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Chapter I:
I could open this story with the usual cliché phrase: `It was a gray, cloudy and unusually cold day in early September…’ but in this case, it’s not cliché, it was just that.
So, bored to tears, living alone out in a somewhat rural area, I was feeling a bit horny and needed something to do. Figuring I’d go online and check out craigslist’s sex ads only to get even hornier reading some pretty sexually graphic wants and desires many of which were accompanied with equally explicit pictures. That’s when I got the idea to post my own advertising for exhibitionist who might want to be photographed while doing what exhibitionist do: get naked and with luck, have sex with one or more others all the while being either photographed or video recorded while they do what they do. As for me, by design, I will be getting hotter and hornier by the minute. The harder my cock gets, begging for relief, the more sexually charged the images become, the camera being the extension of my cock in amongst the play.
It took a while before I got any serious replies. The usual back and forth of emails in attempts to fix a date, time and place took its toll to the point I almost gave up on the idea, until that fateful ad that I can probably attribute to having changed everything about my life from that point forward.
The irony is; I almost deleted the email having read what at the time seemed like a practical joke on whom I wasn’t rightly sure but I knew I didn’t want it to be me.
The email in question read as the following:
`Hi, responding to your ad, I am looking for someone like you to help me bring out a closeted exhibitionist friend of mine. He just loves for me to suck his cock but what gets him really hard and popping a big one, is for me to suck him off in the front window of his house except with the curtains only partially open. No doubt his fantasy is doing the naughty where potentially someone might be looking. Any way, more later if you are interested, get back soon!’
`Hi, responding to your ad, I am looking for someone like you to help me bring out a closeted exhibitionist friend of mine. He just loves for me to suck his cock but what gets him really hard and popping a big one, is for me to suck him off in the front window of his house except with the curtains only partially open. No doubt his fantasy is doing the naughty where potentially someone might be looking. Any way, more later if you are interested, get back soon!’
To say I wasn’t intrigued by what this person had in mind would be lying, but as I’ve said, it seemed like this person male or female, wanted to play some kind of practical joke on their partner. It didn’t sound like something I wanted to get involved with but given that the responses were few and far between up to that point I figured I could at least reply to see exactly what this person had in mind.
After a few more email exchanges I finally got a better grasp of what `Pube-lick’, the handle given by my contact, wanted to do and it seemed totally harmless so I agreed to participate.
On the designated date I made my way to a local public park in the center of town. It was approaching one-in-the-afternoon when I got there and given that it was still mild by temperature, there were still people out walking the trails and bike paths but not too busy.
My assignment was to hide amongst the trees a few yards away from the adjacent pathway, and to one side of a park bench situated there. I was to remain out of sight to video record what was to take place seemingly orchestrated by my contact. As instructed I was to commence recording when a male in his mid-forties arrives and takes a seat on the bench. It wasn’t long after that that is just what happened. The guy was about forty-two or so, had a full head of hair but was graying. He was well groomed and somewhat sophisticated looking, hardly what I expected but I zoomed in and focused on the man and started to record.
Not long after I saw a young man likely early to mid twenties slowly stroll by pausing only briefly to take a quick glance at the older man sitting on the park bench. Having panned back a bit to include the young man in the shot I noticed the older man rubbing his crotch. No doubt a signal to say he was interested in the boy. But the boy just kept on walking. I kept the camera going not knowing what would happen next.
After a few minutes it became obvious that the man was getting horny probably thinking what he could do with the little hottie that just walked by, He continued rubbing his hardening cock from outside his pants. Soon he progressed to exposing his fully erect cock of at least eight healthy inches that could easily be seen by anyone walking by but, looking out of the corner of my other eye, as far as I could see, there didn’t appear to be any one around. I zoomed in on the pre-cum oozing out of his purple cock head until he swept it with his thumb utilizing it as lubricant as he stroked in long easy strokes. My cock was starting to get hard.
It was about five minutes later that sure enough, the boy from earlier, sauntered on by. I zoomed out bringing him into the picture then quietly repositioned myself to get a better view angle. I mentally had to laugh in that both men so obviously consumed with anticipation of what might happen next, had I tripped and made some noise, they likely would not of noticed. I then crouched down onto my knees to get a low profile shot of what ever was about to happen and too, it gave me a chance to unzip and pull out my own fully hard cock. Looking at it briefly and given it a couple of long strokes, pulling back the foreskin, drops of pre-cum indicated just how horny this scene was making me. I turned my focus back to the guys.
The older man leaning back on the bench pushed his hips forward causing his sweet looking cock to look fuller and thicker, purple red flush with excitement. There is no way in hell the boy could miss seeing it and the man’s obvious want. The boy paused, turned to face the man, then just stood there seemingly visually examining and assessing the scene.
Instinctively I zoomed in on his crotch to see if he was getting excited and what I saw through the viewfinder was about to blow me away. If the swell that ran down this boy’s left leg was any indication of the length of his cock, that lucky guy, and me, were in for a real treat.
Instinctively I zoomed in on his crotch to see if he was getting excited and what I saw through the viewfinder was about to blow me away. If the swell that ran down this boy’s left leg was any indication of the length of his cock, that lucky guy, and me, were in for a real treat.
From where the man sat there was no doubt he could make out the bulge that has now grown in the boy’s pants and he indicated as much by the frequency by which he continued to stroke his lengthening cock that was beginning to shine from all the pre-cum and saliva he used to increase his sensation. I had to stop for a second to take my own cock into consideration though in that moment I felt I could spontaneously cum just from what I am witnessing so far.
