Check out what's behind the curtain

From Create Your Own Story

As you walk toward the curtained area, you notice quite a few eyes following you - the muscular guy in the harness near the stage, the guy in the wifebeater and his friends in the booth, and a guy sitting at one of the tables who makes it obvious he's looking at you. He's about forty, you figure, with short salt-and-pepper hair. He's clean cut with a trim beard, built stocky, and wearing a plain white collared shirt and jeans. If he'd chosen flannel plaid instead, you can't help but think, he'd be a quintessential bear. You hesitate a moment while you're walking, but then realize you've got no graceful way to go anywhere else now. Plucking up your courage, you push through the curtain.

You pause once you’re inside, a little stunned at the scene. The room is painted black, but the bright lights illuminate the room clearly. It's also got a couple of red lights in the ceiling, though they're not doing much. There are couches all around the outside walls, none of which look particularly clean. You move deeper into the room and realize that the stains are obviously a mix of lube and cum. In the center of the room, you see a sling suspended from four chains anchored into the ceiling. Off near the back of the room, there's a wooden stocks, with a raised platform in front of where it stands.

You're in a back room, you realize. Where guys go to have anonymous sex.

You're just about to back out through the curtain again when something strange happens.

The while lights go out. The room is suddenly only lit by the dim red bulbs.

“It’s Friday night!” a man’s voice announces over some sort of speaker. “Time for Blackout at the Midtown Pub!”

On the other side of the curtain, there are cheers. You look around, torn, and then hear the sound of the curtain flap. You turn, catching just a glimpse of the outline of a big man as he steps into the room. You freeze, and see his head move as he scans the room - it's the forty-something guy in the collared shirt. When he sees you, he smiles - you can see his teeth in the dim light - and then he starts toward you.

Behind him, the curtains start to open and close again and again as the back room begins to fill up.


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