Be the main star of our rubber show tonight

Dan made a generous sip of his favorite whisky and continued to browse anonymous gay websites filled with horny advertisements. What do we have today?

It was a casual Friday thing for him. As an experienced actor, Dan had quite a different schedule compared to the office employees, and Friday was exactly his day-off. Not like he had much work any other day lately, but at least no additions or phone calls.

Why was he spending days like this? First of all, career wasn’t on the lucky side for him. People usually asked: “Common, a Broadway actor? That’s amazing! Where could I have seen you?” Well, in many and many shows. When the lights go off and somebody drags the decorations away – that was usually Dan. But at least that’s a fucking Broadway!

The second reason was less obvious for other people – Dan was the most closeted kinky gay you can think of. No, he doesn’t have a wife, but not so much of an action either. So those Fridays were like a breath of fresh air: wake up, shower, squeeze into rubber catsuit (ordered anonymously online!), spend entire day by bating and gooning on gay ads without ever replying to them. Then enjoy some ass play, some Pornhub, some whisky. But never more…

But today was different.

No, all the things were in place: rubber suite, whisky, and websites… But he didn’t want just to jerk off and get away with it, he wanted something real. To eliminate any possibility of dodging that chance, he bought and put on some cheap metal chastity. He decided to build the lust to the level that high, that it can beat the anxiety. And yeah, more whisky. Let’s look at these ads…

Boring, boring, boring… One ad attracted his attention. Was it even real or did he have way too many drinks already? But the ad was clearly saying:

“Be our main star in tonight’s rubber show!

Are you tired of sleazy bars crowded with people? Are you a big fan of rubber and gear? Have you always dreamed to have some action with plenty gorgeous men?

Today is your lucky day – fill in the questionnaire and win the chance to become the main star of our show at 10pm today in Manhattan!

Do it now – only 1 place remains!”

Dan laughed. Yeah, like he could ever do something crazy like this. But it doesn’t hurt to look through the questionnaire, does it? Safety of the house, warmth of whisky and struggling of the dick in a cage made him way more courageous. Well let’s see…

Name, age, height, weight, head size, chest size, boot size, so many questions. As an actor, Dan answered all those questions thousands of times, so it was quick and easy for him.

“Position?” 100% bottom.  

“Please attach at least 2 photos representing your actual body shape and face”. Done. Those photo sessions weren’t for nothing.

“Please attach at least 1 photo of your body in the rubber gear. For security measures, you don’t have to show your face”. That’s solved with one easy selfie.

“On a scale 1 to 10, how kinky are you? Where “1 – occasional fun and watching man in action” to “10 – objectified cumdump for use and abuse”.

Dan took another sip of whisky and laughed even harder. 10 out of 10, baby, why not!

“Before submitting the form, please make sure you read through our Terms and Conditions”. Yeah, 20 pages, that’s gonna happen. It’s not a contract anyway. Accept!

“Thank you for filling out the form! Please don’t close the page until the loading is complete!”

Timer was slowly progressing. It took like 10 minutes and then:

“CONGRATULATIONS! You’ve been accepted to be the star of our show tonight! Please arrive at the [location] and talk to a bartender about the reason of your visit no later than 8pm tonight!

We provide you with a cozy environment, required equipment, and welcome drink.

Please don’t forget to wear a gear you’ve attached while answering a questionnaire.”

This is ridiculous. No one accepts people in 10 minutes, especially without seeing them in person. Well, probably it’s just a cheap “NY style” show, where the host just interacts with the guests in the audience, so they decided to secure a fake guest to make it more fun. Dan can totally be that guest! That was 100% in his comfort zone.

It was around 7:30 when he left the house. It was easy to put on a nice shirt, a pair of jeans and regular sneakers to completely hide his rubber outfit. Just a normal guy, minding his casual business.

20 minutes later he was already walking into the bar mentioned in the invitation. Just a normal place, few tables, a small scene – it didn’t even look like a gay bar. I mean, the bartender in a pair of bleached jeans and mohawk looked like some skinhead from canonical hard gay porn, but all the visitors were completely casual. He walked straight to a barman as it was in the instruction.

