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A Bottom’s Top Secret
Written By Dan from Italy
The heat of the lights, the cameras, the sweat, the tension of muscles, the strange and uncomfortable positions. Porn can get so hard, and not in the good way. Bruno could tell.
He’s a smokin’ hot, beefy 29 y.o man from Brazil, with a sexy beard, a deep, masculine voice and tattoos on his muscled body, with a beautiful cock.
And that cock just shot its load, followed by his partner’s cumshot, Jeff. Even if he loves this side of his life, Bruno feels great every time a scene comes to an end: he’s versatile, but in porn he’s always been a bottom, so he’s taken a lot of cocks up his ass and yeah, he likes when a stallion breeds him.
But it’s not always that fun for him, or his butt.
Bruno took a long, warm shower. Then he dressed up, suit and tie.
“Thanks for your work, Bruno” He and his director were having a small talk. “I really think you were born for porn”
“Really?”
“Absolutely. I think you should always bottom. Cause you don’t just perform, on camera. You don’t just have sex. The way you move that butt is pure art.”
“Well” Bruno masked his disappointment with a smile “I’m glad for being your man”
He thanked everyone for their hard work on the set and left in his car.
Nothing in the world is as exciting as crashing labels in homosexual porn and in LGBT cliches. He loves when fans watch him getting plowed and still want him to fuck them hard. He loves when they see him as a real man who likes dicks and likes men.
Liking men doesn’t make someone a “faggot”.
Bruno exited the highway and drove to a hotel. He smiled because he was going to take his dose of masculinity…
That’s one of the most precious hotels he’s ever stepped in, so he always wears suits because he wants to feel luxurious. The reception was empty, except for the concierge, a lovely and sexy muscle bear.
“Good evening, mister Bernal. Your room is ready. Shall we take your luggage?”
“No, thank you very much.” he said, giving him the ID “I’m supposed to have a reserved meeting”
“Your guest is already in your room, as you requested”
Bruno smiled while he was signing. “Excellent”
The concierge gave him his ID back and his magnetic key: “We hope you will have a pleasant stay in our hotel, sir”
“I’m sure I will. As always.”
Bruno left the hall, wondering if he could ever give him a blowjob, then reached his room: he slid the key and got in.
He left his case next to the wall and quickly went near his bed: and there was his guest.
A pretty, young Asian escort, with long dark hair and an innocent face, dressed head-to-toe as a french maid. Her uniform showed the classic black and white tone. It had short sleeves and her skirt wasn’t too long. She looked elegant and sexy at same time. The girl was waiting for him, sitting on the bed, in an unnatural pose, like she was in plastic. Like a doll.
Bruno slowly took off her white cap and caressed her head: “Você é uma menita bonita” (“you are a beautiful girl” in Portuguese)
He sat next to her, his face next to her face. “You smell very good” said Bruno before gently kissing her neck.
“And you taste very good, too.”
His right hand reached her neck, he pushed her down on the bed. Bruno quickly lost his jacket, the elegant shirt was showing his hard nipples and his six-pack; then moved on the girl. He kissed her, deep and hungry, as he loosened his tie. His hands ran all over her body.
He couldn’t tell exactly when his hunger for girls took over, but every time he feels like he’s starving, Bruno turns to an insatiable bull, craving for its primal desire.
The gay man ripped her white ribbon, then opened her first button, so he could eat her neck better. He blindfolded the girl with his tie as she did nothing.
No talking.
No hard breathing.
No reactions.
No resistance.
She was the perfect doll.
And this got him really horny.
Bruno unbuttoned his cuffs, then proceeded till the shirt was open on his muscles.
He took her in the seated position and guided her hands over his beefy body: his abs, his hairy chest, his skin.
“Take off my shirt”
The girl’s hands grabbed his shirt and used it to stand up. Then, like a soldier, she slowly removed it, uncovering Bruno’s solid torso.
“Boa menita” (“Good girl”)
Bruno smiled, horny and kissed her again.
“Down on your knees… That’s right. Now let me see your hands”
She raised them, like a condemned.
He took the belt off his pants and used it to tie her wrists, then kissed her again.
“Stay there”
Bruno took his time to undress completely. The idea of his gay cock in a woman’s mouth was revitalizing for him. He got closer to his escort’s face.
“Show me how you take it in your mouth”
She started to suck his dick, nice and slow. Going deeper and deeper till she gagged on his thick cock. Bruno moaned, his eyes were closed.
“Sí… Assim esta bem…” (“That’s how I like it”)
One of his hands pushed her face on his pubes and the other one plugged her nose briefly, as he kept fucking her throat. Every time she coughed, her mouth produced a lot of saliva, all over Bruno’s hard cock.
He closed his eyes again, grunting for the pleasure; a naughty smile came across his face: if his colleagues or his fans could see him right in that moment…
The beefy guy took his tremendously wet cock out of her mouth and stood his escort up: “Boa… Do you like my cock?” She didn’t answer and this got him so much hornier, as he pulled her hair “Let me taste it”
He kissed her, wild. And smiled.
“Boca gostosa” (“Nice mouth”)
Bruno loosened the apron of her uniform and took it off, before ripping her shirt: her small tits were finally exposed to his eyes. No bra. His hands mechanically started to play with them, squeezing those soft spheres, pinching her hard nipples. Then his tongue dived onto her breasts, licking them up and down.
“Yeah…”
His hands were holding her waist, as he turned the girl and laid her on the bed, face down. Bruno got on his knees, took her shoes and socks off, then kissed her legs, as he gradually lifted her skirt: there were no panties, either. Just her beautiful, smooth ass. And that pretty, pink pussy. With that nice clit, closed like a flower.
“Mmmmm, carinha” (“Nice”)
He lubed his fingers with spit, then rubbed them on her vagina before placing them inside. This time, Bruno could hear louder breathing from his escort. His fingers kept penetrating her hole till it got all wet and sticky.
Like a real alpha-man, he licked his own fingers, then buried his face in it. The smell and the taste of a horny pussy after being pounded for hours, were the right reward for Bruno.
He swiped his hungry tongue all over her pussy, drinking her wet pleasure.
“It’s playtime, bitch”
His deep and hot voice got even deeper and hotter, because of his testosterone.
Bruno untied her hands: he was ready to do what real alpha-men do.
He rubbed his gay cock on her Asian clit, then got inside, moaning.
His escort’s pussy muscles surrounded Bruno’s cock. He licked his lips, hands on her ass.
Every time he first enters a vagina, he always feels like he’s going to cum immediately: the warm hole, the smell of pleasure, the cunt juice running down like a waterfall…
Bruno tried to move gently inside her, but his true colors showed up soon as he grabbed that ass and plowed her pussy hard. He knew that would have been an insatiable hole, so he just got down and dirty.
“Você me deixa louca” (“You drive me crazy”)
A spank.
Another one.
And another one.
So horny right now.
He laid on her back, put his arm under her breasts and turned to the side.
His right bicep was around her neck. Bruno spat in her mouth and french kissed her, the left hand lifted her skirt and his cock was in her again.
He showed no mercy this time, as his tool rammed that pussy harder than ever.
“You like that? That’s what your cunt needs. Take it, slut!”
Bruno took the tie off her eyes.
“I’m fucking the shit out of you”
He kissed her some more, as his hand grabbed her breasts, then reached for her perfect clit. He rubbed that divine piece of meat and she began to moan. That was the green light.
He rubbed her faster, his gay cock still fucking her wild.
“Yeah! Squirt from that fucking pussy, give me your fucking juices!”
She had a violent orgasm, as she screamed and squirted all over the bed.
“That’s right, cum on my fucking cock!”
Bruno lost his mind and managed to power-fuck her some more, feeling like he was invincible, like he was unstoppable.
Unfortunately, his body put a limit to his mind: “Fuck, I have to cum!”
He could have pulled it out in time. But she was too tight, too wet. He had to go on.
His cock blasted a cumshot in her dripping wet cunt. He was speechless. How could he be so stupid and ruin everything?
“I’m… Sorry…”
“It’s okay. I’m always on the pill and it was fun” as she spoke her first words.
But he didn’t feel okay. He quickly lost all of his confidence: “Really, I’m so sorry… You’re so hot and I went too fast, losing control on my body”
She smiled and put a finger on his lips.
“Stop talking. It’s all good”
He smiled as well, then took her hand and kissed it: “Let me at least clean this mess up”
Bruno laid near her pussy and started to eat his own creampie: his cum tasted like pussy, it was so hot for him.
She moaned again, Bruno was a great fucker and a great licker: “Push that nasty cum out”
When they finished, Bruno wanted to kiss his escort, but chose to be a gentleman and did nothing.
He let her use the bathroom first. And as he waited on the bed, he just couldn’t help, but feel like a total idiot.
That wouldn’t happen, if they let him fully express his sexuality. He wouldn’t always have to pay an escort, in order to avoid being spotted by some blogger while dating a girl and targeted as an infamous “gay for pay”. He wished he could shoot porn scenes with women, without feeling like betraying his supporters. He wished fans could be reeducated in evaluating pornstars on HOW they perform, not WHO they perform WITH. He wished straight porn producers and viewers could be more open-minded. He wished porn was labels-free. He wished every pornstar could have the right to CHOOSE to be fluid…
When the girl came out, he took a quick shower, put a towel around his waist and came into back to the room.
