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Copyrighted 2009 James Lee. All Right Reserved.
I was walking through the bathhouse corridor with my towel slung over my shoulder. A lot of guys walk around with the towel around their waist, but why pretend? We're there for sex, so we might as well admit it. I passed other guys in the halls, from mid-20's to mid-50's I guess--I'm not really good at telling ages. All body types, but not too many who were really fat. Tall, short, ripped, average, chunky; white and various shades of brown. I cruised to the back, glancing in the rooms with open doors as I walked. Some had guys on their faces, showing they wanted a fuck. Some had guys sitting up on the beds, slowly jacking their cocks. Some had guys just sitting or lying there face up, a little ambiguous about what they wanted.
I walked past the last room and into the darkened maze. A couple of hands brushed my ass as I walked, but no-one particularly appealed to me. I went through the gloryhole section but didn't see anyone taking cocks. Too bad. I was starting to get even hornier, my big cock plumping up a little as I casually rubbed it every once in awhile as I walked. In one corner, there was a guy kneeling down, head bobbing on the cock of a muscle guy who was leaning back against the wall enjoying the blow job. Every once in a while, he'd grab the blower's head with his hands and powerfuck his face, before letting go and being all casual again. I stopped and watched, jerking my own cock leisurely since it was responding to the show. A couple of other guys stopped by, one watching, mesmerized. Another stopped and watched while casually stroking his own little dick. A third was watching the rest of the crowd more than the show. He brushed up against me and tried to grope me, but he wasn't really my type. His body was ok, but he was just too...anxious? Not sure, but it made me uncomfortable to have his hand keep brushing my cock while his mouth kept commenting about the "hot show" we were getting. I don't mind a little talking with sex, but mostly I either want to have a conversation or have sex--not both. And with a half-hard dick myself, watching a guy with a cock in his mouth, working it up and down, I was not interested in conversation lol.
As the crowd got bigger, I finally moved away so my groper would have to annoy someone else. I gave my cock another pull and walked through the rest of the maze, but nothing interesting was going down, so I walked back into the room corridors. I cruised them again, getting hornier as I heard fuck noises coming out of a room next to mine. In fact, the noises were hot enough that I went back into my own room and jerked my own cock while listening to groans and "Fuck me, stud!" noises coming from next door. That was seriously getting me hot, so I finally took my hard cock and towel and went out to cruise the rooms a little more aggressively. I defintely wanted to find someone to fuck myself!
This time I did wrap my towel around my waist. Yeah, I know what I said, but walking around a darkened maze with a hard cock jutting out is one thing. Doing it walking around the lighted corridors by the rooms? Just not my thing. But I reached my hand under the towel and kept stroking my cock as I walked around. I stopped at one open door where there was a pretty sexy ass. In fact, the guy was turned with his face toward the room instead of the wall. He was dark haired, with a nice goatee, and a light-brown skin, so probably latino. I stepped in stroking my cock, and he licked his lips--always a good sign. I went all the way in the room, closing the door, and pulled my towel off.
"Nice, stud," he said, licking his lips again.
I stepped up to his mouth and shoved my hardening cock in, feeling that nice warm, wet feeling engulfing the head as his lips closed around my mushroom head. He moaned in appreciation and arched his ass involuntarily. I ran my hand over it, and while it was a little large, it was also firm. And responsive. I get turned on by a guy who's turned on by me. I started fucking my ass-buddy's mouth, with his hot lips going about half-way down my seven-inch shaft on every stroke. In and out, I slipped my hard rod in that hot latino mouth, listening to the moans as my fuckbuddy enjoyed my cock. I rubbed the hole in the center of that hard ass next to me and found it was already lubed. I slipped my thumb in the wet hole between his ass-cheeks and thumb-fucked my sucker. When my thumb popped through the ring, he moaned loudly, distracted enough by the ass play that he stopped sucking me for a second.
There was a condom and some lube on the bedside table, so I took advantage of the pause in action to unwrap a condom down my cock. His spit made it easy to get on, though it was tight fit since he didn't have a magnum and my cock is pretty thick. I squeezed some lube on my sheathed soldier and rubbed it with one hand while fingerfucking the guy with the other one. He was ready to be fucked, moaning as my finger worked its way in and out of that hot ass. I spread his legs and got up on the bed between them, positioning my hard cock at his hole. He moaned again as he felt my rod nudging his hole. I leaned over, asking him, "Ready?"
