A Moment of Opportunity
By kewtieboy
MMMM/First time/NC/sleep/drunk/gay/anal
It’s tough growing up in the rough side of a city. It’s even tougher when, in your early teens you discover you are probably gay. Not that you have anything to judge “gay” by as gays are talked about as though they are alien creatures who come from somewhere else but certainly not the part of Liverpool I came from. By the time I was 18 the possibility of going to gay bars reared its head but then, of course the danger was that someone might see me there, nearby, or even coming out of a bar. There was also the chance that someone I met might talk.
I wasn’t a gay virgin by any means but I had not had what you might call “satisfying sex” in that everything I had done was a quick fumble, quick suck or a quick wank. I longed for some time to enjoy another guy’s body, to look at his naked form and take my time to enjoy it. Unfortunately the friends I had grown up with were rough diamonds. Thankfully we didn’t actually get into trouble but we went to football, went out on the town drinking and generally did most things together.
The hard core group were Gary, a 19 year old and 6 feet tall skinny guy with a mop of curly dirty blonde hair. Gary wasn’t an Adonis but he wasn’t bad looking even though his main dress code involved track suit bottoms, white trainers, a football top and baseball cap which tended to be on the wrong way round. He was a mad Liverpool supporter. Gary worked in warehouse of a local Tesco supermarket.
Next in the group were the twins. Jack and Len were a different kettle of fish. One description will do both as they were almost identical. Both stood 5 feet 9 inches tall. Both were medium build with a muscular frame from a bit of working out in the local gym. Both had reddish/blonde hair which was almost sandy coloured so both had freckles on their forearms and upper body and a few on their faces. They were the jeans and t-shirt type, no matter the weather. Both were also stunningly good looking with butts to die for. They were individually popular with girls and each had a long score sheet. Jack worked as a bricklaying apprentice and Len moved furniture and anything else he was asked.
The fourth member was Yu. Now Yu was slightly incongruous. His father was loaded as he owned 6 Chinese take-away restaurants and some property in the city. Yu had been working in one of his dad’s units in our run down part of the city when we met him and when we started taking the piss out of him, he gave back as good as he got. We all liked him and soon, he was one of us. His father was not too pleased but as he wasn’t actually getting into trouble he let him be. Yu was actually born in Liverpool of a Liverpudlian mother so had mixed Asian looks which were strikingly attractive. His build was slightly larger than I imagine he would have been with a Chinese mother so he was around 5 feet 9 inches tall too. He had blue black hair which was often styled quite freakishly. He loved his hair gel. He too was slim and had a beautifully developed body and dazzling white teeth!
That leaves me. When dad left mum and took his money with him, we ended up in a council house in this run down area. I learned to fend for myself and my karate lessons in late primary, early secondary school stood me in good stead and allowed me to be left in peace. At 5 feet 10 inches I have a pretty good frame and look like I can fend for myself so it allowed me, and my fellow friends to steer clear of the gangs who are prevalent in the area, and we formed our little crew! My name is Declan, or Dec to friends and being aware of being gay has been with me since my earliest teens. So far I had managed to avoid too many girlfriends without attracting suspicion but the day was coming when I would have to come out or get out and I wasn’t sure how the group would take to it.
So that’s us and now to the main reason for writing this.
Another mate, Lou, was getting married and had decided that a group of guys should go to Brighton for a long, wild weekend party to celebrate. This stag party would have a group of around 20 including our fabulous 5. It was set for mid-November so we all started saving. I was the only one with a white collar job, if you call working in an insurance office an upmarket job.
I managed to find a 3 bedroom flat for the 4 nights we would be there with the rest staying in bed and breakfasts around Brighton. The flat had 2 double rooms and one single one so perfect for us guys to crash out. We were staying from Thursday through to Monday so on the Thursday night we all went out to meet the others for the beginning of our pub crawling weekend.
I won’t stretch the story out too long but needless to say the guys managed to get absolutely trashed. By the time we made pub number six the toll of pints and shorts meant that the group had fragmented and our little gang were splayed along the promenade wall. We all staggered back to the apartment as quietly as we could and crashed out in the lounge. The twins were dead to the world on the sofa and Yu, Gary and I had just one more beer each. I think it was Gary’s idea as we looked down on the snoring twins, to pull their pants off and spray shaving foam on their privates, then to take a movie for YouTube. I wasn’t going to stop him as I had long wished to see the boy’s cocks and was eager to help.
Yu joined in the fun and it amazed me that with all the sniggering and laughing plus the hauling of jeans, neither twin woke. We were able to strip jeans and briefs down to expose two perfectly matching cocks and balls, red pubic hair neatly around each. Yu started filming and Gary suggested getting them hard for the film. I knew YouTube wouldn’t publish these but I wasn’t going to tell Gary.
“I’m not touch their cocks!” he said to me, “You grab them and I’ll hold them if they waken.”
“Reluctantly” I gripped Jacks soft cock and rubbed it a little. I was surprised that it grew almost instantly and by the time I moved to his brother, it was standing 6 inches tall and solid as a rock. His brother followed suit and we all laughed our heads off as we took film of them then covered their cocks and balls in foam. We left them sprawled on the sofa and went to bed. Gary was sharing with Yu. I had done the booking, so I had organised the rooms!
It was already well past 3.00 am when we got to bed and when I awoke with a stiff cock and a need to pee, I padded through the flat and after going to the toilet, looked in to see the two boys still lying where we had left them. I had an urge to fondle their cocks again, but thought better of it.
It took us until midday to surface and it was Len, whose roar woke us.
“Fucking bastards; look what they’ve done to us Jack!” I heard him shout.
There was much laughing and frivolity and we had a light-hearted breakfast while planning the day. There wasn’t really much planning except to go out earlier and to drink longer!
Once more, I won’t bore you with the day but we all managed to meet up with the rest of them and continued much as we had done the previous day. By 11.30 pm, I was much the worse for wear and felt I couldn’t go on. The group had slightly fragmented anyway. I could see Yu and one of the twins but that was all. I headed off back to the flat.
When I got in, I showered to waken myself up and had a few drinks of water to rehydrate myself. I was just heading to my room dressed in my tight little CK shorts when I noticed Gary and Yu’s room door wide open and a shape on the bed. It was Gary.
“Hi mate, didn’t know you were back?”
There was silence. I put on the light and the room was ablaze. Gary had one leg out and one leg in his track suit bottoms. His football top was raised over his head showing his hairless chest but one arm was still in it, and his cotton boxer shorts were half pulled down, a strip of pubic hair visible as the band lay at a 45 degree angle. He had made a feeble attempt to get to bed and failed.
“C’mon mate, let’s be having you,” I said loudly and lifted his body on to the bed.
He was a dead weight and just moved over and started to snore. I don’t know why but I went to the flat door and threw the safety catch on the door before returning.
“I’ll give you a hand Gary,” I said loudly, pulling his football shirt over his head. He flopped back on to the pillow.
I took his trainers and socks off and then pulled his track suit bottoms down. I lifted his legs on to the bed and pondered whether I should go further. I leaned forward and lightly smacked his cheek. No response. I shouted louder and shook his arm with still no response. I took the band of his boxers and pulled them down.
Gary’s uncut cock lay across his heavy balls. His pubic hair was rich, dark blonde and quite thick with a trace heading up to his navel before fading to a hairless body except for a few wisps of hair in the middle of his chest. I went to my room and grabbed my digital camera, setting it to movie status and filmed his naked body for a future wank session and then laid it on the bedside table still running. I sat beside him and gripped his warm cock. It was about 4 inches soft but seemed much thicker than mine. My own cock was already stiff.
I leaned forward and kissed the soft foreskin. The smell of urine was pungent but surprised me by being erotic. I was only going to have one opportunity so being fussy was not an option. I engulfed his cock with my mouth and rolled the flaccid penis in my mouth, enjoying the way it flopped around inside me. I stroked my own cock as I did so. Next I went between his legs and licked his heavy, sagging balls. I took one of the monsters into my mouth and rolled it around before going back to cock sucking. I held his cock with one hand and forced a movement around the head with my tongue.
Gary made a small grunt as though he was aware of something going on, before his breathing returned to its steady pattern. His cock suddenly had some substance. Blood was filling it. I was greedy now. I gripped the base to force his erection and sucked the head for all I could. Once the erection started, its growth was steady and it took around 3 minutes before I had a stunning 7 inch, thick cock in my hand. It was absolutely rock hard.
I devoured it. I grabbed the camera and both filmed and snapped it from all angles including one with my mouth wrapped around it. I pulled off my pants and climbed on to the bed, sinking my hole on to his saliva coated cock. I had never been fucked but I wanted to try. I pushed my arse hard against his cock and even managed to get the head inside me but it was going no further.
I went back to sucking him and frantically wanked him with my face looking into his one eyed monster. I sucked and wanked and his erection was rock solid. He whimpered again, his subconscious mind aware something was happening. I looked up to ensure he wasn’t wakening and, as I turned to continue my attention to his cock, a blast of warm thin cum splattered on my face. I opened my mouth quickly as I wanted some of Gary inside me. When he had shot his final spurt, I wrapped my mouth around his cock and sucked all the cum I could from it. I then stood over him and emptied my own 6.5 inch cock on to his balls.
Panic set in and I grabbed kitchen towel from the kitchen, mopping as much as I could from his balls, his stomach and my face. I grabbed his shorts and pulled them up as far as I could the rolled him into bed and covered him up. I strewed his clothes as though he had stripped as he walked to his bed and then grabbed the camera and ran to my bed.
Once my heart stopped beating I slept like a corpse hearing nothing until the rattle of tea cups at 11.00 am next day. I was scared to look at Gary but he said nothing, apart from saying how glad he was he had left early as a good night’s sleep had done him the power of good. It had certainly done me a power of good.
Yu asked a lot of questions about who had been in first and who was asleep first. He said that Gary had been like a corpse when he got home at 3.00 am and he could do nothing to raise him. He smiled at me when he said it and I must have flushed so I looked away.
Saturday was the big day and we were all meeting at 4.00 pm for a few drinks, then a meal then, drinks, then a club looking for “birds.”
All happened in exactly that order. Yu was with me for a good part of the afternoon and also at dinner. He was keeping pace with everyone. I tried not to do the chaser drinks and somewhere in my subconscious, I wondered if another opportunity might arise tonight too. I was as horny as fuck and really wanted some cock awake or asleep! I had also acquired some lubricant and was hoping that if Gary was out of it again, I might get his cock inside me.
The club was reached at 11.30pm and we were all very, very drunk. I lost contact with everyone within minutes of arrival. Actually not everyone as I saw Gary with a bleached blonde, chatting her up in a corner.
“Lucky bitch,” I thought, “She’s going to get it inside her, instead of me.”
I lost him again and decided I would head back to the flat again in the hope Gary wouldn’t score. As I reached the main door of the block I found Jack and Len heaped behind the main door. It looked like one had tripped, the other had fallen over him and neither had the strength to get up.
As with Gary the previous night neither heard a word I said. I tried lifting Jack off Len just as another guy came into the stairway.
“Is there any chance of a hand with these?” I asked.
“Sure mate,” he said, lifting Jack as though he was a child.
I helped a little but we got him upstairs and into his room before dumping him on the bed. We repeated the process with Len before I thanked the guy. I quickly showered well and stripped to my briefs before lubricating my arse in hope!
I once more, put the lock on the front door then entered their room. Following the same process as the previous night, I stripped them down until they lay naked, side my side on the double bed. I shook them again but I knew that three nights of hard drinking had taken its toll. I knelt facing both bodies and held a cock in each hand and was surprised that, like our first night there, the speed the cock rose to full height was amazing. Stiff cocks were in both of my hands in minutes. Once more I filmed for wanking fodder later. I sucked each in turn and the boys were giving satisfied purrs as I did so. I crawled up the bed and pushed my own hard cock in Len’s face separating his lips. I managed to get the dripping head between them and for a short moment he took the head of my cock in his mouth. He started to shake his head so I stopped, fearful I might have to explain why their straight friend was pushing a dripping cock into his mouth!
I lubricated my arse and climbed on to Len. Holding his hard cock I sat astride him and sank my hole down on to it. It slid in surprisingly easily and I started to ride up and down. It was wonderful! My years of fingering my hole had successfully made losing my virginity easier than I expected. I had to have both. I slid over on to Jack and repeated the procedure. His cock slid inside me and I was fully engrossed. This wasn’t some wild erotic session as I was too scared to be really active with them so the actual fucking session was short. Jack started to stir and in his drunken haze he started to get up and walk towards the door. I panicked and pulled my briefs back up then steered him to the room door. He was almost sleepwalking, completely oblivious to my presence as I guided him to the toilet and as he stood, I took the opportunity to hold his slowly dwindling erection as he pissed in the bowl. I found it really erotic. Once finished, he turned and walked back to the room on his own and climbed back beside his brother on to of the covers. I stood at the door and watched and within minutes his breathing had once more returned to the heavy inhale and exhale of a drunken coma. I walked back in and knelt once more between the two guys. I started sucking Len’s cock which quickly returned to its previous excited state. I managed to swallow all of it down my throat, tasting his salty precum as I did so.
“Need a hand with that!”
The sound of another voice in the room really made me jump and I turned quickly to find Yu standing by the doorway in a pair of tight boxer shorts.
“I was just putting them to bed,” I mumbled unconvincingly.
“I like your style then,” said Yu.
“How did you get in?” I asked.
“I’ve been in bed for ages and heard all the movement which woke me up and now I found you having sex with our two good friends. How could you?”
It was at that stage I saw the tent in his shorts and realised he was interested in what he was watching.
“Would you like to help me put them to bed?” I asked.
“If you like,” he replied with a nonchalant look as though he didn’t care either way.
He slipped off his shorts exposing a sizeable cock which was about 6 inches long but remarkably thick. His curly blue black hair was thick but confined to his pubic region and his remaining upper body was hairless though I noticed his legs were covered in dark hairs. He walked over, knelt beside me and took Jack’s cock in his mouth sucking it fervently. It felt so naughty and dangerous with both of us doing it. I looked at Yu as he sucked and he looked at me and winked. I realised the digital camera was lying on the bedside table to my left capturing the whole thing.
We each stroked a cock and sucked in between strokes.
Yu looked at me and said, “I think this one is hard enough to………”
As he said it, a jet of cum shot out of Jack’s cock and sprayed his face. He stuck his mouth over it and caught the rest.
“See if you can get him to cum,” he said, picking up my camera, which I thought he hadn’t noticed, and zooming in as I sucked and wanked Len.
It took over 5 minutes before I received the same reward he had. He smiled as I took my hand off Len’s cock and leaned over, kissing my face and licked the cum.
“Let’s tidy up here and go through to my room,” he said.
We did and I ended up, not only having my first ever real sex session, but being fucked for over an hour my a surprisingly energetic Yu. He fucked me doggy fashion, legs in the air and straight forward up the rear, before spraying his wonderful cum over my chest and then sucking me off.
Afterwards Yu confessed that he had also sucked Gary off the previous night when he had returned back to the flat. He had been amazed how little Gary had cum but noticed dried cum between his legs. It had crossed his mind that perhaps I had been playing around with him but he put it out of his head.
We kept our secret and three months later, I moved into a flat with him. I was one of his dad’s properties from his small empire. I, of course, was a lodger helping to pay the rent.
That’s life to date, a great and still secret affair and an even bigger secret to be kept from our three straight friends. We often watch the footage from that night as we have sex and remember the time we grabbed a moment of opportunity!
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Monday, November 09, 2009
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
A Community Service
A Community Service
By kewtieboy
First time,bi,anal,oral,gay,group,endowed
A small guy with a large cock finds his bisexuality and large endowment it much appreciated by those around him adding spice to their sex lives.
Even at 19, Jason was small in stature. This height problem had plagued him through childhood. Now he stood 5 feet and 2 inches with a slim 29 inch waist and features to match. He wasn’t by any means a freak, far from it. He was in proportion but just – small. He was a good looking young guy with short curly dirty blonde hair and a despite being small, wasn’t skinny.
“Shorty” had been small all his life and throughout schooldays had developed a complex, feeling inadequate and envying all the other guys through both his primary year and early secondary school years. His parents, when he was a small child, were aware, however, that Jason had one attribute which was larger than it should be. Jason was hung! His mother was aware that, even as a baby, his penis was way out of proportion to his body but mothers being mothers, believed the doctors when they told her this sometimes happened and its growth would slow to allow the rest of his body to catch up. Of course by the time little boys reach the age of 9 or 10, they stop flashing their personal bits so freely in front of parents and family and so at that point, they were unable to monitor his future development. His penis, though still large, seemed to stabilise in size and they assumed that, as puberty came along, he would normalise in everything. His growth actually slowed and Jason’s height more or less stayed at that of a boy in his early teens. Everything about him developed though and his voice deepened, he started shaving, etc. Parents assumed Jason was just going to be smaller than average and that was it!
It was year two in his secondary school when, after football practice Jason’s private area became exposed to the rest of the boys in the class. The number of jaws dropping suggested that small though Jason was, he had one attribute which made him the envy of the class. Picture, if you will dear reader (without salivating), a skinny, small teen with thin arms and legs and a long trunk of a cock swinging between his legs. You will then realise the impact this vision had on his mates, probably giving them inferiority complexes for the rest of their lives.
They say that simple memories and experiences from youth can form the way we turn out as adults and also form our sexual interests. Jason became popular as the story of his cock size spread into the female side of the class. Jason began to enjoy exposing his attribute whenever he could as he loved seeing the expression on everyone’s face when he did. Obviously he didn’t get the same opportunity to expose to the girls but he did enjoy wearing the skimpiest Speedos he could, to ensure that even they knew what he had between his legs.
Jason was so busy being an exhibitionist, he had little time to actually use his cock other than for self pleasure and at 18, he was still a virgin. However something in his development left Jason fully aware that he didn’t care whether he turned on boys, girls, older or younger. Each equally excited him. His first full sexual encounter further cemented his bisexuality.
One of his college friends, Mark, was dating the “catch of the year” in Selena Jackson. Selena was a precocious prick teaser who knew her full market value and only went with the best looking college guys. Mark was one of them and Jason found both him and his girlfriend sexy, frequently wanking off while wondering what they did in bed. Jason needed some notes for college and called in to see Mark at home one Friday night finding him and Selena much the worse for alcohol. Mark’s parents were away from home for a wedding and he had invited her over for a night of passion. It looked like the alcohol had taken effect before the passion had and the pair of them were extremely giggly and silly when Jason arrived. He apologised, picked up his notes and went to leave when Mark suggested he stay for a drink. Jason felt embarrassed and a bit of a gooseberry but decided to stay for one beer. It was as they sat chatting that Mark turned to Selena and told her Jason had the biggest cock in the town.
“So why am I with you” she said giggling, “When there’s a real man available?”
“Cos I’m gorgeous and hunky and good in bed,” he replied.
Jason blushed.
“I bet he’s good in bed too and hung with it,” she said.
“Dunno,” said Mark, “I’ve never seen him hard – obviously!”
“How big are you hard?” asked Selena.
“Eleven inches,” said Jason, without missing a beat.
“You’re fucking joking,” she slurred. “That means your dick is almost as long as your forearm.”
“It is, and just as thick,” said Jason wondering where this might lead while their guard had been reduced by the alcohol.
“And you?” she said looking at Mark.
“Six and a half,” he said and then looking at Jason continued with, “Eleven inches??”
Jason smugly nodded, his cock starting to stir and he saw another opportunity not only to expose himself but to do it to the two people he fancied most.
“Prove it!” This was not Selena but Mark talking.
“I don’t expose anything unless you two do too. Anyway I need something to get it hard and you two having some fun would help,” he said.
There was a silence as Selena swigged another mouthful of cider and Mark nervously swigged his beer then she suddenly looked at Mark and said, “You’re on!”
Jason wasn’t experienced in these things but he was experienced in exposing himself and finding it erotic. From the look on Mark’s face he had a look of anticipation but Jason couldn’t work out if it was because he wanted to show his girlfriend’s attributes off, he wanted to see Jason’s cock hard, he wanted to perform publicly or he just found the whole thing exciting. Jason started to pull of his shirt and that broke the impasse. Selena’s tits were exposed in one swoop and she gave a dazzling smile.
“C’mon twerp,” she said to Mark, “Get ‘em off!”
Mark started to pull off his t-shirt and Selena, already down to a pair of small, almost transparent briefs, started on his jean flies. Jason held back, slowly stripping but staying behind the pace of his friends so that by the time Selena was hauling off Mark’s shorts to expose a cute, stiff 6.5 inch boner, Jason had just made it to his briefs. Selena also stripped off and Jason saw his first serious “cunt on heat.”
Selena’s slit hardly looked big enough to take Mark let alone his. Of course at this stage he was only to be a spectator anyway, there had been no suggestion he would be getting rid of his virginity.
“Show Jason what you’re made off Mark,” said Selena, lying back on the floor and opening her legs.
Her rich pink slit now looked very inviting. The pubic hair was neatly trimmed and hardly covered any of it. Mark was stroking his cock before fumbling in his jeans pockets for a condom. His cock, like Jason’s was uncut and curved upwards almost like a banana. His balls were medium size and hung tightly between his legs. His pubic hair was not trimmed in any way. Mark’s athletic body looked really sexy especially alongside this beautiful blonde girl with toned and firm breasts, the nipples pointing out almost as hard as Mark’s cock. Mark had managed to stretch the condom over his cock which made him look even harder. He pointed his dick and inserted it into Selena who groaned as it slid easily into her dripping cunt. Getting bold, Jason crawled closer so he could watch the action.
Mark and Selena were already oblivious to his presence and they started serious fucking. She wrapped her legs around him (concealing Jason’s view) and Mark’s arse started to ride up and down as he fucked her. His lips kissed her hungrily moving from her open mouth to her breasts. Jason positioned himself at the rear and had an excellent view of Mark’s cock entering her, the juices running out and Mark’s open arsehole winking as he pumped her.
“Hey big boy, what about your part of the deal?” said Selena, her word being interrupted by Mark’s downward thrusts.
“Oh, yes sorry, I was carried away watching you two,” said Jason as he slipped his briefs down and off.
“Fucking Hell” gasped Selena, as his cock sprung into view. “That’s a bloody work of art.”
She stretched her arm out as though to beckon Jason closer so he hobbled forward on his knees towards her. She gripped it firmly and his cock rose suddenly out of her grip. She pulled him by his cock towards her and leaned upwards to take the head in her mouth. She slid his foreskin back and, with some difficulty, wrapped her lips around the head. Mark looked bemused as his girlfriend started having sex with another guy in front of him.
“I’ve got to stop,” said Mark, “Or I’m going to cum. That view is too hot for words.”
“Mark, can he try to fuck me?” asked Selena.
“Em, ok but be careful,” he said.
“You put him in me,” she said to Mark.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I need you involved so you hold his cock and put it in me.”
Mark didn’t look as though this was part of his plan so he didn’t see Jason’s smiling face as he stretched the condom over his cock after initially trying to put it on the wrong way around.
Mark kneeled to one side and gripped Jason’s cock.
“Jeesus mate, that is one Hell of a piece of meat when it’s ready for action,” he said.
As Jason lined up Mark held it and managed the initial slide to the entrance but had to withdraw as Mark started pushing. He knew enough to take it easy and Selena was making sounds that could have been pain or pleasure but she wasn’t stopping him so he kept going. His entry was a slow, steady push until almost all his cock was inside her. He started the fucking noting that Mark was behind him doing just what he had been doing a few moments ago. He then started to kiss Selena. His open mouth and tongue searched her horny mouth as she kissed and sucked him like a hungry beast. She wailed and he realised he had quickly brought her to an orgasm and he felt her fingers then nails dig his back as her legs tightened pulling him towards her. He waiting and slowly stroked in and out, his lips tracing her breasts and nipples.
“Mark, bring your cock here,” she said.
Mark hobbled around on his knees as she took his cock in her mouth and sucked.
“I want you both to cum in me, one in the mouth and the other down there.”
Mark stroked his cock over her open mouth, her lips wrapping around it on every third or fourth stroke and Jason started his steady fucking action. He knew he wouldn’t be long anyway.
The two male orgasms were timed within a few seconds of another female one. Jason watched as Mark’s cum jetted healthily from the tip of his cock, first shooting on her cheeks and then, with some better aim, straight into her open mouth, some dribbling down her neck. His own orgasm was tipped by this view and he hammered fervently as his own load disgorged into her gaping cunt. It was at that moment she climaxed again.
Once they all calmed down, she lay between Jason’s legs on the floor stroking his dwindling erection and licking his cock as though it were a pet teddy bear. Mark was slightly embarrassed and found getting drinks and busying himself a better way to do it.
“Don’t tell anyone about this,” begged Mark.
Jason agreed but had a feeling Selena may not be so tight lipped about her experience.
So that was Jason’s introduction to the act of sex, a threesome with a friend and girlfriend and it was that incident which slightly turned him away from the idea of finding a girl and settling down. He thought long and hard about it and realised he loved the idea of being the centre of attraction. He knew he could place a swinger’s ad and attract many couples or even groups but it didn’t appeal to him to meet people cold who already knew what they were getting. He wanted them to discover his cock. He loved when women and men gasped on seeing it.
Selena did let slip the story of Jason’s cock and he was aware as the girls in college looked and sniggered, that many wanted to see it close up. However Jason didn’t want his second session to be a one to one. He had a taste for bisexual sex and wanted more.
After a college sports day, Jason had showered keeping his cock concealed. The more people wanted to see it, the more he was enjoying keeping it from them. Gary Johnson, was a camp little guy, the same age as Jason. He moved in completely different circles and was openly gay. In fact he was more than openly gay. He didn’t dress as a woman but had that stylish, almost cross dressing way of attire. His hair was streaked blonde on black with little blue stripes, it was draped covering half his face which meant he had to keep sweeping it back in a girly fashion. He had pierced ears with slightly bigger hoops than any guy should have, a scarf which looked more like a pashmina crossed with an Arab keffiyeh draped camply around his neck. His trousers were tight showing what little lump he had in front of his pants and his tops were always brightly coloured and tight fitting too. His friend was ex-college boy and dressed in a similar fashion. Most joked about who was top and who was bottom as they both looked too effeminate for either to take a manly role.
Anyway back to the changing room. This was not a place where Jason would expect to meet Gary but he had been enforced to attend the games day. Jason had seen this guy lurking outside the showers. Though Gary was also small and slim, he was slightly taller and better built than Jason. Funnily his friend was over six feet and looked a little incongruous as a camp giant. As Jason was pulling on his jeans, Gary came over.
“Is it true?”
“Eh, sorry?”
“About your…..” he nodded his head towards Jason’s crotch area.
“It depends what you heard,” said Gary, his interest rising, as he loved hungry people trying to prise information about his pride and joy.
“You’re massive down there, and you had your cock handled by Mark Webster.”
“Who told you that!” snapped Jason.
“Selena told Suzie and Suzie told Gina who’s the sister of my friend Tony.”
Tony was obviously the camp giant.
“So what if it is,” said Jason, a little disgruntled that his “bisexual” secret had escaped.
“Tony and I would kill to be fucked by something like that.” He nodded again towards Jason’s crotch.
“I’m not gay and I don’t do bums,” said Jason. “Anyway you could never take this as it would split your arse in two.”
He continued dressing.
“Well you did cop a feel at Mark Webster so if you change your mind, we’d love to prove you wrong,” said Gary as he walked over to continue dressing.”
Jason finished his dressing and walked over. “Surely it’s messy taking a dick in your hole?” he said.
“Not the way we prepare,” said Gary, “And it’s one Hell of a lot tighter than cunt, trust me!”
Jason started to walk away and Gary handed him a piece of paper. “My number and we’re both free with a place on Saturday night. We intended doing each other but you would put a whole new perspective on it.”
He nodded reverently to Jason’s cock again.
Jason knew he had to try it. The circumstances were ticking his boxes. Neither guy had seen his cock and they were already worshipping it, he had never seen a gay guy naked or seen what they do and he was getting the chance to fuck two at the same time.
It took him until late on Thursday night and after a few beers, to pluck up enough courage to telephone Gary.
“I’m not promising anything,” he said, “but I’d like to know more about what you do so I’ll come along on Saturday if you’ll have me!”
He regretted using the word ‘have’ as soon as he had said it.
Arrangements were made with a more than enthusiastic Gary and that was it.
The place for the meet was Tony’s house which was ‘sans parents’ for the weekend. Jason had dressed as manly as his 5 feet and 2 inches would allow and called from the corner for Gary to come and get him. Beers were offered and gratefully accepted and after the third Gary broached the subject.
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
“Would you two do what you were going to do and let me watch for a minute or two?”
Gary nodded and the two guys started to kiss. Jason was amazed how quickly his erection rose but he kept it from sight. Now Gary had Tony’s top off and was kissing his nipples. His chest was hairless and his pink nipples were erect. Jason could see the erection in Tony’s jeans. Mark’s top was soon off too and Tony started to unbutton his jeans, leaving his standing with very sexy multicoloured and tight boxer briefs his cock clearly visible. Soon both were at the same state of undress and Gary dropped to his knees exposing Tony’s uncut cock. A generous 7 inches popped out curving upwards, the skin gently peeling back to expose a dark pink slit, precum oozing gently from the tip. Gary licked it off and then engulfed the cock in one go, used to swallowing its length.
When the time came to change places, Gary’s cock was a shorter 6 inches and thinner than his friend, but as hard as a rock.
“Who does who?” asked Jason.
“Turn about,” replied Gary as his cock was slurped upon. “Tonight, I get it!”
As if on cue, he turned and bent over showing his pale pink arse to his friend and Jason. The ring was rimmed with a darker pink that possibly proved he took Tony on a regular basis. Tony, by now, has his tongue embedded into Gary’s arsehole. That was it for Jason and he started to strip. Both boys made an attempt to continue but it didn’t take a fool to realise they were waiting for the ‘reveal.’
Jason now stood in his boxers. He preferred the way they covered his cock and were more comfortable. He slid them down, smiling as he watched the boys. When his cock sprung into view the gasps were loud.
“Fucking Hell, it’s even bigger than I heard,” said Gary.
The clamour to be first to wrap a mouth around it ended as Gary fell on the couch and Tony wrapped his mouth around the head. Gary quickly joined him, licking Jason’s hanging balls. This is what he loved. Being worshipped by adoring fans! Within seconds, Jason’s hole and scrotum were being licked from below by Gary as Tony gave him a blow job which was amazing and brought him swiftly to boiling point. Tony’s expertise meant he sensed the impending orgasm and stopped sucking gently slowing his pace.
Jason was amazed to have his legs raised by Gary and he immediately started to rim his hole while Tony slurped on his cock again. Jason was in Heaven with all the attention. He had a feeling that he would be asked to perform very shortly. He was proven right.
“Would you fuck me?” whispered Gary between slurps.
“Will you manage?” asked Jason.
“I’ll die trying.”
To loosen him, Tony slapped some lubricating jelly on his own cock and Gary’s hole and, unprotected, he slid his cock into him. It slid in with surprising ease. Even though he hadn’t seen arse fucking before he had expected a more slow approach to penetration. Gary was like a wild animal as he knelt doggy fashion and took Tony’s cock from tip to hilt and back again while Jason stroked his own straining cock and watched in awe.
“Come over and get ready,” said Tony beckoning Jason to his side.
Jason slid over and, while still fucking, Tony handed him a condom and some lube. He eagerly stretched the rubber, with the usual difficulty, over his cock and lubed its full length. The stretch of the latex made it look unusually false, the veins standing out and the colour paling with the tension of the condom.
“Please fuck him and let me watch,” pleaded Tony.
As Jason took doggy position behind Gary, Tony slid under Gary’s legs looking upwards and waited.
“Straight in Jason, just line it up and go!” he said.
“Are you sure this is ok Gary?” Jason asked, worried about the rectal impact on him.
“Oh fuck yes, I’ve waited all my life for this.”
Jason lined up his cock and after gently pushing the head against Gary’s opening, slid straight in with one push. The first sensation was like being enveloped in a slippery glove and the resultant sound from Gary suggested he loved it.
Jason started the fucking, feeling Tony’s tongue licking the underside of his balls as he went. Gary whimpered as Jason started to pick up speed and soon he was at full tilt, sliding his long cock all the way out, holding for a split second and plunging in again. He was amazed that Gary’s arsehole was spotless and assumed some cleaning and thorough exercise had been done to ensure he could be as rough as he wanted. By now Jason’s hands firmly gripped Gary’s skinny hips and he was hammering at his arse.
Gary groaned screamed, “I’m cumming!”
No one was touching him!
Tony slid up and opened his mouth as Gary spontaneously erupted. The cum flew everywhere with only a few drops actually making its target. Jason didn’t need much coaxing and he pumped his cum into Gary’s arse. The long slow slide out was controlled by Tony who gripped Jason’s long cock as he wanked himself furiously, erupting into the air and his own legs.
“You are a fucking stud,” said Gary. “Will you fuck me again sometime – please?”
“Maybe,” said Jason. “I’m supposed to be straight, remember!”
“Let me tell you,” said Gary, “No woman’s cunt is every going to give you that feeling!”
Jason smiled and said, “We’ll see.”
Jason felt like the winner of Pop Idol or X-Factor. Everywhere he went, people whispered and looked at him adoringly. He assumed rumours of his arse fucking had also been spread but it didn’t stop the girls at college from chatting him up every chance they got. Jason was waiting for a scenario to push his boundaries further. He wasn’t sure what it was but knew he would be clear once propositioned. He loved playing hard to get.
The English teacher, David Grant, was a young looking 40 with and even younger looking wife who was supposed to be 33. She wasn’t Jason’s type, all candy floss and platinum blonde hair in the archetypical “Marilyn Monroe” way. They looked an incongruous pair, him with his glasses, slim body (fit mind you), tweed sports jacket and chinos and she always fluttering around campus looking more like his bimbo daughter than a wife.
“Em, Jason, could you stay back a minute, I want to talk about your essay,” said Mr Grant at the end of class.
“Certainly Mr Grant,” said Jason.
After some preamble about the essay, Jason sensed a certain embarrassment from Mr Grant. He stood up from his position leaning over the desk, and took his glasses off looking straight at Jason.
“There was something else I wanted to mention to you,” said Mr Grant.
“Yes,” said Jason.
“There have been some rumours going around about your, em, sexual activities.”
“I’m over 18 Mr Grant!”
“Oh, of course, em, I know. I’m not reprimanding you but as well as hearing about the activities, there are also rumours about why you have been enjoying sexual popularity.”
“You know what rumours are like Mr Grant,” said Jason, enjoying his embarrassment.
“What do you think of Cindy?” he said.
“You mean Barbie?” Jason thought, but actually said, “Who’s Cindy?”
My em, wife.”
“Oh yes, the blonde lady; very vivacious!”
“Yes, exactly right. She’s a very demanding wife in many ways and I like to keep her happy. She has also heard about your exploits and I know you are much younger than we are but she is attractive, you must admit?”
“Oh, so you want me to shag her then?” said Jason.
“Well, I suppose yes, though I might have answered a little more tactfully. I have also heard that you might be willing to let me join you too.”
“Ah you both want shagged,” said Jason, now in full flow and in control.
“Maybe not actually shagged but certainly some entertainment might be fun.”
“You’re on,” said Jason, “When?”
So it was once again a Saturday night and Jason arrived at Mr Grant’s house. He was invited in by Mr Grant, “Please call me David while we are off duty, so to speak. Cindy is upstairs having a bath. Would you like a beer?”
“You bet,” said Jason
They had each consumed three beers before Cindy came downstairs in a flimsy little housecoat which was transparent enough for Jason to see her bra and pants through the material. She had an amazing body and though not a large woman, she towered over him, as did David Grant.
“David says you’re here to entertain us,” she said, clearly emphasising the “us.”
“My wish is your command,” said Jason.
“I’m pleased to hear it,” she said.
Jason realised she was pulling the strings, not her husband.
“Sometimes we have a lady friend to visit and she and I get very friendly together. David likes that, don’t you dear?”
David nodded meekly.
“I feel though that it’s not fair that I should get all the fun to myself so when I heard what you had been up to, I felt a cute little boy like you could offer us both a little fun. I hear you swing both ways.”
“It that all you’ve heard?” said Jason.
“Is there more?” she asked. “We just liked the idea of a randy little lad who was bisexual, romping all over us.”
Jason smiled. Did he have a surprise for them!
She dropped her housecoat and turned her back, asking Jason to take off her bra. He obliged and as she turned to face him, she stood around three inches higher than him. She bent down and kissed him on the lips in quite a dominant way, both her lips covering Jason’s. She started to wriggle out of her clothes but she called her husband to help. As Jason stood, his hands on both of her breasts, David stood behind him, his erection pressing hard against Jason’s buttocks through his trousers. He passed his hands around and unbuckled Jason’s jeans, letting them slip to the floor. His hands moved up and slowly unbuttoned Jason’s shirt. He dropped down and slipped off his shoes and socks leaving Jason standing in his boxers, his erections straining for release. No one thought to look down so the surprise of what Jason had in store remained just that.
As Jason kissed Cindy, he could hear David undress behind him. He was looking forward to seeing one of his lecturers naked and erect. Jason slid Cindy’s panties down and she kicked them off. His fingers gently teased open her well trimmed cunt and he felt the warm moisture, a mix of the warm bath she had just come from and her own juices. He swung her around so that he could see David.
David Grant was a fine man, slim and around five feet, ten inches tall. He had a wisp of chest hair and though not muscular his body was well defined. His hair had flecks of grey bit was close cropped. His cock stood out from a thick bush of dark hair and was uncut. It looked to be about six or seven inches long though not thick. I suppose “slightly above average would suit the description.
“Come on darling, don’t gawp. Why not help our friend out of his pants and give his cock a little kiss,” Cindy said in a Marilyn Monroe kind of voice.
Jason’s cock was semi-hard and sloping downwards within his shorts, not really giving away its full potential. Cindy swung him around to face David and as David dropped to his knees and crawled towards David, Cindy slid his shorts down. Jason’s cock sprung out and eleven inches narrowly missed causing him concussion.
“Fucking Hell,” said David.
