You only joined lpsg 3hrs ago. How many walks did you have in that time
lol I’ve been reading for months without having joined as a member, thought I’d better finally sign up
My man, if you have time to chat, you have time to write. Chop chop story boy
Soon, it's written. Just need to spell and grammar check. Which I'm not great at bit I do my best lol
Chapter 44: Harry
After checking the obvious places at home, Gérard then assumed he had left his wallet at work.
It was the first thing he did when he got to work on Monday. Again, it wasn't in the obvious places, so he decided to take a better look before people started coming in. It puzzled him, but just assumed now it was definitely at home. Still didn't think it was stolen.
Harry was on the later shift to close up, and both worked in the gym from 2pm until between 5pm to 7pm, just when Gérard gets wrapped up. Things never get awkward between the 2, as things are never discussed in person. It's like these parties never happen.
For Harry, he doesn't want reminded. Because he's blind folded, it's easy for him to forget as he can't really see what's going on and who is doing what. He can tell from the stubble when it's a guy kissing him and doesn't kiss back. But other than that, he can't tell. Each time, he pictures someone like Jennifer Lawrence sucking his dick. He also enjoys the fact that he is the main attraction at the party, and no guy can compare. This is why Gérard controls how much he can do at the parties. He thinks Gérard prevents him from having sex at the parties, as once they get the taste for the big dick, Gerards won't be enough for them anymore.
But in reality, Gérard knows Harry is getting plenty of sex and is railing him back in. Not only that, but pushes the boundaries. Harry's dick size is always talked about around town, and women all want to try it. And Harry obliges.
When Harry's blindfolded, it hypes his other senses. He hears everyone around him, and all the moaning turns him on. The touch sensation increases a lot too. A gentle lip on the nipple sends him wild. The tongue that then moves down as the lips that kiss the tip of his cock before they slide down it. But in alot of cases as he enjoys his surroundings, a wet load splashes on him, usually the chest. He knows what it is and it's such a turn off for him. But Gérard knows this. He doesn't let him enjoy to much and other guys have the same memo.
Harry also thinks that no one knows its him at the parties. The mask hides his identity. But doesn't realise that his dick is unique and makes him more identifiable.
Like every man, he loved sex and because he had no issues getting it, he had alot of it.
He grew up in Fintona with 2 brothers and 2 sisters. His dad was a football coach and mum was a stay at home. Fitness is in his genes and started playing football from a young age and so did his brothers. He was the star player at school and his team. It was his passion. He lives and breathes sports. When he finished school, he went on to uni to study Sport and Exercise Sciences. This was when he really started hitting the gym and worked out properly. He was learning about diet and nutrition and how it goes hand in hand with exercise. He practiced this and with alot of hard work, he was able to bulk up and build his muscles. He was always well toned when he was younger but this was the his ideal physique.
When he finished Uni, he went from gym to gym working until he started working with Gérard. Gérard give him more responsibilities and they worked together on expanding the gym, and it was successful. He was high in demand and he was able to get results. His education meant that he could get anyone to their goal. He would do a food plan, exercise plan and work with them personally. Compared to other gyms and trainers where they think you need to starve and exercise to lose weight. Harry was able to do plans, so that his clients can eat but eat the right foods and portions.
Part of a playing sports and working out, is good recovery. Which Gérard offers through sports massages, that he is fully trained in. Shortly after starting to work with Gérard, he decided to get his first ever massage. Harry stripped down to his loose boxers and lay face down on the massage table, wrapping the towel over him.
Before Gérard starts, he readjust the towel and lowers the waist band of the boxers, just a little.
With oil in his hands, he starts to rub his hands firmly over his back and shoulders to feel for knot and tension. This would be his focus points. He spent alot of time on the shoulders and back of neck, getting out the knots that built up over the years.
Once he was done doing the back, he moves to the legs. He needed to reveal more of the upper legs, so he folded the towel up and then pulls up the legs of the boxers. He starts on the lower leg on the left and eventually made his way up. As an expert, he knew were on the leg to stop on men. As he worked the back of the thigh and moved inwards, be brushed across something that is never that far down on a guy. Both knew what happened but the professional in Gérard, now knew of Harry's stop zone and worked around it.
He continued up and worked on the glutes before moving on to the right leg.
Gérard unfolded the towel again and lifted it from the other end of the table and asked Harry to turn. He hesitated a little but did it. It was nothing new to any masseuse to see extra bulging under the towel, and etiquette was key here.
Gérard begins working the chest and shoulders. As he worked the pecs, the towel started to rise more. Before making his way down to the stomach, Gérard grabbed another towel, folded it into a small square and placed it over the other tenting towel. This was used to weigh it down and protect both from embarrassment. But Gerard couldnt help but clock the size of the tent and wasnt sure if the towel would be enough.
Once again, he moves onto the thigh to work it from the front, making his way into the inner thigh, not to far, but far enough to see the towels slightly rise and relax a few times.
It was normal for guys to get unexpectedly excited during massages. Its a situation where the more embarrassing it is, the harder it is to get rid of. Especially when they are straight and it's a guy massaging them when they get hard. Also common to feel something aswell, especially if it's a groin injury where they have no choice to go in deep. They normally get the client to readjust themselves out of the way. But they do have to move there own hand out of the way to allow the masseuse to get in properly. This meant that bits where left resting on the side of the masseuse hand/arm. So nothing now phased Gérard and kept it 100% professional.
That was Gérard first realising Harry is packing. He didn't see it until a few days after, when both where in the changing room. When Gérard first show it, his eyes locked on, in disbelief. But this wasn't without Harry noticing. Then, Gérard noticed that Harry noticed and then got awkward. But Harry was used to guys looking. He knew what he's working with and the average man is half the size.
A few weeks into them working together, they go out for a few drinks.
Harry isn't a big drinker but only on occasion. As the drink flowed, conversation started and Gérard was telling him that he and his wife were swingers. This intrigued Harry as he started to realise that sex wasn't anything special anymore. It was more of maintenance now. There was nothing exciting anymore and was telling Gérard this. From experience, Gérard was telling him that he needs to be more adventurous and give him an invite to his next party.
The next party was Leather themed but Harry didn't have anything to wear. Gérard invited him around a little earlier so he can kit him out.
He took Harry straight to the garage. Harry looked around him and couldn't believe that Gérard was into all of this. Harry picked up a gimp mask that just had a mouth hole with a zip. Gérard explained that it's used to blindfold the person. They won't have a clue what's going on around them and it heightens the orgasm, especially when used with other items in the cupboard. Gérard kitted Harry out with this gimp mask aswell as a leather harness. He took off his TShirt and Gérard helped him into the harness. Then Gérard stripped to his briefs and put on a pair of leather chaps and a harness also. Both headed back to the house but stopped at the front door. Gérard helped Harry put on the mask and then lead him into the house.
Gérard now felt he was in charge and started to play with it. He sat harry on a chair in the middle of the living room.
The guests were now greeted by a muscled hunk.
As things kicked off, Harry couldn't see a thing but could hear what was going on. Every so often, he was get a kiss or someone will twist his nipples.
Sometimes he could feel the stubble from the kiss and pulled away knowing it was a guy. Someone stands behind him and reaches down to caress his chest. They move around front and spreads his legs. They drop to their knees and starts undoing his jeans and then pulls them down. But it was when the boxers came off, is when he got the most attention. As the other guests notice, they couldn't resist on commenting.
While still on the chair, someone grabs his wrists and puts them behind the chair. They cuffed him. This turned him on more and that's when someone started to suck his cock.
Harry has never had a good blowjob as no one could go deep enough. But they loved trying.
While getting his cock sucked, another person's hands started to caress his chest with an occasional kiss from others.
He couldn't see a thing but what he was experiencing was something else. From the touches and the noises around him, he was so turned on and just relaxed and went with the flow.
While sitting there, he now realises there is 2 sets of lips going up and down his cock and each occasionally taking it in.
