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Subject: Finding Life 19 Thanks for reading my story. Comments and questions are welcome ail. These are real stories of my experiences: names and locations have been changed for the anonymity of those involved. This story involves intimate interactions between men over the age of 18. Nifty is a great platform for us to enjoy and share our stories. Please consider donating fty/donate.html Thanks! Levi Finding Life Chapter 19 Tweaker Brad Hey guys, Mace here. Just trying to live my life as a gay man. I had started a habit of keeping the gay hook up app open on my phone while I was at work. I like to look at who was available and who was up to chat. I got a hit from a guy that was less than a half a mile from my office. His profile pic showed he had multiple piercings, a lean face and a shaggy brown hair cut. His profile stats has him at 5’5″ and 140lbs. Details included he liked talking, but was not excited by guys being too forward or aggressive. We traded some chat messages back and forth, finding out some more details. I asked what he enjoyed doing to relax, what things turned him on, a d what turned him off. He indicated that this type of chatting made him very turned on. We chatted several times in the next few days, sharing some pictures of each other. Not full nudes, as that was one of his major turn offs. He seemed to enjoy the connection we were making. He indicated that meeting up was not likely. One day around my lunch, I was getting some cardio using an elliptic machine at my work. He popped up in my chats. He was horny and wanted to see if we wanted to meet up. I replied that I had most of my lunch hour left, but that I was slightly sweaty. That seemed to turn him on more. He gave me the address. I told him I could be there in less than 5 minutes. He said he was looking forward to it. I dried off as best I could and hopped in the car. The address was easy to get to, a second house on a street off of one the main streets. I pulled in and sent a chat message that I was here. I got out of the car and headed to the front door. I knocked and he answered quickly. “Hi I’m Brad.” He introduced himself, “Come on in. Sorry the house is a bit of a mess my husband has not picked his stuff up today.” “Oh, OK. I’m Mace.” I replied as he welcomed me in. “Come on back to my room.” Brad said as he lead us down the hallway. True to his profile his height and weight were pretty accurate. He had a slender frame, the t-shirt and boxers he was wearing displayed his skinny arms and legs. His hair was kind of wild looking, but it did match his picture. His movements were jittery as he walked to his room. “Thanks for coming, I really need fucked.” Brad said, “I have taken my diet pills for several days and I am just keyed up.” “Hey, no problems.” I replied as I entered the room. The bed was mounted on the floor, the room while messy was clean, and the wall had a large silk screened print of a Hindu god or goddess. He turned when we got in and closed his door. He removed his t-shirt and motioned for me to place my things on a chair by the door. He moved over to the bed side table to give me some room, positioning himself to be able to watch me undress. He reached his hand down his shorts, but had not removed them yet. I was wearing my workout clothes on, so I removed my tech mesh shirt and set it down with my keys and phone on the chair. Next I hooked my thumbs and dropped my workout shorts as I kicked off my running shoes. I stepped out of my shorts and was standing in my white Papi jock with red lettering on them. I kocaeli escort was excited some, so my cock was chubbed up in the jock pouch. “You look hot in a jock strap.” Brad blurted, “I am so ready to touch you.” Brad slipped his boxers off to reveal a 6 inch, slender cock jutting out from a bushy brown pubes and tight ball sack. He had tattoos scattered on his body and in addition to his ear’s being pierced multiple times, his eyebrow, lip, tongue and nipple were too. He grabbed a basket from the bed side table and put it on the bed next to him as he sat. As he was now naked, I slipped off my jock strap and tossed it with the rest of my clothes. I stepped closer to the side of the bed that Brad was on. My cock was about his face level, the thick 6 incher was jutting toward him. Brad leaned forward and licked the head of my cock. I moved closer and Brad opened his mouth and swallowed the first half of my cock. I could feel his tongue swipe up and down on my cock, the ball in his tongue was cool against my shaft. I placed my hand down on his shoulder as be he began to bob on my cock. He moved his head further down on my cock. When his face made it down to my balls, I could feel my cock at the entrance of his throat. I moved my hand from