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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 weeks ago

Bath

Published before, but edited and updated. Enjoy.

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I met them on-line.  They wanted a submissive plaything and I was fresh out of a long-term hetrosexual relationship, so I agreed. I wanted something different in my life. We swapped emails, numbers and pictures, as they described what they would do with me, to me. With each arriving email I got aroused. We agreed on a suitable date, time and code word.

The appointed day arrived. A sunny day from the dawn, with a weather forecast for it to be warm. I prepared...  my pubic haired removed. Body hair trimmed. Both my preference anyway, but also requested. I dressed in t-shirt and shorts, no underwear - again, my preference  but also requested.

I was to go to their house about 10 miles away, but would be picked up from an area about half a mile from where I lived.  It was a road with a Government site on one side, and fields on the other. It was the weekend so it would be quiet but to ensure that the wrong person  wasn't approached my t-shirt was to be red, shorts black and I was to be barefoot. 

I left home gingerly, partially through anticipation and partially because I had no shoes on. I walked up the lane, passed the local church, to be in the appointed area in good time.  Although I knew what car to look out for, each engine sound caused a stir.  The church bell chimed the pick up time, and I was still walking up and back down the pick up road. They were late. Was I being stood up? How long should I give them?

With these thoughts racing, I missed the car approach,  noticing it only as it pulled along side, passenger window down. My heart skipped a beat.

"You going to get in?"

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 weeks ago

Bath

I climbed into the front passenger seat of the grey range rover, my erection growing and right knee and thigh being caressed as I put on the seat belt.

"That'll do for now." The driver said,  "Don't want you too overexcited, yet!"

"Done anything like this before?" The Driver asked as we pulled away. I shook my head. "Relax, you'll be fine."

We made small talk as we drove the ten miles to their house. Trivial stuff like the weather etc…  chit chat.   As we entered the village where they lived my anticipation and excitement rose, has the Driver's tone changed.

I was told to obey every instruction. I knew this. Then he informed that we'd be driving to the back of the house. I was to get out, go to the back door, get undressed and wait while he put the car in the garage. There was an outside tap. I was to wash my feet, dirty from the earlier walk. 

We pulled up to a detached house, with a backgarden and footpath of about 50 metres between garage and house. Those 50 metres are the most nervous I have ever walked. 

Outside the back door there was a garden seat next to the outside tap. The tap was attached to a hose, presumably to water the immaculate lawn and flowers. As instructed I washed my feet, the water was cold, and then got undressed. First my shirt, and then my shorts. Folding them hurriedly and putting them on the seat.  The warm breeze hitting and arousing my freshly shaven midrift. I used my hands to cover my exposure, but didn't have time to sit, as the Driver rejoined me, picked up my clothes.  The back door opened.  I was invited in.

My clothes were instantly thrown on the kitchen floor as I was ushered through the to the living room and invited to sit on a stool placed in the centre, my back to an open fire.  The long rectangular room with a TV, high entertainment at one end, a window at the other with a view of green, neighbours houses nearby but not overlooking. The open fire had embers glowing but no flame. I sat with my hands clasped, covering me but was quickly told my hands should be on my knees.  My hosts sitting opposite the fire and the stool,  the other side of a large coffee table. I was being visually examined from head to toe, and back again.  I was comfortable in my own skin and had even been naked on beaches, but having only ever had heterosexual sex/relationships before I was so far out of my comfort zone I surprisingly myself. A few minutes of silence before. I was given a clip board. There was an agreement on it. That I agreed to do their bidding, without  question. Accept what ever they offered, until they tired of me, or I said the code word. Everything needed to be conseual.  I signed,  and handed it back.  The Driver nodded, removing the paper from the clipboard and threw it in the fire. Five seconds later it burst into flames. I was theirs.

"Stand up, face us,"  the Non-Driver was giving the instructions. "Legs shoulder width apart. Hands on your head, and close your eyes."  I did as instructed.  My first real chance to look at them swept away. Time was slowing. At I was losing the ability to keep track of it. I was conscious of a flash. Then another. They were taking pictures of me.

"Touch the ceiling." The only way this could be done was by climbing on the stool. Ensuring I held my balance I reached up with my left arm. "Both hands.  Stay there, close your eyes, or we can are care of it for you."

