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There was a break in the flow of cocks eager for my arse and I managed to get off the slippery leather bench, grab the mop and torch and stagger upstairs. Bill was drinking tea behind the counter and grinned as he saw me emerge sweating and slimey with lube and spunk. "I guess you didn't get a chance to clean up!" He laughed. "Oh well, it'll wait until closing time now." I nodded and went off for a shower. As I was reveling in the hot water, I heard the doorbell ring, then Bill's voice saying "Hi" to Peter's mother who asked if he and Martin were ready to go. I dried off and walked naked into reception They were chatting at the counter. Peter's mother looked me up and down and said "Hello Timmy, getting much?" I flushed as Bill laughed, conscious of the spunk inside me. Arthur appeared and asked for a coffee "Hello, missus." He said She smiled. "Been up to no good?" and he winked at her, rubbing his cock which always seemed to be half hard. There were footsteps on the stairs and Martin appeared. He was, of course, nude and his face was a picture of embarassment as he saw Peter's mother standing there. "Oh..my." He said, standing with his hands in front of his stubby cock. "Well," She said "What have we here? Have these naughty men got up your bum, Martin?" His mouth gaped open and he went even redder in the face. Arthur's cock had risen to full erection and he pulled Martin over to the counter. "Don't mind if I get a bit do you?" He said to Peter's mother. "He's still nice and tight." "Help yourself," She replied "Don't mind me" Arthur pushed Martin face down on the counter. She handed him a sachet of lube and watched him anoint his cock then slide it into Martin's fat bottom with a satisfied grunt. Martin gasped and looked at her and she just patted him on the head "Good lad. Knock him up Arthur." Arthur began to thrust in and out as She turned to Bill. "So, is Peter around?" "He'll be down in a minute, I think" Said Bill "What are you doing tonight?" They chatted as Martin was buggered next to them, as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. " Ahh..." gasped Arthur after a while. "I'm cumming!" He pushed into the lad and his slack buttocks clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed as he spurted. After a few minutes he pulled out and we all saw the heavy drool of sperm leaking from Martin's cunt. Bill produced the old rag from under the counter and Peter's mother used it to wipe Martin's bottom. "Right then," She said "Go and get dressed and Timmy here can go and get Peter. It's time we went home for tea.2

underneath to mop the floor. I felt hands on my buttocks, feeling for my hole. A finger slid up me. I guessed it was lubed up with KY or maybe someone's spunk. I saw a fat, grinning face as I looked over my shoulder and as I stood up he pressed his body against my back, his skin slippery with sweat and his cock was big and stiff against my back. Someone took my hand and pulled me towards the bench in the back of the cellar. Another hand took the torch and switched it off, plunging us into darkness. There was a crowd around me now and a sharp tang of poppers which made my heart race. "Oh no," I thought. "Looks like they want their fun. " I found my self in the deepest, darkest part of the cellar. Bodies pressed in on me. A hand grabbed my chin and a mouth descended on mine. The tongue slid into my mouth and I felt other hands grabbing my cock. But it wasn't my cock they wanted. I was twisted round and forced down onto the bench. My arms were twsted behind my back and I felt boney fingers lifting my hips so my bottom was upraised. Like a fly in a web, the more I struggled the tighter I was held. Then I felt the first body behind me. His cock slid over my buttocks, down my crack and into my cunt with a slippery rush. He grunted and began to thrust in and out. I couldn't see anything. I was reduced to an open hole and the sensation of a heavy cock vigorously buggering me. I groaned with pleasure as he held my hands behind my back and leant into me. " C...c...Cumming!" He gasped hoarsely and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted into me. He slapped my backside and pulled out so brutally my hole gaped and a thick drool of cum slid over my balls. I sagged onto the bench, gasping for breath and another, heavier body got on top of me. I felt a flabby belly squashing onto my back as stubby fingers pulled my cheeks apart. His cock was big and fat as it worked it's way up me. When he was balls deep he grunted happily and began to slide slowly in and out....

