drinking a bit more than we usually did. While I stepped away to take a wicked piss, the first of many to come that night, I found a situation when I returned. Seems Jim had found a new friend while waiting for us and opted to join him on the crowded dance floor. It took me a bit to locate his handsome face as everyone was topless while dancing.

I spotted him shaking that fine ass of his with some rugged looking stud whose smile had probably unlocked more jeans for him than was ever fair. I just watched them dancing with each other and smooth guy was getting closer and closer to Jim. As I was monitoring their fun, I saw stud guy slide his hands up and down over Jim's fine ass cheeks. Then to my surprise, Jim turned around and slid his own hands over the sweaty hairy chest of his new friend.

My mind told me to get my ass out there and put a stop to that, but my hard cock said that I might want to stop and figure out why I was so turned on. Confused, I stayed on the sidelines witnessing the interaction until stud guy leaned down and planted a deep kiss on Jim's mouth. I was almost hyperventilating as I saw them both kissing and the roaming hands being rubbed all over each other's muscled back sides. It was at this point I felt a wetness invade my underwear and I realized I had cum free handed.

Embarrassed I quickly returned to the john and cleaned myself up, ultimately leaving a spooge filled pair of shorts in the stall as I went commando the rest of the night. When I made my way back to the floor, Jim was no longer dancing but from the way his drunk eyes were twinkling I could see he had a really good time. I gathered him up and made our way to our car and drove us home where we fucked like teenagers for the rest of the night.

Later as we lay in bed together, I confessed that I had watched him with that guy on the dance floor. He became a bit guarded as he felt me out on this, so he wasn't so drunk, that he could blame it all on that. I told him that I was a bit miffed but was overcome with erotic emotions of watching him getting it on with that hot daddy on the floor. In fact I came just watching the two of you. I dropped my shorts in a cubicle in the John.

He smiled as he told me he thought I had left wearing underwear! Then he asked me if I really thought it was hot watching him with another guy?

I thought about it and my dick ballooned up to full status. He grabbed my erection and laughed, saying that this pretty much answers that. I was afraid I mightve gone too far,but that guy was so fucking hot and he was making me so horny. Its a good thing you got me out of there before I showed him my tongue skills. I was close!

My aching erection, still in his grip just then exploded from the dirty thoughts which were flying through my mind and the event wasn't lost on Jim. It was at that point that we both realized I had a cuckold fantasy.

Things progressed from there, with Jim becoming more aware of things now that my hidden secret had come to light. We still went out and hung around our friends, but every so often we played around online with the cuck thing. This came to a head one night when Jim said he was ready to take this to the next level, if I was. I asked what he meant and he told me that he'd been talking to this construction daddy who dabbled with being a bull and was always looking for new pastures to run in. I sent him a couple pictures of me and he sent me one of his mighty beef stick. Then Jim showed me a pic from his phone of a thick eight inch cut cock jutting up from a pair of immense low hanging balls.

Think you could handle watching me get bred by this, baby?

The fucker had a cock that out shone my unit both in length and girth. I saw the lust in Jim's eyes and quite frankly that was the deal maker. I guess it could be a four inch twizzle stick, but as long as Jim was excited over it, I was too. This however was well beyond any twizzle stick, he he he.

I told him I would support his desires whatever they were and if that was what he wanted to be bred by, so be it. That was how Daddy Allen was introduced to our life.

Two nights later, we were waiting on our new guest, like two nervous high schoolers waiting for a dance to start. When he got there, I was definitely outgunned by him. He was six-four two hundred thirty pounds of work muscles covered in a thick patch of salt and pepper body hair and had a nicely sculpted ass, which I got to see a lot of as he pounded my husband's hole.

The first thing he did was shake my hand and tell me in his gruff voice that he always likes to meet the sorry cuck who can't keep a sexy fucker fulfilled. Women or men, it don't matter to me, as long as they excite me and as you can see, then he pulled his erect monster out of his sweat pants, this lucky bastard has me firing on all cylinders. Now that you've met me, you go sit down and shut up. I'm not here to play cards with you, cuck, im here to satisfy that sexy man over there.

I looked at Jim quickly before taking my seat in the corner. Jim stepped up to Daddy Allen and hugged him before planting a big passionate kiss across his lips. They made out like that for a few minutes before stripping each other for further fun. I saw this and decided to join them in dropping my clothes and as I was sitting back down naked I heard Daddy say loudly," Jesus Christ! Hes fucking tiny as hell! No wonder you came looking for me. You wanted some man sized equipment to fuck you with. Damn! I think I was born with more than that!"

I quickly put my hand over my boner but the hierarchy had already been established. Jim just kissed his way down that masculine chest and buried his nose and mouth into that mighty crotch. As he licked up the sides of the lengthening missile, Daddy firmly guided his head. He directed my man where to stick his tongue fully out and savor his meaty goodness. At one point he pulled his towering rod up and made Jim get in there and get acquainted with his hairy balls, fully inserting them singly into his mouth while tonguing the sack.

I almost came just watching him direct my man on his eggs so I released my cock and put my hands beneath me. Daddy saw this and laughed calling me a quick draw as well.

When Daddy had enough mouth action on his balls, he directed my man to start licking his way up his shaft. He told Jim to get it good and wet as he was going to need it to be slippery when he fucked that sexy throat.

