Amsterdam post 14

For me last night in Amsterdam I said I’d go out with Henrick for a last dinner. He took me to a fancy Indonesian restaurant where they do a big special banquet type of meal with lots of courses, which is apparently a famous thing to do in Amsterdam. It was very nice, but also very expensive – so I was glad that Henrick was paying!

After dinner Henrick asked me what I wanted to do next, and so a bit cheekily I said I wanted him to take me to Cuckoo’s Nest for one last fuck.

He laughed and said “Just the one?” and then he paid the bill and we walked up along the canals to Cuckoo’s Nest. Even though we chatted about general stuff as we walked, I guess Henrick had been thinking of sex that whole walk there, because when we did get to Cuckoo’s Nest he never went to the bar or offered to buy me a beer (though it is true that I had already drunk a bit too much during dinner). No, he instead straight away took me to the darkroom and straight to a cubicle and there he unzipped and took out his cock which was already semi-hard. I straight away got down on me knees and started to suck his juicy cock as he gripped me head steady in his hands and slowly mouthfucked me.

He pumped me mouth with his cock for a good few minutes till it was real hard. He then withdrew his cock and started to slap me face with it. It was horny to feel Henrick’s saliva-wet cock slapping against me face but I also knew he was teasing me and tempting me with it! So I stood right up and turned round and pulled down me jeans and pants and bent right forward. Henrick pushed me teeshirt right up so me back was as bare as me arse, and then it was his turn to get down on his knees and start to rim and tongue me hole. This last time he was much more rough with me arse, really pulling me cheeks wide apart with his hands so that me hole was wide enough to get his tongue right up as deep as he could. I loved the feeling of his tongue and I loved the feeling of his scratchy goatie, too, and so soon after that greedy rimming me hole was ready for one finger, then two fingers, then Henrick’s nice juicy wet cock. He fucked me properly hard as I squatted there in that cubicle, really pumping and pumping his cock in and out of me arse for ages till his whole body started to twitch and shake so I knew he was cumming. As soon as he started to cum, I started to push me arse up and down on his cock even more to properly milk every last drop of Henrick’s cum. As soon as he’d done with fucking me, Henrick said he’d see me back at the bar and then he left the cubicle – leaving the door to the cubicle wide open. 

It would have been perfect if Ury and Jonas and that American and the skinhead and the leather guy with the cock piercing and the Venezuelan boy and all them others had all been there in the darkroom too. Instead it was a hairy beefy bloke in a jockstrap and leather chaps who hovered outside that open cubicle door, and straight after I met his gaze he came in and closed the door and slid his cock straight up me still-lubed arse and I stayed bent over in that squat position to enjoy this next good hard fucking. And with that fuck done it was time to say goodbye to Cuckoo’s Nest and Amsterdam.


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Amsterdam post 6

As it was me last day staying at Henrick’s, I planned to give him a surprise when he got home from work. I had only the one pair of sexy underwear: an aussieBum jockstrap that a bloke back in London had bought for me once. So I planned to put it on for Henrick. Unfortunately before I could put on that jockstrap, Henrick surprised me by getting back home early than I expected, and so I was still a bit stoned from a smoke I just had and I was snoozing on the sofa when he came in. Anyway, Henrick had another surprise for me: he’d got this shiny black PVC underwear for me to wear for him, so I straight away try them on.

As I modeled in them, Henrick took a few photos with his camera. Once I’d posed in a few positions, giggling a bit but also starting to feel a bit sexy, Henrick told me to get on allfours on his bed. This was because the PVC underpants he had bought had a rear zip that ran from the waistband down. When I was on allfours, Henrick unzipped the zip all the way down and I spread me legs wide while he took more photos. He then told me to spread me arsecheeks wide apart and as I did I heard the click and click of the camera then I felt Henrick’s finger push its way into me hole.

