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Trip to Brazil

As I hitchhike on the rural road in Brazil, the sun beats down relentlessly on my back, the oppressive heat making it difficult to focus on anything but the task at hand: finding a ride. The sound of a pickup truck approaching from the distance is music to my ears, and I can't help but feel a surge of hope as it pulls over beside me. The middle-aged Brazilian man who rolls down the window is not what I expected, but there's something about his rugged features and his confident gaze that make me feel strangely at ease. He speaks broken English, offering me a ride to the next town. Without hesitation, I throw my backpack into the bed of his truck and climb into the passenger seat beside him.

As we begin to drive, I can't help but notice the bulge in his pants, which seems to grow larger and more defined with every bounce of the truck on the uneven road. It's an oddly fascinating sight, and I can't seem to tear my gaze away from it. The man notices my interest and laughs, telling me in his thick accent that I should be more concerned with the road than his "little friend" back there.

Despite his warning, the sight of that bulge continues to beckon me, and as the minutes turn into hours, I find myself unable to resist the temptation to sneak a few more glances. Finally, the man catches me looking again and pulls the truck over to the side of the road. His expression is a mix of anger and amusement.

"You really can't help yourself, huh?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous. "You're going to keep staring at this, aren't you?"

Before I can reply, he leans over and grabs my head, forcing me to look directly at his crotch. His erection is massive, straining against the fabric of his pants. My heart begins to race as he positions my face closer and closer to his throbbing member.

"Then why don't you show it some attention?" he growls, his breath hot against my ear. "You can start by sucking on it."

Terrified but also unable to resist the primal urge to touch and taste him, I open my mouth and take him into my mouth. His saltiness is overwhelming, and the thickness of his shaft fills my mouth as I begin to suck. As I work him, his hands find their way into my hair, guiding my movements as he moans and curses in Portuguese. The truck begins to rock back and forth on its suspension, the rhythm of our encounter matching the bumpy road outside.

I can feel my own arousal building as I continue to pleasure him, my heart racing in my chest. The combination of fear and desire is intoxicating, and I find myself losing myself in the sensation of having this powerful man's cock in my mouth. As he nears his climax, he growls something in Portuguese and roughly grabs my hair, pulling my head off his lap just as he erupts, spilling his warm, salty cum down my chin and neck.

For a moment, I'm afraid he'll kick me out of the truck, but instead he pulls the truck back onto the road and continues to drive in silence. His erection has softened, but the bulge in his pants remains, a constant reminder of the power dynamic between us. As we near the next town, I can't help but wonder what he'll expect from me in return. A mix of fear and excitement churns in my stomach as I contemplate the possibilities.

I watch as he drives past the bus terminal that I had asked to be let out at, now unsure of where he was taking me . The tension in the truck is palpable, and I can't help but wonder what he'll do next. As we continue to drive, he finally breaks the silence, speaking in his thick accent.

"You know, I could just take you back to the bus station, or I could give you a place to stay for the night. But in exchange, I'd like you to do something for me." His voice is low and seductive, sending shivers down my spine. "Something that I think you'll enjoy."

He pulls the truck into a driveway leading up to a modest house on the outskirts of town. Getting out, he walks around to my side of the truck and helps me out as well. As we approach the front door, he reaches into his pocket and produces a key, unlocking the door with ease. He ushers me inside, leading me into a small bedroom at the back of the house.

"This is where you'll be staying tonight. Make yourself comfortable." His voice is still laced with desire as he turns to leave the room, closing the door behind him. I can't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement as I explore my new surroundings. The room is small but cozy, with a worn-out bed in the corner and a few framed photographs adorning the walls.

As I sit down on the edge of the bed, I begin to wonder what it is that he wants me to do for him. The memory of his rough hands forcing me to look at his erection earlier today comes flooding back, and I can feel my own arousal building once more.

I grab the towel off the small bed and undress heading towards the shower I saw as we walked through. I step into the small glass shower and begin to lather my body when I feel the hairy mass of the man enter behind me, filling the cramped space. He is naked and although he isn’t fully erect, his swinging mass of cock and balls slaps against my smooth skin causing me to jump.

He grabs my hair and pulls my head back, exposing my neck, then I feel his hot breath on my ear as he whispers something in his native tongue, his rough voice sending shivers down my spine. He pulls my body against him, grinding his hips against my ass, his cock teasing the entrance to my body. I arch my back, pressing my ass back against him in response.

