#gaysmut

[mrcavill88]

My night in Hollywood

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Chris Evans x Henry Cavill x Male reader

Summary: Your first film role definitely has its ups and downs. A large pay check? Good. A kickstart to your career? Even better. But a night with three of Hollywoods leading men? The absolute best

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, daddy kink, pet names “little boy, baby, doll”, ass slapping, stripping, nipple playing, breeding kink, dick sucking, handjob, unprotected sex

Who knew being famous was so tough?

I’m constantly being bombarded by fans desperate for an autograph. The Hollywood life seems glamorous, and that it is, but not without its downside. The upside? All the hot actors in Hollywood, oh how I loved seeing a sexy man on screen. I recently landed a role on a film with some of Hollywoods leading men and holy cow was it a joyride. I walked into the hotel I would be staying at for the shooting of this film and who do I see as soon as I walk into the elevator? Henry Cavill, Sebastian Stan, and Chris Evans.

The scarlet color on my face is noticeable as I instantly start fanboying over the three buff men. “Hello there, you’re y/n right? I’m Henry, pleasure to meet you love”. He stuck his thick hand out and I shook it with much ebullience. I took my spot in the elevator, right in between Sebastian and Chris, feeling so small next to the 6 feet men.

What was in reality 30 seconds felt like 3 hours in the elevator. Sweat building up on my forehead as the men continued to spark conversation with me. My words fumbled and completely shaky. We reached my floor and I bolted out the doors and hastily walked to my room and instantly shut the door. I was a mess. My chest popping in and out of my body, a noticeable bulge in my tight pants. But as I went to change my clothes, a small envelope slid through my door.

“Reservation at Giovanni’s Italian cuisine for two, 7:30 pm at the luxury suite.

My baby y/n, please join me tonight for dinner, I would love to get to know you. See you soon, Sebastian”

I was fucked. Butterflies pacing through my stomach as the feeling of love and affection enveloped my soul. But was I gonna pass up this opportunity? Hell no. I checked the clock and it was currently 6:00, “how the hell did he reserve the place so quickly?” I thought. I rushed into my luggage and picked out a loose blue and white striped button up and white kakis which kinda showed off my ass.

I got into my car, put my sunglasses on and started driving to the restaurant. “What if he doesn’t like me?” “What if this is all a joke?” Thoughts filled my head as I headed to the restaurant, making me more nervous than I already was.

I walked in and it was the most classy restaurant I have ever been to. Red velvety floors covered the place with beautiful floral arrangements and classical music. “Reservation with Sebastian at 7:30, in the luxury suite,” I said to the hostess. “Right this way please,” she replied as we walked up the extravagant stairs into the luxury suite. She opened the door and

There he was

Waiting for me in a tight black polo shirt that complimented his rippling biceps, and jeans that were definitely, tight. “H-hi Sebastian,” I said with a trembling voice. He walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Hey y/n, I’m so happy you came tonight, I hope you like this place cause I really wanted to have a great time tonight, please sit.”

I sat down in the expensive chair and couldn’t help but notice the beautiful view from the window. “Wow! This place is so nice, I can see the whole city from here!” Sebastian grabbed my hand. “Yeah it’s nice but I think I like what I see from here more,” biting his lip. I instantly started blushing, biting my lip to try and calm it down but the redness of my cheeks just got more obvious. I was completely fucked, in a desperate way to change the subject, “So, I wanna try this ravioli they got here, I heard it’s amazing”, I said trying to change the subject. “Yeah let me order, I already know what I’m getting”.

Sebastian ordered our food and I was set for the best date, and the first date, of my life. Who knew a celebrity could be so down to earth and so cordial? But of course, the physical and, sexual appeal was crazy as the Romanian man was extremely romantic.

“Oh, well I’m stuffed, we should get going. This food is pre-paid so don’t even worry about it. Should I take you home?” “Oh thanks but I drove here so I think I’ll be fine,” I answered. “Are you sure?”, he asked with a serious somewhat dour look on his face. “Uhm, actually, maybe you should,” I said nervously hoping he wouldn’t be offended.

We cleaned up and left the restaurant, he took me into his expensive car and started driving back to the hotel. Something felt off, he was being extremely seductive and touchy, grabbing my thigh and rubbing my chest. Did I like it? Of course.

I walked into the hotel and entered the elevator with him just to see two familiar faces once again, Chris and Henry.

“Oh y/n! Great to see you again! Looks like you’ve had some fun with my friend Seb huh?” Chris said with a funny expression. I couldn’t help but nod and gulp as I entered the elevator with the three men.

We were going up and all of a sudden, Sebastian presses the emergency stop button. I was completely confounded, not knowing what was going on. I tried to push the button again but the three men cornered me in this godforsaken box.

“What does this little boy think he’s doing?” Henry asked as he stroked my hair. I started to sweat, and slightly panic. “W-why’d you stop the elevator?” I said hoping this just was some kind of stupid joke. I reached for the button again until Sebastian covered my mouth with his large hand and pinned me up against the wall.

I didn’t even have time to say anything before my clothes started coming off. They started kissing and biting my body relentlessly and I couldn’t help but moan and whine. “Oh baby I wanna fuck you so bad,” Sebastian said as he and Chris started removing my shirt and pants, leaving me in my tiny little spandex.

“Lay in my lap doll,” Henry said gesturing toward me. I felt so exposed and fragile in the moment. “Count” he said as he smacked my ass cheek. I screamed and jolted a little at the surprising pain and arousal that came from it, “o-one” *SMACK* “t-two” *SMACK* “t-three”. One slap quickly became 15 as Henry continued slapping my ass cheeks until they were bright scarlet and my cheeks were soaked in tears.

“What a good boy you are, now let daddy make you feel good,” Sebastian sad as he grabbed my and gagged my mouth. I was in heaven. Henry started twisting and teasing my nipples as Chris shoved his fingers in and out of my hole. Sebastian rubbing up against my body and his dirty talk made me more aroused than I should’ve been. Cock twitching and my skin soaked in sweat. “Daddy!” I whined as my body was being violated by three sexy men. “Oh the things you do to me baby, now open up for daddy”.

Sebastian whipped out his 10 inch cock and teased my hole making more unholy noises leave my mouth. And all of a sudden, *THRUST* his dick was sliding in and out my hole at a rapid pace. Henry shoved his dick into my mouth and started fucking my face. I moaned on his dick sending vibrations up his cock. “Ugh f-fuck baby you’re so naughty. In the midst of all this sexual pleasure, Chris shoved his dick in my hand. “Come on baby, make me cum,” he said as I started jerking him off.

I was gonna lose it, my body completely drowned in pleasure. “D-addy, I c-can’t take it! I’m gonna c-cum daddy!”. “C-come on baby, w-wait for your daddies, don’t be a s-selfish little b-boy”. At those words, my cock shot a load of cum onto Sebastian’s broad chest. Sebastian felt my hole tighten around his cock and came in my hole, filling my walls with his warm and sticky baby batter. I was completely cum drunk. I collapsed onto Henry’s chest. The three men held me in their strong embrace as the night neared its end, nothing could have ruined this night, except the fact that we were in a damn elevator.

THE END

Thanks for reading everyone hope y’all enjoyed it! (I know it kinda sucks)

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[the-ghost-boo]

The Royal Pardon - Part 1 [Gay Smut]

All characters are above the age of 18.

Hi! This is just another story that I’ve been writing. I was thinking of making it a multi-parter so if you do want a second part make sure to tell me below! As always, I hope you enjoy it - it’s my second ever story so I’m still developing my writing style! Happy reading <3

- The Ghost Boo

It’s not every day that you mess up a prince’s live televised speech. The wind howls as I’m escorted through the long winding palace corridors by stone faced guards and I can’t help but shiver nervously. I’m not anyone important, just some nobody assistant working for the palace who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was in the middle of his speech, speaking passionately about something which I wasn’t paying much attention to - OK I may have been focusing on the noticeable bulge showing beneath his tight trousers when I was meant to be checking the wiring but how can I help it?

Tripping over the wire and falling straight into the prince was not exactly my most gracious moment, but I’ll take what life gives me and in that moment life gave me something I’d only ever dreamed about - I was on top of the prince, pinning him down to the ground below. I was stuck in my fantasy while hell broke loose around me. At least until the Royal Guards dragged me off of him and away.

I’m now here to apologise to him and while it might be nerve wracking, I’m also excited to see the prince again, even if he might be mad at me. 

We finally reach the prince’s room and one of the guards knocks on the door.

“Come in”, calls the prince from inside.

As the door swings open, I can’t help but feel slightly lightheaded as I look at the prince. His soft brown hair creates a halo around his perfect face and his dimples stare me in the face.

“You may leave us”, he says softly to the guards.

Seemingly unsure as to whether to leave, the guards look at each other nervously and shuffle in their places. Apparently it’s unusual for the prince to ask them to leave whilst talking to someone.

“Leave now!”. His voice takes on a more commanding tone and they instantly walk out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind them.

I just stand there in silence, looking at him before I realise what I’m meant to be doing. It’s too late though and the prince starts talking.

“Quite a mess you made yesterday”. 

Surprisingly he doesn’t sound angry, he seems to be just making a remark.  

“I-i’m really sorry your majesty”, I manage to stammer out, “it was a complete accident. I didn’t mean to. Please don’t fire me though, this is all I have, I need this job. I’ll do anything, just please keep me”. 

“Ah yes”, the prince responds, “it would be a huge shame for me to have to fire someone, I hope that it won’t come to that”. 

“I hope so too”, the words come out of my mouth before I can stop them.

“So, you’ll do anything?” he asks.

“Anything your majesty”, I reply.

Before I can even process what’s happening, he stands up and pulls down his trousers in one fluid movement, leaving him in only some very tight white boxers. 

He smirks at me as he tells me, “you said you'd do anything. Well if you want to keep your job and get a royal pardon, then you’ll do exactly what I say”.

Unbeknownst to him, my wildest fantasies are coming true. I'd dreamed of this since I’d started working at the palace a few months ago and first laid my eyes on him. 

“Come forward”, his voice takes on the commanding tone that it did when he spoke to his guards outside, “I need some help. Unfortunately for me it’s not easy to get sexual pleasures as a prince, the only encounters I’ve had have been with me, myself and I”. 

I swallow as he pushes me down to my knees and I’m left facing his impressive bulge. His hands make their way to the back of my head and he pushes it forward until my lips are left touching the soft felt fabric. A musky smell fills my nose - he’s definitely ejaculated into these boxers before.

Softly, he moves away for a second and slips the boxers down his bare legs and flings them into a pile on his bed. His absolutely huge soft cock is now dangling between his legs and without him even needing to say anything, I lunge forward.

I slowly rub my lips against it, tasting it, a tangy taste filling my mouth. Gradually, it starts to grow, until a fully erect 9 inch pole stares back at me. I look up and see the prince smiling at me from above. 

