****************************** *** The Sound of Whiteness *** ******************************
*** Chapter 5 ***
*** Jack Pot ***
A minute after Lou's white-out was done we were joined by Monkey, my 88kg (194lbs) gym-crazy roommate with horseshoe piercings in nipples and septum, a smooth head safe for the buzzed mohawk and currently a 65% pseudo-erection.
The tan muscle hunk in a white cup hit double biceps and most Milkies on the mat mirrored.
Monkey greeted Jojo with a hug. His huge muscles looked almost reasonable next to the super-proportioned stray. They hit abs-vacuum at each other and I rubbed along both their flexed thighs before giving Monkey's nipples a flick.
"Hey, big guy."
Monkey gave a fist-bump to the teen among us. They'd known each other for years but rarely talked.
"Fuck yeah, Lou," Monkey said and pulled the relaxed teen a bro hug. "You fucking seventeen now, bitchboi? You ready to live your status to the fucking max?"
"I thought I was," Lou said but his smile dropped.
"Then what's got you fucking moping?"
"I figured it'd be a horny adventure where I cum all the time. Turns out girls don't like what they see so..."
Monkey made wide gesture at the lounge and adjacent cafes and restaurants. "This is where chicks go to fuck beasts in between dating men. I don't bother with pussy – leave it all to guys with free hanging dicks. Eat, sleep, train, plugfuck. Hehe."
Freddy stood up from the mat and stretched his lean Adonis physique. "Same, but I still dickfuck. Milkies are rabid sex-freaks and some chicks dig it."
I added nothing. This was Lou's first day in the community. I'd have my turn with him soon.
"I can show you around the dance clubs," Monkey said and started jamming to the tracks his Sense Implant was playing, rotating his massive ass. "Or I show you how to get off." He made an unsubtle jerk off gesture at his cup.
He was obnoxious and our group got muted by someone who felt irritated. Monkey just grinned and `jerked off' harder so we got blinded, blue lights zooming on every Milky's neck in the area before my vision got blocked.
On my knees I enjoyed some funny clips from the White-Out-Boi tag – the collection of particularly dumb looking Milkies with `white' collars.
Slack jawed drooling was a normal sight among inferiors, but white-outs made for funnier situations, especially when they were surrounded by superiors. Such as an Asian chick bringing home her white boyfriend and him whiting out during dinner with the parents. Or a really stupid kid accepting condition white in school just as a test starts. Or a dad getting drawn on by his kids while `white' – a classic.
Our condition dropped to `yellow'. Monkey looked at the birthday boy.
Unable to speak, jaw hanging wide open, Lou looked left and right, then made a small, rapid jerk off gesture at his cup.
Monkey grinned wide and gave a nod.
We left the mall mute, Lou now back in his red flip-flops and Jojo wearing his shiny pink gym shoes again.
Nobody needed to explain why Lou should trust Monkey's advice. With a calibration of `brilliant', Monkey was the most himself among all of us – living to the max.
Monkey's favorite dance-and-sex club was only one bus stop away. I used the wait to check up on my feed, `liking' posts by k-pop performers, porn stars and general Asian hotties I followed.
By the time we boarded, the muting wore off. We went to our knees, except for Monkey and Lou who sat down for a private chat - as private as it got for a Milky.
Jojo knelt down behind me, hugging me from behind, cradling me. He was 90% pseudo-hard. Despite having legally forsaken pussy forever, he couldn't help but get aroused by women, so the lounge had done a number on the hyper-hunk.
He was watching full surround gangbang Superbreeding porn, virtually kneeling in a circle of blurred-out white chicks getting triple-railed by cute Thai boys.
I messaged my absent friends.
Billy_Boi: Just got to be a fuckwhite for a major cutie. I know his name. Should I follow his socials?
Hal answered me. I could see in his bio he was currently `attempting to anally climax'. He was in a conversation with his supervisor, but I could only see Hal's half of the chat.
Hal_says_hallo: Is he single?
Billy_Boi: Married.
Hal_says_hallo: Then no. That's rude as fuck.
