Ten Doors - Sex Stories

Ten Doors

... as if like magic someone has read his mind and they begin working on his cock again, long hard licks up and down his shaft. A hand has returned to the object buried deep inside his hole. He is being kissed deeply, no moment spared for a breath of air. His whole body is getting attention from these men and he is loving it. Suddenly and without a hint of warning, the object plugging his hole is ripped quick and sharply from inside him. “FUCK!” Lewis screams out in shock. Eric stops his kissing and pulls away. Now, Lewis has a clear look of the room again and he can see who has been servicing his hole. This man looks about the same age as Eric, maybe a little younger, and he is standing with a massive double ended dildo clenched tightly in his hands. “Please! Please! Where am I?” Lewis is loving it, but he wants to know. “You want to be here. You begged to be brought down, you and your fucking friend.” The man holding the dildo speaks with a heavy foreign accent, Russian . . . but he can’t really tell. Lewis’s cock is still twitching, the situation still stimulating him beyond belief. Looking down at his cock, he can see it is running with pre cum, globs of pre spunk dropping off the end of his cock onto his firm abs and running down into his neatly trimmed bush of dark brown pubes. “Lewis.” Eric steps forward, rubbing gently at Lewis’s firm and erect nipples “This is The Den, you and Ross wanted this. You came here tonight looking to fuck each other . . . and you did while we ...

... all watched. Now it’s our turn to abuse that sloppy hole of yours, it’s what you asked for.” His memory is becoming clearer now, the alcohol of the night slowly losing its effects on him. He does remember. Ross had found a night club on the outskirts of the gay quarter. When they got inside, they found it practically empty. At the bar they ordered a drink and started grabbing at each other and talking about the things they wanted to do to each other. They didn’t care who was watching or listening, they were pissed. A man - the man holding the dildo, his name is Victor - he had come over, introduced himself and told the lads that they looked like they needed a place to go, "A place to go fuck each other?" Victor had lead them down some stairs in the club to a basement dance floor. “Over there, past the dance floor, there are rooms, many rooms, where you can go to fuck. Go. Many men behind those doors, many men to watch you fuck.” “FUCK! Where’s Ross?” Lewis wishes he was with him right now. “In another room, like I have already said.” Eric has a soothing voice, it doesn’t match his frame. “So me and Ross, we fucked each other, in front of you lot?” “Yes. But not just in front of us, in front of a lot of men. Don’t worry, you weren’t the only two fucking in the pit. You were in there with six other lads, all naked, all fucking away like animals for our pleasure and satisfaction. Now it’s our turn to treat you like the hole you clearly are.” But Eric’s done with talking now and ...