A Gay Massage 03
By
Alex Carbine
If you are underage, could be offended by, or this type of material is illegal in your Country, stop reading. If you do not think you should be reading this, don't
I have had quite a response to the previous two chapters. I must point out that these stories are fiction, and so the characters have no need of protection, but real life is not like that. Always have protected sex. If you have to think whether you should do something or not, then don't. There are some nasty people out there who will swear on their Mother's Bible that they are HIV clean etc. Just think, if they are doing it with you, how many others have been there before you? Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!
Part Three
I left the sauna in search of the showers and a drinking fountain. Sweat was pouring off me, and my towelling coat clung to me.
I came to the changing rooms where there was a cold-water dispenser. Two cups went straight down and I sat down on a bench to drink the third. I could hear the showers were through an open doorway to my left. There was chatter and laughter and then a guy about 40ish walked in from the showers. He was about 6 feet tall, suntanned, and sported a circumcised hard-on. I looked up, smiled and nodded as he walked past me to his locker. His cock also looked up and nodded at me as he walked by. He took out a clean towel, put his foot up into the open locker and towelled his leg. I had a rear view of his dangling nut and his dark brown ring. He switched feet and towelled his other leg. He put that foot on the floor and towelled his cheeks, and then he turned round. He was still hard. 'Bloody thing,' he says. I look him in the face. 'What's that?' I ask. 'My cock,' he answers 'it hasn't gone down in two hours. Bloody thing.' I just continue to look at his face. 'Friend of mine gave me two blue tablets. Took 'em both earlier. Wonder how long they will last?' I drink my water and throw away the cup. 'Probably have to beat it to death with a stick' he observes as he finishes towelling himself and starts to dress. I leave him and enter the showers.
The shower room is a communal shower with eight showerheads and controls. There are four men having showers, chatting and joking, and facing the tiled walls. I hang up my towelling coat and step up to the shower. A couple of pumps on the soap dispenser and I stick my head into my shower water. I am washing my hair when I turn to look at the others. I can now see that each of them is sporting a hard-on. Each is covered in soap foam, and one is washing the back of another. I stand with my back to the wall, letting a cool stream of water flow over my body. I soap me cock and balls, then turn back to the wall to wash them off. Again I look at the others. One is down on his hands and knees, sucking his mate's cock. Of the other two, one is leaning on the shower wall with both hands, whilst his mate sticks his shaft between the proffered bum cheeks.
The sucker stands up and gets behind his mate. He reaches round and grabs his mates cock and starts to wank it, whilst holding his own cock and guiding it into his mates anus. His mate bends his knees to help him. The other guy fucking his mate is now holding his mate's waist and deep thrusting quickly. As a pair they walk in a circle so as to face their friends. The two couples are now facing each other. The guy being wanked says, 'I'm cumming.' And does, his cum squirting across the gap and onto his mates legs, cock and balls. When he has finished the guy fucking him goes into overdrive, really thrusting into him. The other guy fucking obviously climaxes, going up on his toes and giving his mates those delicious jerky thrusts of completion. This in turn triggers his mate to cum. Like the other guy, he cums onto the friend's body facing him, cumming across his chest first, then midriff, then legs. This just left the fourth guy who is fucking. He grunts and finishes inside his mate, then pulls out. I can see a trail of spunk dribbling down his mate's leg from his open ring. All are breathless as they stand under the showers. One lets rip a fart. It is a very wet, bubbly one. Must have been one of the guys the got fucked. He bends his knees, gets down on his hunker, and pushes another fart out. I can see the spunk dripping out of him before it is washed away down the drain.
I have been watching them, whist holding my own hard dick in one hand, lazily winking myself under the falling water. They get themselves together and walk out past me, now chatting again amongst themselves, completely ignoring me, as if I did'nt exist and hadn't witnessed their play.
Please tell me if you want me to continue, or have any comments. You can reach me at 'Alex carbine01@aol.com'. I would love to hear from you.