Island Diary 2: Tied on a Table

Island diary 2: Tied on a Table

What seemed to be a leisurely holiday on a tiny island turned into a completely unexpected adventure full of hot sex. I went there as a decent married man and came back as a gay slut.

You can read the 5 parts of this diary separately, but in the correct order you can read along with the events as they actually happened. Thanks again to LarryInSeattle for editing.

6 - 10 April

After the amazing and unexpected hot start of my holiday a few days ago, nothing special happened. The neighbours left the morning after our chess adventure and no new guests had arrived. We spent the day cycling, eating out, and on the beach.

11 April

Today we moved to a more basic wooden bungalow, closer to the beach. It had no aircon, but felt more cosy and was in a beautiful location, with a nice garden. Monkeys were playing in the trees and on the roof.

Around noon, we walked to the restaurant of another small resort on the beach. While we sat there, three guys showed up, apparently coming from one of the wooden bungalows on that beach resort. After last weeks unexpected cock suck adventures I longed for more, so I decided to try to get in touch.

After I finished my lunch I walked to the sea, and while passing their table, I greeted them with a "hi guys, enjoying your lunch?"

"Wat een lekker toetje," one of the guys laughed. He did not know I speak Dutch and understood the double meaning of what he said. It could mean "what a pretty face", but also "what a delicious dessert." I pretended not to understand.

In the water, I tried to get a bit hard, which fortunately worked well in the tropical water temperature. I also bent over a few times with my ass in their direction. When I looked their way, all three were watching. Good start. It made my cock stay semi erect.

Then it was time to go back. I stretched myself ostentatiously when I stepped out of the water. And....yessss.... when I passed their table one asked if I was staying there too.

"Unfortunately not," I smiled, "but we'll be staying in a bungalow here in the last week of April."

They said they would be gone by then. Then they asked if I knew these bungalows already and when I said I didn't, they invited me to come take a look.

Of course that was an extra stimulus for my cock and I could see they didn't miss that. I said I have to ask my wife if she wants to look too. They laughed that I do not need to bring her. I said even in that case I'm dependant on her plans and most probably will come later today or tomorrow.

They warned me that if I come unannounced, they might be not properly dressed.

So I laughed. I would surely come unannounced.

12 April

Fortune was smiling at me today.

First, I felt sad because we did not go to that breakfast place at the beach we had talked about. Instead, I went out for a takeaway meal. After I returned we enjoyed our breakfast and while we were talking about what to do today, our friend, who was also on the island called. She said she did not feel well but had an appointment for a massage, so one of us could go in her place. M liked that idea, and so did I, because the massage is close to the beach resort. We took our bicycles and rode to the massage salon. I asked M to call me when she was ready, so I could pick her up.

I rode on to the beach and did not see the guys at the restaurant, so I hoped they were in their bungalow. I walked to the little holiday home and called, "Hello, anybody here?"

No response.

I thought about what they said about coming unannounced, so I stepped in, but there appeared to be nobody there.

Then, suddenly, a voice from behind me: "Hey, what you're doing in our place?"

"Err, you've sort of invited me."

"Not to just walk in while we're not there."

I wanted to apologize, but before I could start he said, "We know how to deal with intruders."

He grabbed my hands and tied them behind my back. Then he pushed me further inside the house, into the living room. He guided me to a small table and forced me to bend over it. He pulled down my shorts, ordered me to step out of them, and then he spread my legs and tied my left ankle to the left front leg of the table and my right ankle to the right one. He untied my wrists and took off my shirt. Then he tied my hands to the rear legs of the table. Finally he took my shirt and wrapped it around my head as a blindfold.

"I'm going for a swim now and won't tell the others you're here," he laughed.

I was there for at least 10 minutes when I heard voices approaching. When they were pretty close they suddenly stopped and one said, "What the fuck is this????" (For the reader's convenience I have translated from the Dutch.)

"Hello," I said. "I think I just experienced an unknown form of hospitality." (I spoke English; I did not want them to know I could understand their Dutch.)

"O look, it's that guy we met at lunch yesterday," one voice said. "So you win the bet. You thought our dessert would really show up. You may choose which side you want."

I felt a pair of hands going over my body, touching my almost erect cock, caressing my bum.

"I cannot choose" the voice said. "Both his lips and his arse look irresistible. But because I like it so much seeing my cum dripping from a face, I will take the front side."

I heard some sounds, most probably of them undressing. Then I felt two hands on my head. "Stick out your tongue please". When I did, I felt something soft touching it. I played with my tongue and the soft thing quickly became hard.

No chance to describe it all in detail here, but while the first guy fucked me in my mouth, the other entered my back entrance and they spit roasted me till the first shot a huge cumload. Meanwhile the guy I met in the house first had returned and took over the mouth fucking. The guy at the back pumped all his seed inside me. Finally, I got some more shots in my mouth and on my face.

They untied me and took off the shirt. I saw three smiling, naked men. They took a camera and asked me to come and pose with them. Which I happily did.

Then my phone rang. Good timing. I quickly showered, dressed and jumped on my bicycle. "Ik hoop dat jullie het toetje lekker vonden," (I hope you liked the dessert/face) I smiled, and rode to the massage place. A pity I could not see their faces.