I saw the side on shot of Jim tasting that fucking monster club. At one point Daddy held his cock and told Jim to spit on it. When Jim reached the head, Daddy ordered him to look into his eyes. I could see Jim looking up as his lips opened and covered the the tip of the hard boner. I saw Jim stick his tongue out and give the underside of the shaft a firm licking. Daddy moaned loudly as he encouraged my man to keep that up.

Jim continued to rub the cock with his tongue as he swiveled his head all over the knob, rubbing the sensitive head against the inside of his cheeks giving Daddy a full tonguing appreciation of the giant cock.

Daddy gave Jim a warning that he was gonna cum but he wanted to be further into that sweet mouth first, so open up boy for daddy! Then he placed a meaty hairy paw on the top of Jim's head as he guided him to swallow his pole. I could hear Jim gagging and I almost came from the sound alone.

Daddy told him to relax that tight throat and pretend he's a snake eating a rhinoceros. Jim giggled but he soon was over halfway down Daddy's pole. As Daddy continued to inch his way into my man's throat, stretching it as he went, I saw Jim's mouth getting closer and closer to his balls.

Five minutes later, after much gagging and slobbering, my baby was burying his lips in the bush at the base of that cock. Daddy told him he was almost there. Now he wanted to feel that tongue running against his balls as well. Jim spread his lips wider and I saw that pink tongue work its way out and start to rub the spit soaked nuts around his lips.

Daddy growled at the sensations and told Jim to look up into his eyes. As Jim looked up, Daddy grunted again and latched his hand onto Jim's head as he shot his load. I saw Jim's eyes get huge as the blasts of jism hit his throat. He began swallowing but he was a bit too late as I saw cum bubbling out his nostrils. Daddy came for almost a minute straight before releasing Jim from his pole.

My baby quickly slid off the cum and throat slime covered rod as he gasped for air. Daddy sat there enjoying the afterglow of his release. When Jim had recomposed himself, Daddy hugged and kissed him as he told him that hed get a lot better at that with practice. Then he looked over at me, covered in my own cum and smiled as he muttered about real men only cumming in sluts.

Then he kissed Jim again and lay him onto the bed as he raised my honey's muscular legs into the air. As he pinned Jim's legs upon his shoulders, he took the position of authority over him and knelt over him, allowing his turgid pole to swing down against my baby's crack.

All I could now see was a fuzzy muscular ass of Daddy as he lined up his cock with Jim's hole and tried to insert the slimy pole into his ass. He was meeting too much resistance so I rushed out of my spot and fetched them the bottle of lube we kept in the bedside stand. Instead of a thank you, I heard Daddy tell me that I could return to my seat.

I heard the pump action delivering lube and then the assault was attempted again. This time the groaning was loud as Daddy mustve breached Jim's hole. This was confirmed when Daddy muttered that he fucking loved a tight new hole to stretch. Then he told Jim to just breathe deep and the pain will subside. A minute later, as they were kissing, I heard the moaning again and I saw Daddy's cheeks flexing as he was driving his pole further up Jim's ass.

When he finally planted his cock fully up Jim's backside I saw Daddy's ass cheeks unclench. There was a fine layer of sweat coating his muscular frame so I knew he felt like he accomplished something by burying his boner. I saw his ass slide back as he dragged his boner back out of Jim's hole only to pause and shove it slowly back in. Guess it was still tight as fuck judging by my honey's guttural mosnings.

This went on for a few minutes before I could sense that Daddy was actually moving smoother as he pulled ans pushed back into my baby. At one point Daddy got into a pistoning mode and rolled Jim onto his upper back as he drove his ramrod in and out of his hole. I watched mesmerized as those huge balls would alternate between hanging down and being mashed into place between them.

Daddy fucked Jim for the next thirty minutes, coating our bed with their sweat and two loads of cum pumped out of Jim's balls. When the time came for Daddy to unload, he shoved his cock as deep as he could get it and he roared as came in my baby. A good thing Jim wasn't female because I have no doubt he'd be knocked up from that intense fuck.

Daddy and Jim lay there on the bed together cuddling for the next twenty minutes as I struggled to find some way to be useful in the corner. In the end it was determined I could be of most use by changing the bed linens while Daddy and Jim bathed together. After the shower, Daddy kissed Jim a lot as he dressed and then left without saying anything to me. That would be the first of many nights that Daddy would visit, with the usual end result that hed spend the night after I changed the linens and I would find myself relogated to the couch for the night. Thus began a new phase in Jim's and my life together.

[billthedrake]

FAMILY BUSINESS

"You want another, son?" Frank Mazza asked as he and his son Anthony sat in the living room of Frank's townhouse. Thursdays after work were generally dad-and-son time, a chance to catch up outside of work. It was pretty much the same every week. Two beers before Tony went back to the "luxury apartment" he shared with his girlfriend Becky. The TV on mute as ESPN or some sports game played. Conversation drifting between small talk to serious matters and back to small talk.

Every Thursday Frank asked his son if he wanted a third beer, and every Thursday Tony declined. Frank gathered Tony wasn't pussy whipped or anything, but the two had shared enough guy talk to know the 24-year-old never liked to miss a day when it came to sex and if he came home too late, or too drunk, Becky wouldn't put out.

The Mazza men had shared a lot more guy talk lately.

Tony lifted up his bottle and gave it a glance before finishing it off with a final swig. The kid had the killer Mazza smile and those soulful brown eyes that made him a ladies man in high school and in his fraternity days at college. "Yeah, sound good, Dad," he said. "Though I'll have to take an Uber or something."

