Wayward Sinner

Just another gay guy

[youroralbuddy]

[cumboyintn]

I should get this tattooed on my chest

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[cumboyintn]

Daddy always said to learn to do something and do it well!

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[cumboyintn]

Dad and I are always butting heads over stupid things. Why do I do things the way I do them versus doing them the way he does them. It’s his way of trying to take a superior stance over me. Guess he has the need to show hes top dog.

This became a battle cry when I came out to him and mom. He felt I should be straight because thats the way he was. He never could leave it alone, even though he knew I wasn’t gonna be able to change something I never decided in the first place.

This became even more of an issue when I became serious with Tom. He found fault with everything we did, trying to get me to reprogram so I could be just like him.

Things came to a head when he decided that all gay men were nothing but reprobates who did nothing but have sex with each other at the drop of a hat. I argued that we were just normal humans who thought about sex like straight people do when Tom came bustling into the room with a fancy card in his hand.

He was excited that we had been invited to Drew’s naked cruise in the sun party. Before I could hush him, dad was all over it. Pointing out that this was just the point he was making. I tried to argue that this was just a cruise in the bay and that there was no sex involved, but he didn’t believe me. I didn’t either, because I had heard about Drew’s boat parties before, but I didn’t want to lose this argument.

Dad just looked at me and told me to prove it. If there’s no sex aboard a ship of naked gay men, then prove it. I want to go and see this for myself. I tried to back pedal, but he wasn’t letting me out of it. So finally I said that I would talk to Drew and see if that was okay.

I later that day called Drew and asked for a favor. I explained my situation with my dad and how I could finally win this argument if he could see all these naked gay men not erupt into an orgy. He thought for a moment and said he’d do it, if he got to nail that hot number I had recently hooked up with. I thought it over and decided that Tom would be okay with it this one time, so I agreed. He then said that this coming cruise of his would be an anti-cruise then. When Tom got home, I broke it to him about the deal I made with Drew and he was a bit sore that I agreed without checking with him first, but in the end he accepted the deal as well.

I called Dad the next day and told him that it was on. Drew said I could bring you along as a guest of a guest. But he insisted I remind you of his no sex on his boat rule.

Dad just scoffed, but said that he couldn’t wait to see this. Me neither!

On party day, we arrived boatside along with twenty other hot guys who would’ve been so much fun fucking around with. I sized them up as we mingled before Drew set sail. Once we were away from the dock area, guys disappeared down to the cabin area to undress and enjoy the sun and fun. I had a hard time behaving myself seeing so much delightful flesh on view. Every so often Drew would promenade past Tom and me and would make a point of shaking his more than ample dick at Tom.

Dad was just taking it all in. He couldn’t believe we hadn’t broken out into a scene from Caligula with all these attractive naked gay men walking around nude.

It was killing me, but I kept my hands to myself and not feeling up the muscles and ass cheeks of the gorgeous studs I saw, but I was proving a point. Sure, men were chubbing up, but they didn’t fuck the first thing that stopped. I looked around and saw dad talking with some guys I would’ve been been offering my talents to, had I not decided to prove a point.

I started feeling a bit smug as I watched dad trying to wrap his head around this situation, when I heard Little Brian causing a commotion. He was an outspoken voice in our community about things. This was made more evident by his short stature, at just under five feet. He used his size usually to get his point across.

He was upset that he wasn’t having sex because Drew decided this was a no fun run, but he just barged into the cabin downstairs and our host was busy stipulating the ass of some hot guy. I looked around in a panic, only to notice that Tom was missing in action. Son of a bitch, Drew decided to get his reward now.

Brian then said was it fair that our host got to fuck a nice ass and he wasn’t allowed to suck dick? I don’t think so! Then he turned to the nearest dick, which was tonight there at mouth level for him and sucked it into his gullet. As he went balls deep, he wrapped his arms around the fellow and held onto his ass while fucking his own throat with the hard dick.

I was so mad. I gave up so much to prove a point that we weren’t an animalistic group. Self control set to max and I gave up my hot boyfriend in the process only to be undone by this little sex freak who couldn’t keep his mouth off a hard cock. Thats when it hit me to look up and see the guy who was receiving the wild blowjob at the center of everyone’s attention.

It was dad. He was being treated to one of the bay’s most famous mouths wrapped around his dick and everyone was watching. When he finally relaxed and grabbed Brian around the head and shoulders, I heard other people saying they were going to fuck as well. The ride turned into an orgy just like that and dad was not only witness, he was star performer. When he came, he hollered out a shout which was applauded by the whole boat of partyers.

Since the boat ride became a sex cruise, I went below to try and regain my boyfriend, but when I got there, four other guys had joined Drew on the bed and they were all entangled in a sweaty, well lubed pile of flesh. I could see Tom getting his mouth and ass stuffed by some of Drew’s more muscular guests and when I tried to join in I was told there was no more room.

As I was pushed out, I could see a hottie with a man bun lining up his well lubed member with a daddy who already was exploring my boyfriend’s ass. I could hear Tom moaning as man bun slid in his ass with the daddy and they began to double team his asshole.

I went back up on deck to see multiple groupings littering the ship. Dad was never gonna let me live this down. As I surveyed the carnal action, I finally found my dad. He was no longer being sucked by Brian, but was now in a huddle with a few surfer types who were taking turns jerking each other’s dicks. Interestingly, dad was just as eager to wrap his hands around the other guy’s equipment. At one point he held a big uncut dick in his hand before bending over and sucking on it. Whoa!

Dad was just as busy with all the sex as everyone else. And while he was bent over sucking, another fellow stuck his snoot up his ass and began rimming him. I could see the pleasure on his face as he doubled down on his efforts to suck his new friend off. Before we made it back into shore, he was a seasoned veteran of gay sex, having swallowed, shot and taken several loads.

Tom finally came back up on deck, but he seemed to have lost his sea legs as he was having trouble walking. Unfortunately Drew decided that his ass was just what the doctor ordered and ended up stealing him away from me over the next few months.

