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My brother in law asked me to put some sunscreen on his back since my sister was busy with the kids. I jumped at the opportunity of touching his muscular body. He was gonna stay up but I suggested him to lay down so I could give him a proper massage. He thought it was a good idea. After all day handling the kids and at the hotel gym, he was sore.

He laid down and I kneeled beside him. I squirted some lotion on his back making him jump at the cold sensation. I quickly spread the oily liquid with long strokes and then I started the massage.

I started on his shoulders, they were round and strong. I sank my fingertips on his skin trying to feel the muscles underneath. I found a knot and pressed firmly to loosen it. He grunted in pain but didn't complain. I continued with the rest of his back. I sat on his bubble butt with him between my legs so I had better access and reached everywhere. I gave long strokes, some softer and others harder, letting my fingers linger a little more. When I got to his lower back I lowered the elastic on his swimsuit a little so I could work better. He didn't resist and just moaned with approval. I saw the start of his glutes, those two big mounts of muscle, and started to pitch a tent in my boardshorts. As I massage his lower back, occasionally my thumbs escaped to caress his ass. Since he wasn't complaining or even moving, just grunting and sighing and letting the occasional moan escape his lips, I got bold. I pushed my thumb between his ass cheeks and pressed it on his asshole. He raised his head, leaning on his elbows, and turned to look at me.

"Easy tiger. We're in public. Let's pick this up later at the hotel. Deal?" He winked at me and got up to join his wife.

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Your stepdad looked straight at the secret camera you had installed in his and your mum's room. You knew he was cheating on her and tried to prove it but you thought it was with another woman. You never thought you would record him getting plowed by your coach but by the look of it, your stepdad did and he was getting off on it.

Your plan was to show your mum the tape but after seeing what was really going on, you thought you better have a chat with your stepdad first.

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I licked his bulge through the fabric of his briefs and he sighed with pleasure after someone touched his cock after so long. I rubbed his pouch against my face, feeling it harden in the process. Brad placed his hands behind his head and enjoyed the sensations he received from his crotch. I stroked his wide thighs, feeling his quads tense beneath his skin. My drool was wetting his underwear more and more, darkening the fabric and making it stick to his now rock-hard cock. I grabbed the waistband and pulled it down, freeing his erection. I left the elastic below his sack to grip his swollen balls. I looked up to meet his eyes, but he kept them closed, I guess because he was imagining that it was some bitch between his legs. I looked back down to observe his jewels. His cock was standing completely erect, crowned by a circumcised pink head that had been oozing precum for a while now. Those two enormous balls seemed to be full and wanting someone to empty them. He was completely shaved, and his skin looked silked smooth.

I knew how eager he was for the blowjob to start, but I decided to enjoy his suffering and torture him a little. I began by running the tip of my tongue along the raphe between his balls and moving very slowly up to his frenulum, making him tremble. I repeated the movement several times until, with a spasm, a large drop of precum escaped just as I reached his tip. I collected it to savor it. I was surprised by the slightly sweet taste and remembered the liters of pineapple juice my roommate was always drinking. I continued focusing on his testicles, licking them profusely, playing with them with my tongue. I made circles and drew a figure eight around them. When they were completely soaked, I put the first one in my mouth and sucked, pulling on it. Inside my mouth, my tongue continued to run over the smooth skin of his scrotum. I moved on to the next one and did the same, making him moan from between his lips and, for the first time, open his eyes to see what I was doing.

I took advantage of the fact that our eyes met to lick his shaft again, all the way to the top, without ever touching the head. I kissed from the side, moving his cock with my fingers before his attentive gaze, his mouth half open. After one of his sighs, I opened my mouth wide, and stuck out my tongue, leaving the tip of his dick over it. I looked deeply into his eyes and, in one movement, swallowed it completely to the back of my throat. It was a good-sized dick, but I had practice.

I kept the deep throat for some time while his abs contracted with pleasure and he threw his head back, his eyes rolling back. Then I took it out of my mouth and looked at his face to tell him: "I hope you're taking notes, it's your turn next".

With that said, I began the best blowjob of his life. I sucked hard while his cock went in and out of my mouth, playing with my tongue so that not an inch was left untouched. I would put it all in or just the tip, alternating so that he would never get used to the sensations. His eyes were no longer closed and he looked in admiration at the work I was doing, but without ever touching me. On the other hand, I decided to enjoy his body as well as his cock and moved my hands up his torso to squeeze his juicy pecs. I bobbed my head as my hands roamed his perfectly sculpted body, making my dick painfully hard and fighting my underwear to get free. Once I thought his dick was polished enough, I went deep again and buried his cock down my throat as I lapped his balls one last time. I could sense that he was close to cuming but I wouldn't let that happen yet. I extracted his dick from my mouth. A single string of saliva maintained our connection before I spoke and broke it.

"Well, time to keep your end of the bargain".

"No, please. I was about to finish. Let me cum and then I'll do you", he pleaded.

"I'm not stupid Brad. Once you' get your rocks off, you'll make up some excuse not to reciprocate the blowjob. You'll cum after me tonight," I sentenced holding his gaze seriously.

He clicked his tongue and reluctantly sat up, ready for my next move. I got up from kneeling down and raised until my boner was at his eye level. Only a couple inches and the stretched fabric of my boxers separated us.

"Take it out. It's eager to meet you", I ordered him jokingly.

He looked at me annoyed as I laughed at his discomfort. He grabbed the waistband and started to pull down slowly. He was revealing my dick in slow motion until it was released. My cock jumped from its confinement like a spring almost hitting my roommate on the nose, surprising him. Now that it was exposed, Brad was beginning to realize the true implications of the deal. He stared at my cock for a long time with a mixture of disgust and concern without daring to touch it or even get closer.

