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If this story isn't as exciting as you're used to, that's probably because it's completely true.
Bath House Adventures Part 1 By sysiphuswyeast
A Monday Night Adventure
I had work in the city last Monday and took the opportunity to meet up with a guy I met on an internet personals site. After work, I downed half a Viagra and headed over to Rods place. Rod's a little older than me, but he keeps himself in decent shape and keeps his body nice and smooth. I like that. It turns out that most of the (few) guys I've met with don't make me cum, but Rod did the first time we met. I like that too.
He met me at the door shirtless, having just got home from the gym. I handed him a bottle of wine and he gave me a big kiss. I didn't like that so much, standing on the step with the door wide open. But what the hell-no one in that neighborhood would know me... probably...
Pushing on inside, and closing the door, we poured some wine and sat on the couch to chat a little. It turned out that Rod only had an hour or two to spare, so I stripped off my shirt and moved a little closer. We spent a few minutes playing with each others nipples, then I moved in for a taste. I nibbled one little nub, then the other. Flicking them lightly with my tongue, I moved over and left a spit trail running down his hard side, then around to his navel, which I cleaned with a few long slow licks. I pulled Rob to his feet and slid his jeans off his hips then helped him step out of them. His hard cock bounced off my chin, but I didn't go for it too quickly. I nibbled on his inner thigh and slowly worked my way upward, tasting his bottom ridge... then one side of his sac, then the other. I tasted an egg-sized ball and sucked it into my mouth. To loud groaning from Rob, I played with one ball, then the other. Finally I licked up the bottom of his stiff cock, flicked my tongue under the head, and took it into my mouth. In one slow move, I sucked his cock into my mouth until my face was pressed against his hard belly. It isn't a very long cock - it just fits into the opening of my throat. I pumped up and down on it, pressing hard with my tongue on the underside and probing the slit. Robs sighs and shivers turned into groans and shudders as I worked some spit onto my finger and slipped it into his asshole. A little probing of his prostate rewarded me with a short gush of pre-cum, which I rolled on my tongue before pumping the cock into my throat a few more times.
With a groan Rob pushed me away and went for my belt buckle. He stripped off my jeans and let my cock spring straight out from my body. Pouncing onto my cock, he licked it up one side, then the other, then took it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around my head a few times, then pushed himself down onto me, taking me deep into his throat. Now it was my turn to groan and shiver. After awhile I sank down onto the rug, and Rob twisted around to lick my ball sack and work on my cock from the bottom side. Working up and down the shaft, he pulled at my skin with his lips and lightly bit on my cock, on my balls, on my head, and scraped his teeth up and down, working furiously with his tongue all the time. My toes were curled tight and I gripped his hair with one hand and the rug with the other.
When I could stand it no longer, I pivoted around so that I could reach Robs crotch and we started a furious sixty-nine. The tongue and teeth closed on my cock again and again, then finally fell back as my deep throating elicited groans and rug-grabbing from Rob. Rocking back on his knees, he pulled out of my mouth and fisted his cock about five or six times before spewing a huge load onto my chest. I sucked on his balls and the base of his cock as his shudders continued until his balls were drained and he collapsed onto me. I rolled us over and humped his chest, lubed by his cum slick between our bodies. Finally I rocked back onto my knees and fisted myself toward climax. Rob had one hand between my legs with a finger up my ass and the other hand working my right nipple. My pecs, biceps, and neck muscles strained as my balls churned and finally ropes of cum spewed out, one after another, splashing onto Robs torso and trickling down his belly. He pulled me down onto him and we slowly slid our cum-slicked stomachs across each other. Finally, I reached for my half-emptied wine glass and handed Robs to him.
As our heartbeats slowed and we came down from the sexual high, we sipped wine and made small talk for a short while.
Then Robs phone rang again. It had been ringing while we were otherwise occupied, but we'd ignored it. Checking the caller-ID, he groaned, "I guess I've got to take this."
Well, Rob was out of time, so I pulled on my clothes, said my goodbyes and headed out to my car. Man, that was a fun session, but kind of short. I didn't really need the Viagra just for that. I'd kind of been hoping for a little fucking, and in fact had taken a series of deep enemas early that morning, just in case. The firmness in my crotch and the smell of cum on my body was getting me hot again. As I headed across the city, toward the highway that would take me home, my thoughts turned to news of a new gay bath house that I'd recently heard about. The concept sort of excited me, but I'd never dared seriously consider going in to such a place. Maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was the Viagra. What the hell... I pulled off at the next exit and turned toward the street with the bath house.