She was on the bed, wearing a black mini-dress and a pair of black boots, no heels.
Absolutely stunning, Bruno felt a boner under his towel. He tried to ignore it, took his wallet:
“$500 as agreed and an extra $100 for the problem”
The Asian girl smiled and gave him back the extra money: “It’s okay, mister Bernal, I told you.”
Then she stood up, ready to go: “It was a real pleasure…” She kissed him on the lips and turned, but he took her hand. He didn’t want her to leave, yet.
“Wait” he said: “There’s something I gotta tell you. I still want to apologize, because I feel like I wasn’t worthy enough for you. My life is just a mess in some aspects, but I don’t wanna justify for my lacks. It’s just you’re really hot and I want to have sex with you again. No role plays. Just us. Please”
“Mr. Bernal” she smiled a little embarrassed “Don’t get me wrong, you’re a handsome man and an excellent lover. But this is not a date. I was supposed to do my job and my job is done. You can call my agency whenever you want and I’ll be more than happy to meet you”
“I perfectly understand. That’s why I intend to pay you for the entire night.”
She didn’t know what to say.
Bruno grabbed his smartphone: “Look. This is me” showing his Twitter account while she looked very confused.
“I work in gay porn. I’ve been doing it for 2 and a half years. And I love it, I freaking love it. But it’s a strange world, where labels matter more than people and being accepted matters more than self-accepting. In my world bisexuality is barely tolerated. And I’m not bisexual. I’m sexually fluid. But, try to tell these guys about fluid sexuality. They’d think immediately of sperm, or shit like that!”
The girl laughed, involuntarily. But stopped right after, blushing. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to lack you of respect”
Bruno laughed, too. “Don’t worry. You look good when you laugh…”
The air got electric. And he didn’t mean to waste time, so he took her face in his hands and kissed her. The girl answered at first, looking for his mouth and his body. But then, she had to get off his sexy lips. Bruno kept his eyes closed, breathing hard.
“You’re not going to accept NO as a answer, mister Bernal”
He looked at her: “Just call me Bruno. And I’m not gonna accept your answer either because you want it. I’ve been feeling you vibrating under my touch. You want me and I want you. I’m gay, but sometimes I feel a strong attraction for hot women. And you’re hot. I want to satisfy you as you deserve. And I won’t stop, until you reach that satisfaction you need. So, here’s the deal: 1000 dollars for spending the rest of the night with me. What do you say?”
She stayed in silence for a second, then her hands were on his ripped chest: “Well, it’s getting interesting. But you haven’t convinced me, yet.”
He pushed the girl on the bed, then laid on her, holding her wrists: “I’ve got a lot of good arguments. But it might take all night…”
Bruno kissed her, passionately.
His homoflexing night has just begun…
Conversion Therapy
Written By (probably) Dan from Italy
Living in a small town in the state of Indiana has always been quiet and quaint, I guess you say. Not much happens around here and everyone kind of seems to know everyone for the most part. The people who live here are somewhat privileged in terms of being very wealthy and almost sheltered from the outside world. They have outdated views on homosexuality since religion is a big part of their lives. How can a 49 year old gay male such as myself tolerate living here? Easy.
My parents mean the world to me. They raised me right and have always loved me for who am I, even after I came home from college being openly gay. Even though they have lived here all of their lives as well, their mindsets are far more advanced than other individuals who are closeminded. There was virtually no resistance whatsoever, the love they had for their child was far more important than who he decides to love. With that being said, being able to be near them in their old age is comforting. I am always available just in case something unfortunate or unexpected happens. I also love rubbing my homosexuality in the faces of every homophobic person I come in contact with. After all, it’s a small town.
The worst downside to living in a small town, however, is that my PhD is almost wasted on these people. Everyone just has the most mundane problems! It’s always the same entitled thing one after another. Spoiled teenagers and ungrateful business people can’t seem to escape from their little bubbles and focus on issues that actually matter in their lives. Sometimes I wonder why I didn’t just persuade my parents to live in the big city with me. My practice would do so much better there and my therapy sessions would actually benefit people who need help. Couples are going through a rough patch. Individuals struggling with eating disorders. Suicidal teens going through depression. You know, REAL problems. Instead of non-issues like “why won’t my secretary sleep with me” or “I deserve a raise because my family is important. Give me a break.
I especially love it when I get teenage patients because their parents think that I can eliminate years of their horrible parenting like magic. And when I say love, I mean I fucking hate it. Spoiled rich kids who have no appreciation for anyone or anything and the parents are no better.
One example I can think of is a girl named Riley. I first met her when she was about 16 years old and her parents sent her to me to see what I could do. The problem seemed to be her desire for materialistic things, but no means of obtaining them. I asked her why she didn’t pick up a job since she was old enough to work. Her reply was that she didn’t want to. Fun, right? No matter how hard I tried to motivate her to get a job so she could pay for her own things instead of using her parent’s credit card, it was no use. She was resistant every step of the way and each session would end with her stubbornness walking out of the door when time was up. Although I couldn’t seem to get through to her, it didn’t deter her parents from stopping the sessions. I definitely wouldn’t say I’m bad at my job, but it’s not easy trying to help someone who just doesn’t want to be helped. For two years this went on until she finished high school and was ready for college.
It’s been so nice not having to see her for the past year (not that there weren’t other entitled teenagers to take her place), but her
Freshmen year was done and it is now summertime. Her parents scheduled a session for her since they wanted me to check in with her and see if she’s improved her behavior or not. I thought I was a therapist, not a private investigator. Hopefully being away at college has given her a reality check and make her realize that the world doesn’t revolve around her. However, her parents sent her to a private school (not surprised) so that optimism went away rather quickly. If anything, all of those rich snobs probably encouraged her behavior to continue. Nonetheless, her appointment was coming up soon this afternoon and I have to do what I get paid to do in this miserable town.
“Your 2 o’clock is here sir”, my assistant stated at the door.
“Alright, thank you Sarah. Send her in please.”
A few moments later, Riley walks in looking quite different than from what I can remember. Wow, what a year can do to a young girl’s appearance. Her makeup was a little on the heavy side and her hair had a more mature tone to it. She was always pretty slim, even though her chest was always quite large. They seemed to have grown even more while she was away if that was even possible. Wait, what the fuck? Why on Earth do I care about her appearance? Even while in the process of questioning my own mind, I couldn’t help but notice the yoga pants she had on. Her butt just looked so perky and full in them. Damn, why the fuck is this exciting me all of a sudden?
“Hi Mr. Eric!”
“Riley, how many times do I have to tell you? It’s Dr. Valentin. I didn’t get my PhD for nothing you know.”
“I know, but we’ve known each other for so long and I think Mr. Eric sounds better”, she finished with a wink. What the hell was she doing? We both took a seat on the couch next to each other and started the session.
“So what’s been going on? How did your first year of college go?”
“It was great! I made so many new friends!”
“That’s great to hear. Did they talk you into getting an off-campus job like we talked about before you left?”
“Oh God no! I brought my parents’ AMEX card and they always had money too so we always went out to eat. We also went shopping together all the time.”
Just like I had suspected, the people she met at school were clearly bad influences on her. I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes since nothing seemed to change. “So you didn’t take my advice, yet again, and learn anything while you were away?”
“Oh no, I learned stuff! Like in my classes about management and stuff. I got mostly all C’s and a few B’s. So happy about that!”
“That’s not exactly what I meant since I was talking about learning new responsibilities. But you’re proud of those grades?” I was so confused.
“Yeah! Of course! I only studied a little because things like getting my nails done were so much higher on my list of important stuff to do.”
This girl has not changed on bit aside from the enhanced physical qualities I can’t stop staring at for some reason. I was even starting to get a little chubby in my pants. Holy crap, this cannot be happening. Aside from turning me off mentally with her nonsense, she was turning me on physically with her assets. I don’t like even like women! Not to mention the fact that his girl is only 19 years old. I was 30 when she was born! I’m pretty sure being a gay male entails that one does not like vagina.
She seemed to have notice me staring at her yoga pants because she asks, “Do you like my yoga pants? I got them from Pink, with my parents’ credit card, of course. The guys at school love them too. It’s so obvious the way they stare when I wear them to class. Sometimes they even follow me after class…”
As she continued to vent about the guys she dated at school, my eyes couldn’t help but wander up her body. I could visibly see the outline of her pussy, but my eyes just couldn’t handle how big her boobs were. How fun they would be play with in my hands. I came back to reality as she was talking about an event she attended and realized that I had been staring at her breasts the entire time she was talking. That had to have been a good 15 minutes of just being mesmerized by her huge jugs. Did she notice? Suddenly her eyes noticed the extremely hard boner that had formed under my dress pants. Her eyes then looked back at mine while I tried to quickly hide it with my hands. I was so embarrassed I didn’t know what to do next.
