u/InevitableRising

Despite all the fun of popping cherries and fucking local hos, there was still a certain kind of guy I hadn't yet hooked up with. I really wanted a taste of the stereotypical DL jock.

I will warn you right now that the following hookup involves me bottoming (yes it happens!). Also, the following dude was a little too "straight" at times (borderline homophobic). But if you can get through it, trust me this was a hot one and it set up for another encounter which I'm just as eager to tell you about.

So whenever hanging out at Marcela's campus I would hop on the ol' apps. Even that first night I was there, the one when I met crazy-ass Nick, I had briefly scrolled the grid. I continued to do so when I was around and part of my motivation was to see if I could click with the elusive DL jock type.

Well, elusive was the wrong word, because they were everywhere. And even more the later it got at night: by midnight I'd see blank and faceless profiles everywhere. One time I even showed Marcela my phone when literally every guy on the grid was blank. "See, this is why us women can't trust guys. Look how many guys are actually secretly on apps like this!"

"Honey, that's because this is a college campus and half the guys are gay or trying it on for size." This discussion was funny however in light of what ended up happening.

The night when this all happened it was already pretty late. I didn't expect to hookup with anyone and that was fine, because I'm not that desperate of a slut I swear. But then I'm on the app for good measure and a message comes through. "21 m discreet here, you looking?"

The profile was blank as a wall of gray paint but that didn't mean anything. "Potentially, 18 M," I said. Oh, that reminds me. One thing I had started doing was taking off my face pics sometimes. I know, it's kind of gross, but I thought that maybe if I "got on their level" I would fit in with the DL boys more. Anyway, it seemed to work, because this dude was hitting me up.

Next thing I knew I was getting the dump. Ah yes, the dump, that unsolicited photo drop along with some wall of text to define all the guy's rules. In this case, what I got was some mouth-watering eye candy that made me stop pretending to dance at this random party. If a DL jock is what I wanted, that's what I had got. And fuck, this was a jock. Sexy, sculpted upper body with that puffy-looking quality because it looks like a water ballon, and I'm speaking of shoulders, arms, pecs, even his abs. His cock was about 6.5 and nice and thick with trimmed pubes. All his selfies were taken in weird lighting that consisted of a dark background and a spotlight. It looked like interrogation footage lol.

Along with the pics he had sent, "21 m jock here. Only TOP, looking for bottoms only. If I messaged you it means you need to host. Clean, no drama, discreet only."

Oh, well. Was I really in a bottom mood tonight? And hosting, there was no chance of that happening. "You're damn hot man. I'd send my pics but I can't host, sorry," I sent. To my surprise my phone vibrated the next moment.

"Send your pics," he typed. Well ok Mr. Demanding, I thought.

I dropped a few, trying to be careful about including my cock since it might, uh, turn him off. He got pics of me holding a joint outside, me flexing in the mirror, and then I dug deep to find a couple ass shots for him. It wasn't my best feature, but it was cute and tight and peachy.

"That works. You down?"

"I still can't host," I said, confused.

"Never mind that. I can host tonight." There was a pause then he sent, "I'll send you where to meet in 10 mins."

Suddenly I got a big fucking thrill and grinned. Marcela immediately clocked it and knew I'd be parting company soon. (She knows me so well.) The only thing was, I had somehow signed myself up to bottom.

From what I could tell, this guy's cock was right at the limit of what I could expect myself to take without notice. Even so, the stars really have to align right for me to bottom and to be perfectly honest, there was probably 50/50 chance in my mind if I'd end up following through with that part. The one wild card was that I hadn't seen his face (nor had he seen mine), but he just looked like he'd be a stud.

So without belaboring this part, I started walking (in the cold) towards where he said to meet him. It wasn't even a real address but some random parking lot and it was across campus fucking 45 mins walk away. When I got there, I was thinking this had better be good. Finally somebody showed up in a black hoodie pulled down low. I wanted to roll my eyes but I could see how that hoodie made way for his body, stretching over a huge muscle chest, and I thought maybe this will be worth it after all.

So paranoid DL boy hadn't even given me his address and instead led me on another fucking 10 minute walk, back the direction I came from! He didn't talk and finally we walked up to the second floor of a townhouse. My first thought on going inside was, the place looked very neat and homey. The only exceptions were tons of empty bottles on the counter and also a gaming console on the pause screen with some blankets and chips on the ground.

"This way," came the deep clear voice. I followed him down a short hall and into the bedroom. That's where the vibes got even more homey with a crisp bedspread, matching lamps and framed art on the walls. I saw makeup on the dresser and that's when it clicked.

"Ohh," I couldn't help letting out. "Do you and your girlfriend live here?"

I shouldn't have said that and my hookup sniffed defensively as he finally removed his hood. "None of your business. You're here for my cock."

Before I could fire back a comeback, I got an actually good look at his face. All I had seen before was a squarish jawline and serious expression and now I got the complete picture. That jawline was indeed very square and very chiseled. His eyes were deep and intense kind of, and he had a smaller pointy nose. This guy's brown hair was medium length and neat looking, and he was clean shaven. Ugh, yes he was hot.

"Your cock. Of course." I smiled.

There was a pause then bro started to fully take off his hoodie. He didn't have anything underneath which I found... eughghhg, too much. I instantly wanted to grope his pecs and suck on his nipples. Then he moved forward to sit on the bed, half tripping over himself. When he looked back up at me and I got another smell of him, I realized.

This dude was drunk. Not just drunk, but completely wasted. I think he had been trying to hide it outside which is why he walked in such a robotic way and stayed ahead of me. But all the bottles in the kitchen plus what I was noticing here, and yeah.

"So were you, uh, enjoying some beer? Maybe a nice lager?" Call this poking the bear, I don't care. I'm not the submissive type.

"What the fuck? Just get down and open your mouth. I don't bring fah- I mean, gay guys back here to talk."

"What did you just say?" I was actually surprised he caught himself in time.

"Shut up bro, who cares."

"You know, you are the one who invited me here. You are just as bit as gay as I am."

"Dude, I'm warning you--"

"You love boys, admit it. Even if you have a picture with your girlfriend on the dresser," I said, waving at it.

DL jock's head whipped over and he realized what I'd seen. "Ok, whatever. This is done." Immediately he zipped up his hoodie.

Suddenly I felt foolish. "No, hold on. Fuck."

"Back it up. You gotta go."

I sighed. "Sorry man, it's your life and all. Just please, you haven't seen my ass. Just wait a sec."

He seemed to pause for a second but then put his hand on my shoulder to shoo me. "No way, I'm not fucking you in here."

So much for me and my big mouth...

We were in the living room now and the whole situation could not be more obvious. This truly was some "straight" guy, his girlfriend away or out of town. It was exactly the fantasy I wanted. "Look," I said, "forget your room. Let's just fuck right here." I glanced at the TV again. "Oh, hang on. I love that game," I said. I was pretty sure it was God of War and indeed I'd been playing it myself around the same time.

"Oh. Y-yeah, it's... pretty sick." The alcohol here was working in my favor. Maybe he'd just forget our little fight.

"Did you beat it yet? How far are you?"

"Nah man. I don't have much time to play. I was just gaming before when I..."

Our eyes met. I gave him the sexiest eyes I could manage then started to take off my pants. His eyes gradually went down as I turned to show him my ass in my briefs. Shaking my weight from side to side, I started to lower the waistband. With my crack showing I put one foot on his couch and looked over my shoulder. "Please. I need it."

This was pretty bold from a guy who was 98% top. But I really did want to make this a reality and I was focused on just getting us past the awkwardness!

"Ok," he said at last. Bro collapsed on his couch and ripped his hoodie back off, along with the sweats he was wearing. He was very clumsy in his movements but I just kept staring at his big muscled legs and those pecs. He also had a couple tats on one arm which complemented him nicely.

I wasted no time, stripping off my shirt and getting on the floor in front of him. I was surrounded by his throw blanket and staring up at him as I pushed my face into his junk. He was wearing boxers and I got a masculine though not excessive smell, something deep and indicative of the kind of guy he was. He just stared at me as I kissed his inner thigh. "Can I take it out?" I said.

"Sure, man," he said.

He looked very low energy all of a sudden and I knew I'd have to spice things up. I smelled through the fabric some more then started to lick around his thighs and at last he helped take his underwear off. His cock looked really good in person but it was soft, something I was about to change. I licked it a bunch and then took it in my mouth. I'd say my dick sucking skills are slightly ahead of my bottoming skills, which makes me average at it, lol. I was acutely listening for his reactions to do what he might enjoy most. He liked when I circled the head with my tongue and he also enjoyed me playing with his balls, so I focused on those. I took my time as the reality kept sinking in.

Well, this guy was definitely as straight as they came on the outside. I couldn't help remembering how Marcela had just said that too many straight guys have secret gay lives and look what we had here. This guy literally had a girl, blond from what I glimpsed in the picture. She had probably decorated their whole place, and because it was too much for him to fuck me in their bed he had accepted the compromise of using the couch...

"Mmmmffff, ughhhh," I went as I kept trying to hold it in my throat. I was able to manage but it was hard. His skin was warm and his meat was now hard at least. This guy's big chest was moving up and down in deep breaths and I was pretty sure I'd enticed him enough that I could start to explore.

Coming off his cock, I kept it in my hand to stroke it slowly. Then I went up to that yummy muscle chest. Glancing up often to make sure bro didn't freak out on me, I pushing my face into his male titties. I motorboated myself and then kissed all over his abs and his pecs. He skin was so smooth with maybe a few stray hairs (he probably trimmed it), and it smelled faintly of pine and coconut. I got to his nipples and licked and chewed them. He moaned a bit at that but then eventually pushed me back to his cock.

"You like it?" I said, trying to sound like the good boy bottoms he was probably used to.

"Y-yeah," he said with a big exhale.

"This calm you down? Make you feel relaxed?"

