Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2010 17:30:37 -0500
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sorted Out at the Fun House

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Sorted Out at the Fun House


I was visiting my favorite city and wanted to spend a night at a very
different playground. All I knew was that an adult website had said it
was great fun. I had the address and got there early on a Monday evening;
it wasn?t long before I realized that this was a different kind of place.
The parking lot was divided between rows for up to an hour that were free
and rows for one to six hours at $5 an hour. I thought it strange but
what the hell and went to get a long term ticket. The big red brick
warehouse loomed large at the end of the lot with the only sign reading
?entrances? in the plural. Once inside I encountered a line leading to two
different counters. On the left the counter sign read simply ?cocks? while
the right read ?cocksuckers.? Geez, this was embarrassing, I had to openly
acknowledge what I wanted just by standing in one or the other line. I
was sure that I was blushing as I shuffled forward finally to the
counter.

?You know you?re in the cocksucker line don?t you? he asked looking directly at
me? I mumbled a yes as he told me to speak up. I was fast becoming more
and more embarrassed. ?What do you want, just the cocksucker room or the
works, the room is $40 and the works runs $65??

By now I was reduced to a stammer that the rude attendant took as assent
to the works asking me for the $65. I needed to get away from this
smirking, in your face young guy and pushed the money under the window.
The door clicked and I started towards it just as he shouted, ?stop, put
this wrist band on? and he pushed a bright pink rubber band to me. I was
actually trembling as I locked it on to the chorus of smirks from the
rest of the line.

I was finally inside a large, dimly lit room seemingly full of guys. I
couldn?t make out anything until my eyes adjusted so I just stood there
until I felt a hand on my shoulder. ?Isee your new here, I?ll show you
around. You?ve already gotten through the tough part in the sorting
entrance. Believe it or not that challenging system kinda frees you up to
admit what you are and once your through it just enjoy yourself.? He was
right, my heartbeat was finally returning to normal.

?It?s really a funhouse for cocksuckers; the guys in the cock line only pay
$5 so there are always a bunch wanting a cheap blowjob. The cock guys can
just walk up to a hole and get their cock sucked. Unlike a small glory
hole these openings in the wall are large enough for you to stick your
head thru and lick his balls while he pats your head. At the holes over
there you?re standing up while he stands on the elevated side with his
crotch at your mouth level. The elevation changes here so you have to be
on your knees; I personally think a cocksucker should always kneel before
a man but it?s your choice.?

I could see a little better now and boy it was busy with only a few holes
empty of cock and suck boys happily slurping down cock. The wet slurping
noise of cocks being serviced filled the room.

?Isee you?ve got a pink, works band. I want to get back to my hole but you
should know that that corridor on the right will lead you to an area
where there are men needing their ass sucked and piss play. The lockers
are over there I?ve got to go, it looks like a very busy night. From six to
ten is when it?s busiest as the married guys sneak out for service, have
fun.?

I quickly stripped to my shorts noting that that seemed to be the uniform
and locked up. I wandered over to the wall just as a guy was pulling his
cock out of his pants. I stuck my head through and he stuffed his cock
into my mouth. It was only about five inches but had a big, thick cock
head. I began a nice, slow suck easily able to swallow his cock to the
balls. I was at it a while when I sensed him tensing. He grabbed my head
and held me ridged as he spurted cum into my mouth. That old, familiar
taste, salty, sticky and thick warmed my mouth as I swallowed his load? I
was rewarded with a gentle pat on the cheek as he commented, ?Good
cocksucker.? This was my kind of place.

I went over to the kneeling room, it was set up different. The guys
entering on the ?cock? side would just sit down in one of the lounge chairs
all in a row and pull down their pants spreading their legs. The
cocksuckers just knelt and waited in front of a chair. I found out later
that there was a lot of competition and the best cocksuckers often had a
line waiting for service.

I knelt before a guy in his forties, bald with a little paunch but a very
nice thick cock about six inches long. As I leaned in to take his cock he
grabbed my mouth sticking his fingers in and pulling me towards him. ?Suck
boy, I want a nice blow job with a lot of tongue on my balls. When I cum
I want you to slow it down and just let it flow into your mouth. When I?m
done swallow and lick me clean. If you do a good job I?ll fill your faggot
mouth with nice, warm ball juice.? He then pushed my lips onto his cock. He
was a very involved guy using his hands to direct my tongue to his ball
sack then lightly slapping my cheek when he wanted my mouth on his cock.
It was a while but finally he told me to look at his eyes. As soon as we
made eye contact he started to cum, my second load of the night. Just as
he had instructed I swallowed in one gulp and began licking his crotch
clean. As I was slurping around another guy came up and said, ?Hey, Jim,
how?s the service?? ?Not too bad Mike, how did you do??

