Date: Sat, 10 Jul 2021 12:52:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: Christian Redfern <chrissyredred@aol.com>
Subject: Grindr Cum Splashb

Grindr Cum Splasher

(M/M, submissive, cock sucking, spanking, choking, anal)


I double checked the address on my console GPS to make sure I had the right
house. It was a rather plain two-story place nestled in a cul-de-sac of a
cookie-cutter neighborhood.

I knew I was going to be nervous going into this, but now that I was parked
outside his house, I found that I was sweating.  My breathing was ragged
and quick.

I knew I wanted this. Wanted it badly. But now that I was faced with the
prospect of being with another man, I now found myself questioning whether
it was worth going through with it.

"Suck it up," I murmured to myself in the empty car, "You have been
dreaming about this for years. Its time. Suck it up shithead. Just do it."

I took a deep breath, reached out for the door handle, and got my ass out
of the car and onto my feet. Once I was standing in the warm late summer
sun, I felt a little better.

I had taken the first step.

Pushing the button to lock the car behind me, I adjusted my tie, stepped up
onto the curb, and was halfway to the front door before I remembered what
was in the trunk. Going back to the car and I rummaged under the trunk
floorboard until I found a CVS bag that I had hidden there two weeks ago
for this occasion.

With the crinkly plastic bag in my hand, I walked up onto the concrete
paved walkway that led to the front door. I remember looking around
nervously at the other houses that surrounded his.

I wondered if anyone was at home in those houses. If they were looking out
their windows. And, if so, if they knew what I was here to do.

I truly had been dreaming about this for years. All the way back to high
school when I realized that I had a crush on my best friend and my
girlfriend at the same time. Realizing I was bi was freeing. Acting on it
was another thing entirely. So, I kept myself content with fantasizes for
as long as I could

Arriving at the front door I took another deep breath and let it out
slowly. I felt a little better. Moment by moment I felt less nervous and
more committed.

This is what I want, I kept telling myself.

I reached out to ring the doorbell, but before I could push the button the
door opened and swung inward. He must have been watching through the
window. Waiting for me.

Taking a close look at him I could tell that the photos on the app hadn't
really done him justice. He looked a little older in person, at least in
his late 50s, but he was built like a body builder. His shirt was off and
strong muscles showed through his greying chest hair and his abs were
clearly defined. He was going bald a little bit, but that just made him
seem more attractive somehow.

I felt my prick pressing against the inside of my shorts.

"Robert?" He asked in a deep and masculine voice, using the fake name I had
given on my profile.

"Yes. Tommy?" I replied, in a voice that cracked with nervous energy.

He smiled.

"Come on in."

He motioned for me to enter the house, so I stepped up inside and walked a
few paces into the entrance hallway as he closed the door behind me.

Tommy turned to face me and gave me an apprising glance up and down. I
think he liked what he saw.

"You are awfully well dressed for a hookup," he said, pointing at my shirt,
tie, and dress pants.

"Work. Just came from work."

"So, do you want something? A beer? Mixed drink? I have a great bourbon."

I felt myself smile awkwardly.

"Do I look like I really need a drink?"

"Well, you look pretty nervous. I am guessing this is your first time."

I swallowed a lump in my throat and nodded. Was that going to be deal
breaker? Did he not like virgins?

"Yes. IsÉ is that a problem?"

"No. Not at all. What's in the bag?" he asked reaching out his hand for it.

I handed it over and he opened it to find a small bottle of lube and a pack
of condoms I had bought in case I had found the courage to do this.

"Condoms I've got, but the lube we can use. How about a glass of water
instead of booze?"

"That will do fine," I replied.

"This way."

We walked down the hallway and then into his living room. A large L-shaped
leather sofa dominated most of the room and faced towards the right wall
where a huge flat screen was playing porn.

On the screen a young girl with pigtails wearing a schoolgirl outfit was
getting railed by a man old enough to be her grandfather. She was bent over
a school desk and squealing, panting, and begging for the man to fuck her
silly.

"Let me get you some water."

"Thank you."

I stood behind the couch with my eyes fixed on the TV screen. As I watched
the girl pushed the man over the desk and straddled him. He started to fuck
her while yanking on her pigtails roughly.

"Here you go."

"Thank you," I said taking in from him and drinking half the glass in one
swallow.

That was when he made his move.

