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Author's Note.
This story has two main characters, Tim and Mark. Each, in turn, gets to tell his side of the story. You, the reader, may choose to read either or both parts, or press your browser's back button and read neither.
Getting a Life - Part 5 Tim's tale
Mark picked out the clothes that I was to wear to the party and we both got dressed. He phoned for a taxi and we were soon on our way.
Phillip has a massive house out in the country - being a TV presenter must pay well - and the party was in full swing when we arrived. Phillip met us at the door, got us drinks and introduced us to his lover, Tom. I was a bit surprised to find he was an older man.
Later, I commented on it to Mark and he told me the strange story. Phillip's parents had been divorced when he was quite a young lad. He had tried, unsuccessfully, to live with each of them and had ended up staying with a bachelor uncle. According to Mark, Phillip seduced his uncle when he was only 12 years old and they have been lovers ever since. This shook me a bit.
I was taken round and introduced to everyone. A lot of the guests were in the TV business. Not all of them were performers; there was a lot of back stage people too. Mark also introduced me to a black guy called Kevin, and Kevin took me off to the dance floor while Mark was chatting to another friend.
I have never really been into dancing, and certainly not with another male. However the music was slow and Kevin was nice and soft and cuddly, so it was very pleasant. Presently I noticed that one part of him was not the slightest bit soft. Kevin had the hots for me.
Phillip broke in and began dancing with me. He is really an octopus! As fast as I got one hand off my crotch, there was another sliding down the back of my pants, and on the inside I might add! It was also made most painfully obvious that he fancied me too.
Mark eventually came to my rescue and dancing with him was Heaven. He sort of wrapped himself round me, put his hands on my buns and then began kissing me. It was absolutely wonderful, I could have screamed when his ruddy mobile phone rang!
We left the dance floor and he muttered into it for a while, ending with the comment, "I'll be right there."
"OK something has come up and I have got to deal with it now," he said looking pissed off. Then he grabbed Kevin as he wandered in from the hall.
"OK Kevin, I want you to look after Tim. This is his first gay party, I've got to leave for about an hour or so and I don't want to come back and find he's been gang banged," he said, as he more or less thrust me into Kevin's arms and rushed off.
So it was back onto the dance floor with cuddly Kev. While he was not as nice as Mark, at least I didn't have to keep pulling his hands out of places they shouldn't be.
"Fancy going upstairs for a while," said Kevin casually.
"What's up there?" I asked.
"You'll see when you get there," he said grinning.
It is difficult adequately to describe the scene in the room upstairs. First, the lighting was much lower than the other rooms. Second, as far as I could see the floor was covered in mattresses. They, in turn, were covered with naked male bodies, all having sex. In fact, some of them were having sex with more than one person!
For example, directly in front of me was a guy lying on his back on the mattress, above him on his hands and knees was another guy and they were sucking each other's cocks, while the guy on top was being fucked doggy style by a third guy.
Kevin led me over to an empty spot and gently began to undress me.
"I don't think that I should be doing this," I whispered.
"Trust me. You'll love it," he whispered back.
Despite my continual protests, he just kept at it, reassuring me from time to time that it was OK and that I should trust him. Soon we were both naked and I found myself lying on top of him, face to face.
I could feel his hard cock digging into my belly but the rest of him was still as soft and cuddly as he had been downstairs. We began kissing and before long his tongue was in my mouth. Then his hands were on my buns and a finger slipped in.
"No!" I whispered, after I got my mouth free of his. Instantly he withdrew and put both hands on my shoulders.
"Mark sure has been having his fun up there," he whispered before he went back to kissing me.
Actually I was now quite enjoying kissing and cuddling Kevin. Under me he started wriggling around which was quite nice. Our legs became entwined and suddenly he stiffened.
Two hands were on my buns pulling them apart and without any warning a cock slid into me. I immediately tried to get away but Kevin had me firmly grasped to his chest and his legs were locking mine, holding them wide apart to give the intruder better access. I was being raped!
Even though it was useless, I kept on struggling. The guy inside me was at least as big as Mark and he was in no rush to get things over with. I might be getting raped but he was taking his time and obviously prolonging his pleasure.
"That's right, wriggle about a bit and make it more fun." Kevin whispered in my ear.
