I am 6 feet tall, very fair, slightly chubby guy with very little hair on my body. I am bisexual and this is a true story of the fun I had at a gay spa.
I found out about this gay spa in my city and googled their site. They had an event every Friday called the “DARK FRIDAYS”. Being unaware but extremely curious, I decided to see the scene at around 6:30 pm on a Friday evening.
As I entered this spa on the third floor of a busy market building, I was greeted by a cute male receptionist who showed little interest in my presence though.
The receptionist told me that I had to pay an entry fee of $15 and would get unlimited access to steam, sauna, shower, and the dark room. As I paid the fees, I was given a locker key and escorted inside.
Inside the locker, I found a large towel, wrapped it around and kept all my belongings inside. It was then that the concept of the dark room hit me.
I entered a dark hall, dimly lit by candles with lavender fragrance all around. The fragrance itself was a big turn on. Inside was a big hall with basins and benches. I saw a couple of guys sitting in their towels and chatting.
The hall had doors that lead to shower space, steam room, sauna, and the dark room. I decided to visit the steam room first. As I entered, I saw a few guys sitting in towels talking discreetly to each other. Some of them glanced at me as I went inside and had a wicked smile on their faces. I sat in one corner alone.
After some time, a well-built guy came and sat next to me and asked me my name. He then asked me if this was my first time. I nodded.
Without wasting any time, he placed his hand on my thighs and started rubbing! It was an immediate turn on. I got goosebumps. He told me to relax and that everyone here was here to relax and have a good time.
Within seconds, his hands had reached my crotch and he was rubbing my cock very gently. I got an immediate boner. He felt it too and took my hand and placed it on his crotch above the towel. I could feel he was hard too.
While I was busy feeling his cock, another guy (wheatish complexion) came and sat next to me. This guy, without even introducing himself, started licking and kissing my neck!
This was a completely new experience for me and I was in seventh heaven. I turned towards him and he immediately placed his lips on mine. There was no wasting of time and immediately the battle of our tongues began.
The hunk then took my cock out of the towel and started stroking it vigorously. I got scared and put the towel back. Both guys laughed and told me it was all right.
The guy on my left took off his towel and there he was, sitting with his 6′′ erection visible to all in a dim-lit steam room. I lost my shit and started stroking him. The three of us were sweaty because of the steam and the guys asked me to come to the dark room.
We wore our towels and headed towards the dark room. That was when in the darkness, things became crystal clear to me. It was a small room with AC, about 6 feet by 6 feet. It had mattresses and there was one small guy on his knees, sucking 3 others.
As we entered, the hunk pulled my towel and I was completely naked. The guys with me took their towels off as well.
The wheatish guy was immediately on the job. He pushed me to a corner and started biting my nipples. The hunk started kissing me. Their salivas in my mouth and all over my body had taken me to the next level. Involuntarily, I went down on my knees and faced the cum-oozing cocks of the guys next with me.
The hunk without wasting time shoved his tool inside my mouth. There was something about the saltiness of a stranger’s cum that makes you feel like a hunger ridden slut. I used all my saliva to lubricate his tool and started enjoying giving his tool the tour of my mouth.
He was quick and within 30 seconds, he had loaded my mouth with his thick salty cum. His moans were audible to the other guys in the room who had already turned towards me with their cocks in hand. Most of them were amazed to see a hairless chubby body.
The wheatish guy took over from the hunk and before anyone could get a chance, he shoved his cock in my cum-filled mouth. He was rough, going deep inside me with every stroke. I could barely breathe but the smell and taste of the cock were simply getting me more and more excited.
The hunk had left. But one guy from the other group pulled me up. While I was sucking the wheatish guy almost on my haunches, this guy sat behind me and started licking my asshole.
A dark room, the mixture of the smell of cum, piss, men’s sweat and a stranger’s tongue inside my ass while I had another’s cock in my mouth. All these had really really turned me on!
I could sense that the wheatish guy was about to come. I was ready to swallow. But he had other plans. He took his tool out and came over my entire face, moaning all the way till the end. This was it. The entire room knew the slut they had been waiting for had arrived.
The guy who was sucking cocks earlier came near me and started licking the cum off my face. We kissed in between swapping cum.
Meanwhile, the guy behind me was done lubricating my ass. He forced me to get on my knees, positioned behind and swiftly started poking his cock on my hole. I was way too turned on and at this point and it was all I wanted. I released a moan and he got his signal.
