Forced Out of the Darkness

by Jackson Jr, G. Wayne

The man started rubbing the blindfolded guys ass like he was painting this white cream on it then he put his whole hand inside the man’s ass. The naked man groaned and asked for more. The uniform man was all to eager to give him what he wanted…half of his arm disappeared up this man’s ass. The man on all fours seemed to enjoy what was being performed on him. He has a bottle of poppers that he kept sniffing as the scene was being played out. Cameron finished his drink and left his glass on a ledge so he could proceed without having to worry about dropping the glass. He saw a roll of paper towels and he took some and put them in his pants pocket.

  As Cameron moved deeper into the dungeon, there was an entryway that had no light in it that it resembled a black hole. Cameron wanted to ‘see’ what was going on in there. He slowly walked through the entryway, which emptied into a room. Though the outside of the room had minimal lighting, this room was completely void of any kind of light. Cameron was rendered blind as he found the wall and followed his hand into the unknown. He did not take large steps but shuffled along the wall.

  His hand felt a body and he quickly pulled his hand away. Timidly, he reached his hand back out and felt two bodies intertwined together. As he explored blindly, he felt their pants were down and their bodies were solid and void of a lot of body fat. Cameron felt one of their muscular asses and he felt a little excited as his curiosity lead him deeper into the depths of this room of sexual darkness. He continued on going past the two bodies in the darkness. Just beyond these two, Cameron felt a corner so he made a right turn to continue to follow the wall deeper into the darkness.

  He felt a hand touch him on his stomach and then slowly move down to his groin orienting itself to Cameron’s body. Instantly, Cameron wanted to move the hand, but his curiosity made him leave it there because the darkness allowed him to imagine this hand to be anything and anyone that he wanted. It was expected that people touch each other in the room. The darkness coupled with the anonymity served to enhance the experience. Cameron was able to use his imagination in the room to its full effect.

  Cameron’s senses, except vision, were heightened in the darkness. His nerves were alert and active. He felt someone breathe down his neck before he felt him bump into him. He heard heavy panting in different directions by various different guys in the dark room. He would never know that there were twelve other guys in the room with him. The hand, explored Cameron’s body then squeezed and stroked Cameron’s manhood until it had no other option but to respond. Cameron’s blood flow was being diverted to the area that the hand was fondling. Cameron became aroused in this dark room, by this mystery man. The man opened Cameron’s jeans and his hand found its way through Cameron’s boxer briefs, and pulled Cameron’s stiffness out of the pants. Cameron could feel the warm air from the guy’s breath on his dick from the man inhaling Cameron’s scent. Though there was no light in the room, Cameron had his eyes closed because he felt that it increased his arousal. The man put Cameron’s dick in his salivating mouth. Cameron felt the warmth and the wetness of where his manhood was going and imagined it was a sexy hot Dutch guy with a balled head and piercing grey eyes.

  The next thing Cameron felt was someone wrap his arms around him from behind. Cameron should have been scared or concerned but he yielded to the experience. The person behind him was licking and sucking his neck and his ears. Cameron had a special affinity for getting his ears and neck sucked on and licked. It turned him on and gave him goose bumps over his entire body. As Cameron let his head move backwards, exposing his weak spots he let out a deep “ahhhh”. That rumbled throughout the whole room. He reached over his shoulder and felt the hair of the man behind him sucking his neck.

  “Bent u Amerikaans?” He heard.

  “Yes, he affirmed.” Cameron did not speak Dutch but intuition knew the man asked him if he was American.

  “You taste good.” He said.

  “Thank you, you feel good too.” Cameron replied. He was taught to have manners regardless of the situation.

  The man behind Cameron started to rub and pinch his nipples and then Cameron felt another set of hands on his ass. Cameron lifted his shirt over his head. Cameron’s body was in sensory overload. He had a skilled mouth on his dick, a sucking and licking tongue on his neck and ears and now a hand groping his ass. The guy on his knees giving Cameron’s manhood oral attention reached up with a bottle of poppers. Without question, Cameron inhaled from this small bottle. He took a second inhalation and then a third one. Cameron’s body began to heat up; his nerve endings went into overload. He wanted his nipples to be pinched harder. Mentally, Cameron was going somewhere else but here. He was letting his body experience pleasures untold and despite the dangers or with the dangers, he wanted more. His body was ready for more.

