1. Ten Doors


    Date: 4/19/2016, Categories: Gay Male, Author: SailorScottUK, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    Lewis wakes with a jump. He has woken to find himself in a room with ten doors. He has no idea how he got here, or why he is naked, but there he is lying spread-eagled on the cold floor. Examining his surroundings, he can see that he is lying in a circular shaped pit in a circular room. There’s a raised level surrounding the pit that has soft padding running around it and beyond this, there are ten evenly spaced doors. Lewis’ head is still heavy from the drink and he’s finding it difficult to pull himself together. He’s looking around for a clue, for something that might reveal where he is. He looks for his clothes; he was definitely wearing some in the club, wearing them when he was talking to Ross, right before his mind was wiped blank and he woke up here. There are no clues. Nothing. Suddenly, he notices a throbbing pain. It’s coming from his arse hole. Reaching between his legs he explores with his fingers. Something thick, gloopy and moist is coating his hole. He pulls his hand away, half expecting to see blood stain his fingertips, and is relieved to find the substance is clear. Relief that only lasts for a split second. “Fuck!” It looks like cum. Sniffing it . . . it smells like cum. Cum and arse. “I’ve been fucked, some cunt has used my hole.” Now he remembers . . . he wanted all this and that explains why his cock just twitched. That’s why his cock is growing big, getting firm. That’s why his cock is now solid as a rock at the thought of being fucked? But he’s ...
    straight. Never tried anything with another man, even if he had thought about it while wanking . . . thought about doing things with Ross. A memory is forming clearly in his head, a conversation he was having with Ross in the club comes back to him. Ross is a good mate; he’s known him for a couple of years. They met when their girlfriends became friends through work. Lewis will admit to anyone who cares to ask that he has a lot of feelings for Ross but has only recently admitted to himself that he wishes they were a lot closer, especially after the skiing holiday last month. Lewis tries to remember the conversation. They were both drunk . . . if he just concentrates a bit harder, he will remember it. On the skiing holiday, Ross had told Lewis how much he liked the look of his body, how he appreciated looking at a handsome, well build, toned man. Lewis had returned the compliment, and later that night, after a few beers, they had joked about wanting to use each other the way they use their girlfriends in the bedroom. Tonight had something to do with that conversation, the conversation about wanting to fuck each other. Only tonight they hadn’t just been talking about it; he had actually done something about it. Lewis had put his hand down the front of Ross’s jeans in the club. Lewis feels between his legs again, rubbing his fingers around in the cum, he has the urge to do something more than rub. “It feels like Ross did a good job.” He plunges a finger deep into his arse hole. The ...
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