Cuck Holiday

Cuck Holiday – Chapter 10

I woke early the next morning, and felt amazing to feel my boyfriends arm around me and his warm sleeping body next to mine. His morning wood was pressing into me, and my unlocked cock was rock hard too. After spending a full day in chastity and waking up the previous day to Josh in the bed with us, this felt weirdly like a privilege. As I touched my hard dick, I had a feeling that it was something I shouldn't be doing. Like I didn't deserve it.

I took my hand off it and slid down the bed, and as I did it, Harry rolled onto his back, his eyes still closed. I got between his legs and slid my mouth gently onto his dick, letting my soft lips caress over his big head, and slide down onto his shaft, getting it wet. As I got further down the shaft I felt his hands on the back of my head, and as I started to try and move back up the shaft, I felt his grip tighten as he held me in place deeper down on his dick. He started moving his hips, fucking into my throat gently and moaning lightly. He took full control, moving my head up and down at the pace he wanted. All I had to focus on was keeping my lips wrapped over my teeth, keep his dick wet, and stop myself gagging when he went into my throat. It felt so good being a hole for his amazing dick.

He carried on fucking my throat, gradually picking up pace, and as I focused fully on taking the throat fuck, my cock went softer, but that felt irrelevant. Harry was fucking me hard now and I was gagging a bit and getting breath when I could. Very quickly I could tell he was about to cum and took a deep breath as he pushed me down and his dick exploded in my throat, spilling his cum deep inside me, and holding me there while his dick throbbed and he enjoyed every second of the orgasm.

When he let me off, we both collapsed back and let our breathing catch up with us. Harry had a massive smile on his face.

"It's so fucking hot when you take my dick like that you know. All focused on me"

I felt my own dick respond hearing him say that, and started playing with it.

Harry slapped my arm gently. "Nah, leave it. I like that this was purely about my dick. Yours can wait". He was still grinning at me.

I looked in his eyes and nodded.

"Good boy" he said, and grabbed me and pulled me in so he was spooning me again, and his soft dick rested against my ass, the stickiness of his cum dripping onto my ass cheek.

"I love when you're desperate for my dick like this" he said.

"I think I'm still in that super submissive headspace" I answered.

Harry was silent for a second.

"I'm sorry if I overreacted last night. I know you like submitting to him. I think it just hit a point where it felt like too much, and I snapped a bit".

I rubbed his arm that was draped over me. "It's cool, I get that. It's pretty intense".

"It didn't feel like too much to you? The way he treated you?"

I shrugged. "Every dom is different, but I'd say if it was too much for me. Its still ok for you to say if its too intense for you though"

"I know. I just feel a bit shit if I can't give you what you want"

I felt behind for his dick and wrapped my hand around it. "You always give me what I want"

He laughed. "I know you're obsessed with my dick. But you know what I mean"

"Well..." I said, considering my words. "...maybe sometimes it'd work better if you lend me out and let another guy use me rough. I mean, as long as you trust him, obviously. Then it gives me space to be slutty and submissive and you don't always have to see some of the stuff that maybe doesn't' work for you?"

"Mm, maybe" Harry said. "Hey, if you're still feeling all subby though, maybe I need to enjoy this some more. How about you go get some pastries and come back and bring me some coffee and breakfast in bed, like a good boy?"

I tried rolling further in the bed. "But I'm so comfy here with my sexy man"

Harry laughed and gently manhandled me towards the edge of the bed.

"Your sexy man is giving you an instruction, so I think you need to be more obedient"

My body gave in to him and I gave him a sheepish look. "yes sir" I said and gradually stood up.

He reached over and gave my ass a firm slap.

"Good boy. Maybe I could get used to this".

I threw on some clothes and glancing back in the bedroom before heading out, I could see he was typing on his phone.

It was another awesome day of sunshine and blue skies and a gorgeous 10 minute walk along to the bakery to pick up some pastries, enjoy the muscly baker man serving me, then wander slowly back to the apartment.

When I got back in, I got the coffee on and went back into the bedroom. Harry was still on his phone and playing with his dick, that was fully hard again.

Harry turned his phone to me and I moved in closer to see a photo of Josh looking out over a balcony in a jock that truly made his ass look amazing.

"Wow" I said. "Can see why that got you going again".

"Fuck yeah" Harry said, and started typing again.

I headed back to finish making the coffee and returned with the drinks and pastries.

Harry put his phone down as we sipped our coffees and enjoyed the breakfast.

"Josh was asking about what went on last night, and if we're ok" Harry said.

