If you've ever been to a bathhouse you know it can be a place where there are times you'll have great sexual experienes, sometimes good sexual experiences, sometimes fair sexual experiences and sometimes just okay sexual experiences. I'm not trying to brag or sound like a slut but when I go to a bathhouse I treat it like a smorgasborg and take in as much as I can. When there are men of like mind there it is one of those times when great sexual experiences occur. The secret to having a great time is to not get wrapped up in sticking with the young, goodlooking guys, and allow yourself to look beyond outward appearances. The most disappointing sexual expoeriences are with, thought not limited to, the young guys. A man who is superficial, regardless of age, is often a dud sexually because he's too self absorbed. Without fail I always have a great time when I just flow with whatever happens.
The best sexual experiences always occur when I hook up with a guy who is a great kisser, when a guy is good at giving and receiving oral, when hot, sweaty body contact occurs, when mutual rimming happens, and when I get to fuck the ass off an eager bottom. It's not to say that a great sexual experiences can't occur with just any one of the above, but it is clearly exceptional sex when all of the above occurs with one guy. There are times that all the above have occurred 5 or 6 times in one visit to f212 for me. You may have guessed it by now but I have a huge appetite sexually that just cannot be satisfied with one man. I have come close with one guy who eventually became a regular fuck buddy but he moved away and got involved in a committed relationship. On one occasion alone we did all of the above, which included fucking him for 7 hours straight. For 15 minutes he fucked me and did he ever jackhammer my ass in those 15 minutes. Yes, my cock always stays hard. This
buddy made me a bet that he could make my cock go soft. He said without fail his ass muscles were so developed that he could squeeze the blood out of cock and make it soft in mere seconds. I put him to the test and I won.
I've been going to bathhouses now for ten years and have many stories but my most recent one has me so hot that I plan on going back soon to see if I can duplicate it. I want to write about it but know without a doubt that I won't be able to get across just how incredibly hot the sex was between us. I know it was just as hot for him because despite having many men to choose from he kept on coming back to me. I had this guy just as hooked as I was to him.
I had just finished showering prior to going into the steam room at f212 in New Westminster BC. It was about 7pm and a new crowd of men was coming in to get their rocks off. As I walk in front of the showers, making my way to the steamroom, my eyes met the eyes of this cute blonde. He was about 5' 9", 170lbs, blue eyes and had a nicely muscled body...just my type. I later found out that his body was like chiseled stone. His ass was like rock hard granite. It didn't take long until I checked out his cock. Swaying from side to side, watering dripping off it's perfectly formed huge tip was about 6" of soft, thick cut cock, cradled by heavy low hanging balls. Figuritively speaking he had me and I had him by the balls. I game was on.
About 15 feet from the open shower stalls to the door of the steamroom I saw his body turn as his eyes followed my movements. His reflection was very clear in the glass door on the entrance of the steamroom. I entered and found nobody else inside. Soon I heard the clanging the keys and saw the image of someone placing his towel on the hook just outside he door. The door opened and in walked someone. He proceeded to stand against the glass block that was a dividing wall between the door the the two level bench seating. I was sitting approximately 5 feet on the lower level of the bench. I never want to appear to eager even though in this case I was tempted to use the little head and give in. This was the guy I wanted to bed but I wanted him to meet me half way. I moved down the bench about 3 feet and waited to see if he would move. He stayed right where he was. I moved back to my original position. In the meantime I noticed his 6" thick slab of cock was expanding in length
and girth. From pointing down at the floor it laboured its way so that it stuck straight out from his body to within seconds it was like it was glued to his six pack. All this occurred without him laying a hand on his cock. It lengthened to approximatelt 7.5" and the girth looked like a fucking beer can. Then out he went and the shower was on again.