  In the darkness, Cameron felt the body of the third guy. He pulled him closer and took in his scent. Something about the picture that Cameron’s hands and nose painted of this guy was familiar. He pulled him even closer and kissed him open mouth. Cameron’s tongue explored the inside of his mouth. He was turned on kissing him and touching this body that seemed familiar. Cameron was close to climax and he did not want it to stop. He moaned as his knees started to give on him. He thrust his hips as his mouth was kissing this familiar stranger. “Oh shit.” He let come out from the pit of his being. His orgasm came so hard that he shook, the guy he was kissing was pulled into him and the guy on his knees got more than he bargained for as Cameron’s cum shot out of his body. He felt so good that he felt ready to pass out because his senses were overloaded.

  As he caught his breath, he reached into his pocket and took out the paper towels to clean up. He put his exposed dick away. As he was getting situated, the hand of the familiar guy grabbed Cameron’s hand and led him out of the darkness. Cameron knew in his stomach who this was but he wanted to see for himself.

  “How did you know it was me?”

  “I came down after you did. I saw you watching the fisting scene. You were so fixated on that that you did not notice me. I hoped to get you down here and man I am glad that I did.” Confessed Manny.

  “That was a new experience for me, but I liked it. I want to explore more eventually.”

  “Are you ready to get out of here?”

  “Yes, let’s go.”

  They both went up the stairs together and headed back to their hotel, but the night was far from over. Cameron had opened the proverbial Pandora’s box that night in Amsterdam and he was not ready to close it…if it could be closed back.

  The next morning Cameron woke up to Manny’s naked body lying next to him. He laid back and smiled because he knew that last night was an example of two men in their sexual prime. The evidence of what had happened was the passion marks on Manny’s body and the smile on his face, as he still lay there exhausted and sexually empty. Cameron made a promise to Manny on the way back to the hotel that every time Manny got it up he would get it down. But it was Manny that brought Cameron down for the count. They still have about 2 hours before they needed to be downstairs for pick-up and Cameron just wanted to enjoy this man. He did not know that he had feelings for him. Manny made Cameron feel some kind of way. He woke Manny up with a kiss on his lips and asked him if there was another round left in him. Manny smiled and said, “You know it.”

  They began to kiss each other. Cameron rolled on top of Manny. He looked into Manny’s eyes and he saw something that he could not explain. He knew that Manny had feelings for him just as Cameron realized the same thing. Manny wrapped his arms around Cameron’s back and pulled him into him. They kissed passionately. Cameron felt the spark between them as he intertwined his legs with Manny’s. He wanted to please him. Cameron wanted to take care of Manny. It was a feeling that even surprised Cameron because he had not felt this alive since he was with Guy.

  Cameron and Manny came down for pick-up together. They both had a glow and only they knew what caused it. They headed back to the airport for the flight and back to their respective lives, both wondering what the possi
bilities would be if they explored them.

  Chapter Eighteen

  f eeling good

  “Hey, how are you doing?” Cameron asked.

  “I am doing well. You are back in the country now?” Monti asked.

  “Yes. I am here. Are we still on for today, and if so what time should I be over there?”

  “Yes, I can’t wait till you get here. I have a few surprises for you. Just go home and change and come right over ok?”

  “You got it. What kind of surprise you have up your sleeve?

  “Don’t worry about it. I got this.” Monti said.

  “I will see you in about an hour.”

  Cameron made it to his car, loaded his luggage in and drove home. He pulled his car into his garage and came inside the house. He turned on the music from the 1st floor. He had the sound system wired throughout the house. Once on the 3rd floor, he took off his uniform and threw it in the corner. He would take it to the cleaners today on the way to Monti’s. He got in the shower and let the warm water take away the tiredness of his lack of sleep in Amsterdam. He finished showering and relaxing as the hot water cascaded down his naked body. He got out the shower and dried his body off. As he walked past the full-length mirror he stopped and looked at himself. “You ain’t so bad looking.” Cameron commented to the man in the mirror.

