After Glastonbury
30th Jun 2009
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Just had the best Glastonbury ever, best bands and met some fantastic people. As I can't drive, I had hitched rides to get there and knew I would have to do the same to get home, but was so hyped up I didn't care.
I walked the first few miles, hoping for someone to take pity and pick me up, but to no avail. Then it started to rain and I huddled, tired and unhappy under a tree, a few minutes later a car appeared, it went past me then I saw the brake lights come on and perked up. The car came to a stop and I trotted up to it, the electric window whirred down and the guy driving said "Can I get you somewhere out of the rain"? "Thanks" I replied, "Anywhere towards Bristol would be a great start."
I chucked my rucksack onto the back seat and climbed into the passenger seat. We started driving and the guy said “I don't want this to sound odd, but I live about 40 minutes away, you can kip at my place if you like and I can take you as far as Bristol in the morning." I thought for long moments, then thought of a night out in the rain, “Ok, that would be great” I replied. I relaxed and must have fallen asleep as I was shattered, I woke with a start as he said “Hi mate, wake up, we are here” We were in a small drive outside a house, I couldn’t see any other houses, so guessed we were in the middle of no-where.
We went into the house and he asked if I wanted to take a shower, did I ever! He showed me where the bathroom was and got me a towel and told me to help myself to toiletries. I undressed and being nosey, had a look in the laundry basket, there were quite a lot of women’s undies in there so I thought he must have a partner. I had a long shower, enjoying the hot water and even got a bit of a stiffie but I thought it would be a bit rude to have a wank in a strangers’ house.
He had lent me a dressing gown, it was very silky and felt strangely good against my skin, I went downstairs and he asked if I wanted some wine, I said that would be good. We sat and chatted and drank wine for a while, I noticed he didn’t drink very much of it, I felt myself nodding off and he asked if I wanted to get some sleep, I said that I did, and apologised for being such a poor guest.
He showed me to my room and I suddenly felt quite dizzy which was odd as I didn’t think I’d drunk that much, I took off the dressing gown and realised he hadn’t left the room and could see me naked, I staggered slightly and sat on the bed, I didn’t have any strength in me as he said, “Here, let me help” He eased me back on the bed and pulled the sheet over me, I think I passed out before he turned off the light.
I came round sometime later, I felt very odd, I tried to sit up then realised I was secured to the bed; I was blindfolded but could see a small amount of light. I panicked and tried to free myself but couldn’t move, I shouted “Hey, what the hells’ going on?” I heard him moving in the room, then he said “No need to shout, no-one can hear you”, he sat on the bed and stroked my arm then said in a menacing tone “As long as you behave, we can both enjoy this, if you make a fuss, the movie I’m filming will be all over the internet”
I heard the sound of water splashing then felt my cock being wetted, next the sound of an aerosol and suddenly shaving foam was being applied to my cock and balls. I lay totally still, not moving an inch as I felt the pull of the razor as it glided over my nether regions, even though I was totally straight, I felt my cock grow semi –hard, with minutes I was as smooth as a baby, he washed me off then dried me, then applied some soothing gel.
I felt him stand up and heard the sound of him taking off his robe, then I felt his body against mine as he lay beside me, I gasped as I felt the touch of a silky nightie and the feel of his stockinged legs as he rubbed them against me. I felt him touching me, my ears then my mouth, then down to my chest and sensitive nipples, I gasped again as he dragged something soft and silky over my now smooth balls and cock, I felt my cock harden, I couldn’t stop it as he teased it with the silky stuff. He held my erect cock and wanked me slowly; I felt him move down then groaned out loud as he took me into his mouth. God, the guy sucked like a wet Hoover, better than any of my past girlfriends. I felt him move on top of me, grinding his pantied cock against mine, I felt myself responding, no longer trying to ignore the pleasure I was getting, he kissed my face gently, closer and closer to my mouth, his lips touched mine softly, his tongue flicked my lips, he kissed my mouth and I let his tongue enter my mouth, kissing him hard, unable to deny my pleasure any longer. I tasted lipstick which excited me more; I thrust my tongue into his mouth now, gasping as the pleasure built.
He stopped and sat up astride me, I felt his hand on my cock, then he was rubbing it over his ass, slowly he pressed down against me and now he groaned as my cock entered him, slowly, he rode me, varying the speed and the depth I was up him, I was in heaven! I started moaning as I felt my orgasm build, he continued to ride me, and “I’m going to cum”I gasped“Yes! He gasped, now plunging up and down hard, taking every inch of me, I cried out as I came and came, my cum pumping inside him, I felt splashes on my body as he came over me. Slowly he came to a stop and leaned down to kiss me again, he got off and stood up.
He told me he was going to hide the camcorder somewhere safe, but first he took off the blindfold and filmed my face. H left the room and came back a few minutes later, he smiled and said “Now, I’m going to untie you, don’t forget I have the film so don’t make a fuss. I smiled sheepishly, “ I won’t” I replied “ I enjoyed it too much”.
