The giant man swayed his wine at the end of the table, sitting in the shadows all by himself. The club was very active, mind you, but this man that we follow has had enough encounters with almost everyone in the room to not care for their stupid blabbering. All he wanted now was to fuck someone senselessly. His dick couldn't stay caged in the cargo shorts of his. More so, he was getting angry as the music got louder. It wasn't even to his taste. He'd told his friend Jeremy that he didn't want to come to this rave party but he'd assured him that he'd get to taste young pussies here. Truth be told, he didn't even like pussies unless he was really drunk. His forte was breaking sealed arses. Devouring the virgins and living them gasping for air as he walked out on their leaking holes. He loved doing bareback. As the music changed, he was reminded of a young ladyboy he'd met at one of those underground drag race. He'd loved feeling her bitch-like structure and more so his submissive moans. At first, he had hated how womanly his screams were as he was pounding him against the sofa in the green room but then he'd started liking it more than he could admit. There was something about making your whore scream at the top of its lungs that moved something so primal in you, you couldn't stop yourself from fucking the even after two continuous releases.
The bitch had been limp for few minutes after the fuck and after having cum on his back one last time, he'd walked out on that wreck too. The thoughts only make him harder at present and he rubs his bulge with one hand before bringing it up. People would think him a creep. He gobbled down the drink and told the bartender to bring in some real gin.
"You don' wanna mess wi' me, lassen," he pointed to the Broker's London bottle. "Either that o' am drinkin' yo blood t'night."
"You'll have to pay for that one, mate," the bartender said as he cleaned a glass.
"Do I look broke t'ya, eh?" the man snarled, his fist curled tightly and the veins in his forearms popping up.
The bartender stopped and looked the man from head to toe. The man was a burly figure, likes of the lumberjacks you saw in the comics, his muscles barely breathing through the tight flannel and he was really hair. The bartender could've sworn the man had not even quid on him and was all but bluff but the man put his wallet on the table and gave him a dirty look. The man complied without any words after.
Once he was done for the night, not finding any arse to his liking he decided it'd be better if he just went home albeit his bladder had some different plans. He got up and walked to the washroom. Just outside the washroom, a woman of brunette hair was giving a sloppy blowjob to a young guy. The guy had a smug look on his face, as if letting him know how wanted he was. The man couldn't believe at the indecency and walked away ignoring the both into the washroom and, behold, if outside was indecency then the inside was the blasphemous circle of the hell. Men sucking on men, women being fucked against the sink, men taking it up the arse on the floor and whatnot. He treaded carefully and opened the door to a stall, only to find a woman being held in the air and being fucked in both the holes by two men. The next stall had a mini orgy going on with a man's face covered in cum. Finally, after praying he opened the last stall.
There was no nudity in there, but by far it was the most interesting stall to the man. There was a guy inside sitting on the toilet seat with both feet up like a monkey and smoking cigarette.
"People got weird kinks these days," he muttered. "Hey, you, lad." He had the guy's attention. "Can I piss in here?"
"Am sure there are other stalls, old man," the guy mumbled with the cigg in his mouth.
"You think?" The man advanced and grabbed his the guy's collar. "If there were, I wouldn't be at the last stall, yeah? So you get your arse out of here."
"Just piss on anyone man, they would absolutely love it," he said, getting the cigg out. When the man only glared at him, he sighed and raised his arms. "Look, man, I can't be seen. Friends in there and we had a brawl and shit. Whatever. Point being, just piss and be off."
The man loosens his grip on his collar. "And ye will see ma piss, ye bastard?"
"Why so shy, between two men, y'know? No need to be ashamed even if it's small." The boy gave a sheepish smile.
The man now noticed the snarky boy's body. He had an athletic body, muscular to fit and really attractive. Just then, he got an idea. "A'right. Step aside then."
