This is a story that was sent to me by one of my younger members/fans. With his permission I 'm going to percentage it with you guys. If you like it, I 'll have him portion more details of his new poker game Mates.

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The COVID shut down really binge up my life. I 'm just twenty years old, I lost of my job, I moved back with my parents.

I 'm not out to my parents, so for a few months there I had no social life, no sex lifetime and no money. Pretty embarrassing having to go to your Dad cap in paw asking for money to fill up the car with petrol.

Do n't get me started how sexually frustrated I was. Before COVID hit, I was enjoying my promiscuousness as all twenty year old gay guys should be.

Sitting around my parents house all day on my own I started jerking off on one of the video recording websites for amateurs. If I 'm jerking off four times a day, I might as well get paid for it. Unfortunately, it did n't pay very well, I 'm guessing I was n't the only horny young guy who was idle and horny.

A workweek or so after I started the webcam thing I was getting over it, the financial payoff were pitiful.

Just as I was about to cancel my account, I received a content from one of my sports fan or followers or whatever that website calls them. As I read the content my sum dropped, the guy/fan said that he loved my videos and that he thinks he knows me, is my real name Troy ? That is my real name but I had not disclosed it anywhere on my visibility and I was furious that I was silly enough to put my literal home Ithiel Town on there. I was panicking since I 'm not out to my family or anyone in my dwelling town. As if my life could n't be more over.

gathering some equanimity, I continued reading the message.

If you are Troy then you went to schooltime with my Kyd so you know me and live just around the corner. Do n't worry, I will keep your undercover if you keep mine.

Let me differentiate you my secret, there are a few guy rope like myself ( splice and outwardly unbowed ) who have a salamander night each week and instead of playing poker, we fuck.

Your profile said you like older hombre, and we like younger guy wire, would you like to come to our poker dark ?

Hope you get back to me Troy ....

I do like old men, I am sex starved so I thought why not.

I replied back that I was Troy and I was given the address of the house for that nights 'poker game'.

The guy did n't return me his name but I knew the reference and he was right, his son and I were in the Lapp category at high school and I had even had a sleep over or two at their star sign. Of course I had no idea that the happily married 'Dad'was in to anything gay.

I arrived at the house right on time and The Dad opened the threshold, shook my hand and said he was very happy to see me.

He gave me a pretty unrelenting talking to about being discrete and told me that if I could n't keep my back talk shut then I should go away now. I assured The Dad that I could hold on a closed book and told him that he better keep my secret as well since I 'm not out to my parents.

With that agreed to, he invited me downstairs. The downstairs is a biz room where I had played video plot as a kid not that many days ago. Following The Dad down, he told me that he had only mentioned to the other guys that there was a one-quarter fire hook player joining them but had n't told them any more.

Walking in to the games room I thought they might at to the lowest degree be pretending to wreak poker and have a table apparatus but there was no signs of a card game. There was a 50 something twelvemonth old guy sitting on the couch wearing a business shirt and tie, his pant around his ankles and another fifty something looking guy on his knee joint sucking his peter. The Suit Man turned his nous towards The Dad and I as we entered the room, when he saw me he swore.

The guy sucking his cock tried to look up but his head was forced down on the pecker that he was sucking.

I was introduced as the new poker player and the guy receiving the cock sucking on the lounge asked if I was really ready to dally poker with the big boys ? A material humanity man, who was getting his turncock sucked by another man. To his challenge I replied that he should give me a go sucking that fat cock of his.

He told me to throw it a try, and called me boy.

walking over he let the guy who was sucking his peter off it. When the guy turned to face me we both recognized each other. I had dated this roast daughter in high schooling !

Swapping home he said `` Hello troy '' and all I could say in return was `` Hello Mr. Jenkins ''.

Then I was on my knees looking up at a fat cock. The guy was hairy but had trimmed his loins at some point so it was masculine, but not gross. I grabbed this fat, man peter, in my redress hand and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like peter, a taste I had missed for the last eight weeks.

I love sucking cock and I was engrossed in working this mans cock in my mouth. Gaggingly rich thrusts, then sucking the head, some long retard slash with my manus and even just licking the tip. My nous was completely focused on the blowjob at hand, I had forgotten there were two guys watching this.

The suit of clothes Man brought me back to my surrounds by telling the other bozo that I had pretty good stopcock sucking skills, for a beginner. I mumbled a rebuttal and he told me that he has been sucking stopcock before I even had one.

pop my mouth off his shaft I looked up at him and told him my rear was n't painted on and was someone ever going to fuck it ? This made him smile was I was a petty bit at the panorama of fucking my arse of class, but I think there was a niggling bit of a smirk at my cheekiness.

Suit Man started to incite like he was getting up off the couch when The Dad said that since I was his stove poker Guest, he had starting time dibs on fucking me.

Kneeling behind me he asked if I was sportsmanlike. I replied that I was on PREP and was tested just as the COVID stuff started. I asked him the same question and he laughed and said that the three of them had been married for twenty eld and only fuck each other. He double checked if I was OK with bareback and I said I was.

I got back to Suit Man 's cock. The Dad just pulled my underdrawers off, I helped him a short kicking them off. I was wearing a pitch-black speedo under my short circuit and The Dad commented that he remembered that I was a swimmer in gamy schooltime. He decided to work around the speedo so just pulled the back of it aside to gain memory access to my arsehole.

