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PART 3 - A Wild Monday
I woke up about 8 a.m. Monday, my rock hard cock firmly planted between Cary's muscular butt cheeks. I pumped my hips to get my cock closer to his boy pussy and he responded by squeezing my dick with his tight ass. That was all the invitation I needed - one plunge and I was balls deep inside him.
"Mmmmm," Cary said. "I dreamed about this all night. Now fuck me as hard as you can."
I started out with a slow but steady pace, but Cary was up for being powerfucked. He moaned, start pushing back to me meet my thrusts and begged me to go harder and faster.
"Come on daddy, fuck your boy hard. Make me your bitch. Own me. Use me."
If that's what he wanted that's exactly what I would give him. I withdrew my cock until just the tip of the head was inside him, then jackhammered back into him. I rolled him over onto his back and threw his legs over my shoulders so i could get even deeper into his hot hole. I knew from the way he was moaning and the amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his fat dick that his prostate was getting a world class massage.
"Fuck me daddy," he screamed. "Fill me up with your hot cum. Breed me. make me your boy."
I bit his left nipple, then the right and soon I felt the contractions in his ass gripping my cock. Without warning I blew eight shots of hot sticky cum into his steaming cunt. I kept fucking him until he shot his own load on my stomach and chest. I fed most of it to him, but enjoyed some of the tasty goo myself.
"Shower?" I said after rolling off of him.
"Please," he said.
While we soaped each other clean I learned that my boy toy was not just a pretty face. He was a senior at an Ivy league school with a 3.8 grade point average majoring in biology with plans to become a veterinarian. He'd recognized pretty early in life that he was gay and had a thing for older guys - his first time having sex was when he was 15 and seduced a 45 year old neighbor. He'd taken the long holiday weekend off to come out to the beach and explore his kinkier side.
"Just curious," I said while I washed his big uncut dick, "why did you hit on me?"
"Because you're hot," he said.
When we got out of the shower I watched as Cary brushed his teeth, put in his contacts and applied his skin cream. What an amazing body he has. He was about 5'8" (173 centimeters) and I guessed he must have weighed about 160 pounds (73 kilos). I was sure he had less body fat than any man I'd ever been with. His legs were large and athletic, with just a trace of light hair. His ass was a work of art: two strong, firm,tight globes that looked ever so fine in his Speedo. His waist was narrow, the foundation of his perfect V shaped torso. His chest was well-defined and featured two large but light-colored nipples that were meant to be sucked. That day he had a little bit of stubble that was the same reddish-brown color as the mop of hair on his head. Neatly trimmed pubes framed his fat uncut cock that was probably about 7 inches when hard. No wonder he loved being seen naked. With a body like that who wouldn't?
We both threw on a pair of shorts and headed for the coffee shop where we'd met. I grabbed a table while Cary got us coffees and bagels. I was looking at the paper when a man stopped at our table and said, "Excuse me."
"What can I do for you?" I asked.
"You're with the muscle boy wearing the blue shorts who's at the coffee bar, aren't you?"
"I sure am."
"You had him tied to a tree yesterday in the dunes while you fucked him."
"Maybe," I said, not at all sure where this was leading.
The guy reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper. "We're having a party this afternoon I think the two of you would enjoy. Here's the information, hope you can stop by."
"Thanks for the invite," I said. "I'll talk to the boy about it and see if he's up for it."
"OK," the man said. "Hope to see you later."
Just after the guy left Cary brought our breakfast and coffees to the table. "Was he hitting on you?" my boy asked.
"I think he's a lot more interested in you. He invited us to a party," I said and handed Cary the invite.
Cary read the note with interest. I could tell he wanted to accept.
"Would you like to go to this?" he asked. "It might be fun."
"I don't know, Cary. I haven't been to a sex party in a long time. I might be a little past my prime for that."
Cary laughed. "Are you kidding? With a face and a chest and a dick like yours the guys will be all over you. Just like I was."
I smiled. I'd been told enough times that I was the perfect "corporate daddy" type that I was in no way insecure about my looks. I have a 48" chest with a 32" waist and big muscular arms. My legs are very large thanks to years of being a long distance bicyclist and my third leg is nothing to sneeze at either. I knew from the reactions I got on the beach and walking down the steet that I had my share of admirers. Some people would be turned off by my age, but many wouldn't be.
"OK, we'll go," I said.
We finished our coffee and went to lay on the beach for a couple of hours. Cary, usually the frisky boy who wanted to play, was in a more romantic mood than I'd seen him. Instead of lying in the sun we spent two hours making out in the sun. We didn't even stop when the tide came in and soaked us.
The party was scheduled to start at 3 o'clock and run until 8. It's against my religion to arrive at a party early so we had a little light lunch around three and then went back to my room for a shower. As we washed each other I noticed Cary was being a lot more -touchy-feely than normal. I asked him if anything was wrong. He said "nothing." and I gladly let it go at that.
