My girlfriend is a fashion designer. She is just starting out but has got the attention of people in the business and was recently picked up to do some designs. The last few months she has been invited to parties and get together's. Obviously it's about getting noticed and the chance to move up within the fashion world.

Since I'm her boyfriend I have to go along to these parties. Sometimes it's not bad, lots of food and drink for sure. Lots of Gays in the fashion industry, I don't mind them at all but the "Flamers" just give me the creeps. All of their actions is over the top and so dramatic I just don't like being around them. For the most part I can always find someone to hang with since my girlfriend is being pulled here and there to talk with people, the reason for being at these things.

One night we got invited to this very large house that was owned by some rather bigwig fashion expert. Although the Host was pleasant and low key I could tell he was checking out every guy under his roof that night.

My girlfriend was hauled away and left me on my own. The house was huge with two levels and a big staircase going up to the second floor. After two beers and basically walking in circles I decided to go upstairs, anyone asks I was looking for the bathroom.

At the top of the stairs the hallway went to the left and right, bedrooms and a bathroom I figured either way I went. A large window caught my attention at the end of one hallway and I went in that direction.

I looked out the window wishing I was anywhere but here when I heard a door open behind me and a guy came out of one of the rooms, I could hear other voices since the guy didn't close the door completely. Finally I decided to go back downstairs and find another beer, maybe I could find someone else to bullshit with also.

As I walked by the bedroom door I heard some voices and couldn't resist taking a peek inside the room. From what I could see through the narrow opening there was a guy seated with his back to me. Next to him I could only see the back of someone's head, that person seemed to be laying back slightly as the guy seated appeared to be doing something with his hands.

Suddenly the door opened and a rather scruffy guy was trying to leave. He looked like as if he belonged in a grunge band. He grinned and walked past me leaving the door wide open. There were a few guys standing around looking at what was going on. One or two quickly looked at me and then their eyes went back to this guy that was seated. I came in and closed the door slightly and walked over to where the other Three guys were standing.

I had to look twice to make sure what I was seeing. There was a young guy in his very early Twenties laid back in this narrow chair of some sort. The back was reclined slightly and I noticed his arms were secured to the sides of this chair. The most shocking part was the fact that he was stripped naked and he had this massive cock between his legs.

The guy seated next to this young man was older but well built for his age. He wore slacks with a black body fitting T-shirt, his muscles made the short sleeve bulge. The man had both hands around this young man's cock and he was milking him. The young guy was moaning and squirming as the older guy slid his hands up and down slowly along his engorged cock.

His cock glistened from the oil that the older guy applied earlier, the bottle seated next to him on the floor. On a table there was a small pile of cash, $20's,$50's and a single hundred dollar bill. The guy next to me whispered if he didn't cum within the next Five minutes that hundred was gone. I couldn't help but look at my own watch.

Then suddenly I'm thinking what the hell am I still doing here, not into this and never did I watch gay porn to capture my attention. The entire time I thinking this I'm still not going to the door to leave.

The young man's cock was a color of red and purple almost, the veins protruded through the glaze of lube. The older guy stretched the young mans balls as his other hand slid up the length of his engorged shaft.

The guy next to me said "shit" and looked at his watch. I got the nerve to ask the guy how long had they been at it. He looked at me weird at first and then said almost twenty-five minutes, I assumed that $100 he had wagered was lost.

I couldn't fathom that anyone could hold back that long being worked that way. Regardless of what my sexual orientation, having your cock worked like that is going to make most guys cum pretty damn quick. I didn't know what stake the old guy had in this but he wasn't holding back a bit. He was rubbing every nerve in that big cock, precum flowed from the tip and made that huge cock even more shiny.

Suddenly I had a sensation between my legs, I was starting to get hard by watching all of this. Now I should have left but I didn't because I realized that I was more than just curious. For a fleeting moment I thought what it would be like to be in that young man's position, a huge throbbing cock and being milked that way.

I had been there almost twenty minutes when the young man grunted, his hands balled into fists and this rope of cum exploded out of his cock. The thick stream hit the young man on the chin and his neck, the next bursts of cum landed around his nipples. The old guy began to jerk that huge cock fast and cum seemed to go every where.

I walked out of the room with a hard on from hell. I found a bathroom down the hall and ducked inside and locked the door. I rinsed my face with cold water, anything to get the excitement between my legs to go away. I was so fucking horny I thought about what I had just witnessed, wishing that could have been me in that chair.

I almost r**ed my girlfriend when we got back to my place. As I came inside of her I thought about that huge cock erupting like a volcano. We have been back to that house a few times but I have never seen that again.