Cruising And Cock Im Addicted Pt 07

CRUISING & COCK - I'M ADDICTED - Pt. 7

A brief resume if you haven't read the previous parts of this story.

My names Sam, I'm twenty two years old, short, muscular and addicted to cruising and cock. I love sucking cock, I love getting fucked my cock, I love spunk and piss but I'm not queer, I love fucking women too.

If you're confused, please have a read of the previous chapters.

Dad, who I live with, had found out, he didn't have a problem with it, he'd watched the porn DVD that I'd been tricked into appearing in and decided to come cruising with me, a few days ago he'd watched me make another porn film and also appeared in one with me.

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I hadn't seen dad for a few days, it happened sometimes if we were both working different shifts. I was just heading home when a message appeared on my phone from dad, "getting a takeaway, see you in an hour," I knew what it would be if dad was buying, fish and chips with mushy peas, it was always the same, at least if I was buying, I'd get a load of different curries. I headed home and showered, I was still thinking about what had happened between dad and I, he'd watched me suck cocks and get fucked for the first porn shoot and then dad, another man, another young lad and I had all participated in another porn shoot, dad had spunked up over me and then pissed on me.

Dad had said that it didn't mean anything, it wasn't love or lust it was just for money. Afterwards we'd both gone cruising, and dad had fucked the tradie again, that was the bloke that had got me into the whole cruising and porn business in the first place.

I got dressed, well put a pair of shorts and a training singlet on, turned the oven on to keep everything warm and laid the table. Dad appeared with the takeaway and said he was going to have a quick shower, he wasn't long and sat down at the table, he was just wearing a baggy pair of shorts, I couldn't resist it and said, "I see you've dressed for dinner," he just laughed.

We chatted away as we ate, just about the day in general. I cleared the table when we finished and got another couple of beers and I went through to the lounge, dad came in a few minutes later and threw an envelope at me, "there's your money for your porn shoot," he said.

I had wondered when I was going to get paid so opened up the envelope, it was full of twenty pound notes, I looked at dad, he said, "Eight hundred pounds, two scenes at four hundred pounds a pop, I earnt four hundred pounds, better than the one hundred and twenty pounds you got the last time," I was amazed.

"How did you......?" I asked.

"I had another chat with the boss man a few days ago, he knows that I know who he is and his so called standing in the business community, of course I'm not going to blackmail him but when you get to know him a bit better, he's not as bigger wanker as I thought so we came to an agreement. We'll do porn for him, and he'll pay us a decent fee, but we can't tell any of the other performers how much, he pays the rest of them fuck all, some do a few shoots and then disappear, some do it just for the fun so they can say that they appeared in a porn film and cross it off their bucket list. Apart from the cameramen the only one that's stayed the course is the tradie and that's only because the boss pays him to build the sets and do a bit of maintenance around the place and to get his cock out occasionally, plus he recruits cock for the films, like he did to you," dad said.

I sat there amazed at what dad was saying.

Dad carried on saying, "I reckon we can make some decent cash out of it, enough for you to get a decent second hand car, enough for a holiday, enough to sort the house out and although it won't be enough to leave our jobs we can at least cut down on our overtime. That's if you want to do it?"

I just nodded.

Dad was in full flow, "I talked to the wife of my mate, she does porn and reckons that it's a good fee, she earns more per shoot, women get paid better than the men anyway, but her shoots go on for hours whereas ours are quick, get the job done and go home. Hers are a lot of stop and start, standing around to reset lights and cameras, she was saying that the men then go soft and so they have to wait to get them hard again. Our shoots are bang, bang, bang and some careful editing, as the boss said to me time is money," he was right, there was no hanging around at the porn shoots.

"He wants us to do gay, bi and straight shoots, you OK with that?" dad asked, "some of it will be working together, some working separately. I'm not so sure about the gay scenes for me, don't mind fucking a mans arse and getting my cock sucked by a man but not so sure about sucking cock and taking it up the arse but who knows," dad said, I just laughed about dad taking it up the arse.

