DEDICATED TO KAREN - SHE GAVE ME ALL MY BAD IDEAS - OK IT WAS OF WHAT NOT TO DO....
The tiredness of a a journey spanning not only an ocean,(ok the North Sea) but one from quiet rural East Yorkshire to big bad Berlin, did not deter the inteprid tour guide from changing the itinerary to sample local hospitality within minutes of depositing the suit case in the hotel - one of the more boring deposits of the weekend. Even that was not without event however as, emerging from the underground they face....a park, with a ruin, not for the first time that weekend the intrepid seekers of culture and sex faced a choice of left or right. Being gay they did both, left, right, left a bit further right until a dawning understanding of the numeric ordering of the buildings led them a bit further right and the large daunting doors of the hotel..... Their main fear up to that point was that the code given to release the key (put in the code and the key will drop was the advice given....) - but it dropped almost to the perfection the intrepid two gained in dropping their jeans by the end of the weekend. Finding the room was another matter..... the top of some rear stairs, uncarpeted, undecorated appear to be the only avenue left to explore but it led back to the main entrance. Snakes and ladders ensued until a door marked with rooms 101 to 110 was found and it was realised that the key had to be used to secure access. Their pen for the next 3 nights had been secured - they could now explore....
Heading out into the unknown darknes of a strange City -onto an underground reminiscent of gestapo raids and Soviet subversion, they arrived at the central place - the object of their visit - the centre of gay life in Berlin ....erm, erm - but where was it? Was it left? Was it right? Was it straight on? All those bars ballooned on the map in different colours - and handily left behind at the hotel -did not seem visible as weary feet pounded pavements, followed lights and men that looked as though they had the same focus, the same destination, but it was not to be.
Desperation and a matter of principle meant ..erm ... TAXI! A short ride later - too far for aching feet to have gone, led to a street of rainbow flags....this was definately IT... Club Connection, on the corner like a village pub, a que of guys waiting to get in - twinks, students in shorts, older guys in leather, denim ....the destination had been reached. Walking in it was apparent it was not a good olde englysh pub - the entry fee was paid, a token and a tab given.... and the heavy hard beat of music drew us into the bar - guys stood drinking, smoking, dancing, kissing, rubbing... Beer - the intial object of the evening adventure was secured....a wander round engaged every single sense ....the music pounding like some sodlier boy drumming the troops forward and into battle.....driving us to that door that beckoned....MEN ONLY beyond this point... led to a corridor - guys stood, some shirtless,most bulging, rooms led off to corridors with even smaller rooms with doors - men sat there alone, in twos or mores, in various states of undress and different permutations of activity as they writhed round.....then...another door ....stairs went down into a pit of darkness - a den ... of total carnality. Darkness the faint glimmer of a cigarrette light, the distant light as eyes - (oh how eyes were to feature that weekend)...adjusted to the darkness and focussed on the moving figures. The men of the underworld - tho there was no Orpheus - just pigb boi and gobbedonbitch boi wandering, lusting, seeking, the wildest depths of their depravity rising to the surface as they gave themselves over to absolute pleasure and total indulgence..... Gobbedonbitchboi was about to earn his name as he wandered to the darkest corner of the basement room, removing his shirt he sank to his knees, hands rubbing finely chizzeled pecs, mouth searching for hard tools to feed on, drink on and satisfy his need for total depravity. He looked up - the hard needy eyes of a US soldier dressed only in baseball cap looked down on him as gobbedonbitchboi slipped the unbuttoned jeans down the firm thighs, the soldiers weapon liberated and in seconds gobbedon devoured the full length hungrily and sucked ....l ooking up the soldier spewed a string of gob down, right down where hard cock met hungry lips and he barked, ''take it bitchboi '' - and he didnt fucking need telling twice.... he gobbled the big throbbing weapon deep into his throat satisfying his every lust. Hand reaching up, feeling his hard pecs the other reaching out pulling onto another's firm hard cock, wanking it till he felt the hot cum spurt onto his face as he hungrily awaited the soldiers explosion.....