Riley broke the awkward silence by saying, “I think time is up Mr. Eric. It was so good to see you again! Hopefully you’ll tell my parents that everything went well and that there are no problems”, she said as she gave me a hug. I was still sitting down trying to hide my unexpected hard on that her breasts leaned against my face as she was doing so. Holy crap, I should be grossed out, but my rock hard cock just got even harder. She left the room while I could do was sit there and wallow in my confusion. All of the blood rushing to my second head because of a young girl was all too new for me.
That night I went home and jacked off to some gay porn. Yup, still gay.
Morning had arrived and I woke up feeling relieved that men still turn me on resulting in last night’s jack off session. I shot such a huge load! Maybe I was just not feeling like myself yesterday. That girl annoys the crap out of me for crying out load. Even though I hadn’t cleaned myself off from after cumming, I was too lazy for a shower this morning so I got dressed and went to work…even though I smelled like I just had sex…oh well.
The day went on as usual. All of my clients with appointments showed up and it was almost time to be done with work for the day. I just wanted to go home and relax. Suddenly, however, there was a knock at my door. It was odd that my assistant was still here so I yelled, “Sarah, you’re here later than usual. Is there something that needs my attention?”
There was no response, but the door opened and I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Oh Sarah’s gone Mr. Eric. It’s just me.” There she was, right before my eyes.
“What are you doing here Riley? I’m about to leave for the day. You’re next appointment isn’t until the end of summer.” I was very confused as to what she wanted since I just saw her yesterday. Her choice of attire baffled me as well. She was wearing a long peacoat while the temperature outside was about 80 degrees. Oh no. Did she notice my boner yesterday during our session? Crap! What am I going to do!?
“No, you’re right. I don’t see you again until the end of summer, but I my curiosity is getting the best of me at the moment. Tell me Eric…have you ever been with a woman?” she asks as she starts biting her lip.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but I have not. It’s not a secret in this town that I’m a gay man. You of all people should know that since teenagers have a knack for gossiping.”
That’s a shame. You’re almost 50 years old and you still haven’t felt what it’s like to have sex with a woman. Having her tight pussy walls grabbing onto your dick.”
“Um, excuse me? You should not be bringing up this subject. It’s highly inappropriate and I’m not your client, you are mine.”
“I’m not technically yours yet…but I could be…” she responded in seductive tone. I have a feeling my enormous tits got a bit excited yesterday. I didn’t notice you were staring until I saw that nice outline in your pants.”
Shit! Shit, shit, shit! She did notice. I am so screwed. “You have no idea what you are talking about Riley. What you thought you saw yesterday, you didn’t see. Let’s move on with our lives and I’ll forget this ever happened. Please leave.”
“Mr. Eric…or can I call you daddy?”
“You may absolutely not call me daddy! What gives you that crazy idea?”
She ignored my request and continued. “So daddy…big, strong, and sexy daddy…don’t you want to experience what a nice, tight pussy feels like? What it feels like to be a real man and fuck a woman?”
“Are you suggesting yourself for that role? You’re hardly a woman. Just a young 19 year old girl who doesn’t know the meaning of the word responsibility.”
“Are you sure about that?” Before I could answer, she had already started to untie the front knot of her coat. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was completely naked underneath. No clothes…not even a bra or panties. And those breasts. Those amazing and voluptuous tits I can’t take my eyes off of. Why is this happening? “Does this body look like it belongs to a young girl to you?”
“Well, yes. But I don’t fucking care right now. Get your sexy over here right now.”
“But I thought you wanted me to leave…”
And with that said, I walked over to her and ordered, “shut your mouth little girl.” I jammed my tongue in her mouth and swapped spit with the first woman I’ve ever kissed in my entire life. She reached for my hair and started to intertwine her tongue with mine. Damn, she tasted so good. She began to run her fingers through my hair as I grabbed ahold of her hips and slammed her against me. Her bare ass was just unbelievable. Holding both of her cheeks in my hands just felt so right. It’s as if my hands have been waiting for this moment for 49 long years. I squeezed her ass cheeks while she sucked on my tongue. I could tell she wanted me so bad. Did these desires just occur overnight since she noticed my bulge? Or did she always feel the desire to conquer a gay bodybuilder who was as old as her father?
My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a hand start to caress my raging hard on. She was rubbing the tip of my head where precum was leaking out. I didn’t know a gay cock could leak precum in the presence of a female.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to know what it felt like. After removing her coat, licking my fingers, and rubbing on her clit, I rammed my dick straight into her inviting pussy. Wow. What an amazing sensation. It’s so warm and wet inside. Who needs lubrication when pussies produce this much slimy liquid? God, this just felt so right. Her shaved cunt felt so good rubbing against my bald cock. Hell, her smooth skin altogether felt so intimate against my hairless muscular body.
Fucking while standing has always been a favorite position of mine. But you can only do it with men from behind or while picking them up. Here I am though, fucking a girl while standing face to face. It was turning me on so much right now.
“Spit in my mouth.”
“What?” I was a bit surprised by her demand. Only gay men wanted other guys to spit in their mouths I assumed. “Really?”
“Yes! Do it daddy!” Thank God no one was in the office because her moans were getting quite load. I gather as much saliva as I could and spit directly into her mouth. Watching her swallow it was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, hotter than any other man who wanted my spit. She seemed to love so much that I gave her some more to swallow.
Being spontaneous in the moment I decided to lift up my arm and make her smell and lick my pit. She surprisingly obliged for no resistance and started going at on my shaven pit. “That’s right. Lick daddy’s sweaty armpit you nasty little slut. Show me how much of a dirty whore you really are.” This was great. A pretentious and entitled rich girl…being a nasty little bitch right before my eyes. It couldn’t get any better than this. Since I was fucking a cunt for the first time, I might as well make it memorable.
Since my gay cock was preoccupied destroying her tiny pussy, I decided it was time to have a taste and see what all the fuss is about. I reach around her asshole and began to rub her pussy. She was so fucking wet. It didn’t take long for my fingers to be covered in her juices. The moment of truth came when I brought my soaked fingers to my mouth and started to suck. Oh yes…it was sweet like honey. I could see myself eating her out for hours if I wasn’t so impatient with my newfound desire to be in her cunt. I let her have a taste of her own pussy as well before carrying her over to the couch.
I got on my back and put my hands behind my head. “Show me how you ride daddy’s cock. Let me see if you’re better than all other men I’ve slept with in my lifetime.”
“Anything for you daddy.” These past few moments have probably been the only times this girl has ever listened to me. First, she licks my sweaty pit. And now she’s going to ride me cowgirl style. She got on top of me and even though I was on the bottom, I still felt like I was in charge. This little slut was mine.
She started grinding herself on me so that I could feel her pussy walls rubbing all over my head and shaft. It drove me wild. Then she started to bounce up and down on my dick while picking up speed along the way. Her tits. Her gorgeous titties were bouncing up and down along with her body and it was the most beautiful thing I’ve witnessed so far during this straight fuck session. I grabbed onto them and squeezed them as hard as I could while she did her thing. God I love the feeling of tits in my hand.
I was almost ready to burst like a geyser considering the view I had of her bouncing titties. Since I jacked off last night, I wasn’t sure how much I would be able to cum. It was too late to worry about it now though. My balls curled up and I grabbed hold of her waist to keep her down while I unloaded everything I had into her pussy. “Arghh, take my cum you good little slut.” I couldn’t help but have a mini panic attack while my cock was pulsating because I didn’t think about what would happen if I got this young girl pregnant. “Fuck!”
“I know. It feels great doesn’t it?”
“No, not that. Actually, yes. It feels fucking amazing cumming inside my first pussy, but that’s not issue. I wasn’t thinking about taking precautionary measures before cumming inside you. I don’t want to get you pregnant.”
“You’re kidding right? I’m in college, and do you know how many guys have cum inside me at school? I’m obviously on the pill. I am not ready for a child. I value my life too much right now to have to deal with that burden.”
I rolled my eyes because that would be her answer. However, I was relieved that my man spunk that was in her right now would not knock her up. All of it was starting to drip out of her cunt even with my semi hard cock still inside. Damn, I’m surprised I was able to cum that much even after blowing a load last night. I guess pussy can do miraculous things.
If I had known that sex therapy was the way to go with Riley, I would’ve done it sooner to shut her up. Now that this bitch has had my gay cock and gay sperm inside of her, I’m not really sure I want to fuck her again.
One of my other patients, however, is turning 18 next week…and she’s an annoying brat as well.
Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell
Written By (probably) spencerwils
It was about 0500 hours when my alarm went off for the day. Time to get up for a fun day of work, and by work I mean yelling at a new batch of recruits during their first day of basic training. This is going to be fun…even if I have been doing this for 10 years. Just never gets old whipping these kids into shape.
Being openly gay in the military has taught me a lot of things. Discipline, responsibility, perseverance, etc. One thing I learned for sure is that it does not matter what your sexual orientation is. What matters is if you get the job done. Whether you’re gay or straight, just perform at the best of your abilities and you’ll be respected. That’s how it is here with my colleagues. It’s no secret that I love the dick, but I’m respected because I do my job and I do it well.