"Very." Looking up I kept seeing his eyes closing and opening again. I hoped my guy didn't pass out on me for real. I wanted so badly to kiss him but thought I'd save that.

I licked his balls and sucked them in my mouth which also drew low grunts. Down here had a rich flavor and a little more hair, with a hint of his musk mixed with that same body wash scent. It took massive levels of will power not to keep going and eat his jock boy ass.

I did want to take him inside me or at least give it a shot. But I wondered if he had the energy. Just as I was debating what to do he drawled louder, "I'm gonna fuck you now."

"All right, which way do you want me?"

"Get... down here." He patted the couch next to him. Now it was time for me to officially remove my briefs, since I'd kept them on before and honestly, I don't think he had seen my bulge really. But now it was unavoidable and he did catch my hard 10 incher as I was moving. "Woah."

"What?"

"That's... big. You got a big one."

"Heh, yeah." Seeing him staring, my eyebrows raised. "You like it?"

"I dunno, man. That's fucking wild." He laughed, but it seemed more like he was impressed rather than attracted.

"Well, let me know if you wanna touch it. Or, like, do more. You know, I'm technically vers," I added.

He reached over, and I was surprised when he did brush the shaft with a couple fingers. But he just shook his head and then grabbed me and pushed me down on the couch. "I want your ass," he repeated.

"You got lube, right?" I said. That made this guy mutter and he summoned the strength to get up. When he came back I heard the bottle cap open. The next thing I felt was the cool gel pasted all over me.

I couldn't believe I was doing this... no stretching before, virtually no prep... I was only saying yes because he was so drunk that it wouldn't matter either way, lol. I looked over my shoulder and watching this big guy stroke his beautiful 6.5 cock while he pushed a finger inside me made me moan. Ok, maybe this would be successful.

I pushed my ass back as those bottom hormones, normally asleep within me, stirred to the surface. But stud pushed me back down which was kind of sexy. He wanted my body flat.

My cock hurt a bit underneath me but that was ok, first world problems. He had finished a very brief fingering session and now his head was there. I held my breath as he pushed.

"Uhhhhh..." I breathed out. I regretted signing up for this as he used not very gentle force to fuck his way inside. "Uh by the way, I don't know the types of guys you normally screw, but I don't bottom super often..."

"Ugh, hot. You're so tight."

Of course, he likes that, I thought. Now I'd be paying for it.

I tried to focus on remembering how hot this man was and how crazy lucky I was. The good news is that it worked and my ass cooperated. I was able to take all of him pretty quickly, and soon he was making all kinds of satisfied noises as his jock cock pushed its way inside.

"Aw, yeah. You're so hot. Your dick feels so good inside me."

"Good slut," he groaned.

"Yeah, I'm your slut. I'm a slut for that big jock dick."

This was not my ideal position since I could see literally nothing. Thankfully, after less than ten minutes he flipped me over and we were doing missionary. This guy's square jawline and serious sexy eyes were inches away as he pounded me harder and harder. I ran my hands down his shoulders and his back, cupping his biceps a bit which he flexed for me. He had a thin film of sweat on him now from the effort which was a major turn on. "I love your pussy," he drawled.

"Yeah? You fucking own it."

"Yeahhh I do."

"Tight fucking hole."

I was practically smothered by this jock frame and it was delightful. Even when it hurt a bit and his heavy hips would collide with mine, I got a shiver or a thrill. I sniffed a bit towards his pits and, despite not being a musk hound, I liked catching some of his natural flavor. Maybe I was even his locker room toy.

My favorite, though, was about to begin. I asked him if he would let me ride him. He said yes.

I was already loosened up by now and those bottom energies were flowing. He would have my dick pointed straight at him this way, but he hadn't said anything about my cock against his abs when we were missionary. In fact, he'd even reached down and cupped the head once.

"Relax, baby. This one's for you," I whispered as I mounted him. He was completely rigid, that thick dick leaking salty precum into my ass. I whined a bit as I found the angle I wanted. Soon I was riding him, swinging my hips and feeling his big nuts kissing the edge of my ass each time I buried him deep.

Now I could rub his abs, his chest, and his shoulders. My dude's mouth was hanging open so I knew he was on cloud 9. But this was also the moment I had been leading up to and I wanted to shoot my shot. "Let me kiss you," I whispered, getting close to his face. "C'mon."

He hesitated but not as long as I thought. Now it was DL boy who puckered his lips and leaned into me. I instantly went in and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He responded and our tongues started wrestling, swapping spit as his cock throbbed and twitched in my guts.

"Mmmmmmm," I went. Was it really true, the geeky gay gamer in this jock's apartment late at night with his girlfriend out of town? We were literally fucking on the same couch where he'd been playing his console an hour ago. Now I had all this control over him, edging his cock with my tight hole and even making out with him. He liked kissing me, I knew that. He didn't do it like an obligation. He moaned softly a couple times and I even kissed his cheek and up his jaw. We were getting intimate and for a brief second I thought I could see a sadness in his eyes. Some kind of temporary emotion at being able to live out what he obviously wanted but something about his life wouldn't let him openly express.

That wasn't my problem, but still, I liked that I could sense that our sex was feeling real. It made me feel more of a high that this DL jock belonged to me.

"Right up here," I said as I pounded my ass up and down on his cock. "You're buried so deep. I love taking all of you."

"Fuck yeah. You're so sexy."

"You think so?"

"Yeah." He nodded vigorously.

I kissed him more. He leaned into it. But then he grunted a bit and I felt something change in my ass.

"F-fuck."

"What?" I asked.

"I'm close. Oh SHIT." And by close, I realized that he'd just started to cum. My ass was getting flooded, and this wasn't just more pre.

"Ohhh god. Fuck it in me. Give me your whole load." I looked straight upwards and winced, savoring this crazy level of pleasure. I looked down and kissed him some more, but it was sloppy and he was barely able to kiss since he was bracing himself so much in the orgasm. "Fuck yeah!!! Ohhhh...." His load was thick and syrupy. I could feel the whole consistency of my insides change, as his cock became surrounded by man milk.

There was only one problem, which is that I had to cum. I briefly considered waiting so I wouldn't paint his whole chest, but fuck it, that's exactly what I wanted to do. I only had to jerk my cock a few times and I was exploding directly into the grooves of his abs and between those perfect pecs.

At this point he was almost done cumming but me cumming made my ass squeeze him. He moaned out loud and I think this alone gave his orgasm a few more shots. Either way, he didn't seem bothered actually that I was dumping my gay load on his "straight" abs. I was able to finish completely, bro coated in sticky cum. Then I craned my neck down, pecked him once on the lips. And I started to pull off.

He honestly looked spent. And dripping. His chest was heaving like he'd been the one to do all that work at the end and not me. Some of my muscles were sore from riding up and down so hard (there's my weekend workout), and I mumbled about getting cleaned up and all. He just pointed and said something about a shower.

I decided to hop in alone, soaping myself off. When I came out he was still lying there almost asleep! I couldn't do that to the dude so helped him in after me. I was all set to shower with him and help him clean, which would have been lovely, but suddenly he reclaimed some strength and told me to just wait for him.

Oh, well. At least he didn't yell at me to go.

"Your number," I said before he could show me the door. "C'mon, man."

He seemed to think it over but then gave it to me. "Please don't text me. I'll text you when I'm free. Ok?" I just nodded, at least sending him a quick text so he'd have a way to contact me.

Bro was looking a little agitated but also very tired. In only a towel he led me to the door. I wondered if he'd play some more God of War thinking about me and how I'd ridden his cock all the way up the mountain.

I realize I only referred to him in generic terms but I do know his name, I just didn't learn it until after that night. It's Devin.

Mr. DL jock with the perfect body, a great kisser, and way too repressed for his own good is Devin.

The next time I saw him was ten times as crazy.

Let's swing away from the college age guys so I can tell you a different kind of story that happened around this time. There was a forty-one year old I got to spend some nasty time with, and the lead up to that story as well as the sex is extremely hot.

So twice a week I was sitting in my community college English class which was basically a hodge podge of different types of people in different stages of life. Being a creature of habit I normally sat in the same row and there was a guy who would always sit a few seats down. In contrast to my geeky, fresh-out-of-hs vibes, he seemed very established and a full grown adult. We would nod at each other then say hi to each other and then chat a bit before and after class.

This guy in question was about 5'11 or something so slightly shorter than myself. He had a broad, solid build that you'd probably call stocky or something but I could tell he had some muscle on those bones. He had a dark beard and short styled hair. He normally dressed in some blend of business casual and lumber jack, with flannel shirts and jeans and stuff.

Karim always had this kind of smile that he'd use when greeting me which I just figured was being friendly. The idea that he was checking me out didn't actually enter my mind I'm embarrassed to admit, which just goes to show you can't typecast people because you never know who's gonna be interested.

So there was one day that the professor for our class didn't even show but we ended up staying and then chatting and having lunch anyway. Out of the blue Karim says something like, "So there's a lot of LGBT students around here, huh?"

"Uh, I guess," I said, a bit surprised.

"LGBT is pretty popular, would you say?"

"Popular, I'm not sure, I think it's kind of a struggle," I said with a chuckle.

His question was odd but then technically Karim was Arab, though he'd lived here most of his life I couldn't explain away any cultural differences.

"So what do you think of LGBT?" he asked me earnestly. We kept it up like this with various dry questions that seemed almost like he was asking about business or a flavor of soda. But then he finally said, "Hey, are you gay, by the way?"

"Oh, yeah I am," I said and it clicked that he'd been trying to ask me about this the whole time.

Karim smiled. "Ah, that's great. Good for you." Keep in mind, at this stage I still didn't know whether this was a mind game or he was being sarcastic. But little by little he was winning me over.

Karim kept going. He asked if I had a boyfriend. Then my answer all but revealed that I liked to hook up, so he asked about that. Always with his same intent stare, eyes blinking and head quickly nodding. After what seemed like an hour, there was a lull then he asked me something like, "It seems like a lot of fun. Having sex when and with who you want. And I bet the boys are crazy for you."