The place looked like a non-descript two-storey office building, with subdued landscaping and a modern look. It was dark, but differed from the other nearby buildings in that the row of parking spaces along the side was full. I found the entrance and went inside to find a small lobby with a service window at one side. A pulsing dance music filled the place with low volume but a big subwoofer somewhere. Ringing the bell eventually brought the attendant - a shirtless young dude with a large bar through one nipple. I paid for a six month membership and a nights locker rental. He filled me in on the house rules and remarked that the place was kind of empty that night, but that was sort of normal for a Monday.
I found my locker and started to disrobe. A young asian guy getting dressed nearby did a double take at me. Following my usual locker-room instincts, I glanced at him only out of the corner of my eye. Stupid. In this place I should have looked at him with a big smile. I was more worried about whether he recognized me from work or something. Maybe it was the dried cum on my chest, maybe it was my half-hard eight-inch cock. I've got kind of an average semi-jock body. I usually have a beer with dinner, but I work out at least every other day. My stomach isn't drum-tight, but from the right angle, you can see my abs. I've been keeping myself shaved smooth all over lately. Anyway, I locked up my stuff and headed for the showers to wash Rob off of me.
Exploring a little, I first came upon the door to a large steam room. Just what I needed to relax my nervousness. Inside it was steamy and very dark. Gradually, I made out a shape quietly lying on the top row near the door and was startled to realize that there was a man at arms reach from me. I stepped across the room to another bench behind a partition and sat down on my towel to relax. Just as my sweat began flowing another shape moved out of the shadows and a large hairy arm casually reached down to my crotch and started pumping my sweat-slicked cock. A big round hairy guy crouched at my feet and began deep throating me.
"Beautiful cock, man," he gasped. Then after about thirty seconds he turned his face up at me and asked, "Will you fuck me?"
Well, bears aren't usually my thing, but as new as this all was to me, it was kind of hard to be rude to the dude that was sucking my cock.
"Sure," I said, without really thinking about it.
Quickly, the guy stood, grabbed my hand and said, "follow me."
We walked down a short hallway lined with cubicles, most of which were empty, until we came to one in which a large leather sling hung from the ceiling. The big guy climbed into the sling, put his feet in the stirrups and offered his ass to me. I took a condom from a bin on the wall and rolled it on. Taking some lube from the dispenser, I clumsily worked a finger into the dudes asshole, then two fingers, working them around. The hole was still pretty tight, but the dude was whispering, "fuck me... fuck me..." So, I pressed the head of my cock against his hole and pushed in. The guy gasped and his hole twitched on my dick. Slowly, with about four short strokes, I sank into him until my body was leaning against the backs of his thighs. I grabbed his legs and pulled to sink the last inch into him. "Oh, god, yes, do me! Do me!" he gasped.
I became aware that another guy was standing to my left stroking his cock and watching. Following my usual locker-room manners, I didn't look at him directly, but it seemed like his dick was at least as long as mine, maybe a little more. Stupid! I should have told him to get behind me and plug in. It was the last decent sized cock I saw all night. No wonder this guy pounced on me when I walked in.
Gradually, we got going in a good rhythm, swinging the sling back and forth so I was effortlessly deep-fucking the big dude. I stroked his cock with one hand and worked the sling or his nipple with the other. His dick was a little short, so I couldn't use my whole fist, but he was thrashing around and getting pretty excited by the whole thing. Here I was, ten minutes after walking in off the street, long-dicking a guy I'd never seen before. I increased the tempo and jack-rabbited him for a bit and his dick exploded in my hand, squirting watery cum over his big belly. His ring spasmed and milked my cock as I pumped him even faster as I rocked up to the brink... and fell back without cuming.
"Hey, thanks for the welcome to the club," I gasped between heaving breaths.
"Hey, thanks for making my trip worthwhile," he replied.
I grabbed my towel and headed back for the showers. After cleaning up, I explored up a different corridor. A couple of naked dudes were cruising the internet on terminals in the hallway. Hell, I can do that at home... I stepped behind a thick vinyl curtain into a pitch dark room. I could see a few dim shapes and had just decided that this must be the "glory hole maze," when a guy stepped up and put one hand on my chest and the other under my towel. Then he grabbed my head and started kissing me. Well, OK, I can take a kiss once in awhile, but this went on and on. And the guy had some kind of little mustache, which is a definite counter-indicator for kissing in my book. Otherwise the guy had a totally smooth body (plus), great legs and a big firm ass (plus, plus), but a big pot belly (minus). His dick was hard and oozing precum (plus) but it only seemed to be about two inches long - I could only get a finger and thumb on it (minus, minus). Anyway, the guy now had my cock in his mouth, so what could I say? After a little sucking, the dude stood up and grabbed my hand.
