Gay sex in its finest

As I approached my bedroom, I saw that no lights were on. Only a faint glow filtered through the half-open door. When I opened it, I was surprised to find my husband on the bed. He wasn't wearing loungewear, as one might expect, but was completely naked except for a black leather harness that I'd never seen before.

"Hi, honey! Welcome home!" He greeted me.

"What's all this?" I asked pointing at his garment while slowly taking off my suit.

"Just a present from the very nice couple two floors below. Turns out they're gay too and we bumped into each other in the elevator as we were all going down to the parade. I was wearing my green mesh tank top that you like so much and shorts that showed off the elastic of my jockstrap, so there was no doubt where I was going. They were dressed in leather. The taller one was wearing a vest and the younger one this really nice harness. I immediately knew we were going to the same place, so I introduced myself and suggested we all go together. They were really nice, you have to meet them."

"And how have you ended up with their harness?" I was already naked on the bed, hugging my husband from behind and kissing his neck.

"That's a funny story. We had a blast on the parade. We drank, we smoked, we kissed a little..." He said, coy. "We shared a cab home. I was in the backseat with the one with the harness, Colin, and he said that he'd never worn mesh clothes before; so his boyfriend urged us to exchange outfits. We began with our tops and then I took my shorts to give them to him but then, the cab driver said that the harness with the jockstrap was a good look on me. He had a picture with his wife and kids on the dashboard but also had a bisexual flag ribbon. Seeing his lustful eyes on the rearview mirror watching my almost naked body made me so hot. Colin saw how I was reacting and he began to adjust the harness. While he worked the straps and buckles he fondled my pecs and graced my nipples a few times. You know how I love to have my nipples played."

"Oh, I know." I pinched his nipples and he moaned as he continued the story.

"Once the harness was tight and well in place, I was already rock hard and my dick was half out of the pouch of the jockstrap. Colin saw it and bent down to suck it a couple times. On the front, his husband was turned around watching and I saw his shoulder moving so I think he was jerking off. The driver was kneading his bulge which was obscenely swollen. Colin pulled my jockstrap all the way down and out of my legs and gave it to his husband, who put it to the taxi driver's nose so he would sniff it. We arrived home and when the car braked my cock went balls deep into Colin's throat. I almost came." I was kissing my husband's neck and slowly jerking him off while my fingers played with his asshole. His ring contracted when he remembered the deep throat. He sighed deeply and my fingers went deep into his rectum. It was very wet. Too wet. I let him continue his retelling. "I got out of the cab with my pride flag covering from my waist down, like a towel, so as not to scandalize the neighbors with my nudity. I think the driver kept my underwear because I haven't seen it since. Once we got inside our building, the couple basically dragged me to their flat and into their bed." I already knew how the story followed because my fingers inside my husband were surrounded by multiple loads. I removed them and replaced them with my cock. The warm and moist sensation, accompanied with the excitement almost got me over the edge.

"And what did they do to you?" I asked as I inserted my cock slowly.

"They fucked me so good, honey." He whimpered. "Michael's cock (the one with the vest) was huge and he pounded my ass while pulling the harness so I arched my back."

I started to fuck my husband harder and faster, pulling the harness like he just told me. The curve made my rod go deeper. He couldn't talk anymore and was just moaning and trembling.

"And what happened later? What else did they do to you?" I asked, decided that my husband confessed once and for all.

Between moans, he screamed. "They bred me! First one and then the other. They both bred me and then sent me home for you to fuck their sloppy seconds." I felt how his bowels' walls contracted as he came over the blankets. I couldn't resist anymore and I added my load to my neighbours' cum deep inside my lovely husband. We collapsed on the bed, my dick still buried inside him and the cold metal of the harness' buckles nailing my chest. I kissed his neck again.

"When can I meet your new friends so I can thank them for taking such good care of you today?" I asked.

The nightly fucks in the window started as soon as Todd and Bruce had moved into the house next to my parents and me. Their bedroom window aligned perfectly with my own, giving me a front row ticket to the hottest porn show in town. I didn’t dare tell my parents, as my dad didn’t hesitate to complain when a couple of faggots moved next door—his words, not mine.

