George's Bedroom

The big guy that had dragged me out of the living room, turned to face me in the doorway to one of the bedrooms. He was tall and a bit on the fat and chunky side, with a light beard and fair hair, running a bit to grey in places. He bent down to my face and kissed me roughly, his beard rubbing on my face as his tongue invaded my mouth.

Once again I reached up and drew another older man into my arms, kissing him back, hard. He picked me up and backed through the door, still kissing me as he carried me into the room.

When he put me down, I looked around as I realised we weren't alone. Geoff' stood behind him, drink in hand, wearing only his shirt. George stood next to him, dressed the same (or should I say UN-dressed), but with a large, expensive-looking video camera, held to his eye and trained on me.

I looked into the lens and said, "Be sure to get my good side."

Next to George stood an Asian guy, shorter than Geoffrey and the guy that had dragged me away from the living room, he was very fat and quite old, but the first thing I noticed about him was his long, thick, erect, circumcised cock. Like the camera, this was pointed straight at me too.

The guy in the Chino's, Jack he seemed to be called, started taking his clothes off. He pulled off his boxers, revealing a healthy, six or seven inch erection.

"All for me boys?" I said, "You shouldn't have."

"Shut the fuck up bitch," said Jack. "Get on your fucking knees and open your slut mouth."

As if that was a signal, everybody stepped forward as I sank to my knees. I sucked each cock in turn, moving from one to the other, sucking and letting each man fuck my mouth in a steady rhythm. One of the guys tasted and smelled vaguely of urine, but I have to admit, that just made me feel all the more dirty and I kept going back to his twitching, smelly cock.

The Asian guy, Sanjay, took his cock out of my mouth and began to smear my saliva and his pre-cum all over my face as Geoff' stuck his cock back in my mouth. Then Sanjay returned and I found myself taking both cocks at once, loving the warm, salty taste and texture of my first double mouth fuck.

"Get her on the bed." I heard Jack say. Her?! HER!!?? I smiled inwardly as I felt myself being lifted from my kneeling position near the door and carried over to the large, double bed on the other side of the room.

All the time, even while I sucked his cock, George kept the camera focussed on me.

Jack knelt on the bed and they put me on all fours, facing his cock. I didn't need telling. I bent my head and gently sucked his knob between my lips. I looked up into his face and our eyes met. I ran my tongue between the slit at the tip of his cock, then gently around the underside of the curve of his knob. He closed his eyes and moaned. It turned me on so MUCH, to know it was me doing that to him.

I could feel weight moving around behind me, my legs being positioned and wet, lubricated fingers, probing my bum-hole, making me wet for my first proper fucking. Geoff' knelt down by the side of the bed, zooming in on my face as I felt my knickers pulled to one side, and the warm, soft tip of a cock begin to probe at my well-lubed ass. The cock-head pushed insistently forward, opening me up for a fucking. At first, it felt like I needed to poo, really bad and with just a hint of pain. But as the first cock to ever fuck me, pushed slowly forward, the pain vanished, to be replaced by the most amazing sense of lust and arousal.

My cock damn near exploded into my knickers, twitching uncontrollably as I climaxed into the silk of my girly lingerie. And I hadn't even touched myself. I saw Geoff' move to kneel in front of my face and I realised Sanjay must be the one fucking my ass. Sanjay began to pick up the pace. As he fucked into me, Jack fucked my mouth and pushed my body back onto the cock up my bum.

God I was in fucking Heaven!!!

Without warning Jack filled my mouth with his spunk, salty and creamy I swallowed as fast as I could. I really didn't want to miss any of his beautiful spunk. Then I heard Sanjay groaning, "I'm going to cum in this slut. Cum up this little whore. Do you hear that whore?" His cock began twitching and I was taking my first load of male seed into my rectum, bathing my bowels in hot, salty sperm. "Mmmmmm", was all I could manage.

