Turned into a bar slut (gay) by strangers

Hello all. If you have read my previous stories, you would know I am 6 feet tall, fair, chubby, and smooth guy with baby pink lips. I love being used in public. This is a story of a fine November evening in Delhi.

Some of my recent online searches found that Delhi Gays usually hang out in organized parties at gay-friendly pubs. Now, these parties usually have strict rules against PDA, and you are required to maintain some decorum.

But the kind of slut I am, I like to break some rules for the love of public fuck. So I found out a cheap, shady pub in Central Delhi. I could tell by the pictures that it was the place for me.

A gay meetup was planned there on a Wednesday night, and I was immediately excited. So I wore my black silk panties, a low waist skinny fit jeans, and a white shirt without a vest and headed for the destination.

I entered the pub around 9 PM. It was a decent-sized enclosed pub on a rooftop. The open area outside was being renovated, and only the indoors were open. It had a huge and heavy door. As I entered, I was welcomed by warm/yellow dim lighting all around.

It was kind of dark, and I was sad as my poking ass and nipples weren’t easily visible. There were around 10-15 men in the pub of various sizes and shapes. As I ramp walked towards the bar, I made contact with each one of them. My gestures assured them that the slut had arrived.

I sat alone in a corner cubicle and ordered some whiskey. The idea was to get drunk quickly and let things happen on their own. I was a few drinks down when one of the guys came over, greeted me, and sat next to me. I was a little buzzed, and I could not even recall his name.

All I remember is that he was pretty tall and heavy. He looked like Thor. We were chit-chatting and enjoying our drinks when he came uncomfortably close to me. He reeked of tobacco, and that is my weakness. I took my face as close to him as I could and asked him if I could borrow a smoke.

His eyes widened, and he asked me to follow him to the smoking area. The smoking area was out of the backdoor in a shabby staircase. As we went up a few stairs, Mr. Thor had his hands wrapped around my waist. I was purposely leaning on him.

As we lit our cigarettes, I went ridiculously close to him and puffed out the smoke slowly on his face. He smiled. This time, I took another drag and pulled his shirt towards me, and puffed out the smoke on his bare chest. His smile got wider and devilish.

I came closer to him. Close enough to brush my lips on his and then pull them back. And that was it. The heavenly events of the night to come and me becoming a public property had begun.

This guy pulled his arms around me and pulled me towards him. My face was wrapped between his bulging biceps, and my lips were locked to his. He had gripped me so tightly that I couldn’t even manage space to breathe.

His tongue explored the insides of my mouth, which were followed by some rough biting of my lower lip. This continued for a while till he was out of breath too. I was not only out of my breath but out of my senses too. As he let go of me, I dropped to my knees.

As fate would have it, my mouth inclined right in front of his crotch. I used my teeth to pull down his zipper and started to grab his dick over the undies with my mouth. I knew Mr. Thor hadn’t had an experience like this before as he didn’t even want to waste a second.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me back. He took his dick out with his other hand, which was around 6-7 inches long and about 3 inches thick. I knew what was required, and I wasted no time in seductions. My mouth was wrapped around his tool, and I was using my saliva to lubricate it.

A couple of strokes, and this guy lost it. He used his arms to pull me closer, not realizing this action gagged me. I used to cough every time he let go of me. After a little over 2 minutes of this and my mouth was flooded with thick warm cum.

He didn’t take his dick out until it was limp. I had swallowed all his cum by then. As he let go and I stood up, I realized that a couple of guys were smoking nearby and now had their dicks out with expectations. I excused myself as I needed more alcohol inside me.

As I went back to my cubicle, the bartender came to me. He told me that he would offer free unlimited drinks if I could do to everyone what I did to the other guy backstairs. My wicked smile gave him the answer. He had soon kept a pitcher of LIIT on my table.

A couple of glasses of the cocktail, and I remember I was partially knocked out. Next, I remember, the bartender held me by my collar and took me to the center of the pub. He made no announcements, just cleared his throat, and took my shirt off. I could see some eyes on me.

Soon he bent down and took my jeans off. Now there were a lot of ‘Ohs’ and ‘Aaahs.’ I realized it was because of my smooth body and the silky panties. In my drunken state, wherever I could see, I saw dicks out. The bartender made me sit on my knees and shoved his dick inside me.

He was huge. As he stroked inside my mouth, I made those dirty sounds. I don’t remember how long I sucked him, but he splashed his warm cum on my face. Then he displayed my face to his customers and shouted, “All yours.”

Before I could resist, there were atleast 5-6 men with their dicks hanging up my face. I started sucking them one by one. As expected, this was a slow process, and I couldn’t satisfy them all. The impatience grew, and I felt tongues licking my body.

I felt hands groping my boobs, teeth biting my nipples, and fingers exploring my butt hole. It got so rough that I wanted to shout. But every time I let go of a cock to shout, another was shoved in my mouth.

My nipples were hurting, and my ass and mouth were sore. Within minutes, my mouth had more cum in and around it than I had ever had my entire life. But the dicks did not stop. To my relief, I felt a soft and wet touch on my but hole.

A nice gentleman had decided to lick it to please me. Also, he wanted me well lubricated before drilling me. I let go of the dick in my mouth and let out a moan. And our gentleman got his signal. He went up, positioned himself, and thrust his dick inside me.

By now, so many dry fingers had been inside me that I was numb to any pain. The rough thrusting made me bounce forward and back while I sucked a huge 8-9 inches simultaneously.

In the next 15-20 minutes to follow, I can recall dicks of various sizes stretching my asshole. I was so used to the pain by now that I would moan as a new dick entered me. I had cum in my hair, on my face, and obviously in my mouth.

A little later, I was made to stand up. I thought my abuse was over. But to my surprise, I was made to squat on the bartender’s dick, who was lying on the floor. As I rode him in cowgirl position, dicks were again stuffed in my mouth.

Soon the dicks were completely drained. A few men came and spat on my face. I was so drunk that I was shouting at everyone that they were done so soon. Whether this hurt their ego or I don’t know what. The men kept fucking me till I was dropped dead asleep.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night because of some cock gagging me or some drunkard pissing on me. But most of the remaining night is hazy.

I woke up the next morning around 8 AM. I was completely sticky and smelt of piss. 3-4 guys were sleeping next to me naked. I tried to get up, but my ass pained like hell. I somehow managed to get up and walk my way to the washroom.

The bartender was taking a leak there and greeted me with a smile. He offered me a cigarette and fucked me doggy style on the staircase. He wanted to use the full advantage that the others were asleep, and he had me all to himself.

I was on my knees, and he was fucking me doggy style while he pulled my arms to the back. He fucked me for a couple of minutes before shooting his load inside me.

From the time he let go of me to the time I freshened up and washed, guys kept waking up and requesting me to take care of their morning wood. Thankfully, they had to rush home, too and a round of suck was good for them. I left the pub around 10:00 AM with the joy of satisfying about a dozen men last night and finding love in Delhi.

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