u/Sweden_dude

Everyone in this story is over 18 years.

Not too long ago, I posted a “business as usual” cock photo in a group on a social media forum. Later that day, I was contacted by another dad like me, saying his boyfriend had just arrived in my country for a short vacation. He continued by writing that “he would love to see me breaking his boyfriend's ass with my cock”.

I was stunned. I had to ask him why he said that and why he wanted it. He replied, “Show no mercy. I'm his master and I make those decisions.” He started sending me nudes of both himself and his partner (who apparently loved getting fucked by anonymous men). Everything felt so unreal, but also tempting at the same time. Each picture the guy sent me came with the demand: “You need to wear my boyfriend out”.

The boyfriend was cute, a twink type of guy. Peachy ass, in his mid-20s, blonde, and skinny. Im 40 years old. The partner told me he would connect me with his boyfriend, but it felt surreal and like it wouldn't actually happen. But one hour later, I was contacted by the boyfriend himself.

The boyfriend was also very pushy and horny, and I was asked to come visit his hotel room. I was getting excited, thinking to myself that I had fucked around with strangers before. When he sent me the address of a hotel not too far away from where I live, while also begging me to fuck him, I decided to give it a go.

I managed to get up to his room from the reception very easily and smoothly. When I knocked on his door, my pulse was racing… was this really happening? The door opened and just like in the photos, in front of me stood the cute twink dressed in a bathrobe. Although he looked like a conservative, boy-next-door type, he immediately took the lead and asked me to follow him to the bedroom.

By default, I looked around the room to see if the “partner” was there – but it seemed to be a 110 percent true story happening. He started sucking me off, sitting on the bed while I was standing. His hands went through my hairy chest, and I was rock hard with excitement. “Oh, wait,” he said. He stopped sucking, still with my cock in his mouth, and reached for his phone. Before I knew it, I heard a “click” and he replied, “Need photographic proof for my man.” The deeper I pushed my cock into his throat, the more he gagged and choked.

The boyfriend stopped and moved back onto the bed. He was now on all fours, and I lifted up the bathrobe overlapping his ass. His ass was clear as water and shaved, and I spit on my fingers before fingering him.

I was extremely horny and my dick was fully erect, and his ass was just about to expand. His ass swallowed every inch of my cock and he moaned softly, clearly loving every moment of being repeatedly impaled by me. I pulled his hips back a little further than he had previously, paused just a moment, and then thrust forward with such force that he gave an involuntary gasp. From then on, I was fucking him hard.

I could hear the bed cracking from our movements. Suddenly, I saw his arm slightly raised and I heard a “click” – another photo. I heard him shouting “Fuck yeahhh!” and I pulled his hair towards me while fucking him from behind.

I was getting closer to cumming. I think he could tell I was about to blow, so he lowered his upper body and raised his buttocks. My grip on his waist was steady and I let out a guttural moan before squirting my load inside him. He held his place and my dick stayed inside of him until it began to shrink. My seed was leaking from his ass as I gasped for breath, slowly regaining my self-control. 

He literally asked me to just leave, haha, so I got dressed and showed myself out. The last thing I saw from the door when leaving was his legs laying down, and a silent “oouhh…” before I closed the door.

Aftermath: A day later, I was contacted by the partner again, saying “Well done.” Attached was one of the photos of me fucking the boyfriend. I did ask about the boyfriend and a few other things, but I never got a reply. I guess my time was up!

Not too long ago, I posted a “business as usual” cock photo in a group on a social media forum. Later that day, I was contacted by another dad like me, saying his boyfriend had just arrived in my country for a short vacation. He continued by writing that “he would love to see me breaking his boyfriend's ass with my cock”.

I was stunned. I had to ask him why he said that and why he wanted it. He replied, “Show no mercy. I'm his master and I make those decisions.” He started sending me nudes of both himself and his partner (who apparently loved getting fucked by anonymous men). Everything felt so unreal, but also tempting at the same time. Each picture the guy sent me came with the demand: “You need to wear my boyfriend out”.

The boyfriend was cute, a twink type of guy. Peachy ass, in his mid-20s, blonde, and skinny. Im 40 years old. The partner told me he would connect me with his boyfriend, but it felt surreal and like it wouldn't actually happen. But one hour later, I was contacted by the boyfriend himself.