"He wants us to do some fetish work, didn't ask him what that involved but no doubt we'll find out, oh and he wants us to do the father and son bit, wants me to fuck you," he said, there was silence, I looked at dad who carried on saying, "it doesn't bother me but of course it's up to you, I've already spunked and pissed over you and you've already shot your load over me so it would just be going that bit further, oh and it pays more."

What was I supposed to say? "But that's incest dad," but I said it with a grin on my face and dad smiled back at me.

"I suppose it is, I love you as my son, but I don't lust after you, it's all for the money, right?" dad said.

"Of course," I answered, it might have been for dad, but I wasn't sure that lust didn't come into it for me. "This is for you dad," and I handed him the money.

"What's that for?" he asked.

"You only charge me minimal rent and I'd only spend it if I kept it," I told him.

Dad shook his head and said, "I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll put six hundred pounds into an account for you to put towards your newish car and you take the rest to spend on yourself, you'll need a few new jockstraps for the porn shoots, the boss say they show off your arse well and keep your cock and balls out of the way when you're getting fucked, go out for a few beers with your mates but don't you dare say anything about mine and your new job," I took the two hundred pounds off of him.

"Thanks dad, what would I do without you?" I asked.

"Well, you'd have to do your own washing for a start," dad laughed, "Oh and I'm out tomorrow night just so you know so you can go cruising without me."

"Dad, I'm not going cruising, I don't need to go cruising, I feel awkward now that you know I go cruising," I said.

"Well, you shouldn't feel like that, you do whatever you want to do, I'd rather you go cruising than drink too much every night or use drugs," dad told me and he was being serious, "and you know what happens if I find you with drugs don't you?"

"I've never used drugs," I told him, it was true, I'd never even tried smoking, "what happens if you find me with drugs?"

"Bloody hell Sam, you've got a short memory, you end up with a big dildo up your arse and get fucked by cocks, like the last porn shoot we did," he laughed.

The house was empty when I got in from work the next evening, I grabbed a sandwich and went to the gym, it was too early to go cruising, worked out hard, got home, showered and, of course, douched and got dressed. It was getting a bit cool at night to wear shorts so the cruising gear tonight was a pair of navy baggy jogging bottoms, a tight white tee shirt that clung to my torso and showed off tonight's gym work, white trainers and white socks. I was ready for cruising; I was ready for cock.

I drove round the cruising carpark and saw the tradies van, he flashed his lights at me, so I parked up next to him, I didn't know if I'd be welcome after the last time, dad had put him in his place after he had him on his knees sucking his cock and then dad had fucked him up his arse.

I got into the tradies van, there was already somebody else in there sitting next to the tradie, another lad, a few years older than me, dark haired, designer cut, probably the same height as me, yes, I know, short, a muscular body, arms covered in sleeve tattoos that went over his shoulders, he was wearing a singlet top and as he was wearing shorts, I could see his legs were tattooed as well.

The tradie said, "Hello mate, brought your dad with you this time?" I didn't know if he was being sarcastic, or he really wanted to know.

"Sorry mate, he's probably out fucking a women somewhere," I told him.

"Shame mate, I haven't been fucked up the arse like that for a long time, wouldn't mind another go," the tradie laughed. I'd have to tell dad, maybe that was an idea for another porn shoot, dad and the tradie in action. He carried on, "this is another bloke I found in the woods looking for a bit of action and, conveniently, you came along."

I wondered how long before this new lad appeared in a porn shoot courtesy of the tradie so he could take his cut.

So far, the new lad hadn't said anything, that's sometimes that happens cruising, no conversation, no niceties, just cocks out, do whatever you need to do and bugger off, job done.

"He's had his cock sucked but wants to use it to fuck now, don't you mate?" asked the tradie and the lad just nodded. He was a bit of a dick I thought.

Without being asked the lad undid his shorts and pulled them down to his knees followed by his Boss boxer briefs to show off his soft cock. He was not only a bit of a dick, but he had a hell of a dick on him even soft. It hung between his legs curved over a set of balls that would put a bull to shame, at least his balls were shaved though, his cock was thick but it was the head of his cock, still covered in his foreskin that must have been two inches long and wrinkled, that was the stand out feature, it was much thicker than the shaft of his cock, a really pronounced coronal ridge and the head didn't taper down but just was the same thickness right to the end, it was a battering ram of a cock. He'd trimmed his pubes, and he pulled his singlet top up to show off a hairless six pack and chest and as a true lad he had a tattoo of an arrow just above his pubic hair pointing down to his cock, he was a chav.