his shoulder and placed it on the back of his head. I began to thrust my cock in and out of his lips. I was able to push my cock deeper with each thrust and my cock head entered Brad’s throat. He tried to relax his throat, but still was gagging a bit each time. The muscles constricting on my cock head was bringing me closer than I wanted, so I backed off a little. Brad looked up at me with my cock still sliding between his lips. I smiled and reached my hand down to run his bar pierced nipple. He nicely moaned on my dick as I continued to play with his chest. He was getting turned on, his hand would stroke his thin cock from time to time. Brad pulled his mouth off my dripping cock and licked down my shaft to start kissing and sucking my balls. He lifted my rigid cock to suck in one and then both of my balls in his mouth. He had a full mouth and was trying to swish and suck on them. Slowly he popped them from his mouth. “Fuck, I want you in me so bad.” Brad panted, “You OK with condoms?” “I’m cool with them.” I advised him. He pulled me onto the bed and had me lay on my back. From the basket, he grabbed a condom and some lube. He straddled my legs and began to open the condom wrapper. Once it was open he bent his head down, opening his mouth and began bobbing his head on my cock. After just a few bobs to get my cock fully hard he, lifted his head away and placed the condom on my cock head, then rolled it down my shaft. He popped open the lube and used it to coat my condom wrapper cock. His hand slid up and down a few times before he pulled it away from my hard member. Lifting one of his legs, he thrust a lube covered hand to his ass. He coated his ass lips and sunk two fingers into his hole. He grabbed his t-shirt and wiped his hand of the excess lube. Moving forward he positioned himself above my crotch. Using his hand he positioned my cock upward to place it at the entrance of his pucker. With a moan of lust he sank back on his knees, letting his ass muscles caress my hard cock as he moved his body down. He continued until I felt his ass fully rest on my pelvis. He issued another moan as he rocked his hips around, getting use to my thick cock. Brad then began to slowly lift his hips up and drop them back down forcefully. It caused a loud slapping sound with each drop. As he got higher kocaeli escort bayan up on my cock, he whined and whimpered even more. He began to pick up his pace after he got to where my cock head would just exit his hole before he forced himself down. The speed increased and his moans turned to yells. “Oh my god, I love this dick in me.” Brad yelled, “It feels so good stretching me out. Makes me so horny. Oh Yes!” Brad’s yelling was a bit over the top and his voice got squeaker and higher, almost fully nasal as he bounced up and down on my cock. His own thin cock was not fully hard and was flopping all about. His ass muscles were gripping and pulling on my cock as he clenched them. He was starting to get erratic in his bouncing now and my cock slipped out. He leaned down and laid his chest on mine and was straightening his legs out. I took advantage of this and rolled us over with him laying on his back. I dipped my head to his chest and sucked in his un-pierced nipple and began to chew on it. Brad threw his head back with a gasp, he also relaxed his legs enough for me to put my arms under them and lift them up. I pulled my head back as I pushed his legs up towards his arm pits. I bent my head back down and sucked on his pierced nipple, which Brad shrieked over in pleasure. I lined up my cock with Brad’s hungry hole, as he was loosened up from his cowboy position on me, I thrust in balls deep. Brad yelped as my balls slapped his ass as I bottomed out. I rocked his hips up to give me better access his chute. I leaned over him with my dick pounding in and out of his ass. I was pulling back almost to where my cock was exiting his ass before slamming back into him. I began to jackhammer his ass, the extra pressure from my weight and the force of my thrusts had Brad squealing again. “Oh my god, this is so good, fuck me, fuck me harder, oh my husband doesn’t fuck me like this, pound me, fuck my ass!” Brad continued with a litany of loud almost yelling, “I wish my husband would get off his ass and come watch you fuck me, but oh no he is staying in HIS ROOM!” The last part was full on yelling, as our bodies slapped together. Now from our chatted conversations, I knew that he was in a semi-open relationship. I did not ask today, but rather assumed that if Brad was playing today that his husband was not home. I was processing this as I continued to plow into Brad’s ass. My pounding of Brad’s hole with the change of position meant that I was pounding directly on his prostrate gland. Brad’s yelling had lost some volume