It all started in a titty bar.
I was hanging out with afew of my friends (Mike, Jay, and Kyle), kicking back afew drinks on a Saturday night, watching all the female strippers bare their breasts and shake their asses at all the hot horny men that waved their $1.00 bills in their direction while watching sports center on the overhead cable tv, when the announcer mentioned they were about to start the blowjob competition upstairs in the VIP lounge.
Kyle (drunk after afew too many beers), announced that he knew someone who could "out suck all the bitches in this joint!". The announcer (whom held a microphone in the center of the small club, on a make-shift stage in the center of the room), told Kyle to "bring up your lady friend and enter her into the contest". Kyle went a step further by shouting out that his friend "ain't no lady". The bar went into an uproar when they realized Kyle was referring to another guy. Even Mike and Jay looked at him in shock.
"Now now fellas-" the announcer said, trying to calm the crowd down.
"-this ain't that type of club. I think yall may be looking for the club down the street called 'the Mens Room'. That's where they hold the....alternative contests."
The audience blew up with laugher, and Kyle began to get a lil' pissed off about it.
"Awe, yall niggas just scared my boi'll be better at it then them stank hoes yall got upstairs!" he yelled back over the crowd.
Mike grabbed Kyle by the shoulder, trying to calm him down before he made an even bigger ass of himself, but Kyle was hell-bent.
"Naw, fuck that!-" he said in answer to Mike's warning, pulling his arm back in aggravation.
The announcer got down off the tiny stage, and made his way over to the bar where we were seated. I thought to myself "this is it. their gonna ask us to leave". The annoucer came up to Kyle, and introduced himself as the MC. He asked Kyle just who was the guy he had in mind to enter the competition. Kyle looked over to the left of himself. The announcer's eyes followed his gaze.
Mike moved his head back out of view, silently telling the announcer "don't look at me".
Jay did the same thing, moving his head back to allow their gazes to bypass himself as well.
Kyle's eyes locked transfixed onto me, and the announcer's eyes soon followed, joined instantly by both Mike's and Jay's. All 4 of them stared at me like I'd just grown 2 extra lips and a third eye.
"Eric." Kyle said in answer to the announcers question.
Mike and Jay went into hysterics. They wasn't even aware I was gay at the time. Kyle wouldn't have known either had we not gotten high afew months ago, and I offered to suck his dick in a moment of weakness. Kyle let me suck it too, then flooded my mouth with his thick rich cum. He'd been getting his dick sucked on a regular eversince.
"Nah man, I know yall niggas ain't sayin' what I think yall niggas'r sayin'-!" Mike said, somewhat disgusted.
"-Eric....?"
I didn't say anything. I just avoided eye contact and downed the rest of my drink in a single gulp.
Jay just kept looking in disbelief. I noticed he scooted further away from me in his chair, leaning practically over onto Mike's lap.
"So, you any good?" the announcer asked me, oblivious to my delimma.
"He better then good-" Kyle bragged drunkenly.
"-he can make a nigga cum in 5 minutes tops!"
"Is that so?" the announcer said.
"You wanna join in the competition?"
"Hell yeah he do!" Kyle offered.
Mike just put his head down and shook his head.
Jay puffed on his cigarette like he was standing infront of a firing range.
I just wanted to crawl under a rock and die, but I was too ashamed to climb down off my stool.
"Well, the competition starts in 10 minutes. Be upstairs in the VIP room by then if you intend to join. Its free for him if he enters-" the announcer said to Kyle.
"-but the rest of you will have to pay $5.00 to come in."
After the announcer left, there was a long moment of silence. It was very awkward. One minute we were tossing back drinks and hollaring at the nude girls, the next minute, we were looking at eachother like strangers. Or, rather not looking.
Jay was the one that broke the silence.
"So you gonna go up or what?" he asked curiously.
"No." I answered.
"Why not?" Mike jumped in.
"According to Kyle, you're a shoe-in to win. Seems like an awful waste of talent."
I knew Mike was trying to be flip. I knew his views on homosexuals. He preferred that they never be seen nor heard, espeically the feminine ones. He hated guys that acted like females.
"He would too." Kyle said, killing off his last beer.
"This shit's crazy!" Jay said, smashing his cigarette butt into the ash-tray.
"How long yall been messin' round? And how long you been gay for that matter?" he asked, turning towards me.
I knew Jay had legitimate questions, but I just wasn't prepared to answer anything right now.
Mike got up from the bar.
