I was glad I had experienced that, but it wasn't something I ever wanted to repeat! I was happy just jerkin' and having guys watch me.
And to that end, Rex put together this amazing scene that blew my mind. He took me to this alley downtown on the weekend. There was a group of about 10 - 15 guys there. Rex introduced me, and pulled out a towel. He spread it on the ground in front of the guys.
He motioned to me, and I stripped and piled my clothes on one side of the alley. I was instantly hard, being naked in front of all these clothed guys. They stood around and watched, some with their arms crossed in front of themselves, hands in the pockets, or just kind of resting their weight, all watching to see what I was going to do next.
I sat down on the towel and then laid back. I began to give them a show. It was amazing to be surrounded by these guys, and still hear the street traffic at the opening of the alley about 20 feet away.
There were a couple of gasps and some lower murmurs from the guys, as I put on a show. I played with my balls and my hole for them. I squeezed my dick, and stroked it with both hands. I used the death grip, and the barely touching strokes.
I tend to grip with my fist with my left hand, and use my fingers with my right hand. It was all good, and the thought and sight of these guys standing around watching me was blowing my mind!
Rex was unobtrusively taking pictures and video of the whole thing. I made it last as long as possible, showing off my abs and chest, as I worked on my dick. I would tighten and relax my abs, so that it almost looked like the stroke started at the top of my abs and ended on the down stroke on my dick.
I would look at the guys’ faces to gauge their reactions, and it was so hot being naked in front of all these guys with clothes on. Some of them even had a look of disdain, as they watched me, as if they couldn't believe a guy would do this.
Others would lick their lips, as they intently watched the show. A couple would lower their eyes when we made eye contact, as if they were ashamed to be watching me and enjoying it so much.
I saw guys adjusting their crotches, as I worked away. I started to really finger fuck my hole, and got even more turned on, as I watched their expressions change. Lust was on many of the faces.
After 15 - 20 minutes of this, I couldn't hold off any longer. I had gotten close several times, but this one was approaching fast, and I felt a huge build up of intense pleasure, as I brought myself closer and closer to the moment.
When I shot, it flew over my shoulder, and then began to hit my face. I opened my mouth and caught some. Fuck! This was so intense! I pumped shot after shot out of my engorged dick.
It took me a bit to get my eyes to focus and look at the guys around me. The expressions ranged from disbelief that a guy would do this here, and this way, to positively lustful.
I licked the cum off of my fingers, and stretched my legs that I had tensed up during the orgasm. I lay there regaining my normal breathing. As if by some prearranged sign, the guys started drifting away, leaving me lying there naked in the opening of the alley.
I sat up and looked out to the street. People were walking by, and for the most part, not looking into the alley. As I stood to get dressed, a man stopped and stared at me. "Come on in," I said, as I picked up my shorts.
He turned and scampered away. I got dressed, and Rex was putting away the camera. "That was so fucking amazing!" I told Rex, as I zipped up my shorts. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"And the images and video should be amazing as well. It was so hot watching you do that, here in this public place. Fuck!"
Back at his house, we reviewed the pics and vids, and I got hard just watching it all again. Rex did this amazing movie, from the pics and vids on his Mac, and added music. It was some piece from the movie “Clockwork Orange.”
When Ed saw the movie, he was turned on, and jealous. He wanted to do something like that.
"Do you think you could gather up another group of guys? A different group would be best, but if not, then the same group would work. Then we could set it up where you and I," he pointed to me, "could do a joint performance for them."
I laughed, "Sort of like Fight Club, but we could call it 'Fuck Club!’" Ed got all excited, and soon I was just as turned on at the idea as he was.
"I have another idea along similar lines. I saw a picture of this online. There is a guy lying on the ground stroking, and he is surrounded by a bunch of guys, who are all pissing on him. The guy on the ground is getting off on being pissed on, and all the guys are getting to participate. And the fact that he is naked, and all the rest are dressed, with their dicks hanging out, is so hot!" He turned and looked at me. "What do you think?"
"I haven't done much with piss; I don't know." I smiled and added, "We could let you do it first, and then I can see how you enjoy it, and how it goes down. Then maybe I could give it a go!"
