NightCam Fun

I quietly opened the front door,

‘Come in quietly, go straight through to the sitting room’ I half whispered  

The stranger I had only spoken to online, nodded and followed the light down the corridor into the sitting room.

‘This is straight up, yes?

I nodded this wasn’t the first guy I had invited round on the promise of fun with my sleeping partner to think it was a con.

‘Where is he? Is he really asleep? I nodded

‘He is in the bedroom, you have seen the video clips, it is all as you have seen it and I described it’

‘Will he wake up?

‘Well yes if you get him hard and end up sitting on his cock, most guys will wake up, but by then, as long as you have him horny enough, lay back and enjoy the ride, he won’t be stopping it, do you fancy a glass of wine before you go through?

I always offered guys a drink and got them to sit down for a ten to fifteen minutes, it seemed to help relax them, I knew myself it did all sound to good to be true, you come round and asleep in the bed in the next room is a thirty something fit male, hairy chested with a nice 7” thick cock when hard, you get shown through in the dark, kneel down by the bed and; me your host, pulls back the cover and leave you to it, while I either film it or sit and watch in the shadows the only light from the sitting room down the hall.

‘You still interested? I asked, he nodded, ‘Happy to be filmed? Another nod, ‘cool’. 

So how had all this started, we had been together for seven or eight years, had a really comfortable life, nice flat in Bromley, Kent. With both of us working we could afford to eat out when we wanted; our favourite Thai restaurant just ten minutes’ walk away, next to Beckenham Junction station. Looking back we drank probably too much; dam those three bottles for the price of two offers or worse three bottle for a tenner. Most Friday and Saturday nights would see us have an early bottle of wine and then we would head out to the Thai around 6pm, another two bottles of wine there and then sometimes another once we were home again.

The night this all started we had been out with a great friend, Harry, with whom we had enjoyed several threesomes when we first met, about 4 years previously. My partner Tim, had since I met him always been a sound sleeper and had always been a reasonably early bedder and not long after we got back from the restaurant, he said his goodnights and went off to bed. Harry and I sat laughing and joking and reminiscing, he had always had a thing about Tim, stretching back to when we had first met. Tim was a very good looking early thirties guy, 5’10” who worked out and had played lots of rugby in his teens; he had never lost that definition, he was dark haired and had a lovely hairy muscled chest, size eleven feet and an amazing cock, uncut, but his foreskin always sat behind his oversized bellend, two lovely balls the size of small hens eggs, he kept his pubes trimmed and the hair on his chest, a real catch for the short fat insecure guy like me.  

Harry and I sat chatting and drinking, somehow we ended up talking about Tim, he was laughing

‘Remember that time, when we first met and I came round and Tim went for a piss’ he said

I did, I remembered it well,

‘Yeah and you said he sounded like a horse pissing’ I added finishing his story, we both laughed, ‘Well you eventually saw the reason for that’ I added, he nodded and lit another cigarette; yes people smoked then, without any drama.

‘I miss sucking his cock, it was amazing, and I should know, I have sucked a few’ he added, we laughed again, I think the booze was then speaking

‘Well go through and do it, he is dead to the world’ I added

‘Really? He looked directly at me, I nodded,

He didn’t move, I got up

‘Come on follow me’, he put out his cigarette and stood up.

I indicated for him to be quiet and we went down the corridor, I pushed open the bedroom door, the room was very dark, a small amount of light followed us in from the corridor, about six feet into the room was our double bed and Tim was asleep on the side nearest to the door, I walked over to the bed with Harry next to me, I indicated for him to kneel down on the floor about the middle of the bed, I called Tim’s name a couple of times, nothing, he was fast asleep, gently snoring. I took hold of the duvet and pushed it off him over on to myside of the bed, he lay naked on his back, his soft cock on his thigh. Harry sat and looked at him for a while, till I prodded him and whispered for him to go ahead.

