Well , it all started out as a great day at work. So feeling like celebrating the conclusion to the week , a shower and dinner , then out to get a drink. As I got up to order my drink , I couldn’t help but notice the single demure woman at the end of the counter, I told Frank my favorite bar back at this spot , to get her what she wanted too. I did it just for that off chance of recognition, no strings attached. I picked up my drink and headed around towards the dance floor. This disco had been a great place for several reasons , the disc jockey , was incredible , the moods and music were hypnotizing , and the lighting effects simply amazing, the DJ toyed with to the rhythm of his beats as he skillfully blended like each new song was a natural extension of the one before it.These club nites were always worth the trip ,and although the club was bi-sexual in its crowds , it was always a fun time getting into dancing and the women … wow … there were some lovely women, from time to time that came thru ,that for a primarily straight guy , just made my mouth water,and me beg the gods for any sign of acknowledgement. Mind you , I had always enjoyed a good blowjob , no matter who was giving it to my happy penis with a mind of its own.
So a few more beers , and the mood lighting effects with the music had me feeling horny. And once again off in the distant corner, I caught a glimpse of the one I saw on my way in. Not a knock-out ,but something in those eyes , or behind them that caught my twisted sex charged imagination.I find it funny now, thinking back on it , how well that fits the theme of this tale ,
I had been through the peep shows , and bath houses , glory hole trick … and had some incredible orgasms from persons completely unseen . That’s a concept most have no clue about. My favorites were the ones with holes just barely big enough to get my member, balls too, thru when soft , but not able to withdraw until soft again. It was like a strange form of bondage , I had endured some extreme thrills , where mouth and hands seemed to never end , some tender and soft , and then those that knew how rough it should be to “teach my cock and balls” the wilder side of being trapped like that.
So back the mystery woman. I got the nerve up to wander over and introduce myself , hard as that was with the loud music and light show going on. And to my surprise she told me Frank apparently had pointed me out , when I paid for her drink at the bar. We stepped outside for a fresh air break , and some idle chit chat. I couldn’t get over how her eyes tripped something in my imagination , as she was dressed nicely , but not physically what I considered my dream girls body would be.
After a bit more of me telling her about my work and simple life , she mentioned a party she was going to attend. And more to my surprise , that she would like me to go with her ! She mentioned it wasn’t too far away , and was just gathering of friends of hers , giving a birthday party for one of them. Sounded like fun to me , so sure I was ready.We drove off in my car , talking about music , and the usual weather , and a bit more about what I do for a living , hobbies , what books i had enjoyed reading .
I wasnt really paying attention to exactly where we were heading , just enough to keep us in the right lane , no hurry to get there , enjoying the one on one chat. She motions to a dark drive way , and in we headed , to see the yard with just a few cars scattered here and there , but a nice size , apparently well to do house, and a few couples standing at the door.
I parked my car , and opened her door , so we could go in together. This was exciting , the couples I saw , thought the lighting was dim , looked normal enough . Mind you , I am 6’5″ and 220lbs , so I don’t usually feel uncomfortable, no matter how strange the circumstances, I have always been comfortable as an exhibitionist . The music from inside , was good and once inside I vaguely remember seeing a few more what appeared to be normal couples , but the women ….to a whore hound the likes of me , dream or jack off material ,mmm lovely. A stop by the bar , a fresh drink and more nonchalant introductions , but my eyes just saw lovely and incredibly sexy women ,cranking up my libido, and the potential for a fun party.
The realization of what was happening didn’t come to me for what seemed awhile later…. I somewhat came to , groggy , but couldn’t move ? Hmm , I felt like I was standing , bent forward above the waist , but restrained. not gagged, but blindfolded. Imagine a set of gym type parallel bars , that’s how it felt.. but my legs were spread , ankles and wrists , out to the side , so I was slumped over one bar , and my head resting on a cushioned second bar. I could hear the music playing , but more distant… and the giggles of girls , but couldn’t figure from what direction. The next thing I felt were lips , warm and wet , on the head of my penis , then a second set softly kissing my balls and then a set om a nipple. Not altogether bad , but I couldn’t figure why restrained. Then the whys of the restraints , became apparent. I felt something prodding at my ass , greasing it up ! OMG ! I was about to be ass fucked ! A gay “friend” I would visit regularly taught me the explosive orgasms of prostate massage , while he sucked me off for all I could give him . But that was with his fingers , not a mans penis.
The first wasn’t a big one , and the cock play continued , as that went on . I couldn’t tell if the lips on my cock were male or female. But time drifted on , well I just cant tell how long or how many times I was had… I love to have my cock sucked , but anal , given or received , well its just not something I can say I enjoyed. Then after some time , a very well hung male got behind me , and I ,in my apparently drugged state , simply couldn’t do anything to evade or prevent this onslaught. The cock and ball sucking continued , but not as i can recollect to the point of my climaxing. Then to have a cock forced into my mouth , I was just delirious , and incapacitated to the point where I was simply available for the taking. And taken I was .
Scared , hell yes , by this point I figured it was my doom ahead ! The anal pounding was fierce , the forced oral was unbearable , but the cock play continued throughout it all . I prayed for it to end . But again , as time as fleeting as it seemed , led to more , but none of it mean , or excessively painful or brutal , I was vaguely aware of several people commenting from the sides of the scene , as to what the sight of it meant to them. Not total conversations , just bits and pieces.
After a time , the oral and anal assaults ceased , but the concentration on my penis and balls intensified , I must have come a bucket or 3. Again and again.
Then sleep rushed over me.I woke up ,early the next morning, in my car on the side of a country road , not too far from home. Sore and naked ,but my clothes were piled on the passenger seat, drained and weak , but free !
I told my wife , about it , and though it still brings goose bumps , a small lingering of wow could I endure it again ? But this time say under a more controlled circumstance ? It wasn’t totally unpleasant , but not at all what I hoped for.
I mean like the glory hole times, what risks it was. Imagine if your a male , reading this , to squeeze your cock and balls thru a small round hole in a plywood wall, someone on the other side , starts playing with it , and once swollen it wont pull out ! then the sucking and rough ball play , that continues repeatedly , by obviously more than 3 or 4 , until drained soft ! and then the shivering wonder of just how ugly that could have been, if there was some REAL sick twisted person on the other side of that wall ! I still get a boner when I think of it, am I strange ?
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