FabGuys.com forum: Father-in-law: Stoke-on-Trent

By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

I hadn't seen my girlfriend's father for a few weeks since we shared a room in Devon. In fact, I hadn't even seen my girlfriend as we'd both stayed with our own families for the rest of summer holidays. It was with a little trepidation that I travelled up by train to Stoke to stay with them before we returned to university.

Summer was having a final fling before autumn set in. I stepped from the shade of the station and squinted in the bright September sunlight. My girlfriend was waiting where she had said, pulled up in front in her battered old Polo.

I jogged over, flung my bag on the back seat and climbed in next to her. She always looked good in the summer: her fair hair radiant, the pale skin of her bare arms smooth and milky-white, her breasts pert under her thin cotton dress. I pecked her on the cheek - no time for more because she pulled away from the kerb,caware she shouldn't have been parked on the yellow lines.

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By *ooyoome5TV/TS
2 days ago

Lanark

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By *iboy1970Man
2 days ago

runcorn

And it contiues thankyou ive been awaiting this

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By *ylonplesureTV/TS
2 days ago

Stone (staffs)

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

I looked at her as we chatted. I could make out some of the flesh at the base of her left tit through the armhole of her sleeveless dress. It was slightly pinched by the edge of her white bra.

I hadn't had any sex since Devon three weeks earlier. If anything, I was more frustrated than ever - rather than just staring at every woman who walked past, I looked at the men too. I wondered if they were secretly interested in other men, satisfying their carnal desires with the simplicity and directness my father-in-law had demonstrated. But I could see no way of knowing, every bloke just seemed normal and straightforward, leaving me with a permanent semi-erection and a lot of confusion.

The site of my girlfriend's flesh, even only a hint, was enough to start my cock hardening in my underwear. I'd upgraded from my old boxers which no longer seemed to adequate control my dick. Now, partly I admit because Marky Mark looked so fucking hot in them, I spotted Calvin Klein's.

I leant my left knee on the car door. Experience had taught me the vibrations from the old Polo was travel up my leg to my groin. It worked - the trembling of my thigh against my cock, sticking together with damp skin in that not, sweaty car, caused my dick to swell and grow. I closed my eyes and imagined touching those soft, white breasts and kissing those moist lips.

My cockhead began to push out of my foreskin, rubbing against the rough cotton of my Calvin Klein's. It was almost uncomfortable and I was worried precum might soak through onto my beige shorts, so I forced myself to forget my daydream and looked out the window and the city we were passing..

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

The recent past hadn't been kind to The Potteries. It was the mid-90s. The old pottery factories, famous for their distinctive bottle-shaped kilns, had been demolished, leaving barren, abandoned scars across the city. We rose above the sprawl on the A500, passing Tunstall, and wondered what become of a town which seemed to have lost its purpose.

My girlfriend's family had moved out of the city to a large village just off the D Road. We pulled up outside the 1970s suburban house, as ordinary as any of the others, identical and mundane.

Adrian was on the drive washing his work transit. Soapy bubbles ran over his strong hands and down his muscular forearms as he sponged the vehicle of city grime. He paused working when he saw us, wiping his hands dry on the bottom of his grubby T-shirt, lifting it as he did so to expose his flat hairy chest. He must have caught me looking because he winked at me over his daughter's shoulder as she hugged him, and squeezed extra firmly as we shook hands. He then bent down to clean the wheel, despite not having finished the side panel, and I am sure he knew his shorts pulled down a little, showing teasing tufts of hair around the start of his arse crack.

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By *ef123Man
2 days ago

Felixstowe

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By *iboy1970Man
2 days ago

runcorn

Lovely build up

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

Over dinner we discussed the plans for the next day. I knew there was some female only family celebration for an aunt's birthday but had been under the impression it was just for a few hours. It turned out it was all day event at a fancy spa hotel.

"Don't worry," Adrian said, "I'll take him to watch the match at The Bull with me.

