Ken took off the clamps and covered my nipples in petroleum jelly so the wax wouldn’t stick. “Yeah.” My eyes finally got used to the dark surroundings and I counted ten men.”Nice,” a different voice said, “this one don’t look all tweeked out like that last one.””Must be why it’s twenty instead of ten,” said a man with a Middle Eastern accent.A man by the picnic table patted the tabletop, “Get on up, we all got places to be.”I felt a tug on the back of my thong, “This one has pretty panties too.” He grabbed my package, that had mostly retreated from the night air. Gay sex I’ll see you later this evening.”I followed Mike out of the club into the cold night air and over to old van with no windows. More gravelly tones escaped him as hairy balls pressed into my nose, filling me with the strong smell of soap and an undertone of piss. For all his troubles, I nuzzled his groined with my nose and looked up to see him give me a big grin before ripping off one of his strips.My legs were bought by the local leather group.
