Ultimate Fantasy
MAN OVERBOARD!
Isn’t that always the case when men set out to do something though? They always seem to do a little too much, go a little too far, take things to the extreme. AJ was no exception. In his defense, however, his motives were entirely genuine and, quite possibly, there was no such thing as too much when it comes to seducing one’s husband. His mother passed away when his he was eight, his dad raised a fine man. When it comes to husbands, he ranked up there at the top of the list. There was no special occasion, no hallmark event to celebrate; husband know he just wanted to let his that he loved him. He loved him more than he could put into words. He adored him from a place so deep, so profound, that words couldn’t adequately describe the feelings in his heart. Bill was his world, his reason for being, his best friend, and this was his way of saying, “I’m a better man for having you in my life.” Okay, so maybe he did go a little overboard when planning the special weekend but in the grand scheme of life, he could be forgiven for it.
Reservations were made at Philly’s most distinctive, luxury hotel, The Rittenhouse, and everything was set in motion. He’d placed a special invitation card in his car in the morning with instructions for him to get cleaned up real nice and meet him in room 1214 at 8 PM. Knowing his husband, that meant he had at least until 9:30 to get things ready. Not saying he operated on CP time or anything . . . well, yeah, he operated on CP time so that gave him a window of opportunity to calm his nerves
get everything set up the way he wanted. He was anxious and he kept remembering things he wanted to do. He ran the water in the bathtub and forgot to sprinkle the scented silk rose petals on the floor. Just as he finished that, he ran back to turn off the water and to turn out the lights . . . and
light a candle. Actually it was several candles but Teddy Pendergrass would have been proud nonetheless.
He ran to his bag of goodies, pulling things out and continuing to set things up exactly the way he had planned them in his mind’s eye. He’d done his research and gotten all the toys and things he could think of to knock his husband’s socks off. That was his goal and he wasn’t going to stop until he had accomplished his mission. He’d searched Pleasure Principals.com for hours and loaded up his virtual shopping cart with everything he needed to leave him a mass of quivering flesh.
He put the DVD, Advanced Sexual Secrets of Black Lovers, in the player and let it play for a while. He wanted it to be playing when he walked in the room, a sort of visual soundtrack to set the stage. It wasn’t really a porno; it was more like an erotic how-to video that would get the juices flowing. He stopped to watch for a moment, imagining that he would be fucking his husband in a similar fashion in a couple of hours. He couldn’t allow himself to be too distracted because there was still a lot of things to set up. He’d run the bubble bath and warmed the edible gourmet chocolate massage oil. Yummy! The champagne, compliments of the hotel, was already chilled. He still had to put batteries in all the toys. The Colossal Kit had more vibrators, lube and toys, some of which he didn’t even know how to use. He set up the board for the Foreplay game and all the pieces and laid out everything from the Leather Seductions Bondage Kit. He was ready. The only other thing he purchased was the nipple exciter and he had that on the nightstand, ready for action when he heard the knock on the door.
“Are you crazy? You know we are supposed to be on a budget, why you got a hotel room is beyond me.” Bill came in, loud and proud, in his usual commanding self. He had gotten his hair done and he looked stunning. If nothing else, he could make an entrance. AJ just stood and let him take everything in. He marched through the room like Superman went through Appomattox. He was inspecting every detail, taking it all in, and he was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed by all that his husband had done. He didn’t let on his true feelings however, he just continued with him, shall we say, boisterous declarations and flair for the dramatic.
By the time he had finished examining every detail, he had quieted down just a little bit. He saw the toys laid out and glanced at the TV notice the adjoining door closed. The aroma of rose filled the air from the bathroom and he sort of just stood silently.
AJ scooped him up in his arms and kissed him passionately. It served to silence him for a minute but then he went right back to his animated self. “What’s this? What’s going on? What . . . why?”
He was demanding answers and all AJ could do was laugh. He didn’t even say a word as he started undressing him. Bill wasn’t about to have that because he’d just spent the better part of two hours getting dressed and he wanted to at least get a couple of hours of wear out of his look, maybe have a drink at the bar. But AJ had planned things out in his mind and he was intent on trying to come as close as possible to his vision.
Once enveloped by the bubbles, Bill quieted down a bit. The warm water felt soothing but not as relaxing as the massager his husband was using on his aching muscles. His arms surrounded him in the water and rubbed his curves, causing him to relax and give into the flow of things. His sarcasm was a little less biting and his gregarious personality was softening just a bit. They both wrapped themselves in the luxurious bathrobes and made their way to the bed on the trail of rose petals.
