Ten Doors - Sex Stories

Ten Doors

... and forth to send his cock further down inside that hungry mouth. Lewis is writhing around in absolute pleasure when another pair of hands lays itself on his left leg, working their way up from the inside. They glide slowly up, touching lightly against his muscly thigh, heading higher and higher. His arse hole twitches. He can feel the large, firm object inside him . . . it's moving. “FUCK! OH FUCK YES!” Lewis is consumed by absolute pleasure, he can’t help himself from screaming out. This pleasure is like nothing he had ever felt before. It’s a pleasure that burns. His arse hole is throbbing with pure pain. The hands are forcing the object deep inside him. He feels like his hole will split. He pushes against it, trying to clench his cheeks, trying to stop it from moving, but the hands just force it in deeper still. He can’t take it anymore and knows he will pass out from the mix of pain and pleasure if it goes on for any longer. It doesn’t. It stops. The sucking at his cock stops too. Nothing. Lewis is left alone, catching breaths. His heart is pounding in his chest. It’s going to burst. He is sure he will pass out from the intensity of it all. But he doesn’t. He has managed to control his breathing again and can sense these people moving around him. Light suddenly returns to the room. Not the spotlight as before but small dim lights flicker to life all around the room. Lewis is blinking rapidly working to focus his eyes. He can see alright now and takes a look down at his ...

... naked body. He is tied to a large wooden X that is set in a vertical slant position from the ground. Looking around from side to side, he takes in the sight of the room. This room is square with no windows and standing close beside him are three naked men. Men as big and toned as he is. He can’t see behind himself; maybe there are more naked men hidden out of sight. Is Ross one of them? He can’t focus enough to tell. “ROSS...” Lewis’s voice is feeble and dry. “Lewis,” The closest man to him speaks, “Ross isn’t here. He’s enjoying one of the other rooms, but I can’t tell you how glad we are that you chose to come in here first. Welcome to The Den.” Lewis quickly sizes the men up. The one speaking to him now is the oldest or at least he looks to be the oldest one there, 40 perhaps, and he is built very similar to Lewis; he is also just as toned. Lewis takes a look down at his cock. It’s fully erect and looks wet at the bell end. It’s massive too, much bigger than his own. “Mate, where am I?” Lewis’s voice is less shaky now but still dry. “I’m Eric and where you are is not important right now after all you walked into here. Just lie back and enjoy all the attention we are going to give you, how does that sound?” The man steps forward, leans in close and forces his tongue deep inside Lewis’ mouth, kissing him roughly. Lewis’ head is spinning, going wild. He shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be enjoying it . . but he is. Lewis’s cock is aching with lust, needs to be touched, and ...