He laughed, slapped me on the back, and said, "Deal!"
Rex said, "You guys are really hot! You come up with great ideas." He thought for a moment and said, "You know, we could make a mint selling this shit online."
I thought for a moment, and then said, "No, I don't want to do that. I just like getting guys turned on. So if they get turned on watching the views, then that's what I want." I thought for a moment and said, "I guess that's what I need."
Rex had set up a web cam once, and had me do a show online, on a site called ‘Lifeout.’ But while I liked showing off and reading their comments, it wasn't the same as watching a guy's reactions. I needed the feedback. Maybe a two-way cam session would work, so I could see the guy's reaction, but one way just didn't do it for me.
While we were waiting for Rex to get the photo shoot of Ed and me set up, we found another idea for a shoot. Rex had said it would take him several days to get a group of guys and a spot lined up.
So the next evening, late, Ed, Rex, and I headed out to a laundromat on the other side of town. When we got there, there was one guy in there doing his laundry. He looked to be about 30, and a construction worker, judging by the clothes he was wearing.
Ed and I went over to a washing machine. We dumped all of our clothes in the machine, and then proceeded to pull off our t-shirts and gym shorts that we were wearing, leaving ourselves completely naked.
Rex started the washer. We now had no clothes to wear until the wash was done and the clothes dried. We walked to the back of the place, checking out all the dryers. They were all empty.
The guy had just taken his clothes out of the washing machine and put them in the dryer. When he finished, he went to sit down, but must have caught sight of us. He rose up and tried to peak over the folding table that was in the way of his line of sight.
We didn't go anyplace, but stayed where we were. He then stood and got a good look at us. He smiled, and then headed our way.
"You two really believe in doing ALL your laundry, don't you?" he smiled, as he appraised us up and down.
Ed walked closer to him. "Do you think we are clean enough? Or do we need to wash as well."
The guy reached out and ran his hand over Ed's chest and stomach. "Yeah, you feel pretty clean." He looked me up and down, and then said, "You guys just going to hang out, literally, until the laundry is done?"
Ed said, "Unless you have something better to do," with a big smile.
"What do you two normally do when you are both naked?" he asked, returning the smile.
"Anything you want us to do," I said, adding my smile to the mix. Rex was off to the side getting everything on the camera.
"Really?" he looked us over again. "So if I asked you to fuck right here in the laundromat, you would?"
"Where do you want us? On the floor, on the table for folding, or on top of one of the washers?" Ed asked, beginning to stroke his cock.
"Seriously?" the guy asked, looking around.
"Yep," I said.
He looked around again, "And I suppose he is recording everything?"
"Right," I said. "Do you mind? Or do you want your face blurred out?"
Laughing, he said, "Depends on what I decide to do!"
He pointed to the washer in front of him. "Why don't you start here. You," he pointed to me, "on your back on top of the washer, and you," pointing to Ed, "can rim him first."
Ed introduced us, and I moved up on the washer. It was cold, but I lay down on my back and raised my legs. Rex was shooting in such a manner that the front door, street, and sidewalk were in the picture. This was going to be hot!
Ed began working on my ass. That was such an amazing feeling, and he did it so well. I was already rock hard when he started, but soon I was beginning to leak.
The guy, who told us his name was Todd, told Ed to mount up. Ed moved in behind me and eased his cock into me. We had both come prepared, having given each other an enema (which Rex recorded) and then lubed each other up, liberally.
So Ed slipped right in and paid particular attention to rubbing that magic spot inside. I moaned. Todd looked around outside and then back to us. Ed used long, deep, slow strokes to pump in and out of my ass.
Todd was squeezing his swelling crotch through his shorts, while Ed worked on my ass. "Now down on the floor. I want him on his stomach while you lay on top of him and really pound his ass." Todd wiped his mouth, after he finished the statement, almost as if he was drooling.
I moved down onto the dirty linoleum of the laundromat, and Ed moved down. He spread my cheeks and slid his dick back in. Now he was pressing on top of me each time he bottomed out.
My dick was leaking profusely, and making a messy puddle under me, as Ed really pounded my ass in fast, short strokes. Ed was grunting and I was moaning.
