Tracey Parker is an urban explorer who discovers and presents unique gay cultures around the world.; after sharing with Squirt.org members the steamy gay cruising in the hottest gay cruising woods famous in Mexico City or, another hidden gay cruising park gem in Mexico City; Tracey knows where you can get your cocked sucked. This time, we visit Sexto Piso, a hot new sex club in Mexico City.
I went to Sexto Piso on a weekday around 3:00 PM. It was quiet when I entered, and I was afraid that perhaps I was the only one there. The attendant assured me that more people would arrive between 5 and 7, and then it would begin to empty.
I eagerly walked through the door behind the reception desk, and the place looked sparkling clean, dark, and empty. Neon lights illuminated the room, and whatever little light came through from the 6th-floor windows covered in blackout tape. It was more crowded inside than I expected it to be.
Sexto Piso is one of the newest, innovative, and popular gay sex clubs in Mexico City. The club’s designer is a set designer for local theater productions, and the details of this place are really impressive. Even the name sex club is insufficient to describe it; instead, it is referred to as an “urban park.”
You enter a wide hallway that empties into several smaller dark rooms, a large clean bathroom, some creative spaces with mirrors, and even a replica of a Metro Car, a famous spot for cruising in Mexico City.
I walked through the main entrance and felt dozens of eyes staring at me. I cast my gaze upon several handsome young men, all in their underwear. Their slender bodies sparkled under the dim light and their cocks bulged out from beneath their thin cloth underwear.
Some wore black-rimmed glasses, some wore hats, and some let their hair fall over their beautiful faces to add accents to what was mostly a naked party.
There was a song playing that I’d heard out on the street a lot lately. It was the kind of hit song that the entire city was listening to together, and it made us all feel like we were all a part of something. Hearing it in here made me feel closer to all the men. However, I was eager to get a lot closer to a few.
I passed the signature igloo of mirrors that frequently showed up on Twitter when people would film sex club orgies for OnlyFans or their socials that spontaneously broke out in there. I passed through a small room with a fuck bench in it. A fit, handsome guy was sitting on it, seemingly on display for everybody to see. I passed him by, wondering what he was hoping to accomplish. Given his gorgeous appearance, I was surprised nobody was talking to him.
The next room was a dark room for more gay sex, so dark that you could not see much of anything. The room was packed, and as soon as I walked in, the heat hit me as well as the musty smell of sex. My cock was hard and it grazed the other bodies as I used my hands to wander through the pack. I was waiting for my eyes to adjust to the darkness.
Suddenly somebody grabbed my cock, pulled me into a corner, put his skinny arms around my shoulders and began kissing me; kissing me hard; almost a little too aggressive, but I liked it. I had no idea who he was or what he looked like, but his mouth was soft, clean, wet, even slippery. I liked how it felt, so I let things progress further.
My hands instinctively moved to his waist. I could tell his body was trim and taut, even in the darkness, and my hands gripped his waist assertively; this is my favorite part of a male body, and his was perfect.
His hands fell from my shoulders and began to graze over my hairy chest. We were still devouring each other with our tongues. I was starting to see his eyes as my own eyes adjusted to the darkness, and they were absolutely seductive. His dark black hair hung in jagged bangs down his face. His features were young and sharp.
My hands slid down from his hips, and I gripped his buttocks with my hands. I pulled the cheeks apart and began to search for his hole. I loved how my body seemed suffocated his in the corner of this hot, horny and dark room.
I was slowly playing with his hole and with his also very slim ass; his hole was slightly hairy, I could feel it in the dark; wet with sweat, the heat of the room making his hole slick. I imagined what his hole and private parts must’ve smelled like and my hard dick bounced up a bit in anticipation to where this was going. He began to put his hands on my cock, I was rock hard.
He turned around and placed his ass around to face my dick, he wanted me to fuck him bareback in this room filled with other guys who were moaning, kissing and certainly fucking. We were in good company, and I couldn’t wait to plunge my meat into this slim twink’s hole. He placed his feet slightly apart so I could open him up as much as I wanted. He put his hands against the wall for leverage so I could really fuck him.