I nodded, still eating a mouthful of Danish.

"I told him about how I reacted and what you said about getting your needs met separately sometimes." He looked up. "Sorry, I hope that's ok?"

I shrugged. "Sure".

"So he had an idea for tonight that we could try out, if you'd be up for it?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Tell me more...".

Once the plans were made, we parked that conversation, and spent a great day relaxing in the sun, by the pool and taking a short walk in the afternoon. We had some time reading and relaxing, and for me it felt really good that we didn't need to talk about sex stuff any more for that day. We could just relax and enjoy each other's company.

Around 6.30 then, we started to get ready for the evening. I put on some tight shorts and a hoodie with the zip open. Harry jumped in the shower then came out and put on a sexy, smart pair of shorts and a light shirt, with the top few buttons undone.

The doorbell went about quarter to, and Harry asked me to grab it. I heard the sound of him spraying himself with cologne and saw through the bedroom door that he was checking his hair in the mirror.

I buzzed Josh up and held the door for him while he came in. He was wearing amazing butt-hugging smart shorts with a leather belt, and a tight white short sleeved shirt that showed off his pecs.

He looked me up and down as he approached the door and gave a small smile at what he saw, but said nothing. As he entered he walked right past me, and Harry stepped out from the bedroom.

"Wow" Josh said. "You look so fucking handsome" he said and walked across.

"You too man. Fuck, I could rip those clothes right off now" Harry replied, and they kissed each other deeply, but without messing up their hair or outfits.

"Is the boy all ready?" Josh asked him.

"Yeah, I think so" Harry replied. "I think he's pretty excited".

"And you're sure you're good with this?"

"Yeah. It's kind of perfect. I'll know exactly where he is and that he's safe, so I won't have to worry"

Josh looked across at me.

"Exactly. You won't have to think about him at all."

Harry grabbed his keys, phone and wallet and we all headed out.

"So you know exactly how you're spending the evening?" Josh asked me as we headed down the stairs and out to his car outside.

"Yeah, Harry told me you have a friend who wanted to borrow me to be a good sub and suck lots of dick tonight"

Josh laughed. "Yeah. And Harry said he'd never seen you look so excited. Fucking little slut". He said it jokingly, but it did still hit a nerve with me.

I got in the back seat and Harry sat in the front with Josh.

"Where is the place?" I asked.

"Only five minutes drive away. It's just a sex club. But my mate will look after you when you get in. You can relax. You just do what he tells you."

"Ok, cool. Thanks Josh" I said.

We were all silent a bit, and I could see Harry's hand in the front leaning over to stroke up Josh's leg and under his shorts.

"So what are you guys doing tonight? Just heading to one of the beach bars again?" I asked.

"We're gonna head for some food" Harry answered.

"Not just any food though" Josh said excitedly. "I've booked us into this awesome new place about half an hour out the city. Five courses, moonlit views over the sea. It looks incredible" he gushed, as he pulled the car up outside the club.

Josh quickly got out and opened my door. "Move it".

My brain was still absorbing the information I'd just heard, as I found my feet outside of the car. Harry hadn't mentioned the details of their plans. I glanced down at the cheap slutty outfit I was wearing and the two of them dressed up really smart and smelling great.

The door to the club opened and a guy smiled across. "Hey Josh. Is this your boy?"

Harry came over and kissed me on the cheek. "Have an awesome evening babe".

Josh ushered me towards the guy, who put a hand on my back. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him".

I looked back, still in a bit of a haze, as Josh went back and gave Harry another long kiss.

"The night starts here" I heard him say. I watched them get into the car to head out on their crazy romantic dinner date together, while the bald, large-built guy moved me inside the dark club.

"This way" he said and took me into a side room where he grabbed a sack off the shelf and chucked it on the floor by my feet. "Strip down to just your jock. Everything else in there. I'll look after your stuff" he told me, and I obeyed dumbly, although slid my phone into the front of my jock.

He guided me down a dark corridor, and I could see rooms off to the side with guys relaxing, playing together or jerking off watching porn. At the back of the club there were a bunch of doors, and he opened the first one and held it open for me to go in. It was a small cubicle of a room, and on the far wall was a glory hole.

"This is where you spend tonight. You suck every dick that comes through that hole, and you do a good job with every one. Get on your knees and show me you know what you're doing".

I knelt by the hole and looked back.

"Good boy". He got something out of his pocket and threw it down by my side. I picked it up and saw it was a marker pen.

