The Gig
From Torg Adventure
The door opened and Tom saw a black man holding the door, wearing a yellow and green Hawaiian shirt and wild electric blue board shorts. His feet were bare and he had a can of beer in one hand. "Aha!" he exclaimed on seeing the girls. "Come on in, folks! I'm Carl, the Best Man." Over his shoulder he shouted, "Hey, guys! The entertainment's here!"
Whoops and shouts roared from inside the hotel room. Jo and Lan led the way inside, and Tom followed, trying and probably failing to look like he had done this before. When the bunch of guys inside saw the two dancers, wolf whistles pierced Tom's eardrums. This was a pretty raucous bunch. Most were wearing some kind of beachwear, and it was a mixed of black, white, and Asian men. The room was a suite with a large living room, a small kitchenette, and an attached dining room with a round table in the middle. Six or eight guys were playing poker around the table, though they were all standing to welcome Jo and Lan.
A slight scent of cigarette smoke drifted in the air. Jo spoke clearly through the noise, "Hi, guys. I'm Jo and this is Lan. And our friend here is Tom. Let us get ready, and we'll be dancing in just a few minutes. Patience, guys."
"You can use the bedroom to change, if you need to," Carl said, pointing past the poker game.
"Why, thank you," says Lan. Jo walked toward the bedroom and turned to Tom and Lan, saying, "Let's get ready." He followed the two girls to the bedroom.
Once inside the door, Jo locked it, and turned to Tom, pulling him into a tight embrace. Her lips were sweet, yet urgent, as they kissed. Tom saw Lan pulling her dress off, revealing a slender body with nice C-cup tits held in a push-up bra.
Jo broke the kiss and said, "Having you here has me out of my mind horny. This is going to be fun." She kissed Tom passionately as she groped his body. When she found his cock, she squeezed it firmly.
What does he do?
