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This happened when I was in college, I was looking around on Grindr for somebody to give a blowjob too and ended up chatting with this guy who suggested we meet at a fairly well known gloryhole in a public bathroom. I go there and wait, and eventually someone walks in and taps their foot so I respond and a few moments later I see him stand up and start to put his dick through the hole. I started stroking it then licking the tip a bit before really getting into it and taking his full dick in my throat. I could hear him moaning from the other side which got be super turned on and eventually after a few minutes I felt his dick start twitching as he shot his cum down my throat.
After finishing he put his pants back on and left, and I opened up Grindr to a message from the guy I was planning to meet saying he was on the way, just running a bit late. At that point I realized that I had just sucked off a completely different guy, so I let the guy who was on his way know and he thought it was super hot. Ended up sucking two guys off that day and still find it really hot that i ended up taking the first dick by pure chance.
I don’t want to drag the story out too long but basically my gay best friend has a dad who is … gay as well. I’ve been over to their house plenty of times since i’ve known them for like ~6 years and we all have a good dynamic and get along well. My friends dad is a good looking dude. takes care of himself is pretty tall maybe like 6’2 and a fit guy with a good job, nice house, all the things. He doesn’t even give off gay vibes which is another thing I like about him and he’s very paternal. One day his dad invited me over to hang out play video games, watch movies/tv, drink some beers and hit the pool like usual. Except this time I didn’t know my friend wouldn’t be there. I didn’t question it as i’ve been to their house multiple times and it’s basically my second home. And this is how it all started….
I’ve always considered myself straight or least curious but this made me realize I like older men. His dad gave me the realization that I like the power dynamic between an older guy taking care of me both sexually and financially. He wasn’t my sugar daddy per se but he did treat me well in that aspect as well.
Anyways after a few drinks we were sitting on the couch and he had his arm over my shoulder casually but he wasn’t touching me. His arm started slowly falling down until eventually his arm was fully on my shoulder. We talked for a little bit in a drunken state which lead to him sucking my dick and I returned the favor. This would be the start of whatever it was we had going on. For about 6 months I essentially had a secret relationship with my best friends dad but I had to cut things off because I don’t want my friend to find out that his dad and I are fucking and he’s treating me well and buying me all sorts of things or just straight up sending me money sometimes. I was actually slowly falling in love with his dad but I had to take a step back. We all still hang out and everything but I think it’s funny how when we do hang out there will we be moments his dad and I just lock eyes and we both just ‘know’ lol. I want to get into another relationship badly with an older man who will treat me the way he treated me. Maybe it’s my daddy issues I had growing up but I find the whole dynamic very hot and sexy.
sorry my last post got deleted I accidentally violated a rule, it’s my first time here. Everything should be okay now 🤞
(I've never written a story like this before, but I'm excited to tell you all about an experience of mine. My first experience. Everyone is 18+, and was at the time of events. Names changed to protect identity. Everything is remembered to the best of my ability)
A little about me, I'm Aaron. Typical geek type, though I keep fit with long distance running. Twink bodytype. I shave and wax, aside from a cute soulpatch above my dick. I've got a decent ass too 😅
The story is about a time when I was at one of Jake's famous parties and got more than I bargained for. But to tell you that, you need to know what led up to it!
Jake's the kind of guy who gets what he wants. He had the girls, he had the car. And every few months he'd host a massive party whilst his parents were out. He'd basically invite anyone he wanted to get with, but also a bunch of his mates, friends of friends. Which is why I was surprised when I got an invite, college had ended months back. Honestly I just assumed I'd never hear from him again, being that we barely knew eachother.
He added me to a group chat with nearly 50 people in it. I was scrolling on my bed so noticed immediately and pulled it up as 'Jake😎 is typing'.
"yo @Aaron" he @'d me and my heart pounded. What was this about?
"Sup Jake" I played casually. Jake was insanely hot, and I don't deny I crushed HARD. The kinda gym lad who thinks they're god's gift, but with the natural success in genetics to back it up. A cheeky grin, defined features... and you better believe that extended downward. This man had a six pack before I'd drank a beer. He never hid anything in the showers, which I'd always secretly appreciated as even soft he hung at at least 5'5 inches. And, there was just something about his attitude that made everyone gravitate to him.
"we sorting out a party for next week. got drinks and a I'll spot you some weed. you comin?" he typed. I was stunned. Why was he being so nice to me?
"Oh thanks, that sounds fun! I'll have to check what I'm up to and get back" I responded, uncertain.
"oky nw" he typed before listing the address for the chat.
This was weird. Out of the blue, I hadn't spoken to this guy for... well barely ever. I'd watch him on the football field, daydream about getting to feel his hot sweaty muscles. But like, our chats had been pretty limited. Maybe they were hoping I'd bring lots of booze. Or knew a plug.
Then I received a DM. It was Jake. He typed "almost forgot, I got this for you too if you come through gayboy 😜" and my mouth dropped as a 5 seconds snap came through. Clutched in his big fist, Jake was stroking his veiny throbbing erection, wet from precum, above his washboard abs. I'd never seen him hard before but my mouth watered. As the video got the the last second he flashed the camera up and gave that cheeky grin with his tongue out and one eye closed that I'd seen him make so many times before.
Now he knew I was gay. I'd told someone I thought I could trust, and turns out I was wrong, but it wasn't so bad. Some people mocked me, they'd laugh and stuff, but Jake hadn't ever done that. Though, he had all the girls he wanted. But now, trying to entice me into sending him nudes back... was he bi? All these thoughts were zooming through my head when he sent another message.