I could feel my muscles getting stretched and a little pain as a huge cock penetrated my ass. The cumswapper had left and another guy came in front with his cock hanging right in front of my face. I was moaning as the thrust behind me was getting violent and violent. The other guy saw the opportunity and was quick to put his shaft inside my mouth.
A DP by 2 strangers at a strange location got me so excited, I started releasing a bit of pr cum. The guy behind me suddenly grabbed my back and gave a loud moan. He got so deep inside that it pained like hell. But, suddenly, I could feel him releasing his come inside my ass. I had lost all senses.
The cock inside my mouth felt numb. The cock inside my ass had made my ass numb.
The guy from behind stood up, came near my face, thanked me and spat on my face to make me feel more slutty. The guy whose cock was in my mouth, took it out and went behind me to fuck my ass. He was quick too and by now, my face, my mouth, and my ass, all leaked cum.
As all of them left, I saw the cum-swapper back. He suggested a 69 and I immediately agreed. Seconds later, we were sucking each other’s cocks lying on the cum spilled mattresses. We almost came together. I came so much that the guy almost puked.
We laughed while sitting like two sluts on the ground in the dark room. We ended by kissing each other and cum swapping again.
I took a shower and while each and every part of my body ached, I managed to wear my clothes back. As I went outside, the receptionist winked at me and said, “We hope you had a good time. Hope to see you again next week.”
This vacation was supposed to fix their relationship, if only Jacob (on the left) had been more specific with his wish.
Jacob had planned out this trip with his long-time boyfriend, Adam. They had met on their sophomore year of college and were now both 35 years old. While the early times were sweet, Jacob found it difficult to maintain the same love he once held for over a decade. He had initially attributed it to their relationship stabilizing and becoming stable before he realized that it was physical attraction as well. Neither of them were as physically fit as they were back in college. They even admitted they hadn’t had good sex in years. Jacob felt even more guilty of his dying love especially after he accidentally spoiled himself of a planned engagement in the upcoming month on Adam’s phone.
After many nights researching how to revive a dead bedroom and ignoring the numerous suggestions, though most were demanding enough to be orders, of breaking up, he scheduled a two week long trip in the Palawan province of the tropical country of Philippines. It was an ideal place to resurrect his love. The warm weather would soothe any tensions and the novel experience a new country could spontaneously reignite his love for soon-to-be SO. He had planned out the entire itinerary: staying at the most expensive luxury hotel, island hopping via the boat tour, eating at local restaurants and exploring other tourist destinations. The costs of love necromancy slammed his savings he built up as a digital marketer.
Most of the vacation passed and it was days till they had to get to the airport and fly back home to the states. Jacob found himself somehow drifting even further apart from Adam. His passion was still dead. It wasn’t fixed by the countless colorful corals they snorkeled through, the sweetness of their halo-halos, the countless Filipino ballads playing throughout the whole beach town or even the cute tropical locally-made souvenirs he bought for Adam. He even downloaded Grindr for a week to find a 3rd but not even a third person could spice up the bedroom. His intrusive thoughts of sleeping other men only became more rampant.
The night after an uneventful day of scuba diving and street stall dining of fishballs and taho, Jacob stayed up to feel Adam’s warm hairy chest just for a slight chance of him rediscovering what made him fall in love with him in the first place but it was no use. It was a history of their touches and he felt the end was near. At this rate, he didn’t know what to do. Break up and re-do their entire lives separately? Or suppress his dead love pass the engagement and then the wedding and be miserable underneath to keep Adam happy? Maybe his façade would shatter during their marriage and a divorce would follow. His thoughts swirled around like a typhoon, wrecking his visions of an ending love life. The white noise of an inevitable disaster surrounded his ears, pushing him deeper into their waves until his phone dinged.
Jacob stared at the brightly notified phone with his tired eyes and read a Telegram message.
“I can help with your boyfriend problems,” It was sent by an unknown number.
“I don’t have a lot of money left. I spent it all on this vacation.”
“Don’t worry it’s free. Meet me outside your hotel lobby in 10 minutes.”
Jacob hesitated to respond. His gut told him against the offer. At best, it was a prank text and at worst, he didn’t want to imagine the worst. But he needed to do anything to bring back his love life so he reluctantly messaged, “Okay, I will. See you there.”
