I confess that I (male, 22) got fucked by four anon guys in one hour yesterday.

Yesterday my bi-couriousness got me into an awesome situation. I was home alone, since my flatmates are both away for their holidays. I was horny as fuck, but I am not handsome enough to get a girl to have sex with me. So I went online for gay-dating and posted that I wanted to get fucked anonymously and discretly. With this I posted a picture of my ass, bent-over.

After a few minutes I had four or five guys texting me. I replied and in the end three of them agreed to come around and fuck me. I arranged it so that they would be around in intervals of half an hour. They agreed to my instructions too: I would give them the address of the building, they would ring and take the elevator to my floor. My flat was unlocked, they would enter and lock the door behind them. Straight down the hallway was the bedroom, where I was naked and bent over, my asshole lubed up and ready for them. On the bed table there were condoms and my laptop was showing porn. They would watch the presented porn, get themselves hard, put on the condom and fuck me as hard and long as they wanted to. When about to cum, they could choose whether to cum into the condom while in my ass, over my ass and back or into my face. Then they should leave me be, get dressed and leave the flat. That was the idea. But it turned out much more fucked up!

The first guy was 42 years old. He came 10 minutes later than we arranged. When he rung the bell, I was trembling from excitement. I told him the flat-number and the floor and rushed to the bedroom to start the porn and wait for him bent-over. I was so nervous, my knees were weak from the excitement. Then I heard him open the door. I put my face deep inside a pillow and waited. He entered the room and said: 'I'm not alone, I brought a friend. We will take turns.' I couldn't comprehend anything at that point, since I was too excited to think calmly, so I just layed still. Next I heard them getting out of their clothes and then I heard fapping sounds. After a minute or so, one of them opened the condom-wrapping. He spit on my asshole, which made me give out a moaning sound. They laughed, and the first one put his cock to my asshole, pushed hard and was inside me. His cock didn't feel very big, but he made up for that by thrusting hard into me. I moaned loud. Then he slid it out and the other guy put the tip of his dick at my hole. Slowly he pushed it in, and I felt that he had a thicker dick, that wasn't so easy to take. I felt the pain and wanted to tell him to go slowly, but as I started talking, he held my head down into the pillow and pushed hard with his dick, sliding in roughly and suddenly. I gave a muffled cry, but he fucked me as hard as he could. After what felt like forever, he started grunting and then he said: 'I'm cumming in your ass now.' Only then I relaized, that he hadn't got a condom on him. I tried to protest, but again he held me down and whispered in my ear: 'You're gonna love it, bitch!' Then he trembled, gave me some last hard thrusts and then I felt his hot cum squirting deep inside me. Panting, he slid out of my asshole and took me by my hair, shoving his dick inside my mouth. It tasted more than weird, but I still sucked on it as good as I could, while the other guy fucked me again. The guy in my mouth got hard again and started stroking his dick furiously. As the one in the back started moaning louder and louder and finally came inside me too, the large guy was moaning too again, put his dick in my mouth and came into it. He held it in there, telling me to swallow his semen as soon as he would take his dick out. I did so. Then he thrust my head back onto the pillow. They both dressed themselves and left. I couldn't move at all and just layed on my bed.

After maybe 5 minutes, I heard the bell ring. I got up automatically, not thinking about what would happen next. I opened for the next guy and got back to my room. After entering and coming to the bedroom, I told him without looking at him, that he wasn't the first one and that I didn't care about whether he would fuck me with or without condom. He did me bare and came into my ass too. The third guy came maybe 15 minutes later, also fucking me bare. But he came all over my face twice before leaving my flat.

With three loads in my ass, one in my belly and two on my face, I lay on my back and jerked off. It took me maybe 10 seconds before I came harder than ever before, squirting my load all over myself up until my own face. Unable to move even a finger, I lay around in all that cum until I finally could get up to clean myself.

I confess I am a boy.

I began a sexual relationship with a very dominant man who was old enough to be my father shortly after I turned eighteen. I remember the first time I went to his home. I was so nervous I thought I would faint at his doorstep. I remember vividly how he swung the door open and pulled me inside by my belt.