Bill climbed on the bed and propped himself up, watching the DVD. He’d never seen anything like it before. It was almost as if he was peeking into someone’s bedroom, watching their most intimate moments. The next thing on the agenda was a little round of foreplay, courtesy of the board game AJ had purchased. They didn’t even bother with the rules, they were both winners as they began to lick and suck each other in all sorts of sensual places.
“I have an idea,” AJ said, trying to sound as if he had just come up with a flash of brilliance. “How about I tie you up and pleasure you. You would have thought that he had said, “How about we take a trip to the moon.” Bill was used to being in control; he was used to asserting his will in everything he did. He was not having it. He complained, bitched and moaned the entire time as AJ put the harness on him and the chain collar around his neck he took the silk scarves and secured them to his wrists. He’d already tied them to the bed posts so he was ready for his reaction. He relented to his wishes but he was running his mouth a mile a minute the entire time, asking questions and adding his biting commentary to the evening.
It wasn’t until AJ pulled out the blindfold that he really put up a fuss. That meant surrender and he wasn’t sure he was ready for that. “Shhhh, don’t worry about a thing, I’ll take care of you,”
he said as he slid the satin covering over his eyes.
For the first time in the evening, Bill was silent. His arms were restrained and he was cloaked in darkness, unaware of what sort of sensations to expect. AJ wanted to start things off slowly, kissing him passionately, moving his way down his body, pausing at his neck to give him gentle love bites. Bill bit his lower lip, stifling a moan. This was a place he’d never been before and he was caught off guard by how sensual the feelings were. AJ used a small but plug to excite Bill hole and open him up a little.
Taking his time, AJ moved lower still, taking ime out to give pleasure to his nipples. He knew that was his hot spot and hereached for his secret weapon, The Nipple Exciter. Applying it gently to the
left and then the right nipple, he turned up the vibrations slowly, torturing Bill with pleasure. Unable to move his arms, Bill felt trapped, but it was confinement in the most erotic prison. He fought back his moans, trying to control the situation. AJ replace the small butt plug with a larger one. He could no longer form words, just guttural sounds as every sensation in his nipples sent tremors of arousal straight to his dick. His ass was soaking wet and AJ hadn’t even come close to touching him there
yet. The butt plugs was working!
AJ was hard as a rock but his pleasure was not even on the agenda for the evening. All he wanted to do was please and tease his husband. In a last ditch attempt to gain control, Bill started negotiating for his release. “Come on baby, let me go. We can still have some fun. Just untie me.” AJ pretended he didn’t even hear what he had said. He poured the heated massage oil on his thighs and started licking his way towards his dick. Bill spread his legs and was anxious to guide his head to his dripping, hot sex. He was fighting against his bonds, in vain, and all the while relinquishing to the sensations. The Nipple Exciter was driving him insane, practically making him cum. Feeling AJ’s tongue getting closer and closer to his ass, yet still 100 erotic miles away was going to make him crawl out of his skin. He tried to use his legs to pull him closer but he was too much in control.
AJ was in heaven. His beautiful husband had been reduced to a mass of quivering flesh and he was in control of his pleasure. It was his ultimate fantasy. He loved being the one who dictated his sensations, who owned his responses. He couldn’t cum without him and that fact alone made him so turned on he almost couldn’t see straight.
The feather tickler came next and he couldn’t hold back his moans any longer. He was purring like a kitten, feeling the light touch from his nose all the way down to his toes. The next sensation he felt was something against his lips. He stuck his tongue out, out of habit, to get a feeling for what it was. He tasted the familiar taste immediately and opened his mouth, desperate to have AJ fill it with his dick. He was begging and pleading with him to let him suck him. His pleas were from a man who was crazed with lust. “Oh god, fill my mouth, come on daddy, fuck my mouth. Let me just lick it a little, let me lick the head. You know it’s going to feel so good. Why don’t you just let me suck it a little.” He wasn’t sure which one of them was going to enjoy it more. All he knew was he was still feeling intense sensations in his nipples and it was about to make him go out of his mind if he didn’t experience release soon. AJ put the head of his dick in his mouth and he sucked him in like a vacuum, pulling him in with his lips. His mouth was like hot velvet, consuming every inch of his dick
in sensual delight. The intensity of their unbridled lust and his dripping wet blowjob had AJ out of his mind. Inspired by his husband’s insatiable appetite, AJ was leaking precum and horny for more. He almost lost control as he looked down and saw his restrained husband giving him the sloppiest, wettest blowjob he’d ever gotten. He took his dick out and replaced it with his thumb. There was
something incredibly erotic about him sucking his finger like that.