Frank cracked a grin and patted Tony's knee with his big mitt of a hand before he hoisted his beefy body up. "You're always welcome to crash in the spare room."

Tony grinned. "You ever gonna put away all my football trophies?" he laughed.

Frank chuckled. "It's still your room, Tone... I guess a father never gets over the empty nest thing."

Tony rolled his eyes some but didn't lose that Mazza smile. "Empty nest? Dad, we see each other practically every day. More than after the divorce."

Frank winced a little in the grimace. That had been tough. He still didn't know if he'd made the right move divorcing Janice when he did. It killed him to think he'd put his son through that and selfishly he knew it had made his relationship with Tone a lot tougher for a lot of years. "Yeah," he said softly.

"Come on, Dad," Anthony objected. "I didn't mean it like that."

Frank nodded and went to get two more beers. He felt relieved when he came back and indeed Tony was in one of his relaxed, happy go lucky moods.

"Long day," the son said as he took a sip.

"Now you know how I've felt all these years," Frank said. It wasn't that Frank Mazza didn't value being a family man, but he'd always been a workaholic. He loved being in the provider role, maybe, and certainly loved the satisfaction of an honest day's work, maybe it was more satisfying than the emotional connections he sometimes had a hard time with in marriage.

Anthony shrugged. "I don't mind the hours when I know I'm working for myself."

Frank grinned. He was 44 now and thick-muscular Italian looks were now more clearly handsome. Gray temples set off his tan face and his otherwise dark hair. And his clean-shaven scruff made his dark complexion more alluringly masculine. "You know... I didn't expect you'd come back and join the business," he said, opening up with that third beer.

Tony grinned. "Yeah, Dad. I know. But I never had a doubt I wanted to... I mean... you worked hard to build the business up, I wanna do the Mazza name proud."

Frank worried he was going to get emotional. He and Tone had a rough patch when he was in high school, and he knew for sure that once the kid went off to college and got the degree his father never did... well, Frank expected Tony to never look back.

Instead, Mazza Contractors became Mazza and Son. They joked that Frank was the Brawn and Tony was the brains. It wasn't like his son wasn't muscular in his own right - a former tight end in high school and a regular devotee of the gym these days, Tony was downright buff. But he had a Bachelors in Business Administration and a good head for accounting. Tony was already the one interfacing with clients, generally well-to-do suburbanites looking for an upscale kitchen or bathroom remodel job. More than Frank, he knew how to talk those fuckers' language and how to placate demanding Karens. And when needed, Frank would show up to assure them of that blue-collar work ethic.

"So..." Frank said, changing the subject. "Becky not expecting you home?"

Tony shook his head. He had a look that was a mix of wounded and defiant. "Nah, we broke up."

"What?" the father said. Maybe because Tony had rekindled things with his high school sweetheart after graduation, he expected this one to last. "Sorry to hear, son."

Tony shrugged. "It's all right. It kind of sucks, but I was the one to call things off."

Frank leaned forward, his brown eyes showing that parental concern. "Can I ask what the problem was?"

Gone was that Mazza smile as Tony explained. "It's just... you know how Becky is very independent. You know, the career woman type... I don't know, Dad... I think I need someone more traditional."

"Traditional?" Frank questioned.

Tony grinned. "Yeah, you know, kind of like you and Mom. The wife staying home, taking care of things, the man being the bread winner. That kind of thing."

Frank patted Tony's shoulder in reassurance. "I know times have changed," he said. "But I'm pretty sure there are some traditional women out there."

Tony nodded. "Probably, yeah."

Frank leaned in and sais in a quiet, conspiratorial tone. "Just be careful... some of the traditional girls... well, they sometimes expect to be spoiled some. Particularly if they're pretty."

Tony laughed. "I know Mom was a princess, Dad," he said. "You don't have to mince words."

Frank clapped Tone's firm shoulder and withdrew his hand. "Guess not. Look... I made a promise I was never gonna speak ill of your mother to ya. But I'll just say there were times I wish I'd been supported more at home. After a ten hour day, sometimes a man just wants to be pampered a little when he gets home, you know?"

Tony's eyes met his. "That's it in a nutshell, Dad. It's just us guys, right?" the son asked as a prelude to what he was about to say. Not all fathers and sons talked openly about sex, but Frank never seemed to have any hangups, and since Tony had first gone to college they reconnected almost like buddies as much as family.

"Yeah," Frank assured him. "Just us guys."

"Becky was nice and all... and in my way I loved her, Dad. Still do.. but, fuck... I'd get home from the office and she'd be yammering about all her work crap and I'd just want to kick back and get a fucking blowjob."

Tony's crude words didn't shock Frank. Just as Frank's never shocked Tony.

"I hear ya, son," the man said. "Your old man's not one to be handing out dating advice, but you should find a girl who likes giving head and doesn't mind giving it."

Tony grinned. "Had one girl in college who did. But she was a stuck up bitch," he said. "She thought she was slumming it by going out with an Italian dude... I guess we both used each other."

Frank grinned. He had a good idea which girl Tone was talking about.

But his son's train of thought had already moved on. "Well, it's a hell of a lot easier with guys."

Frank's eyes went wide. He'd had a couple experiences like that under his belt. But the father-son chats had never gone there, not even in their most buddy-buddy candidness. "You done that, Tone?"