By now the boy moved closer and is standing between the man’s wide spread legs, his pants now fully open and pushed down just below his ass allowing his cock and balls to hang fully exposed, off the end of the bench seat. The boy slowly un-zipped and peeled back his jeans reaching in to his crotch, pulling out a snake of a cock. It was so long as it hardened, he had trouble maneuvering it out of his pants and when he did, it flung full length of at least eleven hard inches and about three inches of thickness. It was a beautiful cock and my mouth salivated at the idea of the first six inches fucking my mouth while I jerked the other six with both hands wrapped around it. I panned up and down the its length pausing momentarily to take in its circumcised head then back down to his swelling, smooth balls that too were now outside his jeans. I noticed that he had shaved all of his pubes making his cock seem that much longer and menacing. I focused in on his hand as he stroked its full length masterfully sweeping his jerking palm over the head scooping up the increasing flow of pre-cum to lubricate with. I zoomed back and waited to see what and who would do next.
First the boy moved in closer positioning the tip of his cock just inches from the man’s slight parted lips that he licked to make wet, ready for the plunging assault of this gorgous young dick but it was just a tease. The boy slumped to his knees and with a ready and open mouth swallowed the full length of the man’s cock. The man succumbing to the ecstasy of the boy’s hot wet mouth wrapped tightly around the base of his wanting cock, threw his head back, and closing his eyes, relishing every moment. I zoomed in on the boy’s head as he expertly worked his mouth up and down the man’s cock followed right behind with his saliva lubricated hand clasped tightly around its swollen girth, pausing only long enough at its tip to flick his tongue into the pee-hole before sucking it deep and hard into his mouth rendering increasingly louder moans of pleasure from the man. At this point I was ready to pop having been unconsciously jerking my own hard cock with my free hand. I slowly started to walk toward the two who were totally consumed by their mutual pleasure: the boy giving – the man receiving.
I stood over the pair taking turns to capture the action and reaction as the boy worked the man to obvious heights of unbridled pleasure and all the while the boy with long and controlled strokes kept his cock hard and excited. As the man’s moans became louder and more profound the boy worked that much harder and faster cupping the man’s swollen ball-sack the pulling them down exposing the full, wet length of the man’s cock so that he could wrap both hands around the shaft, all the while pumping it furiously in and out of his sucking mouth. I crouched down to get in close to the action wanting to record the wet slurping sound of the boy’s mouth, his cheeks caving in the more furiously and intently he sucked and fucked his face. Periodically paused with his lips tight around the base, his nose buried in saliva-wet pubes. I can’t resist any longer, I reached down to take the boy’s cock in my hand. It was hard, hot and smooth. As I wrapped my fingers around its thickness, grasping it to jerk its full length, I wanted to take it into my mouth but holding the camera made it difficult. My cock was ready to burst and from the sounds of it, so were the two men. Sensing that things are about to come to a cum-draining climax. Wanting to be sure to get a good angle for the `money-shot’ I stood up letting my cock just hang freely in the air and that’s when I knew I had to cum and so did they.
With a loud gasp of orgasmic ecstasy shuddering through my entire body, I zoomed in on the man’s exposed cock head as he shot out huge gobs of white crème that the boy targeted to his open and waiting mouth. The boy’s lips were swollen and thick and now covered in cum that ran down his chin and cheeks having rubbed the swollen purple-red cock head to smear it on his face as it continued to gush out gobs of cum. Having just witnessed one of the hottest outdoor sex scenes in a long time I spontaneously came over both of them. In fact cum sprayed all over hitting the man in the face that alerted him to my presence. He must of had his eyes closed through out most of what had just gone down and oblivious to my being there but, when he did, his eyes almost popped from his head especially seeing that I was holding a video camera. At that point, without any hesitation, with one arm he swept the boy to the side, got up and ran off all the while pulling up his pants almost falling in the process. He didn’t even look back. Totally surprised by the man’s reaction, which I continued to record by the way, I pointed the lens to the boy still kneeling on the ground, leaning on the bench cum still dripping from his face that wore a salacious and mischievous smile. He then began to laugh. Frankly all I could do was continue to look at his still hard cock that had yet to cum.
One of the perks associated with this kind of hobby is to get to taste some of the spoils and in this case it was that long hard eleven inch cock that I had imagined earlier working in and out of my hot wet and wanting, sucking mouth. But that’s for another time. What was about to unravel in the coming months is the real story.
Chapter II:
About two months have gone by since that little escapade in the park. Though it seems like it was just yesterday especially when I think of how I had the chance to suck that boy’s cock dry that very same afternoon. Let me tell you, I worked that fucker for a good hour and more before I let him cum all over me.
The late afternoon late-summer sun started beaming down some beautiful hot rays over the spot we were at and the park was virtually void of anyone so we both got totally naked and I had me a feast on that huge boy cock. Naked he was impressive, fully shaved, smooth and hairless. I ate his ass hole for all it was worth all the while jerking his long cock stopping frequently to ram as much of it down my throat as I could manage. The boy too obviously loved to suck cock especially with me standing above him so I could slowly inch my seven-inches down the full depth of his throat that clinched around my dick as I fucked it. The boy is a masterful cock sucker forcing me ever deeper until his nose gets pressed hard into my pubes, just holding me there as his throat muscles milk the end of my cock. In that hour or so we assumed every position imaginable until neither of us could hold back any longer. I had decided and told the boy I wanted to see him cum so I wanted to cum first.
