Opposites Attract - Part 10 free porn video

On their one year anniversary Craig and Joe decided to attend their first leather event together in San Francisco. Each had attended a similar event so knew what to expect. Craig warned Joe of the dangers of a couple going - that there would be a lot of hot men and they'd both be tempted to stray outside their close relationship. Joe had not been with another guy since Lawrence and Craig, as always, had been completely faithful. Being reduced to sex once or twice a week, they decided that being with a group of tempting, hot men might spice up their relationship but needed to set parameters for what was allowable with other guys. The day before they left they discussed expectations.

"I'm not sure how I'll handle the sight of you fucking someone else Craig," said Joe as they took a break from packing.

"Ditto. I think we need to draw the line at anal. I don't want anyone else up in there babe."

"I definitely agree. Blow jobs permissible."

Craig thought about it for awhile. "Giving and receiving?"

"Why not?"

"Cool. Play alone or together?"

"I'm not sure. What do you think?" Joe was already feeling jealousy at the prospect of someone else having sex with Craig.

"I'm perfectly secure with you being alone with someone else, as long as I hear all the details, and I do mean everything," said Craig sternly.

"Same here. So no anal, blowjobs okay. Anything else?"

"No one is getting up in that ass, anything else goes, safe and sane."

"So if someone wants to eat my ass that's cool?" asked Joe, trying to cover all bases of sexual intimacy.

"Yeah, that's cool. Look Joe, we're going there to have fun. You do whatever you need to do, as long as it's safe. I love you, I know I have your heart, and I also you know you like dick, so go for it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah man. Can you handle me doing up some boys?"

"I got to admit I'm hesitant about it. That's just me, a bit jealous."

"Well before we get on this plane we got to make sure. I love you and want you to have a good time. If my being with someone else freaks you out, I've got to know now."

"It's cool, I’m ready," said Joe, eager to go but uncomfortable about the potential of the events before them. Seeing that they had to wake up at 5 am to catch their flight, they went to bed early, but not before Craig stroked a load into Joe’s ass. Sex always helped both get to sleep.

Getting on the plane Joe realized what a big man Craig was. His head almost hit the top of the aisle and his wide frame filled it easily. Luckily they were able to get two seats next to each other so that no one else would be smashed by Craig.

"This is why I don't like to travel, and I'm claustrophobic," said Craig, sweat beading on his bald head.

"Damn, you're definitely in the wrong place. This is a small plane. You going to be okay?"

"Yeh, I got pills that will help me relax, and I will mix it with alcohol," Craig said with a laugh. “This is going to be a long flight.”

They got settled in and within a half-hour after take-off Craig was sound asleep, his head resting on Joe’s shoulder, snoring. The fact that he didn't care what people thought about that scene was a good sign that Joe was over his insecurities. Craig was his man; he loved him and would do anything for him.

After arriving at the hotel in San Francisco, and before even getting on the elevator, someone recognized Craig.

"Craig!” someone shouted. A middle aged white guy came over to them and greeted Craig, who was very happy to see him.

"Steve! Man it's been awhile. How have you been doing?" They hugged and kissed each other.

"Doing okay man. Wow, haven't seen you in awhile. How’s everything going?" Steve asked.

"Steve, this is my man Joe." Leo put an arm around him as they exchanged handshakes.

"Nice to meet you Joe. You are one lucky man."

Before Joe was able to get a word in Steve turned to Craig and started conversing with him.

"So stud, what have you been up to?" Steve’s mannerisms were a bit effeminate, not the type Joe thought Craig would be attracted to.

"The usual, working, taking care of mama. Joe has been a huge help with her for which I am extremely grateful." Craig turned and kissed Joe, hugging him to show his appreciation.

"Well that's good. So you got a man? I would never have thought," said Steve.

"Can't stay a whore forever," Craig said laughing. Joe always wondered about Craig’s life as a gay man but never got too deep into it.

"Oh yes one can. Why the fuck you think I'm here?" It was as if Steve and Craig never left from where they dropped off. Joe was getting jealous because of the immediate closeness the two had for each other and the natural communication that existed. He didn’t mind Craig being with strangers but a past lover was concerning.

"You haven't changed one bit Steve."

"I know, so many men, so little time. Speaking of which, will I get some time with you?"

"We'll see about that, I've got something to take care of first." With that Craig grabbed Joe’s ass hard and kissed him. “This is one fine piece of ass.

"You lucky boy," said Steve to Joe, feeling his behind. "Whoa, you are right, not bad for a white boy. Can I watch?"

