Stalker Problems - Chapter 56 - Best Member
I hurried to keep up with Ocelot as he speed-walked out of the green room.
“Okay…”
Ocelot pushed a curtain aside and led me out onto the stage next to the one remaining award. The wall was still there, so this area was currently blocked off from the audience. When it was time for the award show to start again, the wall would move and everyone would be able to see me.
“Am I going to be choosing live on stage?” I asked. “That’s a lot of pressure.”
“Not quite.” Ocelot whistled and four men joined us behind the wall.
Or at least…I assumed they were men based on their height.
I couldn’t really tell for sure, because all five of them were wearing elephant masks made of tons of little triangular mirrors - just like the one Liz had described seeing at school - and floor-length black robes. They all stood in a line.
Umm…
Ocelot stared at them. He did not look happy. He pulled a walkie-talkie out of his pocket and hit the call button. “Frankie - why am I only looking at four men here?”
Static, and then she replied: “No one can find Karl.”
Karl’s missing, eh? I didn’t know where he was. But I had a sneaking suspicion about who he was with. It wasn’t hard to put two and two together. Chastity had literally been drooling over his gif. And then she’d led him off stage and neither one had been seen since.
Yeah, they were definitely banging.
“The show must go on,” muttered Ocelot to himself. Then he regained his composure and turned to me. “Raven. It is my distinct pleasure to present to you this year’s nominees for Best Member.” He nodded at the four men as they let their robes drop to the floor.
I gasped. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but… “Dude! They’re naked!” I put my hand up to block out their junk. These guys were lucky that the audience couldn’t see them right now because that would have been embarrassing for them.
Ocelot smiled. “Of course they are. How else would you choose the Best Member?”
“Uhh…maybe by seeing their faces? Or chatting with them for a few minutes? Or just hearing a simple list of names and accomplishments?”
“That all seems rather unnecessary.”
“Does it? Because unless I’m supposed to be judging who has the nicest cock, then this line-up is pretty useless.”
Ocelot stared at me.
Oh. Oh! Duh. Best…Member. This award wasn’t for who had contributed the most to Club Onyx. It was an award for the best member. As in…penis. That made sense, given that two of the other awards had been Best Breasts and Best Ass.
I took a deep breath and dropped my hand.
Holy shit.
I recognized two of the men immediately. The tan skin, excessive tattoos, and huge cocks were unmistakable. Angel and Diablo.
I didn’t recognize the other two, but they were similarly well endowed.
I knew that these were probably some of the biggest cocks at Club Onyx, but still… I couldn’t believe how small Joe was in comparison. What would it be like to ride one of these monsters?
I pressed my thighs together and tried to focus. Angel and Diablo had left me feeling a certain kind of way and now I’d completely lost my mind.
“Impressive, huh?” asked Ocelot. He sounded so proud of himself. “Although something feels missing… Gentlemen, if you would be so kind, please picture Raven on her knees. Imagine her soft lips wrapping around your thick cock as she strokes her wet pussy.”
All four men started to get hard. At the thought of me blowing them. Oh my God.
But seriously, OH MY GOD. If they were big earlier, now they were huge .
“Ah, much better,” said Ocelot. “Now, Raven…if you would be so kind, please announce your choice for Best Member. We don’t want to leave our audience waiting any longer.”
I looked back and forth between all the men just to be sure of my decision.
Or maybe I just wanted to stare at them a bit more.
Can you really blame me? Not only were they hung, but they also all had ridiculous muscles.
I counted their abs. Yup. All of them had eight-packs.
Eight-packs! How was that even possible?
I don’t care how much fun Chastity was having with Karl - she was going to lose her shit when I told her about this.
But enough staring - I had to make a decision.
Easy choice. I pointed to the one I thought was Angel. “Him.” Despite his brother being a scoundrel, Angel was a total sweetheart. And that kind of behavior should be rewarded.
“Are you sure?” asked Ocelot.
I nodded, but then I noticed a pitchfork tattooed on the chest of the guy I’d chosen. Shit! “Wait! No. I pick him.” I pointed to the other tan guy with tattoos.
Ocelot looked at me. “Final answer?”
Yes? Maybe? I don’t know! I should have paid more attention to their tattoos. “Can I just choose both?”
“Oh you naughty girl!” Ocelot shoved my arm playfully. “I like the way you think. This is going to make quite the spectacle.” He dismissed the two I hadn’t chosen. They both covered their junk and walked away very dejectedly. Then he beckoned Angel and Diablo over.
