A few years ago I made my first visit to Club Orlando, a place to get a taste of what I wanted, but I gave myself two simple rules: first, I wouldn’t allow anyone f*** me b*******, and second, if I found myself so frustrated that I was on the threshold of making bad decisions, I would simply get myself off – or leave.

In the dark room of the maze there is a f*** bench of sorts. I stood near the end of the bench as I was somewhat selective, and certainly wasn’t offering my bare hole to the entire room. I saw three other men bent over on the table, and as the room was quickly filing up, I took several huge hits from my poppers, just to keep me on edge. I guess I was feeling optimistic as, before I entered the dark room I had lubed up my a**, and was holding two magnum condoms – just in case. I wasn’t getting much attention, but then again, I was standing still at end of the f*** bench. Just then two older white guys walked through the door way. Each man sported an enormous d***. The two men immediately selected a bottom from the f*** bench and slid in. Both of the tops and the two bottoms were very vocal.

Between the general scene and the poppers I was very excited, so when I felt a bare c*** between my cheeks I was more than willing to accommodate, but still I managed to maintain my self-imposed rule and handed the guy a condom. The top accepted the condom but made no move to put it on. Instead he pinched my t***, nibbled my neck and rhythmically pushed at my hole – insistently. I was enjoying being played with definitely wasn’t interested in getting fucked b*******, so I kept squirming my hole out of the path of his c*** head, only to find it returned within seconds, seeking entrance.

The intense f****** near us had me really turned on, and the man behind me used both hands to grab my hips and pin me against the f*** bench. I wasn’t ready for it, nor did I think he would all but r*** me in a crowded room, still I grunted in pain and surprise as his d***, which was longer and thicker than I had expected, opened up my a**. B*******. In all honesty I was so completely turned on I barely offered any resistance. The top fucked me for several seconds, using very long strokes. Although his technique was utterly amazing, reality still came crashing home – he was f****** me b*******, even as I gripped the second condom in my hand. I lurched off of him and pushed away at him a bit. As he left the darkroom into the main section of the maze I caught a glimpse of his silhouette: he was an older black man.

I was incredibly flustered, the f****** had felt amazing but condoms are a reasonable precaution. I wasn’t ready to leave and took a few more hits of poppers. The older men pulled out of the asses they were f****** and moved down the line, one to the bottom his friend had just fucked, and the other to me. Without question or preamble he started trying to work his big f****** c*** into my a****** bare. My hole was so ready it practically sucked at his c*** head and I felt an overwhelming desire for it to stretch me wide. I handed the condom back and pressed it against his leg, and he took an arm and bent me over the table. As I was pressed down I felt his c*** reach the perfect angle, and my hole stretched wide and open.

He fucked his entire c*** into me and when his hips hit my cheeks I sprayed c** all over the table. He fucked me with a vengeance, and it felt so good I didn’t bother offering any resistance. I felt him tense up and panicked as the unmistakable feel of a c*** pumping c** filled my insides. He pulled his dripping and cummy c*** out of me and another set of hands kept me from moving as his companion slipped into me.

This one was about as long but much thicker at the head. It felt impossibly amazing working into me, and I felt c** gush down my cheeks and legs as it spurted out around his monster d***. His pace quickened and I felt him add another load of c** to my insides. He pulled out and I heard an audible plop as a gob of c** hit the floor. I was gasping and panting, having spent the past few minutes being fucked like an animal. I saw a young black guy near me, stroking a nice sized c***, and locked in the moment I shuffled my a** towards him and impaled myself on it.

He made no effort to stop me and I worked my cummy hole all the way down his shaft. Between the previous big c**** and their loads it was effortless to work his whole c*** in and out. He came in less than a minute, and I noticed another man was stroking next to us, so I shifted and was then filled with by the c*** of a stranger. I tightened the grip on the condom in my hand as he shot his load into my a**. And thus began my days battling for the title of Best Boypussy In Orlando, something that tiny assholed Corvallus could only pray to Priapus he had.

Thanks for reading my story,

Jismhole Jim Marks