Buttplugs and Bumblebees By Jetlag
It's amazing sometimes how the most seemingly innocent events can end up changing our lives forever. This is a story about how my life was radically altered by a bumblebee. First of all let me tell you a little about myself. I'm about 6'2", 185# (mostly hard muscle thanks to an excellent home gym), brown hair and eyes, and packing a nice 8" package that my wife (yes I'm happily married, no kids) just loves. A word about my wife and our marriage, my wife Jill was (and still is) a nymphomaniac whom I married for the fantastic sex, and neither of us ever expects to have children or be faithful. She and I both often engage in affairs with others and in fact get off on sharing them with each other. Our mutual kinkyness has led to many wild times had by both of us. But as open as our relationship is, I never had the guts to let her know about my deepest fantasy: to be fucked by another man.
One weekend my wife was heading to Florida to visit her parents (and also see one of her old highschool fuckbuddies whom she claimed had an enormous cock). Walking out the door Thursday afternoon for the airport, Jill gave me a kiss and told me to enjoy myself over the weekend with a wink, clearly thinking that I would be enjoying some company myself. But actually I had already taken Friday off from work and really just wanted to relax at home by the pool. We live out in the country, and as it was mid-Spring and I had yet to get any good sun on my buns, I was planning on doing a little nude sunbathing. Friday morning came, and after sleeping in a little I made me a tall glass of tea a walked out naked to the pool and laid out. The sun felt fantastic on my naked bod, and the day was already warm. Our house is made of western cedar and one of the problems we've had has been with bumblebees who like to burrow into the soft wood for their homes. Today they were buzzing around actively. I rolled over to give my backside a turn at the gorgeous sun, and began to daydream (about sex of course, as I always do when I'm naked outdoors). The gorgeous day and my erotic thoughts had given me a massive hardon that was leaking a little under my tight belly. I knew I'd need to be taking care of it in a while but it felt so good that I just wanted to prolong it awhile, I made it a little harder by spreading my legs wide and letting the warm breeze caress my sweaty ass and balls. The bumblebees meanwhile were going about their business and one was buzzing around my spread ass. But in my experience, the best thing to do with bees is just ignore them and they'll go away, and besides bumblebees rarely sting anyway. Just about the time I looked back at the bumblebee buzzing my ass, the bee did a loop to loop in the air and made a beeline into to my widespread asscheeks!!!! Needless to say I must have done a 3 foot vertical leap straight up in the air, the bee is buzzing frantically trying to extricate itself from my hairy ass crack, and I finally get on my feet and spread my cheeks to let the frantic thing lose. The whole incident couldn't have taken more than a second or two, but in that second my heart rate had exploded. While my first thought was relief that I'd not been stung on the asshole (and avoided some interesting ER explanations), my second thought was on my throbbing cock and the lingering buzzing sensations I could still feel in my asscrack. I suddenly found myself more aroused than ever in my life, and that arousal not only centered on my cock (as usual) but on my tingling hole. Before I thought better of it, I raced into the house to my wife's sex toy drawer. To make a long story short, with the help of a little astroglide I soon had one, then two, then three of my fingers buried in my ass while I stroked my cock full speed. I stopped briefly to lube an average 6" inch vibrator up. I held the vibrator upright on the floor with one hand and plunged my virgin ass down on it, while with the other hand I furiously stroked my cock. Within a few bounces I came with the most explosive force of my life, not one but two spurts shot straight up into my face, one caught on a few strands of my hair and hung down in front of my eyes and the other blasted me in the chin, the rest sprayed on my chest and stomach or ran down the sides of my spent cock. I fell back onto the floor with the vibrator still buried in my ass to enjoy the aftermath of my best orgasm ever. The jism in my hair and on my chin ran down the side of my face and I reached to scoop it up and lick it from my fingers, it was a taste I'd always enjoyed. As I continued to lay there and bring the rest of my load to my lips I began to think that I had to experience more of what had just happened and that this was going to be one wild weekend. I knew just who to call to help me out!!!
I'm fairly highly placed in the corporation that I work for and in my position I had come to know about two homosexual men who worked for me. I had found out about them through the corporate grapevine, but I had already known them for several months. They had first attracted my attention because they are the two best looking guys in the office (me being the distant third), and because they had always been very friendly to me. Steve and Jeff are their names and are they ever built. I'd mostly looked them over in the locker room just to check out the competition before I knew they were gay. Steve is a dark, swarthy , Italian looking guy with excellent muscle definition buried under thick dark body hair . Jeff on the other hand has almost all-American good looks, with brown hair, an olympic gymnast body, lite body hair on his legs, a little thin trail that leads from his crotch to his navel, but is otherwise hairless. Both had pretty thick tools hanging between their legs soft, so I new they were no slouches there. I guess you can tell I checked them out pretty well, and I now admit to myself it was because making it with them had always been a deeply hidden secret. Since I'd learned of them being gay, I'd gotten to know them even better and they'd told me about their sexual preferences. I of course played the very liberal minded straight guy and told them I really didn't mind. Since then we've been tight and they make lots of jokes about "breaking my ass in" and "turning me on to being gay", all in a joking manner of course. Still laying on the floor with my wifes vibrator in my ass (I realized then that I'd never even turned it on!), I reached for the phone on the nightstand. It was getting to be about the time that Steve and Jeff would be leaving the office and I wanted to catch them. I got Steve on the first ring. He said "hey boss, what you got going on for the weekend?". I told him straight out "I've got one of my wifes dildoes planted in my ass right now, and if you and Jeff want to come good on your offers to break my ass in you better get over here now!". At first Steve didn't believe me and I heard him tell Jeff what I had said laughingly. I told him again and I think the tone of my voice let him know I was serious. In a low throaty voice Steve said "if you really mean it keep it up your ass and meet us at the door with it still there, and don't under any circumstances jack off, we'll take care of your cock and ass both". I told him to hurry to my place and hung up.
