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By that point, I was starting to realize how life-changing being gay really was. It wasn’t just the sex, despite all the mind-blowing ways I’d found to get off, and the fact that I’d basically gotten addicted to cock. It also meant a lot for my future.Before that summer, I’d always assumed I’d be like the people I’d grown up with: I’d settle down with a nice girl, and we’d have a few kids, and maybe a dog, while I worked in an office job somewhere. Now all of that was crumbling away.At the very least, I knew I’d never have a wife. In theory I could still have kids, but I wouldn’t have them the old-fashioned way. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I sensed that lifestyle just wasn’t my thing.Instead, I got more and more into the so-called gay culture. Parts of it made more sense to me than others. By then, I totally spoke the lingo—sexually and otherwise—and I even taught it to some of my hookups. I felt like I could be myself around other gay guys, and I loved how supportive they were. I wasn’t much into politics, but I knew things had been totally different even ten years before; so I appreciated that.At the same time, there was a lot of other stuff that I just didn’t get. I wasn’t much into fashion. I did like Judy Garland—mostly because of the movies I’d grown up with—but I didn’t care about Britney, Lady Gaga, or most other so-called gay icons. I didn’t see the appeal of camp, and I most definitely didn’t get drag. But I figured we could all march to the beat of our own drummers, so if somebody else was into that shit, then so be it.My pickup techniques also got better with practice. I still had a few misadventures, especially with dudes who lied to me online. But the more I learned how to catch that shit upfront, the easier it was to steer clear.My naked pictures had definitely paid off. The trick, I learned, was in knowing how to use them. I never wanted to be the guy who sent unsolicited dick pics. Instead, I waited till I found a dude I was interested in, and who seemed interested in me. Then I’d send him a picture that was relatively tame, basically a glorified version of my profile pic. If the other dude wanted more than that, he’d need to send me some pics of his own. If I liked what I saw, then he got to see a dick pic, or an ass pic, or whatever—but never a face pic, because I didn’t want to risk being recognized again. If I wanted to go nuclear, I’d send out closeups of my hole; I didn’t do that very often, but when I did, it got me laid every single time.There was only one problem. Since I lived at home, I could only do it with guys who could host. That cut down my options a lot, at least till I finished my internship, and my parents and my sister went out of town. I was practically counting the hours till they left. I couldn’t wait to be able to do whatever and whoever I wanted.My goal, at least in my own mind, was to have a slew of hot men lining up by my bedroom. I didn’t know if that was even possible, but it made for a great fantasy. I wanted to fuck some of them one-on-one, and others in groups. With any luck, I’d lose count of how many I porked before the weekend was over.My first item of business, as soon as the coast was clear, was to message Johan on Grindr. He confirmed he was free, and he was up for another sesh. I gave him my address and told him to hurry his ass up. He showed up at my door so fast I hardly had time to get ready. Büyükçekmece escort bayan Then I fucked him on the bed I’d grown up in.Johan claimed he wasn’t much of a bottom, but as far as I was concerned, he was awesome. He was so big and muscular, yet he was totally submissive. He lay on his back, with his legs open wide, while I assumed the position. He was really fucking tight, so he flinched when I went in, and his whole body tensed up.“I’m just returning the favor,” I said, “from when you stretched my ass too.”