Smiling to myself, I carefully put his softened cock back into his shorts, zipped them up, and stood up, as I said, “Sorry, but I really do have to get back to work now.”
I then turned and walked away without a glance back. I heard him moaning softly and a few deep breaths as I walked back into the club. I smiled to myself for a blowjob well done and then frowned as I considered that I had done it again. I continued to question my own submissiveness as I returned to the bar. What was it about me that made me feel compelled and enthusiastic about having gay sex whenever a guy acted just a little dominant towards me and especially if he called me “boy.” Anthony and Tim were all smirks and wide pleasing eyes, as Tim said, “We saw that guy in the shorts pull you in there by your cock. Spill!”
I shrugged and replied, “I was just hanging out with my “in-house-date.”
They both smiled excitedly but I didn’t continue. Anthony looked like he was going to pounce, but Tim shook his head and they both let me be with my confused thoughts. I continued to ponder my actions, reactions, and feelings towards what had happened tonight. I had enjoyed all of it and I didn’t know why. I acknowledged that I would happily and enthusiastically do all of it again if it meant cumming like I did when Andrew fucked me. I just couldn’t work out what the issue was.
I happened to glance at the clock and finally noticed that it was 3 am. So we only had another hour before we shut down and started cleaning. As we had done last time, I suggested to Tim and Anthony that since hardly anyone was buying any more drinks, two of us should take a walk around the club and find out which areas would need the most work once we closed. They both agreed, so Anthony and I took a walk around the place. We flirted and laughed with the customers as we worked our way through the crowd, but we weren’t really paying attention to any of them. After making a good sweep of the main dance floor and upper dance area, we checked out the bathroom. Other than needing a mop run-through, some Febreze, and to be aired out, the bathroom was fine.
We then went into the “Fun House” to check as best as we could without turning on the lights. We were able to make our way through the winding areas and various dark rooms without issue. We whispered about needing to wipe down the couches and probably sweep, but over all we wouldn’t need to do much. As we stood in the dark, we quietly discussed what we needed to do at the bar after we closed. Other than wiping everything down and restocking the alcohol and other ingredients, we agreed that we were set. As we turned to leave the room, which was empty except for us and in the far back of the “Fun House,” we noticed two burly figures standing in the doorway and blocking our paths.
I heard Anthony gasp and then let out a moan as we looked at the two men in front of us. I was about to say something when they suddenly walked towards us. One grabbed me by the arms and pushed me down on the rubber-sheeted bed on my back. He then pulled my arms over my head and held them there with one hand as he began trailing his hands up and down my naked body. I cursed in my head as I felt my cock hardening again. What the hell was wrong with me? I heard Anthony gasp and moan in the darkness and guessed he was getting the same treatment. The guy holding me felt my hard cock and chucked as he announced, “This little fuckboy’s cock is hard as a rock.”
The other guy answered, “Yeah, this one is too. I guess we chose our fuckboys right. These two will make a perfect end to our nights.”
The one holding me down suddenly whispered huskily into my ear, “We’ve been watching you two all night. You have the cutest asses and smiles in this place. I’m going to lick your tight little asshole until you’re nice and wet with my spit, and then I’m going to fuck you, boy.”
Fuck! Triggered! These guys had me cold now. There was no way I would or could resist or argue now. I heard Anthony moaning from the darkness and guessed he was into this too. I heard more moans from the darkness followed by the guy with Anthony whispering, “That’s it, boy, suck that hard cock.”
I smiled to myself knowing how much Anthony loved sucking cock. That thought brought me up short. What about me? Did I enjoy sucking cock too? I had certainly done it with enthusiasm and determination when I had been instructed to. But what about when I was alone, would I suddenly get the desire to suck a hard cock or get fucked in my ass again? My inner questioning was cut off as I felt my guy suddenly flip me over into my stomach and then pull me up onto my hands and knees. I then gasped and moaned loudly as he plunged his tongue deep into my asshole.
The guy was moaning as he tongue fucked my ass. I sighed as I felt his tongue doing everything Andrew had done to me before he fucked me. Feeling my desire and lust building, I pressed my asshole back into his tongue as I moaned in pleasure. I heard Anthony’s guy saying things to him and Anthony’s responding muffled moans. Guessing that Anthony was still sucking his guy’s cock, I actually wished the lights were on so I could see everything that was going on.
The guy behind me suddenly removed his tongue from my ass and I heard a zipper, as the guy behind me moaned out, “You’ve already had a big load of cum pumped into your fuckhole, boy. I always love blasting a boy’s asshole after he’s already been bred. It makes the boy more compliant and his asshole is nice and lubed with cum.”
He then smacked my ass cheeks and asshole with his hard cock as he moaned out, “You want this hard cock in your ass, don’t you, boy?”
Always with the “boy” and the domination! I hope it doesn’t get around that all it takes for me to suck a cock or take it up the ass is for some gay guy to call me “boy” and dominate me. I can already imagine the trouble I could get into if that became public knowledge amongst the gay male community. Unfortunately, he already had me now. I readily responded, “Yes, sir.”
He moaned as he trailed his hard cock between my ass cheeks as he asked, “I bet you can’t wait to have your ass bred again, can you, boy?”
I moaned out, “No, sir.”
The man moaned again as he pressed his hard cock into my asshole. He went slow, but he didn’t stop once his cock head was inside. He kept pushing in until his hard cock was buried in my ass. He gripped my hips and rolled his hips, as he asked, “Do you want me to fuck your tight little ass, boy?”
I moaned out, “Yes, sir.”
He moaned again as he added, “If you want this hard cock to pound your greedy ass, then you have to beg for it, boy.”
I sighed as I heard Anthony’s soft moans and a continuous creaking of the bed. I guessed Anthony was already being fucked, as I pleaded, “Please fuck my ass, sir.”
The man behind me smacked my ass and then began to pound my ass deep and hard. I began moaning in pleasure immediately as his hard cock stretched my asshole wonderfully and began stroking my favorite place inside my ass. I moaned louder as I felt my pleasure building. I smiled knowing that this position made it so much easier for the hard cock to fuck me perfectly. I made it a point to remember that fact for later. Maybe I could have some more fun on my upcoming dates with Andrew and the mystery bidder. Not caring where my train of thought was taking me, I continued to moan in pleasure as the guy fucking me pulled my hips back to meet his guard thrusts.