Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2017 10:40:52 +0000
From: Matty N <niftymatty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Grindr Adventures - Chapter three

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.

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Previously:

Since finding Grindr, Jamie has now met up with two different men. The
first, a horny hairy stud, came to Jamie's house during the night and gave
him his first taste of spunk behind his garage. The second, a hung chav
lad, invited Jamie round to his place while his girlfriend was out. He
introduced our young virgin to using his throat when sucking cock and gave
him his first taste of rimming (literally). When Jamie left the chav's
house, his hair was still dripping with the cum that had been shot over his
face. We left him having just taken a picture of himself and sending it to
the chav.

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Grindr Adventures - Chapter three.

I stood in my bedroom and stared at myself in the mirror for a moment. In
less than 24 hours, I'd met with two older men and sucked two large
cocks. I'd tasted both their loads and even licked the arse of the second
guy. And here I was, sending pictures of myself wearing a load from one of
these men. So much for the 'innocent' boy I was supposed to have
been. Grindr was already changing my life in a big way and, to be honest, I
was eager for it to continue. Over the last two months, I'd watched a fair
bit of porn. No, that's not being honest. I'd watched a fuckload of porn
ranging from mild to what was starting to get hardcore and I thought I'd be
pretty prepared for the real thing but, in truth, it was nothing like I'd
expected.

Growing up, I'd always felt a bit... limited when compared to my
friends. They all started getting into relationships and having these
experiences with other people. Our conversations and banter all started to
hang around who had snogged so-and-so and which of the lads had had their
first blowjobs. My mates would regale us all with the tales of their horny
exploits, telling us which girls to go for, "She was fucking mental at
sucking cock mate," and who to avoid, "Pfft, she's like a wet fish - she
just lays there!" I'd laughed and joked along but, the whole time, I'd felt
on the outside. Don't get me wrong: if there had been a gay guy out in my
year, or hell even in my school, then I'd have gone for it. I'd have tried
to do it the 'normal' way by dating him and building up to gaining some
sexual experience but that just wasn't an option for me. Grindr had stepped
in to fill in the gaps.

After showering (and cleaning out all the cum from my hair), I got back
into my dressing gown and boxers just in time for my parents to arrive
home. I gave them the usual polite greets but retreated rather quickly into
my room. My head was already thinking about the app and all the potential
men out there right now. I couldn't shift my focus and was quickly becoming
addicted both to the app and to the cock it provided me with. I laid on my
bed, dressing gown open with my tight little body on display, and started
to scroll through the nearby guys. Neither of the two previous men were
online but I found one guy who was interesting to talk to or, rather, he
found me - a message came through into my inbox.

"Virgin eh? So why haven't you had sex yet?" he asked.

I explained that I wasn't actually old enough to legally be on Grindr and
that I was just a young, horny teen boy looking for new experiences. He
told me his name was Mark, that he was 30 and that he liked the idea of
giving me new experiences. He asked me further questions:

"What have you done so far?"

I told him all about the two men and the nasty things I'd done with
them. As I was recounting the tale, my own cock chubbed up in my boxers and
I had to take them off because of how tight they had become.

"You had all that spunk in your hair? That's nasty lad. I'd love to see
that pic."

'Fuck it,' I thought, 'might as well.' So I sent him the pic and his
reaction was extreme to say the least.

"OMG! You're so cute but, oh fuck, so nasty as well. Why isn't that up as
your profile pic?"

"I'm not out," I typed to him.

"Well you'd get so many more messages if you had a picture, any picture, up
but especially a nasty picture like that. So where did you cum?"

I stopped for a moment and thought... I actually hadn't cum today
yet. Everything had been so hot with the scally lad that I hadn't even
realised that I hadn't got off. I kind of liked the level of horniness I
was feeling though so I wasn't too disappointed.

"I haven't cum," I told him, "The guy's girlfriend was coming back so I had
to leave."

"Well that's just not right," Mark replied. Then he invited me round so
that he could take care of that for me.

