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    Bi-Sexual Male / 36

    Back then in ancient times I used CL to find a party with whom we could get together and get some M4M time. It was all under cover, as I am married and have a family and all. It is just that for a very long time I have enjoyed being a man's bitch for the night.

    As it went I had this man that I hooked up with, we used code to signal each other and then agree on where to meet. The last few times we met on this service road of the utility company that was closed off to traffic. We got around the barrier with our 4X4 vehicles and spent some quality time together under the moonlight by the utility pond.

    But CL died and I lost track of him and I had a harder and harder time hooking up. I tried various means, including public bathrooms at the park and the stadium. But nothing like my friend. I need to be the bitch, and finding someone who can make me a bitch is hard.

    In any event, one night when my wife was gone for the weekend with a girl's trip I got bored and went out and took my Jeep and I gravitated back towards the utility road and went around the barrier and drove up to the pond. I was there for a couple of hours, I tried masturbating but it just wasn't in me that night, so I lay on my hood remembering the good times.

    A cop woke me up and we had a 'discussion'. He was a total asshole and he wanted to haul me in for trespassing. He had me leaning against my Jeep and he was pressing his point about me being there without permission and I said in as matter of fact way as I could, that I would suck him off, suck him until he was dry and swallow it all if he just forgot that he had seen me there.

    Prove it, that is what he wanted to so I got down on my knees and undid his belt and pants and started to suck his cock. He wasn't normal, he had a large cock, certainly larger than any cock I had sucked. I sucked him as hard as I could and I used my hand to jerk him off and it took quite a bit but he didn't cum. I told him to fuck me, fuck me dry, make it hurt. I got my pants down to my ankles and bent over 90 degrees and held onto the fender of the Jeep and he ran me through, tore me up literally and fucked me until he was dry. He left me there, swabbing my asshole with my hand. I drove home and took an ice cube in a handkerchief and held it up to my asshole, it helped and when I looked at the handkerchief it was covered in bright blood.

    From then on I carried lube with me and lubed myself up before going out to the pond. When he saw me drive around the barrier he followed me and I sucked him dry many nights and the nights he wouldn't cum he fucked me until he was dry. I was a dipshit bitch for him, he never asked my name and I never asked for his. I just kept going back to the utility pond and three or four times out of ten he was there and I got what was coming to me. Except lately I haven't seen him. I don't want to go back to looking for trouble in public bathrooms, mostly homeless guys at 2 a.m.

    #44939 — Comments (0) — Jun 19, 2019 at 6:43 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.

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