Lourens was twenty-five years old and worked at a well-known department store. He was very proud of the fact that he was the youngest department manager in that store. Being a very hard worker though, this was hardly a surprise. Lourens worked long hours and got very little time off on weekends. His young wife Sally, whom he had married a year before, often bemoaned this fact, but she understood that it was a requirement of his work. They had a good sex life and had decided to hold off having kids, at least for the following three years. All in all Lourens was happy, but there was one thing that he always had in the back of his mind.

Lourens was bi-curious. At school he'd had a brief fling with another guy, which he had enjoyed very much. Their encounters were unfortunately not as fulfilling as Lourens would have liked, because the other guy didn’t seem to be as enthusiastic as Lourens was about their assignations. Lourens would never have thought of himself as gay and was happy to be married, but that itch to fool around with another man was always with him.

He had considered joining a gym after eavesdropping on the conversation of two gay fellow workers and hearing them talk about the ‘great’ time that they had at the gym. Unfortunately, stealing another hour of the time that he should spend with his wife put paid to this idea. In addition, he also figured that the gym was far too public and he certainly wouldn’t want word to get around that he was bisexual. Lourens also avoided any internet activity, afraid that he would slip up and have his wife discover his secret. There was one place, nevertheless, that he had seriously begun to consider visiting, and that was an adult store up the road from where he lived.

The house he and Sally rented was not in a very fashionable suburb, but it was very inexpensive. Lourens was saving like crazy in the hope that he and Sally would soon be able to buy a place of their own. Because of the hours that he put in Lourens always got one weekday off from work, and it was generally a Tuesday. Finally, Lourens decided one Tuesday that he needed to scratch his itch.

As he entered the adult store he glanced around. The store was long and narrow with shelves on either side. Down the middle there were adjoining stands with DVD’s and magazines. The counter was in the far right-hand corner and before that there was a door. Lourens first decided to peruse the joint to observe the lay of the land. The next person to enter the store after him was an ugly old guy that walked to the counter, paid the clerk, and entered the door. A few minutes later a second man entered the store. He was stocky, short, and rather good-looking. He too walked to the counter, paid, and then entered to door. As Lourens began to think about his next move a third man entered the store. He was a big guy with a serious look on his face. He wasn’t good-looking in a conventional sense, but ruggedly handsome. He too paid and then entered the door.

Lourens made up his mind, there and then, and after also paying the clerk entered the mystery door. In the small foyer area that Lourens first observed there were three openings. One to the left, one to the right, and one directly ahead, which appeared to lead to another section. Lourens first entered the left opening. Here there were a dozen or so chairs facing a television screen. A gay porn movie was being screened on the television and the ugly old man that Lourens had seen first, was sitting and watching the action. Lourens really didn’t want this guy to be the first memory of his new emancipation. Lourens did, however, glance at the man’s dick which was out on display. The old bugger appeared to have a really substantial cock.

Not wanting to give the wrong message, Lourens quickly exited the room and moved to the opening to the right. The seating arrangement here was slightly different and there were several wooden benches, one behind the other. A straight movie was streaming on the television screen in this room, and the big serious guy he had observed earlier was watching the action from the last row. He didn’t have his dick out like the old guy, but he was rubbing the fabric of his shorts over his crotch. He also did not stare at Lourens like the old guy had and Lourens assumed that he was straight. Not wanting to piss this guy off, Lourens shortly left and walked towards the middle opening.

As he passed through there were two large rooms directly before him. The left one contained a sling and the right one a large bunk that was placed against the back wall. These two rooms were bordered by passages on either side. Lourens first walked down the right passage and saw stairs before him. There was a raised platform above the stairs, before which ten side by side cubicles were located. On top of the stairs, Lourens observed glory holes that opened to the cubicles. After walking along the platform he saw another flight of stairs on the opposite side. He descended these stairs and entered the other passage he had seen to his left earlier on. In this passage there were three rooms to his right. Peering in the middle one he saw a glory hole on either side of the cubicle.

