I mentioned this experience in a comment on someone’s story about fuck and go sex, and was then contacted by a couple of people asking if I would write up my experience, so here it is! This would have been about 7-8 years ago. At the time I was in my 40s and enjoying quite an active period. Work meant I was travelling all over the UK and abroad, setting my own schedules and dictating my own workpace so it was very easy to arrange to meet with men whenever the urge took me. I had got in touch with a guy in a gay chat room who was looking for fun at his home. He was in a long term relationship with his partner but they both enjoyed other men as well. I will call the chap I was talking to Charles (not his true name) , and just refer to his partner Slave, for the simple reason that I never learnt his name or indeed ever spoke to him! Slave was a total submissive slut and kinky as hell. He was into bondage, leather, breath control and almost anything you can think of that involved him being used, humiliated or punished in some way. His ultimate fetish though was to be tied up, blindfolded, gagged and fucked by total strangers. Obviously this was not something that they could enter into lightly as there was quite a lot of risk involved, so they had developed a process whereby Charles would invite someone over for some fun and, if they seemed OK they would then go on to use Slave. It didn’t take long before he asked me if I would like to come over to their place. Arriving at their neat semi detached House there was nothing from the outside to suggest this was a sordid den of vice, and likewise Charles seemed very pleasant and down to earth. He was average height and build, probably In his late 40s. His dark hair was obviously dyed but I had no idea what the original colour was as he was totally smooth and hairless everywhere else. I could tell this because he was wearing a silky dressing gown which he had not bothered to close. His cut cock was hanging limply and his balls were large and tasty looking. There were no formalities as he leant in and gave me a hello kiss on the mouth which, once he felt my lips opening at his touch, turned into a tongue swirling snog. When we broke off he pulled me through to the living room where he quickly undressed me, saving the removal of my tight hipster briefs for last. He knelt in from of me, breathing in the scent of my cock through the material. I was already hard after the wonderful kiss at the door, so he had a clear outline of my swollen prick through the tight material which he traced with his lips and tongue to my great pleasure. With my encouragement he also drew his teeth over the material, squeezing my cock in a delicious fashion, which made me cry out in pleasure and try to pull my briefs down for more direct attention. Not surprisingly considering his partners like he was quite dominant and pulled my hands away, returning to his worship of my cock through the material. Only when I began to become concerned that I might shoot my load into my shorts did he relent and allow me to pull them off and finally release my rock hard cock fully. He in turn discarded the dressing gown and we lay down on the sofa, squashed together with our arms around each other for more deep, forceful kissing. His prick was also hard now, pressing against me as our bodies mashed together. I was feeling incredibly horny and was pleased therefore when he broke off from our kiss to push me towards his cock. I knelt on the floor at the side of the sofa so that I could kiss, lick and bite my way down his body, making extra time to bite and pull on his nipples to his obvious pleasure. Finally my tongue worked its was to the tip of his cock, the smell of his sex musty and inviting. I continued past it though, licking down until I reached his smooth ball sac. Here is really felt the benefit of my tongue and lips as I sucked, kissed and licked him, making him bellow and his cock jump in excitement, Finally I rewarded him with the tip of my tongue, running it very slowly up the shaft. He was watching me so I kept eye contact as I worked my way up, ensuring I was depositing lots of saliva on him, leaving a glistening trail of lust. When I reached the base of the glans I took is prick in my hand so that I could pull him forward and give the whole helmet an even more thorough licking. His bellows were now cries of lust, and as I finally touched my lips to that swollen skin he could only groan out a breathless “oh yes”. His cock tasted as delicious as it looked and I was pleased to find that he was a leaker, with lots of tasty pre cum as an appetiser for the main course. I worked him hard, taking my time to take him deep into my throat, then pulling out for some faster action with my lips and tongue working him. We continued in this fashion for a few more minutes before he asked me to swap. As I stood he sat up and grabbing hold of my equally rampant cock, pulled it back to his mouth for more sucking. In response to my begging and with one foot on the sofa to allow him better access he thoroughly licked and pulled on my balls. Again I was enjoying the moment when he broke off and told me “ Its time. Upstairs, through the closed door. Make sure you fuck him hard and rough, don’t show any mercy”. With that he lay back and left me to it to find my way. At the top of the landing as promised all the doors were open apart from one.. One walking in there was quite a sight to behold. Slave was bent over the end of a bed, totally naked, his arse pointing directly towards me in the doorway. Given his position it was difficult to judge much about him other than to say he was average height, a little