?Just Ok Jim, he was a new cocksucker and needed a little adjustment to
keep him concentrated on my cock. A few slaps and he forgot everything
but my cock in his mouth. I actually think he was surprised when I filled
his mouth with my jism. I confess it was kinda fun breaking him in.? I
finally had my man, Jim?s crotch as clean as if he stepped out of a shower.
Another pat on the head and he left me.

I had to admit that ?Jim?s? forceful style appealed to me as I decided to
explore a little down the dark corridor. The first room was the toilet
room and boy was I surprised. There was a full wall with four short
comfortable, padded stools arranged in front of holes in the wall just
large enough for a man?s head to go through. Three of the stools had
cocksuckers on them with their heads into the holes. I sat down, stuck my
head through and was looking at a large mirrored wall. Yikes, my head was
in a vinyl urinal on the walls other side. I could see there were guys at
two of the other urinals peeing into a cocksucker?s mouth. In the other
empty stall the cocksucker had his mouth open and his tongue out as a guy
walked in and sauntered over. I watched as he laid his cock on the eager
tongue and pissed.

I sensed someone coming to my hole and thought quickly of getting the
hell out of there but decided that I was committed and didn?t want to
disappoint. He fished out a soft, cut cock about 3 inches and soft and
simply laid it on my tongue then pulled back saying ?I?ve never done this
before, am I supposed to just pee or go slow in spurts.? I looked at him
and told him I was also new and would be relieved if he just spurted so I
could get used to it. He put it on my tongue and almost instantly let out
a short spurt of piss. It wasn?t really unpleasant, just a very different
taste. In any event the shear humiliation of being a man?s urinal got me so
hot that I was in a kind of trance. He spurted more piss but then became
hard and the piss stopped. I suckled on his prick and he very quickly
dropped his load in my warm, pissy mouth. He had to be even newer at this
than I was. When I got up there was a line-up waiting for my stool.

I went back to the ?kneeling room? and waited in front of a lounge. In a few
minutes there were two guys there, the older dropped his pants, sat down
and spread his legs. I started to move in but he held my head and told me
what was up. ?This is my son and I want to show him how to use a
cocksucker. You?ll blow me first so he can see how it goes then him.
Actually I think we?ll take you into the around the world room for his
first suck, Ok boy?? I nodded and he pulled me into his hairy crotch. I
licked and sucked as he lightly slapped me directing my efforts to what
pleased him. I could hear him telling the boy that some guys were just
cocksuckers that you could use like girls to suck you off and lick your
ass. He began face fucking by grabbing my head telling me to keep my
hands behind my back while he pulled my head in and out going deeper each
time until he punched through into my throat. ?You see Son, keep slowly
going forward a little at a time until your all in. the cocksucker will
gag and choke but that?s all right; it?s what they were born to do, just part
of the service.? On that note Dad came in my mouth just as I was gasping
around the cock buried in my gullet. Some of his cum filled my mouth but
as I gasped for air a lot of it went up my nose. I coughed and actually
was crying as I tried to catch my breath but in a very strange way I was
pleased with pleasing the guy who was showing his son the ropes. I heard
him explaining, ?Look at his face son, this is a win-win thing. Sissy?s like
him get off on this treatment.? As my breath came back to normal I agreed
with him by leaning forward and licking his cockhead clean. ?See Son, what
I told you.?

I met them in the ?ass? room; it was to be the first for both of us. There
was a number of stirrup like lounge chairs with little wells so the
cocksucker could actually get in and stand up as he licked his man?s
crotch. I had to admire the great ingenuity the owners of this place had
used in the design.

?Strip down Son, I?ll show you the ropes. Ah, that?s good, you can lay down in
the lounge but I prefer to show my cocksucker just what his place is.
Just turn around and I?ll have the faggot take care of you in the classic
way to start.? The boy turned and as instructed by Dad I knelt in back of
him and gently licked his ass globes before I spread his cheeks and began
to lick up and down his ass-crack.

It really wasn?t an effective way to service a boy?s ass because no matter
how hard you tried you couldn?t get your tongue all the way in but it did
furnish maximum humiliation. Both of us were quickly hotter than hell,
the boy being serviced and me with the erotic shame of it washing over
me.

When he moved to the lounge his legs were spread as wide as possible and
my tongue traveled from cock to asshole as my saliva flowed out of my
open mouth and my tongue experienced the musky tastes of balls and ass.
The young subject of my service soon grabbed my head and forced his cock
into my mouth just as his cum erupted from his cockhead. I gulped it
down, licked him clean then thanked them both for letting me service
them.

I was exhausted but certain to return and go to the cocksucker?s side for
sure.