“Suck it”, he commands, “and if you do well, not only will you keep your job - you’ll get a promotion”.

That’s all the motivation I need. I hungrily enclose my mouth around the head, peeling back the foreskin with my mouth. My tongue slips out and I start to lick all around, wetting his dick with my hot saliva. Eventually, I place my mouth around his shaft and start to suck passionately, moving my head up and down it at a rapid pace. Soft moans escape his mouth as he pushes into me, banging against the back of my throat with his dick. I’ve never sucked anyone before, so it surprises me that I’m able to fit the whole 9 inches down my throat.

“Good boy”, the prince moans from above me, “you’re doing great”. 

As my mouth moves up and down, tongue swirling around, enveloping his member, his moans start to increase in volume and frequency. Seemingly unable to resist the urge, he grabs fistfuls of my jet black hair and starts to violently slam my head back and forth. Wow, he’s face fucking me. 

Again and again, the tip of his dick slams against the back of my throat and I try not to gag as his salty pre-cum drips down into my throat. 

Eventually his breathing becomes laboured and he starts to groan. Inside my mouth, I feel him about to climax and quickly, he pulls his dick out of my mouth and holds it above my head. My mouth opens eagerly and I stare up at it, ready to accept whatever he wants to deposit on me.

Finally, after a few short moments, his cock starts to convulse and long ropes of salty white cum start to spurt out, splashing over my face. I shut my eyes as it runs down my face and into my eyes. I open my mouth though and try to swallow as much of that salty whiteness as I can. I’m in ecstasy as the last few drops fall onto my hair, leaving me covered in his spunk.

Wanting to clean himself up, he pushes his helmet onto the tip of my mouth and I slightly open it, my tongue flicking out to clear the last few droplets of cum from it. 

Above me, I heard a low groan and he says, “Well, that’s a promotion for sure!”

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[allthingsmpreg]

“God, Johnny I’m gonna cum already!” Mr Alden said in ecsestasty and frustration, pounding into his former students tight ovulating ass. Johnny, gripping onto the sheets, moved his ass backwards despite feeling as if he was going to be split in two by Mr. Alden.

It’s been six years since Johnny graduated highschool, two years ago he graduated and about year and a half since he landed his good paying dream job. The only thing left that he wanted was a child he wanted, and who better to get it from then his former horn dog god like PE teacher.

“Good, now fucking finish inside me!” Johnny groaned, voice filled of pain and pleasure. “Holy shiiit!” He whimpered as Mr Alden pounds relentlessly at his prostate.

“You sure your on the pill?”

“Yes!!” He lied. “Now cum in m- ohh fuckk!” He yelped as his cock errupts with a contact stream of cum on the sheets under him without touching his dick.

Now Johnny didn’t lie, but he figured it was no point. He wanted this baby, and Mr Alden checked off everything in his list in things he wanted in…a sperm donor if you will. And it’s not like he was going to ever tell him about the baby anyway, so what’s the harm.

“Ohhh fuckk yeahhh! Cum for me boy!” Mr Alden screams delivering hard and slow last pounds into him as he empties his balls into the ovulating boy.

“Gat damn it,” Johnny collapses on the bed as he gets bred. The both of them catch their breath, silence.

“Ready for round two?”

Johnny sits up, trying to come down from the mind shattering orgasm. “Yeah why not.”

Might as well get bred again just to make sure.

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[misterjauthor]

FULL-SERVICE MEN: TOW TRUCK DRIVER

“BABE, what happened to your pickup?” my wife asked on the phone.

“I have no fucking idea. It just turned off while I was driving. When I tried to start it after pulling over, it just cranked,” I said, standing under the shade of a tree to protect myself from the hot midday sun.

“Have you called for service?”

“Yep, already did. Someone’s coming over to tow it to the service station.” I glanced in both directions of the long, empty road.

A tow truck appeared in the distance.

“Babe, the tow truck’s approaching. I have to go. I’ll call you later for an update.”

“If it’s already late, just stay at a motel and leave first thing tomorrow.”

“Oh, god. I hope it won’t take long to fix. But, yeah. I’ll let you know where I’m staying if I have to stop for the night.” I ended the call.

The flatbed truck with ‘Tony’s Towing’ on the side door parked in front of my stalled pickup.

A guy wearing an old baseball cap got out.

“Over here.” I waved him down.

He cocked his head and walked behind the tow truck with a masculine stride.

My heart beat faster.

I looked down at my phone, pretending to be busy texting while checking him out.

His tight, ribbed tank top, off-white from repeated washings, showed off his muscular arms. The rips and holes in his old jeans showed his white skin.

Fuck, he’s hot.

I need to be extra careful. I don’t want my wife to find out about my secret because I got bashed by a homophobe.

“Are you the one who called for a tow, Boss?” The guy around his late twenties asked.

Damn, he’s like one of those models on Sean Cody, especially with his pornstache.

One of the holes near the crotch of his jeans showed the hem of his white briefs.

My khaki chino shorts tightened.

“Yep, I’m Miguel.” I stepped closer to offer my hand, trying my best not to look down at his crotch.

“Tony.” He stopped and shook my hand.

“I’m sorry for being rude on the phone earlier. I was frustrated. I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere and still have a long way to go to get home.”

He stood a couple of inches shorter with a bruise around his right eye. “Don’t worry about it, Boss. What happened here?”

I explained it to him.

“If you want,”—he used a thumb to point over his shoulder—”I can check if a tow won’t be necessary.”

“Really?” I gleamed at the possibility of getting back on the road as soon as possible.

“Pop, the hood.” Tony started walking away.

I jogged past him and pulled the latch below the steering wheel.

The hood jerked with a metallic click.

I stood next to him with one hand up on the cover. “What do you think? Can you fix it?”

“Let me see.” Tony bent over to check the engine. His top rode up, and his beltless jeans lowered to show the upper part of his white briefs.

My heart pumped harder, sending heat through my entire body and more blood to my dick.

I bit my lower lip while staring.

“Boss, did you hear me?” His voice snapped me out of my trance.

“Hmm?” I looked at Tony. “Did you say something?”

“I did. Are you okay?”

“Sorry.” I straightened up. “I got distracted. What was it?”

“Could you try starting the engine? I want to see something?”

“Oh, yeah. Sure.” I went inside the pickup.

My hard dick pushed against the zipper of my shorts.

Shit! Did he see me checking out his ass?

I adjusted my erection before trying to start the engine.

The pickup shook from the cranking but didn’t come to life.

“Stop,” Tony said through the mechanical noise. “That’s enough, Boss.”

I got out and returned to my spot from earlier. “Have you figured it out yet?”

“Not yet. But I have my suspicions.” He moved closer toward me and bent over further to reach for something deeper inside.

I stepped aside to give him room but zoned in on his ass again.

His ass crack peeked through the waistband of his white briefs.

Fuck! I want to drop to my knees, pull his jeans and briefs down, and eat out the man’s sweet hole. While he was preoccupied, I shoved a hand inside my pocket to reposition my hard-on.

Tony stood back up and closed the hood.

“Is it fixed?”

He turned around and wiped his dirty hands on his jeans. “Which do you want first, good news or bad news?”

“Good news.” I kept my hand inside my pocket to not make my bulge noticeable.

“I narrowed it down to a bad fuel pump or alternator. My money is on the fuel pump. Bad news—”

“Let me guess. You can’t fix it.”

“Yeah, Boss. It has to be taken to a mechanic. You can only get the replacement part at the service station.”

“Fine.” I sighed. “So, what now?

“I’ll load your truck in the back, and we’ll get out of here.”

TONY climbed in the tow truck after securing my pickup with ratchets and straps.

His manly musk filled the interior. The smell of a working man. A real man.

Blood surged into my dick.

I shifted in the passenger seat to ease the uncomfortable tightness in my shorts.

Dirt stained the back of his tank top from laying on the ground when he hooked the winch under my pickup.

“Uh, Tony.” I pointed to my back. “Your shirt’s dirty.”

“It’s okay. I have spare shirts in the back seat.” He put his baseball cap on the center console and removed his tank top, revealing a rug of black hair on his chest and an appendectomy scar on the lower right of his flat midsection.

Tony’s arm flexed as he used the soiled shirt to wipe the sweat off him.

I wanted to lick every inch of his glistening upper body, especially his armpits.

To keep myself from staring, I took my phone out and composed a message to my wife. But through the corner of my eye, I continued looking at the shirtless tow truck driver.

After tossing the tank top in the back, he reached behind his seat. “Fuck!”

“What happened?”

“I forgot to bring my bag with the extra shirt. Do you mind if I drive shirtless, Boss?”

Can you get rid of those pants, too?

“No, man. I don’t mind.” I returned to looking at my phone.

Tony put his baseball cap back on, started the truck, and pulled out.

I sent the message to my wife. “How far is the service station?”

“About an hour or so.”

I nodded.

“Where were you headed before your pickup died?”

“On my way home to San Diego.”

“Whoa! What are you doing around these parts?”

“My old high school best friends and I had a reunion weekend at a cabin owned by one of them. It’s been decades since I last saw them, so I came even if it’s far away.”

“Ah.” He gently rubbed his eye with the bruise.

“What happened to your eye?”

“Oh, this?” He pointed to his eye. “A few days ago, I got into a fight with the husband of the woman I’ve been fucking.”

I nodded.

We dropped into an awkward silence lasting a few minutes.

“Can we pull over?” I looked at him. “I need to pee.”

“Sure, Boss.” Tony stopped on the side of the road.

I went under the shade of a tree and took my dick out.

The shirtless driver stayed behind, filling the inside of the tow truck with more of his masculine musk.

My dick came to life again.

“Come on. Stop that.” I closed my eyes and thought of other things.

Pee came out.

“Yeah.” I leaned my head back and savored the relief.

“I might as well take a leak,” Tony stood on my right.

My whole body jerked.

“Fuck! You scared me.”

He chuckled. “Sorry, Boss.”

I kept looking straight ahead. Oh, god. He’s going to pee next to me.

Tony unzipped.

My heart thumped in anticipation.

A stream of piss hit the ground.

While keeping my head still, I looked at his dick.

But his hand blocked my view.

Oh, come on.

Tony switched hands to scratch his thigh. The other hand held his long, soft shaft surrounded by a full bush of black.

My eyes widened at the impressive package. The woman he’s been fucking was lucky.

As my piss stream waned, I started to get aroused.

I forced the remaining drops out and shoved my dick inside. “I’ll be in the tow truck.”

“Alright, Boss. I’m almost done.”

I hurried back.

When Tony returned, we got back on the road.

I sat in silence, hoping Tony won’t mention anything about me checking out his dick.

“Want some of my coffee?” He took a small thermos from the cup holder and unscrewed the top. “I don’t have a glass, but you can use the lid.”

“I’m good. You go ahead.”

“Just let me know if you change your mind.” He took a sip without taking his eyes off the road.

“Thanks.”

