Annual Sons of Sodomy Ball
I arrived in a limousine that was hired by the organization. It was an out of this world experience thinking a car like this would fetch me, perhaps it was the smallest type of limo or they just had some gold fountain I didn’t know about. The same questions could be asked about the outfit they had sent me once I passed the first test, that and a lot of moisturizers and other self care items.
My excitement overtook my thinking mind when I arrived at the gardens of what looked like a huge mansion in an estate. The wide garden had fully blooming red roses all over it. My limo stopped in front of the immense mansion doors where people were coming in to gather inside.
“You definitely look good.” I didn’t see my driver because he had the limousine partition rolled up letting me only hear his incredibly thick voice. He opened the door already praising me from the get go when we arrived.
“I…” My face went red with how handsome the well dressed black man in front of me was. He took me in his arms to hug me. His dapper dark suit didn’t match my sleazy uniform. I was wearing somewhat loose silky booty shorts, a black cropped top and a thong hidden with the bunching up shorts laying on my buttcrack. Nothing about the clothing they sent me seemed to be as formal as his suit, but my shoes.
“Don’t worry baby boy, you’re one of us now.” His hands caressed my face with fingers sliding under those revealing shorts to push the thong aside. Two of his digits entered my anus to sweetly massage my rectum.
“I’m still a bit nervous. I’m Leon by the way.” I pressed my tiny bulge against his big one.
“So Leon, I already have a bottom partner, but with an ass like yours I wouldn’t worry… You'll be picked.” He slid his digits out of me to spread my cheeks. “I’m Gabe by the way. Now I need to go pick up my man.” He let go of me after a quick kiss in the mouth. “Christian and Jake are waiting for you, and again… Don’t worry, we’re all anal enjoyers over here. Just hope some day you let me goon your bowels for a while!.” He gave me a quick soft slap on the buttcheeks and vanished away.
I was flabbergasted by the way everyone acted. Gabe had fingered my butthole on the steps of this huge mansion and no one batted an eye. As a matter of fact, my own act seemed to be quite modest when other bottoms had no qualms about turning around and spreading themselves or even forcing their anuses to gape or even letting some tops tongue fuck them on the stairs.
Nothing could prepare me for what I saw when I entered the mansion though. The large stairs on the frontal room led to a second floor, but it was the ballroom on the right which got all my attention. It was just huge. There were so many tables, each one of them getting filled with men in pairs or alone. Some sexual acts were already starting, but none too hardcore.
“We found our boy!” It was Jake who hugged me from behind. He was wearing an outfit similar to mine, but his attire had a red rose lace pattern sewn on it.
“I’m glad you didn’t run from your fate.” Christian grabbed my waist by the side. He started rubbing my little cock over the shorts. “Darn… Love extra small little anal kings…” He and Jake shared kisses with me.
“You can grab his cock too. Just cause he’s a top it doesn’t mean he’s not an anal obsessed faggot. We own their dicks as much as they own our dumpholes.” Jake guided my hand to Christian’s bulge. I was delighted to feel that amazing white anaconda pulsing for me when I reached for it in his pants.
“And I’m still owing you some deep plumbing work right up your chute system…” Christian cupped my little bulge gently caressing my testicles over the shorts.
“I’d love getting those pipes clogged hard…” My hand slid deeper into his pants to really grab his humongous penis. That pink blond monster throbbed for me even harder when an announcement filled the room.
“Gather up sweet neophytes.” A voice in the microphone announced. “The dance will begin soon.”
“You gotta get ready…” Christian kissed my cheek.
“Don’t worry it’s nothing complicated.” Jake helped me lift my right arm. Christian lined his with mine. “You line up your arm and feel the top with your free hand while he feels you, it’s two steps to each side, then you turn around…” I turned to face Christian. “Kiss him on the lips and rub your little dick on him, show him you’re eager to be his.” He smiled. “Then switch partners, meet the boys, let them know you enjoy harsh anal abuse. Even though only one will be your partner, every top in this room will probably wanna fuck your shithole at some point!”
There was no time for a reply, I was just dragged into a side line of bottoms, we were put side to side with our shoulders touching. The tops were in front of us. The one right in front of me was a handsome Asian guy neatly tucked in his suit. It finally made me realize that all of us were wearing shorts, cropped tops and thongs; the tops were all wearing dapper suits.
The music began, a classical romantic tune signaling permission for the tops to engage with us. The Asian man took me from behind softly sliding his bulge in between my cheeks. He revealed his name, Aiko, and we danced. We switched and I ended up with a German guy, whose beard felt nice against my neck. A ginger one grabbed my cocklet really turning me rock hard while speaking about destroying my anus.
