Accidental Gay Vacay 02

In my first story, my wife and I have gone to an open-sex / nudist resort. Upon our first hour there, my wife witnessed me having anal sex with a Twink by the pool. Then dragging me to our room where she had a mind-blowing orgasm before falling asleep.

We woke up from our nap, showered, and got dressed for dinner. My wife told me to wear a new shirt she bought and was on the bed. There I found A pair of loose-fitting cargo shorts and a very Pink Hawaiian style shirt.

I said I'm not wearing this!, she said it was fine. "And I bought it just for you." Oh, and no underwear. Well, what could I do? She was wearing a sequined gray napkin/halter top with a black leather skirt.

I said holy crap you look hot! Everyone will be staring at you tonight. I found it odd when she replied I don't think so under her breath.

We arrived at the restaurant for dinner and during a great meal, I noticed a lot of guys staring at our table. I said to my wife "I told you so." Our waiter always made eye contact with me as if flirting, and touching my shoulder when he would check up on us. I also noticed a lot, if not all the guys were wearing either Pink or Blue shirts, odd.

After dinner, my wife asked if we could go to the club for drinks. Of course, I said yes.

Upon arriving at the club I noticed a sign announcing that the theme of the party tonight was the Pink and Blue Party. I asked what was a Pink and Blue party. She told me that Tops or doms wore blue, Bottoms or Subs wore Pink, and non-players could wear either Black, Gray, or White. That's when I realized I had been set up and in for a lot of trouble. When I resisted, she just batted her eyes and said please it will be fine. I said fine but one drink and we are out!

As we walked in there were quite a few people there. Most were wearing pink and blue. The men that is, most of the women were wearing forms of black, gray, or white. At least I didn't stand out.

We went to the bar and ordered our drinks. My wife and I were talking and I was avoiding looking at anyone. She said tonight was going to be great and I was going to have a great time. And just when I asked why, a Tall man, short bearded, tanned, and very handsome man came over to say hi and introduce himself as Phil. Did I mention he had a Blue shirt? When he shook my hand in a firm grip, he didn't let go right away, awkward. My wife instantly started talking and almost flirting.

During the conversation, I heard Phil ask my wife if I was a bottom. What! but before I could wrap my head around the question she responded not yet. They were talking and laughing like I wasn't even there. My wife kind of stepped back a little leaving me open and vulnerable

She was telling him how she had fantasies of me being with a man but up till today I was still a virgin. This is where Phil reached in front of me to order a new round of drinks for us, his face was so close I could have kissed him, His cologne smelled great, and he was very good-looking.

What the fuck was I thinking? He stayed very close to me. and then put his hand around my shoulders like we were buddies. I don't know why I didn't move but I started to feel like a deer in the woods being hunted.

As they talked about me I was lost in my thoughts, was this going to happen? What am I going to do? Then he lowered his hands to my hips then squeezed my ass. I looked into his blue eyes and we both knew I was his. I was gone as a man and now ready to assume my place as a submissive Beta male.

This is where he leaned in and kissed me, long, licking my lips as I let him slip his tongue in. When he pulled back, he told me my wife said I was available all night. I turned my head in surprise but only to find my wife was gone. I was now alone with this gorgeous man. Did I say gorgeous? Thank god I was wearing loose cargo shorts as my cock began to swell.

Phil asked if I wanted to dance but before I could say anything he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the floor. Up till now, I don't think I have said a word!

As we danced my throat was dry and I tried saying that I had never done this before. He could tell I was nervous and said that it was ok, he likes turning out married men.

Turning out? He saw the surprised look on my face and with a big smile, he said, "Oh your wife said I have you till breakfast tomorrow and she wants to hear all the details."

This is where he grabs my ass and starts rubbing what feels like a massive cock against my 5 inches. All I can do is rest my head on his chest, smell his scent, and feel submissive to this rugged Alpha male.

I always had a fantasy of being with a man, but not being used by a man. I felt my cock becoming hard as he rubbed against me swaying to the music as we danced. He looked down at me and as I looked up at him, then he again kissed me, and I let him! feeling the heat and his excited state I began to moan in his arms, giving in to these new feelings.

As we kissed, he hugged me closer pressing his pelvis into mine. I could feel myself becoming his. Leaving my manhood behind and becoming his object of pleasure.

OMG, what is happening? When the song ended, he said enough of the foreplay and again grabbed my hand and headed towards the elevators. We continued to make out in front of a young married couple. When I looked at the husband, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, he smiled and winked at me. This gave me the courage to become a submissive faggot for the night and maybe for the future.

We got to his room and he made us some more drinks. I was already feeling tipsy but figured I could use more.

He began unbuttoning my shirt, kissing my neck and chest all the while saying "I'm going to enjoy this."

