As Brad drove home, the feelings of shame and disgust began to overwhelm him. He hated that he enjoyed being fucked by guys like Sam so much. He hated that he was so turned on by that kind of depravity. He wished he could get over this kink/fetish of his and that he would never have to go with another man like that. But then he saw in his head the image reflected in the mirror of himself on all fours with the revolting Sam fucking him relentlessly from behind, and immediately his dick was hard again and beginning to leak precum.
It was hopeless. He would be crawling to another fat old man before he knew it. He couldn’t help himself. He loved degrading himself that way much more than he hated it.
“Oh well,” Brad thought to himself. “As long as no one ever finds out about my dirty little secret.”
End of Chapter 1. To be continued