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

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The COVID shut down really block up my lifespan. I 'm just twenty class 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 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 bozo should be.

Sitting around my parents house all day on my own I started jerking off on one of the picture 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 jobless and horny.

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

Just as I was about to edit my write up, I received a message from one of my rooter or followers or whatever that website calls them. As I read the content my heart 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 veridical gens but I had not disclosed it anywhere on my profile and I was furious that I was silly enough to put my real number home townspeople on there. I was panicking since I 'm not out to my home or anyone in my home base townsfolk. As if my life could n't be Sir Thomas More over.

Gathering some composure, I continued reading the message.

If you are troy then you went to school with my nestling so you know me and hold out just around the street corner. Do n't worry, I will keep back your secret if you keep mine.

Let me separate you my private, there are a few guy like myself ( married and outwardly straight ) who have a poker game nighttime each workweek and instead of playing poker game, we fuck.

Your profile said you like older guys, and we like unseasoned guys, would you like to come to our poker night ?

Hope you get back to me Troy ....

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

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

The guy did n't give me his public figure but I knew the address and he was right, his son and I were in the Same course of study at high school and I had even had a nap over or two at their planetary house. Of form I had no idea that the happily marital 'Dad'was in to anything gay.

I arrived at the house right on time and The Dad opened the threshold, agitate my bridge player and said he was very well-chosen to see me.

He gave me a pretty unrelenting talking to about being distinct and told me that if I could n't keep my mouth shut then I should leave now. I assured The Dad that I could keep a secret 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 secret plan room where I had played television games as a kid not that many age ago. Following The Dad down, he told me that he had only mentioned to the other cat that there was a fourth poker player joining them but had n't told them any more.

walking in to the games room I thought they might at least be pretending to make for poker and have a table setup but there was no signboard of a bill game. There was a 50 something year old guy sitting on the couch wearing a clientele shirt and tie, his pants around his ankles and another fifties something looking guy on his stifle sucking his cock. The Suit Man turned his question towards The Dad and I as we entered the room, when he saw me he swore.

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

I was introduced as the new poker role player and the guy receiving the blowjob on the couch asked if I was really ready to act salamander with the big boys ? A genuine mans man, who was getting his cock sucked by another man. To his challenge I replied that he should give me a go sucking that fat pecker 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 face me we both recognized each other. I had dated this laugh at daughter in high gear schooling !

Swapping places he said `` hullo Troy '' and all I could say in return was `` hello Mr. Jenkins ''.

Then I was on my knees looking up at a fat stopcock. The guy was haired but had trimmed his pubic region at some point so it was masculine, but not staring. I grabbed this fat, man cock, in my rightfield handwriting and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like cock, a taste I had missed for the go eight weeks.

I love sucking cock and I was engrossed in working this military personnel cock in my sassing. Gaggingly deep thrusts, then sucking the heading, some long slow strokes with my hand and even just licking the tip. My mind was completely focused on the blowjob at bridge player, I had forgotten there were two guys watching this.

The Suit Man brought me back to my surrounds by telling the early guy rope that I had pretty good cock sucking acquisition, for a beginner. I mumbled a rebuttal and he told me that he has been sucking cock before I even had one.

popping my oral fissure off his putz I looked up at him and told him my arse was n't painted on and was individual ever going to fuck it ? This made him smile was I was a trivial bit at the prognosis of fucking my behind of course, but I think there was a minuscule bit of a smirk at my cheekiness.

wooing Man started to move like he was getting up off the lounge when The Dad said that since I was his fire hook guest, he had offset 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 XX geezerhood and only fuck each other. He double checked if I was OK with bareback and I said I was.

I got back to suit of clothes Man 's cock. The Dad just pulled my shorts off, I helped him a little kicking them off. I was wearing a black speedo under my shorts and The Dad commented that he remembered that I was a swimmer in in high spirits schooltime. He decided to work around the speedo so just pulled the rear of it aside to make headway access to my arsehole.

The Dad was gentle with me, he softly probed my arse with his cock for a short 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 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 other men that my backside was as tight as a vice.

After my piffling pant when The Dad first slid inside me, I concentrated on relaxing and I pushed back towards him, taking more of his length. I had cause Man 's prick in my hand and he said that watching my case in pleasure but also in suffering was just the cunning thing ever. As I took as often of Dad 's prick inside me, I was looking up at suit of clothes Man, biting my lip and rolling my eyes.

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

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

I was moaning and really trying to unwind my tush muscles. That was obviously not The Dad 's showtime metre and he took it slow and did n't spite me. Slowly, I was getting more easy and encouraged his rhythm to increase. I was even able to get back to solve on Suit Man 's cock which had remained rock hard while he enjoyed the appearance. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and Forth, cock in my arse and cock in my mouth. I had done this once before but then the hombre were in their twenties instead of their fifties and it was a lot quicker and rushed. These guys were taking their time.

My rhythm gradually increased and The Dad was getting close, we were both getting close and our groan were pretty respectable indicator of that. I think I heard The Dad ask Mr. Jenkins if it was OK to cum inside me, the response was in the optimistic but I barely heard it because lawsuit 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 pollex when my cock exploded in my speedos. I 'm not certain if it was my coming groan, or my arse tightening as I came, but it was too much for The Dad and I felt him eat up his rooster with one thick thrust and he started filling my butt with his man seed.

Every orgasm feels trade good, but that was mind squander !

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

Mr. Jenkins ask me if I was able-bodied to subscribe another load ? I told him I wanted another load in me and then I looked up at suit of clothes Man and told him I wanted a load in my mouth as well.

This sentence things were more like my previous spit out roast experience. Mr. Jenkins did n't feature the Saame patience 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 rachis of my second joint as Mr. Jenkins was humping away. I thought I was getting slutty before the COVID closing but in this post, 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 coming first and he was thrusting his stopcock into my back talk and ramming it in. As he got to the boundary of his coming I was stroking him furiously and I popped his cock out of my back talk 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 first-class honours degree R-2 of cum got my nose and face, his second and subsequent pulses of cum I took on my clapper and let him watch it make a clean puddle. It was n't until his hammer 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 cock deep and paused as he gave my fanny its moment full consignment of cum.

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

I pulled the bum of my speedos across so they fit like normal. Wow, I was a cum covered mess. circle of cum on my nose and impudence, the battlefront 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 clean house up at my business firm and indicated that I should seize my clothes. No post sex cuddling with these guys. Once I had picked up my clothes, The Dad handed me some John Cash. He said that the three of them would be telling their wives that they lost some money at stove poker tonight and that I could tell my folks I won at salamander 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 step, put my clothes on and started the suddenly walk back to my parents house. There was cum everywhere and I 'm for certain I was sloshing. Back at my sept house I snuck around the rear 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 entrance to the house subject and my Dad started walking towards to hottub ( my real Dad, not The Dad from fire hook ). I made sure I did n't receive any cum on my grimace before he had crossed the cubic yard. He was a little started when he noticed I was in the hottub but not a big mickle. My Dad dropped his towel and got in to the hottub wearing a pair of blacken 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 dark was and I said it was good hanging out with the guy cable. He asked me what we got up to and I said we played some poker. Did you carry their money, he asked ? Yeah I took their money and ran, that is why I 'm home earlier than expected. My Dad was majestic and said that is what he taught me. How much did you win son ? I had to accommodate that I was n't sure, 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 pretend $ 500 playing poker, I should be doing that more often.

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