Attorney Anderson's Afternoon Orgy

[6 June 1972, Tues]. Woke up at 7:00 am refreshed and sporting a jerking , throbbing hard-on courtesy of a dream involving The Lone Ranger and Red Ryder with me as the bottom bank robber.

I went down to the kitchen and started coffee brewing. When i turned around I bumped into Mr. Drake, who put his hands on my ass and slapped my right ass cheek. He went to the coffee counter and turned to face me. "Do me a favor."

It wasn't a favor. And it wasn't a request. My dick jerked, "yes, Mr. Drake."

He dropped his pajama bottom and stroked his hard 9" cock. "C'mon."

Mr. Drake, Uncle Mitch's boss, was 43, 5 ft 6 inches, with a stocky build, short slicked back black hair, and a trimmed moustache. He had average body hair, small balls and 9 inches of cock.

I went over, dropped to my knees and sucked his balls for a couple minutes. Then I looked up at him and, when I had his attention, I took almost half of his cock into my mouth and started sucking it at a steady pace.

I heard Saikawa-san coming downstairs and wondered if he was going to join in. But then Mr. Drake held my head still and fucked my mouth and a couple minutes later blew a large load of cum into my mouth and throat. Mr. Drake asked Saikawa-san if he "want[ed] some"] but Saikawa-san demurred, ruffled my hair and said, " ask me again tonight."

I cleaned up while Mr. Drake made breakfast and I gave him my schedule while he drove me to school.

I had Mr. Anderson's function from 11:00 am to 6:00 pm. Then Mr. Janus would pick me up and deliver me to Mr. Collier for my part time assistant position. That would be over at 10:00 pm.

Mr. Collier and I would likely go for a couple drinks and home by 01:00 or 02:00 am.

Mr. Drake dropped me off at school minutes early and I got surrounded by a dozen or so new "friends" wanting to know if I was going to have the car [a candle apple red Mustang] prom night.

My answer, that I didn't know yet, lead to stammering attempts at conversation and quick departures. [I wasn't unpopular at school; we all just had our own cliques, and the car clique wasn't mine.]

At 10:45 I was called into the vice principal's office, where Mr. Janus was waiting for me. Mr Graham gave me a copy of my absence request and I thanked him and told him I'd be ln fresh tomorrow.

Mr. Janus left the room and Mr.Graham touched the small of my back and said "and our meeting in Mr.Gull’s office after school tomorrow, 3:15 sharp." He brushed my ass lightly, "correct?"

I said yes and that I was looking forward to it, then left with Mr.Judas. He had a gold and white caddy that smelled almost brand new.

A couple minutes into the drive he asked if Mr. Anderson had told him the changed rules.

He hadn't.

He smiled, "Gold tag daddies, who donate over $25,000 today, get to party with our boys this afternoon.

"And the lunch and reception are at Mr. Anderson's home, due to the nature of the beast." He squeezed my thigh, "and if anyone asks about anything but dancing and sex, just smile and play dumb and horny."

And, at 11:00 om the nose, we pulled up to the curb at...

MR. TED ANDERSON'S HOUSE

60 men, 16 boys [18+]

Mr. Anderson greeted us at the door, smiling. "Happy to see you, Val, as always. The presentation went early, and they're filled in their donation cards. Lunch is being served so expect guests to start coming down around 11:45.

"Two of the other boys arrived a couple minutes ago. I'm having a second counts done, but the current GOLD DADDY count is 42. After lunch the non-GOLD DADDIES will leave, so you won't have to check anyone. The two bedrooms are available for the guests' pleasures, and so are the dining, game, study and living rooms."

Mr. Janus took me upstairs and into locker room. I picked out a 4-digit locker number I'd remember--my birthday--and he had me stripped in under 3 minutes.

Three of the four mini showers were in use. Mr. Janus tapped on the mini-1.glass. "Gentlemen, you should have showered at home. These are meant for quick showers as needed.".

After i rinsed he patted me semi dry, applied fresh antiperspirant and deodorant and spritzed cologne at my collars, pits, navel, pubic hair and ass.

Then he helped me dress in a black jockstrap, black collar, deck shoes and red cravat because it was quicker to deal with than a tie or bowtie.

He chained a black clutch purse around my hips. "For tips. You'll also get a bonus envelope. I have to go upstairs. Smile into the mirror then go."

