The Wet Spot (closed)

[RSThomas42]

The private club known as the Wet Spot was located in an unobtrusive building down a dark side street, somewhere deep in the city. From the outside no one would suspect what the sprawling single story building played host to night after night as there were no signs, and the place absolutely did not advertise. You had to be invited by a member and attend a vigorous orientation to be allowed within, and there were strict standards for joining, including a criminal background check. The management was quite strict about their rules for a reason, as they were the premiere sex-positive club in the city.

Spence loved the Spot and had been a fixture here for quite some time. Besides the large dance floor and comfortable areas to sit and socialize with like-minded people, the club featured amenities for a wide variety of tastes. There was both a large public dungeon and several private rooms equipped with racks and kink toys for those who enjoyed BDSM, there was a “Jack and Jill” room for those with a penchant for voyeurism and exhibitionism, and those with a taste to the extreme even had a carefully sanitized chamber for blood play and similar activities. And of course, there were plenty of spaces available both public and private for those who just wanted to get down and fuck, as such behavior was not only allowed, it was encouraged.

The club was darkened, and the music was loud, though not quite loud enough to mask the cries and lamentations of those currently entertaining in the many playrooms. It was a busy Saturday, one of the nights of the week when finding a private spot was almost impossible, but a private spot was the last thing that Spence had in mind tonight anyway. He smiled over at Cole and brushed a lock of his hair out of his eyes. He’d worn it down tonight the way Cole liked it and had dressed to the nines in an open-throat silk shirt and black pants. It was a special night after all, while Spence had sampled almost every pleasure the Wet Spot had to offer its members, their plans for tonight were something he’d never tried before.

“You look great tonight,” he said. “I’ve really been looking forward to this. Word is already getting around, I think we’re going to have quite an audience.”

 

[4degrees]

Spence led me along through the crowded club, with a circus of sexy men (mostly), on all sides. He spotted the manager, and we headed in his direction for our itinerary. Spence had hold of my hand, down low by our hips. He squeezed it hard, once again expressing his excitement about the events that were to occur. I leaned into him as we stepped in front of the manager and said lowly, "Are you sure about this?"

"Oh. I'm sure, baby", was his reassuring reply. I had fantasized about this kind of thing. Spence was way more outgoing than I was, but this took it a little farther than 'outgoing'. Fantasies were one thing, but tonight it was to be reality.

The manager shook Spence's hand warmly and looked to me, saying he was Gary, and that he was just thrilled to have us in the house tonight. As I became more in tune with what we had planned, I started to get second thoughts. The thought of all the hungry, horny men looking on as Spence and I, well, did those things that were so sacred in our bedroom. But I trusted him, and really wanted him satisfied. If he needed an audience, I was willing to try this!

Gary had us follow him to a small dressing room with a vanity table and several mirrors arranged for nearly every angle to be inspected. I spotted an ashtray and was grateful, even breathing a sigh if relief. Gary asked for our drink order, saying he'd have it sent in right away. Spence was my driver tonight-he would stick with diet Coke but I needed a little more social lubricant than that. I ordered crown and Coke and Gary said, "I'll leave you to it, then! When you're ready, text the DJ with your song selections and one of the guys will show you where to go. All good?"

"We're good, thanks again for the space tonight."

Spence was genuinely thankful--and I hoped I could live up to his public-fuck fantasy. As soon as Gary was out the door, Spence grabbed me into his arms and bit my earlobe gently, growling playfully in my ear. I spied the rack of costumes over his shoulder, and wondered what he would choose. I bit back on his shoulder, but then stopped, thinking about the price of that jacket he had on.

"Show me what to wear, baby...I wanna please you."

We both turned toward the wardrobe and shucked our jackets off, hanging them them up in a vacant spot. I smelled his CK fragrance, and his hair conditioner. He was delicious, but the idea of other men's eyes devouring him intimidated me. I brushed my hand down he length of his chest, stopping to pop his belt open, and said, "How about a little preview?"

