18 Hours at the Baths (PnP cumslut bottom takes all cocks) PART 3
PLEASE READ THROUGH MY INTRO. I PROMISE there is lots of good (and true) CUM SLUT ACTION following the set-up.
This is a true story from my exploits as a PnP lovin' bareback bottom cum slut in Phoenix, Arizona sometime in the Spring of 2001. I plan on a series of stories describing my best experiences. If you think you may have fucked me (probably at the Chute bathhouse or Zorba's ABS on Scottsdale Rd, but maybe at Flex bathhouse), please email me at centraltucsonbimarried@yahoo.comand let me know when/where you think we hooked up. I'd love a cock pic as well (trying to put together a "trophy wall" of my conquests)! I'd also appreciate feedback on the stories themselves.
I was 26 at the time these events took place. My "cruising name" was "Jack" I'm 6', 180#, green eyes (often wearing glasses during my visits to the Chute), both nipples pierced (but if you played with them too much, I probably told you it was "just for looks", not because I was much into tit-play). I had short, light brown/dark blonde hair, a goatee, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Total masculine, straight acting, closeted bi cock-fiend. If I was wearing shorts, you probably thought I had nice legs (muscular, particularly big calves). I'm uncut, 8"-ish (but if I was partying with my girl Tina, you probably never saw my cock hard). When I was at the Chute, I would usually walk around with my towel over my shoulder. At the Chute I was often smoking a cigarette in one of the movie rooms, playing with my cock and asshole. I had a strong preference for public displays, and was fucked in the public areas of the Chute often (movie rooms, bunk bed room, glory hole maze. If I was getting fucked in a private room, I'd leave the door open (they let you do that back then), if my top was up for it. I picked my men on the basis of their cocks, not looks, etc. Old, fat, ugly, bald, didn't matter. A nice hard cock, the bigger the better, to fuck my slut cum hole was what I was looking for.
If we hooked up, you probably noticed that I was not the best when it came to sucking cock (though I could do a good enough job on average size guys). Especially if you were hung, I probably only sucked you enough to get you hard before I tried to get you to slide it in my ass.
Anyway on to the story:
Chapter 2 ended with me in the sling, at the baths, spun beyond belief, multiple loads in my ass already, looking to take on any and all hard cocks:
"Do you want to open the door and see who is out there?"
"DEFINATELY." I asked him, "Have you seen that chalkboard in the bathroom?"
"Yeah."
"We should put up a note: "Bottom-Slut loves all hard cock, Sling Room".....
Chapter 3
He said that we would go put my note on the chalkboard, and that he would leave me in the sling with the door open while he was gone.
I was in the sling, completely naked, with my asshole open to the world. The club was still booming with driving techno. The room was fairly dark, but there was enough light that I could see myself in the mirror on the ceiling above the sling. As I looked at my naked self splayed there in complete slut abandon, I realized that, rather than being a single, flat mirror it was a system of mirrors, with angled panels so I had the best possible view of my asshole. I clenched my ass. I could see my hole pucker. I relaxed my ass. My hole puffed out and opened up, looking well used but still pretty.
I guy came into the room. He was another buff black guy, but taller and more like a basketball player than a football player.
With the meth surging through me, filling me with euphoria and raw desire, I wasn't going to play around.
"What's up?" I watched him. He was looking at my ass, not my face. He licked his lips and opened his towel.
OH Man! His cock was another magnificent specimen. It was not as long as the last one, but it was uncut, thick and covered with prominent veins as it hung there just barely beginning to get hard. His pubic hair was partially shaved, with a patch left over his cock that looked like he had done it with a clippers and a 1 guard.
"Let me suck it." I was already leaning forward with my mouth opening in anticipation.
He walked over and dangled the head of his cock in to my mouth. I swirled my tongue between his foreskin and the head of his cock. He smelled musky and sexy. I started sucking him deep into my mouth, using my hand to guide him as I bobbed back and forth, giving him long strokes with my tongue teasing the underside of his cock, trying to deep throat him.
