He undid his own belt with one hand while the other kept Piper pinned at his collarbone.
Piper clocked the room the way a quarterback clocked a field. Four men now, counting Jayson. Pressing in back of him. Another man Piper didn’t know the name of was in front of him now, his hand applying pressure to the top of Piper's head. A third man, the actor, stood near the bar with his glass of port, not approaching yet. Jayson on the leather bench across the room, continued to watch.
The man behind him tilted Piper’s head back and fed his cock into Piper’s mouth. Piper opened his mouth and did what it had been trained to do. The man pushed until Piper’s nose was against the man’s stomach and held, waiting for Piper to gag, but he didn’t gag. The man made a small approving sound and started to move Piper’s head up and down against his cock.
Preston lubricated his cock minimally from a small bottle, and pressed his cock into Piper’s ass unannounced.
Preston pushed in deeper, one aggressive stroke after another. Piper felt his body take it the way his body usually took it, which was with a clench. Piper made no sound, he was not in the mood for performative sex tonight. Preston made no noise as well, like the entire experience was in his inside voice.
They rotated Piper.
Preston finished first, hand braced against Piper’s shoulder, cum pulsing deep inside him.
The third man, the actor by the bar, set down his glass and walked over. The man in Piper’s mouth pulled out for a second, and Piper felt the wet mess at the corners of his mouth lingering, and then the actor took Preston’s position. Piper noticed that his cock was much larger than Preston’s as he began to pound Piper’s ass at a faster pace.
The actor was rougher. He fucked Piper with his hand wrapped around the front of Piper’s throat, the pressure calibrated just above comfortable and just below alarm. Piper’s cock didn’t get hard. That was also a thing the room was noticing.
Piper had known early on that his body was going to take this the way his body had always taken this, but he usually was able to get hard, and something had changed in his body tonight.
The actor came inside Piper. Then the man whose cock was in Piper’s mouth came, and the cum hit the back of Piper’sthroat, and he swallowed because swallowing was cleaner than the alternative.
The door opened again, and four additional men entered to participate in the event.
Jayson stood up from the chair and walked over to Piper, holding still on all fours.
Jayson didn’t touch Piper. He stood in front of him, and looked at the top of Piper’s head.
“You are doing so well.” And then said, “But I need you to get hard for us, can you do that? The guests want to make sure you are enjoying this as well,” Jayson whispered into Piper’s ear.
The sentence was a test, and Jayson knew Piper’s mind and body were not in it like usual.
The men took their turn fucking Piper.
Piper closed his eyes, his mind traveled to elementary school, his head down in class, staring at the thing he loved most, his Lisa Frank Trapper Keeper.
***
Piper woke at six.
He got up, ran the shower, and stood under it for a while, trying to erase the night before from his memory. He washed and got out and wrapped a towel around his waist.
The mirror was fogged and he wiped it with his hand.
The face in the mirror was the face he had seen in the mirror every day for thirty years. He stood there, looking at it, waiting for the difference to be visible.
He looked at the bruise on his ribs that no man had cared to mention the night before, because the bruise was an imperfection on the apparatus that was Piper.
He looked at himself the way he would have looked at film of himself, searching for something. He could not find anything.
He got dressed.
Piper had breakfast in the kitchen and decided not to join the other men in the main dining room.
Jayson entered the kitchen. “Good morning, is there a reason why you are eating in here?”
His voice seemed annoyed.
“I am invisible to your friends, so I decided to be invisible,” Piper replied.
