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PART THREE
A couple of new guys were in the locker room when we walked back through, in various stages of undress. The one guy was going very slowly, taking his time undressing, and not rushing to wrap his towel around his waist. Obviously, he had been here before, or at the least, he did not have any inhibitions about being nude. The other guy looked very nervous, darting around, trying to remain covered at all times. I saw how ridiculous I must have looked just a short time ago.
The nervous guy looked about 10, but was probably 18 or 19. The light brown hair on his head seemed to be the only hair on his body. Thin, taut, and smooth -- just perfect. The other guy was a little older, I'd say about 30. His eyes hadn't left the twink since Todd and I walked in. The twink had finished undressing, pulling his underwear out from under his towel.
He caught my eye for a moment and I smiled. Unconsciously, I reached down to grab my dick. He blushed. The other guy was watching all this and made his move. He yanked off the twink's towel in a quick snap. Before he could protest, the impressive piece was down the other guy's throat. His eyes rolled back in his head as the guy took good care of that hairless cock. In and out, in and out it went. The twink rested his hand on the guy's head nervously. I know he wanted to take it and fuck that guy's face hard, but seemed to timid to make the first move. Todd and I decided to help him out.
I got behind the twink and caressed his adorable cheeks as Todd straddled the other guy, replacing the twink's hand with his own. Holding him still, Todd winked at me. That was my cue to begin to move the twink in and out. Letting the twink take over after a while, I couldn't resist tasting that young ass. He moaned softly as my tongue entered his hole. Resisting at first, the sweet-tasting ring soon gave in to pleasure and welcomed my tongue, begging for more.
Being so young, he couldn't last forever. Without warning, he was pumping the other guy full of twink-seed. His ring constricted my tongue in time with his shots and eventually pushed it the whole way out. He looked like he was going to collapse, so I eased him down to a bench. Todd stood up and the other guy went away without a word. I leaned down to the twink and whispered in his ear, "I'm Erich, come find us later."
His head quickly turned and he gave me a small peck on the lips. "I'm Carter, and count on it."
Todd motioned with his head for me to follow, so we went past the door to the stairway, and continued through the locker room to the actual gym part of the bathhouse. Only a handful of guys were working out -- you could get a better workout elsewhere at this time of day. I recognized one of the guys, Tim, from the bar so I walked up to him, and introduced Todd. He was a little younger than me, only 25 or so, had deep brown eyes, medium-brown hair, and was practically covered in hair. Usually I like them smooth, but I found myself very attracted to Tim. I tried to make conversation so I could stop staring at his chest and bulge -- which looked promising.
"You actually work out here Tim?"
"It's pretty cool here Erich," Tim said. "For the cost of the monthly fee to the bathhouse, the gym stuff is included. You can work your abs and your dick at the same time."
Todd and I looked around the rest of the gym area, leaving Tim to finish his workout. We found a sitting area overlooking the rowing machines, and sat there for a while. We talked about the typical first date stuff, trying to get to know each other. Yeah, typical first date, except we had already had sex. Todd told me all about himself -- he had just finished graduate school for his Master's and recently returned to start a new job.
During this small talk, our hands were not still. Mine were rubbing up and down his thigh, and his were sliding over my smooth, taut chest. The signs throughout the gym said "No Sex" so we decided to move along. Though it was his second time here, Todd had never been up to the fifth or sixth floors, I found out. So heading up to five seemed like a good idea.
We said goodbye to Tim on out way through the gym. He replied with a wink and a package-grab. It looked very tasty, but I kept going. I wasn't sure of what was going to happen with Todd. He was so my type! Was it common to just find a buddy to whore around the bathhouse with? Or, did this mean he liked me? I don't know. All I knew was that if he asked me to leave with him, I probably would have.
We went up the red-lit stairs, Todd in front. I couldn't resist grabbing his towel-covered ass and massaging those delectable cheeks. This brought him to a stop. He was a few steps in front on me, so my face was just at his crack. He leaned back, and I began to bite lightly through the towel. A small moan escaped from his pouty lips when I reached around him and felt his hardening cock. The sound of a distant door opening broke our bubble, and Todd reluctantly resumed his march upward.
On the fifth floor, the door opened to a little room. Almost like a waiting room. A few chairs and tables were the only furniture. Each wall held a door. I felt like I was on "Let's Make a Deal." A few guys sat around smoking. I could smell pot as well as tobacco. While I'll do poppers (I don't really consider that a drug) I can't stand pot. I don't mind if someone does it, but I hate being around it. Saying that to Todd in a whisper, he asked me which door we should take. Since we both couldn't decided, we just walked straight ahead to the door opposite the stairway door.
