1. Bottom Gay Slut


    Date: 10/9/2018, Categories: Fetish, Gay, Hardcore, Author: 425olds, Source: xHamster

    It was a warm Saturday night in the summer, and after fasting for 2 days straight, and then thoroughly cleaning myself out with various implements and toys, I was ready to ride. The ads on various hookup sites had netted some interest, but nobody was able to host, and I didn't feel like having a bunch of strangers wandering through my house this particular night. As much as I enjoy hosting a gang bang, and being the bottom at the center of it, without a trusted top or two keeping an eye on things as my holes are being filled, my attention wholly distracted, it just isn't as much fun. So, for tonight, my destination was the nearby adult book store. Granted, only the sleaziest guys go there, but tonight I was feeling even sleazier than usual. So I responded to all the emails my ads had triggered, assuring the horny tops that I would be arriving at the ABS at 9:00 p.m. sharp, wearing only a loose fitting t-shirt, long baggy sports shorts and flip flops. No underwear or socks, and the white, long basketball style shorts were almost see through depending on the light. Clothes that slipped on, and off, effortlessly and quickly. My hairless ass was already well lubed, with a small fresh tampon stuffed up inside me to make sure no lube leaked out while I was making the 20 minute drive to the bookstore. Despite being well lubed, I still slipped a small, disposable tube of lube in my pocket, just in case the action got really going and I had to grease up a bigger cock before ...
    sliding it into me. Usually more lube wasn't necessary: the initial lube, plus the cum loads, was more than enough to keep my clean hole nice and slippery. In my other pocket I stuffed a handful of dollar bills, so I could feed the booth machines once in awhile and hopefully not attract any attention from the store staff. I liked to pack light during these hookups, leaving my wallet, cell phone, and most of my keys at home so if during the hookups anything slipped out of my pockets, it wouldn't be a serious loss. The next step in my slutty ritual was to grab a fresh pack of tissues, so afterwards before getting back in my car, I could clean up, and plug my cum-filled hole, making sure I wouldn't drizzle any fluids in my shorts or car seat. I grabbed my tall, ice cold white Russian and gulped down a maximum strength Cialis: many tops enjoy reaching around and jerking my cock while we're standing up and they're pounding me from behind. I don't usually cum, but it feels good, and it certainly makes them happy to think their cock sliding in and out of me is also giving me a boner. Then I take a few little toots of ice to really get my motor running, packing a discrete container necklace with some more to take with me, and grab the joint I'll smoke on the way to the store. The ride out to the store on the back roads is pleasant enough, the warm summer air blowing through my car as I enjoy my joint, my stiffening boner slipping sexily against the sheer shorts, and the ice kicking in, ...
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