We got to the party around 5. It was being held in a large private home, with two stories, a swimming pool and hot tub in the in the back and a great view of the ocean. The rules were simple: no clothing allowed, no electronic devices allowed, no drugs allowed. Any kind of sex
you wanted to have was allowed.
Cary and I handed our shorts to the host, who tweaked my nipples as he showed us around the house. Already the action pretty wild. A sling had been set up in the den: it was occupied by a slender twink who was being fucked raw by a large, hairy bear. In the bathroom another young guy was laying in the bathtub and a couple of older guys were pissing on him. Upstairs the bedrooms were full of people having all kinds of sex. In the upstairs bathroom we saw a young blond college student sitting in a barber chair getting his head and chest shaved.
Back downstairs we ran into the guy who'd invited us to the party. He had a boy of his own, on a leash, with a thick leather collar around his neck. He shook hands with me, told his name was Art, and began to play roughly with Cary's nipples. When Cary didn't object Art told his boy to "get over here and service this hot daddy."
Before long Cary was sucking the older guy's cock while his boy sucked mine. "Your boy is hot," he said to me. "He sucks like a pro."
"So does yours," I said as I felt my balls beginning to tighten. It would not be long before I was filling his throat.
But before that could happen the older guy pushed Cary off of him and yanked his own boy away from me. "I want to make a bet with you," he said. "I want to wrestle you. If you win you get to fuck my boy. If I win I get to fuck yours."
I looked at Cary. he nodded.
"You're on," I said.
A crowd gathered while the two boys cleared an area in the room for us to wrestle. We started in a standing position, hooked up collar and elbow, and jockeyed for position. I was beginning to get leverage on him when suddenly he pulled his arm away and punched me in the stomach. That was followed quickly be a knee directly to my balls. I rolled around on the floor in pain. Art just looked at me with a sadistic grin and grabbed a very frightened Cary.
I'm not sure how I was able to do it, but I overcame the pain long enough to lunge at the guy from behind. Before he could react I locked him up in a full nelson, my arms pinning his and my hands securely at the back of his neck.
For several minutes Art tried to break the hold. He couldn't. His arms were no use to him and when he tried At first he tried to bring his foot up to kick me I was easily able to block him with my feet.In desperation he twisted his body to throw me off balance, but that didn't work either. He was getting weaker by the second and was in danger of passing out. I had him.
"You win," he said. "Let me go."
Instead I spun him around so he was facing the crowd. "What did you say?" I asked loudly.
"I give," he repeated. "Now let me go."
"No chance," I told him. "You have a debt to pay."
"You can fuck my boy," he said. "All night if you want to. Just let me go."
"Your boy isn't paying the debt. You are. Get on your knees."
He realized he had no choice and slowly sunk to his knees.
"Cary, get over here," I said. "This guy is going to suck your cock, and he knows better than to let you feel any teeth. When you're done you can piss in his mouth if you feel like he deserves it."
Cary's big fat uncut cock was rock hard and dripping as he stepped over in front of the defeated Art. He wiped his precum all over the loser's face and told him to suck. When he didn't open his mouth right away I increased the tension on his already weakened arms and he quickly submitted.
I enjoyed watching my boy make this "man" his bitch. Soon he was slamming his cock deep into the guy's mouth, Before long the crowd in the living room joined in. One guy stood behind Cary and played with his perky nipples. Another got underneath him and licked his balls. Maybe a dozen guys gathered around the beaten man and started jerking their cocks, intending to paint him with their loads.
Cary soon reached the boiling point, began slamming into the guy's mouth at a super high speed and then loudly announced he was cumming. He let a few shots go in the man's mouth, then covered his face in jizz. When he was done I called the man's boy over.
"Hand me your leash and collar," I said. The boy did as told.
I took those emblems of servitude and attached the collar to the beaten man's neck. I handed his boy the leash and Cary and I walked away. The small crowd applauded us, then they threw the jerk out of the house.
"You haven't cum yet, have you?" Cary asked. I told him that I had not.
We noticed that the sling was empty. Cary immediately climbed in and put his feet through the stirrups.
"Fuck me," he said. he put one finger in his ass and teased his nipples with the other hand. It was too hot for words.
I was as hard as I'd ever been and penetrated his tight hole all the way to the hilt. Cary moaned as I pummeled him, fucking him hard and fast, just the way he likes it. While I was pumping him two guys approached us, one on each side of me. One of them began playing with my right pec, the other with my left. Soon the graduated to sucking on my bullet hard nipples, then to pulling on them with their teeth. It was only a matter of time before I shot what must have been a pinto of cum into Cary's ass.
I leaned over and fell into a long deep kiss.
"My knight in shining armor," he said. "You protected me. I love that."
"Ready to go back to my room?" I asked him.
"Will you give me more dick there?"
"All you want," I answered.
I fucked him twice that night. Before we went to sleep he told me he'd be leaving the next morning. He said he'd had the time of his life and loved being with me. He wondered if maybe we could get together the next weekend. he wanted to cook me dinner and have me spend the night at his place.
Was I ready for that?