u/spunkerspanker11

So this all kicked of just about six years ago, I’d been living of state for about 8 years, and had just returned to my home state in central Kentucky. I had gotten spoiled on legal medical herb and forgotten how much of a hassle it was to find back home, but then I saw a guy on FB who lived nearby (we were both in the same area of the state, but a different town than where we grew up,) and although I didn’t know him especially well, he was a year ahead of me in school, but we had several mutual friends and you could tell just by looking at this deadhead that ol boy knew where the weed was… so I hollered at him online and he was just the man I was looking for. So, I arranged to come by his place for a little business exchange and social call.
When I got there, he was lounging on his couch just finishing rolling up a spliff like some kind of oragami art form, while another dude sat in the adjacent recliner. My guy, we’ll call him Rodney, looks up and smiles big, presenting his just finished master piece, “Dude! Perfect timing! Come sit a smoke with us!” Music to my stoner ears.
So, he introduced me to the other fella, Bobby, who turns out was the (gay) little brother of a guy who I had been classmates with back in the day. We sat and smoked, chatting it up and making friends. A little time passed by and I am completely geeked, and half retarded from ol boy product when, out of no where, Rodney’s old lady came wandering through the house from the back bedroom with a laundry basket in hand. I was surprised because she hadn’t mentioned being married (not that I’d asked,) and because turns out I did know her fairly well! “Barb!” I hollered and jumped up to hug an old friend. We talked for a bit while she pulled clothes out of the dryer and folded them. Everything was nice and pleasant for a moment or two, until I mentioned I didn’t know that she and Rodney were together. They gave each other an odd look and she says, “Well, funny you mention that…We’re actually separated, I live with my parents next door, but we’re still coparenting two teenaged girls.”
Ooops! Well, I was a little embarrassed by they didn’t seemed bothered… okay cool! “Y’all have fun, I gotta get to work.”
“Yeah, to work on your boss’s knob,” Rodney quips under his breath.
“Aw… are you jealous, honey? Well, look here, there’s a gay boy on either side of you’ins, betcha one ‘em take good care of ya! Boys… you got my blessing!” and sauntered out of the room. Little Bobby, still young enough to be wet behind the ears flushed red, and suddenly made excuse to roll out before put on the spot any further.
“Poor little guy, I said as he high tailed his way out the door towards his car.
“Yeah, he’s not really out yet… but he caught wind that me and Barb were swingers and came over to play with us one night. Confided to us that he was bi… then rlater amended that to gay. Ha! He was so nervous! But then the little dude got all cold feet and took off… just like that!” I giggled a bit but empathetically.
“I get that,” I said, “it’s really hard for most dudes to come out of the closet out here in small town redneck heaven. I was really lucky that way myself, if only that way. My asshole dad hated gays so much, I think I’d have gone queer just to piss him off if for no other reason!”
“Ha! No, doubt! I still remember one time in high school hearing about you getting in a fight in the locker room shower with Mark Springer with a full blown boner! Did that really happen?” Rodney asked… seeming suddenly very interested.
“Ha! Yeah, beat his too… but it wasn’t quite what it sounded like…” I was about to explain, but then…
“I also heard that you used to blow both your uncle’s every day?” His eyes were wide and very curious. “Was that for real or just gossip?”
“Damn, everybody here knows everyone’s business!” I laughed. “But yeah, sure did! We all lived out on the same farm, and well… it gets boring out there!” I shrugged and laughed it off. “But, now what I wanna know is about this swingers bit… you said little Bobby ran off… is that to say you were gonna do some bi stuff with ol boy?”
Rodney grinned like the devil and says, “Might have,” shrugging, “I would say that I’m curious enough to try some things in the right situation.” And just like that, the man loving part of my brain stepped forward and gave my host a thorough re-examination of a whole different kind. He was several inches taller than me (6’2” vs my 5’11”) but like me had the lanky skinny guy bod, handsome sharp features, thick wavy hair shaggy and wild in true hippie fashion and that same thick fur peaked out from the open top button of his Hawaiian shirt. He had cut-off jean shorts that were precariously loose fitting and ridding way low , revealing a thick line of happy trail and the beginnings of the thick bush that seemed unencumbered by any kind of underwear waistband.