I closed them. Showing a childlike scrunch to prove they were shut. I heard them both stand up and walked towards me. Circling at first, then tracing their hands over my chest,  stomach. Moving lower to my thighs, using my backside but not my front. At least not straight away. Their first touch of my cock was the one of them reaching for it with their tonsils. Lips reached my balls before reversing back to the exposed rim of my uncut penis. I almost lost my balance.  I was kept on the stool by the other's hands on my backside.  Pushing me into the willing mouth. 

They swapped places, and began again.  Then without warning they stopped. 

"Touch the floor."  I climbed off the stool, and crouched down. "No! Bend over, touch your toes."

More of a challenge,  but with my backside exposed I got there.  Through my legs I could see them circling again, both wearing the same shoes and trousers, No telling them apart.  On my lower back, and bum I could feel them. Hands trailling as they walked. Again, after a while stopping one in front, the other behind. Both cheeks being caressed,  eased apart, then pushed back together. Opening and closing my arse hole. A hand reached through and held by balls, tugging them backwards, making my cock bounce. The fourth hand traced a direct line from my spine to the base of my balls, and back again. Each pass lingering on, around but not in where only a few had been. The last being my ex-girlfriend's big toe, but that is another story.

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By *onjo400Man
2 weeks ago

stockport

More please

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By *ature4safefunMan
2 weeks ago

preston

Good start mmmmm

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 weeks ago

Bath

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 weeks ago

Bath

"Stay there." I was briefly left alone, some rustling and the sound of the TV coming on and a further instruction. "Sit on the stool."

I did as instructed. Again my hands on my legs. There was no disguising my arousal. My hosts were back on the sofa, but sometime, somehow during my stool/toes challenge had also undressed, and now sat covering their manhoods. The three of us were naked watching TV. The screen shows a naked woman spread on white sheets in a double bed, masterbating with a vibrator. We watched her in silence for the 10 minutes it took her to orgasm. A click from the TV remote and the screen went blank.

"Stand Up, hands in front". I stood, the Driver placed my forearms together, a hand on each elbow and reached for a rope that was under the table. Working left to right he tied my forearms together, elbow to wrist. There was no skin left exposed.

"Over there and kneel therel" Pointing in front of the Driver. Again I did as instructed. With tied arms, balance was a challenge when kneeling in front of my hosts.

"Closer, lean forward but don't touch." I moved as instructed, testing my core. For a change I was glad of those early morning gym sessions. I leaned in, my face within nose touching distance of his cock. My breath bounced back off the foreskin, causing movement. A rush of blood and enlargement of him. I pulled back.

"Don't move. Open your mouth." I did, accepting an ever growing phallus in. I closed my eyes as hands were placed on my head and he started to fuck my face. Going to my tonsils, staying just long enough not to induce a gag reflex. The speed of thrust slowly increased. As I relaxed, the depth of my throat increased. Between my legs, unaided, my cock size increased. Then the contents of me increased, and not my mouth. The other end, as a finger, maybe two, pushed into my arse, pushing me onto the cock in my mouth. That made me gag. And everything stopped.

"Let's go upstairs." I stood up to walk, to be pushed down. "Crawl."

With my arms bound it was a challenge, but I got into a strange bunny hop rhythm with my arms followed by small paces on my knees. Climbing the stairs was strangely easier. I found my way blocked by the Driver sitting on the top step, and for the second time I took him into my mouth. This time with me in control of depth and rhythm. This time I got to really taste him, lick his pre cum. Savour his sex smell. At the top of the stairs, on my knees, in a strangers house I was having fun.

"Blindfold or Gag?" The question was not for me.

"Gag." The Driver replied, and then to me. "Stop, this way."

He got up and walked into the first door of the landing, pulling me with him by my hair. It was a bedroom. No other furniture other than the bed. I was instructed to lie in the middle. Face up. My legs were split apart by the Driver kneeling between them, and grabbing me. Pulling my foreskin back and didn't let go until my body tensed and spammed and I unloaded all over my belly and his hand.

"We needed you empty." Wiping his hand off on my chest. There was no rest. I was told to stand up, back to the wall. My arms above my head. I complied, own now satisfied arousal subsiding. The non-driver entered the room, with his hands full.

