So you might have read about Quang in Boy’s Birthday Battering and Boy’s Birthday Massage. He’s the cute Vietnamese guy I’ve been seeing the last couple of years, and the reason I’ve had less random adventures to write about. He’s 22 now, still only 158cm tall and around 48kg. He is small, cute, lithe and has a great hungry arse.
Although spending time with Quang has meant less random adventures, we have made adventures of our own, with a variety of toys and bedroom experiments. This story is one such time…
We’d spoken a few times about the idea of having a three-way, Quang was keen to have more cocks up his arse and as a sub I knew he could serve two tops at the same time. His passion and willingness are endless.
The problem is, his type and my type are very different – I like him (young, slim, Asian, sub) and he likes me (older, fatter, ang moh, top master). We browsed a few gay hook-up apps and looked at guys together, however we never seemed able to agree on a suitable candidate. He was even willing to go Asian for me, as long as he was more Daddy than twink.
Well, about a year ago I had an illness and the medication was pretty heavy-duty. It had the unfortunate side-effect of reducing my libido. This is not something I had ever encountered before and as someone for whom sex is a big part of my life, it was something of a downer. Quang was very understanding, and he tried his best to get me off. That boy can suck me for hours at a time – and I would get hard. Just never seemed to finish. We’d always cuddle up afterwards, and otherwise we enjoyed each other’s company but I knew that I wasn’t fulfilling my end of the relationship properly and had to do something about it.
With the medication I was on, I also felt less dominant. After a while I decided I needed to take matters into my own hands, and I decided to make do without the meds for a few days just to get a feeling for my old horny self again.
So it happened that after nearly a week with no pills, I was feeling a little frisky, but still had concerns about my performance. It had been a while since I’d done any rope-play with Quang so I figured that a nice long rope bondage session would at least give us both some fun.
I prepared during the day while Quang was at Friday lectures, laying out some of my favourite red cotton ropes and a collection of butt-plugs and dildoes on a bench by the bed. I also left Quang’s tiny yellow jockstrap hanging on the bathroom doorknob.
When Quang got home later that afternoon, he headed to the bathroom for a shower as usual. I casually mentioned that I left something for him to wear when he got dried off.
As obedient as ever, Quang reappeared from the bathroom wearing the cute little jockstrap. His cock was bulging downwards and looking nice and packed, his ass-cheeks standing proud behind. He came and stood in front of me while I was on the sofa, and I turned him round and round, running my hands over his soft, smooth skin and small frame, enjoying his body as it was.
I think Quang knew something was up – this kind of thing I hadn’t done for a while, and I guess he was just glad I was still interested in his body, and that I was willing to make an effort to keep him satisfied.
I got up and took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. I wanted to be sure that everything I was about to subject him too was as intense and memorable as possible as I didn’t know how long it would be before I was in the mood again once I was back on the meds. So, to make things as intense as possible, I wanted him in the Isolation Hood. This is a thick, leather hood that completely encases the head, with laces up the back to make sure of a snug, tight fit. It has padding over the ears to reduce noise, is completely black-out and it offers only two small riveted holes at the nose for breathing.
Now, its common in bondage scenarios to have a safeword – a word the sub/slave uses to stop playing. But in really intense session, sometimes the sub can zone-out and is not in a position to use the word if he needs to. So, like many others practicing BDSM, we use traffic light colours. It’s common to have “Yellow” meaning “you’re near my limit” or “please back off a bit, give me a breather” and for Red to mean “stop immediately and end the session”. I also expect my sub to use Green to indicate that everything is OK, and especially when I ask “What is your colour?” so I know he isn’t zoned out.
But in the isolation hood, he can’t speak. So instead, as always, I placed a small length of red ribbon in his right hand. He knows he can wave it to indicated Yellow, and he can drop it to indicated Red. If I touch the hand where the ribbon is he knows I am asking how he is doing, and he can indicate Green by gripping the ribbon tightly.
So anyway, back to the hood. Before putting it on, I got a pair of earplugs and rolled them up before inserting them in his ears – it makes it just that bit harder to hear. Then I slid the hood over his head, pulling the laces tight behind him. At the neck there is a leather collar that I buckled up – I left it fairly loose as breathing in the hood is already hard work. At this point, Quang couldn’t see or hear, only feel what I was doing.
Next, I took a 10m length of soft red rope and ran the length of it over his shoulders, inviting him to feel the rope and giving an idea of what was yet to come.
