When corporate attorney Max Von Sneal is sent to Melbourne Castle two weeks before Christmas, he expects to deliver his financial news to the reigning monarch and return home the following day--but an unexpected snafu arises extending his stay. There are rumors that the old castle is haunted but Max isn’t easily taken in by gossip--until he is gripped by the eerie feeling that he isn’t alone in his room--or that the blurry face he glimpsed in the mirror is the result of too much wine. Deciding he should find companionship to pass the time--and take his mind off any unexplained happenings--he makes inquiries that result in an invitation to a private party. Looking forward to some physical contact, he is escorted to the dungeon of the castle. The chamber isn’t exactly to Max’s liking--it is dank and odoriferous--but there are plenty of people to have sex with--including the eerie apparition that haunts the castle.
A light flickered, a hinge squeaked and a room opened up before him. Max blinked his eyes against the sudden intrusion of yellow light. He stared into the opening, identifying a rough walled chamber with a stone floor and sconces mounted to three different walls. Torches blazed, their yellow flames licking upward along the rough wall. Sonja urged him into the room, taking his hand and leading the way.
Movement to his left caught his attention. As Sonja drew him into the room and his eyes became somewhat accustomed to the flickering lights of the torches, he was able to make out a number of items, one of which was a low chaise lounge. He paused his shuffling feet as he made out the two male bodies atop the low couch. The young waiter he had solicited the invitation from in the restaurant and his lover, were naked, kissing, fondling. A tangle of arms and legs and naked flesh glistening with sweat reflected the illuminating glow of the torches. His interest was piqued immediately.
"You can watch if you like," Sonja informed him with a soft chuckle. "It won't bother either one of them in the least. And should you wish to join them, strip and climb on the bed."
Max drew in a quick breath at her words. He glanced in her direction, but being so intrigued by the sex act going on right before him he quickly turned his gaze back to the pair. The urge to join them grew strong within him but the idea that he could watch them held a bit more interest at the moment.
The young men moaned and fondled each other's cocks. The play of light across their naked bodies brought a measure of eroticism to the foreplay. Tall thick cocks standing erect and engorged with male juice reflected the amber glow with enticing shadows. Max flexed his fingers. He wanted to touch, to fondle the bare cocks. He licked his lips, the urge to suck one of the cocks into his mouth rose up inside him.