"Got the gag, and found these." The non-Driver entered, tossing items onto the bed, the items it soon became clear were a number of sex toys. One was quickly retrieved, his it up with a smirk. "Shall we?"

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By *seme66Man
2 weeks ago

Sourton

More please

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 weeks ago

Bath

Again not a question for me, but the reply was a nod, followed by the confirmation that I had agreed to do anything. What had been retrieved was a metal chastity cage, with a tube attached. I'd never worn one, the tube was lubed and forced into my post orgasm flaccid cock, which was then locked in place. It was strangely exhilarating, I became partially aroused before the cage started restraining me, and the erection subsided but the tube in my urethra maintained a semi of sorts. 

"Take this." The non Driver's hand putting a small white pill in my mouth,and offering some water.

"What is it?" I mumbled. 

"Don't question, take it , or do we stop and take you home."  Again I complied and swallowed with a mouthful of water from the glass offered. The water I didn't drink was thrown in my face. "It's Sildenafil, can't go soft when we need you."

I shook my head to dry my eyes, then nodded. A generic Viagra. Great, I thought to myself and I just had my cock caged. 

I was moved by the non driver and position with my head in the middle,  and my legs to one side. Feet flat on the floor. Both my hosts climbed on the bed, The Driver put his leg under my neck, like a pillow but it raised my face. His cock, already laced with pre cum touched my lips.  The non driver knelt behind. 

"We're going to fuck, and you will keep us lubed," I shifted my neck, reached up and licked the length of the shaft. It disappeared in the Driver, and came back. I licked again. It thrust again, but stayed in. "Clean my balls, bitch. "

I strained up and sucked. There was a murmer of appreciation. The rhythm of them fucking started again.  Each time I tried to lick his shaft. Not always successfully,  Every failure earned me a slap.

Again I lost track of time,  but saw the cock pulse, and cum, and fill the Driver. He pulled forward into a downward dog sort of pose, the non Driver's cock fell into my face.

"Clean us up."  I licked the cum from the shaft, by taking it into my mouth. Appearing to be satisfied, he moved away.  The Driver sat up. His bum over my mouth. I didn't need to wait long before the recently deposited cum  emerged directly into my waiting mouth. To ensure he was clean he lowered his sphincter onto my mouth. It accepted my tongue.

"Sit up and show me." I twisted my arms to allow me to sit up. I opened my mouth to show a cum covered tongue. "Swallow ."

I did, retching a little, and opened my mouth again. No cum. But he put his fingers in to check.  Fingers explored every tooth,  tongue and cheek.  Removing them there was a trace of sperm.

My legs were lifted, my buttocks exposed and without warning were spanked. 

"That was for not swallowing everything." The non driver grinned, spanked me three times more. "Now for the blindfold ."

The blindfold was retrieved from the floor. It looked like strap-on dildo.  I was wrong. The leather was placed over my eyes, and strapped in place.  The dildo was available for use. I was led back on the bed, swivelled 90 degrees and pulled to the end. My feet left temporarily on the floor before they were picked up by the Driver. He stood between them, legs in the air. The more my legs were raised, the more my hole became exposed until it was at an height and angle to be entered.

"Open your mouth." As I did a ball was strapped to my face. "We don't you to scream, as we take your virginity."

I felt the pressure of the cock,  the resistance of the sphincter. The cock won. The pain was intense, exquisite. The thrust was slow at first but before long the Driver as far in as he could push.  The pain became pleasure. I felt his balls on my bum. Then the Non Driver climbed on the bed. He straddled my face and eased himself down on the dildo strapped to my face.  Leaning back to kiss the Driver as he did.  Then he sat up straight and down fully. The dildo slid in easily, and my nose nestled in the crack of the cheeks.  He jiggled the clenched. Partially restricting my ability to breathe. If I thought the cage was straining me earlier it certainly was now. The face rider eased himself up and down for his pleasure, allowing me to breathe while my arse was being pounded. Action repeated until the Driver exclaimed and came deep inside me.  Another load landed on my chest. 

Respite,  I thought to myself as the arse was emptied and gag removed. I was wrong. They were changing places.  Rather than a gag, I had the Driver's cock to suck, cleaning his cum from the shaft,  as we went into a semi 69. His cock in my mouth, his breath on my balls.

