JBL S1 E44 | Straight guy tries gay hookup culture

Everyone is over the age of 18

From Blake’s POV

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I pound into her, her face planted into my bed. I push her head further in, grabbing on to her long brown hair for leverage. The clapping sound of my thighs slapping into her ass cheeks ring out along with her moans while I drill her.

This is what Jay is missing out on right now. And damn right he’s going to regret not taking more advantage of this dick.

I fuck her even harder, digging my cock deep inside her and making her cry out. I yank her hair with a tight fist

Never again will he feel this fucking good like when I was taking care of him. Ungrateful bitch. I could have any girl in this town and I chose to fuck him for so long. Well, no more. 

“Wait… Wait…..” She pants

I pause and jam my cock inside her, pushing her head down more. I grind into her. 

Feel this fucking thick cock bitch. 

“Wait…hold on…” She says breathlessly “Are you cumming yet?”

“No” I say shortly. I’m not even close.

“I’m just getting a little tired…” She swallows and brushes her hair out of her face, breathing out her mouth.

“Yeah I’ll slow down” I roll my hips and fuck her slower and deeper

“No I mean.. I think I have to take a break..” She starts to push herself up.

I groan and pull out. What a fucking boner killer.

She flips over and bends over to suck me off, but I push her off.

“It’s okay.” I wave my hand. “Next time”

“But…” She reaches down again and I push her hand away. I grab my white tank from the floor and put it back on. As I look around for my shorts, I see her face expression change. She puts on her clothes in a haste and hurries out of my room with some tears in her eyes. Why is everyone I fuck so fucking full of drama?

Good riddance.

I lay down on my bed and put my hands behind my head.

I miss him. I know you want to hear me say it, so there it is. I miss him but…

I run my hair through my wavy hair to push it off my forehead and sigh to myself. I close my eyes and cool off from my fuck.

Forget about Jay. That’s over now.

I pick up my phone and scroll down my snapchat list to see which girl is online. I’m not getting blue balled tonight.

Aha. Charlotte. I position myself better to take a selfie, making sure to show off my bicep.

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From Louis’ POV

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I drop the barbell back onto the stand and stretch after my set of deadlifts. Not bad today. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

I love the lighting in the gym. It makes me feel like a fucking beast with my pump. I linger around the mirror for a little longer, posing a bit.

You know who would love a photo? Lucas, that little cockslut.

I snap a mirror photo to him. Immediately I see the “seen” mark appear on the screen, making me smirk. He’s been waiting.

I wait for his response, but there isn’t one.

“You still using this?” Some guy asks me in the gym

“No I’m good” I take my towel and sit down at a bench, staring at my phone

I hesitate for a moment, then I type

“Wanna fuck?”

Again, it’s immediately read, but he doesn’t respond.  I guess he’s busy. It’s a shame because I really am in the mood to fuck the brains out of someone right now. He’s got such a willing hole that can take all my long cock down.

I’m starting to stiffen up, so I decide to text Lucas again. I know he wants it. He loves to lick my feet all the way up to my cock. He worships this body I’ve worked so hard to get.

“Let me know” I send him a picture of my bulge in my gym shorts.

Read again. So weird. He usually replies right away.

I flip through my apps and scroll through social media to try to get rid of my boner, but it’s not going away.

I really want to fuck. Lucas has me gotten used to busting in a warm wet hole every day this last week.

I open up Grindr again, which I haven’t used since I met Lucas the first time. I glance around nervously, seeing if anyone is watching me.

Scrolling through quickly, I stop once in a while to admire some jacked guys. Gay guys really do put a lot of time in the gym and that has all my respect.

Wait.

Is that…?

He’s hard to miss with his platinum blond hair.

I click on Lucas’ profile

“Now. HMU. Big dicks +++ Muscle Worship +++”

Should I message him?

Well he didn’t want to talk to me. 

Or maybe he just didn’t get my messages, I convince myself.

I click on the “chat” button, but the app glitches on me. I swipe to close it and reopen it, and his profile is gone. Nowhere to be found.

A deep sense of embarrassment hits me to my core. I quickly put my phone away and jam it my shorts pocket, and go to the treadmill. I set it on high and start running fast.

Did I say something wrong? I wrack my brain to remember what happened last time. We fucked ….I came…he came…. I don’t think I did anything wrong?

Was I too rough? Was I not rough enough? It seemed fine to me.

My legs burn as I run at high speed, and I break out into a sweat.

du da da

3 little rising pings come out of my pocket. What the fuck is that?

I pull out my phone to see. When I unlock my phone, it brings me immediately to Grindr.

“Uptown. Door unlocked. Blind folded jock ready to take loads”

I swipe to his profile and see a picture of him with his eyes covered and a ball gag in his mouth.

“For real?” I text back

He pings me his location and some pictures of him naked. He’s pretty jacked. The only thing I don’t like about him is that he has a full beard.

