I just posted the the account of another of my visits to the cruising club Kinky's as an erotic story in the Forum section of NDN. A true story, should you doubt. Have a peak....

The other day I took the afternoon off from work to relax a bit. I went to The Kinky's, a popular gay cruising club here in Antwerp. The ground floor has a nice bar with three video screens showing gay hardcore action. One floor up there's a series of dark rooms and a few small private and semi-private cubicles. I arrived not long after two pm, opening time. The dress code allows for underwear but I always prefer to go naked, like most of the guys there.

After undressing I first checked out the dark rooms for early action. They're not too dark though, and you can still see enough when you get accustomed to the dim light. At the centre of one of the rooms there is a padded, round, stage-like pivoting platform. On it a big hairy guy laid on his back, his buttocks on the edge and his knees pulled up and opened wide to reveal his hairy ass hole. Another bear-like guy was fucking him. He was slowly thrusting his lovely hard dick deep into the other one's tight ass and then pulled it out again. Three guys beside them were watching attentively and they were jacking off their hard dicks. The next in line was already putting on a condom to continue this hot gang bang.

I got pretty horny watching them and I was also jacking off. I pulled my foreskin way back to reveal my shiny glans, enjoying the feeling of my dick getting harder and the hot sight of two guys fucking. I noticed a few other men who were also watching and wanking. One of them caught my attention. He was also completely naked, slightly taller than me and a bit slimmer, with a very nice body and a lovely dick. It was about the same size as mine and also uncut. Still jacking off I moved to his side. The guy had been wanking too but I took over. I grabbed his dick and I pushed back his foreskin to uncover a very nicely shaped head. We were both still watching the action on the platform when I started to masturbate him and I fondled his balls, which he obviously liked a lot since I could feel his erection grow. I moved a bit, facing him now, and I took both our dicks in one hand. They laid side by side, pointing in opposite directions. I grabbed them a bit firmer and I started to wank both our cocks simultaneously. It felt so horny to masturbate two cocks with the same hand, feeling his dick against my own while both were getting still harder. I was gently squeezing his balls with my free hand and he was pinching and pulling my nippels, making me hornier by the minute. All the time we didn't say a word, we were just enjoying our horny game.

In the meantime we were also still watching the men on the platform and the guy that was fucking came close to an orgasm. He was groaning ever louder as he drove his hard dick continuously harder and faster in the other guy's ass. After a few more thrusts from his pelvis he came with a last long and loud groan, his dick buried deep in the tight ass and squirting his sperm in the condom he was wearing. After a few moments he pulled back and the next guy, who had been applying lots of lubricant on his condom covered cock, took his place. He plunged his tool deep into the gaping ass hole and fucked him in turn. That guy could definitely take a lot of cock in his ass and you could tell by his groans of delight that he liked it! At the same time his own dick was also being wanked off by one of the other men. Suddenly he came, with a last long and loud groan, squirting streams of sperm across his chest and almost as far as his chin.

Eventually my sex buddy and I got talking. We had no orgasm yet, but we enjoyed the hot fun and there was still a whole afternoon to play more horny games and to cum. I suggested to get a bit more acquainted in a somewhat less physical way so I proposed to go down to the bar to have a drink and a chat. We would continue our horny activities after a break.

I think I'll have to pay another visit to the gay club that I've been to a few times. Just a drink and a chat with the guys in a bar on a dreary afternoon.

But with some benefits I'm happy to say. For a start, everyone's naked. Three tv screens show porn in the background, always nice if there's a gap in the conversation or if you need a bit of inspiration. Not that I often do.

There's a dark room with enough possibilities for private and public sex fun. There are slings, cubicles, mattresses and a low turning table I like to lie on while a guy is sucking my dick or wanking me to an orgasm.

I prefer a place with more light though. I'm quite unhibited: I like to watch and to be watched. I've got this motto: everything off except for the lights. So I also like fooling around with my partner-of-the-moment in the bar, wanking, sucking and fucking and it turns me on that everyone is able to watch the action.

Yes, I urgently need a good fuck... and I know just the place for it.

I must have been about eight years old when I had my first orgasm.

The PE room of my school had climbing poles suspended from the ceiling. I liked them because they were easier to climb than ropes, but even more because of the feeling I got climbing them. The friction of the pole against my genitals when I held it tight between my crossed legs to climb to the top caused a very nice sensation in my crotch. I didn't know about orgasms or what actually caused this feeling but I knew that I liked it a lot. I tried to climb one of the poles every time we had PE class. Unfortunately we moved house when I was nine and I was sad to see that my new school didn't have poles in the PE room. So at the age of eight I was masturbating without knowing it. However, back then I thought that the sensation was caused by the movement I made with my crossed legs. I didn't actually made the link with my genitals.

That happened a few years later when my brother showed me how to masturbate. I was about ten and he was three and a half years older. He took me to the shed in our back yard "to show me something funny". He told me to undress and to lay down on my back on an old table. When you're a kid you better do what your older brother says, so I did what he ordered. He then started to rub my penis between the palms of his hands. I didn't get a full grown hard on but my penis was still firm enough for my brother not to loose grip so he could go on rubbing and twisting it without interruption. At first it seemed silly and I felt a bit uncomfortable with what he did but after a while it started to feel nice and in the end I felt that familiar sensation again! He continued till the end of my orgasm. I realised now that this sensation was linked to my genitals and that I could recall it whenever I liked just by rubbing my penis. Needless to say that from then on I made use of this knowledge as often as I could!

I can't remember how old I was when I first produced sperm with an orgasm, probably thirteen or so, but I already knew about it. One evening, not so long after he taught me to masturbate, my brother asked me into his bed and told me to rub his penis the same way he did with me. When he came I felt a sticky liquid dripping on my hands. It wasn't watery like urine but he never explained to me what it was and I didn't ask it either. I guessed it was just one of those older boys' things. A few years later when I started producing sperm when I had orgasms I remembered what happened with my brother so I wasn't really surprised.