He had to pull back a little or his plan was going to go off schedule. He positioned himself between his legs and used a vibrator to stimulate Bill's ass lips. Beyond words, Bill was reduced to guttural moans and grunts. He was communicating with feral sounds of passion, demanding to be fucked like an animal in his primitive tongue. AJ, intent to stay the course, took his time. He took his fingers and gently parted his lips. He placed his tongue softly on his ass and lapped at it gently. AJ
fucked his hole with the larger sex toy, feeling the lube and juices literally run down his hands. He was like a faucet, pouring out sweet honey. He licked his ass to near explosion and then stopped. Bill moaned so loud he was afraid someone would call the front desk. That fact turned him on even more. The bed shook with Bill trying to free himself from his restraints. He was screaming a string of curse words that didn’t make sense, just a litany of fuck, shit, and damn that was intended to let his husband know that if he didn’t fuck him, and fuck him hard, in the very immediate future, there was going to be hell to pay.
AJ lavished pleasure on his lovely husband, enveloping his body with tender kisses in a slow, methodical manner. He kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste his own ass on his lips. Bill was
outdone by his kisses, igniting his flames that much more in a way that rival the first kiss they had shared so many years ago that still made his toes curl.
Bill wanted to regain control, so he started saying the things that he knew would drive his hubby insane with lust. “I know you want to fuck me. I want you to fuck me, I need you to fuck me
senseless until I pass out. I want to feel you pound your hard dick in me and ram it hard, come on AJ, FUCK me.” The more he pleaded, the hotter he got. All Bill could do was speak his truth. “Fuck me,” he said, panting like an animal.
The invitation had been made and AJ responded with enthusiasm. On his knees, he took careful aim. He lined up the head of his dick with his wet hole and rubbed it up and down. Bill’s body contorted and twisted to get him to penetrate him. “FUCK ME. FUCK ME NOW,” he demanded. Never one to disappoint his husband, AJ complied. His fingers gripped his flesh tightly, taking careful aim, he rammed himself inside him. The heat was intense and he shoved himself in, in one full stroke. Bill braced himself for the ride of a lifetime. AJ could go for a long time and he was going to take full advantage of the situation. He was like a bucking bronco and AJ was breaking him in. Bill loved every second of the rough treatment. The more he spoke, the harder he fucked him. The pounding became more intense, he was driving him crazy, giving him a string of multiple dry orgasms as his prostate began to love AJ dick.
He began pounding him like he was a mad man driven by lust. It was clear he was treating him like a fuck doll and Bill was loving every minute of it. In fact, he couldn’t get enough. The harder he
pounded, the more he screamed for more. His cries were primal, carnal even. The more pleasure he gave his husband, the more inspired he was to give him more. He pulled his dick out and he just watched as Bill’s body reacted by going into convulsions. Without warning, AJ took the head of his dick and slid it into the wet, warm, moist folds of Bill’s ass again. This time, he fucked him slowly, intentionally, HARD hitting the right spots, making him beg for more. “AJ, fuck me. Fuck me like you need it. Fuck me like you want it. Fuck me like your life depends on it. Damn you, let me go.” The wet, frothy juices on his dick told him that his husband was loving every second of the treatment even though he was protesting so loudly.
Bill was exhausted, drained of energy. His arms ached but AJ wasn’t finished yet. The fact that he was being so sexual gave him new life and aroused him that much more. AJ’s dick was hitting his
spot and making him cum. The sheets were on the floor and they were fucking on the bare mattress. He rammed, fucked, and pounded him without mercy.
They both let out loud moans, the anticipation andbuildup was too much for them to bear. Sweat covered Bill’s body; his arms ached from being tied. He was turned on by the sensation and pissed off that he couldn’t see. It was that anger that inspired him more. He used the muscles of his ass to squeeze and stroke AJ’s erection inside him. If he had any control left, it was in how his tight walls massaged him. For AJ, he realized he was no longer in control. He reached up to untie the silk scarves and remove the blindfold and almost immediately, he felt his husband’s fingernails in his back. He was riding him like a bucking bronco and he was going to throw him off. He fucked, he fucked him back. His body went limp and he knew he was having the mother of all orgasms. He refused to give in, and he kept fucking him with all his might. When he was ready to cum, he pulled out and started jerking off over Bill’s bubble butt. he loved watching him cum but on this day, it was like torture . . . sweet, erotic torture. He spilled his seed on his slippery flesh and they collapsed on together, exhausted from such a strenuous experience.