He then ordered me to remove my shorts, then once I was naked for the first time with a man for the reason of sex, he ordered me to remove his clothes and take my time. I began unbuttoning his shirt and seeing his much hairier chest than mine, I began to feel less manly. He had a great physique, firm muscles, broad shoulders, a true man's man.

Then I undid his belt and zipper. I had to get on my knees to lower his pants. I could now see the true size of his cock. As I was staring at his bulged underwear he said "Go ahead, and enjoy your first cock," I lowered his briefs and that thing almost slapped me in my face. On instinct, I touched and stroked his cock, feeling its weight, and gerth.

I was trembling and truly enjoying this Alpha cock in my feminine hands.

Without being told, it felt so natural to open my mouth and take the head into my lips, and suck on it. I knew not to use my teeth and began thinking about how my wife sucked on my cock. He soon got harder and told me I was doing a great job for a first-time cocksucker. This only fueled me to do a good job. I soon felt a hand on the back of my head as he began to do little pelvis thrusts. and I began to feel pride making him feel good. This felt so natural, on my knees, sucking a cock. I began wishing I had done this sooner in life.

Just as I was getting into it and creating a rhythm, he pulled out of my mouth and said he didn't want to cum yet, there is so much for me to experience in just one night.

Phil told me to get on the bed, on my back, legs up. I did as he said. This is what a virgin bride must feel like I thought. Not knowing what to do or expect.

He got a bottle of lube from his suitcase and started to finger my asshole. Slowly at first just circling the rim and applying light pressure. His other hand started to rub my cock. Not stroking it, but rubbing it. He said Sissys don't jerk their tiny dicks they rub their clitty. I was overloaded with adrenalin, pheromones, or just lust, I was letting a strange man use me and I loved it! I always had thoughts but never expected to act on them.

He started to insert the first finger, working it in and then a second. Finding my prostate and making me twitch with jolts of electricity to my boi clitty.

Phil asked if I have ever been fucked before as my ass was very hungry. I admitted that my wife would sometimes peg me and I enjoyed that very much. He smiled and stopped rubbing my sissy clit and began lubing his cock.

He asked me if I had any doughts, now was the time to say something, as he wanted me to "want" this. he told me to ask him, no, to beg him to fuck me, tell him how much I wanted him inside of me. To fill my ass with cock.

Yes!, please fuck me! I want you and your cock, use me, breed me, turn me into a cock slut! And he did.

Phil started to apply pressure to my ass, god it felt great. Then he slipped in, it hurt for that first second or two but I was used to it. I looked him in the eye and said "Fuck me, I'm ready". He started with a slow rhythm and picked up speed as I loosened up. He again started hitting the P spot and it was making me moan with pleasure. I felt so sluty and embarrassed by these feelings but didn't want it to stop. Phil continued to rub my clitty, telling me what a good little faggot I was. This got me to the edge. Phil calling me a Faggot was, this was too much for me, and I began squirting all over myself. Phil just laughed and said, " I can always pick out the wannabe Faggots." Just then he stiffened and drove in deep. Deep into my ass and I could feel him pulsing, filling me with his Alpha sperm. Completing my transformation into a Beta, cocksucking, married Fag.

My ass was sore and I felt like such a slut after he rolled off of me. I could feel his cum oozing from my boi pussy. This was a turning point in life, my wife always said as she was pegging me, that there was a faggot somewhere inside of me. I showered and cleaned myself up. When I looked at the clock it was 2 am. We had been fucking for four hours, it was too late to go back to my room so I cuddled in with Phil and slept.

I woke up with a tickle to my lips. It was Phil's cock, he was wanting me to suck it. So I happily gave Phil a morning blowjob. His cock was made for my mouth. This was the first time that someone was going to cum in my mouth. I was not sure if I could do it. Phil left me no option when he grabbed my head and began to face fuck me. Saying this my friend is what will truly make you a cocksucker for life and just then he unloaded in my mouth. The first blast hit the roof of my mouth, surprising me, then as he kept pulsing filling my mouth I began to swallow as I was trying to breathe. I didn't taste much but I remember a slimy texture like oysters.

Phil pulled out and said go clean up faggot we are done for today. Today?

There was a message on my phone from my wife, asking if I was ok and if I was free to meet her for breakfast, followed by a winking emoji. I texted back saying I would be glad to. Once I learned how to walk again.

I was still in my pink shirt when I met my wife at breakfast. She was smiling like a Cheshire cat and gave me a big hug, she was going to kiss me then stopped and said not till you brush your teeth. Then told me to tell her everything. While eating, her phone chimed. Phil had sent her a video! I had no idea he was recording, but then my wife said it was her idea, so we could watch it later. "Eat up and get some sleep, we have a busy night ahead of us."