"I'll talk to you later slut," said Craig, winking, as he and Joe got on the elevator.

"Sounded like you and Steve have had some fun," Joe said, sounding sarcastic.

"Yeh, he's a hot guy, we hung out a lot a few years back," said Craig, not paying attention to Joe’s tone.

"Well he obviously wants to get with you." Joe awaited a response, trying to see how close he was with Steve.

"Yeh, well I got other things on my mind." Craig placed Joe’s hand on his dick which was rock hard.

"Damn baby, is that for me?"

While still in the elevator Craig reached inside Joe’s pants and fingered his hole. "All for you, baby," said Craig as he continued to play with Joe’s ass and kissed him deeply.

When the elevator door opened, Craig's hand was exploring Joe’s ass and still kissing him. Two bearish men came in and nonchalantly waited for the doors to close.

"Woof! Can we watch?" said the one with a full beard and stocky solid build.

"Maybe later guys, but you definitely will hear us," said Craig.

"Oh that's no fun," said one of the guys as the elevator stop to let them out. "Enjoy guys, see ya!”

Too busy for fraternizing, Craig and Joe walked in the room where Craig immediately took a hold of him and started kissing. "Go shower and get ready," said Craig, breathing heavily. He was really horned up. Joe took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom and got himself ready for the plowing he was about to get. Joe knew after this he would be losing Craig to other guys, increasing his desire. He walked out of the shower, naked, fully hard in anticipation and laid on the bed, belly down, ass up. They were in a suite so Craig came in not expecting him to be in position.

"God damn baby, that's beautiful." Craig came over to Joe and gently caressed his mounds of firm flesh. Joe could hear him removing his belt and pants, then behind him, the warm, stiff flesh rubbing his crack.

"You want Daddy's dick baby?"

"Yeh I do."

"Well you're gonna get it, long and hard." Craig lifted Joe’s ass up into position and began licking it with his expert tongue for a good while before he began to cover it with the lube. Joe felt the head of his dick penetrate the rim of his ass, then slowly past the first ring. It hurt like hell and Craig slowed down but did not stop. Joe continued to moan loudly as Craig slid the entire length into him. Joe felt his rough pubes of his groin press into him, his balls nestled between his legs, warm and soft.

"Oh baby, you feel so good," Craig whispered in his man’s ear. Joe was still breathing heavily from the penetration and the massive body that lay on top of him. For the next ten to fifteen minutes Craig used a slow, steady stroke until he felt the oncoming orgasm when he pounded mercilessly until he shot his load deep inside of Joe. They lay in their usual positions for a few minutes until Craig pulled his dick out, allowing his cum to ooze out of Joe’s ass down his leg. 

Craig slapped his ass, moist from sweat and cum, making a very loud smacking sound.

"Damn that was good baby."

Craig stood before Joe, hands on his hips, his half hard dick shining in the little light that entered the window from the almost closed curtains.

"Hell yeah. You shot a huge load,” said Joe, always satisfied when taking the seed of his man. Joe got in position to suck Craig’s warm, wet dick, tasting ass and cum, looking up at him in admiration.

Craig stroked Joe’s hair. He loved that fact that Joe was an insatiable bottom who was able to meet his strong sexual desires. "That was good baby, as usual," said Craig as he pulled his now completely soft dick out of Joe’s mouth headed to the bathroom. Joe followed him, holding onto his wide shoulders, proud to have such a strong man. Craig let out a steady stream of piss that escaped his long foreskin. Joe had not shared his urine fetish with Craig, as he still was not fully comfortable with letting Craig know his piggish tendencies. They showered together and dried each other off as had become customary. On the way out Craig gave him another kiss, grabbing his ass and sticking a finger in his sore hole. "So when are we going to have that baby?" Craig laughed and Joe laughed with him.

“If I were a woman I'd definitely have a lot of your babies by now,” said Joe as he followed Craig to the bed. The thought of being Craig’s wife was actually quite appealing to Joe, but he would save that for another day as well.

They both fell asleep in the comfort of their bed until late that night, around 10 p.m. They both dressed in their leather attire. Craig wore studded, leather bands around his massive biceps, a leather vest around his shirtless torso, and leather pants that showed off his huge bulge and black boots. Joe wore a leather collar around his neck, leather harness and black, leather jockstrap when they headed downstairs to a gathering of other attendees at the hotel.