"come on gayboy, that w33ds not free... not gonna leave me with blueballs are ya 🥺?"
I was so eager to send something back, I stripped and put my camera on timer, placing it carefully on my chair and started posing. It took me a few minutes before I got something I liked. I decided on legs to my shoulders with my pink boypussy exposed, giving a raised eyebrow. Ngl I was definitely going for cute. I captioned "How's this?", and hit send.
Then he read it. And I waited. My cheeks burnt like fire with anticipation. He started typing, then stopped. Aagh! Why did he stop? Was this all just bait to get the gayboy to expose himself. I went to delete but I could only remove the picture on my end. I panicked at Jake's mercy, dropping my phone on the bed.
But as I put my phone down it buzzed, and I yanked it back up. He'd sent a video holding a ruler to his cock. An unmistakable 8 inches of thick jock dick, with the caption "you look tight... you sure I won't break you baby 😈". I felt a wave of relief , but also like... he was fast to the point! I guess when life's handed to you on a silver platter, you get used to the fact that people don't tend to say no. I sure wasn't going to. The video ended with him slapping his fat cock on the desk his ruler was lined up on, and I'd be lying if I said that thud didn't make my hole twitch.
I immediately reached for one of my dildos. Started with my fingers, and then I lubed up and began working it into myself. I wasn't expecting this and my boypussy was tight, but I worked myself open hard and fast. I sent a video back fucking my ass with the dildo, and decided to get cocky.
"You're not my first rodeo" I captioned the video, pumping my hole with my pink jelly dildo and adding a few moans to spice it up. Truth is, I was lying. Aside from that dildo in my ass, and trading blowjobs with mate Sam, I was as virgin as mother Mary. But, I'd done my research. And I'd been practicing for years; I was ready for this. At least, I thought I was. Jake's response took me wayyy by surprise.
"good. I was hoping you'd be experienced, Nathan and I have been looking for a good hole for the party... I'll catch you Saturday, wear a cute jock too runnerboy" he captioned a still image of him and Nathan, one of his best mates who I had also lusted after (also a sporty jock). Looking upwards at them, both with their cocks and abs out, Nathan flashing a peace sign Infront of his hairy chest and Jake clearly caught mid-giggle. It was so sexy, I had to save it to chat before responding.
"Omg I've never had 2 guys at once... But I'd love to try 🥺👉👈"
"awesome, you're gonna love it. Btw Nathan says nice ass 😜" he responded, then his little icon disappeared and I knew he was gone. And I was left in my room, hole squeezing around my dildo, hand moving between fucking myself with it and pumping my wet cock, just staring at this picture of two hot jocks.
Did I just agree to lose my fucking virginity in a threesome?!
First time writing about one of my experiences guys so let me know if you enjoyed and would like me to continue the story!
When I started dating men I was in a relationship with a girl. Started dating a man sexually when I was in my early twenties, he was 56 and experienced. He was in my city and worked once or twice a month. My girlfriend at the time worked nights. So very often he would come home and fuck me on our kitchen table and in our bed. I was thinking of stopping seeing him often. But the next time he was in town I couldn't help but get on my knees and suck his cock. Put him on the couch and straddle his thick cock. Make out passionately with this man. He used her dildos to warm me up before he would fuck me. After about seven months of sexual relationship with this man, I ended the relationship with that girl and she moved out. That same night he came home and fucked me ruthlessly and stayed all night. He fucked me several times that night, and several nights after that. When I had started having sex with men I couldn't stop. for me it's like a drug, the euphoria is huge when I sleep with a man who fucks me passionately and hard.
i know it's not dignified to be unfaithful but it happened.
I was anxious at first, it was my first time at a sauna. I had no hang ups about men and cocks, but I’d heard stories of how you can feel hunted. That appealed to me.
Upon entering I had a shower and wandered the halls in nothing but my towel. I made my way to the sauna and sat back, enjoying the heat.
The door clicked and two guys came in, seemingly friends. They sat on the other side of the sauna and sat back closing their eyes.
I took the chance and laid myself flat, allowing the towel to slip off my cock which rested on my leg in full view.
After a few moments I opened my eyes to see guy #1 stroking himself while looking at me. I reckoned him over and took his thick 6 inches in my mouth.
He held my head, pushing it down gently until his cock was entirely in my mouth. Choking, I tried to pull away yet he held me there, tears coming from my eyes and I gagged for that next breath.
Finally releasing me, I looked up, my eyes now full of lust, and again fell onto his cock. Guy #2 was now standing to my side and I have my hand working on his thin 7 inches.
Swapping them between my mouth and hand, I did my best to service both cocks.
“You want to go a little further?” asked guy #1.
I reached for the bowl of condoms and prepared my arse. He took the hint and got behind me, lubing up his condom covered cock as well as my hole.
He buried himself inside, giving no regard for pleasantries. His cock was thrusting impossibly deep inside me, a pounding I hadn’t found for a long time.
Guy #2 was trying to put his cock in my mouth but I was too distracted to give it the appropriate attention.
Guy #1 groaned loudly and before I could think he had pulled the condom off and dumped his load all over my back, rubbing his cock between my cheeks as every drop oozed out.
Guy #2 now moved in behind me and slid his cock into my hungry arse.
He fucked more sensually, long and smooth strokes that really hit every part of me right. He was close and I pushed back hard against him.
I wanted his load in me and I told him as much, he then grunted and I felt his hot cum filling me up.
As I lay there, exhausted and completely satisfied, I felt Guy #1 move in behind me and begin eating the cum from my arse.
