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When my neighbor moved in next door, I like everyone else believed the man of the house, Chet, was one hunky heterosexual virile man. Mainly because you could hear them having sex all the time.

What everyone, including his wife doesn't know, is Chet's one hunky muscular bisexual cock slut.
I'm a gay top. And I just love fucking muscular men. Even better if they're married. I'm not sure what it is about married fit men, but I just adore sticking my cock down their throats and deep up their ass. And Chet is definitely no exception.

It was he who approached me actually. I was working out in my yard, when he made a comment about my physique.
It was said in such a way, it was obviously a gay come on "I bet they're not the main muscle you work out".

I can't remember the exact reply I gave him, but it was something like "Would you like to find out".
In less than a minute, he hopped over the low fence, we'd moved behind my log store, and Chet was on his knees sucking in my cock.

He made a comment about my cock being really thick before sucking it in, then I was given one of the finest blow jobs any man has ever given me.
He took me to the point of orgasm many times, working his lips and tongue all over my cock. Sucking hard on the head as my orgasm approached, then easing off to lick and tongue my balls and asshole.

When I did cum in his mouth, I fully expected him to spit it out. He didn't. Chet let me see it swirling over his tongue, then swallowed the lot.

He rose up and asked me if my work out was complete. I told him, it and I also like to fuck ass too. Chet smiled, kissed me full and passionately on the mouth, then said "Next time neighbor".

They've lived next to me for eighteen months now. He and his wife still fuck like rabbits, but when he's hungry for cock, just like yesterday, I feed Chet my dick.

His wife was at one of her gym classes, so he text to ask if I was horny. I'm always horny, but I was going out within the next half hour. Telling him it would have to be a quickie, he called round in just his shorts and flip flops.

A long groping kiss, a quick cock suck and he knelt up on my sofa.
His ass is perfect. So damn perfect I love to rim his butt cheeks and asshole. I knew it would probably make me late, but I had to tongue that hole. Once I'd indulged myself fully eating out his ass, I slid my cock into his saliva covered hole and fucked him hard.

Chet moaned a lot yesterday, probably because we haven't fucked for a fortnight (Covid). Even so I screwed him deep and felt him orgasm below me after a few minutes. Thrusting with longer deeper strokes, I finally came filling his asshole as he wanted me to.

Unable to resist, I felched him. Tonguing out my own cum from his asshole, then feeding it to him as we kissed. He told me his wife's working pattern was back to normal now, so he expects to need fucking a lot more often.

I'm more than ok to be fucking my neighbor for as long as he wants my dick. It's all great sex, believe me and we're only on this rock for a brief time.


  • I submitted this a few moments ago, but it hasn't shown up, so I'm sending it again.

    I read a story on here that inspired me to share my similar story.

    I first realized that I was gay when I was 10.

    My cousins had come over to my family's house for a spring break trip. I had to share my room with all the boys, the oldest of whom was 17. There were 3 of us in total. The trip went well and we had huge fun. My cousins left and a few weeks later, I found my oldest cousin's gay porn magazine. I was curious about it. I saw straight porn mags from my best friend who stole them from his 21 year old brother, but I never saw pics like this. I spent so much time running my fingers along the naked men's figure. It stirred something within me. I felt more aroused (as aroused as a 11 year old can be) looking at those pictures than looking at naked women. I had just started to masturbate and that magazine quickly became my favorite magazine to jerk to.

    I was about 12 when I had my first sexual experience. My best friend and I were neighbors, and so, we would always have sleepovers every weekend, ever since we were young. It was at these sleepovers that we looked through my friend's older brother's magazines. We'd talk about sex and women a lot. It was all stuff that he had learned from his brother, either through conversations or spying on him, that he then passed onto me. We used to masturbate together to the magazines, sometimes too. This particular weekend, however, I decided to bring my gay porn mag. I wanted to see what he'd say. I wasn't expecting him to be super into it, like I was, but to my surprise he was! We spent that night going through the magazine. The next day, we woke up super early. He was using the bathroom, when I walked in on him and we both started to pee together. He was making a little bit of a mess, so I leaned over and held onto his cock and helped him aim. When we finished, I continued to hold onto his cock. We didn't say anything, just staring at each other as I held onto his cock. I leaned in for and kissed him on his lips, my hand still on his cock. I started to rub his cock and he started to reciprocate by rubbing my cock and kissing me back. After kissing and rubbing for a bit, he pushed his cock head against mine and rubbed our tips together. It felt so good.