“I thought we shouldn’t swear Mr Grant,” said Jason mockingly.
“Where the fuck have you been hiding that?” he continued, oblivious to Jason’s sarcasm.
“What darling?” twittered Cindy as she walked around to have a look.
“What the hell is that?” she gasped.
“My surprise for you,” said Jason, his cock now excited and standing at full mast.
The pair were like starving wild animals as Cindy threw off her precocious attitude and dropped to her knees, fighting with her husband to wrap her mouth around it.
Jason was in full glory with two older adults kneeling at his feet, four hands gripping his cock and balls and two mouths slurping over the head of his dripping dick. This went on for some time and it was Jason who suggested they should go somewhere a little more comfortable. Cindy gripped his cock and led him to the bedroom. She lay on the bed and Jason climbed over her in the sixty-nine position, pulling her legs apart and sinking his mouth over her cunt. Cindy, at the other end, continued her oral ministrations to his monstrous cock. David stood wanking and then dropped to his knees. His wife’s legs were draped over the bottom of the bed with Jason’s head buried between her legs. David joined Jason’s oral work on his wife’s cunt with both mouths meeting and slurping at the same time, her wet vagina lips offering the third open orifice.
Jason found this really exciting, slurping his teacher’s wife’s cunt while his teacher kissed him and his wife was sucking on his cock.
“Stop please,” he shouted, “or I’ll fill your mouth with cum!”
Cindy stopped dead. One thing she wasn’t going to do was miss out on this monster being embedded inside her.
“Fuck me Jason,” she pleaded.
Jason wanted to put on a show. He climbed off the bed, his monster cock sticking obscenely out in front of him. He was aware, they were watching his beauty and he loved the attention. Cindy lay, idly stroking her open cunt while David, slowly stroked his hard cock. Jason took the condom and slowly ripped open the package, stretching the rubber with some difficulty, over the head of his cock then stroking it downwards as it unravelled down the full length of the beast. He wanked it a little then took some lubricant and rubbed it over the condom. David sat in a chair at the foot of the bed as Jason lay sideways behind Cindy and lifted her legs. This meant David had a perfect and uninterrupted view of his wife’s fucking.
Jason fingered her opening and then, with some difficulty started to push his cock into her. Little “O’s” escaped her mouth as he slowly entered her. Though she was wet and loose, the sheer size of his cock was making entry slightly uncomfortable for her so he treated it like a gay boy’s arse, and took his time. Soon it was Cindy pushing back on to him so he knew she was ready. He made sure his cock was in full view of David as being watched by her husband was giving him almost as much pleasure as the actual fuck.
Every time he slid in, he would withdraw the full length and then plunge in again until his speed started to pick up. His hands grasped her breasts from behind and his cock was becoming a piston. Cindy was gasping more now and her gasps became squeals of pleasure, getting quicker and louder. Jason knew she was close and started to really hammer into her.
Her orgasm was real enough. She grabbed his legs behind her and pushed hard into his cock as she came, screaming in complete and utter ecstasy. David walked forward and stuck his cock in her mouth and she started to suck him. Jason, slowed to allow her to subside a little and then swung her on to her back (almost taking the head off David’ cock in the process as Cindy released it).
He opened her legs and entered her from the front, lifting them above his shoulders as he started to fuck towards his own orgasm. David climbed on to the bed at her head and started to wank in her mouth. It didn’t really take long. Cindy still managed another mini-orgasm before David ejaculated a magnificent load of cum from his cock, straight down her face to her chest, some landing on Jason’s pubic area as he fucked. Jason came, thrusting his spurts into Cindy as he did so. He collapsed on the bed as all three had those nervous giggles you get after intimate sessions like these.
“You kept that quiet,” said Cindy looking down at Jason’s dwindling erection, the condom sagging off the end with a healthy load of twinky cum in it.
Jason smiled as Cindy wiped the cum off her body with a towel.
“Glad to be of service,” he said. “I like to help the community.”
This session was kept quiet, unlike some of the others, but despite that, his reputation as a small, well endowed stud who would swing both ways, led him into many further adventures. Jason rarely did the same person or persons twice as he always loved that moment of unveiling so once it was in the past it was past. No longer was his small stature a negative in his life and he looked forward to many further sexual adventures in the future.
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By kewtieboy
First time,bi,anal,oral,gay,group,endowed
A small guy with a large cock finds his bisexuality and large endowment it much appreciated by those around him adding spice to their sex lives.
Even at 19, Jason was small in stature. This height problem had plagued him through childhood. Now he stood 5 feet and 2 inches with a slim 29 inch waist and features to match. He wasn’t by any means a freak, far from it. He was in proportion but just – small. He was a good looking young guy with short curly dirty blonde hair and a despite being small, wasn’t skinny.
“Shorty” had been small all his life and throughout schooldays had developed a complex, feeling inadequate and envying all the other guys through both his primary year and early secondary school years. His parents, when he was a small child, were aware, however, that Jason had one attribute which was larger than it should be. Jason was hung! His mother was aware that, even as a baby, his penis was way out of proportion to his body but mothers being mothers, believed the doctors when they told her this sometimes happened and its growth would slow to allow the rest of his body to catch up. Of course by the time little boys reach the age of 9 or 10, they stop flashing their personal bits so freely in front of parents and family and so at that point, they were unable to monitor his future development. His penis, though still large, seemed to stabilise in size and they assumed that, as puberty came along, he would normalise in everything. His growth actually slowed and Jason’s height more or less stayed at that of a boy in his early teens. Everything about him developed though and his voice deepened, he started shaving, etc. Parents assumed Jason was just going to be smaller than average and that was it!
It was year two in his secondary school when, after football practice Jason’s private area became exposed to the rest of the boys in the class. The number of jaws dropping suggested that small though Jason was, he had one attribute which made him the envy of the class. Picture, if you will dear reader (without salivating), a skinny, small teen with thin arms and legs and a long trunk of a cock swinging between his legs. You will then realise the impact this vision had on his mates, probably giving them inferiority complexes for the rest of their lives.
They say that simple memories and experiences from youth can form the way we turn out as adults and also form our sexual interests. Jason became popular as the story of his cock size spread into the female side of the class. Jason began to enjoy exposing his attribute whenever he could as he loved seeing the expression on everyone’s face when he did. Obviously he didn’t get the same opportunity to expose to the girls but he did enjoy wearing the skimpiest Speedos he could, to ensure that even they knew what he had between his legs.
Jason was so busy being an exhibitionist, he had little time to actually use his cock other than for self pleasure and at 18, he was still a virgin. However something in his development left Jason fully aware that he didn’t care whether he turned on boys, girls, older or younger. Each equally excited him. His first full sexual encounter further cemented his bisexuality.
One of his college friends, Mark, was dating the “catch of the year” in Selena Jackson. Selena was a precocious prick teaser who knew her full market value and only went with the best looking college guys. Mark was one of them and Jason found both him and his girlfriend sexy, frequently wanking off while wondering what they did in bed. Jason needed some notes for college and called in to see Mark at home one Friday night finding him and Selena much the worse for alcohol. Mark’s parents were away from home for a wedding and he had invited her over for a night of passion. It looked like the alcohol had taken effect before the passion had and the pair of them were extremely giggly and silly when Jason arrived. He apologised, picked up his notes and went to leave when Mark suggested he stay for a drink. Jason felt embarrassed and a bit of a gooseberry but decided to stay for one beer. It was as they sat chatting that Mark turned to Selena and told her Jason had the biggest cock in the town.
“So why am I with you” she said giggling, “When there’s a real man available?”
“Cos I’m gorgeous and hunky and good in bed,” he replied.
Jason blushed.
“I bet he’s good in bed too and hung with it,” she said.
“Dunno,” said Mark, “I’ve never seen him hard – obviously!”
“How big are you hard?” asked Selena.
“Eleven inches,” said Jason, without missing a beat.
“You’re fucking joking,” she slurred. “That means your dick is almost as long as your forearm.”
“It is, and just as thick,” said Jason wondering where this might lead while their guard had been reduced by the alcohol.
“And you?” she said looking at Mark.
“Six and a half,” he said and then looking at Jason continued with, “Eleven inches??”
Jason smugly nodded, his cock starting to stir and he saw another opportunity not only to expose himself but to do it to the two people he fancied most.
“Prove it!” This was not Selena but Mark talking.
“I don’t expose anything unless you two do too. Anyway I need something to get it hard and you two having some fun would help,” he said.
There was a silence as Selena swigged another mouthful of cider and Mark nervously swigged his beer then she suddenly looked at Mark and said, “You’re on!”
Jason wasn’t experienced in these things but he was experienced in exposing himself and finding it erotic. From the look on Mark’s face he had a look of anticipation but Jason couldn’t work out if it was because he wanted to show his girlfriend’s attributes off, he wanted to see Jason’s cock hard, he wanted to perform publicly or he just found the whole thing exciting. Jason started to pull of his shirt and that broke the impasse. Selena’s tits were exposed in one swoop and she gave a dazzling smile.
“C’mon twerp,” she said to Mark, “Get ‘em off!”
Mark started to pull off his t-shirt and Selena, already down to a pair of small, almost transparent briefs, started on his jean flies. Jason held back, slowly stripping but staying behind the pace of his friends so that by the time Selena was hauling off Mark’s shorts to expose a cute, stiff 6.5 inch boner, Jason had just made it to his briefs. Selena also stripped off and Jason saw his first serious “cunt on heat.”
Selena’s slit hardly looked big enough to take Mark let alone his. Of course at this stage he was only to be a spectator anyway, there had been no suggestion he would be getting rid of his virginity.
“Show Jason what you’re made off Mark,” said Selena, lying back on the floor and opening her legs.
Her rich pink slit now looked very inviting. The pubic hair was neatly trimmed and hardly covered any of it. Mark was stroking his cock before fumbling in his jeans pockets for a condom. His cock, like Jason’s was uncut and curved upwards almost like a banana. His balls were medium size and hung tightly between his legs. His pubic hair was not trimmed in any way. Mark’s athletic body looked really sexy especially alongside this beautiful blonde girl with toned and firm breasts, the nipples pointing out almost as hard as Mark’s cock. Mark had managed to stretch the condom over his cock which made him look even harder. He pointed his dick and inserted it into Selena who groaned as it slid easily into her dripping cunt. Getting bold, Jason crawled closer so he could watch the action.
Mark and Selena were already oblivious to his presence and they started serious fucking. She wrapped her legs around him (concealing Jason’s view) and Mark’s arse started to ride up and down as he fucked her. His lips kissed her hungrily moving from her open mouth to her breasts. Jason positioned himself at the rear and had an excellent view of Mark’s cock entering her, the juices running out and Mark’s open arsehole winking as he pumped her.
“Hey big boy, what about your part of the deal?” said Selena, her word being interrupted by Mark’s downward thrusts.
“Oh, yes sorry, I was carried away watching you two,” said Jason as he slipped his briefs down and off.
“Fucking Hell” gasped Selena, as his cock sprung into view. “That’s a bloody work of art.”
She stretched her arm out as though to beckon Jason closer so he hobbled forward on his knees towards her. She gripped it firmly and his cock rose suddenly out of her grip. She pulled him by his cock towards her and leaned upwards to take the head in her mouth. She slid his foreskin back and, with some difficulty, wrapped her lips around the head. Mark looked bemused as his girlfriend started having sex with another guy in front of him.
“I’ve got to stop,” said Mark, “Or I’m going to cum. That view is too hot for words.”
“Mark, can he try to fuck me?” asked Selena.
“Em, ok but be careful,” he said.
“You put him in me,” she said to Mark.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I need you involved so you hold his cock and put it in me.”
Mark didn’t look as though this was part of his plan so he didn’t see Jason’s smiling face as he stretched the condom over his cock after initially trying to put it on the wrong way around.
Mark kneeled to one side and gripped Jason’s cock.
“Jeesus mate, that is one Hell of a piece of meat when it’s ready for action,” he said.
As Jason lined up Mark held it and managed the initial slide to the entrance but had to withdraw as Mark started pushing. He knew enough to take it easy and Selena was making sounds that could have been pain or pleasure but she wasn’t stopping him so he kept going. His entry was a slow, steady push until almost all his cock was inside her. He started the fucking noting that Mark was behind him doing just what he had been doing a few moments ago. He then started to kiss Selena. His open mouth and tongue searched her horny mouth as she kissed and sucked him like a hungry beast. She wailed and he realised he had quickly brought her to an orgasm and he felt her fingers then nails dig his back as her legs tightened pulling him towards her. He waiting and slowly stroked in and out, his lips tracing her breasts and nipples.
“Mark, bring your cock here,” she said.
Mark hobbled around on his knees as she took his cock in her mouth and sucked.
“I want you both to cum in me, one in the mouth and the other down there.”
Mark stroked his cock over her open mouth, her lips wrapping around it on every third or fourth stroke and Jason started his steady fucking action. He knew he wouldn’t be long anyway.
The two male orgasms were timed within a few seconds of another female one. Jason watched as Mark’s cum jetted healthily from the tip of his cock, first shooting on her cheeks and then, with some better aim, straight into her open mouth, some dribbling down her neck. His own orgasm was tipped by this view and he hammered fervently as his own load disgorged into her gaping cunt. It was at that moment she climaxed again.
Once they all calmed down, she lay between Jason’s legs on the floor stroking his dwindling erection and licking his cock as though it were a pet teddy bear. Mark was slightly embarrassed and found getting drinks and busying himself a better way to do it.
“Don’t tell anyone about this,” begged Mark.
Jason agreed but had a feeling Selena may not be so tight lipped about her experience.
So that was Jason’s introduction to the act of sex, a threesome with a friend and girlfriend and it was that incident which slightly turned him away from the idea of finding a girl and settling down. He thought long and hard about it and realised he loved the idea of being the centre of attraction. He knew he could place a swinger’s ad and attract many couples or even groups but it didn’t appeal to him to meet people cold who already knew what they were getting. He wanted them to discover his cock. He loved when women and men gasped on seeing it.
Selena did let slip the story of Jason’s cock and he was aware as the girls in college looked and sniggered, that many wanted to see it close up. However Jason didn’t want his second session to be a one to one. He had a taste for bisexual sex and wanted more.
After a college sports day, Jason had showered keeping his cock concealed. The more people wanted to see it, the more he was enjoying keeping it from them. Gary Johnson, was a camp little guy, the same age as Jason. He moved in completely different circles and was openly gay. In fact he was more than openly gay. He didn’t dress as a woman but had that stylish, almost cross dressing way of attire. His hair was streaked blonde on black with little blue stripes, it was draped covering half his face which meant he had to keep sweeping it back in a girly fashion. He had pierced ears with slightly bigger hoops than any guy should have, a scarf which looked more like a pashmina crossed with an Arab keffiyeh draped camply around his neck. His trousers were tight showing what little lump he had in front of his pants and his tops were always brightly coloured and tight fitting too. His friend was ex-college boy and dressed in a similar fashion. Most joked about who was top and who was bottom as they both looked too effeminate for either to take a manly role.
Anyway back to the changing room. This was not a place where Jason would expect to meet Gary but he had been enforced to attend the games day. Jason had seen this guy lurking outside the showers. Though Gary was also small and slim, he was slightly taller and better built than Jason. Funnily his friend was over six feet and looked a little incongruous as a camp giant. As Jason was pulling on his jeans, Gary came over.
“Is it true?”
“Eh, sorry?”
“About your…..” he nodded his head towards Jason’s crotch area.
“It depends what you heard,” said Gary, his interest rising, as he loved hungry people trying to prise information about his pride and joy.
“You’re massive down there, and you had your cock handled by Mark Webster.”
“Who told you that!” snapped Jason.
“Selena told Suzie and Suzie told Gina who’s the sister of my friend Tony.”
Tony was obviously the camp giant.
“So what if it is,” said Jason, a little disgruntled that his “bisexual” secret had escaped.
“Tony and I would kill to be fucked by something like that.” He nodded again towards Jason’s crotch.
“I’m not gay and I don’t do bums,” said Jason. “Anyway you could never take this as it would split your arse in two.”
He continued dressing.
“Well you did cop a feel at Mark Webster so if you change your mind, we’d love to prove you wrong,” said Gary as he walked over to continue dressing.”
Jason finished his dressing and walked over. “Surely it’s messy taking a dick in your hole?” he said.
“Not the way we prepare,” said Gary, “And it’s one Hell of a lot tighter than cunt, trust me!”
Jason started to walk away and Gary handed him a piece of paper. “My number and we’re both free with a place on Saturday night. We intended doing each other but you would put a whole new perspective on it.”
He nodded reverently to Jason’s cock again.
Jason knew he had to try it. The circumstances were ticking his boxes. Neither guy had seen his cock and they were already worshipping it, he had never seen a gay guy naked or seen what they do and he was getting the chance to fuck two at the same time.
It took him until late on Thursday night and after a few beers, to pluck up enough courage to telephone Gary.
“I’m not promising anything,” he said, “but I’d like to know more about what you do so I’ll come along on Saturday if you’ll have me!”
He regretted using the word ‘have’ as soon as he had said it.
Arrangements were made with a more than enthusiastic Gary and that was it.
The place for the meet was Tony’s house which was ‘sans parents’ for the weekend. Jason had dressed as manly as his 5 feet and 2 inches would allow and called from the corner for Gary to come and get him. Beers were offered and gratefully accepted and after the third Gary broached the subject.
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
“Would you two do what you were going to do and let me watch for a minute or two?”
Gary nodded and the two guys started to kiss. Jason was amazed how quickly his erection rose but he kept it from sight. Now Gary had Tony’s top off and was kissing his nipples. His chest was hairless and his pink nipples were erect. Jason could see the erection in Tony’s jeans. Mark’s top was soon off too and Tony started to unbutton his jeans, leaving his standing with very sexy multicoloured and tight boxer briefs his cock clearly visible. Soon both were at the same state of undress and Gary dropped to his knees exposing Tony’s uncut cock. A generous 7 inches popped out curving upwards, the skin gently peeling back to expose a dark pink slit, precum oozing gently from the tip. Gary licked it off and then engulfed the cock in one go, used to swallowing its length.
When the time came to change places, Gary’s cock was a shorter 6 inches and thinner than his friend, but as hard as a rock.
“Who does who?” asked Jason.
“Turn about,” replied Gary as his cock was slurped upon. “Tonight, I get it!”
As if on cue, he turned and bent over showing his pale pink arse to his friend and Jason. The ring was rimmed with a darker pink that possibly proved he took Tony on a regular basis. Tony, by now, has his tongue embedded into Gary’s arsehole. That was it for Jason and he started to strip. Both boys made an attempt to continue but it didn’t take a fool to realise they were waiting for the ‘reveal.’
Jason now stood in his boxers. He preferred the way they covered his cock and were more comfortable. He slid them down, smiling as he watched the boys. When his cock sprung into view the gasps were loud.
“Fucking Hell, it’s even bigger than I heard,” said Gary.
The clamour to be first to wrap a mouth around it ended as Gary fell on the couch and Tony wrapped his mouth around the head. Gary quickly joined him, licking Jason’s hanging balls. This is what he loved. Being worshipped by adoring fans! Within seconds, Jason’s hole and scrotum were being licked from below by Gary as Tony gave him a blow job which was amazing and brought him swiftly to boiling point. Tony’s expertise meant he sensed the impending orgasm and stopped sucking gently slowing his pace.
Jason was amazed to have his legs raised by Gary and he immediately started to rim his hole while Tony slurped on his cock again. Jason was in Heaven with all the attention. He had a feeling that he would be asked to perform very shortly. He was proven right.
“Would you fuck me?” whispered Gary between slurps.
“Will you manage?” asked Jason.
“I’ll die trying.”
To loosen him, Tony slapped some lubricating jelly on his own cock and Gary’s hole and, unprotected, he slid his cock into him. It slid in with surprising ease. Even though he hadn’t seen arse fucking before he had expected a more slow approach to penetration. Gary was like a wild animal as he knelt doggy fashion and took Tony’s cock from tip to hilt and back again while Jason stroked his own straining cock and watched in awe.
“Come over and get ready,” said Tony beckoning Jason to his side.
Jason slid over and, while still fucking, Tony handed him a condom and some lube. He eagerly stretched the rubber, with the usual difficulty, over his cock and lubed its full length. The stretch of the latex made it look unusually false, the veins standing out and the colour paling with the tension of the condom.
“Please fuck him and let me watch,” pleaded Tony.
As Jason took doggy position behind Gary, Tony slid under Gary’s legs looking upwards and waited.
“Straight in Jason, just line it up and go!” he said.
“Are you sure this is ok Gary?” Jason asked, worried about the rectal impact on him.
“Oh fuck yes, I’ve waited all my life for this.”
Jason lined up his cock and after gently pushing the head against Gary’s opening, slid straight in with one push. The first sensation was like being enveloped in a slippery glove and the resultant sound from Gary suggested he loved it.
Jason started the fucking, feeling Tony’s tongue licking the underside of his balls as he went. Gary whimpered as Jason started to pick up speed and soon he was at full tilt, sliding his long cock all the way out, holding for a split second and plunging in again. He was amazed that Gary’s arsehole was spotless and assumed some cleaning and thorough exercise had been done to ensure he could be as rough as he wanted. By now Jason’s hands firmly gripped Gary’s skinny hips and he was hammering at his arse.
Gary groaned screamed, “I’m cumming!”
No one was touching him!
Tony slid up and opened his mouth as Gary spontaneously erupted. The cum flew everywhere with only a few drops actually making its target. Jason didn’t need much coaxing and he pumped his cum into Gary’s arse. The long slow slide out was controlled by Tony who gripped Jason’s long cock as he wanked himself furiously, erupting into the air and his own legs.
“You are a fucking stud,” said Gary. “Will you fuck me again sometime – please?”
“Maybe,” said Jason. “I’m supposed to be straight, remember!”
“Let me tell you,” said Gary, “No woman’s cunt is every going to give you that feeling!”
Jason smiled and said, “We’ll see.”
Jason felt like the winner of Pop Idol or X-Factor. Everywhere he went, people whispered and looked at him adoringly. He assumed rumours of his arse fucking had also been spread but it didn’t stop the girls at college from chatting him up every chance they got. Jason was waiting for a scenario to push his boundaries further. He wasn’t sure what it was but knew he would be clear once propositioned. He loved playing hard to get.
The English teacher, David Grant, was a young looking 40 with and even younger looking wife who was supposed to be 33. She wasn’t Jason’s type, all candy floss and platinum blonde hair in the archetypical “Marilyn Monroe” way. They looked an incongruous pair, him with his glasses, slim body (fit mind you), tweed sports jacket and chinos and she always fluttering around campus looking more like his bimbo daughter than a wife.
“Em, Jason, could you stay back a minute, I want to talk about your essay,” said Mr Grant at the end of class.
“Certainly Mr Grant,” said Jason.
After some preamble about the essay, Jason sensed a certain embarrassment from Mr Grant. He stood up from his position leaning over the desk, and took his glasses off looking straight at Jason.
“There was something else I wanted to mention to you,” said Mr Grant.
“Yes,” said Jason.
“There have been some rumours going around about your, em, sexual activities.”
“I’m over 18 Mr Grant!”
“Oh, of course, em, I know. I’m not reprimanding you but as well as hearing about the activities, there are also rumours about why you have been enjoying sexual popularity.”
“You know what rumours are like Mr Grant,” said Jason, enjoying his embarrassment.
“What do you think of Cindy?” he said.
“You mean Barbie?” Jason thought, but actually said, “Who’s Cindy?”
My em, wife.”
“Oh yes, the blonde lady; very vivacious!”
“Yes, exactly right. She’s a very demanding wife in many ways and I like to keep her happy. She has also heard about your exploits and I know you are much younger than we are but she is attractive, you must admit?”
“Oh, so you want me to shag her then?” said Jason.
“Well, I suppose yes, though I might have answered a little more tactfully. I have also heard that you might be willing to let me join you too.”
“Ah you both want shagged,” said Jason, now in full flow and in control.
“Maybe not actually shagged but certainly some entertainment might be fun.”
“You’re on,” said Jason, “When?”
So it was once again a Saturday night and Jason arrived at Mr Grant’s house. He was invited in by Mr Grant, “Please call me David while we are off duty, so to speak. Cindy is upstairs having a bath. Would you like a beer?”
“You bet,” said Jason
They had each consumed three beers before Cindy came downstairs in a flimsy little housecoat which was transparent enough for Jason to see her bra and pants through the material. She had an amazing body and though not a large woman, she towered over him, as did David Grant.
“David says you’re here to entertain us,” she said, clearly emphasising the “us.”
“My wish is your command,” said Jason.
“I’m pleased to hear it,” she said.
Jason realised she was pulling the strings, not her husband.
“Sometimes we have a lady friend to visit and she and I get very friendly together. David likes that, don’t you dear?”
David nodded meekly.
“I feel though that it’s not fair that I should get all the fun to myself so when I heard what you had been up to, I felt a cute little boy like you could offer us both a little fun. I hear you swing both ways.”
“It that all you’ve heard?” said Jason.
“Is there more?” she asked. “We just liked the idea of a randy little lad who was bisexual, romping all over us.”
Jason smiled. Did he have a surprise for them!
She dropped her housecoat and turned her back, asking Jason to take off her bra. He obliged and as she turned to face him, she stood around three inches higher than him. She bent down and kissed him on the lips in quite a dominant way, both her lips covering Jason’s. She started to wriggle out of her clothes but she called her husband to help. As Jason stood, his hands on both of her breasts, David stood behind him, his erection pressing hard against Jason’s buttocks through his trousers. He passed his hands around and unbuckled Jason’s jeans, letting them slip to the floor. His hands moved up and slowly unbuttoned Jason’s shirt. He dropped down and slipped off his shoes and socks leaving Jason standing in his boxers, his erections straining for release. No one thought to look down so the surprise of what Jason had in store remained just that.
As Jason kissed Cindy, he could hear David undress behind him. He was looking forward to seeing one of his lecturers naked and erect. Jason slid Cindy’s panties down and she kicked them off. His fingers gently teased open her well trimmed cunt and he felt the warm moisture, a mix of the warm bath she had just come from and her own juices. He swung her around so that he could see David.
David Grant was a fine man, slim and around five feet, ten inches tall. He had a wisp of chest hair and though not muscular his body was well defined. His hair had flecks of grey bit was close cropped. His cock stood out from a thick bush of dark hair and was uncut. It looked to be about six or seven inches long though not thick. I suppose “slightly above average would suit the description.
“Come on darling, don’t gawp. Why not help our friend out of his pants and give his cock a little kiss,” Cindy said in a Marilyn Monroe kind of voice.
Jason’s cock was semi-hard and sloping downwards within his shorts, not really giving away its full potential. Cindy swung him around to face David and as David dropped to his knees and crawled towards David, Cindy slid his shorts down. Jason’s cock sprung out and eleven inches narrowly missed causing him concussion.
“Fucking Hell,” said David.
“I thought we shouldn’t swear Mr Grant,” said Jason mockingly.
“Where the fuck have you been hiding that?” he continued, oblivious to Jason’s sarcasm.
“What darling?” twittered Cindy as she walked around to have a look.
“What the hell is that?” she gasped.
“My surprise for you,” said Jason, his cock now excited and standing at full mast.
The pair were like starving wild animals as Cindy threw off her precocious attitude and dropped to her knees, fighting with her husband to wrap her mouth around it.
Jason was in full glory with two older adults kneeling at his feet, four hands gripping his cock and balls and two mouths slurping over the head of his dripping dick. This went on for some time and it was Jason who suggested they should go somewhere a little more comfortable. Cindy gripped his cock and led him to the bedroom. She lay on the bed and Jason climbed over her in the sixty-nine position, pulling her legs apart and sinking his mouth over her cunt. Cindy, at the other end, continued her oral ministrations to his monstrous cock. David stood wanking and then dropped to his knees. His wife’s legs were draped over the bottom of the bed with Jason’s head buried between her legs. David joined Jason’s oral work on his wife’s cunt with both mouths meeting and slurping at the same time, her wet vagina lips offering the third open orifice.
Jason found this really exciting, slurping his teacher’s wife’s cunt while his teacher kissed him and his wife was sucking on his cock.
“Stop please,” he shouted, “or I’ll fill your mouth with cum!”
Cindy stopped dead. One thing she wasn’t going to do was miss out on this monster being embedded inside her.
“Fuck me Jason,” she pleaded.
Jason wanted to put on a show. He climbed off the bed, his monster cock sticking obscenely out in front of him. He was aware, they were watching his beauty and he loved the attention. Cindy lay, idly stroking her open cunt while David, slowly stroked his hard cock. Jason took the condom and slowly ripped open the package, stretching the rubber with some difficulty, over the head of his cock then stroking it downwards as it unravelled down the full length of the beast. He wanked it a little then took some lubricant and rubbed it over the condom. David sat in a chair at the foot of the bed as Jason lay sideways behind Cindy and lifted her legs. This meant David had a perfect and uninterrupted view of his wife’s fucking.
Jason fingered her opening and then, with some difficulty started to push his cock into her. Little “O’s” escaped her mouth as he slowly entered her. Though she was wet and loose, the sheer size of his cock was making entry slightly uncomfortable for her so he treated it like a gay boy’s arse, and took his time. Soon it was Cindy pushing back on to him so he knew she was ready. He made sure his cock was in full view of David as being watched by her husband was giving him almost as much pleasure as the actual fuck.
Every time he slid in, he would withdraw the full length and then plunge in again until his speed started to pick up. His hands grasped her breasts from behind and his cock was becoming a piston. Cindy was gasping more now and her gasps became squeals of pleasure, getting quicker and louder. Jason knew she was close and started to really hammer into her.
Her orgasm was real enough. She grabbed his legs behind her and pushed hard into his cock as she came, screaming in complete and utter ecstasy. David walked forward and stuck his cock in her mouth and she started to suck him. Jason, slowed to allow her to subside a little and then swung her on to her back (almost taking the head off David’ cock in the process as Cindy released it).
He opened her legs and entered her from the front, lifting them above his shoulders as he started to fuck towards his own orgasm. David climbed on to the bed at her head and started to wank in her mouth. It didn’t really take long. Cindy still managed another mini-orgasm before David ejaculated a magnificent load of cum from his cock, straight down her face to her chest, some landing on Jason’s pubic area as he fucked. Jason came, thrusting his spurts into Cindy as he did so. He collapsed on the bed as all three had those nervous giggles you get after intimate sessions like these.
“You kept that quiet,” said Cindy looking down at Jason’s dwindling erection, the condom sagging off the end with a healthy load of twinky cum in it.
Jason smiled as Cindy wiped the cum off her body with a towel.
“Glad to be of service,” he said. “I like to help the community.”
This session was kept quiet, unlike some of the others, but despite that, his reputation as a small, well endowed stud who would swing both ways, led him into many further adventures. Jason rarely did the same person or persons twice as he always loved that moment of unveiling so once it was in the past it was past. No longer was his small stature a negative in his life and he looked forward to many further sexual adventures in the future.
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Mandy's Secret
Mandy’s Secret
By kewtieboy
(bi/voyeur/mild bondage/MMMF/anal/anonymous sex)
I can tell you the story now but I wouldn’t have done it a year back. At the time Mandy was the “victim” but now that she knows what happened and is cool with it, I can tell you the details but at the time the sexual high I was getting was way above anything I have ever had and I hope by telling you, some of you might find that you have the same desire hidden inside waiting to be tapped.
Anyway I had better start making sense. Mandy and I were an item. I was 23 and she was a cute little 21. We weren’t thinking of marriage but had scraped enough money from the donation my parents gave us from the sale of a holiday home, to put a deposit down on a small flat in Birmingham in the U.K. Midlands. We had been going out for 3 years and had been in the flat for 18 months so were enjoying regular sex which had moved from the earlier “rampant screwing against the wall” phase, to the more leisurely “fancy staying in with a bottle of wine,” stage. I have to say I missed the “rampant screwing against the wall” part of our sex life and secretly wondered what we could do to get it back.
After the bottle of wine one Friday night, while I was screwing Mandy in the missionary position, for some reason I pulled the edge of a bed sheet over her head as I fucked her. She started to scream and pant in a way I hadn’t heard her for ages and then as I heated up in response, she was shouting “fuck me hard,” “give it to me big boy,” “shove it all the way in,” etc. This was so unlike her. Her nipples were hard as ever and I sucked each in turn she as had an orgasm which almost had the neighbours rushing to call the police.
“What the fuck was that about?” I asked as my 7 inch cock slid out of her wet cunt.
She wouldn’t really answer and it took a second bottle of wine and a lot of persuasion for her to tell me that I had uncovered a little fetish she thought she had lost.
When she had been younger, she and a couple of local lads had experimented sexually in a hut they had found abandoned in some local woods. On a winter’s night she would lie in the dark and the guys would play around with her and let her feel them. The both even fucked her. The game had extended to another girl joining them and eventually another 2 guys. In every case she never saw their cocks and they didn’t see her naked either as it always took place in the dark hut.
When she eventually met her first boyfriend, he had been in his early twenties and 4 years older than her. He had been into mild bondage, tying her wrists to the bedposts and blindfolding her and she found it highly erotic to be fucked by a “stranger.” They had eventually extended the experience into the woods outside town, where she would walk around naked and he would “surprise” her, pin her to a tree and fuck her. She told me that on one of these escapades, another man had followed them without their knowledge and had felt her tits while she was being fucked. Her boyfriend was furious when he realised the guy was at the back of the tree with his hands around the trunk and feeling her in the dark without his immediate knowledge. The guy ran off but Mandy had an amazing orgasm when they resumed their sex.
She continued by saying that when she met me, the sex was fantastic and though we didn’t do role play she had enjoyed every minute so I shouldn’t feel something was missing. The trouble was, after the orgasm she had just had, I knew something was missing and as I had been turned on by her excitement, I wanted to tap it and try again.
“Honestly Brian, I don’t need any extra from you, I just love what you do,” she said.
I played a little trick on her and the next time we had sex, I brought out a little mask, like the ones you get on aircraft to help you sleep, and put it on her before fucking her. She knelt doggie-fashion and gripped the two bedposts as I fucked her and, while doing so, I pretended to be the man who had run off in the woods.
“Bet you’re boyfriend doesn’t fuck like this?” I said. “What’s it like getting an old man’s cock in you, dripping his cum in your cunt?”
She was screaming the place down within 10 minutes so I knew this was something she liked.
I continued the role playing each time we had sex. It had now moved from Fridays only, to twice and sometimes three times a week and, by the time a month had passed, the old man in the woods had become groups of passing strangers, all eager to fuck a blindfolded Mandy. She had no desire to see me during sex and wanted me to take on the role of whoever I said I was from randy students to married men with three kids. Every session was getting wilder and I even procured a full head mask so that she was completely in the dark. I rather enjoyed the complete control as we played our games and she liked being lightly tied to the bed and at my mercy.
One Tuesday night, we drove into the same wood she mentioned, left the car on the perimeter and walked in the almost pitch dark as far in as we dared without getting lost or stumbling over something. I stripped her and tied her face forward to a tree with the head mask on, even though it was almost unnecessary, and then I entered her soaking wet cunt with my 7 inch uncut cock and hammered the living daylights out of her. At times I thought I heard leaves crunching and though I figured there was probably no one there, I still was excited to a point I had never been, imagining strangers watching us and wanking in the darkness.
By now I was quite hooked on this role play but something was changing in my mind in that I really wanted Mandy to be fucked by another guy while I watched or helped. This had slowly happened as our fantasies had become more intense. I had a feeling she would explode if I told her so I kept quiet. Well I kept quiet until the next “two bottles of wine” Friday night!
“Would you ever consider making the fantasy a reality?” I blurted out on this particular Friday.
“Would you be upset if another guy touched me?” she replied, using a question to answer mine.
“Under controlled circumstances, I would absolutely love it,” I said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic in case this was a female trap, the kind where they lead you along and then call you a pervert at the end!
“So?” I repeated.
“I couldn’t know him or let him know who I was,” she suddenly said. “You see the fantasy when I was a kid, was that darkness and exploration. I could be another person in the dark and do things I couldn’t do if I could look at their faces.”
So that explained the head mask idea!
“I haven’t really thought about this,” I lied, “But if we put an advertisement on a website and some horny married guy was happy to come along and play with a blindfolded and masked woman, you would do it?”
She looked at me, tilted head her and said, “Come and fuck me and I’ll think about it.”
She poured her fantasies out that night. We had a group of guys lining up in our dream story and by the time she had finished, the scratch marks in my back were testimony to her orgasm!
I started to fantasise and when alone would wank myself sore thinking of what we could do. The fact that Mandy would be covered made my fantasies even more erotic but before we got to the darker side of my wishes, we had to find someone to fuck her. Since she didn’t want to know who he was, I was trying to pick guys in pubs and ask her if she liked “this type” or “that type.” She seemed to be turned on by slightly older guys who were married.
I nervously placed an advertisement on a swinger’s site with “private” photos of us to show anyone who might be interested. At least there, I could explain exactly what I wanted. There were around 20 replies in the first week. Many were immediately discounted but I came across a rep who visited the town a few times a year. He was 32, married with two kids and liked the idea of anonymous sex away from home. He not only sent his face picture, but a nude picture as well. He was very good looking and sizeably endowed. We swopped pictures and he loved the look of Mandy and I as he said he preferred people younger than him. His name was Jeremy.
When the day arrived, Mandy was like a butterfly with nervousness, but when I reminded her that all she was doing was lying anonymously being fucked and I had done all the planning, meeting and greeting, she relaxed a bit.
“You just open your legs and that’s your work done,” I said.
She bathed, and had a few glasses of wine as that always made her randy. For the first time, I took a half Viagra to make me even randier than I already was and I went to Len’s hotel bar to meet. He was waiting when I arrived and we had a convivial drink and chat. He said his wife refused any kind of play other than regular sessions and he really fancied extra sex. He told me he had been even having some gay sex, letting guys suck him off, mainly because it was more anonymous that picking up women. I hadn’t really thought about my part in this at all.
When we were ready, I called Mandy and told her to strip and lie on the bed in just a bra and little briefs with her mask in place and the lights dimmed.