I wasn't entirely thrilled with this thought. Kent, where I grew up, was filled with people who had moved down from London. Growing up we all supported the teams of our fathers: Spurs, West Ham, Chelsea or, in my case,Arsenal. It was a melting pot of tribes and so football allegiances weren't part of our identity. In Stoke, grown men wore their football shirts with pride,regardless of the day of the week and without fail on match days. I found it all rather intimidating.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

My girlfriend and I were charged with washing up. I was trying not to sulk, so put on a brave face and tried flirting. Her hands were in the sink, covered in bubbles, and I used this as a chance to catch her in a hug and kiss her neck. She giggled as I pushed her against the work top, my cock already hardening against the soft flesh of her buttocks

It was at that morning that the washing machine began its spin cycle. I heard my girlfriend gasp as it shuddered against her thigh. Instinctively, I moved my hand round in front of her crotch, sandwiched between the thudding washing machine and her fanny. I pushed my body against hers, so the vibrations travelled through my hand, positioning my fingers on her clit. I could feel her knickers moisten as she trembled against the vibrations in my finger-tips.

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By *iboy1970Man
2 days ago

runcorn

A full day with adrian yes please

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By *endarMan
2 days ago

Morton-in-Marsh

Glad you are back in Stoke

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

I was so desperate at that point, after three weeks of frustration, I unzipped my shorts, practically ripped off the buttons on my boxers and pulled out my cock. I lifted the bottom of my girlfriend's dress and pushed aside the edge of her knickers with my cock.

Just then, we heard the kitchen door creak open. I spun my girl round in front of me to hide my cock. It was her mother with a couple of forgotten mugs to wash up. I don't know what she thought but we were both flushed and flustered, and held together in a slightly unnatural position.

However, she just smiled and wished us goodnight.

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By *rianishardMan
2 days ago

Cambridge

Fantastic start and build up x

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

My girlfriend was too embarrassed to carry on. I was left with some washing to hang on an airer, some drying up to finish off, and a night in a sleeping bag on the couch with balls as blue as a Smurf.

I grabbed a handful of kitchen roll ready to mop up the spunk from the wank I was definitely going to have and sat on the couch to ease my discomfort. But before I could start, I heard creaking from the room above, where Adrian and his wife slept.

I listened. Catching my girlfriend and me must have given her mum some ideas. The springs in the mattress gave a slow, regular and rhythmic squeak. I imagined Adrian,this thick penis hard and curving up into his wife's cunt. One arm supporting him on his elbow as the other hand roughly grasps his wife's full breasts, his calloused workman's skin rubbing over her nipple. I could hear her soft moans, identical to her daughter's. By now, my cock was rock hard and I spat on my hand, timing my jerks to the sound of the bed springs.

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By *aygordon999Man
2 days ago

Shetland

Glad you're back and on form

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By *eddyfMan
2 days ago

Rainham

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By *ax_glasscotMan
2 days ago

glasgow

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By *kiviMan
2 days ago

North Shields

More please

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By *dinrightnowMan
2 days ago

Edinburgh

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By *orfyMan
2 days ago

North Norfolk

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By *dinrightnowMan
2 days ago

Edinburgh

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By *ef123Man
2 days ago

Felixstowe

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

It's a cliche, but I could actually hear the headboard behind to knock against the wall. I imagined Adrian, his cock wet with pussy juice, hammering into his wife's hairy pussy. His arse, clenching with each thrust as he half-knelt between her legs so as to push harder and deeper.

I was concentrating so hard on what was happening above, I didn't realise I was about to cum until I shot a spurt of cum up and over my shoulder. Cursing but unable to stop and wanked hard, shooting the rest of my ejaculate over my bare chest and stomach, trying to grab the kitchen roll with my spare hand to stop the cum running off onto the sofa.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

As I say back, hot and panting, I heard the action upstairs reach its own climax. Adrian came loudly, trying to muffle his cries by burying his head in a pillow. His wife let out one cry, before stopping herself from any more sounds, desperate to hide her carnal desires.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

I began to slow clean-up operation. I wiped up the cum from my body with a dishcloth from under the sink and sponged the cum from the sofa, hoping it wouldn't stain.

At least I would get a decent night's sleep.

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By *atie777TV/TS
2 days ago

New Romney

Fantastic more please.