Then I felt a new cock trying to enter me. My bum lubed by the Driver's cum., was about to find out how much more endowed the non driver was. It felt like a can.  This time both fucking me for pleasure,  not trying to orgasm. 

Every thrust either made me tense, or gag. My body was being tested. How much could it take. Until I had walked through the door of this house, I'd never done anything  like this. Now I wanted more. I closed my eyes and tried to relax and enjoy my two hosts fucking me. 

They seemed to sense my enjoyment, and stopped. My mouth empty but bum so very full. He withdrew so slowly until the final relaxation of emptiness.  He lent over and kissed my balls. I heard a click of padlock and felt the chastity cage being lifted. It was as though my erection didn't want the cage to leave, instantly springing up, following it. Standing proud. The Driver leaned over pulled my foreskin fully back and took it in his mouth. One slow full slide to the back of his throat. I let out an involuntary moan and my cock a twitch as the rim of the helmet was passed.  Cock released the non-driver did the same slow slide. Another moan another twitch.

"You better not cum!"   An instruction, not a suggestion. I closed my eyes to concentrate.  I counted 10 more slow oral rides of my penis. I assume 5 each but couldn't be sure.  I'd didn't orgasm but was very close. I ventured a look. Pre-cum was oozing. If they're intention was to edge, they were very good at it.

My hosts instructed my to stand at the foot of the bed, facing the wall. They kissed each other,  and enquired if I was worthy of the Playroom. My mind raced. What more did they have in mind. 

The bedroom door opened, followed by the sound of a door sliding, then metal grating. I turned to see a light from the ceiling. What ever the playroom was it appeared to be in the roof area, up a ladder.

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By *uckitboiMan
2 weeks ago

Chelmsford

Keep it coming

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By *ookiechefMan
2 weeks ago

saxmundham

Excellent, more please

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
7 days ago

Bath

I was instructed to follow.  Both hosts climbed the ladder, again a challenge for me with arms bound. It wasn't elegant but I crawled/fell up through the loft hatch into a room  that had been white washed.  Floor,  ceiling and walls. 

"Get up and turn around" As I knelt up I could see a St Andrew's Cross, and a tripod and camera pointing towards the middle of the room. I turned my back to the camera,  to see a bed. The bed wasn't empty. I turned to face the woman I'd watched masterbating earlier.

She wasn't alone, The Driver was already there, his hand between her legs.  My other host approached with another blindfold for me. This blindfold also has a dildo attached. It was huge, at least 3 inches wide at it widest and over foot in length.  My mind raced as I was it was strapped to my eyes, its weight making my head bow. Which hole would I be getting up close and personal with?

The Driver and the woman cleared the bed an I was led to it and led down. My legs were positioned so my manhood was exposed and vunerable.  The placement ended with a single stroke of my shaft,  a trace around my balls by a finger which ran down the inside of my leg,  and the big toe on my right foot being sucked.  Then nothing. Turned on only by anticipation. The wait. 

I felt two people climb on the bed. One at my head, the other around my middle.  Someone straddled my viagra fuelled cock, and slide down on it. All the way, and stopped. It didn't feel like a vagina,  something confirmed when my face was straddled and an arse slide down the dildo and female lips smothered my lips. But the smell wasn't feminine it was of male cum, so was the taste. 

They started to gyrate on me.

"Do not cum ."  Again said not as a request. I was so turned on. So close. I thought of tractors, trains or planes. Tried recall England rugby’s starting 15 in the 2003 world cup final,  Ann Widdecombe.  Anything but the thought of what was happening.

The riding of my cock stopped just in time. The perfect edge.  The sensation subsided by the erection remained, the drug doing its work. The vagina climbed off my face, swivelled and sank over my cock for a single delicious full depth thrust. I was pulled up from the bed, and pushed against the wall, but I felt the wood of the cross.  First my right leg,  then the left was belted to the cross. My arms were untied, but the rope then used to tie mid rift to cross. Then the blindfold was removed.

I was alone, in the room, with just the Driver. The camera had been turned to face me.

"You've done well. Impressed. So were going to let you cum. But don't spill a drop on the floor "  With that he turned and walked out the door,  slamming it behind him.

I was alone. 

I waited.

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By *ob bikerMan
7 days ago

Bideford

Wow more please got me rock hard

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By *uckmehardMan
7 days ago

dudley

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By *i Biker60Man
7 days ago

bitown

Great story

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
7 days ago

Bath

It dawned on me that I was going to have to do this myself. 

