My Evolving Transition - 2. The Party
Introduction:
My girlfriend suggested we experiment with a strap-on, so we did. It didn't take long before I was hooked on strap-on sex. I was still living in a loft behind my Mother's subdivided house.
(Originally posted as known as Teasin' Pleasin 02 under my old Profile)
The Story:
Six months had now passed since Tiffany introduced me to her strap-on. By now I had become addicted to her giving my ass a real pounding and by the Christmas holidays, I had gotten so used to her fucking me with it, that I craved it.
I also started getting these migraines, so, Tiffany gave me some pills called flutamide and repeat scripts. They did a better job of control my headaches than, 8 Panadols or common headache tablets could.
She was always coming up with these inventive ideas, so now I had to empty my balls into her before she would fuck me. No problem. Our sex life was back on track, after it was on the verge of collapse, a few months back. I fuck her, then she fucks me.
The next hiccup in our lives was coming up.
Tiffany and her friends throw a big New Year's Eve extravaganza. She started badgering me to go with her, since Halloween. I wasn't that big on large gatherings and apparently, there was going to be a large turn-out, as there usually was, so she says. It was held at some old mansion by the bay, that a friend of hers owned.
So, it was the night of the party, and my heart still wasn't into going, but she insisted. Tiffany doesn't see her friends much and this was her chance to meet up with them again, but I've heard stories about these wild New Year's and Memorial Day parties before.
Like usual I gave in to her badgering and agreed to go. Only because she bribed me by giving my eager ass a pounding, with her strap-on.
Sometime after, it was dress-up time. She made me wear make-up and other crap. I wouldn't have allowed myself to be subjected to this degradation of my character but felt a bit compliant after my pounding.
So, black eyeliner, dark purple eyeshadow, and dark blue lipstick were all I pretty much what was applied. She planned to add more but she stopped herself before going overboard. I felt like a clown, wearing all this makeup.
So, we booked a taxi and drove 30 minutes to the bayside region, until we arrived at the complex's long driveway. I was gobsmacked at the enormous layout of the estate and then the mansion house itself.
There seemed to be people mingling everywhere, inside the house, outside of it, by the pool, or by the edge of the beachhead, with clothes on, without clothes on, or somewhere in between. I was awestruck looking around as the taxi slowed to a halt by the front doors.
Inside everyone seemed to be either chatting, flirting, or drinking, but outside they seemed to be doing whatever they wanted. We started drinking once we entered the house. The music was pounding, it was so loud that it shook the windows of the house and made my heart pace.
I didn't feel comfortable inside but hide it from Tiffany.
Tiff found her friends and started talking to them, it was all girl talk, so I drifted away and explored the complex. Everyone was ignoring me, so I wandered around the huge estate.
It didn't take long before I became bored, and I started thinking that it was a mistake coming. It wasn't my crowd, nor my taste in music, and not my scene full-stop. I was so bored that I started having thoughts of calling a taxi or uber and going home.
An hour had passed and after yet another bubbly drink, I went inside the house and try to locate the restroom and take a piss.
I looked everywhere for what would resemble a toilet. I was even thinking of using a tree, but as I did, someone walked near me, so I put my cock back in my pants.
Eventually, I went back inside and found it. It was well hidden, no wonder I couldn't find it. There were 5 steps downwards and towards, two doors. One door led to the garage, while the other one looked like a closet, which was the restroom, bathroom, toilets, etc.
It's when I went to go inside, I stood there staring. It was huge, too huge for regular people. All wanted was a piss, and suddenly I thought I was at a nightclub, or a venue, or someplace big.
Why do rich people need everything so big? Like there were two urinals, three toilets, a shower, plus enough room to swing a cat. It was nothing like any toilet I knew of, except at school.
Once I'd finished and was washing my hands at the basin, there was a sudden noise, as the door quickly opened and slammed shut. It startled me and made me turn around in an instant.
There stood a tall dude who looked a bit intoxicated and ripped his cock out and took a pee. I couldn't help but notice from the reflection in the mirror, that this dude was packing a big damn cock. This would have to be the first time I looked at another man's cock or cock watched since Tiffany introduced me to another life.