“Yeah,” was all he could say. He gritted his teeth at first, but slowly his body relaxed, and we were off to the races.I wasn’t about to be gentle. I knew Johan could take it like a man, so I pounded his butt as hard as I could. His whole body shuddered with each thrust, and my balls kept slapping against his crack. I kept knocking the wind out of him, as if I was beating his ass.The bed underneath us could barely seem to take it. I’d jacked off in that bed for years, but I’d never fucked anyone so massive, and I’d definitely never done it so violently. The wooden joints creaked and cracked, as if they were going to give way.Johan was all mine at that point. His huge biceps were basically useless, and his pecs and abs were just beautiful pieces of meat. His thick cock was hard as concrete, but I held his arms so he couldn’t touch it. I was bound and determined to dominate this man, and dammit, he was going to like it.A deep groan made its way out of Johan’s body. This only made my hormones surge even more, so I jackhammered him even harder. I tried to hit his prostate, and sure enough, it worked. I saw his toes curl, and his eyes rolled back in his head.I reached down to his cock, and I started jacking him off while I fucked him. Johan grabbed the headboard above him, like he was hanging on for dear life. I felt his asshole getting tighter and tighter, till he felt like he was going to burst.“Oh shit!” he yelled, just in time before he blew his load all over himself.That was enough to send me over the edge. “Ughhhhhhh,” was the only noise I could make. I felt my head expand inside of him, and then I let it rip. It took quite a few contractions to release all my cum, but once I was finished, I practically collapsed.It was an awesome fuck, but as far as I was concerned, it was just the opening act. I snuggled with Johan for a bit, then sent him on his way, and I took a quick shower.Less than five minutes later, I was back online, cruising for more NSA sex. Between Grindr and all the other apps, I went through hundreds of pictures. I couldn’t wait to find who my next conquest would be.It turned out to be a redhead who’d just turned eighteen. I actually had to ask the guy for ID, which kind of defeated the anonymity of it, but I didn’t want any trouble. I made sure not look at the name on his card, so in my mind, he could just be my Twink Boy. It was actually pretty hot to think of how barely-legal he was.Twink Boy wanted to have fun with it. He put on some music, started dancing, and promptly launched into a striptease. My dick responded right away; I’d seen my share of strippers and lap-dancers, but this was my first chance at a real happy ending.Twink Boy insisted I keep my clothes on, at least for a while, and I wasn’t about to argue. Then he gyrated his crotch in front of me, always staying just out of reach. Escort Çatalca He undid his shirt buttons, one by one, and he teased me with the hairless pale skin underneath. My mouth watered when he turned his back to me, and he lowered his waistband just far enough for me to see the top of his crack.“Damn,” I said, “that’s some Magic Mike shit.”“What?” he asked.“Don’t tell me you haven’t seen Magic Mike,” I said. “Anyone who likes dudes should be all over that.”“It’s cool,” he said. “I’m just fucking with you.”I wasn’t sure if that was true, but I didn’t really care. I found myself rubbing my crotch as I watched him. For an eighteen-year-old, he sure as hell knew what he was doing; and he could dance better than any other white guy I’d seen.The music suddenly launched into a chorus, and Twink Boy ripped off his pants. Underneath was a skimpy black pair of briefs, which didn’t leave much to the imagination. Twink Boy kept dancing around, always in perfect sync with the music. Finally, he pulled off his briefs, and his package came into full view, framed by a set of glorious red pubes.“Wow,” I said. “So the carpet really does match the drapes.”Twink Boy laughed. “It always does,” he said as he turned his body around. Even his backside was sprinkled with red hair. “So tell me: how bad do you want to fuck this ass?”“Like you couldn’t fucking believe,” I said. It felt a little strange to hear Twink Boy talk dirty, because I hadn’t heard that from anyone but Chad. I forced myself not to think about that, and I focused on the gorgeous little redhead in front of me.Twink Boy straddled my crotch, undid my fly, and started playing with my cock. “I’ve been dying for this,” he said, “ever since you sent me your picture.”“That’s the idea,” I said. “Are you sure you’re ready to get that inside you?”“Fuck yeah,” he said.Twink Boy was practically still doing his dance. He kept teasing me as he toyed with my dick. As he did, I lubed him up, put on a condom, and went for his ass.“Oh shit,” he said as I made my way in.“Sh,” I said. “You know you can take it.” Twink Boy wasn’t especially tight, so I assumed he’d had a fair amount of practice.“Shit, this feels so good,” he said. “I love your dick in me.”“That’s such a hot fucking ass,” I said. “You gonna dance all over that dick?”“Hell yeah,” he said as he writhed his body around.“You want it deeper?” I asked.