A gay story: London One of the benefits of my profession is that IF you are good and you are diligent you are rewarded by notoriety and money. The notoriety is good for the ego but the money is good for every thing else. Over the years I have built quite a large book of business here in the States, the EU and England. And since I am willing to travel for business, so long as the client is paying the tab, I will do business any where, particularly when it means I can get away from the normal hum drum for a month or two.
Such was what I refer to as my London adventure starting in April of 2022. The case was exceptionally interesting as it had lingering shades of gray associated with the exit of Great Britain from the EU. The intricacies are really not too important here, but what is important is I was going to have an opportunity to enjoy “continental” men. I make this note as I find European men immensely interesting and sexy as hell. Not that they are any better looking than American men but a greater percentage of European men are not cut, I love to play with foreskin. Mark is uncut …. And magnificent when fully aroused.
Our firm maintains offices in the Shard in the fashionable south east part of the city. The views from the 32 floor are nothing short of spectacular. As you look out from the comfort of the modern high rise you can literally see history in every direction. As an office building it is impressive and architecturally interesting, hence why we maintain our London offices there. Also in the same building is the Shangri-La Hotel, occupying 19 floors with the same magnificent views of the city that our offices enjoy. When I come to London I always stay with the Shangri-La for the views, of course, but more for the floor to ceiling windows adorning every room. You have access to shades to block prying eyes, but I find there is no reason to “hide” when you are enjoying the city and all it has to offer.
A few years ago, while traveling with Mark on business, we went to a beautiful estate in Surrey where one of his Stanford friends had settled. He and his husband had a beautiful home, an estate actually, and held wonderful “fancy dress” parties which I can tell you from personal experience usually devolved into nothing more than massive orgies. Mark and my stay in Surrey at Pepper Place was both restful and invigorating to us separately and as a couple. He has asked me to marry him on several occasions, but I can’t see the purpose of tying myself to one man, particularly when he enjoys “Strange cock” on a regular basis almost as much as I – almost. So we go through the theater of being a “couple” with all of the trappings and none of the jewelry.
The week at Pepper Place was supposed to be restful and we had the promise of the “Fancy Dress” party on the weekend. “Fancy Dress” is a term that in the States would be rendered as “Costume Party” you dress as you choose, sometimes along a theme, as do your fellow party goers. This party was stated as a house party with guests staying at the house in rooms and cottages nearby. I think this property is what gave Mark the inspiration for his property in Georgia, Big house with smaller satellite cabins. We arrived on a Thursday afternoon and, with the help of the staff, settled into our room. Large for continental standards with a king sized bed and en suite bath. We were mere steps away from a shared lounge, the solarium and a beautiful garden with a traditional privet hedge maze. The maze had “sitting alcoves” where one, or two, could sit and “contemplate” the day, or one another.
With Harry and Miles, our hosts, otherwise occupied we took that opportunity to wander the house and the grounds naturally finding our way to the maze. We entered the maze and found it liberating to be out of the eyesight of the staff. As we make the third corner we came upon a “sitting alcove” I sat and Mark towered over me smiling and then he leaned over and kissed me. Not the “husbandly peck” but the impassioned non-verbal questioning that couples develop. I stand and we continue to kiss and embrace, his hands are all over my body as are mine on his. I firmly cup his crotch and find him at full staff, as I squeeze he moans into my mouth and tilts his head back breaking our kiss.
I look Mark in the eyes and press on his shoulders directing him to kneel as I wanted what every weary traveler wants, head. He dutifully kneels and looks up at me smiling and removed my shoes and socks, followed by my pants and undergarments. Standing before him I hold his head and guide him to my now throbbing cock. He engulfs me to the hilt in one deeply satisfying motion, he has no issue taking me deep as he has become accustomed to my cock during the daily morning oral sex wake up pleasuring he enjoys giving me so much. As he sucks me I hold his head and continue to enjoy his mouth, marveling at his mastery of my flesh as it slides into and out of his warm mouth. He hums, he enjoys his work, and I thrust appreciatively as he continues to suck. I lift his chin and direct him to stand, which he does dutifully, and I remove his clothes and then the rest of my own. I direct him to kneel bent over on the marble bench and “present himself to me”, which he does dutifully, beautifully. His gorgeous round bottom perfect in proportion and firmness, his cleavage is breath taking and the gentle separation of his magnificent globes reveals his beautiful rosebud anus. I kneel behind him and taste him, lavishing my tongue upon his sweet puckered hole. As I circle his opening I can see and feel his anus throb telling me that he is ready, willing and able to take me.
I stand behind him and spit on my cock and slowly slip into Mark in the dance of love only two men do to perfection. I watch mesmerized as I disappear into him inch by inch. I feel a deep sense of satisfaction as he groans lowly as my balls contact his spread ass cheeks. I have been here, in this ass, many many times but no matter how many times he is always a thrill to penetrate, to enjoy, to breed, to be possessed by ME. We pick up a common rhythm born of many encounters, many times of me taking my pleasure from this body, I have grown to know so well, a body that he has given to me so freely so many times. “Yes”, I think to myself, “this is MY pussy to fuck”, all mine.
As we build to mutual orgasm we have abandoned all pretense of decorum and are openly and animalistically and very loudly, fucking. You could clearly hear the moans of pleasure, the slapping of ball to ball contact, the slapping of thigh to ass. Then it happened, I feel his anus spasm and throb as he presses back on me hard over and over again. I cover him and reach around taking his cock in my hand stroking him until he spews rope after rope of cum on the cool marble bench he is kneeling on. I move my hands to his shoulders and pull him to me in rhythm to my thrusts and groan in pleasure as I fill my “mate” with my semen. I hold him still as I continue to thrust into him even after my orgasm has subsided. I slap his ass hard, leaving a hand print on his smooth skin, “That was good, Thank you. “Now, clean up your mess from the bench”
Mark as a dutiful bottom licked up his cum from the bench. As he licked up his mess I knelt behind him and tasted my handiwork as it flowed form his well enjoyed and gaping ass. Nothing like a warm cream pie after a good fuck. We stand up together and share a kiss mingling the semen in our mouths, as our bodies rub and cocks caress one another. My cock stiffens again and I know I want him again, I also know he will need a few minutes to get back in the mood. We gather our clothes and stroll from the privet hedge naked, hand in hand with our bundles of clothes in our arms. We retrace our steps back through the solarium to our rooms and start a shower for us to enjoy together.
After we finish our shower, a short one in the country as hot water is at a premium, and dress in light clothing and proceed to the shared lounge. Harry and Miles are already sitting and trying to appear they are reading. I say “appear” as Miles’ book is wrong side up and both are smirking. I sit on the lounge sofa with Miles and ask “what is so funny”? Miles avoids my eyes and looks at Harry and smiles again. With that I push Miles over and climb on top of him. We are lying face to face and I can feel his cock long and hard under me. I thrust against him rubbing our bodies and cocks together staring him in the face demanding he tell me what is so funny. He stops smiling and parts his legs allowing me to lay between his legs as we thrust together, he takes hold of my head and kisses me. Harry asks Mark if he would like a drink, which he pours for each of them. They sit together and drink as Miles and I make out on the sofa. “They look good together don’t they?”
“Yes, they do.”
“I wonder if they will put on a display for us.”
“I would think they would ask permission before such a BOLD act, wouldn’t you?”
“One never really knows until presented with the opportunity, does one?”
“Fair statement.”