The lad was pale and sweaty but his little cock was stiff under his belly and he gave me a weak smile. "Take him off to the shower, mate." Said Bill to the other man. He nodded and led Martin off, giving me a glimpse of his bottom shiny and dripping with cum. Bill sighed happily. " Bloody hell!" He said " That was fun. Going to need a bit of cleaning up under the sling down there, Timmy." I nodded and headed off with the bucket and a mop. It was pitch black, and I could hear movement and guessed most of the trolls were still there. "Don't mind me." I said. "I need to clean up." I switched on the torch. The beam played over naked bodies crammed into the space, the skin glistening with sweat. Someone was being fucked in the sling and I had to bend down

It was fairly quiet, though Arthur emerged from the sauna as I was mopping the floor outside. "Where is everyone?" He asked. I told him about Martin and the gangbang in the basement. He licked his lips and his cock had risen beneath his scrawny belly, the purple head drooling precum from the puffy slit. " Wow!" He said. " I need a piece of that!" with a grin, he scuttled off downstairs with his cock in his hand. I finished my work and went back to the desk for some tea. I was just reading the paper when there were footsteps and voices on the basement stairs. Bill emerged with another man holding Martin between them. The lad was

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At the top of the stairs, Bill stopped and said "You know what? I might just go back down and keep an eye on cousin Martin." He was stroking his erection and I guessed Martin was going to get Bill's full attention. I shrugged. "Ok, I'll check out the place and see if anyone wants a drink or something." Bill scurried back down the stairs. I heard a low moan and Martin's slurred voice saying " Oh..oh...oh...please stop..oh it's soo big..." As he was buggered in the darkness.

"Guess who's downstairs?" I said. "Cousin Martin. He has a message for you, apparently." The old man ignored me, sliding happily in and out of Peter's arsehole and obviously set on working to a climax. Peter gave a low moan of pleasure and sagged over the sofa. "Be there in a minute!" He gasped, licking his lips with pleasure. I grinned and left them to it. Downstairs was getting busier. The doorbell rang, but there was no sign of Bill. I let the customer in, gave him a key then went into the sitting room. As I expected, Bill was there with Martin. The lad was lying back on an old sofa with his trousers and underpants around his ankles. Bill was kneeling between his legs fondling his small dick which was stiff and wet. Martin's face was flushed and sweaty , and he was inhaling a bottle of poppers like it was nectar. "Ahh, there you are." Said Bill. "Martin here is just relaxing, aren't you Martin?" There was just a groan in reply and I realised the poor thing was flying on poppers and out of it. Bill gave me an evil grin. "I think it might be nice to show Martin around as Peter is busy, shall we?" I helped the lad off with his tee shirt. Bill helped him to his feet and he stumbled out of his trousers and pants. His body was smooth and rather rubbery with a floppy belly over his tiny cock with its fuzz of ginger hair. He smiled vaguely at me and his face and chest were flushed red from the poppers. "This way, Martin." Said Bill "Come and see our nice basement." I could tell Bill was really excited. His cock was stiff and drooling as we took Martin by the arms and guided him over to the basement steps. Bill grabbed a torch and we wet down. It was hot, smelly and pitch black, but we could sense other bodies in the space around us. Bill flicked on the torch and we saw there were at least half a dozen men. They were real denizens, older, pozzed and depraved. An old man was bent over the couch in the corner being fucked by another man with sagging buttocks and veiny legs. "Oh my!" Martin's eyes went wide and his expression was a comical mixture of surprise, horror and curiosity. Gently, Bill held the bottle to his nose and Martin sagged against me as the poppers did their work. The men weren't bothered about the torchlight. Several turned to look at us, and I saw them nudge each other and indicate Martin's body. From somewhere, Bill produced a tube of lube. He smeared a dollop on his finger and began to rub it between Martin's ample buttocks. "Wha... what are you doing?" He slurred as I parted his buttocks so Bill could lube him up. "Just a little lube, Martin. Doesn't that feel nice? His finger was flicking in and out and Martin groaned in surprise. "oooh!" He said " Feels good!" Bill raised an eye and indicated the couch. "I think it's time we got Martin here pregnant, don't you? He whispered. I nodded in agreement. We eased him forward and the little group of trolls parted to let us to the couch. Gently, Bill pushed Martin face down so he was bent over the slimey plastic. He told him to rest his head on his arms, gave him more poppers and stroked his head. "Who wants to be first?" He said. Beside us, the man fucking the other troll stopped and pulled out his cock. He was probably in his fifties, but looked older with a pot belly and spindly legs. A faded biohazard tattoo adorned his belly. He grasped his cock in his veiny fist. It was drooling cum and slick with lube. "Don't mind if I do!" He grinned. He got behing the upraised bottom, positioned his cock and began to push it into Martin's arse. "Oww!" He cried and began to struggle. Bill held his shoulders down as I opened the bottle and put the poppers under his nose "Easy! " Said Bill. " Just relax and let him fuck you" He stroked Martin's head. The poppers took effect and I heard Martin gasp as his body relaxed. The man grunted with satisfaction, pushed forward and sank his cock into the young body. He began to thrust gently in and out. Martin's gasps of pain turned to sobs of pleasure as he lay there being sodomised for the first time. The man's thrusts became more urgent and he announced he was going to come. "You poz, I take it?" Said Bill. "Oh yeah, gasped the man. "Really toxic" Martin heard the exchange and said "N..noo...wait" but he made no move to get up as the other trolls clustered round and stroked his body. The man gave a great grunt of release and thrust hard into Martin, his sagging buttocks quivering as he spurted. "There, there Martin." Said Bill as he bent and kissed his cheek. " It's in you now, Why not be a good little pig and let these other gentlemen have their turn?" With that we left him there as a second man got into position... "

