The Adventures of Dom: Trash Panda

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It was 6 in the morning on a Saturday, and I was lying awake in bed, my stables bare. What I mean by that is that I found myself without any of my regular morning boys to call over. They were either unavailable or had proven to be unreliable enough that we had lost touch. So I found myself as I often do when I can’t sleep, laying in bed with a hard-on, trying to find a boy to take care of me.

More often than not, the efforts of my searches are fruitless, and I am left to take care of myself before moving on with my day. But it would seem luck was with me this day - a cute boy on Scruff sent me a woof. He was local, awake, and into all the right things - mainly being a cumdump sub bottom. We started chatting, quickly exchanged pics, and before I knew it I was out the door and on my way to his place.

You can tell I was rather desperate since I was willing to go to him instead of making him come to me. It had been a few weeks since my last really good fuck. I don’t just mean decent sex, I mean the kind of fuck that goes on for at least an hour and leaves you both sweaty and sore messes by the time you’re done. The kind where you spend the rest of the day feeling really really fucked out, just totally sated. That’s what I needed.

I arrived at his place just after 6:30. The sky was still dark and the roads still mostly empty. After texting him that I was there, he told me to meet him at the back door to the house, in the garage. He met me there and let me in, and beckoned me immediately into his bedroom, right next to the back door. I would learn later that he lived with a number of straight roommates. Love a slutty boy who sneaks his dick appointments in and out of the house.

I didn’t let us get too deep into small talk before I start stripping myself down. He followed suit, only wearing a pair of shorts himself over a bright red jock. I very quickly grabbed him and pulled him into me, going in for a kiss while my hand snaked around to grab and smack his ass. He’s a good kisser, and he moaned into my mouth when my fingers began seeking out his hole.

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Daddy D, Part 6

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It was a Friday night and I was hanging out at home with my roommate and Daddy D. Daddy and I had continued to see each other when we could though I think we were both realizing the realities and limits of our situation. Still, when we did see each other, we always had an amazing time together.

Tonight was a quiet evening. I had moved out, into a place with much more tolerable roommates. We were hanging out in the living room together, watching TV and smoking some pot. Daddy was friends with my new roomie, Brian. He introduced us. in fact, and it wasn’t long before the flirting started.

Brian was bigger than me, both in height and weight. A fuzzy bear of a guy, Daddy certainly knew where to keep the cute ones. He was sitting in between the two of us on the couch, in a t-shirt and shorts. I was similarly dressed, and Daddy was in jeans. The show we were watching had just wrapped up, and it seemed Brian had an idea of what to do with the rest of our night.

“Well now that that’s over…you guys wanna come upstairs?” Brian coyly asked us.

Did we ever.

“Lead the way,” Daddy answered before I had a chance.

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Hotel Breeding

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This story begins like many others: I was horny.

It was a Friday and work was going particularly slow, so I was on my phone hunting for some after-work booty. All my regular boys were tied up, and not in a good way, so I was stuck searching for someone new.

I didn’t have to look long before a cute cub, I’m calling him SlutCub for now, was hitting me up on Scruff. Short haired, fuzzy, and submissive, he was in town for work and staying at a hotel near my office. We talked for a bit, discussing specifics and kinks, and set up a meeting time after work. Once I was done at the office I drove right over.

I walked in and made my way to the elevator. I always wonder if the hotel employees can tell why I’m there when I just walk past them and make for the elevators. Wouldn’t stop me even if they did, of course. As I walked the halls I passed gaggles of teenagers, presumably here for some sort of school conference; no idea what’s going on in the rooms next to theirs.

The door was open and as I let myself in I was greeted with the site of a boy ass up on the bed, naked from the waist down. I shut the door behind me and kicked off my shoes as I approached him. I grabbed his ass with one of my hands and gave it a firm smack. I stood there, squeezing and kneading his cheeks for a few moments, before dropping to my knees in front of it.

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Daddy D, Part 4

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Our cuddle break eventually turns into a groping and kissing break, after we catch our breaths. Everything still felt so good, I was perfectly content to let Daddy guide me through whatever he wanted to do next. Once he’s ready, Daddy extracted himself from the bed once more.