For some reason I knew this guy was going to be back. Within 2 minutes the door opened and in walked this gorgeously formed man but this time he stood against the wall, right beside where I was sitting. We were so close our legs touched. I leaned foward to get up close and personal with this wonderful specimen of his manhood hanging between his legs and up that fucker throbbed. Within seconds this ram rod stood tall and was as hard as steel. Filling the cavity of his piss hole was a huge dollop of precum. With one fell swoop my tongue reached out of my mouth sucking up that precum like a toad consuming an unsuspecting fly. This guy's knees buckled as the sensation caught him by surprise. I thought he was going to lose his load right there and then because as his knees buckled those beautiful, heavy cum filled balls instantly retracted and nestled in on either side of his cock. Not wanting to miss a drop of his nectar my jaw was forced to expand to accommodate the enormous
cock before me. As my jaw tried to stretch I heard a cracking sound coming from my jaw. Never before had I taken in so much man meat. I held his cock in my mouth ready to take his load but hoping that he could hold on. We all know what most men do once they've popped their load. I wasn't done with him by a long shot (pardon the pun). Then I saw his balls relax and begin loosen. He cock still throbbed inside my mouth.
Keep in mind that we were fooling around in a steam room. There is a limit to what the body can take with that intense heat. We both agreed that it was getting too hot and went out to shower, cool off and get some water. While under the shower I wanted to soap up his hot body but my conservative conditioning made me pause from touching another man in the shower. I did notice that even though he was under a cool shower his cock stayed hard. This time it was sticking straight out and his balls didn't hang quite so low. This guy was so horny and had to find release. Still wanting give him options after I showered I stood in the shower area, leaning against the half wall watching the hot sex that was going on on the TV screen. It is an open shower area with several shower heads, each had a potential alternative choice of sexual partner for him or I. Not wanting to appear too eager, I was faking it well, I didn't just go back into the steamroom. None of the guys headed that
way either once they finished. My stud strolled in the aisles of the bathhouse. Each time he'd pass me he'd look up to see if I was watching.
Finally I returned to the steamroom. Don't ask me why I love having sex in there when I have a room and other options to go to to play but somehow it really turns me on to get it on with another man (or men) in there. It was mere seconds and the stud returned to the steamroom again standing right beside me. His dick was still swollen, dripping precum like a fountain. With this guy more than most others I wanted his cock right down my throat so I got on my knees right in front of him, put one hand on his chiseled, hairy chest, and devoured his cock whole. I could feel from having my hand on his chest that the sensatiions took him by surprise because he inhaled a massive amount of air and there was a deep growl that came from deep within. His cock was at the entrance to my throat as it expanded to proportions that made it impossible to swollow it. Most guys I can manage to get their meat down my throat but this guy's dong was going to get the better of me. Immiediately I
began to change my strategy which meant that I used my tongue to tantalize his dong while I plunged up and down, sometimes in rapid succession and sometimes slowly. I worked his dick over this way for a good 15 minutes sadistically enjoying the pleasure and torture I was giving this man. He showed me that he had major staying power and his balls showed me he was oh so close. But he also showed that he wanted this to last.
Again the heat got the better of us and out we went to the showers. Every guy standing under the showers stared at the stud's huge cock as it stood at attention when he exited the steamroom. Hot guys approached him with offers to join them in their room but he found a shower to cool off under, eventually dried himself and walked away to cruise the bathhouse halls. I showered beside him and then left to go to my room. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I knew he was hooked on me and I was sure hooked on him.
This entire experience was going like none other of my experiences at the bathhouse. Most of the time the experiences with a guy involved mutual pleasure. Being a top I liked to be worked on more than working on a guy. Usually I'd drop a guy like a hot potato if he hadn't sucked my dick at least as much as I sucked his. Somehow this experience had given me all the pleasure I needed (and more). I knew I had taken him to the edge several times, then backed off. It was pleasure and torture at the same time. Based on the heaviness of this dude's balls he couild easily have drowned me in rivers of cum by this time but not if I could have helped it for at least another hour.
I decided I'd had enough of the steamroom for now yet wanted more of this dude. I left my door slightly open waiting for him to join me. It didn't take long at all and he passed my door 5 or 6 times obviously waiting for me to ask him in. That was not going to happen. For about 5 minutes he stood adjacent to my door looking in as I was stroking my cock. He looked outstanding in his towel with his heavy piece of manhood listing to the right. The outline of this beautiful cut cock was unmistakeable. Other guys cruised him. He even received offers to go to their rooms. He acted as if he never heard them. He was one hot commodity. Finally he walked right over to my room, closed the door, and dropped his towel. It had been a good 20 minutes since our last episode and yet this guy's cock was still semi-hard.