Upstairs, Peter was bent over the sofa being fucked by an old man with spindly legs and whispy white hair. He had a nice cock though, as I watched it sliding in and out of Peter's arse. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked round and grinned, raising an eyebrow and licking his lips as his body shook to the old man's thrusts.

Bill raised an eyebrow as he took in Martin's plump body and innocent expression. "This is Martin, Peter's cousin." I explained. "Has a message for him, apparently." Bill looked at me and winked. "Well, go find him and I'll look after Martin here." As he spoke, he came round the counter. He was, as usual, naked and his cock was semi-hard with a drool of pre-cum dangling from the thick head. I thought Martin was shocked by his expression, but he didn't back away as Bill put his arm over his shoulder and his eyes were locked on Bill's dangling cock. I stepped out of my shorts as I was supposed to be nude at all times, and as I turned to go upstairs I heard Bill say "Why don't we go into the sitting room to wait, Martin? You look a little pale but these poppers will help relax you..."

A couple of days later, I was naked in the reception area talking to Bill. Peter was off somewhere with a mop and bucket. There were the usual regulars in such as Sid and Arthur as well as one or two of their friends who were older and wasted looking. The doorbell rang and Bill told me to see who it was. I slipped on my shorts and opened the door part way. There was a young lad outside, short, overweight and freshfaced. His eyes went wide as he took in my naked torso, at the same time as I vaguely recognised him as Peter's cousin who occasionally came to stay in the holidays. "Hi" I said. " It's...it's Martin isn't it? What brings you here?" He visibly gulped as he took in my naked torso and said "Hi. Peter's mum said he worked here and asked me to give him a message." I smiled to myself, thinking about Peter's mother and what she'd seen in this twink that amused her to send him into the spider's web! "You'd better come in. " I said. "He's around somewhere" I stood back and opened the door wider. Martin peered into the gloomy hallway behind me and hesitated a moment. "Well?" I said. With a nervous smile at me, he stepped over the threshold and I closed the door behind him.......

