Glory Hole Sagas - Chapter 11

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THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS Chapter Eleven

My First Visit to The Rusty Spike

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CHAPTER 11

The Rusty Spike is in a seedy area of town very close to the college. You have to know about the place to find it. It doesn't even have a sign - just a rusty spike on a door of a building that didn't even have a big window like a regular bar. When we entered the all male atmosphere - testosterone mixed with dried cum and stale beer, made Tom and me feel at home at once. The Sam, Tom and me of us settled down to a table with a pitcher of beer, and began to check out the men in the bar, and who went down the stairs to the back room. Most of the men looked blue collar and tough, but Tom was not the only guy in a college athletic letter jacket. I commented on how I was looking forward to getting my own jacket the next quarter when I joined the fencing team, and Sam and I told Tom about the erotic possibilities of the fencing teacher and coach. Tom was jealous. The track coach was close to retirement age, and his assistant was somewhat effeminate, which turned Tom off.

Tom said that he had to shit out our two loads of cum from his ass, as well drain the three beers he had had to build up the nerve to go to the off campus T-room. Sam pointed to the toilet in the rear. When Tom was gone about five minutes, I asked Sam; "Are there glory holes in there?"

"There weren't last month when I was here. With all the fucking action downstairs - which includes some mock glory holes - there's no need. But you're right - Tom IS gone an awfully long time for a shit and a piss.'

Five more minutes passed, and Tom returned, grinning, followed by a construction worker about 35, a handsome blonde who needed a shave, complete with hard hat and a sheepish grin. He walked the walk of a well fucked man.

Tom introduced us. "This is Mel. We were standing at the urinals, and he was drooling over my dick, and I got hard. He asked me how my face got so fucked up, and I told him that my buddy and I had a fight over a girl, and that the fight made me horny as hell. He asked me if I wanted a hot hole to ram that beauty into, and I commented that there were no broads in the place. He offered his ass, and we went into a shitter, and.."

"And this stud gave me the best fuck I've had in months. Then he sat down to take a crap. I looked and started to laugh as I saw the amount of cum that was pouring out of his ass."

I said. "He really does have a girlfriend, Mel, although I'm going to be fucking her before he does next. Part of a deal to get me to help him to get her to marry him. I`m the one who did that to his face." I had noticed that Mel wore a wedding ring, and that he was looking at Sam's wedding ring. "The two of us fed his ass those loads, after our fight."

"I figured you were the buddy, from the shiner you're developing, Ike. Gonna be a beauty tomorrow, but Tom will look like shit for a few days."

"I'll stick close to the little asshole so that folks will know it was a friendly disagreement between former enemies who are now good buddies. The little shit's sort of growing on me, now that I fed him one load in his mouth and another in his ass, and he stopped acting like he owned this woman. I could easily steal her from him if I really wanted her, which he realizes I could do, but won't do. Actually, the poor girl actually thinks this scumbag is worth marrying, if he can learn to be a good lover, and my job is to teach him that. The fact that I get to screw him regularly as his buddy is just the icing on the cake. By the way, Tom, did I mention that my roommate is gay, so we can screw in my room in the Upper Class dorms whenever we want, although you seem to get a hardon only in toilets.

Tom blushed. "Ive never actually had sex in a bed with a man. Im looking forward to it, and if your roommate is hot, hell, he can join in, too."

Sam laughed. "I have designs on his room mate first, although we haven't met. Any man who loves his sex as rough as I do is a man I want to get to bed."

Mel looked intrigued. "I've never tried anything but fucking and sucking - both ways. But when a stud starts calling me names, I can cum without touching myself, and I do love a few swats on my ass while getting fucked, as Tom can tell you." Sam and Mel stared at each other. "My wife knows about my sex with guys. As a good Catholic, she refuses to let me use scumbags, so our real sex life is restricted to just before and after she's had her period, since she decided 5 kids are enough, and I agree. She'd kill me if I touched another woman, but she doesn't care what I do with men, as long as when it's her time, I have energy for her. In between, if she's in the mood, she lets me know that she would like me to come straight home from work. That means my fingers and tongue, and a dildo until she cums, and then I can go out and play. She tried giving me blowjobs a few times, and even tried taking it up the ass twice, but hated it. Her mother told her to get me to have sex with guys, or lose me to another woman. So I have a place, Sam. Our garage has a room above it with a toilet, and the entrance is from a side street. Hell, my wife don't care if I bring the guy in to spend the night on the sofa; she'll feed him breakfast in gratitude for draining my balls."

I laughed. "Sounds like Sam's wife. Hey, they should talk to Terry after you tell her you're bisexual, Tom. They can convince her that you need both things."

He gave me a crooked grin. "Problem is that Terry LOVES sex, and has been on the Pill since she was 15, although when she has sex with guys she is not too sure about being clean, she'll make them wear a rubber, to avoid VD. But she also wants to be the wife of the richest young man in town, coming from a really poor family, and may be willing to compromise for that reason."

"She did mention that detail to me." I admitted. "The money, I mean. Hey - maybe SHE swings both ways! Wouldn't that be a gas!" We all laughed, but Tom looked thoughtful.

Mel had bought a second pitcher of beer, and another mug. Since I was driving, I restricted myself to the mug of one beer, although if we were there long enough to stop feeling it, I might have another. Sam and I were eager to go downstairs, but we were reluctant to abandon Mel and Tom, who had just cum.

Mel and Sam discussed a date the next night, since Sam's wife and kid would still be in Texas. They huddled close and whispered about what Sam would do to Mel, and Mel would do to Sam, and I could see that Mel was getting turned on. Tom was 20. Just watching the two older studs huddled and planning to maul each other's bodies was getting him hot as we drank our beers. He whispered to me "If I'm a good little boy, do you think the two of them will let me come over and just watch?"