 

[RSThomas42]

“Patience, lover, patience,” Spence said, running his hands across Cole’s chest and then downward to grasp him firmly by the ass. “I want everyone to watch me undress you. I want everyone to see what a gorgeous man I’ve got, and all they’re allowed to do is watch and wish they were me.” Spence leaned in close for a passionate kiss and one hand moved to the front of Cole’s pants. “God you have a great cock, I can't wait to show it off to everyone,” he breathed. Then he pushed his lover up against the wall and kissed him harder, rubbing the growing bulge in his pants.

He finally pulled away from Cole with one more kiss and a flirtatious nibble at his bottom lip. “Let me send the playlist to the DJ. You look so good, we shouldn’t keep our adoring fans waiting. Are you sure you’re ready for this? I haven’t tried performing for an audience before, this is going to be a new thing for me too. But I definitely want to put on a good show.”

The Jack and Jill room wasn’t quite as dim as the rest of the club, as exhibitionism was the entire point, but it was bathed in soft mood lighting. Toward the center was a freshly made bed waiting for the performers, and several men and some adventurous women were already sitting in their seats. Spence led Cole by the hand over to the bed and gave one last look at the gathered voyeurs before disregarding them entirely. He set to ardently kissing Cole on the mouth and neck, undoing his buttons one at a time.

 

[4degrees]

As the heavy bass beats of the music began, Spence's hand tightened around mine. His kisses were hot and pulled me into his lust staightaway. I kissed him back, halfway aware of the eyes upon us and halfway in a fantasy.

We had discussed this night at length; how we wanted to perform, which kinds of sex acts were we were willing to share with virtually the public- and he was unsure about being topped in front of a crowd, even if it was just me. As far as he'd ever told me, I was the only one to have taken him that way before, so it was a much more intimate act then when the tables were turned. We planned to make out with lots of mouth action, blow each other a little and then he's take me from behind while giving me a 'helping hand' around front. I didn't realize yet how hard it would be to stick with our script.

As the loud music thumped I could hear bits of sound from our audience. Spence had my shirt open, and was dragging his lips down my chest. My hand went to his hair and they tangled together. I wasn't hard yet, the waiting eyes made me anxious so I tried hard to just escape into Spence's touch. I lowered my hands and began undoing my belt, and he broke away from me and began undressing himself. There were murmurs in the crowd, but no whistles or cat calls. They seems like a respectful bunch and I welcomed that idea. Spence was undressed fast, and began to help me speed it up.

"I want you", I heard him over the music. He breathed the words onto my skin and I shuddered. Together we pushed my boxers down and he was on his knees.

He took my half-awakened cock in his hand, and kissed the crown gently with his wet lips, before swallowing it through them until I could feel his tonsils. Spencer was the most amazing cock sucker I'd known. I was reminded often how lucky I was-with his hungry mouth working my meat over the way only he could. My eyes were closed and my inhibitions left me as the crowd was forgotten. Spence's lips rode up the length of my cock and then I felt his tongue pressing at my piss-slit. God, I loved that! His mouth enveloped me again and i felt his chin nearly rest on my balls. Now, I was definitely hard and when I opened my eyes to look down at the top of my lover's head, I also saw the enthused patrons really getting into the live porno happening before them.

 

[RSThomas42]

Spence had sampled most of the delights the Wet Spot had to offer in his time as a member, but he’d never performed for an audience in the Jack and Jill room before. He was finding their admiration of his skills extremely erotic as he licked and sucked and swallowed Cole’s cock for their viewing pleasure. There were no hoots or cat calls, the members-only club was practically its own community. The rules were that you were allowed to watch and masturbate if you so chose, or with mutual consent, you could lend the person in the seat next to you a helping hand. One particularly adventurous woman named Robin already had her hands in the laps of the men on either side of her as she kissed each in turn, all their eyes locked on the enthusiastic blowjob Spence was giving Cole.

Sucking cock was something Spence truly loved to do, and he fancied himself rather good at it. It was a deeply intimate act to take someone in your mouth and have total control of their pleasure. He gathered his spit on his tongue and ran it languidly up the underside of Cole’s shaft from his balls to his head. He licked all the way around before taking the first inch into his mouth, with his tongue pressing against the tip the way he knew Cole liked. With his hands he gently stroked his lover’s shaft as he began to bob his head in a slow steady rhythm, and caressed his tight balls lest they feel neglected.

