Zorko's Curiosities Ch. 04byhorrorotica©
The next day Lee and I slept in until around ten am and he woke me and we french kissed for at least 30 minutes. To feel his hot body against mine while we just enjoyed each others tongue play was so romantic. But I was conscious of the fact that I smelt I never did get a shower when I got home last night as Lee wanted me au natural. But after a steamy night of fucking the smell was bad. So after some friendly banter I persuaded Lee to move it to the shower.
The hot water ran down over our bodies as we pressed up against each other still making out, our tongues ravenous for each other. The hot water was running all over us, the steam filling the bathroom while Lee caressed every inch of my body including my small cock, which was as hard as a rock. The kissing stopped and Lee got down on his knees, smiling up at me before wrapping his lips around my dick once again swallowing it easily. I moaned, leaning my head back against the shower wall and ran a hand through his Lee's hair forcing my cock to the back of his throat.
It felt so damn good, Lee's hand was lingering down my back towards my ass. He gave my ass a light smack and then groped it for a moment, squeezing it and pushing me closer getting all my cock and balls into his mouth again. Then he started running his fingers along my ass crack and that is when I really started to get turned on, Lee continued sucking and slowly inserted his index finger into my ass.
The hot shower water was acting as sufficient lubrication and I have to admit I was totally loving it. "Ohhh fuck Lee you are fucking hot!" I moaned in ecstasy.
Lee pushed his finger deeper inside my ass until he was in up to the knuckle and started rubbing my prostate gland. He began sucking more fiercely making all kinds of slurping and gagging noises as a result.
My body was shaking, my breathing coming in short rasps as Lee finger fucked my asshole and continued sucking me off. I practically screamed out when I felt his Lee insert a second finger, stretching my hole even wider to accommodate both fingers and started really thrusting them in and out of me. I thrust my hips forward and started mouth fucking Lee now when finally, after five minutes of this I could stand no more. So with a cry of intense orgasmic pleasure I exploded, shooting the biggest load of cum I had released in a LONG time down Lee's throat. Lee swallowed every drop then licked my cock clean and smiled up at me, his fingers still knuckle deep inside my ass.
"Where you been all my life sexy?" he said with a smile looking up at me.
He looked so adorable I swear my heart melted right there and then. I sighed leaning back against the wall with a feeling of relief and calm but Lee was still slowly fingering my asshole.
"You really know how to work a prostate Lee. Most Tops I have known are just 'wham, bam, seen your small dick so no thank you man' types," I joked.
"Yeah it's funny how a lot of guys think all you need to fuck is a dick. That's why most guys are crap in bed I suppose," he said.
Lee slowly pulled his fingers from my ass and stood up smiling at me, he kissed me on the lips again, our tongues dancing playfully. My cock started to grow hard again as it pressed up against Lee's while the hot water ran over them. He turned me around to face the wall and pressed me up against it. Lee leaned against me running his hands up and down my chest and stomach and thighs. His hard cock was now rubbing against my ass crack, probing me as it were. He started kissing me on the back of the neck, kissing, sucking and licking and I could not help but moan and push my ass back against Lee's throbbing erection.
"I'm gonna fuck your sweet ass baby."
"Oh fuck yeah," I groaned.
"Tell me what you want," Lee said. "Tell me you want my big fat cock in your tight sexy ass."
"I want you to fuck my ass. Please, fuck my ass."
Lee ran his hands down my thighs and grabbed them pushing himself forward some, inching his cock into my asshole. I grunted, biting my lip, the hot water running down over us still acting as a pretty good form of lubrication. His cock felt large as he pushed it inside me and my anus opened for it without much trouble. It was reasonable well trained now so it knew how to respond when cock came a knocking. My asshole stretched to accommodate Lee's thick cock until he was buried balls deep inside of me.
He leaned in, kissing me on the neck again and started thrusting in and out of me. He went nice and slow at first until I started breathing heavier and moaning in pleasure at which point he picked up the pace and started fucking him harder and faster. Within minutes his cock was rubbing up against his prostate in just the right angle and I was screaming in pleasure. My entire body was trembling as the most powerful orgasm I had ever had overtaken me.
