Seanday: The Honey Pot, pt 3 (of 7)

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"Just make sure the door is locked," I muttered. I knew that Terry had told Daniel in confidence before they left that he was bisexual. As himself Daniel had been shocked, putting some distance between himself and Terry but it would appear the girl that was in Daniel yesterday had used the information to get a blow job in the rest room earlier today. As Terry locked the door I pulled the shirt over my head and leaned back locking my hands behind my head. I grinned at Terry, "Drain me."

Terry smiled. "I'll do my best, just don't choke me with that monster," he smirked. Kneeling down he unbuttoned my shorts and carefully pulled the zipper down. I rocked from cheek to cheek as he slid the shorts to the floor. My dick sprang to attention after being released from its cage. "Fuck," Terry whispered.

He gently teased at its tip with his tongue and I groaned as tingling etched the surface of my groin. Clear juice started to ebb from my dick's tip as it pulsed in Terry's gentle hold. Inch by inch he took it into his mouth. I could feel the warmth and pressure as he sucked on its length. Sitting upright on the edge of the chair, I tried to give Terry a better position. I was already breathing heavy as I watched the top of Terry's head bob back and forth. I grasped the back of his head and guided him deeper and deeper. This was better than I'd ever experienced, as I felt Terry open his throat allowing me to push down further. My groans became louder with every stroke until with a triumphant growl I shot hard down Terry's throat.

He started to gag and splutter. I released his head and he fell backwards his eyes wide staring at the ceiling. I quickly got to my feet pulling up my shorts and rolled him onto his front. His whole body started to convulse as he choked. I gasped as the back of his shirt started to distend. Moments later the same girl that had possessed Daniel pushed herself free of Terry and rolled onto the floor.
She was breathing heavily as I looked down at her. She tried to get up but I placed a foot on her shoulder and held her down. Her eyes flicked between Terry and me. "What are you going to do?" She asked.

I nodded towards Terry, "How long is he going to be unconscious?"

She looked confused, but answered. "Twenty minutes or so." I let her go and offered her my hand. She pushed it way and scrambled to her feet. "You're Daniel, right?"

"Yeah, I'm Daniel," I replied confidently. "I know what you can do, but I want to know why you were inside Terry."

She blinked and looked scared for a moment before approaching me. She gently touched my face and told me to relax. I asked her again why she was inside Terry. She didn't reply but pushed hard on my chest. She looked at me confused and pushed again. "What's the matter? Locked out?" I smiled, "Can't get inside me?"

"N-no," she stuttered.

I told her how I'd been following Daniel, watched her get inside him yesterday and then chased him to an alley only to find him unconscious earlier in the evening. I explained how I discovered that I could also get inside the teenager and had decided to continue Daniel's life. I asked her again, "Why were you inside Terry?"

"After I left you," she nodded in my direction. "I needed someone else. From your memories--" I chuckled. She was already referring to me as Daniel. "I knew all the guys in your group had wealthy parents. But it was Terry who came to look for you. He always looked out for you even if you never realised it." She smiled for a moment, "I really made his day when I took him to the rest rooms in your body. He was good, but not as good as me when I was inside him." My memories of the rest room rang true. He could hardly take half of my monster. "So when I came across Terry, I acted like I was drunk. When he helped me, I pushed inside him. I quickly found out that he hadn't put his money in the night safe like you, so it was easy to get."

"So why do you do it?" I asked her and she frowned at me.

"I just need the money, and it's easy. Guys come to the island for a good time. Mostly it's their first time without the family--just friends. So I flirt with a guy and push into them, become them--fool their stupid friends. I steal their cash, and fuck around just like they would," she explained.

"But that's not me, I--I was shy," I added.

She smiles again, "Your body was going to waste, you just needed some help and confidence--so I helped you by breaking your virginity."

"Thanks,"I blushed.

She continued her story, "Once they've no money left, I just move onto the next guy in their group. In the mornings they're all asleep nursing hangovers so it's easy."

"And you picked me first because?"

She touched my cheek, "Because you're cute--and you've got a great body."

"You've got to stop this, come back to London with me tomorrow. Pick someone and stick with them, at least for a while."

She looked thoughtful. I wasn't sure if it was the natural warmth of Daniel's character bleeding through but she agreed to try at least. She glanced at Terry, "If you want someone that's loaded and has an easy life, Terry is not your man." As if on cue Terry let out a groan. "Hide," I whispered to the girl.

I helped Terry to his feet and apologised for almost choking him. He waved it off and went to the bathroom to clean up. "I've got this all figured out," I whispered as I pulled my shirt back over my head. Terry returned a little flushed and I told him to go join the others in the bar. Before he left I asked him to send up Mark as I needed to talk to him about the flight back.

When we were alone I told her that Mark was the oldest of us all--twenty-three, but he was engaged to get married into another wealthy family. "Set you up for life," I explained. "We call him Captain Sensible because he acts like someone twice his age," I laughed.

It was only minutes later when Mark came through the door, a little surprised to see me with a girl. "Mark, this is.. is..," I stumbled over the name.

"Sandy," the girl prompted me.

"Sandy, we met on the first night."

"Oh yeah, I remember," Mark replied.

"She was just going. I need to talk to you about the cab to the airport tomorrow." He nodded and I watched Sandy go to leave. As she walked past Mark she spun on her heals and easily pushed into his back.

He stood for a moment, eyes wide then blinked as a smile crossed his face. "Yeah, this can work," Mark muttered as his eyes flicked left and right. "He's got more money than you can imagine." He flexed and stretched into a double bicep pose. He was only 5'8" but he had a strong muscular build. "Tough and strong at well," he chuckled for a moment, "and Becky, my fiancée, my babe." He walked over and I flinched as he pushed his hand under my shirt, "You know I don't think you'll be able to get back out again."

"You know, I don't think I want to," I said quietly.

He looked down at my shorts, "Shall we continue?"

I blinked not quite believing what he was saying, "But Mark is as straight as they come!"

He grinned, "Yeah he is, but doesn't that make it even better?"

--- END OF PART THREE