Buddy Watches and Whores me Out

The buddy in question is the one who works for the airline and the one who after many years of trying I finally got to sleep with him after he came home drunk from the bar to the hotel room we shared (Took ten years to bag him)

After that initial time, our paths hardly crossed but we still kept in touch here and there via WhatsApp and on this occasion I was in Lebanon for work and it was going to be a long stay so as we were talking he says “I could pop over for the weekend.”

The beauty of travel benefits with the airlines!

So we set to making a plan, he had never been and for me, the weekends are usually very quiet so that Friday evening his flight landed from Istanbul and we started our weekend of adventure.

Typically speaking, Middle Eastern men can best be described as muscle daddies that love to wear speedos. I know, that is such a generalisation, but they are more body self aware than us in the US and in my experience, a lot of them fill out a tight speedo very nicely. I’m not complaining. If I could give birth, trust me, half my children would be black and the other ones would have a swarthy Mediterranean look to them.

Anyway, so buddy and I were wining and dining and ended up at this old nightclub I had been to many years before and it oozed a sexual freedom. It wasn’t a gay bar per se but you could sense that labelling someone as either or would be a challenge. So I suggested we pay the husband game.

It’s a simple game, I spot someone and point them out to my friend and give him the visual reasons why he’d make the perfect husband. And vice versa. Anyway, so we played this for a bit, hammering back drinks and after while it turned silly and raunchy. My friend would say things like, “he’d be your perfect husband because his dick curves to the left.” And on it went and the two of his were giggling like school girls over the most profane things we could think of to say.

Fast forward to later that evening and we are back in my hotel room watching the room spin.

Ok, not that bad, but we had been drinking a fair bit and as we lay there still giggling a bit, buddy says, “some of those guys were fucking hot though eh?”

I couldn’t disagree, “have you checked out scruff or Grindr here yet?” I asked.

He hadn’t so I pulled out my iPad and again like two teenage girls we scrolled through the multitudes of hot muscly men on scruff, rating each one based on our own unique and highly scientific scale system.

I hadn’t noticed but as we were scrolling, there were four or five messages piled up, some from guys we had both found hot. So we decided to answer as two guys in a hotel room together but not partners and see where it went. I agreed that if he picked up and wanted the room, I’d disappear and he said the same.

But then it went weird. Buddy had gone into my frequent pics and was sending these guys pics of my jock strapped ass like wildfire and before too long, I think I had gone to piss, I came back and he blurts out, “these three guys wanna fuck you and I wanna sit in the corner watch them all do you.”

I swear my cock sprang to attention faster than it ever has and he says to me, “you ok with that?”

I doubt I answered because I ran to the bathroom to clean up and when I came out, there he was giving drinks from the mini bar to these 3 young guys and having a really good time. Apparently he had already explained what was going to happen and so when I came out, they all turned around to see me standing there in a tank top and jock strap, holding their drinks with huge grins on their faces.

“Let the fun begin” buddy said as he and the guys started to get undressed.

For some reason, I was making total eye contact with my buddy as he pulled down his jeans and there was this unspoken transmission of some understanding that he was calling the shots, and my job was to take whatever he commanded of these three studs

This part we hadn’t rehearsed but as he lowered himself into the hotel room arm chair, he began stroking his big dick while telling the three guys what to do and how to do it.

“Make that whore gag on your big dicks, he can take it.”

“Slap him with your cocks, finger his hole, he’ll let you fist him if you want, lick his pucker.”

And they did everything he said.

I have to confess, I hardly noticed these three guys, I was fixated on buddy jerking away in the chair giving his commands. But he had chosen them and they were all pretty young things, hung and muscled so he was probably enjoying watching them as much as watching them dominate my ass.

They took turns barebacking my ass (per buddy’s commands), fucked my face, slapped me around, used my hole and before too long the room stank of poppers and sweat. At one point, buddy even commanded them to take turns fucking me from behind while I leaned out over the balcony which was epic in itself but also extremely beautiful looking out at the ocean while three Lebanese studs fucked the shit out of me.

Back inside, buddy was enjoying himself, and always told me he didn’t like poppers but he took the bottle and inhaled a big hit while watching me basically get raped on command ( his command).

He sighed and moaned and jerked his dick and then mumbled, “I’m getting close, I want you to cover the slut in cum and finger it into his ass after you’re done. DO IT!!” He shouted.

And they did.

I laid on my back and put my knees up so my jock strapped hole was wide open for them all, and one-by-one they jerked their thick nutt all over my well fucked hole. I wish we had taken a picture of it, but after they were all done, as they were told, two of them scooped up the nutt and fingered it into my hole.

I looked over and there is buddy stroking his big uncut cock, playing with his nipple and watching every drop of cum being shovelled into my ass.

The three guys were all hunched like hungry werewolves or something scraping up their cum and pushing it into my guys.

I smiled at him with my legs still up and, and he gives me a thumbs up and a huge smile before standing up. He walked over to the end of the bed and splashes a big load of his cum all over my hole mixing it with the remaining from the three other guys.

I pretty much thought that was it but then he says, “who wants to lick that cum up and spit it into the sluts mouth?”

As it turned out, all three wanted a chance to spit cum into my mouth so they did. Each licked and slurped as much as they could, and cleaned buddy’s bone. One of the guys even sucked the cute out of my puckering hole and then as commanded, came up, kissed me and spat all of it into my mouth which I dutifully swallowed.

Fast forward to 30 minutes later. I’m towelling off from the shower, burping up cum, feeling my asshole all tender, still full of cum and lean around the bathroom corner with a smile on my face.

There is my buddy, laying down, dozing off a little, but his cock is hard again and arching across his belly.

I did what any friend would do, I got between his legs and sucked him gently until he blew another load down my throat.

After he came, we cuddled up like a pair of long term lovers and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

When we woke up the next morning he just looked at me and started giggling again, “that was fun, I might be coming a voyeur Daddy in my old age.”

He slapped my ass and jumped up from the bed, “come on slut, lets go play tourist.”