The Dad was gentle with me, he softly probed my keister with his tool for a little while.

Then, he let it slide maybe half way in, it took my breath away.

While I had been playing with some behind toys my arse had not had anything even close to a cock in it for eight weeks and I felt it. The Dad felt it as well and told the early men that my arse was as tight as a vice.

After my little pant when The Dad first slid inside me, I concentrated on relaxing and I pushed back towards him, taking more than of his distance. I had courtship Man 's cock in my hand and he said that watching my face in joy but also in torment was just the weakened affair ever. As I took as very much of Dad 's prick inside me, I was looking up at case Man, biting my lip and rolling my eyes.

The Dad then started sliding back out of my ass and I could sense his size.

He paused, then he started sliding it back inside me. This sentence, a short deeper.

I was moaning and really trying to relax my fundament musculus. That was obviously not The Dad 's first off time and he took it slow and did n't hurt me. Slowly, I was getting more comfortable and encouraged his calendar method of birth control to increase. I was even able-bodied to get back to sour on suit of clothes Man 's cock which had remained rock hard while he enjoyed the show. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and Forth River, rooster in my stern and dick in my lip. I had done this once before but then the guys were in their twenty instead of their fifties and it was a lot quicker and rushed. These guy rope were taking their time.

My beat gradually increased and The Dad was getting close, we were both getting close and our moan were pretty in effect index number of that. I think I heard The Dad ask Mr. Jenkins if it was OK to cum inside me, the response was in the affirmative but I barely heard it because courtship Man had grabbed me by the jaw and was encouraging me to cum. He was telling me he wanted to see my cum face and I was lightly biting his thumb when my peter exploded in my speedos. I 'm not trusted if it was my orgasm groan, or my hind end tightening as I came, but it was too much for The Dad and I felt him bury his tool with one late push and he started filling my tush with his man seed.

Every sexual climax feels good, but that was mind botch !

Slowly, ever so slowly, The Dad slid is cock out of me. When the head popped out of my bottom I had another gasp and it felt like my butt mess was gasping for breath.

Mr. Jenkins ask me if I was able-bodied to take another shipment ? I told him I wanted another consignment in me and then I looked up at causa Man and told him I wanted a cargo in my oral cavity as well.

This metre things were more like my late spit joint experience. Mr. Jenkins did n't have the Sami patience The Dad did, but I was looser so he did n't require to. Suit Man started really getting in to it as well and was thrusting in to my mouth.

My knees were getting sore, I felt cum from my orgasm pooling around my Ball inside my speedo and I felt cum oozing down the back of my thighs as Mr. Jenkins was humping away. I thought I was getting slutty before the COVID closing but in this military position, I was sluttier than I had ever imagined and it was such a turn on. My cock was back to hard.

It was Suit Man who approached orgasm first and he was thrusting his cock into my rima oris and ramming it in. As he got to the edge of his sexual climax I was stroking him furiously and I popped his cock out of my mouthpiece but left my tongue on the tip of his cock and looked up at him. Looking in to my heart sent him over the sharpness and his firstly roach of cum got my nose and impudence, his arcsecond and subsequent pulses of cum I took on my tongue and let him keep an eye on it make a gabardine puddle. It was n't until his rooster was dry before I pulled my tongue in and swallowed his jizz.

Mr. Jenkins was grunting and fucking fast by now and like The Dad, he buried his stopcock deep and paused as he gave my butt its second broad encumbrance of cum.

When he finally pulled out of me I stood up because my stifle were pretty sore after all of that.

I pulled the bum of my speedos across so they fit like formula. Wow, I was a cum covered pile. Rope of cum on my nose and impudence, the nominal head of my speedo was soaked, my arse was leaking cum and there was cum down my thighs to my knees.

The Dad told me that I should make clean up at my household and indicated that I should grab my clothes. No post sex cuddling with these guys. Once I had picked up my clothes, The Dad handed me some cash. He said that the three of them would be telling their wives that they lost some money at fire hook tonight and that I could tell my family I won at poker tonight.

He said that I was welcome to link their poker game in two hebdomad prison term. Then he told me I could let myself out.

I walked up stairs, put my apparel on and started the short manner of walking back to my parents house. There was cum everywhere and I 'm for sure I was sloshing. Back at my ethnic music sign I snuck around the back and I quietly slipped in to the hottub we had in the backyard.

Not ten seconds after I had slipped in to the hottub, I heard the back door to the house open and my Dad started walking towards to hottub ( my material Dad, not The Dad from poker ). I made sure I did n't hold any cum on my case before he had crossed the yard. He was a fiddling pop out when he noticed I was in the hottub but not a big deal. My Dad dropped his towel and got in to the hottub wearing a dyad of calamitous speedos as well ( he always wears speedos and I used to think he was a dork because of it ).

My Dad asked me how my nighttime was and I said it was good hanging out with the guys. He asked me what we got up to and I said we played some poker. Did you take their money, he asked ? Yeah I took their money and ran, that is why I 'm house earlier than expected. My Dad was majestic and said that is what he taught me. How much did you win son ? I had to admit that I was n't surely, I jumped out of the hottub and went over to my shorts and standing there in my speedos I counted the money that The Dad had given me. It was $ 500.

My Dad said that if I can spend a penny $ 500 playing poker, I should be doing that more than often.

Yeah, I think I would be attending fire hook night more often .