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Ted and Jake exchanged glances without speaking, and then they pulled their hands out of Toby’s pants and stood up.
When Toby stood, the room started to spin a little. But it was nothing he couldn’t handle. For the first time in his life, he felt completely free to be who he was and do what he felt like doing. As he crossed the dark bar, still sandwiched between Ted and Jake, he knew his pants were wide open and half his ass was showing. He knew the other guys in the bar could see him and he didn’t give a damn what they thought. In fact, he liked the way they were watching him. He didn’t even attempt to pull his pants up. He let them fall down as he walked, and he wiggled his ass on purpose so the other guys wouldn’t miss anything.
The back room was even darker than the bar. There were men having sex in various positions all over the place. Some leaned against the walls and watched while they held their dicks. Toby wasn’t sure where to look first. He wasn’t sure how he felt about all this either. It wasn’t something he would have done sober. In one corner of the room he saw the young blond guy he’d followed into the bar on his knees sucking three guys off at the same time. The blonde guy was naked and he wasn’t coming up for air. His big buck teeth worked those dicks as if he were chowing down on corn cobs. And there was a huge boil that looked as if it were ready to burst in the middle of his back. In another corner, he saw two extremely large men in black leather outfits kissing under a dim red light. Jake started kissing Toby’s neck; Ted pulled Toby’s pants down even lower.
It wasn’t long before they removed Toby’s jacket and his sweater. Though his pants were around his ankles and his shoes were still on, he was almost completely naked in a room full of strange men and Ted and Jake were devouring his entire body with their mouths. Their heavy beards felt rough against his nipples. He cradled their heads in each hand as they licked his torso. At one point, when he knew the other men were watching him, he lifted his arms all the way up and arched his back.
The men who had been leaning against the walls jacking off stepped forward. It wasn’t long before a crowd gathered and more men started groping Toby. They walked him back to a pool table and slowly turned him around so that his ass was facing them. But when one of the men older men climbed up on the pool table and pulled out his dick, Toby’s stomach tightened. He’d never seen wiry, gray pubic hair. He’d never seen an older guy’s crooked dick before. This one had wrinkles and too many veins swirling around the shaft in all directions. And when the older man shoved his dick into Toby’s face and Toby got a whiff of the strong, sour vinegar smell coming from between the older man’s legs, Toby’s entire body went rigid and he sobered up fast. It was the worst thing he’d ever smelled in his life… and more aggressive than smelling salts. It reminded him of a combination of mustard, vinegar, and burnt meatloaf. And it sobered him up immediately.
Toby realized he didn’t want to do this. He wanted to smack that tired old wrinkled dick. He wanted to get dressed and get out of there as fast as he could. He remembered everything Bill Weiss had told him about venereal disease, and then he remembered the humiliating trips to the doctor’s office. He started to think about what would happen if there was a raid and the police found him standing there naked surrounded by a group of men, one with gray pubic hair and a decrepit dick. But Toby knew he had to be careful. These guys were drunk and there was no telling what they could do to him.
So he caressed Ted’s back and whispered into Ted’s ear with his softest tone. “I have to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He figured it was a plausible excuse to get away without being rude. He’d pull up his pants, grab his shirt and jacket, and made a run for the exit.
Ted smiled and said, “Just piss right here. They won’t mind.”
Toby blinked. He glanced down and saw two guys on their knees looking up at him.
“I’d rather just go to the bathroom,” he said. This was getting worse. Bill never told him the guys liked to be peed on in back rooms. “I’ll be right back.”
Ted laughed. “You want to get out of here, don’t you?” “Oh dear God, yes.”
“Don’t worry,” Ted said. “I’ll get you out safe and sound. It’s okay.” Then he glanced at Jake and said, “We’re going to take him to the bathroom.”
Jake looked confused. “Huh?” He was still licking Toby’s thigh.
A few of the guys started to protest. The old guy was slapping his wrinkled, veiny dick against Toby’s back. One of guys kneeling on the floor actually begged Toby to pee in his face. He opened his mouth as wide as it would go and stuck out his tongue. But Ted and Jake helped Toby pull up his pants and gather his clothes. They pushed the other guys away and walked him back out to the bar. The guy who had been begging for Toby to pee on him grabbed Toby’s ankle and Toby had to shake his leg and kick the fool in the face to keep walking.
When they reached the exit, Toby grabbed Ted’s hand and said, “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t do it. I don’t know what I was thinking.” He turned to Jake and shrugged. “I can’t thank you guys enough for helping me get out of there.”
Ted patted his ass and said, “I can’t say I’m not disappointed. You’re adorable. But we understand. It’s okay.”
Jake leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m just glad you ran into us tonight instead of the rest of those creeps back there. I hate to think about what could have happened to you. You really have to be more careful. You’re too pretty to be a tease. You were lucky this time. But if you’re going to put out the signals in a place like this, you’d better be prepared to follow through with them.”
“I know,” Toby said. “I’m sorry. I can’t thank you enough.” Then he kissed them both good-bye and got out of there as fast as he could.
He didn’t take a deep breath until he reached Seventh Avenue South and Christopher. He couldn’t get the smell of old man dick out of his nose. His head was spinning now and there was ringing in his ears from that God awful, tuneless jazz music. He wondered how that Beat crowd could enjoy music like that without losing their minds. He didn’t feel like walking all the way back to his apartment so he hailed a cab. The only thing he wanted to do was go home and shower for about four hours. After that, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do next.
