CRUISING & COCK - I'M ADDICTED - Pt. 10
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.
To earn some extra money dad and I had started doing porn shoots together and on the last shoot dad had fucked me, but it didn't mean anything, we did it for the money or so dad told me.
I'd been cruising and met a lad called Charlie, he'd fucked me, pissed on me and spunked up over me, we'd kissed, and had been messaging each other. At the last porn shoot after dad had fucked me Charlie had appeared on the porn set but disappeared before I had time to say anything to him
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Dad and I hadn't really talked about him fucking me for the porn shoot, we were both OK with it so perhaps we didn't need to talk about it, after all we only did it for the money.
On the Friday after the porn shoot, I got home and the house was empty, there was a note from dad along with an envelope for me, the envelope was stuffed with cash, the fee for the porn shoot. I took a hundred pounds and put the rest into a box that dad had in his room, it was my new car, new kitchen and bathroom fund.
We hadn't filmed any porn for about ten days, I knew that there was plenty of work for us both but as dad was working shifts and I was working overtime it seemed that we were never both available at the same time, as good as the porn money was neither of us were going to chuck in our full time jobs, well not yet anyway.
I hadn't heard and I hadn't contacted Charlie, I knew that it had been him at the last porn shoot, hadn't worked out what he was doing there and why he disappeared off so quickly, but I suppose that was up to him, perhaps he wasn't so sweet and innocent as I'd first thought.
Friday early evening, I got in from work, my rugby mates had gone away for a long weekend of beer and probably sex, I hadn't gone because I couldn't get the Friday afternoon off of work. The house was empty, dad was out having dinner, which meant that they'd all fuck afterwards, with a couple that he knew so I was on my own. I hadn't been cruising for weeks, my arse was getting enough use filming porn, and it needed a rest so that my sore ring piece could recover, I didn't want to sit at home on my lonesome so after a shower and a douche I could hear the woods calling so drove off to the cruising site.
I arrived and drove around to see who and what was about, didn't see any vehicles that I knew, no tradie and his van or Charlie and his truck so it looked like I was on my own, but I was a big boy now and could handle it, the carpark was busy, cars driving around and parked up, so I decided to just go for it. I was all prepared now that I had a little shoulder bag like the tradie carried, lube, wet wipes, spare pair of ball bags and my car keys, I would have made a great boy scout - always prepared!!
It was a warm evening, so I peeled off my tee shirt and training shorts so that I was just wearing a red jockstrap, a jock worked for me, kept my cock and balls out of the way, strange I know but they weren't on offer, but gave full and easy access to my arse, red trainer socks and red trainers, I was a man in red.
I was going to walk up the hill and down into the dip where all the cock normally was but headed in the other direction, walking across the carpark in just my jock and trainers giving all the other cruisers a good look. I headed towards the area and the tree that I'd first pissed up and that had started my cruising journey. I leant up against the it and waited and watched the world go by.
It didn't take long for men to arrive and walk past; it was as if they could smell cock and arse. I knew how it worked, if they were interested, they'd hang around, maybe get their cock out to show me what was on offer and if I was interested, like a bitch on heat I'd turn around and present my arse to them, if I wasn't interested, I'd just stand there or even wander off back to my car. Most of the men were respectful about each other's choices, some weren't and had to be told to fuck off, they soon got the hint then.
A few man wandered past but either they weren't interested in what I was offering, or I wasn't interested in what they had between their legs, I could either walk across to the main cruising area or call it a night and go back to the car and head home. I was just about to head back to the car when I saw two men walk into the clearing. One was an older man and the other was much younger.