Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between characters, places and real people or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between men and/or teenagers. If you are not yet 18 years old, or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this type of story offends you, please go to another site. All others enjoy!
PART ONE
The building was old, turn of the last century. It was typical of this section of the city: narrow, tall, and with large windows. I walked around the block a few times, just to get a feel for the neighborhood. If this were New York City, these buildings would have been turned into lofts long ago, with restaurants, delis, and groceries on the street level. There would be people coming and going, dogs being walked, and a constant flow of cabs. However, it is not.
It was only 10:00 at night, but the streets were deserted. Very few people lived downtown, and all the businesses had closed for the weekend. If only there was something else to do so I could work up the courage to go in, but there wasn't. I did go to the bar before and have three very weak and poorly mixed drinks. My goal was to get drunk so I would have the guts to do what I was about to do. But, since I could barely gulp down the ones I had, I figured I might as well just leave.
So here I was, standing outside. I don't know why I was so nervous; I can usually walk into any place and feel confident that I am one of the best-looking people there. Ok, don't get me wrong. I am not all stuck on myself, but I know I am good-looking. I workout, dress well, and am just, well, hot. I have always been the "hot" one, or the "cute" one. All my life. Everybody I've ever dated has pursued me. Therefore, it is uncharacteristic of me to be this nervous.
I walked up to the door and went into the lobby. The signs said to take the elevator to the fourth floor, which I did. When I got off, there was a big security door with a camera and a buzzer. I assumed I had to push the button, so I did, and the door clicked and I went in. The counter looked like one in a doctor's office. It came halfway up the wall, and had sliding windows to seal off the office.
The windows were open, and a 30ish man was standing there talking to someone standing behind the window. He smiled when I walked in and winked.
"What can I do for you, handsome?" he asked.
"Um, I'm not sure. This is my first time here, and I'm not sure what to do."
"It's ok, sweetie. Everybody here has had a first time at one point!"
He explained the rules and membership info. I had to decide between a one-day and a monthly membership. Since I had no idea what would happen here, I opted for the one-day. Then I had to pick between a room and a locker. Jeff explained the difference to me.
"You should probably get a room; more privacy that way. Things can get a little overwhelming the first couple of times and it's nice to have someplace to go and close the door."
"Ok," I said. "The room sounds better."
"Oh fuck. Sorry honey, but we have no more rooms right now. Should soon. We have a list of people waiting, and I'll put you on it. I'll put you near the top, and get ya in one as soon as we can."
"You don't have to do that. I wouldn't want you to get in any trouble."
He laughed. "I own this place. I'll put you on any list I want."
I was taken aback finding out he owned this. He didn't fit the image of what I thought the owner would look like. Goes to show stereotypes can be wrong. He told me to go to my locker and get situated, and as soon as a room opened up he would come find me or announce my locker number on the PA system.
"Right though this door here is the vending area. To the right is a TV lounge with some couches and stuff. Turn to the left and you'll pass a bathroom and shower and beyond that is the locker area. This is the fourth floor; use the stairs to go down to three, or up to five and six. The rooftop patio is open, but it may get a little chilly. Up to you. Have fun."
He practically pushed me through the door, and if he wouldn't have, I'd still be standing there, debating on whether this whole thing was a good idea or not. I walked past the bathroom, stopped there first, and then on to my locker. Not many people were around, so I hurried and undressed as fast as I could and wrapped the white towel Jeff gave me across my waist. There was still time to go home, I'm sure I could get my money back. But, what the fuck! I'm here, so I might as well look around. I headed for the stairs to go down to the third floor.
Gripping my towel around my slim waist, I headed down the stairs. Two wall sconces, one at either end of the staircase, lighted the stairwell. The red bulbs cast an agreeable glow that seemed to make all skin blemishes disappear, as well as light the way to safety. Maybe that was the idea. The door at the bottom of the stairs opened up into the middle of a hallway. On either side of the door, guys sat on benches, some smoking, others were chatting, all wearing nothing but the white towels. A few looked hot, and I decided I would be back to scope them out after I finished my tour.
I turned right. Lining the hallway on both sides were doors to private rooms, and after a considerable number, I came upon another bathroom area. This one was completely open; the hallway ran right through it. I was glad I went upstairs! A few more guys were hanging out by the urinals, talking. I saw one take a dose of poppers and moan. I then realized he was pissing on a guy who was lying on the floor jacking off. Another guy was licking the pisser's balls, while still another was eating his ass. Strange, but kinky.
I stopped close by to watch, and unconsciously reached down to stroke myself. I had never been exposed to this kind of stuff before, and it was shocking to me to be so turned on by it. The pisser, who was done by now, looked down at my cock sticking out of my towel. He then looked up at me and motioned for me to come over. I still wanted to explore the rest of the floor, but decided to go over anyway.
