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Oh yes, please go on, taking this boy to the dark side as he's whored out to their friends.

In NYC probably in the late 70's there was a lull in hot dance clubs after flamingo closed. This was before Limelight, Paradise Garage or Studio 54. There was 12 West a couple blocks away from my loft in the Meat Market but it somehow wasn't as intense an experience as I liked. But for one season there was a curious dance club/restaurant called Les Mouches that opened in one of the upper floors of the building up 11th Ave sound 31st St. where they made Grumbacher artist paints. (Sometime before this I had dated a hottie who lived in a penthouse built on the roof of this same building - but that's another story.) Les Mouches was unusual. The restaurant was way in the back, an all-black room with white tablecloths on which was focused a single display spot. There was a stage where they had musical acts. In fact Barbara Cook made her comeback there. Out front the dance floor occupied half the space. The other half was a huge long bar and lounge. I had recently meet an uber-hot couple, one was a long tall sexy Dutchman (who would go on to open a guesthouse on Key West). The other was a Belgian Count (really!) with intriguing dark Aquiline features. I ran into them at the bar there one night shortly after I'd had a tryst was the Dutchman. The Belgian wanted his too and was very frisky. We were half-dancing and kissing at the bar and getting pretty hot, not unusual. My hands were all over him and discovered a small hole in the seam of his jeans down the crack of his ass. As we made out, I managed to enlarge the hole and got one, then several fingers in his hole and was working it hard while we sucked face. He edged around with his back to me and popped the buttons on my jeans while he made out with his BF. He got my already rock hard cock out and guided it thru the hole and into his pre-lubed hole which I proceed to slowly explore while we seemed (we thought) to be just a threesome making out. That hole was prepared for, and used to a fist and was like velvet. After awhile it had considerably more lube, the natural creamy kind. As it turned out, we had been noticed and we moved to the men's room with our voyeurs where we continued with a small but full-on orgy.

Kudos! This is a most excellent story. Just found it and have binge-read the whole saga to this point. Found the movie on a Euro porn site and loved it. Very like NYC in the 70's and 80's when I lived there in a huge loft in the meat market. This is a great workup and very well crafted and written. Can't wait to read what you develop for Zach's feelings, emotions and thoughts while he's getting gang banged in the movie. Thank you for what you've created and for continuing.

Damn if this novella isn't more adDICKtive than a Tom Clancy thriller mystery! Except, in this case we already know who done' it -- everybody!

So glad I found this hot HOT story again! Been looking for it. Love every twist and turn, even the move to the chem forum when that was added. Your writing is excellent and your mind is, well, pervy as fucking hell - I love it. Thanks so much for all your hard work, oh yeah, the work on the story too! Looking forward to more from you and a follow-up saga about Cody and his Dad and all the shenanigans they get up to with their intertwined circle of fuck buds.

I always wanted to see Brad Patton fuck raw. That pool side scene from Trunks II where he deep fucks that club of his in Matt Cole would have been sooo hot with Matt's cummy hole getting churned to cum better. As much a Lane Fuller loved that monster, I’d have liked to see him get partied up and loaded by Brad too. And since Brad started to flip late in his brief career, let’s add him to the list to see him surprise-flipped and loaded-up too. And, yes, Marcus Irons. He sometimes got so single-minded into being plowed, he sometimes seemed to be in the clouds. That one scene with ? somebody Monty, just fucking on a bed, his face gives it away, that he lives to get dicked long and hard! But I’d most like to see Treasure Island make a film of a long gangbang scene, based on one (or several) of the incredible head trips some guys create in their stories in the Chem Sex Fiction forum. In my fantasy the likes of Darius Ferdynand, Levi Michaels and Carter Dane get stealth drugged, their holes opened with toys, played with and booty-bumped until they become babbling cumsluts, begging for cock and cum and more as their partied-up holes get tag fucked by Chad Hunt’s, Lito Cruz’s and JD Slater’s monster cocks. And then their wrecked holes are willingly turned over to dozens of other typical TIM hot stud cocks to get used and abused on various slings and fuck benches.

Marc , That's all fantasy? You've never done any of it? My hat's off to you and your nasty pervy imagination! Great job on this hot saga, thank you

I SOOO admire the writers on BZ of stories like this excellent example. The pent-up energy of this storyline, like water behind Hoover Dam, is desperately wanting to be released. Please go on -- you've got us dangling on a wire over a cliff, desperate to read about the wrecking of Alex's parTied-up twink hole.

Yeah, def the ADULT version of running away to the circus! Nasty shit and hot as fuck! Good boy :)~

My first time GETTING fucked was in '71 after I moved to NYC. I had a BF and we hooked up with a fuck buddy of his, a blonde hunk, the perfect icon of my ideal man. He was tall and ripped, had a dusting of ginger hair on his chest and a no-fuss short haircut, his light hair sun-bleached and shinning. He wore desert boots, a t-shirt rolled-up at the sleeves and tight 501s with a bulge that made my knees weak. Now I'm well hung at 8.5" x 5.5" That's still pretty OK even now that we can see every monster cock around the world on display and in action in the cam rooms! But this guy was even bigger than me! He was a machine built for hard fucking. Nowadays we have Miss Tina, then we had Black Beauties, diet pills - pretty much the same stuff. I used to get them in bottles of 1000. The night we took this guy back to where we were staying in Brooklyn, the BF and I had each taken a couple and were flying. I watched, getting turned-on, as the hunk fucked my BF . I fucked my BF, we DPd my BF. We all kissed and made out and kept going at it. It was fucking hot! But, like sometimes with T, I just couldn't get off. I kept getting hornier, my hole getting more and more hungry until it became the center of my Universe. Finally, the only thing that could satisfy me was that monster cock, I HAD to have it in me. My BF was in shock, "Are you sure?" "God damn right! I'm getting that thing in me." The BF got under me and we 69d while the hunk lined up and pressed his beautiful veiny cock against my quivering rosebud. And the pearly gates swung open! He slid in, all the way home in one long delicious moment - and paused. Then he slowly began, fucking me in sweet bliss for a long time that could not have been long enough. He began gradually building-up steam as he really got into to telling me how I felt, how he loved taking my tight cherry hole. Finally he was pile driving my ass into pulp and me into Nirvana. As he flooded my guts deep with my first creamy load I screamed and, bottomed out, injected what felt like a gallon of jiz straight into my BF's throat. And he into mine. It's true what they say, that you'll never forget your first time. That blonde Adonis and his bludgeon will always be there with every cock I take, his DNA in me forever.

Oh fuck, this is so hot! Can't wait to read about this innocent boy getting blitzed out of his mind and being a cum whore used and loaded by about every dick in the place and loving it! MORE PLEASE