Because this is secret I can talk about the orgy I went to last night
The orgy was pretty lame. I had been there twice before and usually there are a mix of men, 19 years old to about mid-30s, maybe a total of 10-15 people. The orgy is in a suburb far from the center of the city. It's in this nondescript condo development. With the closing of sex clubs and porno theaters and gay bathhouses its nice to know that naughty sex has migrated to the suburbs. Condos are so boring and ugly its heartening to think of a bunch of strange men buggering each other. Think about that.
When I arrived at the orgy there were seven guys smoking outside of the condo. Some of them looked cute. When I got in the orgy organizer, Jeff, was acting kind of nervously. Jeff is in his late 30s or so and he's pretty fat. He has an orgy every Monday night except for the nights when the local hockey team plays at home. Jeff never joins in the orgy. He just stands in the doorway to his master bedroom and watches guys fuck each other and once in a while he'll rub someone's back or kiss a dude's neck while he's getting sucked off but he always keeps his clothes on. I swear he's videotaping it all and that he jerks off to the tapes when we've all left. My secret plan is to ingratiate myself to him and get him to share with me his secret video tapes. I am positive they exist.
For some reason, the seven guys outside disappeared. I sipped from my can of Miller Lite. I had another. I really wasn't feeling it. Soon I just said to Jeff, hey, bro, I'm not feeling it. The way to Jeff's heart is to call him 'bro.' Jeff understood why I wasn't feeling it. He walked me to the door and grabbed my butt through my jeans. I told him I'd call him next Monday. The thing about having an orgy every week is, there's always next Monday.
When I arrived at the orgy there were seven guys smoking outside of the condo. Some of them looked cute. When I got in the orgy organizer, Jeff, was acting kind of nervously. Jeff is in his late 30s or so and he's pretty fat. He has an orgy every Monday night except for the nights when the local hockey team plays at home. Jeff never joins in the orgy. He just stands in the doorway to his master bedroom and watches guys fuck each other and once in a while he'll rub someone's back or kiss a dude's neck while he's getting sucked off but he always keeps his clothes on. I swear he's videotaping it all and that he jerks off to the tapes when we've all left. My secret plan is to ingratiate myself to him and get him to share with me his secret video tapes. I am positive they exist.
For some reason, the seven guys outside disappeared. I sipped from my can of Miller Lite. I had another. I really wasn't feeling it. Soon I just said to Jeff, hey, bro, I'm not feeling it. The way to Jeff's heart is to call him 'bro.' Jeff understood why I wasn't feeling it. He walked me to the door and grabbed my butt through my jeans. I told him I'd call him next Monday. The thing about having an orgy every week is, there's always next Monday.
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Definitely sounds like its being taped, and would be virtually impossible to discover.
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