Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2023 13:52:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: Stu Y <studfish23@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Re: Cuck Holiday Chapter 6

Cuck Holiday – Chapter 6

The next day, Josh and Nathan were free in the afternoon, so Harry arranged
for us all to meet up early afternoon so we could have a nice relaxing one
with a few drinks, and maybe have some time to play later in the
evening. We met at a gay bar on the beach after lunch, about 2.30pm, and
relaxed under a parasol, with the hot sand at our feet. Half way through
the first beer, everything was pretty light hearted and I was starting to
relax and enjoy being there.

The calm didn't last for long though. Nathan was talking about his day at
work yesterday and some stressful client and how badly he'd slept last
time, as he was still thinking about it.

Josh took the opportunity to jump in at that point, with a grin on his
face. "Hey Ste, hopefully you got a better night's sleep last night?"

My heart started to sink. I could see where this was going to go. Nathan
had obviously told Josh all about the other night. Stuff I knew Harry was
not going to be comfortable with.

"Although, I bet Harry got more sleep sharing a bed with you than he did
when I was in there" he added - joking, but not really joking.

Harry laughed. "In fairness you kept waking me up in the night because your
dick had got rock hard again and you wanted another fuck"

"What can I say man, you turn me on a whole lot" Josh said, stroking
Harry's leg, as they sat close together.

For a second I felt like the storm was about to pass. Then Nathan joined
in.

"Man, it felt fucking good to have the whole bed to myself..."

And there it was. I saw the look of puzzlement on Harry's face.

"If it was up to me" Nathan continued, "bitches would always sleep on the
floor. Beds only for the real men".

I looked at him, feeling betrayed.

"Don't look at me like that you little bitch. When I make a dumb fuckslut
sleep on the floor and have the king size bed to myself, you think I'm not
gonna have a laugh with my mates about it?"

I was mortified. It was bad enough that guys on other tables might be
hearing this, but it was so much worse, than my own boyfriend was hearing
this right here.  Why didn't I just tell him before. I didn't know if he'd
be feeling angry or embarrassed or what else he might be feeling. I wanted
to curl up in a ball.

A few loaded seconds passed, before Harry spoke. "What the fuck are you
talking about...?"

Josh leaned forward, and put his hand on Harry's knee to calm him and then
turned to me, half smiling. "Ste, why don't you go fetch the men another
beer while we talk"

"You can get yourself a water" Nathan added.

A moment passed and Harry didn't say anything to intervene, so I got
up. "Yes Sir" I said quietly, and walked across to the bar, to order three
pints of beer and a glass of water. As I waited at the bar, I could just
about still hear what they were saying.

"I'm telling you, your boy has such a boner right now" I heard Josh say to
Harry.

Harry said something to Nathan which I couldn't quite hear, but I heard
Nathan's response clearly. "Mate, no disrespect, but there are men and
there are bitches. Both serve a role and both need each other. But your
boyfriend is a very submissive bitch, and he needs keeping in line. It's
what he wants. He wouldn't obey us if he didn't want it".

I got back to the table with a tray of the beers and my tap water, and I
passed the beers to the other three.

"Good boy" Josh said to me as I sat down.

"You didn't really have to get yourself water" Harry said to me, looking
less angry than he did before, but maybe just confused still.

"Yes he did" Nathan said calmly. "He does what men tell him. Like, watch
this". He turned to me. "Get on your knees now bitch and kiss my feet"

I wasn't expecting this. I paused, looking around at all the people in the
bar. This was too much.

He spoke calmly, but more insistently. "Do it faggot. Kiss my feet right
fucking now"

I could tell the anger coming into his voice. I didn't have a choice. I got
down on my knees on the warm sand and planted a slow kiss on each of his
feet, then returned to my chair. I looked around again and no-one in the
restaurant seemed to have noticed.

"You'd best not take so long obeying a basic instruction again bitch, or
you're gonna get punished".

"He really likes obeying" Josh added, then looking at me, "don't you?"

Harry looked over at me, honestly wanting to know how I was feeling.  I
could see how much he cared about me, and he looked worried that I was
being pushed into something I didn't want. He hadn't seen the side of me
that was this submissive. I felt like such an embarrassment to him. He was
finally seeing how pathetic his boyfriend was. He deserved so much
better. I could also see Josh's hand on his knee, and how much he was
enjoying being with him. Maybe it was better like this. Just watching their
relationship develop, knowing Harry was going to get the kind of guy he
deserved.

"Yes Sir" I said, honestly, to Josh, and I give a small nod to Harry to
tell him I wanted this.