His son took a sip of beer and nodded. "It's easy as ordering fucking takeout, Dad," he laughed. "You go on your phone, see what's on the menu, pick out a cocksucker... and then it's pick up or delivery." His accent was now half North Jersey, half generic college-bro, but as he talked crudely, his thicker Jersey side won out.

Frank laughed. His mind was going to where he tried not to let it go. To the idea of his own son's cock and some man servicing it. "Easier than when I was your age," the father blurted out.

Now it was Anthony's turn to be surprised. "You done that, too, Pop?"

Frank blushed, but he didn't want to seem like the shy one. "Well, maybe a little younger than you... before I married your mother... sure, but it was more buddies helping each other out, you know?"

Anthony gave a half-shrug, half-nod that said he'd never had that kind of arrangement with his friends. Then his lips curled into a naughty smile. "You, uh, interested in some fun, Dad?" he asked.

Frank gulped. His mind was definitely going somewhere it shouldn't. And at that moment he wished his only son wasn't so goddamn handsome.... "Whaddya mean?" he asked softly.

Tony pulled out his phone and swiped to open it. "There's one guy who always drops everything when I hit him up," he typed the phone screen a couple times and looked up. "He's really fucking good, Dad... my favorite lately... I'm sure he'd be up for taking care of you, too."

"I don't know, Tone," Frank said, caution kicking in.

But his son was undeterred. "Come on, Dad, it'll be fun..." Then leaning back, he flashed that Mazza smile to his father and asked, "when was the last time you got laid?"

Frank shook his head. "I'm not sure this is something a father discusses with his son."

"It's just us guys, Dad," Tony countered. "How long?"

Frank blushed again. "Eight months."

"Jesus fucking Christ," his son swore. He went back to messaging the online cocksucker. "You're definitely getting some head tonight."

The burly, blue collar man thought he'd be pissed at Tony for being bossy like this. But he was secretly glad. He needed to get out of his comfort zone. Maybe Tone was onto something, using guys until the right woman came along. And he even more secretly he felt a thrill at seeing his normally good-kid of a son have a naughty sexual side. A take charge side.

"There," Tony said with a laugh as he set down his phone. "Told ya. He'll be over in fifteen minutes."

Fear came again to the Dad. "Is he... um gonna do both of us? At the same time?" The idea thrilled Frank but scared the hell out of him too.

Tony shook his head. Eyes meeting his father's for that brief moment of illicit knowledge passed between them. Tony imagining that incestuous scenario but he laughed it off. "Fuck that would be wild... ha, no, we'll take turns. He knows you're my dad, though... I think that turns the fucker on... hope you don't mind."

"No," Frank replied quietly. Then looking into Tony's brown eyes, he asked, "He's good, you say?"

"The best," the son replied. He nudged Frank's arm. "Seriously, he's gonna put those high school buddies of yours to shame."

Frank was still nervous when the guy showed up. Ian was his name. Good looking, gym built gay dude in his late 30s. Surprisingly comfortable being led in by Tony.

"Ian... this is my Dad. Dad, this is Ian," Tony said. Weirdly confident and relaxed. "Ok, if I go first? I could fuck a hole in the wall I'm so horny."

Frank felt a tightness in his crotch. He'd shared guy talk with Tone, but never seen his boy quite like this. He just gave a nod and watched his son lead Ian down the hall.

The wait was interminable. But was really five minutes tops. Then Tony strutted in, face flushed, a smile showing. That recognizable just-got-laid relaxation on his face.

"Your turn, Dad. He's waiting in my room for ya."

"Thanks," Frank said, standing up. He considered backing out, but he was too turned on now. He wasn't as nearly self conscious as he should have been by the hardon his son could see or the smirk Tony flashed when he saw it.

Ian was waiting for him all right. Sitting on Tony's old bed, surrounded by his son's old stuff that Frank kept in that second bedroom, all the posters and the football trophies. The man was unzipped and had a cock in hand and a horny look on his face.

"God, I can't believe this," the cocksucker said.

Frank didn't know a lot of gay guys, but this guy was rearranging a lot of his hang ups fast. He looked at the guy's dick. The first he'd seen up close and personal in a long time. He shut the bedroom door and locked it. Then turned to Ian.

"Ok, if I suck you?" he asked. He was almost too chicken to ask, but he knew he'd never get a chance like this again.

Ian's eyes went wide in surprise for a second, then he let go of his prick, a solid tool nearing seven inches and standing ramrod straight as the man leaned back on his arms on Tony's bed. "Sure, man... go for it."

Frank Mazza was running on adrenaline. The way he crouched down and got in place. Like he'd seen chicks do in porn. He was like one of those bimbos, he thought, but the idea didn't scare him like he thought. It turned him the fuck on.

"God yes," Ian hissed as Frank started taking that dick into his mouth. "Suck me, Daddy."

Hell, this was fucking with Frank's mind. He bobbed faster and deeper. He choked some and Ian had to tell him to go slower. He did and gradually he got into a good rhythm, a nice balance between speed and depth.

THIS felt incredible, the father decided. Not like those truth-or-dare experiments or those BJ swaps with his high school buddies. This was raw intense sex between meen. Frank was 44 and just now discovering how right this felt for him. He sucked more furiously, happy his gag reflex was holding off. Barely but holding off.