on the pudgy side and completely hairless. The bed itself was a sort of modern four poster with 4 thick wooden posts and a heavy wooden frame running all the way round the top. It was obvious why it had been chosen as there were various straps, ropes and loops attached all over the place. Slave was shackled in place, with chains around his feet from the bedpost, and an iron bar fixed between his ankles to prevent him closing his legs. In front his arms were stretched out on the bed to rope ties which were secured either side of the headboard, Over his eyes he had a black blindfold, held in place by the leather straps of a ball gag which circled his head. As I walked into the room he heard me, and his head lifted as he tried to turn around and gauge where I was. The most arresting sight though was the black butt plug that was jammed into his arse, with just the base showing between his arse cheeks. I already knew from speaking to Charles online what they wanted so didn’t speak to the tethered victim. Instead I walked over to inspect him. At the touch of my hand on his buttock he flinched and and let out a muffled gasp. I touched the butt plug and gave it an experimental twist. This brought a much deeper groan from the other end. Encouraged I gave his cheek a light spank. In the silent room the slap sounded much louder than expected and he let out a muffled grunt of pain and pleasure. I had intended just doing the deed as discussed With Charles, but now that I had slave pinned down at my mercy I decided to give him a little treat. I therefore started spanking him, slapping one arse cheek, than pausing and counting to a random number before dishing out an eaqually hard slap to the other. Each slap made his body spasm and he let out out a cry of some sort through the gag. In between I could sense him twitching with anticipation of the next blow, and enjoyed stretching it out, but then administering several hard slaps one after the other. Much as I was enjoying this, as it was making me as horny as hell, my cock was still rock hard and desperately needing some attention. There was a tub of lube on a table at the side of the bed and I squeezed some out and massaged it into my hot, swollen helmet and shaft, working it in as I grasped the butt plug and pulled it free. Slave let out a bellow at this sudden loss but I did not give him long to wait as, throwing the plug onto the bed I pulled his arse cheeks wide to expose his hole before pushing my cock into him. Although he was easy to penetrate my prick was thicker and longer than the plug, so there was still a little noise and wriggling from slave as I pushed my full length into him until my hips were pressed against his arse. I could feel the tightness of his muscles squeezing my shaft, and see his arse twitching as he began to enjoy the fullness. Putting my hands on either side of his hips I began pumping my cock into him, There was no gentleness: this was fucking. With each thrust he shouted something out or just bellowed, be from how hard he was pushing back onto me it was clear that he was loving this roughness. I was already so turned on that I knew I would not last too long so, to try and prolong my fun I occasionally pulled my cock the whole way out and waiting for two or three beats before ramming it back in as deep as ever. Each of these trusts was met with an even louder cry from him and, inevitably, I reached a point where I could not hold back any longer. As I shot my load of cum into his hole I kept my cock pressed firmly into him, getting as deeply into him as I could. His shouts turned into deep, guttural groans as I unloaded into him and continued as I remained inside him for a few moments afterwards. Eventually I pulled my still semi prick out of him and, just as I had been asked, pushed the butt plug back in to ensure none of my spunk escaped onto the floor. With that I turned and walked out of the door and downstairs to where Charles was laid on the sofa, playing with his cock. As I came in he asked how much I had liked it. I truthfully told him it had been very horny, and his partner certainly could take a hard pounding. As I was talking Charles sat up and, as I was standing only a few inches from him, leaned over and took my cock in his mouth. There was still cum smeared all over it and Charles took great pleasure in licking all this off before milking me for any remaining drops. As he did this he continued to play with his cock, wanking furiously until he shot his own load onto his stomach and hands, his dep groan of ecstasy muffled just like that of his partner, but this time the gag was my cock. After all this I recovered my clothes and dressed and Charles put his dressing gown on, which this time he fastened with the belt. On seeing me out I asked if he was going upstairs to release his other half. He just laughed and said “oh no, he can bloody well wait. I am going to have a cup of tea and then see about giving him his punishment for being such a slutty little whore”. This was one of several encounters I had with this couple. Each session followed much the same pattern until I had left the bedroom, but , sometimes when I was feeling particularly horny the session afterwards continued for a bit longer and turned into one or both of us getting to taste a fresh load of the others cum. I was under no illusion that I was the only person they played out this scenario with and this was pretty confirmed on one memorable occasion when Charles arranged for three of us to visit them at once. However as I wrote about this initial encounter in a lot more detail than I intended I will save that to share with you another time soon.