Date: Mon, 20 Jul 2015 15:45:20 +0200 From: Don Major Subject: Pit Club The following story is a complete work of fiction: Pit Club does not exist...or at least only in my mind. I hope you enjoy the story...if you'd like a particular scene enacting in one of the pits let me know and I'll see what I can do. And please donate to nifty to keep this amazing site open... After many months of slow, cautious contacts, and the exchange of a frightening amount of money via BitCoin, I had received a message that I could now attend Pit Club. I was to be collected at 6.00pm on a Friday evening, blindfolded, and driven to a secret location for the weekend. It was made clear to me that absolute and total discretion and confidentiality was expected and offered: the location of the club changed from month to month, and no member was allowed to swap contact details. I arrived in the dark at a windswept location - was that the sea I could hear in the distance? - and was ushered into what seemed to be a huge, old barn. Once inside, my blindfold was removed and a young man handed me a drink, smiling beautifully as he did so. "Welcome, Jim" (how did he know my name?) - "this is your first weekend at Pit Club. Please take off all your clothes and leave them in the locker-room. Erections are mandatory (he grinned as he said this) and DVDs of the weekend's pleasures will be available from Sunday lunchtime. Shows commence every 30 minutes - please respect others' pleasures, and if you don't like what is happening in one pit, just wait for the next show to start. There are 4 pits in the club - and you will see which one is active at any one time because it will be lit up. Drinks are included in your membership and you are free to use other drugs of your own choice - and you can stay as long as you like: beds are available in dorms out back if you need them. Enjoy, Jim!" And with that he was gone... In the locker-room, I did as instucted and removed all my clothes. My cock was already hard and wet with the expectation of what lay ahead, and although I felt an instinct to hide it, I also realised that doing so was futile, and pointless given why I was here and what I'd paid a shed-load of money for. I knew already that there would be other men just like me here - men with desires and lusts that are not easily acknowledge and explored. The screening process to join Pit Club had been exhaustive and exhausting, involving any email exchanges, Skype exchanges, and umpteen screening processes to make sure I was genuine. Now - unbelieveably - I was here. Naked, hard and ready... I emerged from the locker room, taking in the scene around me. A vast space - low lighting - men moving around, most hard and wanking. Around the walls, large screens, all blank at present, and set into the floor, a series of pits: spaces dug into the floor and surrounded by railings and seating. A bar. That was it. In the first pit, as my eyes grew accustomed to the lighting, I saw a man, about 25, large, shaven headed, naked apart from a pair of brilliantly white briefs. He was pure muscle - not in a gym-built kind of way: rather, he looked like he could be a workman or someone used to outdoors work where muscle was acquired in a natural way so that it became an integral part of his frame. He had some tattoos on one arm - not something I normally find appealing, but in his case they just added to his general air of solid masculinity and sexiness. My cock spontaneously leaked a large drip of precum onto the floor and I began to rub my own juiciness. He was sat sprawled in an old, gold-coloured velvet armchair which had seen better days but which did the job of supporting his massive frame. He feet were turned inwards towards each other, soles touching, and he was smoking something which - even from the distance I was stood at - smelt aromatic and spacey. One hand was shoved into his briefs and he was unashamedly masturbating himself under their cover, totally indifferent to the crowd of us who were watching - and who were naked and masturbating too. His head was thrown back over the armchair and he was slowly, sensually blowing smoke into the air as he jacked himself... His body was virtually hairless, apart from his legs where fine black hair began to appear about half-way down his thighs. His abdomen was muscly and taut...the biceps in his arms flexed lazily as he either lifted the joint to his lips, or slowly continued stroking his cock. From in front of the chair where he was sitting, a door opened, and I saw a young boy being gently pushed into the pit. He looked very young and very anxious as he emerged into the light - he was staring wide-eyed around him and he obviously didn't realise immediately that he was being ogled by the crowd of men standing at the edge of the pit. The guy in the chair was sat more or less opposite him and so the first thing the boy would have seen was this massive, nearly naked man, smoking and masturbating. The man groaned with lust when he saw the boy - a blonde curly headed angel dressed only in tight light blue underpants, his body hairless and skinny. Around me, I could sense the tension rise, and hear the sound of cocks being wanked harder - a wet, slapping sound - and breath coming harder and faster too. Down in the pit, the man caught the eye of the boy and with an almost imperceptible movement of his head beckoned him towards him. The boy moved unsteadily and uncertainly towards him - the man parted his feet and the boy moved in between his thighs so that he was facing the man's crotch. With a quick movement of his hand, and a fast lift of his hips, the man pulled down his briefs, releasing what can only be described as a monster-cock - literally a pole of meat about 12 inches long - massive, wet and obscene. The men watching from the edge of the pit groaned with lust - there was a collective hiss of desire - and several murmurs of 'fucking hell', 'oh my god' and other similar indications of depraved pleasure ensued. How on earth a boy of that age would be able to do anything with that cock seemed unimaginable. Even the man himself was obviously finding it tough going to keep a hold of his own massive meat, wet and slimy as it was... Now the man reached down to the boy and as easily as if the boy had been a doll, pushed him onto his knees so that his cock was directly in line with the boy's face. The man settled further down into the armchair so that he could push his cock and balls more easily towards the boy's mouth...and without any further prompting, as though he knew exactly what was expected of him, the boy simply opened his mouth and with both tiny hands grasping the thick monster that was bouncing in front of him, guided the man's bellend into his mouth. 