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By *itom87Man
2 days ago

Wigan

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By *ef123Man
2 days ago

Felixstowe

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By *ee bradford discreetMan
2 days ago

bradford

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By *om80802025Man
2 days ago

cork

Great story

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

The morning was a bustle of breakfast, fighting for the shower and preparations for the ladies' day out. It was midday before Adrian and I were on the bus on the way to the Hanley. The plan was to catch a taxi back from the pub once the match was over.

The bus was hot and airless, but fortunately near empty so we were able to spread out over two seats each. Even so, I felt rivulets of sweat form under my arms and trickle down my sides. I didn't like to think how Adrian was faring in his football top, fabricated from some artificial fibre and sold at ridiculous expense to the majority of the menfolk of the city.

I tried to engage him in conversation but his answers were practically monosyllabic.

"Who are we meeting at The Bull?"

"Matt."

"Known him long?"

"Worked together years ago, in London mainly."

"What's he like?"

"A total arsehole," Adrian chuckled to himself before making it obvious it was too hot for small talk by looking out of the window.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

The Bull was in the rough end of Hanley, which is saying something, the area where Adrian had been brought up by his widowed mother; he and his brother finding their own paths through adolescence until they both worked their way out of poverty and homes outside the five towns.

The pub was on the corner, any Victorian pretensions long since chipped off and covered in city grime. A gang of smokers in red and white stripes blocked the pavement and doorways - the smoking ban had just been introduced - so we had to push our way through them to reach the double doors propped open to let in some air.

They needn't have bothered. The air was musty with the smell of stale beer and B.O. The threadbare carpet felt like it was held together by years of spilt bitter and the ancient wallpaper was yellow with a century of cigarette smoke.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

Most of the chairs and tables had been arranged to face the large television at the far end of the room. Still a while before the start of the match, it was crowded with guys laughing, swearing and generally fooling around. I'd always felt uncomfortable in situations like this: torn between wanting to join the funeral but not sure how to engage in banter and physical contact without exposing my hidden desires. Fortunately, Adrian's mate had saved a couple of chairs at the back around a little table and beckoned us over.

Matt was short and wiry. His hair was shaved close to his head and he moved continuously, like he wasn't able to keep still. He shook my hand with a strength formed from years of shovelling cement and hauling bricks up scaffolding. He gathered his empties - fuck knows what time he'd started drinking - and headed to the bar to get a round in. His arms like they had been tattooed on a d*unken night out in Blackpool thirty years ago, bottle-green anchors and scantily-clad ladies smudged at the edges. His grey gym shorts were obviously worn for work but his toned thighs and strong calves were tanned and almost hairless.

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By *atinbloodMan
2 days ago

Birkenhead

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By *dinrightnowMan
2 days ago

Edinburgh

I reckon Matt is gonna have one heck of a cock and yes it relentlessly

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

In the 90s, plenty of inhabitants of Stoke still spoke with a strong local accent, alien to my home county ears and impossible to follow in the noisy pub. I let Adrian and Matt catch-up, drinking my beer and trying not to look too out of place.

Just before kickoff, I realised I needed to empty my bladder of the two pints I had d*unk.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
2 days ago

Spalding

It was the wrong time to go: the men's room was packed with guys relieving themselves before the match started. A space appeared between two men and I squeezed in.

I took out my penis and looked straight ahead at the wall. I felt the heat of the men next to me, intimidated by their muscularity, their confidence. My bladder shut down tight so I couldn't release the pressure of two pints of beer desperately filling my bladder. Iclosed my eyes and prayed I could get my urine flowing.

Luckily both blokes finished at the same time, giving me a few seconds of space to relax and start pissing against the porcelain wall, the liquid splashing back with the force of the spray.The relief was almost sexual in its power.

It wasn't long until I was crowded in again. The guy to my right clearly worked out, showing off his physique in a bodybuilder's vest top. Clearly worse for wear, his steadied himself by leaning his left hand on the wall. His armpit, hairy and pungent, was practically in front of my nose. I inhaled his scent of fresh sweat and deodorant. Stealing a look down, I saw his cock was fat and veiny. My cock, just finishing pissing, started to engorge with excitement - I had to quickly stuff it back into my shorts before it got too hard.