God, even my struggles to defend myself were only making things better for him. Eventually I became exhausted as Kevin's grip and the guy's weight on me wore me out. Now I was lying at peace on Kevin's soft body and the sensation of the cock moving slowly inside me began to turn me on. Shit! Not only was the bastard raping me, he was making me enjoy it.
My traitorous body now took over from my mind and my hips began moving, meeting the long slow thrusts from above.
"There you are, I told you you'd love it," whispered Kevin, relaxing his grip on me.
The guy who was fucking me also noticed the change. This must have been what he was waiting for because he began to fuck me harder and deeper. Then I felt his unwanted seed being forced into me. This, I thought, would be my final degradation.
I felt Kevin get a grip on me as the wilting cock was withdrawn. I was just lying there sobbing quietly when there was a flurry of movement and I discovered that my rapist was now under me and holding me down for Kevin to do a repeat performance!
Kevin wasted no time I felt the head of his cock enter me then he began to force his way in. My ass was so slack from the last cock that I could offer no resistance. God he had a thick cock. I could feel my ring being stretched wider than Mark's cock had ever stretched it. Thank goodness he was not as long as Mark or I would have been in real trouble.
Kevin had an entirely different approach to fucking, and that was what gave the game away. He fucked furiously and, after a while, he took you with him. Totally unlike Mark, or for that matter, my rapist.
I ran my hands across the chest beneath me, it was hairy. The legs that trapped mine were also hairy and very muscular. Sudenly the little light bulb lit inside my head.
"You are a total bastard, Mark!" I whispered in my rapist's ear.
"Oh come on Tim, you were really enjoying it towards the end," he snickered in my ear.
Our little tete-a-tete was rudely interrupted as Kevin's furious thrusting began to make talking impossible for me. I began to co-operate with him and soon was enjoying the feeling of him filling me with even more cum.
Kevin did not withdraw with quite the same unseemly haste that Mark had done. But when he did, I was suddenly thrust off Mark and there was another minor commotion as Mark began to wrestle with Kevin. This time there was actually quite a fight and it wasn't too clear who was winning.
Eventually in the gloom I could see Kevin's large black buns were on the top and he was being firmly held there by Mark.
"Rim him," said a slightly out of breath Mark.
Obedient as ever I pulled the buns apart and plunged my face into the musky darkness between them. Kevin must have been fucked a lot as my tongue entered him with far greater ease than it did with Mark. He seemed to like more or less the same tongue action that Mark did and was soon moaning and writhing for me.
"Now you fuck him," said Mark.
"What?" I asked as I came up for air.
"You fuck him. He's a lovely fuck. Them big buns of his are like jelly on springs, an' he can take you on spit," said Mark.
Well, my cock was rigid. I had been fucked twice and just rimmed a guy, so I was hot. I got into position, spat on my hand, used it to slick up my cock and slipped it between the soft buns of Kevin. He actually helped by moving his bum so that my cock was dead on target. Then experimentally I pushed forwards.
My cock slid easily through his wet ring and for the very first time ever I knew what it was like to take a man. From the beginning, his ass was moving, making churning motions encouraging me to fuck him. Mark was quite right, those big soft buns were fantastic. The feeling of sliding my cock in and out of him was incredible. I could feel myself getting a taste for this. I tried to make it last, but it was no good, I was all too soon reaching the point of no return.
Kevin noticed this and became still. I pounded into him and finally sent my seed rushing in to fill his guts. I was no longer a virgin and it felt great! I also felt some perverse pleasure that the guy I was in was being held there for me to use.
I would have liked to stay in Kevin's ass longer but, as soon as Mark freed him he shucked me off and grabbed me. With very little effort he manhandled me into the position he desired, sitting on his face. Then he began to rim me! Good God his tongue was as far up my ass as it could go and he was lapping out the spent cum. Naturally I tried to stop him but underneath that layer of fat he had a lot of muscle.
"Relax and enjoy it," said Mark, watching my struggles with some amusement.
"But it is dirty!" I gasped, as the tongue continued its work inside me.
"Sex is dirty. Why worry about it, just concentrate on how it feels," Mark advised me. "Besides Kevin always was a mucky bugger."
So I did as I was told and concentrated. Hell, it was a weird feeling, but nice, and he kept it up for ages. By the time he was finished I had a raging hard on again and he soon had that in his mouth. I felt him slide a finger into me and hit my hot spot. Then Mark grabbed my head and did the tongue in ear trick. I never had a chance, but apparently the noise I made almost brought the orgy to a stop.