Hi, my name is Dan. I guess… that I have an appointment?

Oh, hello Dan! I was waiting for you. You’ve literally jumped into the last car of the departing train of our show tonight! Glad you could make it.

Thanks. Honestly speaking, I’m a little bit nervous… Ok, I’m very nervous. Could you please share some details with me?

Sure, but no need to worry. Here, take your welcome drink and relax, I will finish some stuff and get back to you in a moment.

Bartender took a cocktail from behind the bar and passed it over to Dan. It looked like whisky cola but… Was it already pre-made? Well, Dan wasn’t a star with a raider and the drink seemed like a logical continuation of this evening anyway. He took a generous sip and sat down next to the bar.

Five minutes later Dan finished his drink. Mohawked man wasn’t in his eyesight, and he started to feel tired. His head became heavy, the tight grip of a rubber suit underneath his shirt was too soothing. How many drinks did he have today? It’s not time to be sleepy…

But it was about time. His body slowly sank onto the bar counter, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep. 2 people from the next table grabbed him by the arms and dragged him into the door at the end of a bar.

Wakey-wakey, Danny! We don’t want to be late for the show!

A hard slap of a gloved hand made him open his eyes wide and quick. What the hell is going on?

Dan looked around to see the room he was in. White walls, dirty floor and literally nothing else around. The room didn’t have a single window, just a spot of light from the ceiling pointed directly at Dan.

The only furniture in the room was a giant bench Dan was thoroughly attached to. His clothes were removed (except for the suit and a cage), dozens of belts were tying him down to the bench: his ankles, legs, waist, chest, arms, and wrists. His neck was collared, and his chin was put on a little stand to make him look directly at the door at the end of the room. Same-like stand under his belly was raising his ass above too.

“I’m a fucking doggy-styled Sphinx.” – thought Dan and laughed in his head. But the situation wasn’t funny at all.

Ahm, what the hell is happening? Please let me go, I didn’t agree to any of this!

Oh, honey, I have Terms and Agreements accepted by you that say different. And please shut up, I have to finish the preparations before our guests arrive.

The man speaking to him was the same bartender in a bleached pair of jeans he was talking earlier. He was circling around Dan and adding pieces of rubber gear to his catsuit. Two rubber gloves on his hands, two rubber socks on the feet. Only visible part of the body now was Dan’s head.

Dude, thank you very much for following instructions and wearing your rubber suit. You have no fucking idea, how hard is to put an unconscious body into one of those. You really did me a favor.

And we did you a favor too – while you were “out”, we screened you for all the STD’s – you’re healthy like a stud!

Now, since all the preparations have been made, listen to me carefully while you can, it’s time to put your hood on and start the action.

Please, I’m begging you, I’m not that guy, please let me go…

Shhhh, handsome, we both know you are exactly that type of guy. Just look at this, listen and we will make it an enjoyable experience for you.

He grabbed a thick rubber hood, turned it inside out and shook in front of Dan’s head.

This is an isolation hood. Yes, dude, you will be a star today, but unfortunately, a faceless star – it’s a whole anonymous show. Let me explain the structure of this special hood.

The first thing was a small rubber gag located in the mouth area.

This is an inflatable gag. It goes in your mouth and makes your perfectly silent. No worries, you can bite on it a little bit - if you can - that will help in the process.

Above the sack were 2 long tubes, going from the inside to the outside of the hood.

With your mouth occupied you still need to breathe, and that will be your only way tonight. 2-inch tube in each nostril inside – we don’t want them to fall off - and long tubes connected to your body outside. One will remain clear and give you a good oxygen flow, the second one will deliver a small inhalation of poppers. Don’t worry, it’s super light, you can breathe deeply and calmly, we’ve done this many times before. Those tubes will keep you awake, horny and ready for action.

Instead of 2 eye holes the hood had a small perforation.

You can see something with that, but not much. On top of that, we will put 2 nice red lenses for each eye, it works as a charm for kinky mood! Also, it gives you just the right enough portion of spoilers of what about to happen, but nothing more!

