The life of Mathew
Mum, I said this is a bit of a shock. Dad’s only been dead a year, and here you are getting married again.
Hi, I’m Mathew. I’m a first-year student at HW University in Edinburgh. I'm studying marine biology, something I’m really not too interested in, but it gives me 4 years to sort my life out.
I know it’s only been a year, Mathew, but I need company, someone to love and for me to love. My mum Tricia was 41 years old; she’d looked after herself and, some would say, still turned a few heads. I was home for the Easter break and looking forward to a nice quiet time. But with the news that my mom had sprung on me, it wasn’t going to be that.
"So who is it you're marrying?" I asked. "His name's Steve; he’s a widower; his wife passed a couple of years ago. You will like him. "So when do I get to meet him? He’s coming over for dinner this evening; please, Mathew, don’t make a scene.
I loved my time in Edinburgh and had a great group of friends whom I’d mostly meet in pubs; they were mostly older guys, and I enjoyed their company. I’d had a few older friends back home who I was close to, and my move to Edinburgh was just the same.
That night was to be another shock for me as the guy my mum was marrying was one of the older guys I knew. The look on his face when he saw me was a picture. He stuttered a few words of hi. "I'm Steve. Nice to meet you." I just smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you too."
When Mum went into the kitchen, Steve was a bit more talkative; he asked how I was and said that he had wondered where I’d disappeared to. I told him I was at uni in Edinburgh and was enjoying life. He said he’d met my mom on a date site, and they had clicked right away, just like us. I said, "LOL."
"Mum walked in. It's nice to see you two are getting on," she said. If only she knew that the guy she’s marrying had fucked me and I’d fucked him with a lot more in between.
Part 2
So we are hoping to get married as soon as possible; no big wedding, just a registry office. Mum said, "Mathew, Steve was wondering if you would be his best man?" God, I nearly spat out my food. Well, if he’s ok with it, no problem. The night kind of dragged on, and Mum said she was off to bed, leaving Steve and me watching football on the TV. So it’s ok between us, Mathew. Steve asked, "Yes?" I said, "Mom doesn’t have to know about what we did before. "And hopefully in the future," I thought to myself. "I'm off to bed," Steve said. Good night.
Lying in bed, I thought back to when it was my mouth and hole that Steve’s cock had satisfied and not my mom's.
Was just drifting off to sleep when I heard Mum asking Steve to fuck her hard. God, it made me more horny; my cock was solid, in need of Steve’s mouth or hand to relieve me.
Part 3
So the wedding went ahead, and I returned back to uni, but before I left, Steve said if I wanted to, he would be available for some fun. Having not had cock fun for a few months, I said, "Yes, I’d like that." So that night after Mum was asleep Steve came to my room, and we went at it like mad. Wanking, sucking, and me fucking him—to say it was enjoyable was an understatement. He told me he couldn’t wait till my next visit and hoped I felt the same, which I did. So it was off back to Edinburgh for me, and hopefully I’d get some cock, preferably older guys. A week or so later I was in a well-known pub in Edinburgh when I met up with John, a guy in his 50s. We got chatting, and he told me he was going for a sauna and if I wanted to join him, it would be great. I’d never been in a sauna before, but it would definitely be something I wanted to try.
N18 sauna on Leith Walk was where we ended up. God, I’d never seen so many cocks in my life, all kinds, and I seemed to get a lot of attention, which I loved.
Part 4
John came and sat beside me. Well, are you enjoying your visit to N18? Yes, I said I’m loving it, and then without even thinking I've got his cock in my hand. 'Go on,' he said, 'wank it or better still, suck it.' I didn’t have to be asked twice; my mouth took over from my hand, and I started to suck him. God, it felt good having a cock in my mouth. I sucked as if my life depended on it. John started to moan, and then an explosion of spunk erupted in my mouth. John pulled my head harder over his cock. That's it, Mathew, that’s it. Suck all my cum up like a good boy. I kept sucking, loving the taste of his warm cum which was now dribbling out the side of my mouth. The guy standing watching said he’d like to be sucked to. God, here I was, my first time in a sauna, and I had guys lining up to be sucked off by me. I pulled away from John's cock and smiled at him, spunk dripping from my mouth. 'We can’t waste that,' he said. Next thing we were kissing. He took his own cum from my mouth. Fuck, this was something that I never expected. We kissed tongues in and out of each other’s mouths. The guy standing beside us bent down and started to suck my cock. I pulled away from John and started to wank the guy as he took me deep into his mouth. The feeling of his wet mouth and tongue on my cock was a feeling I loved. Then it happened; I’d spunked in his mouth a load of hot, sticky cum. Now it was my turn. I took over from John, only this time with my mouth more spunk erupted into my mouth. This time I swallowed every bit of it.
