Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2017 00:25:19 +0000 From: Matty N Subject: Grindr Adventures - Chapter five. 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. ------------------- Previously: Since discovering Grindr, Jamie has had 4 separate experiences with 4 different men. In the majority of these experiences, he had been in the more submissive role and this is definitely where he naturally fits. In the last encounter, he discovered a bit more of a dominant side and had fun enjoying that with someone closer to his own age. So far, he has gained a fair bit of oral experience and found out how much he loves having his hole played with but he remains a virgin, for now. ------------------- Grindr Adventures - Chapter five. Taking that dirty midfielder's spunk filled jock had been a stroke of genius on my part. I'd had to be very careful when I got home as dinner was being laid on the table. I didn't even have chance to go upstairs and stash my stuff away so I was sat there with my family, eating dinner, with this spunk filled jock in my pocket. That was so hot and I spent most of the meal being as hard as rock underneath the table. My dad was telling my mum all about the match and she was asking me questions. I nearly choked on my food when he mentioned the dirty mid from the other side. He started complaining that he should have been sent off for the way he was playing. My mum had the best line of the whole meal when she replied to his comment: "Oh well dear, she began, "I'm sure he will get what's coming to him." 'Too right,' I thought, 'He got what was coming to him alright; all the way down his throat.' After dinner had finished, I made my excuses and headed upstairs to my room. I should have gotten in the shower but, to be honest, I was liking how I felt being still dirty from the game and from using that lad's throat and body after the match. I kicked off my boots and peeled off my footy socks - I prefer being barefoot at home - but kept the rest of my uniform on. Laying down on my bed, I pulled down my shorts and the jock and took out the hidden spunk-filled jockstrap. I brought it to my face and felt my cock throb as the smell of his sweet teen spunk invaded my nostrils. I stuck my tongue into the jock and started searching out for the remnants of his orgasm. I was lucky and there hadn't been enough time of it all to soak in. The boy's flavour danced on my tongue as I moved it around my mouth; I enjoyed this spunk nearly as much as I loved getting it from the source. While I held the jock to my face and enjoyed the smells and tastes coming from it, I slid my hand down my body. I ignored my throbbing teen cock and headed straight for my hole. Lifting my legs up, my fingers found that my little pucker was still wet from the boy's saliva. I was tempted to just push my fingers straight in but knew that I needed to enjoy the moment a little longer. I slowly rubbing my fingers over my hole; never pushing it but never leaving it untouched either. The jock was coming in handy again because it muffled that loud moans that this arseplay was causing me to make. My tongue was struggling to find any further deposits of cum so I just left the jock on my face for the smell and brought my hand down to start wanking my thick teen cock. I almost came when I first touched it so I started slowly and carefully - enough pressure and speed to keep it pleasurable but not enough to push me over. I wasn't ready to cum just yet but that choice was quickly taken from me. My hole was quivering under my fingers and I slowly started to push my middle finger against it. After a moment of initial resistance, it gave way and my long finger slid up my virgin boy hole. That was it. That was all it took. The moment my finger entered me, my cock started to throb and pulse. Within seconds, spunk was flying out of the end and covering my footy shirt with my teenage cum. I had to bite down on the boy's jock in order to stop me from screaming out. I lay there panting for a while. That orgasm had taken all the energy I had. My legs lowered and my finger slipped out of me. The jock fell from my face and onto my bed. It took only a few moments for me to fall into a blissful dreamless sleep. I awoke in the same state - the cum had dried into my footy shirt and stained it in the hottest way possible. The sensible part of me told me to sneak it into the middle of a wash load but the nastier, dirtier part of me won out so I hid it, and my shorts, under my bed so that I could wear it again another time. I checked my phone and it showed 4pm. I'd only been asleep for an hour or so. I headed downstairs and sat on the couch in the living room. My parents were watching a movie so I joined them and started scrolling through my phone. There was nobody interesting on Grindr and I'd already met up with that slutty midfielder that morning anyway so I used the time to chat with my friend Alex over WhatsApp. Turns out, he's been bored as hell since school broke up so we talked about doing something