"After two weeks without setting foot in Double Side in LYON, I was like a volcano ready to explode, my cock on fire and my balls full to bursting. I had let the pressure build, and that night, I was so hot I could barely stay still. When I arrived at the sauna, I laughed when I saw a guy trip over his leather thong while trying to show off near the bar. It immediately put me in the mood: tonight was going to be dirty, and I was there for it. I took a quick tour, the smell of chlorine and sweat already getting to my head. In the jacuzzi, a burly guy in his thirties grabbed me with a friendly smile. We chatted, bubbles against our skin, his hand brushing my thigh underwater. He was cool, but my body was screaming for more vice. After an exchange of pleasantries, I politely left him to go hunting, my cock already half hard in my boxers. In a cozy corner, a guy in his fifties, stocky, hairy, with a predatory look, accosted me. He pulled me into a dark cubicle, and there it was. His rough hands ripped off my boxers, and I dove for his cock, thick and sweet-smelling, sucking it like a hungry man. He growled, grabbing my hair, guiding me to swallow him to the hilt. Then he turned me around, his lubricated fingers searching my ass, making me moan like a slut. He took me against the partition, his stiff cock pounding me at a steady rhythm, my moans muffled by the sound of bodies slapping together. We came almost simultaneously, him with a hoarse grunt, me splashing the floor. We exchanged names—Marc—before separating, still out of breath. But the call of glory hole, that legendary Double Side thing, made me hard again. A central booth, surrounded by two others, closable from the inside, promised something dirty. I entered, curious, my cock throbbing. I barely wanted to leave when a very stiff cock slid through a hole, thick, veiny, shiny. My heart raced. I slammed the door shut and threw myself on it, my mouth greedily engulfing it, my tongue dancing over its head, tasting its salty pre-cum. Another guy, behind, slid his cock through the other hole. I reached out, jerking him off with a firm gesture, alternating between sucking one and stroking the other. Their moans came through the partitions, turning me on thoroughly. I presented my own cock to a hole, and a warm mouth sucked me in, making me groan with pleasure, my hips pushing against the wall. Five minutes later, still shaking, I left the glory hole, ready to go back in. But Marc, the guy from earlier, intercepted me, a vicious glint in his eyes.“Follow me,” he whispered, his hand ...

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