1/21/10 TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright © OCTOBER 2011 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form or sold for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached. All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely Fictional. There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons. Story Contents:(MM, MF,MDom) WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY. DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Title: AN ENTRY FROM DR. WATSON'S JOURNAL - ON ONE OF HIS MANY EXPLOITS WITH SHERLOCK HOLMES Authors: C.D.E. & Es2c(Semi-retired) AUTHORS’ NOTE: This is a pastiche or take off of the Sherlock Holmes Adventures. It’s something myself and Es2c had traded notes on a few years ago. With me not being successful with other plots I was toying with, I went back and looked at this and decided to wrap it up for a humorous posting. PLEASE NOTE, THIS IS NOT MY NORMAL CUCKOLD TYPE TALE. SEE CONTENTS LINE! DO NOT READ IF HOMOSEXUAL ACTIVITY BOTHERS YOU! Cast(Key players): Sherlock Holmes Dr. Watson Inspector Lestrade I did as Holmes had asked of me. I picked the lock and went in the rooms where our suspects were supposed to be staying, and started the search for evidence he’s asked me to do. The tenants weren’t supposed to return so soon. They did. I was caught. In addition, it turned out the old tenants, that were to be the targets of my search, had moved out and two new tenants had moved in. The two new renters held me and threatened to call the Bobbies on me. They were both much taller and muscular than me and could easily manhandle me if it came to that. Not wanting to draw attention to the law about the assignment Holmes had me doing for him, I asked the men if there was something I could do to prove that I was not there to do them harm or rob their place. "Tell you what mate, you got a pretty looking mouth, why don't you suck our cocks and we'll call it even. We ain't got no use for the law. Maybe we can just settle up by you swallowing our spunk." One of the men said as he rubbed his crotch and then began to unzip. "Yeah, that's a smashing good idea." The other replied quickly as he also did the same. Out of shock of their outrageous suggestion, I momentarily couldn't utter a word. "Look bloke, we both are in need of some. I can tell by the way you looking at my thing this probably ain't your first time eyeing a stiff cock. How about it? It’s our cocks or talking to the law about breaking and entering." The first man spoke again as he handled and stroked his rather large clipped penis. I have to say it was a handsome member and maybe I did let my eyes wander and stare at the sight of his now stiffening big boner a bit longer than I should have. To make a long narrative short, I decided it was easier to suck the two strangers' big cocks and swallow their hot spunk than try to explain my failed assignment to the Bobbies. After all, I was no stranger to cocksucking. But I was not a wanton cocksucker, I only did so a few times to help men who were in a dire need and who had no immediate means of access to a woman for sex. While there was a bit of extortion in this current situation, as well as helping myself out too, I felt there was enough of a compelling reason to let my mouth act as a surrogate vagina for the two men's very lengthy and thick swollen erections. True to their word, the two men let me leave their rooms and asked me to come around from time to time as they really enjoyed the suck jobs I gave them. I said nothing but hurried away to meet Holmes and Inspector Lestrade and to tell them that there were new tenants in the rooms I had just departed. I of course had no intentions in telling them about what I had to do to effect my escape from the two new tenants. But as my luck would have it, both Lestrade and Holmes were already in the house across the street from the one I’d just left when I met up with them. They also had been watching my acts of cocksucking on my knees, through their binoculars. Even though they weren't supposed to be their until much later, they arrived early and in time to catch me kneeling and sucking both cocks as well as swallowing the abundant contents of both men’s' bloated balls. Thoroughly embarrassed and with a flushed red face, I tried to explained my rationale for my actions. "No need to explain good friend Watson. You have a tendency to be a good Samaritan when it comes to helping out with a stiff boner. And he's good at it too. Take my word for it Lestrade." Spoke Holmes as he winked at the inspector. I was shocked at him doing that, virtually letting Lestrade know that I had also sucked his cock too. "Well Dr. Watson, I sort of prefer my wife taking care of my needs, but who knows, I might just look you up if I need to. And mind you, I don't fault a fine English Gentleman such as you if you indulge yourself by