With my cock still buried deep in his mouth I held his head from behind with both hands and slowly started to fuck its full depth in and out, long purposeful strokes until I couldn’t hold back any longer. Easing my swollen, wet cock out, wrapping my fist tight around the shaft, I pumped it over his gapping wide-open mouth, slapping my cock head on his tongue extended out to accept my warm crème. I came all-hard and fast, my knees buckling the orgasm was so intense that my entire body shook as cum ran down and over his flushed face and swollen lips. Now it was his turn: Lying on the ground he stood over me as he stroked his long cock. A long thin stream of pre-cum dropped from his cock head. He pumped furiously all the while getting closer to cumming. Then, with the loudest yelp he blew his huge load as I pulled up, took hold of his cock and forced it into my mouth to savor the last few gobs of sweet cum. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock all the way in until I was gagging. It was then that he surprised me; shrieking with orgasmic pleasure, a dumping a second load, feeling its warmth as it oozed down the back of my throat, all I could do was swallow.
But now back to the real story.
Wanting to respect the anonymity of all the players involved I did not ask the boy for contact information and presumed he being the instigator of the whole affair, would make the effort to contact me. However, as it turns out, I have not seen nor heard from him again and for reasons beyond still possessing the video recording, it left me both surprised and disappointed. Not being sure what to do with the disc I just decided to hold onto it and I have jerked off over the video several times since. It is a classic of outdoor sexual activity that warrants being shared on some gay porn web site but I don’t want to do that not just yet anyway.
Since that first encounter I have had about six or so other situations but none of them match the level of excitement of that afternoon. I guess like any first experience, it always stands out to be rivaled. So I habitually check my email to see if any new adventures are about to brew that might be good contenders and that is when surprisingly enough I got an email from `Pube-lick’ that reads: `Hi, I guess you are probably wondering what happened and why I haven’t been in touch. The only thing I have to say is; watch this evening’s news on CBC and you will, might see what I am up to. Bye for now’
Wow, all I could think is what would this have to do with any news broadcast? Now is when I think I begin to sweat. Who was this person and what have I got myself into? It is only three-o’clock in the afternoon meaning I have to wait another three hours to find out what is going on and I am asking myself again, what have I gotten into?
Chapter III:
Finally six-o’clock, I turn on CBC evening news left to try and guess which story of the stories to be covered, is the one I should be informed by; the anchor having opened the broadcast with the afternoon’s headlines. The only one that sounds possible has to do with a city counselor who is running for the up-coming city mayoralty election later in the fall. Hmm, I can’t think of anything else it could be of the stories mentioned.
Making myself a cup of coffee while I heard each story come and go, the only story left is that of the election race. Looking at the screen I almost shit myself: it was he, the older man in the park that afternoon. Hell, no wonder he ran off in such a hurry. Shit, the video camera! It’s a wonder he didn’t have a heart attack once seeing there was a video lens starring him in the face and he just blew a huge load of man-crème, his man crème, all over the face of some cute young boy and in broad daylight, in a public park? What is he thinking? He must know that somewhere out there is this scandalous hot sex disc and to find out that not only is he running for mayor but, he is a lovingly married to a `woman’ and a family man with three children, the anchor announces closing out the piece.
As I sat back taking it all in while I drank my coffee, I was still interested to know where this is all going and, I fear that somehow, I sensed where it might be going and frankly, I am not liking it.
If I am reading this right, that little shit Pubic-whatever, is, has, seemingly set this guy up for a fall. But, why would he do this? Had he known that the guy was running for mayor and is looking to expose the man for who he truly is: a hypocrite! And lastly, this man knowing the disc was still out there, how smug must he be to think it would not surface whether before or if strangely lucky, after should he win the election.
`You have mail’
I have no doubt as to whom that might be. Sure enough, Pube-lick’s email, it reads: `Well I guess you know now what’s up or do I need to tell you? Anyway, hold on to that puppy until I ask you what next to do with it.’
I replied with `hold on you little fucker, I know you are the boy with that lovely cock and if need be, I can find you out so you better level with me right now or I won’t be part of your little fucked up head-game!’
He immediately replied: `well guy, maybe you don’t have any choice! I’ll be in touch.’
What did that smug fuck mean by that – I might not have a choice? The little fucker is playing games with this guy and me and I can’t see why he needs to include me into the whole fucked up mess.
Chapter IV:
Its been a three weeks since the last email from Pubic- what ever the fuck his name is and, the older man, Matt Kempler running for mayor, hasn’t flinched one bit in his campaign rhetoric about being a wholesome family man as he shows off his wife and children and further to espouse how he will turn around the course in decline the city has experienced over the term of the current and running mayoralty candidate by restoring clean and moral values that will see the city once again prosper and flourish. Whatever.
Well obviously this guy is setting him self up for one big take-down if that is in fact what this mischievous boy has in store. God knows with what that man has been spouting and the salacious content of that disc; the disc that I still possess the sole copy of! And I know that is my connection to this whole, shaping up to be dirty situation but why? Why does he not just ask me to hand him the disc? Why does he let me hold onto it? The little fucker has got me so wound up.