“Motherfucker!” He put the thermos back on the holder.

Dark liquid slid down his torso.

“Shit. Are you okay?”

“I’m okay, Boss. It’s not as hot anymore.”

“Tissues?”

Tony pointed at the glove box. “In there.”

A straight porn magazine with a big-breasted model on the cover and a bottle of lube was with the small package of tissues.

I gave him more than a few pieces.

“The magazine is for when I’m horny while waiting for a call out,” he said while wiping himself.

“We’ve all been there, man.” I chuckled. “Sometimes we have to take matters into our own hands.”

He smiled. “In my case, I have no choice. Especially after my bitch’s husband caught us.”

A scene of the straight tow truck driver with his jeans and briefs bunched around his ankles, jerking his lubed cock while looking at the open magazine on the steering wheel played in my head.

My dick returned to full hardness.

“It’s been over a week since I last came inside a mouth or a pussy.”

“That sucks, man.”

“At least it’s not my longest dry spell. There was a time a few months ago when I didn’t have someone on my dick for four weeks.”

“What broke the streak?”

“My neighbor gave me a blowjob while I was drunk one night. That was the first time my dick has been in a dude’s mouth.”

Heat spread through my entire body.

Fuck!

“Have you let a guy suck your dick when a chick is not available, Boss?”

“Nope.” I lied.

“Really? You didn’t experiment in college?”

My straight roommate during our senior year in college made me service him in exchange for not telling Lori about my secret after he caught me sniffing his jockstrap.

But, of course, I’m not going to tell him about that.

“No, man. I regularly have sex with my girlfriend back then.”

“I wish there was someone taking care of my dick right now.” Tony squeezed his bulge. “How about you, Boss? Want to take care of my dick for me?”

The blood on my face drained.

“What?” I snapped my head toward him. “I’m not gay.”

“Bullshit. You’ve been checking me out since the moment we met.”

“No, I wasn’t.”

Tony scoffed. “You think I wouldn’t notice you looking at my crotch?”

“You’re seeing things, man.”

“Really? Was I seeing things when you checked out my dick while I was peeing? You got hard looking at it.”

“I…”

The tow truck driver grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge.

“What are you doing?” I tried to snatch my hand back.

He squeezed and pressed it into his crotch.

My dick wanted to burst out of my shorts.

“Tony, I’m not gay.”

“Boss, I know you’re gay. No matter how much you deny it.”

I got my hand back.

“Are you sure you don’t want this?” He leaned back and opened his jeans, exposing the bulge on his white briefs.

“I’m sure.” My eyes remained on his package.

“If you don’t want it, why can’t you take your eyes off it?”

“I…” I alternated looking at his face and his dick. “Are you going to just sit there? Or are you going to do what you wanted this entire time?” Tony wiggled the brow on his bruised eye.

Oh, fuck it. There’s no point in denying it.

I reached over and grabbed his bulge.

“See. I knew you were a fag.” He continued driving.

The soft meat twitched in my hand.

I started stroking his bulge.

“You like feeling my dick, Boss?”

“Yeah. I’ve wanted to do this the whole time.”

“Why don’t you take it out for me?” He gave a mischievous smile.

I pulled the briefs’ elastic and hooked it under his balls.

His dick flopped to the side, above its nest of pubes. “Do whatever you want.”

“You have a big dick, man.” I wrapped my fingers around the soft shaft.

“Wait until it gets hard.” Tony shifted in his seat for easier access.

Slowly, I stroked him.

“Yeah, keep going. Make me hard.”

I closed my fingers tighter and focused close to the head.

“Is mine the first dick you’ve handled?”

“No.”

“Do you suck?”

“Yes.”

His dick twitched.

“How about you suck mine?”

“Fuck, yeah.” I got up on my knees on the seat and leaned over the central console.

“Look at you,” Tony smirked. “A moment ago, you wouldn’t admit you’re gay. But now, you’re so eager to get on my cock.”

Warmth flooded my cheeks.

I took a few inches of the soft meat in my mouth.

He drew a sharp inhale and placed a hand on my head while driving.

I sucked on the head, making sure to produce enough spit to make it slide smoother.

His shaft has doubled in size.

“Yeah. That’s it, Boss. Work for my nut.”

While holding his balls, I took more of him with each bob.

“Fuck, your mouth feels so good. So warm and wet, like a pussy.” He pushed my head on his hard dick.

The straight man’s feedback made me want to please him more.

I sucked with gusto, like a whore getting a big tip afterward.

“Wait a sec.” Tony pulled me off him.

“Shit!” I sat up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand while looking around. “Is there a cop?”

“Relax. I just want to enjoy the blowjob without crashing into a tree.” He pulled over, pushed his jeans and briefs past his knees, and leaned back.

My body sagged in relief.

Tony put his hand behind my neck and pulled me back on his dick. “Get back to work.”

I got back on my knees and resumed his blowjob.

Salty precum burst inside of my mouth.

While holding onto his thighs, I sucked harder, making my cheeks sink.

He grabbed the handle above the door and leaned his head against the headrest. His other hand went behind my head. “That’s it, Boss. Show me how much you want my cock.”

I danced my tongue around the tip, flicking on the sensitive area under the head.

Tony hissed, “If a cop did show up, I bet you can get us out of trouble by sucking him, too. We’ll share your faggot mouth. Take turns using it. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

The tent in my chino shorts pushed out even more.

“Yeah, I would.” I slid my lips on the side of his shaft.

“You’re such a cock slut.”

I put his dick back in my mouth.

The tow truck driver moaned.

At the same time, I twisted my head like a screw and jacked him off.

Tony grabbed my hair and pushed his hips up. “You suck better than a chick. Maybe I should whore you out to my bitch’s husband so he would leave us alone.”

I let him set the pace of my sucking.

“Your mouth feels like a fucking pussy.” His hips moved faster until he hit the back of my throat, making me gag.

I pulled away to recover.

Tony held the headrest with both hands, exposing his bushy armpits.

While stroking his dick with one hand, I used the fingers on the other to play with his nipple.

“Fuck! That feels good, Boss.”

I started playing with both his nipples.

He grabbed the headrest tighter. “Keep going.”

I took one of his nipples in my mouth.

The straight man hissed.

I alternated between sucking and flicking my tongue the erect nub of flesh.

The manly musk coming from his pits went into my nose.

I lifted his elbow higher and dove into his armpit.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ. No one has ever licked my pit before.”

While savoring his man smell, I continued licking his bushy armpit.

He gripped my hair and pushed me onto his armpit. “You like that? That’s a smell of a real man.”

“Yeah, I love it.”

“I never knew I would like someone licking my armpit. But that’s enough. Get back on my dick.” Tony held his dick by the base and pushed me back down.

I put his dick back in my mouth and resumed sucking.

He groaned in pleasure, pushing his hips into my mouth.

I adjusted my mouth to accommodate his size and let him take control.

The head entered my throat, making me gag.

I pulled away, coughing while jacking his hard meat.

A long rope of saliva stretched from the glistening head to my lips.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Take it all, Boss. I want to know how much of my cock you can take.”

Challenge accepted.

I dove right back and took more of him.

It made me gag again.

But this time, I didn’t pull away and kept going until Tony penetrated my throat.

“Yes, that throat is fucking tight. It feels so damn good.”

Eventually, my nose reached his sweaty pubes, and my bearded chin pressed onto his balls.

“Fuck! You are one talented cocksucker, you know that? My bitch can’t even take more than half of it.”

I continued deep-throating Tony.

“You like a straight man’s cock plugging your throat?”

“Mm-hm,” I answered with my mouth full.

“Where has your mouth been all this time, Boss?” Tony pulled me by the back of my neck and buried his cock deeper.

I grabbed his butt to pull him closer.

“Motherfucker!” He knocked his head against the tow truck’s window. “You should have called me to tow your truck a long time ago.”

I deep-throated him faster.

“Wait, wait.” Tony pulled me off his dick. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

I smirked while wiping my mouth.

“Damn, you’re one great cocksucker, Boss. Do you get fucked?”

“Have you fucked anyone in the ass before?”

“No. The bitches I’ve been with always shut me down whenever I tried it with them.”

Women. They don’t know how fucking lucky they are.

“Yeah, I get fucked.”

“Get in the back.” Tony grinned while taking his jeans and briefs off. “And bring the lube.”

I opened the compartment and grabbed the half-empty bottle.

Tony got out naked except for his old baseball cap.

“Are you crazy? What if someone sees you?”

He got inside the extended cab and closed the door. “There’s no one out here but us. Now, get back here. I want to fuck your pussy.”

My dick twitched at what he called my hole.

After making sure no vehicle approached from both directions, I got out of the passenger side and climbed in to join the straight tow truck driver.

Tony sat behind the driver’s seat, stroking his dick to keep it hard.

I removed my sweaty black polo shirt, chino shorts, and black boxer briefs. My erection bounced when I tossed my clothes in the front.

“What are you waiting for?”

I popped the top of the lube bottle and poured the clear liquid on his dick.

Tony spread it all over.

I put some on my fingers and reached behind to slick me up.

“Come over here and ride this dick.” He held his cock by the base.

Facing away from him, I straddled his open legs and lowered myself on him.

The tip kissed my anal ring and pushed its way in.

“Fuck, man. You’re so big.” I held on to the headrest in front of me for support.

“That’s it. Keep going. The head’s almost in.”

I sat further to receive the straight man’s meat until it entered me.

“Boss, you’re so tight. I fucking love it.”

While looking over my shoulder, I slowly started bouncing on his meat.

Tony leaned his head back and closed his eyes with a smile. “Hmm.”

“You like me riding you, man?”

“Damn! Your pussy feels so good. Much tighter than a woman’s.”

I leaned back on his chest and fucked myself on him, taking more and more of his fat dick.

His face contorted in pleasure while holding my ass to guide me.

“Your cock feels so good inside me, man. I need you to fuck me. Give it to me.” I wrapped my fingers around my erect shaft and jacked myself.

Tony moaned and thrust his hips up to meet my ass until he bottomed out.

“Yes, man. Fuck me. Fuck me like I’m one of your bitches.”

“Grrr.” He lifted me every time his hips pushed up, pulled out quickly, and let gravity bring me down on his cock.

The truck shook, and the windows fogged with the heat radiating from our sweaty bodies. Wet marks showed on his old baseball cap.

It smelled like a locker room after an intense game.

“You want to be one of my bitches?”

I bit my lips and nodded. “Oh, god, yes.”

He lifted me off his cock. “On your back.”

Without complaint, I lay on my back behind the passenger’s seat.

“I’ll show you how I fuck my bitches.” Tony grabbed one of my ankles and opened my legs wider as he guided his dick back inside my hole.

It slid in with no resistance.

I resumed jerking myself off. “Yes, Tony. Wreck my pussy.”

“You’re such a faggot, wanting your pussy to be fucked by a real man.” He pounded me into the door, making my neck bend.