Finally he pulled away and smiled up at Cole from his knees, both hands wrapped around his rigid shaft. “My God, you have the best cock. I could do this all day.” He laid some final kisses on Cole’s swollen head and then smoothly rose to his feet for a kiss on the mouth. Spence’s silk shirt was hanging open and he shrugged out of it and cast it to the side, pressing his muscular chest against Cole’s and stroking his cock as kissed and gently nipped at his lover’s neck and shoulder.

A quick glance at their audience confirmed that their performance was indeed appreciated. Some simply sat and watched, enraptured by what they were seeing. Others had shamelessly taken to stroking or fingering themselves, or in some cases, their neighbors. Mutual masturbation was a popular pastime at the Wet Spot.

 

[4degrees]

I was half-consumed with Spence’s amazingly hot mouth working me like a a subtle machine, and the audience we’d accumulated. It was no secret that I liked showing off- not because I wanted the attention so much but because I felt powerful, being able to turn strangers on in the way we were right then.

I loved his tongue rolling over my cock.. his soft hands at my hips pulling my body into his face… I needed to push back if I was going to put on a show that lasted more than 5 minutes!
My man’s mouth separated from me, and I pulled him up to his feet. I came in close to his ear and said, “do me first…let me get you hard and then let’s show them all how to fuck.”

Spence purred into my ear something to the effect of, “don’t keep me waiting”. His hands went to his fly as he unbuckled his leather belt and dropped his pants. They pooled at his ankles and he stepped free of them. He was already hard…but I certainly wasn’t going to let that stop me from eating his meat.

I locked onto him, taking his whole length right away, feeling the fat head of his dick touching my throat. I tightened my lips and pressed my tongue hard into him, and he did that thing I love, pulling my head against his fuzzy groin to properly fuck my face. I couldn’t see the crowd then, but I was betting that Spence was taking it all in. The only one I knew who liked this kind of showing off more than I did, was Spence.

 

[RSThomas42]

Spence was indeed taking a great amount of pleasure in their rapt audience and understood the exhibitionist thrill that porn stars and strippers might have. The power to hold people mesmerized, to have them lusting for you, able to watch but not touch except themselves, it was all quite intoxicating. Although it wasn’t nearly as intoxicating as the magnificent head he was receiving. Cole knew exactly how he liked it, and getting oral sex always made Spence feel strangely loved in a way he couldn’t quite explain. He entwined his hands in Cole’s hair, groaning his pleasure and making sure not to block anyone’s view of his lover’s skillful mouth at work.

Almost begrudgingly he pulled away and helped Cole back to his feet, kissing him long and hard. Then, being mindful of the angle, he urged his lover to sit down on the bed with his knees facing the audience. “If you want to go first, we’ve got to get you ready too,” he murmured, pressing Cole back on the bed and spreading his legs apart so he was open for all to see. Spence settled in next to him and happily set to lubing him up with mouth, and fingers, and tongue. He alternated between Cole’s gorgeous cock and his tight pink asshole, pressing his tongue deep inside as he continually stroked his lover’s shaft. This particular part of the performance went over especially well with the audience, so Spence shifted from blowjob to rimjob and back again. He put on a most enthusiastic show until Cole’s most secret hole was slippery with saliva and ready.

"Just say when," Spence teased with a smile. "I know everyone's dying to see me fuck you."

 

[4degrees]

“Just say when”, his breathy words tickled my ear and more. Oh yes I’m ready. Spence had me squirming under his tongue lashing..I was so excited by being watched by so many hungry eyes, as well. I glanced at the faces seated before the bed-stage, and I noticed a man standing awfully close.

It seemed rude of him to be standing in front of the stage like that, but I wasn’t feeling much need to see what he was all about- Spence was guiding me into doggie position and he noticed the man, too.

Spence smacked my ass lightly and in shushed voice he said,“Look at that…”

This man’s hand was extended, and he began raining 50 dollar bills along the edge of the stage. Were we suppose to pick it up? A ‘What the Hell’ was said between the two of us and the man just kept dropping more bills.

Maybe he wanted some kind of weird show? Maybe he was a regular, the people in the crowd weren’t protesting but he wasn’t blocking any important parts, either. We were elevated on the bed and I wondered if we should find out.