"It's not gonna suck itself, dude". I was starting to get impatient and I thrust my hips swinging my dick in front of his eyes.

He looked up into my eyes and then refocused his attention on the tip of my cock. He licked his lips and raised his hand to reach its base. He moved it from side to side, studying it, as if trying to decide how to begin his work. He gripped it a little more decisively, circling it completely with his fist, and finally brought his face closer, sticking out his tongue. He gave a timid lick to the tip and tasted a drop of precum that remained there. He wrinkled his face after tasting my nectar. He had a strange expression on his face as if he didn't know whether he liked what he was tasting or not. He knew he didn't have any other choice than to continue so he licked again. Clearly, he didn't want to put any more of my cock in his mouth, so he was putting off the inevitable by licking the head over and over again. The sight of him on his knees with my cock in his hand, licking it like an ice cone, along with the sensation of his tongue on my piss-slit, was turning me on so much that I forgave the delay for some time.Despite this, my patience wasn't infinite, and I wanted to see this straight buy suck a cock for the first time.

I placed my hand on the back of his head and pushed gently to let him know it was time to open his mouth and insert my member. He offered little resistance, knowing it was useless. He parted his lips, still with his tongue out, and let me insert my meat slowly. I wasn't too rough, but I continued until I felt the back of his palate. I stopped moving to see what he would do. He seemed afraid to move on his own, but after a few moments of the head of my cock staying inside his mouth, he pulled it out, pursing his lips around it. He continued making that motion, I suppose, imitating the girls who had sucked him off before. It was a clumsy technique without care and without any passion so I decided to give him some instructions.

"Dude, do it like you mean it. Suck it. Give me some suction. Move your tongue around it. I wouldn't finish you off if you don't at least try to pleasure me."

The threat of not making him cum seemed to have worked, as he began to suck my cock more vigorously. This finally caused small electric shocks to run through my cock. I decided to help him out a little and began to move my hips while continuing to hold his head and thus began to fuck his mouth. Since he had no experience, he continually grazed my glans with his teeth and coughed constantly with the saliva that accumulated in his mouth.

Little by little, he got the hang of it, and with some of my instructions, he began to imitate what he saw in porn. His hands stopped being still and he masturbated me whenever my cock wasn't inside him. So when he needed a break, he would massage my balls and rub the head of my cock with his fingers. I was beginning to feel real pleasure from his blowjob. It wasn't anything like the ones I'd received from other guys with real experience, but it was better than a handjob. I asked him to try deep throating, and to my surprise, he did so without question. Unfortunately, his inexperience became apparent as soon as the head of my cock made its way down his throat, as he gagged violently and began coughing. I decided to reward his efforts by giving him a breather.

"Do you want me to eat your ass?" I asked him while he recovered.

"Dude, that's the gayest shit I've ever heard".

"Wait. You've never had your ass eaten?", I could believe how dumb straight guys were. Depriving themselves of one of life's greatest pleasures just because it was considered gay. "You are definitely missing out, and I am extremely good at it, if you must know".

Brad weighed his options and finally decided to give it a try. I told him to get on all fours on the couch with his chest resting on the armrest. I positioned myself behind him and took in the wonderful view he was offering me. His round, muscular ass called to me like a spell. Like the rest of his body, it was also shaved and glistening from the sweat he'd generated during our blowjob session. I grabbed each mount of jock meat and separated them. My straight roommate's asshole appeared before me, hairless, winking, inviting. First I gave it a little kiss, and then i passed my tongue from the taint up making him moan and shiver with pleasure. I smile for myself. Making someone feel that good made me extremely hot, and knowing I was the first person to show him this was an ego bust. I kept licking some more to watch it react contracting with every pass of my tongue. I couldn't wait any more and I started making out with it. Brad surrendered to the pleasure he felt from the southern part of his anatomy and relaxed his muscles, which until then he had been unconsciously tensing. He began to let himself go more and more while my tongue explored and his moans became more frequent and louder. I didn't stop at any moment and continued devouring him, my tongue drilling him deeper and deeper. The force that his sphincter exerted around my tongue became less and less resistant, inviting me to enter a little deeper each time. My fingers massaged his buttocks forcefully and my thumbs got closer and closer to the center where my lips were. I began to caress his asshole with my thumbs between licks, pressing his ring stealthily. The more I massaged his anus, the less tight it seemed and the tips of my fingers slipped in a little without receiving any reaction from Brad. I took advantage of this and inserted a phalanx of my index finger. He continued moaning, so I took it as a good sign. I began to circle my finger inside his anus to open it up little by little. I continued spitting and licking around it so he wouldn't suspect what was happening. Soon I had two whole phalanxes inside him, which I could thrust in and out effortlessly. I inserted my middle finger up to the knuckle and bent it to touch his prostate, thus having him at my mercy. I found it without difficulty and began massaging it, making circles over it. He took a sharp breath and raised his head to look at me.

"What are you doing, what is that feeling?". Despite his question, I suspected he already knew what was happening.

"Calm down, man. I just want you to cum like you've never done before. Let me please you. Weren't you having a great time up until now?". I reinforced each word by squeezing his pleasure zone with my finger, making him squirm.

"But this is so gay", he protested.

"This isn't gay. This is fun. Two bros helping each other", I tried to convince him, never stopping massaging his prostate.

I grabbed his hanging dick and felt it harder than before and it was leaking like a faucet. I began to masturbate him so that he would finally succumb to my charms and stop resisting. It worked. His legs trembled with the pleasure I was giving him and a deep moan came from the back of his throat. His skin was on fire, goosebumps covered all its surface and hi was sweating as if he just ran a marathon. I licked and bit his ass rejoicing at how hot he was and how I had him at my mercy. I had three fingers buried inside him and he whimpered every time I graced his prostate.

