Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2015 17:33:33 +0200 From: John skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com> Subject: An American Marine in Amsterdam An American Marine in Amsterdam This is a work of gay fiction containing scenes of sex among males. If this oftens you, is against the where you live or against your beliefs-leave now. IF you are underage leave now. This work is copyright in the name of the author. It may not be copies in whole or part without the author's written consent. Nifty is a free service depending on your contributions so please contribute at nifty.org Comments are welcomed:jaskejr@hotmail.com An American marine in Amsterdam cajun fr part 1 He stepped out of the plane after a long, 10 hour flight from Africa. It'd been his dream to spend the next few months touring Europe. He managed to get his discharge arranged to take place in Germany. He had managed to get a cheap flight to the base in Hamburg. It took 3 days to be officially separated from the service and to collect his last pay and his bank account. Now he was on the overnight train, heading for his first stop- Amsterdam. It represented freedom to him. Here he could be free to indulge in all those forbidden pleasures the city is famed for. Kyle's long held dream was about to come true Leaving the train station he walked into a foggy, damp morning. He'd stored his bags in a locker since check in time at the B&B wasn't for 5 more hours. He had his map of the city with circles around the things he wanted to see first. His first stop would be a "brown cafe" for a strong coffee and a smoke. Then off to see the major sights. He'd planned to end his day at a local sauna. It'd counteract the damp of the city. As he walked through the red light district he spotted the hemp museum, one of the spots he'd planned to visit. He went in, ordered a drink, and glanced over the menu on the table. He spotted some brownies that looked tempting. He ordered two from the tall blond, dutch boy at the counter. The boy offered to re-fill his pot of tea with a stronger brew, a mix of tea and absenthe. It was a nice drink to go with the hemp brownies he was assured. Well 30 minutes later his head was spinning. Kyle went stand but found his legs were like rubber bands. The young boy offered him a chair in the back of the cafe. He slumped over from the chair to a nearby sofa. He must've slept for an hour when he was awakened and guided out the door. He found himself walking down a strange street. He stopped to get his bearings and noticed that he was directly across the street from a sauna. It was just what he needed to sober up. He paid his admission fee and went to the locker room. He noticed other men wrapped in towels. Opening his assigned locker he found a large towel, similar to the ones worn by the other men. He undressed, leaving his cloths in the secure locker, wrapped the towel around his body and went off in search of a steam room. As he walked around he noticed that all of the other customers were men. Finally, he found the wet sauna and went in. The room was fogged by the steam but he could make out men, sitting on their towel covered benches. Some looked up at him and nodded. He found a spot on an upper bench and spread his towel out to lay down. He slipped into a hazy sleep. In what seemed like only minutes he felt a pair of strong hand massaging his shoulders and chest. It felt very good and he did not move. The hands moved to his arms, then to his legs. The massage also awakened another part of his body. It was one that had not stirred during his long stay overseas. He felt a drop leak from the end of his pole and cling to his stomach. One of the massaging hands rubbed the fluid into his body. The other hand grabbed his tool at the base, holding it away from his body. It was a good sized tool so often admired by others in the common showers of the barracks. Suddenly Kyle's stiff cock was swallowed by a warm mouth. It had been so long without the touch of another human. He reacted immediately to the stimulation. He pushed upward to get as much of the warmth around his cock as humanly possible. The person who had swallowed him gagged. His body was lifted by four strong hands and moved to another, low bench in the center of the room. Laying on his back he looked up to see other men, naked men, staring down at him. A pair of hands lifted his legs up. Another pair of hands grabbed his legs, holding then wide apart. He felt many hands moving over his body. This only managed to heighten his feelings of pleasure. A strong, oiled, hand reached between his out stretched legs and grabbed his stiff pole and massaged it gently, almost reverently. His body reacted to the sensual scene. His mind was blurred by the new pleasures surging through his body. He felt a lubed finger at his anal opening, a place no one had touched before. It gently pressed around the opening then slowly pushed inside. New sensations surged through his body. New desires took over his mind. He was afraid yet filled with a desire for more, for more of the good feelings. His head was lifted and he felt a small bottle being pushed under his nose. He inhaled deeply. Moments later his head was spinning. The pleasures he was receiving seemed more intense. The desire for more pleasure increased. He needed to feel more. He wanted more of that feeling inside of him. As if they sensed his need, the men around him increased their massaging of his body. Between his outstretched legs he felt a movement. Then the soft tongue began to lick around the edges of his hole. His body jumped at the new sensation. The velvet tongue pushed into his body. He moaned at the new feeling. Soon the tongue and the feeling left him. He felt empty, a void had been filled then deprived of that good feeling. But shortly it was replaced by a much better, bigger intruder. The bottle was again pushed under his nose. He inhaled deeply through his nose this time. Some how he knew that this was necessary. The inruder pushed forward. His scream of pain was muffled by a deep, kiss. His tongue battled with another in his mouth. He gave into the intense kiss and the pain in his ass lessened to become a feeling of intense pleasure. The strangers around him noted his moans of pleasure. This only encouraged them. One well built man offered his stiff cock to Kyle's open mouth. As it touched his lips, Kyle let his tongue glide over the wet head of the uncut cock. The man pulled the skin back to allow more of his cock to enter deeper into the mouth. Kyle felt the large cock head fill his mouth, cutting off his air. He instinctively began gulping air through his nose. As if on cue, the bottle was again presented to him. He inhaled and began to suck and lick the cock in his