As he was about to exit this stall the stocky, good-looking man whom had seen first approached him from the right. Passing by, he gave Lourens a lovely smile before entering the cubicle next to Lourens. Lourens remained the middle stall and closed the door. Lourens was about to look through the glory hole when a stubby, uncut cock appeared through the hole. Lourens immediately got to his knees and unbuttoned his shirt. As he sniffed the dick after retracting the foreskin, he was pleased to find that the knob smelt clean. Lourens then commenced sucking on the cock.

Lourens was delighted by the fact that if he could have chosen one of the guys he had seen thus far, the stocky guy would have been his first choice. Shortly, he heard a voice from next door telling him to hold his head still. Lourens did as requested and soon the stocky guy was face-fucking him solidly. Stocky, unfortunately, was somewhat of a sprinter and it was not long before Lourens heard grunts emanating from next door. Next, Lourens tasted cum as his mouth got coated by Stocky’s spunk. The taste was delicious and almost had a sweet flavour to it. Once Stocky was finished, he pulled his shorts up and gave Lourens a thumbs-up gesture before he departed. Lourens smiled wryly as he buttoned his shirt, slightly disappointed.

As Lourens opened the cubicle door, the old guy was passing by and gave Lourens a smile. The old guy then ascended the stairs and stood before the third glory hole cubicle. Lourens was caught betwixt and between. After the brief episode with Stocky he was a horny as hell, but the old guy really didn’t appeal to him. ‘On the other hand,’ he thought, ‘sucking that rather substantial cock could be quite interesting.’ So what if the old guy was unattractive, at least he wouldn’t have to look at him. Slowly, he made his way to the cubicle and closed the door behind him.

As he was again unbuttoning his shirt and pushing his shorts under his dick, a semi flaccid knob and a pair of balls appeared through the glory hole. The dick was long and thin with a very ample foreskin, and Lourens imagined that it would be a comfortable cock to suck. As he began toying with the old guys nuts Lourens was stunned by their size. Each ball was as large as a fair-sized chicken egg. Closing in on the crotch the old guy’s genitals had a rather pungent smell. When the dick really began to harden, Lourens pulled the foreskin back and had a ‘whoa’ moment. This guy was definitely not a regular washer. Horny as he was at this point, however, Lourens was now beyond caring. Lourens moved his lips forward and began salivating, before the dick slid comfortably into his mouth.

Lourens was amazed by how easily the dick invaded his throat, and was beginning to find the entire scene exhilarating. As he had leaned earlier, Lourens now held his head still and allowed the old man to commence skull-fucking him. The old guy was totally different to the stocky guy; his pace was slow and relaxed. Shortly, they got a steady rhythm going and as Lourens’ mouth got fucked, he began tugging on his own dick. After a few minutes Lourens felt the cock retracting from the hole, soon to be replaced by the old guy’s lips. ‘Oh fuck,’ Lourens realised, ‘he wants to kiss me.’ He thought about it for a few seconds before moving his mouth forward.

The old guy’s breath was slightly off and it was obvious that he was a heavy smoker. Strangely, Lourens found this quite a turn-on. The old guy had a long thick tongue, which now began to explore every part of Lourens’ mouth. The old guy also appeared to be in no hurry and there kissing went on and on. Then, after their lips parted a knob again appeared at the hole and the old man maintained the steady pace from before. Lourens had to fight like hell to stop himself from cumming as he tugged on his own knob. After another several minutes, the cock was again replaced by a mouth and their next bout of oral wrestling got underway. This time the old guy really took his time and the scene began to seem never-ending.

Later, when the dick again re-emerged, the old guy's pace was a little more animated than before. Not long after, Lourens began to hear groans from above and knew that the old man’s ejaculation wasn’t too far off. When the old guy came Lourens got a shock, because he had never realised that a man was capable of producing so much spunk, and Lourens had to swallow like crazy to deal with the deluge.

