Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 11

Here's a new chapter for you guys. FYI: This one gets a little dirty 😈

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Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 11
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From the end of Part 10:
Sean didn't tell me about what had happened. Luis called that night to let me know that Sean and Jose's sex life had taken a turn. "Trust me," Luis said, "My boy was getting fucked."

I wasn't sure how I felt about it. On the one hand, Sean had been told that he wasn't supposed to fuck or even get sucked off without my permission. On the other hand, my son had finally found a guy that liked him, maybe even loved him. What kind of sadistic dad gets in the way of that? Plus, I had Sam around to fuck with if I needed a sub.

More importantly, and to his credit, Sean did fess up the next morning. I told him that we would talk about it later, and I saw his cock harden in his sweatpants. Sean knew that “talking about it” meant telling me the story and including every erotic detail. Playtime would be better than usual tonight.

When Sean came home, I made him strip and tell me about sex with Jose.  The whole time Sean sat between my legs, naked, and I toyed with his body as  he talked. As he recounted everything they did and said to each other, I confirmed that Sean had found something special with Jose. When it was over, I licked the back of Sean's neck.

"You forgot your place, but I forgive you," I said. Then I bit the skin at the back of his neck, "But you'll need to be punished."

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Gym Buddies, Part 11

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Gym Buddies, Part 11
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I was dressing for dinner when Dylan showed up at my place. I'd invited him out for dinner, and made reservations at a restaurant that neither of us frequented. It was upscale and uptown, but I wanted to do something special. Dylan wore a white shirt with a sharp blue tie and black pants. The shirt was immaculately cut. When I told him he looked amazing, he admitted that he was wearing the suit he'd bought for his sister's wedding.

Sometimes if I've only known a guy in one context, like Dylan, I find it off-putting to see him in a totally new light. Dylan almost always dressed in workout clothes or jeans and a t-shirt. “Dressing up,” to him, meant putting on a button down. Seeing him in a suit, cleaned up and turned out for the first time, I found him incredibly attractive.

I ran my hand over the soft fabric. "You look so sexy in these clothes." He bent in and kissed me. He smelled like aftershave even though he had a slight shadow on his face. His hand wrapped around my back and he cupped my ass. "How about I play the boss and you can play my intern?"

I broke away from him. "Sleazy bastard. Here I am trying to have a nice dinner and all you can think about is sex." I looked him over again and caught a glimpse of his cock thickening along the leg of his tailored pants. "We'll play later." I whispered.

Dylan grabbed me by the back of the neck. "C'mon mystery man. Time to find out what this special dinner is all about."

I'd told Dylan that I wanted to talk, but made reservations at a nice restaurant so that he wouldn't worry that I was breaking up with him. I wanted to surprise him.

Gym Buddies, Part 10

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Gym Buddies, Part 10

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I was on all fours as my man walked over to Jordan and sat down on the couch next to the almost naked jock. He reached over and grabbed Jordan's cock, squeezing it a few times before leaning over to lick up a drop of precum. He looked at me.

"Man, I leave you to alone for a minute and Jordan gets you to totally fag out." Then he turned to Jordan, "I take it that you want to fuck him?"

"That's the plan,” Jordan said. His dick was still rock hard and oozing. I wanted it back in my mouth. Thinking I might have a chance, I inched closer and whined a little.

"Looks like our pup is hungry for more cock." Dylan grabbed Jordan's dick and pointed it toward me. I took it into my mouth and started to suck Jordan while he and Dylan continued their conversation.

"If you want his ass, there's going to be a price."

"What do you have in mind?"

Dylan didn't respond.

"C'mon man. That's a non-starter. Pick something else."

Gym Buddies, Part 9

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Gym Buddies, Part 9
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A week or two after Dylan and I played with the neighbor kid, Jordan and I made an agreement to meet up at the gym on a Tuesday afternoon to work out together. I knew it was just a gimmick. Jordan had promised me a chance to swing from his dick a few weeks ago, and he was calling me in to fuck. As Dylan and I had settled into something that resembled a normal couple, I was craving the edgier, uncompromising sex that Jordan was capable of dishing out.