On the plus side, dad stopped hounding me about being gay. I guess its okay since he discovered just how much he liked it. As a newly discovered bisexuality, he was the talk of the community, especially after Brian shared his experience with the straight daddy with the huge cock.

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Jon Andersen

[cumboyintn]

I wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but things just didn’t feel right with Baylee. Instead of him being interested in me and my day he just kind of was there. And its been that way now for the past two weeks, ever since he added the Andersen place as part of his pool cleaning routine. True, hes added a few others, but that place has had a real effect on him.

He used to actively listen to my stories, but now he seems lost in his thoughts instead. I called him on it Monday night and he just apologized, saying he was planning his next day. Tuesdays he cleans the Anderson pool. At his insistence, Baylee had taken to wearing a skimpy swim suit when he cleans there since Mr. Andersen might be hosting his friends and he didn’t want the help to stand out. This was a first, but I didn’t intrude on his business and he didn’t tell me how to do my HR seminars for various companies.

When Baylee got home Tuesday, he looked really worn out. I asked if he was okay and he said he was put through his paces at Andersen’s today. When I started, Jon seemed a bit antsy like something was wrong and I soon found out. Gonna have to make a follow up visit this week as his pool needs extra work. Definite shock treatment. He just told whatever I needed to do to get things the way he wanted.

Turns out he ended up having to put Andersen on for three days a week to get things just right and maintain it. I couldnt see why it would need that much attention, but Mr. Andersen seemed to think it was necessary and he was willing to pay for it.

When I was washing uniforms up and came across a couple new speeds, i became suspicious. We don’t even have a pool. So when I asked Baylee about them, he said they were at Jon’s request. I must say, I really like them. Its like I’m practically naked when I’m working there. Then he laughed. I was less than amused and he quickly dialed his humor back. Then he kissed me and went to take a bath.

I decided I needed to investigate this Mr. Andersen to see what the hell was going on. So on Thursday, I waited ten minutes after Baylee left then I tracked him by his phone to his job site. I got to a nice area of the city and found Baylee’s truck parked outside a well kept estate. I parked down the street from the house where I could peer into the back yard enough to see the pool and my husband walking around it in some butt floss bathing suit. Just then another guy, big muscle bound fucker, came walking up to him wearing nothing but a smile. Baylee dropped everything as they came together for a kiss, right there in the back yard. Oh my god, my man is cheating on me. And with a fucking muscle God.

The two of them stepped out of sight with this handsome fucker resting his arm across my hubby’s shoulder. I could see the happy look on Baylee’s face. I waited for any further sighting, but for the next hour, I never saw my man or Mr. Andersen. Guess he got a lot of work done on the pool today. Finally, my man appeared at the front door dressed in his regular work clothes. He carried out his work bag to the truck and carried a clipboard back to the doorway. There Mr. Andersen signed something and then he kissed Baylee once more before sending him off. I quickly ducked down in my parked Nissan so as to not attract attention and waited until Baylee drove off before resuming normal seating.

As I went to start my car, there was a tall muscular man standing beside my car. It was Mr. Andersen. He literally scared the piss out of me. I rolled my window down to see what he wanted and he just smiled at me. Then he said I took long enough to check up on him. Then he bragged how he’d been fucking that scrumptious pool boy for three weeks now. This is by far the longest any prior husband has waited. Either youre too stupid to notice or too self absorbed to care. But you’re finally here, thats what matters. You see fucking a hot pool boy is great, but it doesn’t really become fantastic until I’m doing it in front of the husband. Theres just something about fucking some wimps partner that makes it that much hotter.

When I saw you today sitting in your wimp mobile, I asked your sexy boyfriend if he knew who you were. He lifted his face out of my crotch as I pointed it towards the window. He said it was his his partner as he started to panic, but I just directed his mouth back to the business at hand. I hadn’t cum like that in a while! He realized the situation as well as he desperately swallowed that flood down his throat.

While I fucked his ass cheeks, I asked about you, driving the point home. I was obviously the better fuck or he wouldn’t be here with me. Now he knows just how much better the fucks are gonna be because you are going to be watching me pound your husband.

On Friday, Baylee is due back. I expect you to be here a full thirty minutes before he arrives. I will tie you up in my closet and you will see how a real man fucks your lithe man. You will hear him moan as my meaty cock fills his asshole and strums his protate. Listen to his repeated claims of my magnificence as I fuck him on my bed. You’ll even see him shoot without anyone even touching his tool. And do you know why?

Because if you don’t, ill take him from you, little man. I can do it whenever I want to. Hes hooked on my ten inches of magic meat. He worships my six pack and pays homage to my mighty chest. He tongues my hole and tightly muscled ass and when I point, he kneels and slobber on my crank until I reward him with a copious amount of my love juice. He literally anticipates his next chance to pleasure me. Tell me im wrong ! Thats what I thought.

So if you want that man to continue coming home, you will make me happy when he’s here. Do it right and things will remain good for you. Once we get comfortable I will be bringing in other men. The only thing better than cucking a man, is doing it in front of other alphas. Ive already got a few fellows who’ve been waiting for you to check on him. They will be so pleased that things have progressed. I suspect you might even like it. I bet that tiny dick is hard as arock right now, isn’t it? Yep, it always is. Since you know where to be, I won’t need to give you directions then. Next time you can park in my drive. I want everyone to know I’m cucking another. You can bring your own gag if you want, but I have one just in case. Some cucks have a preference. I don’t give a shit, as long as it keeps you quiet while I’m enjoying my morning’s entertainment. I’ll see Baylee at 9, I’ll see you at 8. I want to spend the first time getting you used to being tied up the way I want it. And we’ll need to fit you for your collar and cage. I suggest you shave, it will fit more comfortably.