I finish throwing on my uniform and begin to head out. The recruits should be on the field by 0600 hours. Bright and early, that’s how we do it around here, no exceptions. I can’t wait to see what this new batch has in store for me in terms of eye candy. We’re forbidden from interacting romantically with the recruits in any way, shape or form. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t look and undress them with my eyes. Most of the time, I don’t even have to imagine what they look like underneath all that gear since many exercises require very minimal clothing. Sometimes I can’t stop staring at the ripped bodies of most of the males, but that doesn’t stop me from kicking their ass. I will make them do as many pushups as I deem necessary…while I stare at their sweaty and glistening backs. There a few 17 year olds from time to time, but I tend to pay them no mind since I’m not particularly fond of possibly committing statutory rape. All of the other recruits, however, range from 18 to 42 years old. The previous maximum age cap was 35, but we’re trying something new this year to see what happens. I’m not complaining. There are a ton of guys in their 20s that are smoking hot, but I definitely don’t mind seeing a sexy man closer to my age either. They’re all just so fucking yummy.
With that being said, I still abide by the rules and don’t get romantically involved with any of them. I’ve fucked enough hot guys in my life to satisfy me for the time being.
There they were. All lined up in rows with their uniforms on. I could already tell from afar that were some bodybuilders within the group…my cock’s already excited just thinking about it.
“Hello recruits. My name is Vinnie D’Angelo and I will be your drill sergeant for the duration of your basic training over the next 10 weeks. You will refer to me as sir. If I ask you a question that requires a simple yes or no, you will answer with “sir, yes sir!” and likewise for the latter. You will speak only when spoken to…unless you need to piss. Then by all means, please ask to excuse yourselves. You’ll already smell like blood and sweat, I don’t need you to be smelling like piss either. Alright, now let’s practice. You will do everything that I ask you to do. Is that correct?”
“Sir, yes sir!” they all shouted in unison.
“Very good. Let’s move on. The first couple of weeks will test your strength, endurance, and stamina to give you a base foundation for combat. It’s not going to be fun, and it will certainly not be easy. You may feel as though you want to give up or pass out at times. Push through it and finish for the sake of your group. If one person fails, you all will have to pick up the slack one way or another. Keep that in mind. Other times, you might puke. Granted, that’s gross, but don’t let it stop you. Your bodies will be pushed to their limits but you will come out stronger in the end”, I said while eyeing some of the guys. “Now, before we begin, are there any questions?”
They shouted in unison again, “no sir!” Everyone except for one person.
“Actually, I have one question. How long is today’s training going to take?”
I was puzzled by her question. “Excuse me?”
“I was just wonderi…”
“Training will be over when you guys finish or when I say so. Is that clear?” I interrupted.
“Um…yes.”
“What did I say before?”
“Sorry. Sir, yes sir!”
“Good.” The nerve of this girl. Asking when training is going to be finished. Does she have some place better to be? Did she forget why she was here in the first place? How appalling. I wonder where she came from and why she’s here to be honest. She doesn’t look like the typical female recruit that we get here. All of them are pretty much tomboys in some sense of the word. But not this one. You could tell she didn’t seem like the rest of them. Her hair was really blonde and her makeup was semi done. Really? Makeup? When you’re going to be exercising all day in the sun. Clearly she didn’t think this through.
“Let’s begin our first activity of the day, something to get your heart pumping. We’ll start simple, 5 laps around the field.” I could see the look in their eyes of not wanting to do it, but they sucked it up and started their laps.
A few hours of exhausting activities went by before it was almost time to wrap up. The last thing I wanted them to do was sit-ups to build up a strong core. “I want all of you to do 50 sit-ups before heading out. Pair up with a partner and let’s finish strong.” Everyone paired up, but since there was an odd number of recruits, one was left alone. To my surprise, it was the blonde girl from earlier. I guess people were embarrassed to pair up with her considering how dumb her question was. Even though we got off to a rocky start, I was proud that she made it through today’s activities. I also can’t leave anyone without a partner so I went over to spot her. I would’ve rather spotted one of those meatheads over there but you can’t win them all.
“Alright, 50 sit-ups and you’re done for the day. Ready when you are.” With that, she began to do her crunches. She was all sweaty and I was certain that I was going to be grossed out by the odor…but something strange was happening. Her sweaty aroma smelled…good, sexy even. What in the world? I love the smell of sweat on guys after a rough day at the gym or during sex. But why was I enjoying the sweaty odor from this girl right now? Every time she got up from the ground I got another whiff…but for some reason, I didn’t mind. Her shirt was soaked in sweat too. Even though her standard sports bra she was given kept her breasts in place, they looked like they were being suffocated since they were so big. No females have ever come through here with tits big enough like those for me to even notice. Damn, I can see them perfectly through her loose shirt. My gay cock started to rise underneath my shorts. They were the typical mesh shorts a drill sergeant would wear and I picked the worst day to not wear any compression underwear. If anyone saw me right now, they could immediately that I had a boner.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard, “48…49…50!” All I could hear was her panting after finishing. It sounded familiar to the sounds I hear when I’m pounding some young muscle slut from behind. I got up quickly and crossed my hands over my shorts to avoid the growing problem I had underneath.
“Great job everyone! Not too shabby for your first day. Now go hit the showers and prepare yourselves for lunch.” I wanted to keep it as brief as possible so I could go to my living quarters and assess what just happened.
However, I wasn’t quite in the clear yet since the blonde looked like she had something to ask. “Is there something I can do for you?”
“Yes. Do you mind if we go to your office and talk? It’s urgent.”
What could she possibly want to talk about? “Sure, meet me there in approximately 5 minutes.”
“Great! See you in a bit.” She left and I gathered my papers. As I made my way to the office, she was already outside waiting for me. Guess it was really was important. I used my key and opened the door to let her inside. I usually leave the door opened while I work but she closed the door behind her.
“You didn’t have to close the door you know? I usually leave it open when I’m in here.”
“That’s okay, I don’t think you want anyone to hear this” she said mischievously.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Really Sergeant Vinnie? You’re going to pretend what happened out there, didn’t happen?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about young lady.”
“I saw your boner while I was doing my sit-ups. Your mouth was open wide like a dog drooling over a treat. I know you were looking at my chest” she said while biting her lip. Fuck! I didn’t think she saw anything. I figured she was too in the zone trying to finish her sit-ups to even notice. What am I going to do? If she tells the higher-ups what happened, I’m going to be in serious trouble even though it was just a bodily reaction. A bodily reaction to something I’m not even interested in, I might add. It’s also her word against mine, but they don’t take allegations of misconduct lightly. The best I can do is play dumb right now.
“I don’t know what you think you saw, but what you’re describing right now is completely false. I was not staring at your chest and I most certainly did not have a boner. I don’t even like wo…”
Before I could finish, she responded with, “Look, I’m not going to tell anyone if that’s what you’re afraid of. We got off to a bad start and this would just make things worse for me. Trust me, I won’t say anything. I just wanted to tell you that I saw what happened out there to let you know that it’s okay.”
“Wait…what!?”
“You heard me. It’s okay. I think you’re hot too. Older guys like you turn me on more than you can imagine. I’m getting so wet just looking at you.” I just stood there in shock. This was not going in the direction that I thought it was going in. This girl has a crush on me? Does she not know that I’m a homosexual? That can’t be the case. All of the recruits are usually informed by their peers that even though I’m gay, I won’t go easy on them during basic training. Even though I was surprised by her proclamations and even more surprised that her peers didn’t fill her in on my sexuality, I didn’t know what to do in this moment. I thought to myself, should I tell her that I like men and have zero interest in woman? Or should I play along and see where this goes just in case she goes back on her word and rats me out.
I broke the silence by stating, “Look, I appreciate that you’re not going to say anything, but I’m not sure what you expect from me in return.”
“It’s simple, really. I just want to feel your body next to mine again, like earlier.” She walked over to me and leaned against the side of my body. I could feel her sweat soaked shirt against my arm while her hand started to move down my leg. My hard cock from earlier was still trying to settle down, but her hand brushing up against it was making it harder again. She whispered in my ear and said, “Instead of looking at this time, I want it inside me. I want to feel that fat piece of meat getting harder and harder inside my pussy. I want to feel you pulsating against my walls.” I continued to stand there, frozen…letting out light moans as she rubbed the outline of my faggot dick. “I bet this amazing thing has pounded so many tight cunts in its lifetime, but mine will be the best it has ever had. All of those other woman have nothing on me.” Yup, she had no idea that I was gay. She thought I was a pussy hound, and for some reason, I didn’t mind.
Something pulled me back to reality though. “No, we can’t do this.” I pushed her hand away from my meat. “It’s unprofessional and I could get into serious trouble. You saw what happened earlier and told me you weren’t going to say anything. Let’s keep it that way. You should go wash up and refuel with some food for working so hard during today’s session. That’ll be all recruit.”
“But I…”
“I said that’ll be all.” She went back to her room and I was left there to wonder what I just turned away. These sudden urges are coming out of nowhere and instead of exploring my options as to why it was happening, I choose to shut it down completely before things get out of hand. But what if these thoughts are happening for a reason, and I just lost my only chance at a real answer? No. I did the right thing. I’d rather not risk losing my job than entertain this weird phase I’m going through.
