twisted-talez: First time I fucked a guy? Shit, was it crazy. My wife and I had gone to a sports bar
twisted-talez: First time I fucked a guy? Shit, was it crazy. My wife and I had gone to a sports bar to watch the big game. The bar is by campus, so there was a bunch of frat boys there, too. This one cute frat boy at the next table kept checking me out. I had let a few faggots blow me in bars back in college, so I thought maybe this boy wanted to suck me off. I was horny, and the prospect of feeding him a load in the men’s room was tempting.I told my wife I needed to piss. I took my beer with me and put it on the window ledge above the urinal. I had no sooner pulled out my dick when the frat boy came in and sidled up next to me at the adjacent urinal. He gave me a nod as he pulled down his pants, exposing his plump backside to me. That firm, round ass was so enticing. I couldn’t resist reaching over and giving it a squeeze as the boy put his arm across my shoulders.“You wanna fuck me?” he whispered. My cock got rock hard. I nodded, as he motioned me into a toilet stall. He bent over and I wasted no time in getting my big cock inside the boy. His hole was already wet, which surprised me. “Fuck, you’re thick,” he gasped. I put my hands on his shoulders and gave his ass some deep, rhythmic pumps. I could feel the cum rising in my thick shaft. I soon dumped my load inside the boy as he cried out, “Yeah, dude. Fuckin’ seed my hole.”Just as my balls finished emptying, I heard another guy enter the men’s room. Terrified of getting busted, I quickly zipped up and exited the stall, leaving the frat boy still bent over with my cum dripping from his open hole. The other guy was washing his hands at the sinks. He was wearing a football jersey, and gave me a wink as I brushed past him. I hurried back to my wife.“What took you so long?” she complained. “And where’s your beer?” Fuck. I raced back to the men’s room to retrieve my beer from where I left it on the window ledge. As I grabbed it, I looked over at the toilet stall where I had just fucked the frat boy. The guy in the football jersey was now in there plugging the boy. He hadn’t even bothered to close the door to the stall. As I left the men’s room, beer in hand, I heard the frat boy crying out once more, “Yeah, dude. Fuckin’ seed my hole.”Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link