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The Armand Van Helden and Tori Amos music was slamming. Tracks in DC had a really incredible audio system. Along with the lights, ecstasy, and house and techno going, it was a place I felt comfortable to wear little orange shorts in to exhibit my gayness. There never was a problem there, and many good times dancing, that sometimes led to my being pounded properly. Situated in an industrial area of warehouses, I often went with my friend James. We were fuck buddies who also enjoyed each other's attitudes and intellects. He was really handsome, as we both were in our early 20s. Despite our youth he was very sophisticated, and far wiser than his years. I would be at the bar drinking shots, and he'd be quoting Shakespeare.
He looked and dressed like a professor too. The green light coat and blue jeans, along with the brown beard, he carried himself with eloquence. On the other hand I was flamboyant, getting turned on by guys who wanted to kiss or fuck me, and many nights ended in their stalls. The last visit I had blown a American University student, although my intention tonight was to get bombed, and bottom for a sexy guy. It was inevitable as I was showing off my thin and athletic 6'3 frame. Darnell the bouncer waved to James and I. We definitely were regulars, and last week got a couple beers on the house. Going through security was a hassle, but gave me more time in natural lighting to show off what I had. A lot of handsome guys tonight, and James was open to the idea of a threesome. He was correct. I was insatiable. My 19 year old libido was off the charts, and as community college students we didn't study much but each other's anatomy.
We actually had met here, and every day we were together was wonderful. A couple nights ago he'd been over and hammered my tight ass into a new form of submission. Yes I was used to his big thick 8" of fun, but he had turned my insides out. Yet despite being a little sore, between songs I kissed him and said, "I want you to fuck me while I suck." He got really hard, as I could see the bulge in his khaki pants. Damn he looked good with his Nordic blonde features. 6 foot 4, blonde, muscular, and a cinch for him to pick up my petite and small frame. My parents were Irish first generation, and one had to wonder if they and I were small, was remnants of the potato famine from years prior.
It was so fun to be James's spoon, or any guys as 5'5 and 135 pounds, I could pass as a female if I wanted to wear a wig and dress. Yet I liked being the bitch I was as is, with a thong in my ass crack. My shaved penis was always rock hard, and kissing James passionately to the music, I knew what was going to happen. Using our fake ids we got booze, and the music, lights, and fog lights altered our consciousness along with the ecstasy. We were touching hands and kissing. The sensation was even more eye opening than normal. Other guys were kissing too, and some hot men were watching us as well. My eyes zoomed in on a handsome light skinned black guy. He looked at me with that nod that was an invite, and James was intrigued too. Finally we met Eugene and it was a free flowing conversation. He was really sexy, and James knew.
High on narcotics and in heat, soon we were away from the music of the club. We were in a motel room, and I was naked. James and Eugene were touching my very erect penis on the bed, and oh wow when they touched my balls, I just about lost my everlasting mind. The feminine came up as I moaned even with higher notes, kissing James and then Eugene. Oh he had some freaky deeky scent on. Oh I was just getting more heated, as both guys fingered me. Soon I had their clothes off.
Oh how I loved my partners cock, but James tasted far more delicious. He had a lovely well endowed penis with big balls, that I slurped up. Taking turns with their sex organs, I also on my knees rubbed their cocks together and slurped up their testicles at the same time. It led to obvious pleasure, and soon my dream became a reality. James was throttling my bare ass from behind, as I sucked and licked Eugene's cum spewing penis with every bit of dedication I could muster up. I loved how his precum tasted, which turned me into a frenzied animal, going down on him with my thick wet lips and tongue.
There's no better feeling of being stretched, with your mans hands on your hips, as you take up another cock in to be airtight. I moaned and my body trembled. No one needed to tell me I was hard, as my sperm factory was working at full capacity. All the sensations were heightened. Eugene's head gyrated up, and as I went down on his delightful penis he came in my mouth. His musky scent along with his dna were to my liking, and James unleashed his cum in my worn out asshole. Oh how he dropped globs into me, and soon as he kept sliding it back in me, I came all over the bed. Pure bliss and satisfaction, the guys used me as a personal bitch all night, as booze and ecstasy had me at a level previously never experienced.