I used to spend a lot of time on Gaydar but nowadays it is just not the same anymore. But there is one encounter where a flashback alone instantly turns me on.
People had those accounts with a link to their partners account. They were either in an open relation or they were looking for a threesome. One of those guys started chatting with me one day. His profile picture was one of both their cocks laying next to each other on the edge of a kitchen table.
According to both their profiles they were looking for a threesome. The guy who was chatting with me eventually started hinting more and more that he wanted a one-on-one. I had a look at both their profiles before he approached me. His partner's profile picture was less discreet and showed his face.
The funny part was that I happened to know them. I saw them often in the local bar. Never spoke to them however because they looked a bit odd and dodgy. Because the one had reddish hair I could easily identify the cocks on the kitchen table.
There was one big one, rather huge, and one small one. The big one belonged to the redhead. It was however the small one chatting to me. From what I have seen it was clear the redhead was very dominant in the relationship. He was also older and I considered my chat his toy boy.
I didn't want to get involved there and held the boat off. He kept contacting me and sent me pictures of him wanking saying he was thinking of me. To me it seemed he was looking for a way out of his relationship. Yet another reason for me to think twice.
It became clear the boyfriend with the big cock was as I expected. Grumpy, rough and abusive. In the bar I noticed he never said a word. Their relationship was a disaster. So one day I 'winked' the rough guy with the big cock. Why not? One-on-one with him I could do.
I didn't feel bad about it. My chat was prepared to go behind his back, hard to feel sorry for him. And I am a submissive bottom. What must I do with a weak and insecure who is also bottom? So I ended up chatting with both without them knowing I chatted with the other too.
Peter, the redhead, did not sent any dick pics. I don't think he realized or cared that I might have checked his toy boy's profile. Our chats were short. He never asked for pics from me either. He couldn't care less. So one day he simply asked if I wanted to fuck that morning and I just replied with a yes.
I knew from the chats with his toy boy he was at work so me and big cock had their house all for ourselves. Brilliant. I showered and got ready. Twenty minutes later I rang the bell. He opened and checked me out. 'Oh, it's you,' he said and let me in.
We sat down in the lounge without saying a word. Then after a rather uncomfortable silence he asked if I wanted to go to the bedroom. Not even offering a drink! But I just said 'Sure. Let's go.' We got up and I followed him to their big messy bedroom.
He immediately started taking his clothes off and I followed his example. He got a little bit of a smile on his face when he noted my cock cage but didn't say anything about it. He went to lay on the bed on said 'Poppers are in the draw there. I don't want.' I brought my own anyway and took some.
His cock was rock hard already. Now he got more verbal. 'Come here and suck.' I liked this. 'Call me slut if you want,' I said as I climbed on the bed and started sucking him right away. He grabbed my head and pushed it down hard. This was very much so not gently that I started gagging, but he would not let go.
This set the tone of how things were going to be and I liked it. His cock was huge but divine and I didn't mind the gagging at all. Things got rougher as he was exploring how far he could go. I let him, this was one of my fantasies. I wanted to explore myself too.
He lifted my head and as he got up he slapped my face. 'You fucking slut!' I was in a state. I wanted more. He stepped off the bed and grabbed me by the throat. Pulling me down on my back he positioned me and his cock went back in. I did not resist.
He fucked my throat. Gagging, saliva everywhere. He didn't care about me gagging, and neither did I. He slapped my face, my upper body, wherever he could reach, including the cage. I knew he was going to fuck me with his big cock and used as much saliva I could collect to lube my hole.
A break. I think he was close, that's why he stopped. I used the moment gratefully to popper up. Although I was sure I didn't really need it. Fuck, I was so horny. He came to lay down on his tummy next to me. I asked, 'Anything I could do for you?'
'Lick my ass,' he said. He spread his legs and I saw his apparently shaved hole waiting for me. I moved in behind him, spread his buttocks and obediently let my tongue work his ass. He rubbed his ass in my face and funny enough I was the one that started moaning.
He turned over on his back and lifted his legs. Now I had his ass and his glorious cock in front of me. I couldn't resist taking his cock. He couldn't resist pushing it straight down again. Eventually my throat surrendered. No more gagging, just his cock in there moving around anyway he wanted. 'Yes, slut. Swallow my cock....'
After a bit he got close, pulled my head of again and got off the bed. I took the opportunity to recover and again popper up. I asked if he had now given up. I got on my knees and pointed my, by then very wet, ass towards him. 'Fuck me, please.'
I felt a hard slap on my ass before I felt his cock enter. Oh, how I was longing for this. 'Oh yes, fuck me.' And he did. He fucked hard, slapped my ass, grabbed me by the throat. I kept the poppers close to have the occasional top-up. He fucked me so hard it got painful at times but it only added to the horniness.
Then he pulled out anf threw me over on my back. He climbed over me with his cock over my face. I opened my mouth as he wanked and I tasted his cum in my mouth. 'Swallow bitch,' he moaned. It was a lot but I did.
He leaned forward and rubbed his cock in my face before he got up. I took the opportunity to suck his balls.
He left for the shower, without a word. When he was still in there after a minute or two I decided I would join him. I wanted more. His cock looked beautiful flaccid. I stepped into the shower and went on my knees.
I sucked it hard again. He fucked my throat again, and my ass, even rougher then earlier. This time pumping his load deep inside my ass. I was laying on the bed afterwards for a while, recovering. Shaking all over, bruises and a stretched out hole. What a beautiful morning.
This story had an unexpected follow-up. About a week later the threesome with my original chat actually happened. Maybe later.