I looked, smiled at who I saw and stepped onto the landing.

And directly into the arm of 62-year-old Sir Alfred Jonathan Peterman, who was also just stepping down to the landing.

Sir Alfred smiled, slipped his hand down to my ass, and said "my, oh my! Fresh out of the shower.". He guided me down the stairs and to a side wall and told me, "I'll wait in the living room. Glenfiddich, twist of lemon and whatever you want. How many are you allotted?"

I said one every other hour.

He patted my ass hard and said, "the bar is in the kitchen".

When I returned to the living room, I found him standing by an armchair, shirt opened, talking to a chubby, bald middle-aged man who was wearing a black pencil-line moustache. Sir Alfred introduced this man [who creeped me out a little] as Thomas Forntenier.

Sir Alfred sipped his drink, nodded and led us, all three of us, in a silent toast . Forntenier said, "just browsing. You don't mind, Sir Alfred?"

Sir Alfred pushed me, gently, down to sit on the front edge of the armchair. "Not at all, Mr. Forntenier. You may see something to investigate more thoroughly in future."

He clasped my right hand and used it to open his slacks. "Take my slacks down and you'll have a nice surprise, my pretty boy."

He wasn't exaggerating 😃!

KEN A'S LIVING ROOM

Sir Alfred Jonathan Peterman

SIR ALFRED JONATHAN PETERMAN was 62, 6 ft 4 inches, had a fit build, white hair brushed back, a thick but carefully trimmed moustache, light body hair and spade [♠ ] shaped trimmed pubic hair with a slightly thick 10" cock.

I took his slacks down and felt the thick bulge straining in his briefs. I licked the cotton separating my mouth from his cock and balls.

He pushed my face against his crotch, holding my head firmly in place for nearly a minute. Then we both pulled down his briefs to the murmurs of admiration from the group of a dozen or so viewers we'd drawn.

I held Sir Alfred's cock, like a Polish sausage, in one hand, licking and kissing it until he patted my cheek and told me to "go ahead suck it. And you will swallow. "

I started to say yes , but he shoved his cock into my mouth and said "it'll take longer next time. For the moment just you concentrate on my prick."

I started sucking his cock in earnest, keeping a steady but not rapid pace. Sir Alfred put his right hand in my hair and started controlling my bobbing to and fro.

Mr. Forntenier licked his thumb and forefinger and gently rubbed my nipple, then began pinching, twisting and rubbing and teasing it to erection.

Sir Alfred held my head still and fucked my mouth. He looked down at me and smiled. "You are very pretty, young man." he pushed his cock into my throat. "Oh, my yes. Yes, that is so good, and so full of potential."

He held my head tight, withdrew from my throat and, a moment later, started, slowly, fucking my mouth.

Mr. Forntenier took a lube tube out of his jacket pocket and, a few seconds later, two of his thick smooth fingers were lubing and stretching my hole.

Sir Alfred withdrew and jerked off for a couple minutes, then grunted and shot a big cum load into my mouth and throat. He smiled. "Open your mouth wide as you can."

A middle-aged man came over, fastening his pants , greeted Mr. Forntenier and was in turn greeted as Nick [Nicholas Chade]

I held my mouth opened wide and Sir Alfred jerked three more good-sized streams of cum into my mouth.

He ruffled my hair, said "I shall definitely be seeking you out again" and went off to clean up.

Mr. Forntenier whispered to one of the boys and gave him a bill.

Two men [the Hammer brothers ] who had been massaging and stroking their partially erect cocks, put their arms around mine and pulled and carried me out of the room.

BROCK HAMMER was in his early 30's, 6 ft, dark brunette and rough around the edges. Very well built with 8 inches and average, shaved, balls.

OSKAR HAMMER was in his early 30's, 5 ft 7", with light brunette hair. He was a little rough looking but much less so than brother, Brock. Well built, but less muscular than Brock, with 6 inches and good-sized shaved balls.

They took me into...

KEN A'S DINING ROOM

Brock and Oscar Hammer, OAK, Terry Bonner, Mcnight, Jericho, Big Brad, Edwin Twyne, Kent and Wang.

A dozen men were talking, two of them fondling and flirting with a service boy named Rose. The Hammer brothers stood me against the table facing it, slapped my ass, and said "let's liven up this party, Fräulein."