But just when I thought the level of pleasure was about to die down Lee started pounding my ass even harder than before. The burning sensation in the tip of my dick started to grow hotter and hotter as Lee fucked me harder and harder riding the orgasm out. Each time my orgasm reached its brink Jimmy would slow down and wait for me to relax just slightly before slamming straight back into me again.
After what seemed like hours of this, Lee reached around and grabbed my dick really pounding the shit out of me now while jerking me off at the same time. My entire body seemed to go into a spasm as though I were having a seizure. My cock gave a twitch before shooting several globs of cum all over the shower wall. Lee buried himself balls deep inside my ass, bit his lip, and leaned over me as he too started to cum. He pumped my ass full of semen until he had emptied his balls completely at which point he slowly withdrew from my loosened asshole.
With a light slap on the ass I jumped and moaned reaching around to touch my asshole and was amazed at how wide open it was. Lee had really fucked me hard. "My god Lee you are like the best top I have ever had," I said amazed.
Lee turned me and we kissed again as the warm water ran over us. Then he said, "You are the best bottom I have ever fucked. So I guess we're a match made in heaven."
I laughed, "Heaven don't allow queers so I am told."
"Really? I thought that Jesus guy was a queer? I mean he sure acted like one," Lee joked.
I laughed again, "Since when does a Chinese guy know about Jesus?"
"Oh you will be surprised what the customers tell you at the salon."
I laughed again as the mental picture of Lee ripping all the hair off the body of some middle-aged up tight religious woman while she told him all about Jesus flashed through my mind. We hung out all day together getting to know each other and he took me to this great Chinese place for lunch. The kind you don't see too many white people at, but is popular with Asian people so you know it's the real McCoy not the westernised version of Chinese food.
He dropped me off back at my apartment after three pm and so I began my preparation for my gig spending the next few hours on the toilet thanks to some enema's. I watched TV otherwise and then had another shower about an hour before the bus would arrive and waited. The butterflies in my stomach were really playing up and I confess I even vomited a few times.
I was going to be on display at the Deviants Ball for fuck's sake!
Lee had been sending me text messages all afternoon as he knew I was nervous about the gig tonight. Two thousand partying gay men and women will really be a test of my stamina. I had been thinking about what Paul had told me in regards to creating a character and pretending to be him during the performance. So I dubbed my dick 'Little Gimpy' for the show, as he seemed to enjoy it much more than I did.
So instead of thinking about how I was going to get abused tonight I started to re-frame it and say they would be cruel to 'Little Gimpy' he'd love it. It seemed to help as my nerves subsided more that I thought they would.
But the bus eventually came and picked me up on time and I greeted my fellow freaks sitting next to Paul. I noted that Carl the Cardassian was not present and when I asked Paul he just said he didn't know and he was probably on another bus.
We arrived at the venue which was as I expected a huge warehouse on the docks. The bus actually drove inside and pulled up next to some 22 footer caravans parked next to what looked like an office area inside the warehouse. I looked around the place and noticed it wasn't that empty after all and it was hardly set up for a rave.
"Is this the place they are holding the rave?" I asked Paul as I followed him off the bus.
He turned and said to me, "No the rave is in the warehouse next door. But behind those walls is where we will perform. The guests will be charged entry fee into it from the rave and hopefully they will tip us, but don't expect too much."
"Like you said the drug dealers make all the money eh?" I laughed and he just smiled. "But why is Chas putting us all in one area tonight?"
"Remember what happened to you last night with that nutjob wanting to slit your throat?"
"Yeah?" how could I forget.
"Well imagine if that happened tonight but between you and security are 2,000 plus stoned and drunk queers?" Paul grimaced.
"Ouch! I see what you mean," the thought sent a chill through me.
So we were ushered into one of the caravans (the guys were separated from the girls again) and there I seen Carl the Cardassian for the first time. He smiled wickedly at me when he seen me and my nerves went through the roof.
Trevor came bouncing in saying, "Hey there guys welcome to the Deviants Ball!"
Everyone said hi back then Trevor went on, "Same as last year we are performing in a specially built gallery where the punters will have to pay to enter but unlike last year there will be no tips tonight!"
There was an audible sigh and a few "what the fuck?" yelled at Trevor who pushed on unperturbed.
