Date: Wed, 01 Aug 2001 21:38:55
From: lyle benton <ben_sc@hotmail.com>
Subject: Berto's Roses Part III

     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!