"Brad, I'm going to fuck you". It wasn't a question. I was just giving him a heads up so he would be prepared. "If you are liking this, you are going to love what's next".

Brad took a deep breath and turned to look at me. "Do it gently, please". I got up and put the tip of my dick at his entrance. "Oh, and you will never speak about this".

I began to bury my cock little by little inside him, overcoming the resistance his worked anus offered me. Despite having been putting my fingers in and out for a while, it was a virgin asshole, so it was still incredibly tight. And how good it felt how tight it was. I had never fucked a virgin ass and I had never fucked a straight ass so I was eager to fulfill two fantasies at once. Brad was grunting and gritting his teeth, enduring the pain I was causing, as he also felt the pleasure beneath. I could see every muscle in his back and arms tense up, gripping the pillow beneath him with his fists. When I was more than halfway inside, I decided to give him a break and wait for him to get used to my girth. When I noticed his muscle tension was beginning to lessen, I pulled my cock out a little until I only had the head inside and slowly re-entered him. I continued this routine, but each time I put more of my length inside him until I finally felt my pubic bone bump against his tailbone.

I waited a second to enjoy the moment. I was balls deep inside one of the hottest guys I knew. I'd taken his anal virginity, and he was probably rethinking a lot of things about his sexuality. Psychologically speaking, I couldn't be hornier. I focused on the sensations that came from my cock. Its tight ring closed around the base of my shaft, and the rest of his rectum embraced it in a hot, wet hug. I made it jump so he could feel the hit to his prostate, and he jumped too. It was like controlling a puppet on strings.

I began to fuck him slowly while I marveled at the sight of my cock going in and out of his ass. I watched and stroked his muscular back and grabbed his shoulders to begin thrusting harder. The softness ended and I began to push energetically, making noise every time his body slapped against mine. All Brad did was moan and repeat over and over again "Oh God". I don't think his brain would let him articulate many more words. I din't try to change positions at any time because Brad could decide not to put it back in so I kept pumping. When I was pistoning in and out at full speed I noticed how my roommate looked down between his legs and stopped breathing to then take a deep sight. I felt his asshole start to contract knowing that he was cumming without touching himself. The fact that I had gotten a straight virgin guy to have an anal orgasm with my dick was too much for me and I also came deep inside his bowels.

I bent down and hugged him by the chest, still inside him. I kissed his neck and earlobe while telling him how well he'd done and how hot he was. Also, to tease him a little, I said: "You've been a bad boy. I told you I was the one to cum first".

I pulled away from him and carefully pulled my deflated cock out of his ass, watching a little of my cum ooze out. He rolled over onto his back, panting, and I could see he'd stained the couch and cushions with his cumshots. We stared at each other for a while until he spoke.

"You can't tell anyone about this, do you understand me? No one".

I laughed and went to take a shower. I was sure we'd do something similar again. Brad would probably want revenge and to fuck me in the ass. I wouldn't object. But that certainly wouldn't be the last time I'd fuck my roommate.

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The getaways to the lake house with my friend were the best part of the summer. He loved kayaking, and I always went along. For a while now, he'd been saying he didn't want to have tan lines, so he'd take off his bathing suit and go naked. "We're just guys here, right?" He said. I'd take it off too, but only when he wasn't looking, since without my bathing suit, it would be impossible to hide the erection I felt seeing his bare ass.

He always got in front, and I enjoyed the perfect view of his muscular back and ass. The advantage of being behind him was that I could jerk off while watching him without him noticing, and since the trip was usually quite long, I always came so I could regain control of my boner.

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I quickly snapped the picture of the politician, who covered his face to avoid being recognized. Despite this, the visible portion allowed his identity to be clearly distinguished.

A half-naked photo of him going out to get the newspaper in a house other than the one he shared with his wife could be a tremendous blow to his career, so I decided to take advantage of the situation and blackmail him. I didn't want money or favors, but I'd been dreaming for a long time about seeing what that daddy had under his suit, so I knew perfectly well what he was going to pay me back with.

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I was changing after my workout at the gym when I turned around and was met with one of the best views I'd ever had. A mature man I already had my eyes on was bent over searching for something in his locker, giving me a full view of his ample ass, his cheeks spread wide enabled that I could just make out his hole. It was covered in a fine peach fuzz that made me imagine what it would feel like on my face.

"You've been doing squats, right?" I asked boldly.

The man turned his head to see who was asking, but he didn't stand up, so I could continue contemplating my long-awaited goal.

"Well, yes. Today was leg day. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I knew that delicious ass had to be cooking for a long time. I love freshly baked buns".

The man smiled amused and looked around.

"Looks like it's just you and me. If you want, you can give them a taste to see if you like them and take them home."

I quickly bent down behind him and ran my tongue over his hole several times. Since he hadn't showered yet, the taste was intense and masculine. I pressed my face tightly as I slid my tongue in, letting the sensation of the fuzz caress my cheeks.

I broke away from him when I heard the locker room door open, and we pretended to be normal. After the showers, the old man gave me his number, and I was able to enjoy his homemade cakes all afternoon at his house.

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I knocked on the bedroom door and waited for an answer. I was already dressed in my ironed suit and perfectly knotted tie, so I had come looking for Marcos, my best friend. After a short wait, the door opened, and Marcos greeted me while he was on the phone. I walked in and closed the door behind me. I entered the room behind my friend, who was only wearing two garter socks and a jockstrap, so I could see his bare butt cheekss moving with every step. I sat down and waited for him to finish his phone call. Marcos hung up and sat across the room with his legs spread. He sighed and looked at me seriously.

"It was Bianca, apparently there's a problem with the flowers and I have to go and fix it. She's still getting her makeup done and it's going to be a while."