"Impressive isn't it mate?" said the tradie, "and he's not even hard, imagine getting that thing up your arse," I was imagining it and already winching at the thought.

I couldn't resist it and put my hand on the chavs cock, he didn't flinch, tell me to fuck off or thump me. He opened his legs wide so I could cup his balls with one hand and with the other hand I held his cock shaft and gently pulled his foreskin back so his red cockhead glan was on show, his piss slit was a vicious slash that almost split his cockhead in two.

I started to wank his cock and could feel it getting hard and growing in my hand, "that's it mate get him hard so you can see what's on offer," the tradie said quietly. I used one of my fingers on the hand that was holding his balls to stroke his perineum, the sensitive bit between your arsehole and balls, the chav grunted and opened his legs more, so I had easy access.

His cock was now fully hard and fully skinned back, length wise he was long, but not too long, about the same length as my dads cock, thickness wise the shaft of his cock was smooth and a bit thicker than mine, but it was the size of the cockhead that was arsehole splitting. It was almost twice the thickness of his cock shaft but was more battering ram like, his slash of his piss slit had opened up so looked like a set of lips, in fact his meatus lips were really pronounced and his cockhead that was full of blood was turning purple. He still hadn't said anything.

"Come on lads, strip off and lets go for a walk," said the tradie and we all got out of his van and stripped off down to our underwear, the chav stripped completely apart from his trainers and hung his ball bags on his rock hard cock. The tradie was just wearing his work boots and a set of briefs that showed off his arse muscles and cock bulge while I just wore my trainers, socks and, like the tradie, a pair of white CK briefs that already had a precum stain forming on them.

We all walked off across the carpark and into the woods, past the tree where the tradie had first found me pissing against and showed me his cock through to a clearing that had a bench and an old picnic table in, the one that dad had fucked the tradie across. "I'll go first mate, it's something I always do, first and last," the tradie said, not for much longer I thought.

The tradie open up his shoulder bag and pulled out a sachet of lube and gave it to the chav, "lube him up mate," the tradie told him, the chav looked confused as I pulled my underwear off, bent over the bench and presented my arsehole to the chav. "Come on mate, get your act together, spread some of the lube on your fingers and stick them in his arsehole to lube him up, then spread some lube on my cock and we're ready to fuck," the tradie told him. I wondered if the chav was thick or shy or naive or all three.

The tradie held open my arse cheeks so that the chav could see my pucker, the tradie laughed and said, "There, let the dog see the rabbit," and I relaxed and pushed out as I felt the chavs lubed up finger touch my ring piece and push through and into my arse, I squeezed down on it and he pulled it out quickly. The tradie laughed, "get another two fingers up him mate, get him ready for my cock," he told him, the chav got the hint this time and pushed three fingers into me pulling and pushing them in and out to relax my hole and lube me up.

"That'll do mate, spread some lube on my cock," the tradie told him, I looked over my shoulder and watched as the chav gently lubed up the tradies cock and pull his foreskin back for him, he even helped him line up his cock with my arsehole. I grunted as the tradie pushed his cock through my pucker and slid the full length of his cock into me. It was like an old friend coming home.

The chav seemed fascinated by the cock fucking my arse, "hey mate make yourself useful and get your cock down his throat so I can fuck him hard, don't want him moaning too loud and attracting too much attention," the tradie told the chav so he moved around to my face, slung his underpants on the table and stood in front of me, his cock was hard and he pulled his foreskin back over his cockhead to expose the battering ram and the slash of his piss slit that a drop of precum was leaking out.

But he just stood there, perhaps he wasn't sure what to do next? I stuck my tongue out and just licked the tip of his cock and tasted the salty precum. He moved forward a step so I could use my tongue to lick all over the purple head and push my tongue into the slash that seemed to almost cut the head of his cock into two. The tradie was being gentle on my arse but he pulled all the way out and then rammed his cock all the way back in and even though I was bent over the table he pushed me forward closer to the chavs cock, I opened my mouth just in time and I was forced onto his thick head of his cock. My mouth was stretched wide open, it was like going to the dentist but this time instead of a dentist's drill I had a chavs cock in there, my mouth was full of cock and that was just his cockhead.