One more thing, you will address me as Sir. You won’t be addressing Baylee at all. Get used to it. These rules will be enforced at home as well. I will be addressing them with my sexy boy. If I find that you can’t follow the rules, there will be repercussions. I have a cage in my basement. Dont make me use it! Understand, wimp?

Yes.

What was that you stupid little fuck?

Yes, Sir.

Thats better. Dont forget it. Cucks should never speak unless spoken to. Now what time will I see you on Friday?

Eight, Sir.

Very good. Now get your sorry ass out of here. We don’t like peeping toms aroumd here.

[phd-bullrider-deactivated202106]

Dad’s buddy is hung! 😜

[illtopyoutwink]

[johndad13]

Work has been quite busy lately, which has caused me to stay later then usual this week. As I am finishing up the last project of the day I hear my phone go off with a text from Zach.

“Hey babe. Will you be home soon? We haven’t spent a lot of time together this week. Im pretty lonely here all by myself”

“I am doing the best I can babe. I should be home in a couple hours”

“Ok. Well maybe this will help get you home sooner 😉”

Just as I finish reading that text, a picture pops up of Zach laying on his stomach, on our bed, wearing only socks and undies that show off his perfect perky ass.

“Holy shit babe! Super sexy pic! That definitely looks like more then just lonely.”

“Well I am lonely, just really horny as well. So does that motivate you enough to come home sooner?”

“Oh that definitely motivates me babe but I can’t just up and leave right now. Let me finish the most important things that have to be done today and I’ll be home as soon as I can be”

“Hmmmm. Sounds like you may need some more motivation. I don’t think you understand how lonely and crazy horny I am. I just downloaded Grindr and once I send you this message I am creating an account and posting that picture I sent you. I advise you head home as quickly as you can.”

“You almost had me for a second there babe. I know how much you hate Grindr and the pervs on it. I’ll do my best to be home as soon as possible.”

“Oh I do hate Grindr but you’ve been so busy this week that we haven’t had any time to play. I don’t remember the last time I’ve gone this long without being fucked. So one way or another, I’m getting fucked tonight”

Just as I finish reading that message, another pic pops up, and my jaw drops. The pic is a screenshot of the Grindr profile Zach made, including the pic he sent me, that says “Horny bottom twink looking for big daddy dick”.

“WTF babe! You can’t be serious! Do you have any idea the kinds of guys that’ll be after you? Delete that please!”

“Oh I am dead serious babe and I know the kinds that will hit me up. Dominant, aggressive alpha daddys that’ll wanna pound the fuck out of my ass.”

“Ok ok ok! You win babe. I’ll stop everything and leave right away. Just delete that app please”

“I’ll delete it as soon as you get home. Think of it as an extra incentive. I already have 4 guys messaging me so you better hurry. You don’t want one of them showing up before you do you?”

“Babe this is crazy. I know I’ve been busy this week but this isn’t how to fix it”

“Tick tock babe. Time is wasting. Especially if you are still messaging me instead of heading home. Love you!”

Realizing he is absolutely correct, I put my phone away and got to work. Running around like a crazy person to get everything locked up and secure. I hop in the car and head home as quickly as I possibly can with all the traffic. I pull into the driveway and I am elated that it took me less then 25 minutes to get home. I head inside and close the door behind me.

“Babe I’m Home!” I shout proudly. “Babe?”

I walk into the living room and I freeze. On the floor I see clothes sprawled all over, including what appears to be the undies Zach was wearing in the pic he sent me. My jaw drops and my heart starts beating fast.

“No that’s not possible”, I say to myself. “It’s barely been an hour since we talked. No one could have gotten here that fast”

As I head towards the bedroom, I hear Zach moaning like I’ve never heard him moan before. As I got closer I could also hear the bed squeaking and someone grunting and moaning as well. I open the bedroom door slowly as I hold my breath, hoping beyond hope that it’s not actually happening.

Right there in front of me, was some fat and hairy older man, balls deep in Zach’s tight smooth perfect little twink ass, pounding away as if he was trying to pile drive Zach right through the mattress.

“HOLYYYYYY FUCKKKKKK YESSSSSSS DADDYYYYYY!!!!” Zach moaned.

“Yea boy! You love Daddy’s huge dick don’t you?” said the stranger.

“OHHHHH GODDD YESS DADDYYYY!! I LOVEEEE ITTTT! ITS SOOOO FUCKING HUGEEE!!!!!”

“Pretty little twinks like you love my cock. And my cock loves pretty little twink ass like yours boy. It’s so tight on my cock. Your boyfriend must be small”

“OMFGGG COMPARED TO YOU HE ISSSS! YOU’RE FUCKING HUGEEEE!”

“Yea I am. How about daddy unloads deep in your gorgeous little ass to breed and mark you as my boy so I can fuck you as often as I want from now on?”

“OHHH FUCK YEA DADDY BREED MEEEE!!!! OWN MEEEE!! FUCK ME WHENEVER, WHEREVER! MAKE ME YOURSS!!”

“That’s a good boy! You’re daddy’s boy now!”

At that moment the stranger slammed his cock deep inside Zach and let out this primal grunt as he started to shake uncontrollably and began to fill Zach with his seed.

“UUHHHHHH YEAAAA BOY!!! YOUR ASS IS ALL MINEE NOW!!”

“YESSSSSSS DADDYYYY BREEDDDDD MEEEEEEE!!!”

Once the stranger stops cumming, he collapses on top of Zach, and they lay there together, all covered in sweat and breathing heavily. The stranger then begins to run his hands all over Zach’s body, touching and feeling every inch of his perfect twink body.

“You are, by far, the hottest little twink I’ve ever fucked, bred and owned. Your tight little ass is going to be fucked many times a day now boy, can you handle that?”

“Fuck yea daddy! As often as possible! I love getting fucked!”

“Good boy. You’re going to be the happiest twink bottom ever then” the man says as he looks up at me.

