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4 days ago
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In a fuck bar some years ago there were these gory holes big enough for a mans ass to be slotted through it, and you couldn't see whose ass it was as all you could see was the ass. I was extra horny and just walked up to one ass and put my dick against it, and the ass wriggled, as I entered and plunged the whole of my 8 inch cock deep into it. It groaned from the other side of the wall. I fucked deep and slow, taking my cock right out before plunging it right back in, deeply. Then I pulled out and went to the next ass protruding through another hole,and just fucked that hole as well. No idea what these guys looked like and could have been real ugly dogs but I didn't are, It was the hole through the hole I was more interested in plugging, and plug I did. Great anonymous fun. Terry

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Went to see a prient one time when I was a sex worker. He wanted me to strip before him as he sat in a chair in his robes. I slowly stripped naked and stood before him, semi hard.

He looked me up and down as I just stood there in all my beauty. 3 days a week at the gym made me proud of my body and my superb equipment which was getting harder and harder. He stared up and down my body and his hand was in his pocket, clearly through to his dick. I just stood there - statuesque standing while he played with himself under his robes. He was in his mid thirties, bearded and a hot man, sworn to celibacy by his church and not allowed to touch me in a sexual manner. As he fumbled with himself I said ' You like what you see ?' He just mumbled ' Mmmm sure.'

I followed with 'You like looking at naked men ?' He again mumbled a YES without even taking his eyes off my cock, which by now I was playing with.

He watched intensely as I slowly wanked my dick, stepping closer and closer to him as he sat on the chair. I could see he was close - so I wanked my dick real hard and came - shooting right in the air and all over his clean back robes. He presumably came as well, under his robes as he groaned and he actually said 'Forgive me Sweet Jesus.' - to which I just smiled and I stood there in all my manhood, proud and upfront, and he smiled and said ' Well you are a fine example of God's making John, you really are.'

Nothing else much was said. He handed me the £100 agreed, gave me a £25 tip and said how much he appreciated my discretion. I dressed as he sat and watched my every move.

This was to become a regular thing, visiting him and him staring at my naked body as I slowly wanked for him. Sometimes I would take another guy with me, and we would both play with each others dick while he watched. He never touched. Just watched. One time I even put on a full suck and fuck show with another guy while he watched, mumbling prayers under his breath the whole time. His eyes were always glued to the action as he wanked himself under his robes.

Eventually the church moved him somewhere else and we lost touch.

I thought I was his favourite. Once a week I got to have sexual relations with my local priest in his vestry.

We would get naked, play with each others cocks and wank each other off.

He was probably 45 and I was a choir boy.

I thought I was special.

It seems many other choir boys were just as special as I was.

I was not alone and that saddened me as I thought he saw me as special.

I loved those wanking sessions and he was the first man to ever wank me off.

I loved those sessions. I was living in an orphanage / care home with little affection or intimate care and this was just Heaven to me. Someone taking the time to just be with me, alone, and my fantasies were fulfilled.

Eventually I was fostered with a family miles away and it all stopped. I still wank thinking of Father Jones all these decades later. B.S.