Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2016 19:09:52 +0200
From: J a skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Busman's holiday -7

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Busman's Holiday 7

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 Busman's holiday 7-Berlin

The afternoon quickly turned to evening. The guests gaithered in the dining
room for a fabulous meal served by near naked young boys. After the dinner
our hosts invited us all to the lower level party rooms. None of the guests
hesitated. Porn was playing on the large screens around the room. Some of
it was from the recent activities in the grotto and dungeon. We all quickly
removed our skimpy garments and the scene rapidly fell into an orgy of sex.

  In all there were 16 resident guests, a few non-residents, and the staff.
I found myself servicing many men. Most of the Europeans were anxious to
sample my cut American cock. Lube and vials of poppers were scattered
around the room. I was taken and used by countless men and may more rode my
cock before the night was over.

  The next morning, my last at the resort, was spent preparing to continue
my travels to Berlin and Munich. I boarded an early afternoon train after
I'd sampled the men and boys one last time. Hans drove me to the station in
time for my train.

  The 2 hour trip on the ICE was uneventful. I did notice some handsome
business men and train personnel. But the situation was not right for any
encounters. I arrived at the main station in Berlin in the early
afternoon. I decided that since it was my first time there I'd take a taxi
to the gay guest house I'd booked. When I arrived I was impressed with the
quiet street and well kept house. The owners were there to greet me. I
quickly got settled in and went to the main lounge to get some information
about the gay scene. I sat studying a gay map for a while when another man
came in, obviously a guest. He asked me if I was English and I told him
that I was an American. He saw the gay map laid out before me and asked if
I needed help. I confessed that it was my first trip to Berlin and I was
sort of lost. The man, Max, introduced himself and asked what type of place
interested me. I told him that leather and a bit rough were my main
iinterested. He pointed out three bars near the guest house that might be
good for me. But since all of them opened at 8PM I might want to consider a
trip to one of the saunas. He offered to show me the way and I accepted.

  We took the subway to the old eastern sector of the city. There was much
rebuilding going on around the subway station. We walked a few blocks away
from the construction to a quieter street.

  The sauna was in a plain building with only a small, brass plaque on the
door. After he rang the buzzer we were admitted into a small outer room
where we both paid our fee and were directed to the locker room. Finding my
locker i quickly changed from my cloths and wrapped the towel which was in
the locker around me. Max pointed the way to various parts of the sauna-
the maze, the movie room, the pool, and steam room. He mentioned that there
was a roof top terrace where many men would be sunning. He left me to
explore on my own.

  I decided that the maze might be a good place to start. To get there I
had to pass by an area of small, private cabins. Men were lounging by open
doors or laying on narrow beds waiting for adventures. Some were already
engaged in various sexual situations with one man or a few. I would later
check them out.

  The maze was totally dark. I managed to feel my way around, encountering
a few hard cocks as I did. In the center was a small area illuminated by a
red light. Centered there was a large rubber covered bed. Some men were
eagerly sucking on their partners while other stood around and
watched. Poppers were passed around freely. I took a hit of some rather
strong ones. For a few seconds my head was spinning. As I came back to near
normal I felt a lubed finger rubbing my ass and them penetrating into my
crack, looking for my hole.

  Another hit of poppers and I was a willing participant, bent over to
offer myself to the mystery man in the dark. For a few minutes he explored
my hole, opening me up. Another man stood in front of me so that I could
brace myself on his hips while sucking an uncut cock. The man at my ass
pushed the large head of his cock slowly into my now open ass. He stretched
my hole to accomodate the large head and thick trunk of his cock. Having
fully planted himself inside me, he sighed as I moaned at the pleasure. The
man I was sucking grabbed my shoulders to steady me and forced his cock
deep into my throat.

  Both men soon got into a rhytm pushing their cocks into my two holes. The
motion sent a feeling directly to my balls. I knew that if they kept this
up I'd soon over the edge. Luckily, both men seemed to sense this and began
to speed up. I felt the cock in my mouth thicken and the first shots of cum
go into my stomach. The other man grabbed my hips and forced himself deep
into my body, holding still as he emptied his own load into my bowels.

  Both men patted me on my back and quickly disappeared into the
darkness. My own cock was stiff with desire to find a hole to fill. I
wondered around before I found the movie theatre. It was a room with three
rows of wide, tiered benches. I found one in the top most section and lay
there to watch the porn. My cock was at full attention, sticking up for any
who wanted to use it. Soon a young, muscled, blond youth found his place in
front of me. He knelt and swallowed my cock to the root. He soon had it
well lubed with his spit. I moved into a sitting position. He lost no time
in lowering his ass down on me. I held his hips steady as he bounced up and
down. I reached around to grab a nipple. This only quickened his bouncing
until I felt his muscles tigthen around my cock, sending me over the
edge. I felt my cock release 5 or 6 thick shots of my cum into his hot
hole.

  We both took a minute to enjoy the sensation before pulling apart. He
turned, gave me a kiss, and walked away. I lay back down to savor the
moment. The place soon began to fill with the after work crowd of older,
business men. Most would stop by on the way from the office before heading
home to their wives. I showered and dressed to head out and explore the
city for a good place to eat. I found a nearby beer garden that served a
hearty meal of sausages and potatoes with their own beer. I went back to
the guest house to nap before hitting the bars.

  It was a refreshing nap that left me recharged and horny for the night to
come. Before leaving I checked the gay map again to make sure I knew the
way to the 3 bars. It was only a 10 minute walk to the first one. The bar
front windows were curtained with a black drap. Inside was just as dark as
the outside suggested. I saw various pieces of biker gear and farm utensils
hanging on the walls and from the ceiling. I ordered one of the local beers
and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I noticed a few other denim men
around the bar. Most were alone and had that "hunter" look. They were
waiting for something to happen. I took my beer to the far wall of the
place and waited. Slowly the men began to move to a curtained area. I soon
followed only to be confronted with a steep, dim stairway. I slowly made my
way down to the lower level of the bar. It was the place for the action. I
could hear men breathing hard, others moaning with delight and passion.