"This year we will be charging $100 a head to enter the show. The door will be divided equally amongst all performers with a cut also going to the house. There is only 18 performers tonight so that works out roughly $5.55 a head of which you will get $3. So if we get 500 people, for example, you will make $1500 as your cut of the door. Plus your usual fee of course. Are there any questions about that?" Trevor asked at the end.
Seemed fair to me as I'd still gross $2250 for 8 hours on the numbers he quoted when you added the fee. Pretty much for standing there and doing fuck all. Jesus, my mom who was a nurse had to work a fortnight to earn that and she worked her ass off. The other thing I liked was that it meant everyone would get an even cut and no one need feel upset because one performer made more tips than them.
Nobody seemed to mind the new arrangement and so Trevor eventually finished by saying, "OK same shit applies about contacting us if you need anything otherwise break a leg out there. Any questions?"
I rose my hand and Trevor pointed to me so I said, "Can I see the gallery before the guests arrive. I mean I'd just like to see what it looks like from their side?"
"Sure, anyone else?"
A few nodded and Trevor gestured us to follow and he took us through a door into a u-shaped corridor that had cage doors facing out into it about ten feet apart. I followed him through another door inside the gallery area and was struck by the circus theme and the cages sticking out at the intervals I seen from the back. There was a steel rail that kept people from touching the cages and the room had cream walls with thick red carpet. It was exactly how I imagined a freak show would be.
Walking back out we were silent and we headed back to the van and climbed in. "How was it?" Sam the two dick man asked.
"Kinda cool really. Makes you feel like you are really in a show," I replied.
"The show that will tear you a new asshole tonight," Carl the Cardassian sneered
I rolled my eyes and said, "You really have a chip on your shoulder, mate. Why don't you take it down to 'whogivesafuck' town."
Everyone laughed and Carl the Cardassian sneered at me. What a fuck-wit!
I started to undress until I was in my jocks again and put on the cape and gimp mask and sat and waited. It wasn't that long until they called us all out so off came my jocks and we piled out of the vans and was heading to our places.
I entered my cage, put the piss bucket at my feet and then sat on the stool and waited. It seemed like ages I sat in there waiting for the fucking light to turn green but to my surprise my cock was raring to go and it was hard as soon as I got in the cage. At last the moment came and the light went green and I removed my cape and stood there on display.
At first the voices were distant but then I heard Chas talking to some people. I realised he was giving a personal tour probably for the organisers so they could see what they were paying for. It made me wonder what Chas charged for us just to pay us our fee would cost him $13,500 a night for 18 performers. Then he would have costs and then a profit margin. My mind boggled.
Then they were outside my cage and I heard Chas say, "This is our newest performer and the first time we have got someone like him to appear at The Deviants Ball."
A very effeminate man laughed and said, "Hunny a guy with a wang that small would only ever be here as part of the Freak Show! Otherwise we wouldn't let him in the door!"
Another male voice said, "Our motto is always 'You must 5inches or more to get through the door'."
I heard a touch of anger in Chas's voice, "How would you know anyway? I mean do you measure men at the door?"
The effeminate gay voice said, "Oh we'd know. The gay grapevine is better than the fucking CIA sweety, plus we dress better."
I don't know what overcome me at that point but out of nowhere I flipped them the bird and started laughing. I heard the organisers gasp like I was the rudest person they had ever seen and I heard Chas chuckle a bit.
They walked on and I now realised what I was in for the night. The gays at this event were going to be total size queens and Carl was right I was going to cop it.
Little Gimpy twitched as hard as I ever and I felt him tingle in anticipation. "Yeah you'd be looking forward to this wouldn't you," I whispered at him.
After another ten minutes of standing there I could hear voices again outside getting louder and louder. Then it began and the heckling was as fierce as I expected.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT...."
"OMG! THAT'S FUCKING TINY..."
"THAT'S FUCKING HILARIOUS..."
"OH FUCK ME I THOUGHT DICKS THAT SMALL WERE BANNED FROM THE BALL..."
"GOD I'D KILL MYSELF IF I WAS THAT SMALL..."
"WHAT A FUCKING LOSER..."
"OMG! THAT'S HARD..."