'Fucking hell' the man next to me said, turning to smirk at me...'Look up at the screens now'.... I glanced away from the living reality, to the high definition screens that surrounded us: someone was obviously filming this from a hidden location in the pit's walls. There on the screen was an intense close-up of the boy with his tongue gently lapping at the man's cock-head: he was looking up, with his blue eyes, directly into the man's face, quite clearly seeking approval for his technique. I shifted my gaze back to the pit: it was unbelievable to see this massive, massive cock being held by a boy who could barely get both his hands round it. There was no way the boy would be able to take anything at all into his mouth -his lips were already stretched tight and he could barely get the tip of the bellend into it. None of this seemed to bother the hunk in the chair. As the boy licked, he was now masturbating more strongly - pulling his foreskin back to reveal a beautiful, slimy bellend. I glanced at the screens again: 'Fuck me' I hear myself gasp...the close-up shot of the boy's tongue on the cock was simply amazing. Beautiful - obscene - but beautiful.... This scene - a fit, muscled man with a huge cock, being serviced by a beautiful, innocent boy - was something I'd dreamed of seeing many times - could this be for real? The man was really going for it now - groaning, moaning and starting to buck with his hips. With his free hand he continued to smoke his joint and in between drags, reached down to pull the boys mouth as hard as he could onto his meat. The boy was clearly struggling to breathe now - going red in the face - and when I looked at the screens, I could clearly see precum all over the boy's face - on his nose, forehead and - most arousingly of all - on his eyes. The man's cock was really so huge that the amount of precum leaking from it was starting to dribble onto the boy's face...it looked sticky, and the boy was trying his hardest to lick as much of it as possible into his mouth, gulping wildly to try to take in everything the man was producing. Where had this boy learned to be so enthusiastic about sex, and to be so damn good at it? The way the boy was kneeling made his briefs stretch tight over his little bum, and on a screen, a cameraman was obviously enjoying focusing in on the perfect bubble-bum encased in light blue. As the boy continued to lick the man's cock, the man sat forward in the armchair and reached down over his back. Slowly, he slid his hand down into the boy's briefs - which were barely big enough to conceal the man's huge hand. More groans of lust from around me as we watched on the screen as the man clearly began to finger the boy's crack. The boy's body stiffened as one of the man's fingers found his hole and began to circle around it... Oh god..what a sight. The boy kneeling, licking away still at the cock which was the size of a cattle-prod, face dribbled with precum, and the man, leaning forward and starting to feel around his bum... The man roughly pushed the boy away from his cock, leaving a long, sticky string of precum between the bellend and the boys mouth. He stood. And then, moving behind the boy, lifted him, face down and on all fours, onto the seat of the armchair. The man's cock was bouncing as he moved - I felt my own mouth open with desire at the sight of it... I wanted to be down there, licking the man's cock - and the boy's cunt... Now the man put both hands on the boy's ass and, feeling under the soft blue material, gently pulled the boy's briefs down to his knees, revealing a hairless, pink crack and a beautiful bubble-butt. The camera was quick to zoom in on the naked, kneeling boy..more wanking around me, and some men were unable to hold on any longer, simply releasing themselves with loud, lustful cries and intense cumloads shot onto the floor. Now the man was wanking himself hard over the boy's bum and back, and he was starting to rub his cock against the boy's hole, pushing the sticky head against the smooth, tite rosebud. The boy was looking back over his shoulder at the man; he looked scared, and as the bellend slid up and down his crack, the boy was trying to move his hips away from the massive instrument. But the man held onto the boy's hips and pulled him - not that gently - back towards his cock. Clearly, there was no way that cock would ever get inside the boy, but that wasn't going to stop the man rubbing it against the cunt, and bringing himself off over it. The man's head was back now...his legs were tight, muscles bunching in his thighs...as he brought himself close to climax. His right hand was pumping his meat relentlessly, a blur of movement, and his left hand pulled the boy roughly back onto himself. The screen showed that the bellend of the cock had managed to penetrate the boy's cunt a bit - nowhere near enough to get inside, but definitely enough for the boy to now be crying out what was clearly 'No, please, no' but in a language I didn't understand. Now it was eruption time. The man spun the boy over onto his back, and staggered forwards so that his cock was spurting straight into and onto the boy's face: reaching down, he forced the boy's jaw open so that most of the cum was delivered right into his mouth. But there was a huge amount of cum, far more than the boy could swallow: a lot of it gushed out of his mouth, but as the man forced his cock into the boy's mouth, the boy snorted cum out of his nostrils too. Cum dripped from his hair and blinded his beautiful blue eyes...and the camera was catching all of this in the most amazing detail for us all to watch again as often as we liked. Around me, man after man was shooting now, reaching orgasm after orgasm. I could smell the combined loads of at least 15 men of all ages being spurted out. Watching the boy's face on the screen, covered in man-jizz, I knew I could hold back no longer, my hand on my cock moving faster and faster, my bellend exquisitely sensitised and when I shot, it felt like an electric jolt through my entire body: there is simply nothing as intense as cumming to the sight of a boy being used by a man who knows exactly what he wants and won't hold back until he has had it. All around, moans of spent lust and murmurs of 'fuck me', 'so damn hot'... and the lights in the pit began to dim. I saw the man pick the boy up, quite gently now, and lift him into his arms. They walked out of the pit, naked together, to a round of applause and cries of 'Hell YES!' Although I felt that I had shot every drop of cum in my body, and I knew I definitely needed some time out before I'd be ready again, I noticed that the lights were coming up in another pit, about 10 yards away. Already, other men were drifting towards it and I followed. Now what was going go happen..? Hope you have enjoyed the story so far. Donmajor122@mail.com for comments/suggestions for further pit scenes.