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The sight of Bill being fucked pushed me over the edge. I felt my control go, my balls tighten and then I orgasmed deep in the old man's backside, filling it with gouts of spunk. When I finished, I pulled back and watched my cock slide out of his dirty arsehole. He levered himself up of the table and wiped his hole with his finger. "Oooh, lovely!" He grinned. "I'm all wet and dripping!" The black guy was fucking Bill in short, hard strokes, his mouth slack and eyes staring as he worked himself to a climax. "Oh yeah!" He gasped and his fat body rippled as he shot his load. I felt fingers greedily feeling for my arsehole as other hands pulled me face down over the table. Bill stood up and stuck a finger up his ravaged arsehole, pulling out a fat gob of spunk with his forefinger. "Let's just lube him up boys!" He laughed, and stuck his finger into me, rubbing the spunk over my hole. There was an old man waiting patiently behind me, his cock grasped in his gnarled fingers. As soon as Bill took his finger away, he slid his cock up me in one delicious thrust. I gasped and hung on, widening my legs and pushing back to feel his cock as deep as possible until his hairy balls were slapping against mine. I was dimly aware of the doorbell and Bill pulled up his shorts to go and answer it. The old man was fucking me hard, spit dripping from his slack lips onto my back. "Oh, hello" I heard Bill say. "He's a bit busy at the moment." Then I heard my mother's voice in reply "Just wanted to check what time he'll be home so I can get dinner on." "He's just in the yard, "said Bill " Ask him yourself" The door opened and I looked over my shoulder to see my mother standing there. The was a gasp from the crowd as she saw me being buggered. "Oh!" She said, then grinned. "I might have known! Dirty little sod." The old man was close, looking at her anxiously but continuing to fuck. "Don't mind me, mate" She said " Shoot up him if you want." The old man gasped. "Cumming!" he croaked and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spunked in me. He staggered back, and his cock dripped as it slid out of me. "Lovely!" She said. "Right, I'm off. I can see you're busy, Timmy so I'll put dinner back until 8ish" She pointed at a very old, wizened man with no hair and sagging belly but a nice big cock standing up between his thighs. "Fill yer boots then, Pop. You look like you need it!" The man grinned, got behind me and slid up me with a sigh of pleasure. She laughed. "See you then Bill" and the door closed behind her as the group clustered around me...

One of the clones winked at me, then ran his tongue lasciviously over his lips whilst rubbing his crotch through the towel. I blushed, but I was also excited by his attention. "Who's this then, Mike?" Asked the other skinny guy. "What's your name, mate?" Said Mike "It's Ian." I replied and he fondled my arse, "Pleased to meet you, Ian" He laughed "Ian was here for a conference." He continued, "But I took him upstairs and gave him something he'll remember a lot more!" "Dirty bugger!" said the guy behind the desk. "Did you give it to him raw?" "Oh yes,"Mike replied " Took my dirty load like a trooper." One of the old men made a grunt of disapproval and left, but the other just drank his tea and smiled at me. "Well," said the skinny guy. "We can't let it go at that, can we? I reckon you need some more poz cum to make sure you leave here pregnant." As he spoke, his partner pulled back his towel revealing a long, thin, stiff cock against his pot belly. I felt my own cock straining against my towel and then Mike pulled it off me and I stood naked and nervous before them. "Nice cock," said the skinny guy. "But I want your arse on my cock." His friend grasped the base, squeezing it into stiffness. A drool of precum oozed from the tip. Not only was he skinny, he didn't look well. The guy behind the desk leaned forward and kissed Mike, "Pity I'm on duty. I could do with a piece of that." Mike inclined his head towards the sofa and raised his eyebrow. "What are you waiting for, Ian? You know you want it." Hesitantly, I went over and touched the man's cock. What was I thinking?! The other man produced a brown bottle, unscrewed the top and offered it to me. The sharp tang of poppers filled the room. With shaking hands, I took it and sniffed deeply. "Oh. Oh shit!" I gasped as the chemical washed through me. My body relaxed and my inhibitions melted away. Boney fingers grabbed my hips and thighs, turning me around and pulling me down. I felt fingers grasping the man's erection, positioning it against my hole, and then he pulled me down and his cock slid up me. I gave a squeal like a stuck pig, and then I was seated on his thighs impaled on his cock and I felt an incrediblerush of depraved pleasure. The other man pulled my face round and kissed me, his tongue snaking into my mouth as he squeezed my cock. I began to move up and down, giving myself up to the diseased cock in my rectum as more poppers were pressed against my nose. Mike came over and dropped his towel. His heavy cock sprang up. "Suck it, bitch!" He said "Suck the poz cock which has been up inside you!" I groaned in surrender and leaned forward to take the slimey head into my mouth. Beneath me, the skinny guy was jerking and grunting as his cock stabbed up inside me. "Bloody hell! " he gasped "I'm gonna cum in you!" Mike with drew his cock and bent to take my face in his hands. "Here it comes, Ian" He said " Another poz load! Are you happy? Do you want it? Tell me" I was lost in lust and poppers and shame and excitement. I looked him in the eye and nodded. "Yes, I want it." At that moment, the cock in me stiffened and throbbed, the man grunted and sobbed and I felt his sperm flooding up inside me. "Good lad." Said Mike and kissed me. Beside me, the old man sipped his tea and had opened his towel, wanking himself as he watched.

