How Lockdown Made Me A Slut

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“I hope you’re ready David, hopefully you’ll enjoy!”

I heard Jack unlatch the door.

His hand was gripping my arm, and he nudged me in the back, making me step forward very tentatively. As the door opened there was a babble of conversation.

My blood ran cold and I tried to pull back. The blindfold seemed to get tighter, and my naked body felt as vulnerable as I’d ever known it.

“Jack, I know you said it was a group, but there’s a lot of guys here?”

Jack laughed, and I began to hear and understand what the men were saying.

I heard one say, “Nice body.” Another said, “Who’s going first?”

In those few moments I thought I could decipher a whole lot of different accents.

David pushed me more firmly into the room, and straightaway I felt the heat of several bodies close to me, soon hands and fingers were touching me all over.

“No!” I said it quite loudly in a panic, realising this was a whole different ball game, before a sudden smack across my buttocks made me flinch. When a second and a third landed, I yelled, and someone said, “He’s gonna put up a fight fellas, maybe he likes it rough?”

At that point I knew I couldn’t resist, and probably that I shouldn’t fight it, I was gonna have to be compliant. I gritted my teeth, and thought of what would happen if Judith found out how all this came about. The pvc covered bench felt cold against my skin as I felt myself pushed onto my back.

*************

The pandemic had brought peoples’ sex lives into sharp focus. All those bi guys, like myself, were suddenly unable to meet. Everything went ‘online.’

When I joined the website it had numerous chat rooms, and it didn’t take long to find my way to the ‘gay/bi’ room. It took some time to get a feel of the way things worked, but after a few weeks I was getting known as a UK visitor to that room.

When I’d filled in a bit more detail on my profile, a guy popped up called Jack, whose profile stated that he was from the same area of the UK as me. Imagine my complete shock when we chatted, and we found ourselves neighbours in the same town only some four miles apart. The coincidence was incredible, but the frustration was also. In normal times we might have met straightaway, however, lockdown prevented that, and it continued for many months more.

Jack was quite a bit older than me. He was in his fifties, I was only thirty one. I’d been married for five years, he was divorced. The ‘getting to know you’ was tempered by discretion, but he told me that he had a small business he ran from home, and that although it had been hit by the pandemic it was limping on.

We got on well, and we were very quickly discussing sex, exchanging experiences, and regretting not being able to meet. All this was done on my tablet in the lounge, while Judith watched her tv soaps in the armchair opposite. It was difficult sometimes when I had to jump offline, but Jack understood that.

He was quite an exciting fella, and he began to send me various photos of himself. He certainly looked great naked, and seemed to have a sizeable cock. Of course I didn’t know if the images were really of him until one evening he asked, ‘Do you want to cam?’

It was pretty impossible for me to do that, so I told him so, but then he suggested I watch him, keeping my tablet ‘on silent.’

This seemed very risky, Judith was only a few feet across the room, but it sowed the seeds, and so next evening I agreed to take the risk.

Trying to show no change in behaviour, I saw Jack appear on my screen sitting naked in a leather office chair. Nervously I glanced at Judith and saw her thoroughly immersed in the storyline on tv.

Jack was smiling as he massaged his cock which was already quite hard. He typed intermittently on a keyboard to one side of him.

‘Like it?’

I typed back, ‘My god it’s big.’

Replying he said, ‘Wait till I fuck you with it!’

‘Do you think that will ever happen? Do you want to?’ I replied knowing the answer.

I saw Jack smiling, and now his cock was fully erect, ‘You bet. Do you want to see me cum?’

Tamely I replied, ‘Please.’

Glancing at Judith again, I tried to control my breathing. My own cock was semi erect so I had my tablet in my lap, covering any bulge in my trousers.

Transfixed I watch Jack stroking his cock. He transferred some saliva onto his hands and rubbed faster. I could tell when he was getting close by the expression on his face. Suddenly in an eruption that could only be described as amazing, a great jet of spunk shot upwards over his chest, followed by another over his knuckles and then several more smaller emissions oozing all over his hand and his balls.

I don’t know how I kept a straight face, I was imagining being able to take all of that in my mouth.

‘You want that?’ he typed.

Jack was trying to type and wipe himself with tissues at the same time.

‘Ohhh yes please,’ I replied.

‘Maybe I can watch you on cam soon?’

‘I’ll try, but it’s difficult,’

Jack waved and as he istanbul travesti switched the cam off he typed, ‘See what you can do, I’d love to watch you.’

