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Barney
THE ISLE OF DOGS?
Summary
After hearing about Playa Del Ingles reputation for being a sun-drenched gay paradise, Ian Hamilton opts to take a winter holiday in the Canary Islands.
Travelling alone, after the beak up of a relationship, he opts to book with a gay tour operator, thinking he will soon make friends with his fellow tourists.
But introverted Ian doesn't make friends easily and when his travelling companions all seem to be in tight-knit couples or groups and no one he fancies takes much interest in him, he turns to the locals to satisfy his craving for sexual domination and his lust for hirsute Latino and Arabic guys.
A few years later, a more sexually accomplished Ian hears the resort now has a leather scene, so decides to visit Gran Canaria again.
This time, he mixes more with his British compatriots, but after finding it hard to pin down a guy he fancies, who is into the sort of sex he enjoys, he fears he may have to settle for watching the drunken antics of others.
Until, on the last night of his stay, he summons up the courage to make a move on a strikingly handsome guy who has caught his eye in the disco.
When his affection is reciprocated, Ian proceeds to introduce his companion to the delights of public humiliation and bondage, only for things not to work out quite as he had planned...
- The Ultimate Humiliation?
After just a few minutes of the pair molesting Ian close by the shopping centre's entrance, Amadu's worries about being caught "in flagrante" got the better of him.
Exchanging a few words in Spanish with his Asian liberator, during which he pointed in the direction of his office, the night-watchman hurriedly stepped back into his boots and gathered up his uniform and handcuffs from the floor.
In the hiatus that followed, Tim took the opportunity to confirm Ian's reduced status by fastening the vacant collar around his neck and, after conferring with the security guard, was loaned the cuffs so he could also secure his wrists behind his back.
"It's back to being the slave, for you!" he chuckled once the manacles were in place, giving Ian's swollen nips a lick and landing a playful slap on his cock to underline his helplessness before taking up the leash, ready to follow Amadu to their new location.
Spotting his dildo abandoned on the ground swaddled in his soiled underwear at the last minute, the African placed it reverently atop his pile of clothes before leading the procession back to his base, with Tim dragging the cuffed Brit behind him as though he were a virgin about to be sacrificed in some phallic religious rite.
The moment they reached the sanctuary of his office, and the door was closed behind them, the night-watchman set his cargo down on his desk and heaved a sigh of relief. Apart from the gaggle of gay tourists accompanying the Asian, his public humiliation appeared to have gone undetected, though he would have to remember to doctor the security cam tapes before his shift ended to ensure his colleagues didn't get wind of what he'd been up to!
While a curious Tim checked the place out, Amadu took the leash from his hand and lost no time forcing the guy who had put his job in jeopardy down to his knees to get his flaccid black dick hard once again.
Either out of habit or by design, this time round, the security guard had turned on the overhead light on entry, allowing him not only to get a better look at Ian but also at the body his young Asian saviour. It also allowed him show off his own pumped-up muscles to best effect, one of the few perks of his job being complimentary membership of the centre's gym to encourage him to keep himself fit.
Exposed in the fluorescent glare, the vestiges of Ian's previous ravishments stood out more shamefully than ever from his otherwise pallid body, causing Tim to snigger and chuckle to himself that he was an even bigger slut than he was! But it was the dark and powerful body of the night- watchman that most caught his attention.
As he watched, a vengeful Amadu dragged Ian across the floor on his tender knees, with his head still impaled on his dick, and sat down in his swivel chair with his ebony thighs spread wide. He then began forcing the back of his head down to his groin to make him take his whole shaft down his throat in return for the public humiliation he had imposed on him.
It took a while, and a lot of gagging and choking, before Ian eventually learnt not to attempt to put up a struggle, after which the African returned to treating him more benevolently, by running his fingers through his short-cropped hair as he sucked him, as though the Brit were his pet dog.
Only to then catch Ian by surprise by taking hold of both his tits between his meaty fingers and twisting them so brutally that Ian begin to whimper forlornly as he sucked. As he relaxed and savoured his pleasure at Ian's expense, he grinned up triumphantly at the single member of his audience and waved him across to join him.
