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

It was an ordinary bicycle Friday night out in Bruxelles. I had met up with some friends to take hold of a drinking in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The premises were rather trendy ; the crowd was young, cute and looked wise. citizenry mostly stayed in their respective chemical group, distinctly cornered in, throwing a flavor now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn't take the enterprisingness to move over taking the initial contact.

The curse word of being young : the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance, young person and sexy looks. It seems this is often the case in young, trendy gay legal profession. Surely a lot of alcoholic beverage is consumed to facilitate the tensions and suppression.
We drank quite a lot. The few one-time guys who were exhibit were more take, almost staring you down with eyes emitting lust for some fun just for the Night. I and my Quaker were not after these erstwhile guy. We had a unspoilt clock time, drinking and laughing, moving moderately to the heavy beats of the medicine.

Around five o'clock in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where mainstream pop music was mixed up with entr'acte of puff display performances.

This very little bar was always fully packed and it was hard for anyone to really move around, the toilet 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 opinion, but my Quaker did n't agree.

We therefore Split and I left them to their low choice. My idea was on classy club euphony, a nice and efficient bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guy cable.
My selection was therefore a club called the Box. It had an unfastened aura, two dance floors : one for cabaret music downstairs and r'n'b/pop upstairs. It contained two cake and a dark room at the top. The iniquity way was a property I didn't'use to go to. I had paid a sojourn once out of oddity. That clock time 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 handwriting moved up to my rap and went down inside my jeans and suddenly I felt a finger's breadth playing around my hole. The finger pressed itself into my hole ; I felt excitation but I was not ready to be fucked like that by some unknown guy in the dark, so I pulled the hand out and left for the release. On the way out hands touched me both on the book binding and on my bulb under the dungaree. One part of me wanted to stay but the other was too unsecure.

That was then. This belated evening I came into the nightclub around five in the morning. The dance storey was packed. I drank, chatted to mass and danced to a great DJ for three minute which felt inadequate than that. Around eight it was not a lot of mass left. Maybe ten in total. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already.

After a patch two guys came up and sat succeeding to me. They looked to be around my age, around 20. They were the Saame tallness but to a greater extent muscly than me and they were not blond with drear eyes like me but had darker tomentum and brown optic. They probably had Arab blood. Both of them looked really thoroughly. Their fit, defined bodies were visible under tight T-shirts and jean. We started to jaw loosely : they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Bruxelles. One of them put his hand on my second joint and caressed me slowly ; the other moved his script inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly and I escaped the spot by saying that I needed to go to the stool.

I went upstairs to the toilets on the second flooring, 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 cat before and was a little bit prude when in bars and in populace. I was not the form of guy who was making out just like that. Too bad there wasn't just one of them, which would have made things a minuscule bit easier.

When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside 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 cute"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 ripple bottom ass ”."Thanks !"I flushed a little bit embarrassed.

"So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun ?"he asked. I looked at his hot, Oriental, muscly body and could hear myself saying : `` Yes, why not ''."We can go to my shoes ; I do n't live far from here"I suggested."No, my protagonist is waiting downstairs and I 'd prefer that we just go up to the dark room"he said and smiled."fountainhead, I do n't know about that ; I 'm not a not bad fan of dark way"I hesitated."You do n't know who is there and it 's not very comfortable ”."It 's ok"he assured,"the club is almost hollow by now and there would be no one there except for us. So amount on, I can tell apart for surely that both of us want to have some a little bit of fun"he insisted."It's just a quick one ; I 'd make love to have your little cute back talk around my gumshoe and in getting even I 'll give you a cock sucking you'll really enjoy. Would n't that be nice ?"He put his mitt over his package as to convert me. I could see a discrete, expectant lightbulb on his jeans. OMG, he has a big cock, I thought to myself.
It was watering in my mouth by the bare intellection of tasting his thick Arabian cock ; I could finger mine was growing to.

He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with inscrutable glossa social movement. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss ! It felt like heaven ! impossible to withstand. At this time I was quite pledge and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his mitt inside my jean made my forbiddance for action in a world club be defeated."You 're hard and horny"he said,"so let 's go up ”. He took my hand and led me up the step to the benighted room.

Up there he opened my denim, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front line of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouthpiece and worked it goodness. One of his work force went off to my ass and started to bring with my mess. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger get laid my my ass. Gosh it was nice having his rim around my cock and at the same clock time feel him finger-pulling me from behind.

We would only substitute blowjobs, he had told me. Is he now trying to prepare me to be fucked after all ? Typically Arab men telling you one thing while having former intention. These were only thoughts in my head, but I could n't protest since it felt too near. After a spell, he stood up, we kissed with abstruse tongues.
Then he put the fingers he had used in my ass into my backtalk."You like the taste of your tight, bubble nates hole in your mouth ?"he whispered and had me suck on them for a while before he pushed my head down to his bombastic penis. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge.
He slapped my face with his XL-sized shaft before he pressed it down my throat. His cock 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 second to respire in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm cell mixed up with spit filled my roof of the mouth ; I had to withdraw some to retain up with his intense and trench mouth screwing.
He ordered me to lift my ass up so that he could finger-pull me while I was sucking him. I did was I was told.

Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hired hand on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the wickedness room.
Who was this third person who now wanted to join in ? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us ? Of path, they must have planned this from the start.

The newcomer immediately took over my ass and started to permeate it with his fingers. He seemed very frantic and was quite acute in his drift. I almost lost my balance, which was anyway not the best since I had a considerable amount of money of intoxicant in my torso. I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to give it all a pause. The guy in front of me noticed my vacillation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to baulk I could n't get away.