When I lay in bed that night, quietly stroking and squeezing myself, I wondered how I could achieve that. No one was going out, me and Judith were like everyone else locked away, working from home.

The opportunity came quicker than expected. Next day Judith had sent for a book from Amazon. As I was online again, around nine thirty she declared that she was going up to bed early to read her book, it was more comfortable there. This was my chance.

Jack was already online so I messaged him saying I could possibly cam.

‘I’d love to see you, but be careful,’ he replied.

I waited until Judith had been upstairs for some time, and I set the tablet up to cam. It was difficult to position it, but I got a coffee table in front of my armchair and adjusted the distance and angle. I couldn’t really undress, but Jack knew that, so as soon as we began our ‘call’ and seeing him naked again, I unzipped myself and took my cock out.

I was on edge and was trying to masturbate and listen for any movement upstairs at the same time. I had a handkerchief ready and when I came I shot my load into it, trying to be as silent as I could.

‘Good boy, good boy,’ Jack typed, and I watched his enormous cock swell and shoot copious amounts of spunk all over his hand once again.

We both seemed to chat most evenings for the next few months right up until lockdown was eased. I’d managed to cam a few more times before it was clear that we might actually meet.

We’d both been vaccinated twice before that happened, and it was in a pub garden, that we met. Jack was much taller and broader than I expected, and although we didn’t shake hands his fists were enormous.

“So what do you think?” he posed the question smiling.

“You look great, better in the flesh.”

He laughed, you want me in the flesh?” he loved innuendo.

We finished our pints, I couldn’t stop that long, I was supposedly out on a long walk. When I said I had to go Jack stood up alongside me.

“That’s my Audi over there, walk me to it.”

I saw the look in his eye and recognised it. Without saying anything I followed.

“Get in,” he instructed, and I obediently got into the passenger seat. I watched as he sat down into the drivers side, and immediately began unzipping himself.

“You wanted this for real didn’t you, let’s see how good you are… in the flesh!”

I looked down at a semi erect cock, one I knew so well from seeing it many times on screen.

“Go on, it won’t bite!”

Nervously I took it in my fingers and it felt warm. Immediately it reacted, I could feel it engorging. I looked around outside. Jack had carefully parked up in a corner of the car park, under a tree and out of sight of the cctv cameras. Lowering my head I took the head between my lips.

“Ahhhhhhh,” he sighed, “mmmmmm, yes go on, take your time.”

As I took the base of his cock in one hand I took him deeper into my mouth. His precum tasted divine, however I was taken aback when he suddenly put his hand on the back of my head and pushed hard. I choked and gagged and tried to lift up, but Jack held me there for a just a couple of seconds more.

I sat up, gasping, with saliva hanging from my mouth.

“Fuck, go steady,” I said, wiping the drool on my sleeve.

“I’m sorry David, it’s been a long time, I won’t do that again, just make me cum.”

Doubtfully I went down on him again, getting him quickly to the point where he was moaning and trying to push his cock upwards.

“I’m gonna cum,” he suddenly said.

With a long groan, his body froze and the gush of semen began. Jerk after jerk of spunk hit the back of my throat, turning into a long pulsing stream.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck,” he was stroking my hair now, “don’t stop, take it all.”

Eventually it subsided and I lifted up, swallowing the last drops.

“Jesus, that felt incredible,” and then in total surprise he leaned forward and kissed me, full on the lips.

“I’ve gotta go, or else there’ll be hell to pay.’ I muttered, “let’s talk online tonight,” As I was reaching for the door handle to step out I realised how stiff I was and how much I wanted to cum too.

Walking up the road Jack tooted and waved as he drove past.

Judith asked if I’d enjoyed my walk, and after quickly pouring myself a glass of water I said that it had been ‘fine.’

‘When can we meet again?’ was the first message from Jack.

‘If you can get away you can come to mine.’

That was an exciting thought. A blow job in a car was one thing, somewhere private, alone was another.

‘It will take some planning,’ I replied, and it did.

The following week Judith wanted to meet her best friend, who she hadn’t seen for almost a year. She agreed to meet her in a restaurant garden. It was in town and so I took her and dropped her off, arranging a time to pick her up again. I had two and istanbul travestileri a half hours and Jack wanted me to go to his.

