Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2018 12:09:59 +0000
From: Matty N <niftymatty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Grindr Adventures - Chapter twelve

Hi guys,

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Disclaimer: this story is not designed to encourage any young lads, like
Jamie, to sign up to an online app and attempt to meet men for sex. This is
a piece of fiction and Jamie, unlike in the real world, is always safe in
his encounters.

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unsurprisingly, owned by Grindr. If you aren't of legal age then it's your
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Previously:

Jamie went into work with his dad and ended up being a huge slut in the
toilets on the 3rd floor. He took three loads from three different men and
is now on his way home.

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Grindr Adventures - Chapter twelve.

My heart was pounding for the entire ride home. After I'd cleaned myself up
as much as possible, I went and found my dad and it turns out that he had
been looking for me because it was time to go home. I made up some excuse
about needing the toilet but Alex was right there in his team and the
filthy smile over his face was both scaring me and turning me on at the
same time. I can't believe that I was having to pretend not to know him
when I had his spunk swimming around inside of me. It was starting to make
me hard again and I had to desperately try to hide my thickening cock. That
wasn't easy in my school trousers and Alex gave me a knowing wink as I left
- if he noticed then I'm sure other people must have as well.

So why was my heart pounding, I hear you ask. Well, it turns out that a mix
of three huge cocks all being roughly fucked into you and you being forced
to sniff poppers leaves you with a pretty sloppy hole. That wasn't too bad
in the office but, in the tiny space of the car, I began to smell the
distinctive scent of spunk. It must have been leaking out of me and into my
boxers. I tried to tighten the muscles to keep as much as possible inside
me but the smell was definitely there. My dad didn't say anything and I can
only hope that he didn't notice it or, if he did, didn't recognise it. My
dad finding out about the fact that I'd just been a total cum whore for
three of the men that he works with and sees every single day would be
horrific! If he knew that a junior member of his team had fucked my throat
so much that I'd gagged like a common slut and then loaded me up with his
hot load, he'd never look at me in the same way again. I had a good thing
going with all of these guys and my use of Grindr and I didn't want my dad
to find out and ruin it all for me.

"So did you have a good day?" His voice broke the silence and snapped me
back to reality with a jump.

"Yeah, it was..." I couldn't tell him just how good the day had been and
just how much fun I had had taking those huge cocks inside me so I just
finished the sentence with: "alright."

He laughed, "Ok Jamie, I know work isn't all that fun but, just think, when
you're older, you'll be doing that every single day." He was being
sarcastic and trying to make me laugh, which I did, but I would love to be
in the toilets taking three cocks inside me every single day!

As we rounded the corner towards my house, the strain of trying to keep my
well-fucked hole tightened and stop the cum from leaking out was becoming
too much. I didn't know how much longer I'd be able to do it and I knew
that, as soon as I relaxed, more spunk would come. My dad parked up and I
rushed straight out of the car. I couldn't run without relaxing my hole and
I could already feel some of the spunk sliding down my leg.

My mum tried to stop me in the kitchen to talk but I just rushed straight
passed her. I didn't want to be rude but there was no way that I could hold
this any longer. I was outside my bedroom door when the critical moment
came and I couldn't stop the spunk from coming. My hole relaxed and I could
feel all three of the loads started to leak out of me into my boxers and
down the legs of my school trousers. I was so much of a slut that I even
moaned when I felt it happen. I was frozen there, just enjoying the feeling
of my leaking hole, when I heard my dad starting up the stairs. I bolted
quickly into my room and slammed the door behind me. That had been a really
close call and still didn't know whether my dad had picked up on anything
in the car.