I started with a basic chest harness. This has the effect of pinning his upper arms to his sides, although he can move his arms below the elbows. As always, Quang stood there passively as I did my work, his boner already stretching the front of his jockstrap.
I took a second length of rope, and folded his arms behind his back, wrists parallel. I tied a single-column tie around his wrists, basically wrapping his forearm in rope before tying them off to the back of the chest harness. I couldn’t help but to give his nipples the occasional tweak, just to make him jump and do something unexpected.
With his upper body immobilised, I gave his stiff cock a couple of lazy swats with my hand, just to make him flinch and wonder where the next assault might come from.
At this point, I didn’t have too much of a plan, but I decided then that this session was going to be about his cute, perfect ass that hadn’t had a lot of attention lately.
So I pushed him over on to the bed, so he was on his knees, shoulders down, ass facing off the end of the bed and ready for action. I used two more ropes to tie around each knee and tie it off to the side rails on the bed (a Master always buys a bed with good tie-off points!). This had the effect of spreading his legs a little, and lowering his arse a little which I know from experience is just about the right height for my cock.
Now that Quang was immobilised side-to-side, I didn’t want him able to flop forwards and avoid anything inserted into his ass, so I took another couple of ropes and tied to the back of his chest harness off to each corner of the bed. A bit like guy-lines on a tent pole. Now I had Quang where I wanted him, and he wasn’t able to move in any direction.
A quick squeeze of his hand holding the ribbon told me he was fine, and as I stepped back to admire the ropework, I realised there was something I needed to do. I needed to rim his ass.
Helpless and vulnerable, his arse was pointing straight at me, his cheeks slightly spread and his smooth hole winking back at me. I love that hole and couldn’t help but dive in with a rough tonguing, slurping up and down his crack, probing his hole rough and deep. By the small gyrations I could feel in return, I figured that Quang was enjoying this as much as I was.
But you know, a good bondage session isn’t always about pleasure. It can be about pain, punishment, denial and many other things. And I know how to get in his head – the dread of what may be coming next is as exciting in anticipation as any action I might do.
So I backed off a while. I went to make a cup of tea, have a cigarette, and just left him there with his slobbery ass-crack cooling in the breeze from the aircon. After my little break, I passed by the fridge and the ice dispenser gave me an idea. I pressed the lever and a few cubes dropped out that I carried back to the bedroom.
I figured the ice-cubes were shaped like little mini butt-plugs, so it seemed obvious to me that I needed to insert them into Quang’s ass. I began by inducing shivers in him by running a cube across the exposed parts of his back – making him squirm from the freezing cold touch. I reached underneath to tease out the little nubs of his nipples with my cold touch. Then, after running a cube up and down his ass-crack, I gently presented a cube at his hole. His chocolate starfish puckered at the sensation, but I applied firm pressure until the cube disappeared in an instant, gobbled up by his sphincter muscles. Goose-bumps formed on his butt cheeks which somehow turned me on, so I pushed in another cube, and then another three more.
I realised that the quickly melting ice was going to have to come out at some point, so I figured to plug the leak before it happened. I grabbed a medium-sized butt-plug and hastily applied lube before forcing that too into Quang’s ass.
At the insertion of the butt-plug, I could feel resistance from Quang. I could hear his muffled moans through the hood, his head shaking as he struggled to accommodate an arseful of ice blocks and hefty lump of latex plug.
Now, keeping a butt-plug in when tied up and bent over can be quite tricky…you really have to exercise those sphincter muscles to maintain control and keep it in. The shape of plug makes it easier, bit if you slack off too much, the thing can pop right out like a missile.
One good way to ensure that the boy’s ass is clenching nice and hard is to give him a couple of slaps. The tensing of muscles at each whack is a great way of keeping the plug in!
I have a nice wooden stick – about 80cm long, about 8mm across and it makes a great wooshing noise as it slices through the air. It may or may not have been part of an Ikea dried plant display in a past life, but either way, its red and I call it my switch.
So, I took the switch and began to swoosh it through the air and bringing it down violently on the bed next to Quang’s head with a loud thwacking sound. This was enough to make him jump and keep his ass twitching – but even better, he knew exactly what was coming next.