He looked at me as if to make me understand how overwhelmed he was with the wedding. I was having a hard time focusing on his eyes since I had, at the same distance, his broad chest and bulging package, which was even more noticeable framed by that jockstrap. I knew that jockstrap It was Marcos' lucky jockstrap. He had worn it in the decisive match of the championship in college and since then he had used it on every important occasion.

I must have stared at him for too long, probably with my mouth half open and drooling, because Marcos cleared his throat to get my attention. He looked at me intrigued, as if an idea were forming in his head. He ran his tongue over his lips and smacked them before speaking to me.

"You're okay, Albert. It seems the cat got your tongue", he said, spreading his legs wider and tilting his head. "See something you like?"

Marcos was always teasing me with things like that. Since I came out to him when we were young. He reinforced his comment by readjusting his package with his hand, a gesture that made me focus my attention back on his crotch. Marcos laughed at me and continued his mockery.

"Albert, I don't think I've ever seen you look at me like that. What's up with you?"

"Man, you welcome me into your room on your wedding day wearing nothing but a jockstrap and expect me not to look at you lustfully? I'm not made of stone. I have needs"

"It's funny you talk about needs, man, because with all the wedding jitters, I need to let off some steam," he said, raising an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I'll help you if you help me?", he said adjusting his bulge one more time. "You're my best man after all".

This was a line that Marcos and I had never crossed before, but seeing him almost naked like that had turned me on a lot, and I wasn't going to pass up the chance to get to know my friend more intimately.

I basically serviced Marcos. He told me what he wanted me to do, and I obeyed without question. He asked me to start playing with his nipples, so I began sucking them frantically, pinching and biting them gently while my friend squirmed with pleasure. Then I kissed my way down his stomach to his bulge, which I rubbed against my face as it hardened completely. I moved the pouch aside and pulled out his hard cock, which I devoured. My friend presed my head so I could put his cock as deep in my throat as I could. I also licked his balls and sucked them into my mouth, rolling them on my tongue. When his genitals were shiny and sleek with my spit, I pulled his legs so his asshole was at the edge of the chair and I attacked. I liked and drilled his hole with my tongue until Marcos was only able to make incomprehensible noises.

"Man, I've never felt anything like this".

"If you really want to relax, close your eyes and trust your best man."

He closed his eyes and relaxed as I inserted my middle finger into his hole and searched for his prostate. When I found it, my friend let out a small moan but let me continue without pulling away. I worked his hole for a while until it was open enough for the next step. Without saying anything to the groom, I opened my fly and fished out my hard cock. In one movement, I placed the tip at my friend's entrance and pushed in until I buried half of it. Marcos opened his eyes scared and opened his mouth to say something, but with another thrust, I put my cock balls deep. Marcos's breath caught in his throat and he rolled his eyes as I enjoyed the warm sensation. After waiting a few seconds, I began to thrust my cock in and out, making Marcos moan again.

I began to move with more energy and speed as I noticed my friend's sphincter relaxing and the pain disappearing from his face, giving way to a look of pleasure.

"Oh my God, Albert. This is the best thing I've ever felt. Keep going, please. Don't stop. Don't stop."

"Do you want me to breed you, Marcos? Do you want to walk down the aisle filled with cum?"

The dirty talk got the better of him and he came without touching himself over his stomach. I followed him and buried my cock deep inside to deposit my seed and prevent it from leaking out.

Marcos's phone rang again so we got up and dressed quickly.

The rest of the day passed without incident, but I had to hide an erection the whole time because every time I saw my friend I imagined him clenching his ass to keep his best man's cum from leaking out.

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Their names were Dave and Dale, but everyone knew them as double Ds. They were the most desirable couple in the resort they were staying. Every day, they chose a lucky guy to spend the night together. They didn't seem to have a type. Thinks , bears, jocks, daddies... Everyone could be the one.

In the morning, all the stories agreed. The DDs had treated them like royalty and they had the best sex of their life. Nobody answered the frequent questions: how big were they?, who was the top or the bottom?, which one was Dave?. Everything involving them seemed to be covered in a mysterious aura to the point where it seemed more like a legend than a reality.

Then, one day, you were the chosen one. When you found yourself in the middle of that sexy sandwich and saw how they look at eachother, you understood everything. You felt at home, protected, in love. The next morning you were one more to keep the mystery alive and kept the secret of those two.

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I was having fun with my new puppet. He was one of the members of my gym. I only knew that his name was Carlos, he was married to a very beautiful brunette and he came almost every day before closing to swim in the pool.

I'd had my eye on him for a while. The guy was exactly my type. Curly black hair, a scruffy beard, and tanned skin covered in dense hair I wanted so badly to stroke. Plus, you could tell he put in hours at the gym, as his muscles were big and well-defined.

One evening he came much later than usual with only fifteen minutes until closing time. He asked if he could swim until the last second. He had some problems at home and hadn't been able to come before. I saw my opportunity to play with him and accepted. He thanked me and went to change quickly into his speedo to start swimming.

The gym's PA system sounded to announce it was time to head to the locker room. Everyone finished their workouts and went to change. Except for him, who kept swimming. The staff stayed behind cleaning and tidying up even after the last client had left. I sent everyone home and told them I'd be in charge of closing up that night. When we were alone in the gym, he and I, I told him time was up. He reluctantly left the pool and went to the locker room to change.

In the locker room, I used the speakers to transmit an inaudible low-frequency sound that had helped me so many times. The sound caused the listener to enter some kind of dissociative state. The person retained their personality and knowledge, but they became highly suggestible, and once the sound ended, they remembered nothing of what had happened.

I stood near him while he dried off, keeping an eye on him. He noticed I kept staring at him and got annoyed.

"Dude, thanks for letting me stay until the end, but if you don't mind, I'd like to change in peace", he said gesturing his riped body.

"I would rather keep looking, if you don't mind", I responded shamelessly.