His left hand settled on my ass and ran across it, his fingers massaging me
through the black fabric of my dress pants. I moan softly and felt my body
push back against his touch. While I was enjoying the sensation of his left
hand, his right crawled across my right leg and cupped my balls and shaft
through the front of my pants.

"Already hard I see. Does watching that slut get fucked turn you on? Or is
the thought of you getting fucked like her that's got you going?"

I had been wondering the same thing, so it was easy for me to answer.

"Both."

"You want to be her?" he asked as he leaned closer to me, resting his body
against mine, "You want to be that little bitch, don't you? Dressed
up. Sucking dick. Getting fucked."

His fingers snapped closed in an instant and he crushed my balls and cock
in his powerful hand.

"Answer me."

"Yes. Yes."

"Your profile said you were a submissive bottom. I like little pathetic
bottom boys that know their place. Do you want to see what I do to boys
like you?"

"Yes," I said in a breathy whisper as he continued to keep my genitals
firmly, and painfully, in his grasp.

"I bet you like being spanked don't you. Spanked hard. Let's see."

He released my balls and cock and I had time to take and the pain
receded. Only to feel him push me down over the back of the couch so that
my ass was in the air.  The glass in my hand sloshed around and nearly
spilled.

"You spill any of that water on my sofa and I am going to really punish
you. Hold still."

One of his hands, his massive masculine hands, landed on my ass with a
thump. This time the moan that escaped me was loud and long as the
delicious feeling of my first spanking rolled through me.

"Did you like that slut?"

"Yes."

"Would you like another?"

"Yes, please."

The scene on the TV finished and it went to black. I could now see him in
the TV reflection and as I watched he wound his arm back and brought it
down on my ass, harder this time. The blow wasn't overwhelming, but pain
still flowed through me and made me groan with pleasure.

Apparently, he was right, I did like being spanked. A lot.

I leaned even further over, my head nearly touching the seat cushion below
me, giving him even better access to me. His hand rose and fell again and
again as he rained blows down on me. With each hit I felt better and
better. By the time he stopped I was almost drooling, and my eyes were
rolling wildly in my head.

"God you are a little slut. Bent over for a strange man and moaning like a
whore. Do you want me to make you a whore?"

"Yes," I responded, my brain taking over for my normal common sense.

He reached over, grabbed my hair, and pulled me back to my feet.

"Get over there in front of the TV. Face the couch. Stand still until I
tell you to move."

I walked around the couch, the water glass half-empty in my hand, and stood
where he told me too. He followed me around, sat down in the middle of it,
and reclined back. He picked up a remote that was lying next to him and
pointed it at the TV.

"Turn around and look at it."

I did so and saw that he had turned on another porn video. I could see it
was the same actress as last time, except now she was dressed as a Girl
Scout and kneeling in front of a man. His cock, which was massive, was out
and she was about to start sucking it.

"Put the glass on the coffee table. Take off your clothes and toss them on
the floor. Do it quickly. Leave your underwear on."

I put the glass on the low table between us and began to strip off my tie
and shirt as I watched the young woman on screen lick the end of the man's
cock and begin to run her mouth up and down it.

Once my tie, shirt, and undershirt were on the off, I slipped out of my
shoes, socks, and my pants. My work clothes made a pile on his floor.

"I want you on your knees in front of me. Now."

I obeyed the command, by prick stretching hard against my shorts. I walked
around the coffee table and knelt in front of him.

What I hadn't noticed while I was stripping is that he had unzipped his
pants and freed his cock from inside. He was completely shaved. His prick
lay there, flaccid, waiting for me to make it hard.

And there it was. My first real cock. I wanted to touch it so badly. I
wanted to put it in my mouth.

"Suck it."

Even flaccid I could tell that he was big. Certainly, bigger than those
dildos I had practiced with.

"Get me hard slut."

My trembling hand reached across his leg and picked up the end of his
cock. I could feel it, warm, with soft skin, in my hand. I began to stroke,
slowly at first, up and down.

"Use your mouth."

On my knees I leaned over him and, in one smooth motion, buried his dick
into my waiting mouth. As my lips closed around it and I felt him slip
inside I suddenly felt a sensation of rightness. Of purpose. Of
completeness in a way I had never felt with women.

I lowered my head until the tip of his prick impacted the back of my mouth,
and then raised it again, my lips gripping his flesh as I rose back up the
length of him. Even soft his entire cock didn't really fit easily in my
mouth.