"Josh said he wants to see tally marks on you – one on your chest for every dick you suck, and one on your forehead for every load you swallow. Understood?"

I nodded.

"Good bitch. Alright, you can lock this door behind you, so no-one disturbs you, but I'll still have a key to come in and check in on you. Other than that, just remember to pace yourself. Sounds like they've left you here til closing, so you're gonna be in here for quite a few hours"

"Thankyou" I said, kind of quietly. My mind was still all over, but I knew he was still looking after me in a weird way.

"Any time. Now get in place. I think you need warming up"

He left the room, shut the door, and I heard him lock it from outside. A few seconds later I heard the door on the other side of the glory hole open, and the sound of unzipping, then a medium sized, meaty dick pushed through the hole, semi erect.

I wasn't attracted to the bald guy in any way, and the image of him in my head made it really hard for me to get into the right headspace. I put my head forward though and wrapped my lips around it, then slowly edged down his dick, and back up again, getting it wet enough to glide. I wasn't hard at all and wasn't turned on, but I closed my eyes and started focusing on technique, sucking him with the right amount of suction to get moans from the other side of the wall. I could feel him getting harder. He pushed it further through the wall, giving me scope to go deeper. I felt it push towards my throat, and started enjoying surrendering to his dick. He kept thrusting and thrusting, feeling like he was getting closer to cum, then he pulled fully out.

"Good cocksucker. Looks like you're warming up nicely there".

I heard him zip up and the door close.

A couple of minutes passed and nothing happened on the other side. I looked around the cubicle I was locked inside. I looked up at the dim lights that my eyes had adjusted to now, and down at the pen. I picked it up and drew a line across my left pec. One dick sucked.

The next 45 minutes, four more guys came in at some point. Most of them stayed a few minutes and enjoyed using my mouth as a hole for their dick. The more time I spent in there, the more I realised, that's literally all I was. They couldn't see, hear or smell me. They didn't know anything about me, or care. Literally their only interest in me was to be a warm hole for them to push their dick into. One guy enjoyed it a lot and was fucking my mouth for maybe ten minutes, but still didn't cum. The tallies were gradually building up.

The fourth guy didn't last much more than a few minutes, but he was moaning a lot and was rock hard, so it wasn't too much of a surprise that he was the first one to bust his nut and spray his cum all over the inside of my throat hole.

When he walked out, I marked up the dick sucked on my pec, then looked at the pen. I could see from the writing on it that it was a permanent black marker. The stuff on my chest was easy to cover up, but there was no hiding stuff on your forehead. But I didn't really have a choice. It also did kind of turn me on. Showing what a slut I was. I positioned the pen at the middle of my forehead and drew the tally mark.

I got my phone out and switched to selfie mode, so I could see how I looked marked up with tallies. My eyes were a bit bloodshot from throating some of the bigger dicks, and I could see I looked pretty pathetic, on my knees, marked up like this. As I looked at myself, the phone buzzed with a new message.

I opened it up to a picture taken across a candle lit dining table of Harry smiling, with a glass of wine in front of him and the moonlit sea behind. I looked down at the message from Josh.

Hey cuck. Hope you're having fun at the dick creche I arranged for you while I'm wining and dining your boyfriend. See you in a few hours.

Before I had chance to take it in properly, another guy came in on the other side of the thin wall. I think I recognised his dick shape from one I sucked earlier, but I still added it to the tally. This time he shot his load, although it wasn't a big one. It dribbled a bit and as he withdrew, a cum trail wiped across my face.

I got the selfie view on my phone again and added a second tally mark to my forehead.

Another few minutes passed with me kneeling there on the padded floor in the dark. I thought about Josh and Harry sitting there and drinking wine and laughing together, looking at the beautiful view. I wondered what was wrong with me that I'd chosen to be here rather than spend an evening with them.

I heard the door behind me being unlocked. The bald guy from before opened up the door and looked in.

"You good bitch?" he asked.

I nodded, and seeing the marks on me he stepped inside to get a closer look.

"Turn and let me see you" he said. I obeyed, and he lifted my chin to look at the marks on me.

"Looks like you're doing well. Word must be getting around" he said, smiling. "Pass me the pen". I reluctantly reached down and passed it up to him.

He grabbed my hair to hold my head in place and I could feel him writing on my forehead. He then leaned down and wrote something on my chest.

"Just so your men know what they mean" he said, then smiled and walked out, locking the door behind him.

I opened up selfie mode on my phone again and looked at what he'd written. On my chest, before the tally marks, it read Dicks', and on my forehead, before the marks, it read Loads'. These permanent marks were going to be harder to cover up now.