`You’ve got mail’
An email from `Pube-lick’, it read: `Well I think you can see that things are shaping up just fine. I don’t want you to panic, your not going to be hurt in anyway by all of this in fact- you might just come out the hero!’
I replied: `Look you god-damn idiot, I know you are setting this guy up for a fall and frankly, having listened to where this guy is coming from and that it looks like he might just win it, I wouldn’t blame you but, why me? What did I do to you that you would set me up to get involved in your nasty little scheme. Why don’t I just give you the disc, I swear I have not made any copies. It is the only one! You can have it and we can set up a way to get it to you so I don’t have to know who you are!’
His reply: `Don’t worry… be happy…it will come to you!;
Grabbing the edge of the curtain screen I yanked it around to give us, me some privacy and in so doing I am sure I heard one of the other three guys moan a little. He was just cumming or he’s disappointed that I closed the curtain. Either way I wasn’t concerned, I knew what I had to do!
That smug little fucker I could just….
Chapter V:
Ten o’clock, the voting having been finished for a couple of hours now, they should be projecting whose won the mayoralty. Turning onto CBC the anchor was just in the process of saying `Matt Kempler’ but I missed the context.
Did he win or did he loose that’s all I want to know. Flipping the channel to the 24hr news channel coverage the list of the winners was just being displayed. Oh my god, he won! That bastard, two-faced, lying son-of-a-bitch Matt Kempler is fucking mayor. Ok now the shit is going to start to fly and I can only hope that the wind is at my back.
Did he win or did he loose that’s all I want to know. Flipping the channel to the 24hr news channel coverage the list of the winners was just being displayed. Oh my god, he won! That bastard, two-faced, lying son-of-a-bitch Matt Kempler is fucking mayor. Ok now the shit is going to start to fly and I can only hope that the wind is at my back.
Stunned by the situation looking to be unfolding I only half listened to the next news story. Seemingly a fast moving car that did not stop, a hit and run, it would seem purposely ran down a young man. The reporter on the scene went on to say that the man of about twenty-two years of age was not critically hurt and conscious, was repeatedly claiming that the new mayor-elect, Matt Kempler, was trying to have him killed. The report concluded that the young man is obviously in shock and confused as result of the accident.
Holy shit! That must be the boy! That is why he did not want me to give him the disc. I was his safekeeping should anything happen to him, and it has. Holy shit, what do I do now?
Chapter VI:
I didn’t sleep at all. I just paced back and forth trying to think this thing out. I know it won’t be hard to find out what hospital they took the boy to and I’ll go see him to find out what he wants to do about this. The fact that the new mayor or his minions tried to kill him for reasons still-to-be-made-public, is enough to convince me to back the kid up in what ever he wants to do.
Calling the editor of the 24hr news channel he told me that the ambulance took him to Saint Memorial Hospital. With disc in hand, I headed out to finally confront this guy face to face.
Room G-13 Mr. Addon Piercly. Addon Piercly ah, you little fuck. No wonder with a name like Addon its not surprising he is as mischievous as he seems to be and with an beautiful eleven inch cock to boot. Speaking of his cock, walking into his room he seemed asleep. Walking closer I could see he was in fact asleep or slightly drugged. He was totally naked under the flimsy hospital gown that was barely covering his growing cock as it stuck out proudly and wantonly. I was surprised that the other guys sharing his room hadn’t already jumped him. They have to be at least jerking off under the covers being exposed to this stunning piece of man-meat especially it being in the growing stage and already a good nine inches.
Walking back to his bedside I couldn’t take my eyes off that beautiful cock. It was fully erect and thick. It went almost up to his chest. I peeled away the rest of the gown from his body letting it drape off to one side of his chest. His beautiful six-packed torso and square hard pec’s ever so slowly undulated as he softly breathed in and out. Cautiously I ran my hand lightly down the length of this hard body feeling the soft smoothness of his tanned skin. With a name of Addon, his European good looks, I would have to guess he is of French or maybe Italian dissent. Regardless, he is stunningly beautiful. Why would anyone want to harm such a beautiful body of a human being? From his actions someone might want to do him harm obviously, but, but, I can’t resist: I took his cock into my hand. I pulled it forward and down toward his balls. I wanted to see this baby standing with the foreskin fully retracted. I thought from when I first saw his naked cock back in the park that he was circumcised but apparently not, it just pulls back enough to show a nice purple, mushroom shaped cock head. Stroking it softly up and own the length taking his ball-sack into my other hand, I started to milk him. With each stroke his hips instinctively began to thrust up to meet each down stroke. The boy was horny as fuck and now so was I.
With a free hand I undid my pants and just let them drop. I’m always naked under my jeans so my cock was out and hard in a flash. Leaning over his up-right cock I licked the pee-hole flicking it lightly causing more droplets of cum to ooze out. It was both salty and sweet. Closing my mouth over the head I pushed down forcing his cock to hit the back of my throat trying to get as much of it in as I could without gagging and possibly throwing up in his lap. That would be sick – and not sick in a good way – but all is good. With his being unconscious the only thing I had to be concerned about is a fucking nurse or doctor walking in on me right now. But fuck it, I am too horny and this cock and what it’s connected to is just too good not to take advantage.
Getting right up onto the bed, I lifted both of his hairless legs up into the air exposing his sweet brown smooth butt-hole. Slipping down onto the bed I could get my tongue deeper into his ass-hole. I thought maybe this might wake him but he seems too far-gone and so I am going to take this nice a slow.