“Uh-huh,” he said as he opened his legs wider. “Fucking give it to me.”I followed his orders and kept pumping into him. His dick kept flopping around, all over his bright red pubes. His groans of pleasure got louder and louder.Suddenly, Twink Boy swung his body around, and he repositioned himself on all fours. He managed to do this while keeping me inside him, and never even breaking our rhythm. “Oh shit,” I said.“Keep going,” he said. “Oh fuck, don’t stop.”I thrust as far into him as I could. His whole body trembled, and he started working my dick with his chute. “Do you like getting it like that?”“Holy fuck, that’s amazing,” he said.I ran my hands across his body, leaned down, and kissed his back. Twink Boy arched his neck and let out a loud sigh. Then he twisted his back around, and he made out with me while I fucked him.After a minute, he threw me backward so I was lying face up. He still kept my dick inside him, but our bodies basically flipped, so now he was riding on top of me. “I’m so Esenler escort close dude,” he said. “I want you to cum.”“You sure?” I asked.“Yeah,” he said. “I can’t hold it anymore. Just cum in my hole.”Since I’d already gotten off that night, I couldn’t just bust on command. But I tried to think of the sexiest things I could. I flashed back to my old dorm’s showers, and all the cocks and asses I’d seen there. I replayed some of the porn I’d seen, like Flynn getting drilled. Slowly but surely, I felt myself getting closer to climax.“Fucking do it,” Twink Boy said.My mouth fell open, and I unloaded inside of him. I felt the condom fill up, and Twink Boy’s body responded.“Oh yeah,” he said as he gave his cock a quick tug. That was all it took to make his jizz start shooting. The first rope hit me in the nose, and the second one almost hit me in the eyes. A few more splattered across my chest and my neck.“Oh my God,” I said as I felt my heart pound. I laid my head back and swallowed hard.“Wow,” he said when he stopped to catch his breath. “That was ridiculously amazing.”I couldn’t argue with that. I just laughed.By my third lay, I worried my balls might be running on empty. But I’d found a great option I couldn’t pass up: another guy wanted me to get with his boyfriend while he watched.I’d always fantasized about threesomes, and about group sex in general. But I’d never actually followed through, unless I counted the circle jerk with the Kap Eps. Even so, I was up for the challenge.When the guys showed up, I was glad to see that they were both nice to look at. It took me a minute to figure out which was which. The one I was supposed to have sex with—the one I dubbed Sex Boy—had shoulder-length hair and a beard. Watcher Boy was clean-shaven with tattoos on his arms.I was a lot more nervous than I’d expected. I didn’t quite know where to start, because I wasn’t sure if we were supposed to kiss. I couldn’t stop thinking of how Sex Boy was someone else’s man. Just as importantly, I couldn’t stop thinking of how this someone else was just a few feet away, and would be eyeing us the whole time. Up to that point, I’d only performed for one person at a time; yet here I’d be performing for two.Fortunately Sex Boy made the first move. He leaned in, put his hand on my cheek, and started making out with me. His beard felt itchy at first, but then I got used to it, and I started to like it. Sex Boy ran his hands along my body, while I reached behind him and grabbed the twin globes of his ass. Then he pulled off my shirt, and I did the same to him.Sex Boy’s chest was just as hairy as his face, but he’d kept everything well-trimmed, and his muscles underneath were all nicely toned. I licked my lips at the sight of him; I couldn’t wait to see the rest of his body.Watcher Boy seemed to be enjoying the show. He just sat down, still fully clothed, and he didn’t take his eyes off us. He touched himself a little, but otherwise he just took it all in.Sex Boy pulled off my pants and my undies, then pulled off his own. His package looked exactly how I’d imagined it: his shaft was nice and long, and his ballsack was nestled between his thick pubes.We moved over to the bed, and I lay down while Sex Boy started kissing my chest. He made his way down my breastbone, then circled around my bellybutton. I thought he was about to go down on me, but he didn’t. Instead, he lifted my legs and started rimming my hole.“Oh yeah,” Watcher Boy said to his boyfriend. “Eat that ass. Get him nice and wet.”I was totally ready to get fucked. I reached down and started stroking myself, but Sex Boy pulled my hand away. He came up for air, and I pointed him to my supplies. He got us both ready and assumed his position.
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