"I think they'd prefer for you to be a BAD little boy, and spend time doing those things to you, too."

He groaned, which caught the attention of the two older men. The beer was gone. Sam grinned. "Looks like our horny young buddies are ready to hit the back room, Mel. Shall we introduce them to Hell?"

Mel grinned. "Hey, it's a weeknight. It's only really bad on weekends, and then what you have to worry about is the brawls that start up here. Although a guy who's alone might get more action than he came here for. I got fucked for the first time when I came here alone for the first time on a Saturday, and three guys held me down and took turns on my ass. I hated the first two minutes, but loved the next three hours as one man after another took me, although I was no longer held down." I must have had a terrified look on my face. "What's wrong, kid? You look scared as shit, and you look like a stud who can defend himself."

I explained my virginity, and my decisions about it to him. He happened to agree with Jeff. "Although I enjoyed the rape of my ass in the end, I would have preferred having my first dick in the ass from a special guy. Stick to your guns - and we'll guard you ass for you. That kind of action is very rare on weeknights, so just don't come alone on a weekend. At least until your cherry is popped." I laughed at that. I sort of like the idea of getting gang raped once Jeff... hell, why did I assume it would be Jeff? Am I crazy, picking a man with a foot long dick to deflower me, when I had so many other men volunteering for the job? In fact, Mel was one of the first men NOT to ask for a chance!

Sam and Mel lead the way, their arms over each others shoulders. I said to Tom. "Look at those two stud asses. You know, I wouldn't mind watching them go at it, either." And we laughed as we began to go through a doorway. Over it was carved "Welcome to Hell!"

I admit that scared me a little. The stairs were dimly lit by red bulbs. Sometime in the past, someone had hung old Halloween decorations on the ceiling and walls - paper ghost, witches, devils and goblins, but they were very faded, and hard to see I the dim light. which just made them more spooky, in my eyes. Tom muttered: "How hokey." but he sounded as nervous as me.

Then something occurred to me. Our college banned frats, but I had heard about them from hometown buddies who belonged to them in other schools. "Tom, I think this is like a frat hazing. We're supposed to get nervous so we're easy prey to the men down there." He chuckled.

The stairs ended at a wall, and we had to turn into a small room which was just as dark, also with red lights. There was a small bar that served just cans of beer, and there were some small tubes of sexual lube in a bowl, along with handy-wipes. Tom and I followed the older men's examples and grabbed a tube each. I noticed that they were partially used. I put it in my back pocket.

Across the room was a checkroom. Mel explained that you could check as much as you wanted - your jacket, or all of your clothes except your shoes. Tom and I checked our jackets, and on second thought, we also checked our shirts, since we were both well built. With a chuckle, Sam did the same, while Mel checked his jacket, shirt and pants - leaving his hard hat and tool belt over his grungy jockstrap. He sat on a bench to pull his boots back on. "Hey, I'm here for serious action tonight. Tom was great - but he got an itch going in my ass which needs a dozen more dicks before I leave, and this is the best way to guarantee that I not only get fucked, but get treated with respect as a MAN. No one is gonna mistake me for some fairy who's here to be treated like a faggot." Then he lit a cigar he had in his tool belt, and grinned.

The next opening lead into a totally dark corridor just wide enough for me to touch both walls. It was crowded with men who touched our bodies, groping us and twitching my nipples nice and hard. In turn, I touched back. I found one muscle man wearing an unusual cologne, a man who really loved to have his nipples pulled. We spent quite a few minutes trading nipple torture as he groaned. From his orgasmic moans, I realized that I either made him cum from that, or someone was on his knees servicing him, since both his hands were on my chest. I put a hand down - there was no one there, and I touched the wet crotch of his jeans. He whispered "Thanks", but didn't move. Much later, as I left, he was still there, and I made him cum again the same way.

Further along the corridor, dim lights showed doorways that lead to a variety of rooms. When we got to the first, we realized that Mel was not with us. Then we heard him moan, "Fuck, yeah. Fuck this man's ass hard," followed by a few slaps, and we knew he had met a playmate in the corridor. Sam chuckled.

The three of us entered the first room. Here were the "mock" glory holes that Sam had mentioned. There was a maze of walls with holes at a variety of heights. Most of the holes were pretty big. Some were squares large enough to get a man's head through. Some of the walls were chest high, so you could see who was standing there with his dick hanging through, but not see who had a finger or tongue hanging out. Others were all the way to the ceiling. Some of the holes had wooden boxes next to them, so dedicated cocksuckers could sit there for hours. There were even some cubicles that cocksuckers could lock themselves into.

When we first entered, a muscular man about my age, wearing a jock strap, a leather cap and a leather arm band was grinding his hairless ass against a hole, and sniffing poppers. He had titclamps hanging from his chest with a chain attached, and most men who walked by gave them a yank, getting a gasped "Thank you, Sir." from him.

When we got up close, I gave a yank, and as he looked at me to thank me, I realized he was Harvey, a senior who lived on my floor, and rode a motorcycle. He winked at me, and I grabbed his head and forced my tongue in his mouth as I twisted the chain some more and he groaned. The fucker behind him gave a shout "Whatever you're doing to him, keep it up. I never fucked such a tight ass!" I obliged as Sam and Tom watched, and a few seconds later, the invisible fucker gave a yell of orgasm. "Best fucking cum I've had all year!", he shouted. "Thanks, whoever was working the fucker over." I gave the guy a light slap on the face, and whispered. "My roommate Matt is the one who is REALLY into the rough stuff. Go introduce yourself, scumbag."

"Yes, master." He muttered. He stiffened. Another dick had entered him, and must have been bigger than the previous one. He took a hit of the poppers. And muttered. "Never had such a big cock in my ass. Wish I know who it was. Feels great! So, Matt the veteran is gay and into rough sex, huh? Ive been hot for his tight swimmers body for a couple of years. So yeah, I'm gonna do like you said, master."

