Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2003 19:36:21 EDT
From: Howdedo2u2@aol.com
Subject: Sexventure in Amsterdam

Mid May 2002

I drove into Amsterdam it was about 10:30 at night ...it's still light
and it's nearly midnight. So I figures that I might as well check into my
hotel...a canal house on "Prinsengraght & Utrichstracht" So I did and
then immediately split and ran for the last tram. it's a nice night out
& I wanted to go on tour. The last tram to Woemoestracht stops just short
of it on the Dam stop of the #4. You walk around a phallic monolithic
sculpture and then you just follow the leather guys...they'll lead you
to the bars...the ones that you would like to expect in Amsterdam.
Just for the record I want you to know that every cafe on every street
serves a full menu of various exotic varieties of the worlds best pot and
hash.
So even before I went on this sojourn I was 'three sheets to the wind'.
Not fucked-up like on alcocol... just fucked-up enough to aid and abet
me in doing everything I shouldn't oughta do. So the first of the bars
was named 'Arcos.'
Also all the bars have what they call dark rooms. I call them suck
parlors.
So I climbed into this place, I mean I literally had to climb in. The
step is about 16" high. I thought that it must be hard to breach the step
if you're either wearing tall, motorcycle, or Nazi ss boots. I bet there
must have been many dudes that've been fucked on that stoop. It's just
high enough to kneel in front of and just high enough for some stud to
sit down, spread his legs and get a good blow-job.
This 'Arcos' joint is this windowless, dimly lit bar. There are about
fifty guys in here. Most of them are over 6'. They grow'em real large
here in Holland. I think it's their variety of cum that makes'em that
way. It's milky white with a tinge of almost blue liquid that surrounds
the globs of cum. It's plentiful. I mean these guys cum by the shot
glassful. It's sweet with a little of that savory man scent always
present. And they cum often. I also think they all get weekly shots of
testosterone. Their dicks...most of them are 8 - 10" and kinda thick.
Mind you I can always breathe...even with the thick ones cause I had to
learn to do it that way if I wanted to keep dick down my throat for a
long time. I mean for as long as a guy wanted me to.
I ordered a beer and moved away from the bar so I could size-up the
crowd. Almost everyone was smoking weed, there are two or three guys
getting their cocks sucked just outside of the toilet. So I'm gonna move
in for a closer look. There is a large Turkish population here in
Amsterdam. Most of the men are straight, but they are also muslum, and
aren't allowed to fuck women until they get married. But they have no
problem getting their dicks sucked... some reciprocate - most don't.
That's cool . I never ask for it. I think there is nothing more sensuous
than a man with his dick down my throat telling me to swallow his
offerings. Telling me with assured passion to do it for him. In doing it
for him I am also doing it for myself. Kno what I mean?
So I am right in front of the bathroom now. Standing there ostensibly
waiting on the line for the urinal. But what I really had my sights on
were the dicks that were being sucked. Piss was pouring out from the lips
of this dude that was on both of his knees gazing up with a mouthful of
Turkish meat. "Precum was leaking from my cock but I didn't want to cum
yet so I just chilled for a while from the 'stroke your own cock'
routine.
He must see me watching him cause he's beckoning to me with repeated
head-flinching gestures. I'm looking directly into his largest bronze
eyes. He's staring and steering me directing me to lay sight on his cock.
He asked. Want some?
The guy on his knees looked up at me, I told him to "get lost" . And I
kissed him full on the lips. I whispered to him so nobody else could
hear. Lead me and I will do anything you want for yourself or your
bar-buddies. He held my face away from his for a moment. and smiled that
smile of recognition...Master recognizes sex slave. He kissed the top of
my head as he pushed me downward toward his throbbing cock. I could feel
it's heaving throb as soon as he passed it through my wet lips. He was
wetting my mouth with a small amount of beerpiss. Just enough to keep his
cock wet as he has his way with my mouth.
Now that's a lot of cock I thought. What will he do as an encore. His
encore was his cum; there was so much cum I swallowed, at close
intervals, for a full minute. He told me just now that he wanted to
take me across the street to "The Eagle" bar where some of his
sex-buddies regularly hang out. He wanted to know if that was ok.
I said "sure".
We crossed over the street and they were waiting there for us. He must
have made a phone call alerting them because when we got there there were
a dozen or so men. Studs...hungered , to have their throbbing cocks
tended to waiting for us. I mean these guys gave horny a new meaning. I
don't know weather it was the power of the crowd or what, but I knew
these men meant business. Several of them had their slaves shackled to
wood posts that were bolted to the floor. They wore chain or leather
collars that were locked to huge rings screwed into the post-tops. Most
of them had nice bodies they were all naked. Their masters were studs.
They were born to fuck their slaves, to have play with them whenever and
however they wished. They were desire driven slaves to their own sexhead.
Each and every one of these men knew how to elicit the core of the
sexhead from their toys. They wanted me to play with for only one night.
They didn't ask me. They encouraged my will to it's point of breakdown
They didn't have to do or say a thing. They just stood there with demi
hard cocks, glistening from the last time they got sucked-off. Jamie, One
of the bottom boys was wearing a hood, eyes and nose exposed, it had a
covering over the mouth with a funnel, fashioned as part of the hood, the
funnel rested in his mouth. His master...Thom this German dude, must've
been packin a foot long dick. He's drinking a beer, and with a smooth
turning motion puts his full, open hand on the back of Jamie's neck and
plugs his funnel with his piss-dripping cock. Jamie drank...he had no
choice. Thom after finishing unloading just as casually turned around
and again became part of the crowd. It was Jamie's job to drink
beerpiss from Thom or anyone Thom told him to drink from. He asked me if
I wanted to piss in his boy. I walked over and took out my dick and
began to piss when he grabbed my cock...squeezing it so no piss would
come out. No he said. Not now! Wait till you really have to take a wicked
piss. When you are full of beerpiss yourself...You will beg to piss.
With this he took a strand of leather from around his wrist and tied it
first around my balls and then around the base of my cock, finishing just
below the head. He tied it tight so nothing would come out unless the
leather binding was loosened. I was instructed not to touch it myself.
I would be released much much later. My heart throbbed in anticipation. I
wanted to suck each and every cock in the room. Even their slaves. I
wanted to be filled-up with cum. So it poured from my lips and so they
did. AT times their slave-boys were instructed to help me eat the cum
offerings by repeatedly squeezing our every last drop of cum from every
last one of their cocks. It felt good my nipples were hard my own cock
throbbed wanting to piss and cum. I Told Luc I needed to piss real bad he
told me I first had to take some of their beerpiss up my butt. I bent
over the bathtub inside was Paul one of the slaveboys placed their to
drink piss. Luc pissed on the bud of my asshold warming and wetting it
till it opened for him. That's very good boy he said as he shoved his
demii hard pissing cock it full length inward. It warmed me. The slaveboy
stood up and fed me his piss. It was neverending. Thom slowly released
the leather binding my cock and told the boy to get on his knees & drink
'from the man who made him happy. He did as he was told and stayed there
waiting for orders to drink my cum. They never came. Luc told me to curl
up my body over my head and shoot my own load into my mouth. Paul jerked
my dick sensually till I couldn't hold back any longer. I shot bevies of
cum one landed on my lip a hand reached over and fed it to me the next
round fell on my tongue, it tasted good I swallowed. It was satisfying.
My butt was cleansed from the men who pissed in me earlier. Rest awhile
said Luc. We're all goin to fuck you next so take a little nap first. And
when you feel someone entering you, then you'll know it's time to serve
us again.