I 'm going to share a true story that I never thought I would ever write.

It was an ordinary Fri nighttime out in Brussels. I had met up with some Friend to snaffle a beverage in a newly opened gay bar in meat of town. The premises were rather trendy ; the crowd was young, cute and looked smart. multitude mostly stayed in their various groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a facial expression now and then over the room at former boys. Yet they didn't take the initiative to move over taking the initial liaison.

The curse word of being vernal : the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the visual aspect, youth and sexy looking. It seems this is often the case in youthful, trendy gay bars. Surely a lot of alcoholic drink is consumed to facilitate the tensions and suppression.
We drank quite a lot. The few quondam guys who were submit were more channelise, almost staring you down with middle emitting lust for some fun just for the nighttime. I and my friends were not after these older guys. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, moving moderately to the heavy beats of the euphony.

Around five o'clock in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the mathematical group wanted to go to a bar where mainstream pop music was mixed up with interludes of retarding force show functioning.

This very small bar was always fully packed and it was strong for anyone to really displace around, the bathroom queue was awfully long and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my judgement, but my friends did n't agree.

We therefore split and I left them to their low choice. My mind was on posh club euphony, a nice and efficient bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guy wire.
My selection was therefore a cabaret called the Box. It had an open up atmosphere, two terpsichore base : one for gild euphony downstairs and r'n'b/pop upstairs. It contained two ginmill and a sour room at the top. The dark room was a place I didn't'use to go to. I had paid a visit once out of curiosity. That sentence it did n't take long until I felt a stranger 's hand on my ass. I remembered I sort of froze not knowing what to do. The bridge player moved up to my belt and went down inside my jeans and suddenly I felt a finger playing around my yap. The fingerbreadth pressed itself into my kettle of fish ; I felt excitement but I was not make to be fucked like that by some unsung guy in the dark, so I pulled the hand out and left for the exit. On the way out custody touched me both on the back and on my medulla under the jeans. One region of me wanted to stay but the other was too unsecure.

That was then. This late even I came into the club around five in the aurora. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a corking DJ for three minute which felt shorter than that. Around eight it was not a lot of the great unwashed left. Maybe ten in total. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already.

After a while two guy cable came up and sat succeeding to me. They looked to be around my age, around 20. They were the same pinnacle but more muscly than me and they were not blond with blue eyes like me but had darker hair and brown eyes. They probably had Arab origins. Both of them looked really honest. Their fit, specify soundbox were visible under pie-eyed T-shirts and dungaree. We started to chat loosely : they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Belgian capital. One of them put his paw on my second joint and caressed me slowly ; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly and I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the potty.

I went upstairs to the crapper on the second story, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before and was a little bit prude when in streak and in public. I was not the kind of guy who was making out just like that. Too bad there wasn't just one of them, which would have made matter a little bit easier.

When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood out-of-door waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me."Somewhat"I replied."Whom of us do you like the most ?"he asked."I think you 're both cunning"I said and added"and very sexy ”."You 're very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little babble butt ass ”."Thanks !"I flushed a little bit embarrassed.

"So if it was just me, would you like to give some fun ?"he asked. I looked at his hot, oriental, muscly dead body and could hear myself saying : `` Yes, why not ''."We can go to my stead ; I do n't live far from here"I suggested."No, my admirer is waiting downstairs and I 'd opt that we just go up to the dark room"he said and smiled."well, I do n't know about that ; I 'm not a great fan of darkness way"I hesitated."You do n't know who is there and it 's not very comfortable ”."It 's ok"he assured,"the nine is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can order for sure that both of us want to have some a small bit of fun"he insisted."It's just a fast one ; I 'd have sex to have your fiddling cute mouth around my putz and in homecoming I 'll give you a cock sucking you'll really love. Would n't that be prissy ?"He put his hired hand over his package as to convert me. I could see a distinct, turgid medulla oblongata on his jean. OMG, he has a big hammer, I thought to myself.
It was watering in my mouth by the mere thought of tasting his thick Arab cock ; I could feel mine was growing to.

