Over the last few weeks I have been tossing up where or not I share the experience in hotel quarantine. Of course, I protect the anonymity of the people I write about (unless they want me to share their identity) and I didn't do anything wrong. Melbourne had a second wave of covid because the security guards were having sex with the quarantinees so they decided to use police as security instead. I don't think it has made any difference.
This is not a piece of fiction and if I am vague in any parts of this it is because I want to protect the anonymity of everyone involved.
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I was biting the pillow because it hurt, but it was a good hurt. If I hadn't sucked his cock at the beginning of his shift, the cop that was fucking me bareback wouldn't be taking so long.
On my knees in the middle of the bed, I was wearing an AussieBum jockstrap and I was handcuffed. Not the novelty handcuffs I bought from the online adult store, these were Constable Ryan's real handcuffs and I wasn't getting out of them until he let me. With my hands handcuffed behind my back, I really had no control and was completely at his whim. His moaning got louder, he was getting close.
With a grunt he buried his cock deep inside me and came. A minute later, still sucking in deep breaths, he slapped my arse in conquest and slowly withdrew his man meat.
I collapsed on my stomach, my erection causing a little discomfort. Constable Ryan wouldn't offer me any relief in that regard but hopefully Constable Peters, whose shift was about to begin would.
Behind my back I could hear Constable Ryan getting dressed. He told me he'd see me tomorrow morning and started heading towards the door. I asked him about the handcuffs. He dismissed my question, telling me Peters would be by soon and he could deal with the handcuffs. Then he was gone.
This had been going on for ten days straight, from my first day in hotel quarantine.
Just before Xmas, I got caught in the ever changing state border closure shenanigans here in Australia. In order to get back home, I had to spend fourteen days in hotel quarantine. I knew it was coming and had no choice in the matter. I can run my speedo fetish websites from anywhere and I had my laptop. I had also packed a few bottles of bourbon, some sex toys and a bunch of speedos. I figured maybe I'd chat with some of my members online while I pleasure myself. Not in my wildest fantasies could I have ever imagined that my time in hotel quarantine would be a complete fuck fest.
It started on my first afternoon in the hotel.