"Well, I do miand bu if that's wat you want...", he was incapable of challenging me, even though his anger and disdain stayed.

"Actually, before you start, why don't you make a show out of taking of your swimsuit?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes and sighted. "Why would I do that? Are you a fag trying to see my dick? You're crazy if you think I would strip for you!" As he say this he looked at me annoyed but but he had begun to sway his hips and touch his body sensually. He caressed his hairy abs and squeezed his pecs, dancing to an imaginary song. He then hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the speedo and slowly peeled them off. His limp dick appeared, and when it was free, he gave a pelvic thrust which made it swing between his legs. He finally pulled his swimsuit over his feet and looked at me again irritated.

"Do you mind if I jerk off while I look at you?", I asked. "You are so hot".

"I really wish you didn't." I didn't listen and did it anyway.

"Don't you find this situation hot?" I asked as I pulled on my dick.

"No, I'm not gay. This is extremely weird".

"I think you do find it hot and it's turning you on". As soon as the last word left my mouth, Carlos began to breathe deeply and rub his muscles again, and his cock stiffened.

"I feel lonely rubbing one out by myself. You should join me."

He grabbed his now hard cock and started to fist it slowly. I watched how his hand went up and down his shaft, peeling his foreskin with each tug, revealing his engorged head. He spat on his hand to add some lube, surprising me. I had not given him that order, he had done it of his own free will. That meant that deep down, Carlos was enjoying this.

I got up and approached him. I needed to worship that body. I started with his enormous pecs with just one hand, caressing one and then the other, noticing how his hair tickled the tips of my fingers. He flexed them instinctively, making them jump under his skin. I stopped masturbating so I could grab both of them tightly. I cupped them and squeezed them hard. After massaging them for a while, I focused on his nipples, already hard after so much rubbing. I pinched and twisted them, making Carlos moan, but he didn't stop jerking off and his cock was harder than before. I made him flex his arms for me, so I could touch his biceps. While flexing his arms, he showed his armpits and I went straight to kiss and lick them. They taste like chlorine but I could still detect the male flavor that I loved. From his armpits I moved to his back. I caressed every ridge of his muscles and kissed every inch of his skin, moving down little by little until I reached his ass. A hard, hairy ass that I couldn't resist biting. Carlos complained and asked if this was going to take too long. I didn't answer since I was busy biting and licking his ass cheeks, slowly getting closer to his crack. When my nose sank between his glutes, I separated them and looked at my prize, his hole. Hairy, tight, and winking, I couldn't wait to get my tongue as deep as I could.

When I started rimming him, Carlos moaned, and he didn't stopped. I made out with his hole passionately. My tongue circled his ring to then sank deep with his sphincter squeezing me. Here, the chlorine taste was weaker and I could palate his natural taste better. I noticed how his arm was accelerating and I assumed he was about to burst. I kneel in front of him and waited his cumshot with my mouth open and my tongue out.

"Dude, get out of there. I don't want you to eat my load", he told me, still frantically jerking off.

"Shoot all over my face, stud. It will feel amazing". With tose words, he started cuming. He painted my face with seven thick ropes of cum. I tried to catch it with my mouth but the force with which he shot made it impossible for me so I had to pick it up with my fingers to put it in my mouth.

I stepped back and continued to jerk off.

"You can get dressed now. I hope this swimming session has left you relaxed and satisfied."

He started to put his clothes on and said to me. "I honestly can't believe we did this. It's one of the weirdest things that's ever happened to me. I can't believe you licked my armpits and ate my ass. I'm not coming back to this gym."

You smiled amused and calm, knowing that as soon as he walked out the door, he wouldn't remember any of this and you would see him again like every day to do his routine.

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My stepdad, Larry, was completely wasted. He had come with my frat bros and me to the pub and after a long night being the "cool parent" and everyone inviting him to shots, it was time to go back home.

We strolled the streets and pass by the beach. Larry lives in a place without sea so, as soon as he saw the water, he wanted to go swimming. He got naked and ran towards the shore. Luckily he tripped and we were able to catch him before he could harm himself. He laid against a posto and one of my buddies snapped a picture to show him in the morning. We didn't get to put his clothes back on so he walked the rest of the way naked, under the strange looks of my friends. They took turns helping him by grabbing him by the hips. They shot each other wierd looks I couldn't decipher, and laughed after wishpering something.

When we arrived to our frat house, I laid my stepdad on the couch, grabbed a blaked and covered his bare ass. I went up to my room with all of his clothes. I went to the bathroom and seat on the toilet to pee. I was so tired I doozed off.

I woke up some time later and went to my room. On my way there, I heard a commotion downstairs so I decided to investigate. The noises came from the livingroom and sounded like someone was having a party. It wasn't the first time they started a party in the middle of the night so I wasn't surprised. What really surprised me was the image I found around the couch where my stepdad was supposed to be sleeping.

Five of my brothers were around the couch with Larry in the middle, ass up and chest resting on the back. All of them were naked and two of them were spitroasting my stepdad.

"Guys, What the fuck!! Stop! That's my stepdad!" I shouted.

They turned their heads in my direction but didn't stop. McPherson, the president of the frat talked to me.

"You know the rules Peters. If you bring a drunk bitch to the house, you have to share them. Your stepdad was drank, naked and showing that fat ass to everybody. And when Edwards touched his lips with the tip of his cock, he started to suck immediately. And he hasn't stop moaning since the first cock passed his asshole. The bitch is loving it. Look at him! Relax and join us, Peters. Fuck your stepdad with your bros."

The idea was tempting. It had been a couple if weeks since I fucked some slut and the faces of my friends who had their cocks inside my stepfather were of absolute bliss. All my moral principles collapsed when I heard the moan of pleasure from one of them as he deposited his cum deep into his ass and I decided I too were going to fuck him.

