Date: Wed, 24 Oct 2018 00:04:25 +0000 From: blantonbloomer Subject: Butt Slut Chapter 1 Butt Slut by Blanton Bloomer I was always a butt slut. Even when I dated women, I craved a cock ramming up my ass. I was always afraid to ask women to fulfill this desire, so eventually, I gave it up. I ended up marrying a wonderful woman from college, and we ended up having two boys, Sebastian and Sam. As a bisexual man, I never stopped craving that which I knew I was born to do: get fucked. I knew I could never ask my wife to satisfy my craving, so I bottled it deep down inside me. And it worked. Until a few years had passed, right around the time that we'd been married for 20 years, and Sebastian was 16, and Sam was 14. It was the perfect setting. My wife was out of town for the weekend for work, and both of my sons were spending their Friday nights with their friends. Granted, only Sam was spending the night, but I knew Seb would be out pretty late to where I could make my craving come true. So I got super drunk and made a craigslist ad. In the ad I talked about how much of a cum dump I was, and how I wanted a raw cock and a rough fuck. I found a guy who seemed sane and real, and was really into my name (It's Gideon) and my features (Ginger, was a jock in high school, smaller frame but still meaty). As I waited, I got more and more drunk. I started to really lose it, and my vision was a little blurry. But I was committed to making this happen. I told the guy to just come in the front door, and I'd be waiting naked on the couch in the living room with my legs up and my tight pucker ready. But I was beginning to think he wasn't coming. Then, I heard the door open. My vision still bounced and I was a little out of it, but I wanted this. Hell, I needed this. My eyes were not kind to me when the guy walked in. All I could see was jet black hair and his average frame, everything else was lost to the liquor I'd had before he arrived. But my vigor had been restrengthened. I held my legs as far back as I could (thanks yoga) and told him, "Put that cock in my hole already." I slurred it, but it came out mostly right. And he clearly didn't need to be told twice. He was undressed in a flash, and his 8 inch, super thick cock sprang to attention. It was funny how I could make out every detail of his dick, but couldn't really see his face. I guess you see what you want to see when you're drunk. Anyway, he wasted no time coming up to my ass. He quickly spit in his hand and rubbed in on my hole, making me moan and squirm at the attention. Then he lubed up his dick with the same saliva, and shoved his dick inside me until his balls touched my ass. I screamed, loud, at the pain, considering the fact that nothing had been up there in well over 20 years. However, I recalled the ad saying I wanted it rough, so I wasn't complaining. And he gave it to me rough. He used every inch of his monster cock to loosen up my tight walls. I was moaning so loud that the neighbors would probably hear, but I did care. I had waited so long, and this guy really knew how to use his cock. My ass was in heaven, and I loved every second of it. "Oh fuck," His grunts were suddenly replaced placed with words as he said, "I'm gonna cum inside of you, Dad!" I rolled my eyes at the guy's use of the word. He clearly was into the whole "daddy" thing and being an actual father, I wasn't. But I let it slide and said, "Give me that fat cock, baby. Cum in my ass and knock me up!" That must have sent him over the edge, because he thrust into me one last, hard time, causing me to moan the loudest I had the entire time. My vision was slowly returning to me, as I saw him smirk. "Thanks," he said, slapping his draining cock against my wet hole a few times. His load was already oozing out of me. "I'm glad I came back from my friend's house early." As he got up, my senses suddenly cleared, watching him walk back to his bedroom in the house. That wasn't some random craigslist hookup that had just fucked me. It was my son Sebastian.