Fantasy Island – The Final Day [Bi] [anal] [Fdom] [Msub]

Sunday, I can hardly believe it. The day was planned as a free for all where the men were encouraged to take advantage of the last day of being able to have sex with other men in a safe environment. What a fantastic service, really. I had no idea I would end up being the top pet and getting all the spoils of the title. A far more personalised and intimate experience than I could have imagined. I had one more night with Charlotte. Be still her beating heart, along with mine.

I went and sat in a chair by the window. A cool breeze was passing through. We had been blessed with beautiful weather, high upon on a hill overlooking the water. Little other signs of life though there were plenty of fishing boats. I took in what I could because by 9 am tomorrow morning, the harem would depart. Could I live here? Perhaps. It was not financial motivation but I yearned for a slower pace of life and it could be found here despite the frenetic view of an orgy environment. You could hear the house waking up as men took showers, had breakfast and engaged in lively conversation with one another. The talk today revolved around what would happen post-program.

Fantasy Island Day 6 [Bi] [Femdom] [MSub] [oral]

Here comes the weekend!

I felt the lovemaking stain on the bottom sheet and as the morning sun started to flood the room, I looked on at the woman next to me, still oblivious to her surroundings. Not a spot of makeup. Peachy cheeks, full lips and long lashes with a few freckles here and there. Cute by definition. I was going to miss her a lot. I could feel the tears welling up and tried to think about the day ahead. It was going to be my turn to take part of the masculine sex games the others had been getting up to.

I have heard about the “Put The Tongue On The Dick” game. Where the men were in a line, flaccid (or some were stiff, depending on how aroused you were). One man kept score, the other was blindfolded and encouraged to go down the line. Fondle penis and balls. Use tongue and mouth to explore. As he went down the line, the erections began to pile up. Once he had guessed, the next person would be picked and the line would rearrange. It always ended up in a blow job orgy. That idea saw my cock grow stiff as I pottered about the room. I decided to escape for some fresh air and to join the guys for breakfast.

Fantasy Island Day 5 [Bi] [MF] [MM] [MMF] [Fdom] [Msub]

As I woke, there was relatively silence bar the tick-tock of a clock in the room. Friday. Really?

I was beginning to panic about having to leave the island and go back to real life. My job was stressing me out. I was lonely. I was sick of family expectations. Here, I could be myself and I found myself deeply bound to the woman next to me. She had my balls tied up in ropes and inserted a metal rod into my dick. Did it hurt? Just a pinch. I remember going for a pee on her in the shower and there was only a slight sting. When I woke up in the morning, I did before she roused and stood before the toilet. Morning wood meant aiming was a little difficult. Without any pain, I pissed into the bowl and smiled.

Fantasy Island Day 4 [Fdom] [Msub] [MF] [oral] [mast]

The shackles were off. Mistress immediately drew me towards the bed. I felt the vortex of insanity as I sat on the edge of the bed when she wrapped her lips around my cock.

This wet tongue and the seriously wicked lashings as she took my entire length into her throat. She did cough just a little before releasing me and focussing on the tip of my penis whilst her hand manipulated my shaft. Yes, it was what I wanted but how was one to act in this scenario? She expertly sucked me off, and I felt my balls retract. At that moment, I pulled out of her mouth and promptly shot a pissing stream of cum all over her tits. She giggled.

*“Paul, I could sense some uncertainty about what was to happen there. But I am a bit iffy about blow jobs. I prefer not to have cum in my mouth, bad prior experiences and all. So I am glad you sensed my discomfort. I do not normally deep throat either.”*

*“I know. I don’t know what I did to deserve a blow job though.”*

Fantasy Island Day 3 [Fdom] [Msub] [Str8] [MF]

I rolled over and saw the clock. 4 am. Instinct saw me put my arms around the woman next to me so I could spoon her. I did just that then immediately recoiled, fearing the repercussions. She was not my girlfriend. She was a mistress who ran an island resort in Australia with the sole purpose of pitting heteroflexible men against one another for a week of sexual activity between her, her friends and each other. I had won the prize as the top pet and it was my first night in her bed. Boundaries were blurred. She was roused

*“Paul, why did you just flinch then?”*

*“Sorry, Mistress. I just didn’t want to step on any toes. It has not been that long since my last relationship and I miss the companionship. Physical intimacy.”*

