Cruisebar - Going to the Vault

Spring seems to have gone into hibernation again in London, and yesterday must have been the most depressing day of the year in terms of the weather out there. It was cold, raining and windy - everything that makes me want to leave London and set up camp in hot and sunny place. To add to my misery, I had nothing planned for the evening, and so was facing the prospect of going home after work to a feast of ready meal and Emmerdale or coming up with something else. I decided to give a night in a miss, or at least postpone it, and go down to the Vault bar - a cruise bar located just north of Soho. They normally have themed nights, such as the naked night Stripped, which would have been a little more appealing I thought, but as Tuesday must be the lamest day in terms of gays about town, the evening was nothing, as in no dress- or undress code.
When I entered the place, it was a little empty, with only a few guys at the bar. I checked in my jacket and started to have a look around. Places like this always excite me, the feeling of men having sex with each other makes them somehow feel special to me, and I was immediately rock hard. The bar area of the Vault is the only place that is really fairly well lit, the rest is a kind of "donut shaped" darkroom, with some private cabins, a few open vaults and a few camouflage nets.
First, I had a drink at the bar checking out the other men that were there with me. None of them immediately made me want to go off with them, but everyone seemed ok enough to play with after a drink or two. Eventually I wondered away from the bar and into the dimly lit darkroom area. It wasn't overly busy, so most men seemed to hang around the bar and wait for someone they fancy to follow.
At the far end of the room is a small play area, with leather boxes with different heights. On one of them was a young guy in a jock getting fucked by a older bear. I stopped and watched the scene. Although neither was really attractive I was getting increasingly turned on by what I saw, and so I didn't resist when a hand grabbed my jeans from behind and started to open them. I was slowly pushed away from the two guys and a maybe 45 year old guy started to suck me off gently, while I continued to watch the two others playing.
After only a short while, another guy joined us, and started to pull down my jeans to my ankles and rim me, while some others gathered around us and started to watch. The guy behind me took off my t-shirt and one of the spectators started to play with my chest. I remained still, enjoying the guys playing with me while some other guys started to jack off at the scene.
After a few minutes I saw a really attractive, tall guy join the spectators. He, too, unbuttoned his jeans and started to play as I looked towards him, hoping he would come a little closer. The guy had curly hair, a lean body as far as I could tell and was maybe in his late twenties. After hesitating a bit, he ventured closer and we started to kiss. The kissing was gentle and almost loving, something that felt amazing in contrast to the increasingly rough but deeply pleasurable movements the guy sucking my cock was performing. I gently pushed the young guy towards a fairly high box immediately behind me, and gestured him to get on the box, so that I could reach his cock while I continued to be sucked and rimmed by the other two guys. He gently obliged, and I started to suck his long, uncut dick, feeling how it pulsated every time I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth. I pushed up his t-shirt, admiring his sporty physique. He was now groaning with pleasure and after a few minutes climaxed by shooting loads of cum over his flat stomach and chest. He slid from the box, and started kissing me again softly and caring, while starting to push the head of the guy sucking me deeper and deeper. After just a few pushes I was ready to shoot and unloaded, barely noticing the by now maybe a dozen guys standing around us watching the scene. I came with with full force, while the sexy guy gently played with my nipples and kissed me.
After this, I looked at the watch and was stunned that we must have been playing for about an hour and a half. I left the bar and made my way home. What a great evening I had! Now all I need is spring to return!