He took a jar of lube off a shelf, stood beside me, cupped my jockstrap pouch and thoroughly prepped my ass.

Mr. Forntenier came in with his scotch and a White Russian for me. He handed it to me, and I chugged it and thanked him. He drank and kissed me and said "I have a little something to look over, so i have to go. But I'll give you a fucking you'll remember the next chance I get". Then he joined Mr. Chade and they left.

Brock told Oskar to go first and told me to bend over, "belly on the table and pretty ass in the air."

I did, wiggling my ass to cheers and soft applause.

A stocky 50-some guest [who I found out later was a Caucasian-Japanese nicknamed OAK] with full gray hair, a white goatee and a 10 inch, slightly thick, cock said "I'm next! " And Brock said "Oskar, then me, then you sir." He went to the opposite side of the table and grasped my wrists. "Then...who knows? Fräulein Val looks very, very horny to me"

Oskar grabbed my ass and kicked my legs wide apart.

One of the guests suggested a spit roast party. Brock shook his head. "We mustn't confuse our hot little slut, hm? Next time."

Oskar spread my hole, slid his 6-inch cock into me and started fucking me at a quick, steady pace.

Nine more men and four service boys came into the room. The two with Rose went into the living room.

A few more minutes and Oskar withdrew and shot a large load over my ass and lower back.

Brock handed the duty of holding my wrists to Oak and said, "keep it a quickie, men, as a courtesy to the next guy! "

Oskar stepped out of the way and asked a service boy for a Bud and a White Russian. Then he announced "and so it goes, with our pretty, fuckalicious bottom slut, her delicious ass trembling with need!

"And your own handsome and sexy Oskar, with his 6-inch cock, has had the pleasure of leading the way! Next up is Brock and his no-nonsense 8-inch joy log!"

Brock fondled my ass cheeks roughly for a few seconds, lubed his cock lightly, slapped my ass and filled my fuckhole with his throbbing prick.

He gave me 5 slow, teasing strokes-in to the hilt and out to his cockhead--then thrust it in and continued to fuck, but in short, quick strokes.

The service boy returned with Oskar's order. Oskar raised the White Russian and said, "for our lovely, eager and so willing slutboy!"

Brock reached under me and pinched and twisted my nipples, slowing his thrusts for a couple minutes. I pushed my hips back as he pushed his cock in. Then he suddenly withdrew and rubbed his cock between my ass cheeks.

He ran his hands down my sides and down to my ass and spread my ass cheeks.

Oak said "let's go, man"

Brock thrust his cock into me and fucked me in quick, short strokes.

Oak gave the wrist-holding duties to another and went to the other side of the table. He opened his slacks and started massaging his cock.

Brock gripped my shoulders, bent over me, chest against my back and cried out as he filled me with a huge load.

Brock slapped my ass and went to clean up.

Oak lubed his slightly thick 10" cock and jerked off for a couple minutes then shoved it into my hole and fucked me steady at first, then quick and hard.

The man holding my wrists, Terry, handed me off to another, then came to the other side. He pushed his slacks and briefs down and lubed his 7" cock.

Oak pumped my ass for another five minutes then suddenly moaned loudly and withdrew his spurting cock and shot a monster load on my ass and lower back.

Terry Bonner spent a couple minutes rimming me before he got down to fucking me. The remaining 6, each announced by Brock were:##

Mr.Mcnight, thick 9" [who also rimmed me before fucking me], Jericho 6", Big Brad, thick 10", Edwin Twyne, thick 5.5", Kent slim 9" and Mr. Wang, 10".

Mr. Anderson watched the last two then helped me get up and said, "quick shower and...do you want a break?"

I said no; that the shower would do it.

So, he went up with me and, after i showered, helped me into a black and turquoise version of the outfit and we went back to the action.

I went around to the guests, asking if they were enjoying themselves. I got kisses from everyone I spoke to , around half of them probing my mouth and ears.

And along with all that kissing, sloppy and not as sloppy, and fondling of my ass, and goosing me I also gave out 6 blowjobs [finishing the last just as Mr. Janus came to get me.]

This night was far from over! 😆

I went upstairs and showered, dressed and left both uniforms in the laundry basket.

Downstairs, Mr.Anderson gave me $50 and, out of my tip box, $460. That and the $340 from my purse gave me $850 for the afternoon. [We had been promised $30 as base for the afternoon. When the party was moved to Mr.Anderson's home from a hotel suite the possibility of sexual contact increased. So, then, did the base pay.]