“Put me in my place, man.”

“I bet you went to the cabin even if it was far away because you wanted to ogle at your high school best friends’ bulges.”

It was partly true. I did check out their bulges while we goofed around at the lake. They were almost naked with their wet swim trunks clinging to their bulges, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Or do they already know you’re a fucking fag? They went to the cabin so they could take turns fucking this pussy with their big dicks. Am I right?”

I wish that were true. If they wanted me to, I would have serviced each one of them in a heartbeat.

“Shit! I’m going to cum.” I shot all over my chest and abs. Some landed on my lips and bearded chin.

“Did you cum reliving your high school best friends gangbanging you at the cabin?” Tony held both of my ankles as he saw his dick into me.

I swiped my cum and let him see how I ate my cum from my hand. “Mmm.”

The slapping of flesh filled the inside of the tow truck.

“I’m fucking close.” He tried to pull out.

“No, don’t.” I held onto his torso to stop him. “Cum inside. Knock me up.”

“Such a cock slut.” Tony pumped into me like a piston. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”

His load exploded in my bowels. With each thrust, more of his seed filled me until he emptied the contents of his balls.

He knocked his head on the window, panting.

“That was fucking intense,” I said, looking up at his satisfied face.

“I know. I’ve never cum like that before.”

“You’re welcome.” I grinned.

We fell silent except for our heavy breathing.

When we recovered, he pulled out and slumped on the back seat.

“Don’t tell anyone about this. No one can’t know.”

Tony chuckled, wiping his sweat using the tank top he picked from the floor. “It will be our little secret. But the next time you’re around here, you’ll give me a call. Deal?”

“Deal. Now get me to the service station. I need my pickup fixed so I can return to my wife.”

Miguel’s encounters will continue…

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[chaandniraatpiyakesaath]

We are all alone in my apartment. Hiding behind small talk knowing there's only one thing we'd rather do. His eyes circling my lips hungrily and the next thing I know I'm on the bed and he's on top staring into my eyes. His chain dangles in front of me and unable to contain myself I grab his neck and pull him in for a kiss. His tongue swipes at my lips as if asking for permission and my lips part open allowing him to explore my mouth. Our tongues intertwine and I suck on his tongue which throws him into ecstasy. His hands pawing at my clothes desperate to get them off. I break the kiss and oblige taking my shirt off. I close the distance between our mouths as I feel his hands grabbing my chest.

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[burnttoastsheenaniganz]

Paperwork

FW: smut, anal, desk sex, cheating, internalized homophobia (this is the 80’s after all), mentions of murder and divorce… this fanfic is not for the faint of heart.

Henry sat in his office feeling distraught. With everything going on, how could he not? Charlie was missing, and so were those 5 kids, resulting in dozens of lawsuits against Fazbear’s Entertainment. Another thing that came with Charlie gone… divorce. Henry’s wife wanted one… apparently, Charlie was the only thing keeping them together. Naturally, Henry was upset. This was too much for him to handle, and looking at the paperwork he needed to fill out just made his mind go blank… maybe William could help, he always had a knack for figuring things out, maybe he could help him finish this paperwork.

“William?” he shouts, not exactly expecting the brunette to still be here after hours, but he just wanted to put off this paperwork as long as possible. To his surprise, William rounds the corner into his office. “Hey Hen, what do you need?” The taller man asks while leaning against the doorframe, his work clothes accentuating every curve or muscle as he does so. Henry felt something stir within, but it was nothing, right? After all, he was straight, he married a woman for god's sake, both of them had!

“Just needed some help with the paperwork, every time I look at it my mind just goes blank” Henry admits, usually he was a bit more stubborn about this, but he really needed the help, and William was his best friend.

“Sure, let me see” William responds, leaning over Henry’s shoulder to read the paperwork, his chest lightly brushing against the smaller man’s back on accident for a moment, but he doesn't notice. What he did notice is that the paperwork should have been relatively easy for a man of Henry’s intellect. Ah, Henry was suffering from classic burnout.

“Hen, I think I know why it feels so hard to do the paperwork. You need to take a break, relax a bit” the brunette tried to convince the sandy-haired man. “But will, I have to get it done… I just have to focus…” Henry insisted, though he was finding it extremely hard to, especially now that William was here. That warm feeling was blocking his thoughts! William leans over to look him straight in the eye, his chest pressing into the other's back even more to achieve this. Henry finds himself blushing due to the close proximity, and that warm feeling starts to fill his stomach, starting to travel down somewhere else… But wait! He couldn't feel this way for his best friend! It was just wrong, plus both of them were straight, right?

“Henry, you’re burnt out like there’s no tomorrow, you need a break,” William says, his tone becoming more stern, unaware of Henry’s internal struggle. However, William does notice the pink hue the sandy-haired man’s face seems to be taking on.

“Henry… why are you blushing?” William asks, seemingly starting to catch on to what was happening. “Nothing! Nothing, n- no reason!” Henry stammers in protest a bit too quickly, the ache in his cock starting to grow. Henry starts to subconsciously rub his legs together to create friction, but it doesn't help at all.

“Really? Because I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be red like that if it were nothing…” William stated, leaning closer as he noticed the movement under the desk… that and the effect that he seemed to have on the other. He had an idea… he leans even closer to Henry, their faces inches apart now. “Don't think I didn't notice the way you’re acting because of me…” He whispers huskily, feeling his own cock twitch in anticipation.

“W-William, what are you-?” Henry starts to ask before the other cuts him off.

“Shhhh, just relax… you need a break Hen, so enjoy yourself~” William mumbled seductively into the smaller man's ear, his warm breath sending shivers down Henry’s spine. Henry lets out a gasp as he finds William’s hand massaging the hardness in his pants, sending sensations of pleasure coursing through his body. Henry can't help but let out a strangled moan as William palms him through his jeans.

“W-william… w-we shouldn't… c-cant-” Henry starts to protest, however, William stops him right in his tracks, he knew they both wanted this… badly.

“Stop old sport, we both want this, you know that, so let it happen, and you better fucking enjoy it” Now instead of palming Henry through his jeans, William’s hand found its way into Henry’s pants, taking the smaller one’s hardened cock into his hand and giving it a squeeze, eliciting a moan from the other. He takes the chair out from underneath Henry while holding onto his waist, then he clears the desk of the paperwork and lays Henry on top of it. William was usually very gentle with Henry, but if he got in the mood, he would not hold back… and by the looks of it, he was in the mood. The brunette’s skilled hands quickly undid the pants of the pair, letting them collectively pool at their feet.

“Just relax Hen, I'm not gonna hurt you~” William claims as he lines himself up with Henry’s entrance. He slowly pushes inside, breaching the tight rim of muscle that protected his anus. At first, it hurts, but Henry quickly adjusts to the intrusion, letting out a groan of pleasure as he feels the tip of Williams's penis brush against his prostate. Soon, the brunette’s hips start to move, slowly at first but then speeding up to an almost inhuman pace, repeatedly hitting the other’s prostate, filling the room with sounds of skin against skin and erotic moans.

“W-will… i-I’m getting c-close… fuck you're so big… hgn~” Henry moans as he feels the familiar sensation of reaching the edge, and soon he comes with a loud moan, his hole clenching around William’s cock, milking him dry as his orgasm follows, filling Henry to the brim.

“God, you’re good~” William pants as he holds himself up as to not crush the smaller man beneath him.

“W-we shouldn't have… y-you have a wife and kids… and I'm not divorced yet…” Henry replies in a worried tone.

“Shhh, don't worry about it, there's no undoing it, plus, Clara’s trying to file for divorce too. It's not like we cheated on people who actually gave a fuck.”

“But still-”

“Don't think on it Hen, don't you think on it for one minute” William mumbled sweetly into Henry’s ear, his British accent oddly calming. Henry nods hesitantly, and William pulls out of him with a wet pop.

“Lets clean up, then we can work on that paperwork you needed help with~”

The End

Disclaimer: This is my first time writing smut and I probably used some terms incorrectly, if i did just let me know. Hope ya’ll enjoyed!

#fnaf #fnaf fanfic #william afton #henry emily #helliam #willry #fnaf ship #lemon #smut #fnaf smut #mlm #gaysmut #gayships

[ultrakawaiierenyeager]

undeniable (Itoshi Rin X Isagi Yoichi) blue lock fanfiction - 1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1357151047-undeniable-itoshi-rin-x-isagi-yoichi-blue-lock?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ultraawaiierenyeager&wp_originator=8C8MDMuhP%2FbH73f3WACD%2BkFLZpRhKWpGI5lhsg%2FwP%2BIeW67A2BnESByofbzWgc8NRsRWzEX6tUM4Re1le7m2HhL1NFfuDoq0HkG8InK8ylsmkFZAeKK1X%2BcIWLf0qU%2F6 ''you can romanticize me all you want, but the devil wrapped in silk is still a devil.'' sighed Rin as he locked his green eyes into isagi's while he leaned on the cold marbled wall of the rooftop. ''I don't care if I fall in love with the devil, as long as this devil will love me the way he loves hell.'' replied isagi as he was now inches away from Rin's face. I don't own the characters or the pictures I only own the story. manga spoiler. mature content.

#angst #anime #bluelock #enemiestolovers #fluff #football #gaysmut #isagiyoichi #itoshirin #lovestory #manga #fanfiction #books #wattpad #amreading

[aarrraaaavvvvv]

Well, it's 4:48 am, Ive written like half of the story. I came up with the idea of the story just coz I was horny and imagining stuff but as I started writing it, it ended up becoming much more than a sex story. I haven't started writing the sex part yet, so I decided to just end this part, like it does and the people who are interested in just the sex part can go to the next part.

And if you're actually interested to read this story, go ahead you cute little human....OH BY THE WAY, this is the first story that I'm ever writing.

So here we go,

I've always been kind to him and he's always been just too avoidant. The feelings are clearly mutual but once it was just too much, i took a step back. If he gets his mind in the right place and finally learns how to swallow his pride, then good, or I can find someone else who does.

After a month of not talking to each other, he finally calls me up on a random day. It was the start of the vacation after the mid-semester exams. It was a cloudy day, i was feeling good about my hair, the air was cool just like the tall glass of iced coffee I was sipping. I see his name pop up on my phone, shocked, but i pick it up calmly. There's 3 seconds of silence before...

Him : Hi

I sense the nervousness in his voice. Its kinda cute ngl.

Me : hiieee

Him : Umm, h- how're you ?

Me : Well I'm good, the weathers good as well, exactly how I like it. It's a good day.

Him : Yeah I know you love this kind of weather. Ummm did your exams go well ?

Me : Yeah they did actually, i actually studied this time which is kinda surprising but yeah I feel good about it.

Him : I'm glad.

I can hear him smiling

Me : You sound nervous, are you okay ?

This makes him even more nervous.

Him : Yeah in fine, totally. I'm not nervous. Noo.

Me : Cool.