I slapped his face again with a laugh and walked out of the room. I crossed the hall to a room full of cartons of various sizes. There was dim light, but some small spotlights accented areas. There was a platform where a man was getting it from both ends with a great deal of vigor by two massive men who looked like twins. I got up close, and was POSITIVE they were - and noticed that they were hung pretty magnificently, too. The guy in the middle was fairly small, and his small dick was dripping precum unto a rubber. The guy fucking him roared, and rammed in tight, and the little guy shot a load into the rubber. The big guy took it off of him and held it. After his twin shot a load into the short guy's mouth, they twisted the short man's arm behind his back, forced his mouth open, and poured his load into his mouth. I could tell this was a regular game with them; the small man was grinning as he licked the condom clean, as were the two giants, who then kissed the short guy, and escorted him out of the room.

I wandered around the room for awhile, watching and getting horny. I saw Mel bent over a big crate, and a man in shadow fucking him. I walked over, and the man and I stared at each other. It was my future fencing coach, Mr. Brenner. Sam and I had speculated about his sexuality. He stopped screwing Mel, looking like a deer caught in headlights. I winked at him and said. "Hey, Mel, looks like you're getting a good fucking there. He looks like an athlete." I shocked the man by walking over, and kissing him as I pulled a nipple on his bare, hairy chest. Then I whispered in his ear. "Go back to screwing my buddy, sir. We're both here for the same reason, so stop being worried. There are at least two other students here, one of them Sam from the class. By the way, Sam and I both think you're fucking hot. But you never have to mention this again if you don't want to. I won't, and I`ll keep Sam out of here if you want me to."

He went back to a really hard fuck that made Mel loose his breath. "No. you're right. But I though Sam was married with a kid or two?"

I licked his ear to tease him and whispered "Like the guy you're fucking, who I obviously know, he's bisexual." Mr. Brenner surprised me by putting out an arm and forcing my mouth to his nipple. I chewed on it, making him groan and curse.

He pulled my head up, and crushed my mouth with a kiss. "Should make away matches interesting, kid."

"I bet a hard fuck of your hot ass that there are at least two other guys in the team who fuck around with guys. In one week I found a track team member, and two swimmers." I looked at the door, and recognized the football player who had almost started a fight with me the other day. "And a member of the football team just walked in, stark naked. I think I owe him a rough fuck. See you later."

I walked up to him, and looked him in the eye. "So, you wanted to steal my girlfriend, huh?" I taunted as I pushed on his shoulder. "Why don't you prove that you're man enough?" He pushed back and we began to twist each other's nipples, then kissed hard. After a few minutes of torture, he knelt, and opened my pants. I fucked his throat, and he gagged a bit. When I dragged him to a crate and began to grease his ass, he made only mild protests. I slapped his ass." Shut the fuck up, you punk! I guess what you're man enough for is to BE my OTHER girlfriend, hot jock. And you are FUCKING hot. That is one hot ass-pussy you got there, stud." He grinned back at me over his shoulder as I teased his ass lips, then rammed back on my dick. My balls hit his as he roared like a bull. I started a hard fuck, and held his hands down on the crate to keep him from jerking off.

A few seconds later, one of the giant twins worked his way under us and began to suck him off. The other twin came over and kissed me, playing with my tits. It was too much for my football player. He gave another loud roar as I felt his ass spasm around my pounding dick, and the sucking giant gurgled happily as he sucked his cum. Then he got up, grabbed the jock's head, and forced the load into his mouth, while his brother slapped his ass over and over saying "Swallow it, asshole! Swallow your own fucking load!"

The arrogant jock whimpered as he obeyed. I pulled out and zipped up, and shouted in his ear, "Take care of these two big studs, punk. Make me proud of my new fucking GIRLFRIEND! Remember who owns your fucking jock ass-cunt now!"

I left him with the massive twins. One of them had already rammed his dick in his ass, and as the jock's cock grew, the other rolled a rubber on it, then rammed into his throat. The jock tried to fight them off - but it was useless. He was powerless against one of those men, let alone both of them. I heard him whimpering again.

I looked over, and Sam was kissing Mr. Brenner while slapping Mel's ass cheeks. Then he walked away. Tom, who didn't know Mr. Brenner, started to chew his nipples. Brenner soon had Tom eating his ass. A handsome man begged to eat the load I didn't shoot in "that naked muscle guy", and I gave it to him, placing us where the football jock could see us. I was loud in my compliments to a cocksucker who was actually only moderately good to further shame the football player. As I came I shouted that his mouth was better than my punk-boy's useless ass.

Tom began to fuck Mr. Brenner just as the fencing teacher rammed in and dumped into Mel. Mel got up, kissed him, and went off looking for more dick. He watched the jock getting done by the twins, and looked jealous, then joined Sam and me. When I went into the hall, I saw Harvey leaving the glory hole room. He saluted me with a smirk.

We walked into a third room. It was one giant wrestling mat. Some guys were fucking, while some were actually wrestling, or fighting. I saw a guy get another into a wrestling hold, and the guy tapped out. The winner, then started to fuck the loser's face, making him gag over and over. I saw one of the fighters looking at my face, which was in a splash of light, with interest, so I left the room. One fistfight was enough for one night.

The last room DID scare me, as it did Tom who had just joined us. It had the heavy duty S&M equipment, and I decided to leave that for another night. Mel and Sam, however, went in, and Tom and I went back to the glory hole maze and separated. I fucked another ass, and sucked four dicks, including the second largest one I had had to date - not as big as Jeff, but larger than the janitor. The man had staying power. I was almost ready to give up because my jaws were aching when he whimpered, and dumped a massive and sweet load in my mouth. Then he wiggled a finger, and gave me an excellent blow job. I wandered out, to find the other three at the door.

