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

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The COVID shut down really stuffed up my animation. 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 life and no money. Pretty embarrassing having to go to your Dad cap in bridge player 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 promiscuity as all twenty class old gay guys should be.

Sitting around my parents house all day on my own I started jerking off on one of the video websites for amateurs. If I 'm jerking off four multiplication 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 out of work and horny.

A calendar week or so after I started the webcam thing I was getting over it, the fiscal advantage were pitiful.

Just as I was about to delete my account, I received a message from one of my fans or following or whatever that website calls them. As I read the subject matter my nerve dropped, the guy/fan said that he loved my video and that he thinks he knows me, is my tangible gens troy ? That is my rattling name but I had not disclosed it anywhere on my profile and I was tempestuous that I was silly enough to put my rattling base town on there. I was panicking since I 'm not out to my kinfolk or anyone in my house town. As if my life-time could n't be more over.

Gathering some calmness, I continued reading the message.

If you are Troy then you went to school with my kids so you know me and endure just around the corner. Do n't concern, I will keep your arcanum if you keep mine.

Let me tell you my closed book, there are a few guys like myself ( marital and outwardly heterosexual person ) who have a poker night each week and instead of playing fire hook, we fuck.

Your visibility said you like sure-enough guy, and we like jr. guys, would you like to get along to our poker night ?

hope you get back to me Ilion ....

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

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

The guy did n't give me his name but I knew the address and he was right, his son and I were in the same class at gamy school and I had even had a sleep over or two at their house. Of grade I had no approximation that the happily married 'Dad'was in to anything gay.

I arrived at the house right on sentence and The Dad opened the door, shook my hand and said he was very glad to see me.

He gave me a pretty arse talking to about being discrete and told me that if I could n't hold back my mouth shut then I should leave now. I assured The Dad that I could keep a cloak-and-dagger and told him that he better keep my closed book as well since I 'm not out to my parents.

With that agreed to, he invited me downstairs. The downstairs is a plot room where I had played TV game as a kid not that many days ago. Following The Dad down, he told me that he had only mentioned to the early bozo that there was a fourthly poker player joining them but had n't told them any more.

walking in to the games elbow room I thought they might at least be pretending to spiel poker and have a table setup but there was no signs of a card game. There was a fifty something year old guy sitting on the sofa wearing a business shirt and tie, his pants around his ankles and another fifties something looking guy on his articulatio genus sucking his cock. The Suit Man turned his oral sex towards The Dad and I as we entered the room, when he saw me he swore.

The guy sucking his cock tried to reckon up but his chief was forced down on the putz that he was sucking.

I was introduced as the new fire hook player and the guy receiving the cock sucking on the couch asked if I was really cook to play poker with the big boys ? A real human man, who was getting his dick 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 give it a try, and called me boy.

walk over he let the guy who was sucking his peter off it. When the guy turned to face up me we both recognized each former. I had dated this guys daughter in high-pitched schooling !

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

Then I was on my genu looking up at a fat cock. The guy was haired but had trimmed his pubes at some spot so it was masculine, but not receipts. I grabbed this fat, man cock, in my justly hand and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like cock, a taste sensation I had missed for the last eight weeks.

I love sucking stopcock and I was engrossed in working this mans cock in my sassing. Gaggingly deep drive, then sucking the fountainhead, some foresightful behind strokes with my paw and even just licking the tip. My mind was completely focused on the blowjob at hand, I had forgotten there were two guy wire watching this.

The suit Man brought me back to my surround by telling the former guy wire that I had pretty unspoiled cock sucking skill, for a initiate. I mumbled a rebuttal and he told me that he has been sucking cock before I even had one.

Popping my mouth off his rooster I looked up at him and told him my asshole was n't painted on and was someone ever going to screw it ? This made him smile was I was a piffling bit at the view of fucking my arse of course, but I think there was a little bit of a smirk at my cheekiness.

suit of clothes Man started to impress like he was getting up off the couch when The Dad said that since I was his poker Guest, he had low dibs on fucking me.

Kneeling behind me he asked if I was clean. I replied that I was on PREP and was tested just as the COVID stuff started. I asked him the Saami interrogative sentence and he laughed and said that the three of them had been married for twenty years and only have sex each other. He double checked if I was OK with bareback and I said I was.

I got back to wooing Man 's dick. The Dad just pulled my shorts off, I helped him a petty kicking them off. I was wearing a black speedo under my short circuit and The Dad commented that he remembered that I was a swimmer in high school day. He decided to make for around the speedo so just pulled the back of it aside to gain admission to my arsehole.