Jack’s place was on the edge of town, a converted barn with several outbuildings from which he ran his small courier business. He was waiting at the door dressed in a dressing gown, clearly naked underneath. My heart was beating rapidly, as I walked from my car to where he was standing.

“Hello David, I’ve waited a long time for this.”

Not giving me a chance to reply I was gripped by his huge hands and kissed.

“Mmmmmmm, come in, do you want a drink? How long can you stay?”

“I’m ok thanks,” I said … “I’v gotta leave by two ‘o clock.”

“We’ve got nearly two hours then, better not waste anytime then, shall we go upstairs?”

I was being swept along, and I liked it. I followed Jack as he climbed the stairs, and we entered a vast bedroom. The bed was a brass one, placed in front of a floor to ceiling window looking out onto the garden with fields beyond.

“It’s ok, we can see out, no one can see in,” Jack smiled as he untied his dressing gown and let it drop. Naked he sat on the side of the bed and added, “Ok then, get undressed!”

Self consciously I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, Jack was watching intently as I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my trousers. Awkwardly I stepped out of them and took off my socks. Standing in only my boxers, I could feel my cock hardening.

“Mmmmm, go on.”

Dropping my boxers with my cock standing out brought another intent stare from Jack.

“Come here,” he was grinning.

As I got to the bed he stood up, taking me in his arms and kissing me again. I could feel his cock pressing into my belly, and not sure what to do with my hands I reached up around his neck. The kiss lasted ages, both of us open mouthed, tongues exploring, saliva exchanged, until he broke away.

“Kneel on the bed.”

It was a command and he directed me to get on all fours. I was expecting him to fuck me straight away so I said quietly, “Gently please, you’re very big.”

He chuckled as he forced me forwards so that I was leaning on my elbows with my face partly buried in the pillows. Then to my surprise he knelt on the bed behind me and thrust his face between my buttocks.

I must have gasped as his tongue began to lick my balls and then all the way up my ass until he pulled my cheeks apart. The sensation was wonderful, something that was new and thrilling. I moaned as I felt the tip of his tongue probing into me.

I heard him spit and felt his finger gently push inside me, not quickly, but slowly opening me up. When he added a second I found myself relaxing and allowing him to go deeper.

I was just enjoying the whole sensation when he withdrew and I saw him reach for the lube on the bedside table. The sound I heard was familiar, the squelch of jelly and hearing him rub it up and down his shaft behind me, followed by the coldness of his fingers lubricating me.

“You ok?” he asked.

“Yes, slowly please.”

And he was. I felt the pressure of the head of his cock against my opening. One of his hands gripped my hip, his other guided his cock. Very gently he pushed, then pulled back, then pushed again. I exhaled as he slipped just inside me and stopped.

I heard him sigh with brief satisfaction.

“Ok?” he asked again.

“Yes,” I whispered, holding my breath.

And then he pushed again, all the way.

“Ohhhh fuck!” my voice was masked by a gasp of surprise.

I felt his hairy thighs up against my ass cheeks as he held his cock deep inside me.

“You ready David, I won’t be able to stop until I cum?”

“Yes, go on, please, I’m ok.”

And it began, at first the slow thrusting, the moans of pleasure from Jack as he got more and more excited. The moans got louder, and his fucking became more intense. Harder and harder he thrust until I heard him grunt.

“I’m gonna cum….god I’m cumming,” he gasped.

Suddenly he thrust right into me, holding himself there, and I felt the first jerk as he began to ejaculate inside me. His hands were gripping my hips tightly, he was pulsing again and again. Finally with one last long groan he withdrew and almost fell onto the bed beside me. Still on all fours I looked down at him and smiled. I could feel his spunk oozing out of me..running down the inside of my thighs.

“Kiss me David,” he said and I lowered my head beside him and we kissed. While he was kissing me softly I felt his fingers find my cock. I was not far off myself, his stimulation of my prostate had sent me to the edge.

“Careful Jack, I’m close.”

With a quiet chuckle he shifted and shuffled down the bed taking me in his mouth. In a couple of seconds I was emptying myself down his throat. There was a satisfied, “Mmmmmmm,” as he swallowed and then finally shuffling back up the bed to relax beside me.

“That was all I expected, it’s been a long time coming,” he said.

“It has, it was great, but I can’t stop long.”

“No, travesti istanbul I know,” he replied, “but just look at this.”

He reached over and grabbed a tv remote from the bedside table. Pressing a couple of buttons, the screen on the wall opposite lit up. There were a few seconds of flashing lights and then the appearance of Jack, lying on the very same bed masturbating.