It was only now that it finally clicked that he was interested in me. I had never remotely been hit on by someone in this way so I had no idea, lol. Well despite me being under half his age and some awkward, geeky kid who sometimes came to class smelling like weed, once I saw an opening I was no longer shy. I realized I had Karim's number since we once texted about an assignment and so after that I took the upper hand.

I decided to see how interested he really was and play his game a little. "Hey man, how are you? I just got out of the shower, I really needed a rinse 💦." When I sent him that he responded almost immediately.

"Oh! Even this time of year you manage to work up a sweat all day eh?" Then he added, "You take your time in the shower or do you move fast?"

I especially liked that this 41 year-old man would text me back immediately no matter how random what I was saying was. I escalated to sending random pics, like flexing my bicep shirtless or sticking my tongue out like a goober. There was always some "reason" for it but clearly we were flirting.

Soon he invited me over which thrilled me. Karim lived by himself in an apartment and had for a while. He had a couple daughters but they mostly stayed with his ex. That reminds me, Karim was taking an English class because he was starting at the bottom with his education and hoping to get a degree so he could one day work in tech. He'd been a general manager at restaurants forever and it sounded like he was burnt out. He must have saved up because he was only working part time now and then taking classes with deviant kids like me :).

I got to Karim's wondering what would happen, still partly thinking this could be just a very odd hangout between an 18 and a 41 year old. We watched a movie but Karim seemed agitated and before it was even over he stopped it and said to me, "Sorry about this, I feel like we're going in circles. I'm sort of new to the whole scene and I don't know what I'm doing."

I smirked. "That's ok. I know you like me."

That made him uncomfortable but he stared at me all horny and said, "You're very sexy. I've jacked off thinking about you."

That escalated things and got me hard right away. I grinned and stripped my jeans off and then took out my cock. I slowly started to touch myself right there on this dude's couch. "Now you'll know what it looks like."

Karim swore and moaned when he saw my size and that was it, soon he was taking his clothes off. He had very broad pecs and big muscle arms as well as nice strong thighs. Actually he was more built than I had expected. His cock was uncut and about seven proud inches. Oh, and his whole body was hairy. "I've been working out," he said when I was inspecting him.

"Mm, you look great."

"You think so?" Karim smirked. "I mean, I know the age difference. I really didn't know how you'd feel."

"You chose right. I like all kinds of guys. I've been with older."

This made him relax and then he moved in. "Can I kiss you?"

I won't lie, I detected bottom energy as soon as our lips touched. His moan and how he kind of looked up towards me and wanted to sensually suck my lip. Oof, I get hot just thinking about it. He was a full bodied man and a daddy and I was getting so horny for him.

We kissed and stroked each other right there but I wanted to know how far I could, er, take things. I needed one quick green light. "So what do you like?" I asked him.

"Men. Guys like you."

I smiled. "What do you want to do with guys like me."

Karim chuckled. "Well, I don't know yet."

"Would you ever take a dick up your ass?"

His head snapped over to look at me. "Let me show you something." Karim led me to his bedroom where under his bed, under actual lock and key, he had a container with like 5 different toys and dildos.

"Holy shit," I said, "nice!" Apparently he had been preparing for the day when he'd make his fantasy real.

Now we were in his bed, rolling around and making out more as I started to flex some top energy, pushing him where I wanted him and guiding him to stroke me. "So all those years working with cooks and servers, you never had a chance to hookup with a guy?"

"Well, I did. A few times but one I remember." Karim told me about a dishwasher who was maybe 19 or 20, this young black guy who would always smile and flirt with his boss. Once he blatantly said, "You ever try BBC, Karim?" Karim ended up firing the guy which he felt bad about. It was just too much for him at the time.

"Well you can't fire me," I said, reaching my hand to choke him a little. He melted under me and spread his legs.

Karim was super eager to suck my cock which he did. He took it down his throat about halfway and gagged and choked. But he was undeterred and kept going. Spit drooled down the sides of my bone as I watched him, moaning and cheering him on. His horny daddy who was a virgin to men was about to take his first big dick inside and I couldn't wait to give it to him.

Karim did want to stretch himself a bit first considering I was quite huge. I thought that was interesting so I let him stick a 6" dildo inside followed by an 8". He clearly had his dildo technique down and he stayed very hard as he pleasured his hole. Then I took the toy from him, fucking him gently with it while I stared into his eyes. His face was getting red and then he yelled, "enough, enough!" I had to do the deed now.

I lubed myself up well and lined us up missionary. Karim spread his thighs quite well considering he was a big man. He wanted to kiss me while I entered him which was insanely hot. He did more of his deep, sensual kissing while my cock started to penetrate inside him. He seized up and we needed more lube a couple times as he groaned. There was a lot of pain for him, that was sure, but he was a trooper and asked me to keep going. I fucked most of my cock inside and then started to enjoy him. My much thinner geeky teen body was officially over his as I dicked this virgin daddy down.

"Ugh. I'm feeling like such a slut," he said.

"Do you wanna be a slut?"

"I don't know. I just love this."

"It's pretty good, huh?"

He moaned and nodded. His face and chest were getting sweaty. "You always turn me on sitting near me. I think you're so casual and effortless, you look so confident in life."

I laughed. "Not really. How so?"

"Just to be young, to smoke weed, not to care."

I blushed. "Guilty..."

"That's so hot. You get to use an ass like mine when you want. From now on, you can fuck me whenever." This was so sexy and I drooled thinking about being able to use Karim as a personal cum dump. Having a local horny guy with a car who was down to fuck, mmm that was something I had struggled to maintain. And Karim was such a hot muscle daddy too.

After a while I bent him over the bed and starting to pound him. His form made the bed shook which was sexy. "Fuck yeah, you like being my bitch?" I growled.

"Ooooh, yes."

"You like getting fucked by the bad boy? The bad boy who smokes weed and rolls into class late?"

He bit his lip and looked back at me, whining. "I wanna be your toy."

"You are. You feel so good wrapped around my fat cock."

"Mmmmm, yes!!!"

"You feel like such a good, eager daddy slut."

"Ohhh, ooooh, mmmm." This was working him into a hot mess.

At the end Karim tried to ride my cock. It wasn't as successful as the other positions because it was hard to get the right angle with our bodies. But I saw him feeling up his chest so I reached up and started to tweak his nipples. Well that sent him over the edge, and he started moaning and leaking buckets of precum all over me. I laughed and moaned and did it some more, loving turning him into a leaking horny slut. "Babe, you're so dirty. You're such a bottom slut aren't you?"

"Yess. I've been a bottom slut for years, just I didn't get the chance to try it out yet."

"It's not just you and your toys anymore, that's for sure."

"Ohhhhh!"

"Your ass is so tight but so perfect, I can tell you've been working that hole open waiting for a guy like me."

"Mmmmm, yeah."

"Take this big dick, bitch. Mmmm!" I flipped him over finally, pounding him from above and choking him again. I slapped him around which he loved and grabbed his ass until it got sore. I piston fucked him deeper and deeper as I got ready to cum. "Fuck yeah. I'm gonna breed you. Ohhh shit. Here it comes." I grunted just at the same time that he did. He started to cum all over his hairy daddy chest while I bred him super deep and his whole body jerked around with pleasure. Both of us just kept cumming like crazy until I collapsed on top of him and we kissed.

Right after that amazing fuck we showered together. Karim took his time on my body and practically worshipped it, sucking me nicely for a while. After that he got very needy towards me and for a month I fucked him a few times per week! Soon he was branching out and I knew he had a lot of exploring to do. We kept hooking up occasionally as he tried his way through various kink scenes.

I swear all the guys I was getting with were not as toxic as Nick or as weird as Iris. I'm on a roll here, so let me tell you about a curious 20 year old jock who was as gorgeous as he was curious and ended up taking 10 inches way faster than either of us thought.

So essentially, I was intrigued by the possibility of getting with curious college guys before I even started hanging out at the college. The first time I went drinking with my friend Marcela (the same night I met Nick) I was even on an app briefly. The number of faceless torsos and blank profiles with an age from 18-24 was truly crazy. I always took a peek on there when I was in the area, until I saw one that really caught my eye.

His pic on the grid truly stood out, a toned and chiseled torso in golden light with simple gray sweats. You could see his abs and pecs with little brown-colored nipples. "Hey baby what brings you on?" I texted after practically drooling all over my screen.

"Oh hey whats up?" he answered.

His profile was minimal and had virtually no text. "You hook up a lot on here?"

"No Im just curious," was his answer. "Are you a student?"

That made me hesitate. "Yeah sort of but not here," I responded. I thought maybe he would prefer a fellow student but it turned out the opposite was the case. He seemed to open up finding out I wasn't someone he might know and that I was just a community college brat from a few cities down.

I made sure to message him every couple days since I normally wasn't in his area and I didn't want to lose the opportunity. He was very friendly and polite honestly which was nice because I was towards the end phase of dealing with toxic Nick and so swimmer guy was refreshing. Which, by the way, he had told me he was a swimmer and it showed for sure.

I was taking it slow because his vibe wasn't that sexual (yet). But finally we were talking about turn-ons and were sharing links to porn (something I liked doing when getting to know dudes since it showed our kinks). He was showing me a video of a sexy jock getting nailed and he typed "I bet that feels so good, I wanna try it."

"You wanna try topping like that?"

"No uh the other one." Why did I have a feeling he was a bottom boy in the making? I had been so very patient with him and it was paying off, now he was opening up.

I asked him if he wanted to snap and he said sure. I got to see more of his beautiful upper body (strong but lean, defined, with him 6'1). He got to see my semi decent body as well which I was trying to whip in shape at the gym at this time. He gave me a half selfie going up to his nose and fuckkk he had these really pretty lips and this glowing skin, I just knew this boy was fit as fuck. When we got to the lower body I was focusing more on showing my bulge in my undies while he started to take a few mirror selfies so I could see the shape of his ass. (Jaw dropping, a perfect bubble, high up and tight in a speedo that he modeled for me.) I was the first to go all the way and showed him my soft dick not to scare him. I still remember his answer. "Oh."