The guy who was licking the pisser's ass got up and prepared for his turn as the pisser. He kneeled down over the one on the floor and beat his chest with his huge cock. The first guy moved over to me and took off my towel. As he was dropping to his knees he introduced himself. "I'm Tony," he said. "The other guy is my friend Ron. I think the other one is Jared, but I'm not sure. The guy on the floor is Al, but we don't know him. He was just laying in here begging to be pissed on. I had to oblige." Tony said that last part with a wink.
I told him my name as he went for my cock. I was instantly hard, but he avoided my shaft and started licking my shaved balls like a pro. Ron took the bottle of poppers from Tony, who was still licking my balls, sniffed hard, and then placed them under my nose. I took a deep breath and felt my knees start to give out. I hadn't had stuff that strong in a long while. He then gently eased us over to where Ron still straddled Al. He offered Jared a whiff, which he took enthusiastically.
Tony was still going strong licking my balls, while Ron moved behind me to rub his dick up and down my crack. Jared was still rubbing his cock on Al, but soon he inched closer to his mouth and started pissing on his face. I was enthralled. He was aiming at his chin and making it fly everywhere. It was running all over Al's face, into his mouth, and down his neck and chest. It was so hot, I almost shot right there. Ron reached around to tweak my nips as he rested his long cock in my crack. He placed the bottle under my nose again and I got a good long drag before he passed it down to Tony.
When Jared was done, he got up and came straight over to me and kissed me hard on the mouth while grabbing my dick. Knowing what he just did to Al turned me on so completely, I was almost ashamed. Ron whispered in my ear.
"Your turn. Do it. He loves it."
Sensing my hesitation, he said he'd do it at the same time and then he had something special planned. We moved over to where Al was writhing on the floor in ecstasy, and he got down on his knees, but told me to keep standing. Tony went over, knelt down by Al's head, and roughly shoved his cock down his throat. Jared went with him and they started kissing hard. Even though I was hard, I knew I could do it. It was so hot that I felt the piss start to flow inside me.
Ron moved down by Al's legs and lifted them in the air so that he was on his back, legs up, balls and ass exposed with a cock down his throat. Ron placed Al's legs on his shoulders and then aimed his cock. We both let go at the same time. A dribble at first, but then more, more, more. It was all I could do to keep from cuming at the same time. When we had finished, Ron got up and pushed me down into the position he had been in. Jared was fighting Tony for space in Al's hot mouth.
Ron wet his hand from the pools of piss all over Al and lubed me up. He got down behind me, positioned my big dick at its target, and shoved me in hard. Seeing what was about to happen, both Tony and Jared pulled out so as to not get bitten off. Al howled, but with pleasure and not pain. Ron continued to fuck for me, moving my hips in and out, in and out. The other two went back to fighting over Al's mouth and must have decided on a compromise, because they both began pushing in at the same time. Now Ron straddled Al over his chest with his back towards me. I continued to fuck away, gaining momentum and getting close. Ron reached back and told me not yet, so I slowed.
He then pissed a little more on the chest of the soaked boy with one cock in his ass and two in his mouth. Easing up to Al's mouth, Ron began to fight for space. Sensing a losing battle, he got off, knelt at Al's side, and started jerking. Tony and Jared kept fucking the mouth, and I kept fucking the ass.
I knew I was getting close again so I started to go faster and deeper, making Al moan and squirm to keep my thick cock inside of him. The other two each pulled out and positioned themselves around Al and began jacking off, just like Ron.
Watching three hot and hung guys, who had just pissed on the fourth, who was jerking his own meat, stroke their cocks while all looking at me fuck, set me on the road to orgasm. I fucked harder and faster, getting closer and closer. They watched intently. Ron was the first to pop, spewing his load all over Al's chest. Tony shot on Al's face and neck while Jared aimed for Tony, getting his spewing cock and making his own cum drop to Al's face, mixed with Tony's.
I pulled out just in time to shoot all over Al's dick, which he just continued to stroke. He finally had enough excitement and, quivering, shot a huge load all over his own chest. I was so lost in what we had been doing that I had failed to notice more guys had walked near us and were in various stages of sucking and fucking all around. The four of us stood, picked up Al and laid him flat in the open shower. The rest was up to him.
We went to the other shower room across the hall and washed each other off; we were all hard again by the time we were done, but I still had much exploring to do. We agreed that in an hour, if nothing better came along, we would meet in the locker room and have some fun of our own. I then left them and continued on my journey down the hall.
TO BE CONTINED...
This is my second story for Nifty and I love to get feedback, suggestions, etc. Please send any feedback to me at 'bgg_nifty at hotmail dot com' Please under a virus scanner!!!