The guy adjusted himself to the corner and the man unbuttoned his tight jeans. As he did so, the man never broke his eye contact with the guy. The guy was also playful and pretty high for he was also not averting his gaze even as he took a hit. When the man pulled out his cock and started pissing, even then the eye contact was not broken. "You a fag or something?" the man asked at last.
The boy's expression remained serious. "Problem if I am?"
"Lad, don't start shit you can't end. I askin' you outta curiosity."
"Oh yeah? Are you a fag?" The lad took another hit.
"Problem if ah am?"
"It's cool."
The both of them fell silent while still looking at each other. The voices from outside got a little quieter as the inside of the stall held onto a conversation of its own. "I prolly won't mind, if ya took a peek."
"You prolly won't even notice if I did." The guy blew the smoke on his face.
As if it was the cue, the man went near the guy with his big cock still out. "You, slut, knew the moment ah walked in ye were looking for some rod in ya. Must get itchy in there."
"You fucking pervert. I guess that's what kinda guys you come across on the street? Slutty and waiting for you to put your cock in them?" The guy inched closer and pressed his bosom to his.
"What kind of bitch are you then? A bloody virgin or something?" The man took the guy's face in his hand and started caressing the beautiful face.
"Wanna know for yourself?"
"Mad if I don'."
The man slip a hand down the guy's back and it automatically traversed the round arse of his. "Wanna know how it hurts?"
"No." The guy slid his hand to the man's junk too. "Wanna know how it pleasant you are."
"A bouncy nerd or something, are ye?"
"Keep talking and I'll be done with you already."
The man attacked the guy's lips instantly and started rubbing the round cheeks. The was little to no time wasted by the guy in stroking the man's cock. The man already started moaning. He had decided that if this bitch was really virgin then it was not going on two legs out of this stall.
The guy slid his other hand under the man's flannel and felt the bulky muscles underneath, then as he moved up, the hair chest. There was hand groping from both the sides, feeling each other's corners with for now. As the man got harder, he cock now stood between the guy's thigh. He started moving back and forth, making the guy moan already. He brought his hand to the front and started unbuttoning the guy's pants. He slid the barrier down and got on his knees. The guy looked down at him desperately, he took a last hit of the cigg and threw it away and help the man's head in his hands, tangling his fingers in his hair nodding to the man.
The man looked at the treasure before him, the monster under the grey cloth. He brought his face closer to the manhood and licked the bulge forming. Then he turned his face a little lower and pushed his face between his legs and licked at his scrotum over the cloth. The guy felt tingles due to the man's beard and his knees already buckling with the pleasure. The man now took the bulge in his mouth and wet the underwear. Then he put a hand on the guy's arse and digging his finger over the crack, tore the underwear away. The guy got a kick out of this and moaned a little louder. The man slapped his cheeks several times, making it go cherry red. Then he took the guy's cock in his hand and despite it being big, the man's hand covered it with only one hand and started stroking it painfully slow.
"Tell me you wanna come."
"I wanna come, yes!"
The man stroked it still slow and licked the tip like a popsicle, the some more and more while holding the shaft of his cock very tight so all the guy's pleasure concentrated on only the pleasure at the tip and without any warning the guy grabbed the man's head and tried to thrust cock in but the man's grip on it prevented. The man with an amusing expression squeezed the guy's arse roughly and sank in his nails in the skin.
"Please, take it, please." The guy begged the man to take his cock and let him come in his mouth but the man got up and grabbed his throat.
"Yer gonna be punished, bitch, fe what ye just did, yeah? Ye gonna be shagged without any pleasure of yer own, yeah? Before I was being good but ye had to pull that hit off."
He slapped him and started licking his warm cheek. Then turned him around and clearing his throat spat on the guy's arse though the shot was a miss but the man took the spit on the cheek and smeared it over his hole. It was way not prepared.
"It's not gonna get in that way," the boy struggled to tell him.
The man had other plans though as he took out a hip flask from his back pocket and opened it with his mouth. He took a chug and then while holding the flask with his mouth sat down on the toilet seat and laid the guy on his lap. He spat on one finger and started pushing it in the tight arsehole.