Joe was anxious to see how many guys were there. In the lobby he saw a lot of Black and Hispanic men that were built like fireplugs and was wondering if he would have the opportunity to see them in action, or even get with them. By the amount of looks and “Woofs” Craig was getting, it was a foregone conclusion that Craig was going to have many opportunities. Joe caught the eye of several men as well, one in particular that was cruising him hard. He was a tall, stocky Black man, middle aged, with an imposing outfit of studded leather harness, heavy chains, jock strap, chaps, and carrying a riding crop. He had a white man, wearing a dog mask and yellow jockstrap, and was leashed. Once they locked eyes, he gave the white man a hard whack with his crop, then winked at Joe and walked away.

When they got to the club there was a long line to get in which gave Craig and Joe the chance to get to know people. There was a good variety of men there, young, middle aged, old, white, Black, Hispanic, couples and singles. Craig's outgoing personality got him immediately connected to quite a few guys while Joe pretty much remained in the background. After almost thirty minutes they got in, and began a night of debauchery.

"Well have fun my love," Craig said as he got up and bent over to kiss Joe. Craig looked truly magnificent in his leather outfit. His bare, hairy chest with firm man tits, large nipples and prominent bulge were truly going to be an attraction.

"I'll try. I know you will with all these guys after you."

"Now I want to be sure you're okay with this," said Craig seriously. “One last chance we have to change terms.”

"Yeh, I'm a bit nervous but I'll be okay."

"What are you nervous about?"

"There’s a lot of horny guys in one place who are going to want you. I'm not sure what is going to happen."

"Just have fun and stop thinking." Craig got out his flask and handed it to Joe. "Drink up."

Joe took a couple of shots and Craig finished it off.

"Well I'm going to head in to check things out. Another flask will be in my locker if you need it." Craig headed out of the locker room while Joe got himself together and had a pep talk to himself. He promised to have a good time and not get upset or jealous when Craig was having sex with someone else. That would be much easier to do if he found someone hot to play with, which happened immediately as a large Black guy came in to the locker room. He was about 6', 280 pounds, nicely shaped, with a cute round face and beautiful full lips. Joe couldn't help but stare as he took off his shirt, revealing a solid chest, not buffed but not flabby.

"How you doing man?" he asked as he took off his pants. He was masculine to top it off.

"I'm good thanks, yourself?" responded Joe, trying not to gawk.

"Oh not too bad. Just getting here checking out the action," responded the man, now down to his underwear.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Joe." They shook hands as Joe could not help but stare at the modest bulge in his underwear.

"Jay here. So you here alone Joe?" asked Jay as he slid off his underwear revealing a medium sized but thick, cut penis.

"No, with my partner. He's already in there."

"Oh, cool, so you guys are open?"

"Not lately but will be this weekend."

Jay laughed. "Well have fun, later."

Joe watched Jay walk out as he fastened a towel tightly around his large waist and shapely ass. Joe had met his first desirable man, and it didn’t take long. When he walked into the club there was a large room with rows of glory holes that had men kneeling down sucking dick. He watched for awhile and was amazed at the sight of so many dicks being slurped on. Most were white guys but there were a few black dicks and one looked very familiar that had a white guy bobbing on it. He figured it was Craig but didn't want him to think he was spying on him so he walked past the upper row where the guys were standing and sure enough, it was Craig who had his dick through the glory hole. Joe stopped and checked out his reaction to getting head from a stranger and he was obviously enjoying it. Just then Joe felt someone behind him rubbing on his behind.

"Nice ass," said the voice behind him. Joe turned around to see it was Jay.

"Thanks," Joe said nervously. The sight of Craig getting head while having a handsome bear behind him playing with his ass was making Joe excessively horny. His first thought was to get Craig’s permission to get with Jay but he remembered the conversation they had. Besides, he was quite busy enjoying himself. Jay was now grinding himself onto Joe’s ass so he figured they'd better go someplace else.

"Is there somewhere we can go?" Joe asked.

"Yeh, lots of places." Jay took him by the hand and led him the past private booths to a dark room. He immediately pulled Joe close to him and kissed him passionately. Joe thought to himself, `Was kissing allowed?' and wasn't really getting into it because of his preoccupation with the codes that he and Craig decided upon. At this point he couldn't remember what they said, other than no anal.

"You not into kissing?" Jay quietly asked as he pulled back.

"Yeh I am man, just a little nervous."

Jay laughed softly. "That actually turns me on."

Joe laughed with him. Jay was a really hot guy and he did kiss very well.