I could see our bodies gleeming with a sheen of sweat as we writhed and bucked in unison. I could smell the stench of our mutual waste. A strong, pungent aroma of manstink. The aroma of sweaty armpits and rank, shitty assholes and raunchy cocks swirled up my nostrils. AJ pointed his dick straight up, letting out a loud groan, he let loose a fountain of piss into the air. It shot up high and rained down on Bill. Waving his pissing cock around, AJ aimed it towards Bill face and the stream gushed into his open mouth. The golden nectar splashed over his face and ran, like sweat, over his chin, down his neck and onto his chest which he rubbed all over his upper body and onto his husband's face.
My lust was reaching the boiling point. I had never felt or engaged in such a nasty act before. I needed one more thing to seal my raunchiness. Something that would bring me to an explosive orgasm again. "Not so fast!" A voice boomed.
The two of us turned towards the direction of the voice. Framing the doorway was a tall, muscular man which I gathered to be in his late fifties with dark hair and whisps of gray at the temples.
The man cracked a wicked grin as he stepped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
"Sure does stink in here!" The man said, sniffing the air and groping his crotch. "I had to piss but hearing you two for the last hour really made me honary. I guess I'll have to piss my pants or ..."
"Piss in my mouth!" Bill gasped.
"Why that's mighty kind of you, son." The man replied. "But if you don't mind, I'd rather piss up your ass."
"Piss up the pig's ass, Dad!" AJ whispered.
"Well look who's calling the kettle black! Or should I say brown? And your husband's all shit
faced, stinkin' like a pig sty, gettin' porked by my son."
"Yeah, fucker!" AJ growled. "We're pigs just like you, Dad! We suck dick and lick dirty butthole and wallow in piss and shit."
"Ain't nothin' wrong with good, dirty sex, son!" The man replied, whipping out a dick any man would be proud of and kneeling down on the filthy bed behind me. "That manhole of yours looks mighty invitin'."
"It's yours, sir." I replied. "It's yours to fuck and use as your urinal."
"Don't mind if I do, son! How's about a nice, big Texas welcome!"
With that the man plunged his tool up Bill ass and began pounding away. After a couple of deep strokes Bill felt his gut filling up.
"Yeah! Piss up my ass!" Bill shouted.
"Pissin' up your nasty cunt, boy!" The man hollered. "When I'm done, I'm gonna pull out and you're gonna spray it out on my cock while I jack off and you make my son cum again!"
"Yes, sir!" I hollered, bucking my ass back.
"You like fuckin' around with my son and his Daddy?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Yeah! Fuckin' gettin' all stink and nasty with AJ."
"And with you, sir!"
"Your Daddy ever get nasty with you, boy?"
"No, sir! But I wish he had. I wish he had taught me what you've taught your son."
"Fuck him, Daddy!" AJ said. "Fuck him with your big dick the way you fuck me!" we are all family.
The thought that I was getting it up the ass with the same cock that fucked my husband AJ, brought me to the brink.
"Aw fuck!" I hollered. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Shoot that piss outta your ass, man! All over my cock!"
With one push I spewed the man's piss out of my ass while I lunged forward and spunked
up AJ's hole.
"Fuck! Fuck!" AJ and I shouted, as we withed in orgasm.
In the afterglow of my spooging, I could hear the sound of AJ's Dad beating his meat and AJ doing the same. AJ reach for the dildo to stop the piss from leking out my hole. It felt bigger then before. My husband then remove the toy and started to fuck me again with so much vigor as his dad watch on.
Yeah!" The man yelled. "Fuck! Fuck!"
As AJ pulled his dick out of Bill's ass,cover with cum, shit and piss. I could hear the sound of cum splattering on the floor and the room filled with the sighs of eased tensions. Now I new why we had joining rooms at the hotel.
At some point in the middle of the night, we awoke. Bill was still sleeping and they were both pretty exhausted but it was the good kind of exhaustion. There were still a heap of toys to play with
and he started calculating what other erotic tortures he could subject his husband to before checkout. He’d accomplished his mission. He’d taken his husband out of his comfort zone, silenced his presence and reduced him to nothing more than heap of sexual flesh. All in all, it was well worth all the effort and the hard work as Ibecame part of his family forever.
