My landlady from the B&B was a bit surprised that I was checking out earlier than previously arranged. I made an excuse about having met a friend. As she had followed my answer with an immediate question about how I had got on down at the pub, I remembered how someone once told me that the locals always know more than you think!
I had rung Derek on my mobile earlier and arranged to spend the next few nights with him.
"Oh thank heavens!" he had said. "I thought I might never see you again. I'm sorry I'm really sorry about last night! I don't know what happened!"
Keeping my voice down I had asked the obvious questions about why he should feel guilty when we had had the most fantastic sex the night before. I was later to discover the real reason for the emotional turmoil I had created in him.
To be honest it wasn't that easy for me to concentrate on the interviews that day. I was in a tizzy! Everywhere I looked I could only think of Derek's beautiful bum and his inviting cleft. That feeling of licking his hard dick. His balls and between his buttocks; I just wanted to get back there. It was distracting me all day and I kept forgetting what I was doing and making mistakes. I counted the minutes and hours and longing for 5pm when I had arranged to meet him in his room.
The one thing I had not done the previous evening was to fuck him up his ass and I spent most of that day with a raging erection and a longing to dive my dick into his tight hole.
So when I pressed the bell and there was no immediate response within seconds I was already feeling a sense of desperation. But it was no time really before the door opened and a rather shy Derek showed invited me in.
It was a hot day and only one hour left before opening time. Derek was dressed in a gym outfit and in the middle of doing a work out in the lounge bar using some portable apparatus. He wore a brief pare of shorts, white socks and a Tee Shirt which clung to the contours of his chest.
"You look fantastic Derek! Aren't you hot with that shirt on? Come on take it off!" I said grabbing it and pulling it up over his shoulders before he had time to protest.
"We can go straight up if you like" he said.
"Yea I would like, but watching you work out would be a nice little appetiser!"
He did some hand stands and upward circles on the cross bars. Apart from a few hairs on his chest, his arms and upper body were beautifully smooth and firm. The sight of him swinging his legs up was too much for me. I grabbed his shorts and pulled them right off him as he swung with his feet off the ground and took his half stiff cock in my mouth and started to suck.
"Hey people can see in through the windows!" he said and ran over to the door leading to the stairs. I caught up with him and grabbed his naked hips as he mounted the first step. He stood very passively while I kissed him all over, licked the length of his hard cock then he bent down obligingly so I could get to licking between his buttocks.
"Walk slowly up" I told him and I buried my face into his bum as his firm buttocks chaffed against my face as he climbed.
I had discovered he was already well lubed so when we got to the top of the stairs I told him to bend down and I just rammed my cock right up him. I'm afraid it was extremely impetuous of me but I was mad for his ass-hole. I had fantasised about how it would feel to be inside while his legs moved.
So we walked together over to the bed with my raging hard-on deep in his cleft it was all I could do to control myself as I felt his muscular ass flexing around my dick. Finally I picked him up from behind and dumped him on his back on the bed and grabbing his ankles I forced his legs right back. I was hungry for him but I wanted this to be good.
Derek made not the slightest attempt to resist as I lowered my body over him and positioned my knob over his creamy hole. Gazing into his big brown eyes I drove my dick deeper and deeper into his anus. His tight sphincter was clasping at my shaft and I felt my heart pounding as a huge surge of excitement gripped me.
I could see every pore of his firm skin and the shiny surface vessels of his muscles on this beautiful young fit body as I slide my raging cock deep into his bottom. He winced a few times as I probed his sensitive prostate but all the time his strong body was utterly passive as his limbs could only react to the thrusts of my prick.
His face was turning from side to side in ecstasy. I looked down at where I was penetrating him. His cock had oozed some thick cum over his belly button. Each time my pole challenged his gland it forced his juices out. But it was the sight of my pink dick diving in and out of his bum hole and the white backs of his strong thighs which finally launched me for takeoff!