“You must be the boyfriend. Guess you didn’t get out of work early enough huh?” He says with a laugh

“No I guess I didn’t make it in time”

“Well I’m happy you made it in time to witness me breed and claim your boyfriend as mine so there are no doubts. Now if you’ll excuse us, me and MY boy need some privacy.”

“You…you want me to leave my own bedroom?”

“If you ever want to play with your boyfriend again you will. Remember I own his little ass now. So if you piss me off, I won’t allow you to enjoy it ever again. Got it Cuck?”

“Yes sir, I get it. Enjoy your alone time”

With that I walk out of the room closing the door behind me. Still in shock of what I just witnessed, but I’ve never been harder in my life. As I lay on the couch in the living room I can hear Zach start moaning as they begin fucking again. I close my eyes and begin stroking my rock hard cock as I think of that man pounding Zach’s little ass again. It was the biggest load I’ve shot in a long long time.

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[twisted-talez]

“Thanks for picking me up,” I offered, climbing into his truck and throwing my backpack on the floorboard. Fuck, he looked hot with his scruffy beard and worn-out shirt and ball cap. I always had a weakness for farm-boy cock.

“No need to thank me,” he replied, chewing on a wheat straw as he stared off into the highway. “I was headin’ to town anyway.”

“You’re Beau, right? Beau Vance?” I asked, even though I knew it was him.

“Uh huh,” he affirmed, not taking his eyes off the road.

“You probably don’t remember me. You were a couple years ahead of me at Central High,” I informed him, trying not to stare at the ample bulge in his jeans.

“Is that right?” Beau replied, seeming to not remember me or otherwise give a shit.

“I heard you married Eliza Cummings after graduation, right?” I asked, trying to make small talk.

“Umm—yeah,” he confirmed awkwardly. “But we ain’t married no more. We—uh—wanted different things, so she left me.”

“Damn. I’m sorry to hear that. You still farming with your dad?” I asked, trying to change the subject.

“Nah,” Beau dismissed. “Dad and I didn’t—didn’t really see eye to eye on some things after I got divorced. So I bought ol’ man Brewster’s farm after he died last year. It ain’t big, but it’s mine.”

“That’s awesome,” I exclaimed. “That’s a nice piece of land.”

“What about you? You in college now?” he asked with a glance at my backpack on the floorboard.

“Yeah—well, not anymore,” I answered. “I was at State, but I dropped out a few weeks ago after a really bad breakup. I just couldn’t stay there and be around him anymore.”

“Him?” Beau asked, finally turning his head to look at me.

“Yeah—I’m gay,” I answered. “That’s actually why I was hitchhiking into town. There’s a Greyhound leaving for Chicago at 3 pm. I’m gonna try to crash with a friend there until I can find some work. My parents won’t let me stay with them. They don’t want a faggot for a son.”

Beau offered not a word in response, his eyes once again fixed upon the road before us as he chewed contemplatively on his wheat straw. After baring my soul to him, Beau’s silence was deafening. I knew I should just keep my mouth shut until we got to town, but I had more to say.

“You didn’t know it,” I began hesitantly, “but I had a huge crush on you back in high school. I thought you were cute as fuck.”

With a sudden jerk of the wheel, Beau pulled his truck off the highway, the gravel of the road shoulder crunching under his tires as he brought the vehicle to an abrupt stop. Fuck. I shouldn’t have opened my stupid mouth.

“I’m—I’m sorry,” I stammered, my heart racing. “It was wrong of me to tell you that. You can let me out here. I can walk into town.”

“STOP,” he commanded, his meaty hand on my shoulder as I attempted to exit his truck. “I do remember you. And I thought—I thought you were cute, too.”

“What?” I exclaimed in disbelief. “I didn’t think you ever noticed me.”

“Yeah, I noticed you,” he smiled bashfully, shifting the wheat straw to the other side of his mouth. “Your locker was across from mine.”

“That’s right,” I affirmed. “I bought one of those stupid paper hearts they always sold at school on Valentine’s Day and slipped it in your locker when nobody was looking.”

“That was you?” Beau asked, eyebrows raised. “I remember how it said: ‘I want to kiss you.’ But I assumed it was from Eliza and she got pissed when I showed it to her. She thought some other girl was after me.”

“Well—it wasn’t a girl,” I laughed. “I’m sorry that I got you in trouble.”

“Don’t be sorry,” he smiled, removing the wheat straw from his mouth. “Do you—do you maybe still want that kiss?”

But before I could respond, Beau leaned over and pulled me towards him, our lips meeting with a deep, passionate kiss. The scruff of his beard tickled my chin. With tongues probing, I undid my seatbelt and climbed onto his lap. Through his jeans, I could feel Beau’s cock hardening as I ground my body into his. Our lips parted as his tongue explored up my neck, sending shockwaves through my body.

“I want to be inside you,” Beau whispered in my ear, his hand traveling down the back of my shorts, his finger finding my eager, puckered hole.

“You sure about this?” I asked, scanning the empty highway as I hiked down the back of my shorts. “What if someone drives by and sees us?”

“I’ll be quick,” he assured me, unzipping his jeans and unleashing a thick, nine-incher. Spitting on his cock, he then began to push into me.

“FUCK,” I gasped as Beau split my tight hole in two. With my arms around his neck, he grabbed me by the hips, guiding me to the rhythm that would get him off. “Yeah, fuck my ass,” I moaned, bobbing up and down on his thick shaft. “Fuck my tight hole.”

“You want my cum?” he asked urgently. “You want me to seed your hole?”

“Breed my ass,” I begged, gripping him tighter around his neck. Instantly, a flood of warmth emanated from deep inside me as Beau shot a massive load up my ass.

“Christ, that was good,” he exhaled as I climbed off his cock and pulled up my shorts over my used ass. I lapped up one remaining drop of cum that emerged at the tip of his cock before Beau stuffed his wet, spent dick back into his jeans.

“Shit,” I exclaimed, eyeing the clock on his dashboard. “I’m not gonna make that bus to Chicago if we don’t hurry.”