"Ye we'n't lyin, eh? Its gonna be epic fer the both of us," the man said putting aside the flask for now.
The guy's expression were painful, he was trying to breathe but the close space just made him feel suffocated and the man wasn't being really nice with finger in his arse either. He tried to remember all the ways the women he had fucked tried got used to his length, or the twinks whose cherry he'd popped but it was not even remotely helping. The man told him to relax but it was the words, he himself wasn't going slow on him.
Once the man was satisfied about the hole, he said, "That would do."
"You, have a huge junk, do some more, fucker."
The man only spanked the guy and told him to shut up. "Yer in no position to tell me how to do it yeah?"
He picked up the flask and after taking in another chug, he cleared his throat loudly and spat in the flask and with a thumb on the opening mixed it real well. The boy was unaware of what the man was doing.
"It's gonna sting a lil, yeah?"
Without a warning in the world the man pushed the flask's mouth in the guy's ass and lifted his hips a little so the liquid would go in. He then pushed the the bottle's mouth in and out without letting it slip, like it was a sex toy.
The guy felt the cold liquid inside and it make his cock twitch in excitement. He grabbed his cock and started rubbing it but the man snatched his hand away from it.
"Like I said, no pleasure for ye." Once the man was satisfied, he took the flask away and sat the guy on his lap. "Ye don't have a lot of weight for all that muscles, lad. When I say push, ye push, a'right?" He then sat him down on the seat and let him let out all the liquid. Once he was done the man, without waiting any more, took the guy against the door of the stall and aligned himself with the crack. It wasn't prepped yet still, but the man wanted to hurt him anyways. So he pushed against the hole and, behold, the hole pushed back for it wasn't letting such a junk inside.
The man leaned on the guy's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Ye only gonna make yerself hurt more this way."
"The guy started breathing again and then the slightest loosening and the man forced with all his might. The cock was in to the base in one go. The guy though was far from comfortable, he was screaming the punching the door, trying to push away the man.
"Fuck! Bloody hell! Off of me! Now! It hurts, you bastard!"
The man didn't know anymore happiness than fucking such a struggling boy. Though his cock still didn't move smoothly inside his ass, he still tried to move with only resulted in both of them rocking back and forth. It was a sensation even better than pounding. They hips moved back and forth against the door and the guy still punched the door with every movement.
After a few moments when the guy was hurting a little less, he struggled to pull the cock out but pull out he did to the tip without getting all out, and then dove with all his might. The guy screamed and then moaned loud. The stall made noise and a couple of laughs were heard from the outside.
"Bloody hell, mate, you're doing some hard pounding in there," a rough Welsh accent resounded. Following a, "The bitch must be in heaven, eh."
The man got an idea and before implementing it though, he wanted to enjoy this together for a little longer. He pulled out and pushed slowly and the guy let out a drawn out "Ohhhhhh, nghhhhh, ahhhhh" in such a sexy manner that the man couldn't stop himself from kissing the guy and spitting on his face. It was a once in a million moan you heard from a bitch like him.
Then, the man pulled the guy with him and sat on the toiled seat with keeping his hands around the guy's waist. In this position, he not only felt the soft cheeks of the guy against his thighs but also that his cock was the deepest in this position. He could feel the guy's second hole twitching from all the stimulation. The raised the guy a little and pushed him down on his cock. The moans were unstoppable from the guy. Who would've have known this bitch who presented himself as such a smartarse and confident bitch could bee such a dick hungry whore. When the man had bounced him enough on his lap in the reverse cowboy, he stopped for a little rest. But, the guy had a different plan, and placed his hands on the man's thighs and slowly, as to pull out the cock to the brink, got up. The man thought he was getting the cock out but to his surprise he sat down, devouring the cock with such a forced that the man couldn't help but let out a victorious moan.
"Ohhhhh! Fucker, bitch!" The man laughed against the guy's back and caressed his head in appreciation. "T'was one motherfucker of a hit boy, you are coming home with me for this one."