Miles relents and confesses that he and Harry had watched us in the maze from their bedroom balcony. They were glad to see that we had “embraced the spirit of the country” and enjoyed the “Shag”. (In case you did not know “Shag” is slang for fuck)
The memory of the trip to the Surrey estate was on my mind as we had been invited there once again in a week’s time. But for now, it was time to check into our Premiere suite. The suite consists of 5 rooms; 2 bed rooms, a lounge, a sitting room off the main bed room and a wonderfully appointed bath – shower, soaking tub, toilet, bidet and a dry sauna. The bell assistant that helped us to our room gave off “that vibe” and was always knowingly smiling at us as we were shown the rooms. When we got to the main bedroom he put down the luggage next to the closet door and said, “… and of course this is the main bed chamber, where all the magic takes place” as he patted the corner of the bed as if to “smooth” the covers. Mark and I look at one another and I smile looking into Mark’s eyes, “I can’t wait to try it out.”
The bell assistant asks, “Is there ANYTHING else I can do for you fine gentlemen?” As he smiles while looking directly at my cock. “We’ll let you know, and your name is?”
“I’m Colin I normally work the morning shifts and am off by 6:00 EVERY EVENING, incase you gentlemen may be wondering.”
Colin leaves the room with a very nice 100.00 pound tip and my business card. Mark and I start laughing once he has left the rooms. “Wow! That guy sure has balls, doesn’t he?”
“I’m guessing YOU will have to find out – maybe?”
“Can I please top him?”
“Baby, you can do anything you want to him, He wants it badly.”
I think we should get accustomed to our new surroundings, but first some ground rules.
“Yes, what are they and how little clothing do I get to wear – this time?”
Well… baby, first and foremost while we, and that includes you, are in the room no clothes are to be worn. Second, the shades will never be drawn day or night. And third when I am at work at the office you will be expected to occupy yourself, I don’t want a repeat of the trip to Vancouver, Understood?”
“Yes sir.”
As an aside, Mark is a respected jurists on the federal bench making huge decisions on a daily basis. When we travel or are together our dynamic is that I make all decisions. That is the way Mark wants it and it is the way I want it too. I am the Dom in our relationship and he is a blissful sub. I take good care of him and he appreciates the impassioned servicing he receives daily. The reference to Vancouver is about his calling me during my working hours to describe the bathhouse he found for us to explore together. Yes, I was interested, but there is a time and a place for that and I will decide when and where that time and place is. Mind me Vancouver wasn’t really bad, I did fuck him on the same conference table which a hour later was where I favorably settled a $110,000,000.00 suit. Ah! Some memories are so intermingled.
I needed to go to the office for a few hours so we kissed and Mark took his clothes off and I took the elevator (or lift) to the 32nd floor. The suit we were litigating both here and before the EU court stood to possibly make the firm $50,000,000.00 in clear income after the various taxes. IF it went our way it would put me over the 20 BILLION dollar mark and I would solidify my hold on senior partner. My parents would be so proud, their little Parker partner of one of the 10 largest law firms in the world – But I digress.
The rooms at the Shangri-La are unique as they have entirely glass exterior walls. The glass walls are not tinted or mirrored in any way. The “Brick” taught the architects the error of that by melting cars on the street below when the sun was “just right”. The Shard does have a slight blue hue to it but in general clear windows. So when I told Mark to be naked while in the rooms I was telling him to display himself to the world, or at least that part that cared to look.
Some of the rooms have views of the other rooms on the same floor, you can literally sit in your lounge and see people in their lounge or bed room. Add to this, for Mark’s birthday I got him a Prince Albert piercing in 6 gage with a 3 carat diamond captive bead. His cock is normally magnificent at 6′ of uncut glory and 4″ cock head circumference… the piercing makes it look so beautiful. I must admit I enjoyed helping him tend to the piercing until it was fully healed. I love watching him walk about at parties or clubs with that cock swaying in front of him. It’s positively hypnotic. (Again I digress)
Mark unpacks our belongings and orders himself lunch as we had not eaten since the plane, if you can actually call that eating. From what I could glean, later, he ordered a nice meal which was delivered by the obsequious assistant Colin. Colin entered the rooms with the tray on a rolling service cart, setting up the lunch in the lounge for my very naked and sexily pierced mate. Mark is a man, all man, so I’m guessing at this next part but I’m sure he got a massive erection and offered to “share lunch” with Colin. I’m equally sure that Colin gleefully accepted the invitation. All I can concretely state is that I received several text images of Mark’s glorious cock being sucked by a mouth that strangely reminded me of Colin. I’m not a jealous person in any way, our relationship is a loving one but it is also an open and understanding one too. As a result “we” enjoy sex together or apart it’s just that simple.
After work I returned to the suite and was greeted by Mark at the door. He dutifully undressed me and took me into his mouth to welcome me “home”. He told me about a lovely couple that has the suite across the way from our bed room. He stood and led me by my cock to the bed room where I lay on the bed and Mark climbed up and returned to sucking me. Sure enough the lovely couple was in their lounge and they were watching me being serviced by my man. I caressed his cheek as he sucked. He looked up to me and asked if they were watching. I, of course said, “Yes”.
“Good” and with that Mark straddled my thighs and impaled himself on my cock in one fast deep thrust of his bottom on my cock. I was instantly and blissfully balls deep in him. He looked so handsome rocking back and forth on me, his pierced cock rhythmically swaying as we made love… for an audience. His cock ring motion gave way to forcefully riding of my cock, slamming down on me with every downward stroke. After 20 minutes of this he spun around to face “our” audience and continued to ride me like the rutting animal he was. This continued for another 30 minutes until I could take no more, I wanted to breed my man, and I wanted to breed him NOW!
I pushed Mark off me and bent him over the bed facing “our” audience. I positioned myself at his gorgeous and perfectly gaped anus and buried my cock in him while watching the vouyeristic couple as they watch us fuck. It is a Fetish of mine, public sex, and the idea that they could look away IF they wanted to but weren’t because they NEEDED to watch us have sex. Such the turn on…
I finished in Mark after another 30 minutes and immediately dropped to my knees and ate him out, again, while we were being watched. We cleaned each other up by engaging in a little mutual oral pleasure (69). When we were sated enough to care to look again, the couple had drawn their shades. I like to imagine in my mind’s eye they were busy fucking behind those drawn shades thinking about us fucking right before their eyes.
We showered together and dressed for dinner and got a taxi to Gymkhana in London’s west end. When We, or I, am here I always eat here as they have the best food. My favorite dish is the Muntjac Biryan with pomegranate and raita the people behind this place (the Sethi’s) are culinary magicians. So off to the restaurant we went and ordered probably too much food but “whilst in London”. Full of good food and having Mark with his head in my lap on the way back to the hotel I have the idea to visit a spot I have visited while I was here solo, “Sweatbox” a lovely little bath house where a man can do manly things, namely asses and mouths.
I ask the driver to redirect us to Ramilles St in SOHO. 15 minutes later and we are there and undressing by our lockers with several very hungry looking young men standing near by. Once Mark dropped his pants to reveal that PA their eyes lit up like the national Christmas tree. I stepped up to Mark and put my hands on his shoulders and he obediently dropped to his knees and began to suck. In no time at all I was hard as were our two onlookers (Niles and Brian). Mark was in heaven, cock in his mouth and an audience. I withdrew my cock form his mouth and motioned for one of the young men to step forward to be sucked. Niles stepped up first and grabbed Mark’s head and started to face fuck him like he was angry about something. Brian was stroking his cock and watching intently, I moved behind Brian and put my arms around him and slid my cock between this ass cheeks. Lightly thrusting I reach around and take his cock in my hand and stroke him slowly and whisper in his ear how much I’m going to enjoy fucking his ass. He pushes his ass back into my thrusting hips and I enjoy the heat of his body and feel my pre-cum lubricating his anus.
