I was transiting in a Middle East airport on the way to Thailand from Europe. Another of my college buddy was already in Bangkok. He had told me about all the happy ending massages and I could not wait to get there. At 18, I was horny like hell just thinking about the amazing sex – I had even tried to masturbate on the plane thinking about the women! Little did I know my sex life was going to become exciting at the airport.
I had been in the line for security checks and in front of me was an American. Both of us started chatting and I realized he was also on the way to Thailand. He was in his early 20s, in blue jeans and wearing a light leather jacket – a normal bloke. I don't even know his name. The crowd to put the bags through the x-ray machine was large and everybody was milling around the machine. He and I put our bags through the machine and I commented that both our rucksacks were exactly same. He smiled and then went through the security gates, while the harassed security guards were separating people to do a body check. I guess the x-ray machine beeped or somehow this bloke must have realized that his bag was being checked. I did not – next I knew he had picked up a bag and saying bye to me. As I waived to him, I wondered why he was in a hurry. Then a security guard accosted me as I picked up my bag. He took the bag out of my hands and indicated I had to follow him. I was surprised but followed.
He took me to a room and dumped the bag on the steel table. Indicated a chair – I tried to argue, he simply pulled his gun on me. I sat and kept quite. He opened the bag and to my horror there were a huge number of porno magazines. Not just porno but bdsm gay porno – he looked at me with disgust and dumped the magazines on the table. I tried to say they were not mine but he did not seem to understand or care. He took my passport and boarding card, told me to sit. I demanded to see my embassy – no reaction. I knew I was in trouble. He was flicking through the magazines now – young guys tied to chains, getting wiped, lot of military porn, cock sucking, ass fucking, slavery, horny young guys serving older military men, leather and the works. He flipped through the magazines, with a smile on his face, showed me a picture of a young guy tied to chains, getting his butt fucked while sucking the dick of another policeman. I did not know what to say – I tried to again tell him the magazines were not mine. He just ignored me and went on flipping.
Suddenly, almost as if he had come to a decision, he indicated I should stand up and turn around. I did, he turned me around and then handcuffed me – I protested but now he had no patience, so I got turned around and slapped hard, twice. He pushed me in the chair – the slaps had stunned me into silence. He indicated I was not to move – then picked up all the material and left.
After 10 minutes, another bloke entered. He was wearing the usual security uniform, leather jacket, dark trousers, boots, motor cycle gloves, with a klashnikov slung on his shoulder. He was a bit older, in his late 20s – very sharp features, dark but in an asian way with a crew cut. He pointed his gun at me, and indicated I needed to walk. By now, I had given up on my situation, and knew talking will get me into trouble – but I tried and he just roughly held me and pushed me along. I walked with the gun on my bag. We entered a room, which was quite bare except for a steel table and two chairs. On the side of the room was a chain and strap apparatus was fixed. The room smelled antiseptic – almost like a hospital room. The fear in me rose – I knew what this was – it was a torture cell! No doubts at all – the cleanliness, the smell of antiseptic, the degusting chains.
