Used for the crowd on a bar patio

I went on my first vacation alone for my 25th birthday. I had been to Fort Lauderdale a few times and it just so happened that none of my friends could take time off for my birthday trip. Even though I would only be able to go for a long weekend I couldn’t pass up the chance to get away.

I got off work early Friday and headed straight to the airport. I arrived at the resort a little before 8pm so had just enough time for a quick shower before heading out to the bars for the evening. I took an Uber over to Wilton Manors and popped into a few bars for a quick drink before heading over to Ramrod to flirt with some leather daddies. Because I was in such a rush from the airport I had skipped dinner and the drinks were starting to catch up pretty quick. Upon arriving to the Ramrod I discovered it was underwear night. At first I was super excited …until I realized you had to strip down to your underwear in order to gain entry. Unfortunately, I had chosen to go commando for the evening. I explained my situation to the door guy. He told me they sold jock straps with the bar logo on them if I wanted to purchase one inside. I really didn’t want to go all the way back to the hotel so I agreed. He let me pay my cover and proceed inside to the clothes check booth just inside the door. There were a few guys stripping out of their clothes and handing them to a huge muscle dude working the clothes check booth. I explained to him my agreement with the door guy. He got a devilish smile on his face and said the jocks were for sale behind the bar, but I would need to strip first and check my clothes before I headed to the bar to buy my jock.

I can be a little shy and this was certainly pushing me beyond my comfort zone. I could feel my face turn red and a asked him for clarification if he meant I was to strip naked and walk through the bar to purchase my jock. He smiled and said that was exactly right…or my option would be to go home and get some underwear then come back. The guys standing around were loving my predicament. They were laughing and encouraging me to strip. I even had a few offers to help.

I guess the drinks from earlier and missing dinner had me just drunk enough to overcome my nerves. I agreed and took off my shirt to hand to the guy working clothes check. I pulled my wallet out of my shorts and then popped the button, slid down my zipper and took one last look around. I had my wallet in my left hand and with my right hand I lowered my shorts to my knees and stepped out of them one foot at a time. Bam! There I was in nothing but my flip-flops and a nervous smile.

The guy quickly took my shorts from me and then said he would be right back with my claim ticket/bracelet. He turned his back to me, dropped my things into a bag and wrote a number on the outside in black marker. He turned back around and told me to stick out my wrist so he could attach the bracelet.

The guys around me were loving the show and the clothes check guy was taking his sweet time attaching my bracelet. He was asking where I was visiting from and making idol conversation like I wasn’t standing in the doorway naked. Something about the whole scene was a little thrilling and it was only a few moments before I realized I was starting to get a hardon.

After he got my bracelet on he grabbed me by the hand and said he would take me to the bar to help me get my jock. With my hand in a tight grip he took a step toward the front door and leaned out to tell the door guy to hold the line while he took a short break.

Then he took off into the crowded bar with me in tow. The crowd was thick and there were plenty of groping hands, wandering eyes and big smiles as I was led through the bar by the beast of a man. He stopped every few steps to say hello and introduce me to his friends. My face was bright red at this point and my dick, ass and nipples had been groped enough the I was sporting a full-on boner…which only added to my embarrassment. As we made our way to the bar I was a bit surprised when we went right past the last bartender and out a door onto the patio. It was a bit quieter than the bar and much brighter lit! It felt like all eyes turned toward me when we came out the door. The muscle dude leading me by the hand was pulling me through the crowd until we got right up to the bar. He turned around and asked me what I wanted to drink. I told him I just wanted to buy a jock and I would get a drink afterwards. He just laughed and said “Oh, ok! Well they sell those inside! Have a drink with me first and then we can go in and grab you a jock.” He reached down and grabbed my now rock hard cock and started to slow stroke it as he said..” It looks like you are really enjoying this, you can’t be in that big of a hurry..”

Everything had happened so quickly. Here I was standing on the back patio naked with a boner while this total stranger slow jerked me for the dudes standing around watching. The booze and being really horny made it really hard to focus. Without letting go of my dick, he turned back to the bar and ordered two shots. He handed me one of the shots and clinked his galls with my then downed his shot. He put it on the bar and then started playing with one of my nipples while he stroked my cock. A couple of the guys standing around got in on the fun and they were all talking about how sexy I was as they jerked my dick and played with my nipples, chest and ass.

I had NEVER been in a situation like this and was just drunk enough to really just let myself go and enjoy the attention. They were getting me worked up to the edge where I thought I was going to cum. I couldn’t help but moan as I got more into the attention. The more I moaned the more it seemed like more hands got involved. When my breathing was starting to get faster and deeper the muscle dude leaned into my ear and asked if I was gonna cum for him. I just shook my head yes and he told me to tell him when I was getting close. All the guys around me were rubbing, tugging and talking dirty to turn me on more. I told them I was getting close and the muscle dude told me “ ride the edge but don’t cum until I give you permission…”