I sat back on the floor by the door to the ensuite, a bottle of poppers in hand, Harry gently reached out and lifted Tim’s cock between two fingers, he leant in and kissed the bellend and then popped it into his mouth. As I took a deep sniff of poppers, I watched Harry run one hand gently over Tim’s chest and the other along the inside of his thigh, his mouth working his bellend. I think Harry heard me sniffing the poppers as he held out his left hand towards me, his hand monetarily leaving Tim’s thigh, I handed him the opened bottle and watched him take it to his nose, he dropped Tim’s bellend from his mouth, his cock was definitely growing and it plopped down on to his stomach; fatter and longer.

Harry blocked one nostril and took several breaths and then the other, he waved the bottle back at me in the dark, I took it from his hand. He put his mouth down to Tim’s bellend, he tried to pick it up between his lips but it had swollen and with its increased weight it pulled free; flopping back on to his abs, Harry slid his hand from Tim’s chest, where it had been toying with his chest hair and gripped the base of his shaft, he lifted Tim’s meat, still not totally hard it sagged heavily, lolling about in the dark, its rapidly inflating bellend dark against his skin even in this light. Harry kissed and licked the shaft from his balls to the head, before taking his corona into his mouth again. Now Tim’s bellend is the size of a large plum, once fully hard, with a large half inch ridge where it joins his shaft, his frenulum stretching tautly splitting his glands and pulling open his slit. Harry pulled him from his mouth and his teeth flashed at me as he ginned at me in the dark, slowly wanking Tim’s thick shaft, that was enough for me, I sniffed more poppers, feeling my head swim at the horny scene in front of me, Harry then really went to town, sucking and licking Tim’s cock and balls. I cannot now remember how that night ended, probably with Tim cumming in Harry face, but alas the boozer had dimmed my mind.

I do remember Tim never mentioned it the next morning, and never appeared to wake up, but I had a great wank after Harry had gone. The following night Tim and I went out for our Saturday night Thai; no wonder they always had a table for us and in the words of the manager one night with the queue out the door into the street

‘Come in Come in, you no have to wait, you no have to wait’ he then led us pass all those in the queue into the restaurant.

I did feel sorry for the couple whose meals were picked up from the table we normally sat at as they were then ushered in to an annex room, while we were sat at the table they had only seconds before occupied; but hey they should have eaten there as often as us.

Lot’s more wine later, Tim was in bed and I was sat at my PC, my thoughts returning to the night before with Harry, I must have been pissed, because I created a profile, offering for guys to come round and enjoy sucking my sleeping partners cock in the dark, the profile complete with a couple of night vision pictures I had taken of Harry feasting and some pictures of Tim taken in daylight. I posted the profile and went into the chatroom and that was how it all started, many guys thought it sounded horny, but also a bit strange and never did attend but a lot did and as the weeks went past, a few became regular visitors, getting braver and braver, most eventually having sucked him hard and gotten him turned on, saddling up and getting well fucked while I either filmed using a night sight camera or watched sniffing poppers and wanking. 

‘So do you want to strip off in here and I will take you through’ I said to the guy as he finished off his glass of wine.

He nodded and slowly stood and began pulling his rugby shirt off over his head, I always enjoyed this bit, having a good look at the guys as they stripped off, his chest wasn’t defined or hairy; Mr average really. He kicked off his trainers and pulled off his socks, neatly tucking them into his trainers, he undid his leather belt and slid his jeans down to his ankles stepping out of them and then picking them up and folding them adding them to the pile of clothes, he looked at me and adjusted the front of his white briefs. I didn’t make it any easier, I just stood and watched, he muttered something about ‘here goes’ and pushed his briefs down and stepped out of them his hand going to his cock and balls, he tugged his cock and his balls and looked at me

‘Poppers? I said

Offering him the bottle, he took a long sniff in each nostril, I took it off him

‘Just wave if you want more in there’

I added turning to the door, I picked up the night sight digital camera and led him down the corridor to our bedroom door and indicated for him not to remain quiet.