together like going to see the new Star Wars film or heading to Alton Towers for the day. To be honest, I didn't mind what we did. Since starting to become sexually active, my crush on Alex was definitely returning and I was starting to chub up in my pants while looking at some of the most revealing pics of himself he had posted on his Instagram. The movie finished and my parents suggested that we play a board game. I did feel guilty for how much time I'd been devoting to finding cock and cum and I was about to agree until I got a new message notification through on my phone. "Hey, u busy?" it read. Looking at the profile, it was the horny hung 24-year-old chav lad from the other day. The one who had introduced me to eating ass. Just thinking about his huge cock made me hard again. "Nah, just hanging around at home." "Horny?" he asked. "Always," I replied, "Got some action earlier though." "What happened?" I explained about what I had done with the boy from footy and told him all about the jockstrap and my cum stained footy kit. His reactions turned me on so much; he was clearly into every bit of it. He told me that he was at home with his girlfriend but that I had made him rock hard. He even snapped a pic of his bulging trackies to prove it to me. "Well, I can't help can I?" I said, "Your girlfriend is home!" "Nah mate, we don't have to do it here." "You know I live with my parents - you can't come here" I told him. "That's not what I'm saying bruv. You know the park up at the top of the hill?" "Yeah," I replied, not having a clue what he was thinking. "Meet me there in 15 minutes. I know somewhere we can go." With that, he signed out. He hadn't even waited for my response - he just expected me to go along and meet him there. How fucking rude is that? Doesn't he know that I want to spend the night with my family? I mean... nah... who the fuck am I kidding? Of course I'm going to go meet him! I told my parents that I was going to go and see Alex because he was feeling a bit lonely with it being the Christmas holidays. They ate it up - started talking about what a good mate I was and how lucky they were to have me as a son. If only they knew. Just before I was about to head out the door, my phone went again. "Oi mate! Before you set off, put that footy kit on yeah?" I quickly got changed and then headed out. I was feeling like a proper little slut - I'd even put on the other lad's jock instead of my own. I practically ran up to the park but only just arrived before the chav did. He looked so fucking fit even when dressed. He had one a dark tracksuit with a cap on his head an already lit cig in one hand. He asked me to open up my jacket and show him my footy kit so I did. "Fuck lad... you're such a nasty boy, aren't you?" Hearing him talk like that really turned me on but also made me feel quite proud at the same time. "I can't stop thinking about you taking my big cock," he told me as he led me through the park to a wooded area at the back. I'd never thought about outdoor sex like this before. I know the first guy I sucked off was outside but it wasn't in a public place like this park. I could feel the nerves starting to build again but every time I would think about chickening out I'd just remember the sight of his huge throbbing uncut cock and, unsurprisingly, all the nerves started to calm. Sensing my hesitation, the guy reached back and grabbed me by the wrist and started pulling me along. "Come on," he said to me, "No-one will see us - it's fine. I've done this loads of times." Being winter, it was quite dark but still light enough to be seen. But this guy was almost 10 years older than me and much more experienced; of course he knew if it was safe or not. I followed him into the woodland. We ended up quite far in and it seemed quite dark there. He asked for my jacket and he threw it onto the floor behind us. I was now in my cumstained footy uniform in the middle of the woods in a public park. He came towards me almost immediately and backed me up against a tree. I could feel the rough bark against my back as he kissed my lips. It was rough - there wasn't a gentle loving or caring thing about it - it was just passion. My hands went under his shirt and I could feel his powerful abs rippling as his tongue forced its way into my mouth. Without any further conversation, he pushed me down to my knees and told me to take out his cock. I reached in, it's familiar warmth now filling my hand as I pulled it out. Jesus, I'd forgotten how huge this guy was. It was already throbbing by the time I brought it to my face. He took hold of the sides of my head and rubbing over across my cute little teen face as I looked up at him. "He's missed his favourite little slut," he said, "Give him a kiss." I kissed up the length of his shaft and started to use my tongue on the head. Taking it into my warm mouth, I listened to the groans from the man I was pleasuring. When I'd sucked him before, I hadn't taken his entire length into my mouth and throat; this time was different. He was so horny