I want to fuck him NOW. So I kneel behind him and spread his cheeks and eat out his hole and get him wet and sloppy. I push three fingers into him and hear him moan in pleasure, with that I stand up and then press into him. In just a few moments I’m inside his ass with my balls firmly situated between his ass cheeks. I thrust hard and deep making him grunt in a mixture of pleasure and pain, the mixture I enjoy giving the most. So there we were in a SOHO bathhouse sucking and fucking and enjoying every second. Mark has finished off his “suitor” stands and comes to me putting his arms around me as I fuck this young man’s ample ass. He leans in and we kiss as I continue to pound the ass on the end of my cock. We break the kiss and he is now behind me humping my ass as “we” now fuck the young man Brian – together. Mark’s cock is hard and rutting between my ass cheeks keeping perfect time with my thrusts into Brian’s ass. Mark lays his head on my back and moans, “I want to fuck with you so very badly right now”.
I look over my shoulder into the desire filled eyes of my mate, “Get some lube.”
Mark drops to his knees and starts to rim and eat me out, lavishing my anus with his talented tongue and copious amounts of his saliva. As I fucked Brian I enjoy the efforts of my partner on my loosening anus. He stands and positions himself at my hole and holding my hips still plunges into me. I feel him fill me seemingly all at once. I feel him against my back with his arms around me as he moans in pleasure as he fills me. He thrusts deep into me about 3-4 times then I feel him cum. I imagine in my minds eye three nice thick ropes of semen flooding my bowel, marking me as HIS, a thought that I’m sure he rarely has as HE is MINE. This is a gift I allow him to show my love for his dedication to our mutual pleasure. He whimpers in my ear, “Sorry, I was so very excited.”
“It’s OK baby, just clean me” and with that he dutifully drops to his knees and eats my ass out, savoring my ass and his semen. He kisses my cheeks and stands next to me as I continue fucking Brian. He leans in and kisses me and we exchange his semen back and forth in a glorious snowball. Niles at this point has stepped in front of his partner and has his cock down his throat furiously face fucking him.
I have grown tired of Brian’s ass and withdraw from him with a nice hard slap on the ass, The kind I always like to do, one that leaves a hand print on the ass that has been slapped, my temporary brand of the holes I have enjoyed.
We wander the bathhouse and find our way to the Jacuzzi where 3 guys are experimenting with threesome positions. For what they were doing they could just as easily been down some alleyway behind a rubbish bin. Nothing new, nothing exciting just your average cock sucking threesome. My though is that if you are going to do a 3-way there should be fucking. Sure mutual cock sucking is fun and can be pleasurable but if you are out, have an audience AND have paid for admission don’t “skimp” on the basics, if there is an open ass, a cock needs to be in it. Just my thought (I digress).
We continue to wander to the dry sauna where Mark sits down and I stand before him waiting for him to again service my cock. He looks up at me and caresses my thighs and ass and slowly pulls me towards him. He opens his mouth and licks my cock and dips down and takes my balls into his mouth one at a time giving each a nice warm bath. He tilts his head and licks up my shaft to the head and takes me into his mouth, just the head. He swirls his tongue and closes his lips around the head doing the magic only he can do with a cock. My pre-cum is flowing again and Mark makes a production of showing me how much I have produced and laps it from my cock. Then down again on my cock all the way to the base and holds it in his throat, He’s waiting for me to tell him to continue. It’s our “thing”. I thrust slightly signaling him to proceed and he continues the artistic cock sucking he is so experienced at lavishing on my flesh. 20-30 minutes go by as he suckles my cock to perfection, I’m nearing my breaking point and he knows it. He smiles with my cock in his mouth and I tilt his head up by his chin, “I want to fuck you – again”.
“Let’s go back to the hotel, I want you to fuck me for all of London to see”. I withdraw from his very talented mouth and we proceed to the showers, we bathe each other and make out under the warm water. We watch a couple enjoying their watersport adventure with one kneeling whilst the other pisses in his partner’s mouth. They stand together and embrace and kiss sharing the golden liquid then letting it run over their bodies. Mark leans in to me as we are watching, “Someone is going to need a bath”. And with that we dress and leave hailing a taxi to get us back to the hotel. Truth be know we could have taken “the tube” as the nearest station was literally a block away but we would have had to walk another three blocks after we reached the destination station nearest “The Shard”, so a taxi it was. The driver was a nice enough “bloke” and chatted for the 10 minutes it took to arrive. We paid him and he wished us “Fine gentlemen” a good evening. Up the lift to the suite and we were naked and in bed in less than 3 minutes. I went to turn off the lights, but Mark stopped me. “If we are going to be exhibitionists, we are going to be exhibitionists, leave the light on. That way the city will see the light and IF they choose to see what’s going on they can”.
“OK, so if that is the case come here and suck me – NOW!”
Mark hops out of bed and is dutifully on his knees sucking me, displaying our sex to the world. I make a big production of exaggerating the pleasure he is giving me in the most porn movie inspired theatrics I can think of. As I’m tilting my head back I can see a faint light from across the way in the adjacent suite. I can barely make out two figures standing watching our display. I do not immediately tell Mark we have an audience but instead tell him how much I want to fuck him now. He stands and I lead him to the bed and position him on his back so I can enter him and see our fellow guests. I lick his anus and then stand and without ceremony, or warning, I plow him deeply in one forceful thrust. Once inside Mark I continue the theme and enjoy his ass the way I Iike to take an ass, deep and hard. He is under me with his ankles on my shoulders and me holding his thighs for leverage as I pound him for every ounce of pleasure he can give. As I thrust his PA is causing his cock to thrash back and forth and to stiffen. His thick cock is now bobbing back and forth slapping his stomach and my abdomen in time with our fucking rhythm. By this point he is moaning so loudly I think that hotel security may be at the suite door soon to find out just who is being murdered in our room.
I lean forward over his face and whisper to him, “Shhhhh, you will disturb the neighbors. Now give me your cum, cum for me, I want to see you cum”.
He smiles up at me from his position of subservience, “I love you” and he erupts spraying his semen over his chest and my abdomen. I let his ankles go and lay on top of him and we kiss as he recovers form his orgasm,
“Can we go to sleep now?”
“Not yet baby, let me bathe you and then put you to bed, you were magnificent tonight.”
“Awwwww, so you do care.”
“Shut up and get in the shower you walking personification of absolute homosexual bliss”.
“You haven’t used that one before, where did that come from?”
“It came to me when I was watching all of those men at the bathhouse staring at you in awe of your body, your prowess and of course your jewelry. You really do wear that PA with style and distinction.”
“Awwww, stop it or I’m going to suck you again.”
“What’s stopping you?”
After the shower things became pretty much normal hum drum and we went to bed, Mark in my arms with his head on my chest. His magnificent cock against my thigh and his leg over my leg, the perfect embrace.
The next day I again was off to work by 10:00, after all that is why I/we were here, I spent the majority of the day in meetings which were supposed to refine the means by which “we” were to win our argument. A subtlety of British law made the opposing argument tenuous at best and a losing battle in fact. Set for court in three weeks time I was confident that we were well on our way to a positive judgement and a huge payday for my firm and by extension – ME.
People who know me often ask when I’m working in England if I wear one of those silly wigs and gown to court. Generally speaking since 2007 it hasn’t been a REQUIREMENT to wear a wig, BUT if the judge before whom you will be arguing is wearing a wig, you should also. Here’s a factoid: The wig and gown is supposed to make the legal proceedings anonymous, solemn and most of all a nod to the “rich and storied history of English jurisprudence. After all we are in England, home to everything traditional and I mean with a capital “T” tradition. Factoid break over.
The days wind themselves into a week and before we know it our trip to the country and Miles and Harry’s estate is upon us. (Very British way of putting it – No?)