Xue_Qiang: Realistically nothing is going to happen but yeah, don't.
Billy_Boi: You wish you were me.
Qiang sent me a virtual raspberry-blow.
Xue_Qiang: Maybe. Wish I could be a fuckwhite. Hey Mitch, can we roleplay? Come over with your strap on, I'll put in my plug.
Mitchy_must_suffer: I'm exhausted, sorry. I'm so glad we're meeting up later cause I've been stuck at home making Power-Qi order me around. On the other hand, my room is spotless and my roommates let me do theirs, too.
Hal_says_hallo: Stop being so obsessed, K-whore.
I sighed and Freddy beside me, reading along, chuckled.
Billy_Boi: I wish I was the 7 Diamon's whore.
Hal_says_hallo: You Billy, Mitch, every female in the PAC territories and half of them outside.
Now it was my turn to send a virtual tongue.
Billy_Boi: Okay asshole. At least I had more sex than you today.
Hal_says_hallo: Ouch. We'll see if that can't be changed. I'm off to the gym. See you.
Mitchy_must_suffer: Got rooms to clean, bye.
Jojo's porn clip was finished and he absentmindedly caressed my collarbones. I glanced back and up to meet his eyes but he was already overlaying another porn clip.
Billy_Boi: Are you going to join us when we show Lou the gay lifestyle?
Musclefreak_Jojo: I was going to have today's second gym visit after we're done at Monkey's spot.
Billy_Boi: Come on, skip a day. Or half a day, as it were. Fuck a hole or two.
Musclefreak_Jojo: I dunno. I've been saving up for two months. I don't wanna blow my time if I'm not sure I'll even have a dick-gasm.
Billy_Boi: Then just get your hole fucked.
Musclefreak_Jojo: I'll consider it.
I checked the bus line's HOLE tasks. None of the superiors in the vehicle were looking at me. Time to be a `hero'.
I twisted around and licked Jojo's nipples while fingering my own. Still sore from having the nipple clamps on too long, I shuddered harder than the bodybuilder whose irises were still aglow with the Sense images of better men than him breeding the next generation of mixed calves.
The points were trickling in.
Next to me, Freddy was getting milked and flicked his own nipple rings, listening to milking-core songs.
I got catapulted to HOLE level 8 just as someone reported our violations of public decency.
Freddy and I accepted the reprimand. My collar muted me and shot pain down my body, from the neck to the toes, while the plug shot pain up from my hole to the neck – hitting my tortured nipples hard. For an eternal three seconds I got the deterrent I deserved, dropping to all fours, muscles tense enough to hurt just from that but spasming on top of it.
I screamed soundlessly at the floor, face torn into a grimace.
When we were done, the bus into the terminal.
Freddy turned his plug up, freely assgasming as he slipped through the crowd waiting to enter the bus. His body convulsed with pleasure out of his control but he had years of practice walking even as his face took on an expression as if he was about to cry from the plug-pulses.
I sent a message to a slender cutie in a casual, blue hanbok, telling him I felt blessed by his presence and offered my mouth for service on his surely cute package. No `like' this time, but maybe a secret one. I made sure to walk with a swagger that showed off my thighs and lats.
Jojo slurped down another tube of protein as we approached a windowless building between small shops, just off the main road. A shampoo holo-ad played across its surface.
"We're here," Monkey said, with buff arms spread like he owned the street. "Cheapest Jack-Pot in town. Know how a Jack-Pot works, kid?"
"When I use my monthly unlock," Lou said, slowly, "I get one hour to jerk off. But I should save up a few months cause an Upgraded dick takes, like, three hours to dick-gasm."
Monkey smirked. "Mine takes on average two hours, ten minutes. Kinda frustrating, cause you don't get the third hour back if you don't need it. But it's way fucking worse to run out when you haven't rubbed it out all the way yet."
"What's it like," Lou asked, "cumming after the Upgrade? I found fuck all about that on the web."
