The Executioner’s Mask
In a masked gay party, I saw a young twink with cherry lips and bubbly ass in the crowd. I didnt have a mask but he had a tiny sparkly purple one on his face only covering his eyes. In order to take a chance, I approached to have small talk. I asked with a smile “do u need a fill?”. He responded very coldly: “definitely not from you hobo” and turned the other way. I tried to talk to him a few times more, no use and finally realized his eyes were on another guy whom I had known for a long time from the scene. He was wearing a black mask of an executioner. I quickly had a plan and went to talk to him. In about fifteen minutes or so I had his mask and leather vest on. When I came back into the hall, I saw the boy looking at me once again, I slowly walked upto him and held his butt. He turned to me as if he was waiting and kissed me on my mask only revealing my upper lip. He was caressing my hairy chest and biting my lip softly which made me crazy and I had a huge hard on. He felt the pressing on his body, unzipped my pants and held my cock saying “what have we got here?...” We slowly moved to the dark room to fuck. He was holding my cock like a dog leash as we walked among the crowd to the dark room filled with the humid smell of sweaty cocks and asses and lots of cum. He kissed me again and whispered, “fuck me so hard that everyone in this room can hear you fucking me” And that was my plan too. I placed him on a couch with legs open and his butt facing my extra happy cock. His face was turned to the door of the room, welcoming the people with a lustful smile on his face. With a spit at his hole, I pushed my cock deep inside. Yes, he was loud but not very tight… He was telling me what to do all the time which I dislike to hear while fucking. Thanks God that I had a mask on which made me hear things not so very well. Now he had managed to attract some attention in the room and two other bottom guys had moved closer. One of them was massaging my shoulders and chest and the other one licking my sweaty balls between my legs. A crowd of ten or fifteen were watching me fuck the twink screaming like a pig. With the extra stimulation of a tongue on my balls, I was no longer able to control myself and shot a blast of cum into the twink ass. It was the right time to do so, as the boy had seen the man he was after at the enterance of the room watching me fucking him. He turned, took off my mask and slapped me like a girl. Everybody was laughing at him as he left the party. I slowly sat on the couch satisfied and happy, seeing the face of the young man still licking my balls leaning forward between my legs on the floor. We smiled at each other and he asked: “Do you have some more for me?” I surely did.