We made our way back through the gauntlet of the dark hallway. As I said, I found the muscle stud again by the smell of his cologne, and once more cause him to cum by working his tit. Although it was totally dark, he recognized my belt buckle, and thanked me for giving him the two best orgasms of the night. I grabbed his hand to try to get him to join us upstairs, but he said "No. I like the dark. My body is great, but my face is disfigured. You might think you would not mind, but I assure you, you would. I have plenty of action right here in the dark. Today it's my tits. Other nights I have my ass greased and open to all, or my not exactly small dick is hanging out of leather pants and I push men down to suck it, or back up on it. The glory hole maze's locked rooms are the only other place I go." Then he gave me a deep kiss, and I could feel how disfigured his lips were. I left, sad for him.

We collected our clothes from the checkroom outside the backroom. A handsome man in his 30's with a bit of a belly had followed me out, and politely stopped me. He took me aside. "I wanted to thank you for your kindness to my buddy back there; the muscle stud you wanted to connect with. We have been friends since childhood. He has been very self conscious since the accident. He is not as badly disfigured as he thinks he is. Just his lips are twisted out of shape, and there is some scar tissue on one cheek. He really is quite a stunning man when seen from the side. What makes him act this way is that he used to be an actor, and now no one will hire him except for an occasional radio show, or to do voices on cartoons. In the three years he has been coming here, you are the first guy to try to get to know him. I hope you come back, and keep up the effort. I'd like him to have a life again."

I said to him. "It sounds like you're in love with him."

He looked sad. "I am. But not the way you mean it. We tried being lovers years ago; it just didn't work out. You are young, so I'm not sure if you understand this distinction. I LOVE him, but I'm not IN LOVE with him."

I nodded. "I believe I do. I think that I am falling IN LOVE with a certain man, but I love my married cowboy buddy over there like the brother I never had. Not that I would ever let him know it; he's already got enough brothers; he's also already got a swelled head; and I prefer him as a fuck buddy. I noticed that your friend was wearing a rather unusual and strong cologne..."

"A former lover had quite a bit of it custom made for him. It IS distinctive, and he wears it whenever he goes out for sex. ONLY then. You are very observant, young man."

"I am not all that experienced with sex with other men, but the fact that I got him to shoot two massive loads just by working his nipples while he did mine really turned me on. So yes, I will continue to chase him. He recognized this belt buckle by touch, so I will always wear it here, so he knows it is me. I think this place is hot, and intend to bring some of my more masculine friends here."

The man kissed me on the cheek. "Bless you, buddy. Even if you don't get him out of the shadows, the fact that a handsome young man is chasing him will help his wounded ego." He laughed at the confused look on my face. "He got a good look at you when you stopped in the doorway to the glory hole room, and commented on how masculine and handsome you looked. With a great deal of regret. If you can't seduce him from the dark, no one can." He walked back into the dark hallway.

As we went upstairs, Tom found a piece of paper in his jacket pocket. The hot looking young muscle man who was checking clothes had put his name and phone number on a piece of paper, and "PLEASE call me, Sir!" Tom was drooling by the time we got to a table for a last beer upstairs at The Rusty Spike, the sleaziest and hottest place I had ever been to. I could not wait to return.

But that is another story.

以下是《Glory Hole Sagas》第十一章的中文翻译：

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《光荣洞传奇》

第十一章

我初次光临锈钉酒吧

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第十一章

锈钉酒吧位于镇上一片破败的区域，但离学院非常近。你得知道这地方才找得到它。它连招牌都没有——只有一栋房子门上钉了根生锈的大钉，甚至连普通酒吧那样的大窗户都没有。当我们走进那片纯男性的氛围——睾丸激素混合着干涸精液和变味啤酒的味道——我和汤姆顿时就有了回家的感觉。然后，山姆、汤姆和我三个人找了张桌子坐下，点了一扎啤酒，开始观察酒吧里的男人们，以及谁走下楼梯去了后房。大多数男人看起来都是蓝领、硬汉模样，但汤姆并不是唯一一个穿着大学校队字母夹克的人。我聊到自己有多期待下学期加入击剑队后拿到自己的夹克，山姆和我还跟汤姆讲了我们那位击剑老师兼教练的色情潜力。汤姆嫉妒了。他的田径教练快退休了，而那位助理教练有点娘，这让汤姆提不起兴趣。

汤姆说，他得把我们射在他屁股里的那两泡精液拉出来，还要把为了壮胆去校外茶室而喝下的三杯啤酒也排掉。山姆指了指后头的厕所。汤姆走了大约五分钟后，我问山姆：“里面有没有寻欢洞？”

“上个月我来的时候还没有。有楼下那些操穴活动——包括一些仿制的寻欢洞——就没必要了。不过你说得对——汤姆去拉屎撒尿，时间也确实太长了。”

又过了五分钟，汤姆回来了，脸上挂着笑容，后面跟着一个大约三十五岁的建筑工人，一个金发英俊、胡子拉碴的男人，头戴安全帽，脸上带着腼腆的笑意。他走路的姿态，一看就是个刚被狠狠操过的男人。

汤姆给我们介绍。“这是梅尔。我俩站在小便池旁边，他盯着我的鸡巴流口水，我就硬了。他问我脸上怎么搞成这副鬼样子，我就告诉他，我跟哥们为了一个姑娘打了一架，打完架我欲火焚身。他问我想不想找个热洞把这根漂亮家伙捅进去，我说这地方又没有妞。他就主动献上了屁股，然后我们进了一间厕所隔间，然后……”

“然后这个猛男给了我几个月来最爽的一顿操。然后他坐下来拉屎。我低头一看就笑了起来，我瞧见从他屁股里流出来那么大一摊精液。”