We had communicated online for a few weeks before I came over to his place about what he wanted me to do. He had convinced me to shave myself hairless from the neck down that morning, and then go to the store and buy some teenage girl style panties. He'd told me to then go to the sex store in town and buy a metal cock ring, all of which I did that day.

I got home and put on the cock ring and the little girl panties, then told my parents that I was going to a friends house to study. I took several adderall to make me feel more horny and kinky, then drove to his house. Several times I almost backed out because I was so nervous, but I ended up walking to his front door and knocking lightly three times, then tying a blindfold around my eyes and handcuffing myself behind my back as he had instructed me to. I hadn't really felt comfortable doing that, but he said if I didn't he wouldn't pet me inside so I did it. I wonder about how dangerous of a decision that was all the time.

He had dragged me into his dark home and spent the next several hours making me deepthroat his cock, forcing several toys deeply into my throat and my ass, and then uncuffing me and making me get on all fours and fuck myself with a big realistic dildo while he watched. as I fucked myself as hard as I could with the big rubber cock, he knelt in front of me and fucked my mouth until he came all over my face.

Once he finished cumming on me, he flipped me onto my back and smeared his cum from my face onto my shaved cock, then masturbated me hard until I came all over my stomach. He then scooped my cum up in his hand and forced it into my mouth and all over my face.

He then really roughly took me by the arm and dragged me to the front door. He took all my clothing and threw it onto his front stoop, then quickly pushed me outside while I was still blindfolded with my cum all over my own face. I took off the blindfold and saw that the sun was about to come up, so I dressed quickly on his front porch and drove home. I don't know for sure, but the more I think about it the more I am sure that this older man had been taking pictures and video of me while he was making me do all these things. I search gay slave porn all the time hoping to find video of me posted online from when I was eighteen, blindfolded in this mans house getting pretty severely molested and abused by this middle aged man who had obviously been preying on me because I was such a naive and small eighteen year old boy. He had done such a good job manipulating me through our emails that he had convinced me to shave myself hairless, purchase teen girl frilly panties and a cock ring, and show up at his front door in the dark blindfolded and handcuffed without anyone knowing where I was. He could have kept me at his place for weeks, and there would have been nothing I could have done about it. I fantasize about that all the time.

I have never in my life been more anxious and scared of doing something, but I am so glad I chose to do it, I have these wonderful memories of that night being a horny young teenager having no idea what I was getting myself into...

What would you have done to me? the more kinky the better.

I had my first gay experience today. I'm 42, so not young. I was out shopping with my wife, and needed to take a piss, so I went into the closest gents toilet while my wife went into a clothes shop. The toilet was a bit rough, but I only needed a piss, so wasn't really bothered. I got my cock out and started pissing in the trough. Another guy came in, a young chap. I'd seen him outside but didn't really pay attention. Anyway, he got his cock out, but I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he wasn't pissing. He was stroking his cock, and looking at mine. I finished my piss, not sure what to do, his cock was now hard and he was still stroking. He walked over to a cubical with his cock still out, and I followed him in, also with mine still out.

He went straight down on his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I was now hard. He reached around and grabbed my arse, and pulled me deeper so I was all the way in. Then I started thrusting in and out, with his hands urging me on. I love blowjobs, and my wife gives good ones, but not face fucking like this. I soon came in his mouth. He stood up, opened his mouth so I could see my load, and then swallowed it down with a smile.

I reached down and held his cock, he thrust his hips to encourage me, and I stroked it. I'd only ever touched my own cock. His was slightly longer than mine, but a bit thinner. I didn't feel ready to suck cock, but in just a few strokes his cum shot out and hit the wall.

I was a bit confused now, I didn't know what to do, but he solved that by putting his cock away, zipping up, and walking out. I realised we hadn't said a word to each other, and it felt so hot and dirty. I went back to the shop and found my wife, she asked why I had been a while, so I just said that I had struggled to find her, but really the whole event couldn't have lasted much more than 5 minutes.

