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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I couldn’t swallow all Patrick’s cum and had to use a tissue to clean off the excess dripping off my jaw. We sat up leaning against the wall of the cabin and had a look at the tv in the corner wondering if anyone actually had such big rampant cocks or rather if we would ever get our lips round one. I asked Patrick how would he feel about being filmed, possibly with his friend. I told him about a gathering at Andrew’s penthouse a couple of years ago when two guys about his age were played with by the group on a bed and filmed. Later they were able to watch themselves on a large screen in Andrew’s living room. The whole experience was so arousing for all there, including me. My cock began to swell again as I remembered the afternoon.
It has been described in the Forum here by a friend of mine and one of the regulars at our gatherings. He called the story Robert Experiences a Group. A Forum search for the single word Robert will find it.
‘I quite fancy that’ said Patrick ‘and I think my pal will too.’ We talked for a while, watching the porn, holding each others’ cocks. Then I suggested we had a wander round the sauna. We started with the dry sauna, also in the basement. The heating was on high, which was welcome after the cool of the cabin. There were two guys already there, one sitting on the upper level, the other just below. Their towels were half over their thighs and each of them discreetly stroked their own cocks. Neither gave any indication of being aware of the other, despite their close proximity. I leant towards Patrick and pulled his face towards me and kissed him, at the same time letting my hands slide down his chest and onto his cock.
The two guys were facing us and I think our kissing spurred them on and I saw the lower guy edge closer and begin to stroke the other guy’s leg. I stopped kissing Patrick and pulled him onto my lap, both of us facing the two guys. I teased Patrick’s nipples and stroked his cock, now fully erect. I watched the two guys over his shoulder. They were both on the lower level now and their hands were all over each other. They took turns in bending down and sucking each other’s cocks. Patrick and I watched. ‘Better than a porn film’ I whispered in Patrick’s ear.
After a few minutes the two guys left, probably to find a private cabin. Then we left too. I wanted to show Patrick more of the facilities. In a recess along the corridor was a sling. Patrick had read about them but never seen one. I helped him into it and stood between his legs. My cock rested on his. I looked at his plump smooth body, my fingers on his thighs, stroking him, conscious that he was there for the taking, his legs spread wide, on his back, vulnerable, available. I began to finger his anus, just stroking the outside ring, then pushing one finger inside an inch or so. I asked him if he had been buggered before and he told me that Mark, his student pal, had done so for the first time just after they had met three weeks ago. And now he fucked him most nights and, likewise, he fucked Mark.
I reached over for some lube and applied it all over my cock and his anus, pushing it inside. And then slowly I pushed my cock against his anus, gently pressing and letting him get used to it. All the time I looked Patrick in the eye. He held my gaze, his mouth open, tongue on his lower lip and I could tell he was ready. He wanted me inside him. And I could feel him pushing towards me. I kept up the gentle but insistent pressure of my cock against his hole and suddenly I was inside him, fully inside him and I began rhythmically to fuck him, aroused by his moans of pleasure and the sight of his plump stomach moving up and down in fleshy waves.
I kept fucking him for ages, maybe ten minutes, but I was not ready to cum again just yet. I pulled out and told him there was more to see. We walked up to the ground floor, past the tv lounge and the bar, along a dark corridor and found ourselves in a room with a platform bed in the middle. Two guys were on it, naked, one on his knees being fucked vigorously by the other. This was not making love. This was animal lust, one guy pounding the other. A third guy appeared and stuck his cock in the mouth of the guy being fucked. Patrick and I watched from the side in the gloom, touching and stroking each other. I could feel his pre-cum on my fingers and knew he wanted, needed indeed to cum again.
I turned him round so he faced the wall and began to finger his bum. Then I reached round and took his cock in my fingers stroking and wanking him. I pushed my cock between his cheeks, not inside his bum but he could feel it on the outside of his anus. His breathing was loud and fast as I masturbated him, speaking in his ear, telling him what a sexually exciting body he had, how my friends at the gathering would enjoy having him, all of them, one at a time, several at a time and how his pal Mark would be turned on his account of this visit to No 18 and would bugger him all night.
And with all that sex talk in his ears, the sound of the guy being spit-roasted on the bed, my cock against his bum and my fingers stroking his cock suddenly he grunted out loud and shot three or four spurts of cum against the wall.
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