The cuffs were undone and he was helped to stand up. He was carefully led upstairs and laid on the bed. His wrists was taken again and both cuffed to the headboard. He didn't hesitate and happy to go along with things.
He lay there, not knowing if anyone was in the room. Until he felt someone climb onto the bed and straddled him. They lean forward and start kissing him but they moved away when he felt someone else climb onto the bed. A hand grabs his cock and positions it towards their vagina and slides it in. They slowly get to the base as she moans with pleasure. She stays for a moment to adjust before she starts riding. At the same time, the other person caress his legs, chest, twisting his nipples. He trusts more in the rhythm of the girl and he reaches climax. His body clinches, his knees rise and pulls on the cuffs as he experiences an orgasm he had no control over.
After checking the obvious places at home, Gérard then assumed he had left his wallet at work.
It was the first thing he did when he got to work on Monday. Again, it wasn't in the obvious places, so he decided to take a better look before people started coming in. It puzzled him, but just assumed now it was definitely at home. Still didn't think it was stolen.
Harry was on the later shift to close up, and both worked in the gym from 2pm until between 5pm to 7pm, just when Gérard gets wrapped up. Things never get awkward between the 2, as things are never discussed in person. It's like these parties never happen.
For Harry, he doesn't want reminded. Because he's blind folded, it's easy for him to forget as he can't really see what's going on and who is doing what. He can tell from the stubble when it's a guy kissing him and doesn't kiss back. But other than that, he can't tell. Each time, he pictures someone like Jennifer Lawrence sucking his dick. He also enjoys the fact that he is the main attraction at the party, and no guy can compare. This is why Gérard controls how much he can do at the parties. He thinks Gérard prevents him from having sex at the parties, as once they get the taste for the big dick, Gerards won't be enough for them anymore.
But in reality, Gérard knows Harry is getting plenty of sex and is railing him back in. Not only that, but pushes the boundaries. Harry's dick size is always talked about around town, and women all want to try it. And Harry obliges.
When Harry's blindfolded, it hypes his other senses. He hears everyone around him, and all the moaning turns him on. The touch sensation increases a lot too. A gentle lip on the nipple sends him wild. The tongue that then moves down as the lips that kiss the tip of his cock before they slide down it. But in alot of cases as he enjoys his surroundings, a wet load splashes on him, usually the chest. He knows what it is and it's such a turn off for him. But Gérard knows this. He doesn't let him enjoy to much and other guys have the same memo.
Harry also thinks that no one knows its him at the parties. The mask hides his identity. But doesn't realise that his dick is unique and makes him more identifiable.
Like every man, he loved sex and because he had no issues getting it, he had alot of it.
He grew up in Fintona with 2 brothers and 2 sisters. His dad was a football coach and mum was a stay at home. Fitness is in his genes and started playing football from a young age and so did his brothers. He was the star player at school and his team. It was his passion. He lives and breathes sports. When he finished school, he went on to uni to study Sport and Exercise Sciences. This was when he really started hitting the gym and worked out properly. He was learning about diet and nutrition and how it goes hand in hand with exercise. He practiced this and with alot of hard work, he was able to bulk up and build his muscles. He was always well toned when he was younger but this was the his ideal physique.
When he finished Uni, he went from gym to gym working until he started working with Gérard. Gérard give him more responsibilities and they worked together on expanding the gym, and it was successful. He was high in demand and he was able to get results. His education meant that he could get anyone to their goal. He would do a food plan, exercise plan and work with them personally. Compared to other gyms and trainers where they think you need to starve and exercise to lose weight. Harry was able to do plans, so that his clients can eat but eat the right foods and portions.
Part of a playing sports and working out, is good recovery. Which Gérard offers through sports massages, that he is fully trained in. Shortly after starting to work with Gérard, he decided to get his first ever massage. Harry stripped down to his loose boxers and lay face down on the massage table, wrapping the towel over him.
Before Gérard starts, he readjust the towel and lowers the waist band of the boxers, just a little.
With oil in his hands, he starts to rub his hands firmly over his back and shoulders to feel for knot and tension. This would be his focus points. He spent alot of time on the shoulders and back of neck, getting out the knots that built up over the years.
Once he was done doing the back, he moves to the legs. He needed to reveal more of the upper legs, so he folded the towel up and then pulls up the legs of the boxers. He starts on the lower leg on the left and eventually made his way up. As an expert, he knew were on the leg to stop on men. As he worked the back of the thigh and moved inwards, be brushed across something that is never that far down on a guy. Both knew what happened but the professional in Gérard, now knew of Harry's stop zone and worked around it.
He continued up and worked on the glutes before moving on to the right leg.
Gérard unfolded the towel again and lifted it from the other end of the table and asked Harry to turn. He hesitated a little but did it. It was nothing new to any masseuse to see extra bulging under the towel, and etiquette was key here.
Gérard begins working the chest and shoulders. As he worked the pecs, the towel started to rise more. Before making his way down to the stomach, Gérard grabbed another towel, folded it into a small square and placed it over the other tenting towel. This was used to weigh it down and protect both from embarrassment. But Gerard couldnt help but clock the size of the tent and wasnt sure if the towel would be enough.
Once again, he moves onto the thigh to work it from the front, making his way into the inner thigh, not to far, but far enough to see the towels slightly rise and relax a few times.
It was normal for guys to get unexpectedly excited during massages. Its a situation where the more embarrassing it is, the harder it is to get rid of. Especially when they are straight and it's a guy massaging them when they get hard. Also common to feel something aswell, especially if it's a groin injury where they have no choice to go in deep. They normally get the client to readjust themselves out of the way. But they do have to move there own hand out of the way to allow the masseuse to get in properly. This meant that bits where left resting on the side of the masseuse hand/arm. So nothing now phased Gérard and kept it 100% professional.
That was Gérard first realising Harry is packing. He didn't see it until a few days after, when both where in the changing room. When Gérard first show it, his eyes locked on, in disbelief. But this wasn't without Harry noticing. Then, Gérard noticed that Harry noticed and then got awkward. But Harry was used to guys looking. He knew what he's working with and the average man is half the size.
A few weeks into them working together, they go out for a few drinks.
Harry isn't a big drinker but only on occasion. As the drink flowed, conversation started and Gérard was telling him that he and his wife were swingers. This intrigued Harry as he started to realise that sex wasn't anything special anymore. It was more of maintenance now. There was nothing exciting anymore and was telling Gérard this. From experience, Gérard was telling him that he needs to be more adventurous and give him an invite to his next party.
The next party was Leather themed but Harry didn't have anything to wear. Gérard invited him around a little earlier so he can kit him out.
He took Harry straight to the garage. Harry looked around him and couldn't believe that Gérard was into all of this. Harry picked up a gimp mask that just had a mouth hole with a zip. Gérard explained that it's used to blindfold the person. They won't have a clue what's going on around them and it heightens the orgasm, especially when used with other items in the cupboard. Gérard kitted Harry out with this gimp mask aswell as a leather harness. He took off his TShirt and Gérard helped him into the harness. Then Gérard stripped to his briefs and put on a pair of leather chaps and a harness also. Both headed back to the house but stopped at the front door. Gérard helped Harry put on the mask and then lead him into the house.
Gérard now felt he was in charge and started to play with it. He sat harry on a chair in the middle of the living room.
The guests were now greeted by a muscled hunk.
As things kicked off, Harry couldn't see a thing but could hear what was going on. Every so often, he was get a kiss or someone will twist his nipples.
Sometimes he could feel the stubble from the kiss and pulled away knowing it was a guy. Someone stands behind him and reaches down to caress his chest. They move around front and spreads his legs. They drop to their knees and starts undoing his jeans and then pulls them down. But it was when the boxers came off, is when he got the most attention. As the other guests notice, they couldn't resist on commenting.