My eye must’ve drifted there’s little to long, because he reached down into his pants and adjusted himself. “Ha! Man all this mentioning blow jobs got my attention!”
“Well, Barb DID give her blessing…” and I’d barely even got the word out when Rodney jumped to his feet fast enough that his shorts didn’t even make up with him! They just seemed to go the opposite direction landing on the floor around his sneakers. And there, not three feet from my eye level, Rodney’s mighty rod bobbed and swung fighting the opposing forces of gravity and the semi boner gaining mass before my eyes. Oh man, it was a hella nice cock too! Plenty long, like youd expect of a tall skinny white boy… but much thicker than you would ever imagine. Like nearly all Kentucky cocks, he was circumcised high and tight. A dark brown scar reached surprisingly far down the length of his inflating shaft. I couldn’t help but notice that he had more meat on the pink end of his manhood than most men carry in their jock, and he wasn’t even fully bricked up yet. Best of all, my weedman had this amazing oversized glans sculpted to absolute perfection He had a hefty pair of nuts on him too… already riding high up against his body ready to go! All in all… hands down one of the most amazing jock meats I have ever seen. I was awestruck and stunned, I’d have figured he was packing… but wow! And so fucking pretty!
He twisted his hips and gave it a nice pendulum motion, snapping out of my stupor. “Oh wow! Yeah… I am so gonna suck this cock!” As I reached out and pulled his mighty balls down and got a good grip on em. That was all it took for that boner to chub up full mast. A good 9”+ and almost scary thick in girth, and to my great delight… wouldn’t you know this guys raging veiny fuckrod had that perfect downward arching erection shape… custom designed to fit a cocksuckers throat. I let my arm weight hang off his nuts and soak up the sight of it …. As a shinny bead of tip drip forms front of my eyes like an invitation. I lap it up precisely and savor his hot sweet flavor. And look up as he loom over top of me.
Just as I am about to go down, he stops me and says, “hey, you care if we go into the bedroom and get totally naked?” Of course my horny little queer ass can only blink, nod, and drool as I stand up and follow him back. Going down the hallway we pass another bedroom, where Brenda sat on her own bed talking plans with some date… She looks and seen Rodney mega cock leading the march to the back room, me following like a puppy with my shorts tented out shamelessly. She gave a wink then got up and shut her door as we made our way.
He stopped us right in front of the bed, and says, “I ain’t bust nut in five days and I’ve been going crazy all day. I’m going blow my first load in minutes I can’t help it! But then I want to blow you… I always wanted to try it! And I promise I will go as many rounds you want… let’s try all the things!” I go to unbuckle my belt but he stops me… “Nah… lemme do that my turn and am already kneeling in front of him.
It’s summer time and I’m drawn to his big nuts like gravity and they’re much too large to get all the way in my mouth, but he lets out the most satisfying moan as I make out with his nuts… and I swear I catch a buzz off dude’s nut sweat. I remember thinking either my fly was gonna pop open, or my boner was gonna explode in my pants, but I did not, could not care. Came up for air off his balls, and gripping his fat fucker… slapped his leaking dick across my face, so impressed with the weight of it. I couldn’t wait another second, opened up wide and slowly inched his hot thundercock down my throat throat and sucked and slobbered like a crazed Gooner in a fever dream. I stayed right on it managing my breath and gag reflex, until, hot fucking damn I had my nose buried in those thick black pubes I’d spied earlier… He tried to tell me that no one had ever been able to get it all the way down like that before… But it came out all mumbled and incoherent , still I got the message and raised the bar even more, With my chin on his balls, I managed to still reach my tongue out to lap at his balls…
And just as he said he didn’t last no time! He pulled his cock from my throat to fire off his first blast right on my lips and nose, then he slid back into my mouth and wrestled my tongue with his awesome mushroom tip. “I want you to taste it, yeah! You like milking by Johnson?”