. Janus and I had a burger king dinner after which he took me to...

MR. COLLIER'S STUDIO

Mr. Collier, Mr.Nick Masters

Once we arrived, at 7:15, Mr. Collier took Mr. Janus aside and started to whisper to him.

They stopped suddenly and Mr.Collier told me, without turning to face me, that I'd find an outfit in the first dressing cubicle. I went back and changed into

…well

....girl's clothing!

There was an A-cup bra and satin panties, both red, nude color pantyhose , a flowered black blouse and knee-length black skirt. Oh...and a shoulder-length blonde wig.

I started undressing and was down to my jeans when I heard the door open and close. Several men spoke for a minute , then Mr. Judas left and Mr.Collier came back to help me dress.

"Anything wrong?" I asked, though I wasn't sure I wanted to know.

He opened my jeans and yanked them down, "get the rest off, huh? One of the boys is causing problems. Mr.Janus is resolving it."

I stepped out of my clothes, and asked, "I thought he worked for Mr.Anderson?"

'No, he's a talent agent." he fondled my ass and looked at me. I must have had a worried look because he chuckled, "no I didn't put a hit out on him.". He laughed, " Mr.Janus owns his contract ". He fondled my ass again, then gave me a black thong and helped snug it up to cover my genitals.

The hose was next, then bra, with falsies', panties, blouse and skirt. He put red lipstick on me, and brushed my hair back, replacing the right part with a center.

"Hot. Now sway on out behind me and no speaky. I'll do the talking."

When we entered the lobby Mr.Nick Masters, who we had met Sunday, 4 June at BLUE, a gay men's club and bar, came over from the guests seating area. He was studying me the whole time.

NICK MASTERS was 38, 6 ft 5 inches, with an athletic build, black business cut hair, average body hair and chest hair, full pubic hair with a slightly thick 9" cock and average balls.

"Yum. The little lady has a lot of hidden potential." he clasped my biceps and kissed me lightly at first then, without breaking it, more roughly. He pushed his tongue into me, and I opened my mouth and sucked it for a few seconds.

Mr. C whispered, "break it", and I broke the kiss. He turned to Mr.Masters and introduced me as Val, and asked him, "So you wanted to fuck Val 2 days ago but not tonight?"

Mr. took a better look. "That's the guy you had in the boy's room Sunday...? It sure is. But no, I was a little drunk. I'll be happy to fuck the hell out of her, but not on film. I even asked my agent if I could just do nudes and he said no."

Mr. Collier sighed, "I wish you'd called. I've got an empty spot I could have used. And Val lost 3 hours cocktailing." Mr. Masters shrugged and Mr. C asked, "Would you consider doing a hard-core shoot with Val if you could wear a balaclava with eye holes?"

Mr.Masters showered while I made a double scotch rocks for him and a White Russian for me. I left the balaclava and a black jockstrap and went up front.

We used one of the bedroom sets and Mr. Collier shot 40 photos of:

Burglar stripped to balaclava, jockstrap and black shirt [removing shirt] and Val cowering on bed.

Val laying on bed, head over the side, Burglar stripped to balaclava, his semi-hard cock in Val's mouth.

Val on knees, sucking burglar's 9" cock and his balls , burglar's balaclava on.

Val on elbows and knees, skirt around waist, panties around knees, burglar stripped to balaclava, cock lubed, tearing Val's pantyhose and fucking to finish.

And a couple with Val wearing bra, skirt around waist, no thong, torn panties around ankles, lipstick smeared, and cock and balls exposed. In both Val leaning sideways across the bed, right arm supporting himself and legs spread wide.

Mr. C put the camera and tripod aside and turned the set lights off. "those'll go into both your folder and his.". He waved me toward him, "get these things off and-- "

And the entry doorbell sounded.

He said, "hold that thought" and went up front.

I sat on the bedside and took the hose off, then waited for him to return.

He returned a couple minutes later, calling over his shoulder "just help yourself to the liquor". Without skipping a beat, he removed the bra and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep into me and getting his slacks opened.

I licked and sucked his tongue for less than a minute. Then he withdrew and sucked, kissed and licked my left ear.

