twisted-talez: It’s an addiction. I’ll admit it. It was just an innocent thing in colleg
twisted-talez: It’s an addiction. I’ll admit it. It was just an innocent thing in college. It started with a few frat brothers, who I fucked only when I was drunk and only when I couldn’t score pussy. I told myself it would stop when I got married. And it did. For about a month. But pussy isn’t ass. It just isn’t. And there’s just something so deliciously primal about two guys fucking, an intensity that cannot be matched. So I started fucking guys again, but only when away on business. But soon that wasn’t enough. I needed more. And then I discovered these faggots at the gym who love taking married cock. It’s just too easy. My wedding band is like catnip to them. I bring these faggots home on my lunch break, when my wife is at work, and give them the married dick they crave. The faggot today rode me reverse cowboy. I pounded the shit out of him as he bounced up and down on my big cock until I seeded his hole. The faggot loved my cock and asked to see me again, but it won’t happen. If I wanted monogamy, I’d fuck my wife. That’s the thing about addiction — you’re always chasing the next high. Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link