"Oh god, yes. Fuck me, man. Do me!"
So, I shoved my cock into that hot tunnel in front of me. Apparently, I was larged than he was used to because he groaned and thrashed his body as I got about a third of the way in.
"Ooooooh. Fuck, man! Easy! You're so fucking big!"
Heh-heh. 'You're the one who wanted to be fucked, bitch,' I thought. Heh-heh. But I held steady there a bit while his ass-ring relaxed. Then I shoved forward again, getting another couple of inches in that hot man-cunt. He clenched, and we did the whole thing over again. The third time was the charm, and I finally buried the whole seven inches in that hot pussy underneath me. I just lay there when I'd forced my way all the way in, occasionally rotating my hips to dominate the guy and look around for his boy-nut. As I did that, he moaned like a bitch, and I shoved the fingers of one hand in his mouth to shut him up. He took 'em like a champ and started sucking like he'd been doing my cock. It is hot as fuck dominating a guy's mouth and ass at the same time, and the sensation of his tongue working my fingers just reinforced the nice feelings around my cock.
Soon, I started raising and lowering my hips, fucking that hot ass in and out while the bitch sucked my fingers. He fucking loved it, moaning more and humping the bed underneath him. In fact, he must have been really hot for my cock because soon his fucking motions were faster than mine, and he was essentially fucking himself on my cock while he humped the bed underneath him, all the while sucking and licking my fingers. I just kind of enjoyed the ride. Usually, I like to control the fuck, but this time it was kind of an amusing change of pace to let this latino bitch fuck himself on my cock.
He kept moving his ass faster and faster and finally clamped his mouth on my fingers, almost biting them, making that loud "uhhhh" cumming sound as his ass slammed back on my cock as far as it would go and just stayed there. Damn, this one was hot! After a few seconds, a sigh escaped him and his body slowly relaxed. I followed it down to the bed so that my hard cock was still buried in him, though I pulled my fingers out of his mouth. I ground down harder against his ass and pressed him into the bed and his own cum. He sighed again and said "Thanks" without looking around.
I thought about fucking some more, but I like a guy to enjoy my fucking him, not just lie there and take it. So, I slowly pulled out, pulled off the condom, and got off the bed. His eyes were closed, but he smiled and said "Thanks, stud, for an awesome fuck!" His eyes slowly opened as I stood there slowly stroking my hard cock in front of his face. He reached his hand over and grabbed my cock, bringing it closer to his sweet face.
"You want to finish in my mouth?"
I thought about it, but I wanted more action, so I thanked him and said "Nah."
I leaned down and rubbed his buzzed hair with my hand, and he relaxed more and smiled. I picked up my towel, slapped his ass lightly, and went out, closing the door behind me. There were a couple of guys in the hallway right outside his door, so they'd obviously been listening to the fuck. One of them licked his lips as I pushed by him, but I wasn't up for a blowjob in the hallway, so I walked back down toward the maze again. The last room on the right before entering the maze had its door open, with the light nearly off. There was enough light from the hall just to see a slender, smooth guy lying on the bed, face up, with his head propped up on the pillow like he was watching tv. Except he wasn't. I stopped a second and actually stood in the doorway, looking at him. If he'd've licked his lips, I'd've probably gone in. But he didn't. He just lay there, looking at me, not stroking his cock or anything. His body was smooth except for a small trimmed bush of pubes around his limp dick, which was lying on his thigh. I looked a little longer and then receiving no kind of signal at all decided I wasn't his type and moved on into the maze.
This time, I came across a guy fucking another one, the fuckee being bent almost in half, with his hands on his knees. He had long brown hair, like a holdover from hippie times, and a brown mustaches and goatee, somewhat long. I was horny as fuck, so after watching a bit and stroking, I went around the front and rubbed my cock on the guy's lips. He opened his eyes and mouth at almost the same time. I shoved the head of my cock between those lush lips and enjoyed a warm, wet mouth again. I tried face fucking him, but he wasn't a good cocksucker or his mouth was small or something because I kept scraping my dick on his teeth. Fuck that shit!. So, I pulled out, bitch-slapping his face with my hard rod, which made him moan. His fucker said, "Fuck yeah, bitch" at that, so maybe he also squeezed his ass muscles around the cock that was pounding him.