Lifting my hips, I started pleasuring myself while he devoured every drop of liquid from my hole.
I came hard, shooting my load against my towel and collapsing into a cum covered fog that made me question why I’d never whored myself out like this before.
this happened last year because i (20M) am normally irresponsible and lazy when it comes to school and i was failing one of the most important classes i had in college.
long story short, i made a deal with my teacher (59M) after he suggested me to suck him off and he would raise my grades. the story goes deeper but that’s basically it. i hesitated at first but i couldn’t risk failing so i agreed.
i went to his place on a weekend under the excuse i’d stay with a friend and we chatted for a bit because i was really nervous. we were sitting in the couch and he asked me to undo his belt so i did. he then asked me to unzip his pants and i did so. i pulled his dick out, it was around 5.5 inches and very tick, he was already hard. i had only seen dick in showers/locker rooms and porn but never this up close and it felt super strange and different. he had a big grey bush.
i started jerking him off and he grabbed my head in a way he wanted me to suck but i resisted. after a few minutes of jerking off he grabbed my head again but this time i submitted. i started sucking and licking. not gonna lie i was probably really bad at it. i sucked him off for a few minutes until he came in my mouth but i spited it out cause i didn’t like the taste of cum. he told me i could leave now and he’d clean up later so i left.
i went back home and spent the night thinking about what i had just done. i felt disgusted of myself but then it turned me on so much i had to jerk off about it. i started getting more curious about dick the next few days. i knew grindr from a friend of mine because that’s where he sold. so i got the app and made a profile. i was amazed at the amount of guys near me looking for a hookup. i had a shirtless pic as pfp and i started getting messages right away.
i started having conversations with all these guys, i loved it when they sent me dick pics or shared their albums. at one point i realized what the hell i was doing and deleted the app. that didn’t last tho because a few weeks later the curiosity got into me again and i re download the app. after days and days of looking and talking i finally got the courage to meet up with someone.
i met up with a 28 year old hairy blonde man. his dick could probably be around 7in. i never asked him for a face pic beforehand so it was my first time seeing him. he couldn’t host so i was there in his car. not much talk. he just pulled his sweats and asked me to suck. i sucked him off, he probably didn’t like it because i wasn’t good so he grabbed my head and started doing it himself. that turned me on so freaking much at that time.
he said he couldn’t get off and wanted to fuck me. i freaked out and said nothing. he asked me if we could go to a motel and i said yes. we went there and he got undressed and asked me to get naked. i did. he told me to get on my knees and suck him off and i did as he told me.
after a few minutes i got up and he bent me over against the bed. he touched my hole, this was something i’ve never felt and it felt amazing but weird at the same time. he asked me if i had prepped myself and i didn’t know what that was so i said no and he then asked me if that was my first time. i said i’ve never been fucked before. he said we could take a shower together so i agreed. i sucked him off in the shower. we got out and asked me to lay on my back and lift my legs. he was playing with my butthole and man that felt so good.
he spitted on his dick and tried inserting it in. he struggled for some time tho because i was really tight. it really hurt at first but then it was like my hole got adapted and stretched and that’s when it started feeling better. he fucked me for a few minutes and pulled out and jerked off quickly. he came on my stomach. i tried jerking off but couldn’t cum. we just cleaned up and parted ways. i was literally shaking.
i felt dirty, guilty and disgusted but deep down i really really loved the experience i wanted more. i hooked up with someone else the upcoming weekend. i started learning more about gay sex and douching. fast forward i got addicted to dick and gay sex, i’ve taken about 43 dicks so far and the more time passes the more i want.
for the record, i’m very straight. i’m still attracted to women and i envision myself marrying a girl. i’m not attracted to men or want anything romantic with them, i just want their dick that’s why i can fuck with older and younger, twinks bears and muscled guys i really dc i just wanna get fucked. i’m simply a straight dude that enjoys taking it up his ass.
I (23) met my bf (25) a little more than 2 years. He was pretty open about his desires from the start. He says that it's a slut fetish, he wants me to sleep with other guys. He enjoys watching, organizing parties, and even just hearing about it if he can't be there in person. Afterwards, he loves to reclaim me, as I tell him why I come back to him, how much I prefer him, etc.
We started out small. I slept with his best friend, while my bf watched. But we grew from there, to now it's pretty much a few times during the weekend, and at least once a weekend I go to a party (with or without him).
Outside of the fetish, our relationship is pretty mundane and typical. We are in an amateur soccer league together, go on dates, watch stupid stuff on TV... normal things.
I love my bf with all my heart, and he loves me too.
Mark and I had been hooking up for a while. I, 38 and bisexual, had been exploring my bisexuality and was loving every experience. Mark, 36, had been pushing my limits, teaching me to bottom while also allowing me to grow as a dominant top.
We were never exclusive, but had kept things discreet while somewhat regular. Regular testing ensured Mark and I enjoyed as much skin on skin fun as we could tolerate.
One regular weekend I was at Mark’s city apartment. Wed started watching the footy but soon enough I was on my knees tasting his 6” cock while sliding a spare finger into my own eager hole.
“Get up here,” whispered Mark, as I stood and backed onto his cock. He slid in so perfectly and I eased himself back until he was entirely inside me.
I started a gentle rocking, rolling my hips back and forth. Mark was enjoying it and his cock was throbbing inside me.
“Who the fuck are you?” A voice a didn’t recognise asked from behind me.
Startled, I turned and was greeted by Ben.
“Fuck, ummm…” Mark fumbled as Ben now walked around in front of us.