There was a red light on the camera. No doubt they were watching down stairs.  I reached down with my right hand and pulled my foreskin back.  Shutting my eyes, my go to thoughts for masterbation had changed.  It was no longer the image of my naked Ex giving a blow job and looking straight into my eyes as I came and she swallowed...  Now it was the Driver pulling back my foreskin and going down on me. I kept building the rhythm. Knowing I was being watched was so hot. The wave increased to a crescendo, and I exploded into the palm of my left hand.

Not knowing what to do with 'me' I licked me own cum from my hand.  I had tasted my cum before but this felt exceptionally rich and creamy.  I'd worked for this.

The Driver, still naked, still erect, re-entered the room.

"It's 8pm, time for you to go."  I'd been there 8 hours, less the time it took to drive here. I was untied and ankles released. 

I followed the Driver out of the play room and downstairs,  the woman was no where to be seen. The non Driver was dressed.  The stool  was unmoved, and the TV had been paused,  the freeze frame was me at the point of orgasm. The fire was roaring.

'Bend over the stool." An instruction from the non Driver. I did as I was told. "A present for you  "

He came towards me with a butt plug,  and without a further word, inserted it. It went in with ease, as my sphincter sucked to hold it in place.

"When we meet again, make sure you're wearing it," said the Driver.  I nodded and stood up. Felt good. The viagra effects still there.

Then in a flash of self consciousness I realised I was covered in cum.

"Can I shower?"

"You can use the hose outside if you want." I declined.

"Where are my clothes?

"We needed something to start the fire." Replied the non driver. I looked at the fire place the remnants of a Red t-shirt was burning.  I was about to complain, to be interupted by the now dressed  Driver. With his hand on my lips.

"You agreed we could do anything. Would you have said 'Orange' ?"  The code word. I surprised myself as I shook my head. He handed me my house keys which were in my shorts pocket. "Come on, I'll drive you home, I'll drop you where I picked you up. "

I left the house as I arrived, naked through the back door.  Climbed in the Range Rover wondering how I was going to get back home, naked with a drug induced erection and an inserted butt plug .  I was being dropped half a mile from home.

We were taking a different route. More country lane than 'A' road. Each turn feeling the butt plug. Then my brain clicked, and heart raced. We were going to be driving past a well known dogging spot.  My mind went into over drive. I was naked and already covered in dried cum. My heart raced as Driver slowed and indicated to turn in, but drove straight passed. Laughing out loud.

We drove in silence to the place where I was picked up. Half a mile from where I lived. Gingerly, this time cause I was naked, and had a butt plug inserted, I got out. Shut the door. The Driver rolled the window down.

"Till next Saturday then.  Same time here. " I nodded. He drove about ten feet and stopped. "Hey, do you need these?"

He threw my clothes onto the pavement and drove off.

End of chapter one

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By *hillieMan
7 days ago

Lincoln

You feel the oil drip on your sac and I feel it too. I hold our shafts firmly now. My right hand works itself along both towers. You feel good and you view me through half open eyes momentarily. You close them again and I work with greater pressure and increased speed. I try to judge your arousal so that we orgasm together. You blow a load of white streamers and they land across your chest, neck and face. I follow and add my contribution to the battlefield of cum on your chest. The collateral damage is immense and our bodies squrim with the erotic pleasure.

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By *ookiechefMan
7 days ago

saxmundham

Chapter one brilliant, may there be many more!!!

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By *hillieMan
7 days ago

Lincoln

Absolutely

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By *nowball meMan
7 days ago

MELKSHAM

Excellent!

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 days ago

Bath

Chapter 2

There was one email in the following week. It  confirmed 'Saturday, pick up same time, same place, same dress code. Do not be late. '  That was it. No clue as to what would happen. More of the same? 

I made sure I was properly groomed and left in good time to reach the pick up point, wearing the same t-shirt and shorts combination, same footwear. Waving a hearty good morning to a neighbour as I left.  I was looking forward to my day.  Whatever it may bring. Really wanted to be attached to the St. Andrew's Cross in the loft. 

The pick up went smoothly. On time, and I had the same rush of adrenaline as I climbed into the Driver's Range Rover. I nodded to the question as to the insertion of the butt plug. I was told the same arrival procedures would be observed as last week.

