Amsterdam nuit gay
Cajuncock
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I remembered the shot glass of absinthe at the disco or maybe the argos leather bar. I don't remember going to my hotel. But I never made it. It was after the bars closed and I was at the thermos nuit sauna where I'd gone to sober up. But here I was laid out in a large room on a round padded platform naked. There was a dim red light some where and lots of men, also naked. I really didn't care as long as I didn't get sick. It was dizzy in my head but I didn't care. Someone put poppers under my nose to inhale. Then one by one a lot of men fucked me. I didn't see their faces, just their bodies. I thought it was a dream but I didn't care as long as they kept it up.
Someone took me to shower but even there the fucking continued. I heard a voice begging for more. It was strangely familiar. It was my own begging. After a while they left me again on that platform alone. Now the next set of men, new ones. They must have come from the late disco. One sat me up and gave me a joint to smoke. It relaxed me a lot but I didn't care. He laid me out for his buddies to use. They laughed about the tourist taking all of them. One guy knelt down and rimmed me clean before all of his friends took a second chance.
I finally was sober and walked out of the place. The sun was just coming up as I stumbled back to my gay hotel, the stablemaster. I showered and fell into the bed to sleep fitfully. Someone came into the room naked and turned me over on my stomach. He laughed as he pushed poppers under my nose. I felt a wet finger search for my hole and then a large cock plowed me without mercy. He moaned as he lay on me before pulling out. J heard him say "all yours, enjoy." Then it all started over again.
Hours later after a good rest, I was starving in need of a hot meal. I walked around the area and spotted a side street filled with small cafes still serving food. I walked into ab Asian place that looked good. The menu offered a lunch buffet for 5 euros. I ordered a beer and asked about the buffet. The cute Asian waiter pointed to the long table and nodded. Starving I loaded up a plate and dived in. Two plates and a second beer later I left satisfied.
I rode the tram for a while ending up near the Web bar. It was still early afternoon so I ordered a beer and sat in the corner watching 2 men playing pool. I noticed several men climbing a set of steep dutch stairs. Curious I finished the beer and followed them. The single red light was all t=the illumination. The walls were painted black and it was pitch dark. I felt my wat around until I saw a door open flooding the area with sunlight. I moved to the door and pulled it open. There were several leather men out there on a covered terrace passing a pipe around. They noticed me and motioned for me to join them. I took a hit and passed it back. We smoked for several minutes. They spoke English and asked about gay life in the states. As we talked one of them began rubbing my back. I began to feel the affects of the pipe realizing that it was a hash pipe. They moved me back to a waist high table and laid me back to rest.
They began massaging my body as they crowded around the table. It was both comforting and stimulating. I reached out to touch the man nearest me. My hand felt an uncut hard Dutch cock sticking out of his zipper. I moaned and began pulling on it. Quickly, I was flipped over on my stomach and pulled to the end of the table My jeans and underwear were soon at my feet. I twisted around to see naked cocks being jerked. A bottle of poppers were placed under my nose and I inhaled. I felt a tongue worked its way around my exposed pucker. Who ever was there was going a good job of it. I moaned my appreciation. The bottle was again passed to me. My sex starved brain wanted any and all the hard cocks in Amsterdam. As if reading my thoughts
the first cock was roughly pushed into my needy tunnel. I moaned my need for it.
I leaned up a bit looking around at the gathered crowd. I saw the smiling Asian waiter, his cock shiny with his pre and lube. He walked over to my head and slapped my face with his long, thin cock. I stuck out my tongue. But he smiled and pulled away. Seeing this the cock in my ass speeded up, cursing in Dutch before pounding his load into my hole. One by one the others filled me with their juices. The last one was the waiter. His long thin cock pushed in easily using the deposited loads as lube. His cock reached places that none of the others had reached. He leaned in to whisper " You like this buffet?"
Once they had all had a second turn at my body, they led me to the outside shower. As the warm water rushed over me Ifelt what seemed like a quart of cum drain from my hole. I lay outside drying as they all returned inside. I went back down to the bar to find a beer waiting for me. The bartender nodded to a group of men standing at the other end of the bar. I raised the glass to thank them for both the beer and the good fuck.