I entered the baths at ten past noon and I had a full hour free. I undressed and wrapped the towel, the uniform of the place, around my waist, and started making the rounds. It was a slow day, maybe ten guys, mostly the kind that walk aimlessly, cursing their bad luck, instead of accepting their bad looks.
An employee of the place was having a loud chat with two twinks, a very white thin fellow with beautiful long blond hair and a dark-skinned guy, muscular and full of energy. Finally the attendant took the two youngsters to a room occupied by a very fat old man, he was pimping them. The blond guy found the fat man's offer unacceptable and charged out of the room in a teen fury. The dark fellow stayed and started rubbing himself. His uncut cock was long and had a beautiful gentle curvature to it. The fat man watched without much interest, as if saying `have seen this before.' The youngster's cock kept growing but was still far from hard.
The door to the room remained open and I stopped transfixed there. I took off my towel and joined the youngster in rubbing. He noticed me and smiled my way. I could see his cock suddenly hardening.
"Who's there?" the fat man asked the boy.
"A guy rubbing along" the smiling boy answered.
"Ah" and with his bored demeanor the fat man fixed his attention on the boy's hardon, but didn't touch it. His own small cock registered no reaction to these goings-on, not even a twitch.
Down the corridor, the blond boy was now rubbing himself, watching me. After I looked his way, the dark fellow looked at me inquisitively, and I nodded. He knew we were a trio of rubbing horny men.
I increased the rhythm of my rubbing and started moaning. The two young men joined me in the moans. It was chamber music, a trio for cocks. The pace picked up further and I knew I wouldn't last long. I am noisy when I cum. I started on my final moans. This prompted the fat man to ask,
"What is he saying?"
"He is about to cum" the dark young man replied and then moaned intensely himself.
"Who?"
"The guy out there"
That moment I blew my load and the savvy hustler gave me a smile and shot his cum all over the fat man's face. Down the corridor the blond fellow also joined the chorus of ejaculation. The fat man leaned back and from his wallet pulled out a bill, which the dark hustler took from him with his cum-covered hand. In a mocking gesture he saluted the old man and headed for the exit. I walked down the corridor and out of the old man's sight the two youngsters and I embraced,
"Without you I don't know whether I could'a cum. Thanks. That fat man is disgusting and he acts so bored."
"What are you guys gonna do now?" I asked
"Wait for the next customer. Hope you stick around, we may need you again."