My Extremely Bisexual Orgy Was the Best Possible Way to Spend NYC Pride
And this was directly after I had my asshole Theragunned.
This is how my evening at GNDR FUCK ended. To read about how it started (with me getting Theragunned in my bootyhole), head here!
I had a massive load building in me from a Theragun repeatedly stimulating my prostate, so I desperately needed to drain my pipe. (It was NYC Pride, after all, and it would be biphobic if I didn’t cum.) Since I had been fucked plenty that evening, and my poor asshole needed a break, it was time for my dick to get a little attention.
So I headed to the basement to see if anyone who was unbusy would like to get busy. Alas, everyone was already amid a scene, but what scenes! There were strap-ons as far as the eye could see. Tits were bouncing, swaying, and clapping. Various orifices were getting penetrated. Hairy buttholes had fingers in them, and every cock was drenched in saliva, silicone lube, or pussy juice. Over the thudding electronic slow jams, you could hear balls slapping against ass cheeks and the wet sounds of vaginas just before they were about to squirt.
Though every scene was a sight to behold, there was one arrangement, in particular, that caught my eye. It involved what I thought was four people. (I later learned someone was getting eaten out with a dick in their mouth, but I actually couldn’t see them from my vantage point.)
I stood the appropriate distance away to avoid interrupting the scene with three penises and one (visible) vagina. (I’m unsure of the gender of some folks involved, so I will describe their bodies and faces instead.)
There were two hairy beasts (HB1 and HB2) stroking each other off and kissing one another. HB2 and I had flirted earlier in the night, making out briefly—their curly black beard brushing against my scruff.
HB1 had nearly their entire hand in the pussy in front of them, fingering Bats (NSFW), who, earlier, I also briefly flirted with. (I said, “If you’re down to play later tonight, please come find me.” Bats said they just might do that.)
Now I thought Bats was sucking the dick of my friend Cassius (he/him). I’m giving him that fake name because Cassius looks like a goddamn warrior. Always dressed in a loin cloth, he looks like he’s heading to combat in Ancient Greece. (And he would be extremley popular in ancient Greece.) His body is chiseled in a way that looks photoshopped. Every time I see him, I think he’s getting more muscular, but that’s not the case. He is so strong and fit that you cannot believe he’s real—no matter how often you see him.
So, of the four (visible) people, I had a relationship with three, which makes what happened next slightly more appropriate (but still not great etiquette).
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