I was transfixed the first time I watched the neighbors fucking, the two guys oblivious to my presence next door. Sure, I had fucked an impressive share of girls by that point in my life. But my sexual experiences paled in comparison to the raw, animalistic passion that I witnessed through Todd and Bruce’s window each night. I couldn’t look away, often jacking myself along with them. It wasn’t long before I got caught. 

“Did you enjoy the show last night, Carter?” Todd approached me one afternoon as I mowed the front lawn, my hairy chest flecked with grass clippings. “You know that I can see you through the window just as easily as you can see me.”

“I—I’m sorry,” I stammered, mortified that Todd had caught me spying on them. “I honestly didn’t mean to—”

“Bullshit,” Todd interrupted. “You could have looked away, Carter. Instead, you watched our every move, rubbing out your load to our fuckfest.”

“It—it won’t happen again,” I assured Todd. “I promise that I won’t watch you two fucking anymore.”

“Damn straight you won’t be watching us anymore,” Todd crossed his arms over his meaty chest. “Because tonight we’d like you to come join us.”

“Wait—? What—?”

“You heard me,” Todd laughed. “Sure, Bruce and I love being watched, but it would be a lot more fun for all involved if you came over and pounded your load into Bruce’s ass instead of a wad of Kleenex. Plus, I love to be cucked.”

“But, I’ve never—”

“Fucked a guy?” Todd finished my thought. “You’re eighteen now, Carter. You’re a full grown man,” he looked down at my bulging crotch. “It’s about time you learned to fuck like a grown man. I’ll leave our front door unlocked for you tonight. Feel free to drop by and drop a load once the party has started. You won’t regret it once you’re balls deep in Bruce’s tight ass.”

I spent the rest of the day in a state of internal flux, a battle raging in my brain. I wasn’t gay. I liked girls. I loved pussy. But the intoxicating temptation of gay sex was undeniable. Todd and Bruce had lured me into their trap, promising unbridled pleasures within their bed, and I was powerless to resist.  

The show that night began like clockwork, Bruce on all fours upon the bed, Todd railing his ass from behind. I watched from the window, waiting for my cue. And then Todd looked up at me through the window, his eyes beckoning me to join them. Game on. 

Before I could resist, before I could talk myself out of entering the enticing world of man-on-man sex, I sprinted next door. Their front door was unlocked, as Todd promised. I was soon climbing the stairs to their bedroom, the moans and grunts of animal passion growing louder with each step. I could smell sex in the air. 

“Breed my ass,” Bruce was moaning as I entered the room, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing off the bedroom walls as Todd pummeled his hole. “Yeah—seed my ass with that big dick,” he pleaded. 

“You’re about to get it,” Todd replied, his hands digging into Bruce’s hips, his cock a piston inside his boyfriend’s bowels. “OH FUCK,” he barked, on the precipice of orgasm. “Here it comes—FUCK—SHIT.”

Todd threw back his head, his body convulsing as his cock discharged inside of Bruce. He held still, his breathing returning to normal as his balls reached empty. Suddenly aware of  my presence, Todd turned his face back to me, giving a wink as a lecherous smile spread across his face. 

“We’ve got a visitor,” Todd announced to Bruce, pulling out of his boyfriend, his pearly load dripping from that freshly-seeded hole. “Carter is here to fuck your ass.”

“Todd said you would come,” Bruce turned his face back towards me. “Drop them shorts, Carter,” he ordered. “I love getting railed by a young stud like you.”

Following orders, I pulled off my shorts, my thick, eight-incher rock hard and leaking precum. Todd climbed off the bed, giving me a clear path to Bruce’s eagerly awaiting cunt. 

“Just shove it in him,” Todd instructed as I climbed upon the bed, positioning myself behind Bruce. “I’ve got his cunt good and ready for you.”

“Fuuuuuck,” I exhaled, my big dick sliding effortlessly into the warmest, wettest hole that I had ever experienced. Pure bliss. 

“Damn, you’re thick for such a young guy,” Bruce marveled as he began to rock back and forth on my big one, fucking himself with my rod like a wall-mounted dildo. “Mmm, this big dick feels so good in my wet pussy,” he moaned as he twerked upon it. 

“Don’t let him do all the work, Carter,” Todd was suddenly in my ear, his hands on my shoulders like a coach giving me a pep talk before a match. “I want you to wreck his cunt—show him what you’ve got.”