While still on the chair, someone grabs his wrists and puts them behind the chair. They cuffed him. This turned him on more and that's when someone started to suck his cock.
Harry has never had a good blowjob as no one could go deep enough. But they loved trying.
While getting his cock sucked, another person's hands started to caress his chest with an occasional kiss from others.
He couldn't see a thing but what he was experiencing was something else. From the touches and the noises around him, he was so turned on and just relaxed and went with the flow.
While sitting there, he now realises there is 2 sets of lips going up and down his cock and each occasionally taking it in.
The cuffs were undone and he was helped to stand up. He was carefully led upstairs and laid on the bed. His wrists was taken again and both cuffed to the headboard. He didn't hesitate and happy to go along with things.
He lay there, not knowing if anyone was in the room. Until he felt someone climb onto the bed and straddled him. They lean forward and start kissing him but they moved away when he felt someone else climb onto the bed. A hand grabs his cock and positions it towards their vagina and slides it in. They slowly get to the base as she moans with pleasure. She stays for a moment to adjust before she starts riding. At the same time, the other person caress his legs, chest, twisting his nipples. He trusts more in the rhythm of the girl and he reaches climax. His body clinches, his knees rise and pulls on the cuffs as he experiences an orgasm he had no control over.
Chapter 45: Spied On
Still no sign of the wallet, so Gérard had no choice but to log on to his bank account and cancel his cards. That's when he saw some unusual transactions. He asked Rachel about them, and she had no clue either. First was dated the same night as the party, so he knew she was home.
He also knew that he didn't drop the wallet on the street as he was only between the gym and the house. "Did someone at the party steal my wallet?" He asked Rachel. Both shocked that someone they invited into their home would do such a thing.
They both thought about the security cameras, but they were all outside and nothing inside, so it wouldn't catch anything. In their heads, they both went through each person, one by one, and couldn't pinpoint someone. Gérard calculated the amount to £3,145. Seeing things like Amazon on the list as well as some places around Omagh; takeaways, petrol station, and bars. He cancelled the cards immediately and got on the phone straight away to the bank. "If only I remembered where I put it, was it the living room, kitchen, bedroom. It'll help try to pinpoint who was all in them rooms."
But again, he didn't remember when he last had it. This is when he thought that maybe they were broken in. But remembered, there was no sign of a break-in. But "what if we didn't lock the house going to work and someone came in?" He thought. He decided to check the security cameras to be sure.
He first noticed the wallet was missing on Sunday, so his first check was Saturday.
He started at the end of Saturday night and started rewinding back. He was watching several small screens on the 1 TV screen and watched as his guests left the house. Then, with the corner of his eye, it catches movement recorded on a camera behind the house. He stops and watches for a moment and to see someone looking in the kitchen window.
"What the fuck?" He says as he decides to rewind more. In a fast rewind, he was able to follow him from screen to screen until he exits the the driveway. He stops at this point and watches. The front of the house has good lightimg and was able to see him clearly. But he didn't recognise him.
He watches as the guy goes to the living room window to look in and then moves around the back of the house where he takes a good look in the kitchen. At this point, he thought about the guests privacy as he doesn't know what all this guy seen in the house.
Gérard was then able to follow the guy back round to the front of the house where he then enters the garage through the side door. Through the frosted glass on that door, he could see movement of light or a torch or his phone, move around the garage and then move upstairs. This is when the light disappears. Gérard continues to watch to see how long the guy was in there but before long, he sees Harry go in. His heart sank. "Did Harry know he was there? What all did the guy see? FUCK!!!!"
He fasts forward until he sees movement again, Gérard watched himself go in, "he was in there when I was in? Where was he? Must of been hiding in the back room." He thought.
Gérard then watches as he leads Harry out of the garage and into the house. Shortly after that, the guy left and headed down the drive and gets into a black car. But the car stays there. Gérard continues to fast forward but the car doesn't move. He sees his guests leaving the party and then the car drives away.
"Who the fuck is spying on me? Could it be a newspaper as they have reported on other swinging activity around Northern Ireland before?"
Gérard picked up the phone straight away and called the police. He reported the robbery and they sent a car over.
As the 2 officers and Gérard watched the CCTV, he then realised the officers were about to see him lead Harry out of the Garage who is topless, in leather trousers and a gimp mask. Awkward silence filled the room and was broken by one asking about what they are seeing. Gérard was lost for words and didn't know where to look or what to say. Nothing was illegal but people are very judgy. "Hmm......... like i said, I had a few friends over for a party. But, it wasn't your typical party." He said
"Why what kind of party was it?" The same officer asked.
Gérard "It was, one where...... the kind that...... we enjoy eachothers company more and is more intimate."
The officer blushed and knew what he was referring to and didn't quiz more and went back to the CCTV. They watch the rest and the same officer asks for a copy of the footage.
The officer goes to the car to get his notebook while the other stays with Gérard.
After a minute of idle chat, the officer that stayed asks, "how does people get invited to these parties? But just as the other officer returns. This caught Gérard off guard but didn't reply.
As the 2 officers left, 1 left a piece of paper on the office desk on his way out. After Gérard returned from seeing them out, he lifts the paper and see the officers name and phone number. He saves the number as 'Conor PolOffice'.
He knew that would be the last he would hear from the police on the matter. A wallet being stolen wouldn't be high on there agenda.
Gérard also felt a duty to tell the guests what happened, as he doesn't know what all the guy saw. Especially with Harry. He takes a screenshot of the guy and send it to his phone. He sends it to all at the party guestz saying "Hey, on Saturday night during the party, this guy was sneaking around the outside of the house. I don't know what all he seen but he did see you all leaving afterwards. I don't know who he is but he must of got my wallet from the garage and went on a bit of a spending spree. I know we are all about being discreet so I'm sorry that this has happened."
Gérard sent a different text to Harry, "Hey dude, A guy came to the house on Saturday night and stole my wallet from the garage. He was in the garage when you went in and still there when we left. Do you remember seeing or hearing anything? He must of been hiding in the back room upstairs until we left. I don't know what all he seen but should be fine as he wasn't in the gym downstairs or the main room upstairs."
Kieran opened the text and looked at the picture. He knew straight away that it was Ricky. He texted Gérard back straight away.
He didn't understand what Ricky was doing there. "Is it a coincidence or did he follow me?" He thought.
But Gérard seen ree when he Kierans text. He knew the family amd there reputation. They get away with far to much and the police isn't going to do anything about the wallet being stolen. So he grabs his car keys and heads off.
Still no sign of the wallet, so Gérard had no choice but to log on to his bank account and cancel his cards. That's when he saw some unusual transactions. He asked Rachel about them, and she had no clue either. First was dated the same night as the party, so he knew she was home.
He also knew that he didn't drop the wallet on the street as he was only between the gym and the house. "Did someone at the party steal my wallet?" He asked Rachel. Both shocked that someone they invited into their home would do such a thing.
They both thought about the security cameras, but they were all outside and nothing inside, so it wouldn't catch anything. In their heads, they both went through each person, one by one, and couldn't pinpoint someone. Gérard calculated the amount to £3,145. Seeing things like Amazon on the list as well as some places around Omagh; takeaways, petrol station, and bars. He cancelled the cards immediately and got on the phone straight away to the bank. "If only I remembered where I put it, was it the living room, kitchen, bedroom. It'll help try to pinpoint who was all in them rooms."
But again, he didn't remember when he last had it. This is when he thought that maybe they were broken in. But remembered, there was no sign of a break-in. But "what if we didn't lock the house going to work and someone came in?" He thought. He decided to check the security cameras to be sure.
He first noticed the wallet was missing on Sunday, so his first check was Saturday.
He started at the end of Saturday night and started rewinding back. He was watching several small screens on the 1 TV screen and watched as his guests left the house. Then, with the corner of his eye, it catches movement recorded on a camera behind the house. He stops and watches for a moment and to see someone looking in the kitchen window.