“We were meant to be going out tonight, who the fuck is this??” Ben asked incredulously.
Mark did some quick explaining, Ben was his FWB and they’d made plans to head out.
Still feeling Mark’s cock inside me, I threw a Hail Mary… “no one is going out until you’re both in” as I started rocking again on Mark’s cock.
Ben looked shocked, then opened his fly and out flopped the most gorgeous 8 inches I’d ever seen. I eagerly took Ben in my mouth and felt him grow harder.
Mark was clearly enjoying the show and was soon grabbing my hips, emptying his cock inside me.
Not missing a beat, Ben grabbed me and spun me around, teasing my hole with his throbbing head.
In a hedonistic fog, I put Mark’s cock in my mouth and tasted his last few drops of cum. Ben pushed himself inside me, easing me into his huge cock.
Slowly pushing deeper, I felt myself stretching and yet eagerly wanting more.
Mark’s softening cock was filling my mouth while Ben was properly stuffing my arse. All at once I heard small moans from behind me.
I seized the opportunity and spun myself around, greedily grabbing Ben’s cock and swallowing every drop. I tasted every inch of him and refused to let go until I was satisfied he was empty.
“Now, you go out,” I said, slumping back onto the lounge.
Ben stuck around for a while and turned into a great third wheel for future fun.
28 year old Bi/str8 black male. Bearded and tattooed cop with a gf. No one suspects I’m into dudes at all, normally I’m not. But I have a weakness for chubs, bears, daddies and thicc bottoms. I’ve hooked up with lots of women, but I keep going back to man pussy from time to time. On off days when I’m home alone, I jerk to daddy porn. I’ll log into sniffies and Grindr and look for any guys visiting my town and able to host at their hotels. Every now and then I’ll go to the local adult theatre and cruise. Last year I went out of town for a NFL game, and I fucked 2 chubs the night I got into town, and another the next morning before meeting my friends at the game. Another time I went out of town, I hooked up with a guy in his expensive hotel room and fucked him in front of the open window. There’s nothing that gives me a bigger rush than an anon hookup in a hotel with a fat butt bottom, or fucking that older daddy in his house while his wife and kids are away, or a big booty college boy. I love women, I love fucking my girlfriend, but I always seem to get the urge to get behind a man with a fat butt.
I never thought I’d end up at a topless resort in Cancun, but here I am. It’s called Temptations, an adults-only, clothing-optional place. Not really my thing, but after wrapping up an event I planned here, I decided to stay a few days and relax. I’m not into the whole lifestyle, but I’d still take this over a family resort full of screaming kids.
My name’s Cayson. I’m 27 and work in event management. I do freelance consulting and help people plan events remotely. I handle vendor research, scheduling, and all the behind-the-scenes stuff. I grew up in Chatham on the South Side of Chicago. I went to school in the city and stayed in the Midwest for most of my life. I graduated during COVID and started working online right away. For the last five years I’ve been moving around the US and sometimes traveling internationally for work. Because of that I’ve never had a consistent relationship. I’m always on the move.
I’m gay. I had a supportive circle growing up and I definitely had fun in college. Traveling lets me meet people and have short flings. That works for now.
Temptations is definitely a change of pace for me. Walking in made me nervous. The idea of it all is supposed to feel freeing, but sometimes it just feels like people are staring. Being Black adds a layer to that. In a lot of spaces, especially in the gay community, there’s this weird fetishization. Some people act like they’re doing me a favor by being extra nice, like they want to prove they’re not racist. Others treat me like I’m just a fantasy. Either way, it feels like they see my skin (and the stereotypes that come with it) before they truly see me.
I went to the quiet pool to get away from the chaos of the sexy pool. That one was packed and loud. The quiet pool was more laid back. Most of the chairs were already taken but I found one open next to this older guy. He looked like he was in his late 50s. Gray hair, slight belly, pretty solid build. He was lying there completely naked with his arms behind his head. He looked relaxed and didn’t care who saw what.
I laid down my towel, sat next to him, and opened my laptop. I glanced at him. He was just out there. Then our eyes met and he turned back toward the sky.
“Nice day, isn’t it?” I asked.
“We’ve been lucky. The weather’s been great all week,” he answered with an accent.
“Where are you visiting from?”
“Quebec,” he said, turning toward me more. He had that kind of charm where you know he was probably a heartbreaker when he was younger.
“I’m from Chicago,” I said.
“Oh, our son live there. He's probably around your age. I’m Antoine.”
I like the attention. Spending so much time alone can wear on me. After a while, I start looking for approval in all the wrong places. Usually from strangers in countries I barely know. But there’s something exciting about that too. At a resort like this, being young and fit makes me stand out without even trying. And with my skin tone, I already look different. I’ve probably got more melanin than everyone in this pool combined.
I took off my sunglasses and said, “Cayson.”
I looked down at him again. He noticed and adjusted his position like he wasn’t sure what to think.
“Anything planned later today?” I asked, testing the waters.
“Dinner with my wife Lorraine at one of the restaurants here. You should make a reservation. You can’t just walk in.”
Wife. Damn.
I nodded.
“Got it. Any plans after dinner?” He gave a small shrug.
“Just a quiet night. Nothing exciting.”
The sun was getting stronger and the humidity was starting to press against my skin. I closed my laptop and stretched a little before sitting up.
“I’ll probably be free after nine,” I said casually. “Might swing back here if I’m not too tired. If not, I’m in 7327.”