*“I am not concerned at all, Pet. Rules of the house are, if you are in bed with me, you can treat me like a girlfriend until 9 am. Maybe I need to write it down in the paperwork we give you. You are not the first man to freak out thinking I didn’t want physical intimacy. I do. I get lonely out here sometimes. Besides…your cock is stirring.”*

Fantasy Island Day 2 [Fdom] [Msub] [MMF] [Bi]

Afterwards, I was exhausted. But I admit, I felt a bit special and so did Nathan. We shared Cheshire Cat smiles on the way back to our room and once we got back there, we were whispering in the dark.

*“Can you believe we just did that? I can’t. I never in a million years imagined I would suck another man’s cock in front of others. But it was not like the other guys were paying attention. Fucking hell, talk about hedonistic.”*

*“I know. I cannot believe it either. I am feeling a lot better about tomorrow. Did the rest all cum when they had their turn?”*

*“Yes. There was one guy who I seriously thought was going to overtake us but he just managed to eke out an orgasm. Mistress seems to have her ways and means and I do wonder what she has in store for us tomorrow. Do we get to sleep in the same bed as her?”*

*“I hope so, but is it big enough for three people?”*

*“Anything is possible, Paul. Think best we kip now.”*

A weird feeling that day Pt.2 …. [Str8] [mast] [Mdom] [Msub] – where [M] is mentioned is a placement for he/his

In a weird way I was turned on and played in my mind ideas of being quiet and being ‘the bitch’. I sort of had an idea of why the feminine loves being dominated so much.

So, like the little bitch I felt within, I continued to walk around and carry out their work. I felt like a little play thing walking around being told what to do, when they hardly spoke a word, that alpha presence just made feel so submissive.

After a few moments, of silence we had general chit chat and the topic of girls came up.

Just the way [M] mentioned how [M] would go about treating girls put me in awe. From not answering calls, or hanging up on their calls, doing what [M] wants to do whenever [M] wants to do, and still being able to have girls around was mind blowing to me.

Like what would keep this girls around a douce like this. But I know knew why, girls have a thing for aloof guys. There is just a need to be in presence of a brutish alpha male.

A weird feeling that day Pt.1 …. [Str8] [mast] [Mdom] [Msub] – where [M] is mentioned is a placement for he/his

It was a usual mundane day for me, where I despised getting up early for my job and not looking forward to the overwhelming day ahead of me. Taking the B.S of the day, and in some ways just feeling bearly afloat. However that day, was where I really questioned my manhood.

I gave a call to a colleague to figure there whereabouts but – no response.

(Loud rumble coming from the distance)

couple minutes after they strutted in like nothing phased them. After having brought this up, it seemed like I wasn’t being taken serious, I just ignored it and moved on.

Over the course of the day, I tried to push and prod in a encouraging way for my colleague to pull their weight. However, I truly was to find that day who was the alpha.

After realising this colleague was not able to carry out what was required efficiently I offered to help, and take some of the workload.

A couple of minutes in after helping them, my colleague walked past me making eye contact with me, saying ‘thanks you little bitch’.

Fantasy Island [Fdom] [Msub] [MF/MM] [Bi]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long-term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

#Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex-girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight to Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required? Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

A Confused Party [MF] [Msub] [Fdom]

It was time to sit back for a while and prepare for a birthday party that came up
sooner than I had imagined. The party was Minnie’s fortieth birthday. The theme was Confused.
Minnie wanted the women to turn up looking like men and the men to turn up looking like
women. I thought the *“men turning into women”* thing was going to be most interesting. When
she sent the invites out, half the crew burst out laughing and the other half looked worried about
their sexuality. She cornered those in the latter group.

*“How is this any different to any other party we have? We theme these things all the time. It is
only a bit of fun. It does not mean you are gay or whatever. I don’t allow shitty thoughts like that
and neither does your hostess, Ms KT. You may even find yourself turned on.”*

A couple of months in the planning and the evening was here. I was looking forward to a wee
blow out of sorts. Jonquil was with me. At age thirteen, she was getting very tall and in fact, she
was already taller than me. Only just though and she looked the same as I did when I was her
age, with her skin just one hue darker.