That bossy control just turned me on even more. I was basically a sweaty panting mess. I was getting really close to the point of no return and I told them I was about to cum. That is when he reached into the cocktail of the guy next to us and pulled out an ice cube. He swiped it across my nipples and then dropped it into his hand he was using to jerk me off. He proceeded to slide the ice up and down my dick. The shock stopped my quickly approaching orgasm. He grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me to face the bar. He took my wallet out of my hand and asked the bartender to hold onto it for safe keeping. He lifted my hands up and placed them on the brass rail running around the top of the bar. I was still super horny and so I just went with the flow. He was standing behind me and I felt him kneel and grab my ass cheeks a moment before he spread them and started eating my ass. The feeling was overwhelming, and I had to hold onto the brass rail to keep standing. The guys on either side of us backed up a little to get a better look……before I knew it there was a half circle of guys standing around watching the show of this complete stranger rimming me in the bar for a crowd. One of the guys on my right slid a barstool up next to me and then lifted my right knee up and placed it on the stool. This caused me to spread my legs open wider to give my sexy muscle dude even better access to my hole. Before I knew it the guy on the other side repeated the move until I was spread eagle with my both my knees on barstools. They took turns sliding them a few inches out until my legs were as wide as they would go. The sexy stranger kept rimming my ass and tounge fucking my hole. The other guys around started to jerk my cock and play with my nipples again. Someone grabbed a lube packet out of a bowl on the bar and slicked up my dick. The fondling and rimming continued until I could feel my body covered in sweat. The bartender was really enjoying the show and I watched as he took a box off the back of the bar and set it down in front of me. It was a dildo of some porn star. He stared me in the eye as he slowly opened the top of the box, reached inside and pulled the fat and veiny dildo out of the box. He took the tip and moved it slowly up to my lips. Then he slowly added pressure until the cock started to slide between my lips into my mouth with each moan and grunt. Once he had the dildo in my mouth he started to work it in and out. The crowd was loving it and the dirty talk escalated. They were calling me slut, whore and pig. The whole scene was surreal, but I was too drunk and horny to stop myself from enjoying the sensations.

The bartender pulled the dildo out of my mouth and started to deep kiss me. Then he would pull back and slide the dildo back in my mouth. Then he rotated in his fingers. Dildo, kiss and then finger fuck my mouth with two fingers. Then dildo, kiss and fingers. Then dildo, kiss and three fingers. Then kiss and fingers and kiss and fingers. He handed the guy on my left the dildo and a bottle of lube as he kept up his kissing and finger-fucking my mouth.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as the guy lubed up the dildo and then handed it to someone behind me. A moment later the tongue in my ass was replaced with the head of the dildo. I was a horny mess on the edge of the best orgasm of my life and I allow the head of the dildo to slip into my ass. I felt it go deeper and deeper as the bartender had switched to just finger fucking my mouth and talking dirty with the crowd. The muscle dude and bartender started to work my mouth and ass in a rhythm. They had me sweating and grunting from the pounding at both ends. The guys on either side were tugging at my nipples. Whoever was jerking my dick stopped and started tapping my balls. The pain and pleasure mix had me grunting and moaning with pleasure but made it impossible to get closer to an orgasm.

I was really starting to get into the scene when I noticed a flash to my right. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see the guys at the end of the bar taking pictures with their phones. Between grunts and moans I looked up to the mirror above the bar and noticed the scene behind me for the first time. Almost every guy on the patio had his phone out taking video of my situation. The muscle dude was now standing behind me off to one side and pounding my ass with the dildo to give everyone a great view. He was also reaching under my wide spread legs to tap my balls and dick to keep the orgasm at bay. The bartender had worked my mouth and throat to drooling mess and was fucking my throat to the point of gagging me with each thrust to create more drool. He must have noticed the panic in my eyes because he said “ It’s too late to turn back now. You are already famous on Pornhub!”

The muscle dude stopped tapping my balls and started stroking my dick again. I watched in the tilted mirror above the bar as he knelt down and started milking me like a cow for the crowd. The guy on my left held the lube bottle up over my ass so a slow stream of lube dripped onto my hole where the dildo was now going balls deep and then all the way out and plunging balls deep …over and over. The muscle dude called another stranger over to take over the dildo fucking so he could focus on my dick.

The embarrassment really set in when I realized there must be at least 50 phone cameras pointed at me and I could feel the orgasm getting closer. The crowd was cheering me on like it was a sport and I could see in the mirror that my face was dripping in sweat and drool and was bright red. I could hear myself grunting with each plunge of the dildo and I could feel my balls pulled tight against my body.

The muscle dude yelled over the crowd “ Cum for us piggy!” I felt the first electric shock from my orgasm tighten every muscle in my body and arch my back. The dildo started a jackhammer pace and the guy with the lube felt like he emptied the bottle on my hole, which made the fucking sound that much more sloppy. The lube ran down my crack to my balls and dick. The muscle dude used the extra lube to start jerking my cock in time with the dildo thrusts. The overstimulation made my orgasm stall at the very moment before release.

I was suspended in the sluttiest moment of my life and unable to shoot my load. It made me moan loud enough to draw more cheers from the crowd. The noise from the crowd made my eyes flip back up to the mirror just in time to watch the look on everyone’s faces as the first shot of cum left my dick. Then wave after wave of orgasm matched shot after shot of cum rocketing out of my dick.

All the phones recording, camera flashes everywhere and all eyes of the crowd on me. The guys around me pumped all my holes and dick until they had worked out every last drop of cum. Then almost as if on cue, the fingers came out of my mouth, the dildo out of my ass and I felt myself lifted from behind and stood weak kneed on the floor.

Someone handed me the dildo. The bartender handed me my wallet and the muscle dude grabbed me by the back of the neck and pushed me in front of him as we walked back toward the inside of the club. As we walked he didn’t say a word. He just used my neck to steer me into the club and then into a line of guys waiting to see the bartender at the bar inside.

He slapped me on the ass and said “Here you go. This bartender has the jocks for sale. But I wouldn’t even bother if I were you.” Then he pointed to the large video screen on the wall. The screen showed a PornHub video loading. The video started and there I was. Spread eagle on some bar stools getting dildo fucked for a crowd. Atleast you couldn’t see my face.

Then the camera started to move around me and then my face came into clear focus. Eyes rolled back in my head, drool streaming out of my mouth and grunting like a pig. I stood and watched in shock as the entire crowd in the bar witnessed me getting used like a sex doll for the patio crowd.