It was huge!! I was wildly out of control as I thrust my ram rod into every corner of his rectum pumping my cum up his bum. All day I had felt aware of my testicles. I wanted to fertilise Derek's body with every drop of that days production. Now I could feel the pulses of my hot cum juice shooting down the length of my cock as my semen shot deep into his ass!
"That's you well and truly fucked!" I said with intense satisfaction as I got up from lying on top his naked body and prepared for a shower. "You fucking needed it and you fucking got it!!" At that point I felt a huge sense of conquest over this guy who was physically stronger than me but clearly could not resist the passive role when it came to anal sex. He just lay there with nothing covering his nude body. There was nothing of the reaction of the previous night.
"Thanks!" he said simply but with feeling as he got up to shower. I looked on proudly as for the first time he stood up having 'repossessed' himself but with his super fir body impregnated with my sperm.
"Derek! That was the best fuck I've ever had and you have the sexiest body imaginable. I can fuck you as many times as you like. Take care you keep my semen safe!" I said.
That you might think would be enough excitement for one night, and so would I, but then we can all be wrong sometimes. Not that we, Derek and I, were looking for any further adventures that evening but it is strange how you can live a mundane existence for years then all of a sudden everything happens at once. Like they say you can wait ages at a bus stop in London then finally three buses arrive together. Well it wasn't three that evening, it was actually four and
they weren't buses! But more of that later.
Derek had to go and get things ready in the bar so he had got respectable looking and insisted on cooking me a really good meal that evening. "After that performance you deserve better than sandwiches!" he had said. Indeed it was something of a treat complete with wine and candles. The regulars did look at me a little askance seeing me dining romantically all on my own. Once again I wondered whether they had not already drawn their own conclusions. It was about eight o'clock when I finished the meal and went back to the bar for a couple of pints and some small talk with Derek and the locals.
I don't remember when it was but sometime later Derek quietly excused me from staying up any longer if I was tired. So it was that I went upstairs, on my own this time, to await Derek once he had managed to bid the regulars goodnight.
Nearly an hour went by and Derek still did not appear so I went back down to the bar to see what was going on. There were four guys sitting at the bar counter and Derek behind the bar. I went and sat down on a stool just apart from this group of guys. No one was saying anything and there was a distinct atmosphere. They looked at me with some interest. I saw they were all wearing similar tee shirts with some sort of badge on the front. Derek gave me a glass of what he knew to be my favourite malt whisky without me even asking.
"Look just forget it, it's no! and that's it!" said Derek to them all of a sudden gesticulating wildly to emphasise the point.
"Oh come on Derek be a sport it's just for the club. For Pete's sake it's no big deal!" said a burley guy called Colin. "Is this a friend of yours?" he continued while half looking at me. "Er no he's just a guest, he has one of the um .. other rooms" said Derek in a fluster.
"Now that's an interesting concept isn't it...., 'other room'......? Hmm!, as opposed to.....?" mused Tony, a dark haired guy with a somewhat Hispanic complexion. The tension relaxed as there was laughter all round. "Don't worry Derek, we understand, so why not come over and give us a show next week?" "Yea go on!!" the others all called together.
I must have had difficulty concealing my inquisitiveness and I was aware that all these guys were eyeing me up quite a lot. "Aren't you going to introduce your guest Derek!" said a very handsome blond guy called Hendrik. Derek was silent and clearly very embarrassed.
"No honestly!" I said "I really don't want to intrude. This is obviously a private conversation".
"Er what's that about privates?" piped up a big guy called Hank at the other end of the bar.
"One track mind Hank! Private conversation man! Sorry to disappoint but if you haven't been paying attention but we don't seem to be getting very far with Derek here." Explained Colin pedantically.