Sanjay pulled out of my man-cunt, "Look at this!" He exclaimed. "Look at this! The fucking little whore has shit on my cock!" He moved around the bed and grabbed my hair, pointing my face at his cock. "Look at this whore!" Along the shaft of his still erect penis was traces of my own shit, covered in his spunk and a touch of lubricant. I didn't even think about it and he sure didn't have to ask, I just took his dirty cock in mouth and began to lick and suck him clean. I heard him sigh as I warmed to my cocksucking once again.

Geoff' laughed, and I could hear him telling George that he couldn't believe what a dirty little slut they'd found. With that, he took Sanjay's place at my ass and mounted me like a bitch in heat. Ramming his cock up my bum, he started a hard but smooth rhythm. "I aint going to last long." He announced, shoving his cock into me and making me moan with lust around the cock in my mouth.

Pretty soon, I felt Geoff' tense as his cock twitched in my ass, shooting the second load of sperm up by bum that night. Sanjay lasted only a little while longer, before pulling his cock out of my mouth and cumming all over face. My first facial, but to tell the truth, I've always thought a face full of spunk was a total waste, when all I want to do is savour the taste and swallow all I can.

Geoff' dismounted and was replaced by George as I took my third cock up the ass. Geoff' took over the camera and moved around, making sure he got good shots of the action. especially the spunk dripping out of my ass and down my face.

George didn't last as long Geoffrey, and he rammed his cock into my backside as hard as he could, as he shouted, "Cunt! Cunt! Take it you little cunt!" Shooting his creamy cum into me, mixing with the sperm of the two men before him, as it dripped down over my balls and along the inside of my thighs.

Geoff' handed the camera to Jack and came round to kneel in front of my face, he stuck his dirty cock in my mouth and, once again, I began to lick the musky tasting mixture of spunk, shit and lube off of a man's cock, before bringing him to orgasm. George took longer this time, this was his third cum in me tonight, and by the time he had finished, Jack had filmed himself mounting me, fucking my ass and shooting the fourth load of sperm up my bum.

The shear amount of spunk inside me was just too much by then, and my ass overflowed, with spunk flooding down my thighs.

Once again I had to clean up after myself, licking Jack's dirty cock clean until he too shot his third load of the night into my welcoming mouth.

The four men stepped back to admire their handiwork and get a good shot at the spunk-covered mess that was me. Me, who had been a virgin less than two hours ago.

I laid back on the bed, aching, covered in spunk and with more of it oozing out of my poor, abused bottom, I just smiled and, looking into the camera, with spunk drying on my face and the taste of spunk, shit and lube in my mouth, I asked with a big smile, "Who's next?"

The Party

I damn near fled indoors! George had asked me over to one of his parties! One of the parties where they suck and get fucked! I had an instant hard-on that just wouldn't stop. I was going to lose my cherry tonight! I was going to wrap my mouth and ass around as much cock as I could get!

The first thing I did was stick my french knickers and camisole in the wash, then I ran down to the chemist and got a big tube of KY jelly. I don't think my hard-on died down all afternoon.

When I got back from the chemist, I had a long, hot soak in the bath. While I was laying there, I just couldn't resist a wank. I laid there and let my fingers slide up and down my shaft, spreading pre-cum over my knob and licking it dreamily off my fingers. All I could think about was what it would be like being taken by one of the men at George's party, on my knees, licking and sucking his shaft, then being stood up and bent over the kitchen table as he guided his cock to my entrance, sliding smoothly in and out as he fucks my virgin bum until he fills me with his cum.

I climaxed hard, shooting my load over my own stomach and greedily scooping up to my mouth with wet and sticky fingers. I have always loved the taste of cum, even my own.

I was ready for the party about an hour before I was supposed to go over, so I sat in the living room watching the telly and clutching one of dad's bottles of scotch. I was wearing a loose, white shirt, which I had chosen because it plainly showed the outline of the straps on my camisole. I left a few of the buttons undone and rehearsed bending over in front of the mirror. The cami was light lavender and was really obvious, especially when I bent over - just the way I wanted it. I wanted all the guys there to know I wanted to be a "fem".

