Date: Wed, 01 Jan 2003 17:32:42 -0500
From: married bimale <mwmottawa@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blackout Party

It was 1987 and at 36 I was between marriages and my mind once again began
to think of cock in a big way. Having a child at home I did not however
think it was appropriate to bring a man home and was not sure what
arrangements I could make so I jerked off a lot hoping that something would
show up.

One day while reading the men seeking men personals in the newspaper I
noticed that a club in town was holding a blackout party in a weeks time. I
don't know why this interested me as I had no idea what it meant but
curiosity got me to phone the club and ask.

Simply this was a club in which men could go, pay for a locker, be given a
small flashlight and towel and then enter the club proper where no lights
would be on. Other than music nothing else was provided and no rules would
apply. As the week went by I argued back and forth over the event. I liked
the thought of going but was afraid of being seen entering or leaving a gay
club or worse, meeting someone I knew inside.  I finally decided that the
threat to my career and 12 year old daughter was too much and I would stay
home.

Saturday rolled around and I spent the day nervous and on edge, dreaming of
what could have been. At nine as my daughter headed for bed I could not
help but think that the blackout was now starting. By eleven I was pacing
the floors wondering and finally decided that I could at least drive down
to see where the club was. Twenty minutes later I was driving a small
Ottawa street in front of the club. The first thing that hit me was how
quiet and dark it was. Certainly no one would recognize me at this time,
why not just walk by the club and check the entrance.

Well I must have walked up and down that street a dozen times before
getting the courage to open the door. A dimly light room greeted me as I
stepped in and a young man wrapped in a towel asked if I would like a
locker for the evening. Saying yes and handing him twenty dollars I was
given my penlight, a large towel and directions to the shower/locker room.

The locker room was also dimly light and that helped me to relax a little
although I raced to strip down and get into the dark clubroom out of
fear. I could hear the showers running and men speaking and moaning as I
went by and found my locker. As I stripped down I was a little amused to
find a small tube of lube and some condoms on my locker shelve.  Not having
pockets how did they think I was going to carry this with me? As I turned
to head for the clubroom I stopped long enough to squeeze the lube into my
fingers and apply it.

I had expected that by opening the door the light behind me would at least
give me a sense of the room as I walked in but instead I entered a small
screened area as the door closed behind me. Pushing the curtain aside I
could see nothing ahead of me but did notice a small red light on the wall
directing men back to the entrance.  Entering the room by feel alone was a
little daunting and exciting. Hand out before me I stepped off and
immediately bumped into my first body. Saying excuse me I stepped back only
to bump into another man. His hand brushed across my toweled ass and then
as I turned slid over my cock and balls causing and instant hardon. I
reached out in turn to find a hard cock and big balls in my hand but no
towel. After stroking me for a few moments he removed my towel and told me
to keep it on my shoulders. His only other words were top or bottom. When I
said bottom he stepped away from me into the dark.  The next number of
minutes I wandered around feeling dozens of cocks and being felt in
return. Although not the biggest cock in the world my 8" cut cock seemed to
be well appreciated and I certainly loved the feel of so much hard meat of
different lengths and thicknesses.  A few of the men would take my cock in
their mouth for a few seconds before moving on and I was more than happy to
reciprocate but I was hoping for a lot more, as every one seemed to be
moving around sampling but not settling for more than a minute or two.

I had finally moved around to the opposite side of the room based on the
position of the red light. Those few times that penlights were turned on
seemed to be limited to getting a quick view of cock. Stepping around a
table and getting a nice 7" cock in my hand the man flashed his light at my
cock and then my hand. I flashed mine in return and noticed his wedding
ring. As I bent to taste his cock he asked if I was bi or gay.  Divorced
and thought it was a good time to try this was all I said as I continued to
suck his cock.  Pulling me from his cock he took my arm and led me into the
back corner telling me he was with a friend and had a table.

At the table another quick flash of light revealed a very thick 6" cut cock
on another married man. Without another word I again bent to taste the
cocks of my two new friends, running my tongue over the two cocks in front
of me and stroking them in each hand. I knew that it was well after
midnight now and that the club closed down at 1:00 so I dropped to my knees
and took the head of the fat 6" cock in my mouth and slid my lips down the
shaft of his cock taking as much of it as I could. The feel of that fat
cock head sliding across my lips and along my tongue was incredible. The
thick vein was beating against my lips, his cock pulsing in my mouth along
with his heart. A hand slid down my back and across my ass as I sucked his
friends cock. Fingers probed my ass slowly finger fucking me, moving along
with the cock in my mouth.

I broke contact long enough to get to my feet and moved my friend with the
fat cock over to the edge of the table. Then reaching over for the 7" cock
at my side I moved him behind me. Placing my hands wide on the table and
spreading my legs I bent and opened my mouth around 6" of fat cock
again. Hands on my head started slowly moving my lips up and down his fat
cock while his friend rubbed the head of his cock along my ass. I was
pulled forward hard, swallowing as much cock as I could, when I felt a cock
head slide into my ass. In one steady motion he feed his 7" cock into my
ass until he was buried deep into me while I groaned around the cock in my
mouth. Once into me he dropped his hands to my hips and pulled me even
tighter down on his cock and sliding most of his friends cock from my
mouth.

Standing, bent over between them, they slowly rocked me back and forth,
cocks sliding in and out of my mouth and ass. Neither was in a hurry to
blow his load and seemed to settle into a comfortable rhythm allowing me to
enjoy the full effect of the cocks taking me. Hands gripping my hips
pulling me slowly back onto the cock in my ass, pushing deep into me; then
pushing away, hands on my head pulling me forward, driving that fat cock
into my mouth, both men silently fucking me. A few times lights would wash
over us as other men paused to watch, stroking themselves. After about 10
minutes the man in my mouth said he was getting close and the other said
hold on a minute. With that He held my hips steady as he started fucking my
ass faster and harder.

I kept licking the head of the fat cock in my mouth as the other cock
started slamming into me. I could feel the full 7" cock sliding into me
hard, his hips slapping into my ass, using me. When he yelled I'm ready his
partner made a few short hard strokes of his own in my mouth. I could feel
his fat cock swell even bigger in my mouth, forcing my lips to stretch
around it and then the first big spasm and the taste of his cum pouring
into my mouth. The cock in my ass started pulsing hard, shooting cream deep
into me, filling me as I pushed hard into him, squeezing my ass and milking
his cock.

After about 5 minutes the two men pulled soft cocks from my mouth and
ass. I thanked them for a memorable time and grabbing my light and towel
from the table staggered back to the locker area. I thought about a shower
but at the same time loved the taste of cum in my mouth and the feel of cum
dripping from my ass. Dressing quickly I returned my lock, light and towel
as I left.

Driving home with the feeling of cum in my ass and the taste of cum on my
lips was I dreamed about a return visit. By the time I did go back the club
was closed and I have not found any blackout nights advertised in Ottawa
since.

MWMottawa@hotmail.com