The door on the other side of the hole opened and another semi hard dick presented itself through the gap. My brain didn't even really need to engage for me to move back to the hole and close my lips around the dick. By now I was doing what I'd been programmed to do. As I sucked the dick and it grew harder in my mouth, I pictured Harry and Josh kissing, next to the car before they left me here. I thoughts of their tongues playing together, while my tongue was lapping around the semi hard dick of a stranger. I imagined them at the restaurant, clinking wine glasses, while the guy was fucking my face faster, rock hard now. I thought of them ordering a plate of fresh oysters, and touching the shells together, then swallowing the delicious slimy oysters down in one at the same time.

The dick exploded in my mouth, spilling a huge thick load over my tongue. As he withdrew his dick, I swallowed and let the thick tasteless slime slide down my throat.

As he left, I added another black mark to the tallies on my chest and forehead.

I could hear it had got louder in the corridor outside, and another guy quickly replaced the last. The dick that came through was mostly soft and looked old and unattractive. That thought only briefly entered my head though and quickly left. I knew it was irrelevant. I wrapped my puffed up lips round it and started sucking dumbly up and down. He started getting a bit harder and the taste of his pre-cum was bitter. I heard a grunting kind of noise, which I figured meant he was enjoying it. After a couple of minutes he pulled away and left the room.

I heard the door behind me open again, and the bald guy put his head in.

"Just so you know, that last guy was a regular – I told him to come try you out. He's the oldest guy that comes here. In his seventies". The guy was grinning. "How does it feel being a slut cocksucker for a grandad?"

I looked up towards him, but my eyes felt kind of a bit glazed over.

"I'm just a hole for men to use. Its not my place to have a choice" I said.

He laughed loud, and came properly into the cubicle, closing the door behind him.

"You're even more of a pathetic bitch than Josh said". He pointed to the ground at his feet. "Come here, now". I moved across.

"I was going to give you this bottle of water to help keep your throat hydrated". He opened the bottle and took a couple of gulps, then closed it again. "But I think you'd prefer something else. Open your mouth wide and tilt your head back".

I did what he told me.

"Don't swallow til I tell you".

He unzipped and pulled his dick out, then he pulled his phone out, and I saw a light come on, on the back of the phone. He held his soft dick towards my mouth and started to piss, filling up my mouth, so the last bits made a loud sound as the piss stream was landing on the growing pool of piss that was filling my whole mouth.

He stopped recording and I stayed in place as he started to do something on the phone. I figured he was sending a message. He reached down for the pen and started to write further down on my abdomen. I could tell he was writing PISS.

"Ok, swallow now" he said, still crouched down next to me. He watched close up, seeing the movement of my adam's apple as I gulped his piss down inside me. Once he was satisfied it was all gone, he added the tally mark, then stood up and walked out again, with the bottle of water still in his hand.

A few minutes passed and nobody else came in, leaving me on my knees and with the aftertaste of the bald man's piss reminding me I was nothing right now. I figured he'd already sent that video to Josh, which made me remember I hadn't replied t Josh's message and that he might be annoyed. I picked up my phone and started to write a reply.

It looks amazing where you are. Thank you for arranging my evening. This is what I deserve.

I didn't have the energy to think about whether it was the right thing to say. I just sent it.

A few minutes passed in the dark as I looked at my phone to see if there would be a reply. Another guy came and went and I added another tally to my chest.

A reply flashed up and I quickly opened it.

Always happy to help two guys find the things they really need.

Then another message, flashed up. This one started with a bunch of laughing face emojis..

Looks like my mate found another good use for a cuck boy too. Maybe I need to try your throat out as a piss hole as well!

Before the idea of Josh using my mouth to piss in fully embedded in my head, another message popped up. It was a picture of the two of them, with an amazing looking plate of food in front of each of them. I looked closer and saw that they were holding hands across the table.

The super-hot waiter figured we were a couple and asked if we wanted a romantic photo. We look good together, don't we cuck.

Another dick appeared and I took my place. Josh's messages were in my head. I felt jealous and pathetic. My brain told me I wanted to be there with Harry, my boyfriend, instead of on my knees sucking random dicks and being nothing more than a fuckhole. But as I moved my head back and forth, pleasuring the stranger, I also knew that if it was me sitting there with Harry right now, I'd still be thinking about being dominated and used like a slut. So maybe it was better for me to be here. Maybe luxury shouldn't be wasted on me. Maybe it was better for me just to be used for what I am. A hole for men to fuck. Maybe this was what I needed.

