Date: Sun, 25 Feb 2018 01:07:46 +0000 From: Matty N Subject: Grindr Adventures - Chapter 16 Hi guys, This is my first time writing anything for someone else to read so I'd really like to hear any feedback that you have. You can email me at niftymatty@hotmail.com. Apologies for any errors. Thank you so much to those who have emailed - I can't explain how motivating it is and it definitely pushed me to write this next part quicker to get it out there to you. 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. All copyrights are mine except for the use of the word 'Grindr' which is, unsurprisingly, owned by Grindr. If you aren't of legal age then it's your decision to continue reading and take the consequences. Some of you have been asking me about whether I have pictures that inspire the guys or the stories. With that in mind, I've started up a tumblr: www.niftymatty.tumblr.com ------------------- Previously: During the last chapter, Jamie visited the filthy chav from earlier chapters. He was with two of his friends and the three of them ended up using Jamie like the slut he is becoming. All three of them fucked his face and his little twink hole. By the end of the chapter, Jamie was a cum soaked mess. ------------------- Grindr Adventures - Chapter sixteen. I stared at myself in the mirror for a while. In less than two weeks, I'd transformed from this naive and innocent school boy, who had never even touched a cock other than his own, to a cum hungry slut you loved nothing more than to have as many huge cocks inside him as possible. There was a small voice inside of my head that was trying to spread shame at what I'd become. It was trying to tell me that I was wrong; that I was dirty and nasty. It was right. I was a dirty boy, a nasty boy, a slutty boy but nothing about that was wrong. I loved sex and I loved men and there was no way in hell that that little voice was going to make me feel ashamed of who I was or what I wanted. I'd drown it in cum before it ever made me feel bad about what I was doing. That being said, I knew that there were two parts of me and that I had definitely been neglecting one of them. Yes, I'm a cum hungry bottom whore but that's not all I am. The idea of someone only has to be submissive or dominant and can't be both just felt so alien to me because I knew that I had both of those urges inside of myself. I wanted to be pounded by huge men with big cocks, just as I had been tonight, but I also wanted to use cute twinks in the same ways that I was being used. I'd explored that before when the dominant side of me had been flared up: when the dirty midfielder had tried to injure me on the pitch during my footy match or when I'd seen the vulnerability in Aidan, the older lad from my school, but I'd never consciously chosen to take the dominant role. I'd never set out with that intention. That was all about to change. Sleep came easily after I'd showered off and removed all of the chav cum from my face and body. I was exhausted and the dreamless, deep sleep that I experienced was exactly what I needed to recharge my batteries and get me ready to enjoy the last few days of the holidays before I had to go back to school. I was determined to make the most of this time because I knew that, once I started back at school, it would be harder to find all the cock that my body had become to crave. My cravings were different this morning though. My cock was rock hard when I woke up but, as I took it in my hand, my thoughts didn't drift to the 3 chavs using me last night or the fact that my best friend's dad had sucked his own son's cum from my slutty hole. No, they drifted instead to Aidan. Aidan - that confused and shy muscle boy that had a desperate hunger for cock that reminded me of my own. He'd been unsure at first but I'd recognised his need. I knew that he just lacked guidance and motivation and that, with a little push, he'd embrace who he was inside. I'd enjoyed fucking away his virginity as my reward for freeing that part of himself. However, now I needed more. I was tempted to shoot a load there and then; it's always hard to ignore your cock when it's as hard as mine was first thing that morning. It took all of my willpower, and the knowledge that I was going to spend the majority of the day making use of a natural-born slut, to stop myself from wasting that first load by letting it loose over my tight teen body. I pulled myself out of bed instead and went downstairs to eat. Once again, my parents were already gone. I was getting too used to not having something to get up for and all of these 10am wake ups were going to kill me when I went back to getting up at 6am for school again. I was grateful that my parents were letting me sleep in though; it made it so much easier to convince them that I was being a good boy and just spending time around the house or hanging out with my friends. After loading up Grindr, I sent a message to Aidan and told him that I was going to be coming around to his place at 1pm and that I expected him to have the door unlocked and be waiting naked in his room. The thought of that made me horny and the fact that I knew he'd struggle with it and not want to do that just made me smile. I closed Grindr so that I wouldn't be tempted to answer any of his objections - I'd given an instruction and I expected it to be followed. I could have gone around to his straight away - I didn't really have anything planned - but I wanted to build the expectation and suspense. I wanted him to go through a range of emotions as he counted down the next three hours in the hopes that, when I went to his, he'd be ready for the picking. What I hadn't factored into my plan was that I'd also have to wait for 3 hours. I was getting hornier and hornier and, the longer I was waiting, the less that TV and games were distracting me from it. My horniness levels really peaked when I received a message from Chris. "Thanks for everything," he had written, "I'm so glad we did that and I can't wait to try