The last 2 things on the hood were small little rubber plugs on each side.

That fills your ears. You don’t have to hear anything, since you’ll be focusing on the other source of sensations!

Well, I guess that’s it. Let’s gear you up! Be a good boy and open your mouth for me.

A gag was inserted into Dan’s mouth and quickly inflated. His tongue was immediately pinned down, completely cutting off his last words of begging for release. 2 nostril tubes were inserted at the same time. Dan was panicking so hard that unconsciously took a deep breath, that filled him with poppers, clouding his mind and making his heart beating faster.

The last thing he heard, before all the sounds were cut off, was a zipper of his hood going down. The rubber prison was locked on his head, making him completely unrecognizable and helpless. Goggles with red lenses narrowed the remains of his sight to a small blurry spot right in front of him. The rest of the preparations made by the bartender happened exactly in this spot.

He dragged a small table right in front of Dan’s head. A giant bottle with the word “LUBE” was specifically shown to him, to ensure that he could read every letter. 2 bowls appeared next to the bottle: one was filled with a huge pack of condoms, the second remained empty. Bleached jeans disappear from Dan’s sight for a second, just to realize that his legs were spread wide by the mechanism on the bench and the zipper on his ass was fully opened.

A gloved hand showing a thumbs up appeared in front of Dan for a second, then bartender reached the door and opened it wide.

The show has begun.

It took several seconds before various looking men started to enter the room. It was completely impossible to see through the red colored lenses and perforated hood, but Dan managed to observe bunch of man in leather pants, a lot of bleached jeans and bunch of people wearing something between light latex and heavy rubber. But that wasn’t the point.

There were dozens of them. Dozens of heavily dressed men were gathering in the room, walking across immobilized guy in rubber like predators before the prey.

Dan saw the first man standing in front of him, right next to the table. Every minute, every second of what was happening next was like in slow motion.  

Man unzipped his leather pants revealing his cock (looking like 7 inches in length) and shook it in front of a rubber masked face. He put a condom on, squeezed a tiny portion of lube and walked out of side.

Dan couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, couldn’t feel his presence. Until his only available for senses organ – his asshole – felt rubbing against it. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Deep breath in of poppers, bumping heart and feeling of a big dick entering his body. And it wasn’t gentle at all.

It was a brutal penetration, whole length at a time, filling his ass like a sleeve. Just a rubber sleeve that he became tonight, not a human, not Dan, only an object to use in 1 designed way. Designed to witness his own degradation with no way back.

All the way down, then almost all the way back. Almost all the 7 inches sliding out of his ass – with only glans remaining inside – just to be immediately fully shoved back there. His eyes rolled up and all he could feel is every move inside his ass. He couldn’t tell how long this had been happening - seconds? minutes? - until the movement stopped deeply in his guts. The dick was pulled off, and a man in leather pants appeared back in front of Dan. He removed condom, which was full of cum and put it in the empty bowl. Next man in the rubber suit stepped in front just to do the same.

Open the zipper. Show enormously giant cock, fully covered with big veins. Condom, lube. A few seconds of blind waiting. And then lightning pierced Dan’s body and pushed against his prostate.

He couldn’t moan, but he could feel tears running down his face. Nobody could see those tears under the rubber hood, but Dan knew exactly – those were the tears of joy. He wanted that, he needed that, he loved that. He wanted every man, every cock, every inch, it was all finally only for him.

Veiny cock in his ass lasted forever. It was a slow action, where every shove was deeply felt, warmly welcomed by his silky colon. It wasn’t even finished, when a next dick appeared in the blurred red lenses sight, ready for action.

This one was different. It wasn’t very big, 5 inches probably, but it was thick as a log. With no time for a break, veiny cock was pulled out and Dan felt how his ass was stretching twice the size.

Slow marathon turned into a sprint. Like electric drill, fast and rough, he was fucked with no mercy. It took 2 or 3 poppers inhales to make it bearable, but after that he enjoyed that rough dick most of all. His own cock was bumping against the metal cage it was in, with no chance for release, so he transferred all his frustration in milking that dick with his ass, giving all the pleasure his body can provide. And that’s how it was going from now on.

