Gay Erotic Stories

I had decided for months now that I was going to move to Holland, be it Amsterdam or a surrounding city. Every thing I had heard about Holland fit my persona. The coffee shops, the red-light district, the old-style European houses, museums and customs. In short, I picked up from America and moved myself over there. I lived in Rotterdam, but would often visit Amsterdam.

One night, I strolled down a winding brick street in Amsterdam, one such street I knew to have a gay theater on. I felt very nervous, and also very excited as I knew the theater was one of those "stroke off" types. It was very dark inside and, you, sometimes had to grope to find a seat and watch the action on the screen as well as what’s going on around you in the theater itself, (which is often more interesting).

My first time in the theater, I didn't know what to make of the men strolling by me to the right front of the theater, into a door there. "Looks very dark in there," and probably quite, uh, horny, back there? I thought to myself. I smiled in my mind, nervously. Who were these guys? Was I kinked-out enough to imagine--a room full of big dicks all spurting cum in my mouth? My hard-on in my pants rose up some thinking just that thought. Am I that naughty? I doubt that’s what is going on back there, probably just some rooms back there with video screens, and glory holes? Kinky also.

The movie was a lame one, as gay porno usually is, (show me a big cock; don't try to create a plot) I thought. All this time I'm really zapped, and thus, extremely horny from some good Netherlands hydro. My eyes began to wander; I was looking over at the guy across the isle from me. He had his hand in his pants, and his pants were unzipped.

Well. It’s just this type of a place for that. Eyes front... Watch the movie....

This guy there was making me ever hornier. Yeah but, do I dare join him in the seat next to him? Does he even speak English? I must have been staring a bit, because he eyed me, and then zipped his pants up again, and stood up. I thought he was going to come over and join me but he walked to the isle and gave me a look and headed toward the dark room. HMMM. I guess that was the queue to follow him. I was very nervous walking toward that doorway, there were several beefy looking guys just hanging out there in the doorway; definitely not security.

I passed them on my way into the room. I was just a room, dark very dark. Suddenly I felt someone feeling my crotch for my zipper. I let it happen. This definitely topped a certain chart in my bisexual experiences. My hands then started to wander also, I found a guy standing right behind me with his jean pants still on, I also found his zipper and unzipped him.

"Oh my god," I though at what I was feeling inside those pants. The guy must have been sporting at least 8 inches, I'm not kidding. The guy facing me was now feasting on my thick 6.5 inches, and doing such a good job I needed to grab his head to slow him down. I wanted this to continue for as long as I could stand the ecstasy.

Once I had him slowed down I again reached back behind me to find that monster dick to be swinging free. We found a place in the room, intentionally meant for what we were doing, it was a partition raised and padded. I just had to have that monster in my mouth. No two ways about it. The guy sucking me decided he wanted more and pulled my pants way down below my knees, as I was greedily slurping on my prize. Now the guy was sucking and licking loudly on my balls, I felt another guy then intercept my cock in his mouth.

OOOh god...

Was this the kinkiest thing I've ever done or had done to me? The monster cock guy then decided to pull his cock out and feed it to the person next to me as another guy moved over to feed me his average cut, (but very nice, nonetheless) cock in my mouth, I recognized the guy as the guy in the theater who motioned me to follow him. I could hear him moaning as he mouth fucked me.

I knew if I kept up the nice vacuum-cleaner-like cockhead suction I was going to receive a nice big prize in my mouth. I sucked him harder and when I put my finger on and slightly in his butt hole he let out a loud moan and squirt after squirt was filling my mouth with his jizm. I was also moaning at this point wondering if he was ever going to stop spurting, it seemed like forever, of course I wasn't trying to stop it, my finger was pushing on his anus in rhythm to his ejaculations. I was curious what European guy cum tasted like and I wasn't swallowing the spurts but letting them accumulate in my mouth. I did this a lot so that I can best taste the semen.

I was in bliss at this point, and moaning loudly with my mouth getting filled with his juice. His whole body did a few spasms, I could feel his legs and butt shiver and at that point I spurted my own hot load for whoever it was that was sucking on me. As quickly as I swished his stuff around in my mouth and decided to swallow the mouth full of goo, which, by the way, tasted extremely delicious, he had his pants back up and was gone. I also zipped up and weak-kneed my way up from the partition and staggered cum-drunk out of the theater.

The whole experience continues to be one of the moments I remember and often will jerk off to.