Island diary 5: Sex in the Woods

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Island diary 5: Sex in the Woods

What seemed to be a leisurely holiday on a tiny island turned into a completely unexpected adventure full of hot sex. I went there as a decent married man and came back as a gay slut.

You can read the 5 parts of this diary separately, but in the correct order you can read along with the events as they actually happened. Thanks again to LarryInSeattle for editing.

28 April

Our holiday is almost coming to an end. On the 30th we’ll go back home again. What has happened to me in recent weeks is unbelievable. I think people who read this diary will say it’s all made up. That doesn’t matter much to me. I thoroughly enjoyed it and people can think of it whatever they want to think.

I expected to spend the last few days of vacation quietly on the beach, but I’m not sure if that will really work. This afternoon I was having lunch with M and Jeff, when the taxi brought a new group of guests. Jeff and I were immediately extra interested when we saw that there were four men. They also unloaded a lot of stuff that looked like technical instruments. It turned out to be a team of surveyors. They started making measurements in the forest next to our resort, and the height and gradient of the dirt road.

Jeff already had a chat with them, and told me they would stay two nights in the family bungalow next to ours. I said that sounded interesting, but I could never visit them at night. Jeff only smiled naughty.

29 April

The last full day on the island. We’ll have a goodbye dinner with our friend here, but no other Belek travesti obligations. We returned from a beach walk when Jeff showed up. He said it was really interesting to see the four guys at work, with their high tech instruments. M preferred to go to the bungalow. I said I had to change, but according to Jeff that was not necessary because there were no other people around there.

I followed Jeff through the forest to the place where the four were working. “Look, there’s Jeff with the surprise he promised us last night,” one of them shouted.

“Hey, that’s a nice surprise indeed, man,” the others laughed. “What can we do with him?”

“Whatever you want to,” Jeff replied.

Before I realized what was happening they had already pulled my lungi from my waist. They yelled and laughed. I tried to get it back, but they threw it from one to another. so that I was always just too late.

They really thought I was trying to resist, and that obviously turned them on. I stood there with my hands over my cock, as if I didn’t want to show myself completely. One of them shouted that he wanted to see everything. Two others then came up to me, grabbed me and led me to a tree. They tied my hands together behind the tree with a measuring tape. Then they took all the time to look at me quietly. I couldn’t hide my excitement. My cock rose with small jerks.

The guy who had my lungi then came to me and ordered me to get on my knees. After I did what he wanted, he wrapped the lungi around my head like a blindfold. It made my cock even harder than it already was.

For a few minutes nothing Belek travestileri happened, but then I felt the first cock touching my lips. I opened them and licked the cockhead. I could hear a soft moan. Then the pressure on my lips increased and the cock was shoved deeper in my mouth. It went out and in gently for a while, till two hands grabbed my head and with a firm push, the rod disappeared entirely in my mouth. The cockhead bumped against my throat. The owner of the cock then started to fuck wilder and wilder and finally shot his cum directly in my throat. I coughed when he pulled back, and streams of cum dripped through my beard.

A second cock then entered my mouth. This one was more passive so I used the pressure of my lips and the movements of my head to get the owner to heaven. When that finally happened, he shook so wildly that his cock slipped out of my mouth and his cum jets landed on my face.

“Who’s next?” I heard Jeff ask.

“Can we share him?”

“Of course. You can do whatever you want.”

My hands were untied. I had to get up and get down on my knees a little further away, with my hands resting on the ground. My lungi was still wrapped around my head so I couldn’t see anything and after a few moments my wrists were tied back together.

For a while nothing happened. But then, at exactly the same moment, I felt something pressing against my lips and something pressing against my arse. The pressure was slowly increased on both sides. Little by little, two cocks slid inside me at the same time. They gently moved back and forth a little.

Suddenly I felt Travesti belek two hands grabbing my hips from behind, while two other hands grabbed my head from the front. With a heavy boost, both poles were pushed inwards to their full length. A heavenly feeling as if they attempted to touch each other in the middle of my body. The cock in my mouth was up to my throat, but I was so turned on by now that I had no problem taking it. A few minutes of hard fucking started and finally ended with two big loads, shot almost together in me from both ends.

My hands were released again, I had to get up and was pulled along by one of the men. A little further on, he pushed my back against a tree and tied my hands behind the trunk. Then my lungi was removed and I saw that I was standing at the edge of the forest, right next to the road. The four men’s juices dripped off my face and down my legs. They leisurely made and drank coffee while I stood there on display. Every now and then a moped passed by, the driver of which hardly dared to look.

After the guys had finished their coffee, they released me and walked back towards the resort. One was carrying my lungi; I could not do anything other than just follow them. I started to get a bit afraid that they would make me walk naked to our bungalow. I dare to dare a lot, but that would be a step too far. I told this to Jeff, who immediately told the four that it was enough now. I got my lungi back and wrapped it around my waist. Then I walked to the sea to clean myself, and then to our bungalow as if nothing had happened.

30 April

Back home, after an exciting month on an island where everyone says there is nothing to do. But I know better now. Here at home I had to get started right away. The pump of the septic tank overflow pit no longer works. A nice job to get used to the daily routine here again. Just a little smelly.

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