My french knickers matched my cami, and I had opted for a tight pair of white shorts that clung to the curve of my bum and showed their lines beneath the material. I slipped on a pair of my mum's heeled court shoes, and I set the outfit off with a little splash of her Chanel No. 5. I also spent about an hour getting lipstick and a bit of eye-shadow just right.

When I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked just what I was, a young guy dressed as a girl with a slutty make-up job. Christ was I going to score! I got up and went over to George's as soon as it got dark and I couldn't see anyone on the street.

George didn't answer the door, one of his guests did and as soon as he slapped eyes on me, his jaw dropped and a big grin spread across his face. I smiled and wiggled past him as he cupped my bum, giving me a firm squeeze, he whispered in my ear, "I'll look out for you."

I went upstairs to George's living room, where the music was pumping loudly. I saw George in the kitchen opposite and headed straight off to the site of most of my fantasies.

As soon as George got a look at me, he had to do a double-take. "Oh my Jesus, fucking Christ!" He said, his mouth hanging open.

"I'll take that as a compliment." I grinned.

"You're not quite the innocent I took you for are you?" George asked with a huge smile.

"You have no idea." I replied. With that I handed him my dad's bottle of scotch and walking over to the table in the corner, I helped myself to a small glass of white wine.

It didn't take long for me to draw a couple of admirers from the crowd, but both guys were a bit young for what I had been fantasising about. In all my fantasies, I had been sucking or being fucked by a big man, tall and heavy, with plenty of body hair, maybe greying a bit, maybe not. Probably in his forties or older. This kind of described George, but not his partner, who must have only been in his twenties.

There was one guy who answered this description in the kitchen with us, and my eyes lighted on him in a kind of "rescue me" plea. He got the message, and after a little while, he butted in and asked me if he could "grope me on the dance floor". I pretended to be shocked, but the idea made my cock twitch. I just gave little laugh and said, "All you like."

I followed him out into the living room and I noticed George disappearing over to the CD player and the music changed from loud, rhythmic, pumping to a slow grind.

Oh yeah, thanks George. My mystery man took me in his arms and pulled me close to his body. I could smell the scotch on his breath and realised he'd been drinking my father's whisky. I wondered passingly what my dad would say if he new his scotch had gone to an old queer with his hands on his youngest sons' ass!

He told me his name was Geoffrey and he was a solicitor, he asked me what I did and I told him I worked in a gay sauna. A complete lie and I don't think I fooled him for a second. Geoff' held me close and ran his hands across my ass, squeezing and stroking me. I could feel my cock throbbing in response and his own erection pushing hard into my stomach (he was a lot taller than me).

We swayed gently to the music and he bent his head to mine, kissing me firmly and insistently on the lips. This was the first time I had ever been kissed like that by a man and I went weak at the knees. I surrendered to him utterly and put my arms around his neck, drawing him to me and returning his kiss with complete abandon.

We kissed like that for ages, until he pushed me away gently and said something I didn't quite catch. I smiled and said, "God it's hot in here." With that, I dropped my shorts to my ankles and stepped out of them. My cock stuck out, tenting my knickers obscenely. I unbuttoned my shirt, and let that slip off my shoulders to join my shorts on the floor. There I stood, in a room full of half drunk, horny, gay men, standing in my mum's shoes and a lavender set of French knickers and a camisole. I stepped back to Geoff' and kissed him again.

He looked me in the eyes and put both his hands on my shoulders, "Get on your knees you little slut." He hissed, his eyes blazing. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too, more than anything. So there in front of twenty or thirty fully grown men, I sank to my knees, signalling my willingness to be his little slut and take his cock in my mouth.

I knelt in front of him and reached up to the zip of his black trousers. I pulled the zip down and eagerly reached inside, stroking his rock hard cock. Geoff' reached down and undid his button, pulling his trousers open and fishing his cock out of his briefs. His cock was hard and glistening with pre-cum. It wasn't large, no more than six inches long and about two or three inches thick.