We pack our sundries and collect the packages with our costumes and head out to Surrey for the extended weekend. Mark hired a car, a nice comfortable estate, and off we went with Mark driving. I must say for all of his other talents and his amazing mind Mark is a wonderful driver. I could see him behind the wheel of an endless string of luxury vehicles making his passenger’s lives a joy to arrive comfortable, safe and rested. I know I would give him a big tip, Oh wait I do already give him a big tip every day. (I had to work that one in)
We arrive at Pepper Place and Miles and Harry are happy to see us as we are actually about an hour early, the A3 was not busy – for a change. We hugged and exchanged kisses while the staff took our belongings to our “usual room”. Miles and Harry poured drinks and we talked about business and when Mark would need to be getting back to the states for his work.
“Two weeks until I must return to the real world”.
“Why don’t you chuck it and settle down with this hideous two headed monster”.
I know Miles was “jesting” but this type of talk always brings up the “where are we going discussion”. I’m not uncomfortable with the discussion but it’s not my favorite one either.
Mark smiles, “I’m happy the way we are, and I think Parker is too, besides if I was under foot all of the time what would we do. There are just so many impromptu blow jobs a guy can give before it becomes old hat.”
“I’d like to try that”. Harry chimes in…
“Oh really” says Miles. “And would you want to try that anytime soon? You know for comparison’s sake?”
The room becomes very quiet and just a bit awkward, you could literally hear the ice in the drinks melting.
“Well, I for one enjoy a bit of eye candy, especially if my Mark is enjoying himself.” Mark leans in to my neck and kisses me and whispers, “I’d like to have a full swap this weekend if you and the others are up for it.”
“Really?, well I guess we will do as you would like. What say you two?”
“What say we two – what” queries Miles.
“My handsome man says he would like to mix things up this weekend, IF you two would be up for it.”
Harry jumps to his feet and says, YES! Absolutely YES! And comes and sits in my lap and begins to kiss me, shall we say passionately. Miles looks at Mark and they rise together and leave the room, hand in hand. In the distance I hear a door close and the groaning of bed springs shortly followed by Miles moaning Mark’s name loudly.
“I guess we have a Yes”
“You bet we do”, and with that Harry drops to his knees in front of me and starts to unzip and open my pants, he is on a mission for cock. Who am I to deny his a successful search? I stand and remove my pants and then my shirt and stand before him naked.
“Suck my cock – Now!”
Harry is sucking me deep and with a sloppy abandon that is both wonderful and absolutely pornographic. He could do man on man porn without any coaching, This man knew how to suck cock.
As we begin to acquire a rhythm of thrusting and sucking a servant comes into the room asking when Harry would like luncheon to be served. He looks up from my cock and asks when I would like to have lunch. I answer matter of factly, “After I have finished fucking your employer, maybe two hours shall we say?”
“Yes, Sir”
With that exchange the servant left the room with out making any other comment or any other indication that what was going on, his employer sucking a guest’s cock, was in any way out of the “norm”. I took control of Harry’s head and held him steady as I fucked his mouth to determine where his gag point was. To his credit his gag point was almost as deep as Mark’s, almost but not quite. I determine that by the end of this weekend Harry will be taking my cock all of the way into his throat and enjoy every moment. I tilt his head up by the chin and say, “there are going to be ground rules here. I want you to understand and acknowledge that I am not interested in your cock in anyway other than how MY use of it will pleasure ME. I do not care about your pleasure, If you cum you cum, the important and central focus of this weekend for you is my cock and nothing else. If I tell you to do something, like not to wear any clothes unless I say otherwise, you will do it without question. If I tell you to bend over to take my cock, you will bend over. If I tell you to suck me, even if you are otherwise occupied, you will suck my cock no matter the situation. I will be your top or Dom for this weekend. Do you understand these rules?”
“Yes”
“Yes what?”
“Yes Sir?”
“No, do you understand that I am your only focus this weekend and MY pleasure is YOUR only thought and most of all, do you agree without reservation?”
“Yes”
“Good now let’s go to your room and fuck like animals.”
As Harry stands I direct him to disrobe and remember that he is to only wear clothes if I tell him to wear clothes. “I want you to be completely available to me whenever MY mood is right.”
“Yes”
With Harry and I naked we walk through the house to his bedroom passing a maid and another servant who see two naked men on their way to have sex but say nothing. Harry opens the door for me and as he does so we are presented with the beautiful sight of Miles and Mark engaged in an absolutely artful sideways 69. If I had a camera I would have taken many pictures they looked that “perfect” laying there pleasuring one another.
I directed Harry to the foot of the bed and bent him over. As he was bent I tasted his ass for the first time, a heady mixture of bath salts, sweat, and ass. His ass was reacting to every lick of my tongue puckering and relaxing. When I probed him with my tongue he gasped in pleasure moaning, “Oh my God!”
Mark and Miles stop for a moment and watch as I continue, Mark quips, “He really has the most talented tongue”.
I stand up and say, “Thank you my love” and then slide into Harry while Mark and Miles watch.
From Miles’ next comment I’m guessing Harry’s expression upon my entry was either really good or really bad.
“Are you OK Honey?”
“Oh God YES! He’s massive and I feel so full, I feel like I’m being molded to his cock. I want to be fucked so hard!”
I take my time exploring Harry’s ass deeper and deeper until my balls are firmly between his spread ass cheeks. I look at Mark and smile as I start to withdraw and thrust again, over and over again picking up speed with each thrust and force with each thrust. I give him a double bump when I’m in deep and then all of the way out then all of the way back in and double bump again. The sound of my thighs and Harry’s ass slapping together is approaching the volume of gun shots. I feel a sweat building on the back of my neck and know I’m in my favorite zone. I can fuck and ass like this for at least an hour before I need to change the rhythm and maybe the position. My cock is telling me that this ass may be new but it is now mine. I ask Mark if it is OK for me to fully enjoy Harry’s ass. He says, “Absolutely, Miles has already marked his territory for the weekend, You mark yours.”
I pull Harry up so he is on his knees as I fuck him, displaying himself to our respective partners as they suck each other on the bed before us. Harry’s cock flops wildly as I fuck him holding him in a full Nelson as my cock pounds his prostate into submission and then IT happens, Harry erupts in a massive orgasm. He shoots 3 ropes of cum onto our partners and another 2 that fall to the bed spread. His ass spasms in orgasm as I pump him even harder and unload inside of his ass. Filling him to overflowing, I can feel my semen escaping from his ass.
I push him forward and eat his creamy ass as he squeezes all he can into my mouth. He rolls over, panting and staring up at he ceiling. I stand over him and tell him to open his mouth, which he does.
I lean in and let the collected nectars run from my mouth into his mouth, I kiss him.
“Swallow it” which he does.
Miles looks over from the comfort of Mark’s arms and says, “Wow! That was amazing to watch. How did it feel?”
Harry was still in some other place enjoying the sensations that had overwhelmed his body and mind. I took my cock in hand and slapped his face, “Answer the man.”
Harry smiled and stretched, “It was amazing, I’ve never been HAD like that before. I feel totally ‘used’ if that is a good word for it. Or maybe ‘throughly enjoyed’ might be a better choice for words.”
“Wow, You will need to make notes for the eventual switch back on Monday.”
“Oh, Don’t worry about that my body is taking notes.”
As Harry is lying there I step over him and feed him my cock, “Suck Me”, which he does immediately and I move over him and spread my ass cheeks to have him rim my ass as well. As he does I look at Miles who has a curious look. “What is wrong?”
“He usually does not do that”.
“Do you do this for HIM?”
“No”
“Well, then what would make you ever think he would do it for you if you will not do it for him?”
Mark says,”Yes, what would?”
Miles has no answer and Mark pulls him into a kiss and Miles lays on top of Mark and in-between his legs. Mark raises his legs along Miles’ body and Miles instinctively thrusts and then positions himself to enter into Mark’s beautiful anal offering. As Miles slides along Mark’s butt cleavage I hear Mark say, “Show your husband how you eat ass, I’m clean and you can experiment”.
