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“Do I know you or something?” the DILF hottie grimaced, catching me red-handed as I overtly ogled his incredible body by the resort pool, his skimpy speedo leaving little to the imagination. “Because you sure seem to be staring at me a lot.”
Admittedly, I had been staring unabashedly. He and his two kids were at the resort pool all morning, laughing and splashing about. Breeders always turn me on, and this breeder was really doing it for me—the muscles, the beard, the hairy chest, the way his cock shifted in his speedo when he walked around the pool deck. A total DILF.
I didn’t see his wife around, which only emboldened me all the more. But as soon as the kids ran off to the three-story pool slide, he called me out for staring at him. I was mortified.
“I’m so sorry,” I stammered, red in the face. “I didn’t mean to—”
“It’s—it’s okay,” he put up his hand to stop me. “I’m sure you didn’t mean to be rude. I’m just in a pissy mood today, and every little thing is setting me off.”
“We’ve all been there,” I sympathized. “I can watch your kids for a little while, if you just need a breather. I have two nephews, so I know what it’s like.”
“No, it’s not that,” he refused. “But maybe you can go upstairs and tell my wife to put down her fucking work laptop and join her family on our family vacation.”
“That—that sucks,” I sympathized. “It sounds like your needs aren’t being met.” I was laying it on thick.
“That’s a fucking understatement,” he laughed, not missing the subtext as he adjusted his speedo.
“What’s your deal?” he asked directly, locking eyes on me. “You on vacation here, too?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. “Well, it was supposed to be a romantic getaway with my boyfriend, but we broke up last week. I’d already paid for everything, so here I am—alone.”
“His loss,” he sympathized, eyeing me up and down. “Take my advice and get yourself laid while you’re here. You’ll be over him in no time if you can get yourself some dick.”
That was indeed my goal. And maybe this hot DILF could help me out with that? There was only one way to find out.
“Umm—this might sound forward,” I began, my heart pounding in my chest, “but would you maybe want to join me for a friendly drink at the bar later tonight? I mean, if your wife is still busy.”
“This might be forward,” he replied, “but wouldn’t you rather I just dropped by your room tonight and fucked you?”
Speechless, my jaw flew open. Had this hot married DILF actually propositioned me? I mean, I was certainly leading him in that direction, but DAMN.
“What’s your room number?” he asked, eyeing his kids on the slide.
“528,” I replied eagerly.
“Okay,” he nodded. “Here’s how this is gonna go down. Give me your key card, so I can get into your room quietly tonight. They’ll give you another one at the front desk.”
“Uh—okay,” I agreed, fishing my key card out of my swim trunks and handing it over to him.
“Now At 11 pm,” he further detailed, “I want you ass up on your bed, your hole prepped and ready. I do not wear condoms, so don’t bother putting one out for me. I’ll slip into your room, pound my nut in you, and then bolt. That work?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, dumbstruck by his authority.
“Now get the fuck away from me,” he ordered, “I see my kids returning. And don’t say another fucking word or even look at me if you see me around today, okay? Play your cards right, and you’ll get this big cock tonight.”
We parted ways, and I went up to my room. I avoided the pool the rest of the day, too afraid I might run into him with his family and fuck things up. The hours couldn’t pass fast enough until 11 pm.
At five minutes to the designated hour, freshly showered, my hole prepped and ready for him, I took my place on all fours at the edge the bed and waited. At exactly 11 pm, I heard the key card engaging the lock to my door.
“Fuck yeah,” the DILF growled, finding me upon the bed. “I got a big load in these balls for you.”
Turning my head to look back at him, I watched as he pulled off his t-shirt and yanked off his shorts, tossing them on the floor. His big, floppy cock began to expand rapidly. Stepping up to the plate, he began to rub his hard cock up and down my wet hole, teasing me.
“You thought you were so clever this morning, stalking me by the pool, hoping to get my cock,” he sneered as he continued to tease my hole. “But I was one step ahead of you.”
He paused, then slowly began to push his fat cock head against my hole, barely breaching the soft, pink folds of my sphincter. And then came his confession.
