I was on a business trip in Montreal it was the start of winter and was very cold. I had a saturday to kill so I took myself to GI Joe sauna around lunchtime. I had been before and it had been fairly quiet. As I went in there were a few guys wandering around the locker area and more guys turning up at the door behind me to come in so I figured that was pretty good.
I had been horny all morning so I had already dressed in a pair of tight briefs that had no back exposing my crack and hole nicely. There was a hole for my cock at the front too with a small pouch that covered it held on with a popper stud. I undressed and took a hit of poppers to help me relax a little. A couple of guys eyed me up and down when they saw my underwear. I took everything else off and put my towel in the locker too. It was just going to get in the way.
I wandered upstairs first. Through the corridors of rooms. To the video room. A couple of guys were sitting around watching porn on tv. I went up to the top level and walked around the back where it is dark. There is a sling and a fuck bench down there but nobody was about. I then headed all the way down to the basement. Through the dark corridor of private rooms to the end where the dark room and play room is. I could tell there were guys hanging out around the dark room. There is an open sling there in front of a porn tv and a st Andrew's cross on the wall behind.
I sniffed a few hits of poppers as I walked towards the darkroom and felt a rush of heat come over me. My 7" uncut cock began warming up and was now bulging nicely against the pouch in my briefs. I slowly wandered into the darkroom. It smelled sweaty in a good way. It was an l shaped corridor with a few Gloryhole booths either side. I brushed past some meaty men on the way through, accidentally at first and then totally on purpose. I felt balls and cocks and muscular chests and had my nips, arse and cock groped. A fat cock at least 9 inches was sticking out of a Gloryhole and I couldn't help grope it. I stopped and sniffed some poppers before bending over and taking it in my mouth. So nice.
I started something. I felt a wet finger probe straight into my hole. I'd only been here less than 10 minutes. As I sucked the big dick the finger worked my hole and another hand went all over my body. The guy whispered something in french in my ear. I didn't understand. I could see he was hot. Very muscles and he too was picking a nice fat cock. "My room" he said.
I declined and said I prefer playing in the public areas. He looked confused. I said "I like it here" and pointed at the room we were in where the sling was set up and guys were wanking. He smirked and nodded, almost a little strangely and wandered off. I carried on sucking the anonymous 9 incher and decided I'd been an idiot for missing out on such a sexy guy. A few minutes later a hand slid in the back of my open briefs. I could tell it was the guy returning. I stood up and he was kissing my neck and groping my nips and arse. I took a big hit of poppers and enjoyed the feeling a lot.
He walked me a few steps into the sling room. There was nobody about now. Just a couple of guys in the dark room. On the chair was a scarf that he must have brought from his room. " you like here yes?" He said. I nodded.
He dropped his towel to show his amazing dick. It was straight from a porn film. Long, thick straight up, big mushroom head, nice tidy black bush, fat dangling balls. "You do as I say?" He smirked and licked my nips. I breathed heavy and nodded.
He reached for the scarf and tied it around my eyes. I smelled poppers under my nose. They were stronger than mine. I took a few hits and everything went fuzzy. My heart racing. He backed me to the wall. It was actually the st Andrew's cross. He lifted my hands and licked my pits. It felt too good. He fasted the leather cuffs attached to the cross around my wrists. I started to come to my senses and pulled against them. The poppers returned under my nose and I sniffed a few times until he took them away. I was feeling so horny. My body relaxed and I was unconsciously wriggling my hips and chest wanting to be fucked. The ankle cuffs and a waist belt on the cross were tied around me. I could hear that other guys had entered the room. I didn't know who or how many.
Nothing happened for a few minutes. I could sense that he want there anymore. I was tied up, poppered and horny waiting for my musc hung guy to use me as his boy. A few mins later the poppers had gone and I was just some idiot strapped blindfolded to a cross in a basement feeling the cold on a Saturday lunchtime. There was a murmuring in french. A hand stroked my chest and my cock. I had lost my boner and it had been noticed! Whoever was there tugged at it and nothing happened. With that the poppers reappeared under my nose. He must still be here then? I was confused and more trying to work things out than enjoy it.
After some more muttering my ankles were released. Oh good they are bored with me and are letting me go I though. No. My briefs were pulled sharply down and I was suddenly very naked. My ankles were retied and I started to shout out "hey let me out". With that my mouth was filled with some cloth. I could taste my own cock on it. It was my briefs. They had been soaked in poppers and stuffed in my mouth. I could only make a murmur sound. The more I struggled the more intense the poppers hit from them. A hand slapped my balls hard from underneath which made me jump and the familiar voice said "enjoy" and I heard him walk away.