You know how it goes but the funny thing was despite the hecklers of which there were many there were definitely guys who actually dug me. Lee has been the only guy I have ever met that is really turned on by my odd body. I mean he is really turned on by me and since we parted earlier today I keep getting filthy texts about what he plans to do to me as soon as he can get me alone again.
So weirdly I was getting comments like this too:
"MMMMMMMM I love chubby guys with small cocks..."
"I'd love to suck that! I bet his cum tastes good..."
"God I don't know why but I find this guy so hot..."
"I want him to fuck me with that thing! Just for shits and giggles..."
"God chubbies like this are so dreamy! It's my little kink I have to admit..."
"It's kinda cute, might be fun to suck..."
"I find this really sexy..."
"You could fit his cock and nuts in your mouth at the same time! Yummy..."
"Oh it's kinda adorable really..."
This of course was mixed amongst the usual size queen crap that I had come to expect. There must be some kind of male mindset that views small cocks as a failure of masculinity. The truth is it is all just the fears men have about themselves and their own feelings of inadequacy about their own bodies I guess. Part of me while hating the humiliation of it somehow felt pity for the men and women who expressed such disdain for something as silly as a small penis.
"It's like a dykes clit ..."
"I feel sorry for him..."
"Smallest I have ever seen for sure..."
"I wonder if it runs in his family..."
"Is this for real? He must piss all over himself..."
"He'd have to be a virgin! No one would fuck that..."
"It's like a little boys dick..."
"He would have to piss sitting down..."
"What a freak! I mean seriously all you can do is laugh at that fucking pathetic thing..."
"I really wanna see it cum..."
"Shame he's so fat he might have made a sexy shemale with a cock that small..."
"Just when I thought the freaks couldn't get any worse, I see this loser..."
"Sorry that's just sad..."
"I wouldn't even feel that..."
"Wow this is strange..."
"Why is it that big fat guys always have such tiny cocks..."
"He'd be better off getting a sex change and be done with it..."
I am sure you get the point as most of what everyone says is just a variation of the theme. In fact deep into my second performance I realised that the insults were getting kind of boring as essentially they were all starting to sound the same. But 'little gimpy' still seemed to enjoy it and he stayed hard as rock throughout the night.
It was a long night and lasted until four am in the morning with only a few lulls, but the crowd seemed to be fairly constant. They certainly were more fucked up as the night went on that's for sure as patrons drunk and off their heads on 'E' and god knows what else filed through the performance area. Some comments I couldn't even understand to be honest. They were speaking gibberish!
The light turned green and I donned my cape and the door was unlocked and I exited it taking a cold stubby of beer from Steve's hand as he waited for me. Other performers were out and walking around the corridor back to the vans. "Great job in there, Red!" Steve slapped me on the back and then left me moving towards the next cage down.
I walked back into the caravan pulling my mask off and sitting down where my bag was. My cape was open at the front and I didn't notice Sam looking at my cock. "God are you still hard?" he asked.
I looked down at little gimpy and smiled and then shrugged taking another swig. Paul looked at my dick and then said to Sam, "I think he likes this shit."
I replied, "Personally I am not that fussed about the heckling I get, but little gimpy here... well he seems to really get off on the attention."
"Are you saying 'little gimpy' has a mind of his own?" Sam asked smiling.
"Yeah, he always has. Is that normal?" I asked.
"Perfectly normal," Paul said slapping me on the back.
Just then Carl the Cardassian walked in and for some reason I felt a bit self-conscious all of a sudden and covered myself. He stopped in front of me and looked down and for the first time ever I seen him smile at me.
"You don't know this Red but I was next to you tonight and I heard some of the shit those queers said to you. I have to admit your balls may be tiny but they are truly made of steel. I have to respect that. Truce?" he said holding out his hand.
I shook it.
"No sweat Carl..." I said, "...but I think you owe Paul some money."
Carl laughed, "Yeah I sure do." Then he left me and went to his chair and sat down and started pulling out his clothes.
Chas walked in all smiles and when he got everyone's attention he announced, "Well the night has been better than we even expected. We were only expecting to get 500-700 patrons in tonight due to the high cost of admission. But somehow we managed to get 1945 patrons to cough up $100 each to see you all. Seems once word got around the venue we became the must see attraction of the night. That means each one of you has earned over $5800 each based on your cut of the door at $3 a head. Not bad for a nights work eh?"