“If there’s one thing I’ve learned after ten years of marriage,” he began, “it’s that my best chance of getting my big dick wet on vacation is to find some eager cock slut like you. That’s why I wear the skimpy speedo—it’s like catnip to you horny gay dudes. As soon as I saw you salivating over me by the pool this morning, I knew I was going to have my big cock in you tonight.”
He paused again, his fat cock head slowly pushing inward, just beginning to stretch me. He had brought me to that slight moment of discomfort for a bottom, just before the fun begins.
“And now that I’ve got you where I want you, totally at my mercy,” he hissed in my ear, “I’m gonna fuck the living shit out of you.”
“FUCK,” I cried out as he rammed into me with a violent thrust, my hole split in two. He gave me no time to adjust, no chance to take a deep breath as he opened me. He was already pounding me at a ridiculous pace, the headboard banging against the wall.
“FUCK,” I cried out again.
“Yeah, bitch,” he barked, his balls smacking my ass. “Scream your fuckin’ head off. It’ll only make me pound your cunt harder.”
Harder? Was that even possible?
The DILF had released a torrent of rage on my ass. This was clearly a man who wasn’t getting what he needed at home, so he was taking it out on my ass angrily. And the fucked up part? The fucked up part was that I was loving it.
“Yeah, take this big cock, bitch,” he grunted in my ear. Over and over, he slammed into me, his cock drilling into me deeper and deeper. “Yeah, open that pussy wider for me.”
I don’t know if it was the incredible girth of his thick shaft, or the unrelenting pounding that he was delivering, but he was getting me good. Really good. My cock was responding in turn, rigid with a string of precum dangling from the tip in a swinging free fall.
Though neither of us had touched my cock, I was about to shoot. There was no stopping it.
“I’m—I’m gonna bust,” I announced urgently.
“The fuck I care?” he scoffed, his hands on my hips as he proceeded to assault my hole. “Shoot if you gotta shoot.”
And so I did, all over the bed. “FUCK,” I screamed as my load sprayed out from me, his big cock still buried in me, his pace steady. The duality of the moment was overwhelming. It was for him, too.
“Shit, dude. I can feel you cumming,” he marveled as my sphincter gripped and pulsed around his cock throughout my orgasm. I was milking his cock from within, all while busting my own nut. It was what I needed to get him there.
“I’m getting close,” he announced, his breathing quickening, his swelling cock driving into me over and over. “Get ready for it. I’m gonna—I’m gonna—FUCK—FUCK.”
A torrent of cum released in me, his big dick throbbing in my depths. My legs gave out as he collapsed upon me on the bed, our sweaty bodies fused. His breath was at my ear, almost tender, as his balls gave out the last of him.
“Christ, I needed that,” he announced while pushing himself off of me, extracting his cock from my depths. His massive load, pearly and viscous, gushed from my gaping hole.
“Shit, I really made a mess of you,” he laughed, reaching for his clothes.
“You sure you don’t want a shower?” I offered as he pulled on his shorts, stuffing his big wet cock into them. “You shouldn’t go back to your wife smelling of sex.”
“Smelling of sex?” he scoffed, yanking on his shirt. “I doubt that bitch can even remember what sex smells like.”
He turned to leave. The deed done. His mission accomplished.
“Oh—uh—thanks for—uh—taking it up the ass for me,” he expressed his gratuity awkwardly as he reached for the door. “And remember, you don’t say shit to me if you see me around.”
And then he was gone, his warm load dripping down my leg as I ambled to the shower on weak legs. He had fucked the living shit out of me, as promised, and I had loved every minute of it.
They were at the breakfast buffet the next morning—his whole family, including the wife. She was pretty, but gave off a frigid bitch vibe. I made a point to take a table on the opposite side of the restaurant. I was too afraid I might find myself staring at him again, thinking about him breeding me the night before, his load still swimming in my bowels.
I had made a second trip to the waffle station, when I felt someone behind me, hot breath at my ear. Instantly, I froze.
“My wife is taking the kids to feed the dolphins this morning,” the DILF whispered, coffee on his breath. “I want your ass on your bed and ready for me again in thirty minutes. I still have your key.”