"Well, I don't know about you niggas, but I had enough excitment for one night." he said, throwing the money for his tab down on the counter.
"Hold up, I'm going with you." Jay said, also getting up from the bar.
"I'll catch you two later." Mike said, flagging Kyle and me off like enough was enough.
The two stunned men walked out of the bar together, trying to avoid the odd looks from the other patrons while leaving Kyle and me alone at the counter.
I tried to get the bar tenders attention to order another drink, and tried not notice the strange looks as well.
Kyle's head was slumped over his empty beer bottle as if he were drifting off (which I've learnt is his mellow mode). I crossed over the now 2 vacated seats between us.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked in a clear whisper.
Kyle didn't say anything. I could tell he wasn't sleeping because he hadn't fallen out of his seat yet.
I taped his shoulder to get his attention.
"Kyle...!"
"What?" he asked, not even opening his eyes.
"Why'd you say that shit man?" I asked again, trying to keep my tone lite. Ears were everywhere, even with the music blasting like it was.
"Say what...?" Kyle asked, acting dumb.
"That shit about me sucking your dick nigga, thats what." I clarified.
"That was supposed to be just between you and me, not the whole damn bar. And definately not Mike and Jay!"
"Fuck that." Kyle said, waking up.
"Fuck that? Man, that shit wasn't right." I said, getting angrier.
"What we did was supposed to stay with us, wasn't nobody else supposed to know about it."
"Well, its too late for that shit now, ain't it?" he said, getting up from the bar (and ticking me off).
"We might as well go upstairs and get in on this contest."
"Contest? You really think I'mma enter a fucking dick sucking contest in a straight bar?" I asked him with astonishment.
"You out of you fucking mind!"
Kyle looked at me with red blood-shot eyes, a confused look on his face.
"Why not?"
I had to make a double-take to be sure he wasn't still sleeping. The retard.
"Cuz we in a straight bar." I yelled under my breath.
"I don't want these niggas seeing me sucking dick. Whats wrong with you?"
"Fuck that!" he said in answer.
"If any of these motherfuckers had a chance, they'd let you suck their dicks too! Trust me." Kyle said (a tad too loud for my taste).
Afew dudes looked up at us when he made that statement, but thankfully, noone responded.
"C'mon, lets get upstairs before the show begins." he said, reaching into his wallet to pay for our drinks as well. The bartender came over and scooped up both Kyle, and Mike's money, while eyeing us over suspiciously.
Kyle started staggering to the back of the bar, where the enterance was leading upstairs. The attendant asked for our $10.00 addmission, then Kyle announced "he's entering in the contest", referring to me. The attendent looked me up and down, snickered to himself, took Kyle's $5.00, and waved us pass.
We ascended the narrow flight of stairs leading up to the VIP lounge, where there were already a room full of lusty men, eagerly awaiting the show. The announcer was there, standing at the far side of the cramped room with 4 strippers behind him. 1- was a short busty girl with wide hips and thick lips...2- was a tall thin lite-skin girl with long legs and a short curly do...3- was the most popular stripper, average height, ample breasts, hips, butt, cute face, pony-tail weave...4- was a hunky dark-skin momma, with big floppy tities, a Chaka Khan weave, and enough asses to hide a small child in.
The announcer asked everyone to put their bets down on "which bitch is the best dicksucker?".
The crowd started yelling out which numbers appealed to them. I heard alot of 2's, and alot of 4's, but the majority of votes went to number 3. But before the announcer could start collecting the money, he spotted Kyle and me off to the side.
"Hold up....hold up fellas..." he said into his microphone.
"...I think we have another entry."
The crowd looked around anxiously. "Bring the bitch on" I heard someone say.
The girls looked too, wondering who the new chick was.
"You entering the competition?" the MC asked, looking me square in the eyes through his dark shades.
"Its a fuckin' guy!" someone yelled. The crowd blew up in an uproar.
"Yo! YO, calm down!" the announcer yelled into his mic, trying to regain control.
"Fuck dat shyt, dis ain't dat type'a cub!!" one guy yelled.
"Yall betta take yall faggot asses back where yall came from!" added someone else.
"Bitch-ass muh-phucka's!" the dude standing next to me said, staring straight through me.
My heart was on my neck. Then I felt someone pinch my ass cheek.
YO-" the MC spoke, once he got some order.
"-this a free country yall, dude can enter the competition if he wants to." he announced, much to the dismay of the partons.
"He ain't hardy gonna win tho!" he added.