Him : Well, the weather's good and i thought maybe we can go out today ? Are you free right now ?

Me : Umm, right now ?

Him : Yess right now !!

Me : Well yeah I'm free right now, are you taking me out on a date ?

Him : NO I'm not asking you out on a date, I'm just asking if you wanna go out with me.

Me : Okay, where are you taking me ?

Him : Well, idk if you remember but we always talking about going to that lake together, so we can go there today.....the weather's good too.

Me : Ofcourse I remember that. Sure, we can go there. Just let me know when and where are we supposed to meet and I'll be there.

Him : How about we meet there directly at the lake ?

Me : okay sure.

Him : Well ill be there in like 90 minutes and you live close to there so start your journey accordingly. I'll be there at 4:30.

Me : okay done.

Him : Okay, see you soon.

I hang up. I resume sipping my coffee, keep it down on the table and as i gradually start processing what just happened, the sudden wave of thoughts starts kicking in. I'm actually very happy how he finally reached out, I had lost all my hopes of getting in touch with him ever again but he proved me wrong and as i realise the kind of thoughts I'm having, I try to stop myself.

"nope"

"stop expecting so much"

"it's just a cassual meeting don't have such high hopes"

I've been dissappointed by this guy so much so many times but love makes us stupid and we always go back to having that false hope. But not this time, I'll go see him with the lowest expectations I've ever had, it'll just be like a first date with any other guy i meet on Grindr, even though a part of me will be hoping for him to be like i always wanted him to be, treat me nicely, like a fucking boyfriend.

This is the never ending cycle of thoughts I was expecting while I get finish my coffee in a hurry, take a shower, get ready with the best outfit my not-so-fashionable ass can come up with, and start my journey to the lake.

As I start walking, I recieve a text from him- "I just checked on Google maps, my bus will be there in like 30 minutes".

"Guess I'll have to wait for him", I think to myself as i react to that message with a "👍🏽". It's only fair though, since I'm always the late comer on our previous dates, he's the one showing up late this time.

I reach there, wait for him sitting by the waters. I start listening to the playlist of songs he once made me, even though we stopped talking, i still listen to the playlist and both of us keep adding songs to it every now and then. I recieve a text from him, "I've reached, where are you?".

I playfully reply with, "find me". I KNOW he would be pissed off with this but i do it anyway 😂. After a couple of minutes a pair of hands rudely takes out my earphones from my ears, I turn back and it's him. He stands in front of me, looking cute as hell, with those curly hair covering his forehead and a nervous smile on his face. His lips look sooooo bitable right now but i control my urges and stand up to nervously say hi to him with the creepiest of smiles i could ever come up with. We greet each other and start walking and just having awkward conversations for a while, for a shocking change, he breaks the ice this time and says that it's really good to see me again. I smile and continue walking. His hand brushes with mine as we walk. There's an ice cream shop on at the lake and as we pass by it, i smile and move towards it. He follows me to the shop. While I'm looking at the flavours he says, " let me buy you an ice-cream today". I just stare at him in silence coz it's very new to me, it's always me spending money on others. But since he's been a total bitch to me in the past toh I let him. We both continue walking which ice creams in our hands and on our way back we sit by the water to see the sunset. As we finish our ice creams, the silence becomes awkward again. He nervously puts his hand on mine while I look at a cute cat sleeping by the waters. I look at him and just smile.

Me : I'm glad we met.

Him : same pinch

I feel a little bad as he still hasn't taking about anything i have been wanting him to talk about, he hasn't apologized even once. But i calm myself down and just decide to go with the flow.

Me : Im kinda surprised how you came all the way here just to meet me.

Him : Ughhh, i was just getting bored at home and wanted some time away from my neighbours. My flatmates are all gone for the vacation so it's just me at the flat. I thought I'll have some peace but my neighbour kept bugging me. I had to get out of that place.

Me : Oh, so you're just getting bored that's why you met me.

Him : No it's not that, I wanted to meet you.

Me : yeah whatevs.

Him : Well, i came all the way here to meet you. Maybe you can go back with me to return the favour?

He says with a smirk...

Me : Are you serious ?

Him : Yeah why not? I'd rather be annoyed by you than my gross neighbour.

Me : Well even i wouldnt mind some time away from my annoying cousins.

He smiles and tightens his grip on my hand, we get up and start retreating to his home as it gets darker.

We sit together in the bus, holding hands, he rests his head on my shoulder. Both of us are nervous as fuck but we're just letting our hormones control us. I want it, but i don't want it at the same time. This is wierd, ughhh what if this is all just platonic ?

Songs :

Skinny Dipping - Sabrina Carpenter

Mine(Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift

Electric Touch - Taylor Swift

#gaysmut #romance #gay #cute

[bunnybunbear]

AO3 BTS SMUTS (BXB) - ot7 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1189907602-ao3-bts-smuts-bxb-ot7?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=madhavaramshilpa&wp_originator=TQ2Ov241pRgXD%2FRblSeyAAxoU5iYBFFP4ibyK9cr%2FyzCMuG4Ggp3DYnfyByNy8kFpHoBUbDf2qYmc%2B4z%2FPp40Eo8tNcMD%2FJwi5C%2BdAG9JhWzTRRc450OMjMMd6zpwT3x a compile of my favorite ao3 smuts / oneshots - none of these are written by me! author and ao3 link posted with every shot ❗️❗️❗️ - every shot is labeled with the name of the fic and the ship - every shot is posted with the original ao3 tags, summaries, about how long it takes to read. and my best attempt of describing the fic in emojis -70% of the fics include jungkook in one form or another. sorry not sorry- - i have a chapter regarding requests ✨ ask and i'll look for ya

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[gayfartthings]

I am increeeedibly new to tumblr but I’d like to start using it more. This blog originally just served to keep a collection of my favorite fart stories but maybe it’s time for me to do something more. I think I may try writing a few stories because my horny brain wants to do even more lmao. Anyways if someone out there is reading this and has any suggestions let me know and stay tuned for some smut.

Also all credit to the amazing authors of all the stories that are reposted on this blog

#gay fart #gayfartfetish #gaysmut #gayass

[mrcavill88]

Despondency turned rapture

Pairing: Stepdad Andy Barber x Stepson Male reader

Summary: A recent family passing took a deep toll on you. Never have you ever felt so isolated from humanity. The only thing keeping you going are the lewd activities between you and your stepfather

Word count: 2.1k+

Warnings: 18+, ANGST, mentions of death, SMUT, age gap (reader just turned 18, Andy is 42) drunk Andy, reader is a stoner, intimacy in the shower, Dom Andy, deep kissing, skin biting, stripping, spanking, fingering, prostate orgasm, oral sex, face fucking, unprotected sex, cum control, breeding, cuddling

A/N: Hey everyone thanks for all your support lately. This is my first Steve only fic, hope you enjoy! (If you have any questions/requests, feel free to ask me in my bio;)

You're not quite sure how your life crumbled apart so easily. One moment you're frolicking in the park with your beloved mother and stepfather, then you're hyperventilating in a hospital hoping your mother's life could see another day.

*FLASHBACK 6 MONTHS*

"Mom! P-please *sniffle* please stay with me!" you pled as you tightly gripped your mothers hand, her body laying near lifeless on the hospital bed. "Sir! Why are you in the room? Your mother is in a fragile state I understand your pain but you need to exit immediately!" the frantic doctor yelled as he tried to pry you from your mother.

"Get the hell off me!" you yelled as you shoved the doctor into the concrete wall. "Mom! Mom! Answer me!" you cried as tears stained your cheeks, feeling helpless as your mother remains unresponsive.

And then it came

The longest, most heartbreaking beep you've ever heard in your whole life. The beep that signified the death of your mother. You fell to your knees as you've just accepted what reality has become, a reality without your mother.

"Y/N! What happened? Is she okay?" your stepdad Andy panicked as he rushed over to you, seeing your mother. "N-no, NO! NO!" Andy screamed as he hugged your body tightly, in grievance of your dead mother. Both of you sat on the floor, drowned in tears as you've both lost the dearest person in your lives.

The trip out of the hospital was one that wasn't that long, but for you and Andy? It was a million years. It took a host of angels to get you out of that hospital, several doctors needed to escort you out of the hospital room. That day, a part of you was never the same, you became an incomplete puzzle with a forever missing piece.

*FLASHFORWARD TO PRESENT*

You sit in your bed, still grieving your dear mothers death. A mountain of disposables piling up in the corner of the room, making the room reek of weed. A deep and scratchy exhale left your mouth as you continue to sit in your room, refusing to leave your domain. It seems like years since you've spoken to anyone,

Well, almost anyone

The only trustworthy person in your life? Your stepdad Andy. You two have always had a close relationship, you both understood each other on a level no one else (besides your mother) could. But little did each of you know, the deep feelings you both felt for each other. I mean, how could one resist Andy? His beautiful blue eyes that dilated each time he saw you, his broad figure and chiseled muscles, his structured face and sexy beard. You knew it was wrong, especially after your mothers death, but it was something out of your control.

"Y-Y/N! G-get your ass o-over h-here!" he yelled, slurring his words amid his recent alcohol addiction. You slumped off your bed and walked over to Andy's bedroom, the unpleasant aroma of alcohol filled the room as you shut the door; bottles upon bottles of beer stacked in his closet.

"Y/N, y-you better s-stop sm-smoking, i-it'll kill you. If I f-find one more goddamn c-cart in the t-trash, I-I'm whooping your ass. Understand?" he said, barely able to connect his words together. "You think y-you can talk? It smells like shit in here, I don't know how you keep all those muscles and that jawline when all you do is drink all the fucking time! Give it a fucking break already!" you yelled, right before a thick hand smacked your cheek, you held your face.

Andy grabbed your face yelling, "You speak t-to me like t-that again? I'll fucking k-kill you, understand?" squeezing your face. You nodded as tears formed and fell down your face. You ran out of Andy's room, into your room, slamming the door, staying there for what seemed like an eternity, but was only 2 days.

*FLASHFORWARD 2 DAYS LATER*

A light knock on the door awakened your seemingly endless slumber. You stood up, feeling sticky and extremely hungry, and dragged your body towards the door and opened it to a surprisingly healthy Andy, who didn't smell.

"Hey y/n, I know you probably want to talk to me but, I'm really concerned about you. You haven't left your room in ages and your mothers death (tears up) left its toll on both of us, but I know she wants us to find happiness in our lives. So please, would you come out? Maybe we could spend some time together?" he asked, caressing the cheek that he slapped the other day.

You gave him a blank expression, still feeling a little scared of Andy after what happened yesterday. "Fine". You finally walked out of your room, the sunshine blinding you as you sit down on the couch.