He soon after put the camera aside and then he pulled out his finger and replaced it with his tongue. As being on allfours being rimmed deep like this is one of me favourite things in sex, I pulled me arsecheeks wider open so Henrick could get his tongue right up. Soon my hole was hot and wet enough for two fingers, and so Henrick obliged and started to give me a good deep fingerfucking. As his fingers slide back and forward in and out of me hole, I could feel me cock twitching and me balls swelling inside them little PVC pants. Henrick’s own cock and balls had also been twitching and swelling as well, because he now unzipped his trousers and took out his hard cock which I then took in me mouth and started to suck. Not long after that, Henrick opened his bedside drawer and took out some lube and squirted it up into me hole. No sooner had I felt the coldness of the lube, I felt the hot fat head of Henrick’s cock push through the open ziphole and up into me hole. As I was a bit stoned still and as I’d been fucked in darkroom of The Web just a few hours before by that guy with the pierced cock, Henrick’s cock slipped inside me pretty easily and I was able to kneel on his bed on allfours while he fucked me hard – so hard that I shot a hot and sticky load of cum right inside them PVC pants, and from then I gasped and groaned as Henrick continued with fucking me until he came in me arse. What with all that cum and lube, them new pvc underwear were now already dirty - but Henrick still had me keep em on for the whole rest of that night.


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Amsterdam post 3

It was the day of the World Cup final and The Netherlands would play Spain so all of Amsterdam was buzzing with excitement – and was full of sexy blokes in bright orange Netherlands football strip! Because of this, I suggested to Henrick that he buy me a Netherlands strip for me to wear out to Cuckoo’s Nest that night. But Henrick told me that we wouldn’t be going to Cuckoo’s Nest or to any other gay bar that night – because he’d been invited to watch the match at a friends house. It would be a party, and so he wanted me to go too. As Henrick had taken me out to the bars every night since I’d come to stay with him, I agreed. Anyway, even though I’m not a football fan, it seemed like a fun thing to do!

The party was in one of the grand old houses on a canal, but once inside it was surprisingly modern: all white plastered walls with big black and white photos in frames, and modern black leather sofas. There was a massive flat screen TV on one wall, and some of the other guests had started to gather round it. The owner of the house was still handsome looking Dutch man in his sixties and his Malaysian boyfriend. There were probably about fifty other guests – all men, and so I figured all gay.

The next room had been laid out with lots of drinks like a bar. I suppose it was normally the dining room, and the big dining table was laid out with football teeshirts, flags, scarves, whistles, and hats so those who hadn’t dressed up (some had – some hadn’t) could still join in!

With the match about to start I said to Henrick that we should go back into the room with the TV to get a good spot, but he told me to wait a minute.

That’s when our host blew a whistle and suddenly two boys entered the room, one wearing Netherlands strip and the other wearing Spain strip. As the other guests gathered round, the two boys began to kiss each other and grab at each others crotches – and soon both their cocks were stiff and tenting their footie shorts! Next they helped each other out of their footie tops then started to tug and suck each others nipples. The Spanish boy then bent down to his knees and grabbed the Dutch boys cock and proceeded to wank and suck it through his shorts. The more he sucked, the wetter the shorts became – and you could start to see the outline of the Dutch boys cockhead. It looked nice and big, but the Spanish boy didn’t keep the audience guessing about its size for too long – as he soon pulled down the Dutch boys shorts and a huge thick cock sprung up outta the shorts and hit him in the face!

After some more energetic sucking, the Spanish boy stood up and stepped outta his own footie shorts and revealed a nice pair of hairy legs crowned by stiff cock that was almost as big as the Dutch boys cock.

With both of them now standing there naked except for their footie socks and trainers, the Dutch boy gave the Spanish boys stiff cock a few strokes, but he was plainly more interested in the Spanish boys arse! We all knew this because the Spanish boy was quickly turned around and the Dutch boy started to tongue then fuck him. The Spanish boy gasped and squirmed a bit as the Dutch boys hefty dick first entered him, but he continued to squat and thrust out his arsecheeks as the Dutch boy pumped and pumped him. With the Dutch boy banging the Spanish boy’s arse so hard, it wasn’t long before the Dutch boy withdrew his cock and shot a spray of cum allover the Spanish boy’s arse and back! The Spanish boy quickly followed and shot his own load – just in time for the World Cup kickoff!