After a few more dick-slaps, I walked away, hearing him moan in disappointment behind me. Heh, heh...
Nothing much going on in the rest of the maze, so I walked a bit and found the sauna. Hung up my towel among six or eight other ones (always a good sign when there are that many) and went in. A couple guys hanging around in front, but when I turned a corner, a group was huddled together in the steam. A guy on his knees was sucking a muscle guy, and another stud, taller, was behind the one getting sucked, running his hands all over the guy's chest, and pumping his hips. A fourth guy was standing on a bench jerking his cock, aiming it toward the chest of muscle guy, who had his eyes closed and his head tilted back, resting on the collarbone of the guy fucking him. Now, that was a pretty hot scene!
The fucker reached out and grabbed my hard cock, pulling me over to him. He started slowly stroking my cock, smiling, while he kept fucking the guy in front of him. I appreciated the sociability, but I'm not much into hand jobs, so I was about to leave, when he leaned down (he must have been 6' 3" or so) and lightly kissed me. When I responded, he opened his mouth, and I started tongue-fucking him. Now, that was hot--tongue fucking a guy who was pumping his cock into a muscleboy! Pretty soon, I felt a hot mouth on my cock and his hand dropped off. He used it to grab the back of my head and pull me harder into the tongue fuck.
Meanwhile, the mouth on my cock was making it feel very hot, very appreciated. It slid up and down my long shaft, at the end of each slow stroke swallowing my rod. I could feel a face pressed against my pubes as my cock pushed into my sucker's throat. He'd keep swallowing til he gagged, then slowly back off my rock-hard shaft. Now, in a steam room, your cock is already hot and wet, so the sensation of having your rod encased in a mouth isn't so much the heat and wetness it is in an ordinary blowjob. But it's still a really great feeling. Meanwhile, a hand was busy rubbing just behind my ballsack. After this action had been going on awhile and my cock was throbbing in the sucker's mouth, the guy I was tongue fucking pulled back, panting a little. He looked right into my eyes and said, "Fuck, you're hot, man!" I ran my hand around his cheek and over his lips. They parted for me, so I stuck a finger in his mouth for him to suck on and just enjoyed the sensations as he gave my finger some truly excellent head.
Pretty soon he grabbed the hips of the musclebitch in front of him and started pounding him even faster and harder. I knew it wouldn't be long til he shot, so I took my finger out of his mouth and just watched the hot fuck scene in front of me. Meanwhile, that nice mouth kept sliding up and down my cock. When the fucker shouted, "Fuck, yeah, bitch, I'm cumming. Take my load, fucker!" the guy getting his ass plowed grabbed his sucker's head and skull fucked him, obviously wanting to dump his own load while he was getting bred by the tall stud fucking him so hard.
When the convulsions of the muscleboy were over, he pushed his sucker off his dick, and I watched his cum dribble out of the sucker's mouth as he gasped for breath. Meanwhile, he turned his face around to his fucker and they started making out hot and heavy. While this was going on, the big cock that had been fucking him slowly pulled out of his ass. When it was totally out, the fucker pulled his head back from the make-out session, and said, "OK, bitch, clean me up!" and pushed the guy down to his knees.
As fresh steam came shooting out the vent, the guy knelt down and sucked into his mouth the cock that had just been plowing his chute. Sure hope that muscle bitch had cleaned his cunt before coming in, or he was gonna wish he had! Once the cock was clean, he let it slip from his mouth and reached around behind him to scoop some of the cum out of his ass. He licked his fingers clean of the sperm that had just been flooding his ass. The tall fucker just laughed at him, looked at me and smiled, and walked out. I pushed my own sucker off my cock and followed him out.
We both went to the shower to clean off and visited idly a bit while we soaped up and then rinsed up. I finished up first--I was still horny and wanted to get laid lol. I told him to take it easy and went back to the hallways. I wandered around again, periodically stopping in open doors, but didn't really see anything I wanted, though I came this close to just going in to a room where a guy was ass up and fucking him into oblivion. I didn't because when I caught sight of his face, his eyes were closed and drool was coming out of his mouth. He was either passed out or stoned out of his mind, and in either case I wasn't in to fucking an unconscious hole. I wanted to be fucking a bitch who wanted my cock as much as I wanted him.