"Now mount him like a bitch in heat!" Todd said, reaching his hand inside his jeans, and beginning to stroke himself.
"Yeah!" he said. "That's fucking hot!"
"Why don't you feed him your dick, while I finish up back here! He is a great cocksucker!" I didn't know about that. I hadn't done many, but mostly my own.
Todd moved over and pulled his zipper down and brought out an uncut, thick seven-inch dick. He was stroking away, as he moved up to push it into my mouth. The thickness took some getting used to, but I managed to handle it, and gave his cock a good workout with my tongue and mouth.
Ed started really jabbing my ass, making me bounce on Todd's dick. He grabbed my shoulders and rabbit fucked me then, building up the friction in my ass. I knew he was going to make me shoot as well.
"OH FUCK! I"M CUMMING!" Ed yelled, as he rammed deep inside me and began to shoot. That took me through the crashing wave of pleasure, and must have triggered Todd, because he was filling my mouth with his hot spunk.
I released Todd's dick, and lowered my head to the floor to catch my breath, and come back to reality. The washer buzzed then, and we all laughed. "Perfect timing!"
I stood up and had a muddy slimy mess on my stomach. Ed moved the clothes to the dryer, and started it with quarters from Rex. I went to the sink at the back of the place and, using some paper towels and water, cleaned myself up.
Todd had stuffed his dick back into his jeans. "Nice way to do laundry, guys!"
He looked at us and said, "What else can you guys do?"
Ed laughed and pointed to me, "He can blow himself!"
"No fucking way!" Todd said.
"Yep, and I'll show you, as soon as you get me hard again." Todd moved over and took my dick in his hand, and began to roughly stroke it. Not only were his strokes heavy handed, but he had rough calluses on his hands.
He played with my balls with one hand, and manhandled my dick with the other. It didn't take long to get me hard. I kept thinking about being naked in this public place, and having this guy so turned on by it.
Once I was hard, Todd suggested I get up on the folding table; he wanted to see this.
I sat down on the table and then moved myself into position. "Fucking awesome," Todd said, as I began to lick the head of my dick. Ed reached over and stuck two fingers in my sloppy hole. "He really likes it when someone plays with his hole while he is doing this."
Not to be outdone, Todd moved over, and removed Ed's hand. Then he rammed two fingers up my ass very forcefully, with a grimace of his face. "Yeah, take that, you bitch!"
I didn't know where the hostility came from, but he was sure taking it out on my hole. He found my prostate and began pressing on it and rubbing it. And those calluses could really be felt in there!
Soon I was moaning and slurping, and knew it was close. He must have as well, because he twisted his fingers quickly back and forth like a washing machine, driving me crazy!
"Yeah, you like that? You like to take it up the ass, bitch? Come on, show me how much you like it! Cum for me!"
His ranting and ministrations pushed me over the edge, and I began filling my mouth with a load of cum, as I moaned around my dick. Cum was leaking out of the side of my mouth, so Todd knew I was cumming. "Yeah, bitch, cum! Show me how much you love it!"
I swallowed until there was no more, and then took my mouth off of my cock. "Whoa! That's a bit rough!" I said.
Todd shook his head, as if coming out of a dream. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me!" Todd said, lowering his gaze to look at the floor. He moved back to sit in the chair, and buried his face in his hands.
"Dude, it's okay," Ed said, sitting down next to him and patting him on the back. I sat on the other side and told him I was fine, but suddenly, he was bawling, and snot was running from his nose, and he was blubbering. I couldn't understand a word he said, but I grabbed onto his shoulder and held on to him until he stopped.
He wiped his face and nose on the sleeve of his shirt, and got himself under control. "Sorry," he said.
"You want to talk about it," I said.
He sat for a moment, and then nodded his head. He began telling his story through gasps and sobs, and some hesitation to begin with, but then it was like you couldn't turn off the faucet.
"My dad, when I was 11 or 12, and my mom had left, would come home drunk. He would come into my room and wake me up. He told me I needed to make him feel better. I didn't know what he meant.
"He ripped my pajamas off and pinned me to the bed. He forced his dick into my ass and began to fuck me. It hurt like hell, and all the time he would call me his bitch.