We showered together and slept in the same bed, we made love in the morning before he dropped me near the M32 in Bristol, he had given me his number, just in case I was going to Glastonbury next year. It really was the best Glastonbury ever!
I walked the first few miles, hoping for someone to take pity and pick me up, but to no avail. Then it started to rain and I huddled, tired and unhappy under a tree, a few minutes later a car appeared, it went past me then I saw the brake lights come on and perked up. The car came to a stop and I trotted up to it, the electric window whirred down and the guy driving said "Can I get you somewhere out of the rain"? "Thanks" I replied, "Anywhere towards Bristol would be a great start."
I chucked my rucksack onto the back seat and climbed into the passenger seat. We started driving and the guy said “I don't want this to sound odd, but I live about 40 minutes away, you can kip at my place if you like and I can take you as far as Bristol in the morning." I thought for long moments, then thought of a night out in the rain, “Ok, that would be great” I replied. I relaxed and must have fallen asleep as I was shattered, I woke with a start as he said “Hi mate, wake up, we are here” We were in a small drive outside a house, I couldn’t see any other houses, so guessed we were in the middle of no-where.
We went into the house and he asked if I wanted to take a shower, did I ever! He showed me where the bathroom was and got me a towel and told me to help myself to toiletries. I undressed and being nosey, had a look in the laundry basket, there were quite a lot of women’s undies in there so I thought he must have a partner. I had a long shower, enjoying the hot water and even got a bit of a stiffie but I thought it would be a bit rude to have a wank in a strangers’ house.
He had lent me a dressing gown, it was very silky and felt strangely good against my skin, I went downstairs and he asked if I wanted some wine, I said that would be good. We sat and chatted and drank wine for a while, I noticed he didn’t drink very much of it, I felt myself nodding off and he asked if I wanted to get some sleep, I said that I did, and apologised for being such a poor guest.
He showed me to my room and I suddenly felt quite dizzy which was odd as I didn’t think I’d drunk that much, I took off the dressing gown and realised he hadn’t left the room and could see me naked, I staggered slightly and sat on the bed, I didn’t have any strength in me as he said, “Here, let me help” He eased me back on the bed and pulled the sheet over me, I think I passed out before he turned off the light.
I came round sometime later, I felt very odd, I tried to sit up then realised I was secured to the bed; I was blindfolded but could see a small amount of light. I panicked and tried to free myself but couldn’t move, I shouted “Hey, what the hells’ going on?” I heard him moving in the room, then he said “No need to shout, no-one can hear you”, he sat on the bed and stroked my arm then said in a menacing tone “As long as you behave, we can both enjoy this, if you make a fuss, the movie I’m filming will be all over the internet”
I heard the sound of water splashing then felt my cock being wetted, next the sound of an aerosol and suddenly shaving foam was being applied to my cock and balls. I lay totally still, not moving an inch as I felt the pull of the razor as it glided over my nether regions, even though I was totally straight, I felt my cock grow semi –hard, with minutes I was as smooth as a baby, he washed me off then dried me, then applied some soothing gel.
I felt him stand up and heard the sound of him taking off his robe, then I felt his body against mine as he lay beside me, I gasped as I felt the touch of a silky nightie and the feel of his stockinged legs as he rubbed them against me. I felt him touching me, my ears then my mouth, then down to my chest and sensitive nipples, I gasped again as he dragged something soft and silky over my now smooth balls and cock, I felt my cock harden, I couldn’t stop it as he teased it with the silky stuff. He held my erect cock and wanked me slowly; I felt him move down then groaned out loud as he took me into his mouth. God, the guy sucked like a wet Hoover, better than any of my past girlfriends. I felt him move on top of me, grinding his pantied cock against mine, I felt myself responding, no longer trying to ignore the pleasure I was getting, he kissed my face gently, closer and closer to my mouth, his lips touched mine softly, his tongue flicked my lips, he kissed my mouth and I let his tongue enter my mouth, kissing him hard, unable to deny my pleasure any longer. I tasted lipstick which excited me more; I thrust my tongue into his mouth now, gasping as the pleasure built.
He stopped and sat up astride me, I felt his hand on my cock, then he was rubbing it over his ass, slowly he pressed down against me and now he groaned as my cock entered him, slowly, he rode me, varying the speed and the depth I was up him, I was in heaven! I started moaning as I felt my orgasm build, he continued to ride me, and “I’m going to cum”I gasped“Yes! He gasped, now plunging up and down hard, taking every inch of me, I cried out as I came and came, my cum pumping inside him, I felt splashes on my body as he came over me. Slowly he came to a stop and leaned down to kiss me again, he got off and stood up.
He told me he was going to hide the camcorder somewhere safe, but first he took off the blindfold and filmed my face. H left the room and came back a few minutes later, he smiled and said “Now, I’m going to untie you, don’t forget I have the film so don’t make a fuss. I smiled sheepishly, “ I won’t” I replied “ I enjoyed it too much”.
We showered together and slept in the same bed, we made love in the morning before he dropped me near the M32 in Bristol, he had given me his number, just in case I was going to Glastonbury next year. It really was the best Glastonbury ever!