Miles to his credit kisses Mark and slowly slides down his body suckling Mark’s nipples and his cock on the way to Mark’s beautiful spread ass. He’s tentative and unsure and obviously unwilling to eat Mark. I tell Harry to help his husband eat ass. Harry quickly moves over to Mark and Miles, he kisses Miles, “Here do this like I do”. With that Harry licks Mark from his gorgeous rosebud to the tip of his cock playing with the PA before making the return trip to Mark’s anus.
Miles kisses his husband and then repeats the process for Mark. Once done Harry repeats the motions and adds a probing tongue to the rosebud and a deep throat sucking of Mark before the return trip to his anus. Mark moans his approval of their efforts. After awhile Miles is working Mark’s ass without instruction or encouragement. He adds fingers and “wanks” Mark mercilessly inspiring an enormous geyser of semen to shoot from Mark’s gorgeous thick cock. The gobs of semen as they land on Mark’s abdomen make a soft splat sound. A satisfying and a beautiful display of a job well done.
The weekend progressed quite nicely, both Mark and I got to enjoy another man and also see each other play without any jealousy or animosity. The house party guests started to arrive early Saturday morning. At first just a few and then by the droves with the last being in the house by Saturday afternoon. Everyone was assigned to their rooms and to make the numbers match up with available rooms Mark and Miles and Harry and I moved into the same room. The room was Harry and Miles’ room at the rear of the house with a beautiful full balcony over looking the privet hedge maze I spoke of earlier. That Night, Saturday night, was the evening of the Fancy dress party. Mark and my costumes were Barrister costumes complete with wigs for effect. The true genius of the costumes was being lawyers they were topical and since they were billowing robes we could go totally naked underneath with no one none the wiser. Harry and Miles chose costumes that, in my opinion, were character costumes with Miles being a 15th century Duke and Harry his lady in waiting. I have to give Harry credit he did make a convincing woman, I can attest that his “pussy” was both delicious AND welcoming.
The rest of the guests wore costumes from the simple to the lavish and all with massive amounts of bare skin. A couple that arrived just before noon came to the party as “nudists”, which meant they simply just walked around naked, much to the viewing pleasure of all in attendance. Another guest wore a loin cloth and nothing underneath or connecting the halves of the cloth, basically two pieces of cloth that covered his cock and ass. At the slightest of breezes his cloth would flip up revealing a glimpse of cock or ass. As the wind picked up the flipping cloth revealed his cock growing steadily firmer, more insistent that it be acknowledged, admired, touched and ultimately enjoyed.
A very tall man possibly 6’10” or so, I’m guessing based on my height of 6’1″ he was a full head taller than myself, he was wearing Chaps and nothing else. He had a magnificent cock and a tight ass. The kind of ass that you could bounce a quarter off of it was so tight and firm. I was speaking to him (Walker) about his line of business and he simply stated, “I’m in the breeding business”. I quipped, “With a glorious cock like that I bet you are, have you bred anyone here yet?”
“No, not yet, are you volunteering?”
“Well, I’m a top, so I don’t think I’ll be serviced by you this weekend, but you never know maybe the mood will strike me. You never know how these affairs will work out”.
While we are speaking another guest (Simon) walks up and circles Walker caressing his chest and shoulders. On his second trip around he dropped his attention to Walker’s cock and ass. He came to a stop in front go Walker and simply dropped to his knees and started to suck Walker’s cock. Walker’s cock grew to truly impressive proportions, roughly 11″ and thick as my wrist. His head was a massive purple plumb size knob that was truly a work of art, God when he was working on Walker must have said, “Let’s make this one ‘exceptional” it was truly that large, that beautiful and awe inspiring. Walker did not miss a beat and simply took the man’s head in his huge hands and started to face fuck him. At 11″ he had no hope to get the whole thing down his throat, but he was trying, man was he trying.
Walker looked at me, “Excuse me, I need to take care of something”.
With that he lifted the guy off his feet and carried him into the solarium and bent him over a Ratan chaise, he checked his ass for proper lubrication and then kicked his legs apart, fingered his hole and them pressed his cock into the guy with one long slow thrust. It was a mesmerizing sight watching inch after inch disappearing into that tight ass. Then there was the sound, the long low moan and hissing as the guy struggled to accommodate the massive cock invading him. Then it started, Walker started to fuck Simon. It was like watching a water flowing from a jug, it pours slow at first then faster and faster, building to a crescendo culminating in the final flood of water. Such was the fucking Walker was unleashing upon Simon’s ass at the moment. A small group gathered to watch the display of sexual prowess and endurance. After what seemed like and hour Walker was fully seated between Simon’s ass cheeks and he was very proud of his accomplishment. Slapping Simon’s ass he complimented Simon on his skill at taking cock. As he continued to fuck Simon he said, “I’m going to fuck you every chance I get this weekend, It’s not a common occurrence to find a hole that can take my cock so effortlessly. You have a miraculous pussy and I want to enjoy it again and again.”
Simon broke his concentration looking at us standing around watching the spectacle. “Oh my GOD! This cock is nothing short of life changing, My ass will never be the same… and I’m very happy about that”. Walker slaps his ass hard, almost as hard as I slap a good ass I’m fucking, announcing, ” Everyone, This is my ass for the rest of the weekend, so hands off.”
With that Walker withdraws, picks up Simon and carries him away, presumably to his room where we could hear the intermittent bed creaking and the moaning signifying that Walker was indeed involved in the breeding business.
Miles, Harry, Mark and myself called to the remaining guests and asked them to gather in the lounge. In the lounge we announce that the Fancy dress part of the weekend is over, 65 minutes after it started, and that from this point forward we were clothing optional. Our focus will be to empty the “fantasy bowl”. The fantasy bowl is a bowl into which guests put slips of paper with fantasies or sexual challenges to be drawn out and enacted. With 30 people there should have been 30 fantasies, but looking at the bowl there were obviously many many more fantasies than just 30, possibly as many as 100. The bowl represented a challenge to the sexuality of every man in attendance. I simply had to be the first to pull a slip, I’m a lawyer, I’m aggressive that way.
The slip is nothing illegal, but it used to be in many countries for many years, a cock sucking daisy chain with all in attendance participating. (If you have never been in one of these chains it’s really simple everyone sucks the cock of another guy and he does the same until everyone is sucking cock with the last person sucking the cock of the first person – my personal favorite) Since my man for the weekend was Harry I pull him to the floor and suck his cock, Harry sucks Mark’s cock and Mark sucks Miles’ cock… etc and the rest of the guests join in where ever they can lend a … mouth. It takes about an hour for the cycle to be completed and the last load swapped. All in all a very successful game, thus far. The next slip was pulled by Harry and it was a simple challenge, masturbate for everyone to see. It was like a public jerk off but not really as everyone was expecting it and was cheering on the masturbator.
This “game” went on for hours and hours finally ending at 3 in the morning with many limp dicks and several sore asses, but, every one of them were happy about it.
The next morning breakfast was served in the dining room around a big table and several smaller satellite tables nestled in the room. Apparently last evening Miles and Mark had pulled a slip which indicated that they were to have anal intercourse on the dining table while everyone ate a meal and watched. I know from experience that this is a huge turn on for Mark as he’s a closet exhibitionist. The part that was the surprise for me was Mark as topping Miles and doing it with great skill and abandon. He obviously had stolen some of my very best and most pleasurable moves, but he was throwing cock like a major league pitcher and Miles was catching that thick cock of Mark’s like he had been doing it for his entire adult life.