Isn’t that always the case when men set out to do something though? They always seem to do a little too much, go a little too far, take things to the extreme. AJ was no exception. In his defense, however, his motives were entirely genuine and, quite possibly, there was no such thing as too much when it comes to seducing one’s husband. His mother passed away when his he was eight, his dad raised a fine man. When it comes to husbands, he ranked up there at the top of the list. There was no special occasion, no hallmark event to celebrate; husband know he just wanted to let his that he loved him. He loved him more than he could put into words. He adored him from a place so deep, so profound, that words couldn’t adequately describe the feelings in his heart. Bill was his world, his reason for being, his best friend, and this was his way of saying, “I’m a better man for having you in my life.” Okay, so maybe he did go a little overboard when planning the special weekend but in the grand scheme of life, he could be forgiven for it.
Reservations were made at Philly’s most distinctive, luxury hotel, The Rittenhouse, and everything was set in motion. He’d placed a special invitation card in his car in the morning with instructions for him to get cleaned up real nice and meet him in room 1214 at 8 PM. Knowing his husband, that meant he had at least until 9:30 to get things ready. Not saying he operated on CP time or anything . . . well, yeah, he operated on CP time so that gave him a window of opportunity to calm his nerves
get everything set up the way he wanted. He was anxious and he kept remembering things he wanted to do. He ran the water in the bathtub and forgot to sprinkle the scented silk rose petals on the floor. Just as he finished that, he ran back to turn off the water and to turn out the lights . . . and
light a candle. Actually it was several candles but Teddy Pendergrass would have been proud nonetheless.
He ran to his bag of goodies, pulling things out and continuing to set things up exactly the way he had planned them in his mind’s eye. He’d done his research and gotten all the toys and things he could think of to knock his husband’s socks off. That was his goal and he wasn’t going to stop until he had accomplished his mission. He’d searched Pleasure Principals.com for hours and loaded up his virtual shopping cart with everything he needed to leave him a mass of quivering flesh.
He put the DVD, Advanced Sexual Secrets of Black Lovers, in the player and let it play for a while. He wanted it to be playing when he walked in the room, a sort of visual soundtrack to set the stage. It wasn’t really a porno; it was more like an erotic how-to video that would get the juices flowing. He stopped to watch for a moment, imagining that he would be fucking his husband in a similar fashion in a couple of hours. He couldn’t allow himself to be too distracted because there was still a lot of things to set up. He’d run the bubble bath and warmed the edible gourmet chocolate massage oil. Yummy! The champagne, compliments of the hotel, was already chilled. He still had to put batteries in all the toys. The Colossal Kit had more vibrators, lube and toys, some of which he didn’t even know how to use. He set up the board for the Foreplay game and all the pieces and laid out everything from the Leather Seductions Bondage Kit. He was ready. The only other thing he purchased was the nipple exciter and he had that on the nightstand, ready for action when he heard the knock on the door.
“Are you crazy? You know we are supposed to be on a budget, why you got a hotel room is beyond me.” Bill came in, loud and proud, in his usual commanding self. He had gotten his hair done and he looked stunning. If nothing else, he could make an entrance. AJ just stood and let him take everything in. He marched through the room like Superman went through Appomattox. He was inspecting every detail, taking it all in, and he was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed by all that his husband had done. He didn’t let on his true feelings however, he just continued with him, shall we say, boisterous declarations and flair for the dramatic.
By the time he had finished examining every detail, he had quieted down just a little bit. He saw the toys laid out and glanced at the TV notice the adjoining door closed. The aroma of rose filled the air from the bathroom and he sort of just stood silently.
AJ scooped him up in his arms and kissed him passionately. It served to silence him for a minute but then he went right back to his animated self. “What’s this? What’s going on? What . . . why?”
He was demanding answers and all AJ could do was laugh. He didn’t even say a word as he started undressing him. Bill wasn’t about to have that because he’d just spent the better part of two hours getting dressed and he wanted to at least get a couple of hours of wear out of his look, maybe have a drink at the bar. But AJ had planned things out in his mind and he was intent on trying to come as close as possible to his vision.
Once enveloped by the bubbles, Bill quieted down a bit. The warm water felt soothing but not as relaxing as the massager his husband was using on his aching muscles. His arms surrounded him in the water and rubbed his curves, causing him to relax and give into the flow of things. His sarcasm was a little less biting and his gregarious personality was softening just a bit. They both wrapped themselves in the luxurious bathrobes and made their way to the bed on the trail of rose petals.