我说：“他确实有个女朋友，梅尔，虽然下次在他之前操她的会是我。这是我们达成协议的一部分，我帮他让她嫁给他。我嘛——就是把他脸搞成这样的那个人。”我注意到梅尔戴着婚戒，而且他正盯着山姆的婚戒看。“打了那场架之后，我们俩一人喂了他屁股一发。”

“从你正在慢慢浮现的乌青眼圈，我就猜出你是那个哥们了，艾克。明天你脸上这‘美人儿’可就漂亮了，不过汤姆得有几天看起来像坨屎。”

“我会紧紧跟在这小瘪三身边，这样大伙儿就知道，这是一场前敌人之间友好的分歧，如今我们已经是好哥们了。这个小混球现在还挺对我胃口的，既然我已经在他嘴里喂了一发、屁股里喂了另一发，他也不再表现得像那女人是他私产似的。我要是真想，我完全可以把她从他那儿抢过来，他现在也意识到了我能做到，但我不会做。其实，那个可怜的姑娘竟然觉得这个渣男值得嫁，只要他能学会做个好床伴，而我的任务就是教他那个。作为他哥们我能定期操他，这不过是锦上添花罢了。对了，汤姆，我有没有提过我室友是基佬？所以咱们随时可以在我高年级宿舍的房间里搞——虽然你好像只在厕所里才硬得起来。”

汤姆脸红了。“我其实从来没在床上跟男人做过爱。我挺期待的，而且如果你室友火辣的话，妈的，他也可以一起加入啊。”

山姆笑了。“我倒是先打他室友的主意，虽说我们还没见过面。任何喜欢跟我一样玩粗暴性爱的男人，都是我想弄上床的。”

梅尔看起来挺感兴趣。“除了操和吸——两边我都没试过别的。但每当一个猛男开始骂我脏话，我不用碰自己就能射，而且挨操的时候我也确实喜欢屁股上挨几巴掌，这点汤姆可以作证。”山姆和梅尔互相盯着对方。“我老婆知道我跟男人搞的事。她是个虔诚的天主教徒，不让我用套，所以我们真正的性生活只限于她月经前后那段时间，因为她决定了五个孩子足够了，我也同意。要是我碰别的女人她会杀了我，但她不介意我跟男人干什么，只要到她‘日子’的时候我有精力留给她就行。在这中间，要是她有兴致，就会告诉我她希望我下班直接回家。那意味着我的手指、舌头，加上一根假阳具，直到她高潮，然后我就可以出去玩。她试过给我口交几次，甚至试过两次用屁股接纳我，但都不喜欢。她妈告诉她，要么让我去跟男人搞，要么就会失去我，让我找上别的女人。所以，山姆，我有地方。我家车库上面有个带厕所的房间，入口在一条小巷里。妈的，我老婆根本不介意我把男人带回来睡沙发上；她还会给他做早饭，感谢他替我榨干了蛋蛋。”

我笑了。“听起来跟山姆的老婆一样。嘿，汤姆，等你跟她坦白你是双性恋之后，应该让她们去跟特瑞聊聊。她们能说服她，你需要两样东西。”

他朝我歪嘴一笑。“问题是，特瑞自己超爱性爱，从十五岁起就吃避孕药了，不过如果她跟不太确定干不干净的男人上床，她也会让他们戴套，防止性病。但她同时也想成为镇上最有钱的年轻人的太太，因为她家真的很穷，可能为了这个原因愿意妥协。”

“她确实跟我提过这个细节，”我承认道，“我是说，钱的事。嘿——说不定她自己也两边通吃呢！那可不就太妙了！”我们都笑了，但汤姆看起来若有所思。

梅尔又买了一扎啤酒，外加一个杯子。因为我要开车，我限制自己只喝那一杯啤酒，不过如果我们待得够久、酒劲过了，也许还能再喝一杯。山姆和我都急着下楼梯，但我们又不舍得丢下刚射过不久的梅尔和汤姆。

梅尔和山姆商量着明天晚上约会的事，因为山姆的老婆孩子还在德克萨斯。他们凑得很近，低声私语着山姆会对梅尔做什么，梅尔又会对山姆做什么，我能看出梅尔已经兴奋起来了。汤姆二十岁。光是看着这两个年长的猛男凑在一起、计划着要把对方身体怎么样，我们边喝啤酒边觉得燥热起来。他小声问我：“如果我是个乖小孩，你觉得他俩会不会让我过去，光是看看？”

“我觉得，他们更愿意你当个坏小孩，把时间花在他们也对你做那些事上。”

他呻吟了一声，这引起了那两个年长男人的注意。啤酒喝完了。山姆咧嘴一笑：“看来我们这两个欲火焚身的小兄弟准备去后房了，梅尔。咱们带他俩去见识见识地狱吧？”

梅尔咧嘴一笑：“嘿，今天是工作日晚上。只有周末才真的疯狂，而且就算周末，真正要担心的是楼上这儿的斗殴。不过一个孤身来的人，可能会碰上的‘活动’，可比他来找的要多得多。我头一次来这儿，是一个周六独自来的，结果就头一回挨了操——三个男的把我按住，轮番上我的屁股。头两分钟我恨死了，但接下来三个钟头我爱得要死，一个接一个的男人上我，虽然他们不再按着我了。”我脸上肯定露出了吓坏的表情。“怎么了，小子？你看起来吓死了，可你明明是个看着能自卫的猛男啊。”

我跟他解释了我的雏菊身分，以及我对此下的决定。他碰巧同意杰夫的意见。“虽说我那次屁股被强暴最后我是享受了，但我还是宁愿自己头一根鸡巴是个特别的男人给的。坚持你的原则——我们会替你守住屁股的。那种事在工作日晚上非常罕见，所以只要别在周末一个人来就行。至少在你开苞之前。”我听了大笑起来。我其实挺喜欢那个念头，等杰夫……妈的，我凭什么就认定会是杰夫？我疯了吗，居然选一个长着十二寸鸡巴的男人来给我破处，而明明有那么多别的男人自愿揽这个活？事实上，梅尔是头一个没开口要这个机会的男人呢！

