Mark Learns Some Things: Part 2
...and he said, “Take off your clothes.”
I felt shock and looked on either side of me to see if there was anyone in the corridor. Luckily it was empty. I looked back at Ravi, into his dark intense eyes. He had surprisingly delicate features: a slim nose, soft-looking lips. He had a few day's worth of whiskers on his face.
I slowly pulled off my t-shirt, then stepped out of my shorts, kicking off my sandals. I was wearing blue boxer briefs which, not surprisingly, had a bulge in them. I slid them down my thighs and stepped out of them. He growled, “Pick up your clothes.”
Once I had them in a ball he grabbed by arm and pulled me in. I managed to say, “Where should...”
“No talking. Put them there.” He indicated a little table by the door. “Get on your knees.”
That's what I wanted to hear. I got down and sat on my heels. I looked up at him. His strong legs were right in front of me, his leather-clad crotch bulging temptingly close to my face.
He looked down at me with disdain. He said, “You're going to do everything I say. Right?”
“Yes...sir.” I knew enough to add the 'sir'.
“Good boy. Now crawl over to the sofa.”
I did as I was told. I went over and stopped, not sure what he wanted me to do. I turned and looked at him. He walked over and picked up a leather lead with a collar attached. He put the collar around my neck. It was tight, but not uncomfortable. He said, “I'm going to lead you around and you are to follow.”
So he did. We circled the sitting room, then down a small hallway to a bedroom. Above the bed were various restraining devices. He smacked my ass and said, “Get on the bed.”
Feeling excited, I crawled up. I waited for the next instructions. When I turned, he had taken his leather shorts off and that long, brown cock was getting all thick and angry-looking. “Lie down.”
Once I was on my back, he grabbed one arm and attached a leather cuff on my wrist, then the same to the other. My arms were extended to the side, supported by two leather ropes affixed to the wall.
My cock was insanely hard again at being restrained. That was what really sent me, the feeling of restraint. Ravi looked at me a moment, then said, “Remember what I said? You're to do anything I ask? Here is your first test.” He turned and said loudly out the door of the bedroom, “All right.”
To my amazement, six men appeared from the hallway. They must have been in the next room. A rush of wild humiliation ran through me that made my cock twitch even more. They were naked but wore leather masks. Their cocks were all hard and eager-looking. They stood around the bed and just looked at me. Ravi said, “Whoever wants to start...”
At once a big black stud with trimmed pubes and a good-sized uncut cock, climbed on the bed. I could just see eyes through the mask. He got on his knees and presented me with his big prick that must have been seven inches. Not insanely big, not as big as Trevor, but big enough. He said, “Open your fucking mouth.”
What else could I do? Wanting desperately to touch my own cock, I opened my mouth and let him push his hot muscle into my face. All the way. Right to the back of my throat. I was used to Trevor, so it wasn't difficult. He fucked my face slowly for a while, gasping and growling a few times.
I heard Ravi's voice say, “Next.”
This time a slim, pale guy with a really thick instrument and huge hanging balls. I had trouble taking him, but I managed. Then the slim, cut dick of a tall guy who I think was Asian. The longer dark hair around his cock tickled my nose. Then another, slimmer black guy with a Trevor sized, cut cock that choked me. He mashed his balls into my face as well. And then a really built, muscular white guy with an enormous cock. I was afraid to imagine what size it was. At least an inch longer than Trevor, if not more. I was afraid of it and I wanted it. He pushed it into my mouth and I gagged, but he kept pushing. He gasped and said, not unkindly, “Take it...I know you can, little cocksucker.”
His words made me crazy and it seemed to help my throat relax, because I was able to let go for a moment and then I felt his balls resting on my chin, all steamy and sweaty. The smell was overwhelming, but I loved it.
Ravi's voice snapped me out of my waking dream. “Todd...untie him.”
Todd was apparently the huge guy with the massive dick down my throat, because he pulled out and undid the cuffs on my aching arms. Todd slid off the bed and went and joined the other five. Ravi said to me, “Get on your hands and knees cum-slut and follow us into the sitting room.”