Out of curiosity, however, I decided to look over her file to learn more about her. It was in the middle of the huge stack of recruit files I had, but there it was. Her name was Amanda and she was from Los Angeles. No wonder she was blonde and ditsy…and slutty to be quite frank. What on Earth was she doing at basic training? I half-expected that her aspirations were to become a singer, actor, or dancer like most other residents living there. I read a little more and found out that within the next year, she was going to have a supporting role in a small film about the army. I guess she’s trying to do the whole method acting thing for her part. I’m also guessing that she’ll probably fake an injury when basic training is over so she doesn’t have to serve actively. What a sneaky bitch.
Come to think of it, she mentioned that like older men and that’s why I appeal to her so much. That and also the fact that I wasn’t being careful around her while she did her sit-ups. How was I supposed to know that she would make my fag cock hard!? That came out of nowhere! She looked like she could be about 23 to 25, but when I went back to the beginning of her file, my jaw dropped. Eighteen. She was fucking 18. I got hard…for a fucking 18 year old. What the hell was wrong with me!? Sure, I’ve liked guys that were 18 too, but that’s totally different! Muscular guys who were 18 looked much older than what they really were. This girl just turned 18 years old. Fuck.
After having a meal and taking some time to clear my head, I went back to my living quarters. It was about 6 pm so I thought that this would be a good time to take a shower for the day. As I’m cleaning myself off, I hear a knock at the door. I was clearly preoccupied at the moment so I yelled, “Come back later, please! I’m busy at the moment!” My living quarters are in the same building where the recruits live during their stay. I’m guessing one of them needed something since I’m available to them even when I’m not in my office. I started to hear a couple of clicks for a few moments, but they eventually stopped. Thinking nothing of it, I finished my shower and wrapped a towel around my waist to finish drying off.
I walked into my room and almost had a heart attack. “What are you doing here? And how did you even get in? The door was locked.”
“I learned how to pick a lock while filming a movie. Clearly it was a good skill to learn considering where I am right now.” So that’s what the clicking sounds were. This little girl snuck into my room while I was in the shower. Although I was surprised to learn how she got into my room, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing with my eyes. There she was, on the bed…only wearing lingerie. Her legs were up in the air and her pussy was just out there in the open. “What are you waiting for?”
My mind was racing with thoughts on how wrong this situation was. But I just couldn’t let that gorgeous and inviting pussy go to waste. I dropped my towel and rushed over to the bed. I got on my knees and moved my face into position. I sniffed her cunt and a sensation of complete euphoria took over. What I said about shutting down these sudden desires before, yeah…fuck it. I wanted to be a man for once and do what men were supposed to do. And that was to accept whatever pussy is given to you. I’ve ever eaten out a woman before, but I can’t imagine it would be much different than eating out an ass.
I gave her pussy a teasing lick and heard a soft, “Oooohhh.” I was clearly doing something right since her moan sounded genuine. I started to suck on the clit and did it as hard as I could. I wanted to get the juices out of every crevice and make her feel appreciated. I wanted to let her know she didn’t choose the wrong gay bear to do this, whether she knows my sexual orientation or not.
I twirled my tongue all around her lips before sticking it right inside her pussy. My tongue made contact with her pussy walls and I could tell she was loving this. Her body kept twitching every time my tongue went in and out of her wet hole. The taste was amazing! So much better than ass!
Suddenly she asked, “Sergeant Vinnie? I’m about to cum!”
“Excuse me. Did I hear you ask me, or tell me?”
“Sorry Sergeant Vinnie. Can I please cum?”
“You may cum Amanda. Fucking cum for me.” She wrapped her legs around my neck and pulled me in even closer. Her grip on my head was super strong, but I didn’t mind at all. She wanted to taste her. No, she needed it. Liquid started pouring into my mouth as she orgasmed in pleasure. Wow. This lifetime gay bear just made a woman cum. How’s that for a check off the bucket list. The flow just didn’t seem to stop. I was drowning in her cum while trying to swallow most of it. This is the best dessert I’ve ever had, by far.
Now that my faggot tongue has done its part, it was time for the main event. She loosened her grip on my neck and I got up from my current position. My cock was so hard at this point that it started to hurt. It was clearly telling me that it needed some love too. I grabbed my engorged gay cock and slapped it on pussy lips. I wanted to tease her since she was the one who put me in this predicament in the first place.
My head started to enter her and as I saw her start to moan, I pulled it out. She looked at me with the most disappointed eyes because she wanted my dick so bad. I was loving it, so I slapped her pussy again and started to enter. I pulled out once more and saw the desperate look on her face. No man has ever wanted my cock this badly. This little slut, however, might not be able to go on living if she can’t have it. Too bad the bitch doesn’t know it’s been inside more men than I can count. Without a second more to waste, I rammed my dick inside of her without any notice. The look on her face was priceless. This is the best cock she was ever going to have and she knows it.
I through both of her legs over one shoulder and moved our bodies closer. This is what she wanted. To have our bodies near each other. She was lucky that my body was still amazing at my age. Being in the military definitely helps you look great naked while fucking, even if I was 46 years old. Age is just a number when body looks as good as mine. Especially when it gets you 18 year old pussy. I could get used to this even though I’m just discovering my heterosexual tendencies as a gay male.
I went in for my first straight kiss. I wanted her to taste her own cum that was still all over my mouth. Her lips were so soft, so feminine. I bit her lower lip while pounding away at that pussy. My thrusts got faster and harder. My mission was to destroy this naïve young pussy. I wanted to it to be wrecked after I was done with it.
Since her beautiful were free from that constraining sports bra, it was the perfect opportunity to grab hold of them and play with them as I ram into her with all of my body weight. “Cum again for your sergeant. I want my dick to be covered in your hot cum baby.”
“Sir, yes sir!”
“That a girl. Do as you’re told.” I felt her pussy clenching as if it were milking my cock. The feeling of her walls massaging my meat was soon followed by another wave of her orgasm. Now that’s what I’m talking about. Making a girl cum twice makes me a proud gay man. Straight men need to take a lesson or two from me.
The sensation of her cum lubricating my dick was too much for me. I was about to blow my load. “Open your mouth sweetie. Sergeant Vinnie has a present for you.”
“Sir, yes sir!” She opened her mouth and prepared to take me down her throat. A second before I was about to bust, I stopped fucking her, and shoved my cock down her throat. “Swallow all of me like a good little girl.” She responded but her answer was muffled by my meat. Once I was drained of all of the testosterone from my balls, I took her hand and lead her to bathroom to get “cleaned off”. Yeah right, the night was just getting started.
I guess it was a good thing that she thought I was straight…because an old gay bear just fucked the living shit out of her and she has no idea.
Up For The Challenge
Written By (probably) spencerwils
What’s better than a bunch guys cheering for you as you walk around the room half naked? I ask myself that question every day. To be honest, the answer I’ve come up with is nothing. I dance in front of a group of men or for solo clients that hire me. I get paid to go around the room and wave my junk in their face. My body gets touched and worshipped while someone always has their hands on my dick. Who would complain about that? Yeah, didn’t think so. What more could I ask for at the age of 45 than having a chiseled body and being a male stripper? Life is good.
It was almost time to wrap up this bachelor party since the hour was almost up. This particular group of guys were not shy at all. They did everything to me tonight and I enjoyed every single moment of it. I don’t care what you look like. If you’re happy, I’m happy.
Two guys were nursing my nipples at the moment. They were trying to have a contest to see who could give me the most pleasure with their skills. It wouldn’t have been in my best interest to deny them this contest so here we are. The one on the right was doing an excellent job. His tongue skills were top notch. However the one on the left was blowing him out of the water. He just knew what he was doing.
I went around the room one more time to make sure each guy in this group of 10 had the opportunity to suck my cock or rim my ass if I missed them accidentally. We took a group picture to commemorate the moment after I gave one of grooms to be a final dry hump. He and his husband seemed like a great couple so I hope they find a lifetime of happiness together.
I hopped in the shower once I got home and found a little snack to munch on. I usually check my emails before bed just in case I had any requests to confirm. There was one new request waiting in my inbox and I opened it to see what they were looking for.
Well this is something I wasn’t expecting to see. The message was from a girl that was hoping I could perform at her best friend’s birthday. She mentioned that her friend was turning 18. Since she was the last in her group of friends to reach that age, she thought it would be a good idea to hire a male stripper for her birthday. I don’t what this girl was thinking sending me this request, but it clearly states on my profile that I only dance for men. It would be a complete waste of time dancing for a room full of females because I wouldn’t be able to get it up. That’s pretty much what they pay us for.
I sent her a reply back, “Hey, I just finished reading your request. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to perform at your friend’s birthday. It clearly states on my profile that I’m gay and I only dance for men. I apologize for not meeting your expectations with this request. Have a nice day, Burton.” How did this girl even find me? My profile is only listed on male stripper sites geared towards men.
Well, that was that. I feel bad for turning away a client since I’ve never had to before. But I’ve also never received a request to dance for a group of girls either. They’re better off finding someone else. I, at the moment, need some sleep after a crazy night of fun.