We arrived back at the flat and entered. We took off jackets and went into the bedroom and there she was. I reached over and gently tied her hands to the bed head before kissing her. The mask had a large slit at the front for her mouth. I then quietly told her Len was here and ready to go. Her breathing was heavy and she didn’t speak but nodded gently. Len started to strip and I did likewise until I was down to my briefs and he to some attractive tight boxers, his erection straining almost as much as mine.
“You are a sexy girl Mandy,” he said. “I can’t wait to lick your wet pussy, kiss you lips and stick my hard cock inside you. I bet you’d like that?”
Mandy nodded.
I dropped my briefs and started to stroke my cock as I stood at the side of the bed. Len walked over and took my hand, pressing it against his erection then dropped to his knees and sucked my hard cock. I couldn’t believe it, not that I could really object since we were getting what we wanted out of him. The gentle music playing covered his gentle slurping as he sucked. He stood up and smiled before climbing on to the bed where Mandy lay with her knees up.
He gently pulled Mandy’s panties down and off and buried his tongue in her waiting slit. Her vagina lips were open, like a flower and I moved to watch him tongue her and use his teeth to gently suck and grip the lips. Mandy’s little gasps suggested she was high.
He crawled up the bed, sliding off his shorts and exposing his cock. It was uncut, like mine, but looked to be about eight inches long. He rolled slightly on to his back to show me his erection and started to lick her nipples. He looked at me and pointed to his cock. I realised he wanted me to suck him without Mandy knowing. I shook my head. He stopped sucking her nipples and rolled over on his back with his head between her breasts and pointed again. The body language suggested that “no cock suck, no sex.”
I reluctantly went over, my own cock in hand and he returned to Mandy’s breasts. She was tied up in her own ecstasy so didn’t realise her boyfriend now had his mouth wrapped around the very cock that was about to fuck her. It didn’t taste that bad. The precum was a little salty but after a few seconds I quite liked the feeling of hard skin in my mouth. I particularly liked its resistance as I sucked.
He moved up again, leaving me cockless, and headed to Mandy’s mouth where he started to kiss her quite forcefully. Now she was writhing. Her slim body thrashing about on the bed as he kissed her, his fingers inserted into her wet cunt. I went down and looked up as his fingers invaded her and watching them slide inside was an amazing experience. I leaned forward and started to lick both his fingers and her gaping wet vagina.
It was time. He lifted Mandy’s legs as though she were a rag doll and then spread them to make her gash look like an overripe fruit. Stretching a rubber on his cock, he positioned himself and gently pushed his long cock to her open cunt. It slid into the wet orifice quite easily and feeling confident he wouldn’t be hurting her, he sunk it all the way in and started to fuck her seriously.
Mandy’s gasps of pleasure kept pace with his thrusts. His hands held her legs apart and I tried to offer some extra pleasure to her by caressing her tits with my tongue but I was surplus to requirements as this hunk of a man hammered his cock into my Mandy. She was holding him as tightly as she could and her orgasm was reached ahead of his though their joint cum almost brought the house down.
He pulled his cock out and the rubber dangled on the end with a sizeable load of cum in it. He grabbed my head and pulled me down on to his cock as he slid the rubber off. I wanked furiously and shot my load in around two minutes.
Mandy kept her silence. That was what we agreed. The whole session apart from groans of pleasure and his brief introductory speech, had been anonymous.
When Jeremy had gone, I untied Mandy and when I took the mask off her flushed face she told me she had enjoyed it. She confirmed that it had been one of the most exciting experiences she had ever had. She asked me what the guy had looked like and I described him. She asked how much I enjoyed taking a back seat and I assured her that though I had been on the sidelines, I had thoroughly enjoyed it.
She asked if we could do it again and I agreed.
I was turned on and slightly jealous that a stranger had taken Mandy to heights I had never managed and, though I found it exciting, I wondered why I couldn’t. An idea formed in my head!
I told Mandy about the next date and said he was a guy in his twenties from out of town who said he wanted to fuck her senseless. I told her I had sent a picture of her and he was rampant about screwing her. I also told her that this time I wanted to watch more than anything because the guy was a good looker and more our age. His name I invented; Tom. She agreed.
Once more I said I would meet him in a pub around the corner. I tied her arms to the bed and placed the mask firmly on her face telling her I would be back in 30 minutes. I gave three short rings on my mobile before coming back but this time, the guy didn’t exist. I wanted to fuck her brainless with her thinking it was someone else. I had made sure I sprayed myself with different cologne so she would be confused into thinking it was someone else and I played music in the background just in case sound gave me away.
I entered the flat and tried hard to sound like more than one person, taking time before closing the door, banging a little in the hallway and generally making a little more sound than usual. On entering the room, I could see her heavy breathing with expectancy and I stripped off, but making the same sound twice so that it sounded like two people. I went and sat in the chair making sure it slid on the floor making a noise and then quietly stood up and tiptoed to the other side of the bed. I slid up the bed and started to lick Mandy’s dripping cunt. She gasped as my tongue flitted around her vaginal lips, probing inside. Her taste was delicious. My tongue traced her inside legs and followed around to dart to her anus, something I had never done to her before but she obviously didn’t mind a ‘stranger’ doing to her.
I crawled up the bed, my legs to each side of her body and pushed my hard cock in her mouth. She took it hungrily, slurping it and it’s copious pre-cum as though it were a delicacy. I looked down and the thought of seducing my own girlfriend as a stranger excited me more than I could ever have imagined. I held my cock firmly and angled to push it down her throat quite roughly holding the base and wanking it while I did so. I kissed her very roughly too. She knew I was quite a gentle kisser though I knew my technique had to be different, plus I was quite enjoying my alter ego. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and gripping her tits, I pushed it between them, titfucking her as I did so. The feeling was amazing as this was something we had never done.
Next I move to sucking her tits, gently biting each nipple in return. I was rewarded with two large mounds of nipple flesh where they stood on end so my ministrations. I licked her all over allowing my tongue to trace her tits, her body, and her navel then back down to her wet cunt. I untied her bonds and turned her over like a rag doll, lifting her bum up in a doggy fashion. While she lay there, I tongued her arse again tracing my tongue underneath to the cunt and then back up again.
I donned a condom and started to rub my cock against her. Using some lubricant I generously lubed her buttock area and into her cunt before rubbing my cock against her. I felt sure she would not allow anal sex as we had never done it but I wanted to see how far she would go. The feeling was wonderful. Mandy was panting like a bitch in heat as I kissed her shoulders and the nape of her neck. My cock entered her. The rear entry to her vagina gave a wonderful tightness which was not always noticeable in the “missionary position,” so it didn’t take too many thrusts until I was almost ready to cum. I stopped and withdrew but continued to slide my well lubricated cock against her arse.
Mandy was groaning and panting and her excitement was driving me too. I lifted her back up on all fours and leaned over her to grip her breasts while my stiff cock bounced around near her rear, completely on its own. I didn’t actually intend entering her but my cock suddenly slipped into her arse. It was only an inch at first but Mandy started to push against me and this encouraged me to gently continue the pushing. Suddenly it was like riding a wild horse. Her arse was pushing against my cock and hammering backwards against my body. She was gasping for breath as she pumped against me. She came with my cock in her backside which absolutely amazed me. I wouldn’t have believed that was possible but here was Mandy going through all the screaming and actions of a full blown orgasm.
I was so close to cumming but there was one more thing I wanted to do as her anonymous lover. Once her orgasm had died down, I flipped her on to her back and pulled off the condom, gripping my cock in my right hand I sat astride her and let my cock rest on her lips. She greedily sucked it in and as she did so, I held the base and continued to wank. My own orgasm produced enough cum to choke a horse. I hadn’t cum this much since my teen years as jet after jet sprayed all over Mandy’s mouth, nose, mask, chest and tits.
When I calmed down, I climbed off and quickly dressed, trying hard to sound like two people by dragging a chair back where I would have been sitting and then putting my shoes on at the other side of the bed to make her feel two guys were dressing. I left her, tied to the bed and dripping my cum and headed out as though to see “Tom” out of the house.
When I returned and untied her, removing the mask she said, “Wow that guy was a stud wasn’t he?”
“It was awesome to watch,” I lied.
She wanted me to reassure her that I was happy just watching while she had all the fun and I was happy to do so.
I had another fantasy left to fulfil. Some of you guys out there may even share it. I really wanted someone, or better still, some guys who knew us, to fuck her. Mandy would have been too embarrassed normally to let that happen and I wasn’t even sure myself that it would work in the real world but it was a fantasy. A few months of normal sex and no extra partners only heightened that drive but I had no idea who would be willing and also who would keep their mouth shut. There were a few guys at work who I would have loved to see naked and also giving it to her but it’s not the sort of thing you bring into conversation at the tea break.
There was an older guy, Jan, who was married and in his later thirties. He was mixed race British/Caribbean which made him extremely sexy looking. Apart from that, three things appealed. Firstly he was tall and broad and all the woman at work fancied him. Secondly he talked about women all the time and made it obvious he played the field. Thirdly and more importantly in my mind, he had a younger white skinned mate who was around 25, called Ollie who was slimmer, more attractive and was unmarried but seemed to go out with Jan when he was “looking for skirt.” They hinted a number of times that they had worked as a duo with girls sometimes and though they never elaborated, any time Jan commented on passing “skirt” he would turn to Ollie and they would confirm each other’s interest in her. I had no idea how Jan’s wife tolerated him but that wasn’t my problem.
This was still a fantasy until our company joined with another accountancy firm in the same area and after some redundancies; the new, larger and streamlined company had an office dance pre-Christmas to celebrate the troublesome year behind us. As partners were invited I persuaded Mandy to look her absolute sexy best. The cocktail dress I bought her was absolutely amazing in figure hugging black with her breasts on show and her legs looking like they were built into the dress!
As we entered, a number of eyes turned to look at her including a few jealous wives. The evening went well and I wanted to ensure that Mandy met these guys as I wanted them panting for it before I worked around to the deal! Jan was with his wife and Ollie was obviously with some girl he hardly knew as she looked bored out of her mind. Thankfully Jan’s wife was bored too and took her under her wing. They were at a different table from us so it took until after dinner and coffee before I was able to steer a slightly inebriated Mandy towards them. Mandy was soon the centre of attraction and both men were like moths to a flame. Ollie even asked her to dance and I gave my approval.
While they were dancing, Jan said, “Wow you’ve been keeping her quiet haven’t you?”
I smiled.
“Is she good?” he asked.
“Good at what?” I replied.
“Well is she plain fare or a bit adventurous?”
“She has her moments,” I lied.
“Lucky sod, If you don’t mind me saying! I would give a week’s wages for half an hour with her.”
“Hooked,” I thought.
I noticed Ollie’s hand on Mandy’s buttocks and I noticed Mandy’s hand removing it. I giggled quietly.
When we were home and having a nightcap, in response to my question about what she thought of them, she replied, “Jan’s sexy and I love his skin colour but Ollie’s cute. If they weren’t colleagues I wouldn’t mind each being invited along in turn.”
Two weeks later and I was in the pub after work with another friend from work and we had just said our “goodbyes” when Jan and Ollie came in and caught me as I was leaving. “A drink?” said Jan.
“Eh, maybe one then,” I said turning around.
“Suppose you’re still with that little hottie,” said Jan. “No chance she’s left you and is looking for a mature guy from some extra curricular activities?”
“Not really,” I said.
“What does that mean, not really?”
“Is it true you guys play together when you get something nice?” said I.
Jan looked embarrassed, and so did Ollie.
“Depends what you mean by ‘together,” said Jan, “We’re quite a raunchy double act the few times we did it.”
“I want to tell you something you might like,” I said.
Two heads moved a lot closer as I explained.
“The guy says he and his workmate do threesomes with women and they are really good at it. I sent your picture with mine and they sent me there’s. Seems they are going to be in town for one night only next week and would love a bit of fun. Two guys on you would be awesome especially two good looking guys. You know who they kind of reminded me of from their pictures, the two guys from my work? Remember them? You said they made you hot. The great thing about these two is that they are from miles away so you get anonymous sex.”
I realised I was talking quickly and had to consciously slow down so that she wouldn’t be suspicious. Maybe I shouldn’t have planted the thought of Jan and Ollie in her mind but I liked they idea of her fantasising about them during sex, not realising it was actually them doing it.
It took a further week, a lot of wine, some heavy fucking and a lot of fantasy talk before she agreed. The guys were easier. They said “Any time!”
I didn’t tie Mandy up for this one. I went for a couple of drinks with them and made sure I had taken a little Viagra. This was one time I wanted to make sure my dick stood me in good stead. They were horny bastards and all the conversation was about how much they wanted to fuck her. Jan’s cock was visibly jutting out from his trousers and I have to admit, mine was quite stiff too.
I telephoned Mandy to say I had met the “guys” and she should prepare herself.
I told the guys not to speak at all and we entered the flat. We all stripped to boxers/briefs in the lounge and entered the bedroom where Mandy lay naked except for a small pair of lacy edged briefs and her mask. Her breasts stood completely erect like two small melons.
Jan had a well defined body and the cock that was pushing against his shorts looked impressive. Ollie was fair skinned and blonde haired with a much slimmer body. His white briefs also showed a nice erect cock.
“Wow,” muttered Jan when he saw Mandy on the bed.
I put my finger to my lips as though to say “Ssh.”
Jan slid his shorts off and his thick cock sprung out. His uncut black cock looked about 8 to 9 inches long and very substantial. He crawled on to the bed and slid alongside Mandy, putting his arms around her and kissing her fully on the mouth. Mandy responded by pulling him towards her and kissing him deeply. Ollie slid his briefs off and his 6 inch cock stuck out like that of a little boy. It was pencil thin but extremely hard. He crawled up the other side of Mandy and she took her other arm around him, lying between two naked guys. I too stripped and took a position at the foot of the bed.
Ollie slid between Mandy’s legs and took her briefs off, then positioned himself so that he could comfortably lick her gaping cunt. She whimpered while he did so. Jan then fed her his cock. She gripped it in her hand once she realised the size of it and, sliding back his foreskin she enveloped the exposed head. I stroked my hard cock as I watched.
Jan held her head firmly in both hands and pumped his cock in her mouth. His hanging balls slapped against her chin as he did so. He then kissed her again before moving his ministrations to her breasts. He was very gentle as he cupped and caressed them, carefully licking each breast in turn and concentrating on her nipples. Ollie’s attention to her vagina had Mandy writhing around, her legs gripping his head as though she were trying to suck him inside her.
Jan slid back beside Mandy to kiss her again, his cock lying across Mandy’s left leg just beside Ollie’s head. I was surprised when Ollie lifted his head from Mandy’s cunt and took Jan’s cock straight in his mouth. That was something I hadn’t expected. He sucked it for a little while and when Jan pulled it out and slid back up to Mandy’s mouth. I took the opportunity to lie on the bed and offer my cock to Ollie. He gripped it firmly and put his mouth straight over it, swallowing my entire length down his throat like a cock-sucking pro. On our corner of the bed, I was able to slide around and “69” him, taking his slim cock easily into my mouth. It was wet with precum but I was ready for it and sucked him hungrily. I was beginning to like this! Out of the corner of his eye, I saw Jan look over at us and smile as though to say “Another cock-sucking faggot.”
He swivelled around so that he sat across Mandy with his backside towards her head and his cock and hands facing her legs. He used this opportunity to force open her legs and lift them so that her cunt was exposed. He pointed to Ollie and his cock and he clambered over to take the position for fucking. I offered him a condom which he eagerly ripped open and slid over his cock. Jan was kneeling upright, holding Mandy’s legs and his arse was over her mouth. He then surprised me my sitting on her face, forcing her to rim him! This guy was interesting sexually!
Ollie slid into Mandy quite easily. She was sloppy wet and his cock left a little circle of her juices around its edge as he started to fuck her. He took hold of her ankles and really started at it, and still facing Jan, he put his hand around the back of his head and kissed him fully on the lips. These guys had been practicing a little more than threesomes!
I went to the rear to watch Mandy as she tongued Jan and I knelt forward to offer my cock against his arse so that she licked me and his hole at the same time. I gently probed my cockhead against it as she licked. I couldn’t have fucked him in that position even if I had wanted but it was still erotic.
Jan, in the lead as always, suddenly broke from his necking session and climbed off Mandy leaving Ollie still hammering at her cunt. He stood, and idly stroking his long cock, beckoned me to suck him. I knelt before him and took what I could. The thick shaft was very hard and exciting to a near novice like me and he held my head tightly, taking over the thrusting. It was quite difficult to stop gagging with the force of the face fucking I was getting. Again he stopped, withdrew and took Ollie’s arm to lift him from his fucking of Mandy.
Ollie slid off and quickly went to Mandy’s mouth to push his dripping cock in her mouth with the condom still covering it. Jan climbed on the bed and beckoned me to watch as he gently stretched Mandy’s cunt with his thick cock and pushed it into her. She grunted as the full length slid inside and Jan leaned forward as his full weight went behind his fucking as his lips joined Mandy’s along with Ollie’s cock and she kissed him and held Ollie’s cock as it slid from mouth to mouth.
His stride increased and he eventually started a serious fucking action. Ollie and I pulled back as it became a duo on the bed. Mandy was gasping and whimpering as he fucked her. I jealously stroked my rigid cock as I watched her getting a fucking I wouldn’t have had the stamina to offer. Her hands gripped Jan tightly to her as the copulation continued and Mandy screamed as she reached a climax. Jan slowed to allow her to maximise the sensations rippling through her body. He held his cock at her clitoris, teasing before thrusting back into her again and continuing his smooth fucking action. Mandy’s juices coated the full length of his cock.
Ollie clambered back to Mandy’s face and ripped the rubber off. He was obviously getting close and wanted Mandy to get his cum. I went over and kissed Mandy, my tongue fully in her mouth as she gasped for air and Ollie stood alongside wanking furiously his cock aimed at Mandy’s face. He groaned as he headed for climax and I leaned over and pulled him closer.
The sperm shot in a single thin liquid jet, straight at our conjoined lips. The force almost hurt. That was followed by four further powerful jets, a little less concentrated so they sprayed widely all over both of our faces and hair. He squeezed the final drops on to us. I sat back, cum dripping down my cheeks and knelt over Mandy to add to Ollie’s ejaculation and my thick spray covered the black mask and she opened her mouth to take the next two shots.
Jan groaned and hammered his big black cock into her as he erupted inside Mandy. When he finally slowed down and pulled out, the weight of cum in the end of his condom looked enough for two men. I knew how to bring Mandy back to climax and I knelt to lick her bruised cunt in the way I knew would bring her off quite quickly.
As she slowly climbed back to her second orgasm, Jan emptied his condom over her tits and rubbed it, and what he could collect from her face, all over her nipples.
“Oh, oh, that’s it, don’t stop. Oh God yes, just there, keep it up. Oh shit…,” and at that Mandy gripped one hand on the bed and the other at the back of my head and screamed the place down.
As the guys dressed, I mopped her messed up body and then showed them out.
“That was the most amazing sex I have ever, ever had,” she said. “Thank God they are strangers and can’t be shagging me every day.”
That’s when I told her!
It took one week for her to calm down and one week for her to ask me to bring them back. This time without the mask!
I decided that perhaps I wouldn’t tell her about my alter ego of Tom as I felt he might just wish to meet Mandy again some time in the future!
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By kewtieboy
(bi/voyeur/mild bondage/MMMF/anal/anonymous sex)
I can tell you the story now but I wouldn’t have done it a year back. At the time Mandy was the “victim” but now that she knows what happened and is cool with it, I can tell you the details but at the time the sexual high I was getting was way above anything I have ever had and I hope by telling you, some of you might find that you have the same desire hidden inside waiting to be tapped.
Anyway I had better start making sense. Mandy and I were an item. I was 23 and she was a cute little 21. We weren’t thinking of marriage but had scraped enough money from the donation my parents gave us from the sale of a holiday home, to put a deposit down on a small flat in Birmingham in the U.K. Midlands. We had been going out for 3 years and had been in the flat for 18 months so were enjoying regular sex which had moved from the earlier “rampant screwing against the wall” phase, to the more leisurely “fancy staying in with a bottle of wine,” stage. I have to say I missed the “rampant screwing against the wall” part of our sex life and secretly wondered what we could do to get it back.
After the bottle of wine one Friday night, while I was screwing Mandy in the missionary position, for some reason I pulled the edge of a bed sheet over her head as I fucked her. She started to scream and pant in a way I hadn’t heard her for ages and then as I heated up in response, she was shouting “fuck me hard,” “give it to me big boy,” “shove it all the way in,” etc. This was so unlike her. Her nipples were hard as ever and I sucked each in turn she as had an orgasm which almost had the neighbours rushing to call the police.
“What the fuck was that about?” I asked as my 7 inch cock slid out of her wet cunt.
She wouldn’t really answer and it took a second bottle of wine and a lot of persuasion for her to tell me that I had uncovered a little fetish she thought she had lost.
When she had been younger, she and a couple of local lads had experimented sexually in a hut they had found abandoned in some local woods. On a winter’s night she would lie in the dark and the guys would play around with her and let her feel them. The both even fucked her. The game had extended to another girl joining them and eventually another 2 guys. In every case she never saw their cocks and they didn’t see her naked either as it always took place in the dark hut.
When she eventually met her first boyfriend, he had been in his early twenties and 4 years older than her. He had been into mild bondage, tying her wrists to the bedposts and blindfolding her and she found it highly erotic to be fucked by a “stranger.” They had eventually extended the experience into the woods outside town, where she would walk around naked and he would “surprise” her, pin her to a tree and fuck her. She told me that on one of these escapades, another man had followed them without their knowledge and had felt her tits while she was being fucked. Her boyfriend was furious when he realised the guy was at the back of the tree with his hands around the trunk and feeling her in the dark without his immediate knowledge. The guy ran off but Mandy had an amazing orgasm when they resumed their sex.
She continued by saying that when she met me, the sex was fantastic and though we didn’t do role play she had enjoyed every minute so I shouldn’t feel something was missing. The trouble was, after the orgasm she had just had, I knew something was missing and as I had been turned on by her excitement, I wanted to tap it and try again.
“Honestly Brian, I don’t need any extra from you, I just love what you do,” she said.
I played a little trick on her and the next time we had sex, I brought out a little mask, like the ones you get on aircraft to help you sleep, and put it on her before fucking her. She knelt doggie-fashion and gripped the two bedposts as I fucked her and, while doing so, I pretended to be the man who had run off in the woods.
“Bet you’re boyfriend doesn’t fuck like this?” I said. “What’s it like getting an old man’s cock in you, dripping his cum in your cunt?”
She was screaming the place down within 10 minutes so I knew this was something she liked.
I continued the role playing each time we had sex. It had now moved from Fridays only, to twice and sometimes three times a week and, by the time a month had passed, the old man in the woods had become groups of passing strangers, all eager to fuck a blindfolded Mandy. She had no desire to see me during sex and wanted me to take on the role of whoever I said I was from randy students to married men with three kids. Every session was getting wilder and I even procured a full head mask so that she was completely in the dark. I rather enjoyed the complete control as we played our games and she liked being lightly tied to the bed and at my mercy.
One Tuesday night, we drove into the same wood she mentioned, left the car on the perimeter and walked in the almost pitch dark as far in as we dared without getting lost or stumbling over something. I stripped her and tied her face forward to a tree with the head mask on, even though it was almost unnecessary, and then I entered her soaking wet cunt with my 7 inch uncut cock and hammered the living daylights out of her. At times I thought I heard leaves crunching and though I figured there was probably no one there, I still was excited to a point I had never been, imagining strangers watching us and wanking in the darkness.
By now I was quite hooked on this role play but something was changing in my mind in that I really wanted Mandy to be fucked by another guy while I watched or helped. This had slowly happened as our fantasies had become more intense. I had a feeling she would explode if I told her so I kept quiet. Well I kept quiet until the next “two bottles of wine” Friday night!
“Would you ever consider making the fantasy a reality?” I blurted out on this particular Friday.
“Would you be upset if another guy touched me?” she replied, using a question to answer mine.
“Under controlled circumstances, I would absolutely love it,” I said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic in case this was a female trap, the kind where they lead you along and then call you a pervert at the end!
“So?” I repeated.
“I couldn’t know him or let him know who I was,” she suddenly said. “You see the fantasy when I was a kid, was that darkness and exploration. I could be another person in the dark and do things I couldn’t do if I could look at their faces.”
So that explained the head mask idea!
“I haven’t really thought about this,” I lied, “But if we put an advertisement on a website and some horny married guy was happy to come along and play with a blindfolded and masked woman, you would do it?”
She looked at me, tilted head her and said, “Come and fuck me and I’ll think about it.”
She poured her fantasies out that night. We had a group of guys lining up in our dream story and by the time she had finished, the scratch marks in my back were testimony to her orgasm!
I started to fantasise and when alone would wank myself sore thinking of what we could do. The fact that Mandy would be covered made my fantasies even more erotic but before we got to the darker side of my wishes, we had to find someone to fuck her. Since she didn’t want to know who he was, I was trying to pick guys in pubs and ask her if she liked “this type” or “that type.” She seemed to be turned on by slightly older guys who were married.
I nervously placed an advertisement on a swinger’s site with “private” photos of us to show anyone who might be interested. At least there, I could explain exactly what I wanted. There were around 20 replies in the first week. Many were immediately discounted but I came across a rep who visited the town a few times a year. He was 32, married with two kids and liked the idea of anonymous sex away from home. He not only sent his face picture, but a nude picture as well. He was very good looking and sizeably endowed. We swopped pictures and he loved the look of Mandy and I as he said he preferred people younger than him. His name was Jeremy.
When the day arrived, Mandy was like a butterfly with nervousness, but when I reminded her that all she was doing was lying anonymously being fucked and I had done all the planning, meeting and greeting, she relaxed a bit.
“You just open your legs and that’s your work done,” I said.
She bathed, and had a few glasses of wine as that always made her randy. For the first time, I took a half Viagra to make me even randier than I already was and I went to Len’s hotel bar to meet. He was waiting when I arrived and we had a convivial drink and chat. He said his wife refused any kind of play other than regular sessions and he really fancied extra sex. He told me he had been even having some gay sex, letting guys suck him off, mainly because it was more anonymous that picking up women. I hadn’t really thought about my part in this at all.
When we were ready, I called Mandy and told her to strip and lie on the bed in just a bra and little briefs with her mask in place and the lights dimmed.
We arrived back at the flat and entered. We took off jackets and went into the bedroom and there she was. I reached over and gently tied her hands to the bed head before kissing her. The mask had a large slit at the front for her mouth. I then quietly told her Len was here and ready to go. Her breathing was heavy and she didn’t speak but nodded gently. Len started to strip and I did likewise until I was down to my briefs and he to some attractive tight boxers, his erection straining almost as much as mine.
“You are a sexy girl Mandy,” he said. “I can’t wait to lick your wet pussy, kiss you lips and stick my hard cock inside you. I bet you’d like that?”
Mandy nodded.
I dropped my briefs and started to stroke my cock as I stood at the side of the bed. Len walked over and took my hand, pressing it against his erection then dropped to his knees and sucked my hard cock. I couldn’t believe it, not that I could really object since we were getting what we wanted out of him. The gentle music playing covered his gentle slurping as he sucked. He stood up and smiled before climbing on to the bed where Mandy lay with her knees up.
He gently pulled Mandy’s panties down and off and buried his tongue in her waiting slit. Her vagina lips were open, like a flower and I moved to watch him tongue her and use his teeth to gently suck and grip the lips. Mandy’s little gasps suggested she was high.
He crawled up the bed, sliding off his shorts and exposing his cock. It was uncut, like mine, but looked to be about eight inches long. He rolled slightly on to his back to show me his erection and started to lick her nipples. He looked at me and pointed to his cock. I realised he wanted me to suck him without Mandy knowing. I shook my head. He stopped sucking her nipples and rolled over on his back with his head between her breasts and pointed again. The body language suggested that “no cock suck, no sex.”
I reluctantly went over, my own cock in hand and he returned to Mandy’s breasts. She was tied up in her own ecstasy so didn’t realise her boyfriend now had his mouth wrapped around the very cock that was about to fuck her. It didn’t taste that bad. The precum was a little salty but after a few seconds I quite liked the feeling of hard skin in my mouth. I particularly liked its resistance as I sucked.
He moved up again, leaving me cockless, and headed to Mandy’s mouth where he started to kiss her quite forcefully. Now she was writhing. Her slim body thrashing about on the bed as he kissed her, his fingers inserted into her wet cunt. I went down and looked up as his fingers invaded her and watching them slide inside was an amazing experience. I leaned forward and started to lick both his fingers and her gaping wet vagina.
It was time. He lifted Mandy’s legs as though she were a rag doll and then spread them to make her gash look like an overripe fruit. Stretching a rubber on his cock, he positioned himself and gently pushed his long cock to her open cunt. It slid into the wet orifice quite easily and feeling confident he wouldn’t be hurting her, he sunk it all the way in and started to fuck her seriously.
Mandy’s gasps of pleasure kept pace with his thrusts. His hands held her legs apart and I tried to offer some extra pleasure to her by caressing her tits with my tongue but I was surplus to requirements as this hunk of a man hammered his cock into my Mandy. She was holding him as tightly as she could and her orgasm was reached ahead of his though their joint cum almost brought the house down.
He pulled his cock out and the rubber dangled on the end with a sizeable load of cum in it. He grabbed my head and pulled me down on to his cock as he slid the rubber off. I wanked furiously and shot my load in around two minutes.
Mandy kept her silence. That was what we agreed. The whole session apart from groans of pleasure and his brief introductory speech, had been anonymous.
When Jeremy had gone, I untied Mandy and when I took the mask off her flushed face she told me she had enjoyed it. She confirmed that it had been one of the most exciting experiences she had ever had. She asked me what the guy had looked like and I described him. She asked how much I enjoyed taking a back seat and I assured her that though I had been on the sidelines, I had thoroughly enjoyed it.
She asked if we could do it again and I agreed.
I was turned on and slightly jealous that a stranger had taken Mandy to heights I had never managed and, though I found it exciting, I wondered why I couldn’t. An idea formed in my head!
I told Mandy about the next date and said he was a guy in his twenties from out of town who said he wanted to fuck her senseless. I told her I had sent a picture of her and he was rampant about screwing her. I also told her that this time I wanted to watch more than anything because the guy was a good looker and more our age. His name I invented; Tom. She agreed.
Once more I said I would meet him in a pub around the corner. I tied her arms to the bed and placed the mask firmly on her face telling her I would be back in 30 minutes. I gave three short rings on my mobile before coming back but this time, the guy didn’t exist. I wanted to fuck her brainless with her thinking it was someone else. I had made sure I sprayed myself with different cologne so she would be confused into thinking it was someone else and I played music in the background just in case sound gave me away.
I entered the flat and tried hard to sound like more than one person, taking time before closing the door, banging a little in the hallway and generally making a little more sound than usual. On entering the room, I could see her heavy breathing with expectancy and I stripped off, but making the same sound twice so that it sounded like two people. I went and sat in the chair making sure it slid on the floor making a noise and then quietly stood up and tiptoed to the other side of the bed. I slid up the bed and started to lick Mandy’s dripping cunt. She gasped as my tongue flitted around her vaginal lips, probing inside. Her taste was delicious. My tongue traced her inside legs and followed around to dart to her anus, something I had never done to her before but she obviously didn’t mind a ‘stranger’ doing to her.
I crawled up the bed, my legs to each side of her body and pushed my hard cock in her mouth. She took it hungrily, slurping it and it’s copious pre-cum as though it were a delicacy. I looked down and the thought of seducing my own girlfriend as a stranger excited me more than I could ever have imagined. I held my cock firmly and angled to push it down her throat quite roughly holding the base and wanking it while I did so. I kissed her very roughly too. She knew I was quite a gentle kisser though I knew my technique had to be different, plus I was quite enjoying my alter ego. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and gripping her tits, I pushed it between them, titfucking her as I did so. The feeling was amazing as this was something we had never done.
Next I move to sucking her tits, gently biting each nipple in return. I was rewarded with two large mounds of nipple flesh where they stood on end so my ministrations. I licked her all over allowing my tongue to trace her tits, her body, and her navel then back down to her wet cunt. I untied her bonds and turned her over like a rag doll, lifting her bum up in a doggy fashion. While she lay there, I tongued her arse again tracing my tongue underneath to the cunt and then back up again.
I donned a condom and started to rub my cock against her. Using some lubricant I generously lubed her buttock area and into her cunt before rubbing my cock against her. I felt sure she would not allow anal sex as we had never done it but I wanted to see how far she would go. The feeling was wonderful. Mandy was panting like a bitch in heat as I kissed her shoulders and the nape of her neck. My cock entered her. The rear entry to her vagina gave a wonderful tightness which was not always noticeable in the “missionary position,” so it didn’t take too many thrusts until I was almost ready to cum. I stopped and withdrew but continued to slide my well lubricated cock against her arse.
Mandy was groaning and panting and her excitement was driving me too. I lifted her back up on all fours and leaned over her to grip her breasts while my stiff cock bounced around near her rear, completely on its own. I didn’t actually intend entering her but my cock suddenly slipped into her arse. It was only an inch at first but Mandy started to push against me and this encouraged me to gently continue the pushing. Suddenly it was like riding a wild horse. Her arse was pushing against my cock and hammering backwards against my body. She was gasping for breath as she pumped against me. She came with my cock in her backside which absolutely amazed me. I wouldn’t have believed that was possible but here was Mandy going through all the screaming and actions of a full blown orgasm.
I was so close to cumming but there was one more thing I wanted to do as her anonymous lover. Once her orgasm had died down, I flipped her on to her back and pulled off the condom, gripping my cock in my right hand I sat astride her and let my cock rest on her lips. She greedily sucked it in and as she did so, I held the base and continued to wank. My own orgasm produced enough cum to choke a horse. I hadn’t cum this much since my teen years as jet after jet sprayed all over Mandy’s mouth, nose, mask, chest and tits.
When I calmed down, I climbed off and quickly dressed, trying hard to sound like two people by dragging a chair back where I would have been sitting and then putting my shoes on at the other side of the bed to make her feel two guys were dressing. I left her, tied to the bed and dripping my cum and headed out as though to see “Tom” out of the house.
When I returned and untied her, removing the mask she said, “Wow that guy was a stud wasn’t he?”
“It was awesome to watch,” I lied.
She wanted me to reassure her that I was happy just watching while she had all the fun and I was happy to do so.
I had another fantasy left to fulfil. Some of you guys out there may even share it. I really wanted someone, or better still, some guys who knew us, to fuck her. Mandy would have been too embarrassed normally to let that happen and I wasn’t even sure myself that it would work in the real world but it was a fantasy. A few months of normal sex and no extra partners only heightened that drive but I had no idea who would be willing and also who would keep their mouth shut. There were a few guys at work who I would have loved to see naked and also giving it to her but it’s not the sort of thing you bring into conversation at the tea break.
There was an older guy, Jan, who was married and in his later thirties. He was mixed race British/Caribbean which made him extremely sexy looking. Apart from that, three things appealed. Firstly he was tall and broad and all the woman at work fancied him. Secondly he talked about women all the time and made it obvious he played the field. Thirdly and more importantly in my mind, he had a younger white skinned mate who was around 25, called Ollie who was slimmer, more attractive and was unmarried but seemed to go out with Jan when he was “looking for skirt.” They hinted a number of times that they had worked as a duo with girls sometimes and though they never elaborated, any time Jan commented on passing “skirt” he would turn to Ollie and they would confirm each other’s interest in her. I had no idea how Jan’s wife tolerated him but that wasn’t my problem.
This was still a fantasy until our company joined with another accountancy firm in the same area and after some redundancies; the new, larger and streamlined company had an office dance pre-Christmas to celebrate the troublesome year behind us. As partners were invited I persuaded Mandy to look her absolute sexy best. The cocktail dress I bought her was absolutely amazing in figure hugging black with her breasts on show and her legs looking like they were built into the dress!
As we entered, a number of eyes turned to look at her including a few jealous wives. The evening went well and I wanted to ensure that Mandy met these guys as I wanted them panting for it before I worked around to the deal! Jan was with his wife and Ollie was obviously with some girl he hardly knew as she looked bored out of her mind. Thankfully Jan’s wife was bored too and took her under her wing. They were at a different table from us so it took until after dinner and coffee before I was able to steer a slightly inebriated Mandy towards them. Mandy was soon the centre of attraction and both men were like moths to a flame. Ollie even asked her to dance and I gave my approval.
While they were dancing, Jan said, “Wow you’ve been keeping her quiet haven’t you?”
I smiled.
“Is she good?” he asked.
“Good at what?” I replied.
“Well is she plain fare or a bit adventurous?”
“She has her moments,” I lied.
“Lucky sod, If you don’t mind me saying! I would give a week’s wages for half an hour with her.”
“Hooked,” I thought.
I noticed Ollie’s hand on Mandy’s buttocks and I noticed Mandy’s hand removing it. I giggled quietly.
When we were home and having a nightcap, in response to my question about what she thought of them, she replied, “Jan’s sexy and I love his skin colour but Ollie’s cute. If they weren’t colleagues I wouldn’t mind each being invited along in turn.”
Two weeks later and I was in the pub after work with another friend from work and we had just said our “goodbyes” when Jan and Ollie came in and caught me as I was leaving. “A drink?” said Jan.
“Eh, maybe one then,” I said turning around.
“Suppose you’re still with that little hottie,” said Jan. “No chance she’s left you and is looking for a mature guy from some extra curricular activities?”
“Not really,” I said.
“What does that mean, not really?”
“Is it true you guys play together when you get something nice?” said I.
Jan looked embarrassed, and so did Ollie.
“Depends what you mean by ‘together,” said Jan, “We’re quite a raunchy double act the few times we did it.”
“I want to tell you something you might like,” I said.
Two heads moved a lot closer as I explained.
“The guy says he and his workmate do threesomes with women and they are really good at it. I sent your picture with mine and they sent me there’s. Seems they are going to be in town for one night only next week and would love a bit of fun. Two guys on you would be awesome especially two good looking guys. You know who they kind of reminded me of from their pictures, the two guys from my work? Remember them? You said they made you hot. The great thing about these two is that they are from miles away so you get anonymous sex.”