Even as cum pulsed into his throat. Ian didn't bother to announce his orgasm. Didn't matter: Frank would have swallowed that load greedily. He almost didn't want to relinquish that prick, but Ian was getting sensitive.

"Damn... you should definitely treat your son to THAT," he laughed. "That's some great head."

Frank leaned up. He was beyond thinking straight, he was horny as hell and hard in his jeans. "What?" he asked.

Ian grinned. "Dude, you're both such pervs... Tony couldn't stop talking about you the whole time I blew him."

"For real?" Frank asked excitedly, not concealing what he wanted the answer to be.

"For real," the man assured him. Then reading the older man's face, he added, "That turns you on, doesn't it?"

Frank nodded, tears welling up a little, but his dick hard as steel.

Ian grinned and reached down to rub Frank's crotch and unbutton him. "I wanna suck you too, man... first son, then father... total fantasy on a silver platter."

Frank grunted and nodded. And then watched as an experienced cocksucker crouched down and slowly, expertly brought him off to a deep cum.

The two got straightened up and Ian got a suddenly sheepish look on his face. "If I give you my number, will you let me know if anything happens between you two?"

Frank could tell the incest thing was a big turn on for this guy. But was feeling less comfortable now. "I don't know, man."

"Come on... just take my number. You don't have to tell me anything too private. Hell if you just wanna hit me up for some no-strings fun, that's cool."

"Yeah," Frank relented. He had to admit that idea was appealing.

Ian gave a quick wave as he walked past Tony. "Later, man."

"Yep," Tony half waved and went back to watching sports.

Frank realized he had a similarly primal look of sexual satisfaction his son did a while ago. But as he sat down, he realized that maybe something more had transpired that evening. That maybe the genie was out of the bottle.

He looked over at his son. He had the Mazza nose and jaw line, along with some of his mother's good looks. Tony was a stunner, all right, just the kind of young stud that was just "nice" and approachable to get women to put out.

Frank thought about what it would be like to suck his son's cock.

Tony caught his father looking. He glanced over with a wink. "Ian's good, right, Dad?"

Frank blushed and nodded, turning his attention back to the TV and picking up the beer for a much needed gulp. It was half-warm but he didn't care. The man was parched now. "Yep, Tone," he finally replied. "Like you said... the best."

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[fathernature83]

I was never the smartest in school, and I wasn't the most intellectual either.... All I've ever had is this muscular body and my dark good looks. My old man said I was dumb as a rock, but that I had good reflexes and could hit a ball out of sight, so I spent my childhood and teen years playing baseball.

After the world went to shit, women went extinct, and this sci-fi crap about men getting pregnant naturally came about, I wondered if there'd be any more games to play. We played on anyway. In fact, we had more guys coming to watch us. It's like the men that survived needed something to pretend the world was still the same, at least for a few hours...

The guys on the team whispered about the "changes" happening to them. The symptoms were different for some of the guys, and you could always tell when we hit the showers. I swear some of the guy's dicks and nuts had grown, one of them complained about his balls aching and not being able to stuff his swollen cock in his jock.

"You know bro I'm not complaining about my new 10 inches here, but damn there ain't no pussy to fuck with this big white wand here!" Catch motha fuckin 22 for sure...."

I am well endowed, too, at a thick 8 inches, but it's my hips and ass that were always made fun of by the guys. Latley my hips had enlarged, my thighs were thick as fuck, and my ass had so much volume I kept ripping my pants. It was the squirts that scared the shit out of me, every month for the past 4 months for about 5 days, my body would swell up, and my ass hole would leak this clear slime and my prostate would throb, followed by a geyser of the sticky crap shooting from my hole. How it hadn't happened around the guys was a mystery, until the day it did.....

I was the last one to hit the shower as I could feel the pressure building deep in my rectum. When I saw the other guys finish, I stepped into the showers and leaned my head against the wall. The hot water against my head and back felt like a relief. I slowly ran my hands down my chest and to my abs. I'd carved out an impressive 8 pack with a great v-taper. It was weird. My abs were tight and looked ripped, as could be, but as soon as my hands reached my hips, I felt them widen against the curve that felt so new to me, followed by my hands feeling and squeezing the fleshy cheeks. My index finger on my right hand found its way to my hole. It was sticky, and my anus was puckered up. I moaned as my finger pierced my hole, my tight chute sucking it in and finding its way to my prostate. Slowly, I massaged my aching g-spot, bringing some relief to the pressure that was building up in me most of the day.

I began backing my hips onto my finger and quickly felt another finger enter me, and then a third. I felt this burst of pleasure like I'd never had before. It was better than jerking off. It was like my whole body was feeling a shock of sensations that kept building up, each one stronger than the last. I could feel four of my fingers stretching myself open, finding g-spots I didn't know I had. My moans must've grown louder because before I knew it, I felt an arm around my chest and a callused hand pulling my fingers out of my wet stretched hole.

"I knew it all along, I just knew it would kick in and you'd be ready...."

"Whoa??"

"Shhhhh, it's just me.....coach Keller."

"Coach, it's not what you think, I mean ummm, I'm just...."

"Just exploring what it's like to be in heat? To find out how stimulating it is to ovulate and be ready to make a baby?"

"Oh fuck coach, how am I supposed to???"

"Who the fuck cares, it's a fucking miracle boy, now I get to have a son, and a sure fire star player for the future."