It was for sure time for another beer after that! As I gulped it down, Henrick told me that our host often had house parties like this one – always with some kind of sexy entertainment like naked waiters or some kind of sex show. Henrick then asked me if I was a football fan, and when I said that I wasn’t really, he said that there was something I should see downstairs.

Down from the kitchen was another big room that I guess was used as a games room: there was a pool table and other bits and pieces at one end. But it was the other end of the room that tonight was drawing a crowd. For here were two new boys, again one wearing just Netherlands footie socks and the other wearing just Spanish footie socks, but this time both were in a sling with their arses exposed for fucking!

Henrick wanted to join the queue to fuck the Spanish boy, and so I wandered back upstairs to cruise some of the other guys and watch some of the match. I’d regularly wander back downstairs to check on progress – but I didn’t really need to because someone must have been there keeping score, because everyone seemed to know how many times the Spanish boy was being fucked v the Dutch boy! I have to say that the Spanish boy was very cute, smooth, and with a decent size cock that seemed to remain rockhard throughout! But I also have to say that he looked pretty trashed! (Someone told me that they were both rentboys, and that the Spanish one was in fact Brazilian, and the Dutch one was in fact Czech.)

The World Cup final match was still 0-0 and had gone into extra time when Henrick told me that the Spanish boy was in the lead downstairs, having taken a whopping 15 cocks during the match, as opposed to the Dutch one who’d so far taken 11. “Doesn’t that mean that Spain win, so they might win the football too?” I asked Henrick and the group of guys we were with. “No!” replied Henrick. “It means the Dutch have properly fucked the Spanish!”

A few minutes later and Spain scored a goal, and went on to win the World Cup final. That octopus in Germany had predicted that Spain would win – and I guess that I was right: the Spanish/Brazilian boys arse had predicted it too!!

Amsterdam post 1

When I’d been doing me research on Amsterdam, I’d found that accommodation wasn’t cheap – that even hostels can cost up to €50 per night to stay in a dorm room with up to six single bunkbeds! So unless I was very lucky and found a dorm with very friendly bedmates, my stash of €uros was gonna get more used than me in Amsterdam!! Fortunately while I was doing me research I also found that while chatting to local Dutch blokes on sites like silverdaddies.com that a lot said I was very welcome to stay with them if I liked. Although no one really said it straight away, the deal was obviously that I’d stay with them in their bed – but that seemed a fair enuff exchange, especially as some of them Dutch daddies looked pretty hot! What I didn’t want though was to end up being stuck with just the one bloke instead of being able to have a lot of fun to do what I wanted in Amsterdam.

It might make me seem a bit cynical, but I sorta accidentally figured out a little scheme to separate which ones were gonna be fun dads to stay with, and which ones would send me to bed early every night!! When I was asking em questions in silverdaddies.com chat about which were the best bars to go to meet other guys, and whether there were any good places near Amsterdam where guys would go to sunbathe nude, I got all sorts of advice and answers. The kind of answer I liked best was generally something like: “Cuckoo’s Nest is a nice place for you. There is a darkroom where you’ll find lots of cock. If you like I can take you there.” That sorta dad got a big tick YES from me!

       I should say that I didn’t hook up with a dad off of Silverdaddies.com straight away – no, I booked myself into a hostel for the first few nights, and then sent emails/txts to some of the guys I’d spoken online to.