I used the end of the stick to trace lines along his exposed back and upper legs. I made a couple of practice strokes, hinting at where the switch was going to hit. I tried a couple of light taps to tighten up my aim and then drew my hand back for a nice, brisk swat across both of Quang’s ass cheeks. His physical reaction was instant, the quaking, trembling response from his whole body, he muffled cries coming from his hood. Even so, he kept a tight hold on the ribbon in his fist.
So I brought the switch down a little harder, the sounds quite impressive as it once more thwacked across his arse, spreading the load and pain evenly across both cheeks. Again, shudders and cries from Quang.
Already I could see red lines appearing on his cute bum when the wood had left its imprint. So, with perhaps a little less force but a lot more frequency I delivered a quick succession of whips across his ass, until the lines blurred and I had a rosy red tanned ass pointed up at me. The shivers continued to shake Quang, even a few minutes after I stopped, so I touched his fist and his tight-gripped response indicated he was OK for me to continue.
I brought the switch down hard on the bed, again beside his head. Again indicating what was going to come. But if the anticipation is part of the fun, delivering something unexpected is a far, far greater mindfuck.
Alongside the switch in my play kit, I have a 15cm plastic ruler – the kind you had in your pencil case at school. This ruler is a deliberately cheap one – coz they have a much better bend in them. I reached between his legs and freed his balls from the yellow jockstrap, allowing them to hang loose.
I pulled the ruler until it was almost doubled back on itself, and aimed a little lower than his red tanned arse – I flicked the ruler squarely at his dangling balls.
The reaction was what I had hoped – I could see Quang desperately trying to move his body forwards to bring his nutsack forwards and protected by his legs, but my tie had him immobile and apart form a slight wiggle of his ass side-to-side, there was nothing he could do to protect his love eggs.
I gave him a few more flicks with the ruler – sometimes in the middle, sometimes on one testicle, sometimes on the other. He didn’t know where the next source of pain was going to come from and I kept this up for a while, until his scrotum started to fill out nicely from the onslaught.
I headed back to the kitchen and grabbed more ice – this time it wasn’t for his ass, but I held the handful of cubes against his scrotum, watching it shrivel from the cold but sensing Quang’s relief from the cooling sensation.
Just when I figured he thought I had done torturing his nuts, I used my finger to do some rather more targeted flicking of his nuts, again from different angels. Again, I followed it with some cooling ice to prolong the exercise. I carried on like this for a while, occasionally using the switch on his arse to add variety and Quang’s quaking and squawking settled down as he resigned himself to the abuse.
Now, throughout this I had been wearing just my shorts and T, but I could feel my birdie rising on his perch and Quang’s ass was looking too good right about now. But first I had to deal with the melted cubes.
I position first a towel below his asscrack, then angled a bucket towards his hold but a little further back. In one quick tug, I pulled the plug from his hole and the liqued, melted ice made a fast exit, like a jet into the bucket.
I lubed up my index finger with a bit of spit, and used to poke around inside his hole, aiming to encourage any remaining liquid to exit too.
When I was sure that Quang was empty, I lubed up my cock and presented my helmet at his hole – it was still clenched tight, probably at the expectation of further intrusion. I guess he could feel the warmth of my cock, as I sensed him relax a bit, as if inviting my very familiar meat in his private, warm hole.
I teased around his hole for a while, then carefully inserted the head of my cock, before withdrawing and repeating the process. Just when Quang was getting used to the teasing of my hot cock, I decided it was time for some length so I smoothly and quickly buried my cock deep in his arse, until my balls were slapping against his ass and he was thoroughly impaled.
It always amazes me, everytime I fuck Quang how his small, tight little ass is able to accommodate my cock, even how he is able to handle the considerable weight I put behind each thrust.
But handle it he does, and now he was happily tied there, taking my meat as if it was nothing. I’m a pretty average ang moh size – nothing enormous – and I rarely get turned down because it’s too big. This wasn’t the response I was looking for – maybe I should have fucked him before the butt-plug play got him opened up and he was more likely to get stretched by my girth.
So I pulled out, as I just had an amazing idea on how I could get a better response out of him – get him a bigger dick! And given my lack of libido lately I figured that Quang was pretty hungry for a decent dicking.
I grabbed my phone and took a picture of Quang’s pink ass pointed upwards, clearly showing him trussed up on the bed. I used an old email alias to create a new account on Grindr, using the headline “FUCK THIS ASS NOW!”