Exciting and scared, I followed the seven men into the next room. I was still wearing the collar and it was now starting to chafe. As I entered the room, I noticed a strange looking piece of furniture that looked like...I don't know what. Ravi said, “Get on there cock-sucker.”
I wasn't sure what to do, but I crawled onto it. It looked like a leather-covered saw horse but it had restraints on all four corners. Once I was on it, I realized that the grooves at the sides were for my arms and legs and the raised part in the middle I rested my chest on, and there was a groove for my cock.
Todd appeared and put the restraints on my wrists and Ravi did my ankles. It was designed so my ass was raised which I liked the implications of. Very much.
Todd came and stood by my head, stroking that massive piece. I desperately wanted it back in my mouth. There was something about his body that sent shivers up my spine. But then I felt someone's fingers and then a cold rush of what I assumed was lube being massaged roughly into my ass, stretching me at the same time.
Then instead of a cock, I felt a cold object being pushed in. Todd leaned down and said into my ear, “It's a big dildo, mate. Just go with it.”
I looked up at Todd and liked him even more. He ran his hand through my short hair with affection just as the dildo was forcefully pushed even more into me. I yelped not from pain, but surprise. I couldn't look back, but whoever it was fucked me with it for a while. Todd fed me his cock, gagging me again, holding my head with both hands. It was intense.
The huge dildo was removed, then someone's cock replaced it and started to fuck really hard and deep. Todd moved aside, and I frankly lost track of who's cock was in my mouth at any one time while I was being reamed in my asshole. Both black guys tried to do it together, I remember that. Then Todd returned and ploughed into my throat. Ravi followed, but then things started to blur. I was fucked and swallowed cock for what felt like an hour until, one after the other, they each shot a load in my ass. Except Todd. Todd came around and whispered in my ear again, “Take my load, Mark. I want to see you eat it...”
He was stroking fast and I opened my mouth just as he erupted, long thick ropes of cum rocketing out of his cock, seemingly jet-propelled. It rebounded off the back of my throat and splashed on my tongue, drooling off my lips. And it kept coming. I swallowed a few times until his dick subsided at which point he slid that massive thing down past my lips, pushing the last of his juice right into my throat.
He pulled out and with some affection, leaned down and kissed me very sweetly. He said softly, “If you ever want to get together just us, let me know.”
I grinned at him and whispered, “Yeah...maybe..,”
Ravi barked at us, “Enough sweetness. Take a rest, cum-slut.”
I realized they weren't going to release me, but I decided that was fine. I closed my eyes and felt six loads of cum ooze out of my gaping ass. I could feel it dripping down the space behind my balls. My own cock was hard as steel, filling the leather groove it was sitting in. Part of me wanted someone to take a picture of me so Trevor could see what state I was in. But I knew I would just have to tell him. In great detail. That was exciting.
I managed to doze for a little while. The other guys were sitting around the sitting room talking. After a while, the smaller of the two black guys got up and undid my restraints, but then attached the lead to my neck. Ravi opened the door and said, “Take a walk, boys.”
I was suddenly scared, but as he led me out on all fours, I felt a rush of excitement again. We walked from one end of the hall to the other. No one saw us, but the possibility that someone could made me a little crazy.
When we got back to the flat, the five other guys were all hard again, sitting around stroking their cocks. I was led to the slim guy with the really thick cock. It was surrounded by a thatch of blonde hair and his balls were hairy. He looked at me and said, “Suck me, cum-slut.”
It all began again. I sucked each of them, including Ravi, for some time. Todd was a challenge, but he helped me by pushing his cock in himself. I managed to take it, but it was a struggle.
Then they did something I wasn't expecting at all. Instead of filling my throat with cum, they each, when they were ready, jacked themselves onto a plate that sat on the low table in front of the sofa. Once the seventh load had been deposited there, Ravi said, “Lick it up, cum-slut. It's what you were made for.”
Trepidation funning through my body, I crawled over to the table and looked down at the plate which was streaked with the seven different loads that had begun to pool together in thick, almost jelly-like puddles. I leaned down and, used my lips, slurped some up. It was intense and sharp and complicated, but I wanted it all. I lapped it, sucked it, even picked up the plate and let it ooze onto my tongue. My cock was twitching and I desperately wanted to cum myself. Ravi must have noticed because he pulled me up and threw me on the sofa. The other guys were standing, watching. Ravi lifted up my hips and held my thighs so my cock was pointing down. He said, “Jack a load into my mouth, cum-slut.”
