And, just at that moment Tom said ‘Let’s move to our bedroom ‘
Their bed was huge with iron frame ends.
I glimpsed ropes tied to the frames.
Images of men tied and restrained flashed across my mind.
Tom was in control.
I noticed that Barry maintained the flamboyant, confident behaviour but it was obvious that he would do anything to please Tom.
Just as he had promised to me.
Tom beckoned to me, indicating that I would be welcome on his bed. He had a way with him, authoratative but not bossy. His eyes persuaded you to do what he wanted.
And I sensed that he wanted me
I lay on my back and Tom knelt between my thighs.
He loomed above me.
As he bent down, I spread my thighs wide and lifted them up, wrapping them around his body, my arms held high, inviting him into me.
I had never felt such delicious abandonment
My legs, my arms, my lips - all expressed the same message ‘ Take me Tom, have me, bugger me. I am yours’
I felt the head of his cock touch my anus.
The gentlest of pressure
I reached down and felt his cock and I helped it ease into me.
His precum was sufficient lubrication
Slowly he penetrated me.
No pain, maybe a brief passing discomfort but then the sheer joy of knowing that this man was buggering me. All my fantasies being fulfilled by this charming handsome man.
That wonderful feeling I still experience occasionally when I give myself to a man, it all derives from Tom.
He buggered me slowly , kissing me, his tongue penetrating my mouth as his cock penetrated my bum.
Occasionally I glimpsed Barry to my side, head propped on one hand, watching
I think he winked at me.
He knew what Tom’s cock felt like deep inside his bum.
He reached across and I felt his fingertips on my nipples.
Another deeply sexual feeling washed through my body.
Tom’s cock deep inside me, his tongue in my mouth, my body open, vulnerable, exposed, abandoned, and Barry teasing my sensitive nipples.
I lost track of time.
I was in a dream, the most profound erotic sensual dream.
But it was real.
And then Tom moved from gentle, tender penetration to faster, louder fucking.
This was different
This was animal fucking and I craved it
I almost wanted it to hurt.
Barry was now holding my arms
No more kissing
No more caressing my nipples
He was helping Tom have me
A new sensation rippled through me
I wanted this
I wanted to be fucked, had, buggered, ravished.
In my mind Tom became a team of rampant men, buggering a receptive submissive man.
It seemed to go on for ages.
It was only Tom but in my reveries it was a team of studs with colossal cocks.
And when Tom came, with four or five deep thrusts inside me, the noise he made was pure animal.
And I was well and truly fucked
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