I couldn't tell what his look back to me meant. I think it was all still
sinking in, but he didn't say anything more.

The conversation kind of returned to normal topics, and the guys carried on
drinking beer and me drinking water without further comment on it. We
ordered food, and Nathan didn't intervene in what I wanted to eat, but for
the next drinks round, I got water again, and nobody said anything about
it. It all kind of returned to normal, watching and commenting on the guys
that walked past, telling funny stories and joking around. I was quieter
than normal, just not wanting to overstep my place, knowing that Nathan,
and to some extent Josh, expected me to be submissive to them. I wasn't
silent, but I mostly just laughed along and spoke when one of the other
guys asked me something directly. I still enjoyed their company though.

After getting food, we decided to take a walk along the beach before
heading to a bar. I fell in next to Harry while Josh and Nathan walked
together a bit further in front.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asked me, once we were out of earshot of the
others.

I turned and looked him in the eye as we walked, and smiled.

"I'm good. I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't want to embarrass you. I
should have told you what happened earlier"

Harry shrugged. "It's ok. I mean, it was kind of weird. I'm not sure I
totally get it. But I guess it's all good if you're happy?"

I nodded. "Thankyou" I said quietly.

We walked along quietly for a couple of minutes.

"How are you feeling about Josh?" I asked. They'd spent the afternoon
sitting next to each other and their hands on each others' laps, even
openly kissing a couple of times.

Harry nodded thoughtfully. "He's really hot. I mean, honestly, I really
want to fuck him some more"

I smiled. "I guess this is how it goes with experimenting. We've got to try
stuff and see what we both enjoy"

Harry nodded again.

It crossed my mind that we might also find out what we preferred and what
we didn't prefer, and that it might mean he finds out he's no longer
interested in me. But I didn't say it out loud.

"So are you still wanting to explore submission stuff with Nathan?" Harry
asked.

Whatever I wanted, I knew I had to give Harry the space to find out how
much he was into Josh. He deserved to see if this might go somewhere. But I
also couldn't deny, I wanted to serve Nathan more. I wanted to be a good
enough slut to impress him. I wanted to be on my knees looking up at him,
and inhaling his scent and showing him I was desperate to please him. I
knew he'd be mean to me, and treat me like shit, but I still wanted him to
do it.

"Yeah. If its ok with you?" I replied.

"Of course babe. I want you to explore everything you want" he said
quickly. I wasn't sure how much he meant it, or how much he just wanted to
have more alone time with Josh.

We got to the next place, and all went up to the bar, but had to wait as
the single bartender was dealing with a big order from across the bar.

Nathan moved round and slapped a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Hey man, you mind if I take your boy to the bathroom? I really need some
sloppy head right now"

Harry started to turn to check with me, but Josh quickly moved a finger to
Harry's chin and turned his face towards him.

"You don't have to check with your boy. You know he wants you to make the
decision, right? You're the man."

I saw Harry looking in his eyes, then nodding. Josh leaned in and kissed
Harry long and deeply.

"Maybe we can keep doing that while they're gone" Josh said.

"Mmm, yeah" he replied. "Sure man, use him good" he said to Nathan, but
without taking his eyes off Josh.

I watched the back of Harry's head and saw the smile on Josh's face as
Harry moved in for another kiss. At the same time a firm hand grabbed the
back of my neck hard.

"Ok, move" Nathan said.

I obeyed and walked towards the toilet and he let go of my neck, knowing I
wouldn't disobey him now.

I walked towards the end stall and into it, and Nathan followed me quietly
and closed the door and locked it. There didn't seem to be anyone else in
the bathroom, but we were still both pretty quiet, just in case.

I sat down on the lid of the toilet, thinking he'd fuck my throat standing
up, but when I looked up, he clicked a finger and pointed at the ground,
and I took that as an instruction to kneel on the cold floor, which was
strewn with wet patches and sand trampled in from the beach. He then took
my place sitting on the toilet lid and leant back.

"Take the shorts and pants off bitch" he whispered, and I did as he said,
sliding them down his muscular legs and over his trainers.

As I slid them down, it released his massive rock hard dick. He wasn't
lying when he said he needed head. I could feel my own dick growing, at the
prospect of serving this alpha man.

He grabbed me by the hair and pushed me down towards his dick, and I opened
my mouth ready for him to slide me down on it. He stopped through just
before my lips touched his cock head.

"You're one very lucky little cocksucker" he whispered to me, holding me
there while I looked down at his thick meat.