Dylan dropped me off. "Don't let Jordan wear you out. You're going to put out for me when I get home later."

"You're sure you're ok with this?"

"Fuck yeah," Dylan said, "It's kind of hot. It proves to me that you're a slut and reminds me that I don't have to be so gentle with you. That's a warning, by the way."

Gentle was not a word I would use to describe the way Dylan loved me. For the last few weeks he'd managed to work in a training session for my throat about every other day. 

I walked in and Jordan was near the front desk chatting with some of the trainers. He'd been training all day, but he hadn't had a real workout yet. He strutted over to me, and ran a hand through his longish hair. His big cock bulge was obvious through the thin fabric of his gray sweats. He was wearing a tank top and his arms were tan and smooth with a thick vein running up each bicep and across his shoulders.

Jordan shrugged in one direction and I followed him to the locker room. He reached into his gym bag and tossed me a pile of clothes. "Wear these, buddy. I want you to enjoy your workout."

Gym Buddies, Chapter 8

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Gym Buddies, Part 8
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Note: This story picks almost immediately after the end of Chapter 7.

A few hours later, Dylan and I found ourselves on the couch in my living room, watching a movie. I was laying against his side, and he had his arm around me. He'd pulled me against him about ten minutes ago. It was a frequent sign that he wanted some action. If I didn't give in, he'd slide my head down his body or move one of my hands to his junk. Once he was boned up, he wouldn't give up until his load was inside of me.

It took five minutes before Dylan reached down and squeezed his dick. "Babe, I'm ready for round two. Wanna get fucked?"

I turned my head toward him and smiled, "What's in it for me?"

"My dick is reward enough for you," Dylan said, "You won't fool me by playing hard to get."

He palmed my skull and pushed it down into his crotch. "Breath deep, baby. That'll get you in the mood."

Gym Buddies, Part 7

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 Gym Buddies, Part 7
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 It was a few weeks after Dylan and I tag-teamed his buddy Jason. I'd left work early and gone to the gym. By late afternoon I was headed home and looking forward to a quiet night. Dylan wanted to go out for dinner, which usually signified that he was in a romantic mood. My body was sore from my workout, and I needed some rest. After I fucked him, Dylan became more needy and more aggressive than usual. He had pinned my hands behind my back a few days ago, and my shoulders were still sore.

 I washed up and came out of the shower. When I did, Dylan was sitting in a chair next to my bed. He was wearing his gym gear, and the chest and pits of his t-shirt were dark with sweat. He smiled at me.

 "I went to the gym and they told me you'd just left. I decided to jog over here to see if you were up for a quick fuck."

 "How'd you get in here?" I asked quickly.

 "The door was unlocked. I texted you, but you didn't answer. I figured I'd just come in and find you."

 "Oh." I said.

Michael Hoffman Gets Fucked

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Michael Hoffman Gets Fucked
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Thanks to another author who got me going with this idea in an email exchange. If you like pictures, go to http://justmichaelahoffman.tumblr.com/ and https://www.waybig.com/blog/2010/01/26/corbinfisher-cain/ for pics of Hoffman and Cain.

Cain stared at the tattooed stud in the mirrors from across the gym. He'd gotten used to people, men and women, staring at him when he worked out. For ten years he'd stacked muscle onto his frame, building up a huge chest and arms that maxed out at over seventeen inches when he had a good pump. Everyone looked, and he'd learned to ignore it.

Occasionally though, he caught guys looking at him in a different way. These guys stared at him, their eyes panning over his body from the top of his chest all the way down to his tree trunk legs. Sometimes he could see their eyes widened as they realized that he was who they thought he was.

Years of doing gay porn had made him a minor celebrity in the fitness world. He didn't mind the attention, especially because he was able to parlay it into a free blowjob whenever he need one. He knew from the moment he caught the tatted stud staring that he was one of those guys, and he was fairly sure that he recognized him.