MY RAIN FRIEND 4

[shinymacintosh]

Tuesday had arrived. I eagerly dressed in my new black PVC jump suit, knee boots and black PVC Macintosh. I checked myself out in my bedroom mirror and felt sexually excited at the complete look.

I realised that the zips on my jump suit might be complicated, so I adjusted them for ease of access. First the master zip, tight up to my throat, a lovely constricted feeling with the high collar. The second open around my balls for easy access and the third closed around my backside.
I drove to the cinema and parked nearby. Climbed the stairs, paid and entered the dark world of a porn cinema. My eyes became accustomed to the darkness. I stood at the back, the film was a new one, they must change every week I thought.

Men slowly shuffled by me searching for a sexual partner, occasionally lightly touching my arm or groin, hoping. I couldn’t see my oilskin friend, so I carefully sat three seats in on the third row watched the film and waited. I thought everyone could hear my heart thumping.

After around twenty minutes of agonising anticipation, a guy silently sat next to my right. It wasn’t the oilskin man, but he was dressed in shiny black leather. We touched knees a few times before his leather gloved hand tried to access inside my mac. He was successful and very quickly had me erect. I tried to reciprocate but he firmly pushed my hand away, so I sat back and appreciated the wonderful sensation of being groped by a stranger dressed in leather in a darkened sleazy cinema.

He squeezed me very hard, stood up and left me in a state of high anticipation. I pushed my erection back inside my jump suit and watched the film come to a close.

Most of the clients left the cinema and around twelve moved over to the storeroom paid the entrance fee and entered the darkened room. As before a DVD was playing on both large TV screens. Men and women were bound to bed heads or chairs and were forced to perform sexual acts on their captors.

I stood amongst the twelve guys watching the film. I spotted my oilskin man plus the two guys with the shiny cagoules from the caravan, who had given me a good time. They came alongside me, took my arms and pulled me over to a tall wooden cross. Bound securely my hands and legs then slipped a semi-transparent plastic bag loosely over my head. I could make out blurred movements close by.

I heard the sounds of two more prisoners pleading not to be tied up and used. All went silent, then I felt my PVC mac being opened revealing my shiny black PVC jump suit. My zip was already pulled down. I was wanked, then I sensed a couple of guys licking and kissing my erect cock. My nipples were squeezed hard causing me to cry out into my claustrophobic plastic head bag. I could feel other bodies pushing and shoving close by trying to punish me and excite themselves. A rope or a belt was wrapped around my neck and pulled tight. My breathing was rapid, the semi-transparent bag opened and closed in time with my gasping for air. Suddenly I was released from the plastic bag and the wooden cross. I fell to the floor panting for air. The plastic bag was loose now, I was carried to a box and placed outstretched on my stomach. My mac was lifted exposing my shiny PVC backside. I felt the zip being opened, I felt the pain of a hand slapping my bottom cheeks again and again. I could hear sounds of approval from the watchers.

I could feel gel being pushed into my backside. My hands tried to stop whoever was doing this to me. I felt his sleeve. It felt like oilskin. I experienced a cock entering me, slowly at first then building up as the excitement in the room changed. I could hear cheers from the onlookers. My oilskin man grunted, came inside me and collapsed heavily on top of me.

I felt him roll off me and was entered by another. Luckily, he must have been far too excited as he came very quickly. Any others? I heard a voice say. There was a short pause before I was used a third time.
Well done, said a familiar voice. The zip on my jump suit was closed, I was helped to my feet my PVC mac was adjusted and straitened and finally the semi-transparent plastic bag was pulled from my sweating face.

Were you the first? I asked the oilskin man standing next to me and holding me up. He nodded. I remained silent trying to imagine what all the guys had just seen.
Did you love it? He asked.
I’m not sure, let me see what happens to the other two.

The next guy was stripped of his shiny long leather coat but managed to keep his leather gloves on. He was flogged on his back and buttocks with a belt then pulled down over the same box I had been on and used by three guys.
The third and final guy was a trannie. Her red PVC dress was unzipped and dropped to the floor revealing only a suspender set and boots, nothing more. She was flogged, but I don’t think quite as hard. Then taken from behind.

The show was over. As the DVD came to an end there was a lot of body and mouth contact going on between everyone, telephone numbers and email addresses were exchanged, and everyone shuffled out of the cinema.
Would you like lift anywhere? Asked oilskin man.
Do you still have whisky?
Of course, he smiled.

We walked over to his motor home. Stood outside was the man in leather who had played with me in the cinema. Do you mind if he comes along as well?
We drove out to the same place as before near to the reservoir. Oilskin man poured us both a whisky and locked the doors and closed the curtains. Did I see the two guys in shiny cagoules here tonight? The ones at the caravan with the blonde girl? I asked.
Yes, they were here. They have packed up their tents and tomorrow should be further down south. The blonde girl, Sarah, has gone in her car for a couple of days, should be back tomorrow. She leaves her caravan around that area as its quite safe.

I sat next close to the leather man. His long black leather coat and my black PVC mac looked quite sensual together. Were you the second for punishment? He nodded. But thanks for letting me play with you in the cinema.
I thought it might be you, especially with the leather gloves. Why didn’t you want me to play with you?
He took another deep drink of whisky. You can now if you want. He took off his gloves and handed them to me. I looked at oilskin man. He nodded go ahead, enjoy.

I pulled on his soft leather gloves, opened is coat, his zip was already down. I drew out his cock and brought it to an erection. He moaned as I wanked and sucked on him and licked the sides of his shaft. He shot his lot over my face the warm cum dribbled down onto my mac.
I heard a noise and oilskin man was right up close to me, his erect cock in his hand, he held my head and pushed himself into my mouth moving in and out until he achieved his orgasm. More cum dribbled down my face and onto my mac.

I was thrown a towel and cleaned myself up a little and finished my whisky. The other two guys sat very close to me, held my arms firmly to stop any struggling and between them gave me a fantastic double blow job.
Anyone want to go back home or stay here the night?

We decided to stay the night. Oilskin man sorted out the bed and we all slept together fully clothed with me squashed in the middle.
They managed to grope me a couple of times during the night, which was pleasant and the next morning I was driven to where I had parked my car, said my goodbyes and drove home.
Inside I took off my PVC mac, boots and jump suit. I kissed and licked them and put them away in my bedroom. What a night it had been. I had loved every minute.

[hotwilly]

Really enjoyable, well written story - continues to deliver the goods.