After stripping off my clothes - yes, the spunk was everywhere down my
trousers and the inside of my boxers looked like someone had spilled white
paint in them - I got into the shower. Feeling the hot water run down my
body was amazing. My muscles were aching after my afternoon of being a fuck
toy for three men and the water on my hole was both soothing and
stimulating at the same time. I couldn't help but put my fingers back there
and start playing with it. Wow, I hadn't realised just how open those guys
had made me. Two of my fingers slipped in easily and I started to finger
fuck myself in the shower. My cock responded and was jutted out from my
body, rock hard and throbbing. With my left hand, I continued to finger
bang my teen hole and with my right, I tightly gripped my cock and started
to wank it. Feeling the foreskin slide over the cock head sent shivers
through my body and I lost all thought of being quiet. It's times like this
when I love the fact my parents gave me a room with my own en-suite. They
did it so that they didn't have to share a bathroom with a teenage boy but
it was perfect for moments like this when I needed some privacy to really
work over my slutty teen hole.

My fingers felt amazing and their manipulation of my hole was causing all
the remaining spunk to leak out and run away in the shower. I was moaning
like a slut while I quickened my right hand and started wanking my cock
into a frenzy. It didn't take long before I was painting the inside of my
shower with my teenage spunk and I continued to slide my fingers in and out
of myself until I had shot every last drop. My hole felt amazing - sore but
pulsing with pleasure at the same time - and I knew I needed to try and
sort out getting a toy or something that would help me play with it more.

The rest of the evening passed without anything significant happening but
Dad didn't ask me about going into his work again tomorrow. I couldn't
decide whether I was relieved at being free to do whatever I wanted during
the day again, disappointed at not being able to meet up with more guys
from his work or terrified that he wasn't inviting me because he knew what
I'd been up to. Becoming a slutty teen boy isn't easy and it's definitely a
mind-fuck at times!

Being so exhausted, I slept soundly and woke feeling really refreshed. My
first thoughts were on my hole with was starting to throb from the moment I
opened my eyes. It was definitely still sore from yesterday but my
exploring fingers confirmed that it had tightened up again overnight and
was back to being my usual small teen hole.

I'd overslept and my parents had already left for work meaning that I had
the house to myself but I had no intention of inviting a guy over
today. No, I had something else in mind. The throbbing of my sore hole
reminded me of how amazing it had felt last night and how much I wanted to
be able to play with it more when other guys weren't around. That meant
that I needed to find some way of getting hold of a toy - a dildo.

I went online on my phone and was looking at all the different types. It
was really confusing and the sheer size of some of them scared even a
growing teen slut like me. I thought about trying to order one of them
online but, being only 15, I didn't have a credit card and I was so scared
that it would come when my parents were here that I knew that that wasn't a
possibility. I could ask someone else, like Mark, to get one for me but
that meant having to go through him. He might not be up for doing that and
I wanted one today. Having so much sex on tap with Grindr was definitely
making me more impatient and there was no way I was willing to wait to get
hold of one of these toys. That left only one option. I googled to find the
nearest gay sex shop and, luckily, there was one in town - the perks of
living in a big city. I was going to have to go into town and see if this
shop would serve me.

I looked at my wardrobe and tried to dress on the slightly older side with
a pair of dark jeans and a collared t-shirt rather than my usual trackies
or joggers. It was a long shot but I was really hoping that the people in
the shop would believe that I was 18 and let me buy what I needed - my
grandparents had sent me money over for Christmas so I had a decent amount
to spend on getting the right one.

The bus journey into town was so frustrating: everything seemed to take
longer than it ever had before. I was rock hard the entire time and the
vibrations from the engine of the bus were not helping matters. Eventually,
I got into town and walked down to the 'gay section'. I don't know if it
had been done intentionally but, in the city that I live in, all of the gay
bars, clubs and shops were all down the bottom of the city centre; there
was even a rainbow painted on the side of a bridge just next to the sex
shop. The first time I passed the door, I ended up just carrying on. Not
because I hadn't noticed the entrance but because I felt so scared about
going in. I paced up and down for a few moments around the corner. This was
ridiculous; I'd met up with loads of men and was turning into a total slut
but the idea of going into a place like this was still really scary to
me. I steeled my resolve and forced myself to walk back up to the entrance
and go inside.

