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As we were approaching the building that appeared to be the opera venue, I was blown away. It looked somewhere between a castle and a historical landmark. Not only was it absolutely enchanting and elegant, but it also appeared to be state-of-the-art. The entrance was quite big, consisting of stairs, and it was not too crowded, as cars were lined up and one at a time the opera-goers would descend from their vehicles and slowly begin going up the stairs.
So far I had only seen couples: men dressed in elegant tuxedos while women were in beautiful gowns. It was clear they had been through hours of hair and makeup. Definitely not something I had ever experienced; however, it was something right out of a movie, maybe even a spy movie where the detectives get all dressed up to extract some information from a rich suspect. I was actually beginning to feel rather excited, and Kai reached for my thigh and began rubbing it. Placing my hand on top of his, I told him how excited I was; however, being my first time, I would need for him to guide me through.
When our time came to get out of the car, there was only a couple making their way up ahead of us. The woman turned to us and smiled. She either didn’t notice or she didn’t care that we were naked with the exception of our bowties and formal footwear. An usher greeted Kai by his surname and welcomed the both of us, guiding us up the stairs. Once we entered the main building, there were maybe about 6-8 couples being ushered toward their respective entrances into the building. Some moderate murmuring began; however, with Kai holding my hand, I felt completely at ease.
After handing each of us a glass of champagne, the usher guided us to an elevator. Just as the doors were closing, a man’s arm snuck in and the doors opened. A couple tried making their way in when both of them reacted to our nudity.
“Oh my goodness, what is going on here? Why are these men naked?” the woman screamed.
“They are not naked; they are wearing formal shoes and black tie,” the usher politely said.
“You have got to be kidding me. Do you know how long it took me to find this dress, how much I paid for it, and how long I took to get ready for tonight? Meanwhile these men are standing here naked. This is supposed to be an elegant night out for us, and you decide to let just anyone in,” the woman continued in a condescending tone.
“I understand, madam. Everyone here is abiding by the dress code. You certainly look lovely, as does your husband. May I ask where you are going?” the usher continued in a disarming tone.
“We are trying to get to our seats,” the woman said.
“Let me have a look at your tickets so I can guide you,” the usher said very politely.
“Madam, your tickets are for the common gallery. This elevator is for the VIP private balconies. Please go through those doors, and an usher will guide you to your seats,” the usher said politely, although it did seem like he was without a doubt putting this woman in her place. At this time, her husband, who had remained quiet and whose body language had indicated he was very embarrassed through the entire ordeal, looked even more embarrassed as he guided his wife in the correct direction not before discreetly turning around and winking with a huge smile at the three of us.
As the elevator finally began moving, neither of us said anything, although I could not help but give Kai’s hand a couple of squeezes throughout the entire ordeal. When we finally made it to our floor, the usher guided us to our balcony, opened our door, and I was blown away. Our balcony was super fancy; the interior of the opera house was absolutely mesmerizing, and I could not believe we were right above an orchestra that consisted of a minimum of 80 musicians. Although the stage curtain was closed, I could tell we had the perfect seats, and I had butterflies in my stomach from the excitement.
Shortly after we settled down, a waiter brought us a bottle of champagne and poured us each a serving. Taking a moment to look at my surroundings, I could tell everyone who was in our same row or further down could see our naked torsos. There were about three more rows above us, and the ones who were on our side could see all of us, just as I was able to see the people in the balconies and gallery sitting below me.
Finally the curtain opened, and I was even more astonished by the production. At this time the orchestra began playing, and I could feel the powerful vibrations of the music throughout every inch of my body. I could tell now why this balcony was perfect, since the proximity to the live orchestra was a dream come true. Even though I was holding Kai’s hand every second and worried about being a good companion to him, I was completely entranced in the performance. It was as if I were hypnotized. Going to the opera had never been something I had particularly thought about, but now that I was here, it seemed like a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and I could not have enjoyed it more.
After what seemed like an hour, there was an intermission. Even though the crowd was moving toward what I assumed would be concession stands, Kai asked if I wanted anything, to which I told him I was perfect and told him how much I was enjoying the experience. I actually had some questions and asked Kai if he would mind answering them for me regarding what was taking place. He was so lovely to explain, and now the story made more sense since the singing was in italian.
“Would you like anything? I actually wouldn’t mind going to the bathroom,” I asked.
“Well, actually yes, I do. I do not know if you read this in my bio, that I am quite into water sports. Instead of going to the bathroom, why don’t you fill up my champagne flute with your piss, Derrick?” Kai said in a sensual tone.
I was not too innocent to not know what water sports were, and even though I had not really taken the time to read this on his RentMen profile, I immediately agreed. It was not my thing, and I was not really sure I would enjoy being on the receiving end; however, if Kai wanted to drink my piss, I felt comfortable with it. Since it was not listed in my profile, I was not required to drink nor be showered; however, he was allowed to ask for things I did not do, and I was allowed to accept or decline.