"Well I got something that will loosen you up. Jay reached down and pulled out a bottle of poppers out of his sock and held it up to Joe’s nose. He inhaled it deeply and within seconds was feeling an increased need to get off. Jay put his hand on Joe’s head and pushed me down to his dick, now half hard. He took his entire dick in his mouth, sucking on it, moving his lips across it, feeling it grow in his mouth. Jay put his hands on Joe’s head to stop him.

"Slow down," he whispered as he took a hit of the poppers, then holding it under Joe’s nose so he could take another hit. Joe was so high on poppers that at that point he sucked Jay's dick fervently. After a few minutes he stood Joe up and they kissed, tongues exploring each other's mouths, their bare chests and bellies pressed together, their dicks grinding, wet from saliva. Jay knelt down and began to suck Joe’s dick and within minutes he started to come, squirted several shots into Jay's mouth as he took it all with enthusiasm, keeping his mouth around his dick and sucking to get it all out. Joe did not recall having an orgasm like that in quite awhile..

"That was nice," he said as he got ready to head out.

"Hell yes. Thank you."

"See you around," said Jay as he started to leave the dark room.

"You don't want to come?"Joe asked.

"No it's cool, going to be a long night." With that, Jay kissed him, the taste of cum still in his mouth, and walked out of the dark room.

Normally after an orgasm, Joe was ready to relax and do nothing but he was anxious to see what Craig was up to. He walked around for about 10 minutes, having covered the entire place, including a room where a Hispanic bear was pissing on a piggish white guy while another was coming on his face. He looked through the glory holes in the dozens of private booths trying to see where he was. In the process Joe was getting horny watching all the sucking and fucking that was going on.

In one of the booths was Jay, getting another blow job, in another was a built leather guy fucking a bear bottom. In one booth there was an unfamiliar bearish black guy face fucking someone without mercy. Joe added him to the list of men he would try to have sex with.

He finally reached a booth where there was a muscular white ass being gripped by large black hands. ‘This had to be Craig,’ Joe thought. He watched as his large, black finger played with his ass while the other hand slapped the bare cheek loud enough to be heard outside the booth. The glory hole was large enough so that Joe could look up and see the faces of the two men -- one was that of Craig. They started kissing and for several minutes groped each other until Craig pushed the man's head where he began to suck him. Watching a stranger suck his man was a big turn on, but at the same time a weird kind of bitter feeling that Craig would want another man doing what he could do. But Joe showed self -control and watched as Craig received head from a very talented mouth. The guy had an incredible body, very muscular and powerful and was really into sucking Craig's dick.

After a few minutes he stood up. "Damn you got a big dick," he said. "And I bet you know what do with it. Fuck you're a hot guy." He ran his hands over Craig's chest and sucked in his nipples while Craig returned to fingering his ass.

"You want to fuck me?" the white guy asked.

"Yeh I do man. Turn around, "said Craig as he turned the man around.

Joe watched as the white guy turned around and presented his ass to Craig. Bent over, He saw me watching through the hole and stuck his finger through to get Joe to pull his dick out but at the moment he was interested is seeing what was going to happen next. Joe was getting angry at the thought of Craig doing something they agreed not to. Watched as Craig slapped his dick on the guy's ass, and then apparently entering him. At that point, Joe lost all logical thought and stormed out of the booth and opened the door to theirs.

Craig was startled but calm. "Hey baby." At that point Joe was under the impression that he was fucking the guy.

"What the fuck is going on Craig?"

The white guy got up and left out of the booth, shaking his head. "You're an asshole," he said on his way out.

"What do you mean?" asked Craig, earnestly not knowing what was going on.

"I saw you fucking that dude, man."

"I wasn't fucking him, just rubbing my dick on his ass."

"I heard you say you wanted to fuck him."

"Number one, I did want to fuck him but wasn't going to. Number two, why are you spying on me?"

"I just happened to look through the booth and there you were, humping some guy. What the fuck was I supposed to think?"

Craig adjusted his jock, took Joe by the arm and headed out. "Let's go."

Joe snatched his arm from his grip, still angry and out of control. "Fuck you," said Joe, still unable to control his emotions.

"What the hell? I'm going in the locker room. Come see me when you got your shit together," said Craig as he turned his back to him.

Joe watched as Craig calmly walked away. He walked around for a few minutes and realized how wrong he was and what a fool he made of himself. Jealousy got the best of Joe and he was trying to figure out a way to let Craig know he meant no harm. When he got to the locker room, Craig was emptying out his locker.

"Where are you going?" Joe asked.