So within the hour, I was again standing naked in a garden waiting for a backdoor to be opened. Which it was as soon as the Driver arrived from parking the car. 

In the living room this week there were two stools. One was already taken, by another naked man. He has sat on the stool in the same pose I had been in the week before.

"Saturday meet Wednesday." Was the only introduction. We looked to be the same height, same build.  Both hair free 'there' and I suspected both with butt plugs insitu.

"Saturday,  before you sit down, kneel. Say hello properly. Suck Wednesday's cock".  I did as I was instructed took him into my mouth. Whilst delivering the fellatio the non-Driver got up and manually checked if I was plugged. By pulling it out slightly then pushing it back in place. "Enough."

I stopped and then as instructed I sat on the stool next to Wednesday. We sat back to back. We were forbidden to talk to each other.  It was explained they were holding an afternoon tea party. We were to be the meeters and greeters, waiters, and general playthings. Whatever the guests wanted, the guests would get. If a guest wanted us in a bedroom we were to go, but the playroom was off limits as it was being decorated. The Driver made a point of saying watersports were not off limits. Did we understand?  I know I nodded.

"Follow me." We were shown to the dining room. Eight places set which meants six guests.  There wasn't just cutlery and plates on the table,  but a selection of toys, dildos of various sizes from accommodatable to eye watering. For spanking there was a variety of paddles, birches, canes and a riding crop. Handcuffs and other restraints were also there. The curtains were drawn which meant although the light was dim, the room was free from any passing onlookers trying to look through the window. We were walked once around the table and back to the front room, and directed back to the stools.

"Everyone will be naked and apart from you masked, we need a way to identify you." We are the two not wearing a mask, I thought to myself.  We were made to kneel,  and the Driver brought out two chains. Each about 18 inches long, each link the length of, and the metal the width of, my little finger. With a gold coloured padlock acting as the medallion, They were placed around out necks and locked. They were heavy and cold.  "That's better, stand up."

We both did in unplanned synchronicity, and with our hands on our heads we were inspected. Thoroughly inspected. My butt plug was removed to make sure that I had douche properly. My foreskin pulled right back and under the helmet checked for cleanliness, testicles held and squeezed looking for any rogue pubic hair. My mouth checked to make sure my breath was fresh. The inspection stopped as the front door bell chimed. 

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By *ature boyMan
2 days ago

Erdington

Mmmmmmm hmmmm very hot...scary but horny

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By *aveh1234Man
2 days ago

bournemouth

Loving this

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 days ago

Bath

The non-Driver answered the door and returned quickly to say it was the Chef. They had hired a chef to prepare the afternoon tea, so the hosts could play. The Chef had been directed round the back of the house to park, but needed help with the ingredients.  Wednesday and I were both dispatched to the back garden gate, naked and chained, to help. Without any shock or surprise, giving away the fact that he'd had perhaps been here before, the Chef gave us both three trays, stacked together, to be taken to the kitchen. I walked back down the path, carefully placing the trays on the kitchen table.

As we were not needed any further we both were returned to the stools. 

We were joined by the non-driver.

"Hold out your hands." 4 pills, 2 each. I recognised them.  The same as last week. We were informed that there was no need for chastity cages this week. Just double Viagra, offered with half a pint of water.  The non-driver explained,  "You must stay hard when needed. Wank, suck and fuck on demand. Only cum when you are given permission.  Go soft unexpectedly and you'll be dismissed." 

I took the pills without question, and this week, drank all the water.

We were left alone. The silence only broken by the mantle clock chiming twice. The silence increased the anticipation.  The absorption of the drug was increasing the blood flow to my cock.

I jumped as the door bell rang. The Non-driver  appeared and I was dispatched to answer the door.  As I stood the blood flow was complete and I had a full erection.  Answered the door,  naked,  chained and erect. The first  guest had arrived, already wearing a mask and squeezing my cock as he entered.

Within 15 minutes, all of the Guests had arrived. Each greeted at the door by one of us naked.  All dressed to impress wearing masks that wouldn't have been out of place in a Venetian Ball. Between us, Wednesday and I showed them all to the changing room.  To watch them all emerge a few minutes later naked, their identity concealed by still wearing the mask. All carrying impressive flaccid packages,  with varying amounts of pubic hair, from none to natural. By the time all the Guests had assembled the Hosts were also naked but now  with their own flamboyant masks in place. No one shook hands, they shook cocks.