"Yes Sir" I said, instinctively.

"Beg me to let you worship my alpha dick faggot"

I didn't hesitate. I wanted it so much.

"Please Sir, let me suck your alpha dick and take your seed. Use my throat
as your fleshlight"

"Yeah, good boy. Being a hole for alpha dick. It's all your good for isn't
it?"

"Yes Sir" I said. I was so rock hard, but I knew my dick was completely
irrelevant right now. Only one dick mattered.

He pulled me all the way down onto it, so I couldn't breath properly, and
the scent of his crotch from an afternoon sitting out in the sun, was
filling my lungs, and rubbing all over my face, marking me. He manoeuvred
my skull up and down on his dick, fully controlling the fuck, and using my
skull and throat purely as an object for pleasuring his cock. He leant back
and spread his legs open wider, but never released the pressure on my head,
just kept moving me up and down, squeezing his dick in my throat and
getting him close to orgasm.

The continuous throat fucking meant I head to open my mouth and throat up,
and the throat slime was gently flowing out onto the base of his dick. With
one hand he started scooping it up and rubbing it all over my face and
through my hair, while his other hand kept controlling the skull fuck. He
kept going covering me in the slime, until my whole face felt wet and I
knew it was streaked through my hair. I was a total mess, but it didn't
matter. Right now my only purpose in the world was to be a tight hole for
his dick to slide in and out of and to shoot his seed into. Covering me in
my own drool was just him reminding me I was nothing. Just a cocksucker
slut, on my knees for him to dump his load in.

I could feel him getting closer and closer, and then as he was right on the
edge he pushed my skull down deep and crossed his arms over the back of my
head, holding me down so hard, I couldn't move, and his dick was so deep in
my throat I couldn't breathe. I felt his balls tense, and the deep repeated
throbbing from the base of his dick as the cum shot up through the length
of his dick and spurt after spurt was unloaded deep inside my body. It felt
so amazing knowing the pleasure he was experiencing, and that my throat had
been able to give him that.

I gradually pushed my head slightly up, just to get a gap to be able to
breathe, and as his orgasm subsided, he let me lift it just enough, but
still holding me deep down on his dick. I knew I shouldn't take his dick
out my mouth until he instructed. The only thing that mattered was giving
him a perfect experience. He deserved it.

Eventually he lifted his arms off the back of my head and pushed me back
and off his dick. He leaned forward and grabbed me by the chin, holding me
closer towards him, then spat in my face. He spat again and again until I
had five marks on my face where his spit had landed and was dribbling down.

"Such a pathetic bitch. You exist to serve real men and take dick."

"Yes Sir"

"I wanna hear you say it" he said and reached down to grab his phone out of
his shorts pocket. He switched it on and pointed it right at my face,
dripping with his spit".

I knew there was no choice here and no hiding. What he recorded right now
could end up being seen by anyone. I was so dumb with his dick though, I
just obeyed.

"I only exist to serve real men and take dick Sir"

I felt his hand slap on my face and another wad of spit land right in my
eye, then I heard the sound of the recording stop.

"Good bitch. Might make a good trained fag out of you yet" he said, then
slid his shorts back over his trainers and on again, pushed me out the way,
and unlocked the door.

"Don't dare remove my spit from your faggot face, and don't even think
about playing with your faggot dick. Show respect to me and come back out
into the bar quickly, and thank me properly". He turned and walked out.

I reached up and locked the cubicle door, while I got myself together and
tried to get my boner to reduce down.

When I'd got it together I went out and looked in the mirror. I looked a
proper mess. I looked exactly like a man had just rough throat fucked me. I
looked like the submissive bitch I was.

I went back out into the bar and saw Nathan sitting with Harry and Josh who
were cuddled up close together. I walked across to them, thinking about the
words to use. I slid down onto the seat next to Nathan, and they all looked
expectantly at me.

"Thankyou Nathan Sir for letting me serve your alpha dick and take your
load Sir. I'm very grateful to get the chance to serve you."

Josh started laughing. "You look like a proper little slut whore there
mate. No-one here is gonna be in any doubt what you've just been doing"

I waited to see what Harry would say.

He picked up his beer, that was still about a quarter full, and downed the
rest of it.

"Maybe time for you to go fetch us men another beer, boy?" he said, and
grinned at me.

I dropped my head, and knew this meant I was off to order another three
beers and a tap water, while the guy at the bar looked at my
throatfuck-wrecked face.

"Yes Sir" I said.

I think it was the first time I ever called my boyfriend Sir.



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