Upon waking up the next morning, I checked my email again just in case I had any new inquiries and possible jobs for tonight. I read through the ones I had, but nothing new for tonight. Just stuff for later dates. The last email I had was apparently a reply back from last night. Let’s see what she has to say now.
“Hi again Burton! I know you said in your response that you only dance for men, but I would greatly appreciate it if you made one exception tonight. You’re exactly my friend’s type and I know she would be the happiest 18 year old girl in the world. I checked so many sites already looking for the perfect guy, but they’re all just so…bleh, you know? I decided to try my luck on some gay sites and when I saw your profile, I knew you were perfect. I could honestly care less if you are gay. I just need someone hot to give my best friend the time of her life. I’m willing to offer you double your rate! Please reconsider.”
Wow, the girl doesn’t take no for answer. I also didn’t mind the compliments either. I REALLY didn’t mind them. It’s nice to know that a homo like myself is more desirable than those straight males out there. I won’t argue with that. Maybe I’ll reconsider since she used a ton of flattery to get on my good side.
I decided to go to the gym and work up a sweat before getting back to her with my answer. As I was resting in between sets, I looked around at all of the women doing their thing. I mean, I can appreciate their beauty…in a non-romantic and non-sexual kind of way. I guess when it comes down to it, how hard can it be right? Any sort of friction or contact with my penis is bound to have some effect. I’m hoping that’s the case at least. Also, she is offering my double my usual rate. I would be a fool not to take her up on that offer. Money solves a lot of problems in my book.
As soon as I got home, I opened my email and typed up my verdict. “Geez, you are one persistent young lady aren’t you? I’m not going to lie, I had my doubts at first, considering what you read in my first response. But I’ve had some time to think it. My purpose in this profession is to make people feel good with my body and performance. If I can’t do that for everyone, I don’t deserve the title of a male entertainer. Just give me a time and place and I’ll be there. Thanks, Burton.”
Almost instantaneously I got a reply back. “OMG, OMG, OMG, you are the BEST!!! My friend is going to be so happy when she sees you walk through the door! The party is going to be at the very last house on Cherry Lane. Please be there by 9 pm when we plan on surprising her. As promised, I’ll pay you double your rate once the party is over. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much! I’m Sandra, by the way. See you later!”
Alright then. I’m really going to do this. A room full of females will be watching me dance for them. Not to mention that these girls are fucking only 18 years old. What am I getting myself into?
Feeling a bit nervous, considering I don’t know how this night will go, I arrived promptly at 9 pm as instructed. The only thing for me to do now is knock on the door and hope my gay cock can perform despite the lack of preferable stimuli. Standing there in my police officer uniform, I prepare myself mentally for my act and give the door a couple knocks.
Sandra answers the door and acts surprised like had planned to. “Officer, is there a problem?”
“There is, unfortunately. A couple of the neighbors reported a noise complaint coming from this household.”
A voice in back murmured, “I told you to turn down the music. People get in trouble all of the time for that. My parents are going to kill me now.” I realized the voice came from the birthday girl since she was wearing a sash and tiara. She was actually quite attractive. I hadn’t forgotten that this was her 18th birthday, but she looks mature for her age.
“I’m sorry, did you say something back there?” I asked while walking toward her.
She quickly replied, “No, nothing!” in a terrified manner. This was going great so far.
“You know I can cite you all for disorderly conduct?” Of course I couldn’t, but she didn’t know that.
“No officer! Please don’t! We will keep it down, I swear!”
“I have a better idea.” I threw my hands up in the air and started to buck my hips. The look on her face was priceless. She really thought I was going to arrest her. “Young lady, I’m going to have to arrest you…for being sexy.”
She looked around the room where all her friends were laughing. “You guys are horrible!” she laughed while also releasing a sigh of relief. “You guys got me a stripper?”
“Yes bitch!” one of them replied. “Now sit back and enjoy yourself!” I hope I can make that sentiment come true. I was still wasn’t sure at this point if I was going to be able and get it up. Although you can visibly see my enormous bulge, it needed to be somewhat hard to show my appreciation.
The first article of clothing to come off was my shift. The collective “oohs and ahhs” from the girls made me feel more and more comfortable. Like I was in my zone again. I can’t believe these 18 year olds were drooling over older guy like me. Never thought I’d say that during the course of my life. I was actually starting to enjoy this.
The birthday girl reached for my muscular chest and rubbed her soft hands all over them. “I’m guessing you’ve never had this muscle in your hands before. Those high school have nothing on me.”
“Yes officer. You’re the most muscular man I’ve ever seen in my life. I love how defined your pecs are.” Sandra was right. I know realize that I was the perfect guy for the job. This girl loves everything she’s able to touch about my body right now. I don’t think I have to worry about my current situation much longer. My level of arousal has increased dramatically to the point where my cock seems to have agreed. I have a full on boner right now. It’s hard as a fucking rock.
I decided to take advantage of the situation and move her hands from exploring my chest and abs to securing a firm grip on my manhood. “Oh my God, this thing is huge! Sandra, where did you find this guy?”
“I’ll save that for another time. Right now, you just focus on having fun, and don’t forget to share him with us!”
Directing her hands myself, I made sure they were going in a stroking motion back and forth on my meat. For a moment, I held her palm out and slapped my dick a few times on it creating a thumping sound. I wanted them to know how heavy it was. My faggot cock was heavy for all of these girls in the room.
I moved from girl to girl and let them do whatever they wanted to do to me, just as I let my usual male parties do to me. A few girls bit my nipples while a slutty one asked me to dry hump her in the missionary position on the floor. I obliged happily and pounded her with all of my might. My entire weight was being slammed into this girl and she was loving every second of it. The second I felt her hands on my ass, I picked up speed and thrusted faster.
Once she had enough, another girl grabbed whipped cream from the fridge and licked it off my abs. The girls saw what was happening and followed suit by lining up to get their chance.
An hour passed by involving a lot of dry humping, fake pussy eating, and having my cock played with by every single girl in the room. It was about time for me to pack up and leave. I was incredibly satisfied with my performance and didn’t even care that these young girls were turning me on. I’ve come to the conclusion that men will always be turned on by women, even if they’ve been gay their entire life. A man needs that sexual interaction with females no matter what. It makes them complete.
Sampling all of these 18 year olds tonight has made me the happiest man in the world. Other older guys would kill to be in my position right now. I have to take advantage of it while I still can. I walked over to the birthday girl and whispered in her ear. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
She looked at me in shock. “You can do that?”
“Of course I can. I make the rules.” She grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to her room without saying a word to her friends.
“You guys!” one of them shouted, “Kate’s going to her room for some “alone” time!” Sandra had filled the girls in about my sexual orientation. The only one who didn’t know was Kate.
Once we entered her room, she immediately took off her dress revealing a lace bra and panties. She seemed like the type that would wear that. Not that I’m complaining. This straight side of me appreciates the lace.
Before she removed anymore clothing, I groped her breasts over the bra like men who were animals do. They were soft and bouncy. Perfect size for my strong hands. While one hand continued to grope her titty, the other slipped down her back and into her underwear.
My middle finger kept sliding down her crack until it reached her moist cunt. Damn, I really made this young girl wet during my performance. It was incredibly slippery down there. I stared into her eyes as I slipped a finger in. Her mouth gaped wide open and I could tell she loved having my meaty finger in there. “Now’s your chance to kiss me Kate.” I saw her looking at my lips.
“Yes officer Burton.” I took the young girl’s mouth into my own and in that moment, nothing else matter except for how she tasted. She tasted like youth and I couldn’t have asked for more. Our tongues wrestled for control, but neither of us were giving in.
My fingers were gliding in and out of her cunt so easily that I decided it was time to dive in with the most important body part. She got on her back and I laid directly on top of her getting ready for the missionary position. A favorite of mine during sex. I lifted my hips a little to position my hard dick just above the opening. The head went in first and I gave it a few swirls to get accustomed to the sensation it was about to feel. And just like that, my entire length was buried deep inside her. My gay cock was enjoying its new home. My faggot cock was meant for tight cunts, and I know that now.
My fingers were still wet from penetrating her earlier. My tongue absorbed the sweet nectar before it was gone. I got another taste of youth that was much different from the first taste, but nonetheless just as satisfying. No wonder older guys go for girls like this.
Much like how I dry humped the slutty friend downstairs, I gave her the same treatment to be fair. I had more than enough testosterone in my system to pound her like a real man during this straight sex. I wanted her to know that no boy her age will ever live up to my capabilities as a pussy fucker.
She started nibbling on my neck while I relentlessly pounded away. I figured it was a good time to demonstrate another one of my stripper moves as I finish her off. I felt her cum multiple times while I was slamming her, so I thought it was time that I return the favor.
The position I was about to perform on her usually involves the participant being fully clothed while I dry hump them standing up. I think I was going to enjoy this variation much better though. You know, the naked one where a nice wet pussy is massaging my cock on the way down. And that’s exactly what she was doing. As I held her weight in my arms, every slam on the way down got me closer to my breaking point. With one final slam accompanied by a hard thrust upward with my hips, I shot my load deep inside her fertile cunt. This girl was going to be a teen mom.
