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Coming Out 2
"Uh, yes... I'm coming... Uh... Uh... I'm-" Suddenly I woke up. Shit! It was a dream! Damn! I wished I hadn't woke up at all. It was so good. Mark and I were having a great session together. I looked down at my shorts. It was wet and my semi-hard cock was clearly visible thorugh the sweat-soaked cloth. This was the first time in my life that I've ever 'dreamed' of a guy. God!
I had to stop this before I go crazy, but I'd already started the game and hoped that it goes on well. But still the pessimist in me immediately drew horrid images of Mark shouting at me, glaring at me... Stop it! I swung my legs off the bed and reached for the bathroom to clean up the mess I've done in my dreams.
Damn! This guy's making me crazy, and I'll have to get myself out of it before I become full-blown crazy.
'Why don't you go to the Guys?' A voice inside me spoke up.
'What?' Where did that come from? To the 'Guys'? No I couldn't go there. Going there would mean exposing myself. Oh no! I'm not going there, I told myself.
'That would help you forget Mark. It'd take your mind off from him.' The voice spoke again.
I wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but it seemed good to me. Whom am I afraid of? What if people know I am a gay? It'd rather be nice if they knew that I am a gay. I hate it when nurses rub my thighs from under the table in the canteens, trying to lure me into one of the restrooms. At least they wouldn't do that if they know I am a gay. I took in a deep breath and stepped out of the shower.
'Going to the Guys? Wow! A Nice way to start the weekend.' The voice spoke up again. I smiled and neared the full-length mirror. 'Not bad, Chris. You look good.' The voice encouraged me. But you gotta work on that stomach, which might grow into a belly soon. I noted that in my mind and got dressed - as usual a jeans and tee shirt.
Without more ado, I got into my car and tried to avoid looking at Mark's house. I drove to the Guys. I'd never been to the Guys - the gay club, before (obviously). But have seen it from the outside on my way to hospital. It looked like any other club from the outside, and the hall looked decent too. But inside, I heard, it's pretty hot. I never knew what it meant. Anyways I'm gonna find out in a few minutes. I parked my car in the lot and entered the club that looked normal, filled with men of different categories, chatting, drinking, and enjoying the weekend. I stepped into the hall tentatively. A man dressed in black and white, with a black bow tie, neared me and welcomed me into the club. I said I was new to the place. The guy nodded and showed me to a table. I looked around the hall and couldn't believe myself. I was in a 'gay' bar! I felt slightly apprehensive and almost jumped out of my seat when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see a chubby guy look down at me. Hey! I know this guy! I've seen him in the hospital. I suddenly felt like running out, with an explanation that I'd come to the wrong place, but I didn't do so. I simply stared up at the man.
The guy seemed to sense my nervousness and said, "Hi! I'm Jon Pickles. I've seen you at the Newton General." The guy extended his chubby hand. I took it and shook it, introducing myself. My palm was slightly sweaty.
"Shall I have a seat?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah sure." I blurted, still not sure if the idea of coming to a gay bar was a wise one.
"I see this is your first time?"
"Y-yes, it is."
"I know it's difficult for you the first time. You'd feel as if you've taken a wrong decision."
Hey! Does this guy know mind reading or what?
"But no man, you've taken the 'right' decision. We gays shouldn't be ashamed of ourselves. We haven't chosen to be gay. God has made us gay. No one chooses their sexuality, man. If god hadn't liked gay men, he wouldn't have created them. So please don't feel you've done the wrong thing." He smiled at me across the table. The waiter arrived and I ordered a coffee and Jon ordered the same.
"That was so good, Jon. Thanks." I smiled nervously at him. He was all fat. His shirt was unbuttoned till his midriff, exposing his flabby, hairless breasts.
"So, what brought you here?" He asked sipping his coffee.
"Um..." I wasn't sure what exactly brought me here. Why was I here? To find some fuckbait so that I could get Mark out of my mind?
"I think you came here for some fun, huh?" The guy seemed to have read my thoughts again.
I stared at him, my mouth almost forming an 'O'.
"Hey! Don't be surprised! I don't know no mind-reading. It's just that I came here the first time for the same. They have a sauna in there, a pool, and lots more. Wanna come in?"
"Uh, I... Y-yes." I blurted and he took my hand in his and dragged me to the rear end of the hall. He opened a door and led me in. I almost gasped at the view. Man! This place was reeking of raw sex! The door led to a bigger hall with a large pool at the centre. There were couches around the pool where men were having sex. 'Everyone' was naked! There were twosome, threesome, foursome, n-some... Guys were everywhere, in the pool, in the couches, on the floor... Oh My God! I've never imagined I'd be in a place like this ever.
"Hey! First free yourself of your clothes in the dressing room and then this room is all yours." Jon dragged me into the dressing room and started stripping. I wasn't sure if I should do the same. "C'mon! What are you staring at? Strip down!"