"Now, let's get you cleaned up. Honey, can you please take a shower?" Andy asked, his cute nickname for you leaving you a little bit surprised. You reluctantly entered the bathroom, it seems like an eternity since you last entered it. You undressed yourself and turned on the hot water, waiting for steam to accumulate before you entered. The hot water dampening your soft skin as you cleanse yourself for the first time since your mothers death. As you were washing your hair, you noticed the bathroom door slowly creaked open. The feeling of curiosity and anxiety filled you as you waited for someone to show up.

"Y/N? Can I come in?" Andy asked, as the door was still slightly ajar.

"Come in"

Andy walked in with a white tank top that perfectly illustrated his large biceps and broad shoulders, and, it got hard, and, it seemed that he realized this. He walked over to the shower and opened the door

"Hey! Get out! I need some privacy!" you yelled as you covered your private parts, slightly blushing. "Oh I'm sorry, lemme just close this" Andy said as he seductively slapped your ass, causing you to jolt and moan a little. "GET OUT!" you yelled, clearly aggravated, little did he know a little turned on as well. He left before you finished your shower, you turned off the water, dried yourself off and put on a tight little black tank top and some shorts.

You walked out and approached Andy in the living room, still a little surprised at what he did in the bathroom. "H-hey Andy, sorry I got mad at you there" you chuckled. "Oh it's all good Y/N, in the end, that was my bad. Come sit with me, the patriots are on right now" he said to you, bringing you over to the couch, sitting you next to him.

Oh God

You were feeling things you never felt before, things you shouldn't be feeling, he was your... stepdad. This was wrong, you couldn't help but feel butterflies race around your stomach, your body temperature rising as Andy got closer and more touchy with you.

"So Y/N, you like football?" he asked you, wrapping his muscular arm around your shoulder. You didn't answer him; you couldn't even think straight you were going crazy, sweat accumulating on your forehead.

"Y/N? Why so silent?"

"S-sorry I'm just-" you couldn't even finish your sentence before you found the six foot one man hands all over you, pinning you to the couch.

"H-hey! What're you doing!" you whined out as he got closer and closer to your face. "Oh Y/N, sweet innocent Y/N, I know you like me, in fact, you love me." he said, tightening his grip on you as he was practically an inch away from your face. "N-no Andy, this is wrong! You're my stepdad! What would mom think?" "Y/N, at a certain time, you have to move on, your mother was an amazing person, she would want us to be happy right?"

You shrugged your shoulders in response before Andy's lips crashed onto yours, your tongues twisting together, fighting for dominance; you lost. "Mm baby I've been waiting years for this, you don't understand how hard I'm gonna fuck you" he huffed as he continued kissing you, moving onto your neck. "Fuck, daddy" you moaned.

"Mm, daddy huh? I like that name, you only address me as that now, understand?" You whimpered in response as Andy started biting and sucking on your neck. Moans and whines leaving your mouth as your own stepfather was leaving hickeys on your baby soft skin.

When he was finished with you, you were a moaning and whining mess, breathing in and out at a rapid pace as Andy's eyes starting filling with something, insurmountable lust. "Strip for daddy" he commanded as he put you on your knees. You slowly removed your clothing unveiling your beautiful and slim frame.

Andy stared at your angelic figure, completely awestruck by the beauty that stand before him. He grabbed onto your shoulders and started sucking on your skin again. "Mm fuck baby! You taste as good as you look, you're gonna feel so good with me inside you!"

"Mm, fuck me daddy!" you moaned as the bearded man vigorously bit and licked your skin. He grabbed your body and placed your moaning figure over his lap; you knew exactly what part was next. He squeezed and fondled your cheeks, praising them before his hands gripped them firmly.

"Count"

"o-one" *SMACK* his hand swiftly cuffed your right cheek, causing you to wince in pain, and a wee bit of pleasure.

"two" *SMACK* he smacked your left cheek with even more force, causing you to scream as a tear leaked from your eye.

Said smack became 5 smacks, then 15, then 30. At 31, your ass cheeks were tinted red and tears stained your cheeks as your stepdad had just smacked the hell out of your ass.

"Oh baby, don't cry. Daddy is so proud of you, and he thinks it's time for your reward, baby. Come on, open up"

You aversely spread your legs open, leaning up on the couch you were sitting on. Right then and there, Andy slowly inserted his thick fingers into your tight and tiny hole. He used his spit as a lubricant to make the trip nice and smooth, causing moans and whines to constantly leave your mouth.

"Daddy! Ugh! Fuck daddy! That feels so good!" you whined as his fingers went in and out of your hole.

"Oh baby I love to hear you moan, it's like music to my ears. Now, this might hurt, just sit still ok sweetie?" he kindly said as he started finger fucking you with multiple fingers. Your moans started becoming screams as the feeling of pleasure, pain, and discomfort consumed your body.

"D-daddy! I c-can't take it anymore! I'm g-gonna cum!" you whined as you could feel your cock twitch uncontrollably, completely wet with pre-cum.

"Oh no you don't" he said cupping your cock in his other hand, making you even more horny. "Daddy can't have you cumming yet, I know you can do it, be a good boy for daddy". At this point, you were practically walking on strings, shear milliseconds away from shooting your load.

Andy finally released his fingers from you, sucking on them. "Delicious. Oh baby, you're such a determined little boy, thank you for not cumming, daddy appreciates it! Now, get on your knees baby, daddy needs to unload a little". You were still a little weak from Andy finger fucking you, but you got on your knees as Andy unleashed his meat. You've been picked down by many, but nothing surmounted Andy's cock. It looked to be 8 inches long, and insanely thick. You licked his bitter tip, causing him to groan out, before you started sucking his dick.

It didn't take much before you started gagging, your drool spilling from your mouth as Andys dick invaded every corner of your mouth. "T-take it easy b-baby. Oh fuck! Baby you look so good around my dick like this!" He started to thrust into your face, you almost fell back at his aggression. The sound of moans filled the room as Andy could feel himself getting close. Noticing this, you started moaning and whining on his dick, sending vibrations up his dick. "F-fuck baby" he moaned as he shot his thick and warm cum into your mouth, filling your mouth with his baby batter.

"Oh baby you did so well! Now, it's time for the grand finale! Come on baby, face down, ass up"

You stood crawled up on the couch and did as he asked, face down, ass up, your hole still lubricated after Andy's fingers violated it. "This is a very special memory Y/N, let's make the most of it. Alright?" he softly said before he violently thrusted his cock in your hole, going in and out aggressively.

"Daddy! Ugh! I love your cock so much daddy!" you whined as his meat was invading every bit of your insides. His thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier by the second as the pleasure he felt weakened his knees.

That's when it happened

His dick thrusted into your prostate causing you to go crazy, cock twitching uncontrollably as cum shot from your cock onto the couch, practically painting a section white. "B-baby, I-I'm close, y-you're doing so well" Andy groaned as he was once again close from summing, this time inside you.

"I love you daddy!" you screamed as your legs started to wobble. At those words, Andy lost it. His cock shooting ropes and ropes of cum into your velvety walls, painting them white. You both collapsed on the couch, completely drowned in pleasure after having sex the best sex of your lives. You crawled up onto Andy's muscles, cuddling up against him.

"I love you" you said before you lightly kissed his lips

"I love you too Y/N" he huffed before you both fell asleep in each others arms

THE END

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[the-ghost-boo]

The Mall Santa [Gay Smut]

Hi! This is the first piece of smut that I've ever written, so I hope you enjoy it! I would love to get feedback on what you think of it! The story is fully fictional and the first half is mainly just setting the scene so if you want to get straight into the smutty part of it head down to the second "paragraph". Happy reading <3 - The Ghost Boo

“For fucks sake”, I sigh, aware of the fact that in the 2 hours that we'd been at the mall, I've bought only one of the dozen gifts that I had to buy for Christmas.

“Dude, stop stressing”, Jade tells me, giving me an encouraging smile, “everything will be fine”.

Once again, I sigh, leaning my head against the cool glass of the cafe's window. 

“It would be”, I say, “but I don't know what to get”. 

My eyes rake around what little I can see of the mall from outside the cafe's windows. There isn't much to see, just a terribly decorated Christmas tree which looks like the decorations were chucked on by a minimum wage worker who couldn't give less of a shit. The only other thing there is to see is a Mall Santa sitting on his chair giving away presents to everyone and anyone who queues up. 

“It's honestly not that hard”, Nicholas tells me, “and it's your fault you left it till this late”.

He's not wrong there, I haven't even bought a Christmas card for my brother, let alone bought gifts for everyone. Groaning, we all get up, having finished our coffees. 

“Let's get out of here”, I declare. 

“Let’s get some of your gifts bought”, Nicholas grumbles. 

As we exit the coffee shop, we pass the Christmas tree and stop to admire it. 

“What a disgrace”, Nicholas laughs, “and they call themselves the biggest celebrators of Christmas”.

A sharp intake of breath comes from beside me as Jade whispers, “Holy shit, so hot”. 

I glance at her worriedly, “Jade are you blind or something, it looks li-”. Trailing off, my gaze makes itself to where she's looking. The Mall Santa. She's right, he is hot. Locks of soft gold hair frame his angular face and I find myself entranced. 

Until, his piercing blue eyes meet mine. Quickly, I look away feeling embarrassed, but not before I catch a slight movement of his eye. Did he just wink at me?

“Jackson”, Nicholas shouts excitedly, “this is exactly what you need”.

“What?” I ask confusedly, “what are you on about?”

“The Mall Santa”, he says, nearly jumping in delight, “you can ask him what to get for everyone”.

Just as I'm about to tell him what a stupid idea it is, Jade says, ‘“oh my god. He's right, you should go talk to him”. 

Sighing in defeat, we all start ambling towards the lengthy queue. 

“WHAT THE FUCK”, Jade nearly screams. Glaring at her as many people look over to us, she lowers her voice. 

“That's Aiden Ross”.

Nicholas gasps. He knows Aiden Ross. I know Aiden Ross. The hottest guy in school, the type of jock who has all the girls lusting over him and should ignore meaningless nobody's like me. 

“Maybe this isn't such a good idea”, I mumble.

“Nonsense”, Nicholas giggles, “you'll be fine, he won't eat you”. 

As I join the end of the queue, I wave to Jade and Nicholas, “Go do some shopping, you don't have to wait for me, I'll text you when I'm done and we can meet up”. 

Just as it looks like Jade is about to protest, Nicholas pulls her away and I'm left alone in a slowly diminishing line of people. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, I reach the front and Aiden gestures at me to come forward. I awkwardly stand in front of him, not knowing what to do. Laughing, he pats his legs.

“Come on”, he says.

“Are you joking?” I ask, “I'm not going to sit on your lap, I'm not a little kid”. 

“The rules are the same for everyone”, he smirks, “if you want to see Santa you sit on his lap”.

It's not like I don't want to do it. Ever since I was paired with him for chemistry last year, I've been dreaming of sitting on his lap. Of sliding my hand into-

“So Jackson, are you coming or not”, he asks impatiently. 

I'm surprised that he remembers my name and as if reading my thoughts, he says, “I don't forget a pretty face like yours”. 