Wanting to impress my hosts, I moved my hands to Bruce’s muscular shoulders. Digging into his flesh, I unleashed a brutal assault on his cunt. With rapid intensity, I pummeled his quivering cunt, showing no mercy. Never before had I fucked with such savage fervor. And to my delight, Bruce wasn’t just taking it like a man, he was fucking loving it. 

“Yeah—fuck me with that big dick,” he begged, dropping his upper body into the mattress, thereby raising his ass. I slid deeper into Bruce, my big cock battering his inner-sphincter. “You’re getting me so good,” he moaned. 

“Make him cum, Carter,” Todd was behind me once more, his breath hot at my ear. “Get that bitch to cum with you.”

Following orders, I tapped into my inner-strength and proceeded to jackhammer the living shit out of Bruce. I was pulverizing his cunt, my big cock a battering ram in his bowels. And then I felt it—his sphincter clamping around the base of my shaft, his fuck canal pulsing around my cock. 

“I’m gonna cum,” Bruce warned, suddenly pushing himself upwards on his muscular arms, his untouched cock spraying the bed with his thick load. 

“Yeah, baby,” Todd cheered from the sidelines. “Shoot your load with that hung boy’s dick up your ass. Fucking let it all out.”

I could feel every wave of Bruce’s orgasm from within, his body rhythmically gripping my cock, effectively jerking me off inside his fuck canal. There was no holding back. I needed to bust.

“FUCK,” I barked urgently, cum rising in my swelling shaft. “I’m gonna—I’m gonna—HOLY FUCK—SHIT—Yeah, take my fuckin’ nut—FUCK.”

“That’s it—breed his ass,” Todd was in my ear again, massaging my shoulders as I dumped my load into his slutty boyfriend, my cum spewing into Bruce’s sloppy void. “Fucking cream his cunt, Carter.”

Drained of energy, my balls depleted, I collapsed upon Bruce, our sweaty bodies crashing into the mattress. I could have fallen asleep like that, my cock still buried in that warm hole, but Todd had other plans. 

“Move over, Carter,” Todd pushed me off Bruce, my spent cock popping out of that cummy hole with a wet thwack. I rolled over onto the bed and watched as Todd mounted Bruce once more. 

For the next two hours, Todd and I took turns at Bruce’s cunt, dumping load after load into that greedy hole. The event was not just my first time having gay sex—it was the best sex that I had ever had, thanks to my neighbors Todd and Bruce. 

I eventually returned home in the wee hours of the morning. Climbing the stairs to my bedroom on weak legs, I eagerly awaited the bliss of a deep, post-coital slumber. Instead, I found my dad sitting upon my bed with a tumbler of scotch in his hand. Fuck. 

“You gonna tell me where you’ve been all night, Carter?” Dad demanded with boozy breath. “Your mother thought she heard a noise and, when I came to investigate, you weren’t in your bed.”

“I—I couldn’t sleep,” I lied. “So, I went for a walk.”

“A walk to the house next door?” Dad gestured to Todd and Bruce’s window, the ice clinking in his glass. “Yeah, I saw you through the window with those two guys—those faggots.”

“Dad—don’t be mad,” I began, my voice panicked. “It’s really not what you think. I’m not actually—”

“Was it any good?” Dad cut me off. “That gay guy’s ass—was it any good? Was it better than pussy?”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “It was way better than pussy.”

“Fair enough,” Dad stood up and downed the remainder of his scotch. “You think you’ll go back there tomorrow night, Carter? Fuck that guy’s ass again?”

“Yeah,” I admitted. “Todd and Bruce said I’m welcome to come back as often as I want.”

“Good,” Dad placed his strong hand upon my shoulder. “Just be sure to bring me along next time. I’d like to fuck the shit outta that cock slut with you. It’s not like my big cock is getting any action from your frigid mother.”

I reached forward and felt his cock through his shorts. My dick jumped. He leaned down and kissed me. My hands went to his waistband and I pulled down his shorts. His beautiful cock hung in front of me. I loved how thick his cock was. It was the biggest I’d ever seen. He knew how to use it. He took his shirt off. I picked up his cock and put it in my mouth.