Mmm hmmm! Did I! I was just mind boggling how much jizz he fired off, and how great it taste, how hot his balls felt resisting my tug on em. I couldn’t hardly stop, he let me nurse on it and he stood over me, making loud statements about how it was the best damn cock sucking he ever had… knowing Barb could easily hear in the next room. Finally his knees began to buckle under him and he gently pulled me of him.
He pointed me to a comfy looking armchair in the corner of the room and I happy to oblige and there he stood face to face with me for a minute and then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “ when I was little I caught my older brother jerking off. I asked why he was doing that and he said that it was fun and just felt good. He said I could try and I did take a hold of it… and jerk him for a minute… I wanted to put it in my mouth so bad… but I was scared and just knew it was bad… but I been thinking about it ever since, I need to check out your business down there dude, that cool with you? I wanna suck that cock and catch that load.” He went for my belt while still whispering in my ear and biting my neck. Then he kneels and starts to work the button on my fly, and slowly pulls down my zipper. Finally, my shorts and briefs slide down and my aching throbbing erection pops upward. He help me step out of my clothes, handling my nuts just the way I handled his. Then gestured for me to take a seat back into the chair. He was clearly hot for my cock too, surprised I was very near his own XXL size. He said I could tell him what to do if I wanted, and I said, “you thought about it long enough, just have fun and enjoy, it’ll be all good you bet!”
He smiled like a kid at Christmas and took his sweet gracious time handling and making out with my penis. He kept both hands involved and really put himself into having a sloppy good time with his first taste of tube steak. I can feel myself getting close and I look down to see that he’s bricked up full mast again himself, a pool of tool drool gathering on his hardwood floor. I wanted it back in my mouth again desperately but I couldn’t move he had my cock ready to erupt, and when I did, the greedy fucker swallowed every blast of cum I had and like me kept on going I almost passed out from the intensity and being so stoned.
We holed up in his room when the kids got home from school, and Barb left for next door with them. After another joint, Rodney asked me if I would show him how to make sure he’s ready for a good ass fucking. I say sure, I could show what’s what, but if I demonstrate then I’m gonna want to get a turn too. He said, “bet.”…. And so I did.
I guess his old lady got him a douche from the porn store, much like mine… and we had a ridiculous candid moment making ourselves ready, and decided to take a shower together. I had a great stretch cock ring on me that fit just perfect right below our tips, and he had this stroker that was oh so snug with both our cocks squeezed together several times we both got close and then back off the edge. “I wanna do all the gay shit, man , both ways! First things first, I wanna bury my face that skinny little ass and tongue your fuck hole until it don’t make you nervous anymore, just needy!” Damn! How’d he know?
We got out the showered and had another little taste of eachother’s trouser snouts making our way back to his bed…. I was so fucking hot… in my mind I am fucking with a straight boy… only one that’s about to thoroughly use me and then have a turn himself…
He has a clear sense of exactly what he wants… upon my knees at the edge of the bed, back arched chest down… my tight little pucker on display and vulnerable. He swears that was the time he’d ever done any of that stuff…. But on Jesus, boys and girls, I swear Rodney got after my boy hole with his big nosey tongue, without even a bit of hesitation and he delivered his promise. He was all over my little ass; spitting, licking, probing, tapping, breathing his hot breath at it, he held my boner choked up high so my balls hung over his fist, never stroking my angry chubby, but holding firm licking at nuts every now and then… I was hot and pleading for it long before he finally relented. By that point I was beside myself, desperately urgently hot for it.
Then when he finally stood up behind me, he took a hold of my hips and oh so slow let that down curving beast introduce himself properly… the moment that it brushed across my sex, I lost it and tried to back into it… but he held on with one hand and slapped my ass smart with the other, “ Straighten up! Behave.” ….okay! And then Gooners out there reading this, let me tell you what happened next… that man positioned himself so that he was able to absolutely pound my prostate into oblivion. I came with in minutes and continued sparking all over as he continued on me seemed
Like for ever. I couldn’t get over how much I loved the thrust he gave me even after my cock was spent and drooling… by time he hit his own climax, he had mapped out my whole interior with the swollen head of his dick and so when he emptied his balls… he shoot right at my hot spot so I’d really feel it.
