Date: Thu, 6 Nov 2014 23:39:27 -0800 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: Penis: a love story. A Day in the Life-2 My Night at the SuckitUp bar. I made my first visit to the `anything goes' district hoping to pursue some of the pleasures offered by the SuckitUp bar. So many pretty boys and `girls', so much on display, so much inflamed eroticsm. `Are you tasting or just here for the aroma?'. My interrogator upon my entry to the bar was so boyish I could hardly believe he was out of grade school much less fulfilling the minimum age requirement. `Just looking around' I responded numbly. Just than a very well proportioned girl joined us. Small, petite and achingly pretty, she put her around the boy's shoulder and whispered into his ear. Lanny (the boys name) took me by one hand and Sindy (the girls name) took me by the other and led me to one of several alcoves scattered around the edges of the bar floor. Some of the alcoves were occupied by various individuals whose activities were being witnessed by several men standing just outside of the alcoves. Mostly naked, fondling their penises while they watched. And a few very pretty girls, scantily dressed and hugging each other while they giggled at the scenes taking place in the alcoves. Lanny and Sindy led me to one of the few vacant alcoves. I wasn't sure what was going to happen but anticipated something pretty extraordinary. But fear and inhibition distracted me from the erotic possibilities. `Shouldn't we close the curtains?'. `Well, most of us prefer to share the fun with an audience, honey' Sindy cooed. `If it becomes too embarassing for you, we'll close up. But I think you'll love to have them watching after you get comfortable. Don't you think its fun to see cute boys playing with themselves?'. As a matter of fact, I've loved to watch boys masturbating ever since I was a very young nubile morsel, so effiminate at an early age as to be almost invariably mistaken for a girl. My lovers placed me between themselves on the luxuriant couch under soft light from an art deco Japenese style lamp next to the couch. Lanny unbottoned my shirt most of the way and slid his hand under the fabric. His dextrous fingers began a soft exploration of my chest, occasionally stopping to tease my erecting nipples. I moaned. Sindy, meanwhile, had been slowly unbottoning my pants and I squirmed in embarrassment at the thought that I was wearing nothing underneath. Within seconds, as Lanny's tongue began tracing an arc around my lips, Sindy popped the last button on my pants open and began pulling my penis out of its camouphlage. `OUCH'. My erection got caught just under the fabric below the lowest button. My penis head, flared with lust, did not go gentle into that good light. But another tug by the radient Sindy released the no longer shy member from it's final confinement. It bobbed eagerly like a dog's nose sniffing for prey. I heard a murmur from a few voices outside the curtain which Sindy had left flirtingly open. Through the dim light it appeared that a naked man was being masturbated by a woman draped over his back, an arm around his chest, her cheek resting against his. They seemed to be gazing intently at our little scene on the couch and, as Sindy predicted, their attention felt to me as a welcome,though somewhat intimidating, addition to our melange of misbehaviour. As Lanny's tongue began a leisurely roulette spin inside my mouth, Sindy began teasing my cock with one of her hands. With the other hand, she guided my hand up her silky thigh, now bare and shimmering in the light, finally leading my hand to its ulitimate destination. It should have been no surprise to me that the sheer fabric barely covering her intimate parts swelled insistently beneath my hand in the familiar conteurs of that most provocative of masculine appendages. `God! I love the feel of that' I whispered to Sindy, reluctanly pulling my mouth away from Lanny's insistant tongue. As Lanny's moist, warm breath breezed against my cheek, Sindy gazed into my eyes and made slight rotating moves in her pelvis as my fingers explored the full definition of her sexual organs. `Do like to touch her?' Lanny asked. `Do you want to touch me too?'. My penis quivered at the thought of sexually fondling two such radient creatures. As Lanny leaned in front of me to kiss Sindy, I began to unzip his pants, no mean feat as they seemed to be almost a second skin. I hadnt noticed that he was wearing pants of a sheer, somewht glossy fabric which completely articulated and defined the beauty of his sexual extremities. His aroused member had hardened to the point that I could not move the zipper more than a few inches. My mouth watered with expectation, stirred by the sight of Lanny's and Sindy's kissing and the anticipation of yet another sex organ waiting to be freed for public viewing. `Umm, Lanny. I don't think I can unzip you. You're, ah, too big down there'. The sideways ridge of flesh pushing out his pants made my point. Lanny and Sindy laughed at my feeble efforts to free his cock from confinement. `Lanny, sweetheart. Don't make Dicky work for it' Sindy remonstrated. Lanny stood up. 'Well, guess I'll have to do it myself then'. Lanny and Sindy flirted with each other as he, not without difficulty, slowly lowered his zipper. Then, finally, the penis emerged, waving from side to side as Lanny pulled the zipper and pants down to under his balls. `Free at last' I thought to myself and stared transfixed at the beautiful display of Lanny's not so boyishly sized sexual organ. `What do we do now?' I asked no one in particular. Sindy stared at me increduously. She chucked a tight fist under Lanny's bobbing member, pushing it in my direction. `Well honey. It looks like there are two items on the memu.' After artfully shucking her blouse and skirt Sindy stood up next to Lanny, letting her cock nudge his in a flirting sort of way. As other bar patrons crowded into the alcove, Lanny and Cindy curved their bodies into proximity of my mouth. I was somewhat furiously and pathetically licking my lips nervously anticipating one penis followed shortly by another moving into my gaping mouth. I hesitated. `Get to it, man!' someone in the croud shouted. And so I did. Two cock sucking geometrically enhances erotic intensity. I love to think that those two succulent entities are making love to each other in my mouth. I have learned to orally manipulate the swollen knobs to ensure a maximum sliding back and forth against each other between my tongue and cheeks with an occassional nibble with my teeth. Based on previous compliments received regarding my sucking apptitude, I could probably make a substantial income from my endeavors but the pleasure I get orally and visually from the activity suffices for pro bono purposes. I looked up at my pretty boy and girl. Their faces were flushed, their tongues licking their lips, sweet moanings coming from their mouths. I became aware that other penises were entering the arena of possiblity. I reached out and began fondling one of them. A pretty girl was already playing with the penis. `Do you like my cock?' she asked, refering possessively to the organ of the boy who was the putative owner of said appendage. I nodded affirmatively. She began rubbing it on my check. I maneuvered the penises in my mouth so one or both could be pressing out against the area of my cheek being externally carressed by the cock in the girl`s hand. `I love a man with a penis in his mouth' she whispered in my ear. The tickle of her breath in my ear was a new erotic sensation. `And I totally adore a boy with two cocks in his mouth. Do you want me to adore you or are you just boy crazy?'. I mumbled something incoherently. I have never been successful at carrying on a conversation with a penis in my mouth, much less two. In the next 15 minutes, my face became covered with cum. At least four cocks unloaded on me in that time and as the last one was downloading his not so virgin sperm I felt my own dick exploding it's reservoir of pent up spume. I had no idea whose mouth was working me at the time but it hardly mattered. I felt totally depleted. But I also knew that the evening was still young, that my body would quickly restore it's cuminary resources and that during that time I would be witnessing some amazing sexual contrivances by the others in the SuckitUp bar. So many pretty boys and `girls`, so many dicks waiting to be molested and worshiped and so much native perversity in my desires for new sexual adventure.