    We decided to leave the bathroom and went into his bedroom and locked the door. Inside, we swordfought a bit more before he pushed me to my knees. I took his cock and put it in my mouth and started to suck on it. I blew him for some time, before he told me to stop. I stopped and he told me to stand, as I stood, he dropped to his knees and started sucking me. Being sucked felt so good, but not as good as it felt to suck on his cock. After some time, I stripped down and climbed onto his bed and got on all fours. He got behind me and rubbed his cock against mine before pressing his tip against my hole. I loved the feeling, but he couldn't push into my hole. Luckily, he had some lotion that he used, letting him penetrate me fully (at least, he said he went in fully). We fucked for some time, with me alternating between doggy to missionary, before stopping. He felt so good in me. It did hurt a bit, but the pleasure made it worth it. We couldn't stop talking about it with each other all week. The next weekend, we continued fucking as before.

    This started our relationship as fuck buddies in junior high, before it turned into a full on relationship in high school. Most people didn't know about our relationship, including our families, apart from a few of our close friends, who were very supportive of us. That time was amazing for the two of us. We spent so much time together. We were at each other's houses almost every day and there were weekends where we would only be in either person's bedroom, only coming out to eat. I'm surprised our parents didn't know (They probably knew, or had a suspicion at the very least). We both learned to ejaculate and we explored our sexual identities more and more. I learned that I love eating and being filled with cum and that I love being a sub. He learned that he was bi and that he was vers. This didn't change our dynamic though. He was still the best dom and best top that I had. Our relationship lasted from freshman year up until the end of junior year, where we realized that we were drifting apart, romantically. Our split no longer meant that we could remain best friends, but we were still friends. We did meet up for a fuck once in a blue moon, but those hookups couldn't hold a candle to what we were like before.

    In college, while living on dorms, I cruised a lot and hooked up a lot. It wasn't until my first semester in my second year that I met someone like my ex, in bed. He was a plumber that came to fix a leaky shower in my dorm. I kept checking him out, by staring at his bulge and biting my lip while rubbing my crotch. He noticed and asked if I wanted to suck his dick. I answered his question by nodding and I blew him in the shower. He wanted to fuck me, and I let him. The bathroom door was closed and luckily, there was no one in the dorm at the time. This started our relationship together. He wasn't my first older man, but he the first older man that made me want to return for more, like my first. He gave me his number and we would meet up, either in my dorm room or at his house and he'd fuck and breed me, while I sucked him. He introduced me to his little underground sex group.

    My college was in a college town made up of other small colleges. The group was made up of professors from the different colleges, different staff (like maintenance men, plumbers, janitors, line cooks, etc.) from the different colleges, and a few local men. There was an okay amount of us college students (okay, being enough to please all the men in the group). We were the ones being fucked and sucking the men off. I had an amazing time in that group. The group turned me onto orgies and gangbangs. I really clicked with a professor in his forties, and would meet up with him or the plumber for one-on-one sex outside of the orgies.

    I felt amazing in college, especially after finding that group. With the amount of time I spent being a bottom (which was basically all the time) I'm surprised and lucky I didn't catch anything, especially because I loved going bareback and getting bred. In my twenties, I found a group through a friend I made in my college sex group, where I could be used like before again. There weren't any orgies or gangbangs, since it was really just a sharing group where the younger men would be shared between the older men on weekends.

    Currently, I'm still a bottom, but I now top the right young man from time to time. I'm not a part of any groups either. I'm still in contact my first, and though we don't talk much or fuck anymore, its nice to have a chat with him and reminisce.

    Thank you for reading this long confession!

    The year was 1976, I got a summer intern job working for a major hotel chain assigned to the front desk. A cashier befriended me and told me of places to go where other young people hung out. I took her advise and headed for TGI Friday's which at that time was hopping with young people. Being a college kid I was not embarrassed by being turned down and I hit on several women who told me to bug off. Then a woman sitting at the bar asked me what my name was.

    It turned out she was a school counselor in her mid thirties, divorced and having a drink. We sat at the bar and she asked me to watch her purse so she could go to the ladies room and on the way she ran her hand up my thigh and over my bulge. After a couple of drinks she asked if I wanted to blow the joint, we could go to her place and talk about whatever came up. We went to the parking lot, she was driving a green MG and we went to this apartment complex about a mile away.

