Grand Rapids—October, 2019

The next day, Saturday, the Professor arrived at my house to leave his car in my driveway.  We were road tripping up to the group sex gathering I attend in Grand Rapids.  He was excited.  The sex of last night had only made him want more.  I had taken him to this group once before.  He had been impressed with how well we all played together.

I had booked a hotel.  We ate on the road, before checking in.  We had a lazy afternoon of napping and prepping.  I made sure my leathers were clean and ready for tonight.  I went out for a sandwich as the Professor finished up in the bathroom.

For once, I didn’t have to take any of my sex furniture to the event, so when we arrived at the house, it was nice to just strip down and get ready to play. This was just before Halloween.  The host had masks for us.  I had brought my executioner’s hood to go with my leathers.  There were a dozen of us who trooped up the narrow stairway at 9:00 pm…

We clump in the space between the leather covered bed and the sling.  Some men fall to their knees.  Everyone seems to have a jock tonight.  Suckers pull hardening dicks out of the pouches.  Others of us, take it out and stroke—waiting for our turn to get a hot mouth on it. 

I don’t have to wait long.  The voyeur who occasionally sucks cock was on me in a flash.  I let him suck me—then urge him over to another man.  I watch the handsome, bearded face of the only man who has never been here before.  At first he is grinning—and rock hard.  In moments it is all too much—and he flees, never to be seen again.  The man who works as a personal trainer crawls from the man he’d just been sucking and takes my wet cock into his mouth.  He gives great head and is a much better warm up for my cock.

Almost universally, we ditch the masks.  They were a great idea…and are just getting in the way.  Mine comes off when it hampers me eating out the perfect butt of the personal trainer.  The Professor has been busy over by the bed.  The voyeur has gotten him hard.  Other men have either sucked him or been sucked.  I want to the first up his ass.  The personal trainer follows me over to watch.  The Professor has gotten on all fours, so I kneel and my face connects.  I eat out his warm hole.  The Personal Trainer caresses his back as I lick and spit on the hole in front of me.  I stand, grease myself with coconut oil and slide in.  I give him a vigorous opening fuck—while PT’s eyes are glued to my cock as it goes in and out.  When I pull out, PT hungrily cleans it for me, lines it back up and I fuck back into the Professor.

A top who loves me to open hole for his fatter cock comes over.  He has been fucking someone on the other side of the bed.   He greets me with a kiss.  I don’t stop plowing the Professor.

“I want to fuck your friend again.”

“I have him good and open for you.”  I pull out and let the Top in. 

It’s begun.  Over the course of the night, the professor will take every top and every versatile man there…

I move to the Personal Trainer.  He cleans my cock again straight from the Professor’s ass.  “I just love that,” he murmurs, leaving me coated in his saliva.  “It’s such a dirty thing to do.”

I murmur my assent as I make him kneel on the bed directly opposite the Professor.  My tongue goes into his ass.  My cock soon follows.  At some point he reaches out and grabs the Professor’s hands as they are both fucked with the biggest cocks of the gathering.

*

I fuck the Professor in the sling.  It’s nowhere near as comfortable as mine.  And it does the job of bringing more men over to watch, jerk or play with each other.  The Rimmer asks if he can take a turn.  I let him spell me.  He is a vers guy, but he is all about the fuck this minute.  So much so—he gives the Professor a load.

I clean his cock, lick up the excess spillage and fuck it deeper into the Professor’s gut.  I step aside again for a very hairy bear.  He loves the loaded hole as I much as I do.

*

I fuck everyone but the voyeur and the three dedicated tops.  When I need to take a break from the fucking, I notice one of those tops, the African-American one, sitting on the rimseat and stroking to the action on the bed.  I ask if I can slide under him...

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