After first making sure we were both still well hydrated, he again opened his duffle bag of goodies. He wasn’t looking for much - just something to fasten my cuffs together. Returning to me, he attached my cuffs together and flipped me onto my stomach.

Daddy at first covered my body with his own, taking the opportunity to again bite and mark up my neck and shoulders. I wanted to wear his marks forever. Then he began to work his way down my back; reaching my ass first with his hands, and then his mouth. Roughly kneading and squeezing my cheeks, he spread my ass to tease my hole, gently blowing air over it. Then he dove in, tongue first.

I love getting rimmed. Contrary to popular belief, a lot of tops enjoy having their asses played with. I just don’t enjoy when you try to stick something more than a tongue in there. Tease and rub the outside of my hole to your heart’s content - it feels great. But any boy who tries for more is gonna get some sense spanked into him real quick.

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Daddy D, Part 3

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Christmastime was here, and I was looking forward to unwrapping a daddy shaped present. It had been a couple of weeks since our fun in the park, and I was very eager to see Daddy D again. Finally, we had managed to find a good time for the both of us. His place would be empty, and I would be able to spend the night.

And spending the night was important because the plans we had made would require a small amount of recovery time afterward. Daddy D had gotten his hands on some MDMA, also known as molly or ecstasy, and we were going to take some and spend all night fucking our brains out. I had done molly a handful of times before, though always in a more casual setting - never sexual. After hearing some of the things people had told me about having sex while rolling I was pretty excited to try it myself. MDMA is probably the “hardest” drug I’d ever be willing to do, and even then very sparingly and under certain circumstances. This just happened to be one of those circumstances.

I packed an overnight bag and headed over to his place. After I parked, Daddy lead me inside and straight into his bedroom. I set my bag down and got comfortable, taking off my shirt. Daddy came over and began to kiss me, taking off his own shirt before sitting on the bed.

“You ready for a fun night, cubby?” He asked as he reached over to his nightstand.

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Pupping Out Down Under

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I love traveling. It’s something I’ve only started to be able to do recently and I have been taking full advantage. This past December I took my first international flight in decades - to Australia. In addition to just wanting to visit this beautiful country, I had someone special there I wanted to see, my little brother.

Not my actual little brother, mind you. I mean little brother in the kink sense. Like a daddy and son dynamic, but instead we are big brother/little brother. So lots of teasing, joking around, and “bullying” going on between us.

And by bullying, I mean bullying his ass with my dick.

My little bro is cute, tall, furry, lanky, awkward-like-a-puppy-who’s-too-big-for-his-own-body, adorable, otter of a boy. I had known him for a couple of years, having met through a 3rd person online and instantly bonded. We talk all the time, tell each other everything, and as I was pleased to confirm during my visit, are intensely sexually compatible.

It had been a few days since I arrived (plenty more to tell you about later), and the two of us were relaxing in the small apartment I had rented, content to just enjoy each other’s company for the day. We were, of course, wearing only our jocks, as we had been doing whenever we were alone during my stay.

With my overactive libido, it didn’t take much for us to frequently end up in bed together. Bed not actually required. My little bro had quite the talented mouth and accommodating hole on him, and I made sure to make use of them whenever the mood struck me. He was more than happy to oblige and help his big brother out.

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Weekend With Jay, Part 1

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It was a Friday evening and I had just finished working out. Jay was on his way over to spend the weekend with me and I was awaiting his arrival in my room. We had plans to go to the beach together on Saturday but hadn’t committed to anything else just yet. Personally, I didn’t really expect us to leave the bedroom much. Jay likely didn’t either.

Once he arrived, I introduced him to my roommates before taking him upstairs to unload his things. I was far more interested in unloading in him, so I sent him to the shower to clean up and clean out. As I eagerly waited for him to emerge, I set out the lube, poppers, and other implements near the bed for easy access. I also made sure to get a glass of water, because I knew we would be dehydrated by the time we were through.

Jay finished showering and joined me in my room. With a smile, I pat the spot on the bed next to me.

