It felt strange having someone else bathe you, it felt as though they were preparing me as a sacrifice.
Daniel’s hands moved further down my body as did Leon. He grabbed my Dick with the flannel, gently stroking it downward. His slender fingers pulled back my foreskin and he softly wiped my head and under the glans.
I could feel myself getting hard in his hands.
Meanwhile Leon was rubbing the flannel over my buttocks, then he reached under me to my taint and balls, softly wiping them with his flannel.
This felt intense, it almost felt like they were teasing me at this point. I wanted to reach out to kiss Daniel, or feel his dick in my hands but somehow this didn’t seem right. This seemed to be a precursor to something bigger.
Leon stopped the shower then both he and Danielstepped out and put their Bathrobes back on. As for me, I’ve stood their dripping wet and sporting a mild boner.
Danieland Leon grabbed two large towels and began gently patting me down, again paying extra special attention to my dick and ass.
This whole experience made me super horny. I desperately needed a release or I would surely explode.
I was fully dry and now fully erect. Daniel Handed me a bathrobe.
“Here put this on”
I grabbed the robe and tied it up at the front, however it did nothing to cover the tent I was pitching.
“Now you’re ready”
Ready for what I thought.
“Did Andyexplain the doors in the corridor to you?” he asked.
“Yeah sure… one, three, five and seven?”
“That’s correct”
They walked me to the door.
“Once you’re done, just come back here and we’ll get you dressed again.”
And with that I stepped out into the corridor.
“Enjoy,” Danielsaid closing the door behind me.
I stared down the corridor, wondering which door to open. I walked closer to them to get a closer look.
I heard a click of a handle and someone emerged from door number three, he was wearing a white bathrobe like mine. It was that guy from the audience Sen. His robe was barely done up right and his face was flushed, he gave me a quick glance as he walked past me and smiled before entering the clean room.
I looked at the numbers again and tried the handle on door number one. It opened and I entered the room. I immediately jumped as I thought it was occupied, but it was my reflection in a mirror, the walls were covered in mirrors.
The room was small, it was more of a closet, it couldn’t have been more than 1.5m in each direction.
I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. There was a small shelf on the wall opposite the door. It had a small speaker on it. To the left of me was a small horizontal rail and opposite it, on the wall on the right were two vertical rails spaced apart.
A man’s voice crackled out of the speaker in the corner.
“You can hang the robe on the hook on the door“
I turned to face the door behind me, there was a small brass hook.
I took off the robe and hung it as instructed.
I looked around, all I could see was my naked self, my naked erect self. I had to admit, I did look good, those gym sessions really paid off.
The voice appeared again.
“Suck or Fuck?”
I couldn’t quite make out what he said.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” unsure of where I should be speaking.
“Do you want me to suck you off or fuck you?”
I pondered for a moment. What did I want? I thought back to the party and my usual blowjob in the bathroom that escaped me this year.
I heard a rustling in the walls, my eyes followed the noise to the wall with the two vertical rails. A circular hole appeared between them.
“Put your dick through the hole please” the speaker instructed.
Was all this just a fancy Glory Hole experience?
I moved closer to the wall and pushed my dick through the hole.
I stared at myself in the mirror, my heart began to pound in my chest.
I’ve never tried one before, it was a strange feeling, I felt vulnerable at this point, I had no idea who was on the other side and putting my favorite appendage out there scared me a little bit.
My anticipation was building, my imagination was running wild. They hadn’t even started and I was ready to shoot my load.
I felt something, a hot dry sensation on my dick, it felt like a hot breath, the sensation moved along my dick from the head to the base of the shaft. My dick pulsed from the stimulation. Then the sensation was gone.
There was a brief pause before the whole of my dick was enveloped in a hot, moist mouth.
“Fuckkk” I blurted out and grabbed the vertical rails. Their use now makes sense.
Whoever was behind the wall took me in their mouth all the way to the base of my shaft, before slowly and without breaking contact pulling away until they reached the end of my dick. They then kissed the tip. I could feel fingers, pulling back my foreskin and then a tongue tracing the ridges of my dick head. I could feel them on the top, on the sides and then finally underneath.
God this felt so good, at this rate I know I wouldn’t last much longer. Whoever this was, was a goddamn pro in my eyes.
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