Now, which one of her friends will be the next one to be seeded with my gay sperm?
The High School Surrogate
Written By (probably) spencerwils
Zach and Bo have been dating for 5 years. They met when Zach was about 20 years old. Zach had a thing for older men, given that Bo’s age is currently 48. The feeling was mutual, however, as Bo really liked young guys. At the current age of 25, Zach has already finished his undergraduate and master’s degree which has landed him a decent office job. Bo was also very well off in terms income since he is the CEO of a big firm. Considering that both of these men had stable incomes and that they have been living with together for the past 2 years, they had decided that it was time to raise a child together.
Since 2 men can’t biologically have a baby together, a surrogate seemed like a very viable option for the gay couple. Although the usual process of surrogacy is to provide sperm for the woman beforehand, the couple had a different idea of how to go about it. They had already agreed upon Bo being the sperm donor so that the child can have at DNA from at least one of them. In order to donate the sperm, however, they both agreed that this would happen with Bo engaging in intercourse with the girl. Crazy, right? It might have sounded crazy at first, but the gay couple talked it over and thought it would be a good idea for Bo to experience what sex would feel like with a woman. They wouldn’t be full on going at it of course, just the usual thrusting movements in order to cause Bo’s gay dick to ejaculate.
After a few sessions going over potential surrogates, Zach and Bo decided on who they wanted to have a child with. Since Bo has darker features including brown hair and brown eyes, they went with a girl that had blonde hair and blue eyes. Her name was Sarah. She had great facial features, a naturally slim body, and decent sized breasts. If the child turned out to be to a girl, at least they wouldn’t have to worry about her being flat chested. The only minor issue is that the girl just turned 18. Bo had his reservations about having intercourse with a girl that just hit legal age. However, Sarah provided in her bio that she was doing this to pay for college after high school.
After the decision had been made, a meeting with the girl was arranged in order to help things go as smooth as possible when they have intercourse.
During the meeting Bo asks, “Are you sure you are all right with having sex with an older man? Much older man…”
Sarah responds with, “Of course! It took me back a little bit when I first found out, but you guys are such an amazing couple that I would love to do this for you.”
“Thank you so much”, Zach says, “you don’t know how much this means to us.”
“Of course I do, I would be honored.”
“Great. So we will see you in a few days when you are ready?”
“Yes! See you then.”
The day had come and Bo seemed extremely nervous. He was going to put his penis inside of a vagina for the first time in life today. The fear of not being able to “get it up” crossed his mind as the gay couple waited for Sarah to arrive. Once Sarah got to the room, all the parties involved felt a little anxious since this was a first for everyone in the room. For Zach to watch, Bo to have his dick in a vagina, and for Sarah to be a surrogate.
“I guess we should get undressed?” Bo suggested.
Sarah responded with, “That would probably a good place to start.”
They both chuckled a bit before starting to undress. Bo took off his shirt revealing his furry and built chest. His body is the result of years of bodybuilding and hours at the gym. It was a cross between a gay bear and a bodybuilder, which is what attracted Zach to Bo when they first met. After he took off his extra-large shirt, he couldn’t help but notice Sarah’s body. His dick suddenly jumped. What the hell was going on!? Flustered by what just happened and his growing dick under his pants, he mentions to Zach, “Hey babe, I’m not nervous anymore. You can wait outside if you want.” Truth is, he was even more nervous than before. He definitely wasn’t expecting his dick to get hard before they even started having sex. Zach only agreed to be in the room since Bo said it would make him feel more comfortable. Not anymore, Bo was terrified that Zach would see his rising boner.
“Are you sure babe? Do you feel comfortable enough to do this alone?”
“Yeah, totally fine. Thanks for the concern honey.”
“Alright, I’ll be outside when you’re finished. Good luck you two.”
As relieved as Bo was that his partner had left the room, thoughts kept flooding into his mind about this girl’s body. All she had done was take off her shirt, but the sight of her big breasts in a silk bra started to really turn him on. He didn’t know what to do! How is a gay bear getting turned on by breasts!?
“I’m glad that you’re starting to feel more comfortable since I’m still a little nervous” Sarah mentions.
“You’ll be fine” Bo says to try and calm her down, in the meantime dealing with his own nerves after lying.
Sarah started to undress further, finally revealing her breasts. Holy crap, Bo thought to himself. Those tits were damn near perfect. And for an 18 year old to have such huge tits, he didn’t know what to think. His gay cock just keep getting harder and harder. An overwhelming sensation of lust came over him as all he wanted to do was put those big tits in his mouth. Those nipples looked like they needed to be sucked. Sarah then proceeded to remove her pants revealing the silk panties that matched her bra. Bo followed suit by removing his jeans and showcasing his obvious bulge though his tight boxer briefs.
“I guess you are ready by the looks of it…” Sarah mentioned in a surprised state.
Bo chuckled, “Viagra”, he exclaimed in attempt to hide his sudden heterosexual lust for this girl. The both took off the final piece of clothing revealing their genitals to one another. Just as Bo suspected, her pussy was completely shaven. He even noticed a slight glistening of her pussy lips that indicated she was already getting wet. Was she also getting turned on by the thought of a gay bear impregnating her? The situation became even more interesting when Bo noticed that the Sarah’s nerves quickly subsided when she saw Bo’s cock. His dick was 8 inches long and very thick. Completely shaven as well to make it look even bigger. It seemed like her demeanor changed instantly because he could tell she wanted his gay cock inside of her.
“I guess we should get down to business” Bo said as he motioned for the bed.
“I agree…” Sarah responded with a tone of lust in her voice. She climbed onto the bed and laid on her back so they could have missionary sex.
What was happening!? Why was he so eager to have sex with this young girl? His dick was pretty much rock hard at this point and standing at full attention. He got on top of her and prepared to penetrate her with his gay cock. In order to lubricate his cock, he was planning on using his own spit. But he could clearly tell that her wet pussy would take care of that just fine. Before sticking his dick inside, something in his brain told him to rub the head against her luscious pussy lips. He wasn’t sure how she was going to take it, but she nodded her head in approval when he looked up. After a few seconds of teasing her clit, he thrusted and entered her. The most overwhelming sensation took over his entire body realizing that his gay cock was actually inside of a girl’s pussy, one that was so young no less! He let out a deep sigh and moan while hearing Sarah do the same. Her pussy was so warm, so wet. He began thrusting slowly and realized how tight her young pussy was. He’s fucked tight asses before, but this sensation was something different, more natural and stimulating. His whole shaft started to become covered in her juices as he went in and out. It was so effortless from how wet she was.
Sarah grabbed onto Bo’s strong and muscular arms all of a sudden. This prompted him to increase his thrusting speed as he began to pound at her tight pussy harder and harder. His whole body was getting overwhelmed with these new sensations that he decided to put all of his body weight on top of her. Their bodies were so close at this point with her breasts pressed up against his chest. He also put his head next to hers as he continued to pound away. He never thought that the scent of a woman would turn him on as much as it is now. His manly scent mixed together with her feminine odor was pure bliss. In a last attempt to be as close as possible, Sarah wrapped her legs around his thighs which cause Bo to have the most explosive orgasm he has ever had in his entire life. Stream after stream of gay sperm shot inside of Sarah’s warm pussy. Soon after Bo’s dick had stopped cumming, they both stayed embracing one another with his dick still inside her. Although this was a good idea for the sperm to reach its destination, they both had another reason for staying in this position. Neither of them wanted to let go.
Bo was in shock about what just happened and how his body just took over during this experience. He was unsure about where these heterosexual desires came from. However, if there was one thing he was sure about, it was that Zach could not find out about these new feelings. After about 5 minutes with Bo still on top of her, he slowly began to get up. They both watched as his gay dick slid out while still being semi hard.
“I guess you liked it more than you thought you would huh?”
“Yeah…about that. You can’t tell Zach about what just happened between you and I.”
“My lips are sealed.”
“Thank you.”
Without showering, the two of them quickly got dressed. Bo grabbed his boxer briefs and slipped them over his cock that was still covered in pussy juice and his own cum. He tried to hide his still semi-hard cock through his jeans contemplating how it wasn’t completely flaccid by now. After Sarah finished getting dressed, Bo sent a text to Zach letting him know that they were done.
“I hope everything went fine?” Zach asked as he entered the room.
Sarah responded with, “It did. If everything works out the way it should, the next call you’ll get from me is that I’m pregnant!”
“I hope so! Bo and I want this baby so bad. I can’t wait to hear the good news!”
The three of them left the hotel room and proceeded to go home. Zach asked questions in the car ride to make sure Bo was okay, considering he had just had sex with a girl for the first time. Of course, Bo had to lie in order his true hide his heterosexual feelings from Zach.
“Are you straight now?” Zach said jokingly.
“That would never happen baby”, Bo joked back.
When they got home, Bo took off his clothes so he could hop in the shower. After taking his underwear, he could smell the aroma of his dick. The smell of her cunt still lingered as it hypnotized him in a way. He reached down and stroked it for a while before putting his fingers in his mouth for a taste.
