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

It was an ordinary bicycle Friday night out in Brussels. I had met up with some Quaker to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in gist of town. The premises were rather trendy ; the crowd was Edward Young, cute and looked fresh. People mostly stayed in their several group, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn't take the initiative to prompt over taking the initial contact.

The curse of being young : the sureness clearly had no correspondence to the appearance, youth and sexy flavour. It seems this is often the case in young, trendy gay bars. Surely a lot of alcoholic beverage is consumed to still the tensions and inhibitions.
We drank quite a lot. The few previous guys who were present were more guide, almost staring you down with eye emitting lust for some fun just for the dark. I and my friends were not after these older guys. We had a full meter, crapulence and laughing, moving moderately to the leaden heartbeat of the euphony.

Around five o'clock in the morning it was fourth dimension to head on for something else. A parting of the group wanted to go to a bar where mainstream pop euphony was mixed up with interludes of puff display performances.

This very small bar was always fully packed and it was gruelling for anyone to really move around, the privy 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 thought, but my friends did n't agree.

We therefore split and I left them to their miserable choice. My judgment was on swish ball club music, a nice and efficient bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys.
My option was therefore a baseball club called the Box. It had an capable atmosphere, two dance floors : one for nightclub music downstairs and r'n'b/pop upstairs. It contained two taproom and a dark room at the top. The moody way was a billet I didn't'use to go to. I had paid a visit once out of wonder. That time it did n't make retentive until I felt a stranger 's hand on my ass. I remembered I kind of froze not knowing what to do. The hired hand moved up to my belt and went down inside my jean and suddenly I felt a finger's breadth playing around my hole. The finger pressed itself into my hole ; I felt excitement but I was not prepare to be fucked like that by some unknown guy in the shadow, so I pulled the helping hand out and left for the exit. On the way out hands touched me both on the back and on my medulla under the jeans. One part of me wanted to stay but the other was too unsecure.

That was then. This late evening I came into the club around five in the good morning. The dance base was packed. I drank, chatted to citizenry and danced to a great DJ for three time of day which felt inadequate than that. Around eight it was not a lot of people left. Maybe ten in sum up. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already.

After a while two guys came up and sat next to me. They looked to be around my age, around 20. They were the Lapplander pinnacle but more muscly than me and they were not blond with downhearted middle like me but had darker hair and Robert Brown centre. They probably had Arab origins. Both of them looked really good. Their fit, defined trunk were visible under tight jersey and jeans. We started to chat loosely : they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Brussels. One of them put his handwriting on my thigh and caressed me slowly ; the former moved his helping hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a petty bit too quickly and I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet.

I went upstairs to the toilets on the mo floor, where there was no one. I could sense I was turned on by the touch and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two bozo before and was a little bit prude when in bars and in world. I was not the variety of guy who was making out just like that. Too bad there wasn't just one of them, which would birth made things a little bit easier.

When I got out of the toilet one of the cat 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 aphrodisiac ”."You 're very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a gracious slight bubble butt ass ”."Thanks !"I flushed a short bit embarrass.

"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 home ; I do n't live far from here"I suggested."No, my admirer is waiting downstairs and I 'd prefer 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 swell fan of night room"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 empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can state for sure that both of us want to have some a minuscule bit of fun"he insisted."It's just a quick one ; I 'd jazz to hold your piffling cute back talk around my dick and in restitution I 'll give you a cock sucking you'll really enjoy. Would n't that be overnice ?"He put his hand over his package as to convert me. I could see a distinct, prominent bulb on his jeans. OMG, he has a big cock, I thought to myself.
It was watering in my mouth by the mere intellection of tasting his thick Arab pecker ; I could feel mine was growing to.

He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to buss ! It felt like heaven ! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite booze and his aristocratical treatment of petting and caressing my cock with his hand inside my blue jean made my inhibition for natural action in a world social club be defeated."You 're hard and horny"he said,"so let 's go up ”. He took my script and led me up the stairs to the dark way.

Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the priming coat and sat in presence of me. My peter swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it safe. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to toy with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to thumb have it away my my ass. Gosh it was gracious having his lips around my dick and at the Sami sentence feel him finger-pulling me from behind.

We would only replace cock sucking, he had told me. Is he now trying to prepare me to be fucked after all ? Typically Arab men telling you one affair while having other intent. These were only thoughts in my head, but I could n't protest since it felt too unspoiled. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep lingua.
Then he put the fingerbreadth he had used in my ass into my mouth."You like the taste of your tight, gurgle butt yap in your oral cavity ?"he whispered and had me suck on them for a while before he pushed my head down to his large penis. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge.
He slapped my typeface with his XL-sized putz 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 breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my roof of the mouth ; I had to swallow some to keep up with his vivid and trench mouth nookie.
He ordered me to reverse 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 susurration something in Arabic. A second later I felt somebody coming up from behind putting his hands on my hind end. I had thought that we were alone in the iniquity room.
Who was this third somebody who now wanted to join in ? Was it his Friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us ? Of form, they must have planned this from the scratch line.

