This is a narration that was sent to me by one of my younger members/fans. With his license I 'm going to share it with you guys. If you like it, I 'll have him share more inside information of his new Poker Mates.

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The COVID shut down really stuffed up my lifespan. I 'm just twenty days old, I lost of my job, I moved back with my parents.

I 'm not out to my parents, so for a few calendar month there I had no social lifespan, no sex life history and no money. Pretty embarrassing having to go to your Dad cap in hand 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 sleeping around as all twenty year old gay hombre should be.

Sitting around my parents business firm all day on my own I started jerking off on one of the video websites for amateurs. If I 'm jerking off four meter 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 Danton True Young guy who was jobless and horny.

A hebdomad or so after I started the webcam matter I was getting over it, the financial rewards were pitiful.

Just as I was about to blue-pencil my account, I received a subject matter from one of my devotee or followers or whatever that website calls them. As I read the substance my tenderness dropped, the guy/fan said that he loved my videos and that he thinks he knows me, is my actual figure Troy ? That is my real name but I had not disclosed it anywhere on my visibility and I was wild that I was silly enough to put my really home townspeople on there. I was panicking since I 'm not out to my fellowship or anyone in my home townsfolk. As if my life could n't be more over.

Gathering some calm, I continued reading the message.

If you are Ilium then you went to school with my kids so you know me and survive just around the street corner. Do n't worry, I will keep open your hugger-mugger if you keep mine.

Let me tell you my secret, there are a few guy wire like myself ( marital and outwardly straight ) who have a stove poker night each week and instead of playing poker, we fuck.

Your profile said you like quondam guys, and we like younger guys, would you like to add up to our poker nighttime ?

Hope you get back to me Troy ....

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

I replied back that I was Ilion and I was given the address of the menage for that dark 'poker game'.

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

I arrived at the theatre right on time and The Dad opened the door, excite my hand and said he was very happy to see me.

He gave me a pretty hindquarters talking to about being discrete and told me that if I could n't keep my mouth shut then I should allow for now. I assured The Dad that I could keep a hidden 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 plot way where I had played video games as a kid not that many old age ago. Following The Dad down, he told me that he had only mentioned to the other guys that there was a fourth part poker player joining them but had n't told them any more.

Walking in to the secret plan room I thought they might at least be pretending to play poker and have a shelve setup but there was no signs of a add-in game. There was a 50 something class old guy sitting on the put wearing a business shirt and tie, his knickers around his ankles and another L something looking guy on his knees sucking his rooster. The Suit Man turned his head teacher towards The Dad and I as we entered the room, when he saw me he swore.

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

I was introduced as the new salamander player and the guy receiving the blowjob on the sofa asked if I was really set up to meet stove poker with the big boys ? A real mans man, who was getting his tool sucked by another man. To his challenge I replied that he should pass on 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 cock off it. When the guy turned to present me we both recognized each other. I had dated this bozo daughter in senior high school school !

Swapping places he said `` hello troy weight '' and all I could say in paying back was `` hi Mr. Jenkins ''.

Then I was on my knees looking up at a fat cock. The guy was hairy but had trimmed his pubes at some full stop so it was masculine, but not unadulterated. I grabbed this fat, man cock, in my right hand and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the premature guy but it still tasted like cock, a taste perception I had missed for the last eight weeks.

I love sucking turncock and I was engrossed in working this valet cock in my mouth. Gaggingly recondite thrusting, then sucking the straits, some long slow strokes with my bridge player and even just licking the tip. My brain was completely focused on the blowjob at hand, I had forgotten there were two guys watching this.

The lawsuit Man brought me back to my surround by telling the other guys that I had pretty good cock sucking acquisition, for a beginner. I mumbled a rebuttal and he told me that he has been sucking dick before I even had one.

Popping my mouth off his tool I looked up at him and told him my arse was n't painted on and was someone ever going to fuck it ? This made him grin was I was a petty bit at the prospect of fucking my arse of grade, but I think there was a little bit of a smirk at my cheekiness.

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

Kneeling behind me he asked if I was uninfected. 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 yr and only shag each former. He double checked if I was OK with bareback and I said I was.