after he was taunting his husband to come in on us, but picked up as his body climaxed from the hard fucking I was giving him. “OH FUCKING YESS! POUND MY ASS! I’M CUMMMMING!!!” Brad shrieked in his high pitched voice. His ass convulsed around my condom wrapped cock as it pounded in and out of Brad’s ass. His cum started spraying out of his thin cock, coating his belly and chest. The extra pressure on my cock pushed me over the edge. I grabbed his ankles and pounded harder for several more strokes, pumping cum into the condom, before I thrust deep and felt my cock pulse several more times. Brad had whined and yelped the whole time I was filling the condom with cum. After a brief pause, I pulled out of ths skinny man’s ass, holding the condom ring. My load had filled a good portion of the inside, my cock was coated with cum. I skin off the used condom and tossed it into the near by trash can. I let Brad’s legs down, but I stood up at the same time. As his legs touched the bed and his torso was coming up, I moved izmit escort to be standing right in front of his face. I pushed my cum slicked cock in his mouth and grabbed the back of his head. Brad opened his mouth and loosened his jaw. I began to face fuck him again. His tongue was trying to clean as much of the cum as he could. I pushed my cock deeper and entered his throat. I continued to skull fuck him as he gagged and sputtered when my cock pulled back. I was keyed up from the hard fuck I had given him, but was a bit annoyed and upset he was trying to force a threesom or something. My fuck pace picked up, my balls were bouncing off his chin. I thrust harder, my cock was barely leaving his throat now. His hands were trying to push me back, but he did not have the leverage or strength to move me. He let his teeth scrape once and I cuffed his ear hard. He resumed now with caution. Still pounding his throat, I felt my second climax building. I wanted to fill his throat completely. “Grab my ass and squeeze it hard.” I commanded him. His hands that he had dropped to his side after his failed attempt to push me away came up and gripped my hard, flexing ass muscles. I had continued my thrusting, deeper in his throat. He continued to gag and choke was not leaving his throat, his only breath coming from his nose. Brad’s grip in my ass was tightening to almost pinching. His throat was thrashing around my buried cock, still lodged in it. My balls began to rise up, my climax was imminent. I pulled back, wrenching my cock from his throat. He gasped deeply just before I rammed my cock back in just as deep. The first quivers of his raw throat muscles, pushed me over the edge. My cum shoots straight down his throat for three or four jets before I pull my cock back and shoot the rest of my load on his tongue. Brad is still gasping and swallowing my cum as my dick is starting to soften. I allow him to gain some composure back as my cock is just resting in his mouth. I released my grip of his head. He uses his tongue and lips to clean the new cum off my dick as he pulls his head back. Brad’s lips close as my cock comes all the way out. He swallows roughly as the throat fucking has left him raw. I tussle his hair as I step off the bed. I walk over to my clothes and begin to get dressed. My jockstrap and shorts are on before I tackle putting on my running shoes. That complete I finally pull my shirt. I look over to see Brad pull on his boxers and stand up. He is very quiet, which is a change from when I was pounding his ass. He grabbed his t-shirt but realized he used it to wipe off the excess lube. He tossed the soiled shirt into a close by clothes hamper. “That was a good fuck.” I told him, looking in his eyes, “The skull fucking was good too, much deserved after trying to bait someone else, isn’t it.” Brad nodded and rubbed his throat a bit. “Sorry, the pills make me horny and I lose my thinking. I will ask you next time, so there will not be any surprises.” He whispered. I nod this time. We walk down the hall and notice the still closed bedroom door. “You should probably talk to him about this. A good partner should help balance you out, not push you to do questionable things.” I told him as we reached the front door. I open and head to my car. Driving away, I think I might have been too hard on him. I make a note on the hook up app to check back with him, but not until a week out. We will see how he has worked things out with his husband. *** About two weeks later he sent me a note in chat section of the app. He had a heart to heart with his husband, together they were going to work on communications. He sent a picture of the two of them with a final note that he was logging off the app for a while to work on them together. I wished them luck.

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