it again." Perfect! I'd played it well there. The fact that I'd stopped myself from pushing him further meant that he had remained open to trying more. I replied to him and told him that it had all been my pleasure and that I was happy that I'd made him happy. I also reiterated how amazing he had been at everything and how great his cock and cum were. Ok, so I'm exaggerating massively but the more you compliment a guy on his sexual prowess, the more susceptible he becomes to your advances. I had to play the game with Chris and I knew that, if I did, I'd get a huge reward at the end. After what had honestly felt like days, it was time to set off to Aidan's. I'd decided to be a little chavy myself today and had on the full trackies, jacket and cap. Aidan would find this even harder to resist; who doesn't love a fit chav lad? I was looking forward to getting into Aidan's box of goodies again and seeing what else we might be able to use today as we pushed the kink level that bit further. Fear was written across Aidan's face when he answered the door. He immediately stepped outside and closed it behind him. "You can't come today! I messaged you and told you," he said, his voice quivering. I smiled, "Of course, I can come. I'm here aren't I? Now let's go have some fun." "No, you don't understand!" he said with desperation showing in his voice, "I'm not on my own: my little brother is here!" "So?" I asked. He stood there, on the doorstep, with a completely dumbfounded look on his face. His mouth was opening and closing like he was some kind of fish. "Exactly," I said after a few moments of silence, "No reason for us not to have a little fun." He was still standing there on the doorstep when I reached for the handle and let myself into his house. Honestly, there was part of me that assumed that he was lying and that he actually didn't have a little brother but was just trying to stall me or having second thoughts like when I came around to his place last time. I was wrong. On the living room couch, watching tv, was a boy that I assume was around 6 or 7. He looked like a little version of Aidan, minus all the muscles and the deep hunger for cum of course. Obviously, he was far too young for him to be of any interest to me but I needed to make sure that he was distracted enough that I could take Aidan away for a while. "Hi there," I said, "I'm Jamie, one of Aidan's friends from school." "I'm Callum," he said. By this time, Aidan had joined us in the living room. "Cal, go upstairs to your room," he said in as stern a tone as he could manage. The little boy on the couch looked upset and was about to start arguing back when Aidan spoke again: "I don't care about your programme! Go to your room." I needed to step in. "Hold on," I said, "It's ok, Aidan. Callum, you can stay down here and watch your tv. Aidan and I are going to go upstairs to his room, ok?" That seemed to please him and he settled back down and got lost in the tv once again. Looking at Aidan, it was clear that he wanted to argue with me so I pre-emptively moved towards him and brought my lips to his ear. "Listen up, slut," I whispered to him, "You're already in enough trouble for not following my instructions. Now, get yourself up those stairs or there will be severe consequences." I didn't actually know what those consequences would be - I'd certainly not thought that far ahead - but my tactic appeared to work. Aidan's stance shifted and, with a small sigh, he turned and walked out into the hallway. Following Aidan to his room, all I could think about was the tightness of his bum when I'd fucked him last time and knew that I needed to have that again. I also knew that he was a screamer so I needed to make sure that, whatever we did, I kept him quiet enough that his brother didn't hear him. I'm considerate like that, you see. As soon as we were alone, Aidan turned to me and started trying to tell me that we couldn't do anything with his brother in the house. We'd been here before with him trying to tell me that it wasn't possible for anything to happen last time and we all know I ended up balls deep inside him so his words carried very little weight. I stepped towards him and, without warning, reached out with my hand to grab a hold of his hair. Pulling it back, I moved my face in close to his. "Stop this, now," I ordered in a low voice, "I'm horny and I'm going to fuck you right here in your room and there is nothing that you can do about it. We both know that you want it desperately so stop trying to fucking resist." He didn't reply but his eyes flicked away from mine. He couldn't look at me and I knew that I was starting to get into his head once again. "You've been thinking about my cock inside you every day since I was last here. I know it and you know it." At this, I noticed him unconsciously lick his lips. I was right: he had been thinking about it. He'd probably been fingering his little hole several times a day and wishing that I was there to be inside him again. "You need to be a good boy. Good boys get all the cock they need. Are you going to be a good boy?" He was wrestling with it. He wanted to say no but he needed to say yes. I pulled his head back further and he yelped. "I said, are you going to be a good boy?" "Yes!" he whispered softly, giving in to his inner desires, "Yes... Sir. I'll be a good boy for you." I pulled him into a kiss. It wasn't soft - not the kind of kiss you'd give your lover. It was hard and rough - a kiss to tell Aidan that I was in charge and that he was right to want to obey me. I pulled him away from me and pushed him towards his bed. "Strip." It didn't take long for a fully naked Aidan to be in front of me again. I'd forgotten just how good his body was with his very well-developed muscles and beautifully tight bum. It was good that he'd accepted his position in service to me but I was still pissed off at him for not being ready when I first arrived so he needed to be punished. "Get on your bed and lift up your legs," I