Impatient grumbles fill my ears as the people behind me tell me to hurry up. I make my way over to him and plonk myself down on his lap. As I'm sitting down, I can't help but notice that the santa trousers are slightly too small for him, so the outline of his rumoured 8-inch cock is slightly visible beneath them. 

“So”, he murmurs into my ear, “what brings you here”. 

“Well, I was just-”. 

I stop abruptly as I feel something poking into my buttocks. 

Glancing into his perfect face, I ask, “Is that?”

He moves his mouth closer to my ear and whispers, “My dick? Yes it is. Is it bothering you?” 

My slightly insane gay brain takes over before my common sense brain can react. 

“Of course not”. 

I adjust myself slightly and the hardness beneath me grows harder. A slight moan escapes him.

“I've been dreaming of this since last year”, Aiden gasps.

Slightly shocked, I reply, “I've dreamed of your cock since I first saw you”. 

With a devilish grin, he takes my hand and says, “Should we bring this elsewhere?”

My nod is all the answer that he needs.

“Sorry”, he yells behind him as he takes my hand and leads me to the staff room, “we're closed!”

Slamming and locking the door behind him, he shoves me into the tattered sofa which lies in the centre of the room. I fall backwards onto it, my erect dick already pressing up against my trousers. Aiden moves rapidly towards me and slams down his lips onto mine. Slipping hungrily downwards, his hand finds its way to the waistband of my jeans and he tugs them down my legs. Beneath my white Calvin Klein boxers, the defined shape of my dick is trying to escape. Still kissing me, his tongue flicking through his teeth and parting mine, his hands start to gently knead my cock from the outside of my boxers. I gently moan under the pressure of his mouth against mine. With a quick flick of his hand, I feel my boxers tear in half and my dick springs free. He grabs it with his hands and slowly pumps it up and down and I can't help but whimper into his mouth. His hand moves expertly across my shaft and a pressure starts to build up. Moans escape from my mouth just as I'm moment away from climaxing.

“I'm not ready for you to cum just yet”, he says, “it's your turn now”.

Abruptly, his lips leave mine and he takes off his shirt. Then, in one fluid motion he pulls his trousers and boxers down, letting his massive erect member slap into his chest. My eyes bulge at the size of it and I feel intimidated by it. 

“Suck it”, he commands.

For a moment I don't move, just staring at the full 8 inches of gloriousness.

“Now!” he roars impatiently.

I quickly move my mouth towards it and slip it into my mouth.

“Oh my god, that's it”, he moans as my mouth moves along it, leaving a glistening trail of my saliva. Without warning, he grabs my head and pushes his dick right into the edge of my throat and I start gagging. Tears start to fill my eyes and just as I'm about to run out of air he lets go of my head and I take in a deep breath. 

“Don't stop”, he whispers. 

He doesn't need to say more. I put my mouth back onto his cock and my tongue starts to swirl around it, licking all over. I flick my tongue under his frenulum and beneath his foreskin, savouring the light saltiness of it. He groans and starts to buckle against me. 

“I'm about to cum”, he whimpers.

He puts his hands on the back of my head again and pushes his cock right down my throat, to the point where my nose grazes his freshly shaved pubes. Frantically, he face-fucks me, slamming his cock in and out of my mouth, so quickly that I can do nothing but sit there, until a massive moan fills the air and his throbbing cock spasms in my mouth. He deposits long ropes of sweet white cum deep into my throat and I let it sit there in ecstasy. Finally, after what seems like hours, he's done ejaculating and lets his glistening, thick member fall from my mouth. Right as he grabs hold of it and slaps it gently across my face, making a soft splatting sound, a voice comes from outside the door.

“Aiden are you in there? There's a long line of people waiting for you”.

“Shit he breathes”, as a few remaining drops of oozing white substance drips from his tip onto the soft carpet below.

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[misterjauthor]

FULL-SERVICE MEN: PLUMBER

“BABE, are you at the house?” my wife asked.

“Yeah, I just got here.” I switched my phone to the other ear and closed the front door.

“I’m sorry for making you leave the store in the middle of the day. I forgot a patient had an appointment this morning.”

“It’s okay, babe. My employees can handle the hardware store for a couple of hours without me.” I went into the kitchen to check the broken sink.

“Has the plumber arrived?”

“Not yet. What time was he supposed to be here?” I leaned my butt against the kitchen island and crossed my legs.

“Ten-thirty.”

I checked my wristwatch. “It’s already eleven.”

“Maybe he got caught in traffic or something.”

The doorbell chimed.

“That must be him.” I pushed off and started walking toward the front door. “Don’t worry about things here. I’ll take care of the plumber.”

“Yeah, I got to go. My next patient is here. Thanks, babe.”

“See you later.”

The line disconnected.

I shoved the phone inside my pants pocket and opened the door.

A big bear of a man, a couple inches taller, stood outside. His barrel chest and belly filled the navy overalls. The sleeves of his tight white shirt underneath threatened to rip from his massive arms.

Damn, this plumber is fucking hot.

“Good morning.” He put the huge-ass toolbox down on the floor and flipped through the pages on his clipboard. “I’m here to fix Lori Chavez’s sink.”

“She’s my wife.” I extended my hand. “I’m Miguel Chavez.”

“Jason Walker.” A smile showed on his brown and gray stubbled face.

“Come in.” I stepped aside to let him through.

He picked up his toolbox and entered. “Where’s the sink?”

“In the kitchen.” I shut the door and led the way.

The plumber looked around as he followed. “Nice house.”

“Thanks.”

We got to the kitchen, and I directed him to the sink on the granite island.

Jason set the toolbox down on the floor and tinkered with the sink. He opened and closed the faucet and peeked in the drain with a pen flashlight.

“Do you need help with anything?”

“It’s okay. I can manage.” Jason got on all fours to check the pipes underneath, giving me a view of the plump ass in his overalls.

Blood rushed into my dick, tightening my underwear.

I squeezed my erection through my black pants while the plumber can’t see me.

Jason came out from under the sink, took some tools from the toolbox, and lay on his back. His open legs showed off a big mound in the crotch of his coveralls.

Another rush of blood went into my erection, making standing uncomfortable.

I turned around and went to the fridge to get ingredients for a sandwich before he noticed my hard-on. “Do you mind if I have my lunch while you work?”

“Go ahead.”

“Do you want one?”

“No, it’s okay. I ate before going here.” His voice mixed with the clang of tools and pipes.

“How long have you been a plumber?” I placed bread slices on a plate and assembled my lunch.

“Twenty years. My dad owned the business. But he left it to me two years ago after he passed away.”

“I’m sorry about your dad. It’s the same with my old man. I inherited my hardware store from him.”

“And what does the missus do?”

“She’s a psychiatrist.” I finished assembling the sandwich and hopped on the counter across from him before taking a bite. “How about you? Do you have a wife?”

“Divorced. We have a teenage son, but she has custody.” Jason scratched his bulge.

My dick twitched.

I stared at the big mound as I took another bite, imagining myself between his tree-trunk thighs with my face pressed against his bulge.

“Miguel?”

“Huh?” I snapped out of my fantasy and glanced at him peeking from under the sink. “I’m sorry, what?”

“You have mayonnaise on your beard.” He gestured on his facial hair.

“Oops. Thanks, man.” I wiped my face with a paper towel.

He went back to work.

As I ate the last bite, water burst from under the sink.

“Fuck!” Jason yelled as he tried to plug the pipe with his hands.

The torrent of water stopped, but some still escaped, drenching his clothes and flooding the floor. “Quick! Shut the water main.”

I jumped off the counter in a panic and bolted out the back door to close the valve. “Has it stopped?”

“It stopped,” his faint voice reached me outside.

When I returned, Jason stood next to the island, unfastening his coveralls. His soaked white shirt clung to his pale skin.

“Let me get you a towel.” I hurried to the bathroom, grabbed a couple, and went back.

The huge plumber stripped down to only a pair of wet white briefs. His fat, cut dick showed through the almost transparent fabric.

My dick shot back to hardness and pressed against the zipper of my pants.

I tore my stare away before he caught me looking and handed him the towels. “What happened?”

He thanked me and started drying himself.

The soft meat dangling inside the wet pouch swung as he wiped the water off his skin. “The shut-off valve broke. I’m not surprised. Whoever did your piping used plastic instead of metal. I have one in the toolbox and replace it later.”

I left again and returned with cleaning stuff to get rid of the pool of water in my kitchen.

The almost naked plumber took the mop and worked on the floor. His dick passed in front of me while I was crouched down using rags and wringing them out in a bucket.

It took all my will to keep myself from reaching out and grabbing the straight man’s sausage.

My hard-on kept throbbing in my pants.

It’s a good thing my pants were black. The tent won’t be noticeable unless one looks for it.

After we got rid of the flood, I asked, “If you want, you can borrow one of my boxers while I toss your clothes in the dryer.”

“That would be great, man. It would be nice not to work in wet underwear.”

I returned with a pair from my dresser. “I hope this fits. You’re bulkier than I am.”

“No problem. It’s only temporary until my clothes dry up.” Jason inserted his fingers in the waistband of his briefs and pushed them down, not caring if I was standing in front of him.

His fat dick dangled between his legs over balls surrounded by a full bush of brown and white.

I wanted to reach in my pants to adjust myself because the uncomfortable tightness returned.

“Thanks, man.” He faced me in all his manly glory with a smile and gave the wet briefs with the other wet clothes.

To keep my voice from cracking, I nodded in reply and took them.

Jason put my boxers on.

My eyes zoned in on the sizeable package bulging in front.

He cupped his crotch and looked at me. “You’re right. It’s a little snug. It feels like my dick will burst out of your underwear.”

“I could grab something else from my dresser if you want.”

“Nah, it’s perfectly okay. Don’t worry about it, man.”

“Okay. I’ll be right back.” I left him alone, but once I was out of sight, I shifted my dick to give it room to breathe.

After tossing his clothes in the machine, I returned to the kitchen.

Jason was on his back under the sink.

“Everything okay here? Do you need anything else?”

“Actually, could you hand me my other wrench?” He pointed to the toolbox between his bent open legs.

I dropped to my knees and grabbed the tool requested while secretly staring at the big mound on display inside his borrowed boxers.

“You got it?” He lifted his head to look at me.

“Here.”

“Could you stay there just in case I need something else?” Jason reached for the wrench.

“Uh, sure.”

He went back to work on the sink.

I resumed staring at his crotch, licking my lips in wishful thinking I could run my tongue on the straight man’s meat.

Jason cleared his throat.

I snapped my gaze to his face.

“You like what you see between my legs?” He asked with his head lifted, flashing his pearly whites.

“No, man.” I shook my head with my hands in front of me. “I was not looking. I promise.”

He put the tools down to one side and grabbed his crotch. “How about you come over here and suck this for me?”

“Seriously, man. I’m not gay.”