"Back to the hotel," he said, dryly.

"You're finished?"

"Looks like it." Craig continued to avoid looking at Joe. He was obviously disgusted.

"I'm sorry Craig, I fucked up."

"No kidding."

"It's been awhile since we did this, I thought I was ready."

Craig turned around and faced Joe. "This is not the first time you doubted me. I getting a little tired of being accused of not being honest with you when I always have been."

"I know," said Joe as he hung his head down in shame. At this point he finally realized how his insecurities were no match for Craig's respectful honesty. He had to get his shit together. Craig was right. He sat down next to Joe.

"Look Joe, I don't know what else I can do to convince you that I will always be honest with you, and that I'm never going to leave you for anyone else. But you've got to prove to me that you understand that. Without trust, we got nothing."

"Okay."

"Okay what? That you're going to start believing me? Action speaks louder than words."

Joe looked at Craig and demonstrated obvious shame. "You're right, again."

Craig shook his head. "Go and have yourself a good time."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go back to the hotel room, I don't know man. I'm not feeling so well."

Joe started getting dressed but Craig stopped him. "You can stay Joe, you do what you want to do. There are a lot of hot guys in here for you. Have fun."

"Don't know that I'll have fun without you."

"Try. I'll talk to you later, I don't want to see you back at the hotel room for awhile."

Joe wasn't sure how to take that. "What do you mean?"

"Stay your ass here and enjoy. Tell me all about it when you get back."

Joe was glad Craig was lightening up. He felt like he ruined his day but was given the go ahead to enjoy his.

"Sorry I fucked up your day."

"You didn't fuck it up. I'm going to enjoy myself because that's what we came to do. Right now I need some time alone."

"I love you Craig,” said Joe.

"Love you too." Craig kissed him softly on the way out, leaving him in the locker room with a load of hot men. With all these hot guys in here Joe would definitely enjoy himself. He was convinced Craig had his best interests. He had to show he trusted him and leave him alone for the day. Joe had a feeling that Craig was going to find someone else that day. He didn't blame him.

Joe took Craig's genuine words to enjoy himself to be comforting. He knew he meant it and Joe vowed to no longer doubt him. He assumed Craig was going to get with someone back at the hotel, but felt good about knowing he loved him and treated this whole weekend as an opportunity to enjoy sex on different levels.

Joe ventured back out into the club, hoping he would not run across the white guy that was serving up his ass to Craig and, if he did, would certainly apologize. But he didn't have to. He was in the dark room getting fucked by Jay while sucking another Black guy. Joe stood and watched him service two black dicks, never missing a beat despite getting rammed hard by Jay while being face fucked by another guy. Joe stood and watched the action, dark enough to not be noticed but light enough to make out the guys’ ethnicity, body type, etc. There was a lot of action going on but Joe noticed one guy standing alone across the room that looked good – dark skinned, chunky, young guy in his early 20's, wearing only a leather jock and Timberlands. He went over and stood next to him in order to get a better look and see if he was interested. They stood silently for a few minutes, watching the action when they finally caught each other's eye.

"How you doing?" he asked. He appeared somewhat thuggish by his voice and body language, addition to the several tattoos he had over his upper body.

"Good here thanks, you?

"Doing alright." He had a toothpick in his mouth and continued to work it as he gazed at the action of someone giving head just a few feet from them. He reached over and felt Joe’s nipple, pulling on it, causing him to moan softly in pleasure, and by the fact that he was interested in him. Joe reached and did the same, playing with his soft nipples on his chest that was big and firm but not muscular. He took Joe’s hand and placed it on his jock covered dick which was rock hard but not real big, about 5-6 but fairly thick. Joe played with it, trying to get a read on what the big man wanted before he gave the orders.

"Suck it," he said, not moving. Joe got on his knees, lowered his jock strap and took him inside his mouth. He had just showered so his dick smelled of soap. He sucked him slowly and stopped to lick his tightly packed balls but he guided his head back onto his dick. He pulled out and took Joe’s chin in his hands, looking him straight in the eyes with his.

"You don't want this dick?"

"Yeh I do."

"Then act like it, bitch."

That was Joe’s clue to suck him harder and faster which he immediately began to do as the big man aggressively stuck his hard dick back in his mouth.