山姆和梅尔带头走在前头，胳膊搭在彼此肩膀上。我对汤姆说：“看看那两个猛男的屁股。你知道，我也不介意看他俩互相干一仗。”穿过一道门时我们笑了起来。门上方刻着：“欢迎来到地狱！”

我承认，那让我有点发怵。楼梯被红色的灯泡照得昏暗。不知什么时候，有人在天花板和墙上挂了些旧的万圣节装饰——纸糊的幽灵、女巫、恶魔和小妖精，但都已褪色得厉害，在昏暗的灯光下很难看清，在我眼里这反而让它们更阴森诡异了。汤姆嘟囔道：“真够俗气的。”但他的声音听起来和我一样紧张。

然后我忽然想到一件事。我们学校禁止兄弟会，但我从老家那些在其他学校加入兄弟会的哥们那儿听说过一些事。“汤姆，我觉得这就像是兄弟会的欺负新生那一套。他们是故意让我们紧张，好让下面那些人更容易得手。”他轻声笑了。

楼梯尽头是一堵墙，我们不得不拐进一个小房间，这里同样昏暗，也是红色的灯光。有个小吧台只供应罐装啤酒，碗里放着些小管的性交润滑油，旁边还有湿纸巾。汤姆和我学着那两个年长男人的样子，每人抓了一管。我注意到这些都是被人用过一部分的。我把它塞进后裤兜里。

房间对面是个衣帽间。梅尔解释说，你爱存多少都行——存外套，或者存所有衣服只留鞋子。汤姆和我存了夹克，转念一想，我们连衬衫也存了，毕竟我们俩身材都不错。山姆笑了笑，也存了衬衫，而梅尔存了夹克、衬衫和裤子——只留着他的安全帽、工具腰带，和一条脏兮兮的护裆带。他坐到一条长凳上重新套上靴子。“嘿，我今晚是来认真搞的。汤姆很棒——但他在我屁股里撩起的那股痒，走之前还需要十来根鸡巴才搔得够，而这是确保我不仅能挨操，还能被当作一个爷们来尊重的最好办法。没人会把我错当成来这儿任人当基佬糟践的娘娘腔。”然后他点燃了一支从工具腰带里取出的雪茄，咧嘴一笑。

下一个入口通向一条全黑的走廊，刚好宽到我能摸到两面墙壁。走廊里挤满了男人，他们摸我们的身体，到处乱抓，把我的乳头拧得又爽又硬。我也摸了回去。我摸到一个肌肉猛男，身上涂着一种不常见的古龙水，一个特别喜欢被人揪乳头的大爱。我们互相折磨对方的乳头，花了好一会儿功夫，他不停呻吟着。从他那种高潮式的呻吟来看，我意识到我要么是把他那样就搞射了，要么就是个跪在地上伺候他的人，因为他的双手都还在我胸口上。我一只手往下探——那儿没人，我摸到了他牛仔裤裆部湿漉漉的。他小声说了句“谢谢”，但没动。很晚以后，等我离开的时候，他还在那儿，我又用同样的法子让他射了一次。

沿着走廊再往里走，昏暗的灯光显示出一个个通往各色房间的门洞。等我们走到第一个房间时，发现梅尔已经不在我们身边了。然后我们听到他呻吟道：“操，对。狠狠操这个爷们的屁股。”紧接着是几声巴掌声，我们就知道他在走廊里遇到了一个玩伴。山姆轻声笑了。

我们三个走进了第一个房间。这里就是山姆提过的那些“仿制”寻欢洞。房间里有一个由许多带洞的墙壁组成的迷宫，洞开在不同的高度。大多数洞都相当大。有些是方形的，大到足以让男人把头伸过去。有些墙不过胸口高，这样你能看见谁站在那里、鸡巴穿过洞挂着，却看不到另一边伸出一根手指或一条舌头的人。有些墙则一直通到天花板。有些洞旁边放着木箱子，这样专职吸屌的人可以在那儿一坐就是几个小时。甚至还有几间隔间，吸屌的人可以把自己锁在里面。

我们刚进去时，一个跟我年龄相仿、肌肉发达的男人，穿着一条护裆带、戴着皮帽和皮质臂环，正把自己刮得光溜溜的屁股往一个洞上磨，同时吸着 rush。他胸口上挂着一副乳头夹，中间有根链子垂着，大多数走过的男人都会拽一下那根链子，换来他一声气喘吁吁的“谢谢您，先生。”

等我们走近时，我也拽了一下，当他抬头看我想谢我时，我认出他是哈维，一个高年级生，住我宿舍那层，骑摩托车的。他朝我眨了眨眼，我一把揪住他的头，把舌头强行塞进他嘴里，同时更用力拧那根链子，他呻吟起来。藏在洞后操他的那个家伙嚷了起来：“不管你们对他做什么，继续！老子从来没操过这么紧的屁股！”我照办了，山姆和汤姆在旁边看着，几秒钟后，那个看不见的操穴者发出一声高潮的大喊。“老子今年最他妈爽的一发射了！”他喊道，“谢啦，不管是谁在折腾这个挨操的。”我轻轻扇了他脸一下，小声说：“我室友马特才是真正玩重口味的。去自我介绍一下吧，贱货。”

“是，主人。”他咕哝道。他身体又僵住了。又有一根鸡巴捅进了他体内，准是比上一根还大。他吸了口 rush，嘀咕道：“从来没在屁股里吃过这么大的鸡巴。真想知道是谁。太爽了！这么说，老兵马特是基佬，还喜欢粗暴性爱，哈？我对他那紧窄的游泳运动员身子已经馋了好几年了。好啊，我会照你说的做，主人。”