He collapsed on top of me root buried to the hilt in my fully surrendered warm wet need, now quaking and gripping his full measure. We nodded off knotted up like for a while until my cell phone rang, my own son calling for help with his French homework. After, that we had another joint and I couldn’t help but need his nut sweat in my face again… and then he turned around and gave up his unplundered man sex… I worked on his ass with a mixed of hot hunger and a kind of sex driven spite for having made me so desperate earlier…, he did have a natural gift for eating ass… but I was boy fucking since I was barely legal and and know what the fuck I was doing… only no one ever tongued his hole except his ol lady… heh… I had is fucking ass cheeks sweat and anxious by time I was lining up…. “Please, please , please…” out of breath and already close to overheating…. I punched through easy, and then just nice and steady went ahead and gave him my full wrath. Now I’m all on top of him,
Now I’m whispering in his ear, “Hey, Rodney, I want you to know that I can feel the cool AC on my poor, defeated asshole… still wet from when you breed me and fucked me stupid,” I flex my boner inside him, and relish the grip he still had nervously twitching base of my hardon like a living cock ring. I saddled up properly pushing his hips further apart under so I can my nuts crash into his. I pulled back slowly keeping just the tip inside him, and then, a firm steady drop balls deep again… that did… oh that made my favorite thing ever happen…. My weedman load leaked right out my thoroughly used ass, and little by little, every single thrust inside him, I was claiming his vulnerability again and again… and yet every back stroke I felt his sticky wet goo, evidence I’d been mounted and loved it by the very grown man who was accommodating my relentless ass fucking… when I felt my cock starting to flare up extra big hot… I lost mind ever loving and absolutely humped his narrow ass both of of of leaky drippy messes down there…. And when I gave him my seed I was like having a god damn seizure I was jerking and shaking so hard…. But Rodney…. Oh Rodney, he’s was right there just as I fired off he felt, that boy breaker of his swoll intense throbbing with his pulse…. And, damn if he didn’t know exactly what he wanted…. He backed into my bucking Ang humping in breeding him properly… but the moment I pumped the last rope of baby gravy him…. He was rolling out from under me, pinning me down and lining up his banger on my hole…. My first instinct was to struggle… but to hell with that…. A I let have good . I didn’t struggle, I backed right into his hot steamy stiffie… I took it like a fucking champ I did… well, maybe I whimpered just a little bit… but then he spilt another dose of his essence in me… and all I could think to do was thank him.
Anyhow, that’s my pal Rodney…. Catch me next time I tell y’all about what happened when his ol lady decided she was due some attention… and we passed her back and forth for our pregame. 😎

Man oh man, Simon duded, lemme tell you all about it…
After taking that thorough ass fucking you put to me earlier, I was just completely insane for more sex… so I hollered at my little vers buddy John, and got him to come over. Had him sucking on my boner and let him finger my wet hole while I told him about how hot it was surrendering my ass to that prostate poking porker you got. When I got to the part when you when hilt deep and blasted off that huge load, I had to swat his hand away from his cute little cock before his tipped over the edge. I put it back on my sticky used hole and told him that a grown man already used it. Turned around and made him taste it… oh man he went it a frenzy… he said, “please may I please see what it feels like to follow up after a grown man?”
I said, “Yeah I think that’s a great idea, John. Use your little dick and give all you got. Empty your balls just like my straight buddy did with his much larger and harder dick…” And little buddy did too. He straight through two loads and crashed down on top of me his little hot rod dick still throbbing and I he caught his breath.
He was spent and exhausted, but I was getting going. Switched up places and made him spread his little ass cheeks apart while I growled and spit on is tiny little pucker… and I be damned he got all bricked up again!
Right about then, Burley came home, and I hollered for him to come play with us. That boy tonguing my hole while I slapped my big mean dick on his chin, slinging drip everywhere.
“Hey Bman, use the stout boy fucker on this little punk. Get him broke in for me, would buddy…” and just as he was told Burley pushed his fat fucker in that boys snug little rut tunnel from behind.
