"That was great, Pauletta," Alex said after he had caught his breath. "Just like it always is. You've got the greatest place in the world for fucking."
Carefully, he withdrew his cock from that greatest place, before peeling off the latex covering and tossing it into the toilet. With tissue from the roller on the wall, he wiped off his softening organ, before pulling his underwear and pants back up from the floor where they lay. A few drops of his partner's semen clung to his right hand and he licked them off before returning to the main room of the club.
Pauletta's cleanup took longer, because he had to use tissue to wipe the excess oil from his ass and upper thighs, because he was hoping for more fucking that night. When his cleanup was through, he flushed the toilet and went out to wash his hands. Before leaving the men's room, he noticed two of the other stalls were being used as he and Alex had used theirs, and he smiled at the freedom being enjoyed by his fellow gay men in the club.
It was still fairly early, and he wasn't ready to leave The Purple Knight yet, so he ordered another glass of wine and chatted with Jack, the friendly bartender. He was propositioned as he stood there sipping his drink, but the man was a stranger, so Pauletta turned him down. He is promiscuous, a slut in his words, but he prefers sex with men he knows and likes, and the man who had just spoken to him would fit neither category. Later, while sitting at one of the booths along the wall, he got to suck off one of his regular sex partners while another man did the same for him. All in all, that Friday evening was a very pleasant and sexually enjoyable occasion for the blonde hotsy.
He returned the following evening, wearing another of his sexy ensembles, and his ass enjoyed the attentions of another good friend, who also masturbated him as Alex had. On Sunday, as is his wont, Pauletta cleaned his apartment, including taking his bed linens and shirts to a neighborhood coin operated laundry and washing his lingerie by hand in his bathroom sink. He did what ironing needed to be done and was ready to put in a good, satisfying week of work beginning the following day.
By Friday night, he had decided he would go to the "clothing optional" night at The Purple Knight, but he would leave most of his clothing on. For one thing, he was horny again, and would be looking for some more good sex from some of his friends and regular partners and, for another, it sounded like fun. He thought of what a great time the New Year's Eve party had been, and wondered if National Nude Day would be as good. At the same time, Pauletta realized a major part of his allure was the way he looked in the sexy clothing he always wore when out for a good time as he would be then.
It was ten o'clock when he pushed open the door to the club, somewhat later than his more usual arrival time. He was met by a blast of music and laughter, and he started feeling even better about his attendance there that night. After he had entered and closed the door behind himself, he knew he had made the right choice, even though he had no intention of joining in the nudity. As he stepped up to the bar, he saw some of his former sex partners stark naked, many of them sporting full erections, which brought fond memories to his ass and mouth.
After his eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the interior and he was sipping on his usual glass of white wine, he looked around. Pauletta was elated to see the Williams brothers, John and Richard, who were part of one of his fondest memory, and they saw him at the same time. One of the greatest nights of his life had been spent at the apartment of those two virile, well-hung black men, and he wondered if they would want to take him there again. He hoped they would, especially when they walked over to join him, bringing their stools with them, for there were no empty seats at the bar. Both of them were wearing boxer shorts, and nothing else, and he admired their muscular physiques, especially their erections, which were quite visible under the thin fabric.
"Hi, John. Hi, Dick. How's Big Dick tonight?" he greeted the two men.
They smiled, shook hands as they returned his greeting, and squeezed their stools on either side of him, with both of them reaching for his ass at the same time. San Francisco is a very permissive city, and prefers to interfere as little as they can in people's personal lives, and the management of The Purple Knight is even more laid back. They actually encourage men to fuck in the rest room, and make no objection to a little fondling, such as the Williams brothers were doing with Pauletta's ass. They even have a group of intermediate places, the booths along the walls, where most of the heavy petting and sucking of cocks goes on. The three men who had just greeted one another at the bar would have preferred to occupy one of those booths but, when they looked, all of them were occupied.
However, they were in luck because, even as they watched, two almost naked men left the booth they had been using and headed toward the men's room. With no hesitation, John and Dick Williams and Pauletta hurried over to grab the vacant seats before some other horny men could beat them there. They all squeezed into one side of the table, because the other was being used by two men, both apparently naked, with one of them sucking off the other.
Recognizing Brendan, a straight man whose face he could see clearly, Pauletta greeted him, and his salutation was returned. He might have known the rather small man doing the sucking too, but that gentleman's face was concealed in the lap of his partner. He wasn't at all concerned; he was too involved with the cocks of the Williams brothers, and one of them was big and hard and in either of his hands less than a minute after taking the seats.
Richard was leaning against the wall to his right, his cock hard and ready for action. To Pauletta, it was even more enticing than the long, thick chocolate bar it resembled, and he wanted to be the one providing that action. He bent over in that direction and gently took the purple head between his lips and started to caress it with his tongue. As always, he relished the velvety texture, and he licked all around, in concentric circles, slowly engulfing the mushroom shape inside his mouth, until his tongue was stroking under the ridge.
As Pauletta slowly enveloped Big Dick's big Dick in his mouth, he felt the other Williams brother fumbling with his bright red mini-skirt, as if trying to move the strip of fabric out of his way. He didn't know exactly what John had in mind, but he knew it would be something he would like, so he got up to his knees on the bench. From his new position, he could give better access to his ass, while keeping his mouth full of the hard cock of Richard. In less than a minute, he was fully aware of what John's intentions were, when he felt fingers inside the waistband of his panties and felt them starting to be pulled down. He wasn't ready for that yet, so he reached back with one hand back to pull them up again.
"C'mon, Pauletta. This is National Nude Day, and you've got the cutest ass in the world," John said cajolingly.
Flattery can accomplish a lot. Pauletta is proud of his ass, and takes pains to keep it smooth and hairless, shaving himself regularly and applying creams every night. And, he reasoned, it was a special occasion. He hoped he would get them back once his panties had been removed, but he decided to go along with the wishes of the man who he knew was kneeling behind him. He removed his hand and, when the panties had been pulled part of the way down, raised his knees from the bench, one at a time, so they could be completely removed. He really hoped he would be able to get them back before he left, because he didn't like the idea of walking home naked under his mini-skirt.
This was very much to the liking of John. He folded the skirt over Pauletta's waist and expressed his admiration. "My god, your ass is even prettier than the last time I saw it."
He couldn't say anything, because Pauletta's mouth was too full of Richard's cock by then, but this was the kind of thing he liked to hear. Feeling elated about the appreciation being expressed and the way his lips were being forced apart by the thick shaft going in and out between them, he continued sucking. With every stroke of his mouth the experience got better, as he knew it would. John's hands fondling his ass and penetrating it with a long finger felt great too, and Pauletta was squirming with pleasure.
"Do you have any lube," the man with the active hands asked.
Without saying anything, Pauletta picked up his purse from the table and gave it to the man whom he realized was about to start fucking him in the ass in a place as public as the barroom. There was something else he wanted to say, and it was important enough that he took Richard's cock out of his mouth to mention it.