By some sort of unsaid, but mutual, agreement we took a break. I ended up between the other two and we began doing some petting, cuddling and kissing. In between this, I began to take an interest in what everyone else was doing in the room, as my eyes were now used to the low lighting.
Now, the most noise was being made by one guy. Hardly surprising really. Two others were holding him down, one had his arms and the other his legs, while a third was alternately sucking his cock and jacking him off. The reason for all the noise was, they would not let him cum. So for 20 minutes he begged and pleaded. When he did eventually reach an orgasm the rest of us gave him a round of applause.
Another pair were at it and were using the wall nearest us for support. Like Mark and me, they were an unevenly matched couple. The larger one was fucking the smaller one. He was standing up, face to face with the smaller one. The smaller one had his arms round his partner's neck and legs round his waist. The larger one was providing support with his hands under the smaller one's buns. Judging by the noises the smaller one was making, it was a fun way to do it.
It seemed that if you lay down on your face with your legs apart, it was a signal that you wanted fucking. I also saw one guy who was not fast enough to roll over when the guy who had been fucking him finished and someone else jumped him. As I watched, the second one finished and a third took his place. I pointed it out to Mark.
"Yup, he is getting gang banged. If he doesn't stop them soon, he'll be too tired to fend them off. Then he is open house to anyone who feels like fucking him. And they remember, so if you get gang banged and ever turn up at another orgy they get you again. You can turn into a right slut that way," he said, and it made shivers run up and down my spine.
Presently Mark seemed to get his second wind. "Get on your hands and knees," he said to me. When I was in the required position he calmly said to Kevin, "OK Kev, get that black pudding of yours up him and I'll show you one of his tricks."
Kevin wasted no time in getting himself inside me. He was still a bit too thick for comfort but I could cope. Well, let's say I was coping until Mark said, "Right Kev, hold on tight." Which Kevin did, then Mark reached under my chest and began to squeeze my nipples.
I didn't even try to fight it, I just let go and it all began to happen. I was writhing and moaning, Kevin was ploughing into me like a steam piston and Mark was once more using my tits to drive me insane. Kevin was not quite as horny as he had been the first time because he kept fucking me for ages. It was a strange feeling, being out of your mind and giving into lust totally with two guys keeping you there for as long as they liked.
Eventually he came and if his grunts of satisfaction were anything to go by he shot seven times. Mark stopped playing with my, now sore, tits and Kevin withdrew. This allowed me to regain some control over my own body. Not complete control,when because Kevin came round in front of me and held his dripping cock in front of my face, offering it to me, I opened my mouth to receive it. Somehow he had not shot his entire load and I got a taste of his cum.
It also gave me something to suck on as Mark was now sliding that pole of his back up my well used ass. I began to understand Mark's description of what happens to a guy when he gets gang banged. First you just sort of lose the will to fight them off, then you begin to like the feeling of one cock sliding out and another sliding in.
So I just let Mark take me along with him. Kevin's soft cock was being slid in and out of my mouth with Mark's thrusts. My nose was being pushed into the tight, black hairs of Kevin's bush and his balls were banging against my chin. After Kevin's somewhat frenzied fuck, Mark's was a rather mellow affair. My total submission to his desires seemed to excite Mark. Because soon he was adding his load to Kevin's.
They changed ends and sat me on Kevin's face again. Mark offered me his cock and without any hesitation I took it in my mouth, the thought of where it had just been and what Kevin was doing to me, no longer worried me. In fact it felt great. After a while Mark took his cock out of my mouth, then got down and sucked me off. I was a pushover, my training was progressing at a very fast rate.
We rested for some time, then Mark suggested we get dressed and rejoin the party. Thank goodness I am a neat person and had managed to get all my clothes in one pile. It took Mark ages to find all his things. As we left, I noticed the guy who had been being gang banged was still at it. In fact there were a couple of guys waiting in line for their turn to screw him. He had no fight left in him at all, soon he'd be enjoying it and I now knew what his addiction would feel like.
Kevin elected to stay and moved over to join the line waiting to gang bang the guy. Silently I wondered if he would get his cock up him or his tongue.