Standing in the shower, I thought to myself, I really felt wanted by people for the first time in my life. Even though it was just for cock fun, I loved it. 'John came into the shower. I would love to meet again, Mathew,' he said, to which I replied, 'So would I.'
Part 5
Away from the sex and studying, I got myself a part-time job working in a cafe. I enjoyed meeting people and chatting to them about all sorts of topics, and life was looking good.
I shared a room in the student accommodation on campus. My roommate, who I hardly had any contact with, was a bit of an arsehole, someone I’d rather not be having to share with.
"So how are you enjoying the job?" Tom, the owner, asked. Tom was a guy in his early to mid 50s, a nice pleasant person who I was later to learn had bought the cafe 4 years prior.
It’s great, thanks. I said it gets me away from the uni campus, so you stay out there. He asked, "Yes?" I said, "I share accommodation with another student; hopefully I’ll be able to move out and get a place a bit more central in the city." I worked in the cafe most weekends and did a few midweek shifts if I didn’t have classes to attend. "If I hear of any place going, I’ll let you know," Tom said. "That would be great. Thank you." I’d worked the 2 till 10 shift that weekend along with 3 others, one a woman in her 40s and the 2 others girls in their late teens. Just before closing, Tom appeared. "Is everything ok, guys?" he asked. "Yes," Linda, the older woman, answered. "We have been busy, run off our feet. " I looked at the other 2; we had been run off our feet. She'd spent most of the shift gabbing to people. "Right, let’s lock up," Tom said, to which the 2 girls smiled. They were off to some club. The older woman said she’d count the days taken before she left. "That's ok," Tom said. "I'll do that. You get yourself away." Mathew Tom said, "Have you got a moment?" "Yes," I said. "What can I do for you?" Well, first you can get us a coffee; no problem, 2 coffees coming up.
We sat at a table, so what do you want to see me about, Tom? I asked. Well, Tom said, remember a few weeks ago you said you were looking for a place? Well, a friend of mine has a 1-bedroom flat he’s looking to rent out; it’s in the Gorgie area of the city. "Wow", I said, "that would be great, not far from the uni and handy for the city centre. "How much is the rent? Not that it mattered, as my dad had left me a substantial amount when he passed. Not too much; you get friends' rates. He laughed, so if you're interested, I’ll let him know and you can go and see it. "Great," I said, and thank you for... "Hey, it’s ok," Tom butted in. "That's what friends are for." "So Mathew, do you have a girlfriend in your life?" he asked, or are you like me, free and single? He laughed. No girlfriend and, actually, not a lot of any kind of friends. I’m the same Mathew; I have a few very close friends who I meet with. Then out of nowhere his hand was on my knee. 'Sorry,' he said. 'I get very touchy sometimes.' 'That's ok, I don’t mind.' 'That's good to know,' he said, his hand slowly moving up towards my lap. 'So you know,' he said, 'I like guys.' By this time his hand is rubbing my now hard bulge. 'So do I,' I said. That’s it, Mathew. Suck on my cock. I was now on my knees, his cock bobbing in and out of my mouth, and Tom telling me to fucking suck it. 'You're going to take my cum like a good boy,' he said. Now if you do, I’ll suck you and take your stick-white cum. When I came to work, I never thought I’d have the boss's cock in my mouth at the end of the shift, but here I was, sucking on a very nice cock and looking forward to getting mine sucked.