"Gentlemen, welcome. Welcome to our V and B afternoon. The viagra will be served in the dining room, and as the invitation advised. Every cock in use must be bareback.  Before we eat we have some introductory sport for you."

All six guests stopped talking, and listened to the Driver. "Our two waiters are going to perform.  You, heads or tails"

He was pointing at Wednesday. 

"Tails." Wednesday replied.

"You lost. This is an oral sex challenge. Saturday, you have 10 minutes to make Wednesday cum using fellatio only. No hands. Succeed, you win. Fail, you lose, and Wednesday is the winner. The winner gets to flog the loser 10 times. Get on the floor. "

I knelt between Wednesday's legs, took his cock in my mouth and deep throated him. Then went to town pumping him with my mouth, circling my tongue. I could taste his pre-cum. I slowed my tongue now just circling the rim of his helmet. I could see that some of the Guests approved as they were masturbating in time to oral rhythm.  I took him inside fully again, he groaned. I was winning. I repeated my action, and sped up. His cock in my mouth from tip to pubic bone. Despite his best efforts to restrain himself, I felt a warm salty jet hit the back of my throat.  I made a few more thrusts, to drain him fully. Sat up. Opened my mouth to show my success. Then I was instructed to swallow.

The audience gave a small round of applause.  The non-driver handed me the riding crop.

"10 times. Don't be soft, or I'll use it on you." Wednesday got up and bent over one of the stools his arse vulnerable to the world. 

I swung the crop, it swished the air and landed with a slap. Followed by a 'Ooof' as Wednesday tried not to scream.  By number 4, the 'ooof' had become a grimace.  By 8 an outright exhalation and the tenth an exclamation! His buttocks now with red welts where the crop had landed.

The driver took the crop from me, and I was returned to the stool, while one of the guests rubbed Wednesday's arse, to soothe the pain.

The guests moved into the dining room, the table now laden with food. Finger sandwiches, tarts and cake. A truly broad spread for afternoon tea. Inter-dispersed with the sex toys.

All seated, the Non Driver spoke. “Gentlemen a toast.” Raising his blue pill, “to an afternoon of debauchery.” 

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By *an467Man
2 days ago

Glasgow

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By *ature bottom for funMan
2 days ago

Glasgow

Great story. Bring on the debauchery.

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By *ature boyMan
2 days ago

Erdington

Awesome..mmm

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
2 days ago

Bath

He took his medicine.  The others did the same. 

"Wednesday,  it's too dark in here, go and get some candles." Following the non-driver's requests he disappeared to the kitchen, returning moments with his hands full. We were both given two church pillar candles, which were lit, and then instructed to stand arms outstretched in a T shape providing extra light.

Viagra fuelled, and both our cocks already erect, it didn't take long for the guests to ignore the food and start playing.  A guest lit another candle and started dripping on Wednesday's cock. With every drip it bounced, as if it was enjoying it. There was a grimace on his face as another guest fingered his arse hole. 

Then attention turned to me. Two guests. Two candles. They dripped wax along my shoulders, over my feet, my thighs, then the shaft of my cock.  All of which was bearable.  What made me flinch was the hot wax hitting my exposed helmet.  The flinch wasn't pain. I almost came!

Sensing my arousal,  a third guest approached and started masturbating while eating a slice of battenburg cake.  It wasn't going to take long, each drip of wax bringing me closer. 

"Please can I cum." I pleaded.

"Hold on," said the Battenburg man, reaching for another slice. "Go on then."

Two more drips of wax, and the manual stimulation saw me release three streams of cum over the slice of cake.  When he was sure my orgasm was complete he fed the cake into my mouth.

The Driver then moved me, bent me over and slapped my arse as hard as he could. "That was for dropping the candles."

I had totally forgotten about them. I must have let go as I orgasmed.  A second slap. "That was for cuming so soon."

A third. "That was because I like seeing your arse red. What do you think?" He asked the guests.

"Isn't it better like this?" A guest asked, don't know who, as he removed my butt plug and pushed one of the dildos, larger than my plug, from the table up my arse. Slowly moving it in and out.

