I spend a wild birthday at the amazing all-men’s sex club known as the Neptune and get a very sexy and exhausting present.

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It was my birthday. After treating me to a wonderful candlelit birthday meal in the rooftop Neptune restaurant, Randy and I were splashing around in the stunningly beautiful Neptune indoor swimming pool. It was lined by blue tile that reminded me of the iconic Blue Willow china pattern

It was clearly modeled after the beautiful Roman pool at Hearst Castle in California.

At the head of the pool was a small colorful lifeguard stand and at the other end there was a slightly larger than life-size, and gloriously muscular statue in pure white marble, of the Roman god Neptune.

Neptune was extremely handsome, had long curling hair, big biceps, a large semi-hard thick cock and lovely big balls.

I was looking lustfully at this sensuous statue when Randy said, “If you like him, you ought to see our statue of Apollo.”

He was groping my hard dick under the water. We were just splashing around in the pleasantly warm water enjoying ourselves. We were the only people in the pool.

It was peaceful and lovely. Some soft bathhouse music was playing. It had a vaguely disco beat. I always loved disco. If each lifestyle has a musical theme, disco is definitely the official music of gay people.

I wondered what kind of music would be uniquely appropriate for straight men–or straight women for that matter.

The Neptune’s unobtrusive but pervasive sound system always amazed me. They say that there was a disk jockey somewhere controlling it all but I never met him. But he always read the mood perfectly. A fucking genius in fact.

I noticed the exit of the water slide. It was yellow tonight. For some reason, they kept changing the color. I remembered that a few nights back it was purple and green when I was sixty-nining with Parker as we slid down the slide.

Our goal had been to mutually cum in each other’s mouths mid-slide, but we never accomplished this ambitious feat. We did mutually cum once under water and had fun bragging about that. I fucking loved Parker’s big fat dick. Pretty much everybody in the club wanted to suck him off. And frequently did.

It turned out that Randy was an expert swimmer, and I enjoyed watching his wonderfully muscular back and arms as he swam laps.

We got out of the water and lay cuddling on a great big soft deep blue poolside mat.

The water was sparklingly clear and as blue as the Aegean Sea in July.

I asked, “How do they keep everything so clean in this place? I never see anyone cleaning.”

He answered, “I think there must be silent cleaning crews working all the time. Did you ever notice how certain doors that you thought you remembered just seem to disappear and then reappear another time? I suspect they are closed to do maintenance.”

He was right. The whole place was an endlessly shifting maze. There were even rooms that I was sure were duplicates of other rooms in different places.

You could, and often did, get completely lost in the endlessly varied, multi-leveled and mysterious maze-like structure.

But since you were usually having sex, about to have sex, or resting after just having had sex, nobody ever minded.

Even more confusingly, there were various stairways, ramps, elevators–even an amazingly silent escalator—-all of which made if very hard to even know what floor you were on.

I am pretty sure that most of the activity was on the first four floors. But even that is not certain. There were even a couple of tunnels of the type you might see in a playground that led to other places and other floors.

It was always fun when you discovered one of these, because there was sure to be something interesting at the other end.

I took one of these tunnels one time and found a tiny gift shop that I could never find again. I bought a couple of very flattering Neptune logo tank tops.

Another time a tunnel emerged into the very low ceiling of a small room and I fell on top of a pile of naked male bodies engaged in a wild and uninhibited orgy. Yum yum!

After I had been a member of the Neptune for a while, I sometimes thought that I had learned my way around the place. The lobby with its check-in desk and the giant balls and penis sofa never changed. Neither did the poker room or the pools or the various restaurants.

But I was always wrong about the layout in general and inevitably discovered that i was lost yet again. If you were worn out and wanted to leave, you just found one of the ubiquitous blue light input portals and asked how to get out.

Typically a sexy male voice would answer, “Just follow the row of blinking green lights, you stupid cocksucker.”

This last was not an insult, and was, in fact, sort of a turn on.

One time a bitchy sounding female voice said, “You can’t leave yet, motherfucker. Butch is waiting in the lobby and wants to fuck you while everybody is watching you take it up the ass.” I took it.

Randy interrupted my reverie to say, “If you go up to the Neptune statue and gently take his dick into your mouth, something very interesting will happen. Something very interesting.”

I got up and went over to the statue. I bent over—-it was too tall for me to get down on my knees—-and took the smooth but surprisingly warm stonelike dick into my mouth.

Randy, now behind me, said, “Go all the way down on it.” I complied.

Suddenly a valve or something in the stone cock opened and a warm stream of liquid spurted into my throat. It tasted like spearmint. Being a dedicated and habitual obligatory cum-drinker, I automatically swallowed it down.

I laughed nervously and said, “What now?”

Randy just chuckled and said, “Wait.”

And then, “Lets go upstairs and take the slide. I love the slide.”

On the way up on one of the elevators I felt an urge to drop to my knees and suck on Randy’s dick. He just gestured at the red light on the wall of the elevator and nodded no. Well, I could wait. Or could I? I was feeling an especially powerful attraction to my boyfriend’s dick.

Randy pressed a lighted white button on the wall. I did not know at the time what white lights meant and thought nothing of it. The bastard! The elevator seemed to be taking a long time.