As I pushed the door open, I could hear the guys breathing, I am sure if I had listened hard enough I would have heard his heart pounding; he had said in chat before coming over, anyone could be waiting in the room, he was right, but he accepted me saying, but I am genuine, I wonder how many guys had fallen for that in the past and ended up in a scene they didn’t want to be in.

I took his hand and led him into the dark room, when we got to the side of the bed I whispered for him to kneel down which he did. I switched on the camera, it made a low level ‘bong’ I looked through the viewer, the green image showing the whole room clearly I had a look at the guy on his knees face, nervously looking at Tim. He slid his hands under the duvet and began to orientate himself; feeling left and right, he looked towards the camera smiling, he had found it. I carefully positioned the camera and then I pulled the duvet off Tim, I had to remind myself that the visitor couldn’t see anything just an outline in front of him in the dark, I picked up the camera once more and scanned along Tim’s body, he was on his back, his cock soft resting over his balls. I opened the cover of the poppers bottle and handed him them once more, he breathed deeply several times in each nostril and handed them back, I sat back in my usual place camera at the ready.

He leaned forward and kissed along the Tim’s side, gently planting kisses on his flank flesh as he moved along his body towards the top of the bed, his left hand he ran down the outside of Tim’s leg and then back up along his inner calves and then his inner thigh, he skirted around Tim’s balls and cock without touching them and then brought his hand up and slowly over Tim’s chest, feeling Tim’s clippered hairs flick against his hand as he went against the direction of growth his fingers sensually stroking the skin and hairs; I heard him sigh. His mouth having reached Tim’s chest moved up his side across his chest towards his nipple, light kisses every inch or so till he reached it, his tongue flicked across it, and he kissed it, turning it into a hard nub. He looked in the direction of the camera again smiling broadly.

He then kissed downwards, pushing his lips into Tim’s flesh, his tongue flicking out and tasting him, leaving little wet patches glistening on his skin, he reached Tim’s trimmed pubes and pushed his nose into them, I could hear him breathing deeply, both his hands now feeling and caressing Tim’s skin. He hovered about an inch above his skin and moved down towards Tim’s balls, his nose bumped into Tim’s bellend, his tongue skimmed over Tim’s soft cock, he used it to explore Tim’s bellend, it flicked over the exposed head and round the skin mantel, slowly tracing the vein down to his ball sac, he kissed each ball and then gently and sensually licked back along the shaft ruffling the skin, then rapidly flicking it over the bellend once more and pushing the tip into Tim’s cock slit. He scooped up the bellend and cock into his mouth, his right hand gripped the bottom of Tim’s shaft as his mouth pulled upwards stretching his cock, his motion backwards and forwards, slowly allowing the shaft to swell and expand, while his left hand fingers toyed with the hairs on his thigh.

I was pleased this guy knew what he was doing and how to turn on a cock; mine included, I had pulled my cock out of my shorts and slowly wanked it, precum dripping as I watched. He held Tim’s hardening cock with his right hand and pulled his mouth off his bellend with a wet plop noise, his cock was definitely getting a lot harder, he held it an inch from his mouth, letting his tongue lick across the swollen bellend, interspersing licks with kisses, he gently wanked the shaft again several times as Tim’s cock reached its full 7 inch hardness, he sat looking at the swollen meat in his hand, his hand still wanking the full length of the cock. The camera revealed a glistening drop of precum at his slit, his tongue snake like flicked out and it vanished, he wanked it some more, another drop, he licked this off too but this he smeared over his own lips, his eyes closed as if in ecstasy.

I handed him the open poppers bottle, he popped the swollen bellend into his mouth and then took the poppers and blocking first one and then the other nostril he breathed deeply, he thrust them back to me, just as the poppers turned him into a cock hungry slag, his mouth was watering, dribbles of saliva running down the shaft as he worked the thick juicy head, his tongue flashing into view licking every millimetre of his bellend and mantel, in that moment, he needed that cock, he worshipped it. As the poppers rush, started to wane, his mouth and tongue slowed, long slow licks replacing the previous rapid movement, Tim groaned, his cock throbbing, his bellend glowing darker in the camera view finder, showing the heat it was giving off.

