Blue Balls

Everything that happened, and I mean everything, you can blame on that woman!Sometimes, women are just more trouble than they're worth. I thought I was being clever by visiting a strip club just to get a quick fix, but after they shook my pockets clean of change, I was left high and dry with a raging desire throbbing away in my pants. Stopping off at this sex shop on the way back to my hotel, I got considerably more than I bargained for from a couple of helpful men...
WARNING: Blue Balls is a 4300+ word gay hardcore erotic short story, featuring a trip to a strip club then a stop at a sex shop with an abundance of men...and glory holes. EXCERPT:So anyway, I walked in and it was, uh. Well, you know. It smelt of sex, really nasty sex. Cum, piss, fags, latex, lube, leather, even chlorine. I mean, I felt dirty just walking in. It made me feel really dirty, ready to have some filthy sex with any nasty that came my way.