I glanced over when I heard ice clinking in a filled glass, and saw Mr. Frank Diamond standing around 2 feet away, watching,

Mr. C pulled me to my feet and took the skirt off and tossed it on the bed.

I stretched, then wiggled my ass and asked, "am I about to get fucked by both you handsome gentlemen, Mr.Collier?"

Mr, C said "not yet."

Mr, Diamond drank, smiled, "impertinent little slut. But he's pretty enough to slide by on looks and the very sloppy ass-kissing."

Mr. Collier took me across the aisle to the sofa Mr. Diamond was standing by and leaned me forward over the left arm.

JEFF COLLIER was in his mid-fifties, 5 ft 6 inches, slim with wiry muscles and a coppery tan. He was rough-looking [he looked like a Marine], had dark blonde hair, a trimmed moustache, light body hair, a trace of chest hair with a 6.5" cock and average balls.

I glanced at Mr. Diamond and, quickly, down at his crotch. He said, softly and a little amused, "that's a bit better".

Mr. Collier pushed 2 lubricated fingers into my asshole and lubed and stretched it. He spread my ass cheeks and held them for a few seconds, teasing. Then he shoved his cock into my hole and after a few slow strokes, grabbed my left shoulder and fucked me hard and fast.

Mr. Diamond sat, fished an ice cube out of his drink and put it, and two fingers, into my mouth.

Mr. Collier slowed down a little to a smooth, steady fucking. And it took a few tries, but we got our movements synced.

Mr. Diamond drank, then leaned forward and kissed me, sliding two ice cubes into my mouth. We passed them back and forth until they melted. Then we sucked tongues until Mr. Collier grunted, "Mmhm yeah baby, fucking sweet!"

I stopped moving, Mr C sped up.

Mr. Diamond finished his drink and Mr. Collier withdrew and splashed a big load all over my ass.

I took a shower while Mr. Collier cleaned up at the sink. Then i dressed and we left at a little after 10:00 pm for...

9 BALLS.

Mr. Collier told me to get drinks and join them at the pool table. I headed over to Ronnie, at the bar, but stopped when I heard someone call me. I looked around and looked again and the second time . Mr. Kenneth Anderson stood up and waved me over to a table in a darker corner of the bar.

I looked at the pool table--the men were talking and laughing --shrugged and went to join him.

Or them, actually.

I joined them but remained standing. Kenneth stood and introduced Arthur Schop, Col John Brackett, and Sgt Steven Gordon [aka SARGE].

ARTHUR SCHOP was in his 30s, 5'11", slim and athletic. He was a short haired brunette with a thin moustache, shaved body hair, trimmed pubic hair, a 9.5" cock, and average balls.

COL JOHN BRACKETT was 51, 6 ft 3" fit and toned. He had black hair, no chest hair, trimmed pubic hair, bronze tan, a thick 9" cock, and big balls.

"SARGE" STEVEN GORDON was 46, 5 ft 7" 236, bald with a muscular build. He had a full black moustache, no body hair, trimmed pubic hair, a 10" cock and shaved balls.

Mr.Anderson put his hand on my ass and suggested I join them. I told him I was with Mr. Collier.

He caressed my ass, "And daddy still won't let you party by yourself?"

I tried to step back, but he pulled me against him and kissed me. After about 30 seconds I opened my mouth and he shovel his tongue into it.

We kissed for about two minutes [basically until I squirmed against him], then he released me and smiled, "that came out wrong. He tends to treat some of his boys...overprotectively. My apologies".

I said no problem, told him we were with clients and said I'd make a date before we left. i got the drinks and brought them over to Mr. Collierr, Mr.Diamondd and a tall, blonde man who looked familiar whose name I couldn't place.

I raised my eyebrows at Mr.Collier and he came over and put an arm around my shoulders. "You remember Herr Richter, val.". The German looked me over carefully, then smiled. "Edgard Richter von Köln. Herr Richter. I remember you well, young man."

After introductions, we played doubles pool with me and Mr. Diamond v Misters Collier and Richter. Mr. Diamond and I won [he was an excellent player].

We swapped partners and Herr Richter and I took a dive.

And Mr. Collier collected my jeans [leaving me with deck shoes, jockstrap and a translucent pink shirt that hung a couple inches past my crotch] and told me to get refills.

I asked if he minded me talking to Kenneth Anderson for a few minutes. He patted my ass and told me to go ahead, "you don't need to ask permission unless we're on business."

