Promiscuous Boy: Cruising the backroom of Club D
He doesn't just want a taste. He wants it all.
Cruising the backroom of Club D
I don’t just want a taste. I want it all. The options circulating around Club D, some shirtless, some in harnesses, all look delicious. I’m drawn onto the dancefloor by a sexy and sultry blond.
We don’t spend much time there. I let him know exactly what I’m looking for with the sway of my hips. We don’t bother to exchange names. We won’t know one another for long.
The backroom is intoxicatingly fragrant and filled with animalistic sound. After being used by the guy I picked up off the dancefloor, I’m approached by another … then another.
I’m gonna be filled to dripping tonight.
The thrumming of the music in Club D reached the depth of my bones. Add in the dark recesses of the club and I was in my element. It was almost midnight Friday night and the place was crowded. Filled with men. Many without shirts. Some with chests confined by harnesses.
I leaned against the table I was at with my friends. Four of us guys in all. Every one of us young, hot, and looking for fun. Me moreso than the rest of them.
I was shameless.
Catching the eye of a guy at the next table, I played with the straw in my drink with my tongue then sucked it into my mouth. I threw him my most smoldering gaze as I drew on the straw.
He cocked his head toward me to let his friends know where he was going, then pushed off from his table and wandered over to me. He looked me up and down as I set my glass down.
"You want to dance?" he shouted.
I nodded then followed him to the edge of the dance floor. We found a gap in the packed, writhing bodies and headed for it. I couldn't have kept any distance even if I'd wanted to—men on all sides.
Swaying my hips to the music, I raised my hands over my head and danced right up against my dance partner's body. He licked his lips and placed his hands on my hips, riding them.
His scent filled my senses as I brushed my lips along his cheek. His cologne was intoxicating and sent a corkscrew of warmth to my cock. He tightened his grip on me. I grinned against his skin then spun away from him, keeping the sway happening in my hips.
I backed up against him, humming as my ass found his thickening dick. He wrapped one arm around my hips, securing me to him and the other up the front of my throat. He growled in my ear as he put me in a chokehold. I didn't skip a beat. I kept dancing, enticing him to take it further.
He released me, gripped my arm, and dragged me off the dance floor. He looked toward the opening to the backroom. It wasn't for everyone.
Public sex.
But I was all over it.
"Lead the way," I shouted.
I had to angle through the crowds to keep up with him, his blond hair, and his muscular shoulders. Hopefully, there would be space in the back for us. The lights were dimmed in the room I knew as well as my own bedroom.
The size of my large living room, the walls were painted deep purple. There were some partitions made of black fabric on frames. But most of the room was open. The door that had shut behind us, muffled the music enough that one could hear the groans and curses of men in the throes of some truly animalistic activities. We found an open space against a wall.
On one side, a guy was on his knees sucking the cock of a hairy, rotund bear dressed entirely in black leather. He had his head thrown back; the black cap on his head shielding his eyes.
My conquest for the night pressed me to the wall and descended on my mouth. His hands wandered as he kissed me. Up under my shirt, playing with my nipples, then down to my cock.
The room smelled like sweat, ass, and cum.
I choked on a groan as he shifted his hands onto my ass and gripped my cheeks. As he caressed my firm muscles, he slammed his hips against mine, jamming out hard cocks together.
He released my mouth and kissed along my jawline. I shut my eyes and moaned as he traveled to my neck with his lips. My knees grew weak as he licked and sucked my flesh.
I needed to touch him.
I set my fingers to undoing his pants. Unbuttoned and unzippered, I slid my hand past the band of his underwear. What greeted me was thick and gorgeous. And warm. So warm as I wrapped my palm around it and tugged slowly.
My guy gasped in my ear and bit my earlobe. He crept his hand back under my shirt and pinched my nipple, causing me to shiver. I stroked his cock with increasing speed and purpose.
I wanted to undo him.
He grunted, placed his hand on my shoulder, and pressed. He wanted me on my knees. I pushed his chest to move him back and give myself more room, then knelt at his feet.
I looked up at him in the dim light as I licked the underside of his shaft. He tasted of perspiration—salty and pungent. His slit was beaded with precum. I cleaned it away with my tongue. So yummy. He jammed his fingers through my hair as I sucked his cock into my mouth.
He was substantial in my mouth, pressing against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I loved a mouthful that made it difficult to breathe. I sucked, drew back, and played with his cockhead, spitting on it, then dragging my tongue around the thick wet cap and ridge.
Three men took a place on the other side of us. Two daddies were taking turns ravishing a twink. Having them so close made my dick pulse. I concentrated on the cock in my mouth.
