A gay adult sex story: Gay Revenge Pt 1 by Bellerophon69 ,
My marriage was not going well since my second wife’s rich parents died, she had inherited a lot of money and we both soon developed a heavy Cocaine habit. I was craving real cock so badly! I still had several gay friends I kept in touch with, one of them had been a gay escort back when you could still advertise in the newspapers for them, I knew he was with someone but I figured he might still be in touch with someone who still turned tricks and maybe he could hook me up. They did…
Gay Revenge Pt 1My marriage was not going well since my second wife’s rich parents died, she had inherited a lot of money and we both soon developed a heavy Cocaine habit. There was plenty of money for fun with each other coming in from their business and the inheritance but we spent less time together since she was also hooked on Quaaludes. She would spent two or three days up partying with me but then she would crash for 3 days in a row, leaving me to wander the very large house we had inherited all alone.
Once she was asleep you could have put a stick of dynamite in the room, lit it, and she still wouldn’t know it had gone off! Sometimes she’d have to fly to New York for a few days to take care of some business detail the family board members needed attention to, and I hate to fly so I’d just “order out” food and party alone while she was gone
I was good and high on Coke one day just hours after my wife had crashed and gone to bed, and I was super horny for some real naughty sex. She knew when she married me I was Bi-sexual, and I still had my VHS porn and my large dildo collection, so with the cocaine doing the driving weeks earlier I had dug them out and had been watching gay porn while ravaging my butthole regularly.
They were made for fun, but not as fun as the real life nasty gay sex I had been exposed to long before my marriage; I was craving real cock so badly! I still had several gay friends I kept in touch with, one of them had been a gay escort back when you could still advertise in the newspapers for them, I knew he was with someone but I figured he might still be in touch with someone who still turned tricks and maybe he could hook me up.
Ken said he was very surprised to hear from me, and more surprised that I was still married considering what a whore I had been “back in the day”, telling me there were a few of my “exes” who weren’t very happy about me leaving the community and it’s probably a good thing I called him and not one of those. Ken said,” I heard about your wives folks, my condolences, but congrats on being suddenly wealthy! What can I do for you?”
I explained my situation, and he said he’d see what he could do, and I told him I’d call back in an hour and NOT to call me because the wife was still home. “You mean you’re cheating on her?” Ken seemed shocked but laughed when I replied, “Have you EVER known me to be faithful to someone?!?!” “No, I know several guys who would agree with me, you’re always out for yourself!” I was a little hurt by the statement but I knew it was true. “I’ll turn you out to a gram of coke if you come through for me buddy, I’ll make it worth your while!” and that seemed to seal the deal. “Ok, I’ll call me in an hour, I know someone I can call!” Ken replied cheerfully.
An hour later I called and Ken gave me the number to a guy “Who’ll be perfect for you.” I called and asked for “Jake”, gave him the directions to my house, and waited about 45 minutes for him to arrive. When he parked and walked up the driveway I was dripping in my pants in anticipation and I quietly opened the door and let him in.
He was a young pale white guy, maybe 23, VERY skinny with a shaved head and tattoos sticking up from inside his hoodies around his neck, wearing a backpack, and he smiled when I whispered for him to be quiet and followed me back to another portion of the house where there was another living room with a TV, chairs and a couch. He introduced himself as Jake and I told him the situation about my wife being in the upstairs bedroom and we had to keep it down, but we were pretty safe to party and fuck if we did. We both knew I was cheating and that made my heart beat even faster than just the wanting of having sex with this guy!
I paid Jake $100 for an hour up front, and he asked what I was into as he put his backpack down in the corner then peeled off his hoodie to reveal he had no shirt on and was covered with tats from his neck to his wrists. I noticed several “Biohazard” tats as well as a “Poz” tat as a tramp stamp peeking above his barely hanging on from his hips jeans when he turned around, which really made him super-hot to look at. He said he was versatile and into everything so I told him I had several grams of coke for us to party on and I wanted to do everything we could! He said he wasn’t much on Cocaine, but he had scored some Crystal Meth hours earlier and if I gave him money for more after he left if I wanted to mix-and-match we could have a real good time!
I’d never done “Tina” but I’d heard of it, so I gave him another $100 and we pulled out the “goods”. I chopped up some lines of coke and Jake pulled out a glass pipe with a round bubble at the end and dropped a small piece of what looked like spun sugar into it, then he took a lighter and held it underneath the bowl. Instantly the “sugar” melted into a bubbling pool of clear then brown liquid and he drew a long hit out of the end. Jake exhaled a huge cloud of dense white smoke and with heavy lidded eyes said, “Here, smoke this”. I had smoked hash oil before out of the same type of pipe years before, so I warmed the crystal with the lighter underneath the bowl until it started to haze with each other and drew a large warm hit.
It expanded in my lungs fast so I couldn’t contain it for long, but it didn’t burn like weed did when it came out in an enormous cloud. I instantly felt electric throughout my body as every nerve tingled, unlike on coke my nipples grew hard as diamonds and my cock was instantly rock hard and buzzing, it felt like it was going to explode without any stimulation! It was a dreamy yet highly alert feeling and when Jake turned to me he wrapped his arms around me close and started deeply sticking his tongue in my mouth and frenching me; I knew I was in love with Crystal Meth and probably Jake! He pulled back and said, “I don’t normally kiss but I will with you”. We both took another drag on the pipe and as I did he stood up before me and dropped his jeans to the floor, they were barely staying on his slim hips anyway, and his boner flopped upwards and down again.
His upward curving circumcised cock wasn’t just long but also thick and veiny, dark brown and red against his pale white skin with a big bulbous head and a flaring crown. His pisshole dripped precum fluid already, staining white the huge pisshole mouth at the tip of his dick, long strands of his internal juices dropping to the floor or making strings of clear sticky sweetness that clinged to and ran down his veined emaciated legs. I made his Johnson disappear in a cloud of Tina as I leaned over from the couch and put my puckering mouth over the tip, the shiny ropes of cock saliva attaching to my chin and bottom lip, still suspended from his legs and nut-sack.