We rejoined the party and went to get fresh drinks. Our host was telling one of his jokes, unfortunately we just arrived as he told the punch line. "And it was only then, my dears, that I discovered that in the dark I had mistakenly picked up a jar of Vick's Vapour Rub!" he was saying. It must have been a funny one because everyone howled with laughter.
Phillip then went into a mock tirade at Mark for daring to take me upstairs without telling him about it. He finished with the line, "Well, we'll be having another party next month so you are both invited."
"You never give up, do you?" Mark said, grinning.
"Not as long as there is breath in my body. Come Tim, at least I can have one more dance with you." He said leading me off. This time I just let his hands wander. When he reached my ring, a very short time later, he gasped.
"How many times did they have you, my dear?" he asked.
"Four, twice each. They held me down the first two times," I replied, too weary to even be offended.
"My, my and they are big lads."
"Last week at this time I was still a virgin," I confessed. That stopped him dead in his tracks.
"Goodness, Mark is a fast worker. But what has Kevin got that I haven't?" he asked.
"I don't know. Mark decides who can have me and who can't," I explained.
"Ah, you're submissive?" he inquired.
"Totally it seems. I just do what he tells me. What I can't understand is, why do I enjoy it so much?" I asked.
"Darling, if you are submissive and you have found a big hunk like Mark to dominate you, what are you complaining about? Besides without him, men would just take advantage of you and you might end up as a slut. I always wanted Tom to dominate me when we were first together. But he is far too nice and gentle a chap," he said.
"Were you really only twelve?" I asked, before I thought about it.
Phillip nodded. "I put Tom through Hell for the next nine years until I was legally of age. If we had been caught no one would ever have believed that a twelve-year-old kid could seduce a grown man. I could twist him round my little finger. One wiggle of my cute little ass and he was mine. Fortunately I had enough sense to be discreet and keep my trap shut. Still, he was a very happy man at my twenty-first birthday party."
During all this conversation, he had had his hand down the back of my pants and had been finger fucking me. I discovered that if you didn't fight him off, he got where he wanted and was content. Well, there was no fight left in me.
I asked him about his professional life and he seemed quite happy to talk.
"Children? I cannot stand the little buggers. I am an actor when all is said and done. So I put on the character of Sandy when I go to work and I take it back off again when I leave," He told me.
"How long have you and Tom been together?" I asked.
"Oh. Trying to find out how old I am, are you?" he parried.
I could only blush.
"Well, let us say a bit over twenty-five years," he said.
"I didn't realise that gay guys went in for long relationships," I said.
"Oh yes. Some pairs have been together a lot longer that Tom and I. Will you invite us to Mark's and your twenty-fifth anniversary?" he asked.
"I don't even know if he loves me," I confessed, burying my face in his chest.
"Of course he loves you, you silly boy. He is totally mad about you. But he has a slight problem. I heard tell that he fell in love once before and got badly hurt. So be patient and he'll come round to accepting it in his own time," he advised.
We chatted a little longer then he slid his hand out and took me back to my lover, who was just finishing a call on that ruddy mobile phone of his.
"Hey, we better be getting home, I have just got a job for tomorrow. You can come along and give me a hand if you like," he said to me, then turning to Phillip, "You could at least have tucked his shirt back in when you were finished." And with that he was back on his phone ordering a taxi.
"What is it that you actually do?" I asked, as we sat in the back of the taxi having a discree cuddle.
"I save people's asses by getting their electrical work done on time. For example tomorrow I have an office building to wire up with an Ethernet cable, because some wanker signed a contract promising it would be ready and working by Monday, then sent all the material out but forgot to send anyone to install it," he said.
"What's an Ethernet cable?" I asked.
"I'll show you tomorrow. Ever help run out cables?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"It's dead easy, I can teach you in a few minutes."
We got home and Mark was horny again. So we were set up for a rerun of watching a porn tape again. When I was sitting on his cock, he started the tape. This position was rapidly becoming a favourite with us.
The title began to form on the screen. "The chocolate lover's dream, or nightmare?" it read.
A bar scene became visible and the title faded. A young guy, I'd say in his early twenties, white, slim with mousy hair, was obviously drooling over a rather hunky black guy of about the same age. Although the black guy was quite aware of the attention he was receiving, he was playing it cool and ignoring it. So the white guy made the first move.
"Can I buy you a beer?" he asked.
The black guy nodded, and the white guy ordered him a beer.
