I smirked at the reaction my comment had in both of them as they tried to beg and plead details out of me. Finally realizing something, I turned to Tim and said, “I have no idea who won me in the auction. What am I supposed to do?”
Tim blinked but quickly went into supervisor mode, as he answered, “No problem. It was super busy. No one had the chance to meet their owner yet. Tom will handle all of the details first when you date with him and the date at the Italian restaurant. Don’t worry about it.”
I nodded and smiled as I remembered that I was supposed to meet up with Jonathan again for a date. I smirked as I pictured meeting up with him again when we had more time to play. Fuck! Was I really considering meeting up with Jonathan for more sex?
Don’t get me wrong it had been amazing sex and I would do anything to get more, but should I? I wasn’t gay, I knew that. I was attracted to females. I could acknowledge a male’s good looks and everything, and I was certainly glad that Jonathan had been as baby-smooth as I was. I smiled remembering how it felt to grip his smooth muscular thighs and ass cheeks as I sucked his hard cock. Fuck! My cock just got hard again and actually twitched!
Taking a deep breath, I turned to Tim and said that I had to go to the bathroom real fast. He nodded as he said, “No worries, dude. You’ve covered for us so many times while we got laid or blew someone, it’s nice being able to return the favor for you.”
I shook my head as I argued, “No, I just need to take a leak. I’ll be right back, honest.”
Tim and Robert both smirked, as Robert replied, “Whatever you say, dude. No worries and no judgment.”
I walked back through the crowd to the bathroom, earning more pats and gropes on my ass cheeks, strokes to my hard cock, and a few guys sliding their fingers between my ass cheeks. I took it all without so much as a flinch. I just smiled and kept walking like it was the most normal thing in the world. I actually did have to pee, so I made a bee-line for the restroom. Since this was a men-only private club, there was only a men’s restroom but it was bigger than the average bathroom for a club this size because it could take up the space usually used by the men’s room and lady’s room.
As I entered the restroom, I was happy to see plenty of empty urinals. As I relieved myself, I looked around and smiled at the stalls that I saw with more than one occupant. There were also guys on their knees sucking cock and guys getting fucked. Honestly, I didn’t understand their choice of setting. There was a large dance floor, booths, and the “Fun House” to choose from, and none of the latter smelled of urine. Maybe it was the taboo nature of sex in a “public” restroom that excited them or maybe this was their fetish. I had no idea, but I finished, washed my hands, and left.
As I was making my way across the dance floor, a familiar face stepped into my path. I smiled and asked if he had enjoyed the lap dance I gave him. He smiled as he took my hand and guided me to palm his crotch, as he asked “What do you think?”
I smiled as I felt his very hard cock through his latex shorts and replied, “Yeah, I’d say you enjoyed it.”
He moved closer until he was flush against me, as he huskily asked, “How about I take you to the “Fun House” so you can give me a happy ending?”
I felt my cock growing hard again after the restroom. He saw this and gently cupped my cock and balls, as he added, “I think you like the idea of dropping to your knees and sucking my hard cock, boy.”
Fuck! What was it about gay guys calling me “boy” that got me going? He smiled wider as he observed, “Judging by your cock and the fact that you’re still rubbing my hard cock, you definitely like the idea. Come with me, boy.”
He turned and walked away, but kept a firm grip on my hardening cock and balls as he led me back to the “Fun House” door. Once inside, he backed up against a wall and pulled me with him. I moaned at his hand gripping my cock and balls, as I tried to argue, “I should get back to the bar. I’m still working.”