“Remember?”

Of course I did, I’d watched him wanking and cumming many times over lockdown.

“Yes, exciting times,” I laughed, and then I stopped laughing. The clip ended and moved on. Suddenly the image was me, in my lounge looking slightly nervous, but masturbating too.

“Jesus, you recorded them?”

“Yes,” Jack said, “I couldn’t resist, I watched them over many times.”

“How many? Fuck, you’ve got to delete them.”

“It’s ok, I won’t put them online, but I bet your wife would be shocked if she saw them.”

Jack laughed, but a chill ran through me, was there just a hidden glint in his eyes?

“Jesus, if she saw that, it would be the end… god Jack I never realised you were recording us.”

Jack said nothing, but fast forwarded to another clip. This time it wasn’t me, it was another guy doing exactly the same thing as me.

“How many did you do this online with Jack?”

“Oh…only a few… you know how it was during lockdown, everyone was so horny.”

I was nervous now, and he knew it, the intimacy of the past half an hour had evaporated.

“I’ve gotta go Jack, if I get caught there’ll be hell to pay.”

Rather too quickly I shot up from the bed and hurriedly dressed. Jack put his dressing gown back on and followed me downstairs.

“We’ll do this again soon I hope,” he said as he opened the front door, “maybe we can get a few of those other guys together.”

Again the look on his face was different, this was a very different guy to the one who’d been so caring as he fucked me upstairs.

When I picked Judith up at the restaurant I was hoping my guilt wasn’t showing. I was wishing I’d stayed to shower at Jack’s, I could still sense the odour of sex on me, however I needn’t have worried as Judith was excited about meeting her friend after so long.

That evening I went online and Jack was there as usual. The messages began and at first all appeared to be normal until he brought up the subject of his video clips.

‘Did my suggestion about the other guys frighten you David?’

I tried to be non committal, ‘No, not really, it’s something that I’ve never done, group stuff.’

‘Well if you can get away I can arrange something?’

Jack knew I was prevaricating.

‘Yes… it depends when it is, you mean several guys?’

‘Indeed, I’ve got a few who are interested in you?’

‘How do you mean, how come they’re interested in me?’

I went cold, I knew what was coming.

‘When they saw you wanking they thought you looked good.’

‘You’ve showed them?’

‘Yes.’

The fact that he didn’t offer any excuse compounded my dread.

‘You promised.’ Anxiously, I wanted to get out of this completely.

‘I know, but I’m sure you understand. I’d probably never show your wife.’

I was panicking now, ‘What do you mean, probably?’

‘I mean, if we all have fun together it doesn’t arise.’

‘All? Fun? Together?’

‘Yes, my little circle of friends.’

‘No. Please. I’m not really keen on this.’

My stomach was in my throat.

‘Let’s say you can opt out after you’ve tried it once. Let me know when you can meet at mine again, I’d want you to stop a lot longer than today.’

I didn’t reply straightaway, I knew I was being forced, I guess it was feeling a bit like blackmail.

Eventually I typed, ‘Ok,’ and nothing else.

‘Let me know soon.’

When I told Jack I had to go, he knew very well I wasn’t going to cooperate willingly, and so for the next couple of days I was given ‘reminder’ messages.

It was the weekend when Judith told me that a group of her friends were getting together mid week to celebrate one of their birthdays. I knew that if I was to get Jack off my back I’d better get his group meeting out of the way and this seemed to be the opportunity.

When I messaged him he seemed pleased, and so the time was fixed for me to be at his place for eight ‘o clock in the evening.

I should have realised when I parked up outside his house that the minibus nearby was significant.

“I’m glad you made it David… good boy.”

Jack was wearing his dressing gown once again.

“Come in, we’re going out to the annexe tonight, I have a studio there, I call it a studio, it’s actually a ‘playroom.”

He smiled as he led me through the kitchen and out into the garden. The annexe was a small building with very few windows. Through a couple of them I could see the light from inside. As we got through the large door, we entered a room with a log burner and a couple of leather sofas. On the far side was another door, old, with large wrought iron hinges. It was warm, even hot from the log burner, unusual for it to be lit in summertime.

“Get undressed David.”

The instruction took me by surprise, while I was looking around taking in the surroundings.

“Everyone’s waiting!”

‘Everyone?” I asked.

Jack chuckled, “I told you it was a group.”

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