pleasing another bloke's dick and find his spunk tasty." He said with a dry chuckle. It was then that I noticed that 4 big burly constables were in an adjacent room and who apparently heard everything. This added to my embarrassment. As we left the house and headed for the estate of Lady Goings, they each gave me a funny look. The next day, each of them, at various times when the situation allowed, would wink at me, lift or part their Bobby coats and grab their pricks through their trousers. Their meaning was very clear. I chose to ignore their juvenile antics. Just because an English gentleman sucks a few cocks here and there, is no reason to think that my mouth is a public sperm dump for every man's erection. Later in the evening about an hour or so before dinner, Sherlock had me stay at the mansion where the case had originated, while he returned to London once more. I was in the servant's quarters, when one of the 4 constables sent one of the many servant boys on the estate to have me meet him at one of the outlying buildings about 100 yards from the main house. It was sort of a general storage area that the family used to place seasonal items. As I reached the building, I saw the constable by the door, and he said that he had something that I ought to see. Knowing that it might be a clue to this baffling case I went in the door as he held it open for me. After entering the doorway, he came in behind me and I thought I heard a distinct click, as if the lock was being secured. By then I realized that the 3 other constables were also in the storage shed. It wasn't until the Sargent spoke that I came to see that I had walked into a trap the 4 had devised. "This is what we all wanted you to see." He said holding his a considerable penis in his hand. It was significant in girth and length. His organ was thick in diameter and had to be greater than 8 inches in length. As I glanced around at the other 3, they also were very well hung, as well as had loosened their trousers to reveal their very sizable genitals. I was struck that all had big hanging nut sacs. "S-Sergeant, if this is a joke, I-I'll report it to your s-superiors." I said in a somewhat meek but firm tone. "Oh c'mon now Dr. Watson, lets not be that way. It's not like you ain’t ever done a bloke a favor before by drawing the cream off his balls. Have a heart, we all been away from our ladies for a few days and we could use a little head from your sweet lips to tide us over till we see them again." It was then that the 4 circled and came in very close to me. Before I knew all their hands were on in some way or the other. Two were rubbing and groping my ass cheeks and the other four hands were holding my hands and guiding them to 2 of the now rigid swollen cocks on either side of the front of me. Two larger rough hands were rubbing my nipples through my shirt. I knew what the 4 were up to and there was nothing I could do, as their sensuous massaging was having the desired effect they sought for it to have. Their big manly hands roamed all over me. What they were doing to me, as well as their forcing me to handle their smooth thick warm rigid man meat was too much for me. I knew what I had to do. "SIGH! O-OKay, I-I guess the best way t-to get you all t-to stop bothering m-me is to do what you want." They had even arranged for me to kneel on a seat cushion or something like that. It was comfortable to my knees, as I was guided to my knees before the 3 constables immediately in front of me. I guess rank always has its privilege as it became obvious that I was to start my oral actions on the Sergeant. "I guess you want me to lick your balls so I might as well start there." I said in tone of capitulation as I lifted his very stiff and heated dick shaft to side and began licking and mouthing his very warm hairy big balls. The manly smell of his genitals invaded my nostrils. The feeling of a hairy nut sac on my tongue and my nose against a patch of dense pubic hairs were no stranger to me. I was very comfortable with what I was doing, and I heard comments to that effect from the other 3 horny constables as they observed me with glee and yet with a tone of condescension and derision. But it was obvious each couldn't wait for my mouth to do the same thing to their throbbing dicks I was performing on their Sergeant. Who by the way was really moaning with joy as my mouth worked from his balls up his shaft and then finally I engulfed his very bloated pinkish and handsome cock head. It felt very good to have it between my lips and I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the final stage of giving this brawny muscular man what he so desperately needed. As I worked at moving my mouth back and forth over his very swollen and stiff member, my hands had been position on two other cocks that were on either side of my face. The feeling of all that hard meat was very pleasing to