I stood up, still fully clothed in my sleeveless shirt and swim trunks, and grabbed my towel. I gave him a little time to let the invitation sink in.
He sat up too, adjusting his towel over his lap like it suddenly mattered. “You seem like a sweet guy. Charming and handsome. But we usually go for someone closer to our age.”
He gave me a light smack on the hip. His hand didn’t exactly fly away.
“Plus you’re the same age as my son.”
I laughed and leaned in slightly, keeping my voice low. “That just means I’ve got more energy to keep going awhile.”
He chuckled, trying to brush it off, but I caught the glance he gave me. The way his body shifted, the small twitch in his leg, the pause before speaking.
“I’m flattered,” he said. “But still.”
As I turned to leave, I looked over my shoulder. "I'll be chilling here around nine if you ever need someone to hang out with.”
As I walked off toward the beach, I didn’t need to look back to know he was watching. I started thinking about that Blue Hawaiian I was going to order and figured the breeze by the ocean would feel a lot better than the heat by the pool.
I had dinner that night with a couple glasses of wine. I didn’t realize until I sat down that I had booked the same dinner time as Antoine. We weren’t seated close but I kept glancing his way. His wife seemed sweet, the kind who smiles at everyone. At one point an older couple stopped by their table to catch up. Lorraine lit up like she had known them forever. Total social butterfly. I figured they’d probably had a little session together earlier in the week.
Antoine saw me, I think, but didn’t react. Didn’t look twice. Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about how he looked. He was dressed sharp and carried himself well. For a moment I flashed back to his naked body by the pool, his skin and dick gleaming under the sun. I shook it off.
They probably play together, but only with people their own age. That’s fine. I reminded myself I was just here for the weekend. There were plenty of other people to meet.
At nine, I headed back to the quiet pool. A couple older white women passed me and whistled. One wore fishnets with nothing underneath. The other was completely naked except for a cocktail in her hand. They sat down on either side of me. I sat up, trying to be polite. They were clearly drunk. Still, they offered me a drink and casually rested their hands on my thighs.
I was wearing a sleeveless muscle shirt that showed off the sides of my chest. The woman on my right reached to move the fabric to peek at my pecs. I laughed awkwardly and pulled it back in place.
They asked if I wanted to go back to their suite. I told them no, trying not to be rude. I looked around the pool, still no sign of Antoine.
“We shared a boy who looked like you in Jamaica. What was his name again? Asafa?” the one on my right asked.
“Jesus, Sophie. Asafa’s the runner,” the woman on my left said, laughing. Then she paused. “He was very good to us though.”
I gave a short, uncomfortable laugh.
“Well, if you’re not interested, we’re heading back to the suite. Stay in touch,” the woman on the left said as she stood. Sophie followed, running her hand across my shoulder before walking away.
Another thirty minutes passed. The quiet pool was getting too quiet. I sighed and headed back to my room.
Back in my room, I opened Grindr. The wall of older, bigger white men hit me first. Then I spotted the Hispanic guy from the restaurant. He was at dinner with a group of friends earlier. I wondered what brought a crew of thirty-somethings to a nude resort in Mexico. No sign of Antoine.
The familiar Grindr ping popped up. Message from a black torso asking if I was free.
I checked his bio. Wilson. Forty-five. Six foot. Muscular. Top. I messaged him back and we agreed to meet in thirty. He was staying at the same resort with his wife.
I unlocked the door and left it slightly open so he could just walk in. I got naked and stepped into the shower, rinsing off fast. When I came out, I dimmed the lights, grabbed some lube and a couple condoms, and left them at the edge of the bed. Then I got on all fours, ass up, ready.
A knock. The door opened, then clicked shut behind him.
I heard the sound of shoes coming off. Clothes being pulled down. Then a voice I wasn’t expecting.
“Ohhh,” an accent reacted to the sight.
My eyes narrowed. I turned around.
Antoine stood there, fully in the room, eyes on me. He looked both amused and impressed.
“Didn’t think I’d come to you looking like this,” he said with a small laugh.
“I didn’t think you’d come at all,” I said, pushing myself upright.
He grabbed his crotch, already hard beneath his clothes. “Had to find a way to leave without Lorraine asking too many questions.”
He undid his belt and dropped his pants, revealing an unshaved, uncut hard-on.
I stared, caught somewhere between shock and hunger.
“Still free?” he asked.
I didn’t answer. I just turned back around, lifted myself higher, and waited.
Antoine knelt behind me, his hands a little unsteady as he squeezed the lube.
He paused.
“I’ve never fucked a guy before,” he said, almost like he was saying it more to himself than to me.
I looked back over my shoulder and gave him a slow grin. "Let’s see what you’ve been missing."
Then I arched my back and gave a playful wiggle, my ass up and waiting.
“So stop talking,” I said. “And fuck me already.”
His breath caught, and I felt the bed shift as he moved closer. The bottle gave another loud squirt. He pressed into me, slow at first, then shoved all the way in, stretching me open with one hard thrust. His hips slammed against the backs of my thighs. The bed groaned beneath us. My body rocked forward, chest low, ass high.
He was in his fifties but didn’t move like it. He fucked me like he’d been holding it in for years. Sweat gathered along his graying hair and dropped onto my back. His breath got heavier. He muttered something in French, like he needed more from me.
“Tu le prends, yeah? Take it just like that.”
My dick throbbed against the mattress, the friction making my stomach tighten. I wanted him deeper. He grabbed my hips harder. His pace didn’t slow.