I was insane with lust and started to pump. It only took a moment until my body was seized with white-hot explosion and my cock erupted, cum rocketing down in a solid stream that hit my mouth, splashed on my nose, painted my cheeks. I shut my eyes and let it coat my lips and swallowed as much as I could. It was another surprise to me. I've always liked cum – even my own – but this seemed to be at a new level.
Ravi said, “You're a good little cum slut. Nicely done.” His voice was now affectionate and warm and the other guys all relaxed.
We sat around for a little while drinking wine and it felt really surreal to be suddenly all civilized after what we had just done.
But I had to get home, so I said, “Uh...thanks boys. Can I have a shower?”
Ravi laughed and pointed down the hall. To my surprise, Todd came along. I was starting to realize he was into me. As we waited for the water to get warmer, I said, “Uh, Todd...I just want to make sure you know I have a partner...”
He grinned at me and said, “I know. Ravi told me. But it's clear your open, yeah?” He stopped for a moment, watching the water fall from the shower. “And...maybe your husband would also want some company? I'm sure the three of us can find fun things to do.” He stopped and kissed me, then said, “But I would really like to spend time with just you, right?” He kissed me again.
I laughed suddenly, charmed by his sincerity. He was young – maybe in his mid- twenties – and clearly eager to try things. With a body and cock like his, I knew he would have no trouble finding willing people to experiment with. I felt honoured that he felt I was worthy of being one of them.
We stood in the hot shower and soaped each other. He dick got all big again, so I knelt down and sucked him quickly. My mouth was tired so I mostly just stroked his cock and when he came, there wasn't nearly as much cum, but delicious nonetheless. He, to my surprise, reciprocated and managed to suck a load out of me while I gasped and held myself up on the side of the shower stall.
Once we were dry, we walked into the sitting room which was empty save for Ravi, who was curled up on the sofa – still naked – and I leaned down and kissed him. “Thanks for an...interesting afternoon.” Todd and I left together and on the street, he kissed me warmly and patted my ass, whispering, “I want to fuck you again, Mark.”
I laughed, completely spent, amazed he still had the urge to do anything. I put my hand on his lovely face and said, “Give me your details...I'll definitely contact you.”
We exchanged phones and with another kiss, I left him at the corner, walking to the Bayswater tube station.
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When I finally dragged myself in our flat, there was a note from Trevor saying he had gone to his office to work on a paper he was writing for some brainy journal or other. I was glad to be on my own and I think he must have realized I would want that. I sat around and read a book, and, when Trevor finally came in, we had a quiet dinner.
The only thing he asked me was whether I had had a good time. I said, “Oh my gosh. Yes. But I'll give you details tomorrow. I'm exhausted.”
So we slept. Trevor had his arms around me most of the night, holding me against his chest. I dozed and thought about all that had happened. It had been amazing and exciting, but in the end, I realized I didn't really want that to happen again. It was a singular event. I liked it, but that was enough.
Todd, on the other hand, was very interesting to me. The next morning I told Trevor the story, narrating it in as much detail as I could. He lay there, stroking his lovely cock the whole time. I occasionally licked the end of it, but mostly just talked. He was about to blow his load, when I stopped him. I said, “But there's more...I mean there could be more.”
His hand stopped moved. His cock was rigid and the head was all red so I knew he was close. I leaned down and kissed the shiny helmet, tasting his sweaty precum. I said, “One of the guys – the one with the enormous cock – wants to hang out. I mean including you, if you're interested.”
Trevor grinned at me. “You made a new friend!”
“Fuck off! But yeah, I did. He's very sweet. Young, but built like a football player.”
Trevor started to stroke again and said, “What shall we do with him?”
I reached under the sheets for my own hard prick and stroked along with him. “Whatever we want, I think. He probably wants to fuck both of us, I know that much.”
Trevor didn't always want to be fucked, but he did from time-to-time, including when we were with Ravi. Mostly he fucked me which I was more than happy about. He pumped his cock a little harder and said, “So he's really big? Bigger than I am?”