The Dad was gentle with me, he softly probed my arse with his peter for a petty while.

Then, he let it skid maybe half way in, it took my hint away.

While I had been playing with some butt toys my derriere had not had anything even close to a peter in it for eight weeks and I felt it. The Dad felt it as well and told the former men that my buns was as tight as a vice.

After my minuscule gasp when The Dad first slid inside me, I concentrated on relaxing and I pushed back towards him, taking more of his distance. I had suit of clothes Man 's pecker in my mitt and he said that watching my face in pleasure but also in agony was just the trimmed thing ever. As I took as much of Dad 's hammer inside me, I was looking up at Suit Man, biting my lip and rolling my eyes.

The Dad then started sliding back out of my arse and I could finger his size.

He paused, then he started sliding it back inside me. This fourth dimension, a little deeper.

I was moaning and really trying to relax my arse muscles. That was obviously not The Dad 's for the first time clip and he took it slow and did n't injure me. Slowly, I was getting more comfortable and encouraged his beat to increase. I was even able to get back to work on suit Man 's hammer which had remained rock hard while he enjoyed the show. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and forth, tool in my arse and stopcock in my mouth. I had done this once before but then the bozo were in their XX instead of their fifties and it was a lot quicker and rushed. These guy wire were taking their time.

My rhythm gradually increased and The Dad was getting close, we were both getting close and our moans were pretty sound indicators of that. I think I heard The Dad ask Mr. Jenkins if it was OK to cum inside me, the response was in the plausive but I barely heard it because Suit 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 cock exploded in my speedos. I 'm not for sure if it was my orgasm moan, or my butt tightening as I came, but it was too much for The Dad and I felt him bury his putz with one deep thrust and he started filling my arse with his man seed.

Every orgasm feels good, but that was mind bodge !

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

Mr. Jenkins ask me if I was able to take another lode ? I told him I wanted another payload in me and then I looked up at suit Man and told him I wanted a loading in my rima oris as well.

This fourth dimension things were more like my former spit knock experience. Mr. Jenkins did n't have the like patience The Dad did, but I was looser so he did n't demand to. cause Man started really getting in to it as well and was thrusting in to my mouth.

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

It was lawsuit Man who approached orgasm first and he was thrusting his hammer into my mouth and ramming it in. As he got to the edge of his orgasm I was stroking him furiously and I popped his turncock out of my mouth but left my tongue on the tip of his cock and looked up at him. Looking in to my oculus sent him over the border and his first base Mexican valium of cum got my nose and nerve, his second and subsequent pulsing of cum I took on my lingua and let him watch it realize a White puddle. It was n't until his cock was dry before I pulled my knife in and swallowed his jizz.

Mr. Jenkins was grunting and fucking fast by now and like The Dad, he buried his cock deep and paused as he gave my seat its second to the full load 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 pattern. Wow, I was a cum covered mess. R-2 of cum on my nose and cheek, the front line of my speedo was soaked, my arse was leaking cum and there was cum down my second joint to my knees.

The Dad told me that I should clean up at my household and indicated that I should grab my clothes. No berth sex cuddling with these guys. Once I had picked up my clothes, The Dad handed me some Johnny Cash. He said that the three of them would be telling their married woman that they lost some money at poker tonight and that I could state my phratry I won at poker tonight.

He said that I was welcome to conjoin their poker game in two weeks time. Then he told me I could let myself out.

I walked up stair, put my clothes on and started the dead walk back to my parents house. There was cum everywhere and I 'm sure I was sloshing. Back at my folks house 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 planetary house undetermined and my Dad started walking towards to hottub ( my actual Dad, not The Dad from poker ). I made sure I did n't ingest any cum on my face before he had crossed the yard. He was a short bulge 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 pitch blackness speedos as well ( he always wears speedos and I used to think he was a jerk because of it ).

My Dad asked me how my night was and I said it was right hanging out with the guy rope. He asked me what we got up to and I said we played some poker game. Did you study their money, he asked ? Yeah I took their money and ran, that is why I 'm nursing home earlier than expected. My Dad was lofty and said that is what he taught me. How much did you win son ? I had to intromit that I was n't for certain, I jumped out of the hottub and went over to my short pants 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 draw $ 500 performing poker, I should be doing that more often.

Yeah, I think I would be attending poker night more often .