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

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The COVID shut down really satiate up my life. 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 meet 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 yr old gay guy cable 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 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 blue-pencil my account, I received a message from one of my fans or following or whatever that website calls them. As I read the message my spirit 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 profile and I was furious that I was silly enough to put my real home town on there. I was panicking since I 'm not out to my folk or anyone in my place township. As if my life could n't be More over.

gathering some calm, I continued reading the message.

If you are Troy then you went to schooling with my kids so you know me and know just around the corner. Do n't worry, I will go on your secret if you keep mine.

Let me differentiate you my unavowed, there are a few guy cable like myself ( espouse and outwardly square ) who have a poker Nox each week and instead of playing poker, we fuck.

Your profile said you like older bozo, and we like younger Guy, would you like to come 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 destination of the house for that dark 'poker game'.

The guy did n't give me his epithet but I knew the address and he was right, his son and I were in the Lapp class at high school and I had even had a sleep over or two at their household. Of course of action I had no idea that the happily hook up with 'Dad'was in to anything gay.

I arrived at the sign right on prison term and The Dad opened the doorway, shook my handwriting and said he was very happy to see me.

He gave me a pretty derriere talking to about being discrete and told me that if I could n't continue my back talk shut then I should pull up stakes now. I assured The Dad that I could keep on a enigma and told him that he better observe my mystery as well since I 'm not out to my parents.

With that agreed to, he invited me downstairs. The downstairs is a game room 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 early guys that there was a fourth stove poker actor joining them but had n't told them any more.

Walking in to the games way I thought they might at least be pretending to play stove poker and have a table apparatus but there was no foretoken of a card biz. There was a L something year old guy sitting on the redact wearing a byplay shirt and tie, his gasp around his mortise joint and another fifties something looking guy on his knees 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 prick tried to look up but his head was forced down on the shaft that he was sucking.

I was introduced as the new poker player and the guy receiving the blowjob on the couch asked if I was really prepare to take on poker with the big boys ? A tangible humans man, who was getting his cock sucked by another man. To his challenge I replied that he should cave in me a go sucking that fat stopcock of his.

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

Walking over he let the guy who was sucking his prick off it. When the guy turned to face me we both recognized each other. I had dated this guys daughter in high schooltime !

Swapping places 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 pubes at some decimal point so it was masculine, but not rank. I grabbed this fat, man cock, in my right hand and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like cock, a sense of taste I had missed for the last eight weeks.

I love sucking rooster and I was engrossed in working this mans cock in my mouth. Gaggingly inscrutable drive, then sucking the head, some long slow strokes with my manus and even just licking the tip. My mind was completely focused on the blowjob at hand, I had forgotten there were two guys watching this.

The courting Man brought me back to my surrounds by telling the other bozo that I had pretty respectable cock sucking skills, for a novice. I mumbled a rebutter and he told me that he has been sucking cock before I even had one.

Popping my back talk off his stopcock I looked up at him and told him my can was n't painted on and was mortal ever going to do it it ? This made him smiling was I was a slight bit at the prospect of fucking my can of course of instruction, but I think there was a piffling bit of a smirk at my cheekiness.

causa Man started to prompt like he was getting up off the couch when The Dad said that since I was his poker guest, he had first 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 hooey started. I asked him the same question and he laughed and said that the three of them had been married for twenty years and only ass each other. He double checked if I was OK with bareback and I said I was.

I got back to Suit Man 's pecker. The Dad just pulled my boxers off, I helped him a fiddling 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 heights school. He decided to play around the speedo so just pulled the vertebral column of it aside to hit memory access to my arsehole.

The Dad was aristocratic with me, he softly probed my bottom with his cock for a small while.

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

While I had been playing with some keister toys my arse had not had anything even close to a tool in it for eight week 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 gasp when The Dad first slid inside me, I concentrated on relaxing and I pushed back towards him, taking Thomas More of his distance. I had Suit Man 's cock in my deal and he said that watching my human face in pleasure but also in excruciation was just the cutest 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 footling deeper.

I was moaning and really trying to relax my arse muscle. That was obviously not The Dad 's first prison term and he took it slow and did n't hurt me. Slowly, I was getting more comfortable and encouraged his calendar method to increase. I was even able-bodied to get back to crop on courtship Man 's peter which had remained rock hard while he enjoyed the show. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and forth, dick in my backside and pecker in my mouth. I had done this once before but then the cat were in their 20 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 moans were pretty full 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 affirmatory 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 pollex when my cock exploded in my speedos. I 'm not surely if it was my orgasm moan, or my arse tightening as I came, but it was too much for The Dad and I felt him bury his cock with one oceanic abyss thrust and he started filling my arse with his man seed.

Every orgasm tactile property thoroughly, but that was mind blowing !

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

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

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

My stifle 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 thighs 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 of events on. My cock was back to hard.

It was Suit Man who approached climax first and he was thrusting his dick into my mouth and ramming it in. As he got to the bound of his climax I was stroking him furiously and I popped his cock out of my mouth but left my clapper on the tip of his cock and looked up at him. Looking in to my eyes sent him over the edge and his first Mexican valium of cum got my nose and impudence, his second gear and subsequent pulses of cum I took on my tongue and let him learn it pass water a white puddle. It was n't until his peter 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 oceanic abyss and paused as he gave my backside its second wide onus 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 normal. Wow, I was a cum covered mess. Rope of cum on my nozzle and cheek, 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 clean up at my home and indicated that I should catch my clothes. No spot sex cuddling with these guy cable. Once I had picked up my clothes, The Dad handed me some cash. He said that the three of them would be telling their married woman that they lost some money at poker game tonight and that I could tell my folks I won at stove poker tonight.

He said that I was welcome to connect their poker biz in two week time. Then he told me I could let myself out.

I walked up stairs, put my clothes on and started the short-circuit walk back to my parents theater. There was cum everywhere and I 'm sure enough I was sloshing. Back at my folks family 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 backdoor to the house candid and my Dad started walking towards to hottub ( my actual Dad, not The Dad from poker ). I made sure I did n't have any cum on my grimace before he had crossed the grand. He was a little depart 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 distich of black speedos as well ( he always wears speedos and I used to opine he was a jerk because of it ).

My Dad asked me how my night was and I said it was estimable hanging out with the bozo. He asked me what we got up to and I said we played some poker. Did you drive their money, he asked ? Yeah I took their money and ran, that is why I 'm rest 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 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 have $ 500 performing poker, I should be doing that more than often.

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