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My last Gay experience

... he spots the strap on and there's this greedy look in his eye. "Do you want it up your ass?" Sandra asks, "You do, don't you you naughty boy!" "No, no, leave me alone, it's too big!" Lionel protested. "Here you are," Al says and chucks the pot of Vaseline on the bed. "Ooh look," Sandra says as she flips the top off and hands it to Lionel, "Go on then," she says. "No!" Lionel says. "Take it dry then," I says. "No no," he says and he starts sticking his fingers in the pot and smearing it around the strap on's cock. "Ready?" Sandra says. "No!" Lionel says. "Fancy a beer?" Al says, "I can't watch." "No," I agreed, "Beer sounds good, Flying Horse?" "No, cool box in the van," he said. We went down and there was a couple of tins of Lidle own brand beer, tastes like cats piss, not that I drink cats piss but its like you expect cats piss to taste. "Agggghh," we heard someone shout. Tony taps the window, "Better get inside see what's on," he says. "Right," I says. "Agghhhhh!" he wails again and we legs it up the stairs. "Fucking hell!" I shouted, there was Lionel in his stockings and suspenders kneeling and bending over the end of the bed with a huge black strap on cock shoved in his ass hole and stretching his ...

... ring beyond all reason, but that's not the best bit, on the end of the strap on was Sandra strapped up and behind Sandra was Desmond, it took a moment but suddenly I realised that not only was he groping Sandra's tits but he had his cock up her ass as well and both were forcing the huge black plastic cock up Lionel's ass. "Agggghhhh," Lionel screamed and as we watched the whole fucking monster sank deep into Lionel's ass, "Ugggghhhhh." "Poor bastard!" I commented. "He's just cum you prat, he's fucking loving it!" Al said and I looked and there was all this grey cum glistening on the bed. "Yuck!" I said, and I shivered, "You sure this was a good idea?" I asked. "Don't know," Al replied "How else would Sandra make two hundred quid for an hour's work?" I nodded, "Seen enough?" I asked. "Far too much!" Al laughed, "When you're ready Sandra, we'll be in the van." I ain't saying we cured them but Sandra had a regular booking round their place for weeks after that, and that was my first Gay experience, and last if I has anything to do with it. Previously called My First Gay experience but quite honestly fuck that for an idea once is too times too many An excerpt from my biograohy the legend of Johnno Althwaite.