A month later, the gay couple received the phone call that they had been waiting for. Things, however, didn’t go as planned. Sarah mentions that she wasn’t able to get pregnant this time and offers them another opportunity during her next cycle. Feeling disheartened and having to reconsider if having a baby now seemed like the right time, they decided to decline the offer. They paid what they owed her for her services and said their farewells.
Life went on as usual, but Bo wasn’t the same. Ever since that first encounter with Sarah, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Sex with Zach just didn’t satisfy him completely anymore. During the times they had sex, Bo couldn’t stop thinking of Sarah’s perfect tits and those lips that he never got to kiss. Most importantly, he couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing his gay cock felt inside her young and tight pussy. Although he thought about going out and finding another hot young slut, he wanted Sarah more. To do with her what he never got to do. To kiss her. To taste her sweet pussy. He couldn’t suppress his desires any longer. He’d been gay all his life, but all he craves now is a warm cunt.
After the weekend was over, Bo went back to work. He still had Sarah’s number and decided to send her a message. “Hey, sorry to bother you like this. But could you come to my office right now? Zach and I have something we want to discuss with you.”
She replied with, “Sure thing, I’ll be right over.”
Bo’s heartbeat started beating faster realizing that he had gone behind Zach’s back. However, his heart was beating faster also knowing that he would finally get to see Sarah again. Moments later, there was a knock at his office door. Sarah walks in with only leggings and a sports bra since she goes to the gym after school. His face was in awe at how he could see every single curve of her body through the tight leggings. Once again, his gay cock started to respond again.
“I hope what I’m wearing isn’t too inappropriate. I rushed here from the gym since your message sounded urgent.”
“No, not at all…” Bo said, almost in a trance.
“Where’s Zach? I thought you said he was here with you.”
“He’s um…not here…right now. He’s working from home today. It’s just you and me.” A huge grin crept across his face.
Suspecting that something is up, she responds with, “So what did you need to talk about?”
“I want to talk about what happened. About last month and what we did together.”
“We had sex to get me pregnant. I’m not sure what else there is to talk about.”
Bo sits back in his chair to get more comfortable. “You and I both know that what happened was amazing.”
“But Bo, you’re gay. You like men, not women.”
“I know I’m gay. But I also know that being inside you was the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt in my entire life, and I’m 48 years old! I want to feel that again…I want to feel it again with you. I can’t stop think about your pussy.”
Starting to blush, “Does Zach know about this?”
“Nope.”
“And you’re okay with lying to him?”
“I need to lie in order to fulfill my newfound desires. I want you bad baby.”
With that, Sarah started to provocatively walk toward Bo, who still leaning back in his chair. “Truth is, I couldn’t stop thinking about you either. Your muscular body. How my pussy gave you so much enjoyment. I kept lying to myself that since you were gay, I could never have you.”
“And what do you think now?”
“I think that I don’t care that you’re gay. I want you apparently as much as you want me. I can’t look at high school boys my age and be attracted to them anymore.” She then sits on his lap facing the opposite direction while slowly starting to grind his cock with her ass. “I love the idea of older men.”
Feeling his boner getting harder and harder, he asks, “You do realize that I’m 30 years older than you right? Old enough to be your father?”
“I do. And guess what? I love it! You don’t have to lie about taking Viagra this time.”
Bo immediately started grabbing her voluptuous tits as she started grinding harder and faster. His manly instincts took over as he lifted her up while still groping her perky breasts. He then threw her on his office couch on her back. His button up shirt and suit pants were the first things to come off. Since Bo was preparing for this special meeting, he made sure to wear his extra tight compression shirt and underwear. The tightness really showed off his enormous muscles. His broad and huge shoulders. His nice pecs that Sarah had already seen once before. And of course, his bulging gay cock that wanted to come out to play. The outline of his bubble butt didn’t hurt either. Sarah was in awe of this gay muscle bear.
After he removed his compression gear, his cock stood fully erect. He then proceeded to take off her sports bra revealing those amazing tits that he saw once before. Except now he was able to play with them at his leisure. He grabbed both of her jugs and started sucking ferociously on one of her nipples. His wet tongue swirled quickly as he looked up in order to see the pleasure on her face. She was loving this. A gay bear going to town on her womanly assets. After giving her other nipple the same treatment, he mashed both of her beautiful tits together and started titty fucking her like only a bear could. Just after a couple of seconds sliding her cock between her tits he needed to stop or he was going to cum. Bo realized in that moment that he was clearly a boob man. They just felt so natural in his hands.
As quickly as possible, Bo removed the extremely form fitting leggings. Underneath her leggings were the same panties that she wore in the hotel room.
“I wear these almost every day because it constantly reminds me of you. I was absolutely positive that we would never be intimate again.”
Bo didn’t say a word. He just slipped off her panties and sniffed them like a real man. They smelt heavenly. The sweat from her recent workout as well as the natural scent of her pussy. He couldn’t stop sniffing. The only thing that broke his trance was the thought of finally being able to taste her, something he could not do the first time. He lowered himself near her clit and readied his tongue for the best meal of his life. Within seconds his tongue was covered in her sweet juices as he jabbed inside of her moist snatch. Zach’s ass tasted great, but nothing like this. This was like a sweet dessert that he was meant to have. How could he have gone all throughout his life without knowing what a woman tastes like? Not being able to experience this should be a crime, he thought. After making her cum several times with his hot tongue, he decided that it was finally time to return his dick to its rightful home…her cunt.
“What is Zach going to if I get you pregnant this time? I only say this because I am going to shoot my load so deep inside you, it’ll take days to get it all out.” Bo said with a devilish grin. “That is not debatable.”
“You won’t have to worry about that daddy. I’ve been on the pill ever since things didn’t work out. You can come inside me all you want…” she said in a seductive tone.
“I’ll take you up on that offer, you sexy little slut. And I love when you call me daddy. It makes me feel so masculine.”
Since they first fucked in the missionary position, it would only be proper to continue where they left off. Before entering her, Bo slapped his heavy cock on her pussy lips to tease her. The loud thumps were more than enough to make her beg for it. He then rammed his gay cock as hard as he could into her. It was a good thing that his office was pretty much soundproof because she let out the loudest moan. No man had ever shown this much pleasure from being impaled with his gay cock than this young girl he was having straight sex with. It made him feel appreciated, like his gay cock was made to pleasure women.
While her mouth was still open from moaning, he quickly stuck his tongue into her mouth and started kissing wildly. Her lips were so soft and she tasted amazing. The harder she bit his lips, the faster he pounded her. She was just so wet. His cock effortlessly going in and out. Just like the first time, he started to put all of his body weight on her. Except this time, he reached underneath to grab and squeeze her ass cheeks. Just as his nuts were tightening and preparing to unleash his seed inside of her, the door to his office flung wide open.
There in the doorway stood Zach. He went to office to surprise Bo with a late lunch, but what he saw happening in front of him left him utterly shocked. Sarah’s hands stopped caressing Bo’s back the moment she saw the expression on Zach’s face. Even though his partner was standing in the doorway in utter shock, Bo couldn’t move. His body was about to experience its second heterosexual orgasm. His “O” face be couldn’t stop as he let out a pleasurable moan. While staring at his lover’s facial expression in disbelief, he dropped the lunch on the floor and closed the door as he run towards the elevator.
Still unable to move, what seemed like an endless stream of cum kept shooting in Sarah’s tight cunt. Sarah’s first instinct was to get up, but Bo’s weight was too heavy to push off on her own. After Bo’s second explosive orgasm, he just laid there. On top of her. With his cock still inside her. Even though he was at a loss for words for what just happened, he could feel her pussy milking whatever was left inside his shaft. His gay cock was being drained while still enveloped in her tight pussy walls.
All of a sudden, a feeling of anger and frustration took over. Zach was not supposed to find out. What if he decides to leave him, Bo thought. In a fit of rage, he lifted Sarah off the couch and carried her over to the wall with his cock still inside. Just like last time, it didn’t go soft. It was hard as a rock. He was going to let all of his anger out by fucking his little slut again.
“What are you doing?” she wondered, “Aren’t you going to go after him?”
“Not now. I don’t think he wants to talk to me at the moment. I need to vent my anger, and this is how I want to do it.”
Although she felt guilty for what just happened, she couldn’t deny that her desire for Bo’s gay cock isn’t going to disappear. “Anger fuck me daddy. I deserve it.”
Since Bo was evidently taller than this girl, he lifted her up and used the wall to support her body. Instead of slow strokes, he began to furiously ram his cock in and out of her cunt as hard as he could. He could feel the warm cum from his earlier nut lubing up his cock. With both hands on her ass cheeks, his mouth moved to suck on her perky nipples. He then jabbed his tongue in her mouth where she started sucking his wet tongue. Both of them started to moan into each other’s mouths as Bo’s engorged cock unleashed another cum fountain. Since Sarah now had two enormous loads inside of her, cum started to leak from her full pussy.
With Bo’s hard gay cock still inside of her, Sarah asks, “So what are you going to do now?”
“Well, I’m not sure Zach is ready to talk to me yet.”
There was one thing Bo was sure of though. He was still angry…and he needed to go out and find more 18 year old pussy to satisfy his gay bear cock.