I kept my hands on his hips just as they had been, but everything was different now that we had switched positions. I was dry fucking him between his cheeks, the sweat almost enough to make my way into him. The space between his cheeks was getting slippery with pre cum and even more sweat and pretty soon, my bulging cock head was into his asshole.
I could have rammed it in, but I wanted to drive him crazy first, and I also knew the lack of proper sex lube was going to be tough. I spat into my hand and stroked the spit onto the shaft of my cock to ease the penetration a bit more.
He was beginning to moan softly along with a half dozen other men who were also getting fucked in their respective dark spaces of this room we all shared.
He was hungry for me and eventually couldn’t take my teasing anymore. He opened himself up and allowed me inside his hole. I began to slide deeper and deeper inside of him. His hole was slick and warm and his ass hair tickled me as I penetrated him further. He felt amazing. I began moving in and out of him and listening to him moan in pleasure as I quietly devoured this beautiful, delicate young Adonis.
In the darkness, I could feel his pristine body begin to sweat, the small of his back more slick than before as droplets of perspiration rolled down his shoulder blades. I kept fucking that tight hole, my cock loving every second of the moment, the hot hot heat of the space also starting to make my body sweat, making every part of us slippery, my dick getting harder.
Once I had gone as deep as I could, I began moving his entire body with my hands on his hips. I slid his hole across my entire shaft moving him back and forth across the whole length of my cock. Some of the times my cock would fall out but it was so hard that it would just go back into his body. He loved it when my cock would re enter his body like his and would greet my dick again with another eager moan, letting me know everything I was doing was precisely what he wanted, and he wanted more! He begged me not to stop each time I took my cock out and slammed in back deep into him.
In the adjusted vision, I could see the raised platform in the middle of the dark room, a little more illuminated than the other crevices where many men were getting it on. I turned him around, and my Adonis leaned back on the wall. I picked him up by his legs, and he wrapped his legs around my waist. I carried him across the room to the elevated platform with the padding on top of it and laid him down on his back. The platform was round, and about three other pairs of men were already using it, but there was enough space for this tiny gorgeous man I wanted to fuck.
From here I could see his hairy cock and his wrinkled balls. The manly appendage on this otherwise smooth, small, feminine body was a beautiful sight. I also imagined he’d be a good top, but that would be for another time.
I lifted his legs and this time I did go ahead and ram my cock inside of him. He was already open, and I could tell he wanted it like that. I fucked him standing up for a little bit but very soon I got onto the platform myself and continued fucking him while I was on my knees on top of him.
In this position, I was able to kiss him again. I stuck my tongue inside of him and his wet mouth just as roughly as I was fucking him. The passionate kisses we shared at the beginning were over. I was holding his neck and licking his face and biting his neck and consuming him in any other way I could think of. I was hungry.
In this position, he could now also jerk off his rock-hard cock; I kept his legs in the air, finding the pumping rhythm of my dick thrusting into him; he jerked himself off, moaning; making noises to signal that he was getting close. I was, too.
I came inside of him in this position, and soon he came all over himself as well; I used my hand to feel him in the darkness, kiss him one last time, but as I touched his torso I could feel the mixture of his cum and sweat cover my hand; we we’re both filthy with the fluids of time well spent.
With nothing to wipe my hand on, I walked straight to the bathroom and washed my hands off, and my cock off in the sink next to two other sweaty men who were doing the same thing. I knew if I returned to the dark room, I wouldn’t find my Adonis twink again, and half expected to run into him in the bathroom where I was.
I lingered briefly, but when he didn’t show up, I dried my hands and returned to the club. As with any hookup, you risk never getting a name, a contact or a chance to reunite. Just the memories of the pleasure and the satisfaction of knowing you’re leaving Sexto Piso a luckier, sated man than before you entered.