Freddy flung his arm around Lou's shoulder. "Man, I've never heard you curse in your life and you spent all day catching up. Didn't think you'd get so wild and free, huh?"
Lou shrugged. "Embrace your fucking future. I'm hornier than I can fucking express."
Jojo laughed. "It's not even been a whole day, kid. You're going to need that new plug fast."
We got in line in the minimalist lobby. It was really more of an airlock, to make sure no woman ever entered the place.
I looked at the Jack-Pot open chat. Just in case this waste of money could have an upside I posted an announcement.
Billy_Boi: Waggot here to support a sweet seventeen friend. Feel free to call me up while I'm around.
The last of Freddy's assgasms stopped with him having creamed out a cupshot.
Jojo next to me shook as his tracker switched to `ejaculating' and he allowed himself a quick burst of anal climaxes.
I half-hugged him by the hip. "Do they even need us in there?"
Jojo talked with clenched abs as the shivers wrecked him. "We did the same thing for Monkey's little brother and he turned out so happy to have us with him in the end."
"Good point. Oh, looks like it's my turn. Overdue."
I was getting milked. Immediately, I switched on the assgasm machine in my hole and sensually moved with the waves rising up my guts. There were only other Milkies around so I didn't need to hold back with the moans.
I wasn't the only one in line getting milked, and I wasn't the only one assgasming.
Out in public these pathetic straight whiteys tried to fool chicks into thinking they were too manly to crave constant automatic assfucking, despite all the evidence on their socials, even paying to hide the information like Freddy. Truly all Milkies were brainless.
But here, among ourselves, even the straightest, most delusional guys freely accepted their genetic destiny and let their eyes water at the gut-wrecking pulses when they became available.
Two fit Asian men in all black changshans and with buzzed heads and Tasers by their side waved us closer. We were billed 14.99 NewYen each on our Sense Wallet. Last season's HOLE points got me 20% off.
The five of us went down for a Bull's Bow before the door guards, touching the ground with straight legs, showing our plugs to the Milky queue.
Monkey was exceptionally flexible, able to bend his elbows, back nearly straight, every striation in his Jacked lower body popping.
My Sense tuned into the hard, thumping beats of the club as we entered.
The space was square, painted all black. It was dark, safe for neon lights at wild angles and the sea of faint red lights from whiteboi collars.
The outer part contained a half dozen standing tables where naked hunks chatted, the DJ booth and the juice bar. No alcohol in here. You didn't even get in if you were tipsy.
In the center was a sunken dancefloor, with flashing lights zooming across. Thirty men – mostly Jacked as fuck – were crowding the space, grinding on air, the floor or even each other.
It didn't smell bad, but it smelled very `manly', with a lot of the dancers lightly sweating.
Lou's mouth dropped open. He had probably never seen so many naked Milkies.
The men at the club were stripped down to the nub. Many had even forgone their plug and collar – a risky move just to prove their carefree manliness to each other. Entirely too much testosterone, I guess. Good thing my joke of a race was kept in check.
Right next to the entrance was a row of nub flushing stations. We cleaned ourselves and put cups, shoes et cetera into open storage.
Monkey and Freddy went fully nude, necks and assholes uncovered.
After some hesitation, Lou removed his collar as well. A string of jizz dangled from his nub head. I snatched it with my middle finger and licked it off.
Billy_Boi: Careful not to drop that. You can't get disciplined without collar so you'd have to pay money.
The teen's eyes dashed around the dark, sporadically flashing area. There were only two Asian men here, in casual clothes, chatting with their white buddies in a corner.
Chen_Lou: Would a Milky report another?
Billy_Boi: I'm fine having stranger cum all over me but most guys aren't.
Chen_Lou: Point taken. I'll keep checking if I'm leaking.
His plug started milking him just as he was about to pull it out. He left it in place. I was riding the high of my assgasm waves, feeling sorry for the teen with a mere default plug.
Freddy patted his cousin on the back.
Adonis_Freddy: Just stick to Monkey. Make the fucking best of it. After today, you have one unlock a month. I'd save it for sex but to each Milky his own.