Wow. I mean... wow! You had to walk around a wall that was in front of the
door when you entered - I guess to stop some of the product being visible
from the outside - but, as soon as I did, I was shocked by what I saw. They
had everything and I mean everything! There were dildos hanging from the
walls, jockstraps and other slutty clothing on racks in the centre and
walls full of porn DVDs, magazines and a wide array of other sex toys. My
attempts to look older were all in vain now because the surprise and awe
registering across my face made it very clear that this wasn't something I
had ever seen before.

Despite the place being an interesting treasure trove of things for a slut
like me, it was empty of other customers. In fairness, it was 10 in the
morning and I imagine that the majority of their trade comes later in the
evening. There was a man stood behind the counter at the far end of the
shop. He was very tall, at least 6ft4, and was very rough in his
appearance. He looked to be older, at least in his late 40s, with a tightly
shaved hairstyle and black stubble covering his face. He smiled upon seeing
me but it quickly vanished from his face.

"What are you doing in here, boy? You aren't anywhere near old enough to be
in here!" He advanced towards me.

I was caught like a deer in the headlights and began just stuttering. I
hadn't managed to form a clear word by the time he has next to me.

"How old are you, boy?" his voice was deep and menacing, "Don't you dare
lie to me."

"I... I'm... 15," I blushed and looked down. My eyes were starting to water
and I could feel the panic inside me.

"And what do you think you are doing in here? I bet you haven't even had
sex yet."

That angered me a little and I spat back: "Yes I have! I've been fucked and
I love it." I'm sure to him that comment sounded like me just being a
spoilt little brat and he laughed loudly.

"So why are you here then?" he asked.

"Well... I... I wanted to buy something." I said quietly, "I wanted a
dildo."

He laughed and walked to the front door leading me with him. I assumed that
he was going to open it and throw me out but he didn't. When his hand
reached the handle, he twisted a knob and locked it instead. Turning to
face me, a filthy smile appeared on his rough face: "Well, we'll see if we
can't help you out today then."

At first, I was so relieved that I wasn't being thrown out that it didn't
register with me what he was actually saying but his meaning was made clear
when his hand wandered down to my tight teenage bum.

"Do you know what kind of dildo you want?" he asked me, his voice still
retaining the deep gruffness from before but instead of it making me
scared, as it had done then, it just made me feel horny.

"No, I looked online but I don't know what to get," I confessed.

He went silent for a few moments as he walked over to the wall unit where
all the different dildos were kept. He picked one of them from a shelf and
turn towards me. "Maybe you should try before you buy, eh?"

He picked up a few more items and then guided me through to a door just
behind the counter. There was a corridor through there and he opened one of
the first doors to reveal a room with no windows. There were a few chairs
and a table in the middle with a light fitting above it. "This is one of
our... testing rooms," he said with a smile, "And I wouldn't be a good
salesman if I didn't help you find your first dildo, now would I?" He
placed the items that he had collected onto a small shelf at the side of
the room and walked over to me.

"You're a very sexy boy, you know?"

I blushed when he said this and told him how much of a manly stud I thought
he was.

"Well it's the job of manly studs like me to help out sexy little boys like
you."

With that, he placed one of his hands on my tight bum and pulled me into
him. His second hand slid up my t-shirt and began to feel my toned abs. He
brought his face to mine and kissed me; it was a rough kiss, one in which
took control and forced his tongue into my mouth. As he did that, he pushed
his hand down the inside of my jeans and one of his fingers quickly found
my little hole. It pushed in and I moaned into his mouth. This man was
making it clear to me that I was to be the submissive boy right now and
that he expected me to do whatever he told me. He pulled my top up and
broke our kiss in order to slide it over my head. He did the same to his
own but I didn't have time to even look at his body before his lips were
once again on mine. He masterfully opened my jeans and pushed them down
while forcing his tongue as far into my mouth as it would go and then
unbuttoned his own.

By the time the kiss broke, I was in my boxers and he was naked - he had
been going commando and, with the size of his cock, I can see why. It was
absolutely huge and underwear had no business constraining such a monster
cock. It had thick with big veins all the way down. It looked angry and
powerful; just like its owner.