"What?" I answered. He gave a blushing emoji and then another one. "Would you touch it if you were here?"

He said yes. I told him we should meet.

That's when he gave me the news that he'd also been talking to another guy who he was thinking of giving his V card to, a guy around 30. I instantly hated that guy and did everything in my power to come out on top, lol. "Cmon thats too oldddd, do you really wanna lose it to a guy so much older, Im basically your age it'll be so cozy and hot." Honestly I wasn't one to talk having fucked upwards of 40 but damn I wanted Chris. (He had finally told me his name.) So guess who he ended up fucking?

Our only problem was finding a place. I lived with my parents and Chris shared a house with three other guys. A hotel would have made some sense looking back on it but we were both poor and as it happened my parents were going away for the weekend. Chris actually had a car so I told him not to judge me and that he could come to my place.

Oh right, we had finally got around to sharing full face pics. That sealed the deal like fuck because Chris was... uhhh, like a model. I was suddenly nervous in a way I hadn't been ever thinking he might reject me. He had light eyes, between green and blue I'd say and thick wavy hair. His smile was contagious but he also had a very sexy serious face. This beautiful boy was bottom curious and he was coming over to my stupid fucking parents house and my gross room that THANKFULLY had a full size bed in it and not a little twin.

Chris also said I was "super cute" which I hoped he meant but as long as he was coming over, I didn't really care!

So on the Saturday I saw him pull up and opened the front door to meet him. It was awkward as fuck for like fifteen seconds, then we were inside and just grabbed each other in a hug. "I'm so happy you're here," I said like a fangirl.

"I'm seriously so nervous but I feel like we're friends and that helps," he said while laughing in a very buttery, sing-song voice.

I couldn't say quite the same since I'd been thinking about pounding him ever since we first talked. But he did have a point, we had talked quite a bit.

He needed time first which I could tell without him even asking for it. We just sat on the couch and thankfully he didn't inspect every stupid object or ask me about old photos of me hanging on the wall, lol. (I still can't believe I had him come over.) But ever before we did anything we were holding hands and touching each other's bodies. Suddenly he asked me something we hadn't even talked about during 10 hours of messaging. "Have you been with lots of guys before?"

"Uh, some," I said.

"How many?"

Fuck, fuck, fuck, I thought, is he gonna shame my body count?? "Around ten," I said, not stopping to count exactly. "I think it's eleven?"

"Damn," he said. But Chris sounded impressed.

I chuckled. "I really want you to be one of them."

He laughed and looked down. "How the hell can I take you? You're huge."

My cock jumped in my shorts. Just the fact of him thinking seriously about bottoming for me was hot. "But do you want to?"

He nodded. "Sooo bad."

"Then we'll make it work. Trust me, you're gonna enjoy it."

Chris took a deep breath and smiled. "If I could actually get your dick inside me I'd be so fucking proud. As a virgin?? No way." He had a point there. But still I felt we could do it... eventually.

We basically jumped in each other's arms at that point. We made out hard with the tv in the background. Chris was an ungodly kisser, he was a little slower than other guys but every motion of his tongue counted. Every time I'd open my eyes I'd see this gorgeous fucking face, with his eyes staring back at me and his lips parted. Gahhh, he was a dream.

We just kept the kissing going since that was working so well. ("Is kissing guys always like this?" he asked. "No, just me," I answered with a smirk.) But then my shorts and underwear were down first and he took my cock in two hands. He took it in both fists and buried his face down there to kiss and even smell it. When I asked him if he wanted to take his pants off he asked if he could sit in my lap. I said sure so after he took off his bottoms he climbed on top of me.

Chris had a totally sexy averaged sized cock which was very nice and I made a mental note to suck it. It was already hard as he crawled on me and we went back to kissing. I held him from the back and was rubbing his back and neck. "We need to figure out what you like," I was saying.

"Yeah. So far I like everything."

"Do you like when I call you good boy?" He chuckled and then nodded. "Is it funny?"

"It's just funny cause you're younger than me."

"Well it's not good boy like that. It just means you're being so hot and cute and I want you."

"Mmmm." Chris kissed me some more. Then he took my hand and put it on his ass.

"I have a feeling you're gonna be an amazing bottom," I whispered as I slid my hand between his buns.

"I fucking hope so..."

At this point we had spent enough time on the family couch thank you very much and we headed up to my room. Chris immediately went back to my cock and started kissing it more. Kissing turned to licking then he was sucking on it. Taking the whole thing down his throat wasn't the point, I knew he was literally brand new and I just guided him slowly and moaned. We both got naked the rest of the way and Chris looked so hot with his lips getting big and puffy. He tried deep throating but he gagged and it was time to check out his ass anyway.

That thing was a miracle and was utterly flawless. He modeled it for me in his room and laughed when I started talking dirty about it and jacking myself off. He got in bed and I gave him a good ass rub to relax him and then told him I wanted to taste it. He said okay, so I got in there with my tongue. He moaned when I nibbled his smooth ring and started to eat it. Once my tongue was going inside, his moans got much louder. He got on all fours and was touching himself and arching his back. It was around now that I leaned forward to taste him a little, just so he could experience it. He moaned with my mouth around him but clearly his ass was the main event here.

I smacked his ass a few times which he liked. I was starting to think I might be able to get a little rough here after all, as long as Chris could handle it. My cock was aching to get inside but I knew that would be dangerous unless Chris was ultra relaxed.

He was the one to surprise me by saying he wanted me to try sticking it in. "You sure?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm so horny for it, I don't care if it hurts."

That made me leak and I grabbed my lube and used about half the bottle. I really fingered him good first, with two then three fingers. Three was a lot for him and I was thinking this will be a very fast attempt. But then I took my cock and lined it up. His hole flared nicely just as I instructed him. It choked on my tip, but as I added pressure finally my big fat head sank inside. I was spreading his swimmer's bubble cheeks nice and hard now as Chris kept touching himself to stay relaxed and horny.

The head going in was promising and I kept going. It would get stuck, also because of the thickness and Chris would yell "ow ow ow!" and I told him to breathe. After about three inches I pulled all the way out and figured we might be done. But he just shook his head. "I wanna take more."

"Ok then, you're doing amazing," I said and kissed him.

We kept going and after, I don't know, ten to twenty more minutes I had like six inches in him. This was already impressive. I asked him how it felt. "It's like something huge inside me that's actually splitting me. I feel like I'm so cooked but also it's kind of nice, like it's comforting to be filled?" I tried to relate to that but the point was, he was adjusting to it.

Another little while and he was only a couple inches away. A this point I was shocked and the idea of stopping now would be crazy. Chris was like superman as a first time bottom and he looked back over his shoulder and I swear, I could see the gorgeous slut he was destined to be, lol. When I finally bottomed out I just held him close and told him I was super fucking proud.

"You're such a good boy. You took all of me. Holy shit, you're no longer a virgin. You did it."

"Hahaha, really? Fuck, that feels good." He arched his back and then winced. It was still a little dicey.

"Want me to try fucking you?"

Chris breathed. "Fucking destroy me."

I did as told. I took a few powerful strokes and he yelled out and then whimpered. His cock was still hard, though, something that hadn't changed. He even dripped some precum in my sheets as I found a slowish rhythm.

"More," said Chris.

"Fuck yeah," I answered.

"No, like, more. Go."

"Yeah? You sure?"

"Pound me." I groaned and smiled then gave him like a volley of deep strokes back to back. He almost died but still he arched his back and pushed back into me. We kept that up and then at last it was getting easier. He really was that natural of a bottom.

"You're gonna be sore tomorrow," I joked.

"Good. Then come and fuck me again."

Fuckkk. I was losing it.

Chris' tight little ass was pushed back against me and I felt it every time with my balls. He had his palms on my bed with his arms straight. His nice wavy hair was in my face whenever I'd lean down and give him a kiss. "Good fucking boy. You like this big cock?"

"Ohhhh, yes."

"You like getting pounded?"

"Fuck yes. Fuck me." He was breathing heavy and I dicked him harder, and harder. I could see the veins on my cock popping. My balls slapped his smooth swimmer's body and he wasn't even touching himself anymore so he wouldn't blow.

I thought about trying another position but honestly this wasn't broke so I didn't want to fix it. A first time bottom was taking my full girth and length and that already was a miracle. "I love this tight fucking ass. Oh shitttt I might be close."

"Y-yeah. Wanna cum inside?"

"Yes. I do."

Chris smiled. "Breed me. That's what it's called right?"

"I nodded. "Fuck yeah."

I held him from the back, treating him like my toy a little as I fucked harder and harder. Everything I did now he was right there with me, pushing his ass back to meet my cock. The level of stretching was so insane, I'd never seen a guy this much of a natural bottom... "Fuck, dude. I'm gonna nut."

"Yeah? Fuck. Fuck me!!!"

"You want my cum?"

"Yes. Give it all to me."

Chris breathed and moaned and I did the same. "Ohhh, shit, yessssss!" I started to shoot deep in him well past his prostate. Chris finally allowed himself to nut as well and I saw him firing well past the end of my bed.

"Oh god yes. You're such a hot fucking bottom."

"Hahaha. Yesssss. That's what I wanted." He was so happy about this and I was happy for him. I kissed his neck as we came down.

It took a while for the orgasm to fully subside and then we stayed like that. Pulling my cock out of that ass was no easy feat either since cumming had made his hole tighten up by about half. Finally I was out and we kissed again immediately. Chris did ask to taste my cum which I happily obliged.

Our night together turned into a sleepover and if I remember correctly, he sucked me off that night (still no full deep throat but better). Then I fucked him the next morning but honestly, the soreness had caught up to him and it was very brief. I ended up finishing on his face and Chris loved his first facial.