I hate shopping, but I think next time I pass there I might need to take another piss

I'm a strait dude, I fucking love woman. Even ugly ones sometimes lol. But I've always had a thing for banging my ashole with whateve i can find. Then I got bored of puting fake objects and fake dicks up my ass. I started fantasing about getting fucked really hard and feel the cum explode in my ass, I'm getting hard writing this lol. I ended to find he right situation. One no be would find out, cause I'm strait, I don't want people thinking I'm gay. I don't kiss cuddle hold hands or go on dates with dudes, but omg did I wnt to get fucked by one. I have a gay cousin, were close and his gay buddy's always hit on me. Im flatterd buy it, but then i meet this one friend of his and knew, i wanted him to pound my asshole. I talked dirty with him, i had him so horny and hard. I ended up leaving without any gay contact, before I piled into my home, I was like fuck it, go back and get fucked. So i did, i ws nervous, bit once i was layinf there stroking my cock to gay porn why he got things more in the mood, i just went to a sexual state of mind,and let him eat my ass, suck my cock, and annihilate my ass. I fucking loved it. My favorite is spread eagle legs on the side of my head while he fucked me rough. He was surprised I could take such a fucking my first time, but my ashole is no stranger to penetration. Just real dick. I loved it so much that I sucked his dick a lttle. I wanted to taste my ass mixed with a little of his cum. Now i want to have a load shot in my mouth while another is cumming up my ass. Istill havent kissed a guy or anything but I love getting fucked in my was so much that I have to admit I'm gay, I like it when I'm called a fag while getting fucked. I'm fingering my ass right now, it needs a cock, but then not one available, I'm gonna find random things