He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep natural language front. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss ! It felt like heaven ! inconceivable to fend. At this prison term I was quite salute and his gentle handling of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans made my inhibitions for action mechanism in a public club be defeated."You 're hard and randy"he said,"so let 's go up ”. He took my paw and led me up the stairs to the moody room.

Up there he opened my blue jean, pulled them down completely to the basis and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his sassing and worked it right. One of his script went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger love my my ass. Gosh it was nice having his sass around my turncock and at the Lapp time finger him finger-pulling me from behind.

We would only exchange cock sucking, he had told me. Is he now trying to devise me to be fucked after all ? Typically Arab men telling you one affair while having other design. These were only thoughts in my mind, but I could n't protest since it felt too good. After a spell, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues.
Then he put the fingers he had used in my ass into my mouth."You like the taste of your tight, bubble butt yap in your mouth ?"he whispered and had me suck on them for a while before he pushed my head down to his large phallus. I followed his every motion and the orders he gave me, and it was cleared who was in charge.
He slapped my look with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my pharynx. His hammer went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a irregular to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with spittle filled my palate ; I had to swallow some to hold back up with his intense and deep mouth fucking.
He ordered me to overturn my ass up so that he could finger-pull me while I was sucking him. I did was I was told.

Suddenly I could get word him whisper something in Arabic. A secondly later I felt soul coming up from behind putting his manpower on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the black room.
Who was this tierce soul who now wanted to join in ? Was it his protagonist who had gone up earlier to wait for us ? Of course, they must hold planned this from the jump.

The newcomer immediately took over my ass and started to penetrate it with his fingers. He seemed very excited and was quite intense in his drive. I almost lost my balance, which was anyway not the honest since I had a considerable amount of alcohol in my body. I stopped sucking and was about to support up to turn over it all a interruption. The guy in battlefront of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck opening. He was much stiff than me, and although I tried to resist I could n't get away.

Suddenly I felt the guy behind me start pressing his big prick into my anus. Although I was under the influence of the liquor, the pain of the thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass seemingly without any lube made me feel completely sober again. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. `` Please wait ! '' I squeaked,"I need to ..."`` What is it ? Do n't you want to dally anymore ? '' one of the guy interrupted. `` wellspring, just let me get some lubricating substance and a condom from my sac '' I said trying resolutely to vocalise calm not to give the impression I was trying to escape. `` No need for that cutie ; I like fucking slopped fuck like yours without safe or lubricator. It feels much more natural and so much tighter and nicer, do n't you think ? '' `` But, I just ... '' He silenced me quickly by pulling my fountainhead back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the early over my mouth.
An extremely intense and very rough piece of tail followed. My ass was almost to explode and I could feel every inch of his big rooster as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the cryptical ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my intact trunk ; the botheration came out on the former side through my oral cavity groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my font and rammed his cock into my rima oris to close me up.

After some time my anus got more and to a greater extent numb and the pain started to go away. It became less tense, almost like it had given up and just let itself completely afford to serve his tool 's violent and rough out use.
The guy behind me moaned louder and louder as if he was to come. Suddenly a warm sensation spreading inside my body as he fired his big encumbrance deep up my ass.

He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to draw and lick his peter clean and jerk of the warm succus. I did as I was told and swallowed every driblet of it, as I did n't make bold to spit anything out. `` skillful boy ! You seem to relish that tasty sperm '' he said. `` Now, lie down on the floor !"his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my pectus facing the story.
He got on top and guided his penis to my hole. He pushed into me ; I felt the question enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in to the full violence."Now, we 're going to see if I can fuck this cutie even harder. He seems to like it ! '' They both put up a laugh of joy and fervour. He fucked me laborious and faster."I could see how you looked at my hammer down in the bar, craving it. I'll give you the shag of your life story and use you for my own pleasure like the slight fuck-doll you are ”. Her kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking ; I felt the integral weightiness of his mesomorphic body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control.
`` This is so be intimate great. I love your slopped ass baby. ''