We took turns between Larry's throat and ass and then rest as someone else kept fucking him. Two or three cumshots from each of us covered my stepfather when the sun rose. In the morning I helped him into the shower he desperately needed. He smiled to me and said.

"Thank you son. That's the most fun I've had in a long time. I need to come visit you more often".

[secondlife-stories]

I had just met this hunk in the hotel bar. We were both here for the same conference and started talking. He was handsome and strong so I started flirting with him. He didn't seem to notice at first, but then he started to flirt back. We ended up in my room making out and undressing. Once we were naked and he was sucking my dick, his phone rang and he rushed to answer. I stretched to get it and handed it to him. Before he grabbed it I saw the caller was "Wifey". How cute, and how hot. He was talking to his wife with my dick's taste still lingering on his tongue.

He kept talking and I was getting bored when I got a naughty idea. I sneaked behind him and started to eat his ass. He flinched and gasped and tried to separate me from his hole but I was glued to him. He mumbled some excuse over the phone and tried his best to keep talking without his wife noticing anything strange. I thoroughly rimmed him as he covered his mouth every time he had to moan still listening to his wife telling him about her day.

After a while I got up and grabbed his chest tight so he couldn't scape. I tapped hin entrance with the tip of my dick and he looked at me and shook his head, pleading not to fuck him while his wife was still on the phone. I pressed myself as close as I could to him and pushed the tip of my cock into his rectum. I was so close that I could hear his wife's entire conversation and when he whimpered, she asked him if everything was alright. He tried to sound normal as I started going in and out. His wife chose that precise moment to ask him about his journey. The poor guy had to told her about the plane ride, the taxi and how was the hotel while he endured my thrusts. He bit his bottom lip when I rubbed his prostate so he didn't cry with pleasure. I was panting and fucking him faster and faster when I heard him say goodbye to his wife and hang up the phone.

"You're a sick motherfucker. That's the riskiest thing I've ever done, but also the hottest. I was about to cum since you started licking my asshole." He told me and started to moan as loud as he couldn't before.

I didn't last long and flooded his insides. Then, I kneel in front of him and let him cum all over my face.

[secondlife-stories]

I got this picture with the attached message on my phone last mont. It was my son's best friend, Troy. I supposed that it was a mistake, that he was sending it to some girl he was trying to fuck. I laughed and responded.

"I think you mistaked the number, sport. This is Hank Silver, Milo's dad." I looked at the picture trying to remember the last time I saw Troy. He and my son had already finish college and I belived he was working at some law firm. I didn't remember him having that body though. He had got bigger over the years. And what he hid in those trunks didn't seem small either. I wasn't attracted to men, but I was sure whoever girl he was texting was a lucky one.

My phone chimed again and I read the text from Troy.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Silver. I was texting Milo and only wrote his last name so it sent the picture to you. I hope you're not angry after seeing me in my underwear."

"I'm not angry. I've seen worse at the gym's locker room. Why were you texting that to my son?" Texting Milo a half naked picture with that text made no sense. It was something you send to a lover, not a friend.

"Oh, hahahaha. It's just a joke. We share progress pics to keep us motivated. I thought I look hot and decided it was good motivation don't you think?" I exhaled relieved. I had no problem with Milo and Troy being together but if my son were gay, I thought I should've already know, and I certainly wouldn't have liked to find out like that.

"It sure is good motivation! I'm going to the gym right now after seeing it. Hahaha."

"See? That's the spirit! What about the other part?"

"What part?"

"Do you think I look hot? Milo alwas tell me these things but since I already got you..."

I was speechless. What was I supposed to say? I'd seen him grow up. Saw him as a child, a scrawny teen, a skinny youn man. I felt weird judging if he was hot. And I wasn't supposed to find him hot. I didn't like men. But to be true to myself, I knew he was hot. Anyone who saw that photograph would say that he was hot. His tanned skin, his big arms, his sculpted abs. He was wearing those tight underwear that fit him like a glove, teasing what was underneath naughtyly but not vulgar. And that smug grin showing that he knew how sexy he was.

"I don't think you need an old man like me telling you that you look hot, Troy. You can send that picture to any girl and she will go out with you. And want dessert, if you know what I mean."

"Oh. Milo hasn't told you? I came out a couple years ago. So no girl will be receiving this pic. Only guys I want to have dessert with. Hahaha."

That was a revelation. I have known at least two different girlfriends of Troy, and he wasn't like de gays from TV, flamboyant and laud. I guess my radar was way off.

"I'm happy for you, Troy. I'm glad you can be yourself." I responded not knowing exactly what was the correct answer after that information.

"Thanks Mr. S. It means a lot."

About fifteen minutes passed when another message came. It was another picture but with sport clothes and a bag over his shoulder.

"Since you mentioned earlier, we can go to the gym together. Wich one do you go?"

"Oh, I was just joking. I have to work."

"We'll go this afternoon, then. Don't make me send you another motivating photo! Hahaha"

"Ok, you're right. I might need you to tell me your routine".

I told him my gym but he suggested one better and we set the time. I continued with my work but kept thinking about that conversation. He wanted me to tell him how hot he was. No. He wanted to know if I found him hot. He invited me to the gym, like a date. Was he flirting with me? Impossible. A guy like that could have all the guys he wanted, how could he ever notice me? He was just being polite to his friend's old dad. And why was I having these thoughts? As if I wanted him to like me. Was it male pride? Being noticed by someone like that? Everyone likes to like. Was it because it had been a while since I had sex? I had been so focused on work that I barely had time for dates and they almost never end well. I shook those thoughts from my head and finished my workday.