Part 6
Hi, I’m Mathew. I've come to see the flat. I’m Colin. Nice to meet you. So you work for Tom? I do, yes, only part-time, as I’m at HW University. 'And what are you studying at HW?' 'Marine biology,' I answered. "Nice," he said. Colin was a guy in his mid-60s, a heavy-set guy, someone who looked like they had never seen a gym in a number of years, so you're looking for a flat? 'Yes,' I said. 'I'm in the student accommodation just now but would like a bit more privacy; having a roommate doesn’t give me that.' 'So let’s have a look round the flat,' Colin said. Not a lot to see: a living room/kitchen, a toilet, and the bedroom. As we went back into the living room, Colin squeezed by me, his hand on my bum. So what do you think, Mathew? My mind was having these thoughts: Was his squeezing past me deliberate, or was it just a squeeze past? "Right," said Colin, "do you want it?" My mind was in a different place. Did he mean the flat or something else? With a slight stutter in my voice, I said yes, not knowing if I was saying yes to taking the flat or yes to his cock.
Good, then that’s settled; he told me the rent and when it was paid and gave me a phone number if anything needed to be done to the flat. "Thanks," I said. "So when can I move in?" Anytime you like, in fact, I’ll give you a set of keys. "That would be great," I said, "and I’ll give you the deposit; don’t worry about that." He said, "I trust you. According to Tom, you're a very trustworthy and honest person." We shook hands, and he seemed to linger with the handshake. "Ah, nice soft hands you have. I like soft hands." I smiled. "So do I. Tom had nice soft hands," he said, moving a bit closer to me. "I like hard things too, and according to Tom, you like hard things as well." His left hand had moved to the front of my trousers, and as I saw it, it was soft at the moment. Maybe I could get it hard. I nodded.
Fuck Mathew, Tom was right. You have a very nice cock. Do you mind if I suck it? 'Go ahead,' I said in a low voice. The next thing he’s on his knees taking my now solid cock in his mouth. Fuck, I love getting my cock sucked and know that at least two guys are willing to suck me any time I want. "That's it, Colin. Suck my cock," I said, pulling his head closer to me. "Suck it hard and make me cum."
"So how did the meeting with Colin about the flat go?" Tom asked. "Great," I said. "I'm moving in on Wednesday." "That's great," said Tom. "Colin's a nice guy", and before Tom said any more I butted in, and I let him suck me off. Tom laughed. "Oh, I knew that you're not the only one he sucked off," he laughingly said. "We have been having cock fun for years, and after our session a few weeks ago, I knew he’d like you too. " By the way, you’re invited to Colin’s on Sunday night if you want just a little get-together. What about work? I usually work on a Sunday. Don't worry about that; the girls can cope, I’m sure, and you won’t lose any wages. "Great," I said. "I'll be there. I’ll pick you up at your flat around 6.30 if you want." "That would be great," I said.
The girls had left, and I was in no hurry to go back to my room at the uni, and Tom, by the look of the bulge in his trousers, had something on his mind. Without even thinking, I pulled down my zip and took my cock out. "Mathew, Tom said, 'Who's a naughty boy?'"
The end…or is it? 😉
Part seven
Tom picked me up at the flat; he seemed to be in a very happy mood. "This should be very enjoyable tonight, Matthew," he says. "A few friends are coming along as well, so it should be a good night." We arrived at Colin‘s house, a bungalow on the west side of Edinburgh. 'Hi, coming in, guys? Make yourself at home.' We walked into the living room, and there were four other guys, all guys in their mid-50s to early 60s, and to my surprise, all had their cocks out. Hi guys, how are you? Said one of the guys, to which Tom answered, "I'm okay, Bill. How are you?" I see that cock of yours hasn’t got any bigger. Laughter broke out amongst the guys. It was a standing joke about the size of Bill‘s cock. Tom and I sat on the sofa. Alright, guys. Colin said, "Get these cocks out," to me and Tom. One of the other guys said, "Matthew, you seem to have a very, very nice cock." Hopefully sometime tonight I will be able to suck and fuck you, which I hoped he would, as his cock looks huge. God, it reminded me of a certain person from my past. Right guys, what’s the entertainment to be? Do we start off with the initiation of Matthew into our little group, or do we leave that till later and just watch