Men were switching men, dicks of all the shapes and sizes were penetrating him and using him, without asking, without stopping, filling him in and then leaving him empty. First 2 times he was catching those seconds in between for a little relief, but now he hated every second without dick inside. And there was always a rubber man or a skinhead guy to save him from this emptiness.

How many used him tonight? He stopped counting after the first dozen. Thick, thin, long, small, black, white, curved and veiny… Two guys in bleached jeans appeared in front of him to lube their dicks at the same time. One went left, one went right, just to meet at the same spot. At the same time. One went in, and then the second one, feeling no resistance, joined him inside. Dan’s prostate exploded with bliss, his body was shaking in a sweet agony of tension and pleasure.

Once both skinheads finished, they removed their condoms and put them into already filled bowl, then left.

The room was empty.

Was it over?

No, it was just about time for the final act.

His mohawked “buddy” entered the room. Dan couldn’t see the face, but after all those jeans, he could recognize his pants out of hundreds.

Barman walked across the room and stopped by the table. He picked up the bottle of lube, just to show Dan that it was almost fully used. Bowl with condoms had barely 3 pieces inside. Then barman picked up the second bowl - that was originally empty - and put it in front of his rubber hooded face.

It was full of cum. Dozens and dozens of condoms were laying there, soaking in juice of many men. It was really magnificent and hypnotizing, but not as much as what happened next.

Barman pulled his cock out of his pants. Nice 8 inches of pure thickness with a giant ring piercing.

He didn’t take a condom. He didn’t care about the lube. He plunged his dick directly into the bowl.

Cum flooded his penis, completely covering it and hiding from the view for a second. He made couple of strokes, ensuring to collect as much on his dick as he could, before raising it up and pointing directly into red lenses. A few drops of cum felt on the floor before bartender disappeared from Dan’s side.

Dan knew what was going to happen.

He couldn’t see the man approaching.

He couldn’t feel 2 arms grabbing his thighs.

He couldn’t hear a loud slurping sound of dick entering his ass.

All he could feel was a cum of dozens of strangers rubbed in his gut repeatedly, filling it, soaking it, getting absorbed, becoming part of him. His vision became completely blurred and the last thing he felt before passing out was a new warm load, shooting somewhere deep inside…

Wakey-wakey, Danny!

Dan slowly opened his eyes. Was it finally over? Or was it just a break before another perverted act?

His clear vision and absence of tying belts answered the question. Yet he was still wearing a collar and a chain, which didn’t allow him to go far.

You were a good boy, Danny! We’re really proud of you. Don’t worry – the show is over – at least for today, so you can relax. We cleaned you up while you were unconscious and made sure to give a proper care for you ass. Every member of our community was screened for all the STD’s before he was allowed to spend time with you, so no worries about that either.

But now the end of this evening is finally up to you.

He raised two fists in front of Dan’s face. They were surprisingly big, like from a freaking giant, but he realized that there was something inside.

Listen, I’m not a Morpheus, and you’re not a fucking Neo, but I like to do it in this way.

He unfolded left palm and showed a small pink pill and an empty piece of paper.

 Look Dan, this is a magic pill. Take it and the adventure is over. You will have about 40 seconds to write your home address to be delivered by our guys. You will wake in the morning with a heavy head and sore ass, yet zero memories about past 24 hours. You’ll probably gonna to think that you had a nice adventure with lots of alco and well-hung lover. Then you will continue living your regular life.

He unfolded right palm and showed a big white pill and a piece of paper with an address on it.

Take this one, and you will have wonderful feelings of joy, happiness, and painkillers. You will probably walk around the streets for a bunch of hours, but once it wears off you will have all your memories in place and no hard feelings in the body. You will come to this address next Friday at the same time and will become a star again in our different show. What would you choose?

It took 2 seconds before the white pill disappeared in Dan’s mouth.

That’s a good boy. With us you will reach your true potential, Danny! Can’t wait to see you next time…