There’s no need to deny it. I see the way you look at me.” He leaned closer to me, and put his hand on my leg. It sent shivers all through my body... I tried to hide the fact that I was a little intimidated. “Wha-- what are you doing? I don’t think you should--” he put his finger to my lips, and I stopped talking. His hand moved up past my knee, and he leaned in and kissed me. I closed my eyes and felt my heartbeat race. It was a good thing I had been sitting down, because I don’t think my knees. I then felt his lips on my neck, kissing me ever so softly. I looked at Camryn just as Jason and Brenton ‘The brick’ began caressing her, while she alternately kissed them. The two of them were rock hard, Jason’s cock was long and of average thickness, as Brenton’s came into view my jaw dropped, it wasn't exceptionally long but it was thick as a brick, hence his nickname. It was the thickest cock I had ever seen. Camryn had one in each hand stroking them. I could now feel Charles thick long. Keeping his mouth on the wet cock, he let his tongue and lips soak the whole length of the now-throbbing man muscle. Chris felt all the blood run to his cock and balls at once. The warm, hot, wet mouth felt good and who could forgive him in forgetting it was another man’s mouth on his fuck tool. He leaned back against the wall again and let the sensation take over. The cock head fitted nicely into his mouth and he felt the veins with his lips. He wanted to gulp this huge monster down even. It was an evening of rampant debauchery between consenting men, held every month in a vast converted warehouse. Some revellers came naked, others attired in their fetish wear of choice. A few had their clothing chosen by the masterful hosts.At nine o’clock, four happily married and “completely straight” husbands engaged in a bout of nude oil-wrestling, with the two losers destined to spend the entire party using their mouths to service the faceless pricks of dozens of men who wanted nothing.