This was one of my hottest fucks honestly, especially in how much I got when I wasn't expecting it.

Chris and I had some more fun later, and then he was out of the closet before I knew it. He also told me that he had gone ahead and fucked the thirty year-old he'd been talking to as well, lol. At that point I couldn't be jealous since Chris deserved all the loving he could get and I was already on his good side. If you're curious, he did get more and more popular on campus and apparently all his friends had been wondering why he didn't have a girlfriend and a few had already put the puzzle pieces together. Within about a year he had a boyfriend, but up until that point I actually think Chris surpassed my body count and I had even heard he was a gogo boy at a local club at least for a while!

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So when my friend Marcela realized that me and Nick had actually fucked like rabbits and that we were keeping in touch, she told me what I was in for. Basically the guy was toxic. He'd cheated on his ex in his past then bragged about it (in her words). He'd also made a guy in their friend group cry, who happened to be the sweetest guy ever... If I had any interest in actually trying to date Nick, these would have been red flags. But I didn't, and honestly I wasn't thinking about dating at all in this era. So I hoped Marcela wouldn't hate me but I still wanted more.

And more was definitely what I was getting. Nick was fucking wild. He would regularly sext me pictures and often when he was in public. One day I woke up to a video from him at literally 8:30 in the morning. Nick was in a bathroom stall somewhere, looking lustily at the camera and then showing his hairy hole. Another time he said he was in class and was sticking a finger inside himself. "Is this harassment?" he texted with a grin emoji. In some ways he was like some chaotic gay boy who didn't get the memo about cancel culture and being PC and all that stuff, because he acted like he was from a time when you would just do anything.

I did get to see Nick's toxic side first hand too. I like some banter back and forth myself, but Nick would just blatantly insult you, not once or twice but as a basic form of communicating. "Sup, ho?" "You're a fucking piece of shit." "Dumb bitch!" The guy just didn't have an off switch. Thankfully I'm not overly bothered by this kind of stuff but yeah, probably not boyfriend material lol. I will say the anger could be kind of hot on him in small doses.

I liked his vibe though for sex, and I wanted another round with him. The time came about a week later. At this point I didn't have a car and he didn't either so I caught the bus out there. When I was getting close he asked me if we could meet at the mall. Hairy tall boy was doing some shopping.

He was dressed in that same kind of style, crop top and short shorts. It was kind of fun to walk around with him since people would regularly stare, no matter what their reactions. I got a flavor for Nick's sex appeal in public and once or twice I definitely noticed him checking out a guy. Once he traded looks with a daddy with a beer belly, and if I wasn't there they might have cruised each other. Honestly I wouldn't have minded some of that action myself assuming the guy was hot, but for now it was just me and Nick without any exciting third, haha.

So we're at the mall and Nick says he has to use the bathroom. But he drags me with him and next thing I know we're in a stall. Both feet on the toilet, then Nick is bending over dropping his shorts down. (As always the dude is freeballing.) He licks the air with his tongue and winks and makes it clear what he's looking for. A bottom who's this ass-centric is super fucking hot so I wasted no time in getting in there. Spreading his tight bubble ass I started to rim him with my cock straining in my pants. Nick clung to the wall of the toilet stall as people came in and out. When Nick let out a deep, guttural pleasure groan, it probably just sounded like a dude in here taking a massive shit. That part made me smile.

I was still wondering where this was going to go from here. With my tongue burrowing into that tight hairy ass, I kept thinking about fucking him but was that really about to happen? Especially if it was raw, since we managed to make that work back in his dorm room, but that was with Nick screaming his lungs out. Well, soon I got my answer. Unable to resist I whipped my cock all the way out and then lowered Nick's body as I pushed my cock up there. No sooner had I wedged the head against his hole than I heard another grunt, Nick shuddered head to toe then he started to cum furiously against the wall. He'd been jerking himself since I started eating him, the little bitch.

After that he spun around, finding a different way to squat on the toilet (and keep his feet out of sight). He took my cock down his throat as I did my best to quietly skull fucked him. Soon I was dumping my load in there. When we finally walked back outside, my head was spinning as Nick just cackled like an old witch and walked in front of me with that sexy swagger.

Damn, he was a dirty little ho. I kept chubbing up spending time with him, even though in the back of my mind I kept thinking, this dude is a bad influence--and trust, I'm no angel.

Well we got back to his campus after that. It was all but obvious that we were still gonna fuck, only then Nick broke the news to me that his roommate was around so his room was out of the question. We spend an hour hanging around the campus while Nick seemed to be busy on his phone working something out. At last he told me we had an answer. I followed him back to his dorm that I remembered from the previous weekend, only we didn't ride the elevator all the way to the top. He took me to another room on a lower floor. We went inside, into a dorm room that had lots of plushies and boy band posters and smelled like vanilla.

I later learned, this is what happened: Nick had told his friend, maybe his only actual friend, that he needed a place to chill for a while. He said his roomie was bothering him and so she gave him her space. What he didn't tell her was that he needed a place for a filthy afternoon fuck. At the time I didn't know all this, but I was definitely suspicious sitting on a girl's bed surrounded by fairy lights.

Anyway, Nick once again led with his ass. He wrapped both hands around my neck and sat in my lap before we could undress. He started to grind against me, talking in my ear about how hot I was and how bad he wanted me. He said he kept texting me every day (it was true, he did) because he was getting obsessed. He hoped I didn't mind--did I mind? It was a little weird and too candid, but he kept smiling and we were both rock hard and I knew to expect the weird from Nick by now. We made out a bunch, Nick doing this really deep, sloppy kind of kissing that I'd seen mostly in porn. My heart was thumping hard and finally we got naked. "Can you rim me this time, like for real?"

I complied, since rimming was definitely in my wheelhouse. I remembered how Nick had focused on my own smoother hole last time and I didn't want him to outdo me in that department. At first I was going to get behind him but Nick giggled and pushed me down on the bed. He facesat me and immediately started to buck and squirm around better than many tops did when it came to using their hips. (By the way, I was aware that Nick was not strictly a bottom. By the same token, I was not exclusively a top, though these were the roles we mostly fell into, especially with each other.)

Nick smothered me a little bit and I grabbed and smacked his ass around which made him delirious. He mumbled that he could almost cum, which I didn't want, since I'd prefer him to be dying with lust when I finally entered him. Fifteen or twenty minutes of dedicated rimjob and then I just wanted to dick this shitty evil boy down. This time I wasn't letting him purely power bottom, I pulled his feet on the floor and bent him over the bed. I entered him raw, just the way he liked, able to use my hips for maximum leverage.

Nick was transported to a very distant place during sex and this was something I loved. Just looking at the guy's facial movements was like seeing a porn movie and a horror movie mashed together. He would gape his mouth, blink super quick, gag his tongue out and lick his lips, and then make all sorts of noises the whole time too. I kind of wished more guys got this damn expressive. I purposely hunted for the specific angles where I'd fuck him deepest and even make him hurt a bit. He'd whimper and flinch and I'd feel his entire chain of leg muscles go stiff. But the next minute his face would flood with a big happy smile in a new wave of pleasure. Fuck, this guy was made for sex.

He did want to ride me after a while and I was fine with that. After all, I knew he was a power bottom at heart. I got in bed on my back and he sat right there and went to work. I got to see those amazing hip gyrating skills up close. Yep, fucking awesome. By now he was, let's say, fully drenched like a wrestling athlete coming out of the sauna. Just his big 8-inch cock flopping around as he rode me was sending literal drops of sweat flinging around the room. Ugh, this poor girl who lived here.

"I'm gonna fucking rape this load out of you. You like that? You like getting used by me? This cock is fucking mine. FUCK!" Only Nick could invent dirty talking that strange, lol. If he pushed it too far I would smack that bitch down, but like I keep on saying, he was very hot and very good at being a nasty bottom. We kept going as long as possible but then he finally just rode me too fast and too deep, and I let loose deep inside his ass. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!" Nick yelled, sweat flicking off his hair. His cum showered my face as I bred him.

Anyway, this whole intense period with him didn't actually last very long. I think we had another week like this when I went over to meet him again. This time we fucked in his room, doing it twice in different positions. But by then he was already getting bitchy. And I mean, even more bitchy.

He started to actually get mean with me in his texts. I wasn't about to invest time into this mentally unstable ho, so I mostly ignored it, but finally I did figure out what the issue was. Apparently Marcela had been even more dismissive of him than normal, and she and some other friends had basically stopped inviting him to anything. Since she was my friend, Nick expected me to stick up for him somehow. It's like, dude, I don't even go to your college. And none of this is my drama anyway. When I hadn't answered his text for most of a day (because I was getting kind of done with this), he randomly sent me something like, "I was never into you anyway, your cock is better than you are, you can barely fuck and you're boring as hell. NEXT." I just burst out laughing.

It was a shame since Nick had a lot going for him sexually. But just... yeah. A big fucking hot mess.

Ok, spoiler alert. Nick did come back later that year. And I was NOT expecting it when he did, even if I had something to do with it. But we'll get there when we get there, if I keep sharing sexy stories.

During my early exploits being out, I was in a transitional phase after high school. I was taking a couple classes in community college but mostly not doing fuck all. While the feeling of being cut off from the people I went to high school with was actually nice at first since it was kind of freeing, at a certain point I was kind of lacking in social life. Around that time, I heard from Marcela.

Marcela was a girl I'd gone to high school with but for the past couple years we'd drifted more apart. However we still liked each other on social media, and towards Thanksgiving of that year she randomly texted me. "Hey cutie! I was just thinking about you, how's life?" I was pretty sure she wouldn't have phrased it that way back when we were younger, but now that I was out and she was a chic college freshman we were on new terms.

We chatted a bit. She seemed to like hearing about all the new fun I was having, and she told me some fun stories of her own. But at a certain point she invited me to come hang out with her crew, saying there were some guys she wanted to introduce me to.