"It didn't take him long to cum that time. After that, he told me I was to sleep naked, and my job was to take care of him. The first time he made me blow him, he forced his dick down my throat until I gagged.
"He laughed, and told me I'd get used to it; that all good bitches did. After that, he came home drunk at night and would come into my room and fuck me.
"Then he started a routine of having me blow him every morning, and he would fuck me at least once every night. He told me I couldn't wear clothes when I was home, and I wasn't to have any friends over, unless I wanted them to watch him take care of his bitch.
"High school was terrible. I didn't have any friends, and I had to take care of the house. I did all the dishes, laundry, cooking, and cleaning. I did most of the shopping, except for the booze.
"He said I wasn't old enough. But one night, he took me down to the liquor store and introduced me to Mr. Thomas, the owner. He took me into Mr. Thomas’ office and told me to strip.
I did, and Mr. Thomas fucked me really hard. He was smaller than my dad, but he was almost rougher. Anyway, after that, I could purchase liquor for my dad, as long as I took care of Mr. Thomas now and then.
"My dad started having poker parties. He would laugh and say, 'Poker parties, get it? Every one is going to poke her, my little bitch!" He would pass me around to all his pals.
"I would get in fights at school, and was always in trouble there. So when I turned 17, I ran away from home, and joined the army.
"The army was tough, but not as bad as my dad. At first, I thought I was supposed to be the drill sergeant's bitch boy. It seemed like the normal thing to do.
"Some of the guys found out about it, and I got transferred to a new base when I completed basic. A guy there took me on, and became my mentor.
"He got me work in construction, and when I got out, got me a job here doing construction. And I've been just getting by with Mother Thumb and her four sisters, until you guys came along.
"And then it just all came back in a snap. I wanted you to be my bitch, and let me take out all that pent up frustration on you."
He looked at us. "I am sorry."
"Hey, that's a load you shouldn't have to carry around." I hadn't thought that this kind of thing existed. I naively went along being an exhibitionist, thinking I could never hurt anyone doing this; it's all fun.
Before the clothes were dry, a man and a woman came into the laundromat. They looked at Ed and I naked. The woman smiled, and took a good look at both of us.
The man said, "What are you two? A couple of perverts? Get some clothes on, or I'll call the police!"
Since our clothes weren’t dry yet, we didn't think we had any choice, but Todd's clothes were dry, so he got us each a pair of old gym shorts, and gave them to us. We took our time getting dressed, because the woman was still staring at us. "Nice asses, boys," she said.
Which seemed to make the man more upset. "Shut up, Susan. Don't encourage them!"
So Ed and I stood next to Todd while he folded his clothes. He didn't seem to want to talk any more about his past, since the couple arrived, so we talked about the work he did, movies, music, and life in general.
We helped him fold his clothes, and I took special interest in folding his boxer shorts. I wondered what he would look like in just them, and would his dick stick out through the fly?
By the time we were done folding his clothes, ours were ready. We really didn't have a lot, so it didn't take long to fold them. We did, however, strip off Todd's shorts and put ours on. The woman caught us, but not the guy with her.
I was getting boned up, so I turned so she could see my crotch, before I pulled up my shorts. She gave me a big thumbs up. Then she held her thumb and forefinger apart about an inch, and used her other hand to point at the guy she was with.
This caused all of us to burst out laughing. We gathered up our stuff and went outside to the parking lot. Todd's truck was parked not too from our car.
We got Todd's information, and said we wanted to get to know him better. He smiled sheepishly and said, "Really? Even after that outpouring of crap I did in there?"
"Yeah, probably even more so," Ed said kindly.
"Hey, let's give him a souvenir to remember us by," I said. I pushed my shorts down and handed them to him. Ed did the same. Todd stood staring at our naked bodies once again.
"You two are two wild and crazy guys!" He smiled, shook our hands, and got into his truck. He started the engine, backed up, and left the parking lot.
Ed and I went over to our car, unlocked the trunk, and put our clothes in the back. Rex was busy taking shots of everything going on in the parking lot, and the fact that we were walking around naked (again).