"What the fuck?" He says as he decides to rewind more. In a fast rewind, he was able to follow him from screen to screen until he exits the the driveway. He stops at this point and watches. The front of the house has good lightimg and was able to see him clearly. But he didn't recognise him.
He watches as the guy goes to the living room window to look in and then moves around the back of the house where he takes a good look in the kitchen. At this point, he thought about the guests privacy as he doesn't know what all this guy seen in the house.
Gérard was then able to follow the guy back round to the front of the house where he then enters the garage through the side door. Through the frosted glass on that door, he could see movement of light or a torch or his phone, move around the garage and then move upstairs. This is when the light disappears. Gérard continues to watch to see how long the guy was in there but before long, he sees Harry go in. His heart sank. "Did Harry know he was there? What all did the guy see? FUCK!!!!"
He fasts forward until he sees movement again, Gérard watched himself go in, "he was in there when I was in? Where was he? Must of been hiding in the back room." He thought.
Gérard then watches as he leads Harry out of the garage and into the house. Shortly after that, the guy left and headed down the drive and gets into a black car. But the car stays there. Gérard continues to fast forward but the car doesn't move. He sees his guests leaving the party and then the car drives away.
"Who the fuck is spying on me? Could it be a newspaper as they have reported on other swinging activity around Northern Ireland before?"
Gérard picked up the phone straight away and called the police. He reported the robbery and they sent a car over.
As the 2 officers and Gérard watched the CCTV, he then realised the officers were about to see him lead Harry out of the Garage who is topless, in leather trousers and a gimp mask. Awkward silence filled the room and was broken by one asking about what they are seeing. Gérard was lost for words and didn't know where to look or what to say. Nothing was illegal but people are very judgy. "Hmm......... like i said, I had a few friends over for a party. But, it wasn't your typical party." He said
"Why what kind of party was it?" The same officer asked.
Gérard "It was, one where...... the kind that...... we enjoy eachothers company more and is more intimate."
The officer blushed and knew what he was referring to and didn't quiz more and went back to the CCTV. They watch the rest and the same officer asks for a copy of the footage.
The officer goes to the car to get his notebook while the other stays with Gérard.
After a minute of idle chat, the officer that stayed asks, "how does people get invited to these parties? But just as the other officer returns. This caught Gérard off guard but didn't reply.
As the 2 officers left, 1 left a piece of paper on the office desk on his way out. After Gérard returned from seeing them out, he lifts the paper and see the officers name and phone number. He saves the number as 'Conor PolOffice'.
He knew that would be the last he would hear from the police on the matter. A wallet being stolen wouldn't be high on there agenda.
Gérard also felt a duty to tell the guests what happened, as he doesn't know what all the guy saw. Especially with Harry. He takes a screenshot of the guy and send it to his phone. He sends it to all at the party guestz saying "Hey, on Saturday night during the party, this guy was sneaking around the outside of the house. I don't know what all he seen but he did see you all leaving afterwards. I don't know who he is but he must of got my wallet from the garage and went on a bit of a spending spree. I know we are all about being discreet so I'm sorry that this has happened."
Gérard sent a different text to Harry, "Hey dude, A guy came to the house on Saturday night and stole my wallet from the garage. He was in the garage when you went in and still there when we left. Do you remember seeing or hearing anything? He must of been hiding in the back room upstairs until we left. I don't know what all he seen but should be fine as he wasn't in the gym downstairs or the main room upstairs."
Kieran opened the text and looked at the picture. He knew straight away that it was Ricky. He texted Gérard back straight away.
He didn't understand what Ricky was doing there. "Is it a coincidence or did he follow me?" He thought.
But Gérard seen ree when he Kierans text. He knew the family amd there reputation. They get away with far to much and the police isn't going to do anything about the wallet being stolen. So he grabs his car keys and heads off.
Jesus Christ people are rude on this site, OP doesn't owe you this story, be polite
So true. Too bad there’s not a way for the OP to block him. Would serve him right lol
Dying for the next update!
Chapter 46: Unexpected Visitors.
Gérard drives up to a house and bangs on the door. Lucky for Ricky, he was not in. So, Gérard had no choice but to get in the car and leave. He decided to head to the gym and take it out on the punch bag.
Once he did, he called the police station to update them. He gave Ricky’s name, and they would take it from there. A name the police are familiar with. On the police system, Ricky’s address was his brothers house. Another name they are familiar with and look for any excuse to pay them a visit.
The following night, as Gérard was getting sorted for bed, he heard a loud bag downstairs as the front door was just kicked in. Immediately telling Rachel to hide under the bed as he looks out the bedroom door.
Not hearing anything more, he decides to go for a better look. Seeing the front door wide open, he knew this wasn’t good. He quietly walked down the stairs and still no sign of anyone. He walks into the living room where 2 guys stood in the middle of the room while 2 others were sitting on the sofa, all wearing black.
“I hope you don’t mind, I let myself in,” said Rod.
“Nah, your family has a habit of it,” said Gérard as he looked over at Ricky.
Rod: “Is that so?”
Gerard: “What you want, Rod?”
Rod: “We got a visit from the police. There seems to be some sort of misunderstanding. Ricky was with me the other night.”
Gerard: “Stupid doesn’t suit you.”
Rod reaches into his pocket. At this point, Gérard thought the worst. But he pulled out a bundle of cash and dropped it on the coffee table.
Rod: “Like I said, there must be some sort of misunderstanding. But this should clear things up.”
Gerard: “You need to put your fucking brother on a tight leash. If you don’t want police sniffing around.”
Rod walks up to Gérard and says “tight leashes is more your style”
At this point, Rod grabs Gérard’s arm, spins him while twisting it up his back, and pins him to the wall. The other 2 guys now stand up.
Rod: “You fucking listen cause I’m not going to say it again. This is now sorted or you’ll get another visit from us, and next time, we wont be as nice”
Gerard forcefully swings his head back, busting Rods nose. And Just as quick, he raises his leg against the wall and uses it to push them back. To which they both fall to the floor.
The 2 guys rush over and lifts Gérard up and hold him tight. Rod gets up, wipes his bleeding nose and swings for Gérard. Getting him in the eye.
Rod: “I tried to play fair but if this is how you want to play it. But I'll give you 1 last chance.”
Gerard: “fine, it’ll be sorted in the morning. Now get the fuck out of my house”
Rod: “OK. Let him go lads.”
Rod turns to Ricky. And without warning, punches him in the nose, knocking him to the floor.
Rod: “This is your fucking mess and I’m the one way a busted nose. That’s my fucking money there, not yours. I’ve warned you enough times. No more, you hear me?”
“Yeah” Ricky says shyly.
Rod turns to Gérard. “Sorted?”
Gerard: “Sorted”
The 3 guys walk out while Ricky is on the floor holding his nose.
Gerard goes upstairs to check on Rachel and tells her what happened and to go to her mums tonight.
Gerard goes back downstairs and sees Ricky is still there, but now sitting on the sofa with his head back, holding a tea towel on his nose trying to stop the breeding.
“Get the fuck out” says Gérard
Ricky: “Alright, alright, gimme a minute”
Gerard goes to the kitchen to put ice in another tea towel. He returns to the living room and sits on the arm chair, holding the ice to his eye.
No one spoke for a good few minutes.
Gerard: “What brought you here the other night?”
Ricky: “just out for a drive and seen alot of cars and went to have a closer look to see what’s going on”
Gerard: “Did you see anything?”
Ricky: “Plenty”
Ricky: “What kinda party was it anyway?”
Gerard: “Thought you seen plenty”
Ricky: “Seen you and your boyfriend in the garage or what ever fucking room that is in there”
Gerard: “So you seen nothing then”
Ricky: “I seen plenty, trust me!”
Gerard: “I don’t know what you think you saw but”
Ricky: “You know what I saw”
Silence fell for a few moments.