I was fantasizing about being on my knees giving my lover a blow job all the way up.

The 12th floor where we emerged was also a no sex zone. We found the slide entrance and Randy arranged for us to cuddle together with his arms around me and his hard dick pressing against my back as we entered the tube.

We slid all the way down in this spoon position, with his muscular arms holding me tight from behind, and enjoying the flashing glimpses of the city outside. I was still thinking about how delicious his hard cock always looked. My own cock was getting rock hard just thinking about it!

It didn’t help that he was affectionately licking my neck all the way down.

When we shot out of the exit tube into the pool Tom, Rocky, Billy, Tony, Butch, Grant, Guy, Tim, Jeff and Jeremy were all there.

They hadn’t been there a short time before. That was kind of strange, I thought. Was there a party or something I had not heard about?

They were all stark naked and either swimming around in the pool or sitting on lounges at the sides.

As soon as I saw them I broadened my fantasy. I wanted to suck them all off. I felt kind of stoned and had an overwhelming love for all of them. I got out of the pool and went over to Rocky of the massive arms. He had gestured to me and I took that to mean that he wanted a blow job. I was willing.

He said, “We know that you sucked on Neptune’s dick. The tasty treat you got contains a powerful drug that will just about now be giving you an uncontrollable desire to suck cock. You will soon be on your knees and will not be able to stop sucking dick for the rest of the night. Are you ready for that, cocksucker?”

Randy added, “The cocktail also contains a delightful potion that totally relaxes your throat. You will be able to deep throat any cock, no matter how big and hard.”

At his words my cock got so hard that I felt it almost hurt and my legs went all wobbly.

I dropped to my knees and plunged down on Rocky’s rapidly stiffening cock. I loved the way that it kept getting harder and bigger as I eagerly sucked on it.

Billy and Butch were on either side with their arms around Rocky’s broad shoulders and soon I was sucking all three of them off.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Tim was taking the Neptune dick in his mouth. But I did not have time to think about what that meant because I was now being forced to suck off Tony, Guy, Butch, Grant, Tim, Jeff, Jeremy, and I don’t know who all else.

The Communard’s version of “Don’t leave me this way” was playing on the sound system.

I remember that at one point I had Tom’s super hard dick down my throat when somebody popped a popper under my nose. Yes, the Neptune had real poppers with real amyl nitrate.

As the warm overwhelming feeling of utter happiness washed over me I was thinking, “I am servicing the huge dick of this super hot man and he knows I am worshipping his masculinity and I am able–because of this drug I got from the statue–to take all of his rock-hard nine inches all the way down my throat and he is now coming and I am coming too and I love his cock and I want to stay in this heaven forever.”

After that I had to suck off more guys and I still could not stop. I took load after load. Man this drug was powerful!

Randy told me later that, during testing, somebody had accidentally given this potion to a totally straight guy.

Of course he ended up on his knees for the next ten hours obsessivly sucking dick. Once they realized their mistake they had to give him an amnesia drug (the fucking Neptune labs had everything!) and the poor dude did not remember anything about it. He might have been puzzled, however, why his throat was a little sore for a day or two.

The lab assistant that allowed this mishap to occur was fired. It was clear how exploitive and immoral this drug would be if used on unsuspecting people.

However I was thrilled to be under the spell of this wonderful elixir. My head was bobbing up and down so fast that I must have looked like a blur as I took dick after dick after dick all the way down my throat again and again and again!

After a while guys would just grab my head and face-fuck me. The drug had made it effortless for me to take even the biggest dicks all the way down my now insatiably hungry throat.

Multiple effect drugs were a specialty of the Neptune pharmaceutical genius. Indeed, they made almost as much money off their line of specialized and sex enhancing drug products as they did off their world-wide porn industry.

After a while Tim was on his knees beside me eagerly sucking dick too. He was also under the spell.

One great drug indeed. Between the two of us we probably sucked off at least a hundred guys that night. We did not stop taking loads until the wee hours of the morning.

I remember thinking about how exciting it was that Tim and I had to take on the whole crowd all by ourselves. I did wonder why nobody else was helping, but the fact that just the two of us were having to suck off everybody was somehow thrilling.

Tim and I permanently bonded over this experience and it stuck in our minds. Often, when we ran into each other, we ended up talking about it and that always led to a frantic and satisfying sixty-nine.

Eventually I collapsed with exhaustion. Randy lifted me up and effortlessly carried me in those big muscular arms of his to a sleeping room on one of the upper floors.

Man he was strong. We were soon joined by Rocky who was carrying a naked and exhausted Tim. We all ended up in a loving pile of muscular manhood on huge luxurious terrycloth pillows, surrounded by etherial music, and bathed in warm flickering lights.

Randy let me keep his big soft dick in my mouth as I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. They tell me that I slept for 14 hours.

A couple nights later I asked Rocky why nobody else besides Tim and I had ended up on our knees.

He said, “Walt told us that we had to make sure that you and Tim were the only ones sucking cock. He said that it would be much more exciting for both of you that way.

“Believe me, it was all I could do to not get on my knees and join the fun. But it was also fantastic to see how much you two guys were enjoying yourselves.

“You see, Randy had discovered that it was both of your birthdays.”