Chen_Lou: Quick question. Why the nub can't I watch porn in here?
Adonis_Freddy: No third party content. Jack-Pots are regulated.
Chen_Lou: Man, why can't we just jerk off in peace?
I laughed and rubbed the teen's naked neck.
Billy_Boi: You can't let a white men get hard uncontrolled. A lot aren't even snipped. If you do the math, there's something like ten thousand Milkies unlocking every day across Hong Kong. Mostly to jerk off.
Adonis_Freddy: Be glad we're not in one of those European counties where they've got Jack-Pot waiting lists. In a PAC city you can find a Jack-Pot anytime. Now off you go.
Lou joined the wildly dancing Monkey in the sunken area. The poor teen looked insecure as fuck. He wasn't the only teen, the only slender guy or the only bad dancer but he still stood out.
He kept looking at Monkey and copied his moves. My buff roommate was an excellent dancer, at least for a straight guy. I liked watching straights dance. Something about their unrestrained, almost dominant carefreeness turned me on, even when they were pale, dumb brutes, instead of sophisticated, slim Chinamen.
I saw a string of cum dripping from Jojo's nub, crouched and licked it away. I got an approving nod from the bodybuilder.
Anytime a Milky creamed in here, he had to catch it and swallow. Since milked ejaculations were a slow process, most guys kept drinking their load by the drop for minutes.
Some weren't too proud to use a waggot, though. I got pinged, indicating locations within the room.
Big_Dude_Noah: Hey little cocksucker. Over here. I'm gonna blow.
Jeff_the_Champ: Yo, Bill, want my load? You offered.
Billy_Boi: On my way.
I slipped between the hunks shaking their bodies to hard beats in a trancelike state and approached a short bodybuilder with white glowing nipple studs who was 99% along with his milking.
I knelt down, mouth open at his nub head, and received a slow drip of cum. Not exactly a blowjob, but I loved the angle it gave me to look at his popping abs.
The other guy who had pinged me playfully jostled into the ejaculating fellow. He was about the same height, had massive nipple rings on his firm pecs and was way leaner muscled, fibers bursting. His mohawk was died pale blue like his bland eyes. He fingered his nipples rapidly as he drip fed me a small load.
Neither of them assgasmed, white asses pointlessly plugged. Probably spent all day painstakingly pretending they didn't like anal stimulation, like manly men weren't supposed to.
I got more pings.
Beast_for_Asian_Queens: Coming up, waggot. Open for Mister Beast.
I_got_20_Centimeter: I'm at 98%. Move over, I'm unloading.
They were both on a standing table just behind me. I crawled over, staying on my knees.
The two new Milkies aimed at me from the sides, their cut abs crowding my view. I checked their bios. The `Beast' was a level 12 HOLE who had amassed six hours of unlock time. Would he spend it all here in one go?
Meanwhile, the guy claiming to have `20 centimeter' really did. Or would have, if un-nubbed. He only had an hour banked and was probably just here to chat with friends but maybe he was a fast cummer. I sure wasn't going to ride that fucking meat hammer if he unlocked. I didn't want to tire myself out before we had even gotten to the gay part of the day.
After their nubs were milked, I got a moment of rest again and picked an empty table to lean on.
For a while, I just watched straight men grind on each other more fiercely and desperate than any waggot at the gay club.
Lou wasn't careful enough.
Adonis_Freddy: Hey kid cousin, you dropped something.
The boy looked down where the light made his little cum drop glow on the dark floor.
Chen_Lou: Oh shit. What do I do?
Punky_Monkey: You know how this works, buddy. I told you to eat it.
Monkey grabbed the boy by the faux hawk, shoved his head down with all the force of his musclebound body and made the boy lick the floor clean in between dancing guys' naked feet. Pretty hot.
A tall stranger of thick 83kg (183lbs) with a green fringe and green glowing nipple studs pointed at his left foot.
Lucky_Bull: I think you got some on me, kid.
Without hesitation Monkey pressed Lou's face on the foot of the unknown hunk. The boy licked across the whole thing to make sure he was in the clear.