me. Their cocks were all so thick in girth that I couldn't close my soft smaller hands around them as I handled and fondled their sizable shafts and large hairy balls. It took me well over an hour, but I was able to finally collect the very copious slimy hot loads of all four men. To a man, they continually used words of a condescending nature as they talked and watched as well as experienced the warmth and wetness of my mouth on their randy cocks. However, at the same time they had nothing but praise, and complimented me for giving them the best "suck job" they ever had. "Ain't no chickee ever gave me such a good sucking", said one. "My lady ain’t ever sucked that good either", spoke another. After we were all composed, we left at different intervals and headed back to the mansion. The four even asked about dropping in on me when they were up London way. The Sergeant, said it might be worth it to come see me once a month so I could give his crotch a check up. I remained quiet through most of their jibs, but when I thought they had gone to the excess, I told them there was no call for their sordid comments. However, I did give each of them my card in the event they needed medical treatment. I returned to an area off the kitchen and asked the head cook, who was putting the final touches on the evening meal, what all was to be served at dinner. "I hope your appetizer didn't fill you up so that you won't have room for your dinner. We're having lamb chops." She said as she smiled and poured me some hot tea. "Appetizer, I'm sorry ma'am, I haven't had any." I replied in ignorance. "Oh that's okay if you don't want to admit your tummy is full of thick rich man cream. But we girls appreciate you emptying those blokes' balls, now maybe they won't be bothering us so as they had been." She replied. I tried to mock ignorance again, but it was obvious she knew what had taken place in the last hour. She sat and enjoyed tea with me, as the others were preparing the table in the adjoining dining room. "I know you're a bit shy about saying anything, but I want you to know I don't have anything against sweet boy who helps fellows with their stiff dicks when they need it. In fact I like sucking cocks too." She said in a matter -of-fact tone. It was amazing, but in the short time we sat there, I warmed up to the middle aged woman, who a bit plump, but who still had attractive features about her. As we sat there, we ended up talking about size of dicks sucked, how much jism, as well as the forcefulness of the ejaculation, and attributes such as taste and volume too. "And you ought to try eating cream out of a fucked cunt. I'm sure you'd like it too." She said as she was getting up to leave. Before she did, she whispered in my ear and let me know that if I was interested, she was going to be leaving her sleeping husband in bed and sneak over to the bed of the assistant butler to give him some. And after they had intercourse, she would swing by my room about 2 AM. "Just leave your door crack, and I'll come in and straddle your face so my wet pussy can drain in your mouth. That way, I won't have to worry about cleaning up before I return to my husband's bed and you'll get a chance to try a new dish - creamy hair pie." I have to admit, this case with my friend Sherlock Holmes was turning into more of an erotic adventure that I ever could have imagined. I have to say, I didn't eat as much dinner as I had the night before. The bountiful loads of cum from the four constables' ball were substantial indeed. But I have to admit, I did feel very contented after walking away from the encounter of the 4 randy officers. I had done a civic duty in helping them. So despite their trickery and even coercion, I held no grudge against them. They were just taking advantage of an unpretentious fellow, namely me, who they knew was an easy target to suck their sperm out. As I said earlier, I don't like to be thought of as a public hole for just any man's hard dick. But I must say, I have yet to turn away any man who needed to have their dick sucked and their balls drained of pent up hot jism needed to be ejaculated. As I thought of the encounter with the 4 constables earlier in the evening, I smiled at the warm compliments they gave me about me having given them such exceptional blow jobs. And it always pleased me to have men compliment on doing their balls too. Sherlock had returned by time dinner was served. As was typical in formal society, we men enjoyed port and cigars, and the women retired to another room. As it drew late in the night, Sherlock whispered to me and told me that I should go ahead to my room and get ready for bed. "It's been a strenuous day, and I'm going to need more than a little head like you gave those constables. So you better pull out that little gift I gave you and get ready for me. I will definitely have a hard problem for you to help me