Porn cinema in Hamburg: Chapter 3

I woke next moring after a fitful night. I showered and switched on my phone, there was a message. I went white as I saw a picture of me with a cock in my mouth! At various points through the day I got other messages each showing a piture of me either sucking cock or being fucked. Several of these said how Diane would love to see these, did I want her to? I replied saying no of course not! the final message showed a picture of me with my eyes closed and obviously wanking - the messgae said where to meet them that evening to avoid them sending all the pics to Di.

When I met them in the bar I was shaking with fear. They were very jovial and kept plying me with drink, some kind of schapps, which mellowed my sense of trepidation I guess. After a while I relaxed, they didnt seem so bad, and they kept complimenting me on how sexy I was through the first guy , whose name I knew now was Paul, the only one who seemed to speak much english. I kept trying to bring up the topic of the photos but each time he laughed and said if I enjoyed myself like last night he would let me see him delete them.

I was quite drunk by the time we left and although I was still asking about the photos they indicated we were going on somewhere else. My heart sank when I found out where! It was a place I'd visited once and left immediately as it was apparent it was a real gay pick up joint. They paid to enter and pushed me towards a kind of changing room which contained lockers one of which theyd bought a key for. They told me to strip and put my clothes inside. I tried to demur but Paul just reminded me of the photos and the mobile phone numbers he'd copied from my phone the night before. Reluctantly I did as they ordered and Paul closed the locker and then put like a dog collar round my neck with a chain attached. He told me to walk on all fours like a dog and tugged me towards where i could see other guys milling about and could hear music.

My heart was pounding as he led me through a series of corridors with the other guys following behind. There were a lot of other guys there and a few naked "boys" like me though I seemed to be the only one on a lead. We stopped in front of a kind of large wagon wheel with straps arranged in a star shape. Paul pulled me up and lifted my arms into place so he could buckle up the straps. He pulled my legs apart and buckled round both ankles. Then from his pocket he pulled a blindfold and fitted that round my head so my eyes were covered. I felt him kiss me and whisper in my ear, "see you later".

My heart was thumping fit to burst as they, I presume, walked away. I tried to call after the but there was no response but laughter. I dont know how long I stayed there but it seemed hours! From time to time I felt hands stroking me, all over my body but of course mostly concentrating on my private parts. Several times I felt a hand wanking me but each time they stopped before I came. I thought my bladder would burst and several times called out to Paul. Eventually I heard familiar voices and Paul's voice whispered in my ear, "are you enjoying that?" I could feel him toying with my nipples and stroking my cock and I nodded.

I told him I needed to pee so they walked me to the toilets and watched as I emptied my bladder. They then took me to a room with what I recognised as a sling and made me lie in it with my head hanging over one end. I almost passed out realising what was going to happen but I couldnt resist as they first strapped my wrists into the suspending chains by my head then pulled up my legs and strapped my ankles to the chains the other end. Paul scattered a few condoms and sachets of lube on my chest and laughed before he put back on the blindfold and whispered in my ear again "enjoy being fucked, I've written on your chest to use a condom in your ass, I hope they obey."

I wasn't long before I felt the first fingers lubing my tight little hole and felt a hot hard cock brushing my lips. They lost no time in entering me both ends at once, I couldnt even see if they were old or young. I lost count of how many men had me although I know two were huge as I felt the pain as they spread me wide open. I was wet and sticky all over where some had shot their load and I know I swallowed at least three. several times while one was in each end another guy or guys wanked me till my own juice joined those who had spent their seed all over my chest and belly.

After what seemed like hours someone pulled off the blindfold and I realised the guys fucking me were Paul and his mates. Once theyd had their fill they took me down, my arms and legs ached, and led me to the showers. Pual said they were going to "clean me up" and laughed. He told me to kneel then put my head back and open my mouth. I felt the stream of hot pee all over even over my face and in my mouth. Once theyd finished they turned the shower on and let me clean up properly. Once theyd dried me they let me dress and said goodbye. Paul never did delete the photos but he said he wouldnt send them to anyone else. For several weeks after I would receive the occasional message from him with a pic attached asking if I was still sore. It was enough to remind me to be careful in future.