By now the insight went more than smoothly because of the generous loud that his friends had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a staring natural lubricating substance. My ass had also got more used to the gravelly fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend 's turgid cock fucking me so violently. The initial unbarable bother had vanished and been replaced by another feeling. Despite the hale situation I could n't actually help starting to enjoy it. Yes, I found myself somewhat enjoying it. No, in all Lunaria annua I found myself suddenly and surprisingly loving it ! Having this good-looking, young sexy Arabian entire working my ass turned me on like nothing I 'd ever live. I was his little white toy ; I could really feel how practically he also loved it - loved the fact that I was there for him to delight fully. Everything just felt so perfectly right, like a dreaming. As he hit my G-Spot, this over whelmed me with raptus."Yes, do me as hard as you can"slipped out of me."I like you baby and I know you like me too '' he whispered in my ear.
Then he came with a bellow and we were both to detonate as he shot a flow of lovesome succus inside of me. He kissed me a cobbler's last meter on the cheek. Then he and his friend dressed quickly and left.

I sat for a while in the darkness to get myself together. What was it I had experience ? My ass was warm and swollen with the juice of the two guys dripping out. A smile scatter over my face.
I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark elbow room and the guild.

On my way household I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the break of day 60 minutes. I went in and ordered a sandwich and an Orange succus in the bar.
As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a black Edward Young guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. `` Sure '' I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waistline. He had a perfect eubstance and he noticed my middle screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous gumshoe wall hanging in the open. My middle couldn't help staring at it.

`` I saw you in the dark room '' he said. `` What ? '' `` Yes, with the two bozo. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. It was quite a rough piece of tail, was n't it ? '' His words took me by surprise and I did n't know what to say.
`` It was n't planned. They just ... '' `` I know '' he interrupted. `` They took advantage of you to have a good clock time and love themselves. But you seemed to enjoy it yourself in the end. '' `` Well… yes kind of '' I admitted. `` You 're very cute '' he said. `` The fact that you 've come to this sweat room and did n't go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you 're not really done for today, I suppose. '' He smiled and stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise.
'' I could hand you a nice time up in one of the cabins. Of class with lube and condom. '' He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to make a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly `` I take that as a yes ''.

We stood up and walked up two floor to an empty cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. His heavy penis was like a pipe dream ; I felt it against me ; his finger's breadth were already exploring my hole. There was no need to warm up my ass really. At this moment I could take anything ! I could n't wait for him to enter me and pass water me all his ...


PS. I have always been strongly against any form of forced or non-consensual sex and condemned it fiercely. Therefore this event has turned out very complicated and building complex for me. I realise that if the guys had listened to my initial protestation and not given themselves the right to fully use me the way they did my strong experience would not have been as strong and so memorable. I 've since this happened attempt to re-experience the situation by participating in role-plays and rape games but nothing can compare to the intuitive feeling of the real number spate. Of form non-consensual sex should not imply unnecessary fierceness, and these guys did not seek to cause unnecessary harm in any way. All they really wanted was to fuck the poop out of me and enjoy the real game of being in full control over a little have a go at it toy to take in not only the physical pleasure ( the smell of penetrating a sozzled butthole with no lubricator, as one of the guys said ) but also enhance the experience by being the prevailing male who exerts his full rights by nature - like a stallion, hart or bull who mounts a female or another male person out of natural instinct and without asking for permission. The setting in this case also lends justification to their behaviour. I was the Loretta Young boy in a gay bar, dressed to attract in a way that featured my fuddled body and bubble butt, and who strongly teased their instinct by signaling an interest in their bodies and engaging with them ( this is unlike from a surprise coersion in the Mungo Park ). To be the mounted one and finger a muscly consistence take you in possession for a shortly piece is nothing shamefull. On the perverse, it makes you feel wanted and craved for. And that in itself is an energise thing !