Ten Doors - Sex Stories

Ten Doors

... throbbing intensifies, it’s painful but satisfying. He can feel his arse is full of cum, more cum than is coating the outside. “Did Ross really do this?” Whoever fucked him, they did it recently and just before he woke up. His finger explores deep inside his hole, finding more cum. He begins to move around inside himself quickly, aggravating the throbbing further but fulfilling his satisfaction more and more with each stroke. His cock twitches violently. Pre cum is oozing from his bell end like a fountain. He has to stop. Needs to work out where he is. “What the fuck am I doing? I’m straight! I fuck my girlfriend. I’m a real man. Big and toned. A man all the girls want to fuck. A man all other men try to be!” But he can’t kid himself when it comes to Ross. That man is something else. Lewis staggers to his feet feeling lightheaded and weak at the knees. He can feel it. Cum oozing and flowing down between his arse cheeks, along the back of his tight balls, down the insides of his legs. “Fuck, how much is up there?” He takes a look around the room. The room with ten doors. Each door looks the same except they are individually numbered. But where do the doors lead? Is one of them an exit? Will opening any explain what he is doing here? “For fuck's sake, Lewis, think!” He needs to think of a plan, he needs to get out of there as quickly as possible, he needs to find Ross. He looks around the room again, looks straight at door Four. This is the first door he will try. Fours is his ...

... favourite number after all and there is nothing more to it than that. “What else can I do?” Stumbling forward, he reaches the door with his favourite number stamped upon it. He takes a deep breath before yanking at the handle. He’s not surprised to find it's, unlocked allowing him to pull the door open. The room before him is empty, at least as far as he can tell. Its pitch black inside except for a spot of white light streaming down from the ceiling illuminating the very centre of the room. It looks like a spot light focused on the centre of a stage. His heart racing, cock erect, his hole twitching. Lewis steps forwards into the room. Total darkness. His world has gone black again Door 4 The hood over Lewis’s head is pulled back. He is tied down. He knows how he got here: someone threw a black hood over his head and wrestled him into place when he stepped through the door. Someone bigger and stronger than him. “This feels amazing!” he admits to himself. A bright light is being shone directly onto his face and it’s blurring his vision. It’s so bright he can’t focus his eyes at all. He can’t see and so his senses are heighten. He is still naked, completely expose. He can feel his skin tingling all over with goose bumps from the movement of the air. He can hear movement all around him, shuffling and breathing. He’s surrounded by people; he can’t see them, but he can tell they are there. He’s suddenly stung with blinding pain and his arse hole is throbbing much more than before. ...