I realised I was talking quickly and had to consciously slow down so that she wouldn’t be suspicious. Maybe I shouldn’t have planted the thought of Jan and Ollie in her mind but I liked they idea of her fantasising about them during sex, not realising it was actually them doing it.
It took a further week, a lot of wine, some heavy fucking and a lot of fantasy talk before she agreed. The guys were easier. They said “Any time!”
I didn’t tie Mandy up for this one. I went for a couple of drinks with them and made sure I had taken a little Viagra. This was one time I wanted to make sure my dick stood me in good stead. They were horny bastards and all the conversation was about how much they wanted to fuck her. Jan’s cock was visibly jutting out from his trousers and I have to admit, mine was quite stiff too.
I telephoned Mandy to say I had met the “guys” and she should prepare herself.
I told the guys not to speak at all and we entered the flat. We all stripped to boxers/briefs in the lounge and entered the bedroom where Mandy lay naked except for a small pair of lacy edged briefs and her mask. Her breasts stood completely erect like two small melons.
Jan had a well defined body and the cock that was pushing against his shorts looked impressive. Ollie was fair skinned and blonde haired with a much slimmer body. His white briefs also showed a nice erect cock.
“Wow,” muttered Jan when he saw Mandy on the bed.
I put my finger to my lips as though to say “Ssh.”
Jan slid his shorts off and his thick cock sprung out. His uncut black cock looked about 8 to 9 inches long and very substantial. He crawled on to the bed and slid alongside Mandy, putting his arms around her and kissing her fully on the mouth. Mandy responded by pulling him towards her and kissing him deeply. Ollie slid his briefs off and his 6 inch cock stuck out like that of a little boy. It was pencil thin but extremely hard. He crawled up the other side of Mandy and she took her other arm around him, lying between two naked guys. I too stripped and took a position at the foot of the bed.
Ollie slid between Mandy’s legs and took her briefs off, then positioned himself so that he could comfortably lick her gaping cunt. She whimpered while he did so. Jan then fed her his cock. She gripped it in her hand once she realised the size of it and, sliding back his foreskin she enveloped the exposed head. I stroked my hard cock as I watched.
Jan held her head firmly in both hands and pumped his cock in her mouth. His hanging balls slapped against her chin as he did so. He then kissed her again before moving his ministrations to her breasts. He was very gentle as he cupped and caressed them, carefully licking each breast in turn and concentrating on her nipples. Ollie’s attention to her vagina had Mandy writhing around, her legs gripping his head as though she were trying to suck him inside her.
Jan slid back beside Mandy to kiss her again, his cock lying across Mandy’s left leg just beside Ollie’s head. I was surprised when Ollie lifted his head from Mandy’s cunt and took Jan’s cock straight in his mouth. That was something I hadn’t expected. He sucked it for a little while and when Jan pulled it out and slid back up to Mandy’s mouth. I took the opportunity to lie on the bed and offer my cock to Ollie. He gripped it firmly and put his mouth straight over it, swallowing my entire length down his throat like a cock-sucking pro. On our corner of the bed, I was able to slide around and “69” him, taking his slim cock easily into my mouth. It was wet with precum but I was ready for it and sucked him hungrily. I was beginning to like this! Out of the corner of his eye, I saw Jan look over at us and smile as though to say “Another cock-sucking faggot.”
He swivelled around so that he sat across Mandy with his backside towards her head and his cock and hands facing her legs. He used this opportunity to force open her legs and lift them so that her cunt was exposed. He pointed to Ollie and his cock and he clambered over to take the position for fucking. I offered him a condom which he eagerly ripped open and slid over his cock. Jan was kneeling upright, holding Mandy’s legs and his arse was over her mouth. He then surprised me my sitting on her face, forcing her to rim him! This guy was interesting sexually!
Ollie slid into Mandy quite easily. She was sloppy wet and his cock left a little circle of her juices around its edge as he started to fuck her. He took hold of her ankles and really started at it, and still facing Jan, he put his hand around the back of his head and kissed him fully on the lips. These guys had been practicing a little more than threesomes!
I went to the rear to watch Mandy as she tongued Jan and I knelt forward to offer my cock against his arse so that she licked me and his hole at the same time. I gently probed my cockhead against it as she licked. I couldn’t have fucked him in that position even if I had wanted but it was still erotic.
Jan, in the lead as always, suddenly broke from his necking session and climbed off Mandy leaving Ollie still hammering at her cunt. He stood, and idly stroking his long cock, beckoned me to suck him. I knelt before him and took what I could. The thick shaft was very hard and exciting to a near novice like me and he held my head tightly, taking over the thrusting. It was quite difficult to stop gagging with the force of the face fucking I was getting. Again he stopped, withdrew and took Ollie’s arm to lift him from his fucking of Mandy.
Ollie slid off and quickly went to Mandy’s mouth to push his dripping cock in her mouth with the condom still covering it. Jan climbed on the bed and beckoned me to watch as he gently stretched Mandy’s cunt with his thick cock and pushed it into her. She grunted as the full length slid inside and Jan leaned forward as his full weight went behind his fucking as his lips joined Mandy’s along with Ollie’s cock and she kissed him and held Ollie’s cock as it slid from mouth to mouth.
His stride increased and he eventually started a serious fucking action. Ollie and I pulled back as it became a duo on the bed. Mandy was gasping and whimpering as he fucked her. I jealously stroked my rigid cock as I watched her getting a fucking I wouldn’t have had the stamina to offer. Her hands gripped Jan tightly to her as the copulation continued and Mandy screamed as she reached a climax. Jan slowed to allow her to maximise the sensations rippling through her body. He held his cock at her clitoris, teasing before thrusting back into her again and continuing his smooth fucking action. Mandy’s juices coated the full length of his cock.
Ollie clambered back to Mandy’s face and ripped the rubber off. He was obviously getting close and wanted Mandy to get his cum. I went over and kissed Mandy, my tongue fully in her mouth as she gasped for air and Ollie stood alongside wanking furiously his cock aimed at Mandy’s face. He groaned as he headed for climax and I leaned over and pulled him closer.
The sperm shot in a single thin liquid jet, straight at our conjoined lips. The force almost hurt. That was followed by four further powerful jets, a little less concentrated so they sprayed widely all over both of our faces and hair. He squeezed the final drops on to us. I sat back, cum dripping down my cheeks and knelt over Mandy to add to Ollie’s ejaculation and my thick spray covered the black mask and she opened her mouth to take the next two shots.
Jan groaned and hammered his big black cock into her as he erupted inside Mandy. When he finally slowed down and pulled out, the weight of cum in the end of his condom looked enough for two men. I knew how to bring Mandy back to climax and I knelt to lick her bruised cunt in the way I knew would bring her off quite quickly.
As she slowly climbed back to her second orgasm, Jan emptied his condom over her tits and rubbed it, and what he could collect from her face, all over her nipples.
“Oh, oh, that’s it, don’t stop. Oh God yes, just there, keep it up. Oh shit…,” and at that Mandy gripped one hand on the bed and the other at the back of my head and screamed the place down.
As the guys dressed, I mopped her messed up body and then showed them out.
“That was the most amazing sex I have ever, ever had,” she said. “Thank God they are strangers and can’t be shagging me every day.”
That’s when I told her!
It took one week for her to calm down and one week for her to ask me to bring them back. This time without the mask!
I decided that perhaps I wouldn’t tell her about my alter ego of Tom as I felt he might just wish to meet Mandy again some time in the future!
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Sunday, August 09, 2009
Holy Joe
Holy Joe
By kewtieboy
(MMMF/1st time/ir/oral/bi)
I felt like a cheat at times. My family had brought me up extremely religiously. We went to church on Sunday’s, sometimes even twice, and I had to attend various bible classes during the week. As a child the few friends I had outside school were from the church and mum and dad usually disapproved of any little friends I brought back from school so I just stopped doing it. If they could have afforded private school, I would have been there instead of having to mix with the heathen hordes at the local primary school. However any bad habits I picked up at school were soon beaten out of me with a good old round of bible reading and prayer meetings.
They weren’t bad parents and, in fact thought they were the epitome of good parents so I struggled to get my head around the bible until I could recite it almost word for word. That pleased them as they wrongly assumed that if I could remember it then I must understand it. I could never understand with so many illegitimate children in the bible why it was so wrong to talk about it in the real world.
By the time I went on to grammar school, the other people knew what my home life was about and I constantly had the piss taken. Thankfully I excelled at sport and was the star of the school soccer team. That also gave me enough muscle power to see off any of the school bullies. I wasn’t a bad looking teenager, well built, dirty blonde hair which had a habit of drifting on to my face and thankfully, a lack of acne. The girls seemed to like me, though I think the religious thing scared them off.
My sexual interests were non-existent. I knew about sex (no thanks to my parents whose idea of the “birds and bees” was to tell me not to do anything). I looked at the girls in school and their budding breasts and wondered what they might look like naked, but equally, I looked at the boys on the football pitch and, thanks to the showers I did get to see what they looked like. I found both quite stimulating which worried me at the time as I wasn’t sure what that meant.
By third year, I was being invited to join guys from school for visits to the cinema or to do the round of town centre shops on a Saturday afternoon; my parents were as enthusiastic as a nun at an orgy. Their answer to my sudden interest in the outside world was Roseanne. Guess what, this poor girl had been brought up exactly the same as me but had sadly been at a private school run by the church so had been indoctrinated to think that even saying the word “sex” would get you pregnant? We were introduced at a dinner party set up for the occasion.
Now please don’t think she was a dog, she was actually pretty but in a giggly, cutesy sort of way. I just couldn’t think of her on her back with her legs in the air pleading to be fucked (and that’s a word I couldn’t say in polite company either). To be honest, sixty minutes on one of these makeover shows and she would have been good enough for the catwalk but all her personality and charm had been sucked out of her by her overbearing parents.
Our early “courting” was chaperoned by one or even all four parents. All Roseanne would talk about were her various theories on the bible and its stories. She liked a few pop groups but most of them were obscure and squeaky clean. She had told me that she was going to keep herself pure until her wedding night and even “touching herself” was forbidden. That’s why she talked so much about anything but love and sex. By this time, I had developed a healthy imagination and though still a virgin, I had developed ingenious ways of ensuring that I could dispose of any white fluid created by my nocturnal exercising without the “Gestapo” (i.e. my parents) finding out I was having evil thoughts.
I started work at age 18 and at, last had some freedom. By then, Roseanne and I had been an item for three years. My job in local government meant that I managed to develop a small social life on one or two nights a week in a mixed group. I had secretly started having a few drinks (absolutely taboo in the Simpson household) and by being careful how much I drank, had managed to conceal it from them.
Something else had happened too. Leo, a guy at work, told me he wanted to have a party and would I come. Obviously it was out of the question but with some careful planning we invented a training school in London which meant a Thursday overnight. Of course I was going nowhere near London and, after work I was round to Leo’s flat to help him set things up. I liked Leo a lot. He was always attracting the girls but he would actually flirt with me, asking if my cock needed some exercise and if I couldn’t have girls, he would be happy to give me a little training. It was light hearted banter but I found it erotic and with him being 24, I liked the attention of an older person.
The party turned out to be more of a “get together” with five of us guys and five girls, some from the office. We drank quite well, more than I had ever drunk before, and after a few hours someone started handing around spliffs. This was really new to me as I didn’t even smoke I did not not have a desire to smoke tobacco, let alone weed. I did try some though and the buzz was really quite pleasant. By this time we were down to Leo, Tina (from the office), me and Mark, who was a guy in his thirties that Leo knew.
Mark passed out and we dragged him through to the single room and left him on the floor, returning to chat. Leo managed to get around to my virginity and religion. Tina, much the worse for booze, said she had never had a virgin before as all her boyfriends had been older than her. She was quite a common kind of girl and looked to be about 22. I had the feeling that she wasn’t saving herself for her wedding night.
“Why don’t you let Joe here give you your wish then?” said Leo looking at me.
“Eh?” said I, puzzled.
“Let’s see you in action Joe. Tina would be happy to take whatever you want to give her, wouldn’t you Honey?” he said.
“Oh yeh,” she said, “I’m as horny as fuck with that weed.”
“Let me show you what I mean Joe,” said Leo.
He started to take off his shirt!
The booze, the weed, the circumstances, all left me in a stunned daze as Leo started to strip, eagerly assisted by Tina who started to act like a bitch in heat. She had no inhibitions and was soon topless. I sat stunned looking at my first set of female breasts. They were pale, small but amazingly firm, curving slightly upward at the end. I always imagined women would sag! I watched in awe as she stripped and she was soon sitting in just a pair of white briefs through which I could make out the dark shape of her pubic hair. I had concentrated so much on her, I had taken my eyes off Leo so when his erect cock was pushed in her face it was almost surreal. It was also highly erotic.
“Eh maybe I should go and leave you to it?” I said hesitatingly.
“Maybe you should do no such fucking thing,” said Leo. “Get your pants off and get your cock over here. I presume you’re hard?”
I looked down at myself and I was, indeed brick hard. I started to slowly take off my shirt when Leo came over, his cock dangling almost in my face, as I was kneeling and he was standing. He pulled my shirt over my head. His cock actually brushed against my cheek, leaving a damp trail of pre-cum which excited me no end. He actually started unclipping my jeans and Tina, blitzed out of her head, crawled across and kissed me on the lips. I fell backwards on to the sofa and this gave Leo access to my pants which he whipped off taking socks and shoes with them. Tina put her hand on the front of my white briefs and squeezed.
“Oh you are a big boy,” she said kissing me again as soon as she could get close enough.
I was on the floor sitting with my back against the sofa, Tina was astride me, her panty-covered lower body grinding my erection and a naked Leo was standing behind her trying to twist her head around to suck his cock. She was completely abandoned in her lust as I now realise some people are when stoned. She hungrily sucked on Leo’s cock and sitting watching a sex act in public almost made me cum without touching myself. I wondered how long I would last when she managed to get around to me. It was Leo who took the lead again, pulling off my briefs. My uncut 8 inches sprung into the air.
“My, that is some cock,” he said, taking it in his hand and squeezing it as though a man handling another was the most natural thing in the world. “I want to see you fuck her,” he continued, nodding to Tina.
She pulled her tights half way down her legs and then, with some difficulty managed to get them off. I saw my first grown-up cunt. Her pubic area was neatly shaved in a “V” shape and her vagina lips were quite pronounced. I could see her red clitoris. She was ready to sit straight down on my cock and it was Leo who stopped her and held up a condom.
“I’d better show you,” he said as he pulled off the wrapper.
He stretched the latex ring and gripped my cock in the same “matter of fact way” stretching it over my cockhead as I held my breath at the excitement of having my cock handled by another person. Soon it was covering my whole cock and as I lay on the floor, Tina stood over me, one leg either side and, as she faced me, a wicked smile on her face, she lowered her body slowly downward. Leo held my cock as he slowly sunk her gaping cunt on to my hard dick. The feeling as her warm body enveloped my cock with a velvet-like, smooth feeling was unbelievable. Tina straddled me and rode herself up and down. I remember thinking how much strain this must be putting on her legs but she was squealing like and excited child as my cock plunged into her. I noted that Leo still held the base and under the pretence of helping my cock stay in Tina, was also caressing my balls. I hadn’t ever thought of a man sexually but the whole experience was highly exciting. I even wondered what it would be like to handle Leo or even suck him.
“Tina, I’m not going to last long. I’m sorry.” I gasped the words out as she increased her frantic pumping on my cock.
The sound of Tina reaching orgasm pushed me over the edge and my whole body went into spasm as my balls erupted into her. My staccato thrusts finalised the orgasm and as she lifted off my body, I once again saw Leo carefully hold my cock and take the condom off.
“That’s one Hell of a load mate,” he said, looking at the heavy quantity of white liquid in the teat. I noticed he tied a knot in it and casually laid it on the table behind him.
I remember wondering why he would want to keep my cum and didn’t just discard the condom. I never did find out!
“Fabulous cock for a bible puncher,” said Tina.
I couldn’t tell Roseanne, of course but the threesome with Tina and Leo had released an inner beast in me and my sex drive was rampant. I was masturbating more, I was looking at girls and wishing I could fuck them and, if I’m being honest, I was looking at guys with the same thought. I just wanted sex!
It was some days after the event before Leo and I were alone long enough to talk privately about the night. He confided in me that he had never seen another guy fuck a woman in front of him before and he found the sight of my cock pumping her highly erotic. He apologised for handling my cock but I told him I actually enjoyed it.
“Did you?” he said. “It’s the first time I’ve ever touched another guy and I found it erotic, especially in front of a woman.”
“Me too,” I confessed.
“Want to come round for a drink tonight?” he said with a definite hint of something being planned.
“OK,” I said, not sure what I expected or even wanted from Leo.
After work we cracked a few beers we took a pizza back to Leo’s and had a few more beers. The atmosphere was awkward as we struggled with small talk.
“What are you going to do?” said Leo.
“About what?” I replied
“Your religion, your girlfriend, your sex life, or lack of it,” he said.
“I think I might need to lead a dual life,” I replied. “Roseanne is definitely set on the pure way of life but after last weekend, my hormones are all over the place. I seem to be hard most of the time and all I can think about is getting my rocks off again.”
“If you ever need a hand,” said Leo, his voice fading in a very unsure way as he said the words.
He looked at me and I felt my cock stir. Leo smiled and walked towards me.
“This is alien territory for me but I feel I want to.”
He held my shoulders and kissed my cheek. I grabbed his head and kissed him fully on the mouth, my tongue darting into his mouth. He gasped and then we were like two animals who had just escaped from the zoo. Clothes were ripped off and we ended stark naked in his lounge. He grabbed my arm and almost dragged me into his bedroom, throwing me on the bed and covering my steaming cock with his mouth. If this was new to him, he was a quick learner.
He licked my balls and the traced back up my body to kiss me again. There was some awkwardness as we both tried to take the lead kissing. Teeth clashed and we both laughed. I rolled him on to his back and took great delight in sucking my first cock. He yelped at my clumsy attempt when my teeth caught his foreskin but it didn’t take long to learn. Leo seemed to naturally take the lead and I soon found myself back down on the bed with him above me, my legs lifted as he gently fingered my hole. No one had ever done that and the sensitive feeling was incredible.
“You can’t put it into me,” I said.
“We’ll save that for another day then,” he replied.
The actual session was quite short. We continued with sucking and kissing until he told me he was cumming. I took my mouth off his cock with milliseconds to spare as a fountain of cum splattered over my face and hair. My own cock self-exploded and covered my chest.
“Jeesus,” he said, “you look like an iced cake.”
We laughed but deep down, I liked being iced!
Leo led me to a place I shouldn’t have gone. I had sex with him alone and also with many girls, usually in the next town. It was accepted by Roseanne that I went out with “the lads” one night a week and she thought nothing of it. If she or my parents, or even worse her parents ever found the faintest shred of evidence that I wasn’t “pure” my life would have been Hell and my parents would have left the church.
One odd event was after a church meeting. One Thursday I had been volunteered by my parents to help our Reverend set up some stalls for a ‘bring and buy’ sale to be held in the Church Hall on the Saturday. The Reverend had been called away and I was left with one of his minions who was had been taking the junior choir practice and had been seconded when the Minister had to flee due to a parishioner’s demise. He was quite an attractive young man, around my own age and was unsuitably dressed in the hassock he had been wearing from the practice. It became quite funny as the cumbersome garment made climbing ladders almost impossible.
“Maybe you should pull it off and end up in your shorts and t-shirt,” I jokingly said.
“If I pull this off, you would see a lot more than shorts and t-shirt,” he replied, laughing. “I tend to wear nothing under in on these warmer evenings.”
“A bit risky with a junior choir nearby,” I said.
“Well I have had the odd slip now and then so I think some of them realise.”
He was up the ladder lifting down some trestles when I jokingly put my head under his hassock and said “Maybe there’s not much to see.”
He didn’t move when my head went under and I heard his say, “If you keep looking you may be surprised.”
I looked up to see his balls inches from my face and an erect cock which looked to be about eight inches long.
“God that’s big,” I said.
“Could you give me a hand up here?” he asked.
The hall had a raised stage area at the top and to the right, to accommodate a small dressing area some rooms had been built which did not go all the way to the hall ceiling. Above them and curtained off was an area where we stored items and props. It was this area we had been taking the trestles from and lowering them down the ladder to the hall floor. He disappeared behind the curtain and I followed, slightly closing the curtains as I entered the dimly lit area. He stood, his head almost reaching the hall ceiling with an obscene point in the front of his hassock. He held his finger to his lips as though to suggest I say nothing and he pulled me towards him.
I stood limply as he held me tight and pushed his lips to mine, His tongue entered my mouth and he behaved like a hungry beast. His hands ripped open my belt and my jeans slid down. He lowered himself to kneeling and pulled my pants and briefs down engulfing my half-hard cock with his mouth. He steadied my cock with his right hand encouraging it to full mast as he sucked.
“I’ve wanted your cock since I first saw you,” he said between slurps.
He stood up and lifted his hassock exposing his large cock and ball sacs. I dropped to my knees and reciprocated, licking his balls and his cock as he steadied himself against the wall. I looked up at this weird scene of a man of the cloth, his garments lifted, his white dog collar clearly showing and his eyes closed as I dined on his monster cock.
“Fuck me,” he said.
“How?” I responded. The question was aimed at the fact that I wasn’t sure how to fuck a man and also how to fuck a man with no preparation.
“I was hoping to be fucked by one of the senior choir members tonight and was ready for it. I even lubed myself. The bloody minister then asked me to help you and I had to let him go.”
He rustled in his hassock and handed me a condom. This was getting more surreal by the minute. As he turned, I lifted the garment up and over him and pushed my finger against his anus. He was, indeed, lubricated as my finger slid inside him and he groaned with pleasure. I stretched the condom on to my hard cock and using the spare lubricant gleaned from his arse, coated the latex before pushing my cock against his hole. I gripped his shoulders with both hands allowing my hard cock to slide effortlessly inside him without even the slightest resistance.
My first thought was how all enveloping his arse was. It seemed to grip me in a velvet glove and tightly held my cock in place. It was easy to fuck him and I found the rhythm pleasing as my cock slid in and out. I put my hand around and grasped his thick member, stroking it as I fucked him.
I was close. It was just as well as I heard the hall door open downstairs and someone calling, “Joseph!”
I came inside him and as I did his muffled orgasm sent a stream of cum through my fingers and over my wrist. I hurriedly withdrew and tied the condom, putting it in my pocket and pulling up jeans at the same time.
Again my name was called and as it was I deliberately knocked over one of the trestles and shouted, “Blast, hold it steady Simon.”
“Ah you’re up there boys,” shouted the Minister.
Simon was still mopping up the mess and trying to ensure the cum hadn’t splattered on his black gown as I backed on to the ladder with one of the trestles and we continued bringing it down as though nothing had happened. The Minister seemed none the wiser but then why would he think his second in charge had just been fucked by the fiancée of one of his most fervent parishioners!
I started to have doubts about my sexuality and didn’t continue the relationship with Simon other than the odd grope. My interests were still in women and I realised I just liked sex. How I was going to cope with “Little Miss Goody Two Shoes” in marriage, I had no idea but the option of staying single was actually not an option at all.
The wedding was booked, planned and arranged without really any involvement by me. If I hadn’t been needed for the consummation I’m sure they would have omitted me altogether. Even the honeymoon venue excluded me. It seems our church had links with one in Jamaica and that where Mum and Dad had paid for us to go. Thankfully we were staying in a hotel at a small resort called Port Antonio which was nearer Kingston and the church!!
Roseanne was beside herself. I had been a good boy as time headed towards the wedding day and had been avoiding Leo and his entourage of horny women. One night about two weeks before the wedding when Roseanne was having her favourite tipple, spritzer and I was polishing off a nice bottle of White Burgundy single handed she suddenly looked at me.
“Joseph, what do you think sex will be like?”
I almost spluttered the whole mouthful of wine. In my head the thought, “Do you mean oral, vaginal, anal, heterosexual or homosexual?” passed through and I stifled a giggle.
“I’m sure it will be wonderful.”
“I get very excited sometimes thinking about you and thinking about sex. I must confess that I have touched myself thinking about it and I love the feeling I get. I wonder if it will hurt. Maybe you will be too big for me. What if I don’t like it? What if I like it too much? Don’t you have these thoughts?”
The flurry of questions game one after the other and I felt like a cheat but I was thankful at that stage I had had sex. The thought of that first fumbling night did not appeal.
I won’t bore you with the wedding but the day passed in a blur and we were straight to Heathrow that night ready to catch the late morning flight to Kingston. The sad thing was that Roseanne actually drank too much and passed out so our wedding night was spent in separate beds an airport hotel and I was way to drunk to take advantage of her anyway. The most I got was a view of his tits as she changed for bed clumsily. Nice tits they were too!
So next it was a flight, then a transfer, then a shower, then dinner, and then we fell asleep again. Losing your virginity, even when you want to, isn’t easy when you mix jet lag and booze.
So day 2 was to be THE day!
Roseanne woke early and showered and I followed suit. I kissed her deeply and it was obvious that she was “ready.” After breakfast we relaxed by the pool and after a light lunch with a couple of glasses of Pina Colada we went to our room and locked the door. She was nervous and I was nervous for her. I had never actually seen her naked nor had she seen me so the gentle kissing was meant to encourage disrobement.
We were soon stripped to the basics of bra and pants on her and briefs on me and my erection was straining. She didn’t look once at my front so I took the lead. I laid her on the bed and kissed her. She was shaking! I took control and gently stripped her seeing her naked for the first time. I stripped as I lay next to her then took her hand and guided it to my hard cock. She gasped.
“It’s so big. It’ll never fit!”
“Trust me, it will,” I said.
I took my time with her kissing her nipples and running my tongue around them. She was very passive, lying there and leaving it all to me. I ventured down between her legs and kissed the area, not sure whether to use my mouth or her but I felt it would loosen her and relax her. When my tongue darted inside her, she quivered and a small “O” escaped her lips. My tongue brought her to a small quivering orgasm.
“Try sucking me,” I asked. “Nothing nasty will happen, I promise.”
I lay back and she very tentatively kissed the head, sliding my foreskin back and then slowly enveloped me. She had the good sense to keep teeth out of the way and soon had a good grip and oral rhythm. This was good! As she did this, I kept my finger gently stroking her sizeable clitoris and she kept having little shivers, like mini-orgasms. I rolled over and placed her back on the bed, lying on top of her and gently stroking my cock head around her pubic region. She loved the feeling and was getting hotter and hotter, kissing me with wild abandon. I kept this up for quite some time until I was aware she was becoming very moist in the area. I reached over to the drawer and took out a condom, the contraception we had decided on for the first part of our marriage. I took great delight in stretching it over my hard, upturned cock as she watched in amazement.
I crawled between her legs and gently traced my tongue from her wide slit, all the way up to her lips and then with my right hand, steered the head of my cock to her entrance. I gently pushed in, then out, then back in again, teasing my cock into her to get her used to it. It was sliding in surprisingly easily and she seemed in little pain. That was, of course, until I broke her hymen. She squealed as the sharp pain must have hit her and I withdrew. There was a slight trace, but little blood.
“Please do me now,” she said, lifting her legs and bending her knees to show her gaping cunt in all its glory. I re-entered her and gently pushed past the previous point until my entire length was inside her. Then I started to fuck.
It was a frenzied session and she was completely abandoned in her sex. Perspiration poured off us as I hammered into her virgin cunt. As I fucked, I had the oddest feeling of being watched and turned slightly to see the houseboy, a black Jamaican lad of around 18, standing with folded towels, just inside the door, watching us. The tent on the front of his white trousers was obvious. When he saw me, he started to say something but I held my finger to my lips as though to say “shh,” as I continued.
I have no idea why I did it. Probably it was the dark side of me. I also had no idea what Roseanne was going to say when she realised she had an audience for her deflowering, but the idea turned me on that I became a “porn star.” I put on quite a show. She was laid back, her chin upwards, looking at the ceiling so had no idea of the audience. I made sure he saw everything and when she actually had a full blown orgasm, she dug her nails into my back, pulled me down and forced my cock even further inside as I blasted a load of cum into her.
“Wow that was really something,” she said as her eyes caught the shape by the door.
“Turn down sir?” said the young man.
Roseanne fled for the bathroom and I stood up and walked towards the young guy, my semi-hard cock bouncing around. As I reached him I took the towels and squeezed his massive cock through his trousers. “Enjoy it?” I said.
“You bet,” he replied.
I tipped him and off he went.
“You can come out now,” I said to Roseanne.
“That was so embarrassing,” she said when she came out.
“That was so erotic,” I replied.
She looked at me oddly but didn’t say anything.
We saw the young man on towel duty by the pool the next day and Roseanne wanted to avoid him, I forced her over to him and said a hearty, “Good Morning.”
He responded with a dazzling white smile and Roseanne, blushed.
“I find the thought that this beautiful young man has seen my gorgeous wife being deflowered highly exciting,” I said to her. “He was very erect, you know.”
“Was he?”
“Oh yes he was, and I think that if you had beckoned him he would have done it to you as well.”
“Joseph, don’t be disgusting,” she said, but she didn’t sound annoyed.
As I said, mentally I had found it difficult to think of Roseanne in a wildly sexual way because of her background. I had waited so long to deflower Roseanne and had been such a slut myself, that I now found her virginal value very appealing and I suddenly had this craving to share it if I could. This wasn’t something I had really thought about before, and in fact, when wanking, I had rarely wanked while thinking of her. She was so pure and virginal that in my wanking fantasies she just wasn’t crude enough. Now in the blink of ten minutes, someone had watched me shagging her and seen her gaping wet cunt and she had become a sex object. I wanted her to be abused and to become a slut but hadn’t the faintest idea how that would come around.
It took four days. Four days in which we had been into Kingston. Four days of me saying things like, “Imagine that tall black guy’s cock inside you.” Four days of wild sex in our room. She was insatiable loving sex, drinking more than I ever thought she would and talking surprisingly dirty during sex.
Virgin to slut in four days – impossible!
“How big do you think the houseboy was?” she said one evening on the third day after the event.
“Bigger than me,” I said.
“He’s very young,” she said.
“Young and hung,” said I.
“Surely you wouldn’t want someone else to have sex with me on our honeymoon?”
I said nothing but raised my eyebrows.
“I’ve just never had any experience with anyone but you and I wonder what different people might be like. Wouldn’t you be curious?”
The fact that to balance this she might be suggesting me with a woman, not another man, hadn’t crossed her mind.
“We might never get another chance and we are on holiday,” I said.
It’s fair to say that most of these conversations took place after hefty quantities of wine in an evening. She had been kept from any heavy drinking and the freedom while on honeymoon had given her quite an appetite for alcohol. I realised that unless I really plied her, I was never going to fulfil this fantasy!
I caught the lad one late afternoon and had a word with him. His name was Taylor and I mentioned that my wife had been excited when she realised he was watching us. I told him that he had witnessed her losing her virginity and that really appealed to him. I asked him if he would like to have sex with her while I watched. He didn’t need told twice. The following day he finished at 5.00pm so I suggested he pretend, like last time, he was turning down beds and I would get her on the bed and start having sex. This time I would ask him to join us. He was keen for a bit of fresh white cunt and I was keen to both see her get a black cock, but hopefully be able to handle it!
The following afternoon, my heartbeat was racing. We shared a bottle of wine at lunchtime and I fed her some extra strong Pina Coladas during the afternoon. I made a few suggestive suggestions as guys walked past in swimming trunks and she was very giggly. Surprisingly it was her that suggested around 4.30 pm, we go up to the room for an “afternoon snack.”
I saw Taylor watch us go. In the room we showered together and I soaped her and kissed her, fingering her gently. She knelt and sucked my cock in the shower something she had taken to like a duck to water. She was learning very fast. We shared another glass of wine from the fridge as I tried to time our session to be in mid-fuck at 5.30pm. She was quite uninhibited by the time we reached the bed and I licked her cunt with her legs raised upwards in a “V” shape and over my shoulders.
“Oh yes, that’s so good,” she whimpered as I licked and probed her.
At 5.25pm I was ready for entry and started to gently fuck her, our backs to the bedroom door. She was becoming quite noisy in sex and as I also had the television on, even I didn’t hear Taylor enter. Once more he stood and watched and it was the slight movement I saw reflected in the mirror that made me realise he was there. I beckoned him over and he stood by the bed as I fucked. He leaned forward and kissed Roseanne’s right tit. With her eyes shut, she didn’t realise. He slid his white shorts and his briefs down and a beautiful erect ebony cock sprung out which was easily 9 inches and thick. I gripped it as I fucked and he let me. I pulled his cock forward as he stood by the bed and he leaned to push it against Roseanne’s lips. She opened and accepted it before it dawned on her she couldn’t be fucked and suck my cock at the same time. Her eyes shot open.
“If she didn’t have around 2 inches on cock in her mouth, she would have said, “What the Hell?”
I smiled and held her head in place. She looked at me, the black cock still lying across her mouth, then gripped it and started sucking like a mad thing. I held Taylor’s stunningly firm ass as he thrust into her mouth and then I slid out and gave her to him. He climbed on to the bed as she lay there with a slightly nervous look. Taylor was a black Adonis and even Roseanne could see that it would be an honour to have him inside her. He kissed her very enthusiastically and I stood at the side stroking my cock. For his age, he was very experienced and knew how to pleasure her. His mouth roamed over her body at will and when he went between her legs, he pushed them wide and sunk his whole mouth and tongue into her. She screamed as his able tongue managed to bring her to a shuddering climax.
Not missing a stroke, he held out his hand and I took a condom. I opened it but withheld it, stretching in on to his cock as Roseanne watched her eyes like saucers. The thin shiny latex over his monstrous cock was a wonder to behold. He smiled that dazzling smile and climbed between her legs as I held him and gently pushed his cock to her open sex. He was good, very good. He teased her entrance and rolled his cock around gathering her copious fluids as he went. She leaned forward and gently stroked his balls. The moment arrived.
I knelt behind him and as if sensing what I wanted to see, he opened her wide. His arse was on full display to me, his little rosebud hole winking and he started to enter her fully. I could see every moment of his entry. I watched her skin part, I briefly saw her inside before his cock filled every available space and then I saw him gently plunge inside her, the walls of her vagina wrapping around his cock until his balls covered the last view of her and he started to fuck.
She wailed in time to each thrust and each wail was louder than the one before. Each time she reached a crescendo, he would slightly withdraw until she came back down, and then start again. I watched and wanked my heart beating so loudly it was thumping against my ribcage. Taylor thrust her gently as if sensing a near virgin might have problems with his massive dick. Mind you she had managed mine so was already quite stretched. I saw her liquids trickle out and coat the length of his cock as he pumped her.
Roseanne was now whimpering like an excited puppy. I knew he was better than I had been and I didn’t care. My little angel was now a slut, with a long thick black man’s cock pumping into her cunt. Her nails dug into his back and she was wailing as he brought her close to climax. Her second climax was so noisy I had to run and shut windows.
By the time I returned, he was withdrawing from her and she lay exhausted on the bed. I thought he had cum but his cock was still stiff and the condom was empty. He pulled off the rubber and asked me to lie beside her. I didn’t fully understand but obliged. I lay alongside Roseanne and started to kiss her.
“That was amazing,” she whispered.
As I looked up, a long black cock appeared over us and I realised Taylor wanted to cum over us.
“Are you ok with this?” I said looking at the “loaded gun” above us.
“Oh yes,” she whispered breathlessly, “I have so much more I want to do.”
The orgasm sprayed his seed over my chest and both our faces and necks. Taylor had been storing quite a load! When he squeezed the last drop onto my chest, he leaned over and offered his cock head to us. I saw Roseanne look a little apprehensive so I lifted my head and sucked his dwindling erection. The taste was awesome, slightly salty but with a hint of Roseanne’s juices.
Taylor had a wicked smile as he climbed off the bed and said, “You finish her off and I’ll watch.”
I did and when I emptied my load into Roseanne and my brains felt like exploding, I realised my little virgin was going to be fun after all!
Taylor asked what we had done while we had been in Jamaica and I told him about our church and the visit to the local one, St Andrews in Kingston.
“St Andrews?” he said, his eyebrows raised. “My best friend is in the choir there.”
“Don’t tell him about is then because if this gets back…..”
Taylor raised a hand and said, “If you and your new wife do nothing else, you will want to meet Luke.”
He looked at Roseanne. “Did you enjoy what I just did to you?”
Roseanne blushed, her hands inadvertently slipping between her legs either to cover her slightly bruised cunt, or to feel it and remember the sensations she had just had. “I can’t believe what I have done this week, and worse than that, I can’t believe what I have become this week. I cannot tell a lie and must say it was amazing!”
“If I tell you Luke is my age, his cock is at least 10 inches and he is such a horny bastard, he will fuck anything on two legs. If you get together with me and Luke and your husband here, you will go home with the memory of a honeymoon to remember. Let me know what you think tomorrow.”
It was over breakfast when Roseanne quietly said to me, “I think I want it to happen but wouldn’t you be upset at your new English Rose being abused?”
I spoke carefully and explained that something had been unleashed in me and seeing her so happy and being so well serviced was one of the most exciting things I had ever experienced.
She rose from the table, picked up her book and sunglasses and said, “Organise it,” as she walked away (before she could change her mind, perhaps?).
When I spoke to him, Taylor said it would have to be at Luke’s place as he wouldn’t be able to get him into the hotel. My nervous look at him told him I wasn’t too keen at wandering around backstreet Kingston.
Taylor laughed. “Luke has a small flat paid by the church as he does caretaker work for them as well. It’s where we go for some fun,” he said.
“You take girls back to it?” I said.
“Not always girls,” he said smiling. “I have to say that Luke will be as interested in you as your wife. Does that bother you?”
“Could be interesting,” I said.
In my head, I felt the way I had when Leo first took his pants off and my heart started to skip.
I told Roseanne we had sorted it out and warned her that Luke was bisexual and I may have to “look interested” to keep it going.
“I’m sure you’ll manage,” she said with a smirk.
My little girl had definitely come a long way in a week!