with later." He turned away without even looking back at me, as he returned to talk to our host about progress that was being made on the case in question. Again, my face was blushed and I welcomed the opportunity to leave and prepare for bath and bed. I should've known that Sherlock would deduce my affair with the 4 officers, but now it seems that the whole household knew about it. I mentally sighed and mounted the stairs as I went up to do as my friend had directed me. Sherlock knows I can't refuse him when he needs sexual relief. We both know I admire him in a special way. Over time we moved from becoming roomers to close friends, and me as his biographer of his cases. But I also became his bitch and even his slut and whore. I still remember the time in order to bring a certain case to a successful conclusion, he needed a diversion and he rented me out to a gang of 14 sex starved sailors who pulled a train on me. I was a bit upset about it for a bit, since I had very little forewarning. But because it made him have a successful outcome for his case and that my performance as a fag whore pleased him, I held no grudge. His compliment pleased me very much. He got me to feeling that we were very much a team. And that as a team mate that was good at pleasing dicks, he didn't expect me to let him down. And so, I have not tried to let him down whenever he wanted me to help him with his "hard problems" which was 2 - 3 times a week. That usually included me sucking his cock twice a week and usually letting him ram his cock up my ass on weekends for his ultimate pleasure. I didn't really mind taking him that way since it really pleased him to do that to me. I also knew that he really didn't want to take the time to court and get close to a woman for sex, so if I knew he was in need, I willingly obliged him. He bought me a really fancy enema bag kit as a gift. By the time Holmes had come to my room, I was in a twilight state. His movement of sliding into my bed, awoken me. As he usually does, he slid his hand over my naked ass cheeks and caressed me as a man would do a woman. I kept my skin smooth and hairless to please him. As I turned around to greet him, he soon placed my hand on his jutting and very rigid erection. He was very stiff tonight. It was obvious he was randy and needed relief. As I thought about it, it had been almost 2 weeks since he last had his almost 8 inches of thick cock in me. When he's on a case he tends to shut down his normal body demands. Not only the need for food, but also sex. But tonight it appears both of his needs were seeking satisfaction, as he had a hardy meal and his stalwart member was very much in need of extensive caress. I was almost sure that the amount of port he consumed made a contribution to his randy-ness. In the very dim light from the lone candle nearby, his dick head seem to glisten. It was very bloated and the skin was so tightly stretched. As usual, it was very pleasant to handle his heated hard sex meat. Both to my hands and probing tongue. His very erect and palpitating sex tool meat was very warm as I flitted my tongue in the slit of his large penis glans. Holmes always likes to give me his first load down my throat when he's intent on shagging me. His second load takes longer to ejaculate and hence give him more pleasure as he humps my bottom. Holmes is a great cocksman and loves to drive deep in me as he seeks his satisfaction. I of course move my bottom to give him any added pleasure I can, as I submissively and willingly take all his dick in my surrogate cunt. This night, his balls were quite full as his pulsating penis discharged a very generous amount of pent up hot creamy semen deep down my throat and straight in my gullet. I was accustomed to being deep throated by Holmes, and find it very enjoyable to please him that way when he ejaculates. I don't get to delight in his tasty load as when I give him a regular routine blow job, and his hot spunk floods my tongue, gums and tonsils. But I also love pleasing him by letting him come deep in me the way he desired this night. As you can tell, it pleases me to please him sexually, even though he does nothing to aid me in getting off. After a relatively brief rest of less than 10 minutes, Holmes was rigid again and ready for the main course, so to speak. His keeping his slightly languished penis in my mouth helped his recovery and was very enjoyable to me - as it usually is. I relish milking his softened penis and the feel of it stiffening and coming back erect between my lips is ecstasy. After I got him hard, he mounted me and showed my rear hole no mercy, as he gave me a very delicious thumping that lasted a good 20 minutes before he unloaded himself deep in me. I also ejaculated as he unleashed his hot thick fluids in me. That added to my pleasure of being there for him and giving my friend the pleasure of sexual relief. "Watson