Before he went down to the lobby, he held Adam tightly and gave him a kiss on the lips. Despite him being a heavy sleeper, the kiss caused a smile to form. His sneakers shuffled on the brightly clean ceramic floors before they crunched on the gravel path out. The honks and roars of the jeepneys and clinks of other people’s flipflops collided in the warm humid air. An overhead purple mosquito zapper beeped, a few sparks coming out of it.
An attractive Filipino man, presumably in his early 20s, who wore a grey cap and a blue muscle tee that revealed his defined arms, approached him. Introducing himself as Joshua, he revealed he was the one texting him as he himself was an Engkanto, a human being with magical powers. He went on to list the many tourists relationships he had solved, and mentioned that problems like of Jacob and Adam were his bread and butter.
Jacob felt uneasy as the young man spoke to him. There was nothing off about his appearance, in fact he envied his physique as it reminded him of a younger, prime version of himself. There was an unexplainable chill and pang of distrust that rang through his bones yet he felt compelled to go with him.
He followed Joshua through the forest on the way to a hut, where he would perform the love ritual that was said to bring back any love, even if one of the partners was dead. Jacob’s heart fastened worriedly as he delved deeper into the jungle, damp grass brushing past his lower eggs and piercing through the eerie silence of the dark greenery. The small hut was made of bamboo, elevated a few feet off the ground. Jacob walked up the stairs, hearing Joshua shuffle through his pocket. The interior was dimly lit, with a purple candle in the middle, with nothing else. No sacred symbols or sacrificial totems or skulls.
Joshua motioned him to sit down, across from the candle. Jacob sat on the cold rickety floor.
Joshua followed after him, sitting opposite. He took out a small black canister from his pocket and opened it, scooping some of the purple goo. From the dim light, it resembled candle wax but of a thicker and more transparent consistency.
“This will bring back your love for your boyfriend,” Joshua said, his voice calm and deep. He brushed a generous amount on Jacob’s forearm, “Adam right?”
“Yeah his name is Adam,” Jacob didn’t even dare to ask him any rational questions, like how he figured his relationship problem all out or how he got his number. He chalked it up to Filipino magic. The goo felt warm on his forehead. He began to feel tired, though he was sure it was due to how late at night he was staying up, “How does it work?” He yawned.
“Some magical spirit energy stuff, it’s too hard to explain to normal humans,” Joshua brushed the goo on his own forehead as well, an evil grin that stretched past what a normal human could emote escaping through. It was last sight Jacob remembered before he fell asleep. There were no dreams of reuniting with Adam along the beach that represented his renewed love or flashbacks to his first date at the college town’s Waffle House, just darkness in his sleep.
Jacob woke up with an intense energy next morning. But his bedroom was different. He knew from the bright green walls and sturdy fan swaying that he was not at the luxury hotel with expensive AC and gigantic windows that overlooked the forest but at a house. He reached to grab to his side but Adam wasn’t there.
“Holy shit,” He exclaimed to himself, hearing his new voice and Filipino accent. He felt up and down his face, free from any facial hair and his Adam’s apple poking out more. He looked down on his stomach, differing from the white and flabby belly, it was smooth, tan and shredded with his abs. He glazed his soft hand across the crevices between his abs before he squeezed his bigger chest. He stroked his arms, admiring the craftsmanship of his biceps. He opened the phone camera, as muscle memory let him unlock it. His hair was short and jet black, face slimmer and youthful. It was real. He had swapped bodies with Joshua!
Jacob messaged him frantically, “Dude, give me back my fucking body.”
An instant response followed, like Joshua had been expecting it, “Relax. I’ll give it back once I fix your body’s love. It will take some time. While you wait, have fun in my body. I’ll let you know when we can swap back.”
Son of a bitch. Jacob searched his short’s pockets and found the container from last night, it felt lighter but he shook it, hearing the weird liquid droopy noises. He still had the swapping purple goo, ready to use to swap them to normal again, whether Joshua wanted to or not, “You better swap us back before we have to leave tomorrow.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll hear back before sunset. Just enjoy yourself and your new body, I worked hard in building it :)”
Jacob shut off the phone and rubbed his hands on his forehead out of frustrations. Part of him believe he had been tricked but the optimistic portion of him expected a fixed relationship before he went to bed that night. He thought of how badly he was missing his boyfriend, planning not to sleep with anyone as he didn’t want to betray Adam.