The stale air of the motel room was thick with the acrid promise of something I'd spent a lifetime denying, but it was the rich, leathery scent of a massive cigar that truly coated the back of my throat when the door creaked open. They were there, exactly as promised, but the reality was so much more potent. He was a bear of a man, a hairy redneck in his late 50s with a gut that strained the buttons of his flannel and a thick, graying beard. A monstrous 80-gauge cigar, a dark brown torpedo of tobacco, was clamped in his teeth, the end glowing with a deep, menacing cherry. My cock, traitorous to my entire history, throbbed with immediate, desperate need as I watched him inhale deeply from his cigar. Smoke billowed from his nostrils as he stared me down like prey.But her… she was magnificent. A goddess of abundance with wide, ample hips that promised a soft place to land. She was the embodiment of a fertility that my body, against all my programming, craved with a primal hunger.He grunted, a sound of pure, primal ownership, and she smiled, a soft knowing look. He didn't waste time, maneuvering her onto the bed all the while cigar clenched tightly in his jaw. Her body a landscape of life-affirming softness that mesmerized me to the point where I couldn't look away. He positioned himself between her thick, creamy thighs, and I had my first real look at his cock. It was a masterpiece of masculinity, a big, uncut beast, thick and heavy and already leaking precum like a faucet. First he played with her cunt. At first there was silence,  followed by her deep moans then all I could hear was the gradual sound of wetness as she began to squirt harder and harder against his hand. Grinning and smoking deeply, he locked eyes with me as he changed positions and slowly into her. He fucked her with a slow, powerful rhythm, his hairy ass flexing, his heavy balls slapping against her flesh with each deep thrust, all the while puffing on his cigar, the smoke curling around his head like a halo of pure, unadulterated power. The smoke was so thick and the sight so wonderful I must have been tripping. It was like a halo of smoky light began lighting up the couple, illuminating my hidden desires and awakening something deep within me.After a few minutes, he pulled out, his magnificent cock gleaming with her slickness. He looked at me, his eyes dark and commanding. "Get over here and clean me off, boy," he growled, his voice a low, raspy rumble from the cigar smoke. I scrambled onto the bed, my mouth watering. I wrapped my lips around his shaft, and the taste of her hit me like my favorite candy. It was a musky, sweet, slightly salty flavor that was nothing like a man. It was the taste of life, of earth, of pure, unadulterated femininity. I sucked him clean, my tongue delving under his foreskin, chasing every last drop of her nectar. I wasn't just sucking his cock; I was worshipping the tool that had just been inside my new temple.Then, he did something that sent a jolt of pure electricity through me. He pulled his cock from my mouth with a wet pop, got down on the bed beside me, and looked me dead in the eye. "Alright, son," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through my very bones. "Time for your real lesson. But first, we gotta fix that broken brain of yours." He took a long, slow draw from his cigar, the cherry glowing brightly as he inhaled. He then blew a thick, plume of smoke directly into my face. "Breathe that in," he commanded. "That's the smell of a real man. That's the smell of freedom. You're gonna learn to love it." He then took the cigar from his mouth and pressed it to my lips. "Suck on it. Don't inhale, not yet. Just get the taste of it. Let it fill your mouth." I did as I was told, the rich, earthy flavor of the tobacco coating my tongue, mixing with the lingering taste of her pussy. It was a heady, intoxicating combination."Good," he grunted, a look of savage satisfaction on his face. "Now, let's get down to business. You're gonna learn to worship this pussy like it's the only thing that matters, because it is."He turned his attention to her, her legs still spread wide. "Look at that," he breathed. "That's a masterpiece. That's what real men fight for. You don't just eat it. You worship it. You lose yourself in it. You become part of it."He leaned in and demonstrated. He flattened his wide, rough tongue and took a long, slow, deliberate lick from her entrance all the way up to her clit. She shuddered and moaned. "See that?" he said, his voice muffled by her flesh. "You taste everything. You breathe her in. This is your new religion. This cunt is your god. I am your prophet. And you," he said, tapping my chest, "are my disciple.""Now you try," he commanded. "Do exactly what I do. Don't think, just feel. Feel the truth of the cigar in your mouth. Feel the rightness of this moment. And take a hit of this cigar. Inhale it this time. Let it fill your lungs. Let it make you a man."I leaned in, my heart pounding. I took a long, deep drag from the cigar, the smoke filling my lungs, a warm, spicy rush that made my head spin. I buried my face in her soft belly first, savoring the feel of it. Then I moved down and followed his instruction. I licked her, from bottom to top, just like he showed me. Her taste flooded my senses, richer and more complex than I could have ever imagined. It was intoxicating. It was right."Good boy," he grunted, right beside my ear. "Now get in there. Get your nose in it. Smell what a real woman smells like. This is the smell of victory. The smell of life. Don't be shy. This is what you were meant to do. And keep smoking that cigar. Let the smoke mix with her scent. Let it become a part of you."That was all the encouragement I needed. Something inside me snapped, not just my sexuality, but my entire worldview. The years of denial, the shame, the self-imposed therapy, the liberal conditioning—it all evaporated, replaced by a white-hot, all-consuming obsession. I wasn't a gay man anymore. I was a creature of pure appetite, a convert to a new, depraved faith, and this beautiful cunt was my entire world.I plunged in, my beard scratching against the soft skin of her inner thighs, my nose buried deep in her. I was drowning in her, and I never wanted to come up for air. He was right there, coaching me, his voice a depraved chant in my ear. "That's it, lose control. Get messy. Show her how much you fucking love it. Show her how much you need it. Show her how much you live for it." His words were a litany of perversion, a prayer to a dark god, and they were setting my soul on fire. I took another long drag from the cigar, the smoke mixing with the scent of her cunt, creating a heady aphrodisiac that fueled my depraved hunger."See that little spot right there?" he pointed out, his voice a low, hypnotic murmur. "That's her sweet spot. Flick it with your tongue. Make her scream. Suck her clit. Pretend it's a little cock. Suck it hard. Show her you're a man now. Show her you're a pussy man."I did as he said, my tongue lashing out, flicking and sucking, my beard getting soaked in her juices. She was moaning and writhing, her body responding to my every touch, my every lick. I was in a trance, a state of pure, unadulterated bliss. The cigar smoke mixed with her scent, creating a heady, intoxicating aroma that was driving me wild. I was a man possessed, a man reborn, a man who had found his true purpose."Look at you," he growled with pride in his voice. "You're a natural. A fucking pussy-eating pro. You're not a faggot anymore, are you, boy? You're a pussy man. You're a real man."I couldn't answer. My mouth was full. But he was right. I felt a change happening inside me, a fundamental rewiring of my soul as I drank her essence. When she came, it was with a violent shudder and a gush of hot, sweet liquid that filled my mouth. I drank it all, my body trembling with the sheer, depraved joy of it, the cigar clamped between my teeth like a trophy.When I finally raised my head, my face was a slick, shining mess. I looked at him, my eyes wild with a new kind of hunger. He just laughed, a deep, satisfied rumble. "Told you you'd love it," he said, adjusting the cigar in my mouth. "Welcome to the right team"