We had to visit the church in Kingston two days later to present some gifts from the congregation back home so Taylor had organised for Luke to meet us afterwards and take us to the little apartment in the next street. My heart was pounding with excitement and Roseanne was apprehensive too, even talking of pulling out of the arrangement at one stage. A little dirty talk soon had her interested again and we felt safe enough with Taylor that if she did change her mind, everything would stop.
After the light lunch with the minister, we said our goodbyes and when he offered to get us a taxi, told him we had organised a driver from the hotel to explain Taylor’s arrival at the main entrance. Around the corner we met Luke. Like Taylor he was a tall handsome young man with a well defined body, very dark skin and a dazzling smile.
“Are these the objects of my afternoon’s pleasure?” he asked holding out his hand to Roseanne then myself.
I noticed his use of the plural. I would have put him as a year older than Taylor and certainly more mature in his manner and build. A beautiful man in all senses of the word and this did not go amiss with Roseanne who was fluttering eyelids like mad!
We entered the small apartment block which was well kept and seemed to have around eight flats, two on each floor. Luke was on the top floor and our entrance did not go unnoticed by other people in the area. I wondered if they guessed why a white couple were heading to a small flat with two young, attractive black men. Luke was certainly keen to get going and showed no shyness when we entered the apartment.
“Shower’s that way,” he said to me and Roseanne.
Though we had showered before leaving the hotel the heat outside Luke’s, thankfully air-conditioned, flat, was sticky and humid. Roseanne started to take off her clothes in the shower room and Luke, walked past me, stripping as he went.
“Let me help her,” he said with a grin.
Taylor was also stripping so I followed. As Roseanne stepped into the large shower cubicle, completely naked, Luke joined her, a massive semi-hard cock swinging down between his legs. Even soft, it was bigger than mine, but the girth made it look massive. He started to soap Roseanne and she laid back against the wall and let him, the water cascading down on her hair and face. He soaped her breasts as Taylor and I stood watching and idly masturbating. Roseanne was completely under his spell leaning back and allowing Luke total control of her. Eventually his soapy fingers entered her cunt and she gasped, her eyes shooting open and looking at me. She half smiled and then closed them again as his penetration continued. His cock by now was completely hard and I was glad her eyes were closed. The weight and size meant that though hard, it was standing at a downward 45 degree angle rather than straight out like Taylor and I.
When he finished he led her out, leaving the shower running for me. As I stepped in and Roseanne was taken wrapped in a towel to the bedroom, Taylor joined me to “save time.” He soaped me and gently rubbed foam around my testicles. The sensations were incredible. Next he used the foam to enter my arse with his finger, gently soaping in and out. It didn’t hurt at all and when he dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth without withdrawing his finger, I was ready to shoot there and then. Thankfully he must have sensed it and stopped.
Next he turned me around making me spread my legs while he continued to finger me. He then stood up and rubbed his hard black cock between my buttocks making no attempt to enter me but making a mock fucking action, pressing the head against my hole then sliding between my legs then up between my buttocks, all the while gripping my hard cock with his free right hand. The sensations were incredible.
I was rinsed and we headed to the bedroom where I found Roseanne lying on the bed being eaten by Luke. His large head was slurping happily between her legs. Taylor went over and knelt alongside her placing his cock at right angles to her mouth. She happily accepted it and licked along the length. When Luke joined him, her pale white face was almost hidden by black flesh.
“You fuck her first,” Luke said to me. “I want to see white meat in white first and anyway, your cock is the smallest and it’ll help open her up for us.”
I stretched the condom on my sizeable cock (which had just been branded the smallest) and suddenly felt inadequate! Roseanne took me easily. Though she hadn’t been fucked yet, Luke’s ministrations had her wet and willing and my entry was surprisingly easy. She wrapped her legs around me as I started fucking and I kissed her deeply.
I quietly whispered, “Are you ok?”
“Oh yes,” she said back.
I fucked her steadily in the missionary position while kissing her and softly biting her nipples which were solid little teats by now. She started her usual build up to orgasm, her ragged howls in keeping with my thrusts until she screamed the place down. I know I should have warned Luke as he rushed to ensure all windows were tightly closed. I slowed my pace and gently withdrew. I hadn’t cum and had no intentions until the very end.
I went to the side of the bed and waited, leaving these two young men to take the lead. Luke nodded to Taylor who quickly replaced me. He turned Roseanne on to all fours, kneeling on the bed and fumbled to find her gaping cunt lips between her legs. Finding what he wanted, he started to enter her from the rear. At first I thought he was going for her arse but my words to stop him were quickly stifled by Luke clarifying the situation, as he pointed to her front.
Taylor took it easy as he entered her. Roseanne was panting like a bitch in heat. I suppose she had been suppressing all her sexual thoughts for years and was suddenly exploring them all at once. By now Taylors black cock was pumping in and out, with Roseanne’s juices coating the condom creating a sheen on the latex. Once more she was panting in time to Taylor’s thrusts. His hands cupped her breasts as he fucked her and Luke stood stroking his big cock.
Luke wandered around to me as I stood watching and smiled, pointing to his cock. I lowered to my knees and tried to put my mouth over the head. I managed with some difficulty and by holding it in my other hand, steadied his cock as I tried to swallow as much of its length as I could. His balls hung low underneath this brute and looked tiny by comparison. His musky smell was intoxicating as I cupped his balls and sucked.
Roseanne started to wail again. Taylor was bringing her back to orgasm. Luke pulled his cock out of my mouth and gripped Taylor’s shoulder. Taylor took the hint and pulled out as Luke attempted to pull a condom on his cock. It only stretched a little over half way down his dick but I suppose it did the trick. He started his entry.
Roseanne was struggling to take him but each time he withdrew she pushed back on to his cock. She was determined. As I watched, Taylor was sucking my cock expertly. I found this whole bisexual scenario highly exciting. I leaned forward and pushed my tongue into Luke’s arsehole as he started his fucking motion. He liked that, groaning with pleasure as my tongue found his rosebud and pushed inside him. My hands found his cock and I was able to stroke it as he fucked my new wife. As she relaxed, he was able to turn her on to her back, open her legs and fuck her in the missionary position. The sight of this massive piece of black cock, sliding into her cunt was unbelievable. I was so close to cumming.
As I watched, Taylor was standing behind me rubbing his enormous cock against the crack of my arse again. Though I knew I could never have taken it, the eroticism of it was pushing me ever closer.
“Guys I can’t hold out much longer,” I said. “I’m going to blow without touching it unless we come to an end soon.”
Roseanne’s noisy climax started again and I saw her nails dig into Luke. He was hammering her cunt now as she reached her peak. Her tits were wobbling with the frantic fucking. As she climbed down from her peak, Luke withdrew his cock, ripped off the condom and fired a blast of cum at her tits and face. I felt a warm flow of cum blast up my back from the buttocks as Taylor let me have his load and, true to my warning, his cock sliding in his own cum between my buttocks. My own cock fired of its own free will splattering across Roseanne’s cunt and belly.
The session was unbelievably erotic and sadly, horny as Roseanne was, her bruised and battered cunt was out of action for the rest of the honeymoon.
The return to family and church was difficult. We talked long and hard about what we should now do, return to the fold, leave the fold completely, or be two faced hypocrites and lead a dual life.
I can live with hypocrisy!
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By kewtieboy
(MMMF/1st time/ir/oral/bi)
I felt like a cheat at times. My family had brought me up extremely religiously. We went to church on Sunday’s, sometimes even twice, and I had to attend various bible classes during the week. As a child the few friends I had outside school were from the church and mum and dad usually disapproved of any little friends I brought back from school so I just stopped doing it. If they could have afforded private school, I would have been there instead of having to mix with the heathen hordes at the local primary school. However any bad habits I picked up at school were soon beaten out of me with a good old round of bible reading and prayer meetings.
They weren’t bad parents and, in fact thought they were the epitome of good parents so I struggled to get my head around the bible until I could recite it almost word for word. That pleased them as they wrongly assumed that if I could remember it then I must understand it. I could never understand with so many illegitimate children in the bible why it was so wrong to talk about it in the real world.
By the time I went on to grammar school, the other people knew what my home life was about and I constantly had the piss taken. Thankfully I excelled at sport and was the star of the school soccer team. That also gave me enough muscle power to see off any of the school bullies. I wasn’t a bad looking teenager, well built, dirty blonde hair which had a habit of drifting on to my face and thankfully, a lack of acne. The girls seemed to like me, though I think the religious thing scared them off.
My sexual interests were non-existent. I knew about sex (no thanks to my parents whose idea of the “birds and bees” was to tell me not to do anything). I looked at the girls in school and their budding breasts and wondered what they might look like naked, but equally, I looked at the boys on the football pitch and, thanks to the showers I did get to see what they looked like. I found both quite stimulating which worried me at the time as I wasn’t sure what that meant.
By third year, I was being invited to join guys from school for visits to the cinema or to do the round of town centre shops on a Saturday afternoon; my parents were as enthusiastic as a nun at an orgy. Their answer to my sudden interest in the outside world was Roseanne. Guess what, this poor girl had been brought up exactly the same as me but had sadly been at a private school run by the church so had been indoctrinated to think that even saying the word “sex” would get you pregnant? We were introduced at a dinner party set up for the occasion.
Now please don’t think she was a dog, she was actually pretty but in a giggly, cutesy sort of way. I just couldn’t think of her on her back with her legs in the air pleading to be fucked (and that’s a word I couldn’t say in polite company either). To be honest, sixty minutes on one of these makeover shows and she would have been good enough for the catwalk but all her personality and charm had been sucked out of her by her overbearing parents.
Our early “courting” was chaperoned by one or even all four parents. All Roseanne would talk about were her various theories on the bible and its stories. She liked a few pop groups but most of them were obscure and squeaky clean. She had told me that she was going to keep herself pure until her wedding night and even “touching herself” was forbidden. That’s why she talked so much about anything but love and sex. By this time, I had developed a healthy imagination and though still a virgin, I had developed ingenious ways of ensuring that I could dispose of any white fluid created by my nocturnal exercising without the “Gestapo” (i.e. my parents) finding out I was having evil thoughts.
I started work at age 18 and at, last had some freedom. By then, Roseanne and I had been an item for three years. My job in local government meant that I managed to develop a small social life on one or two nights a week in a mixed group. I had secretly started having a few drinks (absolutely taboo in the Simpson household) and by being careful how much I drank, had managed to conceal it from them.
Something else had happened too. Leo, a guy at work, told me he wanted to have a party and would I come. Obviously it was out of the question but with some careful planning we invented a training school in London which meant a Thursday overnight. Of course I was going nowhere near London and, after work I was round to Leo’s flat to help him set things up. I liked Leo a lot. He was always attracting the girls but he would actually flirt with me, asking if my cock needed some exercise and if I couldn’t have girls, he would be happy to give me a little training. It was light hearted banter but I found it erotic and with him being 24, I liked the attention of an older person.
The party turned out to be more of a “get together” with five of us guys and five girls, some from the office. We drank quite well, more than I had ever drunk before, and after a few hours someone started handing around spliffs. This was really new to me as I didn’t even smoke I did not not have a desire to smoke tobacco, let alone weed. I did try some though and the buzz was really quite pleasant. By this time we were down to Leo, Tina (from the office), me and Mark, who was a guy in his thirties that Leo knew.
Mark passed out and we dragged him through to the single room and left him on the floor, returning to chat. Leo managed to get around to my virginity and religion. Tina, much the worse for booze, said she had never had a virgin before as all her boyfriends had been older than her. She was quite a common kind of girl and looked to be about 22. I had the feeling that she wasn’t saving herself for her wedding night.
“Why don’t you let Joe here give you your wish then?” said Leo looking at me.
“Eh?” said I, puzzled.
“Let’s see you in action Joe. Tina would be happy to take whatever you want to give her, wouldn’t you Honey?” he said.
“Oh yeh,” she said, “I’m as horny as fuck with that weed.”
“Let me show you what I mean Joe,” said Leo.
He started to take off his shirt!
The booze, the weed, the circumstances, all left me in a stunned daze as Leo started to strip, eagerly assisted by Tina who started to act like a bitch in heat. She had no inhibitions and was soon topless. I sat stunned looking at my first set of female breasts. They were pale, small but amazingly firm, curving slightly upward at the end. I always imagined women would sag! I watched in awe as she stripped and she was soon sitting in just a pair of white briefs through which I could make out the dark shape of her pubic hair. I had concentrated so much on her, I had taken my eyes off Leo so when his erect cock was pushed in her face it was almost surreal. It was also highly erotic.
“Eh maybe I should go and leave you to it?” I said hesitatingly.
“Maybe you should do no such fucking thing,” said Leo. “Get your pants off and get your cock over here. I presume you’re hard?”
I looked down at myself and I was, indeed brick hard. I started to slowly take off my shirt when Leo came over, his cock dangling almost in my face, as I was kneeling and he was standing. He pulled my shirt over my head. His cock actually brushed against my cheek, leaving a damp trail of pre-cum which excited me no end. He actually started unclipping my jeans and Tina, blitzed out of her head, crawled across and kissed me on the lips. I fell backwards on to the sofa and this gave Leo access to my pants which he whipped off taking socks and shoes with them. Tina put her hand on the front of my white briefs and squeezed.
“Oh you are a big boy,” she said kissing me again as soon as she could get close enough.
I was on the floor sitting with my back against the sofa, Tina was astride me, her panty-covered lower body grinding my erection and a naked Leo was standing behind her trying to twist her head around to suck his cock. She was completely abandoned in her lust as I now realise some people are when stoned. She hungrily sucked on Leo’s cock and sitting watching a sex act in public almost made me cum without touching myself. I wondered how long I would last when she managed to get around to me. It was Leo who took the lead again, pulling off my briefs. My uncut 8 inches sprung into the air.
“My, that is some cock,” he said, taking it in his hand and squeezing it as though a man handling another was the most natural thing in the world. “I want to see you fuck her,” he continued, nodding to Tina.
She pulled her tights half way down her legs and then, with some difficulty managed to get them off. I saw my first grown-up cunt. Her pubic area was neatly shaved in a “V” shape and her vagina lips were quite pronounced. I could see her red clitoris. She was ready to sit straight down on my cock and it was Leo who stopped her and held up a condom.
“I’d better show you,” he said as he pulled off the wrapper.
He stretched the latex ring and gripped my cock in the same “matter of fact way” stretching it over my cockhead as I held my breath at the excitement of having my cock handled by another person. Soon it was covering my whole cock and as I lay on the floor, Tina stood over me, one leg either side and, as she faced me, a wicked smile on her face, she lowered her body slowly downward. Leo held my cock as he slowly sunk her gaping cunt on to my hard dick. The feeling as her warm body enveloped my cock with a velvet-like, smooth feeling was unbelievable. Tina straddled me and rode herself up and down. I remember thinking how much strain this must be putting on her legs but she was squealing like and excited child as my cock plunged into her. I noted that Leo still held the base and under the pretence of helping my cock stay in Tina, was also caressing my balls. I hadn’t ever thought of a man sexually but the whole experience was highly exciting. I even wondered what it would be like to handle Leo or even suck him.
“Tina, I’m not going to last long. I’m sorry.” I gasped the words out as she increased her frantic pumping on my cock.
The sound of Tina reaching orgasm pushed me over the edge and my whole body went into spasm as my balls erupted into her. My staccato thrusts finalised the orgasm and as she lifted off my body, I once again saw Leo carefully hold my cock and take the condom off.
“That’s one Hell of a load mate,” he said, looking at the heavy quantity of white liquid in the teat. I noticed he tied a knot in it and casually laid it on the table behind him.
I remember wondering why he would want to keep my cum and didn’t just discard the condom. I never did find out!
“Fabulous cock for a bible puncher,” said Tina.
I couldn’t tell Roseanne, of course but the threesome with Tina and Leo had released an inner beast in me and my sex drive was rampant. I was masturbating more, I was looking at girls and wishing I could fuck them and, if I’m being honest, I was looking at guys with the same thought. I just wanted sex!
It was some days after the event before Leo and I were alone long enough to talk privately about the night. He confided in me that he had never seen another guy fuck a woman in front of him before and he found the sight of my cock pumping her highly erotic. He apologised for handling my cock but I told him I actually enjoyed it.
“Did you?” he said. “It’s the first time I’ve ever touched another guy and I found it erotic, especially in front of a woman.”
“Me too,” I confessed.
“Want to come round for a drink tonight?” he said with a definite hint of something being planned.
“OK,” I said, not sure what I expected or even wanted from Leo.
After work we cracked a few beers we took a pizza back to Leo’s and had a few more beers. The atmosphere was awkward as we struggled with small talk.
“What are you going to do?” said Leo.
“About what?” I replied
“Your religion, your girlfriend, your sex life, or lack of it,” he said.
“I think I might need to lead a dual life,” I replied. “Roseanne is definitely set on the pure way of life but after last weekend, my hormones are all over the place. I seem to be hard most of the time and all I can think about is getting my rocks off again.”
“If you ever need a hand,” said Leo, his voice fading in a very unsure way as he said the words.
He looked at me and I felt my cock stir. Leo smiled and walked towards me.
“This is alien territory for me but I feel I want to.”
He held my shoulders and kissed my cheek. I grabbed his head and kissed him fully on the mouth, my tongue darting into his mouth. He gasped and then we were like two animals who had just escaped from the zoo. Clothes were ripped off and we ended stark naked in his lounge. He grabbed my arm and almost dragged me into his bedroom, throwing me on the bed and covering my steaming cock with his mouth. If this was new to him, he was a quick learner.
He licked my balls and the traced back up my body to kiss me again. There was some awkwardness as we both tried to take the lead kissing. Teeth clashed and we both laughed. I rolled him on to his back and took great delight in sucking my first cock. He yelped at my clumsy attempt when my teeth caught his foreskin but it didn’t take long to learn. Leo seemed to naturally take the lead and I soon found myself back down on the bed with him above me, my legs lifted as he gently fingered my hole. No one had ever done that and the sensitive feeling was incredible.
“You can’t put it into me,” I said.
“We’ll save that for another day then,” he replied.
The actual session was quite short. We continued with sucking and kissing until he told me he was cumming. I took my mouth off his cock with milliseconds to spare as a fountain of cum splattered over my face and hair. My own cock self-exploded and covered my chest.
“Jeesus,” he said, “you look like an iced cake.”
We laughed but deep down, I liked being iced!
Leo led me to a place I shouldn’t have gone. I had sex with him alone and also with many girls, usually in the next town. It was accepted by Roseanne that I went out with “the lads” one night a week and she thought nothing of it. If she or my parents, or even worse her parents ever found the faintest shred of evidence that I wasn’t “pure” my life would have been Hell and my parents would have left the church.
One odd event was after a church meeting. One Thursday I had been volunteered by my parents to help our Reverend set up some stalls for a ‘bring and buy’ sale to be held in the Church Hall on the Saturday. The Reverend had been called away and I was left with one of his minions who was had been taking the junior choir practice and had been seconded when the Minister had to flee due to a parishioner’s demise. He was quite an attractive young man, around my own age and was unsuitably dressed in the hassock he had been wearing from the practice. It became quite funny as the cumbersome garment made climbing ladders almost impossible.
“Maybe you should pull it off and end up in your shorts and t-shirt,” I jokingly said.
“If I pull this off, you would see a lot more than shorts and t-shirt,” he replied, laughing. “I tend to wear nothing under in on these warmer evenings.”
“A bit risky with a junior choir nearby,” I said.
“Well I have had the odd slip now and then so I think some of them realise.”
He was up the ladder lifting down some trestles when I jokingly put my head under his hassock and said “Maybe there’s not much to see.”
He didn’t move when my head went under and I heard his say, “If you keep looking you may be surprised.”
I looked up to see his balls inches from my face and an erect cock which looked to be about eight inches long.
“God that’s big,” I said.
“Could you give me a hand up here?” he asked.
The hall had a raised stage area at the top and to the right, to accommodate a small dressing area some rooms had been built which did not go all the way to the hall ceiling. Above them and curtained off was an area where we stored items and props. It was this area we had been taking the trestles from and lowering them down the ladder to the hall floor. He disappeared behind the curtain and I followed, slightly closing the curtains as I entered the dimly lit area. He stood, his head almost reaching the hall ceiling with an obscene point in the front of his hassock. He held his finger to his lips as though to suggest I say nothing and he pulled me towards him.
I stood limply as he held me tight and pushed his lips to mine, His tongue entered my mouth and he behaved like a hungry beast. His hands ripped open my belt and my jeans slid down. He lowered himself to kneeling and pulled my pants and briefs down engulfing my half-hard cock with his mouth. He steadied my cock with his right hand encouraging it to full mast as he sucked.
“I’ve wanted your cock since I first saw you,” he said between slurps.
He stood up and lifted his hassock exposing his large cock and ball sacs. I dropped to my knees and reciprocated, licking his balls and his cock as he steadied himself against the wall. I looked up at this weird scene of a man of the cloth, his garments lifted, his white dog collar clearly showing and his eyes closed as I dined on his monster cock.
“Fuck me,” he said.
“How?” I responded. The question was aimed at the fact that I wasn’t sure how to fuck a man and also how to fuck a man with no preparation.
“I was hoping to be fucked by one of the senior choir members tonight and was ready for it. I even lubed myself. The bloody minister then asked me to help you and I had to let him go.”
He rustled in his hassock and handed me a condom. This was getting more surreal by the minute. As he turned, I lifted the garment up and over him and pushed my finger against his anus. He was, indeed, lubricated as my finger slid inside him and he groaned with pleasure. I stretched the condom on to my hard cock and using the spare lubricant gleaned from his arse, coated the latex before pushing my cock against his hole. I gripped his shoulders with both hands allowing my hard cock to slide effortlessly inside him without even the slightest resistance.
My first thought was how all enveloping his arse was. It seemed to grip me in a velvet glove and tightly held my cock in place. It was easy to fuck him and I found the rhythm pleasing as my cock slid in and out. I put my hand around and grasped his thick member, stroking it as I fucked him.
I was close. It was just as well as I heard the hall door open downstairs and someone calling, “Joseph!”
I came inside him and as I did his muffled orgasm sent a stream of cum through my fingers and over my wrist. I hurriedly withdrew and tied the condom, putting it in my pocket and pulling up jeans at the same time.
Again my name was called and as it was I deliberately knocked over one of the trestles and shouted, “Blast, hold it steady Simon.”
“Ah you’re up there boys,” shouted the Minister.
Simon was still mopping up the mess and trying to ensure the cum hadn’t splattered on his black gown as I backed on to the ladder with one of the trestles and we continued bringing it down as though nothing had happened. The Minister seemed none the wiser but then why would he think his second in charge had just been fucked by the fiancée of one of his most fervent parishioners!
I started to have doubts about my sexuality and didn’t continue the relationship with Simon other than the odd grope. My interests were still in women and I realised I just liked sex. How I was going to cope with “Little Miss Goody Two Shoes” in marriage, I had no idea but the option of staying single was actually not an option at all.
The wedding was booked, planned and arranged without really any involvement by me. If I hadn’t been needed for the consummation I’m sure they would have omitted me altogether. Even the honeymoon venue excluded me. It seems our church had links with one in Jamaica and that where Mum and Dad had paid for us to go. Thankfully we were staying in a hotel at a small resort called Port Antonio which was nearer Kingston and the church!!
Roseanne was beside herself. I had been a good boy as time headed towards the wedding day and had been avoiding Leo and his entourage of horny women. One night about two weeks before the wedding when Roseanne was having her favourite tipple, spritzer and I was polishing off a nice bottle of White Burgundy single handed she suddenly looked at me.
“Joseph, what do you think sex will be like?”
I almost spluttered the whole mouthful of wine. In my head the thought, “Do you mean oral, vaginal, anal, heterosexual or homosexual?” passed through and I stifled a giggle.
“I’m sure it will be wonderful.”
“I get very excited sometimes thinking about you and thinking about sex. I must confess that I have touched myself thinking about it and I love the feeling I get. I wonder if it will hurt. Maybe you will be too big for me. What if I don’t like it? What if I like it too much? Don’t you have these thoughts?”
The flurry of questions game one after the other and I felt like a cheat but I was thankful at that stage I had had sex. The thought of that first fumbling night did not appeal.
I won’t bore you with the wedding but the day passed in a blur and we were straight to Heathrow that night ready to catch the late morning flight to Kingston. The sad thing was that Roseanne actually drank too much and passed out so our wedding night was spent in separate beds an airport hotel and I was way to drunk to take advantage of her anyway. The most I got was a view of his tits as she changed for bed clumsily. Nice tits they were too!
So next it was a flight, then a transfer, then a shower, then dinner, and then we fell asleep again. Losing your virginity, even when you want to, isn’t easy when you mix jet lag and booze.
So day 2 was to be THE day!
Roseanne woke early and showered and I followed suit. I kissed her deeply and it was obvious that she was “ready.” After breakfast we relaxed by the pool and after a light lunch with a couple of glasses of Pina Colada we went to our room and locked the door. She was nervous and I was nervous for her. I had never actually seen her naked nor had she seen me so the gentle kissing was meant to encourage disrobement.
We were soon stripped to the basics of bra and pants on her and briefs on me and my erection was straining. She didn’t look once at my front so I took the lead. I laid her on the bed and kissed her. She was shaking! I took control and gently stripped her seeing her naked for the first time. I stripped as I lay next to her then took her hand and guided it to my hard cock. She gasped.
“It’s so big. It’ll never fit!”
“Trust me, it will,” I said.
I took my time with her kissing her nipples and running my tongue around them. She was very passive, lying there and leaving it all to me. I ventured down between her legs and kissed the area, not sure whether to use my mouth or her but I felt it would loosen her and relax her. When my tongue darted inside her, she quivered and a small “O” escaped her lips. My tongue brought her to a small quivering orgasm.
“Try sucking me,” I asked. “Nothing nasty will happen, I promise.”
I lay back and she very tentatively kissed the head, sliding my foreskin back and then slowly enveloped me. She had the good sense to keep teeth out of the way and soon had a good grip and oral rhythm. This was good! As she did this, I kept my finger gently stroking her sizeable clitoris and she kept having little shivers, like mini-orgasms. I rolled over and placed her back on the bed, lying on top of her and gently stroking my cock head around her pubic region. She loved the feeling and was getting hotter and hotter, kissing me with wild abandon. I kept this up for quite some time until I was aware she was becoming very moist in the area. I reached over to the drawer and took out a condom, the contraception we had decided on for the first part of our marriage. I took great delight in stretching it over my hard, upturned cock as she watched in amazement.
I crawled between her legs and gently traced my tongue from her wide slit, all the way up to her lips and then with my right hand, steered the head of my cock to her entrance. I gently pushed in, then out, then back in again, teasing my cock into her to get her used to it. It was sliding in surprisingly easily and she seemed in little pain. That was, of course, until I broke her hymen. She squealed as the sharp pain must have hit her and I withdrew. There was a slight trace, but little blood.
“Please do me now,” she said, lifting her legs and bending her knees to show her gaping cunt in all its glory. I re-entered her and gently pushed past the previous point until my entire length was inside her. Then I started to fuck.
It was a frenzied session and she was completely abandoned in her sex. Perspiration poured off us as I hammered into her virgin cunt. As I fucked, I had the oddest feeling of being watched and turned slightly to see the houseboy, a black Jamaican lad of around 18, standing with folded towels, just inside the door, watching us. The tent on the front of his white trousers was obvious. When he saw me, he started to say something but I held my finger to my lips as though to say “shh,” as I continued.
I have no idea why I did it. Probably it was the dark side of me. I also had no idea what Roseanne was going to say when she realised she had an audience for her deflowering, but the idea turned me on that I became a “porn star.” I put on quite a show. She was laid back, her chin upwards, looking at the ceiling so had no idea of the audience. I made sure he saw everything and when she actually had a full blown orgasm, she dug her nails into my back, pulled me down and forced my cock even further inside as I blasted a load of cum into her.
“Wow that was really something,” she said as her eyes caught the shape by the door.
“Turn down sir?” said the young man.
Roseanne fled for the bathroom and I stood up and walked towards the young guy, my semi-hard cock bouncing around. As I reached him I took the towels and squeezed his massive cock through his trousers. “Enjoy it?” I said.
“You bet,” he replied.
I tipped him and off he went.
“You can come out now,” I said to Roseanne.
“That was so embarrassing,” she said when she came out.
“That was so erotic,” I replied.
She looked at me oddly but didn’t say anything.
We saw the young man on towel duty by the pool the next day and Roseanne wanted to avoid him, I forced her over to him and said a hearty, “Good Morning.”
He responded with a dazzling white smile and Roseanne, blushed.
“I find the thought that this beautiful young man has seen my gorgeous wife being deflowered highly exciting,” I said to her. “He was very erect, you know.”
“Was he?”
“Oh yes he was, and I think that if you had beckoned him he would have done it to you as well.”
“Joseph, don’t be disgusting,” she said, but she didn’t sound annoyed.
As I said, mentally I had found it difficult to think of Roseanne in a wildly sexual way because of her background. I had waited so long to deflower Roseanne and had been such a slut myself, that I now found her virginal value very appealing and I suddenly had this craving to share it if I could. This wasn’t something I had really thought about before, and in fact, when wanking, I had rarely wanked while thinking of her. She was so pure and virginal that in my wanking fantasies she just wasn’t crude enough. Now in the blink of ten minutes, someone had watched me shagging her and seen her gaping wet cunt and she had become a sex object. I wanted her to be abused and to become a slut but hadn’t the faintest idea how that would come around.
It took four days. Four days in which we had been into Kingston. Four days of me saying things like, “Imagine that tall black guy’s cock inside you.” Four days of wild sex in our room. She was insatiable loving sex, drinking more than I ever thought she would and talking surprisingly dirty during sex.
Virgin to slut in four days – impossible!
“How big do you think the houseboy was?” she said one evening on the third day after the event.
“Bigger than me,” I said.
“He’s very young,” she said.
“Young and hung,” said I.
“Surely you wouldn’t want someone else to have sex with me on our honeymoon?”
I said nothing but raised my eyebrows.
“I’ve just never had any experience with anyone but you and I wonder what different people might be like. Wouldn’t you be curious?”
The fact that to balance this she might be suggesting me with a woman, not another man, hadn’t crossed her mind.
“We might never get another chance and we are on holiday,” I said.
It’s fair to say that most of these conversations took place after hefty quantities of wine in an evening. She had been kept from any heavy drinking and the freedom while on honeymoon had given her quite an appetite for alcohol. I realised that unless I really plied her, I was never going to fulfil this fantasy!
I caught the lad one late afternoon and had a word with him. His name was Taylor and I mentioned that my wife had been excited when she realised he was watching us. I told him that he had witnessed her losing her virginity and that really appealed to him. I asked him if he would like to have sex with her while I watched. He didn’t need told twice. The following day he finished at 5.00pm so I suggested he pretend, like last time, he was turning down beds and I would get her on the bed and start having sex. This time I would ask him to join us. He was keen for a bit of fresh white cunt and I was keen to both see her get a black cock, but hopefully be able to handle it!
The following afternoon, my heartbeat was racing. We shared a bottle of wine at lunchtime and I fed her some extra strong Pina Coladas during the afternoon. I made a few suggestive suggestions as guys walked past in swimming trunks and she was very giggly. Surprisingly it was her that suggested around 4.30 pm, we go up to the room for an “afternoon snack.”
I saw Taylor watch us go. In the room we showered together and I soaped her and kissed her, fingering her gently. She knelt and sucked my cock in the shower something she had taken to like a duck to water. She was learning very fast. We shared another glass of wine from the fridge as I tried to time our session to be in mid-fuck at 5.30pm. She was quite uninhibited by the time we reached the bed and I licked her cunt with her legs raised upwards in a “V” shape and over my shoulders.
“Oh yes, that’s so good,” she whimpered as I licked and probed her.
At 5.25pm I was ready for entry and started to gently fuck her, our backs to the bedroom door. She was becoming quite noisy in sex and as I also had the television on, even I didn’t hear Taylor enter. Once more he stood and watched and it was the slight movement I saw reflected in the mirror that made me realise he was there. I beckoned him over and he stood by the bed as I fucked. He leaned forward and kissed Roseanne’s right tit. With her eyes shut, she didn’t realise. He slid his white shorts and his briefs down and a beautiful erect ebony cock sprung out which was easily 9 inches and thick. I gripped it as I fucked and he let me. I pulled his cock forward as he stood by the bed and he leaned to push it against Roseanne’s lips. She opened and accepted it before it dawned on her she couldn’t be fucked and suck my cock at the same time. Her eyes shot open.
“If she didn’t have around 2 inches on cock in her mouth, she would have said, “What the Hell?”
I smiled and held her head in place. She looked at me, the black cock still lying across her mouth, then gripped it and started sucking like a mad thing. I held Taylor’s stunningly firm ass as he thrust into her mouth and then I slid out and gave her to him. He climbed on to the bed as she lay there with a slightly nervous look. Taylor was a black Adonis and even Roseanne could see that it would be an honour to have him inside her. He kissed her very enthusiastically and I stood at the side stroking my cock. For his age, he was very experienced and knew how to pleasure her. His mouth roamed over her body at will and when he went between her legs, he pushed them wide and sunk his whole mouth and tongue into her. She screamed as his able tongue managed to bring her to a shuddering climax.
Not missing a stroke, he held out his hand and I took a condom. I opened it but withheld it, stretching in on to his cock as Roseanne watched her eyes like saucers. The thin shiny latex over his monstrous cock was a wonder to behold. He smiled that dazzling smile and climbed between her legs as I held him and gently pushed his cock to her open sex. He was good, very good. He teased her entrance and rolled his cock around gathering her copious fluids as he went. She leaned forward and gently stroked his balls. The moment arrived.
I knelt behind him and as if sensing what I wanted to see, he opened her wide. His arse was on full display to me, his little rosebud hole winking and he started to enter her fully. I could see every moment of his entry. I watched her skin part, I briefly saw her inside before his cock filled every available space and then I saw him gently plunge inside her, the walls of her vagina wrapping around his cock until his balls covered the last view of her and he started to fuck.
She wailed in time to each thrust and each wail was louder than the one before. Each time she reached a crescendo, he would slightly withdraw until she came back down, and then start again. I watched and wanked my heart beating so loudly it was thumping against my ribcage. Taylor thrust her gently as if sensing a near virgin might have problems with his massive dick. Mind you she had managed mine so was already quite stretched. I saw her liquids trickle out and coat the length of his cock as he pumped her.
Roseanne was now whimpering like an excited puppy. I knew he was better than I had been and I didn’t care. My little angel was now a slut, with a long thick black man’s cock pumping into her cunt. Her nails dug into his back and she was wailing as he brought her close to climax. Her second climax was so noisy I had to run and shut windows.
By the time I returned, he was withdrawing from her and she lay exhausted on the bed. I thought he had cum but his cock was still stiff and the condom was empty. He pulled off the rubber and asked me to lie beside her. I didn’t fully understand but obliged. I lay alongside Roseanne and started to kiss her.
“That was amazing,” she whispered.
As I looked up, a long black cock appeared over us and I realised Taylor wanted to cum over us.
“Are you ok with this?” I said looking at the “loaded gun” above us.
“Oh yes,” she whispered breathlessly, “I have so much more I want to do.”
The orgasm sprayed his seed over my chest and both our faces and necks. Taylor had been storing quite a load! When he squeezed the last drop onto my chest, he leaned over and offered his cock head to us. I saw Roseanne look a little apprehensive so I lifted my head and sucked his dwindling erection. The taste was awesome, slightly salty but with a hint of Roseanne’s juices.
Taylor had a wicked smile as he climbed off the bed and said, “You finish her off and I’ll watch.”
I did and when I emptied my load into Roseanne and my brains felt like exploding, I realised my little virgin was going to be fun after all!
Taylor asked what we had done while we had been in Jamaica and I told him about our church and the visit to the local one, St Andrews in Kingston.
“St Andrews?” he said, his eyebrows raised. “My best friend is in the choir there.”
“Don’t tell him about is then because if this gets back…..”
Taylor raised a hand and said, “If you and your new wife do nothing else, you will want to meet Luke.”
He looked at Roseanne. “Did you enjoy what I just did to you?”
Roseanne blushed, her hands inadvertently slipping between her legs either to cover her slightly bruised cunt, or to feel it and remember the sensations she had just had. “I can’t believe what I have done this week, and worse than that, I can’t believe what I have become this week. I cannot tell a lie and must say it was amazing!”
“If I tell you Luke is my age, his cock is at least 10 inches and he is such a horny bastard, he will fuck anything on two legs. If you get together with me and Luke and your husband here, you will go home with the memory of a honeymoon to remember. Let me know what you think tomorrow.”
It was over breakfast when Roseanne quietly said to me, “I think I want it to happen but wouldn’t you be upset at your new English Rose being abused?”
I spoke carefully and explained that something had been unleashed in me and seeing her so happy and being so well serviced was one of the most exciting things I had ever experienced.
She rose from the table, picked up her book and sunglasses and said, “Organise it,” as she walked away (before she could change her mind, perhaps?).
When I spoke to him, Taylor said it would have to be at Luke’s place as he wouldn’t be able to get him into the hotel. My nervous look at him told him I wasn’t too keen at wandering around backstreet Kingston.
Taylor laughed. “Luke has a small flat paid by the church as he does caretaker work for them as well. It’s where we go for some fun,” he said.
“You take girls back to it?” I said.
“Not always girls,” he said smiling. “I have to say that Luke will be as interested in you as your wife. Does that bother you?”
“Could be interesting,” I said.
In my head, I felt the way I had when Leo first took his pants off and my heart started to skip.
I told Roseanne we had sorted it out and warned her that Luke was bisexual and I may have to “look interested” to keep it going.
“I’m sure you’ll manage,” she said with a smirk.
My little girl had definitely come a long way in a week!
We had to visit the church in Kingston two days later to present some gifts from the congregation back home so Taylor had organised for Luke to meet us afterwards and take us to the little apartment in the next street. My heart was pounding with excitement and Roseanne was apprehensive too, even talking of pulling out of the arrangement at one stage. A little dirty talk soon had her interested again and we felt safe enough with Taylor that if she did change her mind, everything would stop.