When we'd recovered, he suggested we go downstairs for a coffee. There was a room next to the changing area with some chairs, a couple of stained and sagging couches and a counter on which lounged the guy who'd let me in. It was hot and steamy and he had taken off his top revealing a fat, hairy torso. There were a couple of old men on the chairs drinking tea and two clones sitting on the sofa - late fifties, shaven headed, stick thin, old school tattoos. "What can I get you, Mike?" said the guy behind the counter and I realized, with a shock, I hadn't even known the name of the man whose sperm was swimming in my belly! "We'll have coffee, thanks mate" Mike replied. to be contd.....

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"Scoot up the mattress". He said. I moved back and stretched out my legs. He clambered over me, straddled my hips and reached back for my rigid cock. "One good turn deserves another." He grinned and sank onto me. Suddenley my cock was sliding deliciously into a hot, wet tunnel until his buttocks were squashed against my belly and trapping me in his rectum. He began to move up and down, sliding himself over my cock which began to feel sooo good and I knew I would come soon. "I'm gonna cum!" I gasped . He moved faster and leaned to kiss me. "Give it to me!" He growled . "Spunk up me!" My cock swelled and my balls tightened and then I spurted gloriously up inside him. He pushed down to trap me and capture every spurt until I sagged in release. "Well done," he said. After a few moments, he lifted off me. I felt hot spunk drip over my balls. He scrambled round, straddled me again, but now his arse was over my face. Before I could react, he sat on my face, holding his cheeks apart so that my mouth was buried int the hot, sweaty, spunk covered crease between. I squealed with shock and disgust, but then I gave into the depravity of it. I tentatively poked out my tongue and slid it into his hole. I heard him laugh and felt his arsehole flex. Spunk drooled out of his straining arsehole and slid into my mouth, and I knew I was lost for ever. I was deep into depravity. After a few moments, he got off and lay beside me. "Welcome to the gutter." He breathed. Then he kissed me, and we swapped my spunk which had drooled from his arse into my mouth in our kisses.

Some years ago, not long after I left Uni, I was in Brighton for a conference with some senior colleagues. It was pretty boring and I'd heard about a sauna not far from the conference centre. So I slipped away one afternoon and decided to go and find the place. I can't remember what it was called, but it was down a side street behind an anonymous blue door. Inside, it was small with a ground floor with a sauna cabin and seating area beside the reception. Upstairs were a couple of playrooms, each with a mattress on a low platform. I changed, wrapped a towel around my waist and checked the place out. It wasn't busy at that stage. In the sauna cabin, I got talking to a middle-aged guy with an average, fleshy body but a nice looking cock with a mushroom head which poked out from his towel. He saw me looking and uncovered it and stroked it to erection. A heavy drool of precum slid onto the bench. I was very excited, but also a bit shy and didn't know what to do. But he just smiled and said "Let's go upstairs." I followed him up the narrow stairs to one of the playrooms. He unwrapped my towel and let it drop and I shivered with excitement as he grasped my cock and stroked it hard. He dropped his towel and got me to hold his heavy cock and soon my hand was slippery with precum. We kissed and the feel of his tongue in my mouth made me feel faint with pleasure. Before I knew it, he pushed me back onto the bench and lifted my legs to my chest. "Nice arse." He said, picking up a sachet of lube from the mattress. He tore it open and smeared it on my arsehole. sliding his finger in a little and making me gasp. He started pushing his cock into me. The big head stretched me open, then popped in and I moaned as the heavy shaft slid in and his balls flattened against my cheeks. "Oh very nice!" He sighed happily. I couldn't believe he'd gone in bare and I was about to ask about a condom when he said " I take it you're poz like me?" My blood froze but his cock felt so good sliding in and out. What should I do? "N..n..no,. I'm not " I finally said, but I didn't move. He raised and eyebrow and said " I suppose we should stop, then?" But he kept fucking me and it felt unbelievable, especially knowing it was a poz cock and it had already leaked toxic pre-cum in me. I gasped and raised my legs further, thrusting my arse out so his cock could go deeper. I had made my decision. I couldn't stop. If I was to get pregnant, so be it. In fact, I wanted his poz seed to impregnate me. He smiled as he felt me draw him in. "So, " He said. " You want my poz babies after all?" I nodded and surrendered myself to him. "Good lad!" He leaned forward, looked me in the eye and said "Here it comes! Poz seed in you!" With that he leaned and kissed me. Our tongues intertwined and then I felt his cock swell and throb, swell and throb as he came in me. I groaned with lust. I had nver felt so excited knowing his dirty cum was probably infecting me. When he'd finished we lay for a while as his cock softened in me "When it slips out, close your hole and keep the cum inside. We want it to take, don't we?" As his cock slipped out with a wet hiss, I closed my arsehole as he had told me. He got up and showed me his glistening cock, wet with sperm. My cock was rigid and twitching with excitement as my chest heaved and gasped with lust