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By *itybiguyMan
2 days ago

Essex

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By *orfyMan
2 days ago

North Norfolk

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By *urious6667Man
2 days ago

bed

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2 days ago

Keighley

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2 days ago

Wakefield

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By *atinbloodMan
2 days ago

Birkenhead

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By *raggahboyMan
2 days ago

stoke

I can relate to most of your descriptions being local

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By *itom87Man
2 days ago

Wigan

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2 days ago

Glasgow

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By *reshmeat1000Man
2 days ago

Douglas

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By *illmecreviceMan
2 days ago

Reading

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By *ullet balls 07Man
2 days ago

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By *ocked100Man
2 days ago

North Ayrshire

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

The match itself was nothing to write about; I can't even remember who they were playing. Stoke's season had got to a disappointing start but three games in and they were falling apart. By halftime they were 2-0 down and the atmosphere in the pub had turned black and almost menacing.

"I've had enough of this shit - let's go," announced Matt. He downed the rest of his pint and stood up.

Adrian did the same,seeming to know of a plan of which I wasn't aware.

"Come on," said Adrian, "We're off to Matt's.

It took only a couple of minutes to walk to the house. Matt lived in a terrace typical of Stoke, the type you will have seen on Homes Under the Hammer a hundred times: a front door straight off the street leading directly into the front room. Without looking, I knew there would be another room behind with a kitchen and downstairs bathroom at the back. Stairs would lead up from the back room to a couple of large bedrooms.

I was surprised by the interior of the front room. Matt looked so rough and ready, I expected his house to look the same. In fact, the small room was stylish and homely. One large, leather sofa sat against a wall, stenciled designs of vines (all the rage at the time) adorned the corners of the pastel walls, there was even a bowl of pot pourri on the coffee table.

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By *ow22Man
1 day ago

Pwllheli

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

"It's lovely," I said. I couldn't disguise the surprise in my voice.

Matt chuckled, "Yeah my boyfriend's good at this sort of thing - he's a hairdresser." He waved towards a large photo above the fireplace. It was obviously taken in a studio, stylish in black and white. I looked closely. It was of two naked men. Matt was in front, a little younger, sitting with his knees slightly raised, hiding his genitals. Behind him was a bear of a man, tall, broad, bearded and probably a little overweight but it was difficult to tell because he enveloped Matt in strong, hairy arms. The overall feeling was one of love and protection, with Matt (who I had thought of as a rough and slightly aggressive man) looking sweet and vulnerable.

Matt pulled the curtains across the window, blocking out the street, and turned on the light. "Jon has diabetes and can't get it up any more. That's why you're here."

I must have looked shocked because Adrian laughed. "I told you he was a total arsehole. I should have said total bottom!"

I began to put 2 and 2 together. Adrian had worked in London during the week when he was younger, finding sexual release with his roommate. I guessed that must have been Matt.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

Matt pulled off his Stoke shirt and slipped down his shorts and pants, kicking them to the side. His wiry frame, had been honed through hard work, not the gym, the muscles tight with hidden strength. Apart from the tattoos on his arms, there was nothing to mask his energy and power, his skin almost hairless. He had shaved his cock and balls. His dick was small, resting on top of his firm, round testicles so it stuck straight out.

"Well hurry up and get your kegs off," he demanded..

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

Naked, Adrian and I stood alongside each other, our arms touching. Matt knelt in front. He greedily grasped Adrian's cock, girthy and hard, hungrily swallowing its length with noisy slurps.

I was hard too, my cock sticking straight out and prodding Matt's cheek, reminding him of my presence. Matt swapped cocks, wanking Adrian while devouring mine. He sucked so hard it was almost painful. I rested my hand on his head to steady myself and Adrian grabbed my arm to keep me from toppling as my knees trembled under the sensations.

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By *iboy1970Man
1 day ago

runcorn

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By *dinrightnowMan
1 day ago

Edinburgh

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By *ef123Man
1 day ago

Felixstowe

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

"Better take it easy with this newbie," Adrian advised Matt.