As he continues to rub himself against me, his hands roam over my body, squeezing my teen boy pecs, pinching my nipples hard, making me gasp. I can feel my need for him growing with each passing moment, my body aching for his touch. He growls something else in his language and pushes me roughly against the glass door of the shower, the sudden pressure forcing a moan from my lips.

He begins to move, thrusting his hips hard against my ass, his cock sliding under my taint and obscenely appearing under my smooth taut balls.

"Ahhh, yes, that's it," he whispers, his breath hot and heavy on my neck. "You're so tight, so perfect." He reaches around and cups my hard, aching balls, squeezing them roughly in his hand. I gasp as pain and pleasure intertwine, my body arching involuntarily into his touch.

His thrusts become faster and harder, his body slamming against mine with each impact. I feel his cockhead press against my entrance, teasing me mercilessly. I moan, begging for him to push deeper. He groans in response, finally sliding home, filling me completely.

My head falls back against his broad shoulder as he begins to move inside me, his strong hands gripping my hips. I feel his length stretching me, each powerful thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He's so big, so thick, and he's fucking me so good.

I can feel the tension building inside me, a sweet ache beginning to spread through my lower abdomen. "Please," I manage to choke out between ragged gasps for air. "I'm going to cum."

He growls in satisfaction, his thrusts becoming even harder and faster. "Let it come," he says roughly, his voice thick with desire. "Let it all come out for me."

And then, with one final, powerful thrust, I feel my body convulse as I erupt around him, my hot cum spilling over both of us. He follows soon after, his voice ragged as he releases himself deep inside me. As we both catch our breath, he pulls out and turns me around, his strong arms wrapping around me, holding me close. I rest my head on his broad shoulder, feeling the warmth of his skin and the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear.

"That was... perfect," he whispers, his voice still shaky from the intensity of it all. "Thank you."

I smile against his skin, the taste of salt from my cum still lingering on my lips. "No, thank you," I manage to reply, feeling a newfound sense of gratitude and connection to this man who's given me this unforgettable night. "It was my pleasure.

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Irish rugby team

The lad, freshly 18 and on his first solo adventure, was lying on the creaky bunk, eyes closed and listening to music, trying to ignore 7 men roughhousing in the room around him. He was unfortunate enough to be sharing a bunk in a hostel with an Irish rugby team, celebrating a win with a few too many beers.

They had already dared each other to do some silly stuff, like downing a whole bottle of vodka, drinking out of a shoe and stripping and running into the hall. Now they were just talking, their accents thick and their laughter loud.

“Want a drink lad?” One of the men, his voice thick with an Irish accent, asked as he leaned against the boy's bunk. The boy, reluctantly removed his headphones and agreed, hoping this would get them to leave him alone.

“Close your eyes and open your mouth” the man says stepping towards the lad. “Fine”, he agrees and after a few seconds some strong whiskey is dripping into his open mouth. He swallows, opens his eyes and looks up, seeing the rugby guy’s thick soft cock just above his mouth and a bottle tipped; the fucker poured it down his cock and into the boys mouth. “Want another?” He asks, the room erupting in laughter. The boy, his cheeks flushing bright red turns over on the bed humiliated. The rugby player howls with laughter, grabbing him and saying “it was only a joke, come on, one more and no funny business this time”.

The boy reluctantly agrees. He closes his eyes, opens his mouth and then the drips of alcohol start but before he can swallow, two full hairy balls are lowered into his mouth, a long soft cock laying on his face. “Teabag cocktail” the rugby guy shouts as the room erupts into laughter. As the boy swallows the whiskey, he inadvertently suckles on the fuzzy nut sack in his mouth causing the rugby players dick to flex as he lets out a surprised moan.

“Did he suck em Connor?” Another player across the room asks, howling with laughter.

The boy's face is burning hot as the men around him erupt with laughter. He tries to turn his face but the man squats lower above him, dipping his low hanging balls in and out of his mouth. The boy can feel the weight of the man's cock as it glides over his cheek, thickening rapidly. The man above him pinches the boys nose, causing him to sputter and choke, sucking in the heavy balls in his mouth. The man groans despite himself, his cock jerking against the boys cheek.

“Wait! Lads got a fucking boner” another man shouts out from across the room, causing the entire group to howl with laughter. The man leaning over the boy, Connor, looks down and realizes the truth in the statement. He grins, his lips curling into a wicked smirk. "You like this, lad?"

The boy turns beet red and tries to turn away, trying to hide his embarrassment but he’s locked in place by Connor’s weight above him. The men around him, now fully aware of his arousal, seem to feed off each other's laughter. They close in, surrounding him like a pack of wolves.

