"Belle." she looked back to her son. "Harry was asking if I take it in the butt on a first date.
He guffawed while touching his forefinger knuckle to his nose and holding his little finger up straight. "Oh my deary me, Mummy Belle is the anal queen and takes it right up the arse on any date dearies."
I was beginning to wonder if our planned evening was about to be aborted when Terry asked: "What are your plans for tonight?"
"Bengies of course. Come along with us dearies."
"But that's..."
Belle interrupted; "Just the best club around."
A series of comments about it being a gay club bounced around until our drinks were repeated twice so our resistance had dropped and we headed for the door. Once on the pavement belle linked arms with both of us and passed some comment about being escorted by two handsome young men to her sons favourite club. Truth be told; watching those modest sized unfettered tits bouncing as we walked was doing things to my head, both of them, It felt surprisingly firm and she didn't complain when I placed my hand on the nearest bobbing breast. In fact she squeezed onto my other arm to pull closer and I saw Terry's hand holding the right tit.
The girl at the counter wearing green rubber stockings, a matching two inch wide rubber band as a brassiere and a white fur sporran greeted us with: "Hello Tsa Tsa." they did a ridiculous air kiss routine. "And Mummy Bear." again the air kiss routine. "And who have you brought tonight, are they as queerbent as you?"
The term 'Queerbent' was a new one on me but not knowing what to reply I simply smiled.
"Not yet darling." He pointed at Terry with a very exaggerated hand action. "Not sure about this one but this one." pointing to me, "had his hand in Mummies naughty bits in the 'Cock and Bollock' earlier. I think just a little bit more work there."
I found the alternative name for the pub we met in amusing.
"Twenty each please boys."
My eyes opened wide at the admission price.
Bella saw the reaction; "Gives you four drinks each."
The girl held out four cards as we headed for wallets. Cards in hand we headed into the black hole or so it seemed after the brightly lit glittering foyer. It was loud, fucking loud, and I was already beginning to think this was a big, big, mistake. Our hosts high fived or air kissed many of the other patrons as we walked through towards the bar where the music seemed to get progressively louder. Armed with bottles of 'Queerbeer' we went downstairs to the dungeon where the dress code was leather and I for one felt very out of place and more than a little intimidated.
Apart from the girl on reception and the two fat women behind the bar, Bella was the only female and curiously I had this feeling I had to be prepared to protect her. However despite being sexually molested by many of them as greetings with most took place she didn't bat an eyelid. As we were introduced to the first guy he moved in for a full on kiss and immediately apologised when he realised it wasn't welcome.
One by one we were introduced to most of the men and a number reached a hand out to shake, except they didn't shake our hands, oh no they shook alright but not our hands. I felt very uncomfortable about it at first but one by one they copped a handful of our bollocks, after half a dozen or so of the unexpected greeting method I got to feel it wasn't so bad and by half way round I had a half decent erection and quite looked forward to the variation in the type of grip, some limp, some silly strong but actually as we went round the fifty or so men I was feeling far more comfortable and rather enjoying the previously taboo greeting.
The introductions went right through Pedam Pedam, Gimme Gimme Gimme life after love, Let the music play, I'm too sexy and Everybody Everybody. Then Pump Up the Volume came on and Belle started shaking her stuff in front of me in a way I had to join in dancing to the twelve inch version. 'Ooh Ahh Just a Little Bit' followed and I found myself in a sandwich between Belle and Jerimiah.
She sure had a big arse, one I wasn't sure I could cope with along with her big ol' belly. I certainly couldn't reach right round to get a decent grip to do the 'Ooh Ahh' hip thrusts but I had to admit for a big lass she mooooved well. Her unfettered tits certainly moved well and bounced against my chest in time with the thrusting.
By the time the song finished our trio had expanded to more like twenty and the 'Ooh' thrust became very forceful, being right in the middle and getting it from both sides I could have easily got hurt. However being slammed into Belle's over cuddly belly and tits was worth every bump. The words went directly from 'just a little bit' to 'Every bodies doing a brand new dance' of Locomotion and like they were glued together Belle simply stepped to one side to start the train moving, the guy behind her snatched at my arm to put me at second place and we were off in this synchronised snake of hands holding elbows doing the wheels action and feet heel to toe keeping the same time, we were so synchronised the thought went through my head we should be on Britains Got Talent. My solid cock thought it should be buried deeper in the arse it was already squashed half way into.
My first visit to a gay club had become an experience, quite genuinely I'd never known any straight club join in so intimately or quickly, mind I wasn't too keen on the smell of leather and the various polishes but the guys within were a fucking good laugh. Yeah sure they all saw me and Terry as fresh meat and despite being totally open-minded about things, that wasn't really where I was at. I certainly wasn't into the leather scene and seeing Jerimiahs effeminate fashion sense I doubted he was either. Nor did I quite understand why Belle was here but we were all enjoying the atmosphere, enjoying the interaction, enjoying the 'Queerbeer' which tastes suspiciously like Stella.
Locomotion gave way to Drop It Low and Belle moved directly from being a steam engine to twerking that big fat arse right against my nuts and the erection in my pants which had pretty much been there for a couple of hours and I started humping.
Dry humping was something I'd never understood and here I was doing it, on the dance floor surrounded by a load of gays and loving it. Loving it so much my todger was solid, out of nowhere I reached forwards to grab handfuls of the long wavy brown hair to pull Belle tight to me.
Talk about saved by the bell; the music came to an end and the completely unintelligible muffled noise of some sort of chatter from Danny Double Decks, there were several cheers from the ensemble but I had no idea what or why. What I did know was I was about half inch from exploding into my underpants when Belle stood upright away from my groin when the music stopped and saved me from a cold soggy mess.
Releasing the hair I reached down, down to that gorgeous big arse and sunk my fingers into both hips, knelt down onto the floor and kissed. I tried to bite but being so big my teeth couldn't get a grip, however Belle turned a little to one side giving me the view of Terry kneeling on the floor in the front having no problem wrapping his lips and teeth around the sausage, the package between the legs, the meat and two veg. The chubby inside the green fabric didn't take long to firm up properly, he was having a good old chew on it but not much more due to the fabric protection.
Oh sorry dear reader! did I forget to mention something?