The boyfriend was also very pushy and horny, and I was asked to come visit his hotel room. I was getting excited, thinking to myself that I had fucked around with strangers before. When he sent me the address of a hotel not too far away from where I live, while also begging me to fuck him, I decided to give it a go.

I managed to get up to his room from the reception very easily and smoothly. When I knocked on his door, my pulse was racing… was this really happening? The door opened and just like in the photos, in front of me stood the cute twink dressed in a bathrobe. Although he looked like a conservative, boy-next-door type, he immediately took the lead and asked me to follow him to the bedroom.

By default, I looked around the room to see if the “partner” was there – but it seemed to be a 110 percent true story happening. He started sucking me off, sitting on the bed while I was standing. His hands went through my hairy chest, and I was rock hard with excitement. “Oh, wait,” he said. He stopped sucking, still with my cock in his mouth, and reached for his phone. Before I knew it, I heard a “click” and he replied, “Need photographic proof for my man.” The deeper I pushed my cock into his throat, the more he gagged and choked.

The boyfriend stopped and moved back onto the bed. He was now on all fours, and I lifted up the bathrobe overlapping his ass. His ass was clear as water and shaved, and I spit on my fingers before fingering him.

I was extremely horny and my dick was fully erect, and his ass was just about to expand. His ass swallowed every inch of my cock and he moaned softly, clearly loving every moment of being repeatedly impaled by me. I pulled his hips back a little further than he had previously, paused just a moment, and then thrust forward with such force that he gave an involuntary gasp. From then on, I was fucking him hard.

I could hear the bed cracking from our movements. Suddenly, I saw his arm slightly raised and I heard a “click” – another photo. I heard him shouting “Fuck yeahhh!” and I pulled his hair towards me while fucking him from behind.

I was getting closer to cumming. I think he could tell I was about to blow, so he lowered his upper body and raised his buttocks. My grip on his waist was steady and I let out a guttural moan before squirting my load inside him. He held his place and my dick stayed inside of him until it began to shrink. My seed was leaking from his ass as I gasped for breath, slowly regaining my self-control. 

He literally asked me to just leave, haha, so I got dressed and showed myself out. The last thing I saw from the door when leaving was his legs laying down, and a silent “oouhh…” before I closed the door.

Aftermath: A day later, I was contacted by the partner again, saying “Well done.” Attached was one of the photos of me fucking the boyfriend. I did ask about the boyfriend and a few other things, but I never got a reply. I guess my time was up!

Not too long ago, I posted a “business as usual” cock photo in a group on a social media forum. Later that day, I was contacted by another dad like me, saying his boyfriend had just arrived in my country for a short vacation. He continued by writing that “he would love to see me breaking his boyfriend's ass with my cock”.

I was stunned. I had to ask him why he said that and why he wanted it. He replied, “Show no mercy. I'm his master and I make those decisions.” He started sending me nudes of both himself and his partner (who apparently loved getting fucked by anonymous men). Everything felt so unreal, but also tempting at the same time. Each picture the guy sent me came with the demand: “You need to wear my boyfriend out”.

The boyfriend was cute, a twink type of guy. Peachy ass, in his mid-20s, blonde, and skinny. Im 40 years old. The partner told me he would connect me with his boyfriend, but it felt surreal and like it wouldn't actually happen. But one hour later, I was contacted by the boyfriend himself.

The boyfriend was also very pushy and horny, and I was asked to come visit his hotel room. I was getting excited, thinking to myself that I had fucked around with strangers before. When he sent me the address of a hotel not too far away from where I live, while also begging me to fuck him, I decided to give it a go.

I managed to get up to his room from the reception very easily and smoothly. When I knocked on his door, my pulse was racing… was this really happening? The door opened and just like in the photos, in front of me stood the cute twink dressed in a bathrobe. Although he looked like a conservative, boy-next-door type, he immediately took the lead and asked me to follow him to the bedroom.

By default, I looked around the room to see if the “partner” was there – but it seemed to be a 110 percent true story happening. He started sucking me off, sitting on the bed while I was standing. His hands went through my hairy chest, and I was rock hard with excitement. “Oh, wait,” he said. He stopped sucking, still with my cock in his mouth, and reached for his phone. Before I knew it, I heard a “click” and he replied, “Need photographic proof for my man.” The deeper I pushed my cock into his throat, the more he gagged and choked.