“Well, I actually really have to go, so I do not think that champagne flute will even come close to handling all the piss I have ready to go,” I said, doing my best to sound sexy.
“Fill the flute, then put your dick in my mouth, and I will happily drink up every single drop you have for me,” Kai said in a state of lust.
I felt comfortable with him, and I was weirdly turned on by this. I was not ready to try receiving it, but pleasing him was my obligation, and so I obliged. After filling the flute to the brim, I put my dick in Kai’s warm mouth and kept on going, doing my best to pace myself. It was probably over a minute of a moderate stream, and after, Kai took his time cleaning up my cockhead before thanking me and giving my cockhead one last kiss.
I sat back down, both of us pretty much at full mast, and Kai immediately began thanking me for the piss. He encouraged me to drink a bit more champagne during the second act in order to maybe reward him some more after the show. Even though I did want to and did drink a bit more than I would normally during an escorting service, I still managed to make sure I was mostly sober.
The second act brought me to tears, and it was breathtaking. Never in a million years had I dreamt I would not only come see a show like this that would have such an impact on me, and naked in front of surely over one thousand guests and over a hundred orchestra members and performers.
Getting back to the car was pretty uneventful. Sure, we were met with stares and even a few comments; however, by this point I could not care less, and Kai was a pro at handling these situations. I mean, the man had spent the last decade naked, half the time I had been alive. It was not long before we were back inside the car.
When the chauffeur asked Kai where we were going, Kai turned to look at me. “Would you like to spend some more time with me at my hotel chatting, or are you up for a romantic encounter?”
“I would like nothing more than to have a romantic encounter,” I said without thinking.
“I prefer having sex in public. Is that something you are up for?”
“I have never had sex in public, but certainly it is a fantasy of mine. From meeting you, the exquisite restaurant, the opera, and even this piss play, I could not imagine this evening getting any better, but sex in public? Let’s go,” I said.
After giving the driver instructions, Kai began going into detail about a bathhouse he frequented and how it was usually packed with about one hundred men at this time. He said it was your average bathhouse; however, there were some nights where they had shows, so there was a stage in the open area. He said there was no official show created by the bathhouse; however, a few exhibitionists would perform to the crowd on specific nights.
Having never been to a bathhouse before since there was not one in my town, I was certainly knowledgeable from what I had seen on porn movies; however, I had never really been to a real one. After asking some questions, Kai explained most men were in jockstraps, underwear or towels and how everybody just went with the flow. There were private rooms, lockers at the entrance since towels or underwear were the only garments allowed. He then went on to talk about the dynamic; however, on this occasion, he would like for us to go in naked after changing into flip-flops and removing our bow ties and then head towards the stage and do our thing. Kai expressed hope that the men would respond well to us and gather around.
My heart was beating pretty fast, but this seemed like a really good opportunity for exposure, and I also asked Kai if he would mind if our chauffeur recorded the encounter for my fans account, to which Kai immediately agreed.
Just like he described, the place was nice and filled to the brim with men, some having sex and some just talking. There were a few men in slings getting gangfucked with electronic load counters on top of each of them. The energy in the room was super sexual, and the smell of cum really took over me, not to mention that even though plenty of men were having sex, Kai and I were the only naked ones, having refused to rent towels from the front desk.
Kai guided me to the stage where all I saw was a chair looking towards the audience. I took a seat, put my feet on top of the arm rests exposing both my hard dick and hole to the crowd. My hole was doing a lot better but still a little open from the night before, and before I knew it a spotlight was pointed at me and the crowd began to gather around the stage.
“Do you want some dick Kai,” I said as I stroked my hard dick. “Or do you want some hole,” I said as I fingered myself a bit.
The energy in the room quickly shifted as most men were looking at us. Without missing a beat, Kai sat down on my dick, slowly began riding it. The men in the audience cheered, and soon enough I began meeting his thrust. I know it must have been at least an hour of me fucking Kai in every position, and the energy from every person in the room was intense. This entire experience from dinner to now had been so intense. Fucking in public had always been a fantasy, but getting to live it out was overwhelming. I tried my best not to cum in order to keep on fucking Kai. He was a nasty cock pig as he would constantly beg for more dick, and the people in the audience were so entranced by our fucking.
After losing all track of time, I flooded Kai’s hole with tons of cum, and I could hear the audience cheering. I could also hear some of them cumming themselves. What an experience tonight had been.
Once we had made it to Kai’s hotel room, I immediately laid down on my side, thinking I would spoon Kai; however, he crawled up, put my soft dick in his mouth, grabbed on to my butt cheeks for dear life and said he wanted to sleep with my soft dick in his mouth the entire night and was hoping I would wake him up when I needed to pee with a stream of morning piss right down his throat.
Feeling a bit objectified, I obliged, and before I knew it I went to sleep, never forgetting Kai’s warm lips were wrapped around my dick.
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