The Paw (I)

The Paw was my favorite bar in Madrid. A nudist venue with two levels. The upper one was a bar, screens showing gay porn where you drank and hooked up.

The basement floor was something else. A whole world where anything was possible. That’s where I got into slings and extreme practices.

There, a bottom was nobody, just a semen deposit. Poppers lowered your inhibitions and turned you into a submissive bitch.

One night I was there, on poppers, sniffing and jerking off, and a guy arrived who put his cock in my mouth to suck. I got him really hard and saw something I liked, he was wearing a leather cockring.

He turned me around and shoved it in balls deep. He pumped me for a long time but didn’t come, he left me and went away.

I was completely wasted, I could feel my ass open and I wanted another cock. I got into a swing and the guy from before saw me and shoved it into me again. The poppers got me even higher and he fucked me hard, he pulled out and left again.

I got down from the sling and went to the bathroom. I was pissing and the guy came into me again, he fucked me again but this time it was different. He made me kneel on the dirty floor, among the piss, and came in my mouth. He waited for me to finish swallowing and left.