Afterward, a mouth again appeared at the hole, and after a brief kiss the old guy spoke. “I want to fuck you properly later,” the old guy said.

After a brief pause all Lourens could think of saying was, “Sure.” Lourens had never been anally penetrated before and really wasn’t sure that he wanted this old guy to be the first to do so. Lourens, nonetheless, figured that he would deal with that situation later, if and when it arose.

After the old guy had departed Lourens pulled up his shorts and buttoned his shirt. Lourens now made his way back to the foyer area. As he peeped into the gay cinema section he saw the old guy once more sitting there and watching the screen. Lourens moved off quickly and went to the straight section.

Upon entering, the big guy was still sitting where Lourens had last seen him. This time, however, he had his cock out and was tugging away lustfully. Wary of this guy Lourens didn’t blatantly stare, but looking out the corner of his eye he could see that this guy had a large cock. The big guy's hand was firmly around his cock shaft and his dick-head, the size of an apple, was bobbing above his hand. Lourens had never seen such a large mushroom head before.

Suddenly, the big guy pulled his shorts up back over his cock and then stood up facing Lourens. ‘Oh fuck,’ Lourens thought, ‘he is going to tell me off.’

As Lourens looked up at him, the big guy spoke. “My name’s Tom,” he said, before asking, “Are you married?”

“Yes,” said Lourens, somewhat relieved. “Oh, my name’s Lourens,” he then added.

“I’m also married,” Tom replied, before asking, “Do you want to go somewhere more private?”

“Sure,” Lourens answered.

Tom led the way and presently they entered the sling room. After Tom bolted the door they began to undress. Tom looked at Lourens and said, “Get on the sling, dude, I’m really going to enjoy fucking you.”

Lourens looked at him nervously and answered, “I’ve never been fucked before.”

With a laugh Tom replied, “Whoa, dude, are you telling me that I’m getting virgin arse today?”

“Well,” Lourens answered, looking at the obscenely large dick-head bobbing off the front of Tom’s shaft, “I’m not sure if I am capable of taking your cock.”

With a slightly irritated tone Tom then said, “Listen, Lourens, it’s either yes or no. I’m not into the lovey-dovey shit and all I want to do is fuck butt. Besides, as you can see my dick won’t fit in your mouth, so a blowjob is out of the question. So, either get on the sling or let’s get dressed and fuck off, simple as that.”

As Lourens listened to Tom’s ultimatum he couldn’t believe how sexy this guy was. Tom was a total stud. Lourens figured that if this guy took his cherry he would definitely have a memory to savour. After his two earlier sessions Lourens was also overcome with horniness. Finally, deciding that the agony would definitely be worth the ecstasy he moved onto the sling.

“Have you got lube?” Lourens asked as his ankles got cuffed to the sling.

“Yes, a whole mouth full,” Tom answered.

“Sorry?” Lourens inquired.

“Gob, spit, I don’t use that other disgusting shit, it stinks,” Tom countered. Tom then bent down and spat a few blobs of saliva on Lourens’ arse. With his thumb Tom now began to work Lourens’ manhole. As Tom continued to do so he kept supplying more spit whilst his thumb excavated deeper and deeper. Finally, after lubricating up his knob he placed it firmly against Lourens’ hole.

Tom now began to apply pressure as he gripped hold of Lourens’ thighs. Lourens thought that his arse was going to explode as the mushroom head wedged its way ever deeper, and when the dick-head finally popped in, he thought that he would be wearing diapers the following day. Tom first held still inside him once all in, and encouraged Lourens to relax. To Lourens’ relief the pain started subsiding as the sensation of the knob inside him began to feel blissful.

“Are you okay?” Tom asked.

“Yeah,” Lourens answered, “It’s really beginning to feel awesome,” he concluded.

“Jesus, buddy, you are so fucking tight that it feels like my dick is being strangled. I’m loving it,” Tom countered with a laugh.