Once through the door, we were in a narrow, windowless hallway, lit only by that same red light. About 20 feet in, the hallway turned sharply to the right and seemed to continue on forever. Somehow feeling that we shouldn't be in here, we eagerly marched onwards, but slowly. We were walking pressed to each other: him in front with my hand on his dick; me in back, with my dick in his ass crack. The hall was painted a matte black, and with the red lights, I got the fleeting image of being in a submarine. However, the moaning and grunting coming from the other side of the wall quickly were far different than sonar pings.
We stopped to listen to a bit. Since the hallway had come out about 20 feet then turned right, I guessed we were bypassing the room that the door on the right led to. It sounded like many guys were in that room, or rooms, and that they were having a lot of fun. Intrigued but intent on finishing with this hallway, we walked on and through the door.
Our eyes had to adjust to this bright space. A giant hot tub was in the middle, surrounded on three sides by walls of doors, the forth wall being that of the room we had just bypassed. About ten guys, of all ages and forms, were in the hot tub. A few smiled or nodded at Todd and me. Some benches lined the wall by the noisy room, so we sat down to figure out what to do next.
A few of the guys were cute so we got in the tub. Everyone was very friendly and we made small talk. You know, kind of bar talk, except no one had a cocktail and we were all naked. Todd was sitting right next to me, and he started to rub my thigh. I glanced over at him and he just winked. Soon his hand moved to my rod, and paying attention to the conversations around me was getting just as hard as my 9.5-inch cock.
I shifted my legs to give him better access. He now had both hands going, alternating between my cock and balls. The guy next to me moved a little closer, and soon his hands were working on my chest. He was about 35, usually too old for me, but he was built. His mouth moved to my nipple and sucked with experience. Todd stood up, got right in front of me and hefted me out of the water onto the rim.
In a flash, he was sucking my cock. The other guy went to kiss me, but I turned my head away. He must not have been offended because he just moved to my other nipple. My hand found the back of his head and I grinded his face into my chest, nipple-fucking him with a passion. Soon another guy stood behind Todd, who was still in the water. He knelt down and began to eat Todd's ass. He was doing a good job; I could feel Todd moan as his mouth slid up and down my shaft.
The guy beside me moved down to my dick, sucking my balls as Todd sucked my shaft. Todd let him take over and moved up to stick his own dick in my mouth. I loved sucking his dick. Smaller than mine, though not by much, it was the perfect shape. He fucked his hips in a slow fashion, allowing me enough time to lick and worship the whole length with each thrust.
A new sensation flooded my dick. I knew in an instant that someone was now sitting on it. But I was too wrapped up in sucking Todd to even look. After a minute or two, the guy began to match Todd's movement. My dick was entering a nice warm hole just as Todd's was sliding out of my mouth. I was getting close: the heat, the nice ass, Todd; they were all working against me.
I grunted to let the bottom know what was coming, so to speak. In response, he sped up his fucking, slamming himself on my pelvis with every thrust. Still sucking Todd's dick, I couldn't scream out like I felt I needed to, so I let my dick do the screaming for me. Shot after shot of my thick creamy cum filled that ass. Just as I was relaxing from my exertion, Todd whipped out of my mouth and I felt the bottom fly off my dick. Todd pushed me back on the rim, lifted my legs and shoved his dick between my cheeks.
I looked up at him; his faced was flushed with passion and want. His eyes asked if it was ok, and I flexed my cheeks for an answer. Not needing to be told twice, he entered. The pain shot through my body, hitting every pore and nerve I had. Todd stopped, let me adjust, and then pushed on. Once the whole way in, he stopped again, gasping as a dick was shoved up his ass.
A couple more guys joined the chain and soon we were moving in ways I thought only existed in Falcon DVDs. Despite having just cum a ton up some unknown guy's ass, Little Erich was stirring again. I don't bottom often and can't always stay hard when I am bottoming, but Todd was doing such incredible things to my ass. He hit my prostate with every stroke. And when he was completely in, I could feel the weight of the whole chain pushing him in farther. Grunts, groans, and screams filled the room as the guys started shooting. Todd leaned down and we kissed full on the lips as he shot up my willing ass.
The chain slowly broke apart, some guys leaving, some sitting to rest in the tub. Todd and I were the last to break. We just slid back down in the hot water. Exhausted, we sat there intertwined, his head up against mine. Lost in our own thoughts, it took me a minute to understand that someone was speaking to me.
"I said, it's really cool that you two come here. It'd be awesome to have a boyfriend to play like this with," the guy who sucked my nipples was saying. Todd and I glanced at each, part in shock, part in longing.
I was just ready to correct this misconception when I heard an announcement over the PA. "Locker 173, your room is available." Saved by the bell.
"That's us," I said to Todd. "We better go." He looked like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. We said goodbye to the hot tub guys and hurried out of there. For some reason that question really hit a funny chord with me. I saw Jeff just as he came into the locker room from the stairwell. "I see you found a friend," he said with a wink.
TO BE CONTINED...
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