He got off the bed and stood on the floor, realizing the world was shorter than he remembered in his old body. He was the only inhabitant of the house, hearing no one else except TFC on the large TV in the living room. More memories of the body permeated through his mind, as his hands and brains coordinated together through the fridge and cabinets to cook a typical Filipino breakfast of garlic fried rice, bangus, cherry tomatoes and tortang talong. The tangy savory flavors meshed well in his new tongue. Jacob hoped that when he returned to his original body, he would remember how to cook the Filipino food. While cleaning the dishes, his phone dinged.
Heart pounding from anxiety, he opened to Telegram. But he was disappointed that it was someone else. Jacob was surprised as he was able to understand the Tagalog frequently. The text came from Tomas, a 35 year old, also a local like Joshua, and one of his fuck buddies.
“Handa ka na ba para sa aming pre workout session?” (Are you ready for our pre workout session?)
Jacob was quick to nearly decline the message but before his smooth fingers could hit send, a surge of lust overpowered his body. More memories of Joshua started to infiltrate and even replace some of his own. Jacob was unable to recall the first few moments of relationship, not even during their college years. He was losing himself to the Joshua’s consciousness. Why wouldn’t he accept the offer? He was young and he had a terrific body that anybody would kill to have, let alone have sex with. That’s why he was popular in not only Grindr but on OnlyFans as well. Local neighbors to travelers from across the country and even internationally were common visitors to his bedroom. But that was Joshua, not Jacob. He was still Jacob, even if he wasn’t in his original body, unfortunately that didn’t matter as his fingers deleted the declining message and sent a thumbs-up emoji.
His fears of assimilation quickly dissipated when Tomas arrived at his front door for their ‘session’. He was a paler muscle daddy Tito that worked from home as an accountant, taking frequent breaks at work. Joshua-Jacob closed the door as he led him to his bedroom like it was a weekly routine. Quick to strip down, Joshua-Jacob ripped off his black shorts and underwear, unleashing the monster between his legs. He stroked it frantically before Tomas stopped any premature actions.
Tomas’ mature yet energetic face stared seductively at Joshua's eyes, stroking his tender jawline and playing with his straight black hair. Tomas whispered to him, smirking as he took off his clothes, down to his tight red thong that barely covered his older bubble butt, “Huwag sayangin ang iyong enerhiya” (Don’t waste your energy yet)
At first, Jacob returned to consciousness. He was a total sub bottom as the last time he recalled topping was before his first hookup with Adam. Now this body was a prime example of a dom top. With each thrust, more of Joshua returned back to form, getting more prominent. Joshua held on the older man’s wide muscular waist as he clapped his firm cheeks vigorously, causing the both of them to moan loudly, after all, their noises were drowned out by the vehicles on the road outside. Sweat dripped down from his pecs to his six pack and eventually to his double digit inch cock, shaved perfectly. A shot of dopamine hit through his system as he finished inside of the older man. His legs shook as he continued on for a second round on the hot piece of meat that posed in front of him, finally stopping after a few more minutes.
Tomas laid ass up on his bed with Joshua’s seed leaking from his looser hole. He caught his breath, sweating, “Wow, iyon ay mas kamangha-mangha kaysa sa karaniwan mong ginagawa.” (Wow that was more amazing than you usually do)
Joshua continued to flex his body for his cocky ego. He had the physique and libido e of a young God. Without thinking, words left his mouth, “Mas may energy ako ngayon.” (I have more energy today)
After they cleaned up, they went to the gym together, where Joshua snuck in a quick blowjob after doing a chest day that would have ended him in his original body. Once their pumps wore off and it was time for Tomas to go back to work, they went off separately for the rest of the day.
Joshua, whose heart and dick couldn’t stop pounding from the new lingering memories of pounding the bubble butt of the muscle daddy, sat on the beach shirtless, hoping to catch a few waves and perhaps a few more dudes. He relaxed as the sun reflected off his tan skin. He could get used to this carefree lifestyle, no worries about monogamy or the sorts. That was Joshua, though. Jacob yearned for the intimate warm touches that Adam used to give him, even if all he now remembered of him was of the past month. Time was running out.
Joshua-Jacob frantically spammed Jacob-Joshua, berating him for not telling him about the memory destruction result from body swapping. There was not even a left on read message. He must be having plenty of fun with Adam. His fears of not making it back to his old lifestyle and body vanished as a wave of libido and energy devoured him yet again. The once suppressed guilty desire of fucking other men other than his boyfriend conquered him again. Joshua's spirit took over again.