“Congratulations, gentlemen. You both just won Best Member.” He glanced down at their erections. “Well deserved, I must say.”
Weird. This Ocelot guy was so confusing. One minute he was talking about his girlfriend, and the next minute he was complimenting two dudes’ dicks.
Ocelot turned to me. “Are you ready for the real surprise?” He sounded so excited.
“Maybe?”
“Okay. Here’s what’s gonna happen.” He rubbed his hands together. “Tonight is no ordinary night. Tonight is my secret sex party.” He said it as if it was this huge reveal, but I had no idea what the hell he was talking about.
Angel and Diablo gave each other a fist pump.
Ocelot looked at me expectantly. Then he shook his head.
“Oh, right. This is your first night. Okay. So… Usually here at Club Onyx we have pretty strict rules to make sure everyone is comfortable. Some clothing required. No sex unless you’re in a designated area.
That sort of thing. But every now and then, we throw all those rules out the window.
And to kick things off, I always surprise everyone with a public display of debauchery. ”
I had a general sense of where this was headed. And I didn’t like it one bit. Well…maybe one bit. But not a lot of bits.
“So here’s what we’re gonna do. I’m going to reopen the show with a montage of the five nominees for Best Members. Then I’ll read out the winners, but the spotlight won’t be able to find you. That’s when this wall will slide back to reveal you double-teaming Raven on the trophy table.”
“What?!” I yelled.
“You heard me right, you lucky little girl. You get both of these lovely cocks just like you requested. Kristen is going to be so jealous that she missed out.”
“I didn’t request this!”
“Masks on or off?” asked one of the guys. It sounded more like Diablo.
“Hmmm…which would be more dramatic?” asked Ocelot.
“What if we keep our masks on the whole time we’re fucking her, and then after we cum on her face, we rip off our masks and all yell, ‘Welcome to the secret sex party!’ ”
Yup, that was definitely Diablo talking.
“Oh my God,” said Ocelot. “I just got chills.” He pushed his sleeve up to show off the goosebumps on his arm. “Pure perfection. This will definitely go down in history as the best Onyxies ever.”
What the actual fuck is happening right now? In theory, getting fucked by Angel and Diablo would be spectacularly hot. But the thought of it actually happening was terrifying. Especially in front of thousands of people! Or hundreds. Or however many horned-up people were in the audience.
Although it would definitely make Tanner jealous…
Nope. No way. Not in a million years. I wasn’t going to have sex with two strangers in front of an audience just to make Tanner jealous. I just wanted Tanner. How do I get out of this?! Think!
“Oh shoot,” I said, pretending to check an imaginary watch on my wrist. “I just saw the time. I have to get going or I’m gonna be late for my thing.”
“What thing?” asked Ocelot. “Ah, say no more. Stage fright? I totally get it. And I have the perfect antidote.” He walked around me and unzipped my dress.
What is he doing?! I put my hand up at the last second to stop the top of my dress from falling down.
“I was going to have you wait until the montage started, but nothing kills stage fright better than taking a big cock. Just promise me you’ll take it easy on them so that they don’t cum before the big reveal.” Ocelot gave me a saucy little wink.
Angel and Diablo both stroked themselves as they walked to either side of me.
Oh God, oh God, oh God.
Was this seriously happening?
“Raven?!” yelled Tanner. He’d just burst through the curtains.
Tanner! I was saved!
“Ah, Ryder,” said Ocelot. “I’ll be with you in just a second. First we have to get Raven situated here. Don’t tell anyone, but tonight is my secret sex party. And she’s going to be the opening act.”
Tanner looked at Ocelot. Then me. Then the two erections. “Not happening. Let’s go, Raven.” He waved me towards him.
I almost ran into his arms. But I didn’t. Not yet, at least. Because this was the perfect opportunity to make him jealous as hell.
“No thanks,” I said.
“What?”
Shit! What do I say now? I tried to channel my inner-Chastity. “Don’t get me wrong. I’d love to come hang out with you. But that would be violating Single Girl Rule #8.”
He looked so pissed. “Which is what exactly?”
This one was Chastity’s favorite. I’d heard her quote it more times than I could count.
“Rule #8: If a man has 8 abs and 8 inches, he may not be refused. And well…” I stared at Tanner as I reached out to either side of me and ran my hands down Angel and Diablo’s abs.
I meant to stop there, but I accidentally went too low and touched their cocks.
And at that point it just felt right to give them each a stroke.
At the end I booped each one on the tip and said, “Boop!”