When Mark was ready to cum he slid to my place on the table and offered me his cock to finish. I know from experience that it is bad manners to refuse to eat when “food” is so kindly offered, so I took him in my mouth and finished him. His load wasn’t as big as what I would consider normal, but it was every bit as tasty and filling as the offerings I have come to enjoy OFTEN when we are in the States at home. Mark lays on the table at my place with legs splayed on either side of me, feet on the arms of the chair. I love this man and as a result my cock was solid, ready and needy. My favorite port in a storm was on the table before me still gaped form his and Miles’ activities this morning. I stand and enter Mark forcefully and with great enjoyment start to fuck this man passionately. After about 20-25 minutes of this, and shaking the dishes and glasses off the table, I fill him with my first load of the day. Spent, I sit back down and am again presented with Mark’s gorgeous ass right at my face level. I treat him like my favorite desert and eat him out savoring the sweet taste of my creamy nectar from his freshly fucked ass.
At the other end of the table Miles has Harry bent over the table and is eating his ass like a true ass slut. He has obviously taken the “lessons” from Mark to heart and has become quite the accomplished, “Anailingus” performer. The rest of the weekend is pretty much a blur of cock and ass punctuated by periods of unconsciousness and orgasmic bliss. By the end of the weekend Mark, Miles, Harry and myself were interchangeable as sex partners. We each had the others many times and enjoyed being had by each equally. I even willingly bottomed for all three, enjoying the feeling of letting go and letting the top do the work and please me for a change. Don’t get me wrong, I adore topping, especially Mark, but bottoming wasn’t too bad. Makes me want to explore Mark’s budding and dark dominant persona. (That is another story for another time)
Before we know it the weekend is over and we must start back to the city for a return to what is called “reality”. On the drive back I play with Mark’s cock and even suck him whilst he drives the A3. We pulled into a lay by for a rest and I fucked him for 45 minutes before a truck came past blowing it’s horn. I honestly did not think we were visible from the roadway.
Back at the Hotel we go to our room and happen to share the lift with the couple from the adjacent suite. The woman recognizes us and whispers to her husband. I can’t hear the entirety of what was said but it was something along the lines of,”Those are the guys from the other room”. I excuse myself, and introduce both Mark and myself and ask if there is something I might help them with or answer a question they might have. The wife introduces herself and her husband to Mark and I, they are Jack and Dyanne from Kokomo Indiana. The husband looks mortified and quite honestly afraid as both Mark and myself are not small men. I’m 6’1″, 185 and Mark is 6’3″ 190-200 depending upon his stress level.
“No, nothing but thank you for asking”.
“Well I sure do have questions” the woman chimes in, who is the girl in your relationship?”
I burst out laughing as does Mark, her husband also chuckles but in a very subdued please don’t hurt me manner.
“Well my dear that is really none of your business, but if you must know normally it is Mark but for the last 4 days It has been me on and off”.
She’s an inquisitive little thing and looks at me like a dog looks at TV, “Off of what and On what?”
“Cock of course, did you have any doubt? I’ve watched you watching us have sex in our suite several times now. Did you learn anything?”
At this time the lift reached our floor and the doors open and we all exit the lift and are in the lift vestibule. We are standing mere feet apart and our conversation is hushed but clear. The woman and her husband are next to one another as are Mark and myself. To any passers by we are simply speaking about the amenities of the hotel or a good place to dine. Little do they know or suspect.
“I can tell you boy have I, I never knew men could have such stamina. It’s been my experience with the ‘minute man’ here that he’s in and out in 60 seconds and asleep it 120 seconds. How do you guys do it? You know keep going for so long.”
” I would guess that it is a factor of desire and need to please one’s partner, the two must be balanced or at least one of you are going to be very disappointed. I’m guessing we know which is which now”.
“What would you suggest to … You know to help him?”
“Dear, I’m standing right here, so please do not speak about me like I’m not. Besides YOU have never complained before.”
“Well, I also haven’t complained about you masturbating in the shower every night and not giving me what I need, what I really need, a good old fashioned fucking.”
Mark what do you think? Are these two lovely people the type of ‘clientele’ we would like to TAKE ON? And if so under what scale?””Pro BONO maybe?”
Mark looks at me puzzled and I wink and nod at the husband and ask again, “Should we take on these two on as clients?”
Mark smiles and nods and obviously has taken up the thread, “I can say unequivocally we can help them but, like so many clients, the level of their success is directly tied to their unwavering commitment to following direction no matter how outlandish it may seem. They must believe and understand that ‘we’ know better of all the how’s and the why’s of any situation.”
“Do you think they are able to commit to something like that?”
“I’m not sure Mark, maybe we should put it to them.”
“We have reason to question your commitment, If you do want our help you will need to stop thinking you have the answers and that we are right. After all ‘we’ don’t have any issues, so we must be doing things right – understand. Will you put yourselves in our hands to guide?”
The woman and the husband turn to one another and speak in hushed tones close together. He is gesticulating in an animated manner as is she. Finally she puts her head on his chest and sobs softly, he wraps his arms around her and looks up at us and says, “We are willing to do anything… to help save our relationship…please”.
Mark and I separate the couple and speak to them individually asking the same questions we would ask in a divorce suit and comfort them both and assure them they have made the right decision. “We will help”.
Mark and I follow them to their suite where we all sit in their lounge area and ask the usual questions about their usual evening routines and how they unfold. We listen as they recount the small talk and the going to separate rooms to change into bed time clothing before they get in bed. They ‘always’ watch TV and fall asleep while watching the TV.
“OK, I think we both understand your collective rituals so let’s actually see you go through them”. With that they get up and go to their separate ‘dressing areas’ and change clothes and then ‘re-convene’ in the mutual bed room.
“That was vanilla enough, that’s for sure.” Looking at Mark I tell him he has my permission to shoot me IF I ever become this complacent about our relationship. Smiling he agrees, I think he agrees too quickly and too gleefully, but that is another issue.
“Very well you two, go and get dressed again”
They do as told and get dressed again and return to the lounge area. “OK you two do it again but do it together”.
“I’m not sure what you mean”.
“Take your clothes off together, watch each other strip, strip for your partner. Arouse them, do not just let them be piece of furniture or a ‘blob’ in the room, SEDUCE them”.
They go through their “process” and it is utterly pathetic. He literally regards her body as though he were a Gay man, yes she has nice shapes of her “bits and pieces” but he does not care to celebrate them, enjoy them, or revel in them and experience them with passion.
“Are you two utterly without a soul? Did you get married to be observers or lovers?”
“Lovers, of course”.
“Very well then show us how you are lovers”.
They “try” again and again it was pathetic.
I look at Mark, “are you tired”?
“Actually quite tired, I love you”.
“I know” and with that Mark moves to me and puts his arms around me and kisses my neck. I lean into him and enjoy the embrace. We turn and embrace fully with our bodies in full contact and kiss again, but this time deeper more passionately. I push off Mark’s jacket and let it fall to the floor allowing my hands to roam his body. He does the same for me but continues and proceeds to undress me in front of our “students”.
Mark drops to his knees as I step out of my shoes and socks and Mark removes my pants. He’s kneeling before me with my stiffening cock inches away from his face. He leans in and allows my cock to caress his face. He looks up at me and slightly opens his mouth as my cock finds its way to his lips. He kisses at first then opens his mouth fully and takes my cock into his mouth. I revel in the sensation of his warmth and his mouth and tongue exploring me in this most intimate way. I tilt my head back and take in a deep breath and release a moan of appreciation. Mark slides his hands up my thighs to my bottom and firmly takes a globe in each hand caressing, squeezing, kneading me as he pulls me into his mouth further. I can’t help but thrust my hips forward trying to receive more pleasure. My hands travel to this head gently holding him as I rhythmically thrust into his mouth trying to satisfy my NEED. He slips one of his hands around my body and moves it to my balls, aching to be released he takes them in his hands and massages them as only he knows I like. I look down at this man and tell him how much I want him right now, no how much I NEED him right now. “I want to have you – NOW!”
