Down at the Beach

I was sitting at the beach in a pair of blue boxer brief style Speedos, shirtless, sunglasses on. My cock cage was evident in its trapping. Sir Jace was visiting family for the weekend and permitted me to go to the beach with friends as long as I wore his cage and collar. I didn’t mind, and do here I was.

to my right was a young family of five. The kids were being entertained by grandparents and the mom. The dad was lounging in a beach chair not too far from where I was sitting. He was in his upper 30’s, scruffy face (probably not shaved in a week), a slightly hairy chest, chilled chest and abs, dark brown hair. He kept glancing over at me, and finally I removed my sunglasses and glanced back.

He took a look over at his family, they were playing and not paying much attention to him. When he saw me looking at him, he cupped his left hand with the wedding ring over his cock and gave it a squeeze. He wore a longer pair of swim trunks so it was not easy to see what he was packing. I raised an eyebrow and he smiled.

Looking back at his family, he said, “babe, I’m gonna go for a walk. I’ll be back.”. She replied and told him to take his time. Looking over at me, he rose from his chair, put on his sandals and started walking back towards the boardwalk. After a few feet he stopped to see if I’d follow him. I thought, what the heck, so I got up and started to walk behind him.

He began walking down the boardwalk a bit and then to a side street and he stopped. When he met he said, “I’m so fucking horny. With these kids and her parents, I haven’t gotten off in days.”. Not even waiting for a reply, he continued walking assuming I’d follow. We walked another block or two and we walked up to a house. “We’re renting  this house for a few weeks. Nobody is here. Come on in.”

I followed him inside and he stopped by a chair in the living room. He asked, “what the hell is that in your bathing suit”? I told him it was a cock cage that my master put on me. He wanted to see it so he reached over and pulled my Speedo down and cupped the cage with his hands. He said it looked hot and began to ask me questions about being locked in chastity while he sat down in the chair and played with his cock still hidden in his shorts.

Suddenly, he pulled them off and he was nicely hung, maybe 8”, cut, and very thick. I licked my lips. “Do you want it cocksucker? You want to suck my cock?” I nodded and said, “yes, please”. “Well, go ahead. Do it”. He raised his arms and clasped his hands over his head as I lunged down and took his cock into my mouth. My hands exploring his tight body, even squeezing his biceps and his feeling his hairy pits. His cock felt wonderful down my throat and I tasted his sweet precum, licking it off the tip of his slit. I lunged all the way down showcasing my deep throating skills and he was moaning in pleasure. A hand held my head down, pushing until my nose met his trimmed pubes and my chin hit his shaved balls.

“Oh fuck!” He said. He let me slobber all over his cock for a good 10 minutes before he said, “let me see that ass. Turn around”. His cock in my mouth was my whole world for those ten minutes. Reluctantly, I got up and showed him my ass. He rubbed his hands all over my butt cheeks. “Bend over, I wanna see that hole”. “I bent over and he pulled my ass apart exposing my butt hole. I didn’t expect him to lunge forward and tongue my ass. He beard scrapping against my smooth ass felt electric, his tongue exploring my hole even better. While tounging me, he slapped my ass. I couldn’t help it, I started to moan, “fuck me. Give me that fat dick!”

He gave a final spit on my hole then in his hand to lube up and he began to enter my hole. I grabbed onto the end of the chair. Once inside, he held onto my hips and began to fuck inside me. We developed a great rhythm.  He took my breath away, his cock filled me so nicely. A string of precum escaped my piss slit and dripped out of the cage as he fucked right into my p-spot. “This is better than pussy man. This ass feels so fucking good”. And he pounded his hips harder and harder and then I felt him slap my ass a few times. He got off spanking me. And I groaned my approval. “Hurt me!” I screamed, and he gave me several hard whacks that stung. “Oh fuck yes!” I was screaming now. His cock growing harder inside me I knew he was getting close. “You want my load faggot?” I said “oh yes, please!” I mumbled as he punished me. “Here. It. Comes…..!”, and his cock began pulsing inside me, feeling rope after rope of hot married cum spray my insides. The same cum that spawned those children was now filling me!

Fuck that was hot! He pulled out and I spun around to clean him off and drink any remaining cum that he might give me. “We better go. Walk behind me and don’t come back to your chair until I do”he said. So we left not walking together, I slowed my pace and felt cum slowly leaking from my used hole. Im sure a stain was forming, but I’d say it was sweat or water if anyone asked, which they did not.

So, I did return to my chair. Sitting in his sticky cum. And there he sat with his family. Ignoring me, engaging them as if nothing ever happened. A married dude that needed to get off in the worst way. I was happy to have had him and help him out.

When he finally left with his family, he gave me no acknowledgment. I don’t know why, but that made it even hotter. I knew I’d been used for only one thing, and I know that’s my purpose.