Licking his hole I moved up running my tongue over his scrotum up to his ball sack then opening my mouth wide I tea-bagged swelling orbs then, letting his legs drop to the bed I worked my mouth and tongue up the length of his dick all the while jerking it up and down with both hands. Then I felt a wet tongue entering my exposed ass crack that hung off the back of the bed. Taking my mouth away from Addon’s cock I turned to find that one of the guys in the room has snuck in and joined us. Moving back from my ass I could see his cock sticking out from his gown that had a severe wet spot on it, he has either cum or just super excited. I just smiled in approval at him, turned back and swallowed Addon’s cock and at the same time, spread my ass cheeks as wide as I could to give the boy’s tongue every opportunity to feast on my hole.
Our new friend having fucked my hole with his tongue and fingers, I was begging to be fucked but given my choice of the boys seven inches as compared to Addon’s, it’s no contest.
Standing up on the bed, straddling myself above Addon’s thick pole, I gestured for the new boy to climb up at the headboard straddling Addon’s face. Then gently at first, then with a full thrust I rammed Addon’s saliva lubed cock all the way up my ass. The sensation of being filled until it hit my prostrate almost made me faint. Slowly I danced my asshole up and down the full length of his cock. The other boy waited patiently as I worked up a nice rhythm moving my ass up and down like a ass-fucked whore. Just when I needed it the boy came forward pointing his cum wet cock to my mouth. It was a perfect fit just long enough to hit the back of my throat without gagging and I am able to work both cocks with my mouth and ass. This was incredible.
Suddenly the boy pulled his cock out of my mouth as though something was wrong. Looking up at him I could see he was looking at something or someone. I turned and there were the other two boys sharing the room, naked, one guy already fucking the other. Now this was even more incredible especially when the one boy said that he had locked the rooms door so we won’t likely be disturbed, with that I turned my attention back to the boys’ needy cocks.
Eventually the three boys and me had our way with Addon’s gorgeous humongous cock over the course of a couple of hours of unbridled hole and cum-filling sex. One of the boys wanted to fuck and cum in Addon’s unconscious mouth but we decided to finished off by jerking our loads all over his naked body. There is so much cum that it pools in his navel and in the creases of his abs and chest. I’d like to be there when the nurse comes to give him a sponge bath and tries to figure out how Addon came to be covered in dried-up man-crème.
I left leaving a note on his bedside to call me when he finally wakes up.
Chapter VII:
Looking at the bedside clock it is ten-thirty AM, man I slept well last night. All that hot sex must have exhausted me more than I thought. Well that and all the anxiety over Addon. Speaking of which I am surprised he hasn’t called so maybe I should call him.
Room G-13, Addon Piercly’s room please I asked of hospital reception. Sorry, did you say he had been released. Was he all right, I had to ask? But the women did not know what the circumstances were but that he had checked out of hospital earlier this morning.
Getting on the Internet I Googled `Addon Piercly’. Nothing. Strange a young fellow like him should at least have a Facebook account. Nothing again. Lets try 411.ca – again nothing. Ok how is it that there is no record for Addon unless that is not his real name. That’s probably it. But then how will I ever get a hold of him again? Why is he behaving like this unless he missed seeing the note I left him, having been unconscious the whole time I was there, he wouldn’t know I have met him?
It’s been over a week now and still having the videodisc all I can figure is that Addon or what ever his real name is, knows how to find me so maybe I’ll just have to wait, what else can I do at this point? In the mean-time old hypocritical Mark Kempler, mayor-elect, will no doubt start living up to his election platform promises to start cleaning up the `seedier’ part of town, as he likes to call it.
I guess we will just have to wait and see what develops.
Chapter VIII:
Over the course of the winter months the city truly began to change, Matt Kempler, or should I say Mayor Kempler, has come down hard on his promises to `reform’ the city in all meanings of the word. His first attack came through buttressing (pun) up the police department’s undercover, morality squad who mission was mandated to `cleanup the parks’. A curiously interesting starting point I thought given my known history of the man. Cleaning up his own little playground or was he just hoping for another outcome?
Well the bonus of these intrusive actions is that the dirty sex got pushed behind closed doors that proved to be a boom in business for my services. The tighter the city got in applying all of its antiquated and newly devised by-laws, the underground sex business flourished.
In the course of two months of attended and photograph over a hundred sex parties and/or private affairs that range from guys jerking off to the camera solo to full on wild sex parties where there were no limits, you were at liberty to do what-ever, with whom-ever in which-ever you wanted to penetrated. There was a lot of mild BDSM, pissing, and the occasional fist fucking either up an accommodating cunt or asshole and sometimes both.
I’ve had more mouths around my cock over this time that I have lost count but definitely not the desire for it. Typically I am totally nude save for my camera which is a 15-megapixal, digital with 20:1 zoom that does both still and video and a 1-tera-bit flash memory card. So I am good to go. The quality of the material is exceptional but back to the story; so I’ll just move from room to room stopping spontaneously by the visual that hits me and since I am almost always stoned on pot, the lighting made sensual and low to cast a lot of exotic shadows across the subject of muse. On each of these occasions a willing mouth is kind enough to wrap their sweet sucking lips around the head of my cock letting my slowly guide it deeper until there all the while as I am filming the scene, I will slowly fuck that warm, smooth, lubricated, sucking cavity gyrating my hips in a slow back and forth taking in all the sensations and communicating that through the lens as I see a beautiful boy of about twenty having his mouth fucked by a thick, black cock, so black it seems invisible until the low light catches a reflection off the boy’s saliva. All the while a women of about thirty is riding his cock. I move around to get a better angle and zoom in to the boy’s thick cock appearing and disappearing up the women’s split asshole. She was slowly milking his cock, fuck. I need to get fucked. Moving on!
