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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is what I remember of a horny evening sometime around 1984 involving two guys and possibly someone else....
A bit about me firstly. I'd started early, having sex with guys. I had girlfriends in my teens but it never went anywhere. It was just so much easier and cheaper to meet a bloke! I mean, I didn't have to go on dates, do all those things girls like, etc.
I don't remember me having a particularly big dick and I was skinny as anything in those days, but I was almost addicted to sex and seemed to be able to have encounters a few times a week, mainly with local men from around the suburbs of Liverpool and around St Helens, sounds sordid but mainly in public loos. Call me ignorant but I didn't know there were gay bars and clubs, I just thought some blokes have sex with other blokes and meet in toilets!
One evening, I was in the Fusilier Pub in Prescot, which used to be popular with young drinkers in Prescot, I had no problems buying my first pint in there when I was 15. I noticed a couple of older men sat at a table looking at me every now and then. When I say older, I was 19 so most people where older! They were probably early 30s and quite handsome, fit blokes. I was careful not to look too long at guys, I was in the closet and it wouldn't've been wise to be stare too long at another bloke. I went to the loo in the pub and one of the guys came in after me. He nodded and said hello and I just kept my head down, finished my piss and went back to finish my pint and left. I had no idea that these two guys wanted to pick me up.
Across the road, there was a public loo, not usually open in the evening, but as I noticed the door was open, I popped in just to see if anyone was in there. Almost straight away, the two blokes from the pub followed me in and stood either side of me at the urinal. I almost crapped myself. Had I looked at them the wrong way? Were they gonna beat the shit out of me? I was stood there, with my cock out and was about to zip it up and run for it when one of the guys showed me his cock, then I looked at the other guy and he was wanking his cock as well.
"You got a girlfriend?" said one of them
"yes, what you asking me that for?" I said nervously.
"You want to come and have some fun with us?" said the other one.
"what'd you mean? Where do you live?" I asked.
"Sutton Manor, my house for some cock fun. You like sucking and being sucked?"
"Er, yeah ok. You got a car?"
In the car on the way, there was an uncomfortable silence for a while. One kept asking about what I did with my girlfriend. Id been going out with a girl from school, but we weren't having sex, just going out for drinks and being mates really. When I said she wouldn't go down on me I was nearly being truthful, and that was why I went with blokes as they sucked my cock. They said they were coal miners at Sutton Manor colliery. Mmm, horny, I thought.
They were very fit, they stripped off in the front bedroom of a small terraced house, not much talking but when one said something, he was keeping his voice down. I thought, was there someone else in the house? They had me lay down on the bed in the middle, and they knelt either side of me, pulled my underpants down and started to get me hard, gripping my cock with large, strong hands and wanking them selves and hardly noticing each other. Both had massive tools, big heavy balls and one was circumcised, the other was dripping with precum. They asked me again about sex with my girlfriend and if she had sex with me with other guys. I started getting a bit nervous. Were their wives nextdoor?
One of the guys moved to kneel over me, straddling me and his large cock was pressed down towards my mouth and I started sucking it, which got me rock hard. I could only look up at the fit manly chest and flat stomach of the guy pounding my face. The other guy started wanking me and sucking me every so often. I could've swore I heard the door open, but one of the miners had hold of my head over my ears and was getting very forceful with his pounding of my mouth. My cock was responding as it would and I was getting wanked and sucked, sometimes hard and sometimes with an amazingly gentle and teasing tongue. It was brilliant, I had a couple of fit masculine miners, one fucking my face and the other sucking on my rock hard cock, I could only last about 20 minutes before I shot my load. It went everywhere and I swore I heard a woman's voice say something. The guy kneeling over me pulled his cock out of my mouth and wanked his cock, his balls hitting my chin as he shot his load and it dribbled down onto my face, he pushed his fingers into my mouth, letting some of his hot cum drip down his fat fingers onto my tongue. He glanced behind him a moment and then jumped off me.
One said he'd run me back home, it'd have to be quick as their wives were coming back from bingo soon. I pulled on my pants and shirt and off we went. It was incredibly horny and I'd had a fine time. No numbers or names exchanged, I didn't think that it would lead to a regular meet.
Back home, I walked through the living room, past me ma, sat there knitting and watching the telly, barely noticing me and went upstairs to wash my cock and clean my teeth. Oh, I thought as I stretched my cock over the edge of the sink to wash it, is that Lipstick on my cock? I rubbed at it and it certainly was lipstick. Seems like I'd been sucked off by a miner AND his girlfriend. I instantly got hard again at the thought of being hoodwinked into having sex with a woman like that. Unfortunately, I never met those guys again and the colliery was soon closed down.
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