As I reached the tip I sucked in, my cheeks straining, and used my tongue
to tease the tip.

"Here, let me help."

He rested a hand on my head and started to guide me up and down. His warm
meat sliding over my tongue and penetrating me felt like heaven. I could
taste his precum and it turned me on even more.

I knew I should have asked him to put on a condom, but I couldn't bring
myself to stop sucking his cock. I decided to take the risk. Fuck it.

I moved my mouth down the length of him again and this time began to use my
tongue to swirl it around and lick his shaft. I pulled back up and, as my
mouth popped off, I licked the tip like a lollipop.

"How does my cock taste?"

"I love it."

"Then don't fucking stop."

He smacked me across the face and then pushed me back down onto him. I
swallowed him once more and felt a sense of satisfaction as his prick began
to grow in my mouth. As I kept blowing him, and felt it grow, I quickly had
trouble keeping it inside my mouth. He was just so big!

As he approached full hardness, I felt him let go of my head and his hand
roamed down my body until it was on my ass.

I felt him lean back and he moaned loudly. It turned me on even more and I
felt my brain slip and I lost a little bit of my mind. My body was raging,
and instinct took over. I began to double my efforts, throwing my mouth
down onto him and going as deep as I could.

My tongue licking and pleasing him as I fell and rose, impaling my face on
his meat.

That was only halfway down his prick so I began to use my free hand to,
just I had seen in porn, jerk off the part I couldn't reach.

"Good slut. Keep that up. Just like that."

He gripped the side of my head and began to thrust gently up in time with
me. I was moaning around his cock and enjoying every second of this.

"Are you enjoying yourself slut?"

I popped my nasty mouth off his prick long enough to answer him.

"Yes. Oh god yes."

"Then show me. Prove it to me."

In response I lowered my head, taking him as far as I could inside me,
until I felt the head slip a little way into my throat. I held it there, my
body rebelling against the intrusion that was cutting off my air, for as
long as I could.

When I could take no more and began to choke, I had to raise my head, but I
locked my lips so that I slid slowly up him with as strong a grip as
possible.

"MmmmÉ good boy."

I don't know how long it lasted, but my jaw was starting to really ache,
and my head was spinning from the exertion, when he finally told me to
stop.

"That's enough. Stand up on your feet."

I felt a crushing sense of disappointment. I didn't want to stop. I wanted
it to last forever. I wanted to keep him in my mouth and please him.

"Take off your shorts."

I was too far gone, too lost in a haze of hormones, to feel nervous or
scared any longer. I hooked my fingers in the edges of my shorts and pulled
them off in one smooth motion. My dick sprang up and faced him.

"Time for your next lesson."

He got up off the couch, his cock swinging in front of him, and took my
hand. He pulled me around the sofa and down a hallway and into his bedroom
where a king-sized bed awaited us.

"Get up there. On your back. Hang your head over the side."

As I crawled up onto his bed, he began to undress behind me. By the time I
was on my back with my head hanging off upside down, he was nude and
looming above me.

"Open."

I'm not an idiot. I knew what he was about to do to me as he lined up his
cock with my mouth. Still, when he gripped my neck in both hands and drove
his hips forward, I was unprepared for just what it would be like to have
that thick prick force my mouth open and violate my throat.

I coughed, choking around his dick, as his hands applied pressure and held
me in place. He waited for, and counted out loud, fifteen seconds, before
he pulled back and let me breathe.

He would pull all the way back until his tip was on my lips, and then flex
his hips and push forward until he thrust everything he had down my gaping
throat and his shaved balls rested on my nose. The pain was unreal, but the
pleasure was off the charts as well.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked as he drove himself in and out of me.

I couldn't answer of course with his prick meat in my mouth, but I gave him
the thumbs up with both hands.

He laughed.

"Ok. Because I am almost ready to take your cherry."

I wanted it. I knew there would be pain, but the haze of lust that was
running my body wanted that cock inside my virgin ass as badly as I had
ever wanted anything in this world.

When he finally pulled out and stopped fucking my face, a long steam of my
saliva, mixed with his pre-cum, dribbled out of my mouth and connected to
the end of his cock.

"Clean me off with your hands."

I used my hands to clean the spittle off his cock and wiped the remains
across my chest.

"Turn around. On your knees. Show me your ass."

I did as I was told and soon was head down and butt hole exposed to him. I
felt his hands on my ass. Griping me. Pulling my cheeks apart to see what
he had to work with.