I have built quite a library of material over the months and am contemplating producing a e-zine syndicate with it. Wanting to fully respect the privacy of the people who are the subject of all the video’s and pictures, the web site membership will be limited to just those people. The idea is to contact all the hosts to these events and let them filter concept through their groups to see if there is any interest to participate. Would be great fun.
In the mean time I’ll just keep building my library speaking of which in all this time I have still not heard a peep from Addon or whatever his real name is, I though he would have by now. I can just hope Kempler’s group hasn’t go to him, the thought sends chills down my spine. You often hear of such events in the tabloids but more often then not, no one takes them seriously or that they are true but, in this case I can vouch for their happening.
`You’ve Got Mail’
Interesting handle `Tight-Wad’ I wonder what this is about: `Hello, I am referred to you by a mutual friend by the name Par-T-Fav who has availed of your services and vouches to your full discretion. To the point: I am planning a rather lavish event for some very special friends and with their blessings, to have it recorded for posterity as it were, I think you do understand. If you sense that you would like to participate and if so reply to which I will send you the details and, please accept that cost, if anything I am the antithesis of my email handle. I await your favorable reply’
Well holy shit, this sounds like it is going to be some major event though by the language of the email this guy comes across of being a bit older and a little more sophisticated than I am accustom to.
Now let me see, do I want to do this or ….fuck yah!
Reply: Dear Tight-Wade, I will be more than happy to participate in your event and if you would like to send me all the particulars: date, time, location, approximate number attending. The latter mostly so I can see if I will need some additional help and oh, don’t worry all the people I hire to help are totally cool with the whole thing and can be trusted without question. Trusting this is good for you I look forward to your reply. (Send)
Chapter IX:
It was about a week later that I finally got a response from Tight-Wade:
`Dear Mr.Voy_er, (my handle) I am pleased you have chosen this assignment and as to the particulars. Well first it will be held on Valintines Day, this coming February and yes I know it is rather short notice but please forgive me. As to the number; it will be some configuration of up to one-hundred men and women. Then as to location; for reasons not to go into, this is being kept secret to all including the participants. To maintain absolute secrecy to its whereabouts all attending including you and your presumed staff, will be chauffeured to the event by limousine. I believe that should attend to all your immediate concerns, please inform me as soon as possible any specific requirements you may have to ensure all goes well. As to payment if you wish to confirm for yourself that a retainer of fifty-thousand dollars has been transferred to you account to defray any of your front end costs. Tight-Wad’
`Dear Mr.Voy_er, (my handle) I am pleased you have chosen this assignment and as to the particulars. Well first it will be held on Valintines Day, this coming February and yes I know it is rather short notice but please forgive me. As to the number; it will be some configuration of up to one-hundred men and women. Then as to location; for reasons not to go into, this is being kept secret to all including the participants. To maintain absolute secrecy to its whereabouts all attending including you and your presumed staff, will be chauffeured to the event by limousine. I believe that should attend to all your immediate concerns, please inform me as soon as possible any specific requirements you may have to ensure all goes well. As to payment if you wish to confirm for yourself that a retainer of fifty-thousand dollars has been transferred to you account to defray any of your front end costs. Tight-Wad’
Holy shit, fifty-grand and that’s just to get started, fuck! I better get my ass in gear for this one, now let me see who I am going to bring in with me, lets start off with Todd, not only is he a great video-grapher but he has one of the hottest bods on the circuit. This guy has fucked more cunt and asses of both gender then anyone I know. Every one wants to have a least one go with Todd.
It will be great to bring in a couple of women too, there is that girl Sahara whose mouth I fuck for a good half-hour before I blasted a huge load all over her fast. She too is in photo-journalism and definitely trust-worthy. Well that’s a start.
`You Have Mail’
I wonder who that might be, god no, I can’t believe it is: `Pube-lick’: `It’s been a long time I know and I am sorry for putting you through all that I have but, as you learn eventually, it is and will be seen as necessary. Just to let you know I did find the note you left for me in hospital but I thought it best I not contact you right-away. I needed some space given that that bastard Kempler tried to have me run-over. Anyway I am contacting you first to know I really enjoyed you and those three boys that day and to feel you warm tight ass working my cock, I still jerk off to it it was so great. Yah I was awake but you guys were having so much fun thinking I was unconscious, I didn’t want to spoil it for you all and you should have let that guy fuck my mouth, that would have been so hot to finish with a load of hot boy cum. Ok, well just to let you know I am still alive and kicking – will be in-touch.. xoxox’
Reply: `You bastard, after all this time. You had me worried I was prone to thinking you were encased in concrete and thrown into the lake by now. I wish you had talked to me then when I came to see you. I wanted to give you the disc and get away from this whole affair but when I saw you laying there – well you obviously know the affect you have on me and besides that you looked so sweet and innocent I knew that any help I could offer you to get that bastard for what he has done to you and this city.. Anyway be sure to stay in touch (Send)
`You Have Mail’
Wow that was fast, `PostMaster – Your email to Pube-Lick is undeliverable’
What, how could that be unless he has block my email from getting to him? Now why would he do that, I don’t think I’ll ever understand that boy?
