Chapter Four: Lust
I enter Lust and am immediately welcomed by loud music, a drag queen performing on a stage, some people dancing, and the rest of the crowd making out all over the club. I move past the crowd, go to the stairs, and head over to the sex rooms. Luke had messaged me he is already there and I should just come up and find him. I'm excited but also a little scared. You see, I'm not what you would call sexually adventurous. In spite of living so close to this place, I have only been to the sex rooms once. And that too was just out of curiosity and I ran away as soon as I was told I'll have to strip in order to be allowed to enter.
But tonight is different. I'm going there with Luke. So whatever happens, at least I won't be alone.
I enter the second floor, where all the action happens. There's a changing room where you strip (or get into your fetish gear) and keep your normal stuff in a locker, including your cellphones. I am nervous but tell myself, 'Fuck it. You only live once.'
I take the key to my locker and a white towel from the attendant and start taking off my clothes. Around me, I see some other men stripping too. A man is getting into his slave gear while his dom is putting on a leather suit. Another hot young guy, someone who I wouldn't mind getting drilled by, takes out his underwear, hangs the towel over his shoulder, and enters, letting his privates exposed for everyone to see. He has a huge dick which is semi-hard. I get tempted and awed at the same time. I don't have the confidence to just walk around naked in front of others. I take off my boxers and immediately wrap the towel around me, not giving anybody a chance to see what I'm packing.
I enter the corridor, both sides of which have sex rooms once after the other with showers in each stall to clean up any piss play the patrons might engage in. I move forward, looking around for Luke. I move past the first stall and see a man lying on the floor with his legs raised in the air, and his partner's elbow deep in his ass, fisting him like there's no tomorrow. My heart races. I've seen fisting in porn but never firsthand. I look scared but then I notice the face of the dude getting fisted. He is clearly in heaven and having the time of his life. He's screaming in joy, completely unbothered about everyone else around. I've had a lot of sex but never has it been this carefree or wild. A part of me is jealous of this man. I don't necessarily want a fist up my butt, but I would give anything to feel as uninhibited as this man is feeling.
I keep moving and see in another room, a twink is surrounded by 5 big, hairy men. He's on his knees and the men are standing around him, all peeing on him at once. The guy is drenched in urine and looks like he is the most content person in the world. He's opening his mouth, letting the men aim their pee at his mouth, he's rubbing his hands over his body, applying the pee everywhere. My dick hardens seeing this. I fasten my towel, making sure it won't come off and move forward.
I see in another stall, there are two boys having sex, looking completely lost in the act. They're obviously in love. Some other men are also standing nearby, watching them. The lovebirds aren't telling them to leave but also not inviting anyone to join in. I stare at them in pure fascination. My dick gets fully hard and makes my towel drop. But I don't bother to pick it up or cover my penis. My eyes are glued to this couple and their display of love. Their bodies are covered in sweat, they're hugging each other tightly, their chests glued to each other, legs rubbing against each other. Hands moving all over their partner's body, lips kissing so passionately that you cannot tell where one's lips end and the other's begin.