我笑着又扇了他脸一下，走出了房间。我穿过走廊，走进一间堆满各种大小纸箱的房间。里面有昏暗的灯光，但有几束小聚光灯突显了几个区域。那里有个平台，上面一个男人正被两个像双胞胎一样魁梧的猛男从前到后同时操着，干得非常卖力。我凑近些，肯定他们就是双胞胎——还注意到，他们那东西挂在那儿，也相当雄偉。中间那个男人相当瘦小，他的小鸡巴正把前列腺液滴进一个橡胶套里。操他的那个大家伙大吼一声，狠狠捅了进去，那个小个子就把一发精液射进了橡胶套里。那个大家伙从他家伙上摘下来，拿着。等他的双胞胎兄弟把一发精液射进小个子嘴里之后，他们扭住那个矮个男人的胳膊困到他背后，强迫他张开嘴，把他自己的那发子弹倒进他嘴里。我看得出这是他们几个常玩的游戏；小个子男人一边笑一边把套子舔干净，那两个巨汉也笑着，然后把小个子亲了亲，护送他出了房间。

我在房间里转了一会儿，边看边越发饥渴。我看见梅尔弯着腰趴在一个大木箱上，一个躲在阴影里的男人在操他。我走过去，我和那男人互相对视。是我未来的击剑教练，布伦纳先生。山姆和我此前就猜想过他的性向。他停下操梅尔的动作，一副像被车灯照到的鹿一样惊慌失措。我朝他眨眨眼，说：“嘿，梅尔，看来你正挨一顿好操呢。他看起来像个运动员。”我吓了他一跳，我走过去亲了他一口，同时捏了下他光裸多毛的胸脯上的一只乳头。然后我凑到他耳边悄声说：“回去继续操我的哥们吧，先生。咱俩来这儿都是一个目的，所以别再担心了。这儿至少还有两个学生，其中一个就是击剑课上的山姆。对了，山姆和我都觉得您真他妈辣。不过，您要是不想，今后一个字也不用提。我不会说的，您要是想让我把山姆也从这儿支开，我也照办。”

他又回去狠狠地操起梅尔，把梅尔操得喘不上气。“不用。你说得对。不过，我以为山姆是结了婚的，还有一两个孩子？”

我舔了舔他耳朵逗他，小声说：“跟您正在操的那位、我显然认识的这位一样，他是双性恋。”布伦纳先生让我惊讶地伸出一条胳膊，把

我的头按到他乳头上。我啃咬起来，让他呻吟着骂起了脏话。

他拉起我的头，用一个吻压碎了我的嘴。“这样的话，外出比赛应该会挺有意思了，小子。”

“我敢拿你这火辣屁股的一顿猛操跟你打赌，队里至少还有两个也跟男人乱搞的家伙。才一周，我就发现了一个田径队的，还有两个游泳队的。”我朝门口看去，认出了前几天差点跟我打起来的那名橄榄球队员。“还有一个橄榄球队的刚走进来，全裸着。我觉得我欠他一顿粗暴的操。回头见。”

我走到他面前，盯着他的眼睛。“这么说，你想偷我女朋友，哈？”我推了下他肩膀挑衅道。“那你干吗不证明一下你够爷们？”他也推了回来，然后我们开始互相拧对方的乳头，接着重重吻了起来。互相折磨了几分钟后，他跪下来，打开了我的裤子。我用喉咙操他，他有点作呕。当我把他拖到一个木箱上、开始给他屁股抹油时，他只作了些轻微的抵抗。我扇了他屁股一巴掌。“给老子闭嘴，你这小杂种！我看你够爷们的事，就是来当我的另一个女朋友，火辣运动员。你他妈可真火辣。你那个屁股骚穴真他妈不错，猛男。”我一边撩拨他的屁眼唇，他一边回头朝我咧嘴一笑，然后往后猛地一坐，套上了我的鸡巴。我的蛋蛋撞上他时，他像公牛一样低吼起来。我开始狠狠操他，并把他的双手按在木箱上，不让他打飞机。

几秒钟后，那对巨汉双胞胎中的一个钻到我们下面，开始给他吸屌。另一个双胞胎过来亲我，玩我的乳头。这对我的橄榄球队员来说刺激过头了。他又一声大吼，我感到他的屁股在我猛捣的鸡巴周围阵阵痉挛，而下面那个吸屌的巨人则幸福地咕噜着吞下了他的精液。然后他站起来，揪住那运动员的头，强行把那发子弹灌进他自己嘴里，而他兄弟则一遍一遍扇他屁股，喊道：“咽下去，白痴！把你自己的精液给老子咽下去！”

那个傲慢的运动员呜咽着顺从了。我拔出来拉上拉链，在他耳边喊道：“把这两个大猛男伺候好了，小杂种。让我替我的新他妈的‘女朋友’骄傲！记住现在是谁他妈的拥有你这运动员的欠操骚穴！”

我把他留给那两个魁梧的巨汉。其中一个已经把他鸡巴捅进了他屁股，而随着那运动员的鸡巴又硬起来，另一个给他的鸡巴卷上橡胶套，然后狠狠捅进了他喉咙。那运动员试图把他们推开——但毫无用处。面对其中一个人他已经毫无还手之力，更别说两个了。我又听到他在呜咽了。

我看了看四周，山姆正在亲吻布伦纳先生，同时扇着梅尔的屁股蛋。然后他走开了。汤姆不认识布伦纳先生，开始啃咬他的乳头。很快布伦纳就让汤姆舔起了他的屁股。一个英俊的男人恳求我，想把那发我没射进“那个光溜溜肌肉男”体内的子弹吃掉，我给了他，并把我们俩摆在那个橄榄球运动员能看到的位置。我高声称赞那个实际口活只是中等水平的吸屌者，好进一步羞辱那个橄榄球运动员。在我高潮时我喊道，他的嘴比我那个小杂种没用的屁股要好多了。