Tentatively, I got out of my clothes and folded them and placed them in one of the compartments. Jon's beefy hand dragged me back to the hall. My cock was now seven- inch hard and leaking precum. No one seemed to notice me. Everyone was busy with their mates. "Choose your guy." Jon said and disappeared into the pool the next moment. Two guys were kissing each other in the center of the pool. Three more were attached to the guy to the left and one to the guy to the right. Jon joined the guy to the right, immediately thrusting his five inch shaft into the guy, as if it was something that he did everyday. I stared at them wide-eyed. Was this the right thing I was doing? I asked myself. Before I could find an answer to that, I found a muscular stud, his back facing me, standing in front of the pool. He was staring at the seven-some in the pool and jacking himself off. Every muscle in his body rippled with the movement of his hands. I looked around the hall once again. No one was watching me. I walked slowly towards the guys and pressed my cock against his back and placed a kiss on his neck. I half expected the guy to turn around and slap me, but part of my expectation was right. The guy did turn around.
Wow! My heart almost skipped a beat. This guy was gorgeous! Not too much of muscles peeking up like a bodybuilder and neither was he an ordinary muscular guy like me. He was perfect! I looked down at his stuff and believe me or not, it was damn thick and a full eight inches, dripping precum. He gave me a heart melting smile and took my now throbbing cock in his and shook it lightly, "Hi! I'm Ray Cook." His voice was deep throated and like that of a military commander.
I wondered how no one noticed this hunk of a man here standing near the pool. 'May be he was reserved for you', that little voice in me said. Suddenly, an idea crossed my mind and I crouched on my knees, took his thick shaft in my mouth and sucked it gently once. He moaned lightly. I smiled up at him and said, "Hi! I'm Chris McConnell."
"Wow! Nice intro." He grinned down at me.
I stood up and smiled at him. I took time to study him. He was six-foot high with broad shoulders, his well-built chest (lot better than mine) was covered with thick black hair, his rosy nipples, barely visible. The hair thickened towards his navel and then continued down to his pubis. His balls were hairy too. Tufts of hair peek out of his armpits. There was a thin layer of hair on his head that seemed to have been trimmed lately. His clean shaven face looked like a perfect man, with those blue eyes and heart-melting smile.
"Y-you're gorgeous, man." I couldn't help myself from not saying that. He was so gorgeous that even Mark would have turned gay on looking at him. 'Shit! Mark again! Get him the fuck outta your mind', that voice warned me.
"Thanks dude. You look great too. Work out a bit on that stomach and you'd be an Adonis."
I grinned at him sheepishly.
"First time here?"
"Yes."
"Shows." Ray smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder. I took the signal and neared him, smelling in his manly scent. Mmmm! I'll never ever repent coming here, I told myself. I crouched again and kissed the head of his cock. "Mmmm..." He gave me an encouraging moan. Then I licked his salty precum.
This was the first time I ever tasted someone's precum. I loved it and I slowly took him inside my mouth. It was a bit difficult for me as he was too thick. I tried not to bite him but I guess my teeth grazed his skin as I heard a soft cry as my teeth bit him. But with few sucks, I learned to keep my teeth out of way.
"Oh yeah man, suck me... yeah... you're doing great for a first timer, man. Urghhhh... yesss..." He placed his hands on my hand and pushed himself into me, and rotated my head gently in a rhythm.
I licked his head like a lollipop and massaged his ballsack while my right hand massaged up and down his hairy right thigh. Ray moaned as I started to suck his dick again, "Oh yeah man. Do it! Yes. I feel great inside you." If you continue that, I'm gonna cum in your mouth man! Oh yeah man. I've been sucked by many, but you're damn good at this... oh yeahhhhh.... Urghhhh..."
I didn't care. I just wanted him to cum inside me. I had tasted my cum before, so I didn't hesitate. I started sucking faster. Ray now started thrusting his member into me like a crazy piston. I was surprised that I was able to take the whole of him inside me. His thick, long, pubic hair tickled my nose with every thrust and it turned me on. I felt heady with him thrusting inside me crazily. He started breahing like a crzy hound. I didn't want this to end, but I guess Ray couldn't handle it anymore, as I felt his balls were drawn up towards his cock and his huge dick swelled in my mouth, spurting the fist shot of cum into my throat. Then followed another and another and another and another.
With every shot of the cum, he literally banged on my face. I swallowed his cum as fast as I could but he was too fast for me and by the time he'd exhausted his cum into my mouth, I felt completely fagged. Ray leaned over me, his hands clutching my weak shoulders.
"Man! That was the greatest suck I've ever had!" He said in between his gasps.
"Thank-you." I breathed out heavily and looked down at my own cock that had leaked the cum onto the floor, which I only realized now. Ray collapsed beside me and leaned over me. I looked over at the pool. The crowd had reduced to three. The Two were still kissing each other deeply. I wondered if they'd ever break it. The guy to the left was bonded by a lean man, who was greedily exploring his fuckbait.
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