Smiling, Matt took himself over to the sofa and lay back, his head resting on the low arm rest. Adrian, who clearly had done this before, immediately positioned himself alongside the armrest and fed his cock into Matt's waiting mouth. Because of the upward curve of Adrian's dick, he'd had to push it down to enter Matt's throat. Even that wasn't quite enough, with Adrian needing to leaning over Matt's prone body, one hand on the back of the sofa, the other on Matt's muscular chest, so that he could thrust into Matt's cock-hungry mouth.

"Don't stand there like a lemon," Adrian scolded. "Suck his cock."

I knelt at the side of the sofa. Matt's little cock was now hard. He was a grower but not that much! His dick stood straight up, a bit longer than my middle finger and not a lot wider. However, from his foreskin had burst a bright pink mushroom head, much wider than the base of his dick.

I tried leaning his dick towards my open, mouth with my fingers but it didn't move. I couldn't believe how hard and firm his erection was. I held it more firmly in my hand, testing it. I couldn't move it in any direction, it was rock hard.

I moved closer and lowered my head over his penis. It was easy to fit it in my mouth, tasting salty with a hint of urine and a dick-twitching scent of man from his sweaty balls. His cock was so hard it poked and prodded the roof of my mouth. With his head impaled in place by Adrian's dominant position, aggressive thrusting into Matt's gagging mouth, Matt's energetic excitement could only be released by fucking my own mouth. He bucked his hips up, repeatedly ramming his cock into the back of my throat with the hardness of a wooden lollipop stick.

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By *oel333Man
1 day ago

aberdeen

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

I couldn't take any more but I also think Matt was struggling under the weight of Adrian's onslaught despite his obvious need for cock. Without a word, we all separated and Matt told me to swap places with Adrian. Matt got onto his hands and knees and started sucking me, much more gently this time. He liked the sticky precum from my slit, rolling his tongue around my bell-end, sending waves and pleasure through my body.

Adrian had gone to a wooden box on the mantle piece and found a condom and some lube. He obviously had been in this room before! In a few minutes he had lubed up Matt's waiting hole and sheathed his cock. It slid in Matt's arse with practised ease. Though clearly enjoying himself, he didn't whimper or moan like I had when fucked; he continued to worship my cock, building up the pressure and speed of his rhythmic sucking until I could feel my balls tightening and the base of my penis filling with sperm Within seconds I was spurting in his mouth, pulling his head onto my dick as I actually cried out in ecstasy.

It was too much for Adrian too. He pulled out and whipped off his condom, wanking furiously to come in fat, sticky splatters over Matt's back.

Matt gestured for me to get his grimy shorts. He wiped some dangling strings of spunk from my dick and passed them to Adrian to clear up his back. Then we collapsed on the leather sofa, sticky against our naked skin, in a cosy, companionable huddle.

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By *an WatkinsMan
1 day ago

Bracknell

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By *AMNinja2214Man
1 day ago

Kendal

Great writing ...all that is missing is some oatcakes

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

After we'd relaxed for a good half hour, letting our sweat-covered bodies cool, Adrian stood up and started to dress.

I had a sudden thought. "It's not really fair. Matt hasn't come yet "

"Oh I know," replied Adrian. He smiled at me. "I'm too old to go again so I'm heading back to the pub. Matt's going to get you going again and show you how to top. I thought you'd like that."

He went to the toilet and freshened up while I sat in the sofa, stunned. I wasn't sure how I felt about these plans being made for me.

Adrian let himself out and Matt looked at me intently.

"Let's go upstairs," he said. "It's more comfortable."

I sensed the initial stirrings in the base of my cock which indicated an erection could be on its way. Any misgivings I might have had I immediately forgot. I follow Matt up the steep narrow stairs to the bedroom.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 day ago

Spalding

"Great writing ...all that is missing is some oatcakes

Good point, I'll try and get some in later!

That will be all for today. Hope to add some more tomorrow.

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By *ardsoloMan
1 day ago

Harlow

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1 day ago

Bradford

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1 day ago

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By *rdiscreet327Man
1 day ago

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1 day ago

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By *orfyMan
1 day ago

North Norfolk

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By *aygordon999Man
1 day ago

Shetland

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By *ust 58Man
1 day ago

london

Excellent read …. Looking forward to more 👍

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By *itybiguyMan
14 hours ago

Essex

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By *ini1440Man
14 hours ago

STOKE-ON-TRENT

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By *itom87Man
13 hours ago

Wigan

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
12 hours ago

Spalding

We lay together on the pristine white sheets. I kissed him, holding his face between my hands, choosing when our lips could touch, our saliva mingling in wet, passionate moments. It felt good to be back in control, taking the lead like I did with my girlfriend.