I felt the coach's hand cover my mouth as I felt his hairy body lean against me, I hadn't realized he was naked. I felt a fat head push against my throbbing hole while his mustache tickled my ear, and he began licking it. Slowly, his giant 53 year old cock with what felt like a huge head breached my anal lips and demanded its way into my new birth canal. I don't know why I cried, maybe because this was how it would be for the rest of my life, maybe because I wasn't sure if I'd see my abs again, but damn that dick of his began to hit every spot and I felt my hole clamp down on it with a vice grip. I felt the coach's giant paws for hands grip my hips as he thrust into me harder. I could hear his groans grow louder as I pressed my face against the wall and felt the hot water sweep away my tears.

"Damn, son, Father Nature, sure gave you the right curves to birth a son by me. You gonna pop this one out like peas in a pod."

I thought about how the 6'5 245 pound muscle man of a coach would put what would grow to be a big baby in my tight belly. How the fuck would I push the kid out, let alone carry the thing for nine months, but just as I actually began to think about it, I felt my hole spasm.

"OH FUCK COACH, MY HOLE IS SQUIRTING!"

I felt the explosion deep in my rectum as my whole body shook and the sticky slime squirt all over the coach's dick that was lodged deep inside.

"Damn, son, I can feel that goo hit my piss slit."

I felt the coach's knees buckle a bit as he struggled to maintain control while my juices further lubricated my insides. I felt his mustache braze against my neck as he kissed me. His hips were now thrusting faster as I stretched my my arms out and pressed them against the wall to brace my body.

"That's it, boy, if you could see this ass of yours jiggling like jello as my pipe tears you up. I've got a 7 day load saved for ya, I could probably give you twins. I'm so backed up....."

Twins? Could my pussy even handle one of these kids? Would my belly be able to carry even one? I felt my breaths get shorter before I felt coach Keller's hands on my shoulders.

"Get on your back and spread your legs missionary position!"

I instinctively did as I was told, my chest heaving and my hands supporting my spread legs as I looked up at this beast of man that had trained me as a baseball player. He knelt down, his own huge hairy thighs spread as he aimed his throbbing baby maker at my slack hole.

"Why me coach?" I said whimpering.

With the steam of the shower 🚿 obscuring some of his face, I made out a smirk on him.

"I already got two others on the team I've impregnated, but I've been wanting you since the first day you showed up. You don't have brains, but you are a true breeding mare for alphas like me, and you're genuinely nice. The way you handled those young boys visiting on their field trip, you were a natural with them, patient, keeping them laughing and shit, like you'd always been a parent...."

The coach put his right hand on my abs and rubbed them in a circular motion while growling. Balancing my legs on his shoulders, I took my right hand held his hand firmly against my abdomen while we locked eyes, my head nodding a silent approval and willingness to accept my fate.

I felt him slide back in. Now the thrusts were harder, my moans turned into yells, whimpers and pleas for his seed.

"BREED ME COACH, MAKE MY BODY YOUR FUCKIN INCUBATOR FOR YOUR SONS. I'LL DO YOU PROUD, RAISE THEM AND TEACH EM HOW TO PLAY BALL. "

"You're going to look sooooooo hot at full term boy. Not sure if you'll get these prized abs back, but that's a bitch's lot now, oh fuck I'm close son."

My ass took a battering as I felt the coach pummel me and grunt. Any tightness I felt was gone, replaced with the burning desire to take seed.

"OH FUCK, OH HELL YEAH, I'M GETTING YOU PREGNANT, AHHHH"

I felt like a water hose was turned on inside my hole. Gushes of baby batter filled my rectum down to my bowels as I squirmed, trying to take in all the seed filling me up. The coach continued to pound me in an orgasm that went on for over a minute, with multiple spurts, until he collapsed onto me. The water still bearing down on us as we now kissed deeply, our tongues exploring each other's mouths.

"Did I hurt ya buddy?"

I struggled to catch my breath.

"Nah, but I feel like I just got an enema.i didn't know that could feel so good. "

"I know you're scared of all this new shit, but you're going to be a beautiful mommy. "

I kissed the coach softly.

"Maybe that's what I was meant for all along, I couldn't ask for a hotter and better daddy."

[holydilfbatman]

[amandahuggenkiss1]

Brent has been my best friend since ninth grade, and we’ve spent just about every waking minute with each other since. I usually end up at his house because it’s just Brent, his older brother, Brock, and their Dad, James.

All three of the Snyder men are hot, but the Dad James is a grade A DILF — just my type. He’s confident, masculine and funny. His smile is addicting and his ass is impossible to ignore. I’ve watched just about every one of our friends check out his ass, and Brent’s brother Brock loves to give it a good smack or quick pat whenever he’s in range.

James was also incredibly nice to me whenever I was around — offering for me to eat dinner with them, train with them in their home gym or to borrow a sweatshirt when it gets cold during a movie. Fuck, I love putting on one of his sweatshirts and smelling his scent while I watch a game a few feet away.

“Hunter, you want to stay over tonight and order some pizza with us?” Brent asked me in the kitchen one Friday night after we’d returned to his house after practice and his Dad returned from work.

I looked to James for confirmation and was greeted by his sweet smile.

“Come on, Hunter,” James pleaded. “Hang with us tonight.”

I smiled and looked back at Brent and then back to James, “OK, but I didn’t bring a change of clothes.”