porn? Let's watch some porn. I got a tape from a friend; it’s very interesting and should be enjoyable to all hear, as we are all really cock lovers, aren’t we? Colin put the tape on. My God, there were a few faces in the room who were on this tape, and to say they were enjoying themselves would be an understatement. One of the guys on the tape was Richard; he was just sitting there with a big smile on his face. I remember that night; it was at John‘s place and got a bit naughty. Let’s just say the least is said about it. Better by now, my cock was solid. God, I wish somebody would just come and start to wank me or maybe suck me. I didn’t have to wait long. One of the other guys, Simon, came over, got on his knees, and started to play with my cock. A few claps came out. This is better than the tapes. The next thing, Colin was standing above me, cock touching my face. "Go on, Matthew, you know you want to suck my cock." I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him, his cock deep into my throat. I gagged a bit but loved every minute of it, and Simon looked to be enjoying himself with my cock. This was turning out to be a very nice evening. Another couple of guys arrived, Tony and Don. "Right, guys, now we are all here; it’s time to initiate Mathew into our group. " Right, Mathew, strip everything off and lie on the floor. As I lay there wondering what was going to happen, calling to the guys to get into position, all the guys stood around me. Cocks in hand, right guys? Start wanking. To which they did. Tom was the 1st to come over my chest, then a few others over my face. Then Colin came over my cock. Simon was taking longer than the rest to come, but when he did, God, what a load right over my face. I open my mouth and taste his delicious spunk. Right, Mathew, time for you to make sure every cock is cleaned up.
Part Eight
That’s it, Matthew. Clean up my cock, Tom. I said thank you very much for inviting me to this tonight. I’ve loved it, and I hope it will be a regular occurrence. Matthew Tom said, "I've loved sucking your cock and having you suck my cock, and if things don’t work out with your university degree, how would you like to come and work with me in the cafe?" I’d love that, Tom, plus he said there would also be a lot of fun in it for both of us. The night in Colin’s was an eye-opener for me. Was this going to be my new thing in my life? I hope so.
I carried on cleaning all the guys' cocks and licking the balls of the spunk on them. God, I love the taste of spunk. Then Simon made a gesture to me to follow him, which I did. We went into one of the bedrooms, and he told me, "Right now it’s my time for fun." I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to stick my cock in you; I’m going to stick it up your ass, and I’m going to spunk on you. I lay on my stomach on the bed, legs open. I felt his cock entering my ass. Ah, the feeling of a nice hard cock in me. "Do you like this?" Simon asked. "Do you like me?" Fucking your nice tight little bum? Yes, I stuttered. Yes, please give me more. I turned my head to the side to notice that the guys were all standing watching me being fucked. Well, it looks like the initiation is over. Well done, Matthew. You are now part of our cock-loving club. Just then, Simon gave out a groan. Ahhh, and I felt a hot sensation in my ass. Simon had shot a load in me and pulled out his cock; that’s when Tony took over. Tony buried his head in my ass, licking the dripping cum from my hole. I fucking love this. Tom says it’s fucking great, to which Colin started to kiss him. Don, who was standing at the side, motioned to Tony. "Let me taste some of that lovely cum too." Tony started to kiss him, swapping the cum from his mouth into Don‘s mouth.
Well said, Tom. How did you enjoy that? Matthew? As he drove me back to my flat, I loved that, Tom, I said, and as a thank you, I’ve got something for you, to which I unzipped his trousers, took out his cock, and started to suck on him as he drove along the road.
Part nine
My life was about to turn. A phone call from my mother, Matthew. I have something to tell you, Steven and I have broken up. She sounded, I wouldn’t say, sad but anxious in a way. You wouldn’t believe what he did. I said, "Are you okay?" I had a feeling it wouldn’t work out. I told her Steve was a nice guy, but I still can’t understand what you had in common. The marriage had lasted 18 months, and from what I could take from the way Mum was speaking, it seemed that the sparkle had gone out of their marriage after a few months.
