Sissies cast aside

The building was very nondescript on the exterior. Just an old brick building with a couple glass windows fogged over from age settled in a mostly abandoned industrial area of town. All the buildings within sight appear to have been empty for years. Yet there were 20 or so cars parked oth either side of the street here for some reason. A beige steel door was the only entrance, locked by a keypad, and a single security camera looking over the very plain entrance.

Jessica quickly punched a nine digit code into the keypad and there was a audible click inside the door. She pulled it open and the Caucasian muscle held the door open for her as she walked inside. A glare from the man suggested I ought to follow.

The inside was well lit and seemed wholesome enough. An overweight man with balding hair sat behind the reception desk, jumped up from his seat upon our entrance.

“Jess how you been? When ya gonna take me up on that dinner invitation anyway? Oh, you got a fresh whore for me today?

“I might, that’s up to her I guess.”

“I see, well I’ll buzz you right in. Tony, Derek, good seeing both of you two as well.”

He typed a code onto a touch screen at his desk, and another door clicked open. I again followed the trio into the next unknown.

The door opened into a dark hallway, with several doors lining either side. The first pair were immediately to our left and right, black doors in a black hallway with very little light made things difficult to determine what exactly we were dealing with.

Not a word was spoken as Jessica opened the door to our left, it swung open and we entered a poorly lit room filled with the smell of sex. The grunts and moans of those releasing the contents of their balls over a waiting face or inside of the recipient of their efforts, seemingly whatever the will of the dominant participant was.

I could, at first count, see at least 5 such men pumping away at their chosen hole. There was a well built man, removed of any body hair shoving the enormous appendage adorning him into a thin twink, flat chested and a boyish face. My initial though was maybe he had not committed to the hormone program enough to save his fate. The twink rested on all fours, crying as the fit man reamed his hole with a cock clearly too big for the hole provided. The sissy’s peniswas not all that small either. Flaccid but still about 7 inches, his seed dipping a thin stream down to a pool collecting under him as the alpha’s monster stroked past his prostate forcing the puddle below.

The second part my eyes rested on consisted of a caramel skinned man, covered in body hair, black hair and black mustache. On her back was a very large chested sissy, she small penis waving as her charge gave her shirt quick pumps with an exerted look on his face. A thin string of clear precum scaled the gap between her tiny head and her thigh. A few seconds into watching, the hairy man groaned and grunted as his explosion filled the back door of the sissy.

Shadows of similar acts filled the room further that the light would allow for inspection. But given the sounds that escaped its occupants, I knew there were many more examples happening during my presence.

“Would you like to see the next room?” I jumped at the sound of her voice. I apprehensively nodded, and we exited together.