Marcela knew I had no problem finding dick (or I should say ass) but I think she meant it different, like she could hook me up with an actual scene of gay guys. I had nothing to lose and it sounded fun, so I started making a point to go hang out with her.

The first time when I was at her campus (which is a pretty fancy private college btw), we were drinking in a dorm room with about eight people in it. It was already cramped but that didn't bother me. Like half of the people in there were gay boys, in fact it was all females and gay dudes lol. There was the really funny twink who I appreciated but wasn't really my type, and another more chill guy with nice hair. But that wasn't the one I was interested in.

"All the gay guys here are amazing. They are all sooo cool and super sweet," Marcela had told me already. "Oh, except for Nick. He's a douche." Guess who I had my eye on? Oops.

Why do I always find the most random guys to be attracted to...? I don't know, but Nick was making me sip my tequila a certain kind of way. He was thin, tall with long limbs. He had dark brown hair that was pretty curly and messy, going straight upwards from his head. He also had one of those trimmed dirty-looking mustaches that made him look a little bit evil. Or maybe it was his eyes that made him look evil, dark and twinkly. His lips were very pretty too, pink and kissable, and I was really drawn for some reason to the mole on his collarbone.

Nick was in a bright blue tank with big white numbers on the back, actually it was a crop top, along with short shorts. It was some kind of throwback gay look and I must say it was working. He also had on white socks and scuffed dirty high tops. I could immediately see why his vibe screamed douchebag but I was finding him hot.

"Yesss girl. Go off," Nick said when one of the girls started telling a story about a bad relationship. But the way he shook his head and almost rolled his eyes it looked sarcastic. The thing is, Nick seemed more camp with a gay voice, but then I clearly heard him drop the voice as it changed into something different. In fact, when I addressed him directly for the first time his voice was almost completely plain spoken and "straight".

"What??" he said back to me with a foggy stare. I had asked him where he was from. "Oh, here. California." He spoke slowly and stared in my eyes as the corner of his mouth twitched. I didn't know but I thought he was also into me.

At a certain point I switched seats to be next to him. We increasingly talked between us as I told him I was into video games and art and he seemed like he was gonna start to roast my interests, but when I pushed back and gave him some eye contact he just got quieter and kind of smirked. He smelled like booze and cheap fabric (like that thrift store smell - probably where he got his gay drip from) and also just a little bit of body odor. This didn't bother me, and on the contrary I was starting to get thoughts about Nick since his vibe was almost giving the back room of a rock venue or something.

Marcela shot me a couple looks and I could tell she wasn't pleased that I was getting closer to him. When she and the girls said they were done with the pregame and ready to head to the party, I said I would stay for a while with Nick and some other guy. But we lost the other guy pretty fast, and then it was just me and Nick walking fast through the crisp night air allegedly to find some food.

"So you like older guys?" Nick was asking. I had just told him about a recent hookup.

"Not necessarily. I like all types."

"You like all types of cock."

I hesitated. "Well, cock, sure. But more likely ass." As soon as I met his devious eye contact, I knew. He had set that up in order to make me reveal my preference. "You fucking slut."

He grinned. Nick loved being caught in his mischief. "What? A sister knows how to be smooth."

"That's another thing. Suddenly you get super camp and sassy. But then you say something else and you sound like a fucking straight boy."

"Yahh. Me and Hunter are totally gonna go to the frat party. Do you wanna go to the frat party, bro?" Nick said back, totally imitating a stereotypical bro voice.

"Stop that shit."

"What, do you? Do you???" Nick pushed into me, his slightly sweaty body getting right in my space.

When we locked eye contact again in tipsy smiles, it was clear we both wanted each other.

There was a long pause as we kept walking and then Nick said, "Hey, I might have some food at my place, actually."

"Do you? What kind of food?" I asked.

"Some food."

"Like this?" I reached over, pinching his tight bubble ass in those short shorts.

He breathed out with a satisfied chuckle that felt very horny to me. "Here, c'mon. We're almost there."

Nick's dorm was very different from where Marcela lived. I don't know if he was paying less, but the building was twice as big, seemed older, with long gray hallways. Nick's place was on the top floor and we went inside. I quickly clocked two beds.

"Don't worry, he's gone all night," Nick said.

"Orgy?" I joked.

"Close. More like something at his frat." I didn't know whether Nick was joking or not, since the dude was a perpetual joker in addition to a chameleon. In fact, when it came to the code switching, I didn't even know if it was the gay voice or the straight one that was the act.

The door was closed and we were facing each other. Nick, at about two inches taller than me, smiled stupidly at me with his sexy mustache and bedroom eyes. Then we collided in a kiss.

It was hot, kinetic, sweaty, and it was a huge fucking thrill. My hands instantly groped around to his ass while he did the same. We squeezed each other's glutes then he was feeling my back and my shoulders while I stayed on his cute butt. I even shoved my hands under his shorts, excitedly discovering a complete lack of underwear as I started to palm his hairy crack. "I'm a hairy boy, that gonna be okay for you?" he said quickly in a stream of words.

"Fuck yeah. I want you any way."

Nick almost seemed touched, kissing me deeper and starting to take off my shirt and jeans.

After a bit he ended up on the floor. I was just in my designer briefs now (a new purchase) under the light of a soft lamp. "Hey there, daddy. Nice print!" he said in his sassy mode, running a hand on my bulge.

"Why don't you take it out?"

He did, until my semi-hard cock popped free. Nick gasped, frowning up at me with his mouth open. "Oh, fuck. I didn't know I had to be stretching my holes out for this."

"You gonna be able to handle it?"

"I'm not sure! Daddy, fuck."

"Don't worry," I said, running my hands through his mass of hair. "I have faith."

He licked my big cock all over, then put it down his throat. And if I had any doubt about his abilities they evaporated right then and there.

Nick stared up at me, showing submissive horniness through his hunter's eyes. His jaw dropped to the floor and almost my entire cock buried deep inside it. He started to massage it with his throat and tongue, moaning as I saw sweat forming on his forehead.

"Ohh, fuck. Suck my cock. Shit yeah!" He was good. Damn good.

Nick treated it like a sport, going up and down repeatedly with his hair flying everywhere. In the hallway I could hear laughs and the sound of walking. I was literally getting the best head in a freaking college dorm.

He did that for a while, then went down on my big nuts and bathed them. Then he looked up mischievously. "Can I eat your ass?"

"Uh, sure," I said, not used to it. I enjoyed rimjobs well enough I just rarely received them.

Nick had me lie down in his bed on my back, then I lifted my legs and he started to circle my tight hole with his big tongue. His closed his eyes and it looked like he was having the time of his life. Next thing and he was making out with it, passionately teasing at my ring until that tongue slipped inside it. "Mmmmh, ohhhh," I moaned, enjoying this. I jacked myself off a little, but after a little while Nick grinned and wiped his mouth.

"Heavenly," he said. Then he told me to trade places with him. "Now I want you inside me."

"Okay. Like, do you have lube?"

"Nope. Rim my hole if you want, I don't care. I wanna take it raw."

I swallowed hard, not sure he knew what he was signing up for. "Uh, you sure you don't want lube, dude? It's a lot of inches."

"I like a fucking challenge." Now the straight, macho voice was back. He squeezed his glues one at a time, lifting his legs back and tucking them behind his head like a gymnast.

I didn't feel like a long and passionate rimjob session but I did give his hole some licks, mostly to get it as wet as possible. There was still some spit on my cock, but he quickly applied some more and then even spat on his hand and rubbed his hole. This was going to be a very spitty affair but I was down if he was. Not wasting any time I lined my dick up. Then I started to push.

"Mm hmm. Don't listen to anything I say, fuck that big stick all the way in me." I just nodded and used my body weight to plaster my fat horse cock as deep as I could in. Nick immediately yelled out, basically screamed, his eyes rolling back as his mouth opened wide.

"Woah, you good?" I asked.

"Fucking--PUSH!" Nick begged.

Spitting down around my shaft a couple more times, probably to no effect, I did. As I quickly discovered, because Nick sweat quite a lot, there was quite a bit of natural lube working its way in there from his body. And also, I don't know the way to phrase this exactly, but as far as asses went, Nick's was one of the more naturally lubricated. Basically, it was clear he had done this before, though maybe not with a guy this hung.

It only took a couple minutes for me to bottom out. I won't lie, Nick didn't look like a happy camper and he was furiously pinning his feet behind his head while his toes squirmed. His mouth kept snarling with spit dripping down his chin, but he was sexy as fuck doing it, and I clocked that all this work was for me. "You're such a slut for cock," I said with a grin.

"You know it."

I sized him up, from that hairy chest to the mane of curly hair, even to his own cock which was pretty damn big. I would guess eight or eight and a half. He probably wasn't used to getting bested by a partner.

Chemistry kept bringing us closer, and soon we were kissing while I nailed him. Our hands clawed at each other and honestly there was a scrappy competitive quality to the sex. He bit my neck and my face a couple times then I returned the favor. Suddenly he told me to let him up and fuck up from the back.

This was very hot as well, and actually with Nick on his knees in bed and me directly behind him, directly skewering that ass with fully zero lube, mind you, his naked body was almost pressed against his window. "You know people can see us, right?" I said.

"Fuck yeah. That's the point."

I laughed and it turned me on as well.

"I want to get a reputation as a huge slut. Or actually, like a sex god or something. I want guys to see me and immediately think of a hot fuck."

"Damn, that's hot."

As it was there weren't many people passing at this angle, but there were a few I noticed, and probably a couple definitely saw what was happening up here. I was hitting his prostate again and again as his own big cock scraped the window. He was basically drenched in sweat at this point and I was pretty damp too. I hugged him from behind, stroking him a few times then taking his neck. I choked him as well which he loved. We made out, Nick tilting his head over his shoulder.

"I love raw dick," Nick said with a breathy moan. "You're so fucking sexy."