Ricky: “You’re into some weird shit”
Gerard ignored him
Ricky: “Does your wife know?”
Gerard: “Know what?” He knew what he meant but wasn’t giving anything away so quickly.
Ricky: “What you and your boyfriend get up to?”
Gerard: “My boyfriend?”
Ricky: “I saw you and him”
Gerard: “You saw me take him from the garage, into the house”
Ricky: “I saw more than that”
Gerard: “You saw me take him into the house. My wife was in the house”
Ricky: “Yeah? With all the others?”
Gerard: “Yeah”
Gerard: “You seem interested?”
Ricky: “Fuck off”
At this point, Ricky got up to leave. He throws the bloody towel into the fireplace and heads to the door.
Gerard: “If you are interested, I’ll give you a tour of the garage”
Ricky kept walking, not acknowledging what Gérard said.
Gérard drives up to a house and bangs on the door. Lucky for Ricky, he was not in. So, Gérard had no choice but to get in the car and leave. He decided to head to the gym and take it out on the punch bag.
Once he did, he called the police station to update them. He gave Ricky’s name, and they would take it from there. A name the police are familiar with. On the police system, Ricky’s address was his brothers house. Another name they are familiar with and look for any excuse to pay them a visit.
The following night, as Gérard was getting sorted for bed, he heard a loud bag downstairs as the front door was just kicked in. Immediately telling Rachel to hide under the bed as he looks out the bedroom door.
Not hearing anything more, he decides to go for a better look. Seeing the front door wide open, he knew this wasn’t good. He quietly walked down the stairs and still no sign of anyone. He walks into the living room where 2 guys stood in the middle of the room while 2 others were sitting on the sofa, all wearing black.
“I hope you don’t mind, I let myself in,” said Rod.
“Nah, your family has a habit of it,” said Gérard as he looked over at Ricky.
Rod: “Is that so?”
Gerard: “What you want, Rod?”
Rod: “We got a visit from the police. There seems to be some sort of misunderstanding. Ricky was with me the other night.”
Gerard: “Stupid doesn’t suit you.”
Rod reaches into his pocket. At this point, Gérard thought the worst. But he pulled out a bundle of cash and dropped it on the coffee table.
Rod: “Like I said, there must be some sort of misunderstanding. But this should clear things up.”
Gerard: “You need to put your fucking brother on a tight leash. If you don’t want police sniffing around.”
Rod walks up to Gérard and says “tight leashes is more your style”
At this point, Rod grabs Gérard’s arm, spins him while twisting it up his back, and pins him to the wall. The other 2 guys now stand up.
Rod: “You fucking listen cause I’m not going to say it again. This is now sorted or you’ll get another visit from us, and next time, we wont be as nice”
Gerard forcefully swings his head back, busting Rods nose. And Just as quick, he raises his leg against the wall and uses it to push them back. To which they both fall to the floor.
The 2 guys rush over and lifts Gérard up and hold him tight. Rod gets up, wipes his bleeding nose and swings for Gérard. Getting him in the eye.
Rod: “I tried to play fair but if this is how you want to play it. But I'll give you 1 last chance.”
Gerard: “fine, it’ll be sorted in the morning. Now get the fuck out of my house”
Rod: “OK. Let him go lads.”
Rod turns to Ricky. And without warning, punches him in the nose, knocking him to the floor.
Rod: “This is your fucking mess and I’m the one way a busted nose. That’s my fucking money there, not yours. I’ve warned you enough times. No more, you hear me?”
“Yeah” Ricky says shyly.
Rod turns to Gérard. “Sorted?”
Gerard: “Sorted”
The 3 guys walk out while Ricky is on the floor holding his nose.
Gerard goes upstairs to check on Rachel and tells her what happened and to go to her mums tonight.
Gerard goes back downstairs and sees Ricky is still there, but now sitting on the sofa with his head back, holding a tea towel on his nose trying to stop the breeding.
“Get the fuck out” says Gérard
Ricky: “Alright, alright, gimme a minute”
Gerard goes to the kitchen to put ice in another tea towel. He returns to the living room and sits on the arm chair, holding the ice to his eye.
No one spoke for a good few minutes.
Gerard: “What brought you here the other night?”
Ricky: “just out for a drive and seen alot of cars and went to have a closer look to see what’s going on”
Gerard: “Did you see anything?”
Ricky: “Plenty”
Ricky: “What kinda party was it anyway?”
Gerard: “Thought you seen plenty”
Ricky: “Seen you and your boyfriend in the garage or what ever fucking room that is in there”
Gerard: “So you seen nothing then”
Ricky: “I seen plenty, trust me!”
Gerard: “I don’t know what you think you saw but”
Ricky: “You know what I saw”
Silence fell for a few moments.
Ricky: “You’re into some weird shit”
Gerard ignored him
Ricky: “Does your wife know?”
Gerard: “Know what?” He knew what he meant but wasn’t giving anything away so quickly.
Ricky: “What you and your boyfriend get up to?”
Gerard: “My boyfriend?”
Ricky: “I saw you and him”
Gerard: “You saw me take him from the garage, into the house”
Ricky: “I saw more than that”
Gerard: “You saw me take him into the house. My wife was in the house”
Ricky: “Yeah? With all the others?”
Gerard: “Yeah”
Gerard: “You seem interested?”
Ricky: “Fuck off”
At this point, Ricky got up to leave. He throws the bloody towel into the fireplace and heads to the door.
Gerard: “If you are interested, I’ll give you a tour of the garage”
Ricky kept walking, not acknowledging what Gérard said.
good to have you back man.
Chapter 47: Introduction.
Gerard sent a text to his regular attendees, "Hey, want to gauge more interest for the parties. I want to get some more pics added to the swingers site. Let me know if you're interested in getting photos this Saturday. Faces and tattoos will be covered. "
This also reminded Gérard that he had someone new who was interested. Conor the policeman. So he texted him, "Hey, Gérard here from the other day,"
Conor: "Hey, been hoping you'd text."
Gerard: "Whys that?"
Conor: "Let's not play games. We know better. We share a lot of the same interests and could help eachother out"
Gerard: "Fine, what you got to offer?"
Conor sends a video.
Gerard sits back and plays the video. He watches as 3 women climb all over him on a bed. Taking turns on him, and if they weren't riding him, they were riding each other. This got his juices going. He makes himself more comfortable on the sofa, moves the waistband of his jogging bottoms, and tucks it nicely behind his balls. And holds it there with one hand.
With the other hand, he replays the video and stands the phone up on a cushion. He takes his dick and starts stroking it.
Not long after, his body stretches out, and his load squirts out over his chest and stomach as Rachel walks in.
She sees the situation and leans in. She runs her tongue from his belly button to the chest, gathering all she can. Repeating to make sure she gets it all before moving down to his cock and licking it clean too.
She then moves up again and kisses him passionately with tongue.
She asks what brought that on and he then shows her the video Conor sent. She took the phone from him and texted Conor, "Come over tonight."
Conor replied, "OK"
Shortly after 8pm, the doorbell rings. Gérard opens it and welcomes in Conor. He leads him to the living room and both take a seat. Gerard gets up again and goes over and closes the blinds. "Rachel will be down in a sec" said Gérard. And Just Like that, Rachel walks in, followed by Aoife.
Conor knew what he was there for but didn't know what exactly. So this was a welcomed surprise for him.
Both sit next to Gérard on the sofa. Rachel didn't waste anytime. She leans and starts kissing him. When she moved away, Aoife moved in. Both taking turns. Aoife lifts off her top. She then starts kissing Rachel and going back to Gérard. Rachel stands up, removes her top and takes off her jeans. Now in just her bra and thong, she climbs on to Gérards lap. She kisses him more passionately now as he wraps his arms around her and pulls her in tight. Aoife has now removed her jeans and Rachel moves off, making room for her.
After more hot kissing and caressing, both girls stand up and look over at Conor as he watches. Both start walking towards him but passes him, the go behind his seat to close the curtains. Teasing him.
