IMPORTANT NOTICE!!!

This story is not mine, nor does it refer to any experience I've had, but it does respond to a recurring fantasy of mine, wishing to fulfill it, even if not with 9, but in those conditions. Except for the topic of drugs, which I don't use and never want to use.

So, just as it's told, mature, married, healthy, and perverted uncles. From this phrase on, what's being told is copied from a story page where the author is listed as "anonymous," so I couldn't cite it.

After the magnificent fuck, we returned to the jacuzzi to relax and started chatting. It turned out he was from the same coastal city as me and had gone to Madrid for an international fair, something related to his work, which I no longer remember. Chatting, we realized we liked the same things in sex: orgies, some poppers, some cocaine if available, cigars, sex with girls too (I'm bisexual, and he was married, although we agreed that many times it was much more vicious and perverted with guys) and he slipped that he had a group of friends in our city, mature and married like him, with whom they met every Sunday, under the excuse of watching football, at one of their chalets, and they had some wild parties. Nothing was missing: neither cigars, nor poppers, nor alcohol, nor some cocaine if the situation arose, etc... although occasionally they put together a common fund to buy a couple of grams.

Well, I'm lying, something was missing, and that was condoms: everyone had made a vow to fuck with whoever they met outside the group with a condom, but inside the group, there were no rules or limitations: everything was bareback, as they obviously enjoyed it much more. As you can imagine, the 9 perverted mature men didn't meet every Sunday, there was always someone missing due to family commitments or a thousand stories, but a minimum of 4 or 5 met and gave free rein to their fantasies: some were only active, others were only passive, there were versatile ones, less vicious and more vicious. They sucked each other, fucked each other, licked each other's mouths, did bukkakes, fucked each other in turns, some peed in others' mouths... in short, all friendship and good intentions.

I asked him if they accepted young people in those parties.

"Why do you ask?"

"I've always had the desire and fantasy of being the sexual object, the slut, of a good group of mature men, to be used like a common bitch, for my mouth and ass to serve as a urinal as well as objects to give pleasure. I'd like to attend one of your meetings, Manolo."

"Never has anyone offered us a young boy for our parties. It's not normal... young people look for people of their own age, and of course, they're not as perverted... but well, it seems I've stumbled upon the exception."

I also laughed, and he continued: "Let me do something, give me your phone number, and mid-week I'll call you or send you an SMS confirming if we accept you or what....