My hands go into my waistband and I pull my swimtrunks down off my hairy hips, down my wide thighs, past my shins. I kick with my feet in the frothing hot spa water and my trunks ride the jet stream to the surface. Slap them onto the concrete beside the spa.
Feels mighty fine to be buck naked in the hot water.
The motel pool/spa room closed at ten. But when I tried my room keycard, the green light blinked and the door opened. I kept the lights off so as not to be noticed. The ceilings here are high and echoey and there are nice skylights that allow the moonlight to duck and show between fall clouds.
I have the place to myself. The only sound is the water burbling and sizzling and lap lapping on the sides of the spa and the sound of the spa motor purring.
I rub the hairy skin of my belly and feel the treated water slipping little bubbles between the hair follicles. My belly is large and manly and my chest is covered in thick brown hair with an occasional white one here and there. There is water dripping from my beard onto my chest and my arms feel light and gently massaged by the spa water. I can feel the stiffness of the day sliding off my broad shoulders into the hot bubbling water. I wiggle my toes in the water and feel happy.
I'm a big wet daddy bear soakin' naked in a hot tub.
With the place to myself, I stretch out my legs and scratch my big hairy bush and feel the bubbles from the spa tickle my lap. My ballsack relaxes in the hot water and stretches into the monstrous bullball size it gets when loose. I tug on the skin, stretch it out to its farthest flexibility. My balls feel large and full and move loosely in the ballsack. The water touches every centimeter of my ballsack and I begin to slowly pet the skin there, lightly touching the skin and feeling the nice sensation. My fingertips stroke the skin of my sack gently, playing with the hair and feeling the bumps and wrinkles there. My dick begins to stir with each touch and pull of my balls.
I grab my ballsack at its base, my fingers circling the tubes and skin, and I pull steadily down on them. My balls go taut in the sack at the end and bulge like eggs in a bag. A hot strong horny feeling moves up from my balls to my dick and gets it thinkin' hard about the situation.
"Aww," I say out loud. The groan echoes and the echo kinda turns me on a bit. My cock is definitely gettin' ideas now, growing to a nice semi-hardness. I look down into the water and see my cock bobbing around in the jets like a happy puppy dog's tail.
I reach down and pull the skin back on my cock. The heat of the water on my exposed cockhead is delicious and my cock instantly gets harder than stone. Can't help it. I'm a fuckin' man, after all. My cock likes any attention it can get.
My fingertips play along the tube at the bottom of my cock, running lightly up and down the length of it, touching lightly. My cock throbs with the rhythm of my horny heart and my fingers follow the rhythm and move to the bottom of my glans, touching that hypersensitive spot there where the skin bunches under my cockhead. I rub that place in tiny circles and feel my cock throb throb to the touch.
"Aww, yeah," I whisper. The whisper echoes like a dozen men whispering back, "Aww yeah, aww yeah, aww yeah." My eyes close and I lean my head back against the concrete sides of the spa. I lick my lips and taste the strange salty chemical taste of the water which makes me think of licking the hot taut skin of a hairy horny man. My tongue riding up the side of his hip in that flat smooth place below the belly and above the thigh.
"Do it, yeah," I say out loud. The echoes are nice, "Do it yeah, do it," riding over the rumble of the spa jet. I put my hand all the way around the shaft of my cock and begin the pressure of full jackoff movement down to the base of my cock and slowly skin sliding up to the head.
"Aww yeah," I say, feeling the muscle throb of my cock in my fist. I jerk for a bit, slowly but squeezing my cock hard, and rapidly I feel my balls responding, rumbling in the jets, ready to cum. I take a deep breath as I feel the wave of cumming rise up from my balls into my seventh chakra.
Fuck. Too soon to cum. I release my cock, let it calm without allowing it to throb. Control. Breath. Squeeze my eyes, not my cock.
I open my eyes and look around. Only the spa, the pool, the moonlight through the skylight and me. My balls have calmed down enough now and I stopped the cum rising and I know now I can start again.
I pull my skin back over my cockhead, pinch the skin closed. A pearl of precum beads out from the foreskin and rises like a bubble in the water.
My hand goes around my cock again, but lightly this time, barely touching the skin. The treated water acts like a lubricant and I slide my hand gently up and down my shaft. It tickles and feels so horny good and occasionally my hand catches on some veiny skin and tugs and I feel my cock respond again and again.
I sigh a big heavy sigh. God I could use a horny motel clerk right about now. Or maybe a crew of horny pool guys.
"So fuckin' horny," I say out loud. The echoes make me hard. I groan out loud. Groan, groan, groan, it echoes.
Shifting my ass, I get a little lower in the spa. The jet bubbles are right below my neck. I push my hips up so that my cock is visible just below the surface of the boiling bubbling water. The jets are blowing directly at my ass and I can feel my pink hairy hole twitching open and closed with the water pressure. My body floats up fully hard and horny and ready for some serious solo time.
My hand moves to my cock. I slide the foreskin back again, feeling the slick hot water against the glans.
It's time.
I grab my cock in my fist and begin pounding. My breath catches in my chest and my head feels spinning dizzy with the pure horny craziness of it. I hear the slop slop slop of my hand so near the surface of the water, pounding my cock into a frothy frenzy. My balls rumble and churn, changing position in the sack, ready to make this a good one. My ass twitches and twitches, hungry for something to fill it. My hand flies again and again from the base of my cock to its head.
"Aww!" I holler. The echo is ferocious. An orgy of men standing around the spa jacking furiously above me. "Aww! Aww!" they holler. My eyes shut to the image of the men in a hot grand circle jerk. The muscles of their chests flexing and their biceps flexing and unflexing above me as they pound furiously on their rockhard cocks. Big cocks and thick cocks and cocks all cocked and ready to cream down on me.
My cock is ready to go, my balls are signaling again. Shit, I ain't stoppin' it this time!
In my mind, a hot hairy trucker lets loose with a stream of ropey cum. It dribbles down on my forehead. My balls rumble and jerk. In my mind, a muscle boy leans his head back and says, "Yeah!" as his hard twisted cock spews his cum down on my chin. "Yeah!" I yell, feeling the throb of my cock in my fist as the cum moves like lava into my lower chakra. In my mind, a chubby man's fleshy tits wiggle as his cock lets forth a solid stream of cum that splashes onto my lips.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
In my mind, a thin, dark business man lets loose with throb after throb of pearly cum. A blonde, blue-eyed cub with creamy skin and curly furry chest creams forth his cum directly into my mouth. In my mind, I'm surrounded by horny men cumming down on my floating, beatin' off body. My cock explodes and I scream out.
"Aww!!"
"Aww, aww, aww!"
The cum rushes out my cockhead. Streaming out all ropey and sticky into the spa.
"Fuck yeah," I say. The orgy of men say, "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah" as they all let loose their cum down on my hairy daddy bear body.
My cock drains out and my toes curl down and my body trembles with the hot horny sensation of cumming. My head swims somewhere between fantasy and moonlit steam.
I sit back in the spa. My eyes open. Strings of cum froth around in the spa water. My cock trails a last thread of cum from its tip. My breath staggers to normal.
A pearl of my cum lolls against my belly. I scoop it up and lick it in. Nice salty daddy bear sperm. Nice after-spa aperitif.
I smile and groan softly. The men in my mind groan back. What a nice hot time that was.
"Thank you," I say out loud.
The men at the spa reply, "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." And are gone.