"Let's go to the chair," he whispered.
"Huh?" I replied, "I've never been here before, I'm still looking around."
"Oh, I'll show you around," he lisped (minus, minus) and swished out into the hallway (minus, minus, minus.)
Still, he did have a great ass to watch. He showed me around the rest of the club and we ended up - big surprise - back in the cubicle with the sling. He hopped up into the sling and said, "Come on, fuck me with that big dick!"
Before I knew it I was once again suited up and banging away at a tight hole. I tried to stroke the guy's dick, but it was just too small to hold on to. Anyway the dude was leaking contstantly, so I rubbed the slime around on his belly and tweaked his nips. After about ten minutes of long-dicking, he started cuming on himself and I pumped away to another not-quite orgasm. I thanked the guy for the fuck and headed for the showers, but he was on me like glue. We shared a shower head, and when I headed for the steam room to relax a bit, he was all over me. I headed back for a cold shower and the guy wrapped himself around me again and moved in for some more kissing. He just wouldn't stop, despite several hints. We stood there like that for probably around ten minutes, but it seemed like an eternity. Several other guys walked by and looked at us for awhile, and they seemed much more interesting than the guy who was pushing his tongue in my mouth.
Finally I got fed up and pushed him back. "I'm going to check out the hot tub," I said.
There was a big screen TV playing some pretty hot porn by the hot tub. Of course, the guy followed along behind me. By this time, there seemed to be nobody else in the corridors. I did want to get fucked, and the guy had been nice enough to show me around, not to mention giving up the booty. So I invited him back to the sling room to take a run at my ass. Unfortunately, he wasn't big enough to achieve penetration, and had some problem keeping the condom rigged, so he just humped against my ass and fingered me for awhile. Well, that was enough of that. I thanked him and walked away, making several turns in the corridors and ended up back in the steam room. I finally seemed to have lost him.
I sweated for about five or ten minutes, then took a cold shower to cool down and then went back in to sweat once more. I hadn't sat down for a minute before another guy came over and grabbed my cock.
"Thanks man," I said, "but I think my cock is all worn out for the night."
"Looks like it's going strong to me," he said.
Sure enough, I was hard again as he bent down to suck my sweaty organ. "Come with me?" he asked, and led me to one of the private cubicles.
This guy was several years older than me, graying a bit and not fat, but not hard-muscled either. A desk-jockey of some sort. (He told me his name, but I forgot - I'm terrible at first introductions.) We laid on the narrow bed and humped for awhile with our dicks between our bellies. This guy too had a small dick, but at least I could get three fingers on it. He wanted to kiss too, but he also had a mustache and smelled like cigarettes, and my jaw was tired, so this time I declined. It wasn't long before he swung his legs up in the air and started begging, "Please fuck me with your beautiful dick.." Sheesh, it always seemed like a pretty ordinary piece of meat to me, but around this place my cock was in pretty hot demand.
"Man, I'm not sure I can fuck again tonight," I apologized.
But in fact the Viagra was still at work as I rolled on another condom and opened up his ass with my fingers. Pulling his ass onto my lap and slinging his feet over my shoulders, I was soon fucking the third stranger of the evening. I fucked him fast, I fucked him slow. I leaned forward and fucked him while chewing on his nipples. He grabbed both of my nips and started twisting while I held his thighs and fucked him hard. It felt great. The tight hot ring of flesh around my cock and the grip of fingers on my nips were like three points of fire on my body, with my panting breath fanning the flames. Now he was pumping his cock with one hand while I pushed his legs toward his chest and fucked faster and faster. I couldn't believe it, but I seemed to be building up to another orgasm.
Once again, I went to the brink but didn't cum. I was finished. I collapsed onto the guy's chest and let him kiss me some more. After awhile he swiveled around and tried to suck me hard again, but I couldn't keep it up long enough to enter him a second time. He asked me to take a nap with him and try again later, but I told him that I had a two hour drive to get home and begged off. I showered, dressed, and headed out. The place seemed deserted at 1100 on a Monday night, but the parking row still held a dozen cars. Everyone must have been inside the private cubicles. As I pulled away, another car pulled into the spot that I vacated.
Wow, I'd made it with four guys in about four hours. Not the most attractive guys, it's true, but nice enough. Still, maybe I'll go back again one evening and not let myself be grabbed by the first guys who come along.