Opposites Attract

by wabuck

14 Nov 2016 1205 readers Score 8.4 (10 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


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 a day at an amusement park – fun for awhile but good to go back home.

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. He 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. 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 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 dick which was rock hard, about 5-6 inches but fairly thick. Joe played with it, trying to get a read on what the big man wanted. Soon he gave the orders.


"Suck it." He took off his towel and stood straight up, hands on hips. Joe immediately got on his knees 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 him, tight wiry pubes planted onto Joe’s eager mouth, balls pressed on his chin. With other guys now watching, and one on each 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 him 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 surprisingly pleasant 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 50s, 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."

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 10 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 yeh? And why would that be?" he joked.

"You know you got a big one man."

"It'll do. C’mon, follow me, I'm pretty sure I know what you want." 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.

"You need leather guy," he said to Joe.

The guy I was with (didn't know his name) took off his harness and placed it on Joe, leaving him with just his chaps and boots. Joe stood there wearing the harness and towel feeling a bit out of place. He snatched the towel off me leaving him with just the harness. “Better?” he asked.

Without emotion, the guy waved them through and Joe was able to scope out the entire scene. There was a white guy on all fours wearing a dog collar who 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."

"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," he said, getting up against the cross and waited for further direction.

"Turn around," the man said laughing. "You act like you're buying a new car."

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 harness that he wore to get in. 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 my 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 to make sure Joe could not get out "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 2 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 us told me 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. Joe 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 ringing in his 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 in 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, 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.

Joe’s buddy got up from eating his ass and they stood together, his large arm wrapped tightly around his neck and throat. Joe’s dick was fully hard now with the feeling of this big man behind me 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. Joe 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 his 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 his 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 6-7 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 groaned loudly and 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 pulling 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.

by wabuck

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