Girlfriend finally convinced him to party at a gay club, but only after secretly booking him to be on stage later. The night flew by while the GF got horny and casually rubbed me. Just when I thought I was going to cum the PA blasts on, telling me to meet backstage asap. I stared at my gfs wry smile until I was concealed behind stage. The area was actually nice, which I was not expecting. The only thing inside was a love seat and what looked like laughing gas, as well as a doctor looking man. Without asking, I laid down and put the mask over my nose. The man stared angrily as I began to inhale. "You're going to pay for that, he said" the last thing I heard was a turning valve until... poof. I blacked out. I don't know how long my brain turned off, but when i regained consciousness I realized I was just off stage. I turned to go back stage again, only to bump into two huge black men. "Where you going twink? We're up." My stomach dropped when I looked down and realized the situation. Two huge black men and myself were totally naked, and my clothes were no where in sight. Still with a cloudy mind, I mustered out the question asking "what happened?" The black men smiled as they began telling me. "You disrespected Dr. Jones. He knocked you out with gas long enough to destroy your clothes and feed you some viagra." I gasped at this story, but it wouldnt last long. Our group led me to the center of the stage. Trying to keep my eyes away, the men circled around me, poking and prodding me with their hardening black cocks. Finally, they were hard. I was hoping my job was done, but it hadn't even begun. Slowly these men inched towards me. The club of 500 horny gay guys started chanting "FROT FROT FROT" until their two cockheads gently rubbed against my flaccid cock. The crowd awed as my viagra powered cock shot up to a full erection. The men grinned as they noticed my cock would not be getting softer any time soon. Without saying a word, a woman dropped a bottle of lube on stage and ran back to where Meg and I were sitting. Then it hit me. She wants me to become a flaming queer. The men stroked themselves back to full and began lubing up my ass, one finger at a time. The gas must not have faded completely as I hardly felt anything, but knew it was hot because of the crowd. Finally these men squeezed their huge cocks together and penetrated me -- hard. Suddenly a new dilemma arose. It took all the strength in my body not to cum, but they were in. My only options were to let two huge black cocks sit inside of me indefinitely, or let them thrust one more time and cum like a little faggot in front of 500 gay men and my girlfriend. Before I could even think of anything else, I heard one last "smack". Orgasm ensues. I hear myself moan along with the now raucous gay crowd. The men finally said it was time to leave, but something is off. I beg and beg until finally two more men approach. I greeted them with my face down and ass up while I licked up the cum from my last session.