Bill climbed on the bed and propped himself up, watching the DVD. He’d never seen anything like it before. It was almost as if he was peeking into someone’s bedroom, watching their most intimate moments. The next thing on the agenda was a little round of foreplay, courtesy of the board game AJ had purchased. They didn’t even bother with the rules, they were both winners as they began to lick and suck each other in all sorts of sensual places.
“I have an idea,” AJ said, trying to sound as if he had just come up with a flash of brilliance. “How about I tie you up and pleasure you. You would have thought that he had said, “How about we take a trip to the moon.” Bill was used to being in control; he was used to asserting his will in everything he did. He was not having it. He complained, bitched and moaned the entire time as AJ put the harness on him and the chain collar around his neck he took the silk scarves and secured them to his wrists. He’d already tied them to the bed posts so he was ready for his reaction. He relented to his wishes but he was running his mouth a mile a minute the entire time, asking questions and adding his biting commentary to the evening.
It wasn’t until AJ pulled out the blindfold that he really put up a fuss. That meant surrender and he wasn’t sure he was ready for that. “Shhhh, don’t worry about a thing, I’ll take care of you,”
he said as he slid the satin covering over his eyes.
For the first time in the evening, Bill was silent. His arms were restrained and he was cloaked in darkness, unaware of what sort of sensations to expect. AJ wanted to start things off slowly, kissing him passionately, moving his way down his body, pausing at his neck to give him gentle love bites. Bill bit his lower lip, stifling a moan. This was a place he’d never been before and he was caught off guard by how sensual the feelings were. AJ used a small but plug to excite Bill hole and open him up a little.
Taking his time, AJ moved lower still, taking ime out to give pleasure to his nipples. He knew that was his hot spot and hereached for his secret weapon, The Nipple Exciter. Applying it gently to the
left and then the right nipple, he turned up the vibrations slowly, torturing Bill with pleasure. Unable to move his arms, Bill felt trapped, but it was confinement in the most erotic prison. He fought back his moans, trying to control the situation. AJ replace the small butt plug with a larger one. He could no longer form words, just guttural sounds as every sensation in his nipples sent tremors of arousal straight to his dick. His ass was soaking wet and AJ hadn’t even come close to touching him there
yet. The butt plugs was working!
AJ was hard as a rock but his pleasure was not even on the agenda for the evening. All he wanted to do was please and tease his husband. In a last ditch attempt to gain control, Bill started negotiating for his release. “Come on baby, let me go. We can still have some fun. Just untie me.” AJ pretended he didn’t even hear what he had said. He poured the heated massage oil on his thighs and started licking his way towards his dick. Bill spread his legs and was anxious to guide his head to his dripping, hot sex. He was fighting against his bonds, in vain, and all the while relinquishing to the sensations. The Nipple Exciter was driving him insane, practically making him cum. Feeling AJ’s tongue getting closer and closer to his ass, yet still 100 erotic miles away was going to make him crawl out of his skin. He tried to use his legs to pull him closer but he was too much in control.
AJ was in heaven. His beautiful husband had been reduced to a mass of quivering flesh and he was in control of his pleasure. It was his ultimate fantasy. He loved being the one who dictated his sensations, who owned his responses. He couldn’t cum without him and that fact alone made him so turned on he almost couldn’t see straight.
The feather tickler came next and he couldn’t hold back his moans any longer. He was purring like a kitten, feeling the light touch from his nose all the way down to his toes. The next sensation he felt was something against his lips. He stuck his tongue out, out of habit, to get a feeling for what it was. He tasted the familiar taste immediately and opened his mouth, desperate to have AJ fill it with his dick. He was begging and pleading with him to let him suck him. His pleas were from a man who was crazed with lust. “Oh god, fill my mouth, come on daddy, fuck my mouth. Let me just lick it a little, let me lick the head. You know it’s going to feel so good. Why don’t you just let me suck it a little.” He wasn’t sure which one of them was going to enjoy it more. All he knew was he was still feeling intense sensations in his nipples and it was about to make him go out of his mind if he didn’t experience release soon. AJ put the head of his dick in his mouth and he sucked him in like a vacuum, pulling him in with his lips. His mouth was like hot velvet, consuming every inch of his dick
in sensual delight. The intensity of their unbridled lust and his dripping wet blowjob had AJ out of his mind. Inspired by his husband’s insatiable appetite, AJ was leaking precum and horny for more. He almost lost control as he looked down and saw his restrained husband giving him the sloppiest, wettest blowjob he’d ever gotten. He took his dick out and replaced it with his thumb. There was
something incredibly erotic about him sucking his finger like that.
