Date: Sun, 24 Jun 2018 20:38:57 +0200
From: bass dropper <getbanged11@gmail.com>
Subject: Assess pants on Leather Night Chapter 2

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Once everyone in the group had drinks, they each made their way towards one
of the semi-circular booths at the far end of the club. Shaheen took
Brett's hand and they squeezed their way through hordes of people toward
the booth. Phillip was right behind them and on more than one occasion had
reached down to squeeze Brett's bare ass.

 As they reached the only available booth, another group of men had managed
to snap it up just before them.

"This place is too crowded tonight." Phillip leaned against the waist-high
wooden wall that enclosed the booth and all of his friends made a circle
around him. They eased into conversation that mostly centred on gossiping
about the most promiscuously dressed men at Soho. With Phillip leaning
against the wall, the leather straps parted around his fat cock and left it
protruding obscurely for Brett to ogle at. Phillip was fully aware of the
stares he was receiving from Brett and pulled him by his arm toward
him. Brett did not seem to even realise what was happening, Phillip had his
bare bum sitting flush against his thick flaccid cock before Brett had a
chance to react. The group all laughed, Shaheen the loudest, so Brett
relaxed and laughed as well.

"I bet that fat log feels good." Richard commented.

"Yeah, he likes fat logs." Shaheen observed. Brett wasn't sure whether this
was all a joke, Shaheen was surprisingly very calm and even seemed to be
enjoying the site of Brett leaning against Phillip. He also was certain
that the rest of men had no idea how rapidly Phillip's monster cock was
hardening against his ass crack.

"He's got a really big one babe, I think he might give you a run for his
money." Brett was trying his best to make light of the situation. Brett
found himself in an awkward situation, while he was loving the feel of
Phillip's fat cock against his ass, he certainly didn't want this to turn
into a huge fight between him and Shaheen. He couldn't move himself away
from Phillip since the large man had Brett planted firmly against him,
gripping him by his waist. Brett also realised that if he didn't get away
from Phillip quickly, it wouldn't take much for his thick cock to snake its
way into his freshly fucked ass still dripping with Shaheen's cum. His own
cock was hardening quickly rather uncomfortably inside the tight leather
pants, snaking its way toward his left hip. Brett could not say anything
either, if Phillip was just messing around with him then he would look like
the biggest fool. Brett decided to just relax against Phillip and just go
with the flow. He told himself that Phillip was just being a little extra
touchy, which is the way he normally behaves anyway.

Brett felt Phillip's grip momentarily relax and Brett knew that this was
his opportunity to escape Phillip. Just as Brett started to push himself
off the large man, Phillip quickly pulled him back down. This time the
fully erect cock pushed its way past Brett's asscheeks knocking on his
rosebud's door. At that point, Brett decided that he could not let this
opportunity slide and being the expert bottom he was, pushed out and
allowed the massive invader access. Inch by inch, the massive cock pushed
into Brett until he felt the combination of Phillip's wiry pubes and the
soft leather straps against his ass. Brett realised that the group seemed
so engrossed by their own conversations that they might not even know that
at this very moment, he was impaled by Phillip's giant manhood.

"He takes it like a champ Shaheen." Brett stared into Shaheen's face in
horror, only to find a familiar smirk plastered across his face.

"I told you that I would loosen him up for you." The realisation that
Shaheen and Phillip might have planned this whole event dawned on
Brett. Phillip didn't waste time in any further pretences, he rose up of
the booth wall, picking Brett along with him. Phillip gripped Brett by the
neck with one hand and tucked his fingers into the waistband of Brett's
assless pants with the other and began to firmly pummel Brett's ass. Brett
realised that the group has closed in tight around them to prevent anyone
else from seeing. He vaguely registered a debate going on amongst them
about Gin and tonic versus a vodka soda. Phillip might have even given some
input into the conversation, it was like no one even cared that he had a
huge cock up his ass in the middle of Soho.

Phillip fucked him with rigid long thrusts, drawing out slowly to allow
Brett the time to feel his large length to scrape around the sides of
asshole. Once he had drawn out enough, leaving just the big helmet of his
cock pulsating inside his ass, he would slam the entire length back
in. Each time it would force his head to rub up against Shaheen's crotch
who stood directly in front of him.

"This ass is fucking amazing Shaheen, you are a lucky son of a bitch."

Brett made eye contact with Shaheen, he just smirked at him. Brett couldn't
look up at him for very long. He felt too guilty. He was so caught up in
the ecstasy of having such a powerful cock inside him, yet at the very same
time, he did not want this incredible cock inside him. He felt like this
was the ultimate test of his loyalty and he just failed miserably. Brett
suddenly received an ominous feeling that this night would forever change
his relationship with Shaheen.

Brett realised that this fat cock was already inside him, and if there was
one thing that he was sure of, that fat cock was exactly where he wanted it
to be. Brett hung his head down and just enjoyed the ride of his life that
Phillip was giving him.

Brett felt Phillip starting to piston his cock even faster into him and he
knew that the engorged cock was close to its climax. Phillip squeezed his
Brett's neck, his moans got louder and with one final shove, he planted his
cock deep inside Brett. Brett felt the familiar pulsating, his insides
filled with warm feelings given to him by Phillip's eruption.

Phillip leaned his forehead against the nape of his neck. "Fuck, you are
incredible," he whispered.

"I loved every minute of it." Brett replied.

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