To be honest, I didn't know what to do. On the one hand, I had this fit
older man, who I definitely fancied, offering to make me shoot my hot
teenage load all over the place but, on the other, I'd have to lie to my
parents and a part of me felt really uncomfortable with that. I spent about
15 minutes having that debate in my head before I messaged him back.

"Sorry, my parents are at home at the moment so I can't come out to meet
you."

He responded immediately, "No worries little man, it's a standing
invitation. I'm free all day, just come around if you change your mind."
With that, he sent me his location: a house on a street about 4 minutes
walk away.

Having made the decision, I came out of Grindr and got dressed. There was
no point teasing myself all night with different guys if I wasn't going to
meet up with anyone. Instead, I spent the majority of the day doing typical
teenage boy things: playing games on my PC; watching TV downstairs with the
parents and, yes, I even tried doing homework to distract me from the
significantly high levels of horniness that I was feeling. I didn't do too
badly; it had been 3pm when I spoke to this guy and my resolve did manage
to last 3 and a half hours. I'd just finished tea when the rock-hard cock
in my pants became just too much to ignore.

"Mum, dad, I'm just going out to Alex's house," I lied, "He's got a new
game I want to play."

"That's fine Jamie," my dad had fallen for it, "Just be back by 9."

In fairness to my dad, going to Alex's was quite believable. He was my best
mate and we often spent hours at each other's houses playing games and
watching films. At one time, I'd had a huge crush on the boy but I'd
managed to adjust that now so that he only occasionally featured in my wank
fantasies.

It didn't even occur to me to get back on Grindr and message Mark. Without
so much of a thought as to whether he would be in or busy, I just set off
down towards his place. The sky had already blackened with the early nights
of winter, which I was glad for as I'm sure the huge bulge in my pants
would have been more than noticeable for everyone I walked past if it had
been day. I felt quite nervous about this meet up; Mark was the oldest guy
I'd met and he was certainly the biggest. His pictures had shown his
muscles to be very well developed and it was clear that he put a lot of
time into his body. He looked to be a very good-looking guy with dark brown
hair cut into a short style and a chiselled jawline covered in the light
dusting of stubble. He was definitely the kind of guy you would stare at if
he walked by you on the street and soon, he would be doing all sorts of
nasty things to me.

My hand was already out knocking as I reached his door. Those few seconds I
was stood outside felt like forever. When he opened the door, he was only
wearing his boxers; he had his muscled, hairy dad body on display above and
two pairs of thick and powerful looking legs below. I hadn't noticed his
tattoos before; there was a black pattern on his left shoulder that ran
down onto his bicep and a strange geometric design on his right forearm.

"I thought you might change your mind Jamie," he said with a dirty smile
creeping across his face, "Come on in."

I followed him through his house and into the bedroom where he immediately
dropped his boxers. He had a firm muscled bum which was as hairy as his
chest and, when he turned, he revealed a very thick cock. It wasn't much
bigger than my own teenage boy cock but it was definitely the thickest I
had seen - in fact, I doubted that my fingers would even close around
it. He sat down on the bed and beckoned to me.

"Come sit down lad, relax."

I joined him and he wrapped his strong arm round me. It felt good to be in
his man's embrace and even better when he leaned in and brought his lips to
my own. His kiss was strong and he used his tongue to lightly stroke my
lips. Sensing me relax, he pushed and started to probe for entry. I opened
my lips and let his tongue meet my own. They battled against each other,
passionately wresting for control. As we kissed, I felt his hands roam over
my body and he started to remove my t-shirt. He broke the kiss to take it
over my head and looked down at my little body.

"Damn, you're such a sexy boy," he said. I couldn't believe that his stud
of a man really thought a boy like me was sexy but I guess his rock-hard
cock wasn't lying. He told me to lay back on the bed so I did and he
started to slide my trackies, and my boxers, down my legs to reveal my own
throbbing meat.