Meanwhile pig boi had worked his way through the heaving basement bar with guys sat close together, all of them strangers but becoming intimately acquainted - a shared knowledge and lust for depravity bonding them together as one. He climbed some stairs at the rear which took him back to the main bar - a crowded dance floor - he noticed the look, and glanced back as the guy walked to him and they started to snog hard deep - hands mutually explored each others bodies as they walked towards the pit of depravity and their own room, door shut. Cocks quickly emerged from torn off jeans as tongues and lips fought to enter each others wet mouths and cocks rubbed together - pigboi soon reverted to type and pulled back, gobbing down on the thick uncut cock rubbing against his, as he sank to his knees to take it fully, suck it to its full length and whip up all the fluids from the big juicy balls that hung beneath the tool that was being sucked. Mouth aching, lips stretched the cock slipped deep into his throat but pig boi wanted more ..he was hungry for a total filling, but as he stood the guy slipped down and wrapped his mouth hard round pigbois cock and sucked almost to completion, but pigboi wasnt in the mood to be satisfied by a one off encounter and pulled the guy off, lifted him up and then turned round, pulling the cock to his ass - it didnt need much pulling as the big knob head rubbed teasingly at his hole - a hand reached under his nose - the familar smell of poppers worked its way into pigbois body, making him wild for satisfaction, as he pushed back hard on the knob till the whole of his ass had devoured the tool. He pushed back more till he could feel the balls of the guy tight at this butt - the guy pulled out and started to fuck but it didnt take long till the familiar warmth of cum shooting deep into his gut signalled the end of that encounter. He pulled off, dressed and with hardly a second glance moved out - on for yet more cock juice.... Descending into the cellar again, gobbedonbitchboi walked by - eyes glazed, converted from upholder of law and order into seeker of lust and satisfaction, there was a glance between the pleasure seekers as each moved on, now familiar with the surroundings and eager to mop up every last drop of satisfaction that could be gained. Pigboi sank to his knees yet again as two guys snogged and he pulled their excited throbbing dicks towards his mouth and took it in turns to suck one after the other. When one guy left he turned his full attention to the fit hung lad that was fucking his face like there was no tomorrow, pigbois hand reached up under the shirt and pushed it up to play with the firm nips, as he did the biohazard tat came to full view - a sudden realisation that the cock now erupting its juice down pigbois throat was pozzed up didnt stop pigboi sucking every last drop of the toxic juice from the weapon before him. Again the cum shot ..they both moved on for their next encounter. The night continued full of lust and sex till pigboi - back in the bar, was herded with the remaining guys downstairs by the barman - deep down to the basement were the door was shut locked.
Firmly secured deep in the basement the guys started to writhe, spurt cum ...every combination as final satisfaction was sought and secured....spunk flowed briefly..... Fully used and spent Pigboi perched on a bench watching the waiting guys stood there. A student, 20, in his joggers was fully perved on - the joggers half way down his ass revealing a smooth bubble butt, a well toned body was further revealed as he turned and the excitement bursting from his joggers didnt need to be hid for respectability as a guy pounced whipped it out and devoured it. It was at this point that Gobbedonbitch boi emerged - the look of lust engrained on his face, focussed on getting satisfaction, pigboi coined the phrase which was be to a familiar battle cry at around 6am on each of the mornings - 'are you ready yet?' ....however gobbedonbitchboi still needed satisfaction, he pounced as a norwegian twink came into view dragging him off into the dark ecesses of the room hidden from view they engaged in total lust until ...Lights! - Lights appeared, the whole room lit up as guys looked shiftily around, the lightness revealing their sins, the pleasures, their indulgences to all that remained.... Gobbedonbitchboi emerged unsatisfied - disatisfaction that was going to cost pigboi heavily later......
They emerged at 6.30am, Saturday morning. Good Morning Berlin but ....Hello Hotel???? The taxi journey there had meant no recollection of where they had come from, the nights activities and lack of sleep had left their minds numbed, the satisfaction of sex, the need for sleep taking over... Eventually the welcome sign of an S stood out, Louise Helga Bahn, or something similar, held out hope of a return to the hotel. Gobbedonpigboi decided the night had been a mistake - 'we gonna be fucked' (pigboi had been) 'we shouldnt have done it', why didnt we just have a drink then head back to the hotel.......Anyway a route from LouiseHelga to Anhalter was found and pigboi reached his pen where he curled up and re lived in sound his nights activiites as he slept. Gobbed on meanwhile frustrated by the fullness of his unemptied balls, the failure of his ear plugs to protect him from pigbois grunts and moans lay, restless, sleepless....he drifted eventually but by 10.30am gobbedon turned into TourGuide we are here to see Berlin, he declared, - and all of it ....today!
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