"There you go," he said, beginning to thrust into his mouth. Soon after he had Joe by the ears and was power fucking his mouth. He slammed his groin into his mouth, tight wiry pubes planted onto Joe’s eager mouth, balls pressed on his chin. With other guys now watching, and one sucking on his nipple, he exploded into Joe’s mouth, his moans almost animalistic, his head rolling as he shot spurt after spurt into Joe. He stayed in position until he gradually loosened the force on the back of Joe’s head, allowing Joe to catch his breath and swallow the remaining sperm in his mouth. He pushed Joe’s head off him, nearly causing him to fall over, and walked away without saying anything. Joe was surprised by his aggressive behavior but not upset. He recalled the times when he enjoyed being Craig's submissive fuck toy and this brought back good memories. Though not much on personality, the man had a certain presence that was exciting to Joe.

Wanting to see the guy in more light, Joe went to the locker room to see if he was there. The locker room was empty so he walked around, unable to find him but still savoring the taste of his cum. The glory hole room was filled with guys sucking dick. He went to the top area where the guys were standing and saw several hot bears getting their dicks sucked. One guy in particular was getting Joe’s attention – a chubby, bald black guy wearing leather chaps who was pressed against the wood partition getting head. He walked into the top row, looking at all the bare asses, some pale white, some brown, some black, some skinny some big, all different sizes and colors. He got behind the chubby guy and stood for a minute behind him, admiring his round hairy ass. Losing his inhibitions, Joe reached out and felt it and in return the guy reached back and felt Joe’s dick, which was now growing. They played with each other for a few minutes when he turned around and faced Joe, his dick semi-erect and about 7 inches long. He was a very handsome guy, probably late 40s, with a hairy chest that was slightly graying and a nice rounded belly that stuck out from his leather harness.

"Don't let me keep you from a good blow job," Joe said.

"It was okay,” he said and laughed, pointing to his dick, now softening.

"Well I'd like to see if I could do better."

"Be my guest. Go for it."

"Here?

"Yeh, go around and I'll put it through." He had a deep, friendly voice that encouraged Joe to respond quickly.

Joe went to the bottom row and saw his dick hanging out of the glory hole and immediately went to work on it, enjoying being one of the guys lined up sucking dick. Within minutes he was fully hard – an impressive 8-9 inches which was getting his mouth and jaw tired after at least ten minutes of sucking. "No wonder the other guy left," Joe thought to himself. He started to jack him to give his mouth a break but that got him to lose his erection and pull out. He walked around the partitions and Joe got up to meet him.

"That was some damn good head man. Why'd you stop?" he said, groping Joe’s hard dick.

"Sorry man, jaw was getting tired."

He laughed. "Oh yeah? And why would that be?" he joked.

"You know you got a big one man."

"It'll do. C’mon, follow me." He said as he headed away from the row of glory holes to a part of the club Joe had not been before. They went through a plastic curtain into a room designed for bondage with slings, cages, a wall area with leg and hand cuffs and other equipment. A large, bearish guy was there to screen guys who wanted to enter.

He stared oddly at Joe before waving them in. It was a very large room with various S & M apparatus scattered about. There was a white guy on all fours wearing a dog collar that was getting fucked by a muscular Hispanic guy while sucking the dick of another.

Most of the equipment was being used with various acts of punishment going on, from paddling to whips to guys getting fucked in slings.

"Choose your weapon my man," Joe’s new acquaintance said to him.

"Been awhile since I’ve anything like this before. This is amazing," Joe said, looking around him and not seeing many open areas except the cross.

"I've been watching you for awhile and I know you like the Black dick so that's why I brought you in here. We'll start you out easy. C'mon," he said as he led Joe to the cross. "Go ahead get on it."

Joe was very reluctant to join in the scene. "I don't know man – like I said, been awhile since I’ve done this."

"Won't know `til you try," he smiled an evil grin. “Either you get in that thing or you got to go. Now play nice." Despite his stern orders, the man maintained a friendly presence.

"What the hell," Joe thought. He felt this was a good time to be adventurous and was curious about this level of BDSM. He had some experience with a previous partner but nothing like this. "Let's try it out," he said, getting up against the cross and waited for further direction.

"Turn around," the man said.

Joe knew by having his ass exposed it meant he was going to get fucked. He thought he'd make it clear that he didn't want that. "I really can't get fucked man."

"Don't flatter yourself, you got a nice white booty but let's see what you can handle first." He talked while fastening the chains around his legs and wrists, then removing the jock. Joe stood completely naked, in chains, ass out, waiting to see what happened next. It was too late to go back – he just knew I was about to take dick and break the promise he made to Craig.

"Hang in there buddy, it'll be just a few minutes." He slapped Joe’s bare behind hard as he left.