Lucky_Bull: Nah, I'm pretty sure I stepped in it.
Lou took the offered toes in his mouth and tongued the sole even as he shuddered with eyes closed, cursing into the script. At least he was learning his lesson.
Chen_Lou: Okay, okay, it's all gone. I promise I'll be more careful.
The buff guy with his foot cleaned rejoined his friends with sweeping dance moves.
Every so often the Jack-Pot's chat informed me that seats had just become available. Monkey won the draw this time. He raised his fists and shook his hips to the beats.
Punky_Monkey: Unlock, here I come, hehe. Hey Lou, watch this.
Our group moved to the space at the back of the dance floor.
There was a semi-circular black bench, holding ten men densely packed together, their thighs pressed against one another. They were unlocked – a sight that shocked me every time.
The whole row of Upgraded dicks was hard and getting jerked like the packages were supposed to come off. With desperation and in pain the Milkies rubbed one out, sore from hours of tense muscles rapidly jacking. They all kept a vibrating toy pressed to their crotch or wore a vibrating ring that snapped onto the nub's base hidden under their skin.
Some were moaning and fingering their nipples, some had muted themselves and grunted silently. One was even crying – half from joy, half from pain.
A guy near the middle got up, his abs covered in cum, his dick quickly softening to fit into the cage. He let a dildo slip from his hole, picked up his nub underneath the bench and left, exhausted on every level.
The older hunks left and right of the empty seat had nothing up their asses, as I could see in their bios. They gave us a lazy most-muscular pose as greeting with both hands on their shafts.
Monkey wiped the seat with a disinfectant and squirted lube on an 8cm wide, 15cm long dildo (3'' x 6'') borrowed from the Jack-Pot.
As he worked the vibrating toy up his ass, he explained.
Punky_Monkey: Here's the fucking rules, kid. You take the cage off only when you're sat down. You don't leave a drop of your cum behind. You make space the second you're done. Don't close your eyes for too long or the Sense will report you as bored and another guy gets your spot. Got it?
Lou looked along the row of pleasurably suffering Milkies. There was a lot of white dick on display. Many of the jerking guys made eye contact with him. Some said hi in the open chat and wished him a happy birthday. He nodded back, insecure.
Chen_Lou: Wait. I thought, Jack-Pot's had, like, VR strippers and cam girl streams and full surround scenarios. I thought this was the ultimate girl-fucking orgasm-experience.
Punky_Monkey: There are Jack-Pots like that. With a waiting list. Raffle tickets are 1000 NewYen upward. Now come on, let's be the fucked up animals we are.
He dropped his stuffed ass onto the seat, squeezed between two guys almost as Jacked as himself. Their sweat slick skins slid with ease on Monkey's thick, ripped thighs.
He grabbed his nub, entered the unlock PIN on his Sense and said the magic words.
"I, Lee Shen, accept all risks and consequences of suspending my reproductive security upgrade and will firmly uphold the principles of reproduction control while unsecured."
His bio let everyone know he was attempting to be as unsecured as all the wildly jerking and grunting cattle on the bench.
Monkey only had to say the pledge to free his schlong as well.
He spoke with a wide grin. "I, Lee Shen, am a devoted citizen of the Pan-Asia Cooperative, proudly upholding its principles of justice, peace and mutual respect for the beauty, honor and advancement of the superior Asian races with all my body, heart and mind."
His bio counted down.
"And dick, hehe."
The device came off easily, as is it had never been stuck to the ring beneath Monkey's skin, slipping out with the urethra tube in his dick head.
Within just a few seconds he hardened to his thick 17 centimeters (6.7''). Seeing him hard was grotesque. It looked unreal, like it shouldn't be.
"Here we fucking go!" he screamed, getting affirmative groans from the other nine jerkers in the half circle.
Punky_Monkey: Hey roomie. A parting gift for a friend?
Billy_Boi: Sure.
I dropped down and took his dickhead in my mouth to lick while he jerked his shaft.