       That’s how I came to meet Henrick. I’d been in Amsterdam a couple of days already when I arranged to meet him. We’d struggled to come up with a good place to meet, so we ended up agreeing to meet each other by a particular tramstop in front of the big Centraal Station. I’d seen pictures of him in swimming trunks, so I knew he was in his fifties, had a nice stocky body, big arms, a bit of a belly, shaved short grey hair, and a grey goatie beard – all very nice! I’d also seen photos of his meaty hard cock – and very nice that was too! He’d also seen photos of me, so we recognized each other straight away.

       After a bit of an awkward chat, he asked me if I wanted to get a beer with him, and I said yes. I think we were both relieved by that! So I followed him away from the station towards the Red Light District and we went into a small bar on one of the main streets there.

       We had a couple beers and chatted a lot and then Henrick asked me if I remembered all of our chats on Silverdaddies.com and I said that I did remember. Next he asked me if I still wanted to do all those things we had chatted about and I said yes that I still did. And that’s when he took me to a gay place just nearby called Cuckoo’s Nest.

       I have to admit that I’d been into Cuckoo’s Nest another night already – but I had been too shy to explore properly and had just stayed for one beer. This time, after a beer at the bar Henrick took me to the darkroom. It was very big and very dark! Though it was better once your eyes got a bit used to the dark, and I could tell that it did go on for a long way, and it was pretty busy! Once properly in the darkroom Henrick put his hand onto me back and told me to stay close to him and he’d show me around. As we set off on this tour, he slipped that hand down inside the back of me jeans and pants, and so I wriggled around just enough to help him get his hand the whole way down inside, which made me feel nice and sexy. I then reached over to his crotch and gave it a squeeze, just like he was squeezing me arse. His cock felt nice and thick and was getting stiffer - so I gave it another squeeze. He looked at me and smiled and whispered that he’d take me someplace and fuck me in a minute, but first a tour.

       I now know there are all sorts of things down there – but for this first time the tour didn’t last very long because we passed an open cubicle and that’s where this first tour ended up. Once inside the cubicle, and with Henrick closing the door behind us, he pushed me down to me knees and took out his cock and I straight away started to suck it. With his hands on the back of me head, and his cock ramming in all the way to the back of me throat, I knew for sure that his cock was as big and juicy as it had looked in those photos he had emailed!

       After sucking and swallowing and nearly chocking on his cock, he pulled me up and turned me round and pulled down me jeans and underpants and then he started to work on my arse with his tongue then his finger, really working me hole deeply and getting it wet – which is exactly how I’d said I liked to have me arse played with when we’d chatted online!

       It was then that I noticed the holes in the cubicle walls that opened into all the neighboring cubicles. And there were eyes peering through them holes, and hard cocks poking through others. Now I’d seen some porn videos with scenes like this – in fact there’d been a video just like this playing in one of the bars only last night! So I knew that I should lean forward and start to suck some of those cocks and stroke and wank the others. As I filled me mouth with all them strangers cocks, moving me mouth from one to another, I felt Henrick withdraw his fingers from me arse and then I felt the top of his rockhard cock pressing against me hole. And so I took a break from sucking cock just long enough to gasp a bit as Henrick’s lubed cock slipped slowly up me, and then another break to gasp again as he rammed it all the way in. As he fucked me I got back on with the job of sucking cock and tasting salty precum of the various strangers who were pushing their dicks through the holes in the walls towards me. When Henrick started to fuck me even harder and faster I knew for sure he was about to cum, so I tried to open me legs even wider. Once he had cum, we started to kiss. As we kissed he slipped one of his fingers back up into me lubed and just-fucked hole and he also started slowly wanking me cock. He then nudged open the cubicle door and we both saw that another guy was standing just outside – a well built guy, probably a little bit younger and a bit more muscled than Henrick. And so Henrick asked me if I wanted him to finish me off, or let another guy have a turn. I said another, so Henrick winked and said I should find him back at the bar when I was done, as I’d for sure need another beer by then!

       And so Henrick stepped out of the cubicle and this new guy made eye contact with me then stepped in and closed the door – and I got on me knees and it all started again!

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