"Hi, I'm Ryan, what's your name?" the white guy asked.
"Joe," came back the monosyllabic reply.
So it went on. Ryan did his best to start a conversation, Joe stopped it dead every time. Just when Ryan's interest seemed about to wane, Joe managed to string enough words together to form a sentence.
"So, you are into black meat?" he asked.
Ryan nodded eagerly.
"Tell me about it. What do you want to do?" Joe growled.
"In detail?" Ryan asked, slightly shocked.
Joe just nodded and sipped his beer.
"In here?" asked Ryan.
"Yup. We might as well know what you want so I don't make any mistakes later," Joe said again sipping his drink.
"I, I, I want to suck your cock," stuttered Ryan.
"My black cock?" hinted Joe.
Ryan nodded.
"Well, tell me about it," said Joe.
"I want to suck your black cock," said Ryan, eventually seeing the light.
"Go on," said Joe.
"And I want you to hold my head fast when you cum so I've got to swallow it," said Ryan going red in the face.
"Better." Said Joe encouragingly.
"I want you to fuck me. I want you to shove your black cock up my ass and leave your cum inside me," said Ryan.
"Got a car?"
Ryan nodded.
"OK let's go and see what I can do for you. We'll go to my place," said Joe, standing and finishing his drink. Inside my guts Mark's cock moved and I realised that Ryan had made a serious mistake.
The scene cross faded to one inside a car. Ryan was driving and Joe sprawled on the passenger seat beside him. Ryan's hand headed for Joe's crotch but a black hand shot out and caught the white one by the wrist and returned it to the steering wheel.
"Don't worry kid, there is enough black meat to keep you happy," he said, then began giving directions to their destination.
The scene cross faded again and we watched Joe open an apartment door and usher Ryan in. The camera followed and showed Joe's hand as it locked the door from the inside and removed the key.
From the short hall, Joe led the way into a living room. Inside there were five black guys ranging in age from about sixteen to forty-five. They were sitting at a table drinking beer and playing cards. They all looked up as the pair entered and obviously lost all interest in the card game.
"Guys this is Ryan. He tells me that he likes black meat. He wants to suck your cocks. He wants you to make sure that you cum in his mouth and ass. Isn't that right Ryan?" Joe said.
Ryan said nothing but turned to go back out the door.
"Forget it. The door is locked," said Joe.
Ryan turned back looking visibly shaken.
"Look, it is what you wanted; black meat, lots of it. With the six of us. we can fuck you all night. You like black meat, we like nice co-operative white boys," said Joe, going for Ryan's belt buckle.
Ryan did struggle but two of the larger ones joined in, rather lazily pulled him to the floor and stripped him, leaving him only wearing his socks. A footstool was produced and he was quickly bent over it.
Held firmly in place, his ass cheeks were spread and Joe quickly lubricated him for his ordeal. One of the older guys took up position behind Ryan, unzipped his fly, pulled out a reasonably sized black cock and directly entered the defenceless Ryan.
Ryan gasped but obviously had more sense than to try to resist. As the black guy got into his stride, one of the others knelt before Ryan's face, unzipped his fly and produced a lot larger black cock. He motioned to Ryan who opened his mouth and accepted it.
Again I realised that I was moving on Mark's cock. I was so engrossed in the scene before my eyes that I was fucking myself again. All through the scene the black guys were making derogatory and frankly racist comments that I have no intention of repeating here. Suffice to say, they considered Ryan to be less than white trash.
The guy who was fucking ass came first. He got a firm grip of Ryan's hips, gave out a series of grunts and began pumping cum. The camera homed in on his cock as he withdrew it and you could see it was dripping with cum.
Another guy took his place and, as he produced his cock, it became obvious that they had started with the smallest one. By now Ryan was not being held down. But his head was being held firmly as the cock in his mouth began shooting cum. The camera concentrated on his bobbing Adam's apple as he swallowed then returned to his ass to watch the second cock make its entrance.
Ryan uttered a moan but soon his mouth was too full with more of his beloved black meat for him to talk. Three more black cocks took him from the rear and I was thinking that it was all becoming boring when the youngest black guy got ready for his turn. Unlike his friends, who had only pulled out their cocks to fuck Ryan, he began to strip off.
