I arrived at 7pm and paid the $20 entry fee. The bottom floor was for dancing. There was a big stage in the middle of the dance floor, the lights were low, and the music was loud. But nobody was there. I ran into the owner of the place, and he showed me where everyone was, upstairs. It was confusing at first -- there was so much for me to take in: it had a handful of hallways that each were lined with small rooms for private play, a large group play room, and a lounge room. I ended up staying in the lounge area at first, because it had pool tables and, more importantly, it had people in it that weren't having sex. All in all, I would say close to 40 guys were there.
It was very quiet in the lounge. The TV was on, and there was some whispered small talk, but mostly everyone stood around looking glum. I figured the night was just still too young. I asked if anyone was up for a game of pool and one man in a kilt took me up on the offer. After one game, someone suggested we play strip pool. I had planned on taking my clothes off anyway, so I easily agreed. I took off my shirt to match the number of clothes my opponent was wearing.
Damn. I'm good at pool. Or they all were really bad. I lost the first 2 games (removed my shoes + socks, then pants) and won the next 6 wearing only a jockstrap. The room would fill up with a crowd whenever we got down to the last few balls on the table, then everyone would leave when I won again. People were actually rooting for me to lose and for the other guy to win. I had to play 3 people before I finally lost and stripped to nothing. The other 2 guys that lost had been naked only briefly before getting dressed again. As soon as my clothes were off, someone offered to store them in their locker. I handed everything over to him, and he put my clothes in his locker and locked it.
Some useful information: I was the youngest one there. The next youngest was 7 years older than me, then the ages jumped up by 5 and 10 years from there. That is to say, I had an audience.
During the games we had heard yells coming from down the hall. I found out through conversation that there was a dungeon room, complete with a table and an electric stimulation unit. A guy in the corner, probably jokingly, said that once I was naked I should get on the table so they could watch. I smiled and said I would. I don't think he believed me at the time.
So after the pool games were over, we went to the dungeon room to see what was up. Some quick chatter between me and a few in the group and I was next in line for the e-stim. At this point I'm being groped and fondled by hands from all around me -- it was crazy being such the center of attention.
The guys running the e-stim rig were very professional and safe, and respectful of my limits and experience. They wanted to make me cum from the e-stim, but that kind of stimulation, especially the way it was applied then, doesn't arouse me at all. They put in an electric buttplug, then bound my wrist and ankles to the table, and put a blindfold on me. It was fun being tortured by the currents. They had put some nodes on my balls and cock, and they hurt like hell. Every time they sent a jolt through me, my back arched up as far as it could go. I don't know how long it lasted, but I was in a deep sweat halfway through the session. Oddly, because of the intense sensations from my cock and ass, I couldn't actually sense my penis. I had someone standing my by side, kind of informing me of what was happening, and he told me multiple times that I was being jerked by onlookers; the weird thing was that I couldn't feel them doing anything to me at all. My penis was numb to everything but the current. Eventually it was over and I was released.
I went back to the lounge and spent the next hour or so talking with a few guys about kinks and what we all liked and didn't like. Almost constantly someone was stroking me, but I had to let them all know I wasn't allowed to cum. Truthfully, I could cum, but only after I made 3 other guys cum, and for some reason I wasn't really in the right mood to do that on my own initiative. I got the number of a guy that's really into bondage and knows a really good dom that he wants me to meet, as well as the number of an older guy that was really nice, smart, and interesting; he'd like to just chill with me sometime, shoot the breeze, then probably go back to his place and dominate me. Sounds good.
As I was preparing to leave, the owner of the place told me he was giving me VIP status, which just meant I didn't have to pay the $20 entry fee next time. Unfortunately they only have these meetings every 3 weeks. I'll only just make the next one, and I'm already plotting some seriously kinky things to get myself into for that visit.
Follow the winds
=Sab
So after the pool games were over, we went to the dungeon room to see what was up. Some quick chatter between me and a few in the group and I was next in line for the e-stim. At this point I'm being groped and fondled by hands from all around me -- it was crazy being such the center of attention.
The guys running the e-stim rig were very professional and safe, and respectful of my limits and experience. They wanted to make me cum from the e-stim, but that kind of stimulation, especially the way it was applied then, doesn't arouse me at all. They put in an electric buttplug, then bound my wrist and ankles to the table, and put a blindfold on me. It was fun being tortured by the currents. They had put some nodes on my balls and cock, and they hurt like hell. Every time they sent a jolt through me, my back arched up as far as it could go. I don't know how long it lasted, but I was in a deep sweat halfway through the session. Oddly, because of the intense sensations from my cock and ass, I couldn't actually sense my penis. I had someone standing my by side, kind of informing me of what was happening, and he told me multiple times that I was being jerked by onlookers; the weird thing was that I couldn't feel them doing anything to me at all. My penis was numb to everything but the current. Eventually it was over and I was released.
I went back to the lounge and spent the next hour or so talking with a few guys about kinks and what we all liked and didn't like. Almost constantly someone was stroking me, but I had to let them all know I wasn't allowed to cum. Truthfully, I could cum, but only after I made 3 other guys cum, and for some reason I wasn't really in the right mood to do that on my own initiative. I got the number of a guy that's really into bondage and knows a really good dom that he wants me to meet, as well as the number of an older guy that was really nice, smart, and interesting; he'd like to just chill with me sometime, shoot the breeze, then probably go back to his place and dominate me. Sounds good.
As I was preparing to leave, the owner of the place told me he was giving me VIP status, which just meant I didn't have to pay the $20 entry fee next time. Unfortunately they only have these meetings every 3 weeks. I'll only just make the next one, and I'm already plotting some seriously kinky things to get myself into for that visit.
Follow the winds
=Sab
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