Another pair of hands grab the boy, shucking down his shorts and shouts “look! He’s fucking hard”

The boy tries to pull away, kicking his feet and feeling a mix of shame and arousal as the men around him laugh and jeer. His cock, now free, stands at full attention, leaking pre-cum as the rugby player above him continues to squat up and down, dipping his hairy balls in and out of the teens protesting mouth. "Come on, lad," he says, his voice rough with desire. "You know you like it."

Another player, taller and broader than the rest, steps forward, his thick cock already half-hard as he looks down at the struggling boy. "I've got just the thing for you," he grins. He grabs one of the boys hands while pulling his cock out of his grass stained shorts and makes the boy feel his thick meat. “Pull me off, boy”.

The boy feels a mixture of humiliation and fear as he slowly wraps his hand around the broad, veiny shaft of the man's cock, the fleshy foreskin sliding back over a glistening plump head. His heart pounds in his chest as he pulls, watching the man's face twist in sick pleasure. He looks up, meeting the man's eyes for the first time, they’re glassy from the booze and have a sinister edge.

"That's it, lad," the man encourages, his voice low and rough. The rest of the men now watch on. The man squatting on the boys face pulls his balls free of the kids mouth and replaces it with his thick cock, pushing the length roughly down his throat. The boy chokes and coughs, tears streaming down his face as the hot flesh invades his mouth. The others gather around, some stroking themselves, others fondling the boys limbs. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, beer, and arousal.

The boy tries to pull away, but he's trapped, helpless beneath the weight of the men. His body is on fire, his arousal spiraling out of control as he's used like this. He can feel the rough hands groping at him, touching him in places he never thought possible. It's wrong, it's dirty, but he can't deny the pleasure that surges through him with each touch.

The man above him, Connor, looks down at the boy with a predatory grin. He slides his hand down the boy's chest, teasing at his nipple before roughly twisting it. The boy yelps, arching his back, but it only seems to fuel the men's lust.

An unknown hand slaps the boys ass as he lays there on his back, a cock in his hand and mouth. The hand slaps his ass again but lingers, a fat finger finding his tight hole and teasing it. The boy's body tenses as the finger presses inside him, the pain mixed with pleasure sending a shockwave through his body. He moans around the cock in his mouth, his hips beginning to move involuntarily.

The man above him, watching the boy's reactions, growls and roughly thrusts his hips forward, forcing his thick cock deeper into the boy's throat. The boy chokes, coughs, and sputters, his eyes watering from the pain and pleasure as he feels Connor's balls slapping against his face.

The finger in his hole is joined by another, these deft fingers, used to fingering a wet pussy are rough in the boys dry hole. He winces, but the sensation, foreign and forbidden, stirs something inside him.

The men around them moan and grunt, their movements growing more frantic as they watch the boy being used. The fingers are removed from his hole and he hears someone spit, before two spit slicked fingers are back inside him, deeper than before. There is no more laughter, just grunts and encouragement from the team. Connor’s cock picks up rhythm in the boys mouth as the boy feels weight on the bed below him. His shorts are pulled completely off as he feels hands at his hips and his legs are lifted. Before he can protest, something blunt and wide pushes against his opening, spreading him open.

The boy gasps, taking Connor’s cock impossibly deep, his lips clenched around the cock in his mouth as his asshole is split open. He tries to scream but Connor pummels the boys throat with his cock, making him gag. His body is aflame, every nerve ending on fire as he feels the thick cocks stretch him to the limit. He can feel the other men around him, their hot breath on his neck and their rough hands on his body. The boy's mind reels with the sensations, the pain and pleasure intertwining until he can't tell them apart.

Connor's thrusts grow more frantic, his hips slamming into the boy's mouth as he grunts and unloads down the boys gob, twitching and shuddering as he empties his load into the helpless teen. The boy gags and chokes, tears streaming down his face as the hot cum fills his mouth, spilling down his chin and dripping onto his chest. The thick cock in his hand thickens and flexes as the rugby player unloads all over the boys already cum slicked body, his asshole still being assaulted.

Connor climbs off the boy, tucking his softening cock back into his shorts as another cock replaces it and slides over the boys tongue. The boy looks around, dazed, at the circle of sweaty, grinning men surrounding him. He feels like he could faint from the pleasure and exhaustion. His body aches, his mouth is filled with the tang of cum and sweat, and his ass burns as the unknown cock seesaws in and out of him.

He’s gripped tightly around the waist as the cock inside him spews thick creamy load after load into his guts, as the man grunts and curses, his fat cock spawning against the boys prostate. The boys cock erupts with his own boy seed, showering his chest with his load despite himself.