Aoife now stands in front of him but facing Gérard. She reaches behind and unhooks her bra and throws it on the floor. She then takes her thong by the waistband and removes it slowly. Sliding it down her legs and as bends over. Conor undoes his belt.
Rachel moves to Gérard and stands him up. She undoes the tie on his jogging bottoms and he removes his top. She starts to pull down the bottoms as she moves to her knees. When she takes off the bottoms, he buries her head into crotch, rubbing his bulge over her face as it grows in his briefs. She looks over at Conor as she pulls down the briefs. He watches as Rachel starts wanking the cock until fully hard. When hard, she takes it her mouth as she occasionally looks over at Conor.
Now, he opens his top button and fly on his jeans and reaches in. Aoife turns around, giving him his first look at her front. She moves towards him and leans in close. She takes his hand out of his jeans and rubs it gently up her smooth thigh. Continuing it up her waist and side. She then moves it toward her breasts but just as its about to reach the nipple, she moves it away and rests it on the arm of the chair. She then moves away. He tries to move the hand back into his jeans but she stops him.
He now knows the score.
Aoife now moves to Gérard, starts kissing him and caresses his hot body. He reaches his arm around her, rubbing it gently up and down her back, occasionally going to her bum. With his hand on her bum, she turns around and faces Conor. The hand in now positioned on her thigh. But not for long and it moves in. Gerard gently caresses her vagina until he enters his middle finger. In and out a few times and then adds his forefinger. Aoife starts to moan and all while looking over at Conor.
Rachel stops sucking and looks over at Conor. She now moves in between Aoifes legs while Gérard removes his hand and sits down. Aoife then sits, spreading her legs and inviting Rachel in. Aoife moans loader now, ensuring to look over at Conor who is now cribbing the sides of the chair.
When Rachel stops, Aoife climbs on top of Gérard. Rachel turns around and starts crawling towards Conor. She places her hands on his knees, spreading his legs a little further apart to make room for her. She moves and and leans in closer. She takes 1 hand and moves it under the chair and pulls out a remote. She slowly stands up and walks away. Teasing him to think he was finally going to get some.
He looks over at Aoife as she now is having sex with Gérard but not for long as his body tenses and moans as he cums.
Gérard stands up when Aoife climbed off, still hard and pointing at Conor. But then walked out of the room and up stairs. Now Conor is in the room alone, horny with 2 naked women. Rachel moves over to Aoife and goes between her legs again. Aoife lays back. Rachel head moves in as she starts using her tongue. She works the clit that is wet from her husband.
Aoife keeps eye contact with Conor and he watches on, moving in the seat as he readjusts his hardon in his jeans.
Rachel continues to pleasure Aoife, doing it right as Aoifes body soon shivers and loads orgasmic moans fill the room.
Now, Rachel stands up and loves over to Conor. She leans in and starts kissing him hard with tongue. Flavours from both Gérard and Aoife all over her mouth. Conor didn't care, he was so horned up, anything was a bonus at this stage.
She stands him up and they continue to kiss. She pulls his top up and he takes it and pulls it off over his head. Rachel then tugs at his jeans and they start to fall. Rachel drops to her knees and helps remove the trousers from his feet and throws them aside. She stands up again, they continue to kiss passionately. Their 2 naked bodies rubbing against eachother. He was dripping alot now as he moves his hands all over her body.
Rachel stops the kissing and turns around. His hands continue to caress the front of her body.
Rachel takes a step forward and turns to face him. She looks at him properly. 6ft 4 tall, 6 pack with 7 inch hard cock. Well trimmed hair on his chest and crotch. She give him the look of approval.
Then she turns and walks out the door. He looked and he was alone now. He didn't notice Aoife leaving the room.
He sat down again, waiting for Rachel to return. But she didn't. Although it felt like a long time but 5 minutes later, a dressed Gérard walks in. "Oh, you're still here."
A naked Conor didn't know what to say. So he stands up and starts to get dressed. Gerard lifts the t-shirt off the floor and hands it to Conor. "Here you go."
"Cheers," Conor replies
Gerard moves in closer. In a soft but slightly aggressive tone, says: "Did I taste good? Just to let you know, I'm the boss here, you play by my rules."
He turns and walks out. Leaving Conor to finish getting dress and leave.
Gerard sent a text to his regular attendees, "Hey, want to gauge more interest for the parties. I want to get some more pics added to the swingers site. Let me know if you're interested in getting photos this Saturday. Faces and tattoos will be covered. "
This also reminded Gérard that he had someone new who was interested. Conor the policeman. So he texted him, "Hey, Gérard here from the other day,"
Conor: "Hey, been hoping you'd text."
Gerard: "Whys that?"
Conor: "Let's not play games. We know better. We share a lot of the same interests and could help eachother out"
Gerard: "Fine, what you got to offer?"
Conor sends a video.
Gerard sits back and plays the video. He watches as 3 women climb all over him on a bed. Taking turns on him, and if they weren't riding him, they were riding each other. This got his juices going. He makes himself more comfortable on the sofa, moves the waistband of his jogging bottoms, and tucks it nicely behind his balls. And holds it there with one hand.
With the other hand, he replays the video and stands the phone up on a cushion. He takes his dick and starts stroking it.
Not long after, his body stretches out, and his load squirts out over his chest and stomach as Rachel walks in.
She sees the situation and leans in. She runs her tongue from his belly button to the chest, gathering all she can. Repeating to make sure she gets it all before moving down to his cock and licking it clean too.
She then moves up again and kisses him passionately with tongue.
She asks what brought that on and he then shows her the video Conor sent. She took the phone from him and texted Conor, "Come over tonight."
Conor replied, "OK"
Shortly after 8pm, the doorbell rings. Gérard opens it and welcomes in Conor. He leads him to the living room and both take a seat. Gerard gets up again and goes over and closes the blinds. "Rachel will be down in a sec" said Gérard. And Just Like that, Rachel walks in, followed by Aoife.
Conor knew what he was there for but didn't know what exactly. So this was a welcomed surprise for him.
Both sit next to Gérard on the sofa. Rachel didn't waste anytime. She leans and starts kissing him. When she moved away, Aoife moved in. Both taking turns. Aoife lifts off her top. She then starts kissing Rachel and going back to Gérard. Rachel stands up, removes her top and takes off her jeans. Now in just her bra and thong, she climbs on to Gérards lap. She kisses him more passionately now as he wraps his arms around her and pulls her in tight. Aoife has now removed her jeans and Rachel moves off, making room for her.
After more hot kissing and caressing, both girls stand up and look over at Conor as he watches. Both start walking towards him but passes him, the go behind his seat to close the curtains. Teasing him.
Aoife now stands in front of him but facing Gérard. She reaches behind and unhooks her bra and throws it on the floor. She then takes her thong by the waistband and removes it slowly. Sliding it down her legs and as bends over. Conor undoes his belt.
Rachel moves to Gérard and stands him up. She undoes the tie on his jogging bottoms and he removes his top. She starts to pull down the bottoms as she moves to her knees. When she takes off the bottoms, he buries her head into crotch, rubbing his bulge over her face as it grows in his briefs. She looks over at Conor as she pulls down the briefs. He watches as Rachel starts wanking the cock until fully hard. When hard, she takes it her mouth as she occasionally looks over at Conor.
Now, he opens his top button and fly on his jeans and reaches in. Aoife turns around, giving him his first look at her front. She moves towards him and leans in close. She takes his hand out of his jeans and rubs it gently up her smooth thigh. Continuing it up her waist and side. She then moves it toward her breasts but just as its about to reach the nipple, she moves it away and rests it on the arm of the chair. She then moves away. He tries to move the hand back into his jeans but she stops him.
He now knows the score.