This he did in full view of Ryan. His friends were giggling and snickering as they watched Ryan's face. The kid was one of those skinny teenagers who looks as if he might blow away in a high wind. But when he pulled down his pants, giving away the secret that he didn't use underwear, a cock flopped out that would not have looked out of place on a giant.
I gasped and Mark said, "Yes, I often wonder how he gets a stiffy without passing out from loss of blood."
In the video someone handed the kid the tube of lubricant. Slowly he lubricated himself and worked that cock up into an erection before Ryan's petrified gaze. Ryan didn't even seem to be aware that the cock in his mouth was shooting, he just swallowed by reflex action.
Now Ryan was being held down most firmly. One guy on each limb and the fifth lying across his back. The screen split in two, one half showing Ryan's face and the second showing a vertical shot of his ass. I watched as the tip of the black monster entered the frame and slid between the white buttocks. The camera backed off a bit and you could see the kid had both of his hands round the shaft, guiding it, and there were several inches of cock protruding beyond his hands.
Ryan let out a sort of hopeless plea as the head entered him. Joe made reassuring noises and the cock slid deeper and deeper. To give the kid his due he was very controlled about it. No shoving or jabbing. Just a steady penetration. The first frame was filled with Ryan's disbelieving face. You could see a sort of desperation in it as he tried his best to relax and co- operate with his invader.
About a quarter of the way in, the kid began to fuck Ryan. A nice gentle backward and forward rhythm. However both cameras revealed the fact that the forward strokes were slightly longer than the backward ones. Gradually the kid was getting all that black meat up Ryan's ass.
After what seemed an age his bush touched Ryan's buns and his friends let out a cheer. Ryan hung his head in relief. The kid kept up the gentle fuck but the strokes were now getting longer. Eventually he was sliding the entire length of it in and out of the well fucked white ass. Ryan's face was a mirror of what mine must have been like earlier, when Kevin was screwing me and Mark was doing my tits, in other words he was totally out of it.
All this was having an effect on me, sitting on the lap of a hunky man bouncing around on his rigid cock. On the screen, the five who were holding Ryan began to release him, their restraints no longer needed. The split screen faded and was replace by a moving shot as the camera started with a view of the slim black buttocks that were pounding the monster cock in and out of the white ass, then slowly completed a circle round the coupling pair.
Gradually the black kid's orgasm approached. His strokes first speeded up then, as the split screen returned, he began a frenzied end game, slamming his black meat into his victim with all his might. Ryan's face was screwed up in either ecstasy or agony. Ryan whimpered and the black kid yelled "Yeah!" in unison each time a wad was shot.
The split screen ended and we watched the black guy slowly withdraw the length of his pole from Ryan's ass. Then we were treated to a rear view of Ryan, wearing only his socks, kneeling over the footstool.
As the camera slowly zoomed in on his vastly dilated ring, two black hands began tying Ryan's wrists behind his back. When the camera finally came to rest, we could see a trail of cum running out of the cavern of his ass and slowly making its way down until it was finally dripping off his balls.
Suddenly Mark grabbed my hips and stopped me moving. There must be more to come and he was obviously near the edge. The screen changed. The camera showed Ryan bound and lying on a sofa, then it panned to the table where the black guys were playing cards and drinking beer. Next we were treated to a medley of shots, some of the card playing, most of Ryan getting a black cock shoved in one end of him or the other. He was now acting like a robot, servicing the black guys on demand.
Then the scene steadied, Ryan was on his knees on a tiled floor, obviously a bathroom. Around him stood the six black guys. The camera homed in on Ryan's face and recorded the expression as the first wad of cum hit him between the eyes. At the same time Mark's iron grip on my hips was released and I was free once more to move on his cock.
The first guy shooting acted as a trigger for the rest. The air was full of flying cum and almost all of it was on target. Ryan's tongue was trying to lick it into his mouth. Obligingly, one of the guys aimed directly at his mouth and Ryan took it all.
There was a lull in the activity and the camera stayed on Ryan's cum-soaked face. With only a grunt for a warning, the first amber stream hit Ryan on the forehead. Then it moved slowly down his face washing the cum down it. By the time it reached Ryan's open mouth, other streams were joining it and I could feel my own insides being filled as my lover came. For the final shot the camera moved down to Ryan's cock. Even although his hands were tied behind his back his cock was jetting cum into the air.