After the light lunch with the minister, we said our goodbyes and when he offered to get us a taxi, told him we had organised a driver from the hotel to explain Taylor’s arrival at the main entrance. Around the corner we met Luke. Like Taylor he was a tall handsome young man with a well defined body, very dark skin and a dazzling smile.
“Are these the objects of my afternoon’s pleasure?” he asked holding out his hand to Roseanne then myself.
I noticed his use of the plural. I would have put him as a year older than Taylor and certainly more mature in his manner and build. A beautiful man in all senses of the word and this did not go amiss with Roseanne who was fluttering eyelids like mad!
We entered the small apartment block which was well kept and seemed to have around eight flats, two on each floor. Luke was on the top floor and our entrance did not go unnoticed by other people in the area. I wondered if they guessed why a white couple were heading to a small flat with two young, attractive black men. Luke was certainly keen to get going and showed no shyness when we entered the apartment.
“Shower’s that way,” he said to me and Roseanne.
Though we had showered before leaving the hotel the heat outside Luke’s, thankfully air-conditioned, flat, was sticky and humid. Roseanne started to take off her clothes in the shower room and Luke, walked past me, stripping as he went.
“Let me help her,” he said with a grin.
Taylor was also stripping so I followed. As Roseanne stepped into the large shower cubicle, completely naked, Luke joined her, a massive semi-hard cock swinging down between his legs. Even soft, it was bigger than mine, but the girth made it look massive. He started to soap Roseanne and she laid back against the wall and let him, the water cascading down on her hair and face. He soaped her breasts as Taylor and I stood watching and idly masturbating. Roseanne was completely under his spell leaning back and allowing Luke total control of her. Eventually his soapy fingers entered her cunt and she gasped, her eyes shooting open and looking at me. She half smiled and then closed them again as his penetration continued. His cock by now was completely hard and I was glad her eyes were closed. The weight and size meant that though hard, it was standing at a downward 45 degree angle rather than straight out like Taylor and I.
When he finished he led her out, leaving the shower running for me. As I stepped in and Roseanne was taken wrapped in a towel to the bedroom, Taylor joined me to “save time.” He soaped me and gently rubbed foam around my testicles. The sensations were incredible. Next he used the foam to enter my arse with his finger, gently soaping in and out. It didn’t hurt at all and when he dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth without withdrawing his finger, I was ready to shoot there and then. Thankfully he must have sensed it and stopped.
Next he turned me around making me spread my legs while he continued to finger me. He then stood up and rubbed his hard black cock between my buttocks making no attempt to enter me but making a mock fucking action, pressing the head against my hole then sliding between my legs then up between my buttocks, all the while gripping my hard cock with his free right hand. The sensations were incredible.
I was rinsed and we headed to the bedroom where I found Roseanne lying on the bed being eaten by Luke. His large head was slurping happily between her legs. Taylor went over and knelt alongside her placing his cock at right angles to her mouth. She happily accepted it and licked along the length. When Luke joined him, her pale white face was almost hidden by black flesh.
“You fuck her first,” Luke said to me. “I want to see white meat in white first and anyway, your cock is the smallest and it’ll help open her up for us.”
I stretched the condom on my sizeable cock (which had just been branded the smallest) and suddenly felt inadequate! Roseanne took me easily. Though she hadn’t been fucked yet, Luke’s ministrations had her wet and willing and my entry was surprisingly easy. She wrapped her legs around me as I started fucking and I kissed her deeply.
I quietly whispered, “Are you ok?”
“Oh yes,” she said back.
I fucked her steadily in the missionary position while kissing her and softly biting her nipples which were solid little teats by now. She started her usual build up to orgasm, her ragged howls in keeping with my thrusts until she screamed the place down. I know I should have warned Luke as he rushed to ensure all windows were tightly closed. I slowed my pace and gently withdrew. I hadn’t cum and had no intentions until the very end.
I went to the side of the bed and waited, leaving these two young men to take the lead. Luke nodded to Taylor who quickly replaced me. He turned Roseanne on to all fours, kneeling on the bed and fumbled to find her gaping cunt lips between her legs. Finding what he wanted, he started to enter her from the rear. At first I thought he was going for her arse but my words to stop him were quickly stifled by Luke clarifying the situation, as he pointed to her front.
Taylor took it easy as he entered her. Roseanne was panting like a bitch in heat. I suppose she had been suppressing all her sexual thoughts for years and was suddenly exploring them all at once. By now Taylors black cock was pumping in and out, with Roseanne’s juices coating the condom creating a sheen on the latex. Once more she was panting in time to Taylor’s thrusts. His hands cupped her breasts as he fucked her and Luke stood stroking his big cock.
Luke wandered around to me as I stood watching and smiled, pointing to his cock. I lowered to my knees and tried to put my mouth over the head. I managed with some difficulty and by holding it in my other hand, steadied his cock as I tried to swallow as much of its length as I could. His balls hung low underneath this brute and looked tiny by comparison. His musky smell was intoxicating as I cupped his balls and sucked.
Roseanne started to wail again. Taylor was bringing her back to orgasm. Luke pulled his cock out of my mouth and gripped Taylor’s shoulder. Taylor took the hint and pulled out as Luke attempted to pull a condom on his cock. It only stretched a little over half way down his dick but I suppose it did the trick. He started his entry.
Roseanne was struggling to take him but each time he withdrew she pushed back on to his cock. She was determined. As I watched, Taylor was sucking my cock expertly. I found this whole bisexual scenario highly exciting. I leaned forward and pushed my tongue into Luke’s arsehole as he started his fucking motion. He liked that, groaning with pleasure as my tongue found his rosebud and pushed inside him. My hands found his cock and I was able to stroke it as he fucked my new wife. As she relaxed, he was able to turn her on to her back, open her legs and fuck her in the missionary position. The sight of this massive piece of black cock, sliding into her cunt was unbelievable. I was so close to cumming.
As I watched, Taylor was standing behind me rubbing his enormous cock against the crack of my arse again. Though I knew I could never have taken it, the eroticism of it was pushing me ever closer.
“Guys I can’t hold out much longer,” I said. “I’m going to blow without touching it unless we come to an end soon.”
Roseanne’s noisy climax started again and I saw her nails dig into Luke. He was hammering her cunt now as she reached her peak. Her tits were wobbling with the frantic fucking. As she climbed down from her peak, Luke withdrew his cock, ripped off the condom and fired a blast of cum at her tits and face. I felt a warm flow of cum blast up my back from the buttocks as Taylor let me have his load and, true to my warning, his cock sliding in his own cum between my buttocks. My own cock fired of its own free will splattering across Roseanne’s cunt and belly.
The session was unbelievably erotic and sadly, horny as Roseanne was, her bruised and battered cunt was out of action for the rest of the honeymoon.
The return to family and church was difficult. We talked long and hard about what we should now do, return to the fold, leave the fold completely, or be two faced hypocrites and lead a dual life.
I can live with hypocrisy!
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
www.kewtieboy.blogspot.com
Thursday, June 11, 2009
"Veronica" the Inflatable Doll.
“Veronica” the inflatable doll
by kewtieboy
(First-time, MM, gay, anal, inflatable doll)
It’s funny how an inflatable woman can be the only tool needed to help me seduce a straight roommate at college.
While at university, I shared a flat with three other guys. The oldest of these was the son of a wealthy Middle Eastern businessman. His name was Safwan which he told me meant “rock, solid.” It was a constant joke as he usually was both of those things. Being told to stay pure by his family, and being surrounded by three horny students who were always on the pull, made his life with us frustrating to say the least.
No one knew I was gay. I went along with the “dating” and taking girls out but just stopped short of the act of fucking. Everyone thought I was doing what they were doing, but I was the youngest of the group. Safwan was almost 19, I was a little short of my 18th birthday and the other two, Leo and Jon, were both just over the age of 18. Safwan wanted to know every intricate detail of our conquests and I’m sure he dived back to his room to wank off while thinking of them.
The subterfuge of being gay and acting straight is that my three good looking friends didn’t hide their attributes from me. Frequently I was feigning sleep on the sofa while Leo or Jon was fucking some girl in front of me. I could lie there and watch Leo’s thick, short cock pumping into some semi-drunk student or Jon’s long uncut monster being sucked and him pumping cum all over another one’s face. In the semi-dark, I would gently stroke my hard cock while watching through slightly open eyelids while the action took place.
Safwan tried hard not to drink as it was against his religion but, as he said, his father was a hypocrite as he would drink while on business trips abroad and he was also sure he was doing even more! Still though the guilt of drinking could be overcome with the smell of whisky, he couldn’t be tempted to fuck around as his conscience wouldn’t let him. I often wondered, like some other Arab guys, if fucking men was included in the “no” list. He would sometimes look at me strangely and I wondered his he could be tempted to stick if long circumcised cock in my willing hole!
One night when he had been having a few drinks, and I had had considerably more, I told him that I sometimes watched Leo and Jon fucking girls while pretending to be asleep. I suggested that he might get a kick out of it but he categorically said he couldn’t do that to friends. Of course he followed that repost by asking me the intricate details of what they had done and to whom. His hard cock was visible under his shorts while I told him every salacious detail right down to how much the guys came. Of course my drink fuddled mind wanted to see if he was interested in accepting my arse as a female substitute. It came to nothing and when he went to bed, I listened to him beating off while I stood at his door doing the same.
Safwan was a slim, dark skinned and short haired lad with beautifully white teeth and perfectly smooth skin. He had few hairs other than his pubic region and a few on his chest. He was muscular without looking as though he worked out. His frame compared to my 5 feet 9 inches and skinny little waist, was quite large. I had what would be classed as a “cute” body with a pert little arse, pale skin and though my hair was medium to dark, I had some shoulder and nose freckles. Thankfully I had been blessed with a cock which was slightly too large for my frame and it stood uncut and proudly well over 7 inches long with a surprising thickness. Safwan’s I had witnessed only once in an erect state and that was when I walked into his room without knocking. Thankfully he didn’t initially see me as he reached his climax on the bed so I had a few seconds to take in the scene. He was around 6.5 inches long but it was thick and looked like one of those chunky tent pegs you used to tie the guy ropes. It was narrower at the top and thick at the bottom and the cum that shot out of it as he reached climax and noticed me at the same time, was more than sufficient to please any avid cum sucker like me.
Anyway I didn’t like to make the same mistake again so I looked through the keyhole and could just make him out lying naked on the bed. I had, some weeks ago, when the decorators had been sprucing up the flat at the landlord’s insistence, removed the escutcheons which covered the keyhole (blaming the tradesmen) and this meant that when the opportunity arose I could look through into my flatmate’s bedrooms as long as only one was in with me at the time; like now!
His frustration was building and a few weeks before my 18th birthday, Safwan arrived home with a large box and went quickly to his room.
“Been shopping?” I asked jauntily.
“Been solving my sexual dilemma,” he answered.
Now I was curious as he opened the package and showed me the box!
“Lifelike, life size, soft touch, blow up female doll,” it said.
“Wow, that must have cost a fortune,” I said.
“My dad won’t even notice it on my expenses,” he said. “The shop kindly made out a manual receipt for stationery. This is the best they do,” he said as he took it out of the box and then, as you would expect with the deluxe model, he removed a little inflator and started to connect it.
I have to say she was lifelike. At one stage he laid her face forward over a chair and her backside was facing me. I would have sworn blind it was a real naked woman. The plastic was warm and soft to the touch and the “orifices” had a soft touch to them. Even her nipples were of a different material to her tits.
“I’ll tell you Tom, this is going to be better that wanking,” he said honestly.
I have to say that my head was about to suggest another option but I bit my tongue.
“I’ll leave you to break her in,” I said and I left the room quietly.
I went back and looked through the keyhole. I could see the doll lying on the bed, legs open and could just catch Safwan’s clothes flashing across my view before a brief glimpse of his cock. Then all I could see was his dark skinned arse as he lay between the legs and started his fucking. Of course there was no need for a warm up or for any preliminaries as she was a doll after all. I wanked and watched, timing my orgasm just after he came. I saw his dwindling cock dripping cum as he pulled it out and then I dashed to my room before I could be caught.
I had to tell Leo and Jon when they came home.
“You’re fucking joking?” said Jon.
“No I’m not and I’ll tell you it’s a bloody good looking doll too,” I said.
“Gotta see this,” said the guys in unison knocking on Safwan’s door.
They entered and he was studying by the window,
“Let’s see the girlfriend then,” said the boys as I looked over their shoulder.
Safwan blew her up for them and they stroked her and felt her. Jon’s fingers wandered into her vagina and came out with some water on them.
“You’ve been using it already,” he said lifting his finger to his nose. “Bloody pervert!” Of course his indignation was somewhat diluted when he followed with, “What was it like?”
We all burst out laughing and Safwan said we could have a go sometime.
We decided to christen her “Veronica” as that name seemed the least suitable for her.
When my 18th birthday came, all four of us went out on the town to a fabulous Halal restaurant in town. Of course, it was “bring your own bottle” but Safwan was too nervous in Muslim company to drink. Jon, Leo and I had no such fears and polished off two bottles of wine which we had brought and paid corkage. When we went on to a nearby pub, Safwan then started to drink his favourite single malt, Glenmorangie and polished off a few to catch up with us.
It was a merry crew who stumbled back to the flat in the wee, small hours and we continued to talk and have a few more drinks.
“Drink makes me horny,” said Leo.
“Everything makes you horny,” I said.
“Can I get a fuck at Veronica tonight?” he continued.
“No I want her,” said Jon.
“I think my needs are paramount,” said Shafwan in his rich voice.
Someone said, “Why don’t we all fuck her!” I realised it had been me. I had been thinking about the scenario and said it out loud in my inebriated state.
They all looked at me.
“In front of each other?” said Leo.
“I’m not scared,” said Safwan.
I realised this was interesting him a little too.
“Neither am I,” said I.
Leo and Tom, both well pissed, looked at each other.
“It’s the only way you’ll get her tonight,” said Safwan.
“Fuck it, you’re on,” said Leo. “Go get her.”
When Safwan was retrieving Veronica, I noticed the two guys were knocking back beer to give themselves Dutch courage. In the past they had done some heavy petting with girls in each other’s company and I knew that once they had both fucked girls in the same room but under cover of darkness. This was in the light and in front of two other guys.
Safwan came back in, stripped to his rather boring looking pale blue boxer shorts, his erection already evident. He started to inflate her and to ensure the guys didn’t chicken out. I stripped to my tight little athletic shorts. I wasn’t erect as I was a little nervous in case it didn’t happen, and also in case even fucking an artificial girl was something my body didn’t want to do. I just hoped that being in a nude and all male, all straight company would more than make up for it.
Both Leo and Jon took off their tops but kept their jeans on. However I could see erections on both of them which was a good sign.
When Veronica was ready, Safwan put her over the arm of the sofa and offered her to Leo.
“You first,” said Leo.
Safwan shrugged, took off his shorts and his stiff, thick cock sprung up into the air. The guys looked slightly uncomfortable. Safwan lubed her arse entrance and started to enter the doll. Within a few seconds he was fucking her as he poured out expletives. I watched his dark hairy arse bouncing up and down and his black balls slapping against the doll. Leo and Jon slowly stripped to their briefs and started to stroke their cocks through the material.
Safawn withdrew and asked me to do her. I was already quite hard so slipped off my shorts and my cock bounced up.
“Fucking Hell, where have you been hiding that?” said Leo as my large cock came into view. “You put us all to shame.”
I smiled, proud that a gay guy could still interest straights at some level. I started to enter her, the thought of replacing Safwan’s cock making me really hard. The doll slightly slipped and Safwan came over to steady her bottom. He then shocked me by taking my cock and pushing it in. My cock went rigid in a second as I felt his strong hands grip it. He said nothing and went back to watch with the others.
The exhibitionist in me was really enjoyed doing this and when Leo and Jon finally stripped naked, except being typical straights, they left their black socks on, I was in my element, pulling my cock out and making sure they saw the full length plunging in again. All three were now stroking erections.
“Right Tom, me next,” said Leo.
As Leo went to stick his cock in, Jon went to her mouth and pushed his cock in there. The two of them were very horny and were talking to her as though she was real. Safwan looked at me, his cock in his hand, and winked with a wicked smile on his face.
“Jeesus I’m going to cum in her,” said Leo after only a few minutes of fucking.
His orgasmic howl would have wakened the neighbours if they hadn’t been on holiday. He humped each spurt of his orgasm into the vinyl female substitute and Jon grunted and seemed to do the same at her mouth.
“That was fucking ace,” said Leo as he pulled out, his cum trickling out behind his cock. “Who’s next?”
I assumed that might be it, since the arse and mouth were now coating in cum. Leo and Jon, grabbed their clothes as embarrassment now flooded over them and they headed towards their rooms saying, “We’ll leave you two to finish your fun.”
Safwan suggested I lie back on the floor which I did. He coated Veronica’s cunt with lube and pushed her face down on me before surprising me by entering her arse even with Leo’s cum in it. He lay on her as she lay on me and started to fuck. The thin material between our cocks did little to mask the pressure and strength of his erection rubbing against my cock.
“How does that feel Tom?” he asked.
“Absolutely amazing,” I said.
I was lying quite still and he was doing all the work of fucking and holding her in place.
“I’m going to cum,” I said to him.
“Good, so am I,” he said.
I actually heard the jets of his cum firing against the inner lining which pushed me over the edge and came in Veronica.
Afterwards we lay and laughed.
“That was fun, and at least no nagging afterwards,” he said.
I pulled my shorts back on and offered to clean the doll up but he refused. I wondered why. Mind you even though we had just technically had sex, there was a plastic female between us and I wasn’t sure that it counted, certainly not in Safwan’s head.
We joked about it for a few days afterwards and then we all went back to our routines. Safwan studied, I studied and did a few bars when I could, and Leo and Jon were out all the nights they could, on the pull.
It was around three weeks later. The two guys were going to an all night party over a Bank Holiday weekend and I had planned to do the gay bars when Safwan asked if he could come with me. I had to hurriedly change my bar plans to straight ones and off we went.
We both drank a fair bit, him slightly more than me as he was on short drinks. He seemed quite quiet until sometime quite late in the evening he suddenly said to me, “I suppose our little party the other night there is as close to real sex as I’m going to get until I marry.”
I said, “I can’t really comment Safwan, as I come from a different culture to you.”
“I know,” he said, “but some of my friends back home use each other to ease the tension.”
“Oh, I see,” said I, slightly embarrassed.
“I enjoyed the sexual excitement of doing something a little naughty,” he suddenly said, changing the subject.
“I’m sure you did and so did I.”
“Let’s go back and have some drinks at the flat,” he said, “without that horny pair going on and on at us.”
I agreed, not sure where this was leading and also not sure if he was trying to suggest what I thought he was. I decided to act the straight guy and see where it went.
Two drinks after our return, Safwan suddenly said, “Fancy another go at Veronica?”
My cock had been erect for over thirty minutes anyway as the conversation had been skirting around his frustrations for that time.
“OK, if I can manage with all this drink in me,” I said.
He inflated her and laid her on the floor, lubing her cunt. He asked me to go first. I stripped naked as he did the same behind me and then I lay on top of her and slowly pushing my cock into her. I started to fuck her. I felt Safwan behind me and he rubbed his hard cock against my buttocks.
“Do you mind?” he asked.
“Eh, no I don’t,” I said.
I tried to concentrate on my fucking but my mind was enjoying the warm cock being rubbed around my buttocks and occasionally pushing against my hole. I slowed my fucking and gently pushed my arse back up against the tip of his cock. He moaned.
“Can I?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered.
I felt the cold lubricant against my bum. I felt his fingers slide in and out as he prepared me. All thought of Veronica was now gone and I pulled out to kneel on all fours. I realised there was no need for protection as this guy was a full virgin and I looked around at him as he lubricated his cock.
The cock head slowly stretched into me. He was going slowly, obviously savouring the moment of his first fuck. It slid effortlessly inside me. In my mind I wondered why I had taken so long this evening to bathe before going out. Was it a premonition?
He stretched his hand around and gripped my cock, stroking it as he rolled me on to my side to gain deeper access. Now he was increasing his strokes and his thick cock was pumping into me. He pushed and pulled, nibbling the back of my ear and kissing my shoulder blades as he fucked.
He suddenly stopped. “I don’t want to cum yet. Will you fuck me?”
Now this was something I had not anticipated.
“If you want,” I said. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve thought of nothing else for the last three weeks since I saw it,” he said nodding towards my cock.
I went to my pocket and took a condom. Out of respect for him I felt I should think 100% for his safety. I rolled it with some difficulty over my very stiff cock and we reversed roles. I lubed his arse, asking him to relax as I did so and after a few moments I lubed my cock.
I took it really easy with him. Many previous guys had struggled with my cock size and a virgin certainly would. It was hurting him, I could tell, but he wouldn’t let me withdraw. I pushed about half an inch in at a time, pulling back slightly then pushing back in. It took almost thirty minutes before I had almost my full length inside him and started the actual fucking. It was heavenly. His hole was really tight, gripping the full length of my cock as though it never wanted to give it back. As I fucked he moaned. Gradually the sounds of pain turned to lust and I was soon shagging him with some speed.
“I can’t hold on Safwan, I need to cum inside you.”
“Do it,” he replied.
By the time the words had left his mouth, I had!
I withdrew and lay back as he climbed on to his knees and blasted a hot load of cum over my chest. He may have admired my cock size but I had nothing but admiration for the volume of cum which splattered over my chest and face.
He apologised and helped clean me before lying beside me and surprising me by kissing me fully on the mouth. We lay there silently for around twenty minutes.
“Can I do this again?” he asked.
“You bet,” I said.
He smiled and said, “At least I haven’t broken my promise of not going with girls before I marry.”
It looked like this was going to be a fun year!
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
by kewtieboy
(First-time, MM, gay, anal, inflatable doll)
It’s funny how an inflatable woman can be the only tool needed to help me seduce a straight roommate at college.
While at university, I shared a flat with three other guys. The oldest of these was the son of a wealthy Middle Eastern businessman. His name was Safwan which he told me meant “rock, solid.” It was a constant joke as he usually was both of those things. Being told to stay pure by his family, and being surrounded by three horny students who were always on the pull, made his life with us frustrating to say the least.
No one knew I was gay. I went along with the “dating” and taking girls out but just stopped short of the act of fucking. Everyone thought I was doing what they were doing, but I was the youngest of the group. Safwan was almost 19, I was a little short of my 18th birthday and the other two, Leo and Jon, were both just over the age of 18. Safwan wanted to know every intricate detail of our conquests and I’m sure he dived back to his room to wank off while thinking of them.
The subterfuge of being gay and acting straight is that my three good looking friends didn’t hide their attributes from me. Frequently I was feigning sleep on the sofa while Leo or Jon was fucking some girl in front of me. I could lie there and watch Leo’s thick, short cock pumping into some semi-drunk student or Jon’s long uncut monster being sucked and him pumping cum all over another one’s face. In the semi-dark, I would gently stroke my hard cock while watching through slightly open eyelids while the action took place.
Safwan tried hard not to drink as it was against his religion but, as he said, his father was a hypocrite as he would drink while on business trips abroad and he was also sure he was doing even more! Still though the guilt of drinking could be overcome with the smell of whisky, he couldn’t be tempted to fuck around as his conscience wouldn’t let him. I often wondered, like some other Arab guys, if fucking men was included in the “no” list. He would sometimes look at me strangely and I wondered his he could be tempted to stick if long circumcised cock in my willing hole!
One night when he had been having a few drinks, and I had had considerably more, I told him that I sometimes watched Leo and Jon fucking girls while pretending to be asleep. I suggested that he might get a kick out of it but he categorically said he couldn’t do that to friends. Of course he followed that repost by asking me the intricate details of what they had done and to whom. His hard cock was visible under his shorts while I told him every salacious detail right down to how much the guys came. Of course my drink fuddled mind wanted to see if he was interested in accepting my arse as a female substitute. It came to nothing and when he went to bed, I listened to him beating off while I stood at his door doing the same.
Safwan was a slim, dark skinned and short haired lad with beautifully white teeth and perfectly smooth skin. He had few hairs other than his pubic region and a few on his chest. He was muscular without looking as though he worked out. His frame compared to my 5 feet 9 inches and skinny little waist, was quite large. I had what would be classed as a “cute” body with a pert little arse, pale skin and though my hair was medium to dark, I had some shoulder and nose freckles. Thankfully I had been blessed with a cock which was slightly too large for my frame and it stood uncut and proudly well over 7 inches long with a surprising thickness. Safwan’s I had witnessed only once in an erect state and that was when I walked into his room without knocking. Thankfully he didn’t initially see me as he reached his climax on the bed so I had a few seconds to take in the scene. He was around 6.5 inches long but it was thick and looked like one of those chunky tent pegs you used to tie the guy ropes. It was narrower at the top and thick at the bottom and the cum that shot out of it as he reached climax and noticed me at the same time, was more than sufficient to please any avid cum sucker like me.
Anyway I didn’t like to make the same mistake again so I looked through the keyhole and could just make him out lying naked on the bed. I had, some weeks ago, when the decorators had been sprucing up the flat at the landlord’s insistence, removed the escutcheons which covered the keyhole (blaming the tradesmen) and this meant that when the opportunity arose I could look through into my flatmate’s bedrooms as long as only one was in with me at the time; like now!
His frustration was building and a few weeks before my 18th birthday, Safwan arrived home with a large box and went quickly to his room.
“Been shopping?” I asked jauntily.
“Been solving my sexual dilemma,” he answered.
Now I was curious as he opened the package and showed me the box!
“Lifelike, life size, soft touch, blow up female doll,” it said.
“Wow, that must have cost a fortune,” I said.
“My dad won’t even notice it on my expenses,” he said. “The shop kindly made out a manual receipt for stationery. This is the best they do,” he said as he took it out of the box and then, as you would expect with the deluxe model, he removed a little inflator and started to connect it.
I have to say she was lifelike. At one stage he laid her face forward over a chair and her backside was facing me. I would have sworn blind it was a real naked woman. The plastic was warm and soft to the touch and the “orifices” had a soft touch to them. Even her nipples were of a different material to her tits.
“I’ll tell you Tom, this is going to be better that wanking,” he said honestly.
I have to say that my head was about to suggest another option but I bit my tongue.
“I’ll leave you to break her in,” I said and I left the room quietly.
I went back and looked through the keyhole. I could see the doll lying on the bed, legs open and could just catch Safwan’s clothes flashing across my view before a brief glimpse of his cock. Then all I could see was his dark skinned arse as he lay between the legs and started his fucking. Of course there was no need for a warm up or for any preliminaries as she was a doll after all. I wanked and watched, timing my orgasm just after he came. I saw his dwindling cock dripping cum as he pulled it out and then I dashed to my room before I could be caught.
I had to tell Leo and Jon when they came home.
“You’re fucking joking?” said Jon.
“No I’m not and I’ll tell you it’s a bloody good looking doll too,” I said.
“Gotta see this,” said the guys in unison knocking on Safwan’s door.
They entered and he was studying by the window,
“Let’s see the girlfriend then,” said the boys as I looked over their shoulder.
Safwan blew her up for them and they stroked her and felt her. Jon’s fingers wandered into her vagina and came out with some water on them.
“You’ve been using it already,” he said lifting his finger to his nose. “Bloody pervert!” Of course his indignation was somewhat diluted when he followed with, “What was it like?”
We all burst out laughing and Safwan said we could have a go sometime.
We decided to christen her “Veronica” as that name seemed the least suitable for her.
When my 18th birthday came, all four of us went out on the town to a fabulous Halal restaurant in town. Of course, it was “bring your own bottle” but Safwan was too nervous in Muslim company to drink. Jon, Leo and I had no such fears and polished off two bottles of wine which we had brought and paid corkage. When we went on to a nearby pub, Safwan then started to drink his favourite single malt, Glenmorangie and polished off a few to catch up with us.
It was a merry crew who stumbled back to the flat in the wee, small hours and we continued to talk and have a few more drinks.
“Drink makes me horny,” said Leo.
“Everything makes you horny,” I said.
“Can I get a fuck at Veronica tonight?” he continued.
“No I want her,” said Jon.
“I think my needs are paramount,” said Shafwan in his rich voice.
Someone said, “Why don’t we all fuck her!” I realised it had been me. I had been thinking about the scenario and said it out loud in my inebriated state.
They all looked at me.
“In front of each other?” said Leo.
“I’m not scared,” said Safwan.
I realised this was interesting him a little too.
“Neither am I,” said I.
Leo and Tom, both well pissed, looked at each other.
“It’s the only way you’ll get her tonight,” said Safwan.
“Fuck it, you’re on,” said Leo. “Go get her.”
When Safwan was retrieving Veronica, I noticed the two guys were knocking back beer to give themselves Dutch courage. In the past they had done some heavy petting with girls in each other’s company and I knew that once they had both fucked girls in the same room but under cover of darkness. This was in the light and in front of two other guys.
Safwan came back in, stripped to his rather boring looking pale blue boxer shorts, his erection already evident. He started to inflate her and to ensure the guys didn’t chicken out. I stripped to my tight little athletic shorts. I wasn’t erect as I was a little nervous in case it didn’t happen, and also in case even fucking an artificial girl was something my body didn’t want to do. I just hoped that being in a nude and all male, all straight company would more than make up for it.
Both Leo and Jon took off their tops but kept their jeans on. However I could see erections on both of them which was a good sign.
When Veronica was ready, Safwan put her over the arm of the sofa and offered her to Leo.
“You first,” said Leo.
Safwan shrugged, took off his shorts and his stiff, thick cock sprung up into the air. The guys looked slightly uncomfortable. Safwan lubed her arse entrance and started to enter the doll. Within a few seconds he was fucking her as he poured out expletives. I watched his dark hairy arse bouncing up and down and his black balls slapping against the doll. Leo and Jon slowly stripped to their briefs and started to stroke their cocks through the material.
Safawn withdrew and asked me to do her. I was already quite hard so slipped off my shorts and my cock bounced up.
“Fucking Hell, where have you been hiding that?” said Leo as my large cock came into view. “You put us all to shame.”
I smiled, proud that a gay guy could still interest straights at some level. I started to enter her, the thought of replacing Safwan’s cock making me really hard. The doll slightly slipped and Safwan came over to steady her bottom. He then shocked me by taking my cock and pushing it in. My cock went rigid in a second as I felt his strong hands grip it. He said nothing and went back to watch with the others.
The exhibitionist in me was really enjoyed doing this and when Leo and Jon finally stripped naked, except being typical straights, they left their black socks on, I was in my element, pulling my cock out and making sure they saw the full length plunging in again. All three were now stroking erections.
“Right Tom, me next,” said Leo.
As Leo went to stick his cock in, Jon went to her mouth and pushed his cock in there. The two of them were very horny and were talking to her as though she was real. Safwan looked at me, his cock in his hand, and winked with a wicked smile on his face.
“Jeesus I’m going to cum in her,” said Leo after only a few minutes of fucking.
His orgasmic howl would have wakened the neighbours if they hadn’t been on holiday. He humped each spurt of his orgasm into the vinyl female substitute and Jon grunted and seemed to do the same at her mouth.
“That was fucking ace,” said Leo as he pulled out, his cum trickling out behind his cock. “Who’s next?”
I assumed that might be it, since the arse and mouth were now coating in cum. Leo and Jon, grabbed their clothes as embarrassment now flooded over them and they headed towards their rooms saying, “We’ll leave you two to finish your fun.”
Safwan suggested I lie back on the floor which I did. He coated Veronica’s cunt with lube and pushed her face down on me before surprising me by entering her arse even with Leo’s cum in it. He lay on her as she lay on me and started to fuck. The thin material between our cocks did little to mask the pressure and strength of his erection rubbing against my cock.
“How does that feel Tom?” he asked.
“Absolutely amazing,” I said.
I was lying quite still and he was doing all the work of fucking and holding her in place.
“I’m going to cum,” I said to him.
“Good, so am I,” he said.
I actually heard the jets of his cum firing against the inner lining which pushed me over the edge and came in Veronica.
Afterwards we lay and laughed.
“That was fun, and at least no nagging afterwards,” he said.
I pulled my shorts back on and offered to clean the doll up but he refused. I wondered why. Mind you even though we had just technically had sex, there was a plastic female between us and I wasn’t sure that it counted, certainly not in Safwan’s head.
We joked about it for a few days afterwards and then we all went back to our routines. Safwan studied, I studied and did a few bars when I could, and Leo and Jon were out all the nights they could, on the pull.
It was around three weeks later. The two guys were going to an all night party over a Bank Holiday weekend and I had planned to do the gay bars when Safwan asked if he could come with me. I had to hurriedly change my bar plans to straight ones and off we went.
We both drank a fair bit, him slightly more than me as he was on short drinks. He seemed quite quiet until sometime quite late in the evening he suddenly said to me, “I suppose our little party the other night there is as close to real sex as I’m going to get until I marry.”
I said, “I can’t really comment Safwan, as I come from a different culture to you.”
“I know,” he said, “but some of my friends back home use each other to ease the tension.”
“Oh, I see,” said I, slightly embarrassed.
“I enjoyed the sexual excitement of doing something a little naughty,” he suddenly said, changing the subject.
“I’m sure you did and so did I.”
“Let’s go back and have some drinks at the flat,” he said, “without that horny pair going on and on at us.”
I agreed, not sure where this was leading and also not sure if he was trying to suggest what I thought he was. I decided to act the straight guy and see where it went.
Two drinks after our return, Safwan suddenly said, “Fancy another go at Veronica?”
My cock had been erect for over thirty minutes anyway as the conversation had been skirting around his frustrations for that time.
“OK, if I can manage with all this drink in me,” I said.
He inflated her and laid her on the floor, lubing her cunt. He asked me to go first. I stripped naked as he did the same behind me and then I lay on top of her and slowly pushing my cock into her. I started to fuck her. I felt Safwan behind me and he rubbed his hard cock against my buttocks.
“Do you mind?” he asked.
“Eh, no I don’t,” I said.
I tried to concentrate on my fucking but my mind was enjoying the warm cock being rubbed around my buttocks and occasionally pushing against my hole. I slowed my fucking and gently pushed my arse back up against the tip of his cock. He moaned.
“Can I?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered.
I felt the cold lubricant against my bum. I felt his fingers slide in and out as he prepared me. All thought of Veronica was now gone and I pulled out to kneel on all fours. I realised there was no need for protection as this guy was a full virgin and I looked around at him as he lubricated his cock.
The cock head slowly stretched into me. He was going slowly, obviously savouring the moment of his first fuck. It slid effortlessly inside me. In my mind I wondered why I had taken so long this evening to bathe before going out. Was it a premonition?
He stretched his hand around and gripped my cock, stroking it as he rolled me on to my side to gain deeper access. Now he was increasing his strokes and his thick cock was pumping into me. He pushed and pulled, nibbling the back of my ear and kissing my shoulder blades as he fucked.
He suddenly stopped. “I don’t want to cum yet. Will you fuck me?”
Now this was something I had not anticipated.
“If you want,” I said. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve thought of nothing else for the last three weeks since I saw it,” he said nodding towards my cock.
I went to my pocket and took a condom. Out of respect for him I felt I should think 100% for his safety. I rolled it with some difficulty over my very stiff cock and we reversed roles. I lubed his arse, asking him to relax as I did so and after a few moments I lubed my cock.
I took it really easy with him. Many previous guys had struggled with my cock size and a virgin certainly would. It was hurting him, I could tell, but he wouldn’t let me withdraw. I pushed about half an inch in at a time, pulling back slightly then pushing back in. It took almost thirty minutes before I had almost my full length inside him and started the actual fucking. It was heavenly. His hole was really tight, gripping the full length of my cock as though it never wanted to give it back. As I fucked he moaned. Gradually the sounds of pain turned to lust and I was soon shagging him with some speed.
“I can’t hold on Safwan, I need to cum inside you.”
“Do it,” he replied.
By the time the words had left his mouth, I had!
I withdrew and lay back as he climbed on to his knees and blasted a hot load of cum over my chest. He may have admired my cock size but I had nothing but admiration for the volume of cum which splattered over my chest and face.
He apologised and helped clean me before lying beside me and surprising me by kissing me fully on the mouth. We lay there silently for around twenty minutes.
“Can I do this again?” he asked.
“You bet,” I said.
He smiled and said, “At least I haven’t broken my promise of not going with girls before I marry.”
It looked like this was going to be a fun year!
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
Friday, April 17, 2009
Native Development Program
Native Development Program
by kewtieboy
(gay/bi/ir/anal/oral/orgy/sleep/nc)
Young husband and wife are working and living in the Amazon rain forest with one of the indigenous tribes mixing and enjoying their culture while helping their development. What they didn’t know was the local drink they shared with the tribesmen was stronger than it tasted but some of the local young men knew the effects and took advantage of the situation.
I had a great interest in the indigenous tribes of the Amazon rain forest. Though I was still in my late twenties, I was well respected. I had originally studied Civil Engineering but my hobby of studying the Amazon rainforest had quickly become my career. I learned Spanish and Portuguese and this had been invaluable when on the ground in the South American countries that surround the Amazon. Finding rare tribes were always interesting and a number had been found recently but, my interest was more in what happened after they were found. Their integration or non-integration with society I had always felt was their choice and not ours. I had met my wife, of two years, through my interest. She was a field nurse and a stunning blonde to boot. With both of us having blonde hair, we tended to stick out like a sore thumb in countries with predominantly dark skinned and black haired people.
My wife, Maria and myself (Scott), had been on a contract with Brazil’s National Institute for Amazon Research for some months when they asked if we would be interested in living with one of the semi-nomadic tribes for a short period of six months. The Bororo tribe, though having their own language, also used Portuguese so we would be able to communicate with them. The chief welcomed the idea once he knew that I had some knowledge of engineering and of my wife’s medical experience and I assumed he felt we would be able to give something back while we were there. We were to be offered a hut to ourselves, an honor, it seemed.