We met at the gym and Troy greeted me with a hug. He was wearing very tight sportswear that showed the shape of every muscle. During our workout, Troy seemed relaxed and very attentive. We talked about how our lives were going. I told him about how we were expanding the company and he told me about his new job and a little about his coming out experience. He gave me a routine and helped me with the exercises. Troy was really into physical contact, always giving me an encouraging pat on the back, holding me tight to show me how to do the exercise correctly or a congratulatory smack on the ass. I got a little tense at first, but I quickly scolded myself for thinking it was more than just camaraderie and relaxed.

When we finished, we went to the locker room to change. Troy began to undress next to me, and I was able to see firsthand what I'd already seen in the photo he'd sent me. The workout had left him with a signifcant pump, making his muscles look even bigger.

"You should take another picture now. You look massive" I complimented him.

"You are right! Can you take it?" He handed me his phone and stripped down to his underwear. He flexed his muscles and started posing while I took pictures of him. In one of those poses, he hooked the elastic of his underwear and pulled it down to show his oblique muscles. I was surprised by this gesture and stared at him since the waistband was reaching very low, showing the base of his cock.

"Are you sure you want to show that?"

"It just shows what they want for dessert". He arched his eyebrows and laughed. I took the picture and then he turned around so I could photograph his back. We repoted the routine and then he pulled his briefs unther his ass. He turned his head to look at me and winked. "That's the other dessert"

I laughed uncomfortable and snapped the last picture. He grabbed his phone back and suggested that I took some photos.

"So you can have a progress view. We'll send them to Milo, he'll love it. And you can see if anybody wants your dessert!"

He convinced me although I was completely embarrassed while undressing. I did a couple shy poses when Troy started directing meand moved my arms and legs into position, touching and grabbing the muscles I should flex.

"You are one hot daddy Mr. S." He said after the improvised photo session. "The ladys are going to get in line when I finish with you".

I blushed at the compliment and thank him. I was starting to feel very comfortable around Troy. His youth and vitality were contagious and the endorphins from the workout gat me in a very good mood.

It was time to hit the showers and Troy didn't get shy. He took of his underwear and let his dick swing free. It was bigger that I anticipated. Maybe because the exercise had pumped some blood towards it, as it happened to me. My dick was hardening after the compliment and the fondling during the photoshoot but I didn't care and took my underwear off too. I covered myself with a towel but I saw my son's friend taking a peek at my bulge and smiling.

We got in the stalls and started the shower. I let the water run through my hair and over my beated body. I let myself be carried away by the healing sensation, unaware of what was happening around me until I noticed someone open the shower curtain and step inside behind me. I knew it was Troy, but I didn't turn around, didn't move, and didn't say anything. His hands tuched my skin and gently massaged my shoulders. They roam my back and reach my waist, then traveled to the front and he hugged me and kissed my neck. I gasped and let myself go. My mind was not running with thoughs like that afternoon. This felt good, and he wanted me and wanted me to feel good. I deserved it and wasn't gonna stop him.

"I've been wanting this since I was in highschool, Mr. S. I can't believe I finally have you in my hands." He kept kissing me and I melted between his arms.

"You can call me Hank, Troy."

"But I like to call you Mr. S. It's so hot" He spun me around and started to kiss my lips. I responded by opening my mouth and I let him explore with his tongue. I didn't move further and he sensed my nerves. He pulled away from me and looked into my eyes, worried.

"Is everything okay?", he asked.

I blushed and looked away. "Yes, everything's fine... It's just that I've never been with a man before...".

He smiled and kiss me again. "Don't worry. I'll lead, Mr S." He pushed me against the wall and kneel before me. He grabbed my cock and stared at it with desire. He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of my cock, sending shivers down my spine. Then he began to slowly insert it into his mouth, sucking hard, making me tremble with pleasure. It wasn't the first time I'd received a blowjob, but it was definitely the first time the person doing it seemed to enjoy it. He sucked it out, pushing more and more of it into his mouth until his chin touched my balls, and I felt the muscles in his throat massage the head of my dick. He masterfully sucked my cock for a while, making me see stars. I tangled my fingers in his hair, enjoying the sensation it gave me.

After a while he took my cock out of his mouth and looked at me mischievously in the eyes saying: "Do you want to try now and see how you do?"

I nodded sheepishly. He stood up and placed his hands on my shoulders, pressing me down. I knelt down and found his enormous cock before my eyes. It was a very beautiful cock, perfectly proportioned. A shiny pink head and sinuous veins running along its shaft. I mimicked what he had done earlier and licked his large head a few times. He threw his head back and let out a deep groan as he placed his hands on the back of my head to guide my movements. I opened my mouth and let him guide me, shoving his gorgeous cock inch by inch into my mouth, deeper and deeper. I felt the tip hit the botto of my throat as I tried to hold back the urge to gag, but my inexperience became noticible and I cough, having to take it out of my mouth. He stroked my cheek to comfort me and directed me back towards his cock, this time inserting it more gently so I could get used to it. The flavor and texture surprised me. I didn't dislike it, but it had a saltyness that took some getting used to. Anyway, noticing how much Troy liked what I was doing was enough to keep me horny. He looked down on me with a lust in his eyes I hadn't seen in a long time, and he speak to me words of encouragement to continue with my work.

"I want to fuck you", he said suddenly when his dick was deeper in my mouth.

I didn't know what to say. On the one hand, I wanted to continue enjoying my time with Troy, but on the other, I was afraid it might hurt. Plus, there was that part of my straight pride that I didn't want to lose, despite having my son's friend's cock in my throat.

"I don't know. I've never done anything remotely like this."

"Don't worry. I'll be gentle and if at any moment you want to stop, we'll stop."

His kind words reassured me and, given how horny I still was, I decided to continue. He lifted me up and kissed me tenderly but firmly. Then he turned me around and placed my hands against the shower wall. The water fell over my back and onto my butt. His hands caressed me, and I felt him place them on my glutes. He separated them, and I felt the water running down the crack of my ass, caressing my asshole. Without giving me time to get used to the sensation, he ran his tongue over it, sending shivers down my spine, and began to eat my ass. It was a sensation I'd never experienced before, and I wanted it to continue forever. But it didn't.