Deciding at this juncture, that it was high time for him to remove his clothes, Tim quickly stepped out of his deck-shoes and yanked his T-shirt off over his head whilst Amadu watched his every move with a lascivious look in his eyes.
Not exactly a shrinking violet, the Asian youngster responded to the hunky African guy's interest in him, by slowing down the pace of his strip and as he unfastened his belt, coyly turned his back toward him and wiggled his hips around to show off his ass before allowing his pants to fall to the floor.
After stepping out of them, he paused to turn his head back over his shoulder, to check the effect his actions were having on his solitary spectator and blew the grinning Amadu a kiss.
Rewarded by a chuckle of approval, Tim completed his striptease by promptly freeing-up his cock from the confines of his tight-fitting underwear and slid his briefs all the way down to his ankles.
In response to the Asian baring his shapely brown butt to him, the frustrated security guard let out an encouraging wolf whistle to show his appreciation.
But when Tim turned around to face him, his excitement grew even more.
"Dios meo!" he muttered, when he discovered that the, otherwise small and slender Asian, possessed a cock that was the equal of his own!
Mistakenly thinking the easing of the pressure on his nipples and the further stiffening of the African's dick was due to the success of his own efforts to please him, Ian upped the pace of his sucking a notch more.
Regretting his decision to parade the security guard around the shopping centre against his will, Ian accepted the punishments he now chose to impose on him as his due and vowed to make up for his mistake by embracing the humiliation of being reduced to the two brown guys' slave.
Of course, he was aroused by it too! The arrival of the young Asian he fancied so much had brought another dimension to their sex-play in addition to the rapid reversal of his role as top.
Aroused by the additional edge and unpredictability that Tim's presence created, the Brit couldn't prevent his fertile imagination from speculating on the further degradations the horny duo might impose on him next.
Would they each fuck him up the ass or spit-roast him, and as well as having him worship their dicks, make him lick out their arses? Maybe they would prise the giant dildo up his ass?
None too keen on the last possibility, Ian redirected his thoughts to imagining what the young Asian would look like without his clothes and the prospect of licking his slender brown body from top to bottom...
In his arrogance, the Brit had made the assumption that the two dark-skinned men would continue to focus their sexual attentions exclusively on himself, but he was soon to discover that more than racial solidarity and comradery existed between the two of them - there was sexual chemistry too!
Acknowledging the African's lust-filled gaze with a smile, the, now naked, Tim primed his long slender cock with a half a dozen pulls as he approached Ian's upturned rear. But after glancing down at him with a smirk, he did not even pause to land an additional slap on his reddened backside, let alone attempt to thrust his shaft into his exposed hole, despite it crying out to be fucked!
Instead, he straddled his fellow countryman's crouching haunches to sandwich his pallid torso between his brown legs and then brought his knees together to compress his midriff as though he were straddling a horse!
Feeling a pair of legs astride him, Ian surmised that what had just brushed up against his tethered wrists must be his compatriot's balls, so when they next came within range, he made a move to grasp hold of them!
Amadu too was itching to get his hands on the Asian's manhood and with his cock now within reach, made a grab for his shaft with his free hand.
But the young Asian quickly repelled both of his admirers' advances by batting the African's hand away from his groin as though he were a naughty child and yanking Ian's cuffed wrists higher up his back to create sufficient space for him to sit unmolested, stressing his already aching arms in the process.
He then took Amadu by surprise, by grabbing hold of the rear of his head and levering his torso downwards, then sat down in the middle of his compatriot's back and thrust the security guard's face down toward his groin!
"Suck it!" he demanded, lapsing into English in his excitement, bending his knees to make Ian take his whole body-weight as the African happily enveloped his vertical member in his mouth, compressing Ian's head beneath his belly in the process.
Ian let out a guttural groan as he struggled to cope with his latest humiliation and continue breathing and sucking the night-watchman's dick at the same time!
Fearing Ian might collapse under the strain, or possibly expire, while his comrade showed his gratitude to him by licking his balls and slavering over his dick, Tim reduced the burden he had to bear by resting his feet on the ground.
But he had a second, less charitable, motive for doing this too, which was revealed only seconds later, when he twisted his lithe torso around so he could whack his ride on his bare backside with the flat of his hand and yell out, "Yee Ha!"
To be continued...
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