He had to pull back a little or his plan was going to go off schedule. He positioned himself between his legs and used a vibrator to stimulate Bill's ass lips. Beyond words, Bill was reduced to guttural moans and grunts. He was communicating with feral sounds of passion, demanding to be fucked like an animal in his primitive tongue. AJ, intent to stay the course, took his time. He took his fingers and gently parted his lips. He placed his tongue softly on his ass and lapped at it gently. AJ
fucked his hole with the larger sex toy, feeling the lube and juices literally run down his hands. He was like a faucet, pouring out sweet honey. He licked his ass to near explosion and then stopped. Bill moaned so loud he was afraid someone would call the front desk. That fact turned him on even more. The bed shook with Bill trying to free himself from his restraints. He was screaming a string of curse words that didn’t make sense, just a litany of fuck, shit, and damn that was intended to let his husband know that if he didn’t fuck him, and fuck him hard, in the very immediate future, there was going to be hell to pay.
AJ lavished pleasure on his lovely husband, enveloping his body with tender kisses in a slow, methodical manner. He kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste his own ass on his lips. Bill was
outdone by his kisses, igniting his flames that much more in a way that rival the first kiss they had shared so many years ago that still made his toes curl.
Bill wanted to regain control, so he started saying the things that he knew would drive his hubby insane with lust. “I know you want to fuck me. I want you to fuck me, I need you to fuck me
senseless until I pass out. I want to feel you pound your hard dick in me and ram it hard, come on AJ, FUCK me.” The more he pleaded, the hotter he got. All Bill could do was speak his truth. “Fuck me,” he said, panting like an animal.
The invitation had been made and AJ responded with enthusiasm. On his knees, he took careful aim. He lined up the head of his dick with his wet hole and rubbed it up and down. Bill’s body contorted and twisted to get him to penetrate him. “FUCK ME. FUCK ME NOW,” he demanded. Never one to disappoint his husband, AJ complied. His fingers gripped his flesh tightly, taking careful aim, he rammed himself inside him. The heat was intense and he shoved himself in, in one full stroke. Bill braced himself for the ride of a lifetime. AJ could go for a long time and he was going to take full advantage of the situation. He was like a bucking bronco and AJ was breaking him in. Bill loved every second of the rough treatment. The more he spoke, the harder he fucked him. The pounding became more intense, he was driving him crazy, giving him a string of multiple dry orgasms as his prostate began to love AJ dick.
He began pounding him like he was a mad man driven by lust. It was clear he was treating him like a fuck doll and Bill was loving every minute of it. In fact, he couldn’t get enough. The harder he
pounded, the more he screamed for more. His cries were primal, carnal even. The more pleasure he gave his husband, the more inspired he was to give him more. He pulled his dick out and he just watched as Bill’s body reacted by going into convulsions. Without warning, AJ took the head of his dick and slid it into the wet, warm, moist folds of Bill’s ass again. This time, he fucked him slowly, intentionally, HARD hitting the right spots, making him beg for more. “AJ, fuck me. Fuck me like you need it. Fuck me like you want it. Fuck me like your life depends on it. Damn you, let me go.” The wet, frothy juices on his dick told him that his husband was loving every second of the treatment even though he was protesting so loudly.
Bill was exhausted, drained of energy. His arms ached but AJ wasn’t finished yet. The fact that he was being so sexual gave him new life and aroused him that much more. AJ’s dick was hitting his
spot and making him cum. The sheets were on the floor and they were fucking on the bare mattress. He rammed, fucked, and pounded him without mercy.
They both let out loud moans, the anticipation andbuildup was too much for them to bear. Sweat covered Bill’s body; his arms ached from being tied. He was turned on by the sensation and pissed off that he couldn’t see. It was that anger that inspired him more. He used the muscles of his ass to squeeze and stroke AJ’s erection inside him. If he had any control left, it was in how his tight walls massaged him. For AJ, he realized he was no longer in control. He reached up to untie the silk scarves and remove the blindfold and almost immediately, he felt his husband’s fingernails in his back. He was riding him like a bucking bronco and he was going to throw him off. He fucked, he fucked him back. His body went limp and he knew he was having the mother of all orgasms. He refused to give in, and he kept fucking him with all his might. When he was ready to cum, he pulled out and started jerking off over Bill’s bubble butt. he loved watching him cum but on this day, it was like torture . . . sweet, erotic torture. He spilled his seed on his slippery flesh and they collapsed on together, exhausted from such a strenuous experience.