I thanked him and excused myself and went over to Kenneth Anderson's table. He remained seated but caressed my bare ass and said, "now you're just being a prick tease." He let that sit for a few seconds, then smiled.

I pressed against him and told him I was available Wednesday, 21 June, all night long.

He asked the others , who all agreed it was good. He'd call me at 6:00 pm and pick me up at around 7:00.

So, I got refills and went back to the pool table, swaying my hips slowly.

We wound up at a little after 11:00 pm and left. I left with Mr. Collier Herr Richter with Mr. Diamond.

MR. DIAMOND'S HOUSE

Mr. Diamond, Mr.Collier, Herr Edgard Richter von Köln

We parked inside the garage and, after Mr. C took a couple poppers out of the glove compartment and closed the garage door, I began stripping. Once I was down to my jockstrap l went inside to the kitchen , where Mr.Collier was waiting for me.

He kissed me and fondled my ass for a few seconds , then gave me the drinks orders [gin tonic for him and Mr.Diamond, a tall vodka tonic for Herr Richter and my usual White Russian] and went into the living room.

By the time I prepped the drinks and brought them into the living room , Misters Collier and Diamond were naked and Herr Richter was down to a black and green jockstrap.

I put the tray on the coffee table, beside a medium sized jar of lubricant and 4 poppers and put my drink on a coaster.

I gave Mr Collier his drink, then Mr. Diamond and finally gave Herr Richter his vodka tonic.

He sipped it and said "Very good. Danke schon" I said "bitte". He told me to kiss him.

FD'S LIVING ROOM

Herr Richter

I kissed him, opening my mouth, and he slipped his tongue into me. He held my head, immobile, and kissed me for five minutes. Then he broke the kiss and told me “My tits".

I licked and sucked his nipples for a couple of minutes. Then he pushed my shoulder and head down, "and now the pouch of my jock strap.". He spread his legs wide.

Mr. Diamond pushed two lube covered fingers into me and lubricated and stretched my asshole.

I covered Herr Richter's 9-inch cock with his jockstrap pouch and licked, then sucked it.

Mr. Diamond kept stretching and finger-fucking my hole.

Herr Richter grasped my shoulder, "sehr gut...very good." he pushed me back a little and pulled his jockstrap down to his ankles.

Mr. Diamond stood up and went over to chat with Mr. Collier.

Herr Richter moved forward and told me to have a drink. We toasted, both of us finishing our drinks. Herr Richter patted my cheek, "now, come along and be my party doll" he smiled, "and suck my cock all night".

I took about half his cock into my mouth and bobbed, slowly, up and down.

Mr. Collier and Mr. Diamond took the glasses to the kitchen.

Herr Richter ran his hands through my hair and pumped his hips slowly. I sucked him for around 5 minutes, then he stopped me and invited Mr. Diamond to join him.

Mr. Diamond called from the kitchen to "go ahead, Edgard. We'll be a few minutes."

Herr Richter lubed his cock and pushed it about halfway up my hole. He fucked me on my hands and knees for around 5 minutes, then pushed down my shoulders and head and, holding my shoulders, fucked me faster...

Mr. Collier entered with Mr. Diamond, saying "...first two will be school locker room 75 minutes each, set up for peeps and home projectors ".

Herr Richter withdrew and told me “On your back now, quick. ". I rolled over and he knelt, left thigh bracing my back so I was sitting up. He stroked his cock rapidly.

Mr. Diamond lubed his cock and asked Mr. C if he wanted to share. Mr. Collier smirked and said "of course. I don't get nearly enough of that hot slut."

Herr Richter grunted, held me by the hair and hissed "aah...yesss" and shot a huge wad across my face and partly up my nose.

He shot a few more wads, chuckling, , then wiped his cock across my chest. He fondled my cock and balls and kissed my lips. "Very hot babe. I'll see you again. Soon."

He went to clean up and Mr. Diamond led me to a second-floor bathroom. He waited and walked me back to the living room, hand firmly on my ass.

When we returned, there were two White Russians on the coffee table. Mr. Collier handed me one of them and told me to "drink it down, "

I drank it, handed it back to him and wiggled my ass at Mr. Diamond. Mr. Collier asked if I wanted the other and I smiled at him, closed lipped, looked at his semi hard cock and nodded. I was a little to say "yes" when Mr.Diamond slapped my ass.