At least the chav had enough sense not to ram anymore cock into my mouth and just held it there until I got used to it. I started to suck and use my tongue to lick and slurp on it. I heard the tradie ask, "OK mate, he's ready for a face fucking from you and an arse fucking from me, lets go for it," and they did. The tradie started to batter my arse whilst the chav slowly, thank God, pushed more of his cock into my mouth and stretched my throat open with the thick head, after the head had stretched me open the shaft was the easy bit, thinner than the cockhead. I was breathing heavily through my nose and the chav gently pushed in and out of my mouth, letting me savour it when he was deep down my throat and then letting me taste his flow of precum and he pulled all the way out. I was like a dog holding my mouth wide open for a treat as he pushed the monster back into my mouth.

"Let's flip him over, get him on his back and his legs in the air mate," the tradie said, the chav pulled his cock out of my mouth, it was dripping in a mix of my saliva and his precum and the tradies cock was coated in lube. I climbed onto the table, laid on my back, grabbed hold of the sides of the table and lifted my legs presenting my arsehole to the tradie to be fucked. My cock was hard and leaking precum and I yelped as the tradie entered me in one hard thrust. The chav just stood there watching, his hard cock throbbing.

The tradie was fucking me hard, he was pushing me across the picnic table, and he told the chav, "Don't just stand there mate, help me out, hold his legs and put something in his mouth, he's getting noisy," I was, I was snorting and moaning loudly.

The chav took the hint, climbed up onto the table and lowered himself down over my face so his big balls were just above my mouth and at the same time he grabbed my legs and pulled them backwards so that my arse was lifted up and giving the tradie the perfect angle of attack on my arsehole.

I could smell the chavs sweaty shaved balls, and I lifted my head and started to lick them, he moaned and lowered them so I could work on his nuts, licking and then taking one of his balls at a time and sucking them before moving onto his other ball and savouring that, they tasted so good. The chav got adventurous, stood up slightly and moved forward so that his arsehole was above me, I stuck my tongue out so that the tip just touched his pucker, he jumped and moved his arse away, almost as if arse had received an electric shock, he'd obviously never been rimmed before.

He lowered his arsehole back down, his ring piece was hairless, and I stuck my tongue back out and the tip of my tongue touched his hole again, this time he didn't jerk away and I tasted his salty hole, I swept my tongue all over it feeling the ridges on his pucker, I made my tongue as stiff as I could and probed his tight hole trying to get into his arse but he was closed up and tight, he didn't want to or didn't know how to relax and open up for me, his hole was so tasty, a mix of sweat, salt, man and shower gel.

The tradie pulled out of my arse and announced, "Got him opened up for you mate, you're turn,"

The chav stood up and jumped off the table and moved around to stand between my raised legs, my hole was open and on full show, would I be able to take his huge cockhead in there though?

Another sachet of lube was squirted into my arsehole, and I saw the chav coat his cock with lube as well and then just stand there with his hard cock in his hand. "Just take it easy, he can take it, just push gently and keep up the pressure till you're in," the tradie told him.

I felt the head of his cock pushed against my relaxed and open arsehole, his cock head was a blunt tool that just had to go in all at once rather than opening me up slowly and it wasn't going in.....yet. He pushed harder and I moaned slightly as I tried to push out to open my pucker so he could get his cock up my arse. The tradie stood there watching and smiling, and said, "Come on mate get it up there, push it in," and he slapped the chav across his arse hard, the chav yelled and thrust forward, and the battering ram of a cock forced its way through by arse pucker, I yelled loudly, it had stretched my ring piece wide open as it powered its way through.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck its too big its ripped me open, take it out," I shouted.

"Ah shut up, that's the worst bit over with, you'll love the rest," laughed the tradie and he picked up the chavs Boss boxer briefs, rolled them into a ball and shoved them in my open mouth saying, "That will keep you quiet, now fuck him mate, you've lost your anal cherry, well your male anal cherry anyway."