that was a dandy good fuck. You really are a fine fuck and great piece of ass." Holmes said after pulling out of me and settling down enjoying the afterglow of getting his last nut. I managed to muted a mumbled thanks for his sincere compliments, as my mouth was full of his languished dick head, as I lovingly and slavishly suckled and milked him once more, not only to clean my man's cock, but as gesture of thanks for letting me be his fuck meat. Having him caressing the back of my head as I orally administered to him also gratified me to. That night I happily went to sleep with two very copious loads of his heated sperm in me. Sucking cock and swallowing hot cum leaves me feeling contented, but getting fucked and having an orgasm too - without touching myself - really leaves me mellow and in a very pleasant state of mind. Holmes departed from my room and returned to his bed. He once told a client that he didn't need a wife as he had me. I don’t think the client picked up on the true meaning of his words – I hoped not anyway. At times I am perturbed how cavalier Holmes is about our relationship. He does it often to tease, and well to humiliate me. But like someone once said, if you really like someone, you'll put up with awful things you hate them doing to you and still be their companion. Well that's the way it is with Sherlock and I. Yes, he's the dominant one and I'm his sub, if the reader wants to put it in those terms. I find it difficult to stay angry with him, even if what he does is use me, and sometimes in an outrageous manner - like letting those 14 blokes rape me to their hearts content to create a diversion. Remember me mentioning that earlier? But alas, even then, he got me to admit that I found pleasure in taking all those horny sex starved dicks in my mouth and ass. And even to this day, the experience of having been subjected to so many hard dicks and being the receiver of so much hot spewing strong smelly jism, gives me an erection as I recollect how I was used like a common gutter dockside strumpet. Oh well, our relationship is what it is, and I know I'll probably be his fag bitch for as long as he desires me to. And even though he never helps me get off - I have to handle that myself literally - unless his humping me happens to get me off. However, a time or two, or more, I have automatically come in my shorts just from giving him juicy head. I guess it all depends on the mood I'm in at the moment and him calling on me to be a woman to him in that way. As I finally dozed off in the afterglow of the pleasure of my friend and, well, my man, I concluded that it had been quite a day for me. I did those two strangers earlier in the day and then the 4 Bobbies in early evening, and now Sherlock had just finished using me until he was satiated. I had been asleep about two hours when I awoke to someone gently rousing me. It was the cook from the kitchen. And true to her word, she now had a used sloppy leaking cunt ready for my lips to draw out her lover's semen deposits. Even though a bit groggy, I accommodated her as she was anxious to straddle my face and ride my mouth. What could I do, after all, I was a gentleman and it wouldn't be nice to turn down a lady who thought enough of me to go out of way to bring me her fucked cunt to eat out. She was holding her pussy lips to contain the gift she’d brought me. I think she and I both had a wonderful time, as she had to stifle her moans of pleasure with a cloth in her mouth, as she had multiple orgasms as she ground and scrubbed her slimy wet drippy hairy muff all over my upturned face. After about 10 minutes or so of intense action with my tongue and sucking lips, her messy snatch was cleaner than when she arrived. As she left, she gave me her heartfelt thanks and blew me a kiss. I guess my face was too wet and slimy for her lips. She then quietly slipped out and rushed back to her bed and her bedroom, where she hoped her husband was still sleep and didn't miss her. I hadn’t let her know that I had sucked creamy frothy used cunts before - the sloppier the better. Tasting used ejaculate melded with pussy juice is a tasty treat. I know it's perverted, but I can't help if Mother Nature made some of us that way. Well anyway, after this extra bit of sexual activity, I was able to resume my nocturnal resting. The next morning, Holmes and I arose, both feeling rested and refresh. And in typical Holmesian fashion was able to solve the case at hand to an amazed client. As always, Holmes kept me in the dark until he was ready to reveal who the culprit was. Holmes was rewarded him with a nice fee by the client. However, as his greatest admirer, I’m always was proud of his achievements. And even more glad to be his Boswell and intimate bedroom companion as well. Well that closes out my Journal for this adventure with my friend Sherlock Holmes. ###END### Cmts: ccwriter@hotmail.com