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“You ready to suck it?” the hot frat guy asked, his hairy, muscular body next to me on the couch as he thumbed his bulge, his shorts doing nothing to conceal the outline of his thick cock and big balls. “Suck it good, and you’ll get a big surprise when I’m done.”
Earlier in the day, I had spent three hours sucking cock at my favorite glory hole in the basement men’s room of the campus science library. I had drained seven students, three professors, a janitor, a campus security officer, and a dad on a school tour with his kid.
I had just swallowed the load of a hairy humanities professor with a beer can cock, when an absurdly hot frat boy sidled into the stall next to mine. Score.
Through the glory hole, I could see the Greek letters ΦΥK emblazoned in large print on his t-shirt. He hesitated, and then bent down to peer at me through the hole.
“Just stick your dick through,” I directed, rolling my eyes. Frat guys can be particularly clueless at a glory hole. “Stick it in, and I’ll suck you off.”
“Can—can I talk to you first?” he whispered back through the hole.
“Yeah, but make it quick,” I snapped. “This isn’t a fucking confessional.”
“Right,” he laughed. “I want you to suck me—but not here. Is that cool?”
“What’s wrong with here?”
“I dunno,” he shrugged. “This bathroom is nasty as fuck, and I’d rather be comfortable when getting sucked.”
“Fine,” I acquiesced. “You know another discreet place? I’m not gonna suck you in your car. I’m on probation after getting caught blowing a biology TA in his Hyundai a month ago.”
“No—not my car. I want you to come suck me at my house. It’s on fraternity row, over by—“
“Wait,” I stopped him. “You want me to suck you off at your frat house?”
“Yeah—is that okay?”
“Fuck yeah,” I exclaimed, for it had always been a pipe dream to swallow cum in an actual fraternity house. Frat boys often came to my glory hole, but never asked me back to their house. “But wait, this isn’t like a hazing prank or some other shit?”
“Absolutely not,” he promised. “I just need my big dick sucked, and I’ve heard you’re the best cocksucker on campus. So—you game?”
“Fuck yes,” I blurted out.
“Come by the house tonight—10 pm,” he instructed. “I’m in the Phi house at the end of fraternity row. It’s brick with white columns, you can’t miss it. I’ll be waiting for you.”
And then he slid out just before a dude in a maintenance uniform pushed his fat cock through the partition. As I sucked a massive load out of the maintenance guy, my mind drifted, fantasizing about sucking cock in a frat house that night.
At 10 pm on the dot, I knocked on the door of the Phi house. A raucous cacophony of testosterone-laden voices from inside made my stomach lurch in fear, but I was determined to not chicken out. I trusted this guy. That, and I was horny as fuck.
“You made it, bro,” the hot frat guy from the glory hole beamed as he opened the door. He was shirtless, his hairy, muscular body on full display. The outline of his big cock was apparent through his athletic shorts. I nearly came in my pants.
“Come inside,” he beckoned as I froze in the doorway, taken aback by a house full of muscular studs who looked just like him—a gay man’s version of The Stepford Wives.
The house atmosphere was like an Alpha male convention of at least fifty jacked-up frat guys surrounding a keg in the center of a large room, drinking beer from red Solo cups, laughing and high-fiving each other. Loud music filled the room as a contentious game of beer pong was played in one corner. Nobody seemed to be paying any attention to me—the odd man out.
“You guys having a party?”
“Nah, it’s always like this,” the frat hottie replied. “Just follow me. I’m taking you somewhere a bit more—private.”
He led me to a room in the back of the house, the noise and chaos fading away. It was a small room, only slightly bigger than a closet with a gray couch covered in cum stains opposite a large screen TV with pussy porn playing. A blonde porn bitch was riding a large cock with two more big dicks sword fighting in her mouth. Respect.
“We call this room the masturbatorium,” he began to explain, closing the door behind us, “because we—”
“Jack off in here?” I surmised.
“Yup—and sometimes more,” he winked, taking a seat on the couch and directing me to do the same. I did as told, my eyes fixated on the outline of his big cock through his shorts.