    Inside she asked if I wanted another beer, and handing it to me told me that she wanted me to show her what I had, not that she was that particular but size mattered and she wanted to make sure I didn't have a hood on my dick. I stood there, in the middle of kitchen and she unzipped my pants and took my dick out and was very happy that I was properly circumcised and after a couple of long sucks she got my dick to come to attention. Holding me by my dick she asked how I liked my pussy, wet, dry, hot, cold, did I like to suck, did I like to fuck, how about fucking her bent over, she said it went in all the way that way.

    About then I started to feel real inexperienced, I tried to fake it but she knew and asked if I had ever really fucked a woman, to describe the pussies I had fucked. Or maybe I really liked dick, some guys really like dick, which one was it. She caught me, I had to confess that I had never really fucked a woman and I had never really seen a pussy like that, the most I had seen was a pussy in a picture. I had never really seen a dick up close, except mine. By the hand she led me to her bedroom, a big bed with lots of pillows on it.

    She sat me down and sucked on my dick for a few minutes, then went to her nightstand and pulled out a large dildo and brought it over to compare. Showing me the dildo she said that was what she expected a man to be, but I was boy and I had to grow into it and she sucked my dick again. She told me to get naked and get in bed and she went into the bathroom to change. She came out in a negligee, and turned off the lights and pulled the curtains shut and there was hardly any light. Beside the bed she slipped off the negligee and got into bed and grabbed my dick which was hard as hell. The kiss was intense and she rubbed my dick and she told me that what she really liked was hard boy with a nice ass, and holding my hand she put it on her hard dick. At first I thought it was the dildo, but it wasn't and climbing on me he told me that I was really going to enjoy it and so was he.

    I could fell his hard dick against me, my thigh, my stomach, my hip as he worked to turn me over. Once on my stomach and he was totally on my back he told me that it was going to hurt, but I had to take it like a man, his knee worked itself in between my legs and his dick was all over me until he found my anus and he started to mount me and get his dick into my ass. It hurt a little but not as much, and once he got it in he worked it in until he said he was balls to the wall and for me to relax. He fucked me, shoved in and out, he fucked me and my dick was rubbing against the sheets and I got hard as ever and I came into the sheets, after a few minutes he came too and pulled his dick out.

    He had a small towel beside the bed and wiped his dick with it and told me to wipe my ass. He held me down and kissed me some more, told me that being queer was fun, her really liked young college boys. I slept in that bed with him, naked with his arm around me. In the morning he took me into the shower and had me suck his dick and he sucked mine, he poked my ass with his finger and asked how I liked it and if I wanted another good one because he was horny as hell. Back in the room he kissed me holding my dick in his hand and told me to lay down. I got on my stomach and he got on top and his dick found my anus and he worked it in, this time I felt it, every last inch, this time I really enjoyed being fucked, like the one that night I came into the sheets again.

    After that we lay naked in the bed, hands touching everywhere, kissing away, sucking dick until around ten when we got dressed and went to breakfast at Denny's.

  • Before anyone has a go at me, I know it's not easy for everyone during this lockdown.
    For me its been amazing. In the sense, I've never had so much fantastic sex.
    My wife works still. I'm working from home, but I start early (International time differences) and I'm finished most days for around lunch time.
    Which has given me and a young neighbour of ours, whole afternoon's of the best gay sex.
    I have a Very high libido. One which enables me to still have more than enough to fuck my wife three to four times a week, that she likes.
    It also enables me to have Thomas suck on my eight inches and receive my cock up his sweet arsehole.
    He's pretty much on his own during the day, as his mum works at our local clinic. And she's working extra shifts right now.
    From around midday to five o'clock I have his undivided attention, and believe me, I've been fucking the shit out of him.
    It was Thomas who approached me. I was painting the garden wall a few weeks ago, when he made a comment about me in just my shorts. He wanted to know if my semi tanned skin extended below my waist band.
    I told him if he joined me in the garden shed, he could find out for himself.
    He found out alright. Sucking on my dick until I busted my nut in his mouth. I fucked him the following day in their house, after he sent me a text of him naked and massaging his arsehole.
    And so it has gone on. Only we now fuck mostly in our guest bedroom. Or my favourite at the moment, in the shower.
    He's doing an online college lesson at the moment. But at three, he'll be calling by. I'm so fucking horny, I'm going to fuck him bareback and cum deep up that beautiful shoebox of his.


