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 We made our way up Shaftesbury Avenue and then turned left into a narrow
and poorly lit street.  Zac was half a pace ahead of me racing forward with
determination and excitement.  I trailed along hoping that this pub would
be worth the effort.  In the past Zac's choice of pub had left a great deal
to be desired.

   I scarcely noticed the doorway and only saw the pub sign as Zac turned
sharply and seemed to vanish into the wall beside him.  After the cold, wet
and dark street the brightness, noise and warmth of the pub was a shock and
a relief.  The place was narrow with a row of tables along the wall to our
right and the bar to our left.  The choice of beer was small but
exceptional and I joined Zac at the bar.  What a great choice he had made.
I took the beer to a table while Zac paid and, it seemed, spent a very long
time talking to the barman.  There was a lot of nodding and pointing to the
door at the far end of the bar and, finally, Zac joined me.

   "I have a little surprise for you when you finish the beer", Zac said
making himself comfortable and smiling that smirk I recognised as his smug
self-congratulation.  No matter what question I asked Zac blanked me.  So I
sat back, chatted about banal things and drank the beer.

   I was only half aware of the door at the back of the bar but it was
certainly very busy.  In the darkness I could not make much out and the
small, constantly moving crowd around the door often made it difficult for
people to enter or leave.  Above the door were 2 wooden signs.  The top one
read 'Lounge Bar' and the lower 'Toilets'.

   About 10 minutes after we arrived I noticed a couple of girls come out
through the door.  They stood out as one looked dishevelled and exhausted
and was supported by her fresh, smiling friend.  The first girl was quite a
mess, hair tousled and make-up smeared.  She had black lines of mascara
running from her eyes.  The crowd opened and made way for them and they sat
at the nearest empty table to the door.  The barman appeared, gave them a
couple of drinks, shook hands with them and returned to the bar.  At this
point I realised that I had finished my beer.

   Suddenly the barman caught Zacs eye, he nodded faintly and they both
smiled.  Zac finished his drink and said "right, follow me" and headed for
the door at the back.  He took a large disc from the barman as he passed
him.  The throng seemed to have increased considerably but they parted for
us and we headed into the corridor beyond.  This was short with three
doors, male and female toilets to the left and ahead, up a short flight of
stairs, the 'Lounge Bar'.  We went up the stairs, through the door and
entered a cosy room, several people milled about and a 'bouncer' stepped in
our way.  Zac handed him the large disc and nodded to me.  "Right; 10
minutes and anything goes or until you say stop!" he said looking at me
"clothes in the locker" and pointed behind him to a large wardrobe style
locker.

   I was confused; all eyes were on me.  With Zac, me and the 'Bouncer'
there were another 5 people in the room; one young girl with 2 lads.  She
was very drunk and was talking incessantly; the manic talking people do
when nervous or very excited.  The three of them were in their early 20's.
The lads were intently watching Zac and me.  In a dark corner were 2 older
guys whose features I could not see.  Apart from the wardrobe and the
bouncers stool there were a couple of sofa's around the walls.  Dominating
everything however was a large table in the middle of the room.  This solid
structure had a padded and cushioned edge.  At the far end were a set of
straps and below the cushioned edge more straps were fixed to the legs. 
Suddenly everything fell in place.  I stood motionless, mouth hanging open
"How the hell did you find this place?" I asked Zac.

   "Tell you later; time is ticking.  Get your clothes off" and he took my
coat and hung it up.

   I was in a trance, I quickly removed my shirt, shoes, socks and
trousers. I quickly stepping out of my boxers.  Without thinking I stroked
my penis and it twitched in response.  It had been contracted and
shrivelled from the shock but responded nicely to the warmth of my hand. 
Zac pushed me forward, gripped my wrists and walked to the head of the
table.  Quickly he cuffed each wrist then came back round and cuffed each
ankles to the table legs.  I gave each cuff a tug and became aware of my
fast beating heart.  My vision was very restricted because of the angle and
the blood was pounding in my head.  I tried to look behind me twisting to
left then right but saw almost nothing.