So, I kept walking. I was almost back to the maze again. That last door before the hallway got dark was open again, so I glanced in as I walked by. This time, the guy was propped up in bed with the sheet lying provocatively over his legs, slowly playing with his cock. He smiled at me, but I didn't want to suck cock, so I shook my head.
As I was about to leave, he said, "Hey, stud!"
And when I looked around he licked his lips. Very slowly. Very sensually. I paused and stroked my cock slowly. He said, "Nice," and licked his lips again.
Well, this might be promising after all. I came all the way in the room and stroked my cock a little more vigorously. It responded by getting thicker and longer. The guy stopped stroking himself and just stared at my cock. I thought, "What the hell?" and moved closer. He leaned forward and took the head of my cock in his mouth, using his tongue all around the head. It was good enough that I made another step forward to get more of my stiffening rod in his mouth. He closed his lips around the shaft to create a perfect seal and some awesome suction as he moved up and down the shaft.
He had stopped stroking himself and leaned forward to get more of my cock. I let him suck a little more then pulled out with a plop from that sexy mouth. A little spit drooled out of the corner before that sexy tongue ran around his lips to wipe it up.
"You want more of this cock, dude?"
"Oh fuck yeah, sir, I do. Please, sir!"
'Sir'? WTF? This guy must really be a bitch. The light in the room was really dim, but I could see he was totally smooth and slender. Well, I was feeling aggressive, so a bitch would be just what I wanted. I backed up and closed the door to the room, smirking at a guy who was standing in front of the doorway stroking his cock and licking his lips.
When I turned back, the room was almost totally dark. I moved close to the bed and moved my seven hard inches back to the guy's face.
"Suck me, bitch!" I told him. "Take my fucking cock like you know you want to."
I heard a moan and then felt his hot mouth surround the head of my prick again. I could smell poppers, so i guessed he'd sucked down a lot of them while I'd been closing the door. His mouth felt warm and wet, my own personal cock-sauna. I grabbed his head and slowly skull fucked him: in and out of that hot wet mouth I slowly moved my cock, from just the head until finally his mouth was pressed hard against my pubes. I held him there, with my cock deep in his throat as he kept swallowing me, until he started gagging. Then I eased back until just the head was in. I glanced over and his dick was rock hard, throbbing against his belly, so the bitch was really enjoying my taking charge of his mouth. His hand eased over to start stroking his cock, and I said, "Unh, unh, little bitch. You leave that boidick alone. This is all about me, pussyboy." He dropped his cock and brought his hand up to my balls instead, rubbing my taint gently while he sucked me.
At one point he pulled off and asked, "Are you gonna fuck me, sir?"
"I'm seriously thinking about it, but your mouth is sooo fucking hot. I'm just gonna enjoy it awhile, boy."
He moaned again and sucked my throbbing rod into his wet maw. He was moaning all around my cock while he sucked it now, and playing with my taint. I had a hand on his head, just rubbing his buzzed hair, but letting him control the suck. He pulled off again and stoked up on more poppers. The second-hand smell of the poppers after he exhaled them from his lungs was getting noticeable in that little room, and it was making me a little light-headed. No wonder that bitch was sucking so well! The poppers totally opened up his throat.
He got me so fucking horny that I pulled his mouth off my cock and grabbed his head in both hands, bringing his face up to mine and raping his mouth with my tongue. He moaned through the kiss, opening his mouth incredibly wide. His tongue flicked against mine, but the guy knew his place: his tongue stayed inside his mouth, waiting for me to take the lead. I moved out of his mouth and started nibbling his swollen lower lip, which just made him moan even more. His head writhed as he sought to escape my teeth, so I moved my mouth down to his neck, deciding to mark this hot bitch tonight. I lightly nibbled all over his neck and played with his nipples with my hands as he was kneeling on the bed by this time both seeking my hot mouth and trying to escape it all at the same time.
As I stepped in closer, I felt something hard poke my leg. I reached down and his cock was hard and wet with lust at the treatment I was giving him. I gave it a few strokes while nibbling his neck, then clamped down hard on his cock while I moved back to his mouth, raping his mouth with my tongue, then biting his tongue with my own. I let go of his cock and threw him down on the bed.
"Get a condom boy. Now I'm fucking you," I announced in a voice that was simultaneously hard and yet soft. His whole body shuddered, but he obeyed. He got a foil packet off the table and ripped it open, then unrolled it slowly down my shaft.