All of the ass addicts, all of the anal destroyers, had huge bulges with no exception. My eyes wandered while these men and I tried mingling. Most of them fondled my asscheeks as I tried to feel their bodies and play with their cocks.
I soon locked eyes with a Latino guy. He caught my attention because of his curly black hair and wide manly smile. That man reminded me of a certain Puerto Rico star who was tall and sang some songs, Benito I believe it was his name. He noticed me back and we started dancing.
“I’m Nael…” His voice was sweeter than I thought it would be when we finally danced together.
“I’m Leon.” We kissed when I clang to his bulge rubbing my hole against it. His hand caressed my belly while I caressed his face.
“Such a small little anal slut dick to such a huge fuck box…” His filthy words tuned into me with the gentle manners when I turned around to face him with my small cock already dripping for him.
We were so lost in the moment that we stopped dancing when kissing, Nael’s big hands spread my butt trying to reach for my anus, his clearly erect penis seemed to be incredibly sized. The dreamy sliding of our tongues and my fingertips touching his locks were interrupted by another change of partners.
Insatisfaction was filling my heart, such little time with that warm handsome man was enough for me. I wanted him and no one else. A few of the tops were clearly swarmed a little more than others, Nael was one of them. My mind was still set on him for a while, drifting into dreams of getting a chance with him.
I was passed around and around with many guys wanting a piece of me, many proposals to completely ruin my whole bowels in unimaginable colon-rectum obliteration. The excitement was in me for each and every one of those men who wanted to blast me from behind, but Nael had won my heart.
My hopes were dwindling when so many more handsome anal sluts had rubbed themselves on him.
“The dance is over.” They announced on a microphone. I took shelter on a dim side of the room observing Nael speaking and kissing the hands of one of the most angelical brown guys, one who clearly looked like an ethereal runway model for high fashion type of industry. This filled my eyes with tears when he looked my way. He was warmly turning that guy down to walk towards me.
“Do I have a chance with you Mr. Leon? I know many of the most interesting partners were seemingly getting it on with you, but one chance may suffice for me.” He let a tiny little bit of his Spanish accent come out.
“Yes…” I offered one hand of mine letting him take me into hug, his hands resting on my waist.
“I have the key to a room, wanna go there?” Nael’s smile showed off his dark eyes contrasting to his paleish skin.
“Yes, we can go there. I’m a bit shy…” His fingertips slid inside my shorts to play with my little cock as soon as I said that.
“No shyness baby. I’m a proud homo enjoyer!” His free hand held my waist in place while he pushed my shorts down to free my little penis. “Unbutton my pants and touch my cock.” I heard it as an order not flinching, just shaking when doing what he told me to do.
“Geez…” I took a deep breath when my hand molested his large dick. It was veiny, strong, pulsing and throbbing.
“You like it big? Almost twelve inches…” The proudness in his manhood came with the wetness escaping its tip. Nael was bigger than Christian and I considered Christian to already be inhumanely large. My hand started shaking a little bit,
“I love it… The veins feel so good on my hand.” He smirked while jerking my tiny pulsing penis.
“I’m as excited by the fact you’re small!” That hand of his left my dicklet for him to go on his knees. I didn’t want to believe a man like him would just suck my cock in public. “I love the taste of little cock on my anal slut…” He gently grabbed my hand lifting himself up to expose my wet throbbing cock to the hall. “We displayed it, now let’s get to it!”
There was only a nod, no need for more words. It was only at that time I heard the calm classic music that was filling the room. It was accompanied by the groans and moans of a room filled with anal addicts engaging in so many public acts of butt exploration. There was no time to take it all in because Nael was rushing me to a corridor leading to the mansion’s second floor.
Still, I managed to catch a glimpse of Gabe who had brought me here and was sitting at a table with his sexy brown partner on the table squatting all over his plate. He was pushing out cooked eggs and prolapsing, Gabe was groping the anal rose, massaging it while eating the eggs and smiling.
“We’re here.” The room was marked as 202, Nael invited me to go inside. He kissed my hand in a gentleman’s manner before locking us in there. My heart started racing. I was there with this handsome man and we’d probably engage with each other in perverted sodomy.
“Don’t sweat it, let’s talk a bit first.” Nael grabbed my shorts and thong while standing from behind. The sensual endless pushing down of those fabrics to let me naked took a few minutes. He appreciated every second of undressing my buttocks, but didn’t spread my very wide globes yet.
“Here…” Nael sat on the sofa near the bed in this wide room, patting his thigh where I should sit. I went and sat on it already wetting his pants with my precumming little cock.
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