In the profile details, I made it clear that this small Asian sub was under service to an older, larger white guy and that the boy needed substantial cocks to teach him a lesson. I also mentioned that it was a limited time offer and to only reply if able to reach west Singapore before 8pm – I figured that most people would be on the way home from work and might be looking to offload on the way. It was around 6pm I posted the profile and Quang had already been tied up for 75 minutes so I didn’t want him tied in this position for more than three or four hours.
I pushed my dick in to Quang a couple more times, then decided I wanted another ciggie and a drink. I checked his ropes, to make sure nothing was cutting in and his circulation as good, then checked his ribbon and went to sit on the couch and check Grindr.
Within 20 minutes I got the first message – “That ass looks so tempting!” he said. The profile was a 26 yr old Chinese-SG NUS student, fairly decent body and no face pic. “Do you have a substantial cock?” I replied. In return I got a picture of nice looking uncut cock and bush, probably just about reaching 6” inches if the guy had normal size hands.
“Nice!” I said, “what time can you get here?”
“I stay at NUS, can grab a taxi and be there in 15mins” was the response.
So I laid out the rules – the boy would be tied on the bed. I would be present, maybe naked, maybe clothed. He could fuck the boy but was not to touch his cock or otherwise try to communicate with him. The guy – let’s call him Giles – was OK with this arrangement.
I checked on Quang a couple of times while I responded to a couple of useless messages from guys who couldn’t make it in time, and then I got another message from a guy in Jurong West. He was older at 38, and bigger at 88kg, but his cock pic had a fair heft to it and looked like prime meat surround with another thick bush. I didn’t ask his race, but figured maybe Malay as his cock was cut and his skin was darker. A smattering of hair on his chest. Again I laid out the rules and he was down with that, and I asked him what time he could make it. Around 7pm he said, so I gave him my location info and added him to the list.
Within a couple of minutes arranging things with Jurong West Guy (JWG), Giles turned up at pretty much 6.40pm
I answered the door in my shorts, naked torso and he didn’t run off so it was a good start. I led him through to the lounge and told him to get undressed then join us in the bedroom – but to keep quiet and not say anything.
I went back to the bedroom to check on Quang, and seconds later Giles walked in with his hard cock swinging left and right. His body looked better in the flesh and he had nice thighs, but I was glad I didn’t have to kiss the face. Standing there erect, it was clear his cock was smaller than mine, but it’s not like I could turn him away now.
I motioned him forwards and he stood at the end of the bed. He reached out with both hands to cup Quang’s ass, almost in awe (as I often am!) of the beauty tied before him. The redness had faded considerably, and Quang’s ass looked merely rosy by now, pale in comparison to his tan lines.
Giles make a sort of licking/question face at me, which I took to mean that he as asking if he could rim Quang. I shrugged my agreement and Giles quickly dove in, tongue first. I don’t know if it was the hands or the tongue, but I think at that moment Quang knew something was different. His head turned sharply to the side as if he was trying to ask a question or even try and hear something. I touched his fist and the Green signal was clear.
By now the bedside clock said 6.45pm and knowing that JWG would be arriving in 15mins I figured I needed to hurry Giles along. I grabbed a condom and a bottle of lube, and pulled Giles to stand up. I ripped open the condom and rolled it over his stiff cock and slathered a few pumps of lube along his shaft.
Giles got the hint, and got right to it. With barely a pause, he positioned himself behind Quang and thrust right in. He grabbed hold of Quang’s hips (not really necessary as with the ropes he wasn’t going anywhere) and began a fairly steady pounding of Quang’s hole.
My phone chimed with another Grindr notification so I wiped my hands and stepped back to check the messages and took a sneaky pic of Giles ploughing Quang while I was at it – you know, just in case I wanted to show Quang who had been using him.
I actually had four more messages from different people but the one that caught my eye was a very large white cock. I would have to say 8” and knew this was the cock I was looking for to satiate Quang. I told “Paul” where I was and asked how long before he could arrive and he said he was actually only a couple of streets away and could be there in five minutes. Well I didn’t know if Giles would be finished by then, but I did know that I had JWG arriving soon too, so I asked if he could wait for 10 mins and he said fine.
Turning back to the fuck session on my bed, I saw Giles from behind for the first time and realised that he actually had a very nice, very rounded arse. The way he was stood with his legs wide and leaning over Quang had the effect of keeping his arse cheeks lifted and separated and I could see the smooth valley between his buns and the nice looking hole winking back at me.