"So what about the other guy?" says Hank looking at me. "Hang on man! He doesn't even know what this is all about"
Colin came over to me putting his hand on my shoulder said: "Its quite simple really; as you probably realise we all know Derek pretty well; for one thing he occasionally plays for the club. Anyway what it's all about you see is this. Every year we have this sort of stag night do at the Rugby Club. You know one of those evenings when we let the wives and girl friends go off and cluck or whatever they do at hen parties."
"Get to the point! We want a stripper!" says Hank. "Colin's the captain; let him finish" said Tony. "So usually we get one of the girls to put on a show, Tracey and Sheila to be precise. They are, shall we say, regular visitors. But this time there was a sort of consensus that maybe we should go for something a bit different. In fact it was Tracey who suggested it. 'Why not get a male stripper for a change' she said. Well, she wasn't going to suggest female opposition!"
"So you came to ask Derek to do the honours" I interrupted with a smile which seemed to engage everyone's attention rather more than I had expected. Derek's face was very flushed. I felt sorry for him but it was hard not to go along with the drift.
"We thought, being that Derek loves talking about his fitness, not to mention showing off his body to all and sundry, amongst other things [there was a roar of laughter at that point], he would be just our man".
"I don't really have much experience of this sort of thing." I said slowly and thoughtfully. "And....??" enquired Hank as he came over to me riveting my attention with an expectation written all over his face. I felt mesmerised by his commanding manner. I was so taken by his powerful personality, not to mention his big physical presence, that what I said next was without thinking.
"Well, if it would be of any help, I mean you know I gather it is a bit short notice and well Derek here doesn't seem too keen ..." I began. "We want you to strip for us!" said Hank bluntly. "But you don't know me! What I mean is, well....., why do you think I'd be any good at it?" It was a feigned protest on my part.
I was getting excited at the idea of stripping in front of these four big muscular guys. "Is this an offer?" Colin asked with a look of forced seriousness on his face.
"Look I was just wondering if it would help matters if I stood in for Derek but I'm sure you guys have someone else in mind anyway."
"You are fucking perfect. Right?!" Hank put his big hand up the back of my shirt and around my bare chest.
"Hey steady on Hank, that's enough of that!" Hank released me reluctantly and at length Colin continued:
"Personally there's something here I don't quite understand." He said, looking me up and down and then looking at Derek. I was intrigued by this; obviously they knew more about Colin's sexual preferences than I had appreciated.
"I hope you don't mind me asking but how old are you?"
"Mid twenties, 23 to be exact. Oh and by the way my name is Karl!" I replied
"You're kidding! Twenty three??! Wow! you look more like fifteen! Sorry I don't mean to insult you in any way Karl, it's just that you look so.."
"Smooth and sexy?" suggested Hank.
This made me flush a lot and my face went red. "It's just me!" I said "I can't help the way I am. Look I have my own car, I've recently finished in college and
right now I'm going round doing surveys."
"Hey don't get this wrong, You don't have to apologise for anything, we like you just the way you are, if that isn't too much of an understatement! And believe me you don't have to think it would be second choice in any way" Colin hesitated for a moment without anyone interrupting him then went on; "OK ...... Hank's had a few to drink but .... well .... Surely you must realise there is something really fucking sexy about you Karl!!" Colin said with some passion in his voice.
"Hear! Hear!" they all shouted. The bulges in the fronts of their jeans was confirmation of what he was saying, especially Hank, he was a big guy anyway. It seemed he had balls not just in the metaphorical sense!
"Come on get your kit off then Karl! I want to get to see that nice big bare bum of yours!" Hank was standing in front of me in a challenging way, his brown hairy arms folded on his broad chest.
"OK I'll go upstairs, put on something more appropriate and er give you a sort of preview. I'm no great dancer but I'll have a go" There were cheers all round, even Derek looked happier.
"Shall we call it an Undress Rehearsal?" suggested Tony amid some laughter
"Don't forget to go to the 'other room!'" shouted Hank, amid even greater mirth.
[Part 3 to follow. Love to hear from any readers, stats, experiences etc. Male me at cumfusion@yahoo.com]