The weight below him shifts and he feels the cock withdraw roughly from his hole, warm liquid seeping out of him and pooling beneath his ass cheeks.

The men continue to take turns on him, some fucking his mouth while others pound his ass, the steady stream of rough hands on his body keeping him hard. He’s dragged off the bed and onto the floor in the middle of the room and flipped onto his stomach. He sees Connor sitting in the corner, breathing heavily as he downs a can of beer, watching silently as his teammates use the lad.

The men’s rough hands continue to move over his body, tracing the lines of his ribs, his defined abs, the swell of his ass, the arch of his hip.

A hand slides between his shoulder blades, pushing him forward until his chest presses against the cool, hardwood floor. The boy tries to struggle, but it's useless against their strength. Another hand clamps down on the back of his neck, holding him still as a thick, veiny cock presses against his hole.

He feels a wetness at the tip, precum leaking out of the engorged head. The cock pushes into his ass, stretching him, tearing through the last of his defenses. It's big, much bigger than the others had been, and it slides in easily, almost too easily. There's a sharp pain, a burning sensation, and then he's full. The man behind him grunts in satisfaction as he begins to thrust, his hips slapping against the boy's ass.

The boy tries to move, to shift, but he's pinned down by the weight of the man's body. He can feel the other men in the room watching, their eyes boring into his back as they drink in the sight of him being used. He feels helpless, exposed. He tries to push back against the thrusting cock, but it's no use. He's left to writhe in the agony and ecstasy of being fucked.

The room is hot and close, the air thick with sweat and the smell of sex. The man behind him growls as he picks up speed, his hips slamming into the boy's ass with punishing force. The boy's body is a limp, yielding thing, unable to resist the brutal assault. He tries to clench his ass, to give some sort of control over the situation, but it's useless. The man's cock is too big, too hard, too determined.

With each thrust, the man curses, his hot stale breath fanning across the boy's neck. He grunts and moans, lost in his own pleasure as he uses the boy's body for his release. The boy can feel himself begin to come, his own orgasm building deep inside him, triggered by the relentless pounding. His body tenses, his muscles tightening reflexively around the intruding cock.

The man growls again, his hips snapping faster, harder. His cock throbs inside the boy, stretching him impossibly wide. And then, with a final, brutal thrust, the man comes, his hot seed spilling deep inside the boy's bowels. The boy's body is left quivering and sore, the taste of cum and sweat in his mouth as the man collapses, panting, onto his back.

The others in the room are dotted around the space, some already passed out while others continued to watch, each has now had a turn on the lad who lays there, used and discarded. His body is a mess of cum and sweat, his muscles sore and trembling. The man who took him last, still breathing heavily on his neck, mutters something and rolls off, his limp cock slipping from the boy's hole with a wet pop.

He tries to move, to roll over, but he's too weak and sore. He stares down at the floor, tears pricking at his eyes. He's shaking, both from the exertion and the cold air in the room. His body feels like one giant bruise, and every breath hurts. He's not sure if he can stand, let alone walk or run.

After some time the boy climbs to his feet and makes it to his bunk. Around him, the rugby team snore in their satiated sleep or go about their business like nothing happened. He catches Connor’s face across the room who gives him a cheeky wink.

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One of the benefits of taking spin class in an open-air gym was no one blinked an eye when you took off your tank. After all, the trade off for the vitamin D boost was the stifling humidity. But you were there to sweat, no pain no gain, etc. So you embraced the stickiness and powered through the ride. What you hadn't planned to embrace was the free show you were giving to the dozens of guys in the rows behind you. Your trusty pair of spandex had never failed you until today. A combination of the excess sweat and the gargantuan glute gains you made since taking up spinning left your tights completely sheer. While you were head down ass up powering through your workout you couldn't figure what was so funny in the back rows or what had so many guys on their phones. In due time you'd learn how you became the butt of the joke.

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All My Stories

My last chapter of Naval Tradition is coming. It will be my last story, but before then, I wanted to list my stories to date. These are the ones on Nifty. I’ve listed them by category starting with the newest ones first, since I think my writing has improved over the years. Fuck, just looking over the list… I’ve written a lot.