The boyfriend stopped and moved back onto the bed. He was now on all fours, and I lifted up the bathrobe overlapping his ass. His ass was clear as water and shaved, and I spit on my fingers before fingering him.

I was extremely horny and my dick was fully erect, and his ass was just about to expand. His ass swallowed every inch of my cock and he moaned softly, clearly loving every moment of being repeatedly impaled by me. I pulled his hips back a little further than he had previously, paused just a moment, and then thrust forward with such force that he gave an involuntary gasp. From then on, I was fucking him hard.

I could hear the bed cracking from our movements. Suddenly, I saw his arm slightly raised and I heard a “click” – another photo. I heard him shouting “Fuck yeahhh!” and I pulled his hair towards me while fucking him from behind.

I was getting closer to cumming. I think he could tell I was about to blow, so he lowered his upper body and raised his buttocks. My grip on his waist was steady and I let out a guttural moan before squirting my load inside him. He held his place and my dick stayed inside of him until it began to shrink. My seed was leaking from his ass as I gasped for breath, slowly regaining my self-control. 

He literally asked me to just leave, haha, so I got dressed and showed myself out. The last thing I saw from the door when leaving was his legs laying down, and a silent “oouhh…” before I closed the door.

Aftermath: A day later, I was contacted by the partner again, saying “Well done.” Attached was one of the photos of me fucking the boyfriend. I did ask about the boyfriend and a few other things, but I never got a reply. I guess my time was up!

Me and my boyfriend were, at the time of this story, not in a good place. We were pretty much over as a couple. The sparks were just not there. When things got really shaky, he lived part-time at his place and part-time at mine. I thought he was cheating on me because he would disappear for periods at a time and act strange. It turned out to be much worse. At the time, both of us was in our 30s. 

After a huge fight at my place one day, he rushed out in a massive rage. He slammed the door and I was left standing there in the hallway, completely furious. I was just about to smash something when I noticed he had forgotten his phone on the table. You see, one of the things I hated most about him was his constant screen time, which always bothered me, so my first instinct was to throw the phone right out the window.

When I grabbed his phone, it was unlocked. On the screen, I saw some kind of editing mode or control panel (on a rather popular dating app) displaying photos of a familiar ass - naughty photos. I quickly caught a profile name and memorized it right before my boyfriend came back, furiously screaming for his phone, and left again. When he left, I quickly checked out the dating platform I managed to see on his phone and searched for the username. What I saw took me by surprise.

On this profile, I saw my boyfriend in explicit photos. There were photos of him with dicks in his mouth. I knew he had also taken photos of us having sex, and one photo clearly showed my cock eating his ass. This was not a cute social media platform - this was clearly a cheating boyfriend.

But now I went a bit loco and things escalated. The thing is, I got even more horny seeing him online. I wanted him! I decided to try to hook up with him. We got in touch and started exchanging nudes, fantasies, and potential fuck scenarios. I have a jolly good-sized cock, and he complimented it, praised my size, and told me everything he wanted to do with it. Strangely, I have a birthmark that he should recognize. He never commented—or did he realize it was me? After some time... we set a date and he asked me to come over to his place.

On D-Day, I was not nervous, but excited to shout "surprise!" and start a fight. I wanted Ricki Lake drama. When I rang the doorbell to his apartment, my heart jumped ten times in a row. He opened the door and looked mischievous. It felt strangely thrilling. He took my hand and led me into the apartment. He felt dominant, and I got the feeling he knew it was me the whole time. He literally pushed me down onto the sofa, and before I knew it, he unzipped my jeans and roughly dragged them down. To my surprise, I was fully erect, and my cock slapped against my stomach before pointing straight up in the air.

I was sitting on the sofa with my jeans dragged down to my knees, and my rock-hard cock was now being gagged on by my slutty boyfriend. He ate my cock like a champion; it barely fit in his mouth, and saliva dripped down his cheeks. I heard the sound of “schluuuck, schluuuck” and a heavy gasp in between.