We lay there for a while - naked with each other - just kissing and
touching each other's bodies. This was different to the other two
encounters I'd had. They had been rushed and all about getting off. Mark
wasn't like that. He wanted to take his time and ensure that I felt every
bit as much pleasure as he did. His hands probed me; running over my chest
and abs and down my back. He cupped my teen bum and told me, in between
kisses, how tight and sexy it was. In fact, I think he touched every bit of
my body except my dick. After a while of this, he stood up and, when I
tried to stand to join him, he pushed me back down so that I was laid down
on my back.

"You just relax," he said, "Leave it all to me."

He got to his knees between my legs and, without warning, his tongue was on
my cock. This was the first time that anyone other than me had touched my
cock and my reaction showed that. Immediately, my back arched and I gripped
the bed. My moans became loud straight away as I felt his wet tongue
encircle my cock head before he sucked my dick down all the way to the
base. I could feel the tightness of his throat around the head and how he
used his tongue to massage the shaft as he held me there.

He started to bob up and down as he lifted my legs and placed them on his
shoulders. His strong hand took hold of my balls and start to lightly
massage and pull on them, sending me into a frenzy. I knew that I wasn't
going to last long like this and I told him so. As soon as the words left
my lips, he stopped and sat back.

"No no boy. No cumming for you let. I've not finished with you yet."

He told me that, no matter what, I wasn't to touch my own cock and asked me
if I thought I'd be able to resist. My hesitance must have said it all
because, the next thing I knew, he was taking hold of my wrists and tying
them together using what I assume was one of his work ties. Part of me
started to panic and that must have shown in my face.

"Listen boy. Everything this fine. I'm not going to hurt you but I can't
have you touching your cock just let. You can't be trusted to do that by
yourself so I have to do this, ok?"

I wish I could say that it was his smiling face or warm personality that
made me trust him and relax but it wasn't: it was pure teenage horniness. I
was desperate to get off and, in that moment, I would have done anything to
make that happen.

He returned to between my legs and I was all prepared for him taking my
cock into his mouth again but he didn't. Instead he lifted up my legs and
placed my feet on his shoulders. I could feel the cold air on my little
exposed virgin hole but that was quickly replaced with the heat of his
breath.

"Tell me what you need boy," he commanded.

I didn't reply, my head still swirling from this new feeling on my hole.

"Boy!" he shouted, "Tell me what you need!"

I panted and moaned but in-between them managed to get out the words: "Lick
my hole."

"Fuck yes..." he growled, "I'm going to eat your tight virgin boy hole and
make you moan like a slut Jamie."

He started to swirl his tongue around the edges of my little pucker; never
touching it but making sure to be just slightly away. I could feel his
breath on my hole and the heat entering me. He flicked his tongue up and
down, glancing it over my pucker and making me gasp out in pleasure each
time. He teased me like this for at least a few minutes before my moans
turned into pleas.

"Please..." I panted.

"Please what, my boy?" he replied. I knew what he wanted. I had seen his
before in the hours of porn I'd watched. It hadn't done much for me then
but, my god, it was now.

"Please... daddy!" I moaned.

At that, he pushed his tongue into my virgin hole, forcing it to take an
invader for the very first time. I could feel the wetness of his tongue
inside me, probing me. At first, he seemed to be exploring me - feeling my
tight teen boy hole out with his tongue but then he started to thrust it in
and out. It was slow at first, gentle, but it soon quickened. This stud of
a man was fucking me with his tongue and all I could do about it was
moan. My cock was jutted out from my body, leaking precum heavily down the
shaft and into a pool on my tummy but it was going ignored by both me and
Mark.

He continued to do this for a little while - eating out my hole in a sloppy
fashion. Ecstasy doesn't even come close to describing how I was feeling
and all I could do was moan and pant. Even words had left me. He pulled
away from me and stood up but kept my feet on his shoulders. I was now laid
on my back on his bed, hands tied, with my legs up in the air and my virgin
hole exposed. I felt him glide his cock head over my boy hole and wondered
whether this was going to be the moment; whether this stud daddy was going
to be the one to take my virginity. But he didn't. He brought his cock up
and placed it on top of mine. He started to slide it up and down my cock,
rubbing them both together and sending shivers of pleasure across both of
us.