So although Ryan had been subjected to all forms of humiliation by the six black guys he was so turned on that he had a spontaneous orgasm! I was so worked up by what I had seen that I was positively shaking with excitement.
Mark stopped the tape and turned off the TV. When I felt steady enough to stand up, I quietly got off his cock, took his hand and led him to the bathroom. There I got down in on the floor of the shower and looked up at him. From that angle he looked even bigger. Those colossal thighs, his meat, now limp, hanging between them. His muscular stomach and the line of hair that connected his pubes to the hair on his wide chest. Then my gaze went up to his face, he had a strange, satisfied smile on it.
Then he moved, and without saying a word he took up the traditional stance all males take before relieving themselves. His feet moved slightly apart as his hand wrapped itself round his cock, slightly retracting his foreskin. His belly muscles tightened and a look of concentration went across his face as he strained to get the flow started.
It hit me full in the face. I found it incredibly exciting to feel the warm stream splashing off my body. It didn't taste very nice when he finally directed it against my lips and I opened them. But the idea that I was drinking my lover's piss was too much, my hand had little work to do before it was my cum jetting up into the air just as the last spurts left that wonderful cock of his and dribbled down my chest. He now had me reinforcing myself with pleasure when I did one of his tricks.
We had a shower but there was more cuddling going on than washing. Then he insisted on us going to bed as we had an early start in the morning. So for the fourth time, I went to sleep wrapped in the arms of my lover.
To be continued.
Getting a Life - Part 5 Mark's tale
I picked out what Tim would be wearing to the party and soon he was looking good enough to eat. We got a taxi to the party and found it already going great guns.
Kevin was there and began making eyes at Tim so I gave him the OK to go for a dance, and off they went. In no time at all, Kev was back saying that our beloved host had cut in on him. I asked him if he wanted to slip Tim a length and those big white teeth of his split his brown face in two. So I worked out a plan which would be great fun for us, let Kevin have a bang at Tim's arse and scare the Hell out of Tim in the process.
First I rescued Tim from Phillip, as Phillip has wandering hands and is quite relentless. Tim looked relieved and we danced for a while. Then my mobile went off. Kevin was having a giggle fit on the other end, but I managed to keep a straight face.
We left the dance floor and "ran into" Kevin. I left Tim in Kevin's charge and made as if I was exiting. After a suitable interval I slipped upstairs and into the orgy room. I waited until I could see in the dim light and there they were, naked, over in the corner. Lying just as I had instructed with Tim face down on Kevin.
I quietly stripped off, grabbed some lube and greased my cock up thoroughly. Then it was just a careful approach from the rear and I could signal to Kevin. When I saw him grab Tim, I simply slid it in. Tim really did put up a good fight.
Now I know it is perverse but there is a certain thrill about getting your cock up someone who is trying to get away and I was enjoying it to the full with nice, slow, easy strokes.
Eventually the poor dear tired and the fighting died down. Now I just had to keep going until I took him along with me. After a while he began to move his ass for me, he was beginning to enjoy being raped. Now he was with me I could let him take me to my orgasm. As ever, he was a lovely ride.
As soon as I had shot my bolt I gave Kevin the nod again and, before Tim could collect his wits, Kevin and I had changed ends.
Kevin was up him like a rat up a drain and Tim put up no fight. Not that you need to with Kevin, he is a pretty good mover once he gets inside some guy. I don't know what tipped Tim off but he suddenly realised who I was. He was halfway through calling me seven different kinds of bastard when he was interrupted by Kevin filling his arse for him. I've seen Kevin in action before and I know it would be difficult to carry on a conversation while he was dumping his load in you.
I patiently waited until Kevin pulled out. Then I grabbed him. I think he knew what my game was but he still put up a good hard struggle. However he ended up in the same position as Tim had been. Now we could see how good Tim was at taking orders. I told him to rim Kevin.
He was in between Kevin's buns in a flash and Kevin was soon letting everyone know that my boy was doing a good job on his ass.
Obviously Kevin was getting to like it too much so I told Tim to fuck him. Kevin giggled in my ear as Tim made it obvious that he didn't believe his luck. But he did as he was told and Kevin moved his ass for him. As it was Tim's first time he didn't last very long.