"For what?" Joe said as he left out, but either he did not hear him or cared not to answer. Joe remained in place for the next few minutes wondering what he had gotten himself into. His arms were getting tired and hands were getting numb. He was wiggling around to get the blood flowing when the guy came back, this time with a large, muscular black man wearing a leather skirt and hood and holding what looked like a whip.

"This is Devin, you're going to provide him pleasure for a few. Be sure to properly thank him when he's through." He tightened the shackles and whispered to Joe, "Mastiff when you've had enough."

"Mastiff?" Fearing the situation and getting somewhat into a panic, Joe had no idea what he was talking about.

"Safe word. Use it when you can't take no more, but not too soon."

"Oh fuck," Joe said, fearing that he was going to get bloodied and marked.

He finished adjusting the straps. "I'll be right here."

Devin stepped up and stroked the whip across Joe’s buttocks, then ran his hand across it, grabbing each cheek then slapping them. He moved the whip to his upper back and hit it with enough force to be felt, but not painful. This went on for a few minutes, back and forth between Joe’s back and ass when he felt the sting of a hard hit on his upper back. Joe held on without letting on that the whipping was now painful, until he received a furious strike against his ass. Joe screamed out in pain, breathing hard trying to endure when Devin came up behind him, grabbing him by the hair.

"What's the matter boy, can't take it?"

"That hurt like hell." Joe was still writhing in pain.

"So you're a pussy boy?" Devin said as yanked Joe’s head back further. He could see the other guy standing and watching, arms folded across his chest. Joe was hoping he would convince Devin into easing up.

"No, I just never had that kind of pain before. Fuck!"

"Address me as sir, boy."

"Yes sir." The pain had begun to slightly subside when Devin looked the Black man who nodded his head in the affirmative.

Devin stepped back and gave another whack across his upper back, which hurt, but not as much as the one across my ass which was repeated and increasing in power. Joe couldn't take any more.

"Mastiff," he said loud enough for his buddy to hear. The whipping stopped, and he came over to release Joe.

"Couldn't hang huh?" he said as he undid the chains.

"Hell no, that shit hurt like hell."

He laughed. "Most guys don't last, don't worry about it. But...now you got to pay the price."

"Actually I'm ready to go," said Joe, unwilling to pursue is BDSM thoughts any further.

"Sorry man, there's something you got to do before you leave. If you had just hung in there for a few more minutes..."

"Look, I really didn't know what to expect. I tried man. I need to go.”

He shook his head no and before he undid the last chain he informed Joe of his punishment.

"You got some brothers who are going to piss on you, including myself. Since you couldn't take the flogging you need to do this to be respected."

"That doesn't seem too respectful – I don't know about this."

"Look man, you're going to run across these guys for the next few days. Do this and you will earn their respect and they will leave you alone. Back out and the word will get out – not good.”

"What the fuck had I gotten myself into?" Joe asked himself. His ass and back had stopped stinging but his ego was still hurt. He succumbed to his request.

"Alright, I'll do it," said Joe with a conciliatory tone.

"Good man." He finished releasing Joe of his restraints and led him out of the room, past the various guys engaged in bondage, and into the shower room where several guys were washing themselves of the day's activities. Behind Joe were two other Black guys that he did not recognize. To make thing worse, he was going to get pissed in front of guys. He hoped nobody he talked to earlier was present to see this humiliating act.

"Kneel down," the large black man instructed. One of the guys following them told Joe to put his hands behind his back and tied them when he did. The other guy pulled his dick out of his yellow (how appropriate) jock strap and released a steady stream of piss on Joe’s face. Joe’s guy, now naked, did the same. He felt the warm shower of two guys pissing on him. "Not bad" he thought except for the mild stinging of his back and ass until the guy behind him got in front. He was a really hot guy, medium build, all muscle and dark skinned, displaying a soft 8 inch dick, beautifully veined and extremely thick. As Joe was admiring the sight he told him to do what he feared.

"Open your mouth white boy," he said in a deeply masculine voice. Joe resisted, thinking there was no way he was going to let anyone piss in his mouth.

"Man, I don't think so," said Joe defiantly which really set the man off. This was one mean bastard.

"Motherfucker, you better open your goddamn mouth." The other guys had backed off when they finished pissing on him. Joe looked at his friend and he shook his head to let him know needed to do as told.

Not patient with Joe, the muscular guy took his powerful hands, and gripped Joe’s jaw placing his dick at his lips. Joe continued to not cooperate and received a slap across his head with his other hand. He felt the sting and a loud ringing in my ear.