I got a few joking messages from the other jackers like me too' or unfair'.
After a minute of sucking Monkey I moved on to the next guy, licking his inner thighs until he grabbed my hair and pushed me onto his 18.3cm (7.2'').
I sucked his inferior, Upgraded rod for a bit, like you might kiss someone on the cheek as a greeting. Then I moved on, licking sweat off the next pair of smooth thighs. Anyone could have refused me but on the rare occasions a gay guy bothered visiting a Jack-Pot we were quite popular. No matter how straight the whitey was, when you had been jerking off for over an hour you welcomed any willing lick.
Monkey posted surveillance-holo-cam footage to his 17+ socials, showing me sucking him off. I reposted it to my own gallery.
Meanwhile the others had gone back to dancing and chatting.
Chen_Lou: Even on the bench he can't watch porn?
Adonis_Freddy: Use your imagination. Or watch us dance and chat with the others on your turn. Trading fantasies is a great way to make friends. But the chat gets vetted for sexism and racism so best not to mention women. We'll stay till it's your turn, then we're probably leaving.
Chen_Lou: I... I really want to dick-gasm, but... I think I should hold onto my hours for a few months.
The big cousin patted the younger on the head and shouted, "That's my boy. All right, let's bounce. You can come back here anytime and spend the hour."
I gave one more guy a quick suck, leaving the rest of the line disappointed. But they could always suck each other. Sometimes Jack-Pot visitors helped each other out that way. I saw it happen when I came here to keep Monkey company once a season.
We said goodbye to Monkey and walked around the dancing crowd to the exit, stepping over a guy who was licking his load off the floor, cursing into his script.
I checked in with the Hong Kong Homo Whores, sending a Sense pic from the dance club.
Billy_Boi: Straight clubs are kinda fun. We should go together.
Xue_Qiang: Man, I'd love being one of them.
Billy_Boi: You'd be welcome. If you're into white dick it's a feast.
Xue_Qiang: I guess. But they're all going to be like master' this, sir' that.
Billy_Boi: True. It's probably less casual if you're a superior visiting. Whitey privilege.
Xue_Qiang: I'm more into Asians anyway.
Billy_Boi: So am I going to see you perverts at Darkstyle?
Hal_says_hallo: Yes. I neeeed a fuuuuck. I'm gonna die.
Mitchy_must_suffer: I wouldn't miss it. Are you headed there now?
Billy_Boi: If Lou is up for it, yeah.
The blond cousins sat down on a bench at the edge of the road, me and Jojo kneeling beside them, the occasional carrier drone whizzing over our heads.
Lou's was getting milked again, his bio warning everybody passing by that the teen was 10% toward jizzing his cup without the benefit of any kind of climax once more. He had just been milked at the Jack-Pot so this was a second flush to fully drain the prostate with a minimal cupshot. A pleasant surprise any Milky got every few days.
"Man, is this how I gotta cum now?" Lou asked. "Running around with my load sloshing in my cup?"
"It's much safer," Freddy said. "Let's you know to prepare, in case your nub isn't protected."
"It's convenient, too," Jojo said. "Easy disposal. And I quite enjoy that the first thing people see when they look at me is that I cum a lot. I may be registered gay but I'm a manly as fuck bull."
"Good job in there, by the way," I said and laid my hand on the teen's thigh. "With how you licked the floor clean. You'll learn to be efficient about it in time. Just put on a good song and enjoy the pulses. You'll love it once you got the new plug."
"Hey, what do the calves listen to these days?" Freddy asked. "We old-timers need your input."
Lou put on his playlist and tuned in. He had a bunch of classic milking-core songs I already knew, but he was up to date with the latest releases. Stuff by other Milkies like "Assplug my Brain", and stuff by Asian artist generously made for us like "Hyperfucker worship", which I rather liked.
The lyrics went "Whiteboi never penetrates//unless its tongue goes in my hole.// Whiteboi stays forever caged//an animal down to the soul".
Enjoying the song, I started to get milked, too, and so did Freddy. He had creamed a load just before entering the Jack-Pot so this was his second flush.
