Another Hot Sunday at the Factory Bar

After the great experience at Factory bar as I told you last week, I had to go again the following weekend, and again I was not disappointed. Just like last time, I arrived at 6:30pm for naked Sunday. As always, naked means showing my chastity cage and collar — that dog tag on a black string, stating I was owned by my Master.

First, I encountered a very muscular Latino guy (not from Spain). He had a small dick but it grew a little with my sucking. You know I prefer bigger dicks but I found this guy so hot and I felt like I had to give him top service. He even started showing a Dom vibe, but only when I started sucking. Then he really fucked my face. But it wasn’t hard to take.

Then he took me to a separate room because he wanted more privacy when fucking me. I appreciated the opportunity to connect more intimately, though I rarely mind an audience. Actually, when he fucked me, I kept hoping that someone would offer his dick through the glory hole in our cabin, to suck it while he was fucking me.

I leaned against a small barstool while he fucked me. As he was a little short, he wanted me to lower my ass quite a bit. And he pressed my lower back to signal for me to arch my back. Not that it seemed like he had any problem getting his dick all the way in. Considering the size, it was a surprisingly strong fuck. Maybe that had to do with all that muscle. Or Latino passion. He fucked me hard and I was happy to take it from him. Later we exchanged numbers and I hope to meet him again soon.

Then there was another guy I sucked off. He was sitting on a higher bench, near the main fucking room. I didn’t even need to crouch in order to suck. He was a very athletic tall white guy. He had a long dick with solid girth. I loved how he held my head firmly with both hands, pushing my face to suck all the way to his pubes. He didn’t manage to get his dick deep enough for me to deepthroat, or to make me gag, but I got his full shaft down. I was eager to please him. He had such awesome biceps and I loved feeling them as he gripped my head while I sucked.

Then I saw a very muscular short hairy guy, perhaps in his late 30s, sucking off a very thick dick on an older guy. I had kissed one of the older guy’s nipples a few minutes earlier when someone else was sucking him off in the other room. His dick was really something to admire and he was impressive overall: tall and with very good hard muscles.

Then the short muscular cocksucker released the Daddy's cock and motioned for me to suck it too. So I did. It was really thick and I enjoyed sucking it. But I also held on to the shorter guy, hugging him strongly while sucking Daddy’s dick.

I really wanted to be with the shorter guy. So after sucking Daddy's very thick dick for a good couple of minutes, I stood up and kissed the shorter guy for a bit. He wanted to French kiss a lot. I absolutely loved hugging him. He was hairy, more than I usually like, but not too hairy, and it was just that he was so muscular and good-spirited, that I was enamored. He was awesome. So awesome! And then I got to suck his cock, which was thick too! Really, pardon my gushing but it was such a pleasure to suck him off. If only he’d fuck me! But all this fun lasted for just a few minutes, and then they were both on to other things.

So I figured that it was my time to leave too. It was 7:30pm and the bar was clearing out. I had only spent an hour there, but it was quality time.

However, while I was getting dressed in the locker room, the shorter muscular guy arrived too and started chatting with me. And then he started touching me. He had such a handsome face and a playful demeanor about him.

We ended up playing for such a long time and more intimately, and we even had an audience. We were actually blocking some guys' access to their lockers, but we just couldn't separate from each other. I sucked him off so much, and we kissed and hugged a lot. Really, a lot. He said he was an almost total bottom, so if he ever topped, it was bareback. Otherwise, with the kind of connection we had, it seemed like he would have been happy to breed me.

It turns out that he is involved with the local porn company. We only exchanged twitter handles, where he doesn't seem to check messages often. But if he doesn't respond there, I'm sure I'll meet him at the bars again, and I'll try my best to collaborate on something with him, if he can accommodate my need for total discretion. And if not, I'll just take pleasure from sucking his thick dick.

Before leaving, I got a little extra ego boost from the bartender who took the locker key from me. He put a paper bracelet on my wrist and made sure I understood I could re-enter for free all night. He held on to my hand and caressed it, leaving no doubt that he was very interested in me. I considered it favorably, but I later decided that I was happy to relax at home. The experiences I had that early evening left me very satisfied.