said. To his credit, he didn't waste any time and immediately took the position that I had told him to. Granted, that was likely because he thought I was just going to fuck him there and then and, I'll admit, I was tempted. The rock hard and throbbing cock in my pants did little to help me resist but resist I did. We needed to build up to that and I had more planned for this boy. He looked so good. Naked and holding his legs in the air. He gripped his ankles and was pulling them back as far as he could; exposing that little hole in the process. I walked up to the bed, still fully dressed, and stood at the side of him. The cutie had his eyes closed and he definitely wasn't expecting it when I brought my hand down on his bare bum in an audible slap. "Argh!" he cried out and immediately let go of his legs, "What are you doing?" "What the fuck do you think?" I growled at him, "Bad boys need to be punished and you should have been here naked and ready for me when I arrived." "But I couldn't be..." he began but I cut him off. "Don't give me any excuses! Now lift those legs back up and accept your spanks like a good boy." I was enjoying the power that I, a slim twink, had over this older and much stronger boy and he was clearly enjoying following my instructions because, despite the stinging coming from his bum, his cock was rock hard between his raised legs. Spanking this sexy boy was new for me and I found it very interesting. My hand stung a little but nowhere near how I imagine his bum did; his cheeks had even started to redden by the time I stopped. I didn't do it for long as I didn't want to push this too far but wanted to communicate to Aidan that if you disobey me then you get punished. He had been a good boy and had managed to keep his legs up for the rest of the spanks so I decided to reward him. I could see him already salivating as I removed my clothes and walked towards him. Climbing onto the bed above him, I placed my knees on either side of his head and lowered my rock-hard cock down towards his mouth. You can always tell when a boy is a true slut and Aidan was clearly one. Without being told, he opened his mouth and took my cock inside, eager to taste me again. In our positions, he couldn't move and nor could he resist so I started to fuck his face with slowly thrusts at first. He was enjoying the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of his mouth and I could feel his moans vibrate through my shaft and into my balls. Taking hold of his ankles, I pulled his legs back further and he groaned out at first but quickly got used to it. "Your little boy hole looks like it needs something," I said, "Finger yourself for me, boy." With my cock still in his throat, he moved one of his hands down his body and started rubbing his sexy little hole. Before long, he had slid a finger inside and was now finger-fucking himself while sucking my cock. It was a truly sexy sight to behold and, after putting his feet together so I could hold them up in one hand, I reached over to my discarded trackies so that I could get my phone. With my bum cheeks covering his eyes, Aidan couldn't see anything as I began to film myself fucking his face while he fingered his hole. I made sure to get close ups of his hole, his rock-hard cock and the sight of my cock between his lips but I didn't show my face. This was only going to be for me, for now, but I might decide to share it eventually so showing just my torso and cock was good enough at the moment. Although I was enjoying the display before me and the feeling of Aidan's tight throat on my cock, I needed more now and it was time to go back to his box of toys. After stashing my phone, I pulled out of him and pull it out from where he had stored it underneath his bed. "What are you getting?" he asked. "That's for me to decide," I told him He started complaining again: "But I don't want to use those when my brother is..." That was as far as he got because the first thing that I took out of the box was a ball gag which I forced straight into his gob. I'd taken him by surprise so getting it fastened wasn't hard but, as soon as I stepped away, his hands went up to it to undo it. "Oh fuck no," I said, "You do not remove what I have chosen to put on you." I grabbed hold of his wrists and pull them together. Luckily, the next item I had pulled from his box of toys was black length of cloth that I used to bind his wrists. He'd struggled, of course, and his superior strength had nearly allowed him to pull away from me but my speed and his confusion worked enough in my favour that I was able to get the cloth tied quickly enough. I decided that I wanted him to be bound more and took another length of cloth from the box. This one went around his arms and made sure that they were pull back behind his body. I was no boy scout but the knots that I tied were more than adequate in making sure that this cute muscle boy was bound up tight and completely at my mercy. He knew that too and his eyes stared at me with a mixture of lust and fear. I needed two last items from the box: a leg spreader and a collar. With his arms bound, Aidan wasn't able to put up much of a fight as I started to secure his legs with the cuffs on each end of the metal pole but he did try to kick his legs away from me and earned a slap on his bare bum for his naughtiness. The collar was easier and was secured around his neck within a few seconds. I stepped back to admire what I'd created on the bed. This muscle boy was tied and completely vulnerable; I could do anything I wanted to him or, in fact, nothing at all and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. It was then that his little brother decided to knock on the door. Aidan's eyes flooded with fear and he began to shake his head vigorously as he saw me heading towards the door. I flashed him a smile I was reached for the handle and opened it. In fairness, he didn't know that I was only opening it a crack and putting my head there. His little brother seemed