"Shit. Stay just like this. I will be right back."

I stayed in position as I heard him leave the room. It wasn't long before
he was back in the room and standing over me once again.

"I almost forgot your present. Put your head back down on the bed
whore. Face down."

I obeyed and positioned myself face down. I heard a snap from behind me as
he opened the lube and the sound of him squirting a big amount of it into
his hand. I felt his hands spread my lips again and a slick finger violate
my asshole.

"Going to get this inside you. Won't help with your pain, but it will help
me rob you of your useless virginity. Hold still."

I heard the lube give another squirt and the sound of his hands sliding up
and down his cock. The bottle landed next to me on the bed.

I took a beep breath. I knew what was coming and that there was no avoiding
it.

I felt his right hand on my hip. His fingers spread my cheeks open. Then,
the next thing I knew, the warm firm head of his cock came to rest against
my puckered asshole.

"Relax or this will really hurt."

He pushed forward with a little grunt and my ass, which I had been
practicing on with dildos, surprisingly gave way with little resistance and
he pushed my hole open and slid an inch or two inside.

"Oh god," escaped from my mouth as I felt a man inside me for the first
time. It was nothing like dildos. Nothing like a piece of plastic. It was
flesh. Hot and firm. Profaning my body. Making me his.

"Wow! I was expecting more resistance, but your hole is well
used. Practicing with dildos you little slut?

"Yes."

"Well let's see how well your body learned."

He leaned forward, putting his weight on me, and every inch of that massive
prick slid right inside my body.

"Fuck!" I screamed at the mix of pain and delight surging through me, "Oh
god! Oh god!"

The feeling I had experienced before of being complete. Of finally being
whole.

It came back again with such force that it made my vision swim. This was
it. This is what I was supposed to be. This is where I was meant to be. On
my knees before another man with his cock in my ass.

This was my place. My purpose.

And my brain, already taxed to its limits, broke completely. I heard myself
start to talk, completely out of my control.

"Fuck me. Fuck me like your whore."

He pulled back, inch-by-inch sliding out of me, until I felt like I
couldn't take it anymore. When the tip reached my hole, he forced it back
in quickly and drove me into the bed.

"You like that?"

"Yes! Fuck me like that! Hurt me too! Hurt me!"

He pulled his cock out once again and drove forward while his right hand
crashed down on my ass with the force of a hammer.

Then he really began to use me.

I felt joy, total and complete joy, as Tommy began to fuck me in
earnest. His cock sliding in and out of my ass. One hand gripping my bare
hip while the other crashed down on my exposed cheeks.

He didn't speak. He just grunted and huffed as he fucked my fat ass with is
prick.

"Fuck yeah! Use me. Please Tommy, use me!"

My body, responding to its natural submissive instincts, began to hump back
at him. Driving him even deeper. His dick a piston inside me. I groaned and
prayed with every breath that he would never stop.

Up and down and in and out we went as the old man made me his bitch.

That thought drove me over the edge.

"I'm going to cum!" I half yelled and half moaned.

It felt so good to be fucked like that and I could hold back no longer. My
body gave way, and I sprayed my cum all over the bed below me.

I thought he might stop after I came, but he became even more
relentless. Amazingly he doubled his speed and was soon driving me so hard
that I could barely stay on my hands and knees.

Then, with no warning, he yanked himself out of me and stepped back.

The disappointment and regret I felt at his leaving me is
indescribable. But I did as I was told and rolled over onto my
no-longer-virgin ass and sat up to face him.

"Roll over. Sit up. Get on the edge."

I rolled over onto my back and scooted to the edge of the bed so that my
legs were dangling off. His cock, angry red and covered in lube, was
directly in my face.

"I'm close. Finish me off. I want to see my load all over your face you
"condom-only" bitch."

I took his long slick cock, so recently removed from my body, in my hands
and began to jerk him off.

"Oh yeahÉ" he moaned and in seconds a stream of cum blasted out of the
tip of his dick and began to splash across my face. Rope after rope, more
than I had ever seen in a porno, coated my forehead, nose, chin and started
to dribble down onto my chin.

He looked down at me from above, his chest heaving, a big smile on his
face.

"How do you like that for your first time?"

I couldn't talk with all his sperm coating my face, so I just smiled and
gave him a thumbs up again.

"Good boy. Now get ready for round two."



      The End



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