Joshua-Jacob began the rest of the day on Grindr, with the goals of finding more hookups and parties. It was a wonderful experience, fucking so many different men, from on a boat to a secluded spot on the beach and even in the hotels near the one he was staying in originally. He never tired out, often going for multiple rounds like he did with Tomas, with no need for breaks except for water. The men lusted him for his physique, youthful endurance and the powerful thrusts he made with his member and hips. Many of them hoping to see him again and continued to message him on social media.
Joshua finally rested at a bar. He had finished his American cheese burger and a healthy kale salad. His seat faced the ocean. The sun was orange, its rays glimmering on his glamorous muscles and on his deep dark brown eyes. He found it hard to imagine a life other than one of hedonism and freedom until his phone rang, revealing it was 6:00 pm.
Shit, it was sunset. There was a notification. Not from Telegram. It was Grindr. It was from the couple looking for a 3rd account. Thank fucking God.
“Free rn?” The account, likely Joshua, the imposter Jacob, in charge, messaged.
The real Jacob felt himself come back as he replied with a “Yes”. Memories of Adam and their entire relationship together returned, back to the beginning of when they ate undercooked chocolate cheesecake pancakes and had food poisoning the rest of their first date night. He realized that by not being with Adam, he had an affinity that he truly cared and loved him. It followed the old saying of not knowing what really matters until it’s gone. He was so close to getting home and being back with his loving boyfriend.
The account responded with a simple Thumbs-up. It was all Jacob needed as he ran to the hotel, careful to dodge other pedestrians and the rampant tricycles that carried the other tourists and their luggage. The hotel door was unlocked and the room was dark as Jacob entered. He could see Joshua and Adam were sitting on their bed naked.
Jacob introduced himself as ‘Joshua’ to the both of them, taking notable excitement in Adam. Without much speaking, likely from Adam’s awareness of the language barrier, they fucked. Despite Jacob’s attempts of meshing in between them, he was always pushed aside by both of them, always topping but never in the middle. Despite not bottoming as Jacob usually did with his boyfriend, the sex between them was spectacular, as he filled them up with bucket loads of his semen. His kisses with him were the most passionate he ever did in his life. He thrusted with soul and love into him. By the time that Adam fell asleep, the part of the bed they were doing it was soaked in their liquids intermixed with each other.
“Alright,” Jacob panted, sweat covering his glorious body, speaking to his former face, “Let’s swap back, now. I feel it again, thank you.”
Joshua shook his head, “Nope, thank you for giving me your wonderful life and your even better boyfriend. I can’t believe you gave all of it up,” The same grin he had recalled the night before now appeared on his face and mouth. He felt as if a demon possessed his body and was mocking him, it probably was at this point.
“You’re giving me back my body, my life and my boyfriend,” Jacob shouted, looming over his former body.
Joshua looked unimpressed with his threats, yawning slightly, “You should have known better than to trust an Engkanto, let alone of the trickster type,” He simply lied down on the bed and pretended to sleep, cuddling with Adam, in a cruel way of mocking Jacob.
Jacob thought fast, remembering the jar of purple goo in his pocket. He reached out and opened it to find nothing. Scooped empty. Entirely clean like it was never there. Despite his failure, he grabbed his body by the arm, which was lightwork due to his younger and powerful strength, “Swap us, now,” He demanded with rage in his smaller pupils.
Jacob was met with the torment of his own laugh cackling at him, with a deep undertone that caused shivers, like his original body was being corrupted, "You think you were clever thinking you could use the purple jelly against me?”
“But I shook it around earlier and I heard it. I didn’t lose or misplace it in between now and then” Jacob's skin grew bumpy from the goosebumps. He felt like he was in a nightmare, his stomach turning on itself as his old face morphed.
“Don’t forget I’m a trickster.” His grin grew unnaturally big, like his mouth was too big on his own face. “I like the attempt though, you really want to swap back. But I did notice how much fun you had in my body. I think even more than I did with your own body and your awesome boyfriend!”
“I just want to be back in my own body and be back with Adam. Nothing more! I want my life back, Joshua!!" Jacob screamed, hoping it would wake Adam up, but he didn’t.
“Joshua? I think you hit your head or something cause that’s your name, not mine. I’m Jacob,” His body taunted before he started to mutter an ancient language. Some remnants of it sounded Tagalog but the others sounded ancient, it was not human in origin.