"Or this?" Another voice,  the dildo removed to be replaced by a cock. It wasn't long before he was balls deep into my arse.  I looked over at Wednesday he was lent over a chair his arse being made redder by a paddle wielding Guest.  Other guests were now either fucking each other or watching and wanking.

The Battenburg man was masterbating and came over another slice. This slice was also fed to me, followed by his cock.  The spit roast continued as cocks at both ends got replaced. 

Not a lot of food got eaten. I was fed more battenburg and the cream from a chocolate eclair was smeared over my chest. Wednesday was made to lick me clean. Difficult to do when you are being fucked.

I was moved away from Wednesday and placed over a chair,  bending me at the waist.  My wrists and ankles were tied to each other. Once the guests knew I was secure they stepped back, looked and agreed I was not going to escape. Something hit me. My arse cheeks took the force. Fuck. Then my buttocks were rubbed. Then hit again. Then rubbed. 

I counted a dozen spanks and a dozen buttock caresses. All the time my cock viagra erect and bouncing. 

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By *ornet99Man
1 day ago

manchester

Do these sort of party’s really go on…..???? .

Would love to attend one xxx👅👅👅👅

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By *ath Naturist OP   Man
1 day ago

Bath

A guest forced his finger into my bum. I moaned in pleasure from the feel of it. He pushed it in deep. I felt his knuckle slip past my sphincter, and slid in as deep as he could reach. He held it there for a moment, then he pulled it almost out and shoved it hard back in. More groans and moans from me, and an automatic hump back from my hips. Surprising me. Then it was pulled completely out.

I felt the finger on my lips, which, I assumed, was the one that had been in my arse, being placed on my lips. I started running my tongue around the finger, licking it as hard as I could. While I was licking he pushed two more into my mouth.

"You better get these as wet as you can. Soon all three will be buried in your ass."  The Guest informed me.

All three fingers deeper in my mouth and soon to the back of it, down my throat.  I gagged around all three, and the spit in my mouth flowed greatly. My eyes watered as he shoved his fingers in and out of my throat. He pulled his fingers out of my mouth and in one swift motion switched ends  had two fingers buried deep in my ass. Quickly followed by the third.

My moans and groans escaped freely and loudly.

"Oh, God yes! Yes! Yes! More, please. FUCK" was just part of what was leaving my mouth. Never though, did I even consider my safe word. 

I could see Wednesday getting fucked by the Driver. But I was in my own world. My head was shaking from side to side, and my hips were picking up to try and force more of the fingers in me.

The guest stopped fingering my arse and removed all three fingers. My mouth is wide open. All I could do was just breathe.

"If you want me to continue, open your mouth wider and accept what I'm about to give you. Or say the safe word,  we will stop right now and dump you on the street naked." He threatened.

"Please, please, I want more, sir. Don't stop. Anything you want. Please!" I was begging as I let my head sag and opened my mouth wide. A cock filled it and began to facefuck me. 

I felt someone move between my outstretched legs, and then more fingers started to caress my asshole again.

"Gentlemen, you have watched our waiter be led in here and bound. Not by force, by consent. You've watched writhe and beg for more while we fingered his arse.”

My mind stopped listening as the facefuck got quicker, deeper. He was fucking my mouth as fast as he could. Without saying a word, I felt him start to twitch, and he came. His hot cum flowed into my mouth. He withdrew. I closed my mouth and swallowed. 

"Open that sweet mouth and beg me for my cock. I'm back, like I told you. Now beg."

"Please sir, let me taste more Guests. My mouth is yours to use anyway you want."

I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue.

"That was nice, slut." was all he said as another guest pushed his cock into my mouth.

The head of another cock pressed up against my asshole. I felt the slick cool gel being rubbed over my asshole. 

My asshole opened and accepted the head of a massive cock. The pain was intense, but I wanted it and more. He slid the full 10" length of cock into me. No scream from me this time, only a grunt as I accepted the pounding. His groans were louder than mine as he came.  I'd taken another load, bareback. 

My bum was gaping open so much, as more lube was applied and a guest counted to four. counting each finger he inserted. Then I felt the Guest start to fold his thumb into his hand, I knew I would soon have a man's hand buried in my arsehole.

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By *azmin999jmMan
1 day ago

wakefiedl

Wow

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