“Stop pretending you don’t want to. You’ve been checking out my cock this entire time. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”

“I’m not pretending.”

“Bullshit. Come on. Wrap those fag lips around my dick. I haven’t had sex for at least a week. My balls are full of cum just for you.”

I swallowed and imagined the sensation of his load sliding down my throat.

The thumping in my chest got harder.

“Man, I have a wife and son.”

“So? It doesn’t change the fact you want to suck my cock.”

Should I give in and do it? I can’t risk people finding out my secret because of a quick blowjob on some guy—a hot straight random guy.

“Don’t worry about people finding out. I’m not going to tell anyone. It will be our little secret.”

I stared at him in silence, trying to decide what to do.

“Go ahead. Suck it.” Jason removed the hand on his bulge.

My throbbing hard-on made the decision for me.

Slowly, I slid the toolbox out of the way and crawled closer to his crotch.

His lips lifted into a cocky smirk.

I reached for the meaty bulge and massaged it through the boxers.

“See? I knew you were a fag.” Jason shoved his thumbs through the underwear’s waistband and pushed them down.

Grabbing the hem, I helped him and tossed them to the side.

His dick shifted to the side like a wordless invitation when he opened his legs wider.

I wrapped my fingers around the soft shaft and dove down, putting it in my mouth.

“Fuck, yeah. Suck my dick.”

Adding suction, I produced more spit and sucked.

The straight plumber’s dick started growing.

He put a hand behind my head and moaned. “Your mouth feels so good on my cock. Keep going.”

“You like it?” I asked while stroking him.

“Yeah.” Jason stood up and held the hard dick at the base.

I knelt in front of him and lined up my lips near the head.

He pulled me on his crotch. “Get back to work.”

After taking the man’s meat back in my mouth, I bobbed without holding onto any part of him.

The head hit the back of my throat, making me gag.

But instead of pulling away, I kept going.

“Damn, this is not your first time sucking cock. You’re better than my ex-wife.”

His compliment made me hornier.

I opened my pants, took my dick out, and stroked myself.

“Look at you, pleasuring yourself with my cock in your mouth. I knew you were a cocksucker when I caught you checking out my crotch working on the sink.” He slid his hand through my black slicked back hair.

I matched my hand with the speed of my bobbing.

Jason pulled out and slapped it against my face. “You want this big dick, fag?”

“Yes,” I nodded. “I wanted it ever since you set foot in the house.”

“That’s right. I fucking knew it.” He stabbed his dick into my mouth and pulled my head harder, burying it deep. “Fags like you marry women to pretend you’re straight. But once real men like me show up, you drop to your knees and take our cocks.”

I kept sucking.

He pulled me off his dick by my hair. “Am I right? Answer me.”

“Yes, I’ll suck any straight man who wants their dick sucked.”

Jason held both sides of my head and fucked my mouth. “Fucking slut for cock.”

Without complaint, I let the beefy plumber use me like his personal sex toy.

He directed me toward his hairy balls. “How about you work on those for a while?”

I alternated licking and playing each testicle with my tongue and occasionally sucked on it.

The plumber knocked his head back. “Fuck, yeah!”

I continued working on his balls while he jacked off.

He pulled me back on his dick, shoving it in one go, making me choke.

But once I recovered, I sucked and stroked his dick at the same time while stroking my own.

“Look at me while you service my cock.”

I pulled his dick out and slapped it on my face while looking up at him.

“If only your wife could see you now, thinking she married a real man, but in truth, he’s on his knees worshipping another man’s cock. What a fucking liar?”

Ignoring his humiliating comments, I devoured the plumber’s dick again, making sure he saw the head bulging out of my cheeks with each suck.

“Get up.” He yanked me by my polo shirt and bent over the kitchen island. “Take those off. I need to fuck that pussy.”

I pushed my pants and boxers to my ankles and kicked them to the side.

“Nice ass.” He slapped and squeezed my ass cheek. “Has anyone told you your ass is like a woman’s?”

“Yes,” I said, looking back over my shoulder. “My buddies at the gym.”

Jason scoffed and whispered in my ear. “I bet you always wanted them to fuck your pussy in the locker room. Or maybe one of them beat me to it already. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if all of them had been inside your pussy. You’re a fucking slut, after all.”

I stayed silent because he was right. I’ve jacked off to that fantasy. All four of my buddies gangbanging me in the middle of the locker room while other gym patrons watch.

He opened my ass cheeks and inspected my hole using his thumb.

It winked at him.

“Got lube?”

“Use the olive oil in there.” I pointed to the cupboard behind us.

The plumber grabbed the bottle, poured some on my crack, and pushed his middle finger in.

I reached back with one hand, spread my cheek apart, and relaxed.

“You’re tight,” he said as it went in further.

“It’s been a long time since I got fucked.,” I said with my eyes closed.

“We need to loosen you up for my dick.” The fat digit moved in and out.

“Please, be gentle.”

“I can’t promise that,” Jason added a second finger. “Once I get inside a pussy, I fuck it hard. You’re just another hole for me to use.”

A whimper came out of me.

“Better think of an excuse to tell your wife when she sees you walking funny later.”

I gripped the edge of the island when a third finger went in.

His finger sawed into me until he said, “I think you’re ready. Want my dick inside your pussy?”

“Oh, god, yes.”

Jason chuckled, poured olive oil on his dick, and aimed it at my hole.

My eyes clenched tight as the invading head met resistance from my anal ring.

“Shit, you’re so fucking big.”

“Come on. Let me in. I’m gonna fuck you good like you’ve never been fucked before.”

After taking a few deep breaths, I opened up.

The head breached.

He slapped my ass. “There you go. I’m in.”

“Wait.” I reached back for his belly to keep him from moving. “Let me get used to it for a second.”

Minutes passed.

“Go ahead.”

Jason put a hand on my lower back and started slowly fucking into me.

I bent over until my chest pressed against the island’s cold granite surface to make his dick go in easier.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good, just like a woman’s, but tighter. I’m gonna have to fuck this again soon.” The straight plumber fucked faster.

“Come back and fuck me anytime you want.”

“Oh, I’ll definitely come back.” He pulled out and circled the head at my hole before stabbing it inside again. “We’ll pretend there’s something wrong with the shower, and I’m gonna fuck you in the bathroom while your wife is somewhere in the house.”

Fuck!

“Do you want that, huh?” He pushed his whole dick inside me. “Me, fucking you behind your wife’s back?”

“Mm-hmm. We have to be careful. She can’t know.”

“We’ll make sure we won’t get caught.” He held my hips and pulled me, slapping my ass into his crotch.

I moaned in pleasure.

One hand pushed me down while the other held onto my shoulder as he pounded me into the kitchen island.

Moan, whimpers, and the slapping of flesh filled the room.

Jason lifted one of my legs and put my feet on the edge of the island, opening me up more for him.

“Give it to me, man. I need your big dick inside me. Use me to get yourself off.”

Holding his dick at the base, he kept pulling out and stabbing it back in. “Does it feel good to have me inside you?”

“Fuck, yes! I miss having a big dick inside me.”

He pulled out and slapped my ass. “On your back and get that pussy over the edge.”

I removed my polo shirt and climbed up the granite island.

Jason held one of my legs by the ankle and punched his dick back inside my hole.

“Ugh!”

He draped my leg over his shoulder and started plowing into me. “I’m not going to get tired of fucking this pussy.”

I grabbed the edge over my head and braced myself for the assault.

“Good thing I took this call myself instead of delegating it to one of my guys. He would’ve been the one enjoying this prime pussy.” Jason shifted positions to fuck from a different angle.

His dick rubbed against my prostate.

“Shit! Right there. Keep fucking me right there.”

“Like this?” Jason piston in and out of me like a machine.

“Oh, god. I’m going to cum.” I held the back of my knees and pulled my legs to my chest.

He kept hitting my pleasure button.

“Ah!”

I exploded without touching myself.

Shot after shot, my load hit me on the face, the chest, and the abs until nothing else came out.

“Your pussy is squeezing my dick! I’m going to cum, too.”

“Don’t pull out. I want it inside me.”

Jason slammed into me harder, making my body shake with each fuck. “Here it comes.”

“Breed me, man. I want your baby.”

“I’m going to knock you up!”

Warm cum hosed my insides until he unloaded every drop of his baby batter and collapsed on top of me.

We panted heavily on top of each other, glistening with sweat.

After we recovered, Jason finished fixing the sink, showered, and dressed in his dry clothes.

I gave him a check for his services.

“Just give me a call when you need me to work on your pipes again.” The plumber gave a smug grin and winked.

Miguel’s encounters will continue…

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It's new years eve and instead of going out you and me decide to stay in. Candles are lit and the lights are off. Aroma of the vanilla scented candles fills the room as we snuggle against each other. You prop my chin up with your fingers and give me a few pecks on the lips. Unable to contain myself I grab your face and kiss you. My hands tousling your hair and yours gripping my neck. Slowly your hands start to roam till they find places to settle in the nooks of my body. Slowly our clothes come off, our lips rarely separating. Finally we are both out of breath, red faced staring at each other.

We kiss again. My hands running down your back, lightly scratching my nails while your hands have found their way to my ass. I can feel you separate my cheeks and swipe your fingers across my hole.

As I leave a trail of marks down your back I feel your finger push past the anus inside me. I gasp as you start pushing it in and out. Taking the opportunity you put your other finger in my mouth. Simultaneously fucking both my mouth and my ass. The number of goes steadily increased from 1 to 4 with the speed increasing. I feel you stretch your fingers open inside me causing me to constantly squirm against you.

Once you think I've had enough you let your fingers out leaving my ass feeling open and empty. I feel your hands guide me down and I know what you desire. Once face to face with your dick I hold it in my hands give it a few strokes. My tongue darts out licking the underside. I tease you with my tongue, a few licks here a few licks there. As I feel your hands creep up my head I feel the small sense of control I had leaving my body. I open my mouth as wide as I can so that I can fit the girth easily. I feel you slowly push your dick in till your balls gently slap against my chin. Once I'm used to your penis on my throat you start pistoning in and out of mouth. Your strokes are hard and slow at first. I can feel each vein, each dip as you thrust against my tongue. Eventually your strokes become fast and urgent deep in the back of my throat. I feel you unload and as you take your dick out I can taste the last few drops of your cum.

I heaved sighs of relief but I underestimated your stamina as you turn me over onto my stomach. You push my face down into the pillow and bury your face in my cheeks. I feel your tongue lapping at my stretched hole as if admiring your own handiwork. I can't handle this anymore and need you inside me.

I feel the bed shift as you get up and position yourself at my entrance. It doesn't take much effort for you to push inside me, filling me up like a cup filled to the brim. Giving me no time to adjust you start hammering into me. I don't know how much time has past all I can feel is your dick inside me. Finally as the clock strikes 12 I feel you flooding my insides. You slump on top of me, a tangle of sweaty limbs and whisper "happy new year".

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