The watching crowd steps in closer, I can hear them all furiously beating their hard dicks."I want your cock in me!" Tom shouts, loud enough for every...ne to hear, as he turns onto his back and lifts his legs in the air. I press my wet, soapy dick against his hole and it pops in. Tom cries out in that intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain which melts to pure pleasure as I begin to fuck him deeper and faster.The sound of me pounding his ass attracts even more attention and the crowd around us. I guess I’d better tell you a little about myself. I was born in a Midwestern town. I was an only child. After WWII it was very prosperous, but as the years passed the town suffered a drop in prosperity. My Mom and Dad were in the lower middle class income bracket at the start of the decline. When the factory my Dad worked in closed, so did his employment opportunities. We lived on his separation pay and what little work he could find. One of is part time jobs was the overnight cleaning of a. “You asshole,” she chastises slapping my chest. “I thought you were hurt.” We get up and I grab our bags as I walk to the bus station with a happy Martina on my arm.“Have I really gained weight,” Martina asks turning her head as if she can see her ass and I shake my head.This is going to be a great vacation. Just what the doctor ordered.The taxi drops us off at my house at 2pm. The house looks the same and everything looks taken care of. I open the door and let Martina in as I walk in behind. The men are dressed traditionally, though there are a few set apart from the penguins. Mostly it is young men and old men alike, dressed in all of the grandeur of a police interceptor. The women are somewhat more splendid, but not by much, while many look as though they shopped in the same department stores… at the same time… for the same thing, there appears to be no sense of disappointment in the atmosphere. Soft. Glistening. Reflective. I feel someone, among the crowded room, put their hand.