My fingers explored his body, running over his arms and down his side to his ribs. The sensations felt strange and alien: the flesh of the girls I had fucked was soft and pliable, transforming itself under my touch; Matt's body was hard and sinewy, unyielding and powerful.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
12 hours ago

Spalding

I moved my head down to his chest, taking a small, hard nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. He pulled my head onto it, urging me suck harder, and his other hand enclosed his cock, grasping it tightly and running his forefinger up and over his frenulum.

"Can I fuck you?" I asked, my voice sounding higher and more pleading than I would have liked.

I would have to be patient; Matt wanted to educate me a little in the art of topping well. He squirted some lube on my finger.

"After being fucked by Adrian, I'm all ready for you, but normally you should take your time to get your partner ready. Gently play with their arsehole until it relaxes and opens for you."

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
12 hours ago

Spalding

I did as he said, tickling and stroking over and around his hole until my finger felt his sphincter open and the tip naturally slip in.

"Now add more lube and slowly push it all in."

He drew his knees up to his chest, hooking them over his arm, and I pushed my slippery middle finger into his waiting hole. It went in easily, I knew because his anus had been stretched minutes before by Adrian's impressive penis.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
12 hours ago

Spalding

He used his spare hand to grab my wrist and push my finger in deeper.

"Feel that bump? It's my prostate. Be firm but steady. Rub it."

I did as I was told, Matt uttering a couple of encouraging expletives when, in my inexperienced way, I managed by accident to hit the spot just right.

"Now you can fuck me," he said, throwing me a condom from a bowl on the bedside table and getting on his hands and knees facing the foot of the bed.

The condom wrapper slid through my slippery fingers as I tried to open it. Cursing, I picked it up again and ripped it open with my teeth. I was no stranger to a Durex - I popped it over my swollen glands and pulled it quickly down my shaft.

I positioned my sheathed cock between Matt's wide open arse cheeks.

"Now go slowly, let the bottom take the lead," he instructed.

I pushed my cock at his anus. Nothing happened at first, so I pushed a little harder, holding the head down with my fingers so it didn't slide up between his buttocks. He pushed back, his anus beginning to open up and let me in.

Defying the urge to start thrusting, I took a deep breath and controlled the speed at which I entered him. My cockhead pushed through and the rest of my dick slipped in afterwards.

"Just wait a moment while I get used to it," Matt requested. I waited, tense and on edge, holding back every my passion with every ounce of control I could find. "Now fuck me."

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12 hours ago

Spalding

I gripped his waist and began to move my hips back and forth, slow and steady at first, getting the feel of the level of friction and the awkward angle of anal sex, different to the easier access of vaginal penetration. I was just getting into my stride, building up to a pattern of strong and powerful strokes, when I abruptly stopped. We were no longer alone. Jon stood at the doorway. As tall and broad as his photo suggested, he was a menacing sight, even his stillness a threat. I couldn't tell his facial expression under his black, bushy beard.

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12 hours ago

Spalding

For a rough, Stoke builder, Matt sounded surprisingly soft and meek. "You're back early."

Jon didn't respond. Instead he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. He really was a gorilla of a man: thick hair covered his heavy-set chest and belly, it crept from the back of his hands, over his forearms and continued on his upper arms before spreading right across his shoulders and behind his neck.

He undid his belt, pushing down his pants and trousers at the same time, stepping out of them to stand naked apart from his black socks. The fur on his legs was even thicker than on his upper body: despite there being less hair on his knees and between his thighs, from a distance you would have thought he was wearing trousers. Only his penis was hairless - a large, pale elephant trunk emerging from a forest of dark curls. Erect it would have been terrifying - now it hung lifeless and impotent.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
12 hours ago

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By *teve1001400Man
12 hours ago

crayford

hot

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By *ini1440Man
12 hours ago

STOKE-ON-TRENT

Mmm yes x

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
12 hours ago

Spalding

Jon came over to the bed and lay down next to us. Matt pulled forward, off my cock, and lay down next to him, snuggling against Jon's corpulent body in a bear-like embrace. They kissed: deep, loving, passionate. Matt's legs curled up upon Jon in almost a foetal position and Jon signalled for me to lie behind Matt and continue fucking him.

