Descent to Depravity
Copyright© 2024 by BoroBoy
Chapter 8
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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 had two completely opposite reactions to what had happened in the woods. On one side my inner slut was driven and I was sucking even more cock at cruising spots without Daddy, and yet I was also struck by personal negativity.
I wast disgusted by what I had done. Taking piss in my face and letting it run in and out of my mouth. I was a worthless person. However I did feel valued in that moment. Receiving. Taking whatever comes. It was making me very confused and unstable.
As we hit the one year anniversary of that first fucking in May, I reflected on the past year’s journey and where it had taken me.
In recent weeks I had been far more willing to have my cock sucked when cruising, although my preference was still to be the cocksucker. I think the reason was because I could picture that student sucking me, and remembering that I was his first.
I’ve never been able to cum when receiving oral. I’m not sure why this is, as I always get a guy shooting down my throat when I suck them. It was something else that I needed to understand about myself. I suppose it was telling that I got more pleasure from making another man cum, than cumming myself.
As May brought with it the sunshine I found myself more and more at cruising spots with and without Daddy. They were starting to get more busy with new faces. I would not only now get on my knees to suck a few cocks, but I would occasionally get fucked while others watched. This ended with me being fucked hard over a car bonnet one afternoon by a guy in his 40s. It was very exposed which just made it more exciting.
I was a whore. I was a slut. But I was also so depressed. I was up and down all the time and not in a good way. I just didn’t know which way to turn.
I decided to take a step back from it all for a while. To see if I could resist the call and spend some proper healthy time in the sun to restore my balance and maybe my dignity.