“Get over here boy,” I told him.

“Yes sir, daddy,” he replied happily before cuddling up to my side.

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New Pup

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Apparently this one posted to Nifty, but not here! Enjoy an extra story this week if you haven’t already read.

It was late one night when I first met a new pup, Leo. I was at a family event and chatting on Growlr, waiting for an acceptable moment to leave. You know, normal gay culture. A cute Latino cub, he and his husband lived nearby. Neither of them had much experience with kink, but were very interested in trying. Now, normally I’m a little hesitant to get involved with someone “new” to kink. Obviously, it’s important that the two of you can trust each other, and I’ve also had a few bad experiences with people who overestimated their interest. They don’t understand that when I say I’m going to tie them to my bed and fuck them stupid… they’re actually going to be tied down and fucked stupid.

But something about this pup was calling to me. So, once I can leave, I grab a Lyft and head to his place instead of going back to mine. I reach their apartment in the early evening, and Leo and I make our introductions after he let me in. His husband was working that night, so it was just be the two of us this time. Still, two new pups to play with.

Leo had rolled a few blunts for us, so I spark one up while as chatted. I don’t partake in a lot of substances, and you should always make sure you are in the right mindset and able to give proper consent when you are about to engage in some kinky play, but we wouldn’t be getting into anything too heavy, and weed just makes me really cuddly and handsy. Leo didn’t seem like he’d complain about that. As we smoked, we asked about each other’s personal lives, work, and kink. We had spoken earlier about some of what we were into, but I was still trying to read what it was Leo was looking for. I don’t think he even knew himself.

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Married Cub, Part 2

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It had been a couple of months since I first met Rick & E at their pool party over the summer. During those months E and I met up a few more times so that I could make use of his mouth and ass. I was able to make it over once during the day, when it was just the two of us, fucking him in his marital bed once more, though with less of a time limit. Another evening, I brought over a friend and Rick watched as the two of us took turns using E’s ass.

Overall it was a lot of fun, but I was still feeling like I hadn’t really been able to show him exactly how capable I am in the bedroom. I needed to get him over to my place the next time. Want that home-field advantage. So, once we figured out a good night for the both of us, Rick sent E right over to service his daddy.

There was no need for introductions or pleasantries when he arrived. I let him in the door and led him straight up to my room. I sat down on the bed and looked over at him.

“Strip,” I told him, eyeing him hungrily.

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Jay

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One fall, and I was spending the weekend at a local gay campground. If you’ve never been to a gay campground, I highly recommend it! Especially the ones that are clothing optional. Which, if you know me, you’ll know that this was one of those places. In addition to all your standard camping accommodations, they also had a pool and a few bars on the grounds. There’s also the forest trails and an afterhours “club” which are basically just covers for people to hook up.

I had just gotten out of the pool to refresh my drink and use the bathroom. As I got back in to rejoin my friends, someone callS out to me. Well, I kinda assume they mean me, since it was just a “hey.” Turning to look I see a cute, caramel-skinned cub smiling at me. I smile back and decide my friends could wait for me just a little longer. I sidle over to his side of the pool where he and one of his friends were hanging out.

We make introductions and I can tell that the cub, Jay, is a little tipsy. Not drunk by any means, but his smile has a hint of that goofiness you see in someone who’s feeling a little buzzed. He tells me he thinks I’m very cute, and I tell him he’s cute right back. He’s a little bigger than me, with tan skin all over. Short brown hair and a nice scruffy face, and that face is just adorable. His friend isn’t half bad either.

I can feel the alcohol doing its job as we flirt back and forth. There’s a little touching and some minor groping, but we keep it PG for now. As PG as you can while being naked and half erect in a pool, I guess. Eventually though, I needed to get back to my friends. Before I left, Jay, his friend, and I made plans to get together in just a little while. They tell me the location of their campsite, and we decide that I’ll meet them there later. Then, we will walk down to the trails together and…see what happens. I swim back over to my friends, cute bears in their own right, but with my mind still mostly occupied with Jay and the things I wanted to do to him.

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