I could see our bodies gleeming with a sheen of sweat as we writhed and bucked in unison. I could smell the stench of our mutual waste. A strong, pungent aroma of manstink. The aroma of sweaty armpits and rank, shitty assholes and raunchy cocks swirled up my nostrils. AJ pointed his dick straight up, letting out a loud groan, he let loose a fountain of piss into the air. It shot up high and rained down on Bill. Waving his pissing cock around, AJ aimed it towards Bill face and the stream gushed into his open mouth. The golden nectar splashed over his face and ran, like sweat, over his chin, down his neck and onto his chest which he rubbed all over his upper body and onto his husband's face.
My lust was reaching the boiling point. I had never felt or engaged in such a nasty act before. I needed one more thing to seal my raunchiness. Something that would bring me to an explosive orgasm again. "Not so fast!" A voice boomed.
The two of us turned towards the direction of the voice. Framing the doorway was a tall, muscular man which I gathered to be in his late fifties with dark hair and whisps of gray at the temples.
The man cracked a wicked grin as he stepped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
"Sure does stink in here!" The man said, sniffing the air and groping his crotch. "I had to piss but hearing you two for the last hour really made me honary. I guess I'll have to piss my pants or ..."
"Piss in my mouth!" Bill gasped.
"Why that's mighty kind of you, son." The man replied. "But if you don't mind, I'd rather piss up your ass."
"Piss up the pig's ass, Dad!" AJ whispered.
"Well look who's calling the kettle black! Or should I say brown? And your husband's all shit
faced, stinkin' like a pig sty, gettin' porked by my son."
"Yeah, fucker!" AJ growled. "We're pigs just like you, Dad! We suck dick and lick dirty butthole and wallow in piss and shit."
"Ain't nothin' wrong with good, dirty sex, son!" The man replied, whipping out a dick any man would be proud of and kneeling down on the filthy bed behind me. "That manhole of yours looks mighty invitin'."
"It's yours, sir." I replied. "It's yours to fuck and use as your urinal."
"Don't mind if I do, son! How's about a nice, big Texas welcome!"
With that the man plunged his tool up Bill ass and began pounding away. After a couple of deep strokes Bill felt his gut filling up.
"Yeah! Piss up my ass!" Bill shouted.
"Pissin' up your nasty cunt, boy!" The man hollered. "When I'm done, I'm gonna pull out and you're gonna spray it out on my cock while I jack off and you make my son cum again!"
"Yes, sir!" I hollered, bucking my ass back.
"You like fuckin' around with my son and his Daddy?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Yeah! Fuckin' gettin' all stink and nasty with AJ."
"And with you, sir!"
"Your Daddy ever get nasty with you, boy?"
"No, sir! But I wish he had. I wish he had taught me what you've taught your son."
"Fuck him, Daddy!" AJ said. "Fuck him with your big dick the way you fuck me!" we are all family.
The thought that I was getting it up the ass with the same cock that fucked my husband AJ, brought me to the brink.
"Aw fuck!" I hollered. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Shoot that piss outta your ass, man! All over my cock!"
With one push I spewed the man's piss out of my ass while I lunged forward and spunked
up AJ's hole.
"Fuck! Fuck!" AJ and I shouted, as we withed in orgasm.
In the afterglow of my spooging, I could hear the sound of AJ's Dad beating his meat and AJ doing the same. AJ reach for the dildo to stop the piss from leking out my hole. It felt bigger then before. My husband then remove the toy and started to fuck me again with so much vigor as his dad watch on.
Yeah!" The man yelled. "Fuck! Fuck!"
As AJ pulled his dick out of Bill's ass,cover with cum, shit and piss. I could hear the sound of cum splattering on the floor and the room filled with the sighs of eased tensions. Now I new why we had joining rooms at the hotel.
At some point in the middle of the night, we awoke. Bill was still sleeping and they were both pretty exhausted but it was the good kind of exhaustion. There were still a heap of toys to play with
and he started calculating what other erotic tortures he could subject his husband to before checkout. He’d accomplished his mission. He’d taken his husband out of his comfort zone, silenced his presence and reduced him to nothing more than heap of sexual flesh. All in all, it was well worth all the effort and the hard work as Ibecame part of his family forever.