Suddenly I felt the guy behind me start pressing his big hammer into my anus. Although I was under the influence of the hard liquor, the pain of the dense putz 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 need to fiddle anymore ? '' one of the guys interrupted. `` Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my sac '' I said trying resolutely to sound calm not to give the belief I was trying to escape. `` No need for that cutie ; I like fucking smashed screwing like yours without condom or lubricating substance. It feels much more natural and so much cockeyed and nicer, do n't you think ? '' `` But, I just ... '' He silenced me quickly by pulling my drumhead back by a steady grip around my fuzz with one hand and putting the other over my back talk.
An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. My ass was almost to blow up and I could feel every inch of his big turncock 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 deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every display of the top of his cock sent galvanising shocks through my entire torso ; the infliction came out on the other face through my oral cavity groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my sass to close me up.

After some time my anus got more and more numb and the nuisance started to go away. It became less tense, almost like it had given up and just let itself completely open to do his cock 's violent and rough enjoyment.
The guy behind me moaned louder and louder as if he was to fare. Suddenly a warm sensation paste inside my body as he fired his big load deep up my ass.

He withdrew and got up in presence of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean of the warm juice. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop of it, as I did n't presume to spit anything out. `` respectable boy ! You seem to enjoy that tasty sperm cell '' he said. `` Now, lie down on the floor !"his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor.
He got on top and guided his penis to my jam. He pushed into me ; I felt the pass enter me. A moan escaped my sassing. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force play."Now, we 're going to see if I can be intimate this cutie even harder. He seems to like it ! '' They both put up a laughter of joy and excitement. He fucked me punishing and faster."I could see how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. I'll give you the fuck of your life and use you for my own joy like the little fuck-doll you are ”. Her kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking ; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his monolithic stopcock like a auto spinning out of control.
`` This is so blinking not bad. I love your closely ass baby. ''

By now the penetration went more swimmingly because of the generous loud that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the jolty fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his booster 's large rooster fucking me so violently. The initial unbarable painful sensation had vanished and been replaced by another feeling. Despite the force situation I could n't actually assist starting to savor it. Yes, I found myself somewhat enjoying it. No, in all honesty I found myself suddenly and surprisingly loving it ! Having this good-looking, youthful sexy Arab stallion working my ass turned me on like null I 'd ever live. I was his little Edward White toy ; I could really feel how much he also loved it - loved the fact that I was there for him to savor fully. Everything just felt so perfectly decent, like a pipe dream. As he hit my G-Spot, this over whelmed me with rapture."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 roaring and we were both to explode as he shot a stream of warm juice inside of me. He kissed me a last-place time on the cheek. Then he and his friend dressed quickly and left.

I sat for a while in the wickedness to get myself together. What was it I had experience ? My ass was warm up and swollen with the juice of the two guys dripping out. A smiling ranch over my typeface.
I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the moody room and the club.

On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning 60 minutes. I went in and ordered a sandwich and an orange juice in the bar.
As I sat down at one of the mesa a bit away from the bar a inglorious young guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. `` certain '' I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfective consistency and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his tremendous pecker hanging in the undetermined. My eyes couldn't aid staring at it.

`` I saw you in the darkness room '' he said. `` What ? '' `` Yes, with the two guy cable. I was hiding in a corner with a champion when you came in. It was quite a rough piece of tail, was n't it ? '' His news took me by surprise and I did n't recognize what to say.
`` It was n't planned. They just ... '' `` I know '' he interrupted. `` They took advantage of you to let a good metre and enjoy themselves. But you seemed to savor it yourself in the end. '' `` Well… yes form of '' I admitted. `` You 're very cunning '' he said. `` The fact that you 've come to this sweat room and did n't go straight plate or to the police or anything must mean that you 're not really done for today, I suppose. '' He smiled and stroked his helping hand over his big stopcock that had started to resurrect.
'' I could consecrate 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 create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly `` I take that as a yes ''.

We stood up and walked up two floors to an empty cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. His declamatory penis was like a dream ; I felt it against me ; his fingers were already exploring my jam. There was no need to warm up my ass really. At this bit I could take anything ! I could n't hold off for him to enter me and make me all his ...


PS. I have always been strongly against any strain of forced or non-consensual sex and condemned it fiercely. Therefore this event has turned out very complicated and complex for me. I realise that if the Guy had listened to my initial protests and not given themselves the right to fully use me the way they did my strong experience would not hold been as strong and so memorable. I 've since this happened tried to re-experience the situation by participating in role-plays and colza games but naught can compare to the impression of the real deal. Of course non-consensual sex should not inculpate unneeded force, and these guy wire did not seek to cause unneeded injury in any way. All they really wanted was to hump the motherfucker out of me and enjoy the actual game of being in full ascendency over a little fuck toy to have not only the strong-arm pleasure ( the feeling of penetrating a tight butthole with no lubricant, as one of the cat said ) but also enhance the experience by being the predominant male who exerts his good right wing by nature - like a stallion, stag or bull who mounts a female or another male out of born inherent aptitude and without asking for permit. The context in this case also lends justification to their behaviour. I was the young boy in a gay bar, dressed to draw in in a way that featured my tight body and house of cards butt, and who strongly teased their instinct by signaling an involvement in their consistency and engaging with them ( this is different from a surprise coersion in the park ). To be the mount up one and feel a muscly body drive you in self-control for a unforesightful piece is cipher shamefull. On the contrary, it makes you find wanted and craved for. And that in itself is an shake up affair !