He smelled and tasted like sweat. His balls were heavy. He grew harder and harder as I worked his pick cock in my mouth. I pulled off of him and he got down on the couch on top of me. Making out with me. His tongue darting around my mouth. His strong arms pushing and holding me. His legs heavy and strong leaning into my body. His hard cock pressing against me.

He kissed my neck and nipples. Playing with me. Tasting me. I was so hard. My dick pushing against my jock strap. He got down to my dick and freed it. Sucked my dick and balls. I almost came right then. I’d been so horny recently.

He then lifted my legs and went into my ass. His lips wrapped around my rosebud. He loved to eat me out. He would spend 20 minutes doesn’t there playing with my ass. Fingering me and tonguing me. Pleasuring me. I moaned and moaned. Bucking my ass against him.

I knew he wanted to fuck me. I wanted to feel his cock in me. I reached down for it. I found it and held him. Leaking with precum. He made his way to my mouth and his cock pushed on the entrance to my pussy.

“Ready to go? I’m about to fill you up. Daddy’s cock is about to fucking take you.”

“Yes. Get in me now. I need you!”

With that he pushes. The pressure. The anticipation. He pushed the head in. I moan out. I love this man. He pushes his body against me. The entire weight of him against me.

His massive engorged cock fill me. He is all the way in me. He starts to fuck me harder and harder. His muscles strong and he holds my throat and fucks me. Railing me like never before. My pussy throbbing from him. He moans into my mouth. Our bodies colliding and becoming and fucking.

His pace gets so hard and fast. His body collides with me. His balls nailing me. He is hitting into me harder and harder.

“Here comes my seed you bitch!”

He fucks into me. Bam bam bam. He starts to cum. Erupting into my pussy. The feeling. His face. The thrusts. I start cumming all over us. He empties his load in me. Jerk after jerk he is in me. I full of his hot seed.

We kiss. His cock calms. My pussy loves him being in me.

“Fuck you’re hot. That pussy is just my home base. I could stay in you all the time.”

“Fuck me again?”

“Yeah. Haha. Ok.”

[Part one]

Was just going to be a quick sketch to add on as a bonus to the first post but it kinda took on a life of its own lol

Coming up with sleep-talk for stiles is just too much fun! Context for the curious under the cut

Poor guy slept the whole hour ride back. I got to take a look at his body and damn, it looked good. Better than good, reminded me of my hot ex. Oh shit, I forgot to tell Mario I'm out of the closet, I realized. Oh well, eventually it'll come up. We got to my place and I let him settle in while I did some work in my office. Pretty sure he just napped the whole time. I was ready to gym but Mario was fast asleep, so I let him. When he woke up he was so apologetic but I told him no worries, the owner and I were buds so he let me close up sometimes so we headed there near closing time. It was just us toward the end so as we finished working we went to go change and shower. We were chatting as we stripped and I turned to laugh at one of his jokes and saw he was sitting facing away from me, with his big muscled back tapering down to a nice ass fitted into a jockstrap. "Damn, you were strapped up like that the whole time? Hot." I said as he didn't turn around. "Word on the street, Dan, is that you're gay," Mario said after a beat. "Yeah, I like to fuck guys. Like to look at them. Kiss them, touch them, make them moan as I stick my big dick into them. A lot's changed since our little high school, what of it man?" I said back, laughing, not sure if I should be ready for a fight. Where was this going, I wondered.

He gave me a double biceps pose and turned around, smiling. "Like what you see?" he said as he flexed, also jutting out his ass for me to oogle. "Yeah, you're hot as fuck, dude, best body and best ass I've seen in a long time, so what? You baiting me, because you shouldn't start something you can't finish." I smirked back. He nodded and got up and walked over to the side of the bench where I was naked myself. He crouched down on his feet and leaned forward to put his face against my thick dick, causing it to twitchh. He looked up and gave a slight smile. "Oh I want you to finish, on me, in me, whatever you want, can I get this prepped first?" he looked forward at my cock then up at me, and slowly started to lick and suck me off after I gave a nod. The big guy was skilled for sure. He was moaning and groaning and not even touching his own pouched dick, though I could tell he was hard and leaking precum. I felt too good and went to grab the back of his head and sit up to hold it steady as I started to pick up my own pace, facefucking him as he dutifully let me assault his mouth and throat. I suddenly pushed him all the way towards me, and forced him to deepthroat me for a few seconds as he struggled but held on. I let him go and he coughed and wiped away his eyes as he laughed. "You rough fucker, I love that." he smirked back causing both of us to laugh. I pulled him up and led him to the shower. In the few seconds it took to warm up, I pulled him in and we started to make out.