  The temperature outside was getting a little cool so Cameron opted to wear his blue Nautica jeans, nude turtleneck and his brown Polo Boots. He sprayed some Marc Jacobs cologne and knew that he was ready to turn heads. Cameron’s favorite color combination for the moment was brown and blue together. He loved wearing clothes that made him look as confident as he felt; and after this trip, his confidence was at an all-time high. Cameron was not sure that he was ready for a new relationship. Cameron experienced sexual freedom and made a connection. After this trip, he wanted to explore more sexual freedom and didn’t know if Monti was open to that exploration. He also did not know if Monti was the one.

  Cameron was ready to go. He got in his car and headed towards Monti’s place. He turned on the jazz/blues station. It was a week after the death of Ms. Nina Simone and the DJ was playing a tribute to her. The lyrics of Nina’s song struck a chord within Cameron before the music started. It’s a new dawn, …I’m feeling good.

  Cameron knew that he was feeling good. What he did not know was if it was because he was feeling himself or because of a budding relationship.

  After listening to the Nina Simone tribute and no traffic, Cameron was pulling into Monti’s complex. It was an old apartment complex that was turned into condominiums. Most of the units had two bedrooms one bathroom. The complex had seen better days. Monti’s unit, which he rented, faced north/south and didn’t get much natural lighting. He was in a 2nd floor unit. In his apartment, just inside the front door, to the right was the dining area, which was void of a dining room table or chairs, in its place sat a low-grade computer desk with a piecemealed computer sitting atop. There was no chair in front of the desk, but in instead sat a grey milk crate with a pillow on it.

  The kitchen was connected to the dining area. The cabinetry was aged to the point of distress. The electric stove was a medium brown color. The refrigerator was a relic from the late seventies or early eighties with a yellowish green color. Directly across from the dining area was the living room, which had an over-sized white tattered sofa and love seat. They both had fringe like strings all around the front and sides. There were multiple throw pillows that were in various shades of white. Separating the sofa and love seat was a glass coffee table with a white ceramic base. The room was full of plants of all various sizes and species. In the corner of the living room was a six-sided tall fish tank half full of water and a single lone gold fish surviving neglect.

  The master bedroom was furnished with a black queen sized elevated bed with a mirrored backboard that was sandwiched between two black wall-sized cabinets. They had drawers on the bottom and glass doors on the top half. There was an oversized Bible sitting on the surface between the two pillar-like cabinets, right over where his head would lay when he was sleep. The room felt cluttered and tight due to the oversized furniture that Monti had in the room. He surrounded himself with larger than life furniture in order to allow him to lead a larger than life existence, even if it was only in his head.

  The guest room was converted as a shrine to Monti’s over-indulgence of clothing. He had a circus type chaise covered in black velvet-like material. He also had an off-white over-the-top German shrunk. It had a glass front with recessed lighting. It was a combination of a curio and wardrobe. There was no room for any guest to stay in this room because clothes were everywhere, from the closet to the floor. Intermingled between the clothes, were various size twelve or thirteen shoes in different materials. The one thing that was noticeable was that there were no sneakers these shoes were all dress shoes.

  Cameron made his way up the stairs to Monti’s place. He noticed that it was not what Monti had painted in their previous conversations. Cameron knocked on the door. Monti answered the door with a big smile on his face. He had waited what seemed like forever for this day to come. He wanted to treat Cameron to a good time. He honestly did miss talking to Cameron when he was in Amsterdam. Cameron walked in the doorway and he reached to give Monti a hug.

  “Hold on.” Monti said as he hurried and closed the door.

  “What’s up with that?”

  “Man, I am not out like that. My neighbors don’t know my business.”

  Cameron was a bit taken back at this statement and his apparent homophobic ways. He found it a little strange and interesting. The hairs on the back of Cameron’s neck stood up again.

  “I am really glad that you came. I wanted to make this a special night for the two of us. You look sexy enough to eat.”