The visitor, grinned at the camera again and then letting go of Tim’s cock, he let it flop on to his belly, it bobbed up, and fell back, the guy moved slightly and buried his face into Tim’s ball sac, his left hand pushing under his balls lifting them and as he tightened his grip round his scrotum his balls bulged together, he kissed the meat mass and then sucked each one into his mouth, swirling it round his mouth, before swapping to the next one, he licked up his sac and to the bottom of his shaft and began once more to kiss and lick along it, Tim’s excited cock bobbing up to his lips as they reached his dripping bellend. Lifting the meaty lump with his left hand, he leant forward and let his tongue lap up his precum honey and then back to the source his mouth engulfed his bellend once more. I offered him more poppers and he greedily sniffed them from the bottle, I counted one two three as his poppers rush hit him and he began slobbering and licking the meat in front of him for all he was worth, griping the shaft tightly forcing it to give up its juice, which he ravenously devoured, I was getting a kick out of poppering him up and watching him really enjoy that meat, over powering his mind in a poppers haze as he did everything but eat the cock before him. I offered him poppers a few more times, counting down to three as he succumbed to its power.

I could see Tim was awake, he was using his hands to push the guy down on to his cock, his hips rising fucking his mouth. I whispered in the visitors ear to get onto the bed and get astride Tim, he quickly got up, his own cock, hard too, he slung his leg over Tim and sat astride his cock, he lent forward, his lips hovering above Tim’s, which lifted to meet them. Tim lay back and the guy pushed his tongue into Tim’s mouth, they snogged passionately, the guy sliding his ass against Tim’s rock hard shaft, the guy pulled forward lifting his arse, his hand reaching back gripping Tim’s cock tapping his leaking bellend against his hole, he raised himself up and positioned Tim’s cock and then slowly pushed downwards, he let out a groan as Tim’s bellend popped past his sphincter, he hovered, kissing Tim some more, before he began to slowly ride his way down his thick raw meat.

He sat impaled, Tim’s balls bulging out behind the guys arse as he sat, Tim’s cock buried deep inside him. They began to lift and thrust in unison, the thick shaft pulling out and then pushing back deeply in, the guys ass gripping the shaft, it glowed red on the camera viewer too, heat and blood, highlighting the fun. The guy pulled his legs up so he could raise and lower himself, riding the meat, fucking himself with it, I stood and held the open poppers to his nose, his eyes flashed open and as he realised what it was he breathed deeply again; another count of three and he was hammering up and down on Tim’s shaft, his ass slapping against Tim’s ball sac, I watched his pace slow after a few minutes, what a pity popper’s highs didn’t last.

Tim gripped the guy’s hips and rolled him on to his back, Tim’s meat never leaving his hole, with Tim now on top and on his knees, he pushed the guy’s legs back and began to fuck him hard and deep; it was now turn for Tim’s balls to slap against the guys arse cheeks, the guy wrapped his legs round Tim’s waist and rode his cock, I carried on filming, both of them getting more and more vocal, Tim’s cock pistoning in and out of the guys hole, With Tim now on his knees, he gripped the guys hard cock and began wanking him rapidly; this was all too much for me, I was now wanking furiously too, the guys breathing was coming in gasps as he sprayed his loads over his own chest, Tim wiping some on his fingers licked it off as he came too his bellend pumping his load deep into the guy; my own load spraying on to the carpet, I carried on filming as Tim’s hips ground to a halt, his buttocks twitching as his orgasm subsided.

Tim rolled off the guy, the visitor, lifted himself up and came over to me, both of us leaving the room, closing the door behind us, we went back into the sitting room. The guys face a picture, smiling broadly

‘Wow, you have got to let me do that again’ he said, wiping his chest with his shirt.            

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