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Story for bottom 1 (the one using a thong from pics 1 through 12): It was my neighbor. He’s 41 now. I don’t live with my parents anymore, but back when I did, I had a married neighbor who lives a straight lifestyle and acted (and still acts like) he was the most macho man in the world. Once, I found someone’s Grindr profile who was 0 meters away from me. I showed him my dick, and then he sent me his album. It turned out to be him. My neighbor. The religious guy who openly talked to my dad about his intense hatred for the LGBTQ+ community every time he saw him—and who told my dad I’d go to hell for being bisexual—turned out to be a fat-assed faggot who cheats on his wife with men with big cocks and wears his wife’s thongs when he gets fucked. I showed him my Grindr album too—I have pics of my face in it—and told him I was alone. And I told him “since you know who I am, you must know where I live, so there’s no need to send you my location.”
So, he came over to my place and I fucked the hell out of him. I didn’t cum inside his ass—we used a condom—but I did cum in his mouth at least once. I recorded the whole thing so he’d stop talking about me. I threatened him and told him that if he ever said anything derogatory about my sexual orientation or the lgbt+ community again, I’d show everyone how I fucked him. I also told him that if we didn’t fuck at least once a week, I’d show the video too, and that’s how he became one of my regular fuck buddies until I moved away for college. Although, when I go back to my parents’ house to visit, I sometimes take the opportunity to fuck my neighbor when his wife or family aren’t home.
Story for bottom 2 (the one from pics 13 through 18): He was my high school teacher. I also met him on Grindr (all of them, actually). He taught me math and was really hard on me; he was very rude and always humiliated me in front of the whole class because I wasn’t as good at math as the others. All that ended when I graduated from high school. One day when I was home alone and on Grindr looking for someone to hook up with, I came across a 37-year-old married man who wanted a guy with a big dick to fuck him and who had a place. I took the opportunity and swiped right on him. Then I sent him photos of my dick, and he replied immediately—he swiped right (on Grindr, when you like a photo, a flame appears instead of a heart) on my photos and sent me his album. That’s when I realized he was my former high school teacher. Then I sent him my album, and that’s when he realized it was me. First, he called me by name and asked what I was doing on an app like that. I asked him the same thing. He said he was going to block me, but I told him there was nothing wrong with us hooking up because I wasn’t a minor anymore—I was already an adult—and I had the dick he was looking for. So, he agreed, came over to my place, and well, you can see what happened in the photos.
Story for bottom 3 (the one from pics 19 and 20): This story isn't that kinky—it's a little more ordinary. I met this guy on Grindr, too. He messaged me first, saying he was interested in my 19 cm (or 7-inch) dick, and he flooded our chat with photos of his ass before sending me his album. Then he told me he was also cheating, that he was married (in my Grindr profile’s description, I always make it clear that I’m not looking for anything serious because I’m already in a serious relationship with someone else, and that I ask for discretion), and that he was looking for the same thing. I sent him photos of my dick, my album, and then my location. He came over to my place and told me he liked it bareback, and I told him I had no problem with that. Well, you already know what happened next—you can see it in the photos. It turns out he’s the principal of a university in my city, and his adopted son went to the same high school as me but I never got along with his son and I don’t go to the university he works in, so that’s why the story isn’t all that scandalous.
I live in a very small town, which is why these things happen to me.