"Ha!" the man continued, "that's my whore!" He spanked his hips from the side again and again.
The guy again did the same movement and man enjoyed it with the same pleasure. The guy started moving with great calibration and every time he brought the cock out to the tip, he took it up with just as much force. The man couldn't believe the amount of satisfaction he was getting. He grabbed the guy's waist to support in the movement. Then hearing the man commenting from the outside over such a fierce fuck, he recalled his earlier plan. He told the guy to open the door then.
"Are you crazy?" The guy stopped and turned a little.
The man wasn't hearing this bitch at all. He grabbed the guy's curly hair and pulled his head back so that he could whisper in his ear. "You do that, or I'll leave yer boycunt hungry fer my cock."
The guy, with his hair still pulled back, his back making an arch, and a monstrous dick inside of him, extended his arm and opened the door of the stall. Outside, a man was leaning against the wall lightening a cigg and smiling while talking to a man in suit beside him while a young guy sucked him off. As the door opened, his eyes examined the scene. The man in suit beside stopped talking and his eyes went wide. The person he was talking to, another man in suit who was out of sight, ducked his head to look at the view. The man with cigg raised a hand and said, "Marcus, here, sir."
The two other man introduced themselves as Jake and Carl. The introduction given was out of pure shock. Even they didn't why they said their name. The man inside the stall now grabbed the guy's neck and told him to move. The guy started doing the same thing again. Cock out to the tip, some arse-wiggling and then a taking the cock in again.
Marcus, looking at the scene got hot all over again and grabbed the young guy at his feet and with his hair in his hand thrusted all of his girthy dick inside the young guy's mouth. Tears came rolling down his face but Marcus didn't care.
The guy in the stall was performing the action when the man stopped him and took a chug from his wine flask and said to both the man in suits, "Rate us, gentleman."
Jake only whistled and looked down at the growing cock of the guy. "Freaky. Only if I could be down there."
The man only motioned him towards the cock.
Carl, the other man in suit, said, "I didn't know you were a sucker, mate."
"Do you mind?"
"Naw man, go ahead."
The man came into the stall and sat down on his knees looking at the tear-stricken face of the muscular guy. The man behind him lifted his hips up and grabbing the arse of the guy in place started pounding the bitch. While Jake took a hold of the guy's fumbling cock and licked it from tip to base, taking the guy's balls in his mouth and licking them good.
Carl, standing outside, rubbed his cock. Getting all hot seeing his friend on his knees for a man. If he'd know he was a bitch, he would've fucked Jake all the time and made him his bitch. He looked at the artistic way his friend sucked off the guy.
The guy was experiencing heaven on earth being serviced from both the sides. The man thrusted deeper with every hit and slapped his arse from time to time. The guy's moans were a dreamy drawls of sorts at this point and he was so out of his mind. Jake at his feet couldn't believe he was having such a hot cock at his disposal.
The man then decided for another position and pushed his cock out of the guy and forced him to stand with his feet wide apart. The guy obliged and then felt a hand force him down to bend over the cock sucking guy. The man stood up too and then aimed for the hole and pushed himself all in. The scream that reverberated throughout the washroom was unimaginable. Marcus now pulled up the boy and pushed his over Carl who held him as Marcus got down and the boy's pants. He then started eating his arse. Carl, on the other hand, seeing the young man with so much pleasure on his face couldn't stop himself from kissing him and kiss he did quite passionately.
As the man in the stall thrusted inside the guy, the guy's cock was getting thrusted inside Jake. This effortless pleasure was intoxicating for the guy and his body got loose on Jake, who held him as the man behind him fucked senseless while letting out animal noises. With a last thrust that was pushed in very deeply and roughly, the man came released his massive load in the guy's arse, which caused the guy's legs to shake uncontrollably and his eyes roll back. The load was so much that it reeked out of his arse and rolled down his balls and onto Jake's chin who was himself enjoying another load released by the guy in his mouth.