Tom now commenced a gentle to and fro movement as he began fucking. Lourens’ backside was still sore, but the pain was definitely becoming worth the pleasure. As Tom upped his tempo Lourens began to groan louder. Tom didn’t appear to be in any great hurry and constantly varied his pace to delay the inevitable outcome. Their momentum kept escalating and scaling new heights of sensuality, as Lourens fully acclimatised to Tom’s dick. Sensing that Lourens was comfortable and growing hornier by the second, Tom took his thrusting to the next level by lengthening his strokes. By the time Tom commenced popping his huge dick-head in and out of Lourens’ sphincter, Lourens began to howl.

Lourens started frantically tugging on his dick as he got stuffed and asked Tom to let him know when he was about to unload. Upon this signal, Tom went into overdrive and hammered Lourens’ backside like a man possessed. When they both finally unloaded their rapture was incredible.

Afterward, they chatted for a while before exchanging telephone numbers. Tom had a small electrical business of his own, so he would have no problem arranging time off to fit in with Lourens’ days off. Both were in agreement that would definitely be getting together in the future.

Surprisingly, as Tom was about to leave the sling room he pulled Lourens towards him and kissed him. Before Lourens could say a word after the kissing ended, Tom said, “There are always exceptions to the rule.” Both guys then had a good laugh before Tom departed, rushing off to a job that he was already late for.

Lourens also looked at his watch and saw that he had at least four more hours to kill. He was still horny and wondered about the old guy. He played the ‘should I, shouldn’t I’ game for a minute or two, then thought, ‘what the hell, if the old guy is still here, then why not.’

As Lourens peered into the gay cinema the old guy was still there, but he was chatting to another guy sitting next to him. Upon seeing Lourens he got up and beckoned his friend to join him, before moving towards Lourens. The old guy, Charlie, then introduced himself and his buddy, Rod. Rod was even skankier than Charlie. Rod wore an old t-shirt with a really dirty pair of jeans, and the long hair on his head was jelled back and hung off the back of his head like rat tails. Lourens was also becoming aware of a very strong body odour surrounding them. He wasn’t sure if it one or the other guy, or indeed both. There was also the unmistakable smell of weed and judging by the glazed look in Rod’s eyes, Lourens was sure it was him.

Lourens was seriously considering bailing at this point, worried that what he thought would be a duo could turn out to be a threesome, but before he could make up his mind Charlie dropped the bombshell. “Do you mind if Rod joins us,” he asked.

Unfortunately, the eager look of anticipation on Charlie’s face was so hopeful that Lourens didn’t have the heart to say no. He did, however, say that he was running out of time and would shortly have to be on his way. Summarily, they were on their way to the sling room.

As they undressed Lourens observed that not only were the two guys of similar height, but also of similar build. Rod’s cock, however, was without doubt the ugliest uncut dick that Lourens had ever seen. It was long, fat, and covered with large protruding veins. The colour of the knob was also far darker than the skin on the rest of Rod’s body. The two guys now closed in on Lourens, Rod from the front and Charlie from behind. As they groped and fondled Lourens, the hum of their bodies completely enveloped Lourens. He had correctly surmised that the main perpetrator was Rod. The other thing that Lourens now found out was that Charlie and Rod both loved oral action.

Lourens’ entire face and neck now got licked and kissed by them. As he stood there entrenched in funk, Charlie’s hands clamped onto his hips before Lourens felt Charlie’s dick rubbing between his cheeks. From the front, Rod clinched Lourens’ head in a vicelike grip and really began to kiss him manically. It almost felt like Rod was trying to consume Lourens’ face. With all the excitement, Rod’s pong also intensified with lusty fermentation. Shortly, Lourens felt Charlie’s knob entering his hole. After the session with Tom, Charlie’s infiltration was swift and effortless and Tom’s complimentary dose of lubrication also served as an enhancement.