I lay down, spooning Matt. I took my cock, still sheathed and erect, and guided it into his still welcoming anus. With his free hand, Jon reached over and held my arse, guiding me as to the speed and depth he knew Matt needed.

Matt clung to his lover's body, burying his face in Jon's carpet of chest hair. His short, slender dick pushed hard against Jon's meaty thigh with each of my thrusts. A soft, delicate whimpering came from his half-open mouth as, safe in his partner's arms, he gave himself fully to his pleasure.

I ought to have felt ashamed to be used as a tool in their love making but it felt like a privilege to witness, to be part of something so special. Matt no longer knew I was there: for him it was Jon who was fucking him again, sharing his love like he used to before illness stole away his virility.

With Jon's guidance I built up momentum, bringing Matt closer and closer to orgasm as he pawed at Jon's hirsute frame, trying to steady himself against his body's uncontrolled convulsions.

I came in hard, forceful contractions, pulled deep into Matt's body by Jon's strong hands. I felt the condom balloon around my glands as it filled with hot cum. I collapsed onto my back, pulling the full condom off my dick before it had begun to soften, thick streams of cum running out and down my shaft, lubricating the few more masturbatory jerks I needed to release the last of my ejaculate and let my pleasure subside.

Matt too rolled onto his back, still within Jon's embrace. He nestled his head in Jon's neck, burying his face in the rough, black beard, and feeling his solid little dick be fully enclosed by Jon's large palm.

A few strong pumps from Jon and Matt's cum shot from between Jon's fingers as Matt, crying in ecstasy, bucked and jerked, sending thin, watery splashes over his chest and face, held securely against his lover's body.

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12 hours ago

Spalding

We lay in silence, the three of us, as our heart rates returned to normal and an uncomfortable post-nut clarity descended. Matt was the first to move, kindly kissing me for my service and excusing himself to clean up in the bathroom downstairs.

"Don't worry, I'll show him out," Jon stated. There was no dissension from Matt: I had served a purpose and was no longer required, a painful reminder of what their love had once been.

Jon slipped on a dressing gown and I followed him downstairs, naked and embarrassed. It was awkward retrieving my clothes scattered on the lounge floor and dressing in front of him, like a naughty schoolboy caught getting up to no good and being made to put it right.

When I was dressed, he lifted his hand to the latch to open the door to let me out and then paused. He looked at me. There was no anger in his eyes, only sadness. "Find someone your own age to fuck," he said, before adding in a tone which did not invite argument, "Don't come here again."

He opened the door and I stepped into the bright afternoon sunlight and heard the door shut firmly and resolutely behind me.

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By *itom87Man
11 hours ago

Wigan

Oh interesting

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By *ocklovermeMan
11 hours ago

Around

So hot!

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By *peedoman46Man
10 hours ago

Paisley

Mmmmm so great story.

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By *iboy1970Man
8 hours ago

runcorn

Very well done excellent

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By *ef123Man
7 hours ago

Felixstowe

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By *an1760Man
6 hours ago

portsmouth

Mmmmmm nice build up

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By *illmecreviceMan
6 hours ago

Reading

Lovin it

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6 hours ago

Dublin

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6 hours ago

North Norfolk

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6 hours ago

Glasgow

Hot stuff

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5 hours ago

Glasgow

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
1 hour ago

Spalding

Both Adrian and I were the worse for wear in the morning. At the breakfast table I gulped a pint of water to ease my pounding head. My mother-in-law, an excellent (all be it, traditional) cook, placed a plate of full English in front of me. My stomach did a somersault but it seemed to be just what I needed. Two fried eggs, their yolks tasty and runny, chunky sausages oozing fat and a couple of rashers of bacon sat alongside a sea of beans and fried mushrooms. In the centre of the table, steaming on an enamelled metal plate, were a stack of warmed oatcakes. Although I joked to my girlfriend about these rubbery, savoury cousins to the pancake, they were the perfect addition to a cooked breakfast - filling without being heavy, and with the ability to soak up the fat of the meat and the yolk, mingling and enhancing the flavours of the dish.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
54 minutes ago

