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It was to be a long flight, 12 hours, from San Francisco to Amsterdam. The company's travel department suggested that I might want to spend the first night in the city before catching my connecting flight. Looking over the itinerary I agreed. I was booked into a chain hotel close to the main rail station. I did some online research to pinpoint a few places of interest
The flight was indeed long, leaving at mid-day. Luckily, I was booked in business class. But you can only watch so many movies. I managed to get a few hours of sleep before we landed at mid-morning in Amsterdam. Once going through customs and getting my checked bag, I went straight to the information desk in the arrivals area. A handsome, blond young man was helpful, advising me to hop on the train to the central station, He assured me that my hotel was right outside the station, an easy walk. He also made sure that I had brochures for the sights in the city.
The 30 minute train ride was crowded with others from the airport. Once at the station, I just followed the crowd to the exit. Outside I looked to my right and saw my hotel. It was a less than a 5 minute walk. I checked in and was presented with a transit pass good for 24 hours. My room overlooked the street car hub in the front of the station. The handy map I'd been given at the airport had my first 2 destinations circled along with the tram line numbers. I showered from the long overnight flight. My body told me I needed sleep. But I knew from other trips that sleeping would not help me to adjust to the time change.
So I set out for the tram ride to the first museum on my list, the Hermitage. It was an easy trip and an interesting exhibit. After two hours there I felt the need for lunch. So off I went across the nearest canal and down a narrow street looking for a restaurant. I found an Indonesian place that looked good. I ordered a rice specialty. It turned out to be a lot of food. The bar next door, a gay one, had just opened so I stopped for a beer. While there I picked up a gay map and noticed that nearby was a gay sauna. I thought that a good steam session would relax me and help me adjust. So off I went using the map as a guide. The sauna was behind a plain black door with only a small metal sign on the door.
Once inside I paid the fee, got a locker key and a towel. I quickly undressed, wrapping the towel around my waist, and began to explore. The place did not seem crowded. I saw only a few men on my first tour. I ended up on the roof garden where there was a jacuzzi and where a number of men were sharing a joint. They smiled at me offering to share the joint. Not wanting to be rude, I took a few draws. They spoke English as most Dutch do, so exchanged idle comments while smoking. I felt relaxed and soon dropped the towel to join them in the jacuzzi. Hands were soon massaging my tired body. My cut cock stood at attention. They seemed very interested in that. One by one they left to go back inside telling me that the hot sauna was next on the agenda. I followed them to the sauna inside. The steam relaxed me even more. Soon I was putty in their hands. We left the sauna and they took me to a dark area which had several padded benches.
I was high and quite relaxed as they laid me on a round bench. I felt my hole being lubed up. Poppers were pushed under my nose and I inhaled deeply. At this point the round bench began to revolve. Each man felt my body paying special attention to my stiff cock and lubed hole. I was turned onto my stomach feeling fingers exploring my ass. One man got on the bench and began kissing my upturned face. The bench stopped moving as another man mounted my exposed asshole. I moaned as the first of what would be many cocks entered my love tunnel. Each one seemed bigger than the previous cock. My mind now nubbed by the pot and poppers surrendered. I moaned for more cocks. My pleading attracted more men into the area. I took each man willingly until they all had dropped a load in me.
Finally, one man led me to the showers where he cleaned me completely. His name was Josh, I later found out over a coffee. We talked for an hour until I felt good enough to leave. He walked with me to the nearby tram stop. As we waited he asked if I might be interested in a personal tour later. I agreed and gave him my room number at the hotel with a promise of dinner and a bit of bar hopping later.
I returned to my hotel, showered and lay down after leaving a wake up call for later. I drifted off to sleep to be wakened by my wake up call and told that my friend had arrived. I asked that he be sent up while I prepared for the evening out. Josh was at the door in minutes. I let him in. I was still naked from my shower. He smiled at my naked condition. I commented that he'd already seen me naked. He pulled me in for a deep kiss telling me how sexy I looked. I felt his stiffness in his jeans. My erection was instant. He said "I'd like to make love to you right now. Just the two of us without sharing you." I fell back on the bed offering him my naked body. He wasted no time in undressing and making passionate love. It was what I needed to give me a boost. It was not to be a long session. Both of us quickly reach our climax.
I cleaned us up and dressed in jeans and a sweat shirt. We left the hotel for the tram station and our night. It was interesting. Josh showed me parts of the city beyond the usual tourist spots. We ended up in the Jordan area at a small gay restaurant. Over our meal we talked about our separate lives and jobs. He was an IT tech person working mostly from his apartment. He invited me home to see his layout. We also had a joint with Dutch gin.
The rest of the night was spent touring some of the better known bars. At one we made out right in the crowded bar. He whispered "I need to have you again. Let's go upstairs to the sex play room?" I nodded that I agreed and followed him up some steep stairs to a large dark area. He turned me to the wall, pulling my jeans down to expose my naked ass. He knelt down and using his tongue moistened my hole well. He stood and I reached back to grab his hard cock pushing it to my opening. He plunged in all the way. I heard murmurs of approval from others in the room. I moaned my need for Josh to make me his bitch. He didn't waste any time. He moaned in my ear that he wanted to possess me as his own bitch. I moaned my agreement. As he fucked me other men gathered around jerking their cocks. Josh yelled out as he filled me with his essence. When he pulled out he turned me around to kiss me. As he did, a man knelt at my open ass and began sucking Josh's cum from me. The man was good, he cleaned me well. I reached over to grab a paper towel to dry my rear.
Josh led me back down to the bar. The bartender smiled saying "That was quite a show you put on." He wiped a bit of um from his chin. I realized that he had been the man who's rimmed me out. We had a few more beers before continuing our bar tour. I spent the night at Josh's place. He woke me early so that I could get back to the hotel to check out and return to the airport for my flight to Italy and my meeting with potential authors for the publishing company.