As Charlie rode his butt, Lourens began to toy with Rod’s dick. Unseen, Rod’s knob felt great to the touch and girth of the midsection was awesome. Not long after, Rod took command and announced that he now wanted to fuck Lourens. With Lourens on the sling, Rod took up station at his backside and Charlie took control of Lourens’ head. With the restriction of the gloryhole gone, Charlie was really able to manipulate Lourens’ head to his liking and the attack on Lourens’ mouth was far more intense than earlier.

At Lourens’ backside, Rod was not into the gentle approach, and immediately began thumping Lourens’ arse. Although Rod didn’t have a huge dick-head, the very thick midsection of his cock proved to be quite a challenge. Lourens’ mouth was so stuffed at this point that his gasps were totally muffled.

With Charlie’s added control, Lourens’ throat was also getting a good hammering and he frequently fought for air. Lourens, however, couldn’t believe how much he was enjoying the smells and the total domination, which kept escalating his exhilaration. When Rod really commenced banging his butt, Lourens knew that his arse would be seeded very shortly. As Rod began to unload, Charlie pulled his dick out of Lourens’ throat and swiftly moved to the other side of the sling. No sooner had Rod removed his cock from Lourens’ backside, before Charlie plugged his hole once more.

As Charlie fucked him Rod moved to Lourens’ head and began smearing his cum covered knob all over Lourens’ face. Lourens happily licked Rod’s knob and sweaty balls, as he inhaled the rich smell of Rod’ crotch. Charlie did not last very long before, he, too unloaded into Lourens’ backside. Afterward, Lourens was introduced to yet another treat as Charlie knelt at his backside and began to felch three loads of cum out of his manhole. The mouth and tongue action from Charlie was so intense that Lourens scarcely had to touch his dick, before he sprayed a load all over his stomach.

Above Lourens face he began to notice that Rod’s dick was once more fully erect, and when Rod moved to the other side of the sling, he knew he was going to be fucked once more. After Charlie had stopped feeding at Lourens’ hole he began snacking on Lourens stomach. Rod wasted no time and once more plugged his dick straight into Lourens. Without having his throat occupied, Lourens was now able to grunt to his heart’s content.

“Yeah, grunt… grunt for me, bitch,” Rod uttered in a low growl.

Charlie then once more moved to Lourens’ head and asked, “Are you thirsty, boy?”

Lourens was surprised by the question because did not recall seeing a water dispenser in the place. His thoughts were soon interrupted, however, when his head got clamped between Charlie’s thighs. Charlie now hung his cock over Lourens’ open lips and stemming the flow with his right hand, began to dribble piss into Lourens’ mouth. Startled as Lourens was, he quickly had to start swallowing like crazy. Thankfully, Charlie’s bladder was not to full and the ordeal was over fairly quickly. With Rod still pummelling away, Charlie once more started skull-fucking Lourens. This time, however, he lowered his torso onto Lourens’ body to intensify the excavation of Lourens’ throat. How Lourens managed to breathe was a mystery to him, but somehow, he pulled through.

When Lourens once more felt Rod going totally ballistic at his backside, he knew that he was again going to be seeded again. To Lourens’ relief, Charlie then moved off him and made his way to Lourens’ backside. As Charlie got into full stride fucking him, Lourens was even further relieved when he observed Rod begin to dress. Charlie didn’t last too long and unloaded a few minutes later, as Rod stood watching them. Charlie now also got dressed as Lourens continued lying on the sling, regaining his composure. When the two guys were about to exit the room Lourens quickly jumped up, so that he could close the door behind them.

As Lourens was pushing the door shut a huge paw appeared on the door and stopped the momentum. The person that now appeared in the doorway looked like a younger version of Santa Claus with black hair. He was very large and extremely hairy.

Without asking permission he entered the room and bolted the door. Facing Lourens, he introduced himself as Blackie, explaining that his surname was Black. Then he asked, “So, sounds like you guys were having a lot of fun in here?”

“Yeah,” Lourens replied, rather sheepishly.

Blackie then sniffed the air and frowning, said, “Jesus, there’s quite a hum in here.” Before Lourens could offer an explanation Blackie smiled and said, “Smells really good.”