In the mirror across from the bed, I saw everything. My body stretched out, chest pressed low to the sheets, ass arched high, bouncing with every thrust. My dark skin shimmered under the dim light. Antoine’s pale hands gripped my waist tight, his knuckles white like he was holding on for dear life.
His biceps flexed with every movement, veins rising as he pumped into me harder. Sweat rolled down his arms and splattered onto my back. His hips snapped forward over and over, the sound of skin slapping echoing around the room.
My mouth dropped open as I watched myself take it, watched him disappear inside me again and again. I bit down on my lip to muffle the moan building in my throat, but the walls couldn’t hold back what my body needed to say.
I shoved Antoine onto the bed and climbed on top, straddling his hips. My dick was hard and bouncing as I grabbed his cock, and lined it up. I sank down onto him, groaning at the stretch. My hands pressed against his chest, fingers digging into the soft gray hair scattered across it. I started to ride him hard.
He bucked up to meet me. Off rhythm at first, still figuring it out, but he caught on fast. Each thrust landed with more power than the last, his hips slapping up into me like he couldn’t get enough. It was his first time with a guy. My first with someone his age. The heat between us built fast, no hesitation, just raw want.
“Didn’t think you’d fuck this good,” I said, voice rough, my breath catching.
Antoine’s hands gripped my ass tighter. “Calisse, you’re tight. Don’t slow down.”
He smacked my ass. The sting made me moan, pushed me to move faster. Sweat dripped from my face onto his stomach. Our bodies slammed into each other in sync. I rode him harder, chasing the edge, sweat dripping from my chest onto his as he lay flat beneath me. His hands gripped my thighs tight, digging into the flesh, holding me in place as he thrust up one last time with force.
His breath hitched.
“Fuck… son,” he gasped, voice breaking into a low moan.
His hips bucked once, then again, and I felt him twitch inside me. His whole body tensed under mine.
Then he came.
He pulled out fast, stroking himself with urgency. His abs tensed. Head tipped back. Thick ropes of cum shot up, splashing hot onto his stomach, dripping down over the curve of his belly as he shuddered and let it all go.
I watched him the whole time, panting, turned on beyond belief by how undone he looked. His eyes fluttered open, chest rising fast as he caught his breath.
I leaned over him, one hand on the bed, the other brushing through the mess he left on his skin.
“You okay?” I asked, still breathless.
“Tabarnak,” he whispered, still trying to catch his breath. “You’re trouble.”
I smiled, still straddling him, and leaned down close.
Antoine cleaned himself up without saying much, just a soft look in my direction as he got dressed. His movements were slow, like his body was still catching up to what we’d done. I followed him to the door, still naked, the heat of him lingering on my skin.
The second he opened it, there was a knock. Standing there was Wilson, hand raised midair, about to make contact.
Antoine froze. His shoulders tensed, and for a split second he looked like a deer caught in headlights. He ducked his head and muttered something quick under his breath, slipping past Wilson without making eye contact. He disappeared down the hall like he hoped he’d never be recognized.
I stood in the doorway, still catching my breath, and looked at Wilson.
There was something about him. That black masculine beauty. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with thick arms that stretched the seams of his tank. His chest looked solid. Veins lined his forearms, and his hands were large, the kind that could grip hard and hold you where they wanted.
I stared without hiding it, letting my eyes drag down his body. I pictured his hands on my waist, his chest against my back, his arms keeping me right where he needed me. He looked me over once, quick and cool, but it was enough to make the air feel tight between us.
I let out a breath, cock hard and aching for attention. I had not cummed yet, and I needed it. I needed to cum from him.
Without a word, I reached for him, pulled him in by the wrist, and shut the door behind us.
I'm middle aged and have been curious for years. I ride dildos as often as I can but dream of real cock. I cum so hard to gay/trans porn. Love dick pics and smooth bodies any size or shape 🤤🤤🤤 UK based and constantly horny
I got caught in the world of men as a straight man with a girlfriend being curious and all and now I just can’t get as hard around with a girl. I’m constantly craving cock and getting fucked in the ass. Only had sex with a guy once in my life and it was about 3 years ago. Probs one of the best feeling I ever had that a girl would never be able to give. How do I snap out of this?
Im 60, been married to the same woman for 35 years. Ive always been curious about cock my entire life but didn't have my first experience until I was 42. Since my first time sucking a cock i have been addicted to serving men. I will absolutely do anything a man wants me to do to pleasure him including sucking his cock, swallowing his cum, rimming his ass, giving him my ass to fuck, anything! The best part is I'm a masculine professional type and no one has any idea.....
I'd love to hear your experiences since the idea is very hot but it would be new territory.
I turned my head as the bedroom door opened unexpectedly and saw a tradesman standing there.
Fuck, I’m sorry mate, he said.
I wasn’t expecting anyone and was naked on the bed. I was on my knees facing the bedhead and riding my clear cock shaped dildo. It felt so good inside that I was grinding my hips back and forth when the tradie walked in. The house was being renovated, but I wasn’t expecting anyone today. Now this man has walked in and caught me fucking myself. I freeze.
I’m sorry, mate, he said again. He’s looking at me in the eyes, a smirk on his face.
It’s okay, I said. I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting anyone.
That’s cool, I see all sorts of things in my line of work. No need to stop on my behalf.
I look at him, unsure of what to do. He’s just standing there looking at me. I turn around onto my side, right hand on the dildo so it doesn’t fall out as I move.
Go on, he said. Keep going.
I look at him. He’s a good 10 years older than me with scruffy hair and a thick chest. Nothing special to look at, and not my type.
Ignore me, he says. I want to see you fuck yourself. Show me what you’d do if I weren’t here.
