Overheard

It was a warm Friday evening. Seth had just gotten home from the gym after work and cracked open a beer. His sweaty tank top and socks piled on the floor next to the door. Plopping down on the couch Seth takes a big swig of beer and slides open his phone.

Working up a sweat always got Seth's dick hard. So did watching all the glistening muscles pumping iron on the men around him. He opened the apps but was a bit exhausted from the week to indulge in any live action, he punches in those familiar numbers.

"Welcome to the free chat line."

He finishes off his beer and grabs a number as he impatiently waits through all the prompts which will access what he hopes to be some hot raunchy chat with another like minded, aggressive stud.

"Hey men, Seth here. Just got back from the gym and really, really fucking horny. I'm a masculine 28 year old, suit and tie professional that loves to get wild and raunchy behind closed doors. Kicking back in my ripe sweaty jock and shorts. Looking for older aggressive dominant guys into man smells, pits, piss, role play, feet, making me a cum dump. Love sharing stories and fantasies. I'm 6 foot, 185, muscular, moderately hairy, nice bubble butt with a deep furry trench, brown hair, green eyes and about 7 inches cut."

Seth was groping his hardened cock through his damp clothes. The description was accurate, only a little fib about his age. At 42, he looked young for his age and was in great shape. His brown hair was definitely salt and pepper, the only real give away... But he found role playing younger always helped ade in his submissive fantasies. He hit the # key, sending his message out to the line, hoping for a good response. He played through the messages left by other callers… Mostly closeted married straight guys home alone, looking to suck a dick while their wives were out, or atleast jerk off to the idea of it.

Seth put his big sweaty feet on the coffee table, filling the air with his scent. It mixed perfectly with the ripe pit stink and sweaty crotch smell wafting off his hot body. He buried his nose in his pit and inhaled deeply when a notification came through.

"Hey boy, you're just what Daddy Tom is looking for. I want to make you my bitch. 48, bearded 6'3 muscle daddy with 8 inches looking for a tight pussy to bury it in."

This was just what Seth was looking for. Feeling loose from the beer and overwhelmed with desire, he and "Daddy Tom" got into the raunchiest chat. The kind Seth had been looking for. 20 full minutes of Tom telling Seth what to do to himself. The phone was on speaker making Tom’s deep gruff voice fill the room. Seth’s desperate voice begged for different ways to be used while he stroked himself and played with his furry hole.

"Fuck yeah Daddy, make me eat your sweaty pits. Lick you clean starting with your big, sweaty, smelly feet."

"Lick your fingers and slide two into that furry pussy."

"Take that jock off and tell me what it smells like. Now suck on it pig"

"You want daddy to hose you down with his beer piss?"

"Fuck me daddy! use your boys tight cunt."

"I love being covered in your piss."

"You smell so ripe."

"Eat Daddy's musky hole you nasty slut boy!"

“Play with your pussy while you soak yourself in piss, Daddy wants his faggot to get wet.”

"Dirty cocksucker, desperate for Dad's sweaty balls full of seed."

"Gonna whore out my slut boy at the bookstore."

and so on…

None of it was logistical or made sense but was dirty and hot in the way that both men got off on.

In the end, Seth was drenched in sweat, his own piss and a giant load that he imagined was Tom's as he licked some up off the two fingers he just fucked himself with at Tom's direction.

"Dirty faggot did good. One more thing boy... Don't shower off before your workout tomorrow."

"Yes sir, thank you sir."

He hung up the phone and grabbed his jock off the floor, wiping himself off, he gladly resisted the urge to shower off. As he checked himself out in the mirror he could have sworn he heard a window close. Not in his apartment but through his own open window. He shrugged it off, knowing no one had moved into the place next door, the one with windows facing eachother over the back alley,  glad he didn't have to keep his voice down from that hot verbal fucking he just had.

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