mouth. The man's cock in his ass began to move in violent jerks as he witnessed the scene in front of him. With one more deep thrust he held still as his balls unloaded into the body of the young ex-marine. Kyle felt the throb of the cock in his bowels. He clucthed at it with his muscled ass, trying not to let go of he feeling. His own cock responded with a rush of his cum into the waiting mouth. The cock was withdrawn from his mouth abruptly. A pair of lips pressed against his own. He opended his mouth to the tongue pushing against his. A tongue pushed in trying to taste the residue of the cum he had just taken. While both men battled with their tongues another man had stepped between Kyle's legs. He pushed his even larger cock in the now well lubed hole. It was a painful entry at first. But once buried to the hilt, the feelings of fullness and satisfaction returned for Kyle. He humped his ass back on the latest invader. This only encouraged the man to move more rapidly in his strokes. With three deep strokes into the hole filled with another man's cum he exploded his offering into the young man's body. He withdrew letting his final spuirts fall across Kyle's body. Kyle's body felt an empty feeling, one that him wanted more. But soon he felt a moist, rough tongue lick around his ass. Someone was licking the cum from his now wide opened hole. In a few moments Kyle felt that tongue reach deep into his tunnel, sucking out the two loads of cum that had been so recently deposited there. Gentle hands massaged the cum that had landed on Kyle's body. Others lifted his shoulders until he was face to face with the cock that had so recently violated him. Kyle smelled the cum, lube, and ass juices on it. He opened his mouth as the cock moved closer. It entered his mouth slowly but with determination. Kyle cleaned the instrument of his pleasure eagerly. Hands were offered to Kyle to help him stand. He was directed to the showers where men eagerly cleaned his cum covered body. Other fingers soaped his ass hole. Kyle rinsed the soap from his body and dried himself with an offered towel. For the next twenty minutes Kyle wondered around the sauna. He learned where other parts of the complex were located. As he walked aroind his body was groped by many men. Turning a corner he found himself in front of a tall, rugged man who wore his towel around his neck. As he passed the man,a hand reached out and grabbed Kyle's shoulder. Lips were pressed against his demanding entry. Kyle's mouth opened as if by training and a tongue entered his mouth. The tongue dueled with Kyle's own for domination. Kyle felt himself being pushed through an open door into a large black painted room. His body was lifted by sets of hands and placed in a soft leather sling. His arms and legs were secured with straps. His once virgin ass was open and exposed to anyone who wished to look. A blindfold was placed over his eyes. The world turned black for him. Fingers began to explore his ass, reaching to his hole. A lube was spread over his cock and then his ass crack. New sensations spread through his body. His mind imagined the men who were preparing him. Were they the rough looking stranger's? Were they some of the men who had taken his virgin ass in the wet sauna? Who were these men he could not see? One, then two lubed fingers entered his love tunnel. They spread to open him to a maximum size. One wide enough to take what was to be offered. Kyle relished the fingers that filled and opened him up. They were soon withdrawn, leaving him feeling empty. Kyle heard the familar sound of men inhaling from the brown bottle. They were all around him now. His spread legs were grabbed by two strong hands and held open. Another hand guided a huge cock head to his hole and pushed it against his opening. It slides in without stopping until Kyle felt the coarse pubic hair against his ass. There was pause as the invader waited for Kyle to relax and accept his fate. Kyle used his ass muscles to massage the giant intruder. He heard a moan escape the lips of the man. Other moans were heard all around him. Kyle felt drops, then spurts of wetness cover his body. He knew that many men were there in the room pouring their cum offering over his restrained body. The blindfold was removed. Kyle took a minute to adjust to the dim red lights in the room. He saw six men standing on plaforms around him. Their cocks were dripping the last of their cum onto his body. Kyle looked between his legs and let out as loud moan. There standing with his hips against Kyle's legs was one of the largest black men that he had ever seen. He reminded Kyle of the black marines he's seen in the common showers. The man grinned at Kyle as he began to move the sling back and forth, impaling Kyle with his monster of a dick. Hands were rubbing the man's chest, pulling on his extended nipples. The tall black man leaned forward, resting his chin on Kyle's shoulder. He began to lick and nibble on Kyle's collar bone. As he did this his hips began to move faster, deeper into the now sober man beneath him. Kyle moaned at the good feelings pulsing through his body. The man sucked on Kyle's neck, pulling the skin between his teeth. As he did this he gave one more deep thrust and froze inside of the warm tunnel, the new home for his now engorged dick. Kyle felt the dick inside him grow in size as it unloaded his gift into the boy. The man fell forward for a few minutes before standing and pulling his softening cock out. The last few drops fell on Kyles thighs, now bruised from the many fucks of the past few hours. Kyle was released from the sling. He stumbled to the showers, cleaned himself off, and went to his locker to dress. Upon exiting the sauna, he looked at his watch. It was an hour past the time he should've reported to the B&B. He rushed to the station, grabbed his bags, and took a taxi to the B&B. Knocking on the door, he rushed in to the small sitting room with its registration desk. A blond,young man sat behind the desk. He stood as Kyle entered and extended his hand. Kyle thought to himself that the young man looked familiar. After registering, the young man escorted Kyle up the steep, dutch stairs to the top floor. Using the key he opened the door. Kyle walked into a well furnished but dark room. A light was turned on and much to Kyle's shock it revealed a large bed, an open bathroom, and a sling next to a window that overlooked roof tops of nearby houses. The young man silently left Kyle in the room, closing the door behind himself. The wall mounted TV was playing gay porn. Looking closely Kyle recognized the scene. It was the sauna he'd just left and in the middle of the screen was the sling with Kyle tightly bound in it. Kyle smiled and knew that he'd enjoy his visit to Amsterdam.