I knew at this time of day it would take Steve and Jeff at least an hour to get to my place, and as I got up off the floor, I began to worry if I could follow Steve's instructions and keep the vibrator in place that long. I solved the problem by putting on a speedo swimsuit which kept the vibrator firmly planted up my butt. That hour felt like the longest of my life and the urge to pleasure myself again was overwhelming but I didn't know what Steve would do if I disobeyed his instructions. Finally, they pulled up into the drive and knocked on the door. I answered it in my speedo and I could tell by the look on Steve's face that he was dissapointed to find me dressed (even so skimpily), and was preparing to berate me for teasing them. I turned a little so he could see the bulge of the dildo in my ass and his frown turned into a sly smile. They both said hello very sexily, and Steve grabbed the waistband of my suit and pulled me to him for one of the hottest kisses of my life. Jeff moved behind me and began to lick and kiss my neck, suddenly he thrust his hips into the end of the dildo in my suit and caused me to gasp from surprise. Jeff wispered in my ear "your gonna grunt a lot louder when its my fat cock pushing into your ass.". My heart rate was already high but it instantly skyrocketted. I began to wonder if maybe I'd bitten off more than I could chew , but the hard poles I could feel in their pants and there hands, mouths and tongues all over my body quenched any second thoughts. I knew then I'd do anything they wanted for the rest of the weekend, and probably the rest of my life to feel the pleasure I did right then.
Steve immediately took charge of the situation by grabbing a handful of my turgid cock and balls and squeezing enough to cause me a little pain. He said, "The first thing you want to do boss is unzip my pants and put my cock in your mouth while me and Jeff let you know the rules your gonna follow this weekend". I couldn't get to my knees fast enough. Steve took off his jacket while I fumbled with his belt, Jeff meanwhile knelt behind me a pulled the back of my speedo down past the end of the vibrator sticking out of my butt and began to twist and turn it in my ass. I got Steve's pants to his knees and his cock, easily over 8 inches and thick as my wrist, was already poking out the fly of his silk boxers. The head was already glistening with precum and his hairy crotch smelled sweaty from being couped up in pants all day at the office. Steve pulled my mouth onto his cock and started listing his rules, "The first rule you need to remember is not to do anything without me or Jeff telling you to. Second rule, any come that comes out of our cocks that's not already in one of your holes you lick up, we like our cocks clean. Third, we're gonna fuck you raw and if you don't want to taste you own shit, you'd best wash our cocks after every trip up your shute." By now, Steve was fucking my mouth, using his hands to pull my head back and forth on his rod. I could only get a few inches in my mouth, not because it was so long but because it got too fat in the middle. It must have been enough because Steve stopped spouting rules and started to concentrate on what he was feeling, I knew he was close to coming. Jeff was still working the plastic dick in, out, and around in my ass and I felt my own orgasm approaching even though my dick had not been touched. Steve pulled all but his cockhead out of my mouth and began to let loose. His spurts rocketted to the back of my throat, and I struggled to gulp it all down (I didn't want to miss any and have to lick it off the floor). I managed to keep it all in my mouth, and about that time Jeff hit the on switch to the vibrator. The pleasure was intense and I felt another orgasm start from my ass and move to my cock, I blasted my load into the pouch of my speedos. I didn't get any time to recover though as Jeff had yet to have cum. Jeff grabbed the back of my head and stood me up. He leaned over and spoke in my ear "now I'm gonna fuck your ass hard". Steve reached down and pulled off my come soaked speedos then Jeff led me over to our overstuffed living room couch. Jeff told me to bend over the large arm at one end of the sofa, and I obediently did so. Steve moved around to my face and told me, "remember rule 2, that goes for your cum too" and stuffed my soiled swimsuit in my mouth. Jeff pulled the buzzing vibrator out of my ass and tossed it aside. I'd caught a glimpse of his cock, it was about 7" long but every bit as thick as Steve's. I felt the spongy head seperated my ass cheeks and rest on my hole. With one thrust, Jeff plunged his cock balls deep up my ass. I grunted so hard I blew my speedo out of my mouth into Steve's lap. Steve chuckled and commented that I'd learn to take pain a little better in the future. Jeff started fucking me with regular rhythm , slow strokes out and fast strokes in. Steve turned facing me, lay back on the couch , pulled his hairy thighs up and slid his crotch into my face. Jeff kept his rhythmic pounding of my ass, but grabbed my head and pushed it into Steve's asscrack and told me to tongue it good. My cock was as hard as granite and getting a workout from the fabric of my sofa. After a few minutes, Jeff began to go wild, fucking my ass as fast as his muscular body could pump. Each thrust worked my tongue deeper in Steve's asshole, and brought me closer to my second explosion in ten minutes. Jeff started groaning "I'm gonna shoot, I'm gonna shoot in your ass", and with a series of strokes timed with his orgasm he pumped my ass full of his cream. The feeling of his burning jism in my rectum was enough to send me over the edge, and I pumped a load on the arm of my sofa and my belly. Steve was furiously stroking his cock while I worked his ass and within a few seconds joined me and Jeff in coming, shooting his load on his flat hairy stomach. I pulled my tongue out of his hole, and followed rule 2 perfectly, getting my second taste of his salty seed. Jeff laid down on the sofa next to Steve, I was to tired to lift myself off the arm of my sofa so I just hung there like the slut I was. Steve pulled my head up off his stomach and smiled, he said "your wife out of town for the whole weekend?" I nodded in the affirmative. All Steve did was give me his patent sly smile, I knew the weekend was far from over.