He sank from the bench to his knees and we both got wrecked by our plugs' pulses making our legs and abs rapidly quiver with pleasure and letting every passerby know.
We weren't the only whitebois around, of course. Especially sitting near the Jack-Pot I saw more dumb, horny cattle than people, usually drooling from an open mouth to hide their post-dick-gasm thoughts.
A lot of the pasty, straight fucks leaving the place strutted with overconfident swagger, their Jacked thighs nearly hiding the fancy cups, from solid colors to artsy designs. Tiger stripe patterns were in, it seemed.
They were probably going out to bars to talk to women with their heads cleared. Many in small gangs, still tuned into the club's music, shaking their bare, over-trained glutes and shining with fresh lotion spray in the sunlight.
Funny how many of their groups were similar to ours, sporting a massive hunk or two coming close to 100kg, a slender guy like me, a physique-focused bodybuilder like Freddy the Adonis and occasionally a young boy, just graduated from calf-hood, being shown the ropes.
I felt oddly proud of Lou, giving his thighs a rub. He smiled back at me, already looking much more confident as he creamed a few drops into his cup.
************************ ***Perspective: Aron *** ************************
Aron hadn't expected one of the other Jack-Pot visitors to bring along a gay buddy but it was a pleasant surprise, even if `Billy' had sucked him for a mere minute.
Any willing tongue was welcome after Aron had jerked his throbbing 19cm (7.5'') hard-on for almost an hour. The vibrating ring around his Upgraded mushroom helped speed things up but he still expected to be around for a while.
"Hey Shen, thanks for bringing your roommate," Aron said and squeezed the muscular thigh of his seat-neighbor, his breath going hard and pressed.
Shen shifted next to him, their sweaty quads rubbing without friction. Aron was a fair bit taller at 185cm (6'1'') but with only 82kg (181lbs) of muscle he didn't out-size the fake-tanned Milky.
"Hey dude, call me Monkey," Shen said with a grin, breathing hard as well. "Yeah, Billy's a treat."
"My gay friends never want to join," Aron lamented. "I've been to a Jack-Pot over seventy times but I only got sucked twice without having to pay the other guy back."
Monkey weakly flexed, one hand one his shaft, the other on his nipples. "Usually Billy hangs around longer for me, but they got a sweet seventeen going on. Not as fun without a little sucking, hehe."
A Milky with an edgy jaw, a buzz cut, Jacked to a 67kg Adonis physique walked up to Aron and high fived him.
"Hi Lam," Aron said. "Glad you showed up."
The fellow 35 year old Lam wore only his nub, fingering Aron's studded nipples as a greeting, then returning to fingering his own ringed ones. "Same. Haven't seen you since last year. How's the wife?"
"All good," Aron said. "Monkey, this is my old schoolmate, Lam. Monkey and I were just talking about sucking. Trade?"
Lam went to his knees without another word and swallowed as much of Aron's dick as he could, licking with vigor. He started a timer in his bio. Any second he sucked, Aron would have to repay once it was Lam's turn to jerk off.
Lam chatted via Sense.
The_Lam_Slam: Every time I have enough hours for a Jack-Pot visit I get ten times hornier. Every second of being alive feels like my whole body is turning into a giant erection.
Ho_Aron: Same. I spent all day imagining my nub would fall off and I'd get extra time. Man, imagine a whole day without the nub, jerking it whenever.
Monkey bumped Aron in the hip.
Punky_Monkey: Ha, I'd kill for that.
Aron leaned back, pulling on his balls while Lam worked on his cockhead.
Ho_Aron: Want to hear my fantasy? So, I imagine my nub falls off at night and I don't notice. I just put on my cup without thinking in the morning and go run deliveries. I walk into an office to drop off a package and my milking starts. Except I get hard for real and the cup pops off. So I'm naked and erect in the hallway.
A teen guy on Monkey's other side was spasming and pressed groans through closed lips, veins on his neck looking ready to pop, closing in on orgasm. His arms trembled on his shaft like he wanted to squeeze the life out of it.