Thankfully we were not to be there during the wettest months so the trek by plane, helicopter and boat wasn’t too difficult. We were welcomed by the whole tribe who had settled down for a number of months on the shores of an Amazonian tributary. There were around 100 members of the group and the chief was a gnarled old man, whom I later found was only 55. He shook our hands and then hugged us each in turn. We attracted a lot of attention. Our white skin, freckles and height, made us both stand out within the tribe and many touched and handled us in a way that might have been offensive in any other society.
The hut, when we reached it, was basic but surprisingly comfortable. There was no actual door but there were two well presented beds and a small private area with two buckets which I assumed were toilet and washing facilities. Drinking was also provided which I later found was made from rain water filtered through some kind of porous rock then boiled and cooled. We had an extensive quantity of bottled water anyway but it was good to know that they had some hygiene knowledge. Washing was to be done in the eddying pools around the river’s edge.
The natives, themselves, were not overly dressed. In fact they were almost naked. Some men wore little wraps around their genitals but they hardly stopped exposure. The women did likewise but their breasts were exposed. Apart from some hair adornment, there was little in the way of body painting or the staining I had seen in other tribes. I was drawn to the nudity as some of the women were attractive though they had a tendency to plumpness around the abdomen which took any sexiness away. What really struck me were the men and boys. Most were medium build but lean and many were amazingly attractive without some of the rounded Indian-style features I was used to. Their genitals were surprisingly well endowed and even some of the younger tribe members displayed cocks which gave me a run for my money.
“Why is he looking at cocks?” I hear you ask.
Well firstly, the women were not very attractive and in the men, the cocks were extremely well presented. Secondly, I had had some male to male contact in my younger days when male availability in the major UK cities was easier than it is in the Amazon rainforest. I had long decided that if I were to become a gay scientist in the jungle I was going to be pretty lonely. It was not that I didn’t find women attractive anyway and was frequently able to do some serious shagging when I wanted to or needed to so that meant I ended up married. I loved Maria and had confessed my past to her. She was surprisingly fascinated by it and, in fact, said if I ever did it again, she wanted to know all the details. I never had, but it was still another wonderful thing about her.
Maria set about attending to the sick and fevered and I attracted a group of healthy male specimens to help me in building a decent pier for their boats to access the river. These boys were mainly in their late teens and twenties but were a bit like children, always joking with each other in their local language and I noticed, on more than one occasion, an sported an erection or two and even saw some of the boys stroking each other briefly. This was quite erotic for me and Maria got the benefit as I became quite horny so she was getting more frequent than normal servings of sex. We tended to work all morning, wash, then relax (which meant having sex) in the afternoon, a little more work, another wash, and then a big communal meal in the centre of the camp at night. They washed the food down with a locally made alcoholic drink which initially almost made me throw up but became surprisingly addictive. Both Maria and I tumbled back to our hut on a number of evenings and remembered nothing until the morning. We had few hangovers too which was a blissful relief as, if the hangover matched the alcoholic state we would have had to either give up work or stop drinking.
Maria commented on the lack of disease in the camp. There was no venereal disease or AIDS, not even the curse of the jungle, hepatitis. Most of Maria’s patients had cuts and bruises or in the case of the women, post birthing problems. There was the odd snake bite, insect sting and some bronchial conditions but that was it.
My work continued unabated and I had a small group of healthy lads who hung around me almost all the time whether working or playing. Don’t even ask me to try to remember their names as they all sounded like someone trying to be sick, with names like “Urg” or “Yuk,” but one of the lads was a stunningly beautiful one with a strikingly dark skinned, almost jet black, body. His penis hung around four or five inches long and was, like all of the tribe, uncut. Erect, as I had seen it once, it was well over 8 inches and slim. He had dark pubic hair above his cock but none around his balls and his body was almost hairless apart from his head and armpits. His smile was disarming with striking creamy white teeth. He stayed in the company of a small group of lads who all were attractive in their own way.
One night in our second week, after a particularly boisterous tribal meal, I had the most erotic dream. A tribal leader came to me and said how pleased he was. He took me by the hand and led me to a clearing in the jungle. On a stone table in the middle was an attractive young man, face down and bent with his arse facing me. The leader told me to take his virginity and walked away. The young man was stunningly beautiful and he looked over his shoulder smiling as I approached. I stripped naked and wet the end of my cock with saliva. I gently edged it to his hole and was surprised to find it very moist and wet. My cock slid in and was immediately enveloped with warmth but no tightness at all. The warmth loosely covered me and I slid in and out. In my dream, I came with a vengeance into the young man before collapsing with exhaustion. He disappeared.
When I awoke in the morning, I found dried cum all over my pubic hair in copious quantities. It had been a long time since I had had a wet dream and I was surprised at the amount of cum I had produced without even touching myself.
Similar dreams happened from time to time. Some were amazingly erotic but most involved the young men from the tribe. Sometimes they would smother me and kiss me, sometimes I would suck their cocks, sometimes I would fuck their inviting arses but every time I had one, I would waken with the encrusted cum around my cock and on the sheet under me. Maria and I had separate beds so our afternoon sex sessions were usually in her bed which gave mine time to dry fully.
One morning after a dream which did not end in me cumming, I awoke around 5.00 am, extremely horny. I crawled over to Maria’s bed and cuddled her. Thankfully she automatically responded and I wondered if she would allow me a bonus fuck. However, she still seemed to be in a drink induced slumber so I decided to perhaps just finger her and wank myself off. I slid myself down the bed to lick a little around her cunt and picked up the definite aroma of semen. In the dark, I inserted my finger into her cunt and found it sloppy wet. The sheets were also wet and the smell was cum, and lots of it. My heart was racing and my cock was solid. I had no idea why I wasn’t annoyed or disgusted. I was horny as fuck. I climbed on top of her, to no resistance and inserted my cock easily into her. I started to fuck her and it took me less than three minutes to explode into her cunt. Thank goodness she was on the pill.
I crawled back to bed and promptly had the remaining hour’s sleep. When I awoke, I figured I must have fucked Maria the night before in my drunken state and that the semen issue had been a dream. The moonshine we were drinking had amazing amnesiac side effects. When Maria awoke she was immediately aware of her wetness.
She smelled the wet with her finger, looked at me and said “pervert,” with a smile on her face.
Something similar happened two or three times over the next few weeks both me having an erotic wet dream , or Maria wakening and finding herself wet and blaming me for being a “horny little runt!”
She wasn’t far wrong though. I had never been so randy and I had to assume it was the mixture of nudity, my resurrected gay feelings and perhaps the local drink all adding to it.
On the full moon, we had a great celebration in the village with lots of fish, some root vegetables and, of course, the local brew. The following day had been declared a late day by the chief so everyone had some fun with dancing women and local lads acting silly. We crawled to bed in the early hours with our heads buzzing.
Another dream started almost as soon as I fell asleep. This time, I was on the stone table, lying on my back. I was hard and my cock was sticking up in the air. The boys I worked with were in a queue and all naked and hard. One by one the climbed on to the table and sat on my cock. Their arses were really tight and it took some time to get inside each lad but the overwhelming feeling was wonderful. They would sit astride me and ride up and down. I felt my own foreskin stretch back and forth. Just as I was going to cum, the boy would climb off and the next would take his place patiently.
I woke with a start and, in the bright moonlight I could see the face of the prettiest of the boys facing me, naked, his bottom pressed down on my cock. I did nothing, assuming I was still dreaming but then realized I was not. He really was sitting on my cock, his head back, his eyes closed and his erect cock bouncing as he impaled himself on my cock. I didn’t know whether to acknowledge I was awake or let it unfold. I decided on the latter and partially closed my eyes to see what else was going to happen to me. I was still very dazed from the drink but the adrenalin rush from this discovery was keeping my faculties alert. I could hear other movement and realized there were three other boys beside me. One leaned over and kissed my face, his tongue tracing over my clean shaven skin. He took my hand and made it grip his turgid cock and he fucked it in and out of my fist. I felt warmth and realized he had cum while doing this, the thin jets of teen cum firing up my arm and running back to floor.
My beautiful friend, sitting stride me took his own cock in his hand without missing a beat and stroked his black organ until it too fired up the length of my body, landing on my chest and face, the remains dribbling on to my pubic hair. It took all my willpower not to flinch when the liquid hit me. As my friend climbed off, two other lads from the group came forward and one placed his cock on my lips while the other lowered himself on to my cock to replace the lad who had just cum.
It was obvious to me that the special drink the villagers took had a similar effect to a date rape drug, but for some reason tonight, I had eaten a lot more and drunk a lot less and though they thought they could do what they wanted to me, I was awake and able to enjoy it. The boys were obsessed by my hair. The one rubbing his cock on my lips was also caressing my hair. I could feel his hardness and knew to brace myself for another cum bath. His cum jetted over me though the remaining few squirts dribbled on my lips and I opened my mouth slightly to allow it to trickle into my mouth. I suddenly came in the last lad’s arse. I couldn’t stop it and hoped it didn’t give the game away. I assume I had cum quite violently as he yelped as my hot spunk shot inside him. He wanked fervently as he explained, I assumed, what had just happened and then he fired his load over me to mix with that of his friends.
The real surprise was that, when they had finished, they just left. There was no attempt to clear up the mess of cum that covered me. I assumed that they were so sure I would think I had done it myself that they didn’t have to bother; either that or, after cumming fear made them get out as soon as possible.
I lay awake for some time after mopping myself up, pondering what to make of the events. Should I tell Maria, or should I confront the young natives and tell them this just wasn’t on? I could, of course tell the Elders of the village. The problem was I had an erection that wouldn’t go down. I decided that I should, perhaps wait and see. I figured these guys knew the “high days and holidays” when drinking was higher than normal in the village. They also knew the effect the local spirit had on newcomers and had used this to their advantage, driven by the excitement for white skin.
Next day, all was normal. There was no giggling amongst them while we worked on the jetty and they politely spoke in their limited Portuguese while within earshot of me so I knew they weren’t discussing the previous evening. The next “celebration excuse” was another “moon celebration” of some sort, coming up in four days time. Maria and I had taken to burning a small lamp in the hut overnight because, even with the light of the moon, the jungle was a densely dark place, plus, if it did happen again, I wanted a clearer look at their bodies.
When the night arrived, I was a little disappointed that I could not fully join in the celebrations as I wanted to be conscious for what might happen to me later. I kept the stone mug I drank from topped up with water pretending it was the dreaded “date rape” drink which had allowed this to happen. I didn’t limit Maria’s drinking as I wanted her to be in a deep sleep while I was “being seduced.” By the time midnight came Maria was past her best and I did a pretty good imitation of being in a similar state. We stumbled back to our hut and I helped her strip for bed.
Maria washed herself in the basin as best she could and made a passing attempt at being fruity before passing out. I covered her lightly and ensured the mosquito net covered her bed. She was wearing only a light cotton top as it was going to be too difficult to pull on any pants for her lower half. She looked so serene in the half light though her heavy breathing suggested she was well out of action within minutes. I washed and stripped naked, sliding under the covers with the flimsy net around creating a slightly surreal feel with the flickering lamp and the moonlight outside. If they were coming tonight they were taking their time.
Whispering voices seemed to be in my head and then I awoke with a start. It was them! They were very cautious, I assumed because of the lamp. It was the same four. They wore nothing but their little loincloths and, as they entered the hut, I could see they were all sporting erections which lifted the cloth at the front almost obscenely. They came over to my bed and pulled back the net. I waited with anticipation to be serviced again and I heard them talk in the local language before closing the net again. Disappointingly, they moved over to Maria and pulled her net back. Draping it back fully to expose the bed, they pulled Maria’s covers back and lifted her top leaving her almost totally naked in front of them. The tallest of the four boys, knelt on the bed and put his finger into her exposed cunt before bending forward and pushing his tongue into her.
My cock was hardening. This was almost as exciting as having it done to me! I wondered how far they would go so I moved slowly, still feigning unconsciousness, and turned so that I could stroke my cock while I watched. The smallest boy went to Maria’s head and placed his cock at her mouth. Her lips parted slightly and he put his five inch uncut cock gently into the opening while wanking himself. His remaining two pals, stooped either side and took one of Maria’s hands each, wrapping it around their hard members and helping move her wrists in a wanking fashion. The sight of these four black native Indians all naked and pouring over my wife like feasting vampires excited me no end.
The taller stood up and beckoned the smallest (youngest?) over. He pointed at Maria’s gaping vagina and spoke quietly. Obviously they were going to fuck her in size order. The lad lifted her legs in the air, not caring at all whether he handled her roughly and pushed his stiff dick into her without any preamble. They knew the drink’s capabilities obviously, and I wondered how much they had enjoyed the previous sessions before I had worked out what was happening. The youngest of the group was grunting now and hammering into Maria as only teenagers do, when his older friend pulled him off and called the second one over.
“Very democratic,” I thought.
He held his six inches in hand, a veritable rod of steel, and positioned himself entering Maria a little more cautiously before building up speed. The third guy was kissing her face while the others watched the spectacle.
I suddenly felt jealous.
I slowly pulled back my cover and quietly slipped out of the net from the other side, gently walking, stark naked with erection in hand, towards the small group who were intent in their actions. When my cock prodded into the backside of the eldest, his intake of breath stopped all the action and the boy who was fucking pulled out immediately. All started talking at once in their local language before realizing their pleading wouldn’t work unless they spoke Portuguese. The eldest apologized. He begged me not to tell anyone, least of all the elders. He told me that they were attracted to her beauty.
“So why did you do it to me just a few days ago?” I asked.
There was silence and they all hung their heads.
“Boys,” I said, and nodded down to the stiff erect cock in my hand. “Do I look angry?”
The white teeth slowly appeared as evil smiles appeared and if horns could have popped out of their heads, they would have.
“Why don’t you continue?”
The same boy’s erection rose swiftly and I held Maria’s legs as he entered her. I pointed to the oldest boy then my cock and he realized I wanted sucked. He was happy to oblige. The smaller lad swiftly moved around and stood behind me, his cock prodding at the lower part of my buttocks and his last remaining partner in crime took position beside Maria’s mouth; his hands wandering over hear plump breasts. I heard the groan as boy fucker number two emptied his balls directly into Maria’s cunt. If I had my way, this was going to be the first of five loads she would take.
The little one took up position and started his fucking while I had to stop the eldest before I came in his mouth. I knelt down and took his cock. It was a monster by any standards and I couldn’t take its length, even its width was a problem. The boy who had been at Maria’s mouth came over to me and bent, sticking his bum in my face as I struggled to suck the cock. I moved across to the sweet smelling anus and remembered that this was the one who had sat on me the earlier evening. He wanted fucked.
The younger one started to shoot into Maria and pulled a glistening, wet cock out to stand with the other spent lad, at the side of the hut. I pointed to Maria and the guy whose arse was in my face went to fuck next. As he went into her, I climbed to his back and rubbed saliva over my cock, pushing into him as he pushed into Maria. I used my fucking action to get him to fuck Maria and he seemed ecstatic. His friends gathered round to watch the ménage et trios. My actions quickly pushed him to the edge and he made a subdued grunt as his balls discharged into Maria’s love canal. With that he pulled out and I got the chance to see her really being fucked by the biggest lad.
He looked at me and smiled, pointing to his dick with a request to have it lubricated with saliva, and then he positioned himself ready to enter her. I am not sure if they have a word for “voyeurism” in the tribe but he caught on to my interest very quickly. He smiled, taking the back of my head and pushing it down close to where he was entering Maria. The squelch as his cock slid into her was audible in the quiet of the night. He then did something I had not seen anyone in the tribe doing while we had been there. He kissed me fully on the lips holding my head in place while he fucked her. He rode her slightly upright and back so that I and all his little fans could see his big cock as it slid into her cunt and withdrew smeared in white liquid.
I needed to cum badly and as I stroked my cock I looked up pleadingly. He smiled that evil smile again, closed his eyes and froze. I looked down and could see his cock pulse as it pumped his seed into Maria. Only then did his body relax. He stood back as I entered her. The copious fluid enveloped my cock giving a warm, slippery bath to my turgid organ and I started to fuck her. I leaned over her, pulled her upturned legs tightly to me and kissed her lips and her breasts in turn as I completed the flood of male semen filling her.
The guys looked at me and the taller one said, “Maybe she will let me do it when she is awake sometime?”
I said, “I hope so.”
When they left, I gently bathed Maria’s red and open cunt, removing as much cum as I could. Most of it poured out anyway. I felt very guilty and realized that it I could not let her be continually abused in this way. I hoped, however though that Maria could be persuaded, bearing in mind some of her comments on the local lads, to accommodate one or all of them while fully compos mentis some time soon.
Two more times I came that night, realizing that even if Maria refused, these young lads were more than willing to keep me contented over the remaining months of my stay.
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by kewtieboy
(gay/bi/ir/anal/oral/orgy/sleep/nc)
Young husband and wife are working and living in the Amazon rain forest with one of the indigenous tribes mixing and enjoying their culture while helping their development. What they didn’t know was the local drink they shared with the tribesmen was stronger than it tasted but some of the local young men knew the effects and took advantage of the situation.
I had a great interest in the indigenous tribes of the Amazon rain forest. Though I was still in my late twenties, I was well respected. I had originally studied Civil Engineering but my hobby of studying the Amazon rainforest had quickly become my career. I learned Spanish and Portuguese and this had been invaluable when on the ground in the South American countries that surround the Amazon. Finding rare tribes were always interesting and a number had been found recently but, my interest was more in what happened after they were found. Their integration or non-integration with society I had always felt was their choice and not ours. I had met my wife, of two years, through my interest. She was a field nurse and a stunning blonde to boot. With both of us having blonde hair, we tended to stick out like a sore thumb in countries with predominantly dark skinned and black haired people.
My wife, Maria and myself (Scott), had been on a contract with Brazil’s National Institute for Amazon Research for some months when they asked if we would be interested in living with one of the semi-nomadic tribes for a short period of six months. The Bororo tribe, though having their own language, also used Portuguese so we would be able to communicate with them. The chief welcomed the idea once he knew that I had some knowledge of engineering and of my wife’s medical experience and I assumed he felt we would be able to give something back while we were there. We were to be offered a hut to ourselves, an honor, it seemed.
Thankfully we were not to be there during the wettest months so the trek by plane, helicopter and boat wasn’t too difficult. We were welcomed by the whole tribe who had settled down for a number of months on the shores of an Amazonian tributary. There were around 100 members of the group and the chief was a gnarled old man, whom I later found was only 55. He shook our hands and then hugged us each in turn. We attracted a lot of attention. Our white skin, freckles and height, made us both stand out within the tribe and many touched and handled us in a way that might have been offensive in any other society.
The hut, when we reached it, was basic but surprisingly comfortable. There was no actual door but there were two well presented beds and a small private area with two buckets which I assumed were toilet and washing facilities. Drinking was also provided which I later found was made from rain water filtered through some kind of porous rock then boiled and cooled. We had an extensive quantity of bottled water anyway but it was good to know that they had some hygiene knowledge. Washing was to be done in the eddying pools around the river’s edge.
The natives, themselves, were not overly dressed. In fact they were almost naked. Some men wore little wraps around their genitals but they hardly stopped exposure. The women did likewise but their breasts were exposed. Apart from some hair adornment, there was little in the way of body painting or the staining I had seen in other tribes. I was drawn to the nudity as some of the women were attractive though they had a tendency to plumpness around the abdomen which took any sexiness away. What really struck me were the men and boys. Most were medium build but lean and many were amazingly attractive without some of the rounded Indian-style features I was used to. Their genitals were surprisingly well endowed and even some of the younger tribe members displayed cocks which gave me a run for my money.
“Why is he looking at cocks?” I hear you ask.
Well firstly, the women were not very attractive and in the men, the cocks were extremely well presented. Secondly, I had had some male to male contact in my younger days when male availability in the major UK cities was easier than it is in the Amazon rainforest. I had long decided that if I were to become a gay scientist in the jungle I was going to be pretty lonely. It was not that I didn’t find women attractive anyway and was frequently able to do some serious shagging when I wanted to or needed to so that meant I ended up married. I loved Maria and had confessed my past to her. She was surprisingly fascinated by it and, in fact, said if I ever did it again, she wanted to know all the details. I never had, but it was still another wonderful thing about her.
Maria set about attending to the sick and fevered and I attracted a group of healthy male specimens to help me in building a decent pier for their boats to access the river. These boys were mainly in their late teens and twenties but were a bit like children, always joking with each other in their local language and I noticed, on more than one occasion, an sported an erection or two and even saw some of the boys stroking each other briefly. This was quite erotic for me and Maria got the benefit as I became quite horny so she was getting more frequent than normal servings of sex. We tended to work all morning, wash, then relax (which meant having sex) in the afternoon, a little more work, another wash, and then a big communal meal in the centre of the camp at night. They washed the food down with a locally made alcoholic drink which initially almost made me throw up but became surprisingly addictive. Both Maria and I tumbled back to our hut on a number of evenings and remembered nothing until the morning. We had few hangovers too which was a blissful relief as, if the hangover matched the alcoholic state we would have had to either give up work or stop drinking.
Maria commented on the lack of disease in the camp. There was no venereal disease or AIDS, not even the curse of the jungle, hepatitis. Most of Maria’s patients had cuts and bruises or in the case of the women, post birthing problems. There was the odd snake bite, insect sting and some bronchial conditions but that was it.
My work continued unabated and I had a small group of healthy lads who hung around me almost all the time whether working or playing. Don’t even ask me to try to remember their names as they all sounded like someone trying to be sick, with names like “Urg” or “Yuk,” but one of the lads was a stunningly beautiful one with a strikingly dark skinned, almost jet black, body. His penis hung around four or five inches long and was, like all of the tribe, uncut. Erect, as I had seen it once, it was well over 8 inches and slim. He had dark pubic hair above his cock but none around his balls and his body was almost hairless apart from his head and armpits. His smile was disarming with striking creamy white teeth. He stayed in the company of a small group of lads who all were attractive in their own way.
One night in our second week, after a particularly boisterous tribal meal, I had the most erotic dream. A tribal leader came to me and said how pleased he was. He took me by the hand and led me to a clearing in the jungle. On a stone table in the middle was an attractive young man, face down and bent with his arse facing me. The leader told me to take his virginity and walked away. The young man was stunningly beautiful and he looked over his shoulder smiling as I approached. I stripped naked and wet the end of my cock with saliva. I gently edged it to his hole and was surprised to find it very moist and wet. My cock slid in and was immediately enveloped with warmth but no tightness at all. The warmth loosely covered me and I slid in and out. In my dream, I came with a vengeance into the young man before collapsing with exhaustion. He disappeared.
When I awoke in the morning, I found dried cum all over my pubic hair in copious quantities. It had been a long time since I had had a wet dream and I was surprised at the amount of cum I had produced without even touching myself.
Similar dreams happened from time to time. Some were amazingly erotic but most involved the young men from the tribe. Sometimes they would smother me and kiss me, sometimes I would suck their cocks, sometimes I would fuck their inviting arses but every time I had one, I would waken with the encrusted cum around my cock and on the sheet under me. Maria and I had separate beds so our afternoon sex sessions were usually in her bed which gave mine time to dry fully.
One morning after a dream which did not end in me cumming, I awoke around 5.00 am, extremely horny. I crawled over to Maria’s bed and cuddled her. Thankfully she automatically responded and I wondered if she would allow me a bonus fuck. However, she still seemed to be in a drink induced slumber so I decided to perhaps just finger her and wank myself off. I slid myself down the bed to lick a little around her cunt and picked up the definite aroma of semen. In the dark, I inserted my finger into her cunt and found it sloppy wet. The sheets were also wet and the smell was cum, and lots of it. My heart was racing and my cock was solid. I had no idea why I wasn’t annoyed or disgusted. I was horny as fuck. I climbed on top of her, to no resistance and inserted my cock easily into her. I started to fuck her and it took me less than three minutes to explode into her cunt. Thank goodness she was on the pill.
I crawled back to bed and promptly had the remaining hour’s sleep. When I awoke, I figured I must have fucked Maria the night before in my drunken state and that the semen issue had been a dream. The moonshine we were drinking had amazing amnesiac side effects. When Maria awoke she was immediately aware of her wetness.
She smelled the wet with her finger, looked at me and said “pervert,” with a smile on her face.
Something similar happened two or three times over the next few weeks both me having an erotic wet dream , or Maria wakening and finding herself wet and blaming me for being a “horny little runt!”
She wasn’t far wrong though. I had never been so randy and I had to assume it was the mixture of nudity, my resurrected gay feelings and perhaps the local drink all adding to it.
On the full moon, we had a great celebration in the village with lots of fish, some root vegetables and, of course, the local brew. The following day had been declared a late day by the chief so everyone had some fun with dancing women and local lads acting silly. We crawled to bed in the early hours with our heads buzzing.
Another dream started almost as soon as I fell asleep. This time, I was on the stone table, lying on my back. I was hard and my cock was sticking up in the air. The boys I worked with were in a queue and all naked and hard. One by one the climbed on to the table and sat on my cock. Their arses were really tight and it took some time to get inside each lad but the overwhelming feeling was wonderful. They would sit astride me and ride up and down. I felt my own foreskin stretch back and forth. Just as I was going to cum, the boy would climb off and the next would take his place patiently.
I woke with a start and, in the bright moonlight I could see the face of the prettiest of the boys facing me, naked, his bottom pressed down on my cock. I did nothing, assuming I was still dreaming but then realized I was not. He really was sitting on my cock, his head back, his eyes closed and his erect cock bouncing as he impaled himself on my cock. I didn’t know whether to acknowledge I was awake or let it unfold. I decided on the latter and partially closed my eyes to see what else was going to happen to me. I was still very dazed from the drink but the adrenalin rush from this discovery was keeping my faculties alert. I could hear other movement and realized there were three other boys beside me. One leaned over and kissed my face, his tongue tracing over my clean shaven skin. He took my hand and made it grip his turgid cock and he fucked it in and out of my fist. I felt warmth and realized he had cum while doing this, the thin jets of teen cum firing up my arm and running back to floor.
My beautiful friend, sitting stride me took his own cock in his hand without missing a beat and stroked his black organ until it too fired up the length of my body, landing on my chest and face, the remains dribbling on to my pubic hair. It took all my willpower not to flinch when the liquid hit me. As my friend climbed off, two other lads from the group came forward and one placed his cock on my lips while the other lowered himself on to my cock to replace the lad who had just cum.
It was obvious to me that the special drink the villagers took had a similar effect to a date rape drug, but for some reason tonight, I had eaten a lot more and drunk a lot less and though they thought they could do what they wanted to me, I was awake and able to enjoy it. The boys were obsessed by my hair. The one rubbing his cock on my lips was also caressing my hair. I could feel his hardness and knew to brace myself for another cum bath. His cum jetted over me though the remaining few squirts dribbled on my lips and I opened my mouth slightly to allow it to trickle into my mouth. I suddenly came in the last lad’s arse. I couldn’t stop it and hoped it didn’t give the game away. I assume I had cum quite violently as he yelped as my hot spunk shot inside him. He wanked fervently as he explained, I assumed, what had just happened and then he fired his load over me to mix with that of his friends.
The real surprise was that, when they had finished, they just left. There was no attempt to clear up the mess of cum that covered me. I assumed that they were so sure I would think I had done it myself that they didn’t have to bother; either that or, after cumming fear made them get out as soon as possible.
I lay awake for some time after mopping myself up, pondering what to make of the events. Should I tell Maria, or should I confront the young natives and tell them this just wasn’t on? I could, of course tell the Elders of the village. The problem was I had an erection that wouldn’t go down. I decided that I should, perhaps wait and see. I figured these guys knew the “high days and holidays” when drinking was higher than normal in the village. They also knew the effect the local spirit had on newcomers and had used this to their advantage, driven by the excitement for white skin.
Next day, all was normal. There was no giggling amongst them while we worked on the jetty and they politely spoke in their limited Portuguese while within earshot of me so I knew they weren’t discussing the previous evening. The next “celebration excuse” was another “moon celebration” of some sort, coming up in four days time. Maria and I had taken to burning a small lamp in the hut overnight because, even with the light of the moon, the jungle was a densely dark place, plus, if it did happen again, I wanted a clearer look at their bodies.
When the night arrived, I was a little disappointed that I could not fully join in the celebrations as I wanted to be conscious for what might happen to me later. I kept the stone mug I drank from topped up with water pretending it was the dreaded “date rape” drink which had allowed this to happen. I didn’t limit Maria’s drinking as I wanted her to be in a deep sleep while I was “being seduced.” By the time midnight came Maria was past her best and I did a pretty good imitation of being in a similar state. We stumbled back to our hut and I helped her strip for bed.
Maria washed herself in the basin as best she could and made a passing attempt at being fruity before passing out. I covered her lightly and ensured the mosquito net covered her bed. She was wearing only a light cotton top as it was going to be too difficult to pull on any pants for her lower half. She looked so serene in the half light though her heavy breathing suggested she was well out of action within minutes. I washed and stripped naked, sliding under the covers with the flimsy net around creating a slightly surreal feel with the flickering lamp and the moonlight outside. If they were coming tonight they were taking their time.
Whispering voices seemed to be in my head and then I awoke with a start. It was them! They were very cautious, I assumed because of the lamp. It was the same four. They wore nothing but their little loincloths and, as they entered the hut, I could see they were all sporting erections which lifted the cloth at the front almost obscenely. They came over to my bed and pulled back the net. I waited with anticipation to be serviced again and I heard them talk in the local language before closing the net again. Disappointingly, they moved over to Maria and pulled her net back. Draping it back fully to expose the bed, they pulled Maria’s covers back and lifted her top leaving her almost totally naked in front of them. The tallest of the four boys, knelt on the bed and put his finger into her exposed cunt before bending forward and pushing his tongue into her.
My cock was hardening. This was almost as exciting as having it done to me! I wondered how far they would go so I moved slowly, still feigning unconsciousness, and turned so that I could stroke my cock while I watched. The smallest boy went to Maria’s head and placed his cock at her mouth. Her lips parted slightly and he put his five inch uncut cock gently into the opening while wanking himself. His remaining two pals, stooped either side and took one of Maria’s hands each, wrapping it around their hard members and helping move her wrists in a wanking fashion. The sight of these four black native Indians all naked and pouring over my wife like feasting vampires excited me no end.
The taller stood up and beckoned the smallest (youngest?) over. He pointed at Maria’s gaping vagina and spoke quietly. Obviously they were going to fuck her in size order. The lad lifted her legs in the air, not caring at all whether he handled her roughly and pushed his stiff dick into her without any preamble. They knew the drink’s capabilities obviously, and I wondered how much they had enjoyed the previous sessions before I had worked out what was happening. The youngest of the group was grunting now and hammering into Maria as only teenagers do, when his older friend pulled him off and called the second one over.
“Very democratic,” I thought.
He held his six inches in hand, a veritable rod of steel, and positioned himself entering Maria a little more cautiously before building up speed. The third guy was kissing her face while the others watched the spectacle.
I suddenly felt jealous.
I slowly pulled back my cover and quietly slipped out of the net from the other side, gently walking, stark naked with erection in hand, towards the small group who were intent in their actions. When my cock prodded into the backside of the eldest, his intake of breath stopped all the action and the boy who was fucking pulled out immediately. All started talking at once in their local language before realizing their pleading wouldn’t work unless they spoke Portuguese. The eldest apologized. He begged me not to tell anyone, least of all the elders. He told me that they were attracted to her beauty.
“So why did you do it to me just a few days ago?” I asked.
There was silence and they all hung their heads.
“Boys,” I said, and nodded down to the stiff erect cock in my hand. “Do I look angry?”
The white teeth slowly appeared as evil smiles appeared and if horns could have popped out of their heads, they would have.
“Why don’t you continue?”
The same boy’s erection rose swiftly and I held Maria’s legs as he entered her. I pointed to the oldest boy then my cock and he realized I wanted sucked. He was happy to oblige. The smaller lad swiftly moved around and stood behind me, his cock prodding at the lower part of my buttocks and his last remaining partner in crime took position beside Maria’s mouth; his hands wandering over hear plump breasts. I heard the groan as boy fucker number two emptied his balls directly into Maria’s cunt. If I had my way, this was going to be the first of five loads she would take.
The little one took up position and started his fucking while I had to stop the eldest before I came in his mouth. I knelt down and took his cock. It was a monster by any standards and I couldn’t take its length, even its width was a problem. The boy who had been at Maria’s mouth came over to me and bent, sticking his bum in my face as I struggled to suck the cock. I moved across to the sweet smelling anus and remembered that this was the one who had sat on me the earlier evening. He wanted fucked.
The younger one started to shoot into Maria and pulled a glistening, wet cock out to stand with the other spent lad, at the side of the hut. I pointed to Maria and the guy whose arse was in my face went to fuck next. As he went into her, I climbed to his back and rubbed saliva over my cock, pushing into him as he pushed into Maria. I used my fucking action to get him to fuck Maria and he seemed ecstatic. His friends gathered round to watch the ménage et trios. My actions quickly pushed him to the edge and he made a subdued grunt as his balls discharged into Maria’s love canal. With that he pulled out and I got the chance to see her really being fucked by the biggest lad.
He looked at me and smiled, pointing to his dick with a request to have it lubricated with saliva, and then he positioned himself ready to enter her. I am not sure if they have a word for “voyeurism” in the tribe but he caught on to my interest very quickly. He smiled, taking the back of my head and pushing it down close to where he was entering Maria. The squelch as his cock slid into her was audible in the quiet of the night. He then did something I had not seen anyone in the tribe doing while we had been there. He kissed me fully on the lips holding my head in place while he fucked her. He rode her slightly upright and back so that I and all his little fans could see his big cock as it slid into her cunt and withdrew smeared in white liquid.
I needed to cum badly and as I stroked my cock I looked up pleadingly. He smiled that evil smile again, closed his eyes and froze. I looked down and could see his cock pulse as it pumped his seed into Maria. Only then did his body relax. He stood back as I entered her. The copious fluid enveloped my cock giving a warm, slippery bath to my turgid organ and I started to fuck her. I leaned over her, pulled her upturned legs tightly to me and kissed her lips and her breasts in turn as I completed the flood of male semen filling her.
The guys looked at me and the taller one said, “Maybe she will let me do it when she is awake sometime?”
I said, “I hope so.”
When they left, I gently bathed Maria’s red and open cunt, removing as much cum as I could. Most of it poured out anyway. I felt very guilty and realized that it I could not let her be continually abused in this way. I hoped, however though that Maria could be persuaded, bearing in mind some of her comments on the local lads, to accommodate one or all of them while fully compos mentis some time soon.
Two more times I came that night, realizing that even if Maria refused, these young lads were more than willing to keep me contented over the remaining months of my stay.
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Thursday, February 26, 2009
Part 2 of Darkroom Discovery
The second part has been added to the first in the January 2009 postings
Bob the Builder
Bob the Builder
By kewtieboy
MMM/first time/oral/anal
Even the straightest of guys, given the right circumstances, can be tempted to try some gay sex when two camp college students offer their wares to the builder
I had better get my first little half-truth out of the way first. He wasn’t really called Bob but I felt calling him that made the title cuter. He was a Robert though but rather than Bob, everyone called him Robbie. Let me move on with more detail.
This story is about an enormous transformation in Robbie’s sex life. Robbie was 38 and was, indeed a builder, working for a small building concern in the Midlands of England. He was cuter looking than a builder would be expected to be in the sense that he groomed up well. He had a muscular body but not fat. He didn’t work out but his heavy work made sure his body stayed in trim. His hair was short and slightly receding in a sexy way at the front and some traces of grey hair were evident in his dark blonde head. He had footballer’s legs, thick calves, manly thighs and a butt that you felt sure would look good in a kilt if anyone could get him into one.
Robbie had a normal grammar school education but being educated wasn’t a strong point and the opportunity to get a job at 16 had him leave and take day release classes at the local technical college where his building skills were honed. Now he made a good living and had a good, if not extravagant lifestyle. His marriage to Lynn when he was still 23 meant they now had two children Louise and Darren aged 14 and 10 respectively. He was a good husband and looked after his kids well. He had his own interests and Lynn had hers, taking turn about at making sure the kids were looked after.
His love was watching football (soccer to our American readers) and he played some five a side football from time to time. He enjoyed time on the internet playing games and just generally chilling. Now as this is a sex story, I must add that Lynn and Robbie had long since moved into that married type of sex. They did it two or three times a month if the kids weren’t around. If they were out for a few drinks or a meal, the alcohol often induced a quick and frantic session and that was about it.
Robbie was happy with that and the odd dirty comment on a centrefold in some magazine one of his fellow workmates had brought into work or a link in an e-mail to a website with some raunchy pictures might bring Robbie to a little private hand job from time to time. In fact the number of hand jobs had been increasing and he found his interest in the private parts of magazine models increasing. One of the guys who was leaving to work in Dubai, left Robbie with a dozen or so magazines and a similar amount of DVDs on his departure, not wanting to be sussed as a pervert on arrival at a new post.
A visit by Lynn and both kids to her mother one Saturday gave his the opportunity to call off his joining her as he “had a match to play.” It was, of course, a complete lie, and he felt really guilty about doing it but he really wanted some time with his right hand and the DVDs he so eagerly wanted to watch.
They were great and in such detail. Most were the usual with the busty all American blonde being fucked in many positions by all American men. He had never really seen erect men in action before so was fascinated, watching in close up, these larger than normal cocks entering the all American blondes and then splattering cum all over their tits or faces, something Lynn would never, ever allow. These guys came like hosepipes and he found himself replaying the cum-shots over and over again. One movie even had a gang bang with a multiple cum-shot on some busty brunette with massive tits at the end. These guys seemed bigger than Robbie and came more than Robbie.
He nursed his aching seven inch cock through all the DVDs. Obviously he speeded through many but the last one caught his attention. In this one were two younger guys, probably in their early twenties, with a slimmer, less brassy girl. They lay in bed with her and kissed her, she sucked both their cocks and then one of the guys fucked her while she sucked the other. The situation was then reversed and Robbie found this highly erotic. He went through to the kitchen to get some kitchen towel to mop the impending mess, shuffling with his jeans at his ankles as he went but on his return he stopped dead in his track because on the screen, the younger lad was licking the girl out while the older guy had his cock fully imbedded in his arse fucking him like mad.