He wanted more and took command. He spit my cock out of his mouth, turned around, grabbed a sturdy grip around my cock, and shoved it with force inside his wide-open ass. He was extremely tight, and our reverse cowboy position gave me a perfect view of my hard cock wearing his pink hole out. He increased his speed, almost in a squatting position, jumping on my pelvis and hard dick. I heard the sound of his cock hitting his stomach, his intensifying moaning, and the sound of “slap, slap, slap...” from my cock thrusting deep inside him.

He stopped for a second, jiggling around while fully sitting on top of me, my fully erect cock buried inside him. Before he started to jump on me again, my hands grabbed his waist, and each push hit deeper and rougher. His moans turned into begging and whining. My cock squeezed his ass, wearing him out before I started to feel my orgasm coming.

I managed to groan while fucking him during those last minutes, and shouted at him, "You wanted this, huh?" to which he just answered with a whine, “I’m sorry, papi, ahh.” One last hard thrust made him scream, “Fuucckk!”. His head rolled back against me, and I felt myself making him pregnant with my load. We fell back onto the sofa, him still sitting on top of me. And even though we spent the night together after that, this was our official goodbye fuck before this relationship became a finished chapter.

Me and my boyfriend were, at the time of this story, not in a good place. We were pretty much over as a couple. The sparks were just not there. When things got really shaky, he lived part-time at his place and part-time at mine. I thought he was cheating on me because he would disappear for periods at a time and act strange. It turned out to be much worse. At the time, both of us was in our 30s. 

After a huge fight at my place one day, he rushed out in a massive rage. He slammed the door and I was left standing there in the hallway, completely furious. I was just about to smash something when I noticed he had forgotten his phone on the table. You see, one of the things I hated most about him was his constant screen time, which always bothered me, so my first instinct was to throw the phone right out the window.

When I grabbed his phone, it was unlocked. On the screen, I saw some kind of editing mode or control panel (on a rather popular dating app) displaying photos of a familiar ass - naughty photos. I quickly caught a profile name and memorized it right before my boyfriend came back, furiously screaming for his phone, and left again. When he left, I quickly checked out the dating platform I managed to see on his phone and searched for the username. What I saw took me by surprise.

On this profile, I saw my boyfriend in explicit photos. There were photos of him with dicks in his mouth. I knew he had also taken photos of us having sex, and one photo clearly showed my cock eating his ass. This was not a cute social media platform - this was clearly a cheating boyfriend.

But now I went a bit loco and things escalated. The thing is, I got even more horny seeing him online. I wanted him! I decided to try to hook up with him. We got in touch and started exchanging nudes, fantasies, and potential fuck scenarios. I have a jolly good-sized cock, and he complimented it, praised my size, and told me everything he wanted to do with it. Strangely, I have a birthmark that he should recognize. He never commented—or did he realize it was me? After some time... we set a date and he asked me to come over to his place.

On D-Day, I was not nervous, but excited to shout "surprise!" and start a fight. I wanted Ricki Lake drama. When I rang the doorbell to his apartment, my heart jumped ten times in a row. He opened the door and looked mischievous. It felt strangely thrilling. He took my hand and led me into the apartment. He felt dominant, and I got the feeling he knew it was me the whole time. He literally pushed me down onto the sofa, and before I knew it, he unzipped my jeans and roughly dragged them down. To my surprise, I was fully erect, and my cock slapped against my stomach before pointing straight up in the air.

I was sitting on the sofa with my jeans dragged down to my knees, and my rock-hard cock was now being gagged on by my slutty boyfriend. He ate my cock like a champion; it barely fit in his mouth, and saliva dripped down his cheeks. I heard the sound of “schluuuck, schluuuck” and a heavy gasp in between.

He wanted more and took command. He spit my cock out of his mouth, turned around, grabbed a sturdy grip around my cock, and shoved it with force inside his wide-open ass. He was extremely tight, and our reverse cowboy position gave me a perfect view of my hard cock wearing his pink hole out. He increased his speed, almost in a squatting position, jumping on my pelvis and hard dick. I heard the sound of his cock hitting his stomach, his intensifying moaning, and the sound of “slap, slap, slap...” from my cock thrusting deep inside him.

He stopped for a second, jiggling around while fully sitting on top of me, my fully erect cock buried inside him. Before he started to jump on me again, my hands grabbed his waist, and each push hit deeper and rougher. His moans turned into begging and whining. My cock squeezed his ass, wearing him out before I started to feel my orgasm coming.