“Yes. Definitely”
With a grunt, Trevor got up and spit on his cock, then pushed me on my stomach. He spread my cheeks apart and ploughed his cock into me hard. After all the cocks that had been in me, it felt almost easy to take my husband who had begun to fuck me aggressively.
As he thrust, he said, “Yeah...let's have him over...I want to see this boy with the giant cock...and yeah, I want him to fuck me...”
That seemed to set him off because he almost yelled and pounded a load into my ass. I was sore after all the fucking, but since it was Trevor, I was more than happy to take another load. I managed to jerk a restrained bit out of me that ran all over my hand. I licked it off, feeling satisfied. I was very much looking forward to a visit from Todd.
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A week later we drove to Heath and Reach to spend a weekend with Ilya and Stephen, as we often did – only now with Misha needing to be cared for. They seemed very happy to see us. I don't think they talked to very many people except for Sabrina, who was lovely and felt like she was part of the family, but still.
After a delicious meal – that Stephen cooked – we sat on the deck at behind the house that looked over some hay fields and sipped our wine. It was a perfect spot: quite and seemed a million miles away from London.
We talked about Nathan a little and how both Ilya and Stephen both had a little crush on him. It was interesting. I had never really understood three way relationships before, and obviously it made me think of Todd. It made me think of Todd's obvious preference for me. And what made that feel complicated and made me feel guilty, was I liked it. I liked that he was interested in me, not just hot for me.
Trevor and I had had many experiences with other guys together, but none of them really “stuck” or stuck around. Todd felt different, like a disruptive force. I turned to Ilya and said, “How did you know that Nathan was...I don't know...worth keeping around, so to speak?”
His blonde hair being tousled by the wind off the field in front of us, Ilya said, “I'm not sure. I think we both just felt the same thing at the same time.”
He looked at Stephen who grinned and said, “Something like that. It was just a feeling and I knew that Ilya felt it too. It was obvious Nathan felt it.”
I looked at Trevor who I could tell knew why I was asking. He took my hand and kissed it. Then he said, “Mark has a crush on a boy, apparently. He has a crush on a boy and he's hoping I will feel the same way.” Trevor's clear-eyes assessment startled me. He was right, of course. I did have a crush on Todd. But I was glad he didn't tell them how I met Todd. That would have been a whole other conversation. And did I want Trevor to feel the same way? I wasn't sure.
Stephen burst out laughing and said, “That's...so surprising! I never thought you two would be interested in a regular third.” Listening to Stephen reminded me that although I knew a great deal about his sex life – having participated in it in the past, including an experience with his ex-female partner, he obviously had a similar view of my sex life. I was the first man he had ever had sex with, so he had a lived experience of what I got off on. Again, I thought about the six guys who had used me the other night. That, he didn't need to know about. I felt almost embarrassed.
Trevor shrugged and said to Ilya, “Yeah, well, we get together with you two now and then, after all. What's the difference?”
It was true, although the four of us didn't do it very often, and it always felt accidental and more about affection and, yes, love, than anything else. A tribute to our long friendship in two countries. It wasn't really the same as a deliberate decision to have regular experiences with a third person who was part of our intimate relationship. At least that's what I thought Ilya and Stephen were doing.
Stephen said, “I don't know, Trevor...Nathan is becoming our boyfriend, really. He's somehow becoming ensconced in the middle of us. You two are like...I don't know...fuck-cousins to us or something, if you don't mind the incestuous allusion.
I had to laugh. I had had sex with my cousin Josh, after all. Just once. And with other people involved, but nonetheless. Even though Stephen and I had had sex – instigated by Stephen – it had indeed felt like I was fucking my brother, but I wasn't because we're not related.
I looked up at the sun which was beginning to set over a line of trees at the back of the field, the longer rays of light bathing us in warmth. I put my arm around Trevor's shoulder and he gave me the nicest smile. But despite the sunshine and the perfect afternoon, there was something in me that felt uneasy. The thought of Todd excited me and it wasn't because I wanted him to be part of my relationship with Trevor. I wanted Todd, and I could feel a storm approaching.
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