Chapter X:
Well today is the big event, February 14th and all is set. Todd should be arriving soon with Sahara, Maloney and Zak. This is going to be great fun, I have fucked with all three of them and not only are they great people they are good at what we do. I especially chose them for not only their talent with equipment both photographic and human, they have their own unique quality of sensuality expressed in their work. With upwards of a hundred hot men and women fucking and sucking in every imaginable configuration of wanton lust, this is going to be one exceptional documentary of unbridled human sexuality in all form of physical expression.
`You Have Mail’
What now, oh its from Tight-Wad, I hope there haven’t been any last minute changes: `Dear Mr Voy_er, at exactly 11:30pm two limousines will arrive at your location for you and your party. I believe that should be adequate to accommodate you and your equipment. When you arrive there will those to assist you in making ready for the event. You will receive final instructions on you arrival. This will be the last communication from me, all future contact on this matter. Thank you.’
(To be continued....)
Interesting, funny I never questioned how it was Tight-Wad was able to get money into my bank account since I had never given him any of those particulars and now he knows where I live to send the limo’s. This guy who ever he is has connections. Seems the anonymity goes just one-way in this case. Regardless he, or they are paying well, so what do I care. Bizzzz, Must be Todd and the gang.
Chapter XI:
`Bizzz.’ Yes who is it? `Your limousine sir’ Yes, we’ll be right down.
Ok guys its show time, Todd you look great by the way, those leather chaps and black leather vest are perfect for this night though I don’t imagine you will have them on for very long. Make sure we don’t forget anything; every one has their equipment and backup batteries and flash memory? This is going to be a long night so pace yourselves and like my mother would always say: `drink plenty of fluids’ but she never did qualify the statement with what kind of fluids, so have fun!
With the help of the fifty-grand to front this event for us, I was able to purchase the latest technology; the cameras are so small as to be totally discrete unlike any conventional photo or video camera. They have the highest quality of optics and resolution in low-light conditions eliminating the need for extra lighting as in a flash or strobe and they run for hours with one charge and unlimited memory capability. The units actually look like someone wearing glasses without lenses. The arrangement renders a bird’s-eye perspective of the recorded scene giving the screening viewer the sense that they are actually there as a participant. Can you imagine sitting there watching the video of this huge cock head coming at you, it will seem so real your instinct would be to open your mouth wide to engulf it, fuck, this is going to be hot!
Chapter XII:
Man, get a load of this place, it’s a fucking castle and I have no fucking idea of where we are. We must have driven for a good two hours and with all the windows of the limo blacked out there was no way of knowing if we were still anywhere near the city. In fact the limo was so loaded with party favors of every order and booze we could have been more than wasted by they time we arrived but, as much as it was tempting to do just that, I told the gang not to get too crazy and hyped on all those goodies otherwise we will not be able to last. Thankfully every one agreed so we just filled our pockets for later though you can figure if the limo is so equipped, god only knows what will be had at the event.
What was most interesting though went we got into the limo there was a small heart shaped, red velvet box waiting for each of us and tied to it with a gold ribbon was a richly engraved silver placard with a unique name assigned for each of us. Inside the box was a truffle that too had a small fine gold ribbon encircling it with a small piece of parchment, written on it was simply: `Enjoy’. And we all did. It had to be the finest of Belgium chocolate I had ever tasted and in the center, a slightly unusual tasting filling that was scarlet red in color we assumed to reflect the color associated with Valentine.
A butler entered the room, he is completely naked and absolutely beautiful, an absolutely perfect body and cock that soft, is at least eight inches. His golden tan glowed having been lightly oiled with an exquisite smelling perfume that when standing next to him got you feeling quite sexually aroused. Pheromones no doubt, the hired help are lathered in body oil laced with a pheromone to enhance the sexual lust a human body could conjure guaranteeing everyone will be mad with desire.
He is the first person we’ve seen since arriving, even limo driver didn’t show his face. The limo doors opened automatically as did all the doors that led us to the room we are in. Waiting for us on hangers each identified by the same name given to us in the limo, is a white linen poncho affair that drapes freely from the shoulders leaving genitals and breasts, exposed. Written instructions were to remove our clothing and don the linens, enjoy the lavish table of goodies set out and wait until is sent to retrieve us. In addition to the ponchos were four, beautiful, uniquely designed and decorated masks of gold and silver leaf that strangely, surprisingly, did not to interfere with the cameras I purchased. That fucker Tight-Wad again was hip to the equipment I bought, I never discussed it with him. Amazing.
As we were ready to go the butler led us out of the room down a long, torch lit corridor. I can tell the theatrics for the night are going to be stunning. The first clue being those torches, they gave off light but no heat so they were undoubtedly configured by some special affects outfit not unlike those used in the movie industry, and I wasn’t about to be disappointed.
When we got to the end of this seemingly endless, winding corridor we came upon two massive doors at which standing guard were six magnificent examples of male human prowess. Each man was of a unique ethnic persuasion reflected by his skin color. Each had to stand over six-feet and built to giant proportion each weighing at least two hundred pounds or more and all muscle defined to the ultimate. They were naked save for the wearing of gold and silver metal body armor replicating that typical of Roman Centurions replete with individual shaped head gear and proudly capped with colored feathers or horse-hair mane. They looked ominous each holding their individual tool of battle similar to those held by Gladiators in battle.