Aoife now moves to Gérard, starts kissing him and caresses his hot body. He reaches his arm around her, rubbing it gently up and down her back, occasionally going to her bum. With his hand on her bum, she turns around and faces Conor. The hand in now positioned on her thigh. But not for long and it moves in. Gerard gently caresses her vagina until he enters his middle finger. In and out a few times and then adds his forefinger. Aoife starts to moan and all while looking over at Conor.
Rachel stops sucking and looks over at Conor. She now moves in between Aoifes legs while Gérard removes his hand and sits down. Aoife then sits, spreading her legs and inviting Rachel in. Aoife moans loader now, ensuring to look over at Conor who is now cribbing the sides of the chair.
When Rachel stops, Aoife climbs on top of Gérard. Rachel turns around and starts crawling towards Conor. She places her hands on his knees, spreading his legs a little further apart to make room for her. She moves and and leans in closer. She takes 1 hand and moves it under the chair and pulls out a remote. She slowly stands up and walks away. Teasing him to think he was finally going to get some.
He looks over at Aoife as she now is having sex with Gérard but not for long as his body tenses and moans as he cums.
Gérard stands up when Aoife climbed off, still hard and pointing at Conor. But then walked out of the room and up stairs. Now Conor is in the room alone, horny with 2 naked women. Rachel moves over to Aoife and goes between her legs again. Aoife lays back. Rachel head moves in as she starts using her tongue. She works the clit that is wet from her husband.
Aoife keeps eye contact with Conor and he watches on, moving in the seat as he readjusts his hardon in his jeans.
Rachel continues to pleasure Aoife, doing it right as Aoifes body soon shivers and loads orgasmic moans fill the room.
Now, Rachel stands up and loves over to Conor. She leans in and starts kissing him hard with tongue. Flavours from both Gérard and Aoife all over her mouth. Conor didn't care, he was so horned up, anything was a bonus at this stage.
She stands him up and they continue to kiss. She pulls his top up and he takes it and pulls it off over his head. Rachel then tugs at his jeans and they start to fall. Rachel drops to her knees and helps remove the trousers from his feet and throws them aside. She stands up again, they continue to kiss passionately. Their 2 naked bodies rubbing against eachother. He was dripping alot now as he moves his hands all over her body.
Rachel stops the kissing and turns around. His hands continue to caress the front of her body.
Rachel takes a step forward and turns to face him. She looks at him properly. 6ft 4 tall, 6 pack with 7 inch hard cock. Well trimmed hair on his chest and crotch. She give him the look of approval.
Then she turns and walks out the door. He looked and he was alone now. He didn't notice Aoife leaving the room.
He sat down again, waiting for Rachel to return. But she didn't. Although it felt like a long time but 5 minutes later, a dressed Gérard walks in. "Oh, you're still here."
A naked Conor didn't know what to say. So he stands up and starts to get dressed. Gerard lifts the t-shirt off the floor and hands it to Conor. "Here you go."
"Cheers," Conor replies
Gerard moves in closer. In a soft but slightly aggressive tone, says: "Did I taste good? Just to let you know, I'm the boss here, you play by my rules."
He turns and walks out. Leaving Conor to finish getting dress and leave.
Chapter 48: Photoshoot
When Gérard got home from work, he went straight to the garage. He went through all the cupboards and took a good few things out and put it on the bed. He took about half into the house and put on the kitchen table.
Kieran and Paul had a few drinks before getting a taxi.
It wasn't before long til people started arriving. Kieran and Paul arrived together, and Gérard got them a couple of beers. They chilled in the living room, chatting to Aoife, Rachel and Seamus.
"Ready?" Gérard says.
"How you want us?" Replies Seamus.
Gérard: "We'll start here and then make our way to the garage."
Gérard: "Do you want to get more comfortable?
Seamus didn't waste time and took off his top, he opens his top button and fly on his jeans and sits down again. Aoife and Rachel sit on each side of him and put 1 hand each into his jeans. Gérard stood facing them and started taking pictures with his phone. Next, the girls take out his cock, Rachel hold it while Aoife grabs the balls.
"Stand up", Gérard says. "Drop them."
Seamus pushes his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. The 2 girls stand next to him tightly and their hands over his body, posing. Both Rachel and Aoife drop to their knees, and put their face to each side of the hard dick. Gérard moved to the side angle and Rachel starts sucking.
"OK, perfect. Next." Said Gérard.
He looks over at Kieran and Paul, "You're up. What you doing then?
Kieran and Paul looked at each other, "no, we're not....." implying they aren't up for doing anything with each other.
"I know that, that's not.... just you're both still sitting there."
In the background, the girls are now down to there bra and thongs.
"Right, Kieran, down to your boxers. Stop being shy" says Gérard.
Once done, Aoife goes up to him and both pose for the camera. Kieran holds her tight and moves his hands around her body for the camera. He then lifts her, and she wraps her legs around him. After a few photos, he carries her to the wall and pins her up against it. After another few pics, he let's her down.
Paul now is in his boxers and stands behind Aoife, sandwiching her on between the 2 guys. After a few pics, she drops to her knees and with her back to the camera and the 2 guys facing it, she cups both the guy’s bulges. Then moves her hand to the waistbands and pulls them down just an inch. Then pulls them on down. The dicks continue to get hard, and Gérard now stands over Aoife to get a bird’s eye view of the 2 dicks pointing in her face. Then she starts sucking, going from one to the other.
"OK, got it. Who's for the bedroom?"
Aoife stands up and Kieran pulls up his boxers, while Paul removes his from his ankles and makes his way upstairs with Aoife and Seamus.
The 3 of them lay on the bed, posing for the camera, changing positions every so often.
Aoife straddled Paul and the Seamus climbs on behind her. She leans forward and so does Seamus. Sandwiching her again. Then after the photos, they move off with one on each side of Paul.
Aoife moves in close to Paul's dick and Gérard gets a good close up. Seamus moves in next. Both him and Aoife start lick the dick, moving up and down until Gérard got what he needed.
Gérard moves downstairs again and asks Kieran and Rachel to move to the garage.
As Kieran gets strapped into the X Cross on the wall and blindfolded, the rest of the group come in. Rachel now dressed in leather, and poses next to him with various whips and toys.
The others take a look in the wardrobe. Paul puts on a jockstrap and chaps, and poses with Rachel, next to Kieran. Paul took the opportunity to have a laugh with Kieran and starts using a feather duster on him. Kieran can't take tickles and kept asking him to stop. But he kept it up for another minute.
Kieran is turned around on the X Cross now. Rachel uses the whip some more, leaving red streaks across his arse for the photos. He is let loose once the photos were got.
Gérard asks Paul to get on the bed. Aoife starts to tie his hands and then feet. A blindfold is put on him, followed by a ball gag on his mouth. Aoife poses for the camera with Paul. Once done, Kieran was due his revenge. From the cupboard, he grabs some nipple clamps. They were joined together by a chain. He laughs at Paul as he tries to speak. Kieran wastes no time on putting the clamps on Paul. Paul squirms in pain. Kieran laughs. He let them settle on the nipples for a few seconds before starting to pull on the chain. Kieran could make out Paul was saying "no, no, no, no, no" wanting him to stop.
But he didn't. He pulled for another minute like Paul did to him.
Gérard asks Kieran to move to the glory hole. Kieran wasn't hard so he jerked himself a bit first. He put himself in the hole. Gérard took a few pics before moving to the other side. On the other side, he got pics of the dick poking through the hole. While everyone was in the other room, Gérard takes the opportunity. He drops to his knees and starts sucking. A risky move with his wife so close.
Kieran did his best to not moan.
Gérard stops and makes his way out before others got suspicious or gets caught.
"I think that's a wrap folks" Gérard says.
"But you're free to hang around the house if you want, finish what you started. I'll get this stuff cleared away and be in then."
Kieran got dressed and offered to help while the others went into the house.