Was it the fact I was tipsy from the wine or had my inhibitions set free, thanks to Tiffany's bedroom games?
Another dude had wandered in and spotted me looking at the big dude, thru the reflection in the mirror. I then quickly finished up and was about to leave, but the new dude grabbed my arm. We glared at each other, then I broke eye contact and briefly looked at the big guy, who by now was standing there with his dangling cock, looking confused.
"What's going on here,"
the big guy said while packing his cock away. We both stared at the big guy.
"This freak was perving at you in the mirror,"
the guy with a grip on my arm said. I had no comeback, so I just stood there.
"Shoosh,"
the big guy said and put a finger to his lips, to shut me up. He then leaned that same hand on the door hard, as it shut and then he latched the lock.
"Let me get this right, you like looking at cocks,"
he said with bass in his voice. I glared at him.
"...Only the nice ones,"
I scrambled to answer.
"Ok, ok, I'm cool with that,"
he said, and the standoff seem over. The big guy went to the basin and cleaned himself up.
I was then motioning to go to the door, but the other guy stood in my way like a bouncer.
He grabbed me and pulled me into him and started kissing me. I just stood there in shock. Then he started to kiss me with more passion and grope my ass, I started to feel lightheaded.
Then I tried to put up a weak defence, before pushing him away, but he was too strong.
"Sorry, I don't swing that way,"
I stuttered a nervous answer. He just smiled and kissed me again. I think he sensed my curiosity. Again, I pushed him away.
"Look, I..,"
I tried to answer.
"Look honey, I saw you looking at Roman's cock there, there isn't no way you don't dream about it,"
He smugly said.
Then he gripped my ass and pulled me into him, in a hug-like embrace, and without warning, started biting my neck. This time his hands went inside my pants and cradled my asscheeks. He was trying to finger my asshole, and when a finger went inside my asshole, that's when I lost myself and started to respond to him and kissed him back. Our mouths were soon open, and we swapped tongues. He had me against the door as we made out, and fingering my ass.
After a while, he was biting my neck like a vampire and bringing a tiny moan out of me. It was like I was in a vampiric trance. I felt like I should try to break free, but I was in rapture and didn't. by now, I was losing my dignity and male machoism once the big guy started joining us.
Then we moved towards the rear of the room and near the urinals and away from the locked entrance. I had a moment to consider my options but couldn't with one guy biting my neck and the other playing tonsil hockey with my tongue.
Roman break away and left me with the other guy, I still hadn't learned his name. While our lips were locked, he seduced my body. I let out a small moan as his tongue worked its magic on my neck, before biting me again. He briefly stopped to see what Roman was doing.
Roman had worked his way behind me and began loosening my pants, as he caressed my thighs, ass, and love handles. I didn't resist.
First, my pants and boxers were loosened, then they were yanked down below my knees. The vampire guy helped loosened my shirt, which now fell to the ground. If I wasn't in a trance-like state, I'd swear they were a team.
In no time I was stripped naked and in the hands of two strange men. My heart began to pace.
Roman lifted my legs to wrestle me free from my shoes, pants, and boxers, at the same time the other guy was ravaging my neck. Roman started caressing my balls while fingering my compliant asshole.
My cock was already growing to attention, even before Roman started molesting me.
"Someone's a horny boy,"
Roman announced, as he had one hand fondling my balls and then squeezing my growing cock. I let out an uneasy smile, but I loved their seduction.
Roman started to stroke my cock and knead my asshole, while the other guy was making hickey marks over my neck. I felt so dirty and horny, but I didn't care, we were locked out from the outside world, in our own little sanctuary.
"Ohhh, fuckkk, yeahhh,"
I moaned out. I wasn't thinking about anything or worrying about anything, as a guy was touching my cock and another feeding on me.
Then they brought me down to my knees, I was compliant. They stood above me grinning. I couldn't make out what was going on. My cock was now free, but fully erect and seeping precum. I clicked once their pants hit the ground and they removed their clothes.
Roman then started to guide his cock, toward my head.
"Suck it,"