"You too. I saw you earlier and I knew I wanted you."

"Mmm, you're so hot. I hoped you'd choose me. I knew you'd end up fucking one of us."

That made me chuckle but it was true. I was gonna fuck tonight and I was glad Nick was my bottom.

"Okay," I said after another minute. "I need to breed you now."

"Nooooo!" he yelled out. We both laughed. "One... more... minute."

I kissed his neck, then bit his neck and his ear. "Your hole is so tight around me."

"Fuck my pussy. Fuck this boy pussy and make me cum." Nick licked his lips. "Breed me! Breed me!!!" That was loud, and I wouldn't be surprised if people both inside and out of the building heard it.

"Ugh... fuck!" I yelled. And unable to hold off, I began to fire jets of hot cum inside that tight raw ass. I just kept shooting, and then halfway through I literally heard a loud noise as Nick's cock started to splatter the window in front of us. I rubbed up and down his sweaty body, packing my cream deep inside him over and over again.

It took a while to come down since I just kept going. At last my cock was spent, and as we both recovered and breathed like fucking runners after a marathon, I pulled out. Nick immediately reached back, feeling for whatever cum was ready to drip from his ass and feeding itself.

That was fucking hot, watching him still facing his dorm window, feeding himself my hot fresh cum. He probably got most of it, and for good measure I reached down to the window and swiped some of his cum to taste. "Mmmm," I moaned.

"Good?" he said.

"Hell yeah."

"Let's share." And then we both swapped a gushy cum kiss. It was the first time I'd ever done that.

I actually wanted to get to know Nick a bit better. Ok, he had a bad rap, but I thought I could see why... and the chemistry between us was undeniable. Meanwhile Marcela had been texting me but, whatever.

Nick offered I could go and shower, but then he ended up joining me. The tiny shower stalls were hidden by little curtains, and the two of us barely fit in one. I was half wondering whether some jock would walk and either yell at us or join us. Unfortunately nobody ended up coming.

After washing each other's bodies and kissing a lot, with tons of giggles, we went back to Nick's room. The fact was, now both of us were actually starving. We left and went to a food place near campus where I got to know him better. This was definitely a weird, though very attractive guy.

I did end up going home at like three that night (or morning). It definitely wasn't the last time I met up with Nick.

Ok another one of my more interesting hookups from those days involved this guy named Iris. No it wasn't his real name, but he'd changed it around the time he dyed his hair blue and pierced his lip or so he told me. Iris was 23 and an arts student.

I of course was still 18 with a 10" penis, and learning my own personal line between being sexy and assertive and just plain being a brat.

So one part of my sex and dating life at the time was that I was very invested in the whole dating app game. No, I didn't treat the apps just as bland generic hookup places where I had to quickly screen people like a chore. I was very invested and would often have hours and hours of conversations with guys whether or not I ended up fucking them. I was probably also bored.

Iris was interesting in that he seemed very non bothered by me. I was used to guys swooning over and cramming my inbox, and hey it's not because I was a supermodel but you put my age and my dick size together, plus a good enough body and face, and that's all the recipe you need for popularity. Iris had messaged me first, yes, but then kept going radio silent while I would hit him up and probably annoy him on there. The added bonus for me was knowing he was studying art in college, since it's something I still wanted to do myself and I thought he was cool for it.

Iris was physically attractive but I'm going to be honest, objectively most guys wouldn't think much of him especially in the fake world of apps. He was a tiny bit chunky and his face was kind of cat-like but with full cheeks. I found him weirdly cute but yeah, let's just say it was intriguing that I was the one that kept bothering him. He seemed barely interested in me at times, like for instance he did confirm if I was really that big and then he actually had the audacity to say "well I've had bigger" probably with some sarcastic emoji. (I think that was a blatant lie based on what happened after lol.) I liked the artsy selfies he had of himself in stark lighting, wearing stuff like pink panties or a loose white button down shirt while gazing intensely at the camera.

I did want to drill Iris, but he was being difficult about it, which of course just turned me on more.

Finally we arrived at the appointed day. He'd already canceled like twice before but I was determined and this time he told me where he lived since he would host. It was a small complex and he had the semi basement unit which was fitting for this guy who kind of seemed like an artsy cave troll.

So Iris let me in like half an hour late (fitting), seeming almost disturbed to see me. He was even more guarded than I expected and I thought he would back out. But somehow or other I cornered him by his easel, since most of his space was a messy art studio with a queen bed in the corner. We made out and I was so bold as to feel him up, and from then on he was into it. He made little soft moaning sounds regularly which I found sensual and honestly more feminine than I was used to.

Iris at last wanted to service me and crawled down on the floor. As soon as he saw my dick he looked a bit overwhelmed and whispered "fuck". Of course I responded with "Oh yeah I know, it's not that big, you've had bigger." (Not because I'm such a vain bitch but cmon, the dude had set himself up.)

His idea of a blow job was mostly to work the head, he did get down on the shaft but maybe about halfway at the most lol. I was honestly shocked that this 23 year old was so terrible at a blow job since his vibe seemed very sexual but hey, people are shocking. It made me wonder how the anal was going to work... But yeah, shitty head aside, Iris was a very good kisser and we did kiss a lot. I quickly learned that I loved to rub my hands over his chest and back which was soft and smooth, and he'd do those soft moans and suck my tongue which he was better at.

So yeah, we are just getting started here... push comes to shove and I want to get inside Iris. He hesitated and It thought he would refuse but then he's leaning over his art desk in his panties. I take my time and kiss my way down and his ass is definitely big and peachy, again it's feminine compared to your typical bubble ass. He enjoys my rimming but I just want to fuck, now I get ready to enter him but he wants a set change so we move to the bed. This doesn't help unfortunately, he seems nervous and doubting and at long last I get the head inside. I know for a fact that I'm gonna have to become his bottom coach lol, since if this arty bitch ever did take a monster cock before his ass closed up like a vice after.

You're probably thinking the story ends with shitty sex and none of this works. But that's where this gets good, I'm a patient motherfucker (or moreso just very determined) and I want to make this work. I keep adding lube and telling him to relax as I stroke his back which calms him down. I tell him he's beautiful, so sexy, gorgeous, and each of these words makes him relax more until he's wiggling his hips and glancing over his shoulder. Ok, I'm thinking, at least we're on the same page now. It's still a damn fucking struggle to get so much as half my big dick inside. The thickness alone is a challenge but you know what, his ass is opening up nicely and I can literally see it stretch for me in real time. That is actually hotter to me than a quick and easy fuck.

"I think we should stop now" he said unexpectedly right when we are getting somewhere.

"What the fuck?! Is that a joke?"

"I feel like this is good for now and I can just blow you." Oh hell no, more blow job from him?! I may as well just jack myself off.

"Look baby, you're so hot and you're turning me on so much. Do you have any idea how much you just stretched to let me inside?" I kissed him everywhere as my leaner body arched over still lodged halfway in. "Let's keep going."

He whined and bit his lip but agreed, barely. I knew I was on thin ice. More lube, more working him over and even reaching around to help him get into it. I do my best to fuck just a little bit to show him that this is already working even as we have inches to go.

Well I don't know how it happened, it probably took another full hour but I was all the way inside. He complained and huffed and puffed but actually he took the whole thing with not very much pain, it was more his mental issues with actually accommodating me. As soon as I informed him that I had bottomed out, it was cute because he had to reach back there to confirm it, he got very turned on. It was like flipping a switch. He started moaning louder and giving me these sexy looks. I happily obliged and fucked him missionary, but we went back to doggie since this just seemed to work best.

Ok, here goes. Now's the surprise that really makes this story wild.

We were in the middle of this long awaited fuck that I honestly wanted to savor when there is the sound of a key. Next thing I know in the corner of my eye is a guy standing there in silhouette. "Oh fuck no," he yells out.

"Hey! I said I might need the apartment for a while!" Iris called back, suddenly very screechy.

"I thought you were gonna paint, not get fucked," said his boyfriend.

"You know we're open, you know this is always on the table. I can do what I damn well please..." Then they had a whole relationship discussion on the spot but neither guy addressed me and after a slight pause for manners I just went back to drilling this dude's boyfriend. I couldn't believe what was happening but I just focused on that big soft ass and the nice feelings in my cock.

Finally Iris succeeded in winning the argument by saying that they were technically open, and after wandering in circles for a minute his man just sat down on a chair. So now we are doing some cucking?! Lol.The funniest part is how neither of them asked what I wanted to do but I was more background scenery. Well at least until they shut up and let the fucking continue.

I knew his man had registered how big I was. That seemed to change the dynamic somewhat but Iris was still taking it like a champ and backing his ass up into me, etc. "You have a beautiful boyfriend," I mumbled to him to cut the tension.

At last, right on cue Mr. Cuck pulled his dick out and was actually masturbating watching us. I have no clue if this was something they'd ever done but now it was happening, and let's just say that suddenly things made a lot of sense. The boyfriend was probably half my size to be honest.

So I lasted as long as I could but Iris was now begging me to cum in him. We hadn't even discussed that part to be honest, but nobody was wearing a condom and his boyfriend was gonna watch him get bred. I grunted and tugged my balls, then started to unload in Iris. Iris came all over his own bedsheets, and I'm pretty sure that the boyfriend came too.

After I pulled out the other guy walked over like he needed to check on him. Suddenly I got a good look at this guy and he seemed a few years older than Iris, a bit chubby, with a beard. I had the random desire to start making out with him too and if I had the chance to even play with both of them, but this was before my first threesome and alas the vibe was not right.

I got ready to go and at the last second Iris came over. He finally apologized then gave me a hug and a kiss. Finally he whispered, "Sooo this is probably not gonna happen again," which surprised me since the whole thing had seemed like a success. Especially with the boyfriend actually jacking off watching us (!). But right after seeing me outside he went to his boyfriend and I heard him comforting him. Maybe I dipped out right in time.

