So there I was at the AA Meat Market in Chicago. It was a hardcore leather bar with an enforced dress code, and I had no leather. Damn! Fortunately the management made exceptions for hot guys who were willing to walk around in nothing but their undershorts and shoes. I was a hot guy and certainly willing to strip down to my white briefs if that's what it took to gain entry. Hell, I would have walked around in nothing but my black boots if that's what it took.
I gave my clothes to the bartender, kept my wallet in my hand and began making my way through the very warm and crowded bar. A long bar sat several men who one by one checked me out. I was flattered by the compliments, but scared when one man gently cupped my balls and felt my ball sac tenderly. It was so packed, I couldn't advance any further. So he got to cop a feel longer than I normally would have let him. But I had no choice. It was at that moment I realized I was at his mercy. If he had squeezed any tighter and hurt me, there would have been nothing I could do except yelp or whine like a baby--which I sure as hell was not going to do. But, oddly, the fear subsided and I realized I rather liked not being in control. I liked his having control over me.
The crowd starting moving again so I moved along with them. I was headed to the back. I had heard that there was a dark room in the back where all sorts of sex took place. Kinky sex. I wandered around and stopped at the back bar and ordered a beer. I caught glance of a leather guy walking out through a door. He wasn't an employee so I knew that was the place. I took a few gulps of beer, walked to the door, and went in.
It was dark. A red light bulb glowed in the center of the room. Men were lurking around and leaning against the walls. I walked to an empty spot and leaned against a wall as well. Not too much after that, I felt a finger gently rub against my leg. I looked to my left and saw a hot black guy wearing only jeans and boots. I liked him. I figured that must have been the signal to see if I was interested. I was definitely interested. My heart started pounding as I moved in closer to him. He felt my chest, squeezed my nip and smiled.
I felt his chest and squeezed his tits, one in each hand. He softly groaned. I slowly ran my hands down the front of his body toward his belly. It was hairy. With my index finger I ran circles around his treasure trail. He grabbed my hand and pushed it onto his cock. I pressed my hand against his cock and felt it stiffen. Without wasting anymore time, I unbuttoned his 501s, pulled down his jeans and grabbed his dick with my mouth and grabbed a hold of his butt cheeks. As I sucked his big black dick, he started gyrating his hips back and forth, forcing his foot-long dick all the way to the back of my throat.
I was kneeling in front of this black Adonis, sucking furiously when I felt a hand rubbing my butt. I knew it wasn't the black guy in front of me. The guy behind me kept rubbing with one hand and with the other hand he reached around and rubbed my crotch. It felt really good so I let the guy keep rubbing. Then he unfastened my jeans. So, while sucking, I scooted and kept repositioning myself until he got my jeans down to my ankles. A moment later, I felt a tongue in my ass. It was wet velvet. Damn, that tongue felt good coating my hairless hole with his warm spit.
The black guy rubbed my hairless head for a bit, then gently push against my forehead--not for me to stop sucking, but to inch back so I was under the red light and some punker dude with blond spiked hair could get behind him and play with his ass the same way I was getting my ass played with. This went on for several minutes.
My mouth got tired from the black man's huge dick so I backed off. He didn't seem to mind. I looked around and saw that a couple more guys had joined us and were standing around watching and jerking their cocks. "What the hell," I thought, and I leaned forward and took one of the voyeur's dicks into my mouth and started sucking. With my hand, I reached for the dick of the other guy jerking his own dick and he easily gave way to my advance. Meanwhile, assrimmer behind me followed all along and kept tonguing me real good.
I was ready to get fucked. I stopped sucking for a second and turned my head around. "Fuck me," I whispered. Assrimmer withdrew his tongue, hocked up some spit and rubbed it on his hard-on. I stood up and he took me by the haunches and eased his dick to my dripping wet asshole. It didn't go in easily. So I repeatedly squeezed tight and released, trying to work his dick inside me slowly. As I was doing this, it felt like there was some metal at the tip of his dick. Once he got inside me, he started pounding harder and harder, faster and faster. He was groaning, so I knew he liked my tight ass. He leaned me forward at the hips and I bent my legs and rested my hands on my quads. At that point I realized I was in the center of 7 guys.
"Oh shit, I'm close," the guy fucking me said.
"Shoot it. I want your man juice all up my ass."
Moments later he was groaning louder, pounding harder and yelling out, "I'm cuuuummmmming!!!!" He shot spurt after spurt. Five, six times he pounded hard against my ass. "OOOOHHHHHH," he sang out in a descending tone. He was spent. He pulled out and I dropped down onto my knees and sat back against my heels. I reached for his dick to lube my fingers with the dripping cum from his dick and felt a captive bead ring. That was the first time I had ever been fucked by someone with a Prince Albert. Damn, that was hot!
All the other guys inched in closer, closing the circle tighter. They were each jerking their meat. A couple guys looked like they were ready to cum. One guy wearing only white athletic socks and a cock ring reached forward and tugged at my blond goatee and smiled. "How would you like some cum on that barb?" he asked. "Sure," I answered, "and all over my face... and in my mouth too!"
I spread out my arms and inserted my right middle finger into the guy to my right and my left middle finger into the ass of the black guy who was then standing to my left. He was holding some lube that I guess the other guys had already used and passed around. Because then, all of a sudden, I felt a splash of jism land on my bald head. Then I got squirted in the face. A splash of jizz landed on my right cheek and another splash landed on the bridge of my nose. More cum landed on the other side of my head. And then I got my wish. With my mouth wide open the hard-on with the cockring shot a load directly into my mouth. And more landed on my goatee. Damn I was happy! I fell back into the arms of the tan guy behind me and I started jerking my own dick. I was so aroused and my dick was tingling so hard it wasn't going to take long for me to blow my wad.
"Not so fast, asshole," the tan guy said. Then he reached forward and swatted my hand away from my dick that was leaking with pre-cum. "I'm gonna get a turn with that ass of yours first." Then he grabbed me under the armpits and lifted me to standing position. "Open up, hole." And he plunged his cock inside my already lubed ass. "Oh," I groaned as he glided his raging hard-on in and out of my ass. The more he fucked me, the better it felt. Another blond guy, with the cutest tuft of blond snatch stepped in front of me. So I bent forward and took hold of his cock with my mouth and sucked the semi-hard dick into my mouth. For some reason, it wasn't getting hard. Then I learned why.
A stream of salty, bitter, warm liquid entered my mouth. It wasn't cum. It was piss! Oh my God, he was pissing in my mouth! What was I supposed to do? Drink it, I guess. So I gulped down as much as I could. A lot spilled out of my mouth. Some drained down my face onto my body, the floor, and someone's boot. After he finished pissing, I resumed sucking--still while getting fucked from behind. When I felt his dick engorge even more and I knew he was about to shoot. And sure enough, he did. He shot stream after stream of his hot, milky cum into my ass. While he was groaning, the pisser got more excited and shot stream after stream of jism into my mouth. I drank it all down without missing a drop. They both pulled out, gasping for air.
Then I resumed stroking my dick. "Hey asshole, didn't your momma teach you to wipe up after yourself? Lick my boots clean." I leaned forward and stared at his boot. I felt degraded but I liked it. So while I stroked my cock, I slurped up the piss and licked the boot clean. Instantly I shot my load all over the floor. I knew what I was to do next.
The End J
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