I let out a high "eep!", which got chuckles out of the three men.

Mr. Collier fed me the second White Russian, put the glass on the coffee table and said, "hands and knees, sugarbabe.".

Mr. Diamond lubricated his cock lightly, nudged it into my hole, shoved it halfway in and started fucking me.

Mr. Collier raised my head and tapped my lips with his semi-hard cock. I opened my mouth and took his cock almost completely.

Mr. Diamond thrust his cock up my ass.

And both counted "1 2 3" and on three started fucking me on both ends.

Herr Richter moved closer, sat back on the sofa and sipped his drink. He had a curious smile that I could only wonder about.

Around ten minutes later, Mr. Diamond shortened and sped up his thrusts.

Mr. Collier withdrew his cock and, holding my chin, jerked off.

A couple minutes later, Mr. Diamond withdrew his cock and shot a big cumload across my ass and up my spine.

And Mr. Collier shot a load across my face.

Mr. Diamond covered my ear with his mouth and licked it and breathed "you hot little bitch."

He pinched and twisted my nipples, then went to clean up. Mr. Collier brushed at my hair and said, "tonics for me and Mr. Diamond, refill for Herr Richter and" "And instant coffee for me." I said, smiling.

I got everything and Herr Richter had me riding his left thigh, feeding him his drink while I drank my coffee.

We left at around 1:30 and Mr. Collier dropped me off a little after 2:00. He reminded me we had loop scripts to go over. We agreed on the 9th at 4:30.

The first-floor lights were all off, but the 2nd floor hallway was lit. I was starting into the kitchen when Mr. Drake, wearing a bathrobe, appeared at the top of the stairs. "That you, Val?"

I said yes and asked, "do you want nightcaps?"

"For three. You, me and Raizo. Put on one of the EASTERN MEN / WESTERN BOYS [18+].super-8s I picked up."

It took 10 minutes or so to set up, then I unbuttoned my shirt. I stopped halfway down, as Mr. Drake entered, naked and massaging his hard 9" cock.

He strode to me, kissed me and roughly opened my jeans.

Saikawa-san entered, wearing only white briefs, and joined us. He kissed and licked my neck and collar. Mr. Drake licked my throat and tried to push my jeans down past my ass, but I held them up.

Saikawa-san opened my shirt and said, "hold his arms tightly". He caressed my squirming ass. Mr. Drake held my arms [not very tightly]. Saikawa-san grabbed the back of my jeans and jock and yanked them down.to my knees.

He whistled, "what e great ass, Leo.". He fondled my ass roughly.

Mr. Drake said, "get him on his knees".

I struggled only a little, too tired to get into it much but too horny to beg off. So when they got me down, and Mr. Drake tapped my lips with his cock, I opened my mouth and started sucking it.

I heard a cap being unscrewed and my dick jerked out a little jizz.

Mr. Drake said "Hand me my drink, Raizo.". He pushed his cock a little deeper into my throat...and a little more...

Saikawa-san handed Mr. Drake his drink and grabbed a white plastic bowl labeled LUBE XXX.

And I couldn't do it. I patted Mr. Drake's thigh. He withdrew, Saikawa-san held the bowl and I spit about 4 ounces of saliva into it.

Mr. Drake finished his drink, spoke softly to Saikawa-san and they turned me belly down.

Mr. Drake removed my jeans, jockstrap and shoes. Saikawa-san lubed me, then held my arms behind me.

Mr. Drake shoved his cock deep into my ass and started fucking me hard and fast. He kept the same tempo for ten minutes, then withdrew and moved in front of me. "Switch to knees and elbows, that's my hot babe". He stroked his cock faster and, just as I raised my head, shot a big load across my face.

Saikawa-san lubed up, straddled my calves and shoved his thick 8" cock up my ass.

Mr. Drake held my hair and shot another two streaks of jizz across my forehead and into my hair.

Saikawa-san fucked me in quick, short strokes and in a little more than 10 minutes blew a huge load into me. He kept fucking me, whispering in Japanese, and shot a few more streams of jizz before withdrawing.

I stripped and we finished our drinks. Saikawa-san kissed me. Mr. Drake patted my ass and we all said good night.

I managed a quick shower and crashed, excited and anticipating tonight's [it was, now, 3:00 am] visit to the Compound East.

Til next time 😁!

Val