"I've sampled afew of these girls, and I know atleast 2 of them's got it goin' on!" he said, bringing a shout of WHOOF WHOOF's from the crowd.
"C'mon up my brotha." he said to me.
Some of the guys booed, some called me names, others just watched in amusement.
The announcer placed me up next to the 4th girl (the chunky one), then asked that everyone place their bets.
The majority vote still went to number 3, followed by numbers 4, 1, then 2...not surprisingly, noone picked me but Kyle (whom was nursing yet another beer).
"Okay-" the announcer said, counting up the take for the winners.
"-I'll need 4...I mean 5 volunteers to help these girls out."
Hands went up like students at an all book-warm's college convention.
"Okay-" the MC mummered to himself, scanning the crowd for participants.
"-you....you....you....you....and you."
The 5 guys came up front, eager to be partnered up with a girl.
"Don't give me him!" one of the guys said, pointing at me.
His jesture was quickly followed by the other 4.
"Look, one of yall gotta go with dude." the announcer complained.
"Let his boi do it." the same guy said.
"He nominated his ass to come up here anyway!"
The other men agreed.
"That won't be fair-" the announcer said.
"-dude'll already know how he sucks, and it would be a dis-advantage to the girls."
"Well, I ain't lettin' no niigga suck my dick!"
That was the concenses of all 5 men.
"Alright-" the announcer said.
"-if yall wanna play it that way, we'll blindfold yall. That way, yall won't be able to tell whos suckin' who."
The men didn't seem to like that idea, but being betting men, they knew the odds were in their favor that they would get a girl. It was a 5 to 1 chance of one of them getting me.
Club attendents came up with 5 rags to blindfold these guys. The crowd was told not to reveal who got the male, and the guys were told "not to touch" any of the contestants.
Once the folds were in place, each man was spun around, then lead over to a numbered contestant. Number 1- got the thug. He was short like her, medium build, dark brown with breads and a scarf tied around his head like he belonged to a gang...2-got a tall slim guy with a stubbled beard, acne, and a jacked up hair-do that looked very 70's...3- got the plump guy with a large tight belly that stretched under his over-sized plain white t-shirt. He had a full facial beard, that kind of reminded me of Gerald Levert...4- got the body builder. Clean cut, smooth, lite-skin with muscules that pretruded from his body in massive lumps. He was the one I was secretly hoping to get for myself...5- was my guy. A swave brotha, dark-skinned, faded with a cute mustache. He was the brotha that first stated: "don't give me him!" when they were first picked to come up. Ironic huh?
"Okay ladies...and gentleman, no touching the dick with your hands to help jack it off. You're only to use your mouth, tongue, lips and technique in this contest. If you use your hands, you will be dis-qualified from the competition. The gentlemen getting their dicks blown: are not to touch any of the women until the contest is over...or you too will be dis-qualified. Oh yeh, and this goes out especially to number 5, donot swallow any nutt until climax has been confirmed. O'kah?"
The crowd, and the girls all laughed at that one. I (of course), didn't think it was funny.
"The winners of the contest will get to split the prize money between them. And with that said...ladies...and man...get on your knees...."
We all got down on our knees infront of the guys whom half sat (on their hands) on bar stools before us. The announcer told the men to unfasten their pants, and lower them to their ankles. All the men (with the exception of number3) were already hard.
1- looked to be average sized at about 6 to 6 1/2 inches with a smooth looking texture that made his dick look just right for sucking. 2- looked to be about 8 to 8 1/2 inches long. It stood up from his crotch like a baby's arm, all plump and lite-skinned Looking like it was already ready to bust snot. 3-looked to be the biggest one of all. His dick was flopping down between his big legs like a dead snake. Even soft, it was thick like a rolled pair of tube socks. 4's was the most surprising. I expected his dick to be like a horse, I guess because his body was so well developed. But dude's dick was average too, about the same size as the smaller guy's number-1. But with 4's muscule mass, it looked smaller on him.
"get ready...get set...."
My heart was pounding a mile a minute. I secretly cursed Kyle for putting me in this situation, but was determined to excell.
"...suck!!"
AND WE"RE OFF....!!
I looked down the line of women on their knees, and watched them attack the hard dicks infront of them like hungry birds looking for their first meal. The guys all moaned, groaned, or smiled widely under their blind-folds when they felt the girls engulp them into their wet mouths. The noise in the upstairs portion of the club, went through the roof as everyman in the room fought for a better view of the action. A full 10 seconds went by before I noticed I hadn't started yet. I was falling behind.
"Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck!" chanted the crowd of rowdy men as we all put forth our best efforts for a chance at free money and the reputation of best head in the spot.
I looked cross-eyed at the hard dick pointed at me. The shaft was meaty and the head was round. It looked smooth to the touch, and I had to admit I was curious about it's taste.
I quickly closed my eyes (blocking out the shouts from the crowd), opened my mouth, and swallowed dude's dick down to the root in one gulp.
"Damn!" dude gasped when he felt my lips touch his pelvis.
The motion wasn't lost on the crowd, nor the MC whom broadcasted it over the microphone like a sport commentator.
"Number1 seems to be working over her man, look at her suck that short lil' nigga's dick. Good thing his dick looks grown-up.
"Number2 looks as if she's new to dick sucking. You gotta put yur heart into it girl, don't be afraid to smudge yur lip-stick.
"Number3's gettin' off to a slow start. Her man's having problems getting hard. Nigga must be thinkin' bout big macs and cheese burgers!
"Awe shit...look at number4 work that fuckin' dick. Who said big girls can't sucky-sucky? Not me!
"Looks like number5's on vacation, they ain't even touched their meal yet.......awwwwwwe shit!! (he chimed when I swallowed it whole) They just took that muthafucker all the way down in one take yall!"
The crowd went into an up-roar of a mixture of raves and jeers. Most guys seemed fascinated by my talents, while others act as if they would throw-up their drinks. I suddenly heard people calling out bets on number5! On me.
The staffers took the late bets, as all the contestants went to work on our prospective j-o-b's. Numbers 1 and 4 seemed to be my....stiffest competition, as number1 went into the "cork screw" method of sucking (twisting her head from side to side on the down stroke, trying to make her nigga cum), while number4 simply sucked dudes entire dick from tip to base with her large lips and fat tongue, bringing hom-boi closer and closer to jetting his load.
I churned number5's dick around in my throat, the head of his fat 7 inches was nestled deep in my throat, my nose smashed in his pubes. I pulled back. My lips dragging along his thickened shaft. I could feel the heavy veins all along the root. I pulled back until only the head was in my mouth, and sucked hard on it. I looked up at dudes face, seeing his big dumb goofy smile as I sank back down on it, taking him in all the way to the balls.
The crowd hollared and howled as all 5 contestants sped forth, all 5 of us driving towards what we hoped was a roaring climax. I could feel dude's dick starting to jump and jerk in my mouth. It made me suck that much harder, determined to be the first male to win this damned competition hands down.
Guy number3 reached down to touch girl3's head sucking him, and was instantly dis-qualifed. The girl spit his softened dick from her lips, and stormed off stage angrily. Guy3 pealed off his blindfold, and cursed himself for thinking he was the one with the male sucker. The MC quickly pulled dude3 from the stage, and it was now down to 4 contestants.
Guy number4 began breathing hard. Even I could hear his heavy breath as the girl between his muscular legs devoured his tool like it was her late nite snack. Dude4 whimpered, then yelled as if someone had just stolen his jello-pudding-pop.
"Hold on...I think we have a winner...!" the MC yelled as he and the club-full of spectators saw what looked like a hardy climax.
He breezed past us as he made his way over to couple4, informing the rest of us to "keep sucking incase of false alarm".
He pushed his microphone up to the muscular mans face, and asked:
"Did you nutt?"
"Hell yeah I nutted." male number4 said into the mic, causing a roar from the group of men that voted for girl4.
"Alright!" the MC yelled, exciting the crowd.
"Lets see the evidence!" he said, tapping the knealing fat chick on the top of her curly weave as she continued sucking the handsome muscle man off.
"Yo, c'mon girl...you got to show us the load to win."
The weary girl slowly pulled off of muscle mans dick, his still hard stiff one shining brightly from the lights in the room, and the slick spit coating his tool. She shyly looked up at the MC, and grinned mischievely, offering no proof that dude had climaxed.
"Well? Where's dude load?" the MC asked the still knealing fat chick.
She simply licked her lips, and hunched her shoulders. The crowd of men voting for her groaned angrily.
"What happened to it?" the announcer asked, poking fun at the girl.
She hunched her shoulders again.
"Did you eat it? he asked, bobbing his head in answer.
The fat chick bobbed her head as well, indicating she did indeed eat his hefty load.
"Well ain't this some shit-" the MC said.
"-did'n I just tell yall not to swallow the cum? Did'n I just say that you needed to show the cum in order to win?"