  “Are you sure you about that?” Cameron asked, “Thanks Monti for the compliment. Are you sure you want to talk that loud? Your neighbors might hear you.”

  Cameron sat down on the sofa as Monti put the finishing touches on the meal he planned for Cameron.

  “You want something to drink?”

  “Sure what do you have?”

  “Something that I think you are going to like…can I surprise you?”

  “Monti. I am up for a surprise or two today.”

  Moments later, Monti emerged from the kitchen with a glass of white wine.

  “Thanks.” Cameron said. “What kind is it?”

  “It is a Riesling Spätlese.” Monti replied trying to pronounce it as a German would but failed to do a good job of it.

  Cameron raised his glass in a toasting manner for Monti’s efforts at dinner. “To new experiences.” They both raised their glasses in the air and took a sip of the wine.

  “Oh, it is very nice. Thank you.” Cameron said approving Monti’s choice.

  “I thought you would like it.”

  Next Monti brought out two wooden TV tables. “I guess this was his idea of special and romantic.” Cameron thought as he sipped his wine and smiled at him. Monti brought out the salad. It was a beautiful dinner salad with an Iceberg/Romaine mix with cucumbers, tomatoes, shredded cheese and croutons. He offered Cameron a choice of Italian or ranch dressing. Cameron chose ranch and they both sat down to start dinner across from each other. The food smelled delicious and Cameron could not help but to comment about it.

  “What is the main course? It smells delicious.”

  “Stuffed chicken breast with a cheese sauce, smashed red potatoes, broccoli and yeast rolls.”

  “Wow that sounds great.” Cameron could not help but think how nice this gesture was. “Do you do this for all the guys you are trying to catch?” Cameron joked.

  “No, just the light skinned sexy ones.” Monti joked back.

  They ate dinner across from each other and continued to talk about their various dreams and aspirations. Monti talked about his aspirations to obtain his doctorate degree and wanting a partner for life. Cameron talked about wanting to ma
ke six-figures and live comfortably. “So, what happened in your last relationship that makes you single today?” Cameron asked.

  “My ex could not be faithful so I had to leave him.” Monti said as matter of fact.

  “Wow, how did you find out?” Cameron asked…the hairs on the back of Cameron’s neck stood up. “I guess it is cold in here.” He thought.

  “His routine started changing. He was not answering my phone calls and then I followed him and found him going to another guy’s house. When I confronted him, he started stuttering and tried to come up with a lie. He was caught red handed so I broke it off with him immediately.”

  “Why do you go through such lengths to prove something…if you felt he was cheating or had proof, why did you even need to have a conversation?”

  “I wanted to see if he would tell the truth.”

  “Were you going to stay with him, if he told you the truth?”

  “No, I was just going let him know that I knew the truth and then leave his thirsty ass.”

  “You still sound angry.”

  “Hell yes, I’m still angry. I can’t believe that that asshole would cheat on me.” Monti said. Though his version of the story was completely fabricated, he lived this lie daily.

  “You are going to have to let that anger go at some point. It will end up consuming you and make you crazy.”

  “I’ll be alright. I can handle it in my own way, in my own time.”

  “Ok, if you say.”

  “Anyway, let’s get back to our dinner.” Monti said with a smile.

  Cameron knew what he was hearing and he knew that there were some issues with this but something about Monti intrigued him. Cameron knew that Monti was a ride and he wanted to know more about this man and wanted to stay on this ride. They continued to talk.

  “Why are you single, Cameron?”

  “I am single not because I wanted to be, but out of circumstance.”

  “What does that mean?”

  “It means that I should not be single right now. I was in a great relationship with Guy. We were made for each other and we had genuine love for each other. I have been contemplating changing jobs and would not be able to maintain a bi-coastal relationship. I offered for him to move here to be with me but he had some reservations about that. He did not want to have to go into the job market again. It pained me but we had to part ways. I am not even sure who made the decision or if we made it together. We were great together though, he accepted me for who I was and I gave him the same in return. We are not necessarily on speaking terms right now but I do hope that we will be able to be eventually.”