Nylon Rendezvous

By Randy Peters

Published on Dec 18, 2015

Transgender

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This story contains male nudity and consensual sexual acts between two adult males. If you do not wish to read about such content, or if it is illegal where you are, stop reading now.

This story is based on real events experienced by a nylonboi who contacted me and asked me to spin his tale into a narrative fit for the Nifty audience. Feel free to email him! nylonboi_seams@yahoo.com

Nylon Rendezvous

Lon headed to the local adult bookstore, excited about what was about to happen. He had set up a meet with another guy to have some fun in one of the bookstore's darkrooms. He had been in the rooms before, but he was either alone or was joined by someone that had seen him go in. He had never set up a meet before he went. This one would be different, he thought, because he would be getting exactly what he wanted rather than some chance encounter that might not go as he hoped.

When Lon arrived, he headed straight down to the tiny hallway leading to the darkrooms. He told the guy to meet him in the one at the very back, so he headed down and slid the curtain open just enough to get inside. He closed the curtain behind him and pushed his back against the wall. It was pitch black and he couldn't see a thing, no matter how long he waited for his eyes to adjust. His instructions were to stay along the wall and slide until he felt someone. He did just that, slipping slowly along the wall, until his hand touched another figure up against it. The figure's arm moved and grabbed his crotch, hard, and he let out a gasp and a moan as his member pressed against his jeans and the foreign hand. The figure then grabbed Lon's arm and pulled him into the corner, with the other man against the wall holding Lon and pulling their chests together.

The man reached down and grabbed Lon's crotch forcefully, causing him to gasp and stiffen in his grip. The man's hand moved up and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, then reached in to find Lon's surprise: pantyhose cradling his package and covering his legs. "Looks like we have a boy that likes to feel pretty. I'm going to have fun with you, pretty boy." He cupped the fabric covered balls and squeezed the stiff cock, causing Lon to gasp and leak through the fine, soft, stretchy covering.

Suddenly, there were hands groping Lon from behind. He let out a moan and bent over into the first man. "I told some of my buddies about this. They were so excited to help me use you to your full potential, leggings boy. One cock wasn't enough, but maybe three will be!" The six hands pulled on the pants, tugging them down and causing them to fall around Lon's ankles. They rubbed his ass, his legs, and his crotch, causing him to squirm and sigh in pleasure and excitement. He could feel his cock twitching in response to their groping and rubbing.

He heard the others unzip their pants, and soon the hands were replaced with cocks. Three big, hard cocks, that were just waiting to use the nylon boy until they were satisfied. The cocks rubbed against Lon's nylon covered bottom and legs, and he felt them leave streaks of pre in the fabric that leaked through to his skin. The two men behind him grabbed his hands and placed them on their cocks. The man against the wall pushed him to his knees and started rubbing his cock against his face. "You like that, don't you dirty thing? Now suck my cock! And you'd better take it all!" He shoved the big piece of meat right into Lon's mouth, and he gasped and sputtered until he adjusted, and he took it all in. It was long enough that it hit his throat, and even pushed down it a little. He barely had room to move his tongue and he couldn't close his jaw at all because it was so thick. He just moaned and sucked and at the same time he stroked the two equally big tools that were placed in his hands.

Lon felt two chests against his back and realized what was happening, the two guys who were thrusting into his hands were kissing each other. He moaned as he sucked and swallowed the monster in his mouth. He salivated and felt it run down his chin and he could feel the cock pulsing on his tongue. His own cock throbbed in his nylons and he squeezed the cocks in his hands tighter as he stroked them. Suddenly he felt himself being lifted up, and there was a couch in the room that they placed him on. He was on his back and he felt the hands rubbing him all over, lifting his shirt and rubbing his stomach and chest, sliding across his nylon covered legs, and groping at his rock hard cock and full balls.

"It's my turn to use his mouth!" One of the two cocks that had been in his hand was now pressing against his lips. The cock smacked his face and left streaks of pre across his cheeks. He leaned his head back and the thick meat separated his lips and rubbed against his tongue. It wasn't quite as thick as the first cock but it tasted incredibly salty and he smelled the musk emanating from the balls and pubes attached to it. He gasped as the man thrusted into his face roughly. He felt a wetness against his ass as the cock that was in his mouth was now grinding between his fabric covered cheeks. He felt the nylon and cock sliding against them and probing his tight, puckered asshole. He moaned and his cock throbbed and leaked more into his tented pantyhose.

The third set of hands had pulled his shirt up and the cock was rubbing against Lon's chest. He felt it slip down and under the waist of the pantyhose, they pulled it down against him and the man made a loud grunting noise as he thrusted into them. "You love having all our cocks use you! Look at you!" He squeezed Lon's package and he made a noise into the cock that was pounding his face. "You're so fucking hard, you filthy thing!" Suddenly Lon's nipples were being pinched and he squirmed and squealed in pleasure.

After a few minutes they switched positions again. The third cock, that was rubbing his stomach, was now probing at his lips. He tasted the salty precum and opened wide. The cock thrusted forward and pushed against his cheek, bulging it out. This one was not as thick as the others, but as it thrusted deeper inside Lon realized it was at least a couple inches longer. He felt it push past his tongue and into his throat, gagging him, pushing further inside and causing him to get even harder. The other cocks were now both pushing against his ass, and all of the hands were rubbing his body and groping at his cock. The grunts turned Lon on even more, and the smells of sweat and sex filled the room. The pace quickened and the grunting and groaning turned into long, loud drones as everyone became dangerously close to exploding.

"Fuck, your throat feels so good!" The cock fucking his throat swelled and the man screamed out. "Swallow my cum, slut!" Suddenly his cock was pulsing and shooting his hot seed into Lon's throat. He thrusted wildly and his cock out of Lon's mouth and began shooting all over his face and shirt. At the same time he heard grunts from his feet and felt warmth on his ass and legs, the two cocks at that end pulsing and shooting their own spunk all over his cheeks and thighs. He couldn't hold back anymore, and as the hands rubbed and grabbed his cock and balls he felt them tighten and he shot forcefully, most of his cum being caught by his pantyhose but some of it managed to shoot out and cover his stomach. He writhed and came harder, bigger and longer than he had in a very long time. When they all finished, there was only panting and heavy breathing in the room until they had all recovered.

Lon heard the sounds of pants zipping and footsteps, followed by the opening and closing of the door. The three men had left him there, covered in cum and sweat, alone in the pitch black room. He carefully worked his way to the floor, still weak from the experience, and he fumbled around to find his pants which had been pulled completely off when he was carried away. He managed to find them and get them back on, but there was no doubt about it, he smelled of sweat and cum and he had streaks of it on his face, in his hair, and down his shirt. He stood and took a deep breath before finding the door and making his way out. He ducked his head down and walked briskly through the store, passing several men, any of which could have been one of the men in the room with him, the rest simply onlookers getting a glimpse of the cumslut in his sticky glory.

When he finally got to his car, which was in an alley next to the store with no lights around, he moaned and unzipped his pants. He was embarrassed, but he loved it. He reached into his pantyhose and fondled his cock and balls, and rubbed them through the fabric with his other hand. His mind raced with the thought of what had just happened and breathed heavily, his cock leaking and throbbing in excitement and pleasure. Even though he had just shot, he was extremely horny and turned on by the thought of the three men using his mouth and throat and molesting his helpless, nylon covered body. It wasn't long before he screamed out and spunked up his pantyhose again, leaving another trail of his hot, sticky seed dripping down them and his leg. He zipped back up and breathed for another minute before he headed home. Though he didn't know if he would ever have an experience like that again, he was sure he would never forget it.

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