I didn’t know if he was going to object, but I got down on my knees and put my hands on each of his nice thighs and Giles looked back at me. I looked at his arse and moved my tongue forwards. Giles got the message and didn’t complain at all and let me rim him thoroughly for a few minutes as he ploughed away at Quang. As I tongued Giles sweet ass, I was able to reach through his legs and give a few playful tugs on Quangs cute cock. He was half-hard and it hung down on his smooth, swollen balls. Moving my hand back, I could grab Giles’ balls too, and that prompted an appreciative grunt that seemed to make him happy.
“Urgh I’m gonna cum” he grunted.
“Go for it” I encouraged him, as I kept up the rimming and tugging.
Giles sped up, and within a few thrusts I heard the familiar grunting release of a man shooting his seed. His bucking slowed down, I stood up and Giles removed his cock from Quang’s arse. The end of the condom hung loose and full and Giles pulled it off and I grabbed it in a tissue before tossing it in the bin. His cock glistened with cum and I figured that although it wasn’t as big as I’d hoped to Quang to enjoy, it was still a nice looking cock so I leant over and cleaned him up with my mouth as Giles sucked in air through his teeth at the sensitivity.
Finished, I smiled up at him and Giles went through the lounge to get dressed. “Will you be doing this again?” he asked me. “No talking” I said, and walked to the front door and held it open.
Giles left and stood there in the lift lobby, waiting for the lift to arrive at the 12th floor. When the doors opened, it was 7.05pm and out stepped a chunky yet handsome Malay-looking guy with an almost shaved head and black-framed glasses. Something about him felt military but he was only dressed in the Singapore uniform of shorts, t-shirt and flip flops. JWG walked towards my door as I was still holding it open, and the look on Giles’ face as he realised what was happening was funny to behold. JWG glanced back to look at Giles as the lift doors closed and turned to me and looked as if he was going to ask about the guy who just left.
“No talking” I said.
JWG grinned, his nice white teeth beaming.
I led him through to the lounge and again instructed the stud to get undressed and meet us in the bedroom. He took off his t-shirt in one swift motion and threw it on the sofa where Giles’ clothes had been only a few minutes earlier.
I expected JWG to be a bit chunky at 88kg, but this was a guy with 88kg of pure beef. He wasn’t particularly ripped, but his chest and shoulders were large, his guns were huge and the overall effect was one of extreme virility. Knowing he probably had a decent cock made me glad I’d chosen him to fuck Quang.
Again, I went in to the bedroom, checked that Quang’s ribbon was still Green and a very naked and quite buff JWG joined us in bedroom. His cock and balls hung loose and his pubes were trimmed a little tamer than the pic he had sent me previously. And my, what a cock. It was pure dark meat, with a paler line about a quarter of the way from his helmet where his circumcision was made. It was what I call a Bull Cock, coz it looked like it should belong on a Bull. He balls, too, were big and low hanging, and although JWG was not the kind of guy I prefer, I figured this was too good to miss.
He wasn’t yet hard, so sat on the bed next to Quang and leaned over to take the substantial but droopy cock in my mouth. I gave JWG all my best moves and in no time at all it was growing down my throat until I was about ready to gag.
Figuring he was hard enough now, JWG pulled his cock from my mouth and shifted his hips to line up with Quang. JGW roughly rubbed his thumb up and down Quang’s ass-crack and I assume decided it wasn’t slippery enough because he forcefully spat at Quang’s hole and rubbed it in with his tumb.
I heard a stifled groan from the hood and I assume Quang realised there was a new presence in the room about to have his way.
At that point, I had to lean over and pull JWG away just before he pushed into Quang – he hadn’t rubbered up and knew that was part of the deal. I handed him a condom and he did the honours himself this time. A bit of teasing with his cock-head and it wasn’t long before JWG pushed into Quang’s hole, and clearly this was more of struggle for Quang to accommodate. Not really such a long cock, but girthy and even wider than the plug I had used on him earlier. I could see Quang straining in his restraints, as if to get away from the javelin spearing him now. Be he couldn’t move and his only choice was to take it. He had to know this wasn’t me fucking him, both because of the way he was being handled and surely for the size of the meat that was thrusting into him now.
JWG had barely started pumping when the doorbell rang, and I figured that Paul the Ang Moh had arrived a few minutes early. I thought this could get interesting…
I answered the door and a big, fat white guy stood there. Close-cropped receding hair, a large belly barely kept in check by his shirt buttons and formal trousers and shoes gave the impression he’d just come from the office. He was easily 120kg, far bigger around than me but knowing the tool he was hiding I figured that this was the Daddy that Quang could really enjoy.
