Bi-Sexual Male / 30
It was two A.M. and I was hungry for a fuck. My wife was fast asleep. I just finished the laundry and the sink. Facebook was a bore. I got on my bike to buy some food at a 24-hour. I passed by a cruise-y area. There were five men standing there, just passing time. One smiled coyly at me. I rode past.
I turned to another street. Near a vacant lot stood a man, his face hidden in the shadows. I made a U-turn, and at the end of that street I spied an old gay man walking. I bid my time for a bit, then I followed the old gay man's trail. As he was walking slowly, I easily passed him, and before I got too far, made another U-turn. I saw him walk into the vacant lot. The man that was standing there was nowhere to be seen.
I waited for a few minutes, then I pedaled to the vacant lot, hid my bike behind a tree, and walked into the dark. I saw them. The old man was stroking the other man's penis.
I quickly joined them. I stroked the first man's nipples through his shirt. He groaned. The old man began to suck his dick. I went behind the man and thrust my pelvis behind his butt. He groaned all the more louder as I thrusted from behind and he was being sucked the old man.
Soon, he couldn't keep it any longer. He grabbed me and put his mouth on mine. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue. His neck was hot. We were making out and we put our dicks together. The old man sucked both of our dicks at the same time. Then the man put up his shirt. He wanted the old man and me to suck on his nipples, which we did.
Then he forced the old man's head down so he could get another blowjob. We commenced kissing, and the old man hugged me from behind and copied my pelvic thrusts. Soon, he felt left out in the passion and walked away.
The first man laughed. We kissed some more and he said if I could suck him so he could cum. I refused. I said I'd rather he fuck my ass. We didn't have condoms but he spat on my hole and, after a few failed attempts, finally was able to dig his mushroom dick into my tight ass.
Blood rushed to my head as he thrusted me over and over. He came. We kissed some more as I masturbated.
I got home. The wife was still asleep. My shorts was sweet with the smell of semen. I need to do washing tomorrow night again to erase evidence.
I turned to another street. Near a vacant lot stood a man, his face hidden in the shadows. I made a U-turn, and at the end of that street I spied an old gay man walking. I bid my time for a bit, then I followed the old gay man's trail. As he was walking slowly, I easily passed him, and before I got too far, made another U-turn. I saw him walk into the vacant lot. The man that was standing there was nowhere to be seen.
I waited for a few minutes, then I pedaled to the vacant lot, hid my bike behind a tree, and walked into the dark. I saw them. The old man was stroking the other man's penis.
I quickly joined them. I stroked the first man's nipples through his shirt. He groaned. The old man began to suck his dick. I went behind the man and thrust my pelvis behind his butt. He groaned all the more louder as I thrusted from behind and he was being sucked the old man.
Soon, he couldn't keep it any longer. He grabbed me and put his mouth on mine. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue. His neck was hot. We were making out and we put our dicks together. The old man sucked both of our dicks at the same time. Then the man put up his shirt. He wanted the old man and me to suck on his nipples, which we did.
Then he forced the old man's head down so he could get another blowjob. We commenced kissing, and the old man hugged me from behind and copied my pelvic thrusts. Soon, he felt left out in the passion and walked away.
The first man laughed. We kissed some more and he said if I could suck him so he could cum. I refused. I said I'd rather he fuck my ass. We didn't have condoms but he spat on my hole and, after a few failed attempts, finally was able to dig his mushroom dick into my tight ass.
Blood rushed to my head as he thrusted me over and over. He came. We kissed some more as I masturbated.
I got home. The wife was still asleep. My shorts was sweet with the smell of semen. I need to do washing tomorrow night again to erase evidence.