He told Joe’s guy, "You better tell this motherfucker to open his mouth." His hand kept a powerful grip on Joe’s jaw.

"Open your mouth man. He's not playing."

At that point Joe just wanted it over. The other guys in the shower had left and it was just the 3 of them so he opened his mouth. Within seconds the muscular guy pissed in his mouth, but Joe did not swallow. He let it fill his mouth and the rest run out down his chin and throat, the strong taste and warmth made him gag. He finished by pissing on his face then unfastened his hands.

"Good boy," he said, grabbing Joe’s hair pulling his head back, then spitting on his face. "Next time, take your whipping." A few other guys that were entering the shower laughed softly and spoke something in Spanish while looking at Joe still kneeling, and now thoroughly humiliated.

Joe was again surprised by the unusual excitement he felt despite what had just happened. His buddy came over and helped him up.

"Can’t say I didn’t warn you man, let's get you cleaned up." He led him to the shower and turned it on, lathered Joe up. Despite the fact that he just pissed all over him, Joe really did like this guy. He was very warm and helpful.

"How's my back and ass looking?" Joe asked.

"Not bad, a little red. The whip he used won't leave marks believe it or not." The soap stung a bit but paled in comparison to the lashing he got. As he was washing Joe’s back he pressed up against him, his hard dick rubbing between his cheeks. He reached around and pinched Joe’s nipples while grinding from behind.

"Bend over," he said.

Joe thought about it for a moment. He badly wanted to give up some ass but the promise he made to Craig burned in his mind. “Uhmm, I can’t man.

“Hmmmmm, I like a man who plays hard to get,” he said as he continued to probe his penis onto Joe’s ass.

Joe had no excuses, no will to continue to resist. He gave in easily and did as told, wanting to get fucked but knowing he could stop it at anytime. He bent over and grabbed his ankles, still sore from the cuffs. He felt his butt cheeks spread wide, the warmth of the water and his tongue felt amazing. Joe started moaning. Just then, a hot dark-skinned Latino guy walked into the shower. He was about 6', 280#, brown skinned, beautiful rounded ass, nicely hung uncut dick and full of tattoos. He watched as Joe was about to get fucked, soaping up his uncut dick.

Joe was fully hard now with the feeling of this big man behind him rubbing his dick on his ass and the strong grip he had on him. Joe wanted to get fucked badly while still weighing the consequence. He definitely knew he had to have safe sex if he did. He noticed the Latino guy watching them, and his dick was growing.

"You like that big dicked Puerto Rican?"

"Yeh, he's hot man."

Joe’s man motioned for him to come over and join them, which he did.

Joe felt himself being pressed down from behind to get in position to suck him so he squatted down and took his dick in his mouth and stared sucking. He put his hands on his head, pushing his 10 inch dick in slow and steady. While Joe was sucking he felt my asshole being explored by a finger.

"Get on all fours," said the man. Joe got in position for his buddy but couldn't suck dick well with the slippery floor. The Latino guy stepped back and jacked his dick.

"You gonna fuck him bro?" he asked with a heavy accent.

"Yeh" but not here."

"Well let him take care of me first man. He was doing a good job."

Joe looked back at his friend to see what his next move should be.

"Go ahead man." Joe got back in position to give head and gave the Latino guy a good sucking when his friend joined in, putting his dick near my lips. He went back and forth sucking the two of them when the Latino guy busted a huge load on his face when Joe was sucking his friend. He shot good six or seven strong strings of cum before he finished. Joe’s buddy stopped and fed him the man’s cum, even putting some on his dick to suck off.

The Latino guy was very satisfied. "Damn that was some good head man. Stick around and I'll get that ass."

Right now Joe was concentrating on sucking dick. He used every trick he had learned to pleasure him, in the back of his mind hoping he would ejaculate before getting the chance to fuck him.

"Fuck, I'm coming" He slammed his dick down Joe’s throat. He could feel the pulsating action of his dick and the warm ejaculate filling him. Joe was gagging because of the amount of cum, which did not faze his friend. He kept his dick buried in his mouth until he was completely drained, then pulled out.

"Phew!" that was intense" he said. They both were breathing heavily. Joe was still on all fours catching his breath. On the way out his friend gave his face a playful slap. "I'm getting some of that ass later."

The three of them showered together in silence, one by one drying off and retreating to the various rooms that he club had to offer. Joe was tired, sore, but still horny. The night had just begun.