INCEST (dad-son) Naval Tradition (47) Horny Dad Tales #34: Dadfucker’s Club 5 Horny Dad Tales #30: Dad’s New Life Horny Dad Tales #29: Father’s Day Gifts Horny Dad Tales #28: A Little Help Horny Dad Tales #27: Marrying Up Horny Dad Tales #26: When the Admiral Comes Home Horny Dad Tales #25: Winter Break Horny Dad Tales #24: Carbon Copy Daddy Week 5 Horny Dad Tales #23: Father’s Day Card Horny Dad Tales #22: One on One Horny Dad Tales #20: Christmas Present Horny Dad Tales #19: Dads I’d Like to Fuck Horny Dad Tales #18 Kev and Mr. B Horny Dad Tales #17 Oral Fixation Horny Dad Tales #16 Sibling Rivalry Horny Dad Tales #15 Tapped Out White Collar Tales #11 Junior Prosecutor Horny Dad Tales #14 Becoming a Man Horny Dad Tales #13 Chief’s Boy Horny Dad Tales #12 Midlife Crisis Horny Dad Tales #11 Troop and Son Horny Dad Tales #10 Away At College Horny Dad Tales #9 Panic Room Horny Dad Tales #8 Felch Fest Induction Horny Dad Tales #7 Football Dads Horny Dad Tales #6 Shoeshine Horny Dad Tales #5 After the State Tournament Horny Dad Tales #4 Punisher Punished Horny Dad Tales #3 Camcorder Horny Dad Tales #2 The Poker Game Horny Dad Tales #1 Halloween Costume The Meetup Airman Orgy Night Call Parents’ Weekend (12) Unforgettable Workout Game of Doubles After Football Practice

INTERGENERATIONAL (including dad-son roleplay) Horny Dad Tales #35: Dadfuckers Club 6 Horny Dad Tales #31-3: Dadfuckers Club 2-4 Horny Dad Tales #21: Dadfuckers Club 1 White Collar Tales #23: Regatta Dad Daddy Week 1-4 You Don’t Know Jack (with jhtravus) Daddy Issues (5) White Collar Tales #19: Power Lunch Meet the Players White Collar Tales #3 Senator’s Aide Spring Cleaning My Lover’s Dad

JOCKS AND COACHES Reconnecting With Coach Meet the Players A Day in the Life of a Town Football Star (11) Bait and Switch Working with My Star Wrestler Jock Ass Lover End of Baseball Season Team Reward (13) After Football Practice

FRATERNITY Cooling Off With the UPS Guy SAE Action

PRO/FAMOUS ATHLETES Kuechly’s Best Bud National League Bromance QB Bottom Party (3) QB Club Retreat QB Club Charity Challenge Post Season Party Spring Break With Gannon SEC Spring Break Peyton’s Place Justin Gets Some Wood Homerun Stud

MALE PREGNANCY Cornell, TX (17) The Callahan Clan

WHITE COLLAR GUYS/SUIT SEX White Collar Tales #23 Regatta Dad White Collar Tales #22 Power Play Donor’s Circle White Collar Tales #21 Executive Bait White Collar Tales #20 Man on the Street White Collar Tales #19 Power Lunch White Collar Tales #18 Myrtle Beach Afternoon White Collar Tales #17 Getting through B School White Collar Tales #16 Executive Compensation White Collar Tales #15 Birthday Comes Early White Collar Tales #13 Executive Booty Call White Collar Tales #12 Midtown Fuckbuddy White Collar Tales #11 Junior Prosecutor White Collar Tales #10 Boss’s Cabin White Collar Tales #9 Holiday Office Party White Collar Tales #8 Mentoring Program White Collar Tales #7 Starting Out White Collar Tales #6 Financial District Barber White Collar Tales #5 Late Train on the Metro North White Collar Tales #3 Senator’s Aide White Collar Tales #2 The Nineteenth Hole White Collar Tales #1 Brokers in Heat Big Jack

MARRIED GUYS White Collar Tales #22 Power Play Jeff’s Bachelor Vacation (5) White Collar Tales #16 Executive Compensation White Collar Tales #15 Birthday Comes Early White Collar Tales #14 Boating Opportunity White Collar Tales #13 Executive Booty Call White Collar Tales #12 Midtown Fuckbuddy White Collar Tales #9 Holiday Office Party White Collar Tales #4 Boys’ Night Out Ranger John Big Jack

COPS Daddy Week 4 Horny Dad Tales #13 Chief’s Boy Horny Dad Tales #11 Troop and Son Horny Dad Tales #6 Shoeshine Horny Dad Tales #1 Halloween Costume Cadet Takes a Ride Cop Cadet Precinct Visit The Officer and the Quarterback

MILITARY Naval Tradition (47) Showing Private the Ropes Drill Sergeant Gets Drilled

HOOKUPS Jock Ass Lover Friday Night Pickup Fucked By a Pro

Numbers after title are the number of chapters.