and like, and each of them, along with many others, cast envious glances at me, for being the obvious favorite of their utterly charming little mascot.
Soon we were asked to go into the recreation room where the program was to take place, — a room I had never seen. It turned out to be fairly large, easily holding the hundred or so assembled men in chairs around the periphery of the roughly circular room, while there was a sort of sunken stage in the center of the room, down into which we could all see clearly when the action started. When the lights dimmed up where we sat, (Jeannie beside me as usual) spotlights came on over the center part and a sort of master of ceremonies came out to make a few announcements.
He said that most of the performers we would see were professionals, hired for the occasion, although there were a few who were regular parts of the club staff in one way or another. He assured us that none of the outsiders had any idea of where they were or what The Club was. They only knew that they were being well-paid to do their special kind of sex-act, and any unnecessary curiosity would be met with severe punishment immediately. His final announcement was greeted with considerable satisfaction by most of the men, for he said that during or after any act, the members of The Club were asked to join in the activities if they felt so inclined, and it was hoped that every member present would appear on the floor as a participant at least once during the evening, for every possible type of sexual variation was being included in the demonstrations, so that every taste would be satisfied one way or another.
As we all settled back to enjoy this wildest imaginable spectacle, Jeannie snuggled up to me and whispered, “Isn't it exciting just thinking about what we're going to see. I'll bet I learn lots of things here tonight, don't you?”
“You know plenty right now, Jeannie.” I told her. “You already know much more than most grown-up women, and it does you more good than it will ever do them, too.”
She squeezed my hand in thanks for the sincere compliment, and we turned our attention back to the center ring of this exotic circus. The first act started out with a huge Negro man and a slim Negress dancing out onto the floor and going into a wild Apache dance-routine to the accompaniment of music from a concealed record player. I hey flashed through a quick pagan series of steps, and then the immense man began making obvious sexual advances to his smaller partner. He ripped oft most of his own clothes and then held the slight dark girl in front of him while he forced her to take his cock out of his trousers and play with it. I was startled and I heard Jeannie gasp, at the gigantic size of the black man's weapon. It must have been well over a foot long and almost three inches in diameter.
Now he twisted his partner's arms cruelly and made her suck his cock, a task that nearly strangled her, so immense was the hunk of hard black meat. He now stripped himself completely naked and his huge glistening black body was truly grotesque, so heavily muscled and solidly setup was he. “He was almost a giant all over, but his cock was even bigger and superhuman in dimensions. With the slim slight partner sucking his great prick, and holding it with her hands, the immense Negro began spinning and whirling around in circles, and before we realized what he was doing, he had the girl swinging out clear off the floor in giant circles, her whole weight centered only on his massive cock with which he was spinning her.
Now came an added piece of excitement, for the girl let go with her hands, and hanging to his cock only with her mouth, she began to strip off her clothes. The garments flew out to the side as she discarded them in her feverish whirling. She was gong so fast, that all we could see was that her bare body, sleek and dark brown, was being gradually revealed. As the last item of clothing was tossed aside, the whirling team slowed to a stop under the bright lights, and we all gasped with surprise to see that the figure we had taken for a girl dancer, was really a slim slight Negro boy.
The youth's hair was coifed effeminately, but his body was unquestionably male and he had a regulation size set of masculine genitals, dark brown to go with the rest of his body. And he had been swinging around the huge man who was his partner, held up and out only by his jaw-grip on that huge black cock. What strength there must have been in that gigantic tool to have held such a strain by its end buried deep in the boy's mouth.
The pair stopped and bowed to accept our spontaneous applause, and the lights glinted off their dark sweating skins and their gleaming white teeth. Then, naked as the day they were born, the two Negroes began to dance around again in a wild primitive African tempo which flung their arms, legs, and cocks around in the wildest syncopated rhythms. By now even the smaller dancer had a firm erection, and his tool was by no means tiny, although it seemed so compared with the fantastic weapon of the larger man.
Suddenly they stopped again, and the smaller man stepped around behind the larger, pushed him to get him to bend over, and immediately thrust his rigid prick into the stretched ass of the big man. In this lewd pose they circled and danced for a few seconds, but then the large man stood up and thrust the small one away from behind him, dragging the firm cock roughly out of his ass. The big man grabbed the slighter partner and dragged him around in front, bending him over forcibly in turn so that the small ass was available for buggering by the truly immense prick of the larger Negro, — a shaft that stuck out proudly and thickly for an almost unbelievable distance in front of its owner.
Lifting the smaller man up in the air, the huge Negro jammed him down on his huge stake, impaling him on it with no effort at lubrication or easement of the shock. The grunt and groan of the smaller man at this satanic attack could be heard throughout the whole room, and I'm sure that every man present winced inside at the thought of what had happened. But the smaller partner must have been used to this abuse, for immediately the pair was dancing wildly around the floor again to the music, the smaller man with his back to his larger partner, the huge stiff cock still connecting them firmly.
Now came the really fantastic part of this act, showing the superhuman development of the larger man's cock. With this fantastically virile rod buried deep in his partner's ass, the large man leaned way back and began strutting around the dance-floor. This lifted the smaller man right off his feet, and he was carried around in the air, supported only by his anal impalement, with his arms and legs waving crazily in time to the music, as he sang and chanted and crooned a lewd crooning song. The big man strutted and pranced and galloped, leaning far back to keep his partner clear of the ground at all times, and it was obvious that the only connection between these bizarre entertainers was the shaft of rigid gristle extending into the smaller man's tightly clenching asshole.
A roar of cheers greeted this finale and the two black dancers stopped to accept their due. The larger man, his huge prick still stabbing immensely out before him, held up a hand for silence, and when he could make himself heard he called, “They tell me everybody here is real with it when it comes to wild and wooly sex. I believe you and I got only one question to ask. Is there a man here who is really man enough to let me bugger him so I shoot my load up his ass? Or is there anyone here with nerve enough to try to suck me off? I mean right here now while all your friends can watch?”
There was a moment of awed silence after this challenge but no member or guest of The Club seemed inclined to take up this bizarre offer. Just as the silence became awkward and it looked as though the Negroes had bluffed the sexual abilities of the whole allegedly blase membership of The Club, a white man stepped down onto the floor and spoke.
“I'll have to admit that I cannot even try to take up the challenge of our heroic performer here. I'm sure that the huge size of his wonderful equipment would kill me or any man untrained to such excesses. But when it comes to quality of cock-sucking, as distinguished from sheer quantity, I claim that I am better than anyone around here, black or white, amateur or professional, male or female. And on the strength of that boast. I'd like to make him a challenge right back. I'll bet him one thousand dollars in cash that I can suck off the smaller man's cock and make it shoot its gism into my mouth, before the larger man with all his immense tool, can manage to go off either in his friend's overdeveloped ass or even in his powerful mouth. I've never seen either of these men before in my life, so I know I'm taking a chance, but I know very well that as a technician and artistic expert, I'm probably the best cock- sucker that ever lived. I've devoted years to study and practice, as many of my friends and fellow-club-members know, and I'm willing to offer my money and my services to prove my point.”
The audience burst into cheers at having at least one member to defend the honor of their sex-club, and the two Negroes grinned at the prospect in store for them. The large leader of the team said, “I can't afford to bet anything like the thousand bucks this gentleman is talking about, but if he is anywhere near as good as he thinks he is, I'll tell everybody in the whole sex-show business about him, and he'll have more fun and more jobs and more friends that he ever knew existed in the world, let's make it a friendly bet, not for money, and I hope we all win.”
This arrangement was agreeable to everyone, and the white member from the club stepped back to his table