汤姆开始操布伦纳先生，恰在这时，那位击剑老师也猛顶进去、在梅尔体内喷了。梅尔站起来，亲了亲他，然后又去寻觅更多的鸡巴。他看着那个运动员被双胞胎搞，一脸嫉妒，然后过来跟山姆和我汇合。当我走进走廊时，看见哈维正从寻欢洞房间出来。他带着坏笑朝我敬了个礼。

我们走进第三个房间。那里只有一张巨大的摔跤垫。有些男的在操穴，有些倒真在摔跤，或者说在打架。我看见一个人把另一个人用一个摔跤锁技制住了，被锁的人拍垫认输。赢的人随即开始操输家的嘴，弄得他一遍又一遍地作呕。我看见其中一个打架的盯着我的脸看，正好有一束光照在我脸上，他显得挺有兴趣，于是我就离开了房间。一晚打一场拳架就足够了。

最后一间房确实把我吓到了，刚跟上来的汤姆也是。那里摆满了重度的 S&M 设备，我决定留到改晚再看。然而梅尔和山姆走了进去，汤姆和我则回到寻欢洞迷宫里各自分开了。我又操了一个屁股，吸了四根鸡巴，其中包括我至今遇到的第二大的一根——没有杰夫那么大，但比那位清洁工更大。那男人持久力惊人。等我下巴酸得几乎想放弃的时候，他终于呜咽了一声，往我嘴里灌了一大股极甜的精液。然后他勾了勾手指，也给我来了场极妙的口交。我晃悠出去，在门口找到了另外三人。

我们一路穿过那条伸手不见五指的黑暗走廊，就像穿过一道拳击战道。正如我说的，我凭着古龙水的味道又找到了那个肌肉猛男，再次通过弄他的乳头让他射了一次。虽然漆黑一片，但他认出了我的皮带扣，感谢我给了他今晚最棒的两场高潮。我抓住他的手，想让他上楼跟我们一块儿喝酒，但他却说：“不了。我喜欢黑暗。我的身体很棒，但我的脸毁了。你可能觉得你不会介意，但我向你保证，你会介意的。在这黑暗里，我有的是活动。今天是乳头。别的晚上，我会把屁股抹好油，对所有人敞开，或者我这根也不算小的鸡巴会从皮裤里捅出来，我把男人按下去吸它，或让他们背对着坐上去。寻欢洞迷宫里那几个能上锁的房间，是我唯一去的其他地方。”然后他给了我一个深吻，我能感觉到他的嘴唇畸形有多严重。我离开了，为他感到难过。

我们在后房外的衣帽间取回衣服。一个三十多岁、有点啤酒肚的英俊男人跟着我出来，礼貌地叫住了我。他把我拉到一边。“我想谢谢你对我那朋友这么好；就是你想勾搭的那个肌肉猛男。我们从小就是朋友。自打那次事故之后，他就特别自卑。他其实没有他自以为毁容得那么厉害。只是嘴唇扭曲了形状，一边脸颊上有些疤痕组织。从侧面看，他其实依然是个相当惊艳的男人。让他变成现在这样的原因是，他以前是个演员，如今除了偶尔上上电台，或者给卡通片配配音，没人愿意用他。他来这儿三年了，你是头一个试图想认识他的人。我希望你还会回来，继续努力。我想让他重新有个生活。”

我对他说：“听起来，你爱上他了。”

他面露悲伤。“是的。但不是你指的那种意思。我们多年前尝试过做恋人，就是行不通。你还年轻，所以我不确定你能不能理解这种区别。我 LOVE 他，但我不 IN LOVE WITH 他。”

我点点头。“我想我懂的。我想我正在 IN LOVE WITH 某个男人，但我爱那边那个已婚的牛仔哥们，就像他是我从未有过的兄弟。不是说我以后会让他知道这个；他兄弟已经够多了；而且他本来就自我膨胀得不行了；再说我更愿意拿他当炮友。我注意到你朋友擦的古龙水相当特别、味道很重……”

“以前一个情人让人专门给他定做了挺多。那味道确实很有辨识度，而且他只在出来搞性爱的时候才会擦。只在那时候。小伙子，你观察力很敏锐。”

“我跟男人做爱的经验说不上特别丰富，但刚才我光是弄他的乳头、他也弄我的，我就让他射了两次那么大的量，这件事真让我特别来劲。所以，是的，我会继续追他。他凭着触觉认出了我这个皮带扣，所以我以后来这儿都会系着它，好让他知道是我。我觉得这地方辣得很，打算带几个我那些更有男人味的朋友过来。”

那男人在我脸颊上亲了一下。“愿上帝保佑你，兄弟。就算你没能把他从阴影里拉出来，单是一个英俊的年轻人追求他这件事，也会帮助他受伤的自尊的。”看着我脸上出现的困惑表情，他笑了出来。“你在寻欢洞房门口停下的时候，他好好打量了你一番，还夸了句你看起来多么有男人味、多么英俊。语气可遗憾了。要是连你都勾引不了他离开黑暗，那没人能了。”他走回了那条漆黑的走廊。

我们上楼的时候，汤姆在他夹克口袋里发现了一张纸条。那个在衣帽间工作的、看起来火辣的年轻肌肉男把他的名字和电话写在一张纸上，还写着：“求您了，给我打电话，先生！”等我们重新在锈钉酒吧楼上坐下喝最后一杯啤酒时，汤姆已经馋得直流口水。这是我这辈子去过的最下流、也最火辣的地方。我迫不及待地想再来。

不过，那又是另一个故事了。