Whored out in Massachusetts

[NLbear]

I thought I'd share a true experience from my past. Tried to post this as a blog first but somehow that failed.

Recently I reminisced about the two year period between 1998 and 2000 when I worked in US.  My employer sent me to the Boston area to work on a project.  I would spend six to seven weeks in the States, and then fly home for two weeks, and then return to the States for another six or seven weeks, and so on.  Such was that two year period.

 

Initially while in the States I would stay at the Embassy Suites in Marlborough, Mass., but at some point I switched to a suite hotel in Chelmsford.  (I can't remember the name but by the photos looks like what is now County Chelmsford, although I think it had a different name when I stayed there.)

 

So there I was:  in my 30s, single, and horny as fuck all the time.  Apart from work there was not much to do.  Sometimes I visited the mall a bit further up the highway (I-95, exit 37?) ogling the hot guys in their "American look" of cargo shorts, t-shirts or polo and baseball caps, a style which I found really hot (and which, I might add, a style which is now common in NL, but not so much back then).  Soon I adopted the same look, at least while in Massachusetts, and while not at work.  If I may say so, I definitely looked hot.

 

This was in the early days of internet and I only knew gay.com and cruisingforsex.com as possibilities in the US to hook up. I had to be careful because I didn't know what the IT guys could see what I was doing on my company laptop but I took the risk sometimes. I couldn't really host at the Embassy. Even though it was a reasonably big hotel the staff knew me by my first name from all the time I was spending there. And colleagues would stay there too. I could not run the risk of word getting back to the company that I was exhibiting 'indecent behavior'.

 

Anyhow, I think I was on cruisingforsex.com when I received a message from Robert.  My profile contained some pics of my smooth bubble butt, and stated I was looking for tops in the area.  Robert responded saying he was a Daddy, hosting for sex at his place on Friday nights, and that he liked to watch guys fuck. Did I want to get laid and was I interested?  I can't remember exactly but I think he was located in Hudson (Newton first came to mind but I now think that is too far away).  At first I hesitated, but took him up on his offer, not knowing what to expect. He gave me the address and told me to be there around 8:00 PM on Friday.

 

Not really knowing the area I had some difficulties finding the place so I was late and showed up at this bungalow around 8.30. He was a Daddy alright. In his 60s, white bearded cigar smoking Daddy. I was nervous as hell. So we made small talk at first and he kept pouring whiskeys to make me more comfortable, commenting I was a hottie, and that he would find some guys to come over to fuck.

 

The next hour he spend on the phone on a gay sex chat line. He always started with "This is Robert. I am a Daddy. There is this hot Dutch bottom looking for loads. Are you interested?" Within an hour he had three guys, gave them his address and told me they were on their way.   All the time he was on the phone I was on the couch watching a porn video, downing whiskeys to get rid of my nerves and getting hornier with each glass. Add poppers to that and I went into slut mode.

 

First guy showed up 30 minutes later. Average Joe but nice cock. Sucked him a bit first then he lubed me up and fucked me on the couch. Robert was watching us fuck all the while on the phone trying to find other guys. Guy shot his load within minutes, dressed and left. Didn't even know his name. From then on until 2:00 AM guys came and went.  In total I took care of eight to ten guys.  Naturally there were a number of flakes.

 

I was pretty drunk by that time even if it didn't show, felt like a total slut and loved it. Some were a bit put off by the "old guy" watching but none walked away (it was more or less anon for them anyway) and all dumped their load in my ass. No talk of condoms. A few were in and out the door quickly, most took much longer. Sometimes the next guy arrived when I still had a dick up my ass.  All the while Robert was on the phone and in between chats encouraging the guys, urging "Fuck his ass!", and "Load him up!"

 

At 2:00 AM Robert's much younger boyfriend (who was around my age) came home. He looked at me but didn't say anything and they retired to their bedroom. He had probably seen this before. Robert had told me I could sleep on the couch being too intoxicated to drive. Also told me Steve, the guy who rented the room upstairs, would be coming home from his work shift around 4:00 AM, but recommended I stay away from "that nasty piece of work."