I gave Paul the spiel, and also told him me might have to wait his turn as Quang was currently full. I headed back to the bedroom while Paul undressed in the lounge to take yet another surreptitious picture, this time of JWG before Paul arrived.
While I watched JWG giving it to Quang and waited for Paul to turn up, I deleted a few more messages on Grindr and was considering deleting the temporary profile when I noticed one final message that basically said “I wish that was my ass being fucked!” referring to the pic of Quang I had posted.
This message came from a 19yr old SG Chinese lad, quite slim boarding on lean and generally pleasing on the eyes. I made an impetuous choice right then, so I messaged him back and said “well we have three tops here, if you wanna come over right now I have spare rope…”
Paul joined us in the bedroom and immediately took in an eyeful of JWG fucking Quang. His dick was long but still droopy, and it was clear it was going to be a monster when it was aroused. He tugged his cock and stroked Quang’s arse, occasionally squeezing JGW’s nuts a little too.
Another ding from Grindr, the chinese twink replied! “sounds like fun!” he messaged. “But you have to get here fast” I said, “this party might not last much longer if the tops blow their loads!” And the Chwink said gimme a few mins to shower and head over, will be there by 7.45pm.
I’d never intended for my little session with Quang to turn into a full on orgy, but it was clearly headed that way.
I deleted the profile, figuring it was probably a full house now, at least with the Chwink on his way. Another sly pic of the two Daddies servicing Quang and I dropped my own shorts and began to slowly slide my own foreskin back and forth.
Clearly, Paul the ang moh was not content with JWG having all the fun, and once he got hard I saw him grab a rubber and basically push JWG out of the way to get at Quang’s hole. JWG didn’t seem to bothered and seemed quite content to see what Paul was going to do.
Paul clearly had no mercy. His penetration of Quang was brutal, and I know that it was easily the longest cock that Quang had ever taken. Quang never seemed to have any issues with girth after getting loosened up – he’s pretty much taken my fist in the past – but even my average cock was sometimes too long, he never did like it too deep. And Quang was clearly struggling with Paul’s mammoth tool – he was writhing as much as he could, his head whipping back and forth and all manner of animal noises emanated from his hood.
Out of concern, I touch his ribbon hand which was still clearly holding tight – Quang was going to allow this monster meat to service him. And Paul was like a jackhammer, a surprisingly fast rapid-fire thrusting action that I hadn’t expected from such a big daddy.
JWG meanwhile was stroking his own cock and watching, and I felt kind of sorry for him. But he also had a delicious fat cock and, to be honest, I wanted to taste it again. I leaned over and ripped off the condom, then lay down across the head of the bed on my back with my head hanging over the edge. JWG took his cue and moved in to suffocate me with his meat, face fucking my and making my Adam’s Apple bulge from the onslaught.
In this position, Quang’s head was basically at my side, and I figured that he wasn’t far from my own cock…I loosened the leather collar at his neck and untied the laces, tugging the hood up over his chin enough to expose his mouth. I could feel the warm, damp sweat on his cheeks of being enclosed so tightly, and Quang breathed big gulps of fresh air. Well, until I rammed my cock in his mouth.
So – Paul was fucking Quang while Quang was tied on his knees. I was lying at Quang’s head, on my back with my cock in his mouth, and JWG was stood at the side of the bed with his dick and balls getting a right good slobbering from your truly. The room was silent but for the animals noises of a four-way sex session and just when I thought my throat was going to split from JGW’s round face-fucking, the doorbell rang again. I guess the Chwink had finally arrived.
I wiggled out from underneath Quang and JGW, then guided JWG to put his fat cock in Quang’s mouth. JGW knelt on the bed and faced Paul, giving Quang a proper spit-roasting.
I went for the door, still naked and sporting a raging boner.
After checking the peephole, I flung the door wide and the Chwink blinked in surprise. I’m not sure why – he knew there was a big session going on but I guess he expected me to at least have clothes on to open the door, but we were beyond all that now.
I brought the Chwink to the lounge to get undressed and he threw his skinny jeans and black t-shirt onto the last remaining chair. I’ll be honest, this guy was a beauty. His body was lean and tight without being ropey. The subtle shading of abs and that special V shape pointing to his groin. His chest was hairless and I later found out that his armpits and crotch were entirely hairless also…something about a young hairless Chwink is very appealing to me.