I roll onto my back, legs spread wide, and start to move the dildo in and out. I glimpse the strange man staring at my ass as he rubs his cock. I moan softly.
You like me watching, don’t you? he says. I say nothing as I start to move my hips, taking the dildo deeper.
He walks slowly around the bed, and then he is by my side. Keep going, he says. Don’t stop.
At the side of the bed, he takes his shirt off. Then his pants. His cock is clean and hard. I stare at it as I continue to fuck myself in front of him.
He grabs my hand and places it on his cock. You know what to do, he says. I stroke it with my left hand as my right hand works the dildo. I want it in my mouth. I lean over and take him deeply, burying my face in his bush. You’re a good boy, aren’t you? he says. I close my eyes and focus on his warm cock pulsing in my mouth. I start to anticipate him coming in my mouth when he pushes me over onto my stomach before climbing on top of me. His cock thrusts one or twice between my cheeks before I feel him pressing it into me. I bury my face in the bed as he starts to thrust hard. He grabs my hips, lifting them as he fucks me, hips slapping against my ass. Fuck, he yells. Fuck, fuck! I feel his load inside me as he falls over my naked body.
I needed that, he said. The tradesman climbed off my, wiping his cock on my bedsheets before standing up and getting changed. I just lay there on my stomach trying to process what the fuck just happened.
It sucks being mostly attracted to cock rather than men themselves, I love my girlfriend but pegging isn’t the same. And I used to be a serial cheater before we got together and I don’t wanna do that again but god the need to bottom comes and goes and it’s so intense and I just need a space to talk about it. I wish I just had permission to get dick when I’m home alone
I was gifted a sports massage at a local raquetball club and finally went to get a derp tissue massage. The masseuse was a big muscular Italian-ish guy who was all business. I started on my back with him working my quads, then I rolled over and he started on my calves and worked upward. By the time he got to my lower back I was rock hard and throbbing, and more than a bit uncomfortable lying on my horse cock. He stopped and asked if there was something wrong, I seemed a bit squirmy. I explained why and he said sometimes it happens, he's got a couple pillows I can put on either side of my hips to give the beast some space, and I agreed. As I placed the pillows and turned the sheet slipped off and I popped out in full view of the italian stallion and he went "Jesus Christ, I'm surprised you haven't passed out from loss of blood!"
It only took him a few seconds to shed his clothes and climb on the table, pushing me over on my back and lowering himself on my rigid shaft, facing me, gasping the whole way. We did a rythmic thrusting, me all the way in past his second hole, his now rigid cock bobbing up and down almost in my face. He was actually quite thick and long, but - may I brag? - I was definately longer and girthier. He was dripping precum, me moaning and thrusting up into him. I felt him tighten and I felt my balls clench and my dick swell even huger and almost simultaneously we both orgasmed and pumped, his load splattering on my chest as mine glazed his colon. We collapsed on the table panting.
He climbed off me and got a hot steam towel and toweled me off; I noticed a stream of cum rumming down his leg while admiring his large flacid member. I got up, used the towel to wipe him, then we both dressed. I thanked him, and he went "Don't thank me, it was awesome, the first time both my customer and me had a happy ending even though my ass is going to be sore for days".
I went out to the club bar and had a glass of wine, then went to pay. It was a young guy in a racketball club polo who checked me out, and when I gave him my name he looked in the computer and said "Oh, yea, your masseuse was Donny, he was, um, bragging about you". I said that he was quite good and the clerk grinned "It appears he's no longer the big man in the club but he seemed ok with it".Heh. I paid, and he gave me a receipt and a business card, which I read later on the back said "Call me, I'd like a massage like you gave Donny." I later learned the owner and many employees are gay.
Could there be a part two in the future?
I (36) am about to go on a business trip and decided it would be a good opportunity for me to explore my bi side. I have been sexting and camming with guys for years but have always been nervous to take that next step until now. I have been talking to him for the last week or so on a cruising site and have been thinking of being on my knees all week. Any advice for a first timer? DMs are ok if you do not want to comment
As many others here I am a guy who dates girls, but occiasionally I get so horny i talk with guys on grindr. most of them time it leads to nothing. they are not hot enough for me or i am not horny enough to actually hookup. You may ask if I ever meet with guys and the answer is yes, multiple times mostly for oral fun, anal very rarely (I prefer it with girls actually). One horny night I talked with this guy with very nice, big long cock and offered him a blowjob. He told me that he was already going to bed so yeah why not, „suck me before goodnight”. Didn’t remember much from his apartment but it was hot summer night, windows were wide open and there was a rooftop party nearby (we were on different part of the building on higher floor), so there was some extra excitment that someone can hear us. I didn’t loose any time and kneeled down in front of this guy who was eager to get sucked. Firstly, he was wearing white boxers so I had to tease it a little bit from the outside. Massaged and licked the fabric and the cock hidden underneath. Should I even tell you that our guy was getting more and more exciting and his cock was getting longer and thicker. Pulled his boxers down and there it was a really nice, big cock, some hair on top but shaved balls. I started to lick upperside of his semi hard shaft going from head to bush.
Who wanna know what happened next?
31M (at the time). I was required (as were many of us) to wear a face mask at all times at work all day for 8 hours. I had a horny idea I was happy to be able to pull off. I asked a FWB of mine (34M) who I knew always got a great crotch and ball musk going to help me out. I gave him a nice double layered cloth facemask branded with my companies name, and he wore it strapped around his cock and balls to the guy 4 times and several days to work himself. Got it good and filled with his sexy musk from his crotch and balls. He then gave it to me, and I wore it to work all week until the smell wore off. Was so hot, and I could smell him all day. Was hard off and on but rock hard most of the day that week.