“W-what, no. Don’t lie to me, Joshua, Jac—“ Jacob stopped speaking as he felt his own self merging with Joshua’s body. He looked at his own Jacob's face. He felt increasingly dizzy, as Jacob helped sit him down, who explained that he had fucked a bit too hard for his own good. Despite how hard he tried to shun him out, Joshua-Jacob’s post-college years of working in the field of marketing in America mutated into times living between popular touristy areas in the Philippines, only able to afford them from his OnlyFans income and sugar daddy money. His own personality and thoughts replaced by that of Joshua, as the familiar shock of testosterone and libido electrified his body. It caused Joshua to get a hard on and passionately kiss Jacob.
Jacob offered no resistance, allowing Joshua to feel every spot on his body with his tongue. It didn’t take long for Jacob to get onto his position with his jiggling white ass up in the air. Joshua slid in with ease, relentlessly hitting his prostate and causing the both of them to finish within minutes. In the release of his semen, the remnants of Jacob’s consciousness and personality drained out of his body. The transformation was complete. Joshua finished, collapsing on the soft mattress on his back, his bulky chest rising up and down. Jacob was generous enough to hand him a water bottle from America.
“Thank you, Kuya Jacob,” Joshua said as he gulped down his water, spilling some onto his abs and then using a clean towel to dry it up, “You guys are leaving for America tomorrow morning?”
Jacob nodded, as his supernatural grin turned into a generous smile. “Yeah. Don’t worry. I’ll let you know the next time we vacation here.”
Joshua whispered as he put on his shorts and black jersey, “Congrats on your future engagement. You two would make amazing husbands. You’re always welcome here in the Philippines!” He smiled.
“You’re a good young guy. Get home safe,” said Jacob, waving goodbye as he cuddled with Adam.
Joshua left the hotel with hope for the next day, with many collaborations and hookups he was going to perform that day as part of his typical life. The notion of finding a guy and settling down was foreign and too weird to him. Why should he only stay with one guy when he had such an irresistible and young body? He was young and he needed to enjoy that and pleasure himself.
Silly boy! Yesterday you foolishly came to my hotel room. You let me tie you to the bed. I gagged you without fuss, then as you shook your head no, I flooded your hole with my baby makers. You are knocked up! You will have my baby. Now to lock your cock permanently!!
John met his “new drinking buddy” Rob in the hotel bar the first night of the conference. The big man said he was an ex-marine - and he looked the part - muscular, high and tight hair cut, fit guy. And he seemed like a good guy as the two men struck up a conversation about playing high school ball, the Patriots, women, the usual.
Pretty hammered by closing, his new buddy offered to help him back to his room. John didn’t even remember the last-call drink his new friend offered to buy him - “for his drinking buddy”.
Back at the room, John was out quickly. He came to a little later…groggy…disoriented. He found himself on his stomach, a dull ache in his arms and wrists. He tried to move, but his arms were strapped behind his back in some sort of harness. He felt a thick leather collar around his neck. “What the fuck” he said as he slowly became aware of his predicament. He was stripped naked…tied up in a leather harness. He tried to move his legs, but they were spread wide and his ankles were secured to either end of a bar.
As he eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw Rob standing over him - watching him struggle. “Bro..what the fuck?!” “What’s going on?!!” Rob was wearing some kind of leather bondage gear. John had seen some on the web - a leather harness, leather pants, boots - the whole thing. The ex-marine was rubbing a large bulge at his crotch…just staring at John. “untie me, man…what the fuck….I’m not into this scene….untie me.” John bucked wildly now, trying to free himself, but he was expertly restrained.
“That’s it big guy…fight it..Damn, I thought you had a nice body last night - but your ass looks so good all tied up and struggling. I can tell you’ve been working out.”. Rob placed a hand on John’s head. “I’m gonna have to gag you now, bro. You’re a fighter and I like that, but these walls are thin. Yeah..I’ve got just the gag for you”. John was sweating now….writhing….fighting…"NO!!…NO!!!!!!! WAIT!….. PLLUUHHHHHHH!!!!!“. Rob quickly stuffed a large red ball into his captive’s mouth completely filling it - and strapped it tightly in place - securing this device at the back of his head.
“There. Nice, buddy.”. John watched in horror as Rob set a large black leather duffel bag on the bed across the room. He started to pull stuff out - coils of rope, leather straps and harnesses, a leather hood, dildos and what looked like big black plugs… paddles…stuff he couldn’t recognize….
“It is a little challenging in this hotel room, but I think I can keep you entertained for the weekend….and if you’re a good boi….maybe I’ll take you back to my place….heheheh" John was moaning now….as he watched Rob walk over and place a Do Not Disturb sign on the door….