I got back to Suit Man 's turncock. The Dad just pulled my short circuit off, I helped him a minuscule kicking them off. I was wearing a pitch-dark speedo under my short pants and The Dad commented that he remembered that I was a swimmer in senior high school school. He decided to work on around the speedo so just pulled the back of it aside to gain approach to my arsehole.

The Dad was gentle with me, he softly probed my arse with his cock 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 butt toys my hindquarters had not had anything even close to a stopcock in it for eight weeks and I felt it. The Dad felt it as well and told the other men that my bottom was as tight as a vice.

After my trivial gasp when The Dad first slid inside me, I concentrated on relaxing and I pushed back towards him, taking to a greater extent of his distance. I had Suit Man 's cock in my handwriting and he said that watching my grimace in joy but also in agony was just the thinned thing ever. As I took as much of Dad 's cock 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 experience his size.

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

I was moaning and really trying to relax my arse musculus. That was obviously not The Dad 's first gear prison term and he took it tiresome and did n't hurt me. Slowly, I was getting more well-situated and encouraged his rhythm to increase. I was even able to get back to work on Suit Man 's shaft which had remained rock hard while he enjoyed the appearance. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and forth, rooster in my nates and cock in my mouth. I had done this once before but then the guys were in their twenties instead of their fifty dollar bill and it was a lot quicker and rushed. These cat were taking their time.

My beat gradually increased and The Dad was getting close, we were both getting close and our moans were pretty honorable indicators of that. I think I heard The Dad ask Mr. Jenkins if it was OK to cum inside me, the reaction 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 pecker exploded in my speedos. I 'm not certainly if it was my orgasm groan, or my backside tightening as I came, but it was too often for The Dad and I felt him forget his cock with one inscrutable drive and he started filling my seat with his man seed.

Every orgasm feels good, but that was mind blowing !

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

Mr. Jenkins ask me if I was capable to take another onus ? I told him I wanted another load in me and then I looked up at Suit Man and told him I wanted a load in my mouth as well.

This time things were more like my late spit out roast experience. Mr. Jenkins did n't suffer the same forbearance The Dad did, but I was looser so he did n't need 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 coming pooling around my balls inside my speedo and I felt cum oozing down the dorsum of my thigh as Mr. Jenkins was humping away. I thought I was getting slutty before the COVID shutdowns but in this 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 sexual climax first and he was thrusting his dick 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 shaft out of my mouth but left my lingua on the tip of his cock and looked up at him. Looking in to my eyes sent him over the sharpness and his first roofy of cum got my horn in and face, his second and subsequent pulses of cum I took on my tongue and let him watch out it establish a blanched puddle. It was n't until his peter was dry before I pulled my clapper 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 rear its moment full loading of cum.

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

I pulled the bum of my speedos across so they fit like convention. Wow, I was a cum covered mess. roofy of cum on my nozzle and impudence, the front of my speedo was soaked, my arse was leaking cum and there was cum down my thigh to my knees.

The Dad told me that I should cleanse up at my house and indicated that I should grab my apparel. No post sex cuddling with these guy wire. 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 poker tonight and that I could assure my folks I won at poker tonight.

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

I walked up stairs, put my clothes on and started the shortsighted walking back to my parents menage. There was cum everywhere and I 'm sure I was sloshing. Back at my folks firm I snuck around the dorsum and I quietly slipped in to the hottub we had in the backyard.

Not ten minute after I had slipped in to the hottub, I heard the back door to the family clear and my Dad started walking towards to hottub ( my real Dad, not The Dad from poker ). I made sure I did n't have any cum on my face before he had crossed the yard. He was a little started when he noticed I was in the hottub but not a big batch. My Dad dropped his towel and got in to the hottub wearing a twosome of total darkness 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 night was and I said it was good hanging out with the guy wire. He asked me what we got up to and I said we played some poker. Did you fill their money, he asked ? Yeah I took their money and ran, that is why I 'm abode earlier than expected. My Dad was lofty and said that is what he taught me. How much did you win son ? I had to admit that I was n't sure, I jumped out of the hottub and went over to my drawers 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 nominate $ 500 performing poker, I should be doing that to a greater extent often.

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