Mark stands and helps me undress him and in moments we are lying on the couch in our young couple’s lounge. I on top of Mark passionately embracing, kissing, touching, tasting, devouring each other. I roll off of him and kneel on the floor beside the couch and suck Mark’s perfect cock, so thick, so … perfect. He thrusts into my mouth with pent up need. We disregard that we were in another hotel suite, we claimed this time and place as “ours” and we were going to live in this time and place. Mark rolled and presented his glorious ass to me and I in my NEED immediately drove my tongue into my man as deeply as possible. I tasted him like it was the first time all over again. His scent was intoxicating and I could not get enough I had to have more. Deeply probing I taste the familiar taste of my own semen still lingering in my lover’s body. I hum in appreciation and move to kiss Mark’s mouth to share the morsel I have found. We kiss and Mark only utters one word, “Please”.
I move behind him and position myself at the entrance to my lover’s pleasure palace and I enter him in one deep but steady thrust. Mark moans loudly as I bottom out inside of him and gently thrust small thrusts of appreciation. He moans again and in a more imploring tone begs me again, “Please”. And with that I begin the deep steady thrusting motions I have come to enjoy so very much. But I wanted more, I wanted more pleasure, more sensation, more tightness, I wanted more of Mark and I had to have him, I had to fuck my partner. I wanted to show him exactly how much I appreciate him in every way, I want to show him that no matter how many times I might be inside of him it will never be enough. I start to fuck Mark like the savage animal I am, pounding him on that couch in front of this private audience without regard to decorum, I needed to find release. After 40 minutes of this wonderful consistent expression of sexual attraction and heartfelt love I erupted deep inside of Mark. He roared as my semen found its new home in his bowels and begging me to keep going. Lovingly I continues to pound my lover until he also found release in our passion spurting several ropes of his thick and luxurious semen across the couch cushions. Spent he collapsed under me as I slowly went from pounding him to lovingly using my cock to massage his most intimate inner reassess.
“Holy shit, I have never seen anything so …. I don’t have words for it”.
Jack and Dyanne looked on as if this was a master class in what it is to love someone fully. My cock receding slips from Mark’s beautiful anus accompanied by the customary flood of my rich offering. I kiss Mark and move to his round bottom and lick him clean of my semen, driving deeply to get as much as I can and then sharing it with Mark.
Laying together on the couch we came back to our senses as we caress one another’s bodies for the viewing pleasure of our de-facto hosts.
“So, what did you learn from our “demonstration?”
The wife, Dyanne, quips “I think I need a gay man to give me the fuck of my life, THAT was freaking amazing!”
“How about a straight man you already have?”
“It’s not about hurt ego and unfulfilled needs, it IS about knowing how to please and pleasure your partner. Dyanne do you like to be pleasured orally, do you enjoy cunnilingus?”
“Hell, yes I love it but I get it so rarely It’s like drop in the bucket of a swimming pool of NEED.”
“An apt description. Jack why do you not like to go down on your wife’s pussy? Is it mis-shapened or Mal-formed or bad tasting, or bad smelling or something else? What is it about her pussy you don’t like?”
“It’s not that I don’t like her pussy, its actually very pretty, its just when she cums she pees or squirts in my face and I don’t really like it”
Mark sits up, as do I, “So let me get this right, this woman has orgasm intense enough that they cause her to lose control and squirt and you find that distasteful?”
“That is a mis-statement of what I meant, you are twisting my words. I like eating it, I just don’t like it when she cums and squirts on me – its so – nasty”.
At this point I chime in in an incredulous tone, “Nasty – how can you be serious? Every thing about her body should enthrall you and be the stuff you masturbate over when she is not available. I know it’s that way when I think about this amazing man here.” I place my hand on Mark’s thigh and caress him up and down with my hand coming to rest on his cock.
“I want him so much that I do not care if anyone sees, or where we are or if others think that our acts of love are ‘disgusting’. Right now I want to suck his cock again and get him hard so we can have sex again. His warmth sitting next to me here is making my cock stiffen, just look”.
And true to my word my cock was again at full staff visibly bobbing with my heartbeat, a small bead of pre-cum at the tip. Mark smiles and dips his head and licks me giving me pleasure and affording him a taste of my nectar I so very much want to share with him, again.
“You should be hard every moment you are in the room with her, any room and at any time”.
Jack looks down, “I don’t know if I can do that.”
“You both said you wanted our help – right?”
“Yes”.
“OK, you will do anything we tell you to do – correct?”
“Yes”.
“Stand up and face each other by the windows, do not say a word, do not make any faces, do not close your eyes, do not withhold yourself in anyway from what we tell you to do – understood?”
“Yes”
With that Jack and Dyanne stood by the window and just looked at one another. The were framed by the glow of the city lights below just looking at one another.
I speak with Mark in low tones and ask, “Do you think we could use them like marionettes and direct their sexual energy?”
“I’m pretty sure we could, they are that desperate, maybe just months away form separation and divorce. It’s worth a try AND it would be fun. We should make this party game at some point.”
“I like the way you think.”
“Maybe that is why you love me so much – right?”
“I didn’t say that” “Yes you did and I love you too.”
“OK, lets get this going – and good luck.”
Mark stands behind Dyanne and I stand behind Jack. We fix their gaze upon one another and then start to undress them. Shoes and socks for Jack and hose for Dyanne. We move to their shirts and blouses and have them both bare chested in moments. Dyanne’s nipples are rock hard, firm and protruding proudly, her areole are puckered and stand up from her breasts making a marvelous display. Jack is breathing heavily with a red flush to his skin signifying his arousal. They both utter low moans at being exposed by ‘strangers’, in actuality being USED by these strangers. Next to go are their lower body garments, Jack is easy just trousers and underwear and he is naked. Dyanne steps out of her skirt and underwear and she too is naked. Her nipples get even harder, if that was even possible, and she has a full body blush.
“Look at your mates, aren’t they beautiful to behold?”
I am behind Jack and Mark is behind Dyanne. I caress Jack’s neck and sides and chest from behind. Jack sighs loudly and I can actually feel him shaking. His cock rises to it highest potential and stands proudly erect at 5″, his foreskin has retracted exposing a beautiful mushroom head glistening with pre-cum, it throbs and bounces with each heartbeat. I take his cock in my hand from behind slowly stroking it and holding it so it points directly toward his wife. “Look how his body wants to enjoy you. See this cock so ready to explore your depths and look at this wetness ready to lubricate you so he can penetrate you deeply, forcefully. Look how out of breath he is, see his shivering” he NEEDS to have you. This is HIS need for YOU.”
Dyanne intently watches as her husband is handled, manipulated, pleasured for her viewing pleasure. She bites her lip in anticipation. You can smell her arousal you can see her hips move in the rapture of her need to be filled with the cock she sees before her. Her breathing has quickened as has her heartbeat,. Now at a fever pitch she is actually leaking, her wetness is flowing down her thigh, she is like and animal in heat, she NEEDS to be bred.
As I continue to slowly stroke Jack’s cock from behind and Mark caresses her breasts taking time to pinch and manipulate each nipple to a beautiful rosy hue. He parts the shapely globes of her ass and inserts a finger into her very wet and dripping pussy. She is overcome by the sensation and her legs give out slightly as Mark’s fingers penetrate her. She emits a muffled cry of pleasure as she leans forward to permit greater access to he needy body. Mark stops his manipulation of her body and he and I press them both forward, reminding them that they are not to touch unless we allow they to do so. They stand face to face breathing heavily and enjoying the image before them. I push Jack to his knees before her, “Pleasure her, lick her pussy and tell her how beautiful her body is and how good she tastes.”