surprised to see me instead of Aidan but he asked his question anyway. "Can I play on the PlayStation?" he asked. I looked back in the room as if to ask his brother only to see Aidan trying to stand up. The leg spreaders were making it difficult but he was just about managing it when I turned back to his brother and told him to go have fun with it and closed the door. I have no idea if he actually left or not but, to be honest, I didn't care. Aidan had nearly reached me by the time I closed the door and I wasn't happy. I grabbed him and pushed his front against the door, making a loud bang in the process. Leaning forward to his ear, I whispered: "Slut you better behave! If I'd have let the door open any further then your little brother would have seen you all tied up like this. He'd have seen what a whore you are! You risked that by getting up out of that bed. Is that what you want? Do you want your family to know what a cum hungry bitch you really are?" He shook his head, or as much as he could when I was pinning it to the wooden door. "Then fucking behave!" As my ire left, I realised that having him here, pinned against the door with his bum sticking out, was the perfect position for me to start working that hole over. I continued to whisper in his ear, telling him what a slut he was and how much he needed me to use him, while my fingers glided over his exposed hole. Even just touching the outside, I could feel his pucker trying to suck me inside - this boy was hungry for cock, there was no denying it, and he needed to feel me inside him. I didn't waste time with one finger, he had already done that, and instead I immediately tried to force three inside. He wasn't happy and cried out into the ball gag as my fingers forced his hole open. I moved them apart while I was inside him to really stretch him because this was all the prep he was getting - I needed to fuck him right now. And I did. I really fucked him. From the moment I forced my thick teen cock into his stretched-out hole, I pounded the hell out of him. There was no mercy in this fuck, no care. He was just a teen cumdump and I was the cock that was going to dump my load inside him. I rammed his bum and loved the feeling of his tight twink hole spasming around me. He was loving it too and I could feel his cock was rock hard and leaking loads of precum as I reached around and started to play with him. This slut was a screamer and the ball gag did a bit to stifle his moans but didn't get rid of them completely. To be honest, I didn't care whether anyone heard us at that point and he was too far gone with the sensations coming out of his hole that his brother could have walked right into the room and he would have still carried on pushing back onto my cock. As I was slamming into him, I took hold of the collar around his neck and used it to get better leverage and force even more of my shaft inside. It wasn't my intention but this caused it to tighten on his throat and his cock began to throb in response. This boy was getting off on being choked. Oh I was definitely going to use that piece of information and I pulled back harder on the collar while wanking his muscle boy cock. The effect was instant and he started cumming all over my hand. His balls were forcing that teen load up his shaft and coating my hand with his spunk. As he finished cumming, I pulled out of him and stepped away for a second. Aidan must have thought we were done because he began to move back to the bed. Stupid boy - does he think that it's his orgasm that matters here rather than mine? I'd only moved away because I was wiping his spunk all over my own cock and I was getting ready to shove it all the way back inside him. I grabbed him from behind and pushed him down so that his torso was laid on the bed and his bum was sticking up high in the air. With his spunk covering my cock, it slid easily back into his hole and I began to thrust into him even harder than before. He was moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat and kept trying to push his bum back to meet my thrusts. With a little more training, this slut would be such an amazing bottom - maybe it was time to get some more tops involved with him. The thought of watching this older school boy being fucked by loads of different men really got to me and it took seconds for me to start flooding his boy with my teen spunk. I buried my cock all the way inside him and pumped him full of my cum to join his own load which I'd fucked into him. I pulled out and went straight over to his face. Pulling the ball gag away, I didn't give him time to say anything before I forced my cock balls deep into his throat and ordered him to clean me up. He did so eagerly and, as I pulled back, he used his tongue to make sure he'd licked every last millimetre of my cock. While he did that, I untied his arms and then his wrists. He raised himself up off the bed slightly and started to rub his wrists but never once took his mouth from my cock - the sign of a true cock-whore. I left as soon as I took my cock from his mouth. Aidan wasn't a friend and I didn't want to hang around with him. He was a cumdump for me and I lost interest in being around him once I'd filled him with my load. I left him to untie his legs and, after dressing, left his house with my balls a little lighter. I love my dominant side and I'm glad that I get to use slutty boys like Aidan and that dirty midfielder at footy (and I'm hoping that Chris will join that list in the future too). But the more I do it, the more I realise that I could never just be that dominant boy. I have too many needs as a bottom slut as well and, with a quick look at my phone, I knew I still had time to find myself a real man to give me what I needed before the day was done. ------------------- Thank you for reading the sixteenth chapter of Grindr Adventures. I hope you liked it. Please send any feedback, comments or ideas to me at niftymatty@hotmail.com. 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