“Forget the bus,” Beau dismissed while taking my hand, his eyes locked on mine. “Don’t go to Chicago. You could take some classes here at the junior college. And I’ve got a big, lonely bed in a little farmhouse that I’d like to share with you—if you’ll have me.”

“I’d like that,” I replied, holding back tears. “But aren’t you worried about what people around here are gonna say about two guys like us shacked up together?”

“Fuck ‘em. I don’t give a shit what people think about us,” answered Beau as he shifted the truck into drive and made a quick U-turn, hitting the gas hard and racing us home to christen that farmhouse bed.

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

[trittylerxxx]

[cumboyintn]

Oh hey,buddy! I want to thank you again for letting me stay here while I’m town. You and your fella have been the perfect hosts. Hard to believe that not too long ago, I was engaging off to get blowjobs from you in the school boiler room! Old man Beard used to get so pissed when he found out we were MIA from American History class. Personally I just think he wanted some action, himself, he he. I could always rely on you though to crouch and swallow a load from my aching balls. Not much has changed since then, except I’ve raised my standards on whose mouth I dip my thick crank into. Oh, and I’ve added back door poking to my repertoire.

Why is Mark in my bed? Well its kinda complicated but the short answer is I wanted him. You see I got a little chilly earlier and I didn’t want to get up and try to find another blanket. So I used my alpha brain to solve the issue. Mark has been eying me like a piece of candy since I got here and quite frankly hes a lot more attractive than you, so the obvious choice was him. Ive been keeping my arms up around him to get him attuned to my masculine scent. I was planning to nail him before I left, but this cold spell quickened my schedule. So when I was faced with the situation tonight, I just took off my shirt and raised my arms above my head, letting my scent waft. Worked better than I could’ve imagined!

Wasn’t five minutes before I hear a knock on my door. It was Mark checking on me to ensure I was ok. I told him I was a little chilly and asked him to be a pal and warm me up. He got kinda foggy eyed and looked down the hallway before deciding this was his chance. He came over and crawled under my covers and asked where I was cold.

I told my nips were freezing so he proceeded to warm them up with his mouth. Now that is a good host! After a few minutes he asked if there was anything else and I told him my dick was kinda chilly too. He stared into my eyes for a moment then he dove head first under the blanket. Goddammit that boy sure knew how to warm me right up! After all that care I felt the least I could do was to give him a little loving inreturn so I made sure to fill his belly with a hot meal. It mustve done the trick because he crawled back up here smiling and thanked me. I kissed his handsome face, tasting myself in his mouth, and he nestled down with his nose buried in my pit. Such is the responsibility of being so fucking attractive to queers.

I figure I’d let the little sexpot get his strength back before telling him my dick is cold again. This time I plan on sliding into a nice warm sheath between his legs. Once I unload in there, we’ll be set for the night. Nothing like sleeping with your dick up some twink’s ass.

That means you will be sleeping alone tonight, cuckboy. Probably for the rest of the week as well, so tomorrow night get your kiss in early, cause I plan to be in him by nine o'clock. If you want to kiss him good night, go ahead. I was about to wake him for round two anyway. Kiss him and then get out. I want him focusing on whats really important, like me getting my nut. Wakey wakey, sexy. Someone wants to kiss you good night…

[anothercockinthewall]

[twisted-talez]

“The fuck?!” exclaimed my older brother Hal upon sliding open the barn door and finding me bent over, taking cock from my buddy Tanner.

“Shit,” Tanner cursed, pulling his big dick out of my ass just as he’d finished breeding me, his seed spilling onto the hay-strewn ground as he attempted to stuff his still-hard cock into his jeans.

“Who the fuck are you?” demanded Hal as Tanner pushed past him without answer, fleeing the barn as he sprinted home.

“That was Tanner,” I informed Hal, pulling up my pants over my used ass.

“You mean the little Langdon boy from up the road?” Hal inquired.

“He ain’t so little anymore,” I joked, referring to Tanner’s big cock. “He’s eighteen, like me.”

“And you let that boy … put his dick in you?” demanded Hal incredulously.

“The proper term is fuck,” I teased. “Yes, I let Tanner fuck me.”

“Don’t get smart with me,” Hal scolded. “Dad would skin your hide if he’d walked in here and seen that boy with his dick up your ass.”

“You’re right,” I apologized. “I wasn’t thinking. I thought you and Dad were harvesting the north side today. What happened?”

“The header jammed on the combine,” he reported. “We need to fix it, so Dad sent me in here to get the tool box. I just didn’t expect to find you with a tool in your box.”

“Ha ha—very funny,” I eye rolled. His humor had disarmed me. “You’re not mad at me?”

“No—I’m not mad,” he shrugged. “I was just a bit shocked. I guess I’ve always known this day would come.”

“Wait a minute. You know—that I’m gay?” I asked in disbelief. “How long have you known?”

“Uhh—since about the time you were six and would throw weddings for our G.I. Joe action figures,” he laughed. “I guess I kept waiting for you to talk to me about it.”

“I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time,” I admitted. “But I didn’t think you’d understand—my studly brother who’s always out scoring pussy.”

“It’s all an act,” he shrugged. “Truth be told, there ain’t much pussy to score around here. That’s why I often drive down to Shreveport.”

“Shreveport?” I asked, confused. “You got a girl down there?”

“Not quite,” Hal replied. “I—uh—I fuck this one guy there who likes taking cock.”

“What?” I asked, aghast. “So you’re gay, too?”

“Nah,” he denied. “I’m still straight—I still like pussy. But I also know it’s sometimes fun to fuck a guy—especially when my balls are backed up.”

“Are your balls backed up now?” I taunted, slowly undoing my pants.

“Jesus. Are you serious?” Hal replied, aghast. “I don’t know if we should fuck. You’re my brother for Christ’s sake. Doesn’t that go against the laws of nature?”