"Here, put these on," he instructed me as he handed me a jockstrap. I
lowered my own boxers and quickly slipped it on. I loved wearing jocks and
having my little boy bum on display. When I was done, he told me to lay
down on the table in the middle of the room. He brought over a device that
stood by my head and hung over the bed. There was a metal pole above me
with a second moving across my body. At the ends of the second metal pole
were leather cuffs and I knew what these were for. I'd seen enough porn to
know that my ankles were going to end up in those and so I raised them
without being asked to. He laughed at me: "Good little slut. I knew I'd
made the right choice by inviting you back here." He placed my ankles
inside the cuffs and tied them so that they would keep my legs raised and
open. I could feel the air on my tight teen hole and moaned slightly.

"Are you ready for your first toy, boy?" he asked.

"Yes," I answered.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes please... Sir."

He smiled and opened the first package on the shelf. He pulled out a small
dildo; it was clear and looked to be around 5 or 6 inches long. "We'll
start you off with something small." He spat on it and spread it around the
dildo before placing it at my hole. It was cold and made me jump as that
wasn't what I'd been expecting. He started to push in and was twisting the
dildo as he did. It pushed through my hole and I felt it sliding up inside
me. The experience was very different to being fucked; instead of feeling
the heat of a cock inside me, there was just cold silicone but it still
felt amazing. I began to moan as he worked my hole open. I knew this dildo
was just to get me started and, within a minute or two, he pulled it out,
eager to replace it with something else.

It had been enough to make me start craving more and I was really pleased
when I saw the dildo he pulled out next. It was thicker than the first one
had been and longer at what I thought was around 8 and a half inches. This
one had hard veins along the shaft rather than the smoothness of the first
dildo and I knew that they would feel amazing against my hole. He placed
the head against my hole but just waited rather than pushing it in.

"You need something else before we try this one," he said as he picked up a
small bottle. I knew what this was and was really excited to try some more
poppers after yesterday's adventures. He held them to my nose and ordered
me to take a really deep breath so I did. The hit was instant and my head
started to swirl immediately. My cock throbbed in the pouch of the jock and
my hole began to quiver in anticipation. He began to push the dildo into me
and, after an initial moment of resistance, the head slipped passed my
teenage ring.

"Oh fuck yes!" I cried out as my hole started to be stretched.

He laughed, "You like that don't you, boy?"

"Yes Sir! Fuck yes Sir! Please put more inside me."

I was begging for more of this thick fake cock and Sir didn't
disappoint. He forced every last inch of it inside of me with me begging
and moaning like a slut the entire time. Once it was all inside, he brought
the poppers back to my face and ordered me to take another hit of them. My
head felt so fuzzy and all I could concentrate on was the pleasure coming
from my hole. I had been right and the veins of the cock felt amazing as he
slid the toy in and out of my sore and sensitive boy hole.

"Fuck, you're such a nasty boy," he remarked, "Time for some more fun for
me."

With that, he walked around to the head of the table. I hadn't realised
before but the height put me in exactly the right place for his cock and
balls to be right next to my face. In my naivety, I didn't realise that
that is exactly how the room had been designed and the whole idea was that
whomever was on this table was there to be used.

He didn't offer me his cock though. Instead, he moved forward and stood
over the table. Above my face, I could see his hairy man hole and could
already smell the sweaty musky scent emanating from there. He lowered
himself down so that his manly arse was forced right into my face.

"Eat my hairy hole, boy," he ordered, "Get your tongue all the way inside."

This was completely different to when I had done this with other guys; his
taste was overpowering. It was so manly and raw and I couldn't get
enough. I tongued his sweaty hairy man hole as he continued to slide that
veiny dildo in and out of my own boy hole. His hole just tasted like a
really intense version of him and I moaned loudly into it.

I was actually disappointed when he pulled off my face but that feeling
didn't last long as I was presented with his cock to suck. It was huge and
veiny just like the one inside my hole. This man was extremely horny and he
didn't take his time at all; within seconds, he was balls deep in my face
and I was choking on his meaty cock. He pulled out and held his cock just
out of my reach.

