You traveled all day yesterday and partied in your hotel suite with your hottest friends; got a few hours of sleep and then hit the local gay gym for an all-day balls-out workout.

Back in your hotel with your circuit boy group trying on your possible outfits for tonite’s party! What will you wear?? Leather, sequins, just a jockstrap, a singlet, chaps? In between Stoli Red Bulls you model everything!

The weed smokes, the liquor flows, the blow comes out, and it getting close to time to Uber to the venue; you’re high and twitching with excitement, hardon already in your ripped shorts and jockstrap, and the music is banging in your head already as you sashay en masse into the writhing mass of male flesh!

You have arrived! You pop an X, dance your ass off with every hottie in the place, and as the sun rises a magnificent man slips you a paper with an address…and you go!

The huge penthouse suite overlooks everything and the men there are wildly fucking, sucking, and performing for each other and you. Your head is swimming and your cock is harder than stone!

You’ve arrived at the after party sexathon!