This man was full of surprises and this wasn't to be the last of them. As
he continued to rub our cocks together with his right hand, he took my foot
in his left hand and brought it to his face. His warm breath spread between
my toes as he began to kiss my young foot. He licked the sole with his long
tongue and took my big toe into his mouth as he continued to thrust his
cock against mine. Now, if you haven't tried this, you have no idea but
feeling him playing with my foot was so erotic that I nearly shot my load
there and then. Luckily for me, he didn't continue too much longer.

He stood up on the bed and pushed my legs up over my head, lifting my body
off the bed. I was now up on my shoulders with only them and my head left
on the bed. My cock was waving in the air above my face and my little teen
bum was high up in the air. This must be it, he must be about to fuck me;
to fill my boy hole with the man cock that it had craved for so long. But,
again, he surprised me. Mark lined up his cock along my hole and started to
thrust. Each movement from his slid the entire length of his shaft over my
exposed hole, rubbing against it but never pushing into it. The precum from
my own cock was leaking out and falling down onto my face; I could taste
myself on my lips. He groans became more guttural, more animalistic and his
thrusts became quicker and more frenzied. He was getting close and so was
I. With a cry more at home in a jungle, Mark pushed his cock across my hole
one more time and let loose a thick load over my body. Most of it ran over
my balls and cock and dripped down my torso and onto my face.

Feeling his hot seed on my cock was more than enough for me and my own teen
dick started throbbing and pumping out its own spunk which fired start over
my face and, mostly, into my open and moaning mouth. I greedily swallowed
our shared cum and let the tastes mix as they passed down my throat.

He let go of me and let my body fall back into a laid down position; he
came and laid next to me. We were both panting but that didn't stop him. He
started to kiss me with the same passion he had before but, this time, he
would break our kiss to collect up more of our spunk with his tongue or his
fingers and feed it into our kiss. I hungrily ate every last drop and gave
myself completely over to the kiss. After a few moments, we both got our
breath back and untied my wrists.

He stood up and started to gather my clothes. It took me longer to come
round from the high and, by the time I did, he was already sliding on my
boxers and trackies for me. I sat up and started to rub my wrists. And that
was when it happened: I noticed something that I had missed on my way
in. On Mark's bedside table was a gold band - a wedding ring. I bolted up
now wide awake.

"What the fuck!" I exclaimed, "You're married?"

"Haha! Yeah. My wife is out of town - that's why I invited you over."

"But you're married!"

"Look," he began, "Just because I'm married to a woman doesn't mean I don't
enjoy sexy boys like you. I mean you are just beautiful Jamie. You're so
sexy and that arse! Fuck! That arse is something else."

"But I don't want to fool around with married men," I protested.

"Well I hate to break it to you," he laughed, "But you just have. You have
a married man's cum swimming in your stomach right now. In fact, next time
Jamie, you'll have a married man's cum deep inside that little teen boy
hole of yours."

"Wait... what?"

"Yeah that's right. Next time, I'm going to fuck that sweet virgin hole of
yours and really make you a slut for married cock."

I didn't know what to say; my head was a swirl of different thoughts and
they remained so as I pulled on my t-shirt and left to go home. Mark was
right - I had loved everything we had done so does him being a married man
really have any bearing on that? And then there was his promise: he was
going to fuck my tight hole and take my virginity away. Well, I don't know
if Mark is going to be the one to do it but one thing is for certain, it
won't be long until I'm feeling a huge throbbing cock deep inside my bum,
that's for sure.

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Thank you for reading the three chapter of Grindr Adventures. I hope you
liked it. Please send any feedback, comments or ideas to me at
niftymatty@hotmail.com. If you aren't sure what to put then just let me
know which guy has been your favourite so far ;-)