After a month or two, I rarely went to the cottages, I found it a little sordid,, and possibly dangerous, besides which, the offers from the hook up site came pouring in.
Another hook up found me at a posh house in a smart part of town. As usual, I went through my cleaning routine, chose my new blue PUMP! jockstrap and grey sweatpants, that I'd cut off a trifle too short. The door was opened by a guy well outside my parameters, but I was committed. He was like a throw back to the 80s, a Freddy Mercury clone, leather shorts with a zip, half undone and an open leather waistcoat. Being randy as fuck, I kissed him anyway. I say kissed him, it was more the other way round, him ramming his tongue down my throat. Shoes off, I was led into a beautiful lounge, lit by a chandelier, even though it was daytime. His partner, younger by a good ten years, had a dark blue silk robe on, the clear outline of a semi up towards his right groin. As he stood to greet me, the robe, slipped open, revealing an 8"+ very fat penis, and it wasn't even fully erect. I salivated at the the thought of having it inside me. We kissed and he ran a finger into my crack, teasing my bud. His partner had pulled the zip right down and was playing with himself. It was still soft, he popped a pill into his mouth. I was led upstairs to a sumptuous bedroom, a deep pile carpet and an enormous four poster bed. The leather guy leant against a chest of drawers watching his partner and I make out. My top and shorts came off, my erection was out of the right leg of my jock, rubbing against the huge member that was soon to be inside me. Leather guy's dick was now hard, not much bigger than mine, though it did have an angry looking purple head on it. We were still kissing when I felt lube on my hole, followed by what I guessed to be a dildo. He fucked me with it, then replaced it with a fatter one. I nearly shot my load. I was turned around and pushed to my knees, (little objection from me), and I sucked cock through the leather shorts. Back up, I was now swallowing as much of his mates dick as I could. I was rimmed, More lube, and I was penetrated until I felt the leather slap my bum. I concentrated on sucking as the leather continued to slap my ass, "Take that, you little cunt." and "I'm gonna fuck your brains out." 'Yeah, right,' I thought as the pounding went on, 'You can fuck me as hard as you want, I love it.' Precum poured out of me, I thought he would go on forever. He became faster and faster, swearing and cursing before finally unloading. He sipped out, "Lick it, you little shit", which I did, even managing to squeeze more cum from him. He fucked off, leaving me with his boyfriend. "Sorry about him, he gets himself worked up when we have visitors. Let me make amends." Up on the bed, we took our time making out, kissing, groping, sixty nine, ( he could deep throat me easily). "Are you ready", he whispered. He lay on his back, lubed his pole, and invited me to sit on it. Straddling him, I held the base and eased, inch by inch, all the way down, leaned forward and kissed him while my ring became used to his size. "You're just perfect", he muttered, as I began to ride him. It felt wonderful, whoever said size doesn't matter, had never ridden this guy. We fell onto our sides, without him slipping out, and he continued to shag me slowly. I could reach round and kissed him, use my ass muscles to milk him, Heaven on earth. 30, 40 minutes passed, relentless. "Do you want me to cum?" my thoughtful lover asked. I nodded as my ring was becoming sore. Upping the pace, he told me to wank myself. I exploded, more cum than ever before. "Inside?" I nodded again. I could actually feel his penis throbbing and pulsing its seed into me. He left it inside me until it was completely flaccid. I licked him clean and we relaxed in the afterglow of perfect sex.
Back downstairs, his partner said sorry about his earlier behaviour. Driving home, the jockstrap was a mistake, my shorts had to go straight into the laundry basket. I lay on my bed, teasing a little cum from my ass. I wanted to masturbate, but my nuts were empty. It would be the morning before I could cum once more. I would go on to meet them on many more occasions.
Back online, I was surprised, but not shocked, to get an invite from an old friend, Ahmed, from high school. He told me that he was renting an apartment downtown, and wanted to see me for old time's sake. 'Oh, by the way, I have a boyfriend who maybe here.' The more the merrier, I told him. (race and ethnicity meant nothing to me). We messaged each other once or twice, and it was agreed I that we should meet Sunday morning, It would mean missing out on Michael and Darren, in the end, I met them on Saturday instead. Ahmed had a two bedroom apartment in a huge converted Victorian house. I wore my jockstrap and shorts, hoping they would bring me luck. A bright eyed Ahmed invited me in, kissing me as soon as the door closed. As we walked into the living room, Ahmed explained, "In my religion, homosexuality is banned. It's not my fault that I'm gay. I had to move out of the family home before my parents found out." Waiting in the living room was Yusuf, with a broad, perfectly white smile. We had a three way kiss and Ahmed led me to the spare bedroom. "Our bed is solely for us", he explained. Naked on the bed, we kissed, then moved round so that we each had a cock in our mouths. Theirs were about the same as mine, and cut, as is their tradition. "Yusuf is a top, he will fuck both of us, you first, then me, he doesn't stop. Yusuf mounted me, his slim, chocolate brown penis sliding in easily. We kissed and fucked as Ahmed waited for his turn. What Yusuf lacked in size, he made up for with energy and performance, in five minutes he had me splattering my seed everywhere. He twerked his bottom faster, and bred me. In a heartbeat, Ahmed replace me, doggy style, with Ahmed using his right hand to toss himself. Yusuf did last longer, not much, and to prove it, he fired his semen over Ahmed's back. Ahmed rolled over and finished jerking, rivers of white cum running off his dark skin. We had lunch and I went to get dressed, Yusuf was having none of it, he wanted to shag me again. Back in the bedroom, Ahmed watched his boyfriend fuck me sideways from behind. It would be 20 minutes of hard shagging before he bred me. I had no cum left. Another phone number for my little black book.