Thanks. I think I might have been there! I was in Hamburg on business a few years ago. I found a sex shop with a cinema which had a lower space. Only lit by the gay movies on the screen. Quite a few guys standing around watching and wanking. At the back was a dark hole with a shelf with a mattress on. I could see some bodies lying in there. After a few minutes, a young man slid out with his trousers and pants around his ankle. When he bent to pull them up I could see by the light of the movie his arse was wet with lube and spunk. I was really nervous but excited. I stood near the hole and someone in the dark whispered something in German. I just stood there my heart pounding. Then a hand appeared and beckoned me onto the shelf. I found myself kneeling onto the mattress then moving forward and lying out on the slippery plastic. There were a number of bodies but it was so dark I couldn't see anyone. Hands groped me and tried to get into my waistband. I undid my belt, opened my trousers and pushed my clothes down so my lower body was nude. Fingers grasped my cock and other hands probed my buttocks. "Schon!" Someone said and I felt myself being rolled onto my belly. A finger covered with lube slid up me and I heard someone say "Ficken!". Then a heavy body got on top of me, driving the breath from my body and a heavy cock began to force its way into my rectum. A long time later, I was also staggering off the bench and pulling up my clothes as the spunk ran down my legs...

He winked at me as he slid in and out and leant forward to kiss me. "I wonder whose baby he'll carry?" He whispered. He looked down at the man who lay there in submission and said "I'm cumming in you, mate. More dirty spunk for you." Then he groaned and shivered as he shot his load. After a few moments, he stood up and I watched his slimey cock flop out of the wet, slack arsehole. "There you go. " he laughed "You're well fucked now!"

The older guy pulled off my cock and slid next to the middle aged guy and began to kiss him and fondle his cock. The man groaned and kissed him back. I watched as the older guy produced the bottle, stuck it under the other man's nose, making him breath deep. He gasped and sagged deeper into the cushions. I knelt on the floor and raised his legs to expose his arsehole. The older man handed me a tube of lube then began kissing the other guy again. I squeezed lube on his arsehole and slid a finger up him. He groaned but didn't resist as I finger fucked him. The older man broke off and grinned at me. "Fuck him" He whispered. I took my cock and began pushing the head into the tight, greasy arsehole. The man gasped and said "Have.,.have you got a condom?" I ignored him and continued to slide my cock gently up inside him. The older man gave him more poppers and his hole went slack enabling me to slide fully up him in a delicious slippery rush. I began to fuck him as the older man kissed him and fondled his erection. "Come up him!" He urged. I was getting close and fucked him hard. "You want him to come up you, don't you?" He said The middle-aged man just lay there as the poppers did their work and the cock in his arse slid in and out. The older man leaned and whispered in my ear "Poz him. Then I'll give him a dirty load myself." I gasped with pleasure, my cock throbbed and then I spurted heavily and deeply up his rectum. He groaned and put his hands over his face, but didn't resist as I came in him. When I'd finished, I slid out and a drool of spunk slid out onto the floor. I sat heavily on the couch and watched as the older man knelt and thrust his cock into the cummy hole. He

The older guy I was fucking broke off the kiss and produced some poppers. He took a sniff and handed me the bottle. I paused with my cock deep in his arse and took a hit, relishing the rush and feeling my cock stiffen even more. "Yeah!" He groaned and pushed back against me. The aroma filled the small room and the younger man said "Wow! What is that? It makes my heart race!" "It's poppers." I said. "Try some. Makes you feel sexy." He was handed the bottle and he took a small sniff, gasped, and then took a longer hit. "Oh my!" He said, and sagged into the couch, his hips jerking as his cock twitched.