Holding his hard cock in his right hand and the kitchen towel in his left, Robbie’s cock spontaneously ejected cum in a manner he never thought he could. It arced across seven or eight feet and landed on the sofa, splattering some across the television screen.
“Fuck,” he said, quickly trying to mop the continuing ejection from his uncut cock.
Mopping up, or rather, sponging up, took some time and he felt very guilty as he hid all the DVDs again. He wondered about destroying them but he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of something which had given him so much pleasure. When Lynn and the kids arrived back, he flushed ever so slightly with embarrassment when asked “how his day went,” especially bearing in mind that the young lady in the bisexual threesome was probably only four years older than his daughter.
Well, the guilt continued as did Robbie’s determination to keep his little hoard for his own personal use and, when time allowed, a trip to the darker areas of the Worldwide web to top things up.
Around three months later, he was working with a small team on an extension to a large detached villa in some five acres of ground owned by a wealthy businessman and his wife named Hartley-Jones. They had a daughter around the same age as his Louise though she was at a private school. The young girl was quite precocious and ever so slightly provocative, making saucy suggestions to both Robbie and the twenty year old apprentice working alongside him. They dismissed her and when they did, she commented that “her older brother would see to them when he returned home for summer from University. They thought nothing of her comment, only that it was the ramblings of a pubescent teen.
A couple of days later, when Robbie was working on his own, he heard a voice introduce itself from behind and he turned to see an unusual sight. Behind him was a slim young man just over six feet tall. His hair was slightly too long, draping over his eyes at one side. He kept sweeping it back with a flick. The colour was slightly odd too, with an unnatural purplish red highlight through part of it. His eyes were piercingly blue and his dress was almost transsexual. Whilst still dressed as a guy, the clothes would equally have looked fine on a woman.
“Rupert,” he said holding out his hand.
Robbie clumsily took it and was greeted with a limp handshake from him.
“Just back from Oxford for the summer holidays,” he continued, “and I see what Annabel was talking about,” referring to his precocious sister.
“Eh, I hope it was good,” said Robbie, struggling with a response.
“Oh trust me, it was,” he replied. “If I can do anything for you, just call me, absolutely anything.”
This was said with a suggestive voice that Robbie had never heard from anyone of the same sex and as Robbie walked off, he found himself looking at his bottom, encased in tight jeans. It was an extremely pert bottom, not the pear shaped bum of a woman, but rounded, firm and high. He mentally noted that he had never realised how different men’s and women’s bottoms were until that moment.
As he worked all afternoon, he kept visualising Rupert’s eyes and hearing his voice. At one moment, he actually merged the scene of the woman in his DVD being licked by Rupert while he fucked his pert bum. He felt his cock rise and quickly thought better of it, turning his mind to football and bricklaying in no particular order.
The following day when Steve, the young apprentice was there, Robbie felt sure he would get a break from Rupert’s attentions once he saw the younger guy, more his age. This didn’t happen and, if anything Rupert paid even more attention to Robbie, bringing cold drinks and helping to lift the odd item here and there. Strangely, when Steve was around, Rupert actually calmed his camp mannerism down and Steve even commented how well mannered he was, presumably putting his slightly odd attire down to him being a student.
When Robbie went to the toilet in the house for a pee, he was surprised once again to find his cock half hard. He did something he never thought he would do, and sat on the toilet, his jeans at his ankles and masturbated. His thoughts drifted again into a threesome with Rupert and the unknown girl except in this scene, Rupert sucked his cock and as he came he visualised it spurting down Rupert’s throat. Again a red-faced Robbie emerged to return to work with a guilty look all over his face.
At home, attempts to encourage Lynn to step up their sex life to involve some oral sex met with a blank. In his mind the sentence “if that’s the case then I assume a shag up the arse is out of the question too” appeared in his mind and made him smirk as Lynn would have had a heart attack if he had said that out loud.
The weekend passed and a problem at another job had meant the apprentice being dragged off again. Robbie arrived to what looked like an empty house at the Hartley-Jones’s. He had a key to the rear of the property where he was working and the absence of any cars suggested they might be away for the day so he got started. He had been there about an hour when he heard a door slam and Rupert walked past him in a small pair of pale blue Speedos, a towel over his shoulder, and headed for their small swimming pool. He passed the quick time of day before diving in, splashing about in the pool for a short time then lifting himself out and stretched his arms at the poolside.
Robbie looked up and saw a stunningly shaped male body, devoid of any real muscles but trim. A trace of pubic hair ran up to his navel and the Speedos suggested that he may have been effeminate but he was definitely not a female. Robbie saw him looking as he started drying and Robbie quickly looked down to restart work. A shadow across him a few moments later, made him look up to find Rupert standing over him, his hair plastered against his face and drips of water plopping down beside him.
“They’re away for a couple of days to Calais,” he said. “Dad’s topping up on his champagne stocks at the hypermarkets across the Channel. So it’s just me and you so let me know if I can get you anything, anything at all.”
Robbie looked up to answer, finding his face looking straight at Rupert’s generous bulge, struggling to stay contained in his swimming trunks.
He turned and walked back to the pool and, with his back to Robbie, slid his trunks down and off and finished drying before lying face down on the sun bed, his open legs facing in Robbie’s direction and the edge of his testicles just visible. Robbie was hot. His cock was rising and he didn’t know why. He didn’t fancy men, yet he had been wanking at the thought of one fucking another. He didn’t fancy men and yet he was looking at one right now and he had an erection. He wondered if he was just flattered at the attention. Certainly, since he had been married no female had ever chatted him up and certainly no male had. Perhaps he just looked too married.
He looked across and thought, “This lad is just four years older than my daughter and I’m thinking about him sexually.”
The thought of his kids always had the desired non-sexual effect on him and his dick returned to normal.
Rupert was slightly camp, and obviously gay and Robbie just assumed that he was like this with every guy, a bit of a show-off and exhibitionist. As Robbie worked he thought all this out. After all the television programmes were full of camp guys hosting chat shows, telling jokes and suchlike and they were all a bit like Rupert.
“That’s what this is; he’s just showing off to the straight builder so I won’t rise to his bait.”
Robbie continued to work and Rupert continued to sunbathe. He covered himself up when he popped over to offer a Robbie a beer just before lunchtime. Robbie accepted and had just popped the can when another guy walked up the side of the house and called to Rupert. This guy was obviously gay too. He was slim, like Rupert and fair haired.
“Hi Jonathan,” called Rupert.
“Hi Rupie, I got your call and just fancied an afternoon by the pool. Got a beer?”
Robbie felt a slight twinge of jealousy. He had quite enjoyed being flirted with, even by a guy. It had been so long since someone had made obvious overtures to get inside his pants.
“This is Robbie,” said Rupert, “he’s doing work for the parents.”
“Hello,” said Jonathan, dragging out the word so it sounded more like “Haaalo” to Robbie.
Jonathan’s eyebrows raised and his hand was held out to be taken firmly by Robbie.
“My, you’re strong,” he said to Robbie.
Robbie mumbled something in an embarrassed way and went back to his work as the guys walked over to the pool and started to chat like a couple of excited housewives. As Robbie worked, he kept glancing over and watched as Jonathan also stripped off to reveal a tiny thong. His buttocks were also firm and pale and he felt his cock rising again.
“What the fuck’s wrong with me?” He thought.
As he laid the bricks, he pondered on anatomy and realised the beauty of the male rear to the female. He had never really thought about it but women were larger, usually, then the bottom stretched down their legs in a pear shape. These two guys’ bottoms were upright and pert like two small melons. He wondered how men could take a cock in their arses. He had wanted to do it to Lynn assuming that if she could take him up the front, she could manage the back, but she wasn’t for it. Now he was looking at two bums that wanted cock in them and wondered whether that was something he could, or would ever try.
The guys stood and walked into the house with Rupert waving over saying,” We have a few things to do, we’ll see you later.”
It was said slightly suggestively and Robbie wondered if they were going inside to “do it.”
Around 20 minutes later, his curiosity was running wild and he decided to look in the house under the pretext of needing the toilet. He had to use the downstairs one and before he entered he listened at the foot of the stairs and heard talking. Just then, Jonathan walked across the upper hallway naked. Robbie couldn’t quite see anything and dived into the toilet quite noisily.
When he came out, Rupert was in the downstairs hall.
“If you would like a shower before you go, Robbie, you’re welcome to use the one in my room. It’s so hot and I thought you might like to freshen before you go. Both Jonathan and I have had to as we were roasted. You can use it now if you like.”
Someone said, “Id love that,” and Robbie realised he had said it without thinking.
He was about to add “later” when Rupert walked off and said, “I’ll show you where to go” as he climbed the stairs.
Robbie meekly followed, his heart pounding at the thought of being naked in the close proximity of two camp homosexuals on heat. Strangely he was also excited at the same time. He followed Rupert who was wearing his flimsy shorts and walked past Jonathan, leaning against the door to the room wearing his thong again. Robbie wanted to look “there” but couldn’t.
Rupert threw a fresh towel on the bed, pointed to his shower room and said, “I’ll leave you to it.
Robbie entered the shower room and as he started to pull off his t-shirt he closed the door, realising there was no lock. He stripped and ran the shower stepping in to enjoy the cool water as he soaped himself. His thoughts turned to the lads outside and he wondered if they were endowed. They were quite effeminate so he thought, they mustn’t be. They would probably get a shock if they saw his generously sized 7.5 inch cock! As he soaped, he realised his cock was rock hard.
“What the fuck is happening to me. Two little queens flutter their eyelids and here I am stiff as a rock. They’re young enough to almost be my kids.” His mind raced as the thoughts ran through it.
He found himself paying particular attention to cleaning his cock and even pushed his finger well into his hole, further than ever. He soaped it and really cleaned it. Why he was doing it, he didn’t know!
He rinsed and stepped out of the shower to finish drying. The door opened and Rupert stood with another towel. “Do you need this?” he asked, his eyes dropping to look at Robbie’s cock as he quickly tried to cover his dwindling erection.
“Oh thanks,” he said, the same hand reaching out and exposing his cock again.
Rupert looked down and said, “Nice,” before walking out.
Robbie finished drying and started to put his clothes back on again. For some reason, he donned his briefs and jeans but left his top off, leaving the bathroom whilst still feigning a drying action. Both guys were in the room and looked up as he came out of the bathroom.
“Bet you feel much fresher now?” said Robbie. “You certainly look it.”
“Yes thanks” said Robbie, embarrassment making him start to pull on his t-shirt.
“Wait, you’re still wet,” said Jonathan, taking the towel off him, turning him around and rubbing his back.
“There’s a bit at the front too,” said Rupert and walked forward with a small hand towel to rub Robbie’s pectorals.
“Are we embarrassing you?” said Rupert, his rubbing, unconsciously moving down to Robbie’s belly.
“Well this is a bit unusual for me,” said Robbie. “Usually it’s women I have to fight off.”
Jonathan was pressed against Robbie’s back and Robbie could feel what seemed like an erection against his jean-clad buttocks. He knew that Jonathan only had a thong on, so whatever was pressing against him, was probably now exposed. He felt soft lips against his back. He was shivering with apprehension and knew he should stop them but his cock had already started to rise. He knew this might be the only time in his life when something like this might happen to him and he was scared to stop it as well as being scared to go ahead.
Nothing more was said. Rupert leaned over and kissed Robbie on the cheek. Robbie was frozen as both boys took his inaction to be a sign of acceptance and they started to devour him. Jonathan’s hand reached around and started to unbuckle his belt while Rupert expertly helped slide the pants and briefs down to release a throbbing 7.5 inch uncut cock which “thwacked” against Robbie’s belly. He stepped out of his clothes until he was fully naked and exposed in front of these two lads.
Rupert pushed him back to the bed and he lay down as the boys swiftly stripped naked. Jonathan had around 6 inches of hard cut cock with a matching sized pair of balls nestling in a neat little patch of hair. Rupert, little camp Rupert really made him look twice when he released an uncut cock which surprised Robbie with both its length and girth. He wasn’t an expert on men’s cocks but it had to be at least 8 inches and thick. It was hard but its size made it droop slightly downwards.
“Like it” asked Rupert?
Robbie smiled as Rupert approached him and started to suck his cock. Robbie, who had been completely passive, laid back and closed his eyes. He was aware of Jonathan climbing on to the bed to continue licking his body and sucking his nipples. The experience of being seduced and being in a passive position both excited him and satisfied his guilt at what he was doing. After all, they were seducing him and he almost couldn’t stop them – almost!
Jonathan sat atop Robbie facing downwards, his balls resting on Robbie’s forehead and his cock suspended in full erection hovering above Robbie’s face. Rupert was sucking Robbie’s cock, sliding back the foreskin and giving him a blowjob like no other. As Jonathan’s cock stayed suspended in mid air, Jonathan pushed it downwards until his dripping tip was just above Robbie’s lips. Robbie kept his mouth tight shut. Jonathan then swung around until he was at Robbie’s side and again moved his cock to Robbie’s mouth, pushing it to his lips. Robbie’s licked his lips, tasting male precum for the first time and as he did so, Jonathan’s 6 inches were pushed into his mouth. Robbie gagged and as he closed his mouth again had no option but to start sucking. As he did, he felt himself begin the slow build up to cumming. He put his hand on Rupert’s head to stop the sucking. He wasn’t going to admit he was enjoying this but he felt there were more new experiences to come.
Rupert released Robbie’s cock and leaned over the bed to slip a condom on his cock, out of sight of Robbie whose view was partially blocked by the tall thin body of Jonathan. Rupert lubricated his hole well and then slid the condom over Robbie. Robbie tried and failed to see what was happening and only worked it out when Rupert sat astride him and lowered his arse over Robbie’s erect cock taking its full length in one plunge. Rupert started riding in frenzy. Jonathan took his cock out of Robbie’s mouth and started to kiss him. Robbie’s eyes shot open. He hadn’t thought of actually kissing a guy and now his mouth was forced open and this young guy’s tongue was halfway down his throat.
Jonathan was hot now. His friend was getting fucked and he needed some too. His kissing was almost violent, holding Robbie’s face in both hands while his tongue violated his mouth. Both boys were well gone and when Jonathan grabbed Rupert’s shoulders to tell him it was his turn, Rupert very reluctantly slid his arse off Robbie vertical cock. Jonathan quickly lubricated his arse and replaced Rupert. Robbie’s cock slid in just as easily. Both boys loved being fucked and they weren’t letting the chance of a gay virgin go without getting full measure. Rupert started to kiss Robbie now, more gently than Jonathan. Robbie’s cock was being milked quite frantically by Jonathan, whose head was thrown back and the bouncing was almost painful as he rose and fell on Robbie’s abdomen.
Again Robbie was set to cum and told Jonathan so again both boys stopped.
This time, Rupert threw Robbie’s legs in the air and his tongue slid down to invade Robbie’s arsehole. Jonathan took position once more over Robbie’s cock and started to suck as Rupert tongue fucked him. This was a very new experience and Robbie had never realised how sensitive his arse could be. He found himself again at the brink and had to stop Jonathan. Jonathan once more started to violently kiss Robbie while Rupert continued to lift Robbie’s legs to gain access. Robbie was lost in pleasure and did not identify the coolness on his hole with lubricant. He somehow thought that Rupert was blowing cold air on him as he licked.
The shock, therefore as the head of Rupert’s cock entered Robbie’s arse had him attempt to sit bolt upright and if it hadn’t been for Jonathan’s weight, he would have done. Robbie tried to squirm but the effect was to push his arse further against Rupert’s cock and actually forced it further into him much more quickly than Rupert had intended. Rupert stopped dead but held his cock in place and Jonathan held Robbie down, kissing him and asking him to be patient. Robbie calmed as the initial pain subsided and, as Rupert started to gently move again, the pain slowly became quite tolerable, then unusual and then actually quite pleasant.
The full penetration probably took around 10 minutes and once Rupert realised he was well inside, he rolled Robbie over to fuck him from the rear. Jonathan scooted around and started to fuck his friend in a sandwich and they all started moaning together.
Once more, Robbie felt a weird sensation inside and realised even though he wasn’t touching his cock, he was going to cum. He, once more asked them to stop and all cocks were withdrawn.
Condoms were removed and Rupert took Robbie’s cock in a 69 position and forced his own cock into a reluctant Robbie’s mouth. As Robbie’s arse was in the air, Jonathan seized the opportunity to fuck him, easily entering a hole which had been seduced by a bigger cock than his. Rupert actually came first and as he tried to pull his cock from Robbie’s mouth, he failed and blasted a jet of hot semen all over his lips and face, a good squirt going straight down Robbie’s throat. Almost simultaneously Robbie ejaculated over Rupert’s face and Jonathan, brought to a head by all the cumming emptied his balls inside Robbie’s arse.
The resultant silence suggested that guilt had returned very quickly and Robbie started to make excuses about leaving. Rupert suggested he shower again making a joke that explaining cum stains in his hair might me difficult for his wife to understand.
It took a lot of calming down to bring Robbie back to Earth. They promised they wouldn’t tell anyone, he made excuses that it was a mistake and he would probably never do it again that was until Robbie pointed out that not many gay virgins get fucked by two guys, fuck two guys, swallow a load of cum, take a load up their arse and then get a blow job all on their first time - and then say it was all a mistake!
That brought a smile to his face.
“Robbie, I’m here for another six weeks,” said Rupert, “and you are here for another four, at least. If you want to fuck me again, I would love it and if you don’t, I’ll understand.”
Robbie quickly pointed out he probably would never do something like this again.
He was lying!!
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By kewtieboy
MMM/first time/oral/anal
Even the straightest of guys, given the right circumstances, can be tempted to try some gay sex when two camp college students offer their wares to the builder
I had better get my first little half-truth out of the way first. He wasn’t really called Bob but I felt calling him that made the title cuter. He was a Robert though but rather than Bob, everyone called him Robbie. Let me move on with more detail.
This story is about an enormous transformation in Robbie’s sex life. Robbie was 38 and was, indeed a builder, working for a small building concern in the Midlands of England. He was cuter looking than a builder would be expected to be in the sense that he groomed up well. He had a muscular body but not fat. He didn’t work out but his heavy work made sure his body stayed in trim. His hair was short and slightly receding in a sexy way at the front and some traces of grey hair were evident in his dark blonde head. He had footballer’s legs, thick calves, manly thighs and a butt that you felt sure would look good in a kilt if anyone could get him into one.
Robbie had a normal grammar school education but being educated wasn’t a strong point and the opportunity to get a job at 16 had him leave and take day release classes at the local technical college where his building skills were honed. Now he made a good living and had a good, if not extravagant lifestyle. His marriage to Lynn when he was still 23 meant they now had two children Louise and Darren aged 14 and 10 respectively. He was a good husband and looked after his kids well. He had his own interests and Lynn had hers, taking turn about at making sure the kids were looked after.
His love was watching football (soccer to our American readers) and he played some five a side football from time to time. He enjoyed time on the internet playing games and just generally chilling. Now as this is a sex story, I must add that Lynn and Robbie had long since moved into that married type of sex. They did it two or three times a month if the kids weren’t around. If they were out for a few drinks or a meal, the alcohol often induced a quick and frantic session and that was about it.
Robbie was happy with that and the odd dirty comment on a centrefold in some magazine one of his fellow workmates had brought into work or a link in an e-mail to a website with some raunchy pictures might bring Robbie to a little private hand job from time to time. In fact the number of hand jobs had been increasing and he found his interest in the private parts of magazine models increasing. One of the guys who was leaving to work in Dubai, left Robbie with a dozen or so magazines and a similar amount of DVDs on his departure, not wanting to be sussed as a pervert on arrival at a new post.
A visit by Lynn and both kids to her mother one Saturday gave his the opportunity to call off his joining her as he “had a match to play.” It was, of course, a complete lie, and he felt really guilty about doing it but he really wanted some time with his right hand and the DVDs he so eagerly wanted to watch.
They were great and in such detail. Most were the usual with the busty all American blonde being fucked in many positions by all American men. He had never really seen erect men in action before so was fascinated, watching in close up, these larger than normal cocks entering the all American blondes and then splattering cum all over their tits or faces, something Lynn would never, ever allow. These guys came like hosepipes and he found himself replaying the cum-shots over and over again. One movie even had a gang bang with a multiple cum-shot on some busty brunette with massive tits at the end. These guys seemed bigger than Robbie and came more than Robbie.
He nursed his aching seven inch cock through all the DVDs. Obviously he speeded through many but the last one caught his attention. In this one were two younger guys, probably in their early twenties, with a slimmer, less brassy girl. They lay in bed with her and kissed her, she sucked both their cocks and then one of the guys fucked her while she sucked the other. The situation was then reversed and Robbie found this highly erotic. He went through to the kitchen to get some kitchen towel to mop the impending mess, shuffling with his jeans at his ankles as he went but on his return he stopped dead in his track because on the screen, the younger lad was licking the girl out while the older guy had his cock fully imbedded in his arse fucking him like mad.
Holding his hard cock in his right hand and the kitchen towel in his left, Robbie’s cock spontaneously ejected cum in a manner he never thought he could. It arced across seven or eight feet and landed on the sofa, splattering some across the television screen.
“Fuck,” he said, quickly trying to mop the continuing ejection from his uncut cock.
Mopping up, or rather, sponging up, took some time and he felt very guilty as he hid all the DVDs again. He wondered about destroying them but he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of something which had given him so much pleasure. When Lynn and the kids arrived back, he flushed ever so slightly with embarrassment when asked “how his day went,” especially bearing in mind that the young lady in the bisexual threesome was probably only four years older than his daughter.
Well, the guilt continued as did Robbie’s determination to keep his little hoard for his own personal use and, when time allowed, a trip to the darker areas of the Worldwide web to top things up.
Around three months later, he was working with a small team on an extension to a large detached villa in some five acres of ground owned by a wealthy businessman and his wife named Hartley-Jones. They had a daughter around the same age as his Louise though she was at a private school. The young girl was quite precocious and ever so slightly provocative, making saucy suggestions to both Robbie and the twenty year old apprentice working alongside him. They dismissed her and when they did, she commented that “her older brother would see to them when he returned home for summer from University. They thought nothing of her comment, only that it was the ramblings of a pubescent teen.
A couple of days later, when Robbie was working on his own, he heard a voice introduce itself from behind and he turned to see an unusual sight. Behind him was a slim young man just over six feet tall. His hair was slightly too long, draping over his eyes at one side. He kept sweeping it back with a flick. The colour was slightly odd too, with an unnatural purplish red highlight through part of it. His eyes were piercingly blue and his dress was almost transsexual. Whilst still dressed as a guy, the clothes would equally have looked fine on a woman.
“Rupert,” he said holding out his hand.
Robbie clumsily took it and was greeted with a limp handshake from him.
“Just back from Oxford for the summer holidays,” he continued, “and I see what Annabel was talking about,” referring to his precocious sister.
“Eh, I hope it was good,” said Robbie, struggling with a response.
“Oh trust me, it was,” he replied. “If I can do anything for you, just call me, absolutely anything.”
This was said with a suggestive voice that Robbie had never heard from anyone of the same sex and as Robbie walked off, he found himself looking at his bottom, encased in tight jeans. It was an extremely pert bottom, not the pear shaped bum of a woman, but rounded, firm and high. He mentally noted that he had never realised how different men’s and women’s bottoms were until that moment.
As he worked all afternoon, he kept visualising Rupert’s eyes and hearing his voice. At one moment, he actually merged the scene of the woman in his DVD being licked by Rupert while he fucked his pert bum. He felt his cock rise and quickly thought better of it, turning his mind to football and bricklaying in no particular order.
The following day when Steve, the young apprentice was there, Robbie felt sure he would get a break from Rupert’s attentions once he saw the younger guy, more his age. This didn’t happen and, if anything Rupert paid even more attention to Robbie, bringing cold drinks and helping to lift the odd item here and there. Strangely, when Steve was around, Rupert actually calmed his camp mannerism down and Steve even commented how well mannered he was, presumably putting his slightly odd attire down to him being a student.
When Robbie went to the toilet in the house for a pee, he was surprised once again to find his cock half hard. He did something he never thought he would do, and sat on the toilet, his jeans at his ankles and masturbated. His thoughts drifted again into a threesome with Rupert and the unknown girl except in this scene, Rupert sucked his cock and as he came he visualised it spurting down Rupert’s throat. Again a red-faced Robbie emerged to return to work with a guilty look all over his face.
At home, attempts to encourage Lynn to step up their sex life to involve some oral sex met with a blank. In his mind the sentence “if that’s the case then I assume a shag up the arse is out of the question too” appeared in his mind and made him smirk as Lynn would have had a heart attack if he had said that out loud.
The weekend passed and a problem at another job had meant the apprentice being dragged off again. Robbie arrived to what looked like an empty house at the Hartley-Jones’s. He had a key to the rear of the property where he was working and the absence of any cars suggested they might be away for the day so he got started. He had been there about an hour when he heard a door slam and Rupert walked past him in a small pair of pale blue Speedos, a towel over his shoulder, and headed for their small swimming pool. He passed the quick time of day before diving in, splashing about in the pool for a short time then lifting himself out and stretched his arms at the poolside.
Robbie looked up and saw a stunningly shaped male body, devoid of any real muscles but trim. A trace of pubic hair ran up to his navel and the Speedos suggested that he may have been effeminate but he was definitely not a female. Robbie saw him looking as he started drying and Robbie quickly looked down to restart work. A shadow across him a few moments later, made him look up to find Rupert standing over him, his hair plastered against his face and drips of water plopping down beside him.
“They’re away for a couple of days to Calais,” he said. “Dad’s topping up on his champagne stocks at the hypermarkets across the Channel. So it’s just me and you so let me know if I can get you anything, anything at all.”
Robbie looked up to answer, finding his face looking straight at Rupert’s generous bulge, struggling to stay contained in his swimming trunks.
He turned and walked back to the pool and, with his back to Robbie, slid his trunks down and off and finished drying before lying face down on the sun bed, his open legs facing in Robbie’s direction and the edge of his testicles just visible. Robbie was hot. His cock was rising and he didn’t know why. He didn’t fancy men, yet he had been wanking at the thought of one fucking another. He didn’t fancy men and yet he was looking at one right now and he had an erection. He wondered if he was just flattered at the attention. Certainly, since he had been married no female had ever chatted him up and certainly no male had. Perhaps he just looked too married.
He looked across and thought, “This lad is just four years older than my daughter and I’m thinking about him sexually.”
The thought of his kids always had the desired non-sexual effect on him and his dick returned to normal.
Rupert was slightly camp, and obviously gay and Robbie just assumed that he was like this with every guy, a bit of a show-off and exhibitionist. As Robbie worked he thought all this out. After all the television programmes were full of camp guys hosting chat shows, telling jokes and suchlike and they were all a bit like Rupert.
“That’s what this is; he’s just showing off to the straight builder so I won’t rise to his bait.”
Robbie continued to work and Rupert continued to sunbathe. He covered himself up when he popped over to offer a Robbie a beer just before lunchtime. Robbie accepted and had just popped the can when another guy walked up the side of the house and called to Rupert. This guy was obviously gay too. He was slim, like Rupert and fair haired.
“Hi Jonathan,” called Rupert.
“Hi Rupie, I got your call and just fancied an afternoon by the pool. Got a beer?”
Robbie felt a slight twinge of jealousy. He had quite enjoyed being flirted with, even by a guy. It had been so long since someone had made obvious overtures to get inside his pants.
“This is Robbie,” said Rupert, “he’s doing work for the parents.”
“Hello,” said Jonathan, dragging out the word so it sounded more like “Haaalo” to Robbie.
Jonathan’s eyebrows raised and his hand was held out to be taken firmly by Robbie.
“My, you’re strong,” he said to Robbie.
Robbie mumbled something in an embarrassed way and went back to his work as the guys walked over to the pool and started to chat like a couple of excited housewives. As Robbie worked, he kept glancing over and watched as Jonathan also stripped off to reveal a tiny thong. His buttocks were also firm and pale and he felt his cock rising again.
“What the fuck’s wrong with me?” He thought.
As he laid the bricks, he pondered on anatomy and realised the beauty of the male rear to the female. He had never really thought about it but women were larger, usually, then the bottom stretched down their legs in a pear shape. These two guys’ bottoms were upright and pert like two small melons. He wondered how men could take a cock in their arses. He had wanted to do it to Lynn assuming that if she could take him up the front, she could manage the back, but she wasn’t for it. Now he was looking at two bums that wanted cock in them and wondered whether that was something he could, or would ever try.
The guys stood and walked into the house with Rupert waving over saying,” We have a few things to do, we’ll see you later.”
It was said slightly suggestively and Robbie wondered if they were going inside to “do it.”
Around 20 minutes later, his curiosity was running wild and he decided to look in the house under the pretext of needing the toilet. He had to use the downstairs one and before he entered he listened at the foot of the stairs and heard talking. Just then, Jonathan walked across the upper hallway naked. Robbie couldn’t quite see anything and dived into the toilet quite noisily.
When he came out, Rupert was in the downstairs hall.
“If you would like a shower before you go, Robbie, you’re welcome to use the one in my room. It’s so hot and I thought you might like to freshen before you go. Both Jonathan and I have had to as we were roasted. You can use it now if you like.”
Someone said, “Id love that,” and Robbie realised he had said it without thinking.
He was about to add “later” when Rupert walked off and said, “I’ll show you where to go” as he climbed the stairs.
Robbie meekly followed, his heart pounding at the thought of being naked in the close proximity of two camp homosexuals on heat. Strangely he was also excited at the same time. He followed Rupert who was wearing his flimsy shorts and walked past Jonathan, leaning against the door to the room wearing his thong again. Robbie wanted to look “there” but couldn’t.
Rupert threw a fresh towel on the bed, pointed to his shower room and said, “I’ll leave you to it.
Robbie entered the shower room and as he started to pull off his t-shirt he closed the door, realising there was no lock. He stripped and ran the shower stepping in to enjoy the cool water as he soaped himself. His thoughts turned to the lads outside and he wondered if they were endowed. They were quite effeminate so he thought, they mustn’t be. They would probably get a shock if they saw his generously sized 7.5 inch cock! As he soaped, he realised his cock was rock hard.
“What the fuck is happening to me. Two little queens flutter their eyelids and here I am stiff as a rock. They’re young enough to almost be my kids.” His mind raced as the thoughts ran through it.
He found himself paying particular attention to cleaning his cock and even pushed his finger well into his hole, further than ever. He soaped it and really cleaned it. Why he was doing it, he didn’t know!
He rinsed and stepped out of the shower to finish drying. The door opened and Rupert stood with another towel. “Do you need this?” he asked, his eyes dropping to look at Robbie’s cock as he quickly tried to cover his dwindling erection.
“Oh thanks,” he said, the same hand reaching out and exposing his cock again.
Rupert looked down and said, “Nice,” before walking out.
Robbie finished drying and started to put his clothes back on again. For some reason, he donned his briefs and jeans but left his top off, leaving the bathroom whilst still feigning a drying action. Both guys were in the room and looked up as he came out of the bathroom.
“Bet you feel much fresher now?” said Robbie. “You certainly look it.”
“Yes thanks” said Robbie, embarrassment making him start to pull on his t-shirt.
“Wait, you’re still wet,” said Jonathan, taking the towel off him, turning him around and rubbing his back.
“There’s a bit at the front too,” said Rupert and walked forward with a small hand towel to rub Robbie’s pectorals.
“Are we embarrassing you?” said Rupert, his rubbing, unconsciously moving down to Robbie’s belly.
“Well this is a bit unusual for me,” said Robbie. “Usually it’s women I have to fight off.”
Jonathan was pressed against Robbie’s back and Robbie could feel what seemed like an erection against his jean-clad buttocks. He knew that Jonathan only had a thong on, so whatever was pressing against him, was probably now exposed. He felt soft lips against his back. He was shivering with apprehension and knew he should stop them but his cock had already started to rise. He knew this might be the only time in his life when something like this might happen to him and he was scared to stop it as well as being scared to go ahead.
Nothing more was said. Rupert leaned over and kissed Robbie on the cheek. Robbie was frozen as both boys took his inaction to be a sign of acceptance and they started to devour him. Jonathan’s hand reached around and started to unbuckle his belt while Rupert expertly helped slide the pants and briefs down to release a throbbing 7.5 inch uncut cock which “thwacked” against Robbie’s belly. He stepped out of his clothes until he was fully naked and exposed in front of these two lads.
Rupert pushed him back to the bed and he lay down as the boys swiftly stripped naked. Jonathan had around 6 inches of hard cut cock with a matching sized pair of balls nestling in a neat little patch of hair. Rupert, little camp Rupert really made him look twice when he released an uncut cock which surprised Robbie with both its length and girth. He wasn’t an expert on men’s cocks but it had to be at least 8 inches and thick. It was hard but its size made it droop slightly downwards.
“Like it” asked Rupert?
Robbie smiled as Rupert approached him and started to suck his cock. Robbie, who had been completely passive, laid back and closed his eyes. He was aware of Jonathan climbing on to the bed to continue licking his body and sucking his nipples. The experience of being seduced and being in a passive position both excited him and satisfied his guilt at what he was doing. After all, they were seducing him and he almost couldn’t stop them – almost!
Jonathan sat atop Robbie facing downwards, his balls resting on Robbie’s forehead and his cock suspended in full erection hovering above Robbie’s face. Rupert was sucking Robbie’s cock, sliding back the foreskin and giving him a blowjob like no other. As Jonathan’s cock stayed suspended in mid air, Jonathan pushed it downwards until his dripping tip was just above Robbie’s lips. Robbie kept his mouth tight shut. Jonathan then swung around until he was at Robbie’s side and again moved his cock to Robbie’s mouth, pushing it to his lips. Robbie’s licked his lips, tasting male precum for the first time and as he did so, Jonathan’s 6 inches were pushed into his mouth. Robbie gagged and as he closed his mouth again had no option but to start sucking. As he did, he felt himself begin the slow build up to cumming. He put his hand on Rupert’s head to stop the sucking. He wasn’t going to admit he was enjoying this but he felt there were more new experiences to come.
Rupert released Robbie’s cock and leaned over the bed to slip a condom on his cock, out of sight of Robbie whose view was partially blocked by the tall thin body of Jonathan. Rupert lubricated his hole well and then slid the condom over Robbie. Robbie tried and failed to see what was happening and only worked it out when Rupert sat astride him and lowered his arse over Robbie’s erect cock taking its full length in one plunge. Rupert started riding in frenzy. Jonathan took his cock out of Robbie’s mouth and started to kiss him. Robbie’s eyes shot open. He hadn’t thought of actually kissing a guy and now his mouth was forced open and this young guy’s tongue was halfway down his throat.
Jonathan was hot now. His friend was getting fucked and he needed some too. His kissing was almost violent, holding Robbie’s face in both hands while his tongue violated his mouth. Both boys were well gone and when Jonathan grabbed Rupert’s shoulders to tell him it was his turn, Rupert very reluctantly slid his arse off Robbie vertical cock. Jonathan quickly lubricated his arse and replaced Rupert. Robbie’s cock slid in just as easily. Both boys loved being fucked and they weren’t letting the chance of a gay virgin go without getting full measure. Rupert started to kiss Robbie now, more gently than Jonathan. Robbie’s cock was being milked quite frantically by Jonathan, whose head was thrown back and the bouncing was almost painful as he rose and fell on Robbie’s abdomen.
Again Robbie was set to cum and told Jonathan so again both boys stopped.
This time, Rupert threw Robbie’s legs in the air and his tongue slid down to invade Robbie’s arsehole. Jonathan took position once more over Robbie’s cock and started to suck as Rupert tongue fucked him. This was a very new experience and Robbie had never realised how sensitive his arse could be. He found himself again at the brink and had to stop Jonathan. Jonathan once more started to violently kiss Robbie while Rupert continued to lift Robbie’s legs to gain access. Robbie was lost in pleasure and did not identify the coolness on his hole with lubricant. He somehow thought that Rupert was blowing cold air on him as he licked.
The shock, therefore as the head of Rupert’s cock entered Robbie’s arse had him attempt to sit bolt upright and if it hadn’t been for Jonathan’s weight, he would have done. Robbie tried to squirm but the effect was to push his arse further against Rupert’s cock and actually forced it further into him much more quickly than Rupert had intended. Rupert stopped dead but held his cock in place and Jonathan held Robbie down, kissing him and asking him to be patient. Robbie calmed as the initial pain subsided and, as Rupert started to gently move again, the pain slowly became quite tolerable, then unusual and then actually quite pleasant.
The full penetration probably took around 10 minutes and once Rupert realised he was well inside, he rolled Robbie over to fuck him from the rear. Jonathan scooted around and started to fuck his friend in a sandwich and they all started moaning together.
Once more, Robbie felt a weird sensation inside and realised even though he wasn’t touching his cock, he was going to cum. He, once more asked them to stop and all cocks were withdrawn.
Condoms were removed and Rupert took Robbie’s cock in a 69 position and forced his own cock into a reluctant Robbie’s mouth. As Robbie’s arse was in the air, Jonathan seized the opportunity to fuck him, easily entering a hole which had been seduced by a bigger cock than his. Rupert actually came first and as he tried to pull his cock from Robbie’s mouth, he failed and blasted a jet of hot semen all over his lips and face, a good squirt going straight down Robbie’s throat. Almost simultaneously Robbie ejaculated over Rupert’s face and Jonathan, brought to a head by all the cumming emptied his balls inside Robbie’s arse.
The resultant silence suggested that guilt had returned very quickly and Robbie started to make excuses about leaving. Rupert suggested he shower again making a joke that explaining cum stains in his hair might me difficult for his wife to understand.
It took a lot of calming down to bring Robbie back to Earth. They promised they wouldn’t tell anyone, he made excuses that it was a mistake and he would probably never do it again that was until Robbie pointed out that not many gay virgins get fucked by two guys, fuck two guys, swallow a load of cum, take a load up their arse and then get a blow job all on their first time - and then say it was all a mistake!
That brought a smile to his face.
“Robbie, I’m here for another six weeks,” said Rupert, “and you are here for another four, at least. If you want to fuck me again, I would love it and if you don’t, I’ll understand.”
Robbie quickly pointed out he probably would never do something like this again.
He was lying!!
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