Did it nearly at the end of the mask era, so only did it the one time.
My first gay experience. I was at a hotel on business and had really wanted to have my first experience with a guy for a long time. I saw a guy at the hotel bar. We made eye contact. And something just told me that this was my chance.. when I went back to my room, I walked by and handed him a piece of paper with my room number.
It took no time at all. He was knocking at my door he came in. I immediately pushed him against the wall. I started to make out with him.I wanted to make sure he was actually down.
He then pushed me on the bed and started to get undressed i sat up and his dick was right in front of me, i knew this was the moment it was now. Or never I'd already gone this far, so I grabbed. It started to stroke and then took in the head and then slowly went down. I heard him moan and for the first time felt a cock get bigger in my mouth.It was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced i gave him the best blowjob I could. He exploded in my mouth i felt his cum coat my mouth. I love the taste I love swallowing. He then returned the favor but it didn't take long because I was so overly stimulated anyway. We then made out for a second and he left me what the taste of has cum still in my mouth.
I am still turned on talking about it.
So I’ve been linking with this one guy for most of the time sexy since the start of 2024 And the first 3 times were fine but noticed after the fourth outing were we did the deed he took much longer to maintain arousal. So I kinda cut him off And started going with other people just two other times and When I finally gave him another chance we ended up having sex for 3 hours because he couldn’t stay hard at all like at all for most of it several different positions different rooms of the house and than by the time he came it was almost like their was zero penetration at all. When he pulled out he was already flaccid. I was a little put off. And asked to go to the bathroom to check if he had left any cum in me and also pee while he did cum I still hadn’t gotten off at all. And that’s when I decided to cut him off again.
So fast forward to now I was on sniffie looking for. Stress reliever and talking to other guys and as soon as my fwb gets on he messages me on sniffie and just regular text me. I ask him what inspired him to text me out of no where. He said “how do you mean” I explained to him that he’s on the website and just got up out of nowhere to text me. So I asked if he wanted to link and he said yea but later tonight tho. And that’s when I had brought up my feelings about him and how I perceive his lack of arousal with me for his failure to maintain an erection. Or if he has Erectile dysfunction. Due to his poor health ( he’s 270 pounds doesn’t work out and just drives truck deliveries and at 24 not maintaining an erection even for 10 minutes) is alarming to me. But when I sent him my paragraph of how I feel about the situation detailing that we’re no longer sexually compatible. He stopped messaging me and blocked me on twitter.
Now I feel bad because I feel like I shouldn’t have asked in that way but I also don’t enjoy or even gain pleasure from our link ups and continuing to meet up with someone I’m not attracted to is a waste of time honestly.
TLDR: Am I in the wrong for accusing my FWB of having ED?
Me(18) got fucked for 2h by my friends dad(43) let's call him Greg
I was over at my friend we were playing some splitscreen games om his TV after a while u got tired so I went to find a snack for the both off us. After a couple minutes of not finding anything greg came up behind me and scared me. We talked and he told me that he saw the video off me getting railed by a friend and told me he feels a little gay and asked if I wanted to I was horny so I said yes so Greg and I went to his home office to fuck me first I jerked him off then Gabe him a blowjob and I was so chocked he was so big like 9inches or more. Then I told him to put it in after putting lube on my ass and his dick . He put his dick in me and I moaned so loud after awhile his wife started knocking on the door he told her not to disturb him so she went away he came in my ass then we put on out clothes I had to sneaks as they thought I left and Greg gave me a ride home and that was it. It has happened couple times more and this story happened 3weeks ago
40 BiWM here . Have stroked and sucked a few times before but never had one finish in my mouth . Was sucking a friend yesterday and I just kinda got lost in the moment . I felt him growing in my mouth but I just Kept going . Next I felt a twitching in his hard cock while I was sucking , I still didn’t process what that was about . Next thing I know my mouth was full with a different weird taste . Then it occurred to me HOLY SHIT ! He just shot his load in my mouth ! 🤦♂️😆😆😆
My first full BJ to completion !!
Tbh it really wasn’t that bad I don’t know what I was afraid of all these years . Looking fwd to do it again
Last February I started chatting with this guy on grindr and he told me he had an open marriage. He said his wife wasn't meeting his needs and she told him he could have a FWB as long as it was a guy. We hooked up several times without incident and he was fun because he liked rougher stuff like spanking and never complained when I'd go hard he'd just take it and he was a loud moaner.
Then the day came that I found out he was not in an open marriage and his wife had no idea he was bi. He invited me over to smoke some bud and fuck him like we had been for few months. We get done with our smoke sesh and went to his bedroom and he got on his hands and knees on the bed and I start out slow before picking up the pace.
I was getting close to finishing so i was going pretty hard and with all the noise he was making we didn't hear his wife come into the house. She threw the bedroom door open and was greeted by the sight of her husband bent over with his ass is the air spreading his cheeks with me mounting him from behind. She screamed his name and it scared the hell out of me and I fell backwards off of him and onto the floor.
She started yelling and calling him every name in the book as I was trying to get my clothes on. Then she looked at me and said who the hell are you and don't you know he's married and I threw it out there that I'd been told they had an open marriage and it was all above board. She turned back to him a started going off about divorce and how he was getting kicked out. I ran out of the house in just pants with my shirt and shoes tucked under my arm and never heard from him again.