"Do you want this cock again, slut?"

"Yes Sir!" I said,

"I can't hear you."

"Yes Sir!" I shouted, "Please give me your cock, Sir!"

He let go of the dildo inside me and pulled me backwards so that my head
was hanging off the edge of the table. I could already feel how that made
my throat open up and I knew exactly what he had in mind. I opened my mouth
as he slid the full length of his huge cock all the way down my throat and
immediately started to fuck it in and out of my mouth. He took hold of my
hands and moved them down to take hold of the abandoned dildo and he
ordered me to start fucking myself with it. I was more than willing to
comply and I tried to match his thrusts into my throat with my own thrusts
of his fake cock into my boy hole.

"Aw fuck," he moaned, "I can see my cock in your throat. Your neck is
fucking bulging!"

He grabbed hold of my neck so that he could feel his cock sliding in and
out of me and I began to choke even more. I could feel the saliva running
out of my mouth and down my face. This skullfuck was sloppy and every
thrust caused more and more saliva and throat slime to run down over my
face. I must have looked an absolute slutty mess.

Without warning, he pulled out of my throat and moved away. I was pulled
back down the table and, with no care at all, the dildo was pulled from my
hole causing me to groan loudly.

"You want the real thing don't you boy?"

"Fuck me Sir! Give me your huge cock," I sounded like a filthy little slut
because that is what this guy turned me into.

He groaned deeply as he forced himself balls deep inside me. It stretched
me in the same way as the dildo but felt so hot and hard at the same
time. I realised then that toys are all well and good but that nothing will
replace the feeling of a real man's cock inside you. He began to pound me
straight away and the room was filled with a mixture of his grunts and
growls and my moans and cries. He, once again, offered me the poppers and,
like the hungry slut that I was, I took the bottle from him and took
another long hit from them. He was merciless in his assault on my hole and
I could feel his huge hairy balls slapping against my cheeks.

"You like that?" he shouted at me.

"Yes Sir!"

You need this cock, slut?"

"Oh fuck yes Sir!" I screamed out

He roared like an animal as he buried his cock inside me again and
again. This man was an absolute beast and knew exactly how to fuck a boy
like me.

This carried on for a while and there were several times when I thought I
would need to beg me to stop but I didn't because I knew that it wouldn't
have made the slightest difference to him. I was just a fuck hole for him
to use and nothing was going to stop him.

"You hungry for some cum, boy?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, I want it," I replied

"You want this cum, slut?"

"Fuck yes Sir. I need it inside me. Please give me your load Sir!"

With a loud grunt and powerful roar, he shot his load inside me. The ropes
of his hot spunk coated my insides. This man was the heaviest cummer I had
ever encountered and jet after jet unloaded into my teenage hole. I
expected him to pull out of me but he didn't. Instead, as he started to
reach the end of his orgasm, he started to fuck his cock into me again. I
grunted in surprise as he picked up speed again. He was enjoying the
feeling of his spunk inside me and when he pulled out, his cock was covered
in it. He brought it to my face and ordered me to clean it off. Of course,
I obliged and spent the next few minutes licking his huge veiny cock clean
as it started to soften.

He got dressed and told me that he would meet me in the shop when I had
cleaned myself up. He said to leave the jockstrap on and tossed me a towel
as he walked out and I tried to use it to get up as much of the cum as
possible - I didn't want a repeat of this morning after all. When I stepped
out into the shop, he handed me a bag and told me that the second dildo
that he had used on me was inside. That and the jockstrap were mine to
keep. When I tried to pay, he told me that it was his treat and sent me on
my way out of the shop with a pat on the bum.

It wasn't until I got home and removed the jock that I realised that I had
shot my own load at least once during the session as the entire instead of
the pouch as covered in my load. It turns out that, sometimes, fun can be
found without needing Grindr.

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Thank you for reading the twelfth chapter of Grindr Adventures. I hope you
liked it. Please send any feedback, comments or ideas to me at
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