Once naked, I ran him though my traffic light codewords, then I pulled him close to me and kissed him, standing there in the lounge. It was a long and deep kiss, our hands roaming over each other’s bodies. I found the beautiful curving mounds of his arse, firm beneath my touch. I licked a finger and reached behind him as we kissed and probed at his hole – the tip of my finger disappearing easily.
Round the front, the Chwink was not especially blessed. Maybe 4.5 or 5” of brown uncut cock wrapping a pink head – but it was beautifully formed, a very attractive penis. His scrotum was small and tight up against the shaft of his cock, and I pulled it gently to see if I could get it to stretch. This sent shudders through the Chwink. I decided was I feeling generous and got down on my knees to give his cock a quick suck in to life then led him by the hand to the bedroom.
I decided I wanted to be the first to taste the bud of the newcomer, so I bent him over the bed alongside Quang, feeding him under the guylines to keep him in place. I couldn’t be bothered with more tying of ropes now, so I grabbed some leather cuffs and used these to pin the Chwink’s hands behind his back. I have a spreader bar too, with ankle cuffs at either end that was soon attached and kept the Chwink legs wide.
I slicked up my cockhead with lube and rolled a condom down my shaft – the lube on the head makes for a great sensation when you have to wear a coat.
After a bit of spit and rimming, I stood and pressed my own cock in to the Chwink’s hole – it was so fucking tight, much tighter than Quang was earlier after the butt-plug left him gaping. The fit felt nice – warm, like a glove. I started to build up a rhythm and glanced over to see Paul’s enormous meat buried deep into Quang which made me even harder.
JWG had his cock in Quang’s mouth, and after fucking and sucking in this combination for a while, it seemed only fair to let JWG have a go at the new Chwink too. But Paul had other ideas.
I pulled out of the Chwink and motioned for JGW to come have a go – but Paul the Alpha decided he wanted to plough that ass too. He switched out his condom and quickly continued his relentless fast-paced rogering, only this time it was the Chwink’s hole. The squeaks and whimpers from the Chwink sounded distressed and I was worried that Paul was being too rough, so I leant over and whispered in the Chwink’s ear – “what’s your colour?”
“Green” he squeaked back.
I motioned for JWG to have another go at Quang’s ass and he rubbered up again and was soon buried to the hilt in my favourite hole. I took the opportunity kneel in front of the Chwink’s head and drive my cock in to his throat too.
The sweaty moans, the rhythmic thrusting, the whimpering, growls and grunts continued for a while. JWG got to fuck the Chwink, Paul face-fucked Quang, I sucked the Chwink a bit more whilst underneath as JWG’s heavy eggs battered my chin. Paul came over to fuck the Chwink’s face, and I had another go at his ass while JWG went for another round on Quang’s. It was like some kind of hot merry-go-round as Paul, JWG and I kept switching around and sticking our dicks in the four holes offered by Quang and the Chwink.
Although the Chwink could clearly see the three of us tops, Quang still had the hood over his eyes and I figured he might get off on now seeing the rest of the bodies that were making free use of his holes.
I loosened the rest of the laces on the hood, and eased it over his head. His hair was stuck to his head with sweat, his lips swollen from the oral battering from three different cocks and his eyes watered from the abuse.
An end-game started to take shape in my head and it seemed like it would be nice to end the session with a bukkake over Quang. So I loosened the guy lines and removed the ropes from his knees so he was left only in his chest harness with his hands pinned behind him. I got the guys to stand back while I flipped him over and wasn’t at all surprised to see that Quang’s cock was stiff as iron at the scenario, poking out over the top of his jock. I quickly rid him of that burden and threw the jockstrap on the floor.
Unable to use his hands, the Chwink couldn’t support his own weight, so I twisted him around and dropped his face on to Quang’s crotch. He caught on quick and started gobbling Quang like a thirsty man in a desert.
Quang’s eyes had taken in the other three men in the room, but kept coming back to Paul. I knew that Paul was exactly the kind of guy that Quang would want, and Paul saw the lust in Quang’s face. He gloved up and roughly pulled Quang towards the end of the bed and impaled him once more. Seeing Quang’s face light up in agony and ecstasy was a joy to behold.
JWG took the opportunity to have another go at the Chwink’s ass that was still up in the air, and I sneaked out my phone to record a few seconds of video and take a couple of shots.