When he felt my anus was dilated enough, he stood up and placed his tip at my entrance. I clenched my eyes and made fists tightly, waiting for the sharp pain I knew was coming. He slowly pushed himself inside me, stopping when he noticed I needed a break and letting me adjust to his size. When he was completely inside and had waited for my sphincter to take the shape of his cock, he began to piston in and out. I let out a small scream, but he covered my mouth to prevent anyone from hearing us. The pain soon turned to pleasure, and his hand, instead of muffling my screams, began to cover my moans. He gradually picked up speed with his movements and positioned himself at an angle where he started to hit my prostate. If I had enjoyed rimming, every time his cockhead grasped my prostate and made me see stars, I simply wanted him to never leave my insides. He reached around and grabbed my dick, wich was the hardest I could remember, and started to jerk me off rhythmically with his thrusts. I was feeling the most pleasure I've had in my life and without warning I started cuming in the most mind-blowing orgasm ever. My moans and the spasms of my ass brought him over the edge and he filled me with sperm. I felt it, warm and thick, escaping through the edges of my ring as Troy pushed himself balls deep one last time.

He extracted his spent cock and kissed me deeply. Then, helped me clean myself because I was doing everything on a trance. We dressed up and left the gym. Troy walked me home and kissed me goodbye on the lips before leaving.

This all happened a month ago, and since then, we've seen each other almost every day and fucked almost every time we see each other. My life has changed for the better, and I hope it continues that way. At some point, we'll tell Milo we're together, but the secrecy makes this whole situation so much hotter.

I know you like it! 😈

[secondlife-stories]

Watching my stepfather and uncle fucking in the pool profoundly changed my perception of sex. At 19, I'd already slept with a few girls, but nothing special. The sex felt good but was too gentle and soft for my liking. However, every time I tried to be more aggressive, the girl stopped me in my tracks.

That summer afternoon, I decided to stay home instead of going to the library. As I idly glanced out the window, an unexpected movement in the pool caught my attention. My stepfather was lying naked face down on the edge of the jacuzzi while my uncle, my mother's brother, fucked him hard from behind. Although I was surprised and shocked to see them like that, it made me look at sex in a new way. The force of my uncle's thrusts was much stronger than mine, and my stepfather endured them without complaint, even gladly. The vigor and energy they emanated mesmerized me, and I couldn't look away. So much testosterone combined made my blood burn and flow through my body.

Spying from my window, I stripped and started jerking off while they switched positions, and now it was my uncle receiving my stepfather's hard fucking. Those two hunks of muscle and hair panted and pounded each other until I erupted against my bedroom wall.

I continued watching until they finished, and I was left alone with my thoughts. This was the kind of sex I wanted: sweaty, desperate, passionate, energetic; and if the only way to get it was with men, that's what I was going to do.

[secondlife-stories]

Ver a mi padrasto y a mi tío follando en la piscina cambió mi percepción del sexo de un modo intenso. Con 19 años, yo ya me había acostado con algunas chicas, pero nada del otro mundo. El sexo se sentía bien pero era demasiado delicado y suave para mi gusto, sin embargo, cada vez que intentaba ser más agresivo, la chica me paraba los pies en seco.

Esa tarde de verano, yo decidí quedarme en casa en vez de ir a la biblioteca . Cuando miré distraidamente por la ventana, un movimiento inesperado en la piscina captó mi atención. Mi padrasto estaba desnudo tumbado boca abajo en el borde del jacuzzi mientras mi tío, el hermano de mi madre, le follaba con fuerza desde atrás. Aunque me sorprendió y me escandalizó verles así, me hizo ver el sexo de una manera nueva. La fuerza de las embestidas que propinaba mi tío eran mucho más fuertes que las mías y mi padrastro las aguantaba sin quejarse, incluso con gusto. La vigorosidad y la energía que emanaban me hipnotizaban y no podía apartar la mirada. Tanta testosterona junta hizo que mi sangre se calentase y fluyese por mi cuerpo.

Espiando desde mi ventana me desnudé y comencé a hacerme una paja mientras ellos cambiaban de posición y era ahora mi tío el que recibía la dura follada de mi padrasto. Aquellas dos moles de músculo y vello bufaban y se golpeaban hasta que yo erupcioné contra la pared de mi cuarto.

Seguí observando hasta que terminaron y me quedé solo con mis pensamientos. Esa era la clase de sexo que yo deseaba: sudoroso, desesperado, apasionado, energico; y si la única forma de conseguirlo era con hombres, eso haría.

[secondlife-stories]

"So are you ready Richards?" Your boss asked you completely naked, presenting his ass to you. "Do you really want this position?"

You didn't know if he was referring to the job position or the arching his back position but you were happy with both. You got naked as your answer and climbed on top of him ready to show your performance.

After finishing the best interview of your life, you asked him, panting. "So, did I get the promotion, sir?"

He scooped a glob of your cum that was collecting on the small of his back and looked at it before putting it in his mouth. He smiled satisfied and told you: "It looks like a yes to me".

Looks like a Yes to me

[secondlife-stories]

The dad signaled you with his head as he walked away from his family. You had been eyeing for the past hour but you never thought you were being obvious. You saw him enter into his RV and decided to follow him to see what was going on. When you got to the door and looked inside, you were surprised to see him wearing a bright pink thong, posing so that his enormous ass was in the foreground. You entered and closed the door, undressing in the process.

After about fifteen minutes you got out of the RV, fixing your clothes. You really hoped the air freshener hanging from the rearview mirror was strong enough to keep his wife from smelling what you'd just done in there.