   Zac suddenly slapped a handful of cold lubricant between my arse cheeks
pushing one then 2 fingers into my puckered hole.  I forced myself to open
up as he bulldozed more lubricant in.  He removed his hand and I was once
more dominated by the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest.  His cock
pressed between my cheeks and pushed slowly against my hole.  The muscles
opened as his pressure became harder and he pressed on.  His cock-head
slipped past the first ring then the tighter sphincter and slammed in with
a powerful thrust that powered me into the cushioned edge of the table.  He
was hot and impatient.  He moved his feet getting a better position and
then started a wild hard hammering that pounded the breath from me and
slapped our bodies together.  At this stage I felt little pleasure.  Zac on
the other hand, it seemed, did.  I could tell he was in heaven and was
pushing himself to the finishing line.  His heart was pounding his hips
crashing in to me and he was desperate to cum.  Cum he did within 2 or 3
minutes pumping himself into me in gushing loads that were soon spilling
from around his cock as he continued to thrust in as deeply as he could. 
He finally collapsed forward on top my back.  His breath was hot as he
panted in my ear and he said "Oh fuck I needed that.  I have been thinking
about this for 2-weeks".  He pulled out and moved his weight off me.  More
sperm dribbled from me splashing down the back of my legs.

   It came as a shock when I then felt a tongue lick up my thighs and delve
into my reddened arse.  The young girls hair tickled my legs as she cleaned
out the cum.  I turned as best as I could and watched as she staggered back
to her friends.  She tried to kiss them but they pulled away.  After 2
attempts she walked round to me and pressed her mouth to mine.  I opened my
lips and thrust my tongue into her mouth as she then pressed the spunk into
my mouth with her tongue.

   I felt hands grip my arse cheeks and pull them wide apart.  The pain was
stinging and sharp until one cheek was released to allow my next playmate
to hold his cock and guide it into the open hole.

   He started slowly trying to pace himself, thrusting deep and pulling on
my lengthening cock and squeezing my balls at each thrust.  This didn't
last long as I squeezed my arse tightly shut increasing the pressure on his
cock.  Within a couple of minutes he was pounding in and out with short
thrusts.  His brief rhythmical thrust quickly broke down and he slammed in
and pulled my hips against him.  I felt him pump several waves of spunk
deep into me.

   He pulled quickly out breathing heavily.  His cock was dribbling thin
clear cum as he came round to my head and pushed his softening cock into my
mouth.  While I made a good job of cleaning the cum from the circumcised
head I felt hands on my arse again and my cheeks were pulled apart.  The
next cock slammed in.  His flabby paunch slapping my arse hard.  His
thrusts were quite long indicating a more than average length cock.  He
used it well and always pushed as far in as his paunch would let him.  He
settled into a comfortable rhythm as I finished with the dick in my mouth.
The guy from my mouth pulled out and stepped aside.  He zipped up his fly
as one of the young lads unzipped his fly and pressed his cock to my mouth.
I did as he wanted and took it deep acting as his 'fluffer'.  I licked and
sucked, rolled my tongue around the head as he let it hang in my mouth.

   The calm motion in my arse continued until without warning there was a
loud groan mid stroke and he stumbled backwards hampered by his trousers
round his ankles.  I felt the splash of several gobs of spunk over my arse
and on my hanging balls.  I gather he regained his balance and briefly he
tried to re-enter; but he had passed the critical moment.  At this the guy
pulled his cock from my mouth and waddled round the table holding his
trousers up as best as he could.  He said something I could not catch and I
saw the other young guy grab the girl by the hair and propel her out of my
sight towards his friend.  I felt her face press in to my arse and she
started to lick and suck up as much of the rapidly cooling spunk as she
could get to.  Zac told me later that the guys seemed to use her as their
hoover and washer.  They guided her with the pressure of a fist full of her
hair whenever they needed her.  She was pulled away and pushed towards my
face where we once more transferred the spunk.  As we did this the next lad
slipped into my well greased hole.

   He was young, fit and determined to make a show of his prowess.  I set
up a rhythmical squeezing of my anal muscles gripping and pulling his cock.
The other young guy came round and pushed his cock in my mouth which
distracted me for a few moments.  I easily 'fluffed' him as I returned my
concentration to enjoying the arse fucking and working on forcing the young
guy to cum before he was ready.  His rhythm faltered a couple of times and
then he lost control completely and hammered into me with total abandon. 
Soon his cum was filling my well used arse as he pulled on my hips locking
us together.  He pulled out and after a sudden squeal from the girl (as the
guy grabbed a handful of her hair Zac told me later) she buried her face in
my crack and licked and sucked the cum from my arse.  The guy in my mouth
had been close to cumming as he pulled out and waddled to my rear.  The
girl appeared in my restricted vision and crouched down to kiss me and
transfer the cum into my mouth.  I was mesmerised by her as she rubbed her
face into mine, pressed her lips to me and spread the cum wherever she
could.  Her eyes were closed tightly and I could see that she was plunging
the fingers of her right hand into her knickers.

