This story is fiction, but I hope to make parts of it come true in the not too distant future. If you have read my stories I have already posted at Nifty you know that most are true and are written in one part. I will be adding to this series regularly. I don't have all the details worked out yet, but I do have some definite directions in which to go. If you like the series and have any ideas or personal experiences you'd like for me to consider adding feel free to email me at ben_sc@hotmail.com.
Berto's Roses
By Ben
Part III
Now my mind was really whirling. Who could it be? Let's hope it wasn't Mr. dick rapist in the ramp area! Ah well, maybe I'd find out later. It was getting late and I wanted to get myself fucked before the night was over. I wandered around some more and tried to work up the courage to venture into the dungeon.
I was intrigued with the look and smell of leather. I liked the way it felt against my skin but I didn't have much of it because it costs so damn much. I remember trying on a pair of black leather chaps that a bartender friend of mine, who works at Patrick's in Charleston, let me wear. It was hotter than hell to be wearing nothing but the chaps with my cock and balls hanging out of the front and my bare ass in the back. I wore them while we sucked and fucked, and I enjoyed it very much.
My fear was that there was going to be some big huge bear who would want to fist me or beat my ass and I am not about to go there. My personal philosophy is that sex should be fun and not hurt. But from what the front desk guy said, I could just go and watch the action if I wanted to.
I went up to the black curtain that marked the entrance, took a big gulp of air and pushed the curtain aside. I step in and had a long look around. I could see, against the left wall a big, leather-covered "x". I assume it was made from wood. On it were leather straps with buckles and I sort of figured out that these were to bind a guy to while he received God knows what treatment.
To the left was what resembled a gynecologist table-complete with stirrups. There was a guy already on it wit his feet up and his ass hanging off the end. He has a "daddy-bear" type- hairy, thick bodied (but not really fat) with a goatee and pierced nipples and several tattoos on various parts of his body. He was also wearing a thick leather strap around his balls, causing them to be pulled tight and shiny coming out the end of the strap.
Several guys were around the table and one of them was pushing a fairly large, fat dildo up his ass, while another guy sucked his cock. At the head of the table two more guys were taking turns feeding him their cocks and roughly working his nipples with their fingers and teeth. I also noticed a few spectators standing there, watching the action and jacking their own cocks.
There were shelves and racks along two of the walls which held all manner of things. Paddles, shall whips, an assortment of dildos, leather masks, gags ... lots of stuff. As with everywhere else in the club there were plenty of condoms and tubes of lubricant. In the dungeon , however, there were also these small tubs of another type of lubricant that resembled cans of Crisco shortening. I shuddered and turned my attention to the far wall were a small crowd surrounded what looked like a sling hanging from the ceiling, although their were so many guys there I couldn't be sure.
I moved closer and by circling around a bit I was able to see what was going on. There was a younger, very muscular, smooth guy in the sling on his back. His hands were held in place on the chains which held the sling. Likewise his feet and legs were also strapped with wide velcro straps. His hot, muscular butt was wide-open and right at the edge of sling. There was another bear type fucking him with long, slow strokes of his fat cock and he was being licked and sucked all over by three other guys. Occasionally one or the other of them would feed him their cock and/or balls , or kiss him passionately.
The guy in the sling had a long slender cock and was wearing a combination cock strap/ball spreader of black leather. He was also wearing shiny black chaps and wide leather straps around his big biceps. The other guys were in some sort of leather as well, one had on a leather vest and a leather g-string with a hole cut through the pouch so his cock and balls hung free. Another was in a simple leather cock strap and boots. The guy fucking was wearing what looked like short chaps. The only came to mid thigh and the front and back were open. The remaining guy had on a pair of torn up jeans and his ass, cock and balls were hanging out from the large hole that extended from the front to the back. He had on heavy black boots and a leather ball cap.
As I watched, the guy in jeans (sort of) rolled a condom onto the muscular guy's cock, threw on leg over him and the sling and lined his asshole up so he could impale himself. One of his buddies grabbed a hand full of "crisco" and slapped it on his hole and ran a couple of fingers inside of him for good measure. He slid down sling man's cock slowly and steadily. And started riding it up and down.
This was pretty fucking hot. I have been in 3 (and more) ways and have been the "middle man" with a cock in either end before, but have never had the opportunity to be the middle guy in a "fuck sandwich". I'm not sure how successful I would be at it anyway, since I tend to lose my hard on when I'm getting fucked. Still, someday, that's something I want to try!
G-string dude poked his cock into sling mans mouth and bent over him to take jeans guys cock in to his mouth. The last guy seemed to be looking around to find a willing hole. H kind of turned in my direction and gave a "come here " look. I first thought he meant me, but the guy right next to me took the cue and moved forward. He was completely naked and very cute. 30ish with a nice average body and a boyish smooth face and body.
Boots man and the new guy embraced and locked lips. They had their hands all over each other's body and were grabbing ass cheeks, cocks and balls. In a lot of ways, what they were doing was hotter to watch the action in the sling. I really like to kiss and watching guys kiss like that was a really turn on for me. I started stoking my cock and it was getting harder and feeling pretty good. Most of the other guys watching were jacking their own, or their neighbor's cock, too.
I felt somebody touch me on the shoulder and I turned my head to see the broad grin of the guy I had sucked off earlier- the first guy I met tonight. He whispered into my ear, "I've been looking all over for you. I kind of surprised to find you in here. I didn't think you were into the BDSM thing."
"I'm not, really. I like leather, but not the pain or bondage. I was just really curious about the dungeon and decided to have a look."
"Are you one of the locals or a tourist in Atlanta, like me?" he asked
"I'm sort of just passing through on my way West. Where are you staying? Far be it from me to play hard to get. I really liked this guy, his short shiny brown hair, his big beautiful dark brown eyes, his killer smile and, oh could he ever kiss!
"Well, nowhere just yet. I drove straight here from Jacksonville. I thought I'd look for a room after breakfast in the morning."
"Are you hungry? There's and all night restaurant near my hotel..."
"In that case, why don't we build an appetite in your hotel room and then have something to eat.?"
"Sounds like a plan, my friend. Let's get our stuff and get out of here."
He kissed me softly on my shoulder and said, "By the way, my name is Jacob, or just Jake."
"Well, nice to meet you, Jacob or just Jake. I'm Ben." With that I put my arms around him ,drew him close to me and we engaged in a long sensuous kiss, oblivious to all the naked bodies and sexual activity surrounding us. When we breathlessly broke the kiss and turned to go, I noticed that the guy who was being dildo fucked on the table now had the hand and a good portion of a forearm shoved up his ass by one of the other guys he was playing with. "Damn" was all I could say and shook my head as we walked toward the lockers to collect our things.
We dressed and turned in our keys at the desk. Walking toward the door, I saw the kid from the video room standing there. He said, "Leaving so soon? I hope you enjoyed yourself. I know I enjoyed your being here. Come back again."
"So that's who it was!" I said. "That's who what is" asked Jake. I'll tell you about it at the hotel..."
To be continued...
So far so good. While you wait for the next part, please enjoy some of my other stories. There are several listed at the Authors links-look for Lyle Benton. "Ben's First Time" is in the Military section, and "Crossing the Border" is in the Encounters section. I really enjoy getting fan mail so let me know what you think!