On the way home, we stopped at a grocery store. We got out, went to the trunk, and got out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to wear. Then we went inside.
Ed had the idea of jerking off on the jerky display in the store. I was almost instantly hard at the idea.
Before Ed found the jerky, we found an aisle with this dude walking down it looking for something. He seemed to be in his forties, a bit chunky, and about 5' 10". He had red hair, and that is a turn on for me. I think red-headed guy’s are so cute! Especially their bright red pubes.
He was really eyeing Ed and I up, as we pretended to also be looking for something. I put my back to the guy and pushed down the back of my shorts. Then I raised the tail of my t-shirt, so he could get a good look.
He didn't go running off, so I stood there and let him get a good look at my ass, as I walked down the aisle. Then I turned and walked towards him. I pushed down the front of my shorts, until my dick was sticking over the top. I held up my t-shirt again and walked towards him. He continued to stand there, watching us with amazement in his expression.
Not to be outdone, Ed pushed his shorts all the way down, and stepped out of them. He walked up to the guy and began stroking his cock for the guy to see.
"You are fucking hot looking guys," he whispered. "But don't get caught. The manager is a real asshole!"
He reached out to run a hand between Ed's legs, then cradled his balls, then ran it along the shaft. "Nice!" he said.
I moved up so he could do the same thing to me. He groaned, as he did it again.
"Do you want to go out to your car? Then you could do whatever you want?" Ed asked him, stroking himself when the man had removed his hand.
"Yeah, that would be hot! But I got a kid in the car, and I have to get back to him and get home to the wife." He looked up at our face then, and said with a huge smile, "But I sure would love to!"
He reached out and gave my dick another rub. "Fuck! Would I love to get some of that!"
He shook himself, as if to come back to reality. He grabbed a box of cereal off the shelf and headed towards the front of the store. He looked over his shoulder one more time, before he turned the corner for the registers.
Ed put his shorts back on and I pulled mine back up. Rex had gotten the whole thing on camera. He was smiling and adjusting his crotch. We were going to have to let him get some relief here soon. He had been watching us for a couple of hours, and I didn't think he had cum during that time.
Ed found the jerky rack and took out his still hard dick. Rex got positioned to video it. Ed held up his t-shirt and began stroking over the bags. Ed can shoot pretty quickly, when he wants to. He once told me he has a series of images that he runs through in his mind, that push all his buttons; mostly images of himself being naked for people who are dressed, and they are telling him to do all sorts of things.
Anyway, it wasn't long before Ed shot several globs of cum onto the packages. He was laughing, as he pumped the last couple of drops out. "I wonder what the person that picks up one of those bags is going to think?"
"Depends on how soon they pick it up," Rex said, smiling.
We bought some drinks and headed out to the car. Ed must have had the same idea as I did, because he got in the back seat with Rex. "How about you give the camera to him and I'll give you a blow job in the back seat? Rex smiled, handed me the camera, then unzipped his shorts, and pushed them and his boxers to the floorboards. I moved around so I could film this. Ed lowered his head into Rex's lap, and started working on Rex's rigid dick.
Rex held on to Ed's head, but leaned back in the seat, enjoying the ministrations of Ed.
Ed is a damn fine cock sucker, and really knew how to get Rex going. Rex started moving Ed's head up and down in his lap, while he moaned.
He kicked off his shorts from one leg, so he could spread them wider and give Ed more access. Ed licked a finger, and then inserted it into Rex's hole.
There was a gasp from Rex, and Ed began to wiggle his finger around. Rex tensed up then, and I knew he was engulfed in the feelings of the moment, and blowing his load down Ed's throat.
"Oh, Fuck!" Rex said, holding Ed's head all the way down, so Ed had all of Rex's dick in his mouth. Ed continued to swallow, until Rex grabbed his hair and pulled him off his sensitive dick.
Ed came up with a smile, while he wiped his lips. "Was that good for you, little buddy?"
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Rex said, still leaning back and letting his muscles relax, and his breathing return to normal.
He smiled, and, with eyes still closed, said, "You can do that all night long and I won't mind!'
Ed laughed and said, "I think your cock might get a little sore if we did that all night."
Rex laughed, "You are probably right!"