   With my concentration no longer focused on my arse I was unprepared for
the sudden assault as the young guy slammed in to the root in one massive
push that shook the table.  He knew he was close to cumming and was
determined to make his mark.  He used all of his strength to slam in to me
as I tried to increase the pressure on his cock in my slack and slippery
arse.  The girl was still kissing me as the guy came.  His yelps and howls
coincided with her massive, drunken orgasm.  Before she had finished coming
she was grabbed and thrust to my arse where she licked and sucked once
more.

   She was pulled away as low voices, the first words I had heard spoken
for some time, mumbled in the background.  A cock came in to view, it was
rigid held firm with a shining cock ring and guided by a leather gloved
hand.  It was thrust to my mouth.  Before I could open properly it hammered
to the back of my throat causing me to gag.  He pushed his cock forward and
pulled my face to meet it.  I was struggling to breath and was gagging
badly.  Before I could sort out in my head what was happening a powerful
smack struck my arse cheeks.  I jolted forward cracking in to the table and
finding the cock now completely blocking my airway.  He kept pushing his
cock and pulling my head as I felt a big cock tear in to my arse.  By now I
couldn't see a thing through the cloudiness of my eyes as they began to
water.

   The 2 guys were now working together and each pushed in to me at the
same time then pulled slowly out.  They held out for a brief moment making
me feel that I might live through this then together they slammed in and
pulled slowly out.  They loudly cheered each other on each urged the other
to greater power as they slammed in.  The guy in my arse pulled back so far
that he dropped out.  I could feel the cold air around my gaping hole. 
Then I felt pressure on my arse again.  But this time it was not his big
dick.  It was bigger.  He pushed it and twisted it.  I realised it was his
fist as he opened his hand out and pushed 2 and then three fingers in to
me. As the 4th finger and then the thumb pushed in other hands were
plastering lubricant over my arse and his hand.  The level of noise
increased.  There were now a lot more people in the room and they were all
murmuring in excitement.  The cock in my mouth continued to slowly saw in
and out sinking into my throat.  I was almost unaware of that discomfort as
the pain around my arse became increasingly unmanageable.

   Through the fear that I would tear apart and the incredible pain I was
aware that he was in to the wrist and the murmuring around me changed to
gasps and louder chattering.  He was in and was determined to make me fully
aware of it as he pushed in then pulled back.  As I became more
accommodating and was able to relax slightly the guy still in my mouth
suddenly tensed, shouted and filled my throat, mouth then nose with cum.  I
was choking and had cum pouring out of my nose.  He held his cock in me
until he had softened and withered to a reasonable size.  I was coughing
and gasping as he withdrew.  He was very pleased with himself as he moved
round to slap his buddy on the back.  The fist was removed with little
ceremony and his dick slapped in hardly touching the sides.  My arse was so
wide I could not clench it shut.  He slapped my buttocks hard and came to
my mouth pushing his cock in deepthroating me violently just as his buddy
had done.

   Fortunately he did not last long and came deeply in my throat pulling
out as he did so to spread his cum over my face.  I was dizzy and half
blinded.  I was gasping for breath.

   I didn't realise that I had been released until I felt Zac trying to
pull my shoulders up.  It took a long time for me to straighten, to get the
cum cleaned from my face and to stop the leaking from my arse.  I dressed
in silence and as I made my way out of the room on very wobbly legs I was
guided to a table and pushed into a chair.  I winced at the pressure on my
arse and quickly swigged back the brandy pushed into my hand.  The alcohol
hit the spot.  I looked at Zac and said "I am not going to do that
again....."; I emptied the next brandy into my sore throat in a single hit,
sat back cautiously; "for a while".  With the third brandy I started to
review what had happened and felt my cock harden.  I needed to cum badly.