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The whole thing struck him as kinda Gay.
He looked over to see a line of men, all looking at the guy in front of them, his dick hidden inside a hole while his ass cheeks just hung out, tightening and relaxing, as someone either sucked or fucked him. Soon enough, he started shaking as he mewled like a little girl and then quickly stepped back, his dick still bouncing with cum dripping off.
And here he was watching all this. Gay.
Roger wasn't sure which hole to go for. The most popular ones showed you what you were getting. A lower torso exposed, or a mouth pressed against the hole. They had long lines. He watched the next guy in line walk up and drop his pants as he stuck his dick in the hole. That seemed like a popular one, but a hole is a hole, right? He was standing near one which was unused. Maybe there wasn't anything at that hole. Only one way to find out.
He'd paid his fifty for the afternoon, might as well get one off quick, maybe he'd have time for a couple more. He dropped his trousers, pressed his flaccid cock in the hole, and waited, not knowing what to expect. Almost at once, he felt something hairy and wet engulf his limpness and start sucking. The strong mouth and tongue quickly brought him to his full erection, and he braced himself as he felt his cock start to tingle signaling his impending orgasm. So quickly, he thought, whoever this was, they were good.