I shrugged and said that I picked up a few things watching the others. I hadn’t realized it, but he had been slowly sliding closer to me as we talked. I didn’t notice until he placed a hand on my thigh as he asked if I had a boyfriend. I of course said that I didn’t. I went back to my customary technique of gender-swapping my ex. I told him about the breakup and my lunch in dodging the STDs. He laughed as he agreed I had gotten lucky. I was so relaxed that I didn’t notice until I moaned, but he had slowly begun cupping and rubbing my hard cock through my shorts.
He smiled as he asked, “So tell me, how long has it been since you’ve had this hard cock sucked or had sex?”
I answered honestly about it being with my ex months ago. He then asked, “When you were up on the bar and the guys were eating the banana splits, that was the first time you’d been rimmed, wasn’t it?”
I nodded sadly, as I remembered how amazing it had felt as my hard cock jumped in my shorts. He smiled and tightened his grip on my cock as he said, “That’s surprising. With an ass as cute as yours, you should have a line of horny men dying to tongue fuck that tight little asshole. Why haven’t you availed yourself of the opportunities here? I’m sure you could get whatever you needed.”
I moaned again as he continued to grip and rub my hard cock. I was able to stutter out that I was usually busy when I was at work and that this was one of the first times I was an active participant in the activities. He nodded as he leaned closer to my ear and moaned huskily, “You’re coming with me into the “Fun House” so I can show you what you’ve been missing. Do you understand me?”
I nodded slowly as he tightened his grip on my cock. He then slid off the other side of the booth and guided me to follow him. I felt my heart pounding as he led me into the “Fun House” door. It was almost pitch black inside except for the pin-pricks of light coming from tiny LEDs around the area. The light wasn’t enough to see who was who, but you could see outlines and shapes. I saw men on their knees sucking cock, men on their hands and knees getting fucked, and all other kinds of gay sex that I could imagine.
Andrew pushed me up against the wall and tightened his grip on my hard cock and balls causing me to moan. He took his opportunity and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I was so overwhelmed by the feeling of him gripping my cock and balls that I didn’t resist. I think I might have moaned back and even ground my crotch into his hand. He slipped his other hand behind me to grip my ass cheek as he pulled me tighter against him. Into the kiss, he growled, “Touch my cock, boy. I want you to feel what a real man has between his legs.”
I hesitated but complied, as I snaked my hand between our bodies and began cupping and rubbing his hard cock through his leather pants. I gasped as I felt how big and hard his cock was. He moaned out, “That’s right, boy. That’s a real piece of hard man meat. If you’re a good boy, I might just let you suck it. But right now, I want to have a taste of you.”
I gasped as he quickly spun me around and pressed me up against the wall. I felt him sink to his knees behind me and pull my waist until I was bent over with my hands planted against the wall. I couldn’t hold in my moan when I felt him grope my ass cheeks and spread them to reveal my asshole. He ran his tongue from my balls up across my asshole and moaned as he said, “I can still taste the ice cream and chocolate sauce, boy. Time for me to taste this asshole.”
He then plunged his tongue deep into my asshole and held me still as he began licking inside of me. I moaned and gasped as I felt his warm tongue doing amazing things to my insides. I wondered if this was normal for gay men to do to each other. I had seen other men do this to each other here, but I always wondered if they were just showing off or playing to the crowd of onlookers. Feeling his tongue plunging in and out of my ass, left me unable to remain quiet as I continued to moan in pleasure.
Then with a moan and a slap to both of my ass cheeks, he pulled his tongue out of my asshole. He turned me around again and pressed my back up against the wall before standing up and grinding his crotch against me. I could feel his hard cock in his shorts, pressing against me as he slid his hand down my stomach to grip my hard cock and balls again. He tightened his grip just enough to make me moan and squirm, as he moaned into my ear, “You’re cock is hard, isn’t it, boy?”
I nodded, as I moaned back, “Yes, sir.”
He tightened his grip and ground his cock against me again as he said, “That’s my good boy. A boy should always be courteous and respectful, especially when a man has a tight grip on his cock and balls. You want to get off, don’t you, boy.”
I nodded again, as I replied, “Yes, sir.”
He bit my earlobe as he moaned, “Do you want me to suck your cock, boy?”
I nodded again, as I repeated, “Yes, sir.”
He growled and tightened his grip on my cock and balls, making me gasp, as he growled out, “Then you should ask me, boy. You know what you want. You have to ask for it. Beg, boy! Plead for me to suck your hard cock!”
I moaned as I felt like I was literally under his spell. I couldn’t stop myself from pleading, “Please suck my cock, sir.”
Andrew moaned as whispered, “That’s my good boy.”
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He then sank to his knees, as he began trailing his hands all over my body. He gripped my ass cheeks as he moaned out, “You’ll have to take out your cock, boy. When you beg for release, you should always present yourself.”
I slipped my hands down to my shorts and unbuttoned and unzipped them, as I maneuvered my hard cock out of my shorts. He moaned as he trailed his hands along my cock and balls, before wrapping his lips around my hard cock. I moaned loudly as I felt him starting to suck. Anthony and Tim had been right, I had never had my cock sucked like this before. No girl had used this much expertise or enthusiasm when she sucked my dick. There was no way I would last even a minute. I already felt my balls drawing up.
Then he did something I did not expect. He gripped the base of my hard cock and squeezed. He continued to lick and suck my cock with the same amount of enthusiasm and skill, but he ceased any build-up of my orgasm. He kept squeezing until my orgasm subsided, and then he released his grip as he continued to lick and suck my cock. I was too shocked to complain. This had never happened before. Why did he stop me from cumming? Didn’t gay men like sucking cock and swallowing cum? Anthony sure did. Did Andrew just enjoy sucking a hard cock, but not swallowing cum? Oh, this was worse than not getting a blowjob.
Andrew continued to suck and lick my hard cock, stroke my cock, and massage and rub my balls better than any girl that I had been with, but every time I was about to cum he would squeeze the base of my cock until my orgasm went away. I felt like crying. I had even tried not to let on that I was about to cum and possibly sneak the orgasm past him. But he just knew. He must be able to feel my balls draw up and my cock stiffen or something.