"Lube, boy" I ordered shoftly but coldly. He moaned but found the lube and rubbed it all up and down my shaft. His ass must have already been lubed, because as he rolled over to present me his cute boibutt, he reached for the poppers again, not the lube. He was now face down on the bed, ass up, legs spread, arms on his elbows, sucking up poppers like no there was no tomorrow. I climbed between his legs, spread them some more, and then pressed the head of my cock to his hole. I felt his body shudder again as I pushed hard against his muscle, but with a loud groan, he pushed back and my rock-hard cock was suddenly buried halfway in that hot bitch underneath me. He groaned again and then pushed his ass back against me, and I slowly started pushing my way the rest of the way in that burning hot ass. Finally, after much moaning from him and a few gasps along the way, I was buried to the hilt.
I just lay there on top of him, occasionally prodding him with my cock, eliciting a groan or a moan whenever I did. There's something very satisfying about lying down on another body with your cock buried in it, pinning him to the bed (or the floor) with your weight and your cock both. He is fucking yours, and you both know it. But I was still horny as fuck from all the earlier action, so I didn't enjoy the feeling of calm power for too long. I wanted to show my power over this guy more actively. It wasn't long before I started to fuck him. Hard and deep. Out until only the fat head of my prick was still inside his ass ring, and then back down until my pubes were grinding against his hole and my balls had banged into his own lying there on the bed. Out, and he moaned, not wanting me to leave, needing me to fill him up, knowing he wasn't really complete unless my cock was buried in him, fucking him, giving him what he needed. In, and he groaned, feeling my thick pole splitting open his ass, pushing everything aside, out of its way, as it moved down and through his fuck tunnel, taking whatever it wanted, however it wanted. Rubbing his boy nut on both strokes, but pressing it hard on the way in, making his own dick, even though it was pinned between his body and the bed, throb with lust and leak like a bitch on every fuck-stroke.
In and out I fucked that bottom boy, and he started moving his hips back against mine, partly to hump his dick against the bed and get some relief from the fuck-lust that was flooding him with every one of my strokes in this hot little fucktoy I'd found, and partly because he couldn't help himself: he wanted every possible bit of me he could get in his man cunt, plowing him, filling him, breeding him like the bitch he apparently was. On one stroke, I pulled back til just the head of my cock was still in his ass and told him, "Turn over, boy."
He did it, without dislodging the manpole in his chute, and after rearranging his body to suit me, I rolled him up on his shoulders, putting his legs up on my shoulders, and started fucking almost straight down into that hot cunt below me. This was a much more aggressive domination of his body than before, and as gravity aided my own thrusting thigh muscles, I fucked a moan out of him on damn near every stroke. My chest was sweaty by this time, and he ran his fingers over it, then licked them to get the taste of my man sweat. As I pounded harder and harder, his cock jerked more and more, throwing more boy juice out the tip to flow down his nearly vertical belly and onto his chest. I reached my arms around his muscled legs that were still thrown over my shoulders and started playing with his nipples, rubbing and pinching them hard. It made him gasp at first and then just moan even louder as he got used to another part of his body becoming my fucktoy.
I could feel my balls start to pull up as the effects of pounding this hot guy below me started making themselves felt. Then, just as I was about to shoot, I plunged in especially hard and his cock started shooting spunk just from my fucking him. His hands were down at his sides, twisting into the bed with lust, and his dick just blasted cum all down his belly and chest. I savored the feeling of his ass contracting tight against my own swollen cock as he shot. When his body started relaxing a bit, I pulled out, letting his legs fall on either side of my thighs, ripped my condom off, and shot all over him, mixing my load with his. He was panting with the after-effects of lust and my fuck, while I shot all over this fuckboy. As I shuddered over him, he just looked up at me, the guy who had totally mastered his ass, his chest, his mouth, his whole fucking body. Me, the guy who had literally fucked the cum out of him.
After I'd finished shooting, I leaned back, still kneeling between his legs, breathing heavily.
"Lick it up, boy," I told him. And he did. Before he got it all eaten, I wiped my hand on his chest and then all over his face, spreading the cum all over him like a fucking whore. He just grinned and took my cummy hand into his mouth, sucking off the last vestiges of stickiness.