Matthew, she says, "I was thinking, would it be okay if I came to visit you in Edinburgh?" After a few moments of thought, I said, "Yes, that would be great. Come, and I’ll show you about the city," totally forgetting that my mum had actually been born in Edinburgh and brought up in Edinburgh. That night I was off to a party at Colin's. Come in, Matthew. A naked Colin standing at the door said, "I see you’re ready, Colin." I walked into the living room, and there were about eight guys there, two I’ve never met before. Ah, said Tom, you eventually made it, Matthew. "Yes, I said most of the guys already had their cocks out, including the two faces that I did not know. Matthew, this is Alan and David. Pleased to meet you, Matthew," David said. "I've heard a few things about you." All good. I hope I said, "Nice to meet you too, Alan." I’m the same. I’ve heard that you’re a naughty boy. It wasn’t long before the wanking, sucking, and a strange thing: Colin being fucked by Tom in the middle of the floor. Alan, who seemed to be very quiet, took out his cock. Wow, now that’s what I call a cock. It was semi-hard and was about 9 inches. Alan. 'I said what a cock you have, yeah,' said Alan. God never blessed me with looks, but he gave me a cock fuck sometime tonight. I was going to be sucking on that cock before I could say anything else. Tony had sat down beside me and promptly took my cock in his mouth, getting sucked. One of my favourite fucking things is that’s it, Tony. Suck on my cock, you little cunt. The next thing I knew, David was over kissing me. I love being kissed, tongues darting in and out of each other‘s mouths. I grabbed hold of David‘s cock and started to wank him. God being sucked and kissed and me wanking David, I was in heaven.
On Tuesday morning I took a trip to Waverley Station to meet Mom, and what a shock I got here! Mom was looking absolutely stunning, dressed very, very sexily, in high-heeled shoes, skin-tight jean trousers, a small top, and a leather jacket. God, what had happened to my mom? She was usually a very conservative dresser, but here she was, in full makeup and looking stunning. Mom, you’re looking great. I said thank you, Matthew. I thought I’d make an impression since I was coming to visit my son, but well, all I can think and say to myself is she was making more than a fucking impression.
Part 10
We jumped in a taxi to take us back to my flat. Even the taxi driver looked twice at mum. God, I never thought I'd get these thoughts about my own mum, the clothes she was wearing, and the way she looked. Fuck, I was getting horny over my own mother, thinking of her tits and the rest of her body. Fuck, my cock was getting hard.
We arrived at my flat. "Oh, this is a nice flat you have, Matthew." "Yeah, it’ll do for now, Mom," I said. She took off her coat. God Almighty, just a small top and no bra, her nipples poking through the material of the top. Mummy said you’ve changed, and what about us, Matthew? Well, the way you’ve changed, you were always a conservative dresser, well, Matthew, after what happened with Steve. I thought, fuck it, now this was the first idea of my mother's swear apart from the time when she was getting fucked by Steve. Maybe you’re right, Mum. So what about Steve? You tell me, Matthew. I think you know what happened with Steve; my face must have gone 40 shades of red. Mom had a smile on her face. It’s okay, Matthew. I know that you and Steve had had sex. I know that you had sucked his cock and he had sucked yours. Wasn’t a very nice cop, by the way. God, my mother has changed. Where was all this coming from? So Matthew, I decided if he was doing it behind my back, I’d do it behind that fucker's back. Do you remember, Joanne? Yes, Mum wasn’t she Mrs Mel Rose’s daughter? That's what her mum says. Well, we became friends, and we would go out. We go for weekend trips to Manchester and Liverpool. We go to clubs, and best of all, we have the picture of the guys and sometimes the women's mums. I said, starting to stutter a bit, "You've actually been with another woman." "Oh, fuck yes, Matthew probably had more women than you’ve had. Then again, Matthew, you’ve probably had more cock than I’ve had," she said with a smile on her face.
But I see from the front of your trousers that you still have thoughts of women. Another laugh from Mum.
I feel so embarrassed, Mum, having very naughty thoughts about my own mother. "Nothing wrong with that, Matthew," she says. "For all you know, I might be having naughty thoughts about you." Right, I said, "What are we going to do tonight?" Well said. Mum, what are we going to do tonight? Well, I thought we could go for something to eat, maybe visit a few pubs, and even might end up in a club. That would be great, Matthew; we might even meet some of your friends. Is it okay if I have a shower or a bath before we go out? Yes, no problem. "There are clean towels on the bed, thank you, Matthew," she said.
God, I thought to myself, here I was still having thoughts about my mum; there she was in my bath totally naked, fuck.
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