Now Kevin has one filthy trick that he pulls. He likes to rim the ass of someone who has just been fucked. Tim's ass, twice fucked, must have been irresistible. Anyway he had the poor boy sat on his face and I could hear him lapping away like crazy. Tim began to freak out but I told him to enjoy it. I think Kevin was trying to lick the boy's tonsils from the back and, after a while, Tim began to get pleasure from it.
When Kev was finished, I saw a brown finger slide into Tim and then Kevin blew him. To help things along, I shoved my tongue in Tim's ear and he came like a fountain. So by the time Old Kev had finished he had swallowed everyone's cum.
We all stopped for a breather and Tim began to look round to see what the other guys were up to. He seemed to be interested in one guy who was getting gang banged. The one who had just fucked him obligingly held him down while the next guy got it in. Tim seemed fascinated by this, so I warned him of the dangers, but it just made him hornier.
I now decided to show off one of Tim's little tricks. I got him on his hands and knees, let Kevin get in him then began to squeeze his tits. Kevin had an exciting, if noisy fuck. When he was done I had sloppy seconds while that dirty bugger Kev was making Tim clean off his cock. I must give Tim his due, he did it without protest and even swallowed the whole thing. Tim was now beyond any resistance and submitted to whatever was being done to him. Now that always makes me horny! So when I was finished I let him suck mine clean too while Kev was rimming the cum out of him again. Tim did such a nice job that I blew him while Kev still had his tongue in.
It was now time to make an appearance downstairs so, after spending an age finding my clothes and making Tim wait for me, we went downstairs. Kevin made a beeline for the guy who was being gang banged. Knowing Kev, he would patiently sit and wait until everyone was done with the poor bugger, then he would spend an age rimming him out before fucking the arse off him. If anyone was waiting to fuck the poor bastard, Kevin would go round again.
Phillip had a little rant at me for sneaking Tim upstairs without telling him, then took Tim off for a dance. My mobile rang, this time for real. If I wanted it, I could have a job for tomorrow. Just running an Ethernet cable through an office. Someone had made a real boo-boo.
Honestly some contractors are idiots. How could you deliver all the materials for a job and forget to send a crew out? Anyway the upshot of it all was, the contract stated that the system would be up and running at 09:00 Monday morning.
The contractor apparently had made more than one fuck up and his reputation was now on the line so he was willing to pay a small fortune for about 30 man hours of work. As only one person need to be skilled, I decided to drag Tim along. Might as well keep the money in the family, as they say.
I was just finishing when Phillip brought Tim back. As the tail of Tim's shirt was hanging out of his trousers, I could guess where Phillip's fingers had been and made a sarky comment about it.
I told Tim my plans for the next day on the way home in the taxi. It was a fairly long ride and I was getting horny again. So I told Tim we would watch another video. I chose this one carefully as I wanted to see if it would help the progress of some of the kinkier tastes Tim seemed to be developing.
The tape is about a white guy getting gang banged by a group of black guys. One of the blacks is a twink who is hung like a stallion. I know life is not fair but how could a skinny little runt like him get a cock like that? Anyway, when they have finished with the white guy, they complete his degradation by jacking off over him then pissing on him. It might be interesting to watch Tim's reactions. I once let Kev see this film, all he did was mutter about all the cum going to waste.
I started the tape when Tim was nicely settled in my lap with my cock up him. Tim started moving as soon as the rape scene started. By the time the kid with the impossible cock began hiding his black meat in white ass, Tim was bouncing up and down happily. I was in Heaven, lying back, watching a dirty movie and Tim doing all the work.
In fact I had to grab him or he would have made me cum before the good bit. When they started cuming on the white kid I let Tim go and he took me to my climax as they pissed on the kid. Tim let out a gasp when the kid "spontaneously" shot his lot. He must have missed the cable that got in camera revealing that the kid had a vibrating butt plug up his ass and all they had done was switch it on at the right moment.
Tim sat on my knee shaking. He looked very indecisive, then as I stopped the tape he seemed to make up his mind. He got off my cock, led me by the hand into the bathroom and he crouched down on the floor of the shower. I had won! It took quite a bit of effort to get it going but I started peeing on him and his face lit up.
I got him full in the face then hosed him down. I noticed him licking his lips and directed it back there letting him taste it properly. By the time I was running out, he was jacking himself off and, by Kevin's standards, wasting more cum.
I turned on the shower and we had a good long kiss and cuddle under it before we went off to bed.
To be continued.
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