Then I felt the hot head of Spencer’s hard on, pushing at my slippery ass. I was surprised he hasn’t jumped off me momentarily to grab up the crisp bills, but nope, my wanting body commanded his attention, just the way I loved it.

“Ooh, fucking pound me, baby!”

My words were louder than I intended but the viewers loved that. I could hear sex sounds and murmurs and

 

[RSThomas42]

The last thing Spence had expected was for someone to make it rain on them, but more power to the guy if they were THAT much fun to look at. And it just made him more determined than ever to put on a show to remember.

With his hands stroking Cole’s muscular ass so beautifully presented to him and dipping between his legs to give his cock and balls some attention, Spence took a moment to get himself lubed up as well. Then he positioned himself with the head of his cock pushing against Cole’s secret opening. Carefully, he began to press in almost teasingly slowly. He gave Cole his first inch, running his hands all across his broad back, and then another and another. He knew Cole’s body well and quickly found his g-spot, reaching around Cole's hips to lovingly stroke his cock.

In this slow and tender way, Spence pressed into Cole up to the hilt with a great sigh of pleasure. Then he withdrew slightly and began to thrust, momentarily forgetting about their rapt audience and losing himself in the delicious act of fucking Cole. The motion of his hands never paused as he lovingly masturbated Cole with one hand and caressed his masculine chest and back with the other. He gradually increased the rhythm of his thrusts, angling himself so Cole's prostate got maximum stimulation, his hips meeting his lover's buttocks with a soft slapping sound.

 

[4degrees]

Oh, fuck this was getting so intense. All my senses were flooded, I didn’t need any Molly out there tonight-the performance we were giving was intoxicating enough.

I was not able to hold back, between his hard dick sawing in and out of me, and his big hand wrapped around me.. I ejaculated with force onto the bed under us and onto Spence’s fingers. My eyes were on the man again, at the edge of the stage,

Unable to collect myself during this orgasmic pounding, I couldn’t quite perceive any signals. Spence’s groin bucked against my ass and he was going in so deep. I didn’t think he’d last much longer. This was some of the best fucking we’d had together in a while, crowd or not.

The man had another guy by the hand, he’d pulled from the seat at the table beside him. He was bare from the waist down, and hard. With the help of rich man, the half naked man stepped up on a chair, then right up into our personal fuckspace.

It happened quickly enough that it didn’t register right away, until he was in front of us with his lips and cock both drooling.

 

[RSThomas42]

Well, that was deeply unexpected. Spence was surprised as normally the audience was spectators only. However, apparently this guy had a lot of money to throw around and was looking to turn their duo into a menage a trois. Spence cast his eyes out toward their audience who were watching with bated breath to see what they would do. He had never done anything with this new guy before, and tended to be quite selective with his partners. But at Daddy Warbucks’ urging, the guy got into position to offer his cock to Cole’s mouth.

 

[4degrees]

Maybe I expected someone from behind the scenes to come grab the guy from the stage, but that didn't happen. I imagined what Spence's eyes were doing, behind me as the stiff meat was presented to me. I felt Spence's hands tighten around my waist as he pulled me to meet his slowed strokes, and then I heard in my ear, "Go ahead, if you want to"

I didn't feel like I really had the chance to mull it over. I noticed some other audience members beginning to produce green bills as well. So, I wrapped my lips around this stranger's cock and locked my mouth onto him, sucking and rolling up and down his shaft. Spence tensed up-I felt it easily. I wiggled my ass a little, and his attention was back to my ass, taking long deep strokes in and out.

I'd never been skewered before, and the stranger's pelvis was bucking against my face now in unison with Spence's fucking. Right then, I was feeling like a total fuck toy. The stranger's 'keeper', or whomever the money guy was, had his face up close watching as my spit dripped from the balls bumping my chin. His dick was veiny and fat. Every couple of strokes, I tasted salty precum oozing from his cock. My own dick had deflated, after the powerful load I had shot just a minute before. But if all they wanted to use was my mouth, then no problem.