I took the engorged head of his cock, eagerly between my lips and sucked his pre-cum into my mouth, savouring the salty, creamy taste of the first sperm in my mouth that wasn't my own.

I loved it.

I sucked and licked eagerly, gagging once or twice in my enthusiasm and Geoff's slow thrusts. I could feel Geoff's cock twitching once or twice, as he slowly moved his hips, fucking my mouth like a whore's cunt. Or at least, that's what I told myself he was doing, and it drove me crazy. I lost all awareness of where I was and my man's cock became the centre of my universe. I licked and sucked, slurped and played with his balls until at last I heard him groan, "I'm going to fucking cum. I'm going to fucking cum in your mouth whore. Fucking take it. Swallow it all." He put both his hands on my head and fucked my mouth with harder strokes.

He didn't need to fucking tell me. I was literally gagging for it. When he came, his cock jerked a couple of times as he shot his load into my mouth. I kept it there as long as I could, savouring the taste and texture of his sperm until I just HAD to swallow. Eventually, Geoff' pulled his glistening cock out of my mouth. "Put it away." He told me. I complied and tucked his, still hard, organ back into his pants and zipped him up. "You're going to get more of that soon." He said.

I smiled and stood up, I looked him in the eyes and replied, "Oh God yes, I want you inside me so much."

"You are one fucking hot slut." He answered, "I'm going to get another drink."

With that, he just turned and left me standing in the middle of the living room, surrounded by dozens of pairs of staring eyes and a lot of hard cock - in girl's underwear, lipstick smudged by an older man's spunk and my own little cock sticking painfully out of my knickers, that were sodden with my own pre-cum. I looked a fucking mess.

I didn't stand there for long though. My right hand was suddenly grabbed and I was jerked out the living room door and down the corridor. I looked up to see a big guy, about 50+, dressed in a blue shirt and beige chino's, dragging me into one of the bedrooms.

I just got lucky - again.

How it all started...

It started when I was a kid. I grew up in London and we had a gay couple living next door to us. They had some great parties and I was always fascinated by the characters that went in and out of their house.

I remember sneaking out of my bedroom one night and spying through the window of my dad's study, where I could get a view into their window opposite. The first thing I saw was a naked man, standing in their kitchen, with another guy kneeling in front of him.

The man standing was older than the one on his knees. He had short, grey hair and a liberal spread of the same across his ample chest and round belly.

It was obvious what they were doing, and the look on the older guy's face made it plain he was enjoying it. The younger man's head was moving slowly as he took his time with the cock in his mouth.

As I watched, I could feel my own dick getting harder, tenting the front of my pajamas. It was about then that I heard my older brother moving about in his bedroom and I tore back to my room as quickly as I could - whilst cupping a raging hard-on and trying to be quiet.

I wanked like crazy that night, but the odd thing was, I never once wanted to be the guy standing up and getting sucked. In my fantasies, I was always the younger one, on my knees in front of a beautiful, hard cock, licking, sucking and swallowing the hot cum, bringing my man to a climax as he fucked my face.

Anyway, it stayed like that for a long while, just fantasies, until one weekend when my brother was on holiday with his mates and my parents had gone away to visit friends.

George, the older guy I had seen in the kitchen, was in his garden as my parents were leaving and giving me the usual admonishments about looking after the house. When they had gone, he looked over the wall that separated the gardens and said, "I'm having a bit of a party tonight, you're welcome to come over if you're bored."

My mind immediately went to that night and what I saw in the kitchen... and the many times I had climaxed imagining myself on my knees, taking cock in my mouth and bum at one of George's parties. "Sounds great!" I said, terrified but feeling myself harden already. "What time?"

"About nine is good." He replied. "Dress casual."

Oh yeah I thought, casual. Casual shorts with an elastic waste and a t-shirt - right over the camisole and french knickers I had bought last month that I lay in bed, wanking in most nights!

Then I thought, they'll need a wash.