“Only if you’re worried you’re gonna knock me up with a mutant baby,” I laughed. “Come on, Hal. I know you must’ve thought about fucking be before.”

“More than I should ever admit,” he answered, rubbing his bulging crotch, and then unzipping himself. “You sure you want this?”

“Yes,” I assured him while watching him pull out his hard cock. “Holy fuck, you’re huge.”

I had seen my brother’s cock many times while growing up—getting out of the shower, skinny dipping at the pond. But I’d never seen his cock hard and in its full glory. His dick was easily ten inches and as thick as my wrist, with a sack of duck-egg, hairy balls hanging below it.

“Now you know why I fuck guys,” he laughed. “Bitches never know what to do with a cock this big.”

But I knew exactly what to do. “Get that big dick in me,” I begged. “Make this hole yours.”

Stepping up behind me, his hands on my hips, Hal mounted me—impaling my eager ass with one, deep thrust. “Damn, you’re wet,” he exclaimed. “That Tanner boy dumped a big load all up in you.”

“Yep,” I winced, trying to adjust to Hal’s big dick. “Tanner always cums like a fire hose. You gonna pump some more cum up there with his?”

“You fuckin’ know it,” Hal answered, pummeling my hole. His big balls slapped my ass with each thrust as he abused my cunt. “Raise your ass a bit,” he commanded.

The change in angle was incredible. Pushing himself up on the balls of his feet, Hal slid deeper inside of me—burrowing into me at a depth I’d never before experienced. With his balls mashed against my cunt, my hole was stretched to the max, gripping the base of his shaft with each delivered thrust. Christ, his big cock felt good.

“You like my cunt?” I asked as Hal continued his assault on me, jackhammering my hole at a frenzied pace.

“I fuckin’ love your cunt,” Hal replied. “I love it so much—I’m about to give it my seed.”

“Yeah—fuckin’ breed me,” I begged. “Dump that load inside me.”

As if on cue, Hal’s big dick began to throb inside me, blasting my guts with his warm load. “FUCK … DAMN,” he grunted, his balls emptying in my deep chasm. “Take this fuckin’ nut.”

“Shit, that was good,” Hal announced, pulling out of me, his load gushing from my wrecked hole. “You clean yourself up,” he ordered. “I better get the tool box to Dad before he comes looking for me.”

“Too late for that,” a distinct, sonorous voice came from behind us. It was Dad—leaning against the open doorway of the barn, his arms folded across his muscular chest. It was clear that he’d been standing there for awhile.

“Dad!” exclaimed Hal, trying to stuff his wet cock back into his jeans as I froze in place, bent over with my wrecked hole dripping Hal’s cum. “Dad, it’s not—it’s not what you think,” Hal stammered. “If you’ll just let me—”

“Step aside, Hal,” Dad ordered, undoing his pants. “Your mama ain’t spread her legs for me in years—and I need to get this big dick wet.”

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

[codydiablo601]

[tiemeupandenjoy]

“Oh, hey!  What a night… I forgot we left you tied up out here.  Well, don’t mind me, I’m just running to the kitchen to get your boyfriend and I some coffee to energize us for round five.  Maybe we should leave the door open, so you can see what you’ve been missing.  Hope you’re comfortable.  Really, I don’t know how you can bear wearing one of those cock cages.  They look so small.” 

[benashtonpictures]

[cumboyintn]

We were both excited when Chuck got the job at the call center. It would mean he wouldn’t have to work so hard physically and he’d get paid to help people on the phone. Definitely a win- win. At first we only had the one car so I’d be there to pick him up when he got off. He looked so handsome strutting out the door with a cock grin on his face. Man I could never get tired of seeing that.

After his second shift, I noticed that there was a tall bearded guy who seemed to be tailing him, so when Chuck got to the car, I asked him who he was. He told me that he was his floor supervisor, Mike. A real nice guy who seems like the perfect boss. Every time I have an issue, it seems hes right there to assist me. I almost feel guilty because the rest of the newbies don’t get the attention I do, but hey, I believe in karma and I always have helped others so I guess its just coming back. Besides, hes kinda cute.

I bristled when he said that and Chuck caught on and told me that of course I was his only man though and kissed me. When we broke apart, I couldnt help but notice Mike was staring at our car.

A couple nights later, as the week was closing, Mike escorted Chuck to the car allowing me to meet him. He seemed a nice guy, but it seemed that his hand was on Chuck several times as they stood beside our car. I may have just been over protective, but I swear I saw him running his hand up Chuck’s ass cheeks a couple times.

The following Monday Chuck informed me that they filled out a bunch of paperwork and he gave them my number as a contact number in case of emergencies. No surprise there, but he also told me that he gave it to Mike as well in case of on the floor emergencies when he needed to reach me immediately. He said its fairly common among the floor supervisors since our permanent records were stored in the office and I might be there during off hours.

On Wednesday I received a text from Mike. It was to the point as it said he was monitoring Chuck’s station right now and he decided he wanted that sexy fucker spread eagle as he pounded his boner up his firm sweet ass. This was just a courtesy notification.

That night I showed Chuck the text and he just laughed it off. He said that the guys were a bunch of jokers and that he should’ve said something to me.

The next night I got a text telling me that he was watching Chuck from the row of empty seats and while his deep voice was answering questions, he couldn’t help it. He pulled out his dick and rubbed it along to his vocal cadence. Hmm. Gonna be so sweet to hear him moaning my name as I plug him. Then I got a picture of the back of Chuck as he was seated at his desk.

This made me very worried and again I showed Chuck the text when he got home. He just laughed again and told me that Mike was having me on. I think I would’ve known if a sexy man was jerking off behind me.

So he thinks Mike’s sexy? This might not be good.

On Friday I got the next text. It said he was going to get that hot fucker in his office and introduce him to my happiness maker. Can’t wait to see those baby blues staring up from my crotch. Tell me, does he spit or swallow? He’ll be swallowing, of course, because that shit stains my pants. I just wanted to know.

