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A Hard Choice | Acorn142 | 5

 

I could barely wait for class to be over so we could start on our trip. As we drove to the city, we discussed what we might see and just how far we were willing to go.

“Everything I've read says we need to be prepared for some old, ugly dudes,” Josh explained. He had certainly done his homework. “They call 'em 'trolls', and you can always say no to them, but I'm led to understand that it's considered common courtesy to let at least one troll blow you if you're a hot stud like we are. Otherwise, you just wander around, and if you see something you like, go for it.”

Since our total sexual experience had been with each other, I found myself suddenly starting to feel a little less than confident. It still sounded very exciting, but what if I chickened out? In fact, as we pulled into a parking lot across the street from an old, brick building, my heart started to pound like it was going to give out.

“I'm not sure I can do this, Josh,” you admit. “It's one thing to talk about it, or to watch it on a porn video, but to actually DO it... What if I get to scared?”

Josh smiled and patted my leg reassuringly. “Don't worry, Adam. For one thing, we'll be together and will watch each other's backs. For another thing....” with that, he reached into the back seat and pulled out his duffle bag. He fished around on the inside and pulled out two flasks. He handed one to me, kept one for himself, and said, “Drink it.”

I looked at him quizzically, but did as he said. The liquid seemed to set my throat on fire, and I almost choked. “What the fuck is this stuff?” I asked him. Josh just grinned, took a sip of his own flask, and had a similar coughing fit.

“It's whisky,” he said, with a gasping voice.

Whisky? So that's what it tastes like? You take another sip, and while it still burns, it doesn't seem quite as bad as the first time. You're a lightweight when it comes to alcohol. Generally, you're drunk off your butt after one and a half beers. You're not sure how this will affect you.

Josh says, “I figured this will help calm the nerves. Besides... you know what happens to you when you drink beer?”

“Yes,” I responded. “I get horny and want to screw you non-stop.”

“Yep,” he replied with a grin. “And this stuff is way more powerful. I think we'll both have a nice time.”

I polished off the magic elixir and could already feel myself warming up. We locked our car and crossed the street to the building.

At first I wondered if we were in the wrong place. Only a small sign on the front door gave directions to ring the buzzer for admission. We did, and heard the buzz of the door unlocking.

At the entrance we each showed our ID, paid for a locker, and got a key on an elastic band to wear around the wrist. When the door opened to let us into the main area, I felt an immediate letdown. It was just a locker room. I've been in locker rooms hundreds of times. I was expecting something different.

“Different” happened shortly after that. Josh and I had adjacent lockers, and as we began stripping and putting our clothes in the locker, I felt rather embarrassed. Sure, Josh had seen me naked a bunch of times, but I've always been uncomfortable about public nudity. I hurried to finish undressing so I could put the towel around my waist. That's when an older black man – about 50 years old, I would guess – came walking into the locker room from the other side. He had no problems with public nudity, apparently, since his towel was over his shoulder, allowing his massive cock to swing free with every step.

He started toward his locker and then saw us, stopped, and leered at us. His cock, which had been hanging, instantly began to rise. I just stood there, awkwardly, wondering if I should cover myself up. I looked at Josh, and he was openly leering back at the man, with obvious delight in his eyes.

The man spoke. “Damn! Just my luck to have to leave right now. I'd love to have myself some fine young chicken tonight.” He stepped forward and grabbed both of us by the ass, pulling us against his naked body.

“I only have a few minutes, but how about letting me see how those mouths of yours work, huh boys?”

I looked at Josh, who just winked back at me before bending down and kissing the tip of the enormous, black cock. I thought, “What the hell... this is why we came here, isn't it?” and I knelt and began kissing its underside.

This was only the second cock to touch my lips, but it was by far the biggest. Josh and I had fun with it, letting our tongues dance all over it, in between giving each other deep tongue kisses. Then, realizing our new friend was in a hurry, I gave in to his attempts to push his cock into my mouth. Josh took the man's balls in his mouth, and we both received a hand on the back of our heads, guiding us faster and faster. Just as I was starting to get really turned on, the man let our a cry and filled my mouth with an amazing amount of cum. It was thicker and saltier than Josh's, and I ended up dribbling on my chin.

Then, with a little pat on the top of our heads, the man continued toward his locker to get dressed. All he said to us was, “Next time I see you, prepared to get fucked – I don't care how late it makes me.”

 

Out of the locker room...


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