I loved dick. Worshipped it even. And this was a good one. Slurping and sucking, I enjoyed every moment I was gifted to spend with it between my lips. The guy filling my mouth and riding my tongue gripped my head and pumped his hips. I held steady and let him fuck my face.
He thrust increasingly deeper until I might have been choking if I wasn't such a cock slut. Gag reflex—nonexistent. I swallowed around his cock while my throat received a battering.
Slipping from my sloppy mouth, he touched my chin, and I stood. He kept control of my face as he kissed me. My hole clenched and released as he turned me to face the wall.
His possessive hands made quick work of my pants. He stroked appreciative fingers along the elastic of my jock strap, then migrated to my tight dick and gave it a hard squeeze.
I sucked in a breath and reveled in the pain his grip caused.
"PrEP?" he panted in my ear.
"Fuck, yeah." I tipped my ass, hungry for his cock. I wanted to be dripping with his cum. Have it adhering my ass cheeks together as I sought out my next mark.
He growled and slapped my ass. One hand gripping my hip, he brushed his cockhead up and down my crease as I placed my hands on the wall. He moved his hand from my hip and went in search of my hole with his thumb. He found it and caressed my tight ring.
"Just your cock," I said over my shoulder. I wanted to feel the burn. Even so, I was glad when the guy retrieved a packet of lube from his back pocket and coated his dick and my hole in it.
I stepped closer to the wall to brace myself and whined and swore as he jammed his cockhead into me. He was a gentleman and held still for a moment, allowing my body time to adjust.
When he eventually moved, he didn't stop until he was fully seated. He bit down on my shoulder and panted across my skin. As he drew back, he clung to my hips, then snapped forward, causing my body to clench. On his next withdrawal, I took a deep breath and relaxed.
An easy caress turned into an aggressive hammering while he grunted and cursed in my ear. I held firm, keeping my ass tipped, but failing to keep my chest and cheek from colliding with the wall. The surface felt cool in contrast to the heat and humidity of the room.
"Fuck," he muttered, half-crazed sounding. I bit my bottom lip, imagining the sight of him losing himself in me. Someone stroked my outstretched arm from wrist to shoulder. Then traced my ribcage with his fingers. Not my guy. One of the daddies that had been consuming the twink.
I checked over my shoulder. The other daddy was being greedy, the young willowy guy's back plastered against the wall. They didn't look like they wanted to share.
I repositioned my hands, my entire body being jostled with each forceful thrust that nearly shook me off my feet. The sound of our flesh slapping together joined others. My pants pooled around my ankles made it difficult to spread my feet far enough apart to support myself.
The daddy kissed my shoulder. I tipped my head toward him. He sealed my lips with his. His tongue swept into my mouth, almost distracting me. My cock definitely took notice.
My guy's hands slid to the front of my thighs, and he increased his pace, splitting me wide open, pounding my prostate. The daddy swung under my arm until he was in front of me. A single kiss then he squatted in the small space that I increased by shuffling my feet back.
I groaned as he stripped my jockstrap away and pulled my hard dick into his mouth. The added stimulus was almost too much. I closed my eyes and soaked it all in.
My ass filled. My cock in the velvety warmth of a talented mouth.
I was in heaven.
My balls tightened and my dick felt as if it was too big for my skin. The daddy cupped my sacs and fondled them, then pulled down hard, stretching them.
When he squeezed, I lost it.
I shot stream after stream of cum down his throat. Each spurt propelled by my guy's hammering thrusts. He swore in my ear as my channel tightened down on his cock.
He nearly lifted me off my feet as he crashed hard against me. The daddy got out of the way, letting my spent cock slip from his mouth. He stood beside me, kissing me while the guy forced my body to collide with the wall as he pumped me full of his cream.
I imagined each injection reaching high into my guts, fully breeding me. He played with my nipples as his hips slowed then stopped. He withdrew his cock from my slippery hole. I pushed out until his cum drooled down my inner thigh. I loved to spend my night decorated in it.
His wouldn't be the only cum in me tonight.
I was left to recover on my own. My guy and the daddy headed for the door toward the rest of the club. I adjusted my jockstrap and hauled up my pants. Before I had a chance to make it to the door, a hot guy approached me and cocked his head toward the wall I had just vacated.
I nodded.
Sure, what the hell?
I could grab a drink later. I sank back into my happy place as the new guy squatted behind me and rimmed the recent deposit of cum right out of me.
He must have been watching.
God, I loved my life.
PROMISCUOUS BOY; Copyright © 2025 by Gavin E. Black
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