When Chuck got home he seemed a bit edgy. I asked him if he got called into Mike’s office and he said he had. I asked if there was anything he wanted to tell me. He said he had a performance evaluation as he played back some calls. He seemed pleased with my performance. I just took it all in stride. Chuck looked like the kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Then he added he pulled out a rather long one to evaluate me and I got the sense he was watching my face for my input, but at the end when I wrapped it up, he was all smiles. Looks like this job is perfect for me.

Over the weekend I pictured my husband on his knees servicing Mike like his little servant. I went from being mad at this obtrusive asshole to wanting to watch him take Chuck to sexual plateaus. And I still had no proof that this was anything more than what Chuck said, stupid pranks.

On Monday, i got a call from Chuck telling me that they asked him to work over two hours tonight. Guess I’m doing a good job, because there was only a handful asked. I congratulated him and told him to just give me a call when he was ready to be picked up.

An hour later I got the text I was dtreading. It was from Mike informing me that tonight was the night. He was going to seal the deal and fuck my man like he has never been fucked before. Its supervisor night and we each keep a slut after work to fuck and swap out. By the time chuck gets home, he will be known by all five of the supervisors. Since he’s mine, I get first dibs at that tight ass. Can’t wait! Oh and don’t wait up for his call, ill drop him off when we’re through.

I tried to call Chuck back but his phone went directly to voice mail. Dammit!

Three hours after he was supposed to get off, Chuck finally got home. He looked beat. His shirt was buttoned up wrong and his tie was missing. He had dried cum in his hair and he smelled like a cheap whore. I got my verification. His pants were filthy in the knees and there was something puddling in his seat. He looked at me and smiled. He said this was the best fucking job ever. After going round Robin with five hung bosses, they decided I was the employee of the month. Ive been promoted to the customer complaint team where I will deal with the unsatisfied customers and try to turn their experience around. For every satisfied customer I will get to be entered in the drawing to meet the big boss and get a personally delivered bonus. From what they say he’s got a perfect ten trating… ten inches long by ten inches around. Fuck! Now excuse me while I go soak in the tub. My soar ass is throbbing.

[wildfeet12]

Mmmm do your Italian daddy Dick like you like

[cumboyintn]

What the fuck are you so excited about? I told you I wanted something to fill me up an hour ago when you drove me home from work. I tried to get your attention again when we got home and I said I was really in the mood for some tasty Italian. You just blew me off and told me if I was that hungry, your dad was in the kitchen working on dinner. When you went off to the den to watch TV instead, I took your advice.

Hell, I kinda thought your dad was hot anyway, so if you want to throw me to him, so be it. I went into the kitchen and asked what smelled so good. He laughed and said it was either his bolognese sauce or him. So I sniffed the sauce and told him it smelled good, but he smelled better. Then I planted a big kiss on his handsome face. I knew I’d hit pandit when I felt his strong hands kneading my ass cheeks. He put the sauce on a low simmer and then carried me upstairs to his bedroom.

Turns out his Italian sausage is delicious. Ive already tasted a nice load of his man cream and its quite a bit tastier than yours. Not that I got to taste too much of it. He shoved it into my throat just as he was coming. Now that I’ve got the first load out, im gonna enjoy a long fuck from him. I’m just getting things ready for his main assault. In many ways you two are just alike. Which reminds me, do me a big favor and go stir the sauce. I don’t want it to stick. We should be eating tonight in another half hour. Hmmm. Better make that an hour. You ready to fuck me, daddy?

[canadianboar]

[twisted-talez]

“I think we should talk about last night,” my boyfriend said softly, his arms wrapped around me.

“We don’t have to talk about it,” I shrugged.

“No. I think we should,” he insisted. “You seem upset.”

“It’s okay—really,” I demurred. “It was your birthday. I wanted to do it for you.”

“Yes—but—I feel like you didn’t enjoy it,” he observed.

“No—I did enjoy it,” I claimed. “But did you have to invite thirty guys? It was sort of a lot.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry,” he acknowledged. “I didn’t think they would all want to fuck you.”

“I guess it would have been fine if they just each dumped a load in me and then left,” I suggested. “But they kept getting back in line, dumping load after load in me for hours. It was exhausting.”

“I know. But you took it like a champ,” he praised. “You’re an incredible power bottom.”

“Thanks,” I replied flatly.

“You still seem upset. What’s eating you?” he inquired, stroking my back.

“I guess—I guess I’m just trying to understand why you invited him?” I asked hesitantly.

“Who?” my boyfriend responded, confused.

“Uh—your fucking dad,” I replied, derisively. “He seemed to really enjoy fucking me. It was kinda creepy.”

“I get that taking my dad’s cock was weird—but it was really hot watching my dad breeding you,” he smiled. “And you seemed to like his big dick.”

“Yeah—I did. He’s really hung,” I admitted. “But it’s just gonna be weird every time I see your dad from now on—knowing he dumped four loads up my ass while you and thirty guys watched.”

“I understand,” he sympathized. “Look—I don’t want to pressure you, but Dad is still here. He crashed on the couch after the party last night. He’s already asked if he could fuck you again this morning.”

“Why not?” I acquiesced, pulling down my pajama bottoms and climbing on the bed. “Send him up here.”

“That’s my good, slutty cumdump,” my boyfriend beamed. “How about I go downstairs and make us pancakes while Dad breeds your sloppy hole?”

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

[russbutler]

[russbutler]

[mature-maduro]

hola cariño!

[cumboyintn]

I tried to make things perfect for my visit from the boss. I had the pool cleaned so it was attractive, got the best steaks for a great cookout, I even had Chris learn how to make the perfect Manhattan, his favorite drink. I left nothing to chance on this visit. I wanted that raise and I already a mark against me by being a gay man. Yeah, yeah, I hear that the world has moved on, but the truth of the matter is that straight men still don’t consider gay men their equals, especially in business.