    Nineteen now, but was only seventeen when I first sucked off a married neighbour from our village. He and I began a gay affair and it was he who first fucked me.
    On one of occasions he was fucking me from behind, with his wife at work, when another neighbour called by his home to bring back some tools. He caught us, but instead of walking away offended, he fed me his small fat dick as I was being fucked. That tool return day started lots of gay threesome liaisons.
    About nine months later with all three of us having gay sex, the second neighbor asked if he could invite a golfing friend of his. Someone he sometimes had sex with.
    I kind of knew this guy, and I knew like the first man, he was married. It didn't matter. Three days later in the second neighbours home, I sucked off and was fucked by all three men.
    Within a few months, the third man moved into at cottage with his family, right on the outskirts of our village.
    Now I have three neighbours, two married, who regularly fuck me. The youngest at forty two, is the neighbor who moved in. The oldest is the second neighbor, single, at fifty one. And it's his home we now have sex in all the time.
    However it's my first lover, at forty eight who has the largest cock, that I enjoy having sex with the most.
    We often meet apart from the others, but have to meet mostly outdoors. In the surrounding hills and countryside near our homes, he fucks me because his wife has been born again.
    Her loss and definitely my gain with his huge cock.

  • I am a voyeur. I love watching videos of dudes in the locker rooms. I go to gay saunas and watch dudes fool around. I've paid guys to just let me watch them undress and shower. It's my thing.

    I live in an old apartment in Jersey that I found on Craigslist. Moved in with total strangers. Shortly before the pandemic, my three roommates moved out. So it was just me for a minute. A month into quarantine, my landlord moved a dude in. Average fella. A little bearded, average height, okay body. He was cute. He had a nice ass. Straight though. We hit it off pretty quickly. He kept to himself, but every once in awhile we'd watch TV and smoke.

    A few years ago I had bought a hidden camera off amazon. I never got to use it. I decided with my new roommate, now was the time. It was pretty discreet. It looked just like a normal towel hanger. I put up in the bathroom. Couple of days passed by and I checked the recordings. I was so anxious. Boy, did it pay off. I got to see everything. Undressing. Pissing. One day he even jerked off before going in. I hit the jackpot.

    This went on for a few weeks. It made for great spank material. Then one day I got a text from my roommate. Said he needed help hanging something in his room. As I entered his room, I see him just sitting at his computer desk. With the camera. I hadn't checked it in a few days, but somehow he caught me.

    “What the fuck is this?”

    I was scarred shitless. I didn't know what to do. I was so fucked. I didn't even know what to say. He asked if I posted the videos anywhere, and I promised he no. I showed him what recordings I had, and I deleted them infront of him. I promised I didn't have anymore. I begged him not to tell my landlord. He told me to close and lock the door. I was so fucking scared. He told me to take my clothes off. I was shocked. I kinda just stood there and then he pulled his phone out. He told me to do what he said or he'd call my landlord and then the cops. So I undressed.

    It turned me on, but I was trying so hard not to get aroused. He started to record me on his phone.

    “Get on your hands and knees”

    My heart was racing. I did what he said. I tried to look down, but he yelled at me. “Look up. Look up and bark”. I begged him to stop, but he said this is the only way I could make it up to him. So I did it. I was on my knees, totally naked, barking for him.

    “You're hard. You fucking like this?”. I said yes, and he yelled at me. “You're a dog, you can't talk. Do you like this?”. I barked.

    He started to unzip his pants.

    “Get the fuck over here”

    He crawled over. He shoved his hard cock in my mouth and started to face fuck me. He recorded it the whole time. As humiliating as it was, it felt good. I hadn't had sex in months because of the pandemic and he had a nice cock. He came in my mouth and made me swallow.

    “You're my fucking property now, do you understand me?”

    He told me if I ever said anything he'd tell my landlord, and he'd release the video online. And that was the start of this relationship.

    It's been about a month, but I actually enjoy it. He makes me do everything. I clean. I cook. Sometimes he'll even ask me for money. I've been doing it all. I know it sounds bad, but I actually enjoy this. I never realized how submissive I was.

    We don't really have sex. I blow him whenever he wants. Usually a few times a week. The entire time he has me act like a dog. He even bought me a collar. It has my name on it. Whenever he has to pee, he takes me to the bathroom so he can piss on my face. Sometimes he makes me eat his ass.

    He hasn't hold anyone about this, and neither have I. I'm happy being an object. I love making him happy. I finally have purpose in life.