As I laid on my bed he quickly started rubbing deeply into my well defined hairy chest. From his first touch it felt like electricity was flowing through him to me and then back to him. I stood up and wanted to taste his lips. Like my own his were thick and oh so soft to the touch. As our mouths converged it was as though I was losing my breath and at the same time our passion was increasing. I had the sense that the same thing was happening for him.
My hand wandered down his firm back and found his buns of steel. On men half his age I'd never felt such well developed globes. After quite a while of kissing and caressing his marvelous ass my figure found another prize. His pucker was begging for attention. Talk about tight this man's love chute was as tight as a virgin's. With great effort and without resistance from him my finger penetrated his man cunt. Though he knew it was coming, once the penetration occured, his legs seemed to fail him for a split second, his knees bended and he feel short of falling back onto the bed. Again a massive influx of oygen was required only this time his mouth was tied to mine and the eroticism went to another level.
The flow of our lovemaking seemed to be natural and not driven by the control of one or the other of us. As if it was the most natural thing to do our lips parted, he laid on the bed, I knelt on the floor and he put his legs in the air. I only rim those guys that get me exceptionally hot. It goes without saying this guy was a 15 on a scale from one to ten and my dick was doing the thinking for me. With one hand on his chest, squeezing his nipple, I buried my tongue in his very tight pucker. Again he was gasping for air and a growl escaped from deep within telling me this man was in deep lust. Out of the corner of my eye I could see his cock flailing as if it too were taking on incredibly new sensations. For ten minutes I buried my tongue into the deep recesses of his chute. I could literally feel the pressure of his tight canal pulse on my tongue as it fucked him in a hot rthymic dance of mutual lust. Strangely enough though I was the giver of pleasure I was receiving
just as much pleasure as he appeared to be getting.
After 10 minutes of fucking him with my tongue we stood again and kissed so passionately
with tongues meeting. Some men don't like to feel the whiskers of another man as they kiss suggesting that it is too rough. This stud and I were of the same mind enjoying the feeling and sound of whiskers contacting as part of our smoking hot kisses.
Down below our cocks were both so lubed from the flow of precum, combined with the friction of head-to-head/ balls-to-balls contact, that there was such an escalation of our lust that it became so intense that soon this was going to end in an eruption of man juice.
When I laid him on his back on the bed my mouth went like a diving rod to water and found the original object of my lust...his cock. To my surprise it appeared to have grown even longer and thicker than before. In fact, its girth was so much bigger than I could barely get my eager mouth around it. This fucker sure came from some good stock. He had a prize package in deed.
Instantly and with great effort I got my mouth to fit on this oversized piece of almond joy. The head of his cock became the hardest obstruction to overcome but once my mouth adjusted there was no stopping me. I proceeded to bob up and down that joystick like my life depended on it. This man was reduced to a puddle of lust. So wild were the sensations that he started thrashing on the surface of the bed. Out side my room I could hear guys gathering around and asking that I open the door so wild and noisey were his reactions to what he was experiencing. Strangely enough my moaning was a close second to his. I was so into what was going on.
Then he begged me to stop. He didn't want to cum yet. He stood and you could hear the audible sound of his purple coloured cock slap against his abs. Even as he was out of breath he didn't stop to breathe, he wanted to kiss again. Though not as desperate for air I too was out of breathe due to the high I was experiencing. Our lips were so locked onto one another that we had no other way to retrieve new air but through our noses. The gasping for air through our noses for loud and dramatic.
Once his mouth met mine it felt like a thunder bolt of electricity passed through us and instantly I could feel the cum boiling in my balls. Within seconds the first burst of cum shot up what little space there was between us and hit me in the chin. The second and third bursts barely got up to our abs. The rest flowed into my hand. With my cum drenched hand I proceeded to beat his meat. I felt a major series of throbbing sensations and he screamed just before his cock erupted violently covering both our chest and abs. As the last of his cum flowed my mouth just had to taste it. With my mouth on his cock another three bursts of love juices pumped into my mouth. The smell of cum filled the room as we colapsed on the bed me on top of him our cocks in the last throws pumping out our balls excesses.
Once we caught our breath we parted, showered and left f212 not knowing if we'd ever meet again. My hope is that when I return next Monday he'll be there again. This time I want to do all that is mentioned above plus I want to fuck him silly. I want him to cum once, twice, maybe even three times. I want to show him what an inspiration I can be in helping a man recover.
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