As we approached the butler who led us fell back allowing us to move forward. The two guards standing at the door approached stopping us, they said nothing, it felt as though they were scanning us without asking any questions then just as abruptly, they turned, took hold of the huge bull-ring shaped handles to the massive doors, and peeled them open in one sweeping move that opened to a scene beyond any proportion of human imagination.
The closest I can come to that encapsulates the magnificence of the space we just entered is to imagine the antiquity of the Roman Coliseum, the elegance of the Palace of Versace, the steaming grotto-ness of Turkish Baths and flavor of the darkest dungeons of legendary Bastilles all combined into the splendor that would make Dionysus envious.
From where we stood gave view of the entire room in its full perspective. Turning to my friends I could see they each looked just as astonished to which all I could say is `lets go to work and lets have some fun’. Given the magnitude of the event, we were likely not to see one another again until this was all over.
Spellbound, turning on our cameras, we slowly walked from the giant door-portal, each taking a different direction, only to hear the massive doors shut with a muted thud.
Let the party begin!
Chapter XIII:
Making my way through the space people of all creeds and sex were everywhere yet the grandness of the place did not leave you with the sense of it being crowded. At this point in the evening most were gathered in small groups or one on one socializing while drinking or eating exotic morsels of fresh and dried fruits being lavishly served up by a parade of beautiful boys and girls some as young looking as though they were still in their early teens but each and everyone of them uniquely beautiful and mysteriously exotic. The pheromone scented oils they were bathed in was obviously having their affect on my. My cock was already getting hard and the night festivities have yet to truly begin.
Before I get too wasted I did a test run of the equipment to ensure it was adjusting for the lighting conditions, I can only hope the others think to do the same. It would be a shame to find out at the end of the evening that the camera was not working. That would be a bummer.
As I scanned around to record a broader visual of the space that is essential an atrium of three levels at the base of which is a massive dining hall reminiscent of a scene in the movie Caligula; an eighty foot long by fifteen foot wide slab of granite slightly elevated from the floor, a perimeter moat intended for guest if they desired, to defecate into saving them from having to remove themselves from the several large, plush velvet covered cushions on which to lay while they feasted, drank and most definitely fucked.
This level was abuzz with servant boys and girls placing large platters of exotic foods and stone urns of wine all along the granite table within easy reach of those attending. Off to one corner huge sides of beef and whole pigs were sizzling on pits of glowing charcoal ready to be served up to the many guests. The smell of cooking flesh and smoking charcoal gave the space a raw sense of decadence unlike ever experienced in my life.
Looking upward from where I stood I could see that each of the upper floors housed several anti-rooms. What came to mind was how thankful I was to have the help of the others as this would have been too daunting to have done on my own besides, I can only cum so many times in one night. Speaking of which my dick is fully erect with little to no prompting: the truffle filling. It no doubt had to be an aphrodisiac. Hell that combined with the pheromone scented oils every one seems to be wearing, a perpetual hard-on; this could end up being the last event I’ll ever `fucking’ survive.
Moving to the first of the upper levels some of the guests were already starting to indulge themselves; I saw two women mutually devouring the huge cock of a black man sitting with his legs splayed wide apart giving them free access to his cock and balls, and they were working it. I moved in to get a better look, I don’t think they realized they were not being filmed nor do I think they cared. As I stood there watching, my cock being convent at the same level as the man’s mouth, before I knew it he greedily started sucking on it. Placing my hand on the back of his head I pushed my cock deeper into his mouth cavity. Feeling his thick lips encircle my cock to its base, the power of his sucking seemed to want to resist the easing out of my cock, intensifying the feeling of being sucked off. I had to stop or I was going to cum for sure, I pulled my cock from his mouth followed by his thick tongue anxious to taste my jam.
Getting down on all fours I put my self in between the two women to get a good shot as one women furiously pumped the man’s enormous cock with her clinched fist while the other milked it with her mouth. She must of sensed he was about to cum, she pulled her mouth off just enough to let a jet stream of white liquid shoot out from the thick mushroom head into her waiting mouth. The other continued to pump up and down its full length squeezing out every last drop all the while the man’s scream of ecstasy echoed throughout the room. Now that was hot.
At this rate the evening just getting underway if that escapade is any indication of what is in store, this is going to be one wicked porn-flick and sure enough entering the next room on this level an orgy was already underway. The room was not large but decked out to resemble a Persian desert tent of a Maharaja. In the middle of the room were lavish cushions and embroidered silk mattresses and in plain site shallow, two-foot diameter alabaster bowl full of what had to be cocaine. The players using small thin flute shaped `straw’ were snorting directly from the bowl some being fucked from behind or having their assholes eaten as they did. Standing as though just to observe were alternates of young men and women dressed in see-through saffron of varying muted color but obviously wisely chosen to highlight the skin tone of each. As I sat on one of the large cushions in the corner of the room and observed the antics of those on the mattresses I watched as other individuals entered the room, walking its perimeter stopping periodically to fondle a hard cock or to suck on nipples of a pert naked breast of those standing about the room. It’s as though they were there purely to be feasted upon not for their gratification but that of their sexual devotee. It was only when my camera started buzzing indicating its automatically shutting off that brought me back to why I was there; ignoring my hard, cum oozing cock, it was time to capture this hot, totally un-scripted, fucking orgy.
(To be continued....)