The girl looked awefully embarrassed, the crowd knowing that she swallowed dudes load.
Couple number4 was dis-qualifed, and now it was 3 couples left.
Girl2 had no idea how to suck a dick, so I had no fear of her making her man cum before me. She couldn't even take one quarter of dudes dick into her mouth, and had to fight with herself to keep her hands from grabbing and jerking the 3 quarters worth of shaft still waiting to enter her mouth.
Girl1 was now my closest competitor. She appeared to have thug-boi on the verse herself. My guy started bucking his hips forward, shoving his dick in and out of my throat with every stroke. I opened my throat, and let his dick slide in and out of its own accord. As my boi shoved forward, I'd press my face into his groin, causing his dick to punch down my throat.
"Uhhh...." number5 moaned, causing the MC to draw closer.
"Get'n close cuz'?" the MC asked, shoving the mic into number5's face. But number5 was too far gone to talk.
"Oooo..." number1 moaned, causing the MC to race over to his side.
"Its get'n close yall!" the MC yelled from somewhere inbetween.
"It's down to numbers 1 and 5. Which one'll go home with the title and the cash?"
I could hear some of the crowd yelling "number1, number1", but to my surprise, I heard the majority of them chanting "number5, number5, number5".
I blushed quickly, then went right on sucking dick like my life depended on it. I sucked dick for Kyle, for the cash, for the title, for all the gay men that longed to be accepted, and finally, to show these straight homophobic assholes what dicksucking really looked like.
Dude5 was now practically standing upright. His hands were still supporting his upper body, but his hips were bucking his straining hardon so far down my throat, that I feared he'd shoot his load all the way down into my stomach before I was declared the winner.
"Uhhh!!" dude1 groaned aloud. His ass was planted squarely on his stool, girl1 was still doing that wild cork screw thing that had her man so close to popping.
"Awe shit...awe shit...." my boi suddenly stuttered. I could feel the thick spit from the back of my throat seaping down my chin soaking the front of my shirt. But I didn't care. I wanted to win.
"Awr Shit!......AWE DAMN!!" guy5 yelled, shoving his hips forward one last time.
I felt his dick head plant itself in the recesses of my throat, then felt the head burst free its first thick spurt of rich salty cum down my throat. I lost my barrings for a moment, and ground my face in his bush, instinctively gulping his massive load down into my stomach like I feared would happen. The thick creamy goo was enroute when guy5 suddenly pulled back, wrenching himself completely free of my sucking lips and spraying my open mouth with the rest of his load.
Just then (triggered by guy5's loud moans), guy1 started cumming too. Girl1 pulled back just as guy1's dick started erupting. His watery load showering girl1's bared breasts with his nector juice.
Girl2 instantly stopped sucking when she saw the other men cum. No need for her to continue.
"Its close yall!" the MC said over the mic.
"Looks like we may have a tie!"
The audience booed, yelling that "number5 won!".
The announcer confired with his staffers, then came back with a winner.
"And the winner of 'best sucker in this joint', and the duel recipiants of the pot of cash is.....couple number5!"
Most of the audience applauded, but there were afew guys that booed, disgusted that a male was taking home the title.
I was now free to swallow guy5's cum, now that I had been declared the winner. I gulped down the tasty load as I got up off my knees, licking my lips clean.
Guy5 was allowed to unmask himself, but didn't seem to be too shocked, or mad to discover his partner was indeed the male.
I collected my cash from the announcer (which turned out to be a split difference of $360.00 with my new partner), along with an offer from the MC to meet him in the back to "sample" my talents. I declined thankfully, and made my way through the crowd insearch from Kyle. I was congradulated by many men in the audience, and even propositioned by afew. I found Kyle near the back wall, laughing with a couple guys. All of them fell silent when I walked up.
"Congrdulation hommie, I knew you'd win!" Kyle said, patting me on the back.
"Good job." the other guys said, looking at my mouth lustfully.
I recognized the longing looks, and decided to jet before I found myself on my knees in the mens room of this tit-bar all night.
"You ready to go?" I asked Kyle, stealing his beer from his hand and drowning the last of it.
"Yeh, ready if you are." he said, looking at the drying cum I neglected to wipe from my face and collar.
"You gonna take care of me too?" Kyle asked as we strolled out the exit, leaving the room full of hory hard men behind.
"You know I am-" I said as we decended the steps.
"-I hope you got plenty loads, cuz I'm hory as hell."