 

I woke up when I felt someone trying to stuff his dick in my mouth.  BIG dick!  It wasn't the BF.  Still boozed up and still horny I just opened my mouth and sucked.  Then I heard him whisper "come upstairs."

 

Notwithstanding Robert's warning, I followed him up the staircase to his room.  And I can honestly say I absolutely loved this "nasty piece of work."  He was a rough, hard fucker, who planted two consecutive loads in my cummy hole.  Afterwards I discretely went back downstairs.

 

In the morning, Robert's BF still asleep, Robert and I had a coffee.  Steve came up in the conversation, and I denied having played with him.  Later I drove back to my hotel, all the while feeling increasingly horny as I replayed the evening's activities.

 

This was a first of many Friday evenings/nights spent at Robert's place over those two years. I couldn't go if colleagues were staying at the hotel (as we were expected to socialize) but when I had the weekend for myself I would drive over to his place.  He always managed to get guys to come over and fuck me, one time more than the other.  While Robert watched each fuck session, he never participated.  Some guys showing up I thought to be quite hot, and I received phone numbers from a few of the guys.  I once even spent a weekend with a hot top I met at Robert's Boston apartment.  The hot and his friend spent all Saturday evening and night taking turns on my ass.

 

Several came back to fuck "the Dutch guy."  Even the BF fucked me a few times when he came home at 2:00 AM, particularly after it was clear I had become a regular visitor.  He never said terribly much, he just fucked and afterwards retired to the bedroom he shared with Robert.  And, of course, Steve was always there for a "nightcap fuck" when Robert and BF were already sleeping.  I don't think Robert ever found out about Steve fucking my cum filled sloppy hole when he was asleep.

 

I don't recall how many cocks and loads I took on those Friday nights for two years but certainly the tally was several dozen.  Not until years later, when the internet became more developed, did I learn about guys who like to whore-out other guys.  Only then I realised there was a name for it and I had been whored out by Robert in Massachusetts in those two years..... And had loved it!

 

Later I thought that maybe there had been a hidden camera recording those fuck sessions but I never saw anything on internet and he never mentioned it.

 

After the project was completed I did not get to return to Boston until two years later.  I tried to get in touch with Robert again but his phone was disconnected and email didn't seem to work. That time I stayed at a hotel in Chelmsford.  It was easier to hook up then at the hotel as I was alone and my room was located on the ground floor next to the back entrance so guys could come in unnoticed by staff, but there I never reached the level of sluttiness as I had at Robert's place.

[Treehugger]

Steve sounds yummy. I would not have been able to resist him either.

[cockhoney]

so hot! tell us more! you are on hot guy!!

 

[NLbear]

Steve was a horny fucker. All I knew about him was that he worked in one of the bars in Boston. Even on the slow nights that Robert managed to only get a few guys over I knew I would get one or two loads from Steve later that night, without Robert knowing. The fact that Robert didn't know about me getting fucked upstairs in his own house by his "nasty piece of work" tenant was what made it such a turn on as well.

[rawbearfun]

I live for all your posts on breedingzone.

How I lust for such amazing hot raw fuck  memories to fill my life. You sexy lucky horny bastard ? it sounds like the best fucking arrangement to ever have. ?

I totally get Robert mindset hese days... I do enjoy playing the deviant daddy who gets off convincing and then whoring out a chemmed out cock hungry bubble butt college jock btm to some random tops to fuck and breed deeply before I pound his cummy boycunt with my thick slab of cock... adding a couple of my charged loads into the cumwhore while fingering some of the cum dripping out of his sweet boycunt into my own mancunt  

I know I may have some devious alpha top tendencies and a thick hard heavy uncut cock made to fuck cumsluts

But my true calling is to have my juicy mancunt whored out to a line of hard dicked tops. Servicing them as a true manwhore and Knowing that my juicy tender mancunt is making them spew their loads deep in me ?

[bbtm99]

Damn hot. a dream come true!

[HyannisGuy]

Great story. I'm in MA, so maybe someone of your conquests will ready this and reach out

[NLbear]

Hehe! Thanks, but I doubt it. It was almost 15 years ago