"Fuck, dude, I've been thinking about this all day. Wasn't sure how to let you know I wanted you bad," Mario said as we swapped spit. "Oh yeah? When did you start to get into guys?" He shrugged. "It's lonely out there. Jerk circles sommetimes led to handjobs, and I ended up giving some blowjobs to buddies in need. One of them wanted to fuck me and before I knew it, I was being passed around as a cumdump on the base, my boss, my unit, turns out I like being used and getting people off with my holes. I liked it more than using my dick, love it when I cum handsfree with a dick in me." "Goddamn, that's hot" I replied as I soaped his body up. His muscles were indeed rock hard. He flexed and gave me a show as I finished sudsing up the stud and soaped my own body up. He flexed his arms, his back, then bend over and showed me his shaved hole. "I got it prepped just for you, in case you wanted to use me," he said gingerly. "Please, fuck me, Dan, I need your big dick in me. Need it bad, sir." I slapped that ass, flinging soap and causing him to moan as I had him bend forward against the wall, taking some soap and lubing up his hole before I lined up my cock and sunk it in. He cried out at the intrusion but told me to keep going when I stopped and asked if he was okay.

He’d felt the condom ripping soon after penetrating the boy’s tiny brown button hole but He continued anyway, silently please with Himself for being such a virile and powerful Man that even Magnums can’t contain Him.  The boy’s tight pucker had eventually loosened but only after a severe and brutal pounding which proved too much for the thin latex. All that remained was curled up around the thick base of His cock like a thin wedding ring.  He smiled at the analogy.  It wasn’t His fit and muscular body that seemed to get all the young fags so worked up; it was His wedding ring.

His son’s best friend had been no exception, always respectfully addressing Him as “Mr. Johnson” and always staring and lingering just a little too long.  What the fuck, He’d thought - why not.  He’d be an easy and convenient fuck toy; no one would suspect a thing. The boy had finally quietened down - what a drama queen!  “You wanted this, remember?” He’d reminded him, even though the truth was that He’d manipulated and coordinated the whole thing.  Even though he was no longer screaming, the boy’s young, smooth body still felt taunt and tense as he continued to suffer through the assault.  Now that He’d broken through the condom He could enjoy the slick wetness of the boy’s clenching, spasming pussy which felt warm and inviting.  He couldn’t wait to breed it.   “That’s it, Jimmy … you’re doing just fine.”  

“Oh, God, Mr. Johnson!  You’re so big!”

“Yes, Jimmy, so you’ve said many times today.  I don’t need you to keep telling me that.  You understand?“

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you know the problem with having a big dick, Jimmy? It takes an extra long time to cum … “

Jimmy whimpered at the implication as Mr. Johnson continued slow-fucking His new toy.  

“You’re going to be raw and sore by the time I’m done, Jimmy.  Does that excite you?”

Jimmy hesitated.  “Yes, Sir … very much.”

He chuckled.  “I know it does.  That’s why you’re going to be such a good little whore for me aren’t you.  Daddy’s going to fuck you good, baby … give you what you need.  It will be our little secret … or not so little, as the case would be.  You breath a word of this to anyone and I’ll find you, Jimmy.  I’ll hurt you.  Do you understand?”

Jimmy only nodded; it was a rhetorical question anyway.  Of course he understood.  Mr. Johnson was a respected and feared Man - a powerful Man.  And Jimmy was just a punk.  No one would believe him. And no one would care if anything happened to him.

He was getting close.  Leaning in He whispered in Jimmy’s ear.  “This is going to feel very … wet, Jimmy.  I want you to hold it in … every drop of it.”

“Whhat??  What are you saying?  You have a condom on!  I saw it!”  Jimmy started to struggle so He tightened His grip, causing Jimmy to wince.

“Shh … what’s done is done.  It was meant to be.  You were meant to be impregnated … like a woman, Jimmy.  Lucky for you it’s by a Man like me.  Someone you can trust.  Can I trust you, Jimmy?”  

Jimmy paused and moaned before replying.  “Yes, Sir.”