Blackie summarily removed the slip-on ankle boots that he was wearing, before unbuttoning his shirt. Lourens was mesmerised by the two huge damp patches that Blackie had under his arms. With his shirt off, Blackie sniffed one of the damp patches and said, “Looks like I’ll be making a contribution to the stench.”

Lourens had never seen such a hairy guy. Blackie’s entire torso was coated with fur and Lourens was totally overawed by the size of his moobs. They looked like two huge pot-roasts stuck to his chest. When Blackie’s jeans were removed, the hairiness just perpetuated and when Blackie’s underpants were pushed down, Lourens had never seen so much pubic hair in his life. Sticking upward out of the bush there was a very light coloured uncut knob with a small opening in the front, revealing what looked like a bright pink marble that was split by a long piss slit. As Lourens would later find, the cone-shaped cock was actually larger than it looked in the jungle of fur.

Observing Lourens’ stare, Blackie explained that the foreskin was non retractable. Blackie bemoaned the fact that he was unable to dispose of all the excess moisture after a piss, and always had to contend with piss stains on his underpants. Lourens was becoming bolder by the minute in his new found utopia and reached out to touch Blackie’s cock. Continuing his boldness Lourens got to his knees and closed in on the furry mane. As Blackie had forewarned there was a strong pissy smell, but with the half a pint of Charlie’s piss in his guts, this wasn’t a problem. As Lourens’ lips moved forward on the knob he was surprised by its ever-increasing girth.

Blackie’s paws locked on his head, but the skull-fucking wasn’t too hectic and the fur encasing Lourens’ face was an incredible turn-on. Lourens was also delighted by fact that this finale had unexpectedly come his way. After a brief time Lourens found his body being pulled upward, before his mouth was again surrounded by Blackie’s facial fur. Blackie was by far the most sensual kisser that Lourens had encountered that day. Blackie was also much less manic than any of Lourens’ former ‘lovers'. Blackie’s hands controlled Lourens' head in a loving fashion, and his demeanour was sensual, rather than lustful.

Shortly, Blackie’s hands began guiding Lourens’ mouth over his chest, from moob to moob. Then, Lourens found his head being pushed into one of Blackie’s moist armpits. The smell was pleasant and far less pungent than Lourens’ former two stall mates. After the second pit followed Lourens felt his body being turned. Clamped in a hairy embrace he could clearly feel Blackie’s incredibly rigid cock scouting for his hole. Lourens couldn’t wait to be plugged and pushed out his butt, inviting the entry. The cone very quickly hit the mark and soon Lourens was again enjoying yet another anal plundering.

With Blackie’s left hand on Lourens lower stomach and his right hand around Lourens’ throat, Blackie sustained a steady and sensual rhythm. Blackie then commenced pushing and pulling Lourens’ torso up and down at frequent intervals. As Lourens’ torso lay over the sling Blackie would lovingly stroke his back as he leisurely fucked Lourens’ arse, and then, when Lourens got pulled upwards again Blackie’s hands would caress Lourens’ stomach and chest. For the first time that day Lourens felt like someone was making love to him, as opposed to simply fucking him.

As Blackie found himself getting closer to orgasm, he advised Lourens of this fact and they began working toward a combined ejaculation, as Lourens began to work his dick. Their timing was spot on, and their combined grunts underlined that success. Afterward, Blackie insisted on exchanging phone numbers before both men left the store.

Whilst Lourens walked home with a slightly sore arse and a very big smile on his face, he realised that he had gone from a complete novice to a well-seasoned man-whore, in one afternoon. Naturally, Lourens scrubbed and showered for an hour after he got home.

Epilogue:

Meeting Blackie would have a profound effect on Lourens’ life and six months later, Lourens became the ‘farm wife’ on Blackie’s farm. The divorce from Sally was slightly acrimonious and her family were incredibly pissed off. Lourens’ dad was also not very happy initially, but within a year he took to Blackie and the two of them got on extremely well.