“You know Dad is your size,” Brent said grabbing an apple from the bowl on the island. “You can borrow what you need, right, Dad?”

I was as tall as James and muscular, but the guy had much more bulk and definition than me.

“I got ya, stud,” James said smiling at me. “Let’s go see what you need.”

“I’m going to go shower,” Brent said taking a bite of his apple as he walked upstairs.

“See you in a few hours,” James said to his son as a joke since Brent was notorious for his long showers.

I followed James back to his room and watched as he unbuttoned his dress shirt and pulled it off his built frame. He tossed the shirt on his bed and immediately undid his belt and whipped it off his slacks. He dropped the belt on the counter in the bathroom on the way to his closet.

I heard the zipper of his slacks as he stood for a second, did a little shake and let the slacks fall down his muscular thighs after a a quick pull on the fabric. James now stood in front of me naked in just a thin pair of white CK briefs that hugged his perfect ass.

“Here’s your usual sweatshirt,” he said pulling it off the hangar. “And you’ll need some shorts,” he said pulling a pair of athletic shorts from the drawer and handing me both.

“Thanks,” I said taking the clothing.

“And a pair of underwear,” he said going to another drawer and pulling out a black pair of bikini briefs and holding them up.

I looked at the small underwear and then at James before he began laughing.

“Just kidding, those are for me,” he said smiling.

James pulled out an identical pair of CK briefs to what he was wearing and handed them to me.

“You can shower in here,” he said walking out of the closet to the bathroom. “I could actually use one, too.”

I put the clothes on one of the counters and turned to look at James.

“That cool?” He asked with a cute grin.

“Sure,” I shrugged trying to make it seem like it was no big deal.

“Nice!” James said as he pulled down his briefs and got in the shower turning it on.

I looked at his naked body and big ass as I stood there.

“Can you grab us towels in that cabinet?” He asked pointing.

“Yep,” I said walking to the cabinet and putting them on the mat in front of the shower.

I quickly undressed and walked naked toward James as I felt my cock growing.

“Don’t get a boner,” I told myself in my head. “Think of my grandma.”

I stepped in the shower behind James as the water ran off his beautiful white skin and big muscles.

“Can you soap my back and ass?” James asked still facing away from me.”

I didn’t respond but grabbed the body wash and began on his big shoulders and shoulder blades before working my way down. My cock was now fully hard as I wondered what I could possibly say to James to explain this. I ran my soapy hands over his big butt cheeks and let the water hit his body.

“Come on, stud,” James said pleading over his shoulder but not looking directly at me. “I need you to get in there. It’s clean … just sweaty.”

I got more soap and ran my hand in his crack and moved it around. I felt my finger run across his warm hole as he let out a quiet moan.

“There you go, that’s the spot,” James said as I did it again and again.

James leaned forward against the tile giving me more access as I continued the deep clean. I was bold now and stuck my right middle finger into his soapy, warm hole.

“That’s it, stud,” James moaned as his face now rested with his right cheek against the tile. “Soap up your cock and slide it in.”

I almost froze but forced myself to robotically keep moving. I did as I was told and soaped up my hard, leaking 8-inches before pushing it against the DILF’s hole and slowly pushing in.

“Slide that big jock dick into daddy’s hole, stud,” James moaned as he stood up and reached his right arm back and around my head pulling my head next to his — cheek-to-cheek. “You’re fucking thick.”

“Take that jock dick,” I repeated what James had said. “How does it feel inside that pussy?” I asked seductively.

“Its not a pussy, baby,” James moaned back. “That’s a dad’s tight hole that needs to be filled with jock jizz after a good hard fuck.”

I began fucking my friend’s dad hard as I completely forgot where we were and that we could get caught, but I followed James’ lead and just enjoyed the fuck.

“That’s it, stud, fuck my ass hard and make Dad feel good, baby,” James moaned loudly.

“You want my nut deep in that big ass, James?” I moaned back. “You want me to shoot my batter deep in that hot fucking daddy ass?”

“Shoot it in me, stud,” James moaned back. “Just fuck me hard and drain those big teen balls deep into my muscle ass. Give me a big load of that tasty cum, baby.”

I shot deep into James as I held him close with my left arm wrapped around his torso and my right hand milking his hard cock as I unloaded in him. We both moaned loudly as we emptied our ball sacks of as much jizz as we could.

I kissed James’ neck and cheek and then slowly pulled out of his hole. My buddy’s dad turned and smiled at me before coming in for a deep make out session for about a minute.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” James said breaking the kiss and grabbing the body wash. “I’d like you to sleep in my room tonight, if you’re down for it,” James said.

I smiled and then got serious and asked, “what about Brent?”

“He’s fine,” James said. “I told him I needed your cock tonight.”

My eyes got big as James kept washing himself and eventually turned back toward me.

“What?” James asked. “You and Brent fuck around all the time — and Brock, too.”

I was still in shock when James put his hand on my cheek and gave me a pec on the lips.

“it’s OK, stud,” James reassured me. “Sex is normal — just enjoy it.”

“James?” I finally asked after a quick silence.

“Yeah, stud?” He asked.

“You fuck a lot of guy, too?” I asked innocently.

James smiled and said, “I have. Have you?”

“A few guys, yeah,” I said smiling. “But you’re the hottest.”

James smiled back and put his hand on my shoulder.

“You’re the hot one, stud,” James said before kissing me again.