From there on I didn't hear anything more from Josh or Harry. I just sucked dicks and added lines onto my body and face so that they could count at the end of the night how many dicks had been in me. Sometimes I checked the time on my phone, often thinking half an hour must have passed since I last checked, and finding out only ten minutes had.

Some of the dicks I sucked were beautiful and rock hard. I felt lucky to serve them and I imagined a toned alpha man on the other side and gave everything to it, wanting to make him cum. A lot though I think were older. Some were thick and stretched me, others were long and pushed deep in my throat, some were rock hard, others never got more than semi. I think maybe one in five dumped a load inside me. Towards closing time it got quieter, but a lot more of the men coming in dumped their loads, and I almost started to run out of space on my forehead. At least once an hour throughout the night, the bald guy came in and had me swallow at least one mouthful of piss, sometimes two. He got me to add the tallies to the piss loads I'd swallowed.

Eventually the noise in the corridors died down to nothing, and checking the time, it was close to midnight and I knew the club was closing. I checked my phone and realised I still hadn't heard anything from Harry or Josh. I started to worry about being chucked out of there and having to wait on the dark street with these marks all over me.

The door behind me opened.

"Your men are here to pick you up bitch". He threw the bag with my clothes in at me. "Get your shit together. I'm ready to get out of here."

Lying on the floor I pulled the clothes back on and then followed him back down the corridor. As we got towards the front entrance he turned and looked at me, then unzipped the hoodie, I'd done up. He looked at all the marks on my body and forehead.

"Fuck. I reckon that's twice the number Josh thought you'd take. You're a proper little cockwhore". He leaned in and sniffed me, then recoiled. "Jesus. I'd stay away from any human company for a while, for their sake".

He opened the door and I saw Josh's car. Through the window I could see them making out, while they waited for me.

He pushed me out and the door to the club closed behind me.

I walked across and opened the back door of the car. They broke off the kiss and Harry turned with a big smile.

"Hey sexy! Did you have a hot evening?"

He looked so happy, and maybe a little drunk. I couldn't exactly tell how I felt right now, so I just smiled and told him "Yeah, it was really hot".

Josh cut in, starting up the car. "Lets get back to the flat and we can find out all about it". We got moving and some music started, so we all just sat and listened for the five minute journey back. Knowing how well lit it was around our apartment, I zipped the hoodie back up and lifted the hood. When we got out of the car, Harry came over and came in for a kiss, but knowing how my breath smelled, I kept my lips closed to kiss. He didn't seem to mind and we all headed in.

As soon as the apartment door was closed, Josh came across to me and unzipped the hoodie so he could check out the marks across my body and face. Harry nipped through to the bathroom.

"Hands behind your back and don't talk while we inspect you" he said quietly to me. Then raising his voice, he shouted through to the bathroom. "Babe, come see how our boy did".

Harry walked back through, zipping up his shorts, and stood next to Josh, with his hand round Josh's waist, also looking at the marks, and still smiling.

"He's such a good boy isn't he" Josh said, touching my face like I was a pet.

"He's the best" Harry agreed.

"Looks like he made 33 men happy tonight"

"His lips look so sexy like that don't they"

"Yeah, all puffed up and red. I like him like that too".

"What's with the piss marks?" Harry asked.

"Oh yeah, my mate says the boy asked if he could drink his piss, so he let him have it all night"

Harry didn't look turned on, but he shrugged and looked fine with it.

"What are we doing with beds tonight?" Harry asked.

Josh turned and looked at me, waiting for me to make the response.

I thought about how sexy they both looked, and how they had their arms round each other and the way they'd been kissing in the car, and I thought about how gross I looked and smelt. I didn't want to ruin Harry's perfect evening.

"I think I should sleep in the other room tonight, so you two can properly finish your date" I said.

Harry and Josh looked at each other.

"I mean, I definitely want to properly finish our date" Josh said.

"Sounds good to me" Harry said, and leaned in to kiss him, with one hand on his neck and the other gripping his ass.

As they broke off, Harry came across and gave me a hug, as Josh went to get ready.

"I had such an awesome night babe. I hope you got an amazing sex experience too. It's so cool we can explore like this". He gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I love you" he said, and then headed towards the bedroom.

I stood there kind of dumb and watched as Josh walked from the bathroom towards the bedroom. As he stepped into the doorway he smiled wide and blew a kiss at me, then closed the door with a bang, leaving me on my own.

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