I managed to groan while fucking him during those last minutes, and shouted at him, "You wanted this, huh?" to which he just answered with a whine, “I’m sorry, papi, ahh.” One last hard thrust made him scream, “Fuucckk!”. His head rolled back against me, and I felt myself making him pregnant with my load. We fell back onto the sofa, him still sitting on top of me. And even though we spent the night together after that, this was our official goodbye fuck before this relationship became a finished chapter.

Me and my boyfriend were, at the time of this story, not in a good place. We were pretty much over as a couple. The sparks were just not there. When things got really shaky, he lived part-time at his place and part-time at mine. I thought he was cheating on me because he would disappear for periods at a time and act strange. It turned out to be much worse. At the time, both of us was in our 30s. 

After a huge fight at my place one day, he rushed out in a massive rage. He slammed the door and I was left standing there in the hallway, completely furious. I was just about to smash something when I noticed he had forgotten his phone on the table. You see, one of the things I hated most about him was his constant screen time, which always bothered me, so my first instinct was to throw the phone right out the window.

When I grabbed his phone, it was unlocked. On the screen, I saw some kind of editing mode or control panel (on a rather popular dating app) displaying photos of a familiar ass - naughty photos. I quickly caught a profile name and memorized it right before my boyfriend came back, furiously screaming for his phone, and left again. When he left, I quickly checked out the dating platform I managed to see on his phone and searched for the username. What I saw took me by surprise.

On this profile, I saw my boyfriend in explicit photos. There were photos of him with dicks in his mouth. I knew he had also taken photos of us having sex, and one photo clearly showed my cock eating his ass. This was not a cute social media platform - this was clearly a cheating boyfriend.

But now I went a bit loco and things escalated. The thing is, I got even more horny seeing him online. I wanted him! I decided to try to hook up with him. We got in touch and started exchanging nudes, fantasies, and potential fuck scenarios. I have a jolly good-sized cock, and he complimented it, praised my size, and told me everything he wanted to do with it. Strangely, I have a birthmark that he should recognize. He never commented—or did he realize it was me? After some time... we set a date and he asked me to come over to his place.

On D-Day, I was not nervous, but excited to shout "surprise!" and start a fight. I wanted Ricki Lake drama. When I rang the doorbell to his apartment, my heart jumped ten times in a row. He opened the door and looked mischievous. It felt strangely thrilling. He took my hand and led me into the apartment. He felt dominant, and I got the feeling he knew it was me the whole time. He literally pushed me down onto the sofa, and before I knew it, he unzipped my jeans and roughly dragged them down. To my surprise, I was fully erect, and my cock slapped against my stomach before pointing straight up in the air.

I was sitting on the sofa with my jeans dragged down to my knees, and my rock-hard cock was now being gagged on by my slutty boyfriend. He ate my cock like a champion; it barely fit in his mouth, and saliva dripped down his cheeks. I heard the sound of “schluuuck, schluuuck” and a heavy gasp in between.

He wanted more and took command. He spit my cock out of his mouth, turned around, grabbed a sturdy grip around my cock, and shoved it with force inside his wide-open ass. He was extremely tight, and our reverse cowboy position gave me a perfect view of my hard cock wearing his pink hole out. He increased his speed, almost in a squatting position, jumping on my pelvis and hard dick. I heard the sound of his cock hitting his stomach, his intensifying moaning, and the sound of “slap, slap, slap...” from my cock thrusting deep inside him.

He stopped for a second, jiggling around while fully sitting on top of me, my fully erect cock buried inside him. Before he started to jump on me again, my hands grabbed his waist, and each push hit deeper and rougher. His moans turned into begging and whining. My cock squeezed his ass, wearing him out before I started to feel my orgasm coming.

I managed to groan while fucking him during those last minutes, and shouted at him, "You wanted this, huh?" to which he just answered with a whine, “I’m sorry, papi, ahh.” One last hard thrust made him scream, “Fuucckk!”. His head rolled back against me, and I felt myself making him pregnant with my load. We fell back onto the sofa, him still sitting on top of me. And even though we spent the night together after that, this was our official goodbye fuck before this relationship became a finished chapter.