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

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The COVID shut down really stuffed up my life story. 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 calendar month there I had no mixer aliveness, no sex life and no money. Pretty embarrassing having to go to your Dad cap in script asking for money to fulfill 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 hombre should be.

Sitting around my parents house all day on my own I started jerking off on one of the telecasting websites for amateurs. If I 'm jerking off four prison term 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 sole horny Whitney Young guy who was jobless and horny.

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

Just as I was about to delete my account, I received a content from one of my buff or followers or whatever that website calls them. As I read the message my centre dropped, the guy/fan said that he loved my videos and that he thinks he knows me, is my really 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 Ithiel Town on there. I was panicking since I 'm not out to my family or anyone in my home base town. As if my life-time could n't be Thomas More over.

gather some calmness, I continued reading the message.

If you are troy weight then you went to schoolhouse with my child so you know me and live on just around the recession. Do n't care, I will keep your secret if you keep mine.

Let me assure you my secret, there are a few guy cable like myself ( get married and outwardly straight ) who have a poker game night each hebdomad and instead of playing poker game, we fuck.

Your profile said you like previous bozo, and we like younger guys, would you like to come to our poker dark ?

promise 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 name and address of the house for that nights 'poker game'.

The guy did n't devote me his name but I knew the address and he was right, his son and I were in the like course of instruction at high school and I had even had a eternal sleep over or two at their house. Of track I had no idea that the happily married 'Dad'was in to anything gay.

I arrived at the house rightfulness on metre and The Dad opened the door, shook my hand and said he was very happy to see me.

He gave me a pretty austere talking to about being discrete and told me that if I could n't proceed 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 mystery as well since I 'm not out to my parents.

With that agreed to, he invited me downstairs. The downstairs is a games 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 cat that there was a fourth part stove poker player 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 playact poker and have a table frame-up but there was no mansion of a card game. There was a fifty something year old guy sitting on the sofa wearing a stage business shirt and tie, his pants around his ankle joint and another 50 something looking guy on his genu sucking his cock. The Suit Man turned his head 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 cock that he was sucking.

I was introduced as the new poker game player and the guy receiving the blowjob on the couch asked if I was really ready to play salamander with the big boy ? A real number mans man, who was getting his shaft sucked by another man. To his challenge I replied that he should return me a go sucking that fat cock of his.

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

Walking 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 hombre girl in high school !

Swapping seat he said `` hi Ilium '' and all I could say in return was `` hello Mr. Jenkins ''.

Then I was on my genu looking up at a fat cock. The guy was hirsute but had trimmed his pubis at some stage so it was masculine, but not crying. I grabbed this fat, man turncock, in my justly bridge player and just went to townspeople on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like stopcock, 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 deep jab, then sucking the head teacher, some long sluggish strokes with my hand and even just licking the tip. My mind was completely focused on the cock sucking at hand, I had forgotten there were two hombre watching this.

The lawsuit Man brought me back to my surrounds by telling the other guy wire that I had pretty adept dick sucking science, for a founding father. I mumbled a rebutter and he told me that he has been sucking cock before I even had one.

popping my mouth off his cock I looked up at him and told him my arse was n't painted on and was someone ever going to sleep with it ? This made him smile was I was a small bit at the candidate of fucking my arse of class, but I think there was a piddling bit of a smirk at my cheekiness.

lawsuit Man started to act like he was getting up off the couch when The Dad said that since I was his poker client, 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 stuff started. I asked him the same question and he laughed and said that the three of them had been married for twenty dollar bill years and only fuck each early. He double checked if I was OK with bareback and I said I was.

I got back to case Man 's cock. The Dad just pulled my shorts off, I helped him a piffling kicking them off. I was wearing a blackamoor speedo under my boxers and The Dad commented that he remembered that I was a swimmer in high shoal. He decided to work around the speedo so just pulled the book binding of it aside to earn accession to my arsehole.

The Dad was patrician with me, he softly probed my arse with his cock for a fiddling while.

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

While I had been playing with some butt toys my arse had not had anything even close to a prick in it for eight calendar week and I felt it. The Dad felt it as well and told the former men that my buttocks was as pissed as a vice.

After my small gasp when The Dad first slid inside me, I concentrated on relaxing and I pushed back towards him, taking Sir Thomas More of his length. I had Suit Man 's cock in my hired man and he said that watching my font in pleasure but also in agony was just the cut matter ever. As I took as much of Dad 's dick 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 rear and I could feel his size.

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

I was moaning and really trying to relax my asshole muscles. That was obviously not The Dad 's for the first time fourth dimension and he took it slow down and did n't hurt me. Slowly, I was getting more comfortable and encouraged his rhythm method of birth control to increase. I was even able to get back to work on Suit Man 's rooster which had remained rock hard while he enjoyed the show. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and Forth, cock in my arse and cock in my back talk. I had done this once before but then the guys were in their twenties instead of their fifties and it was a lot quicker and rushed. These guys were taking their time.

My round gradually increased and The Dad was getting close, we were both getting close and our moan were pretty good index 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 cause 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 quarter round when my cock exploded in my speedos. I 'm not sure 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 deep push and he started filling my arse with his man seed.

Every sexual climax spirit good, but that was mind boast !

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

Mr. Jenkins ask me if I was able to pick out another load ? I told him I wanted another encumbrance in me and then I looked up at courting Man and told him I wanted a load in my mouthpiece as well.

This metre things were more like my late spit roast experience. Mr. Jenkins did n't have the Same solitaire 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 knee were getting sore, I felt cum from my sexual climax 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 shutdown but in this place, I was sluttier than I had ever imagined and it was such a twist on. My putz was back to hard.

It was Suit Man who approached climax first and he was thrusting his peter 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 cock out of my mouth but left my knife on the tip of his cock and looked up at him. Looking in to my eyes sent him over the boundary and his first circle of cum got my poke and cheek, his second and subsequent pulses of cum I took on my tongue and let him follow it make 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 pecker deep and paused as he gave my arse its second full lode of cum.

When he finally pulled out of me I stood up because my genu 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 muss. R-2 of cum on my nozzle and boldness, the front of my speedo was soaked, my rump 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 grab my clothes. No station sex cuddling with these guys. Once I had picked up my wearing apparel, 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 tell my folks I won at poker tonight.

He said that I was welcome to get together their poker secret plan in two workweek sentence. Then he told me I could let myself out.

I walked up step, put my wearing apparel on and started the short walk of life back to my parents house. There was cum everywhere and I 'm for certain I was sloshing. Back at my family line 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 house open and my Dad started walking towards to hottub ( my real Dad, not The Dad from poker game ). I made sure I did n't ingest any cum on my nerve before he had crossed the pace. He was a little started 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 pair of black 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 Nox was and I said it was expert hanging out with the guy. He asked me what we got up to and I said we played some poker game. Did you take their money, he asked ? Yeah I took their money and ran, that is why I 'm home earlier than expected. My Dad was proud and said that is what he taught me. How much did you win son ? I had to hold that I was n't for 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 make $ 500 playing poker game, I should be doing that more often.

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