"Sorry guy, I didn't see you."
From Create Your Own Story
The tall stocky man shakes his head. "It happens." He looks at you, and raises a thick eyebrow. "What spooked you?"
"Uh," you blush again, admitting it. "There were these guys in the back room..."
"Trying to gang-bang you, eh?" The big guy chuckles. "Can't say I blame him. You're a cute little thing."
Your blush increases, and you feel your dick lurch in your jeans. "Thanks."
"I'm Mac," he says, and offers a hand. You introduce yourself and shake - he's got a strong grip, and a rough hand.
"Well, you got all sweaty somehow, even without a gangbang, didn't you?" Mac asks. "You don't look old enough to be in a place like this..."
"It's my birthday," you say. "First time here."
"And you've been having fun, eh?" He grins.
"Yeah," you admit.
"My first time here, too," the guy says. "In the city for a conference." He regards you. "Happy Birthday."
"Thanks," you say.
"So what kind of fun did you just have?" Mac leans in a little, and puts one of his large hands on your shoulder.
"Uh," you stammer. You're glad it's so dim in here. How are you supposed to answer that? It's not like you can tell him you just let a leatherstud fuck you in front of a room full of horny guys...
"You got fucked?" Mac asks, his teeth white in the dim light. "You let some guy fuck you up there?"
His hand squeezes.
"Yeah," you admit, voice low.
"What d'ya say we cut the bullshit, kid? I got a hotel room nearby. I love fuckin' boyass and you're the sorta slut who wants his little pussy busted wide open, aren't you?"
You gulp and turn red. Your eyes can't help but glance down at his crotch. There is a tremendous bulge there, snaking down his left leg. Your asshole involuntarily puckers, and you feel it tingle a little.
You say...