Jack obeys and leans in to his wife sniffing her womanhood he closes his eyes as he sticks out his tongue. She braces herself for contact and gasps as Jack’s tongue parts her labia. Jack moans as he tastes her nectar almost like it was the first time. By this point Mark is supporting Dyanne from behind with his hands under her arms.
“I want my tits sucked, suck my tits.”
Jack tries to get up but I keep a hand on his shoulder to keep him at his amorous task, eating pussy. He continues to eat her and she becomes even more vocal telling him what feels the best and where to go next. Then without warning she lifts her leg and puts it over Jack’s shoulder and demands, “Eat me deep, tongue fuck me – NOW!”.
Jack complies and eats her even deeper and with renewed vigor, his cock is still hard and throbbing like he is receiving electrical shocks to his balls. (I know a little something about e-stim on your balls, it’s amazing)
Then it happens, Dyanne violently thrusts her pelvis forward almost knocking Jack off his knees, she wails, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming – PLEASE don’t stop!”
She spasms and a flood of her nectar hits Jack full in the mouth and face. Jack to his credit did not stop, he kept eating that pussy like is was the most nourishing thing on earth. He ate her through the orgasm and continued until she orgasmed again less than 2 minutes later. She went limp in Mark’s arms and he layed her down on the couch with her legs splayed open, an invitation to additional pleasure. Jack returned to her body and kept eating her for another 45 minutes in which she came an additional 4 times. As Jack kept eating her she was visibly spasming to the point of being out of control, She finally pushed Jack away as she was panting like a dog on a hot day. Her pussy was swollen and sodden with her own wetness and Jack’s saliva. If we were putting pictures in a dictionary her pussy would be the image for satisfied wet pussy.
She lay on the couch panting and Jack stood over her his cock throbbing. You could see he wanted to fuck her like a cheap whore, he wanted to use her body.
He started to go to her to take his pleasure but I held him back.
“It’s her turn to pleasure you…”
Dyanne looked up from the couch and slid to her knees and started sucking Jack’s cock. Mark knelt next to her reminding her she was giving pleasure and not orgasms. “Make him beg you to allow him to cum. Use your mouth only to keep his cock hard, enjoy his balls and explore his taint and his anus. Men enjoy their anus to be pleasured.”
She was doing a good job of sucking but was too intent on making Jack cum to actually prolong his pleasure. Mark to his credit was losing his patience, after 5 minutes of her not listening he pulled her off Jack. “Watch..”
Mark took Jack’s cocking his mouth letting it rest all of the way inside of his mouth. Mark was looking up at Jack and I as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive head. He popped the cock out of his mouth and licked him from taint to cock head over and over again. “Now you…”
Dyanne took Jack back into her mouth and mimicked Mark’s technique, much to the joy of her husband. Jack was moaning loudly how incredible it felt to have her pleasure him like “this”. Jack started to thrust his hips trying to get additional stimulation to send himself over the top. I held his hips and reminded him SHE was servicing HIM now, let her do the work.
Mark stepped back in and showed Dyanne how to massage her husband’s cock, balls and how to use her fingers to stimulate his prostate. Again Mark had her resume her pleasuring of her husband with the added techniques. Jack lost all control of his legs and nearly fell to the floor only to be caught by me before that happened. I sat him down on the couch and lifted his legs in order to give Dyanne the fullest access to her husband as possible. Mark left his position observing her actions and he joined me as we each held her husband’s legs high and apart for her to enjoy the teasing pleasure she was giving him. To her credit she took the next step without any direction and used her tongue on his anus and tongue fucked him for a good 5 minutes before returning to his cock and balls.
By this point Jack was out of his mind with need to cum, shouting if he wasn’t allowed to cum he was going to die. (We all have heard that one before, it rarely if ever actually is true.)
Dyanne buries 3 fingers into her husband’s ass and sucks his cock until he cums so hard that he loses consciousness for a few moments.
As he is coming to, Dyanne lays on him and they kiss passionately. Jack begs for more and she says, “Later big boy you can have all you can handle”.
She stands and gives both Mark and I a very warm hug,”Thank you so much for this… gift – It means so much to us.”
As she is finishing her sentence she notices that the shades are not drawn. “Oh My GOD! We were fucking with the windows open?
“Well, It depends on how you look at, they were never closed.”
Jack looks up from the couch and says, “Honey I don’t care, get back down here and ride my cock I want to cum again.”
Dyanne, being a dutiful wife, straddled her husband and fucked him like she was riding a bucking bronco. And that is exactly how we left them fucking on the couch.
We gathered up our clothes and went to our room just around the corner. (Yes we were naked in the hallway) once we got into the suite we just dropped our clothes and stood by the window and made love. I adore looking out at the city over Mark’s shoulders as I enjoy his tight firm bottom from behind. I love the way his cock sways back and forth as I fuck him. I love the way it slaps his abdomen when I’m fucking him particularly hard, such the turn on. Mark asks if I would mind if he could enjoy me as he has wanted to be closer since we left Surrey. I kiss him and bend over the couch back for him. He drops to his knees and eats my ass making me exceptionally wet. He stands and simply enters me in one passionate and hard thrust. The pleasure is intense as he pounds me deep and hard right on my prostate. My cock leaks copious amounts of seminal fluid painting the back of the couch with line after line of “art” courtesy of my handsome Mark. He is obviously reeling in the sensation of fucking his “husband” and as he approaches his orgasm he leans over my back, kisses my neck and asks me to marry him. “Cum first then we will talk”.
After he cums he continues to thrust enjoying my ass. Reaching around he takes my cock in his hand and asks again. “I want this cock forever, will you marry me?”
“Tomorrow, let’s shower and go to bed”.
That night in bed was a wonderful and pleasurable experience. Our bodies melted together several times before we were too exhausted to continue the effort. We slept as we normally sleep – naked, Mark nestled into my arms and my cock against the small of his back. The next morning we awaken together as my cock stiffens arousing Mark… the best kind of alarm clock if you ask me – an “Alarm cock”. (Had to use that one)
I kiss Mark and we face one another, “Well – what’s your answer?”
“I am not opposed to the idea, BUT I refuse to become a cliche’ of two flirting fairies in a house with a thousand cats or dogs. Can you promise me that will never happen, Also can you promise me that we will keep our love life arrangement?”
Mark looks at me and asks, “Is the ability to fuck anyone you want THAT important to you that you would jeapordize what we already have?”
“I might point out what we already have is the ability to fuck anyone we want, In fact I seem to remember that thought/proposal was YOUR idea.”
“Don’t lawyer me, I know full well who said what first, after all it was I who picked you up on a flight from LA to Atlanta 8 years ago. I’m just saying I want to make the relationship MORE than just the one week a month we have been pursuing these many years.”
“So you want to marry me to make sure that at the end of the evening I always come home with you?”
“Yes.”
“OK, that is not a problem, When and where?”
We talked about a wide variety of options and finally settled upon at the farm in Georgia in the fall. With the “feelies” settled we resumed our normal day to day life. Mark went back to the States about a week later and I followed a month later after our litigation wrapped up. The details surrounding the wedding are mundane with the possible exception Mark could not stop crying. Weird reaction from a Federal judge, but understandable. Mark is considering retirement from the bench and I am as busy as always. I’m no longer the “SGG” in the firm (Single Gay Guy) which means I am not the 100% certain guy to go to for the hard and lengthy overseas cases. BUT, I am the GGB (Gay Guy Boss) in the office and am now considering semi-retirement at Mark’s request – considering…
The next few years will tell the tale of how this all will work out, but, for now it’s just the way “we” like it.