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Descent to Depravity

Copyright© 2024 by BoroBoy

Chapter 1

True Story Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A married man goes further than he has before with other men. A journey that gets out of control. Content Warning: Although there is no underage acts depicted in this story, it does allude to events in the past that are not described.

Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma   Ma/mt   Mult   Reluctant   Gay   BiSexual   True Story   Cheating   DomSub   Group Sex   Anal Sex   First   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Water Sports   Public Sex  

I am a man in my fifties. I am married. My first sexual experiences were with an older man in the 1980s. I am not going to go into that here, just to say I was sucking his cock. I gave it up after a while as I hated the idea of being gay, and I really wanted to be with a girl.

Many years later I got my girl, well actually a wife. The other big change was the internet which became a big part of my life when I was in my thirties. This inevitably led to the discovery of websites that allowed you to meet and connect and the draw of once again having cock in my mouth after many years became too strong to resist.

So for the past twenty years, when the urge has been strong and I have had time alone I have sought out other men to give their cock the attentions of my mouth. That was always as far as it went, although I would occasionally imagine more.

This story is about an event that happened just over a year ago now, and one that led me into a deeper journey that simultaneously thrilled and scared me. At the time I posted about what happened on a gay internet forum as a kind of blog, but I plan on making them into a series of stories to post here.

Last May on the bank holiday we had for the Kings coronation I had the opportunity to go out on my own. I got on my hookup app and soon had the interest of a mature top couple, and after a few messages I was driving to their home to suck them both.

I was directed to a street in a small new build estate on the edge of a village. Knowing which car to look out for, one of the men approached and directed me to their house.

They were both older than myself, I would say late fifties/early sixties, but were both slim and quite fit looking. I was asked if I would be ok being hooded and plugged. I’d never done anything like that before but my sub brain was already kicking in and I said yes without really thinking about it. Once I had agreed they were quite forceful in telling me to undress.

Once I was naked I had a rough hood put over my head. It wasn’t tight fitting so it wasn’t too scary but there was only a large hole for my mouth and i couldn’t see anything while wearing it.

I was told to kneel and get on all fours. I felt a cold slippy feeling around my bum and felt a buttplug being pushed in. I’d never been plugged before but it went in quite easily and I felt quite excited by it.

I was then told to straighten up but remain kneeling and I was aware of a cock in front of my mouth demanding my attention. I went straight to it. Hands and mouth. Taking it deep, sucking hard. I started to hear lots of verbal abuse which motivated me more onto that beautiful large and hard cock and I received a good throat fucking and took his load deep without tasting.

I could feel hands caressing my balls from underneath and behind and was aware that I had quite an erection myself. They were talking to each other about me. Calling me a slut and a little whore. They said I wanted fucking. I didn’t say no. I just remained quiet and at their service.

The plug was removed and I felt the cock at my hole. I was extremely nervous and worried about embarassing myself. The cock pushed in a long way helped by the lube left by the plug and I was being fucked for the first time in my life, many decades after tasting that first cock. Bare cock in my ass taking what he wanted. I was his slut and his cock whore and I loved it. Why had I waited so long?

He came inside me, and soon the hood was removed and they suddenly became polite company offering refreshments. I was stunned at what had just happened and the sudden change of mood. Feeling embarrassed and with a creeping awareness of cum inside me, I gave them my thanks and left.

That drive back home was one of very mixed emotions. What had I done? Could I have caught HIV? Was I filmed, as I didn’t see what was happening. This was counterpointed by the memory of the cock in my hole, and the names they called me in my ears. I was a little slut and I was smiling.


I shall hopefully continue this as it was the start of what I now call my mad year. Please let me know if you would like me to continue...

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