“You ready to suck it?” the frat hottie asked as he thumbed his bulge. “Suck me good, and you’ll get a nice surprise when I’m done.”
Hoping that surprise would be a warm shot of his cum down my throat, I quickly slid off the couch and positioned myself on my knees. Pulling off his athletic shorts, his big cock nearly smacked me in the face. Eight inches, thick and veiny, a drop of precum at the tip, his cock rested atop a set of round, full plums that were aching for release.
“Yeah, it’s a big one,” he bragged, smacking it against my face. “My girlfriend creams hard on it when she rides me.”
“Why—why do you want me to suck you when you have a girlfriend?” I wondered aloud. “She on the rag or something?”
“Nah, man,” he laughed. “She just won’t suck dick. You ever met a sorority girl who throats cock? Pussy action only with her. So I gotta find dudes like you who will throat my big one when I’m in the mood for some head. Enough chat—let’s see what you can do.”
Showing off a bit, I skillfully swallowed his entire eight inches in one gulp, mashing his balls against my chin. My tongue worked his shaft as I stayed down on it.
“Fuckin-A,” he cried out, his hand on the back of my head. “Now that’s how you suck a dick. Damn, bro.”
Grabbing me by the ears, he held me down on that big cock, his cock head abusing my tonsils as he began to thrust rapidly, his hips convulsing up and down at a rigorous pace. I was gagging on it, red faced, unable to breathe.
“Yeah, fucking choke on this big dick,” he barked, slapping the side of my face before finally releasing me. Gasping for air, I took one deep breath before he forced me back down on that big cock, pumping my throat like a pocket pussy.
I had never been face fucked so good.
“Damn—you sure can take it, bitch,” he slapped my face again, his meaty hands gripping into my skull, forcing it up and down on his rigid shaft at a breakneck pace. “You gotta mouth pussy on you.”
His balls were hitting my chin hard, saliva running down them, soaking into the couch cushions. I reached up and grabbed his hairy pecs with both hands, attempting to brace myself against his assault against my throat. I’d never seen such stamina in a dude. It couldn’t last.
“You want my cum?” he demanded urgently. “You want me to shoot this fuckin’ load down your throat?”
“Mmpft mmpft,” I nodded, his cock still buried in my gullet. And then I felt it—a swelling in my throat, a slow pulsing that began to increase in frequency.
“FUCK,” he bellowed, his cock erupting down my throat, his warm seed satiating my hungry belly. “Yeah, bitch. Swallow this fuckin’ nut. Yeah—that’s it.”
“Damn, dude,” I gasped when he finally pulled out of me, cool air enriching my oxygen-deprived lungs. “That was the best face fucking I’ve ever had.”
“You took this big dick like a champ, bro,” he winked, his spent cock flopped against his hairy thigh. “I heard you were the best cocksucker on campus, and it was no exaggeration.”
“Thanks,” I blushed, wiping cum and saliva from my chin with the back of my hand.
“I have just one question for you,” he locked eyes with me. “Are you hungry for more?”
But before I could respond in eager affirmation, amazed that he could already go another round, the door to the room opened abruptly. A beefy, hairy frat guy stood in the doorway, eyeing the sordid remains of my encounter with his frat brother.
“You done with the cocksucker yet?” the beefy one demanded. “The guys are getting restless out here.”
“Yeah, I just fed him. He’s the real deal,” my frat hottie responded, getting up from the couch and pulling on his shorts over his spent cock. “Tell the brothers to queue up for their turn with him.”
“All right guys,” the beefy frat guy yelled down the hall. “Time to line up. You know the drill. One at a time. No cuts. Each brother gets ten minutes to bust down the cocksucker’s throat. Repeats allowed once every guy has had a turn. Got it?”
Flopping down hard on the couch, the beefy frat guy pulled out a big, hairy cock attached to a massive set of bull balls. I immediately began to salivate.
“What’re you waiting for, cocksucker?” he barked, grabbing me by the back of my head and shoving his big, hairy cock down my throat. “You’ve got fifty-eight impatient brothers out there waiting to feed you some cum, so get to work. It’s gonna be a long night.”
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