Chapter 6 The Club The Bathroom

I looked back one more time at the table before walking into the bathroom. The door closed behind me.

The same black red ambiance was present in the bathroom as well. It was odd considering everything was black and the doors to the stalls were red. Not exactly good colors to hide fluids.

There were no urinals. Three stalls were against the back wall. There was a mirror and a sink to the left.

All the stalls looked empty so I took the first one on the left. I walked in, closed the door behind me and locked it.

I unzipped my pants, reached in, pulled my cock out and started peeing.

I heard the door open and someone came in. I could heard the stall door beside me open and then close. I finished peeing, tucked my cock back into my pants and zipped them up.

I flushed and turned to open the door when I looked down and saw a cock hanging through a hole in the stall. It was a long circumcised cock. It was hardening as I looked at it.

Then I heard a deep voice from the other stall. It was a guy named Marco.

"It is not going to suck itself." He said.

For some reason I was in a submissive role since I sucked Graham's cock.

I squatted down and grabbed it in my hand. I could feel his cock throbbing.

I slid my lips over the head and heard him groan. He pushed his cock as far into the hole as he could. I put both my hands on the stall wall and started sucking him off.

I could feel the spit dripping from my chin, so I spread my legs so I would not get any splatter on my pants.

I held my mouth there; tongue out as he fucked my mouth. He started groaning louder, and fucking my mouth faster, then he exploded.

He filled my mouth with a thick load of jizz. I swallowed most of it.

The remainder stayed on my lips as he pulled his cock out.

"Thanks bud. Great mouth you have on you."

I sat back on the toilet seat wondering what the fuck I just did.

I heard the stall door open beside me, then the sound of him washing his hands.

"Thanks again." He said before heading back into the club.

I sat there until he was gone, then I got up and exited the stall. I headed to the sink to wash my hands.

Before I had finished washing my hands, the door to the washroom opened and two men walked in. They were talking to each other when they saw me at the sink.

I recognized one of them from the Home Depot. It was Bill.

"Hey, Grant!" he said.

He introduced me to his friend Tony. I smiled and reached out to shake hands with Tony. He gripped my hand and stepped towards me.

"I have seen all your work." he said with a grin.

Then he reached down and gripped my crotch.

"You do know that there are camera's in here right?" Tony said.

"What? No, I did not." I said.

He pointed to the corner. Then pushed the stall door open and pointed at the camera above the toilet.

"They are live camera's Grant." Tony said.

Bill stepped to my side.

"Live camera's that broadcast on the monitors out in the bar." Bill grinned at me.

Tony slid his hand from mine then placed his hand on my chest. His hand was flat, fingers out. Then he closed his hand and gripped my shirt.

"We saw you do the glory hole thing with Marco Grant." Tony said.

He pulled me close and brushed his lips against mine. "Your lips still smell of cock.".

Bill moved behind me, his hand sliding over my hips to the front of my pants.

He unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down. He pushed my pants down to my ankles. He squatted behind me, his hands pulling my cheeks apart.

Bill ran his tongue up and down the crack of my ass. Pulling my cheeks apart with each pass of his tongue.

Tony unbutton my shirt as his tongue fucked my mouth. He was groaning with anticipation as he pushed my shirt back off my shoulders and down until it fell to the floor.

Bill stood up behind me, stepping on the bundled of pants between my ankles.

"Step out of them Grant." he said.

I pulled one foot out of my pants, then the other one.

As I stepped out of them, I could hear Bill fumbling with his belt. Then the sound of his zipper as he pushed his pants down exposing his cock.

He slid his hands back around my hips and pulled me back to him. He tilted his hips back and forth. His cock running up and down between my cheeks.

Bill ran his tongue over my ear and whispered.

"Bend at the hips Grant. Spread your legs."

I bent slightly, spreading my legs.

Tony slid his tongue from my mouth and squatted in front of me. He took my cock in his mouth and started sucking the head.

Bill grabbing his cock, pressing the head against my fuck hole.

Then, while holding my hip with one hand, he slid his free hand around to my chest and pulled me back against him.

I moaned as he slid half way in.

Tony had deep throat-ed me by now. My balls slapping his chin as Bill started fucking me.

My cock was throbbing in Tony's mouth.

All the teasing by Graham had me on the edge of cumming already.

Bill pushed his cock in as deep as it would go. I moaned louder.

He waited for me to adjust, and then he started fucking me. His balls slapping mine.

Tony was bobbing on my cock as it exploded in his mouth. I could feel the tug of his sucking. Milking the cum from my shaft.

Bill was fucking me so hard, my cheeks where twitching each time he drove into me.

Tony pulled off my cock and stood up. He pressed his lips against mine, and then shared my load with me. His cummy tongue was dancing with mine while Bill was fucking me.

It was not long before I felt that warm sensation as Bill shot his load in into my ass. He grunted. I could feel his cock spasm as the cum filled my fuck hole.

Bill slowly pulled his cock from my ass, his cum followed.

A trail of it started running down my thigh as he stepped away.

"As always, a nice tight fuck Grant." Bill said.

Then he turned and walk over to the sink and cleaned himself up, tucking his spent cock back in his pants. He turned and leaned against the sink and watched Tony and me.

Tony broke the kiss and stepped back. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.

"Your turn Grant." He said.

He was huge. At least 8 inches. The head of his cock was swollen and ready for a pair of lips. He curled a finger towards me then pointed down at his hard cock.

I squatted in front of Tony. One hand wrapping around his thick shaft, the other cupping his balls in my hand. They were heavy and felt full.

I stroked him, pushing down at the base, then watched as that fat head of his swelled up.

I ran my tongue across the head. He moaned and moved one of his hands to the back of my head. Then pushed my lips down his shaft.

I took as much of his cock as I could until I started gagging.

His hand slid from the back of my neck and into my hair. He fisted my hair and tilted my head back. I looked up at him as he inched his cock head into my throat.

"That's it." Tony said. "Open up that throat for me."

My eyes started to tear. My lips stretched wider as they slid to the base of his cock. I could feel the cum still dripping from my ass when I felt his cock start to throb. He was not like other men. He did not fuck my mouth. He just wanted the tightness of my throat to get him off, and it did.

I felt his balls lift in my hand as he pumped his cum down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could. I felt his cock softening as the last strand of cum slid across my tongue, he pulled his cock from my mouth.

"What is the rule here Grant? Do not leave any DNA behind." Tony said.

He walked over to the sink where Bill was standing. I could hear the faint conversation before both men headed out of the washroom. "I am sure the clientele out there enjoyed the show." Bill yelled back at me.

I stood up and walked over to the sink, picking up my pants off the floor. I lifted them up and checked them out in the light. Some wet spots but nothing that would show up in the dark nightclub.

I grabbed a couple of paper sheets from the dispenser. Reached back and wiped off the cum that was running from my ass. Then wiped the trail from my thigh.

I slid my pants on, zipped up, and then walked out of the bathroom and into the club.