Monkey rubbed one of the teen's nipples as a courtesy as the quivering Milky was reduced to nothing but the urge to cum.
Punky_Monkey: Hot story, Aron. Keep going.
Ho_Aron: So I'm alone in the office except for this chick. She's a total-
The_Lam_Slam: Hey, no woman talk'. I don't wanna go home with misogynous activity' in my bio. My daughter is bringing her superior boyfriend for dinner.
Ho_Aron: Sorry, so there's, let's say, a waggot, watering the flowers or something.
As Aron described the details of wildly assraping his fantasy bitchboi, the teen next to Monkey achieved relieve.
With a face of pained, disbelieving pleasure the boy sprayed a serious load on his abs where it slid past his package onto the lube-stained seat.
Aron knew the boy could have gone for another round immediately and was barley rid of a fraction of horniness, but his time was up.
A Jack-Pot visit wasn't about physical release – they got milked several times a day, no whitey needed to cum – but about the mental relieve of proofing you had a dick.
The boy had to vacate the spot. He knelt down and sucked his cum off the bench before grabbing his nub.
Ho_Aron: Lam, still reading `condition black' stories all day?
The_Lam_Slam: Sure thing. My wife doesn't like me watching porn at home so I read it instead, hehe.
`Condition black' was a famous type of Milky fantasy story about a bull or a bunch of cattle finding a way – technology, magic, aliens – to confuse the nub and the plug so that milking stimulated the nub instead of the plug, getting a secret dickgasm with every milking, in various daily life situations.
As they traded fantasies and real stories, making sure to leave women unmentioned, the free spot on the bench was won by a muscle-bulging guy with a studded dildo up his ass who recited the pledge the second he sat down.
He was beefier than Monkey, big enough to cover his nub with his thighs sitting down but his freed dick turned into a monster quickly.
"Wow," Monkey said, breathing hard. Aron could only echo the astonishment.
Punky_Monkey: That's a huge tool, bro. I'm Monkey.
I_got_20_Centimeter: Thanks. Call me Twenty.
Monkey reached over to give the long rod an appreciative rub while Twenty lubed up the head.
Aron kept staring at the crazy big rod. Having that thing up his ass would probably have felt pretty good. If dick-size got you chicks, Twenty shouldn't have needed to come here.
Lam sent a clip of Twenty's dick and some gallery entries from the hunk's bio to his daughter, teasing her about what she was missing.
Aron sent his wife a holo-clip, jokingly asking if she'd let him do more than pussy eating if he were hung like that.
Ho_Aron: You gotta be a fast cummer, huh? Only one hour saved up?
Twenty chuckled.
I_got_20_Centimeter: I'm something of a waggot. I come here to edge every month. I've never shot my load, actually.
Ho_Aron: Crazy!
I_got_20_Centimeter: Yeah, crazy is what it drives me, hehe.
The_Lam_Slam: I heard of that. Does edging really make your assgasms a million times better?
Twenty chuckled again, the only relaxed man on a bench of sweating, desperately strained animals. The massive bull oozed calm confidence.
I_got_20_Centimeter: Don't know about a million times, but yeah. Gotta love it. I've been trying to talk my buddy, Beast, into it but he keeps saving up for now.
The_Lam_Slam: Fuck, I was gonna cum today but now I want to try edging.
Lam pulled his throat off Aron's dick and wiped his lips.
The_Lam_Slam: I'm gonna do it. Fuck, I'll edge for an hour. Worst case, I come back next month and jerk off. Aron, you've gotta keep me in check. Make me jerk slow and steady, one hour only.
"So," Aron said, now masturbating himself again, speaking through grunts. "Does that mean..."
Lam rolled his eyes in exasperation and deleted the timer in his bio. "Yeah, you don't have to repay my suckjob."
Aron pumped his fist into the air in triumph. Today was a good day. Monkey high fived him.
Note:
It took a while but Lou is finally ready to experience the gay life. You thought it can't get more perverse? See you at Darkstyle.