Spalding

Despite beginning to feel better, I was still apprehensive about the day. My girlfriend and I were going to a garden barbecue, a sort of reunion of school friends. I had met a couple of the gang separately before and it had not gone that well; besides, although it was bright and sunny now, the forecast was for heavy showers in the afternoon as summer finally gave up to let autumn have her reign.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
52 minutes ago

Spalding

Ben's parents were away for the weekend so he had the run of the house. An older property in Newcastle-under-Lyme, Stoke's well-to-do neighbour, it had a large, wide garden which we accessed via a gate at the back of the drive.

Ben had made some effort to prepare for his guests: plastic patio chairs had been placed around a peeling wooden table, lager and cheap white wine sat in an open cool box, doing little to stop them warming in the sun, and he stood by the barbecue arranging charcoal brickets with much concentration.

The two friends of my girlfriend that I had met before made a beeline for us. Both had history with her. Nathaniel (as poncy as his name suggested) had briefly dated her in sixth form and clearly didn't feel their relationship was over. Gary was the boy next door, friends with my girlfriend since preschool and embarrassingly lovesick. I wasn't worried about either of them: Nathaniel's obvious intelligence made him quite eccentric, with the peculiar habit of thinking out loud; and Gary was skinny and dorkish - too nice to be interesting and, to be blunt, too ugly to compete against me in the looks department. I left them squabbling over my oblivious girlfriend and went to introduce myself to the other two, whom I had never met.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
44 minutes ago

Spalding

Simran was quite simply beautiful: her skin was the colour of milk chocolate, smooth and shiny; she had squeezed her shapely thighs into tight jeans despite the hot weather; and a flowing, silky Asian blouse billowed around her ample bossom. She greeted me politely but cold, like I was intruding.

The host, Ben was much warmer, welcoming me with a firm, charcoaled handshake. He had the innate confidence and charm those blessed with beauty since birth, ignorant of the affect they have on the people around them and unaware why the world treats them so kindly. Like a sort of sporty Hugh Grant, his dark hair flopped over his deep brown eyes when he turned his head, so he had to continually push it back with a flick of the wrist or a turn of his head. A little stubble accentuated his jawline, the uneven covering on his cheeks emphasising youthful virility rather than immaturity.

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By *iboy1970Man
42 minutes ago

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Loving this

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42 minutes ago

Rossendale

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
39 minutes ago

Spalding

None of us knew how to light a barbecue. A large amount of alcohol had been d*unk by everyone, except my girlfriend who was driving, before it was lit, partly to force a bit of fun into the occasion. The gathering was not a success - there was a sense of finality about the event, things were never going to be what they were: the gang were growing apart. In fact, I don't think they ever got together as a group again. I was the embodiment of that change, a symptom and a cause of the friction.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
33 minutes ago

Spalding

While we were waiting for the flames to die down, Ben and I started tossing a frisbee at each other. Simran had tried to join in, giggling with a false, girly laugh which didn't suit her, as she fumbled and dropped the disc. Eventually she broke a nail and gave up, heading over to talk to the others.

Ben and I were then free to throw properly, spreading further apart and testing each other's speed and agility. Ben worked up a sweat so pulled off his T-shirt. His torso was tanned and athletic, lean with youth but with the suggestion of muscle being developed now he had stopped growing up. Across his chest, the first whisps of dark hair sprouted soft and downy, hinting what would grow and spread through his 20s and 30s. A thin, dark line of hairs traced its way down his abs and disappeared his shorts, spreading a little above the waistband and around his belly button.

The only flaw on his body was a scattering of dark moles, some on his arms and chest but mainly down his left side. Rather than detract from his beauty, it highlighted it, as though a grand master had accidentally dripped specks of brown paint on his masterpiece as he stepped back to admire it.

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By *paldingbi2 OP Man
16 minutes ago

Spalding

Run out of time. More later this week.

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