I noticed that Paul’s relentless super-human pace had somehow – if at all possible – begun to increase and judging by the tightness of his hair ballsack I figured he might be close. I was right.
“Uh fuck I’m gonna cum!” he grunted.
“On the boy’s face” I said and Paul quickly pulled out, whipped off the condom, moved to the side of the bed and knelt over Quang’s face. He instantly shot a thick rope of cum across Quang’s face, covering his lips and it seemed, going up his nose. Quang quickly opened his mouth and raised his head a little to make for a better target and the rest of Paul’s pumps shot into Quang’s mouth.
I’d been jerking and had no condom on, but the sight of Paul spunking all over Quang’s face and in his mouth made me rock solid and I wasted no time plunging my cock back in to Quang’s ass. Quang’s eyes rolled back in his head in pleasure and I barely had any time to thrust before JWG withdrew from the Chwink’s ass, ripped off his condom and knelt on the other side of Quang’s head opposite Paul.
JGW’s aim was a little off, his streams of cum shooting passed Quang’s face and roping across his chest – some of it going as far as to hit the Chwink’s cheek as he sucked on Quang. So maybe his aim wasn’t off after all.
With both their cocks softening, I was the only top left hard. I was ploughing in to Quang but figured I also wanted the Chwink spilling his seed so with my dick still in Quang I pulled the Chwink upright to kneel next to me and started wanking his cock with a fistful of lube. JWG decided to help out, so I moved my hand round and stuffed a couple of fingers into the Chwink’s ass too.
Before long, the double stimulation was too much for the Chwink and he whimpered his way though his orgasm, splashing his watery seed over Quang’s chest too, as Paul fondled Quang’s balls and cock.
With the three visitor’s spent, I figured it was time for my own finale and sped up my thrusts a little. The familiar lightness began in my head, made intense by the hot shots I had just witnessed. As I was just about to reach my climax, I pulled out of Quang’s arse and with a throaty grunt I jerked my cum all over his balls and ass-crack before stuffing my cock back in to enjoy the raw sensation of my dwindling orgasm.
“Fuuuuuck!” I said. “That was hot!”
“Fuck yeah” agreed Paul.
“oh yes” agreed JWG
The Chwink just giggled.
Quang lay there, looking exhausted. It was nearly 9pm and he’d been tied up, tortured and fucked at both ends for nearly four hours.
I threw a couple of towels on the bed, and the three visitors began to clean themselves up.
I began loosening Quang’s chest and wrist restraints and the Chwink was kind enough to gather up several used condoms from the floor.
Ten minutes later, the visitors were dressed and gone, leaving me alone on the bed with Quang. I’d tidied up most of the toys, ropes and mess and we lay and cuddled for a while.
I put my hand on his cock and realised it was still very, very stiff.
“I know what you deserve” I said, and grabbed another fistful of lube and massaged it over Quang’s cock. I started a slow jerk and could feel his cock twitching at my touch. As he lay back on the bed, I slowly climbed on top of him, rubbing his cock against my own ass crack.
“I know how much you love my daddy ass, boy. So for being so good this evening I am going to give you this as a special treat – and I think your ass has done enough.”
Quang let out a sigh of pleasure as I slid my tight ass over his slender cock. His small hands grabbed my big hips and he thrust upwards into me. He may not have the biggest cock in the world, but my god it was so hard it was like being penetrated by a rod of steel. I leaned forwards to kiss him as our bodies writhed in rhythm, his thrusts getting gradually faster. My hands played with his nipples, his balls, and stroked his smooth skin and before long Quang’s panting increased and climaxed with a grunt as he shot his own load in to me.
Afterwards, we chatted as we lay in bed, and Quang was really appreciative of the experience. He liked feeling the different dicks from me, Giles, JWG and Paul. He said it felt like I planned it by going up in size with every visitor, but that was just an accident of chance. He also said that every time I fucked him, it was the most comfortable and pleasurable, because I know how he likes it and our shared chemistry for the last couple of years makes it so familiar and special.
And, as much as I had a lot of fun that evening too – including the very beautiful Chwink – the thing that made the evening for me was when I pulled the covers up over us. He turned on to his side and I spooned around him, holding him wrapped in each other’s arms, feeling the warmth of his skin and the soft rise of his chest as we drifted off to sleep. No orgy ever felt as good as having a man to hold you tight.
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