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Bedtime Story: On my first trip around Europe I ended up in..
🕑 Added 2022-03-25 18:03:06 +0000 UTC Bedtime Story: On my first trip around Europe I ended up in a dark room in Amsterdam one Friday night. I was busy fucking locals & tourists with my pants around my ankles so it took a while before I noticed my wallet had been stolen. I reported it to the bar, who said it happened all the time, then to the cops who said the same. It was a ‘thing’ in Amsterdam apparently. I realised I had no cash or credit card at all & when I called my Australian bank they were shut for the weekend so Mum couldn’t send money either. Luckily the guys in my gay hostel all looked after me for the weekend, paying for everything until I could sort some money on Monday via my mate in London, the one from the Sydney sauna. But it meant the group of us ended up going everywhere together for the weekend, which was hilarious. There was a hot British guy among the group who I fancied. He was a bit nerdy & there was something about him which made me seriously desire him. On Sunday afternoon the guys all took a nap but he was keen to check out the venue for a public gang bang that evening. So he & I got there just as it opened, when it was free entry, to check it out. We ended up in the sling room & we both took our pics in the sling. Then he admitted he’d always wanted to be fucked in a sling. So I was morally obliged to help him out... I threw him back onto the sling & jumped on him. He was thrilled so I ripped off his clothes, spat on my cock & thrust it straight into him. He yelped with pain but I could see it was actually making him harder. So slowly & with the bare minimum of spit, I skewered him in his sling. I kept slapping his hand away from his rock hard, uncut cock cos he was clearly enjoying the pain far too much. I made it last for a long, long time before I let him blow - he shot all over my chest & basically pushed me out as he came. I’d really hurt his hole yet he was proper smiling. I shot into his face & chest from the other end of the sling. There was nothing to wipe it up with so we used my t-shirt. It was the least I could do. So he walked back to the hostel with an actual limp & I REEKED of cum! The guys at the hostel instantly knew what we’d done. They could smell it!
