Naked Party Night
Cajuncock
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I arrived a little after Wednesday the party was due to start. Inside the front door of the bar was a familiar face, the weekend bartender. Tonight he was checking our cloths and taking the 10 euro fee for the party. Behind him I could see that there were about a dozen men sitting at the bar, all naked. I paid my fee and checked my cloths before entering the main bar. The owner, Chris, recognized me and greeted me with a kiss. I ordered a beer and took a place at the far end of the bar, the only available seat. Next to me sat a bookish looking young man wearing black rimmed glasses. He shyly looked at me and smiled. I nodded in recognition.
As I sipped the beer I felt a hand move over to touch my cock. He stroked it until it was hard. Using the pretense of dropping a napkin on the floor, the young man knelt down and began sucking my now ready cock. I moaned at his soft mouth. Chris was standing behind the bar and looked over at me, smiling. I knew that he could easily watch in the mirrors that covered the wall across from the bar. Most of the other patrons were also casually watching the blowjob.
One by one tWhe others turned to watch the action reflected in the mirrors. Finally, Chris came from behind the bar and pulled the kneeling boy to his feet. Chris whispered something to the boy. The boy laughed and resumed sucking me. Now he was bent over with his young ass on display for all to see. Chris spit on the boys ass crack and rubbed the saliva around with his cock seeking the boy's pussy. I heard the other patrons moan when Chris found the boy's pucker. The boy raised up from my cock yelling "YES! YES!"
By this point the doorman had closed the front doors and taken up his duties behind the bar. Chris moaned and cursed in French when he at last found the target and pushed slowly in. By this point the others in the bar had gathered around to watch. A few were on their knees servicing nearby cocks. I looked up at Chris who nodded back. I pulled my wet cock from the boy's mouth and replaced Chris at the boy's rear. It was a smooth ride into the wet center of the young man. I began a steady pace of plowing the now screaming boy. My 9 cut inches were a bit longer than Chris'. I glanced over to see Chris standing behind the bartender with his hands holding the bartender's shoulders to steady himself as he plowed the hunk's chute. Our small world was on fire with lust and moans.
The boy attached to my cock was fully engaged pushing back and forth to make sure that my hardness fully stimulated that special spot just inside his ass. As I pumped I felt a wet tip of Chris' long cock penetrate my exposed hole. I moaned knowing that once again he's leave me with a load of his sperm. He leaned in and whispered "Your turn now, baby." We turned the boy around again so that he could grab the edge of the bar. The poppers were again pressed under our nostrils and inhaled. Chris quickened his pace forcing me to fuck deeper into the hole in front of me.
I looked up into the mirror behind the bar. It seems that our little show had unleashed the stored up hormones of the rest of the men. Men were leaning over the bar stools receiving cocks. Others were stretched out the benches that lined the wall, their legs raised to invite all hard cocks. The music played as the mid-week orgy continued. Chris screamed as he shot his load. I felt each pulse erupting in my colon. This was the only stimulation I needed. I let loose with my cum soaking the boy's innards. He had a hands free explosion of his own.
We paused for a drink and to refill our balls.