Hopefully this was hot to read as well as just weird, since it was both of those things to me at the time!

This is an idea based around nyc but it doesn't technically have to be there, it just works for the idea. Essentially I am from a wealthier area but going to visit a friend who recently moved to a very hood neighborhood. I'm on the subway heading over and you are sitting across from me. I'm in my late 20s, pretty fit, white, trendy looks and hair. As for you, I was thinking you could be black or another race. (I'm not looking for hardcore race play per se but the whole hood thing is part of it :)

So I check you out and I see you checking me out. You have a more masculine vibe and I can see you try to hide it but I can tell what's up. Eventually I ask you for help and directions to strike up a conversation. I follow you off at your stop as we keep talking. My friend is then running late and next thing we know, the flirting paid off and we're going up to your place.

I think it's kind of hot if you have other people who are home, like roommate or family. You could be either bottom or vers.

kinks- raceplay, income gap, rough, bb, sweat, musk, clothed fucking, sports gear, undies, jockstraps, piercings, nipple play, ass play, rimming, hung, kissing, bromance, DL

limits- gore, fem, furry, underage

18 + to play

When I was younger I was pretty wild. I was 18, newly out and just discovering my top and also dom sides. Being hung (10") I was intrigued how fast I had gone from borderline depressed and an artist gamer type to everyone's cup of tea :).

So there was this guy I was hooking up with, well we'd already met up a few times. In truth we were on the way towards being FWB it seemed, even though he was 29 and 11 years older than me. I was this kid half-assing my way through community college and he was an actual tech bro (yes Silicon Valley) with a very well paying job (and I mean very). He came across as your average coding Chad complete with a set of golf clubs in the back of the Porsche, basically what I'm saying is he was not out, though he said he would be one day... But he was very horny for younger cock and even getting ordered around a bit.

Well like I said, I was 18 and testing my limits. Suddenly I got it in my head that I was going to take things up a level... I think I was daring myself too. Anyway, we had a plan to meet up one day after his work. I was supposed to wait for him to pick me up but, knowing where he worked now, I just headed over there myself. He texted me he was just about to leave when I showed up in his office, this 18 year old broccoli head with a backpack on.

He didn't seem thrilled but I had timed it well, there was only one other person there who was in the process of leaving. Standing in his office with big glass floor to ceiling windows on the rest of the work area, I kinda freaked him out asking how his day was and if he missed me. His eyes kept bugging out... he's probably thinking this snot-nosed kid is about to out or blackmail him. As soon as it's just us, I tell him to bend over the desk. He flatly refuses and tells me I'm way out of line. He says I misunderstood what this is about and we are strictly sexual on his terms. But I was undeterred and told him my big, fat teen cock wanted his horny ass and I wasn't taking no for an answer. It was working and finally he closed the blinds and stood at his desk and said he couldn't believe he was doing this.

Well this dude was a gym bro in addition to a tech bro. I knew he wanted his ass looking good for me (and whoever else) and he was skilled at that. He was also a jockstrap aficionado and just as I expected he was currently jocked up, probably because he was actually thinking about getting plowed by me later. I got down there and rimmed him which made him squirm and soon he was touching himself like a horny bitch, my horny bitch. Then I whipped my lube out of my bag and entered him bare.

While I fucked him I kept telling him that I owned his ass, that he needed to stop second guessing me. I told him that I got to come over and fuck him whenever I damn well pleased. I don't even know where this stuff came from but I just kept saying it. It turned him on more and more and more, he was rock hard and leaking everywhere. I told him he was a good boy which made him whine like a puppy. This was a very handsome man with thick muscle pecs and a nice ass and my big cock sliding inside him looked phenomenal, if I do say so myself.

"I'm a spoiled, bratty, selfish 18 year old and I want your fat jock ass. You my slut?"

"Yessir."

"You for real this teen boy's dirty slut?'

"Oh yeah. Always."

When this guy's hands reached his nipples I knew he was done, soon he was telling me to slow down or he'd have to cum. That just made me laugh. I was close too, so I dumped a fat load inside him as he ruined whatever papers were lying there. Afterwards he seemed a little scared of me as he cleaned up and got dressed.

We went and got dinner as planned and then he gave me anther blow job later. But that was the last time I heard from him, I think I crossed the line. Oh well, at least we enjoyed it in the moment ;)

It was our first year of university, we were young and horny and bonded fast as friends. It started with sex talk, then jacking off together. Then (with the help of lots of alcohol) giving head, and fucking, and... Well, the whole period lasted not more than a month. It was practically on the very same morning that both of us woke up and said, whatever the hell that was, it's over.

Now, we've been out of school for a couple years. I'm doing well at my career and between relationships. You have a long term girlfriend. At least, I thought you did. The truth is, you broke up with her recently and ever since you're not feeling right. You're thinking about me again, way too much. You know you shouldn't, but I made you feel a certain way. You need me. And you're just depressed enough to take action on it.

Even though you and me never speak of what happened those years ago, we both know who ended up topping who. You tried sticking it inside of me and it was just wrong all over. But when I stuck my big cock in you, it was like a special kind of fit that only exists between two bros. Maybe that's the thing you want again.

kinks- bromance, sweat, musk, hairy, rough, making out, ass play, nipples, pits, jockstraps, undies, switch, public, group

limits- gore, incest, underage

IRL refs please for this smutty scene

Nobody said it was conventional, but it happened anyway.

You and me were roommates our first year in college. We started out as polar opposites, me as a straight jock, and you as an out gay guy. (I'm open to you playing various types but not into femboys specifically!) At first we had little in common and kept to ourselves. But then we got more honest with each other and it became a really unlikely friendship.

Now it's been a few years and we are both in our final year at school. I have a room in an off-campus house with guys like myself, while you are in a relationship with a guy and even living together. Or, you were in a relationship. Apparently it turned abusive and nasty and kinda left you with some scars. I should know, you told me all about it.

Just recently, something new has evolved. I'm getting drunk a lot these days and always text or call you. You meanwhile are between temporary housing situations and still recovering from what happened. Lately I invite you over, or you just show up, and sit there on my floor with a bottle of wine and talk for hours as I nod along, or play video games, or we give each other back rubs. A few times now you just crawl in bed with me and we wake up the next morning. Awkward, maybe, but who cares? It's really just about us.

I like the basic idea of you making the first move. You don't want to ruin the friendship but you also can't help it anymore especially with all the booze flowing. I would resist at first but then once I agree to try stuff, I can get a bit more dom. Not looking for classic one sided dom/sub since I think this scene works better as a give-and-take.

kinks- bromance, making out, nipple play, ass play, curious, alcohol, cuddling, aftercare, handsfree orgasm, bb, straight to gay, switch, reversals, hung, hairy, smooth, realistic, dirty talk

limits- hyper, furry, underage, femboy, sounding

I like IRL refs if possible and I rp here, 18 and over only

18 or older only

You come home one day back to our apartment. It's that time of the month again - rent time. I look up at you and say "Hey, I'm about to send in my rent payment. Are you sure you don't want to give me yours too?" You just shake your head and look down. I'm used to this routine with you; for some reason you insist on handling your own rent separately. But this time, you seem really upset.

After we go back and forth and I try to figure out what's happening, you finally break down. You tell me the true story: you actually can't afford rent at all. The only reason you're able to stay here is that you are basically the landlord's freeuse slut: what started as once a month has become far more often. In fact, you just came from his office now.

I'm devastated to hear that about you. I immediately try to comfort you, although I can't help but be curious. How long has this been going on? What's it like? Is it... painful?

Unfortunately, as much as I want to be supportive, something else starts happening. I'm getting hard, with my arm around you, unable to stop thinking about that hot ass getting skewered like a meatball, no matter how much you hate it...

***

kinks- dubcon, cnc, manipulation, seduction, nipple play, hung, ass play, handsfree orgasm, undies, jocks, bubble butts, making out, bromance

limits- gore, underage, incest, furry

IRL refs only

MC: 25-35 range, masculine but guy next door vibes, only been with women but has buried curiosities in men
YC: 18-21, mature and grounded for his age; knows his sexuality but no experience yet, not out, wants to take it slow

What this RP is not: One or both characters flipping a switch and becoming a turbo slut, rabid dom top, slave, master, sissy, etc.
What this RP is: Exploration through initial innocence leading to increasingly complex and forbidden areas based on age gap and learning their unique blend of eroticism

Basic story outline:
I work for your dad's small company in a basic blue collar job. He's a fairly conservative man but a good boss, and I'm a good employee, but now it's time for me to go back to school and get some more education. Luckily for me, your dad is generously offering to foot the bill so I can get extra training. I need to start with some more basic community college courses to get my prereqs, which coincidentally puts me in some of the same classes as his own son, you. You just graduated school and are now starting in CC.

I'm significantly older than you, but we actually hit it off really fast. We start studying together and hanging out. On my end, I also become aware of something else. Though I try to ignore it, there is a weird dynamic happening with my boss's son that feels like chemistry. It makes me uncomfortable but hanging out with you is so natural that it's not really a big deal.

Everything comes to a head one night at your place - since yes, we study a lot in your room at home - when I happen to see something on your computer. We try to brush it off. But the cat is out of the bag, and then we're talking about it. Sexuality.

This RP would have a fair bit of build up especially with some interesting and deep conversations between us. But also, smut can get mixed in fairly early depending on how things go (and there are some creative ways to do this). All in all, this RP is not actually meant to be purely "vanilla", it's just more nuanced and realistic as to guys who have these personalities and backgrounds and therefore a focus is on how things would actually unfold in this situation.

sexually speaking,

kinks- realism, age gap, forbidden vibes (due to the dad/boss connection), sensory detail, kissing, deep conversation, conflicting emotions, innocence, nipple play, ass play, public, threesome, group, undies, jocks, multiple orgasm, sex addiction, dirty talk, switch
limits- gore, incest, underage, furry, BDSM focus

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