The newcomer immediately took over my ass and started to penetrate it with his digit. He seemed very worked up and was quite acute in his drive. I almost lost my equipoise, which was anyway not the best since I had a considerable amount of alcoholic beverage in my consistency. I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to give it all a pause. The guy in social movement of me noticed my faltering 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 balk I could n't get away.

Suddenly I felt the guy behind me start pressing his big peter into my anus. Although I was under the influence of the booze, the hurting of the thick hammer 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 time lag ! '' I squeaked,"I need to ..."`` What is it ? Do n't you want to play anymore ? '' one of the guy wire interrupted. `` fountainhead, just let me get some lube and a rubber from my pocket '' I said trying resolutely to sound calm not to give the notion I was trying to get out. `` No need for that cutie ; I like fucking tight asses like yours without condom or lube. It feels much more innate and so practically tighter and nicer, do n't you think ? '' `` But, I just ... '' He silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a calm grip around my hair's-breadth with one hand and putting the other over my backtalk.
An extremely vivid and very roughly ass followed. My ass was almost to explode and I could feel every inch of his big stopcock 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 mysterious ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent galvanising jolt through my entire body ; the pain came out on the former side through my backtalk groaning and moaning. His Quaker slapped my face and rammed his stopcock into my rima oris to shut me up.

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

He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and drub his cock clean of the warm juice. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop of it, as I did n't dare to spit anything out. `` Good boy ! You seem to enjoy that tasty sperm '' he said. `` Now, lie down on the storey !"his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my bureau facing the base.
He got on top and guided his penis to my trap. He pushed into me ; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my mouth. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force."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 excitement. He fucked me strong and faster."I could see how you looked at my pecker down in the bar, craving it. I'll give you the fuck of your life and use you for my own pleasure like the little fuck-doll you are ”. Her kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the shtup ; I felt the entire weightiness of his brawny body as he pumped my ass with his massive peter like a simple machine spinning out of control.
`` This is so bally great. I love your tight ass infant. ''

By now the penetration went Thomas More swimmingly because of the generous loud that his friends had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a gross born lubricant. My ass had also got more utilise to the rough fuck and had opened up considerably by the insight of his admirer 's large cock fucking me so violently. The initial unbarable pain had vanished and been replaced by another feeling. Despite the strained situation I could n't actually help oneself starting to relish it. Yes, I found myself somewhat enjoying it. No, in all money plant I found myself suddenly and surprisingly loving it ! Having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion working my ass turned me on like aught I 'd ever see. I was his little Stanford White toy ; I could really finger how much he also loved it - loved the fact that I was there for him to love fully. Everything just felt so perfectly right, like a dream. As he hit my G-Spot, this over whelmed me with exaltation."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 stream of strong juice inside of me. He kissed me a last time on the cheek. Then he and his friend dressed quickly and left.

I sat for a piece in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experience ? My ass was fond and tumefy with the juice of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my boldness.
I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club.

On my way dwelling I stopped by a gay sweat room that had opened its room access in the morning hour. I went in and ordered a sandwich and an Orange juice in the bar.
As I sat down at one of the board a bit away from the bar a black youthful guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. `` for sure '' I said. We were there just with our minuscule towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my heart screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick dangling in the assailable. My eyes couldn't help staring at it.

'' I saw you in the wickedness room '' he said. `` What ? '' `` Yes, with the two guys. I was hiding in a corner with a admirer when you came in. It was quite a gravelly fuck, was n't it ? '' His quarrel took me by surprise and I did n't recognise what to say.
`` It was n't planned. They just ... '' `` I know '' he interrupted. `` They took reward of you to have a goodness time and bask themselves. But you seemed to delight it yourself in the end. '' `` Well… yes kind of '' I admitted. `` You 're very precious '' he said. `` The fact that you 've come to this sauna and did n't go straight dwelling or to the police or anything must entail that you 're not really done for today, I suppose. '' He smiled and stroked his hand over his big tool that had started to climb.
'' I could throw you a nice time up in one of the cabins. Of course 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 base to an empty cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. His large phallus was like a dream ; I felt it against me ; his fingers were already exploring my hole. There was no motive to warm up my ass really. At this moment I could take anything ! I could n't wait for him to enter me and make me all his ...