Rich man made a motion and I looked as he opened his coat, revealing the tented fly of his slacks. Then he motioned, at Spence, to dismount me. I didn't think he'd go for that, but I was wrong. His one hand extended and he held a stack of bills and let them drop out of his clutch and float down to the stage. With his other hand, he squeezed the bulge he boasted, then undid his fly.

He patted the edge of the bed motioning for Spence to join me there. The man stepped up onto the chair just as the first man did, and put his now exposed cock right in Spence's face. I had stopped sliding up and down with my mouth as I watched Spence open his sexy lips and let this complete stranger shove his dick in there. Rich man reached over to me, and pushed my face down to resume my sucking. It had to be quite a sight, Spence and I kneeling on the edge of this big bed, sucking at two cocks side by side like a couple of hungry pigs. I watched him from the corner of my eye as he fellated the rich man so expertly. Damn, he was so good. I felt myself begin to stiffen again, watching my love suck cock like a whore.

 

[RSThomas42]

So far everything was going perfectly according to plan, and Spence smiled to himself as he serviced the rich man side by side with Cole who was greedily sucking the cock in his own mouth. The lust was practically pouring off of him in a wave of raw, sexual energy that to Spence was better than the finest wine, and it was only going to get better and more potent from here. Their performance was beginning to inspire the audience to go beyond the normal confines of behavior in the Jack and Jill room.

All throughout the room, more and more clothes were coming off. Down in front, Robin had moved from masturbation to enthusiastically sucking each of her playmate’s cocks in turn as the other lapped at her pussy like a starving man. A young man that Spence recognized had taken his pants off and bent over his chair, so his neighbor could finger and lick at his ass. Someone particularly brave came right up on the stage to get lovingly fucked by his boyfriend right next to where Spence sat.

To Spence’s eyes, the lust he inspired was like a kaleidoscope of color that permeated the room and painted the clubgoers with a rainbow comprised of colors the ordinary man couldn’t see. He returned his attention to Cole, lovingly sucking him until he grew hard again in Spence’s mouth, and encouraged the rich man to get his ass lubed up for him. “I promised you could top me tonight,” he whispered to Cole, kissing him long and deeply as all around them the partygoers attended to each other with increasing fervor.

It was amazing what a little magic and a sophisticated aphrodisiac could accomplish. Giving Cole one last kiss, Spence laid back on the bed, spreading his legs and presenting himself to his lover to be penetrated. Spence only wished he could doff this ridiculous human disguise and go truly naked, but of course he could not.

 

[4degrees]

I watched in some kind of half-shock, as the room became a veritable slithering of limbs and filling of orifices. I wasn't aware that this group of spectators were anything...special. Not like us anyway. I pulled away from the men wanting serviced and poised myself above my hot lover. I hadn't counted on giving more of a show than this, but the heat of it all was beginning to get to me. I could feel my hackles tickling and my nose twitching.

"You ready?" I mouthed at Spence just as I began sliding into his tight hole. It didn't honestly matter, because I was going in...Slowly I sunk into his body, and when our noses touched, he let out a soft groan. I whispered, "I know, you want me to plough you right now... trust me, same. But check out these, partiers. Should we worry?"

Spence opened his eyes and peered around me as his legs hugged my waist.

"I don't know. Just keep at me, but don't let it go to your head."

He didn't mean me pitching, either. I don't know why this hadn't been a thing earlier, like, of course I'm going to begin growling and salivating. So maybe Spence knew something that I didn't. As all my inches were wrapped in his hot flesh, I could feel the bubbling that begins at the base of my spine. I looked away and into the audience. The two had left the stage and were currently hissing and biting at each other's now-naked bodies. The submissive subject was submissive no longer, and I saw as he drew back his arm and sliced across the formerly Dom man's abdomen. Right away the slashes turned dark and dripped a thick fluid. I could smell it, and I knew were were among the unhuman. But not among friends.

"They don't know it's us", Spence said quietly as I leaned my chin into his shoulder. "Keep it that way."

I focused on grinding against his upturned ass and stifled my grunts. He was so delicious... made just for me. I fit inside him like a key. He began panting as I pumped myself in and out, riding him like stallion. I saw a long tentacle extend from the sleeve of a jacket, and make its way onto the edge of the stage, and then waited there for its friends.