In the house, everyone was in the 1 bedroom. Both Kieran and Gérard joined them. They entered the room and saw a girl on each of the guys. Gérard stripped and got on the bed, in between the couples. He started kissing Rachel who was on Seamus. He turns and kisses Aoife. He looked over at Kieran and says, “get my phone from my pocket and take some pics.” Kieran does this.
Rachel climbs off Seamus. They change position. Gérard moves up the bed, Rachel is now on her knees, bent over on the bed to suck him. While Seamus goes up behind her and enters. Rachel’s sucks Gérards dick with the same rhythm that Seamus is riding her in.
Gérard lays back, he locks eyes with Kieran and doesn’t lose it. “oh yeah, that’s good.” Gérard moans while looking at Kieran. The moaning increases and gets louder. Kieran could see his expression was changing, meaning he was close to coming. Gérard releases his load into Rachel’s mouth while keeping eye contact with Kieran.
The 3 of them stop and Gérard climbs off the bed. Rachel lays down and Seamus climbs on top.
Once Gérard cleaned himself in the bathroom, he comes out and gets dressed.
“Mon.” He says to Kieran and both leave the room. Gérard pushes Kieran into a dark spare room and kisses him. And suddenly Gérard starts to undo Kieran’s jeans. As soon as he pulled down the zip, he drops to his knees, unleashing the hard dick. Kieran moved his hands to the back of Gérards head. Kieran did not last long. As Kieran was about to cum, he pulled Gérards head in and holds it. He fills Gérards throat and then let’s go. Gérard had no choice but to swallow. He then stands up and kisses Kieran. Kieran didn’t open his mouth, knowing there was still residual left.
When Gérard got home from work, he went straight to the garage. He went through all the cupboards and took a good few things out and put it on the bed. He took about half into the house and put on the kitchen table.
Kieran and Paul had a few drinks before getting a taxi.
It wasn't before long til people started arriving. Kieran and Paul arrived together, and Gérard got them a couple of beers. They chilled in the living room, chatting to Aoife, Rachel and Seamus.
"Ready?" Gérard says.
"How you want us?" Replies Seamus.
Gérard: "We'll start here and then make our way to the garage."
Gérard: "Do you want to get more comfortable?
Seamus didn't waste time and took off his top, he opens his top button and fly on his jeans and sits down again. Aoife and Rachel sit on each side of him and put 1 hand each into his jeans. Gérard stood facing them and started taking pictures with his phone. Next, the girls take out his cock, Rachel hold it while Aoife grabs the balls.
"Stand up", Gérard says. "Drop them."
Seamus pushes his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. The 2 girls stand next to him tightly and their hands over his body, posing. Both Rachel and Aoife drop to their knees, and put their face to each side of the hard dick. Gérard moved to the side angle and Rachel starts sucking.
"OK, perfect. Next." Said Gérard.
He looks over at Kieran and Paul, "You're up. What you doing then?
Kieran and Paul looked at each other, "no, we're not....." implying they aren't up for doing anything with each other.
"I know that, that's not.... just you're both still sitting there."
In the background, the girls are now down to there bra and thongs.
"Right, Kieran, down to your boxers. Stop being shy" says Gérard.
Once done, Aoife goes up to him and both pose for the camera. Kieran holds her tight and moves his hands around her body for the camera. He then lifts her, and she wraps her legs around him. After a few photos, he carries her to the wall and pins her up against it. After another few pics, he let's her down.
Paul now is in his boxers and stands behind Aoife, sandwiching her on between the 2 guys. After a few pics, she drops to her knees and with her back to the camera and the 2 guys facing it, she cups both the guy’s bulges. Then moves her hand to the waistbands and pulls them down just an inch. Then pulls them on down. The dicks continue to get hard, and Gérard now stands over Aoife to get a bird’s eye view of the 2 dicks pointing in her face. Then she starts sucking, going from one to the other.
"OK, got it. Who's for the bedroom?"
Aoife stands up and Kieran pulls up his boxers, while Paul removes his from his ankles and makes his way upstairs with Aoife and Seamus.
The 3 of them lay on the bed, posing for the camera, changing positions every so often.
Aoife straddled Paul and the Seamus climbs on behind her. She leans forward and so does Seamus. Sandwiching her again. Then after the photos, they move off with one on each side of Paul.
Aoife moves in close to Paul's dick and Gérard gets a good close up. Seamus moves in next. Both him and Aoife start lick the dick, moving up and down until Gérard got what he needed.
Gérard moves downstairs again and asks Kieran and Rachel to move to the garage.
As Kieran gets strapped into the X Cross on the wall and blindfolded, the rest of the group come in. Rachel now dressed in leather, and poses next to him with various whips and toys.
The others take a look in the wardrobe. Paul puts on a jockstrap and chaps, and poses with Rachel, next to Kieran. Paul took the opportunity to have a laugh with Kieran and starts using a feather duster on him. Kieran can't take tickles and kept asking him to stop. But he kept it up for another minute.
Kieran is turned around on the X Cross now. Rachel uses the whip some more, leaving red streaks across his arse for the photos. He is let loose once the photos were got.
Gérard asks Paul to get on the bed. Aoife starts to tie his hands and then feet. A blindfold is put on him, followed by a ball gag on his mouth. Aoife poses for the camera with Paul. Once done, Kieran was due his revenge. From the cupboard, he grabs some nipple clamps. They were joined together by a chain. He laughs at Paul as he tries to speak. Kieran wastes no time on putting the clamps on Paul. Paul squirms in pain. Kieran laughs. He let them settle on the nipples for a few seconds before starting to pull on the chain. Kieran could make out Paul was saying "no, no, no, no, no" wanting him to stop.
But he didn't. He pulled for another minute like Paul did to him.
Gérard asks Kieran to move to the glory hole. Kieran wasn't hard so he jerked himself a bit first. He put himself in the hole. Gérard took a few pics before moving to the other side. On the other side, he got pics of the dick poking through the hole. While everyone was in the other room, Gérard takes the opportunity. He drops to his knees and starts sucking. A risky move with his wife so close.
Kieran did his best to not moan.
Gérard stops and makes his way out before others got suspicious or gets caught.
"I think that's a wrap folks" Gérard says.
"But you're free to hang around the house if you want, finish what you started. I'll get this stuff cleared away and be in then."
Kieran got dressed and offered to help while the others went into the house.
In the house, everyone was in the 1 bedroom. Both Kieran and Gérard joined them. They entered the room and saw a girl on each of the guys. Gérard stripped and got on the bed, in between the couples. He started kissing Rachel who was on Seamus. He turns and kisses Aoife. He looked over at Kieran and says, “get my phone from my pocket and take some pics.” Kieran does this.
Rachel climbs off Seamus. They change position. Gérard moves up the bed, Rachel is now on her knees, bent over on the bed to suck him. While Seamus goes up behind her and enters. Rachel’s sucks Gérards dick with the same rhythm that Seamus is riding her in.
Gérard lays back, he locks eyes with Kieran and doesn’t lose it. “oh yeah, that’s good.” Gérard moans while looking at Kieran. The moaning increases and gets louder. Kieran could see his expression was changing, meaning he was close to coming. Gérard releases his load into Rachel’s mouth while keeping eye contact with Kieran.
The 3 of them stop and Gérard climbs off the bed. Rachel lays down and Seamus climbs on top.
Once Gérard cleaned himself in the bathroom, he comes out and gets dressed.
“Mon.” He says to Kieran and both leave the room. Gérard pushes Kieran into a dark spare room and kisses him. And suddenly Gérard starts to undo Kieran’s jeans. As soon as he pulled down the zip, he drops to his knees, unleashing the hard dick. Kieran moved his hands to the back of Gérards head. Kieran did not last long. As Kieran was about to cum, he pulled Gérards head in and holds it. He fills Gérards throat and then let’s go. Gérard had no choice but to swallow. He then stands up and kisses Kieran. Kieran didn’t open his mouth, knowing there was still residual left.