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[twisted-talez]

“Fuck, you’re big,” I gasped as he shoved his nine-incher into my depths, my legs wrapping around his beefy ass instinctively. There’s nothing hotter than getting dicked down by a guy on his honeymoon.

He and his newlywed bride had been seated at a table across from mine at breakfast on the hotel terrace. I had selected the upscale beach resort in hopes of scoring some dick while on vacation, yet found myself surrounded by honeymooning breeders like them.

Jesus, the groom was hot. A linen shirt straining to contain his bulging muscles. Khaki shorts clinging to his beefy ass, barely concealing the outline of a massive cock. He was the kind of guy who looked and acted like a total dickwad, yet would likely be incredibly good in bed. I wanted him in the worst way, and it didn’t help that his bride was a raving bitch.

“I can’t believe an exclusive resort like this doesn’t have gluten-free muffins,” she screamed at a hapless waiter, hurling the complimentary bread basket at him. “I’m going to shred this place on TripAdvisor.”

“Babe, calm down,” the hot groom pleaded with her while trying to apologize to the waiter. But the situation only escalated with the bride hurling insults in every direction before calling the groom an asshole and then storming off. The entire scene was a train wreck, and I couldn’t look away.

“What the fuck are you staring at?” the groom barked, catching me in the act. “Mind your own fucking business.”

“I’m sorry,” I stammered. “I didn’t mean to—”

“Nosy faggot,” he muttered to himself, shaking his head as he returned his attention to his breakfast plate and shoveled scrambled eggs into his mouth.

The unwarranted slur shocked me to the core. I should have called him out on his ugly bigotry. Instead, I gathered myself and left the terrace hastily.

I had just stepped onto the elevator in the lobby, on my way back to my room, when a meaty hand suddenly thrusted between the closing doors and pried them open. It was the hot groom.

“Jesus Christ,” I uttered reflexively, moving against the elevator wall.

“I’m sorry,” the groom said, joining me in the elevator, the doors closing on us. “I wanted to apologize for what I said back there. You didn’t deserve that. I’m honestly—I’m honestly not some homophobic asshole.”

“It’s okay,” I shrugged pathetically.

“No—it’s not okay,” he insisted. “I’m on the honeymoon from hell, and it wasn’t fair of me to take it out on you. My wife is already driving me crazy. I’m thinking that marrying her was a huge mistake.”

“I’m sure a lot of newlyweds feel that way at first,” I tried to console him. “This resort is amazing. Try to enjoy it, and I’m sure you’ll feel better.”

“It’s hard to enjoy my honeymoon when my balls are backed up,” he quipped. “My wife is on the rag.”

“I’m not on the rag,” I blurted brazenly before I could stop myself. “You can empty your balls in me.”

What the fuck was I thinking?

And then he lunged at me. It happened so fast, I assumed he was going to beat the shit out of me for making a pass at him. Spinning me around and pushing me up against the elevator wall, his meaty hand was suddenly down the back of my pants, his thick fingers probing my hole.

“This what you want?” he demanded, undoing his pants with his other hand. “My big cock up your ass?”

“Yes,” I affirmed. “But not like this. Come up to my room.”

After the elevator doors opened to my floor, we nearly toppled over a maid’s cart as we raced to my room. Fumbling with the key card, his hard cock pressed against my ass through our clothes, we toppled into my room.

We were naked in a flash as he pulled me towards the bed. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, wanting to pinch myself. I scrambled to retrieve a small bottle of lube that I’d left on the bed table following a solo ‘bate session the night before. With two fingers, I hurried to prep my hole as he pushed me back on the bed, pushing my legs apart.

“Fuck, you’re big,” I gasped as he shoved his nine-incher into my depths, my legs wrapping around his beefy ass instinctively.

“It’s a pussy splitter,” he gloated, pounding the shit out of me, my head banging the headboard with each thrust.

“Open your legs wider,” he ordered, leaning forward and grasping the top of the headboard as he proceeded to jackhammer my hole.

I knew it wouldn’t last long. His pace was too fast, his breathing too intense. I tried to slow him down, encouraging him to enjoy the ride, but he had one goal—to dump his load in me.

“You want my cum?” he asked rhetorically, riding my ass like a racehorse in the final lap. But before I could respond, his body was consumed by an unrestrained shudder, his big cock erupting inside of me.

“FUCK . . . SHIT,” he grunted, collapsing on top of me as his balls emptied into my depths. Stroking his sweaty back, his scruffy face pressed against mine, I reveled in the sensation of his spent cock going soft inside me.

A loud buzz emanated suddenly from his phone, buried in his crumpled shorts on the floor. Pulling out of me, his cock covered in a sheen of pearly cum, he fumbled for his phone.

“Hey babe,” he answered softly. “No—don’t cry. It’s okay. I love you, too. I’m still downstairs,” he lied while surveying the room, his eyes resting upon me on the bed with his thick load trickling out of my destroyed cunt. “I’ll be right up to the room, babe. Love you.”

“I gotta go, dude,” he announced, ending the call and scrambling to pull on his clothes. “See you around,” he mumbled, exiting my room, the door slamming in his wake.

I saw the newlyweds again by the pool that afternoon, drinks in hand as they soaked up the sun in lounge chairs. I tried to make eye contact with the groom, a furtive acknowledgment of the carnal bond we had shared, his warm load still swimming inside me. But he refused to look my way. Asshole.

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

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