that he kept trying to get me to take more and more of his cock. I could feel it pushing at the back of my throat until, eventually, my throat gave way and he slid down. It was opening me up and I could feel my own neck bulging to accommodate his length. He gave a deep guttural moan and then started to slide his cock in and out of my mouth. I was coping ok with his oral assault at this point; gagging but still breathing. What he did next shocked me though. He pushed his cock all the way down until his balls were resting on my chin and my nose was buried in his thick black pubes. I loved it; the stink coming from this man was intoxicating and it turned me on so much. Burying his cock down my throat also turned him on loads and I could feel his shaft pulsing all of the way down. Time went on and I started to panic: I couldn't breathe with him so far down my throat like this. I pushed on his legs and tried to get him off me but I didn't have the strength. After a few more moments, he pulled out and I was left coughing and gasping for air. "For fuck's sake lad," he said, "It'll go so much easier if you stop trying to fight it. Just accept my cock." He lifted my head back up and I willingly opened my mouth for him to shove his cock down again. Unfortunately, although I tried, the same happened again and I started to try to push him off and let him know I was struggling. It turns out, this just frustrated him and he took hold of my wrists and held them, with one huge hand, against the tree above my head. He carried on fucking my throat, alternating between holding it all the way down and thrusting his cock in and out. To be honest, he was right and it did get easier as soon as I accepted my role as a fucktoy for this powerful man. I was there just to take his cock and we both knew it now. He continued doing that for a short time and then pulled down and dragged me up to my feet. "Turn around," he commanded, so I did. He pushed me forward so that my arms and head were against the tree but my body was bent over with my tight virgin bum in the air. He pulled down my shorts and I could feel the cold air against my hole. That was, at least, until he shoved his face into me. His tongue pushed straight into my hole before he pulled away and spat on it. He kept swapping between using his fingers and his tongue but it was obvious what his goal was: he wanted to make my hole as wet as possible. "What... aww... fuck... what.. are.. you... doing?" I panted out between moans. "You know what I'm doing you little slut." He was right, I knew what was coming. This nasty fucker, nearly 10 years older than me, was going to be the one to fuck my virginity away. He was going to take his huge 8-inch cock and force me to take every bit of it just like he had when he fucked my throat. I was terrified but so turned on at the same time. To be honest, I don't think I'd have been able to stop him even if I wanted to. He lined up his cock along my bum and I could feel it still wet from the sloppy throat fuck he had forced me to give him. He started to slide it up and down, gliding against my virgin boy hole with his huge man cock. We were moments away from him being inside of me. He would have done it. He would have fucked me right there and then. He would have taken my virginity in those woods. I would have let him. But it wasn't to be. "What the hell is going on over there?" came the cry from the end of the woods. Shit! Panic flooded through my system. We'd been caught! Visions of me being returned to my house by the police flashed through my mind. "Fuck!" the chav cried as he pulled his trackies up, "What the fuck are you waiting for? Run!" That snapped me back to reality and I pulled up my shorts and we both ran in opposite directions. In fact, I sprinted all the way home. It wasn't until I reached my door that I realised that I'd left my jacket at the park and had run all the way home with spunk stains all over my footy shirt. I was lucky and my parents were still in the living room which meant I could make it up the stairs and into my room without them seeing me. I stripped off and just into the shower, determined to wash off any evidence that I had been on my bent over in the woods just about to take a cock inside my virgin hole. My head was a mess: it had been too close and I needed to stop now. I couldn't keep doing this and thinking that no-one would find out. 'No, I need to delete the app and move on,' I thought to myself. And I would have, I'm sure of it, had it not been for the message that was waiting for me when I went to get my phone. "That was fucking hot," the chav had written, "Can't wait to actually get this inside you next time." With the message, he had included a picture of his cock, rock hard and leaking precum all down it. Just like that, the panic and fear were replaced with a much deeper need. The need to finally get fucked. ------------------- Thank you for reading the fifth 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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