In front of him I stand with my junk in his face leaning forward to make sure he can hear Burley sometimes gets ED, but not this time… Burley’s pony cock got stiff and fat, and and when I barked at little John to spread his whore legs and
Recieve the full thrust of it while I smacked at face with it and then wiped the wet tip on his face, laughing and told to wear it.
Meanwhile when little boy spread his legs and leaned back into to it, Burley hit 5th gear, his big heavy nut sac crashing back forth into little boy’s modest ones and grip and tug . Little John’s twink dick totally soft and spent but leaking more every time burleys hips impact John’s tight little ass. “You feel those big nuts tagging your little fuck hole now don’t you?”
All he could manage in response was, “balls balls balls fuck me yeah!” And even though I had already drained his boys dry, little John’s dick throbbed and flexed and his hole gripped and pulsed with an orgasm he tried to whimper through but I had my erection balls to chin deep so he had to struggle a bit to breathe.
Burley couldn’t stand against the boys sweaty and twitchy hole and erupted a heroic load in this boy’s ass.
Bman gave him a sharp slap to his pliant cheek and said, “He’s all yours boss!” And pulled out with a slick plop. John’s eyes widened fixed on this 8” bully that had been sprung since way earlier when I was slobbering on your knob. Only know it’s that “too hard to cum” kinda boner, I little John has been here before… He tried to protest and beg me to wait, but I was hearing none of that, and he was was already exhausted.
I grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet and marched him over against the wall pressed myself against him and for a pitiful moment his body resisted my swollen glans pushing a his back door.
“Spread your ass cheeks, son. Don’t resist. This what you came here for, right?” Now softly in his ear, and Simon I swear, when he pulled his nervous little cheeks apart, I slipped right inside him like a knife through hot butter… and he lets out a sigh of relief and relaxes all over. Burleys load frothy all over my shaft, and the best part… your load and little John’s leaking from me… the backside of my sac a legs and all. I pull little buddy in a half Nelson and pressed myself against face right into his.
“See how weak and exhausted you are? You couldn’t fight back if you wanted to could you?” He was too out of breath to speak but shook his head acknowledging his helplessness. “Thought you were hot shit nailing my skinny ass like the grown men?” Bit his neck and growled as I started to give him full length strokes pinned against the wall with no where to go…
He lost it and buckled at the knees… twitching all over now…”uh uh uh nnnnhu f-f-f-feels soooo goood!” As keep pumping my erection into as I drive him right into the floor… finally blasting off another flood of semen deep in his gut.
He twitched and shook and mewled under me for a hot minute. When I first started to climb off him, he whined “ please please please… let me have it just a little longer… I earned it!”
“I suppose you did actually,” dropping my full weight on top of him, stirring my still hot shaft in his well bred fuck hole. Let him enjoy my hot breath behind his ear and my presence all over him.
After a while I had to get up and piss, nonegotionable… and he understood my tone as I got up and headed to the bathroom… he meekly followed me all on his own accord and knelt next to me as I stood there, and what a good boy, he dutifully took hold of my floppy with both hands and aim my stream into the toilet. Took care to attentively shake out properly, and then popped my tip back into his sweet warm mouth looking up to my eyes for the approval he needed so badly. I run my hands through his curly blonde hair and give him a wink… and to show his appreciation little boy gobbled down my full length in a second even trying to slip his tongue out to get my balls too!
But at that point even I was spent. So, I pulled him off and join burley in the living to watch some TV. But little John couldn’t help himself… I think we really broke him today… Once I gotten settled into my usual spot on the couch he sat right beside me on the floor first wrapped around my leg… but little by little as I drifted off to sleep, he worked himself around until he got my balls both stuff into his mouth and my shaft stretched across his face. Woke up from my nap him still suckling on my nuts smiling like he was the happiest lad in town.

I grew up in a large family with lots of guys, and I swear we were every one of us compulsive masturbators… nothing sexual about it, just an idle habit almost. But no shame or judgement… anyone with similar experiences? DMs are fine with me if anyone like to chat about it.