So I invited Mr. Brown over for a cookout/ pool party to show him that I’m just as qualified as those meathead coworkers of mine. And dammit, he accepted! I’m gonna get that raise!

So after welcoming him to our home, I directed him to the spare bedroom so he could change into his swim suit and the gathering could officially begin. Chris and I were already in our suits and it was looking to be a beautiful day out there. When Mr. Brown came out I formally introduced him to Chris. He laughed at Chris’s backwardness and helped to set a comfortable stage for the day. I suggested we get a quick drink to start things off and Chris went off to the kitchen to make his new favorite mixed drink.

I confessed that Chris had been practicing making these and Mr. Brown just grinned. He told me he couldn’t wait to try it then. Then just to add a bit of over confidence, I added that I was positive that my baby was gonna get things off to a terrific start. We both laughed as Chris entered the room with a tray of drinks. Just as he got to my boss, fate yanked the rug out from under him. He was concentrating so hard on not screwing up, he tripped over a corner of a chair and ended up on his knees in front of Mr. Brown wearing all three drinks.

Mortified, I didn’t know what to say. Mr. Brown looked at my husband on his knees then a wicked grin spread on his face. He reached down and yanked out his hefty dick and told me I was right, that my husband was gonna get things off to a terrific start. Then he grabbed Chris’s head and directed him onto his lengthening erection.

In awe I just stood there as my boss proceeded to fuck my husband’s mouth in our living room. Once he was fully erect, he grabbed Chris’s head and hugged it so he could deep dick his throat like he’d use a hooker. Obviously this wasn’t his first time manhandling a mouth. I could see the look of panic on Chris’s face turn to sexual arousal as he adjusted himself into being the bottom for this captain of industry. When he reached out and grabbed my boss by the ass to pull him in tighter, my boss just howled as he drove his eight inches down my man’s throat. I knew Scott had some skills, but this was knew to me.

I yanked my own hardon out and began jerking off as I took in the action. When my boss saw me, he just howled as he stroked my husband’s head. I could hear him getting close by the intermittent ‘Oh Fuck’ and “Take it, Bitch’ which peppered his language. As he hunched over and rabbit punched my honey’s throat with his steely dick, I heard him tell Scott to swallow his load. Then he spasmed as he shot off into Scott’s mouth. As he shot off so did I. I grabbed a pillow off the couch and loaded it with my cum.

After he finished unloading into Scott’s mouth, my boss slumped into a chair and started laughing. He told me that I had already earned a raise by my impressive work. I was head and shoulders above the others. Guess you’re working on that office now… he he. I can see you in one too, he added as he massaged Scott’s asshole with his middle finger. In fact, I might have just the opening. Then he thrust his finger up Scott’s tight hole. Just give me about thirty minutes to crunch the data and I bet there will be something in it for you.

Now how about you helping me to get things all worked out. What do you say, darling? Scott looked at me then he looked back at Mr. Brown and leaned in for a kiss. My boss just chuckled and said that Simpson was a complete idiot. He thought I’d be bored out of my mind today. Wait until he sees my new office manager on Monday! Now excuse us while I go compile things in your boyfriend’s tight fucking ass. I haven’t had one gripping my finger like this in years. Maybe you could make us those drinks? You know, fags throw the best home parties!

[igotdaddyissues]

[cumboyintn]

I was lying down on the couch when my dad jauntily walks into the room. I was thinking about my date last night with my new man, yet my dad was the one showing an erection jutting out in his shorts. With a joking demeanor I asked him if he walked into the vacuum cleaner. He smiled and laughed. Then he said that it was funny I should mention suction.

I was out in the garage deciding on what I was going to tackle when one of your friends popped by. That brunet with the silly goatee. I think his name is Billy .

Geez, dad, its Bobby and hes my boyfriend.

He he, I know Derrick, I was just riling you. Anyway I told him you were in here mooning about last night still.

Dad!

He smiled as he was eying my hairy chest and said he wanted to talk to me. This was a change, so I asked him what was on his mind. He sheepishly continued to check me out as he told me that his buddies told him that he should check out the old man to see what the boyfriend was gonna turn out like.

Really? For Derricks sake, I hope you're satisfied, I replied as I ran my hand over my unit.

He reached out and felt my chest hair and I just purred. Im beginning to like this kid. I figured I'd see just how far this was gonna go. When his hands reached my shorts and he felt my dick, I watched his face for his reaction. His eyes got really big then a smile cracked across his face.

I asked him if he was satisfied with Derrick? He looked me in the face and said he needed to see what kind of stamina he had to look forward to. Then he dropped to his knees and lowered my fly. As my dick was released it raced out and hit him across his face. He let my junk just rub all over his face as he grabbed my pecker and directed it into his open mouth. I gotta say, I just love watching attractive folks with my dick in their mouths. Bobby looks so hot smoking my dick. And that boys mouth felt incredible as he put some suction on me. I love having my nuts worked and he knows what to do with him.. licking, sucking, rubbing. He had my full attention.

The coup de grace came when I did. He went back to polishing my knob. He put a good shine on it. Then he started bouncingnon it taking more and more of it. He had wrapped his hands around my hairy cheeks and pulled me into his mouth for some deep throat and well, I haven't had that since I started dating your mom. When my nuts hit his chin I looked down to admire his work. He looked up with those chestnut brown puppy dog eyes and I just blasted my load into his mouth. It was an incredible series of cum blasts. It actually overfilled his mouth and got his shirt all wet as well.

As he stood i asked if he was pleased and he said he couldn't wait to grow older with you. Then he noticed my nut on his shirt and decided to go home again and change.

I asked dad why he didn't tell Bobby that he was my step dad and not my real dad? You know that mom divorced dad because he had a small dick and she got tired of it. Thats why she married you and your fucking huge cock.

He just laughed and said not to worry, son. Ill always be around to pinch hit for ya. Especially if that sexy fucker is involved! I hope his ass is as good as his mouth is!