Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2019 08:20:12 +0000 From: El Gato Subject: Flushing bookstore Part 1 Authoritarian brutal demeaning humiliation of a bottom hole. Like my story? Feel free to reach out e1gato@hotmail.com and say hello. I have lived in NYC all my life. It has its advantages, especially if you are a closet perv like me. Over the years, peep shows and bookstore have closed down as everything has become Disneyfied. That said, a few bookstores remain. This is how I found one of my favorite. It was on a late Saturday night, after spending an evening with some friends and feasting on some amazing dim sum and noodles at a Cantonese restaurant, that I noticed the sign. As we were saying our goodbyes, I noticed "adult bookstore and video booths" written in small print above a doorway. I almost missed it but I could not help thinking about it as I sat in my car. What the hell, I thought, horny as always I locked my car back up and walked in. I climbed the stairway to the second floor and the smell of stale cigar/cigarette smoke and piss almost made me dizzy. A short hallway led to a doorway that just said "open 24 hour". I remember opening the door and almost immediately thinking "fuck, I should leave". I am used to seeing a couple of guys, on a typical Sat night, at these places but this place was packed. I had no idea how big the place was but there were men everywhere. There were like 20 or 30 guys that I could see and every single one was Chinese. It got real quiet and there was this weird pause, like I just walked in on a private party. As I muttered like an idiot about being sorry and that I must be in the wrong place and started to close the door, a voice from the back just yelled out "inside now! And close door". I froze and within a second "now!" rang out and startled me. I jumped a bit and the door jerked real quick and slammed, as I jumped out of the way. "Stupid white devil break my door!" They set upon me so quickly, there was no time to even react. I was pushed and forced along by pinching, grabbing, squeezing hands. I quickly realized that we had moved slowly to another room. I tried to fight but there were sooo many hands to fend off. This room had aisles of dvd's and I was cornered in a darker section. I finally started to protest but the sea of hands just shifted as hands held my head as another hand covered my mouth. I could not even see my arms as I was being held. Almost like an ocean wave I was slightly picked up and my knees suddenly bent as I was pushed down to the ground. The cock (thank god it was covered) came out of nowhere. I did not see anyone pull it out nor did I hear a zipper but there it was. No sooner had the hand on my mouth been removed, did the cockhead rest on my lips. "Open" was all I heard yelled down at me, which was followed by a slap across my face that gave me no time to think. There was no foreplay or even a chance to adjust. All I remember is that his pubes were in my nose and I smelled all of this man's nasty stink. Now he decided to let me adjust around his cock but I was not allowed to pull off. I still have no idea how big this cock actually was. It wasn't huge where I could not breathe but it was big enough to trigger my gag reflex. So as I alternated between trying to breathe and gagging, I was held there. As I frantically struggled, I must have missed what all the other hands were up to. I quickly realized that my belt had been undone and my pants lowered. My cock was grabbed through my underwear and brutally squeezed. As I yelled out, the cock in my mouth somehow went in a little deeper and now I was full on puking around his cock. It was so nasty but still the cock was not removed. "White devil wear boy panties" and they all start to laugh at the blue thong I am wearing. What? They make sexy men's underwear. My cock is slapped repeatedly yet I am hard as a rock. Suddenly, the cock in my mouth starts to pound my throat like a piston in a car engine. My god it was fast and my gagging was horrible. His grunts grew louder and deeper and his thrusting pace slowed before suddenly I felt him blast spurt after spurt into his rubber. I even tasted the saltiness through the rubber as he finished. No sooner had he finished, the cock was yanked from my mouth and another thrust back in. Smaller and hairier this time on a fatter man. It is certainly a feature that I learned well that night but all the Chinese men had long unshaved pubes that were kind of straight. Anyway, as this fat guy proceeded to pound his belly into my forehead, I realized that my pants and undies were being pulled off. I am now kneeling, naked from the waist down, in the middle of a bookstore and a cock in my mouth. Not for long. I feel it immediately as it probes for my opening. Someone is behind me and not even bothering to stick a finger in first. No, he is just thrusting and rather aimlessly at that. I realize quickly why he is doing this, as the lubed rubber is making everything slick back there. My asscheeks are squeezed together as he plows my crack a bit and my ass gets slapped. This little game only last a minute or 2 as the cock finds its target and he sinks in to the hilt. I yell again and the man in mouth take the opportunity to fuck my throat even deeper. The fucking is brutal. As each cock explodes inside me, it is quickly replaced. At some point I am maneuvered on to all fours and some time after that, I realized that all the hands were gone and I am no longer even held, except for a cock in each hole. Here I was, taking chinese dick, like a pro and moaning like a real whore. There is some kind of yelling in Chinese and the cocks are yanked from my holes. I am picked up and thrown naked into a dark room and the door shut. The only light is coming from these 2 mailbox slot size openings. Wait, I recognize where I am. This is a video booth. The door is yanked open, as I am still laying on the filthy floor, and a man is standing there holding my clothes. He takes my wallet and keys out of my pants pocket. Throws the pants and shirt at me on the floor, unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. "Please no more, please" I beg. "No finish yet" he yells but I am totally spent and can't move. After a min or so he simply say "ok you come back next Sat, I keep these until then make sure you come back and pay for my door" as he puts my wallet and keys in his pocket. He brings my underwear to his nose and takes a deep breath "I keep your panties". No sooner does he utter the words, he unleashes a stream of piss all over me and my clothes. I am drenched. Man after man steps up and pissed on me amd my clothes. OMG that smell is still there in my brain to this day..... The last man is done and they shut the door. I am finally able to sit up. The door is yanked open and a man in cleaning garb is startled to see a naked white dude sitting there. He see's the puddle of piss and gets really angry and starts to yell in Chinese. I am grabbed and thrown out the door and into the hallway, with my piss soaked and smelly clothes. I have no choice but to put them on but wait I can't find my panties, I mean underwear, oh wait and I remember the look on his face when he inhaled my smell. OMG, what is he going to do to me next Sat? Why am I so hard?????