“Coming?”

I need to fuck. And his ass looks nice and smooth.

“Yes” I text back.

I wipe my face real quick with my towel and head over to the location. It’s an apartment. I open up the app again and see that he sent me his code

“4…3…6…8” I mumble to myself as I punch the numbers in, hand trembling a bit. I can’t believe I’m doing this.

“318” His voice distorted

I go through the door and go in the elevator, nervously tapping my feet. I should text Jay about this. He might have some advice.

ding

I get to the third floor and get out of the elevator. I turn to the corner and scan the numbers…314 …..316…..318. I put my handle on the door and pull down. It’s open

I go in and close the door behind me, locking it by instinct. It looks like a regular apartment. A cat wanders by my feet before slinking away.

“He…” I clear my throat “Hello?”

“In here” I hear his voice from one of the rooms. I walk in that direction and push the ajar door open

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There he is….face down, ass up. Just the way he said. The only thing he has on is a black blindfold on. He turns his head to my direction before putting his head back down on the bed.

I approach and he arches his back in anticipation. Besides him on the bed is a bottle of lube and a condom.

I take a deep breath in. I’m nervous. Really fucking nervous. I rub my hands to warm them up

“Whatever you need to do… do it” He says into the bed

I drop my shorts and underwear and shuffle out of them. I open the bottle of lube and hold my soft dick with my left hand, and draw a line of lube on top of it. I grimace a bit at the cold sensation and I slide my hand around to make my cock slippery. Immediately I start to stiffen up.

He arches his back again. I grab his ass cheek with my right hand. Nice and firm. He works on his glutes and I appreciate that

“Come on…” He whispers into the bed. I line myself up and push. His hole gives way to my cock head and I sink into him easily.

“ohhhhhhh” He moans out in satisfaction as I sink in “Oh shit dude you’re hung”

I chuckle a bit. I’m not even half way in. I sink further in.

“OHH….OHH…OHHHH” His fists grab at the bed sheets.

I take mercy on him and leave about a fourth of my dick out in the cold. I pump out gently, getting used to the feeling of his hole. For someone’s who such a slut, he’s pretty tight.

“You can give me all of it” He groans out.

I smirk again. Well he asked for it. I plunge in

A high pitched whimper comes out of him and he squirms and tries to escape.

Nope. You asked for it. I hold his hips and keep myself balls deep in him. His hole twitches violently around me and I close my eyes to appreciate the feeling fully.

Then I feel his hole relax around my cock.

Good boy

I pump in and out him slowly, pushing my hand on the lower back. He pushes up on his arms and tilts his head back, arching his back even more. I fuck him harder and he starts moaning.

“You’re in so….oh my god…so deep” He says in between moans. I fuck him faster just for saying that. That’s exactly what I want to hear right now. I drill into him, and he takes it like the good little hole he is.

“Oh god…. jesus” His neck tilted back like that is making him groan out in a low tone.

So.

Fucking.

Hot.

I drill him, making full use of his hole. I make sure to go deep inside him every time, so he can feel every inch of my long hard cock.

I love willing holes. I love to make them MY willing holes.

I want to make it so they remember my cock. That their hole will never be the same after me. I pull my tanktop off since I’m breaking out into a sweat.

I fuck him hard, grunting with each powerful thrust into him

“Uh…UH….UHH” He groans in sync with my power thrusts

“I’m close” I pant out while I fuck

“Fuck me harder!! Harder!” He groans out, arching his back again

I slap his ass hard with my hand and grab it, making his skin red from my grip.

“You want it?” I pant out. So close! I fuck him everything I got

“Yes… YES …..YES” He moans out like a bitch in heat

“You ready for it????” I fuck him so hard his whole body is rocking back and forth on the bed. His hands are about to tear the sheets off from how hard he’s pulling at them.

“YES ….. YES….PLEASE…YES” He howls out

I tilt my head to the ceiling and push myself over the edge, letting myself cum.

“OH!” I hold back a loud moan as I shoot into him. I thrust into him again, feeling my cock explode with my pleasure.

“My …god…” I moan out with strain as I give him another deep thrusts, grinding into him. He collapses onto the bed from my weight, almost taking my cock out of him. I adjust and plunge deep inside him, placing my hands on either side of him as I finish out my orgasm. I keep myself in there, panting and rubbing my hands up and down his hot skin.

I pull my half hard dick out and look around the room. It’s just a normal room. Papers all over his desk and some photos on the walls. He’s got a collection of comics on the side.

“If you want you can take a shower. Otherwise, just close the door behind you”

I put my clothes on and get out of the door, heart racing with nervousness. As I get to the elevator, I sigh a breath of relief when the door closes.

My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out to check. It’s Jay

It’s some strange link … lovense something something….

Jay sent me spam?

My phone lights up with his name. He's calling me.

“Hello?”