He got hard rapidly. Soon he was easily 9"+ and I could only take about half of this thick shaft down my throat.
"I can do a much better job with this beauty with my ass. I'm not a very good cocksucker, but I'm an awesome bottom. He didn't say anything, but he moved around between my legs.
I reached down to squirt some lube on my hole. He was gripping his cock with one hand as he lined it up with my hole. His head nudged my hole. I moaned. I moved my arms down my sides and underneath me so I could grip my ass cheeks and spread them as wide as I could for him.
He started pushing into me. I savored the feeling as the hard, yet spongy and OH SO warm head of his cock popped pass my sphincter. Millimeter by millimeter he pushed his cock slowly, yet inexorably, deeper and deeper into my ass. More poppers.
I realized I had zoned out, lost in the sensation of the magnificent cock churning my insides and the chemicals coursing through my system. I was saying "oh God" over and over. I focused on his face. His eyes were closed as he rocked in and out of me.
"Please cum in my ass."
He kept fucking me steadily and powerfully. He kept slamming all of his cock up my ass, then holding still, completely buried inside me. I could feel the head of his cock swell, so deep in my ass, as he would flex his cock.
He began to fuck me faster. I watched his face, wanting to take a huge hit of poppers just as he came in my ass. He was biting his lip and breathing deeply, obviously trying to hold off his orgasm as long as possible.
Finally my pulsing asshole brought him past the point of no return. He slammed all the way into me, his hips jerking as he tried to get every last fraction of an inch of his cock in my ass. I took deep snorts of the poppers in each nostril as I clenched my ass around his cock as hard as I could. The harder I clenched my ass, the harder his cock rubbed against my prostate. The harder his cock rubbed against my prostrate, the tighter my ass squeezed as each stroke made my hole involuntarily contract around his cock. My cock was still crystal-dick limp, but I felt like I was cumming as my prostrate was battered by his beautiful shaft.
Ahhh. That amazing feeling of warm, slippery, gooey cum filling my hole. He had pulled about half of his cock out of my ass, which still left a good 4"+ in my slut hole. He was jacking the part of his shaft that was out of my hole, making sure to wring out the last drops of cum inside of me. He knew what I wanted, and I loved him for giving it to me. I was grateful for the chance to experience and drain his magnificent cock.
I became aware again of the room I was in, and I saw that my bong buddy had returned. My most recent breeder left the room, and bong bud and I were alone, though the door remained open.
"Did you see the size of that guy's cock fucking me? He shot a ton of cum in my ass. I can feel it in there still."
"That was hot. I put your sign up in the bathroom."
"What did you write?"
"Bottom-Slut loves all hard cock, Sling Room"
Oh man. I couldn't believe that I was naked in the sling, ass open to anyone who cared to fuck me, at the baths, with a sign advertising my cum-dumpster services to anyone who cared to fuck me.
I lay back in the sling, smoking a cigarette. My ass felt ready for more cock. My craving for cock and cum in my ass hadn't diminished despite the excellent fuck I'd just had. I was turned on by the thought that I could give my tops the gift of a good looking, uber-slutty bareback cum-dump asshole to use and abuse. I loved how much it turned me on to think of making so many cocks hard, then eventually draining the cum out of each one.
I looked at the door and saw a guy looking in. I motioned for him to come in. "Hey guy. What's up?"
He took several steps into the room. He was white, perhaps 55-60, with mostly grey hair, a large gut and lots of hair on his chest and legs (I'll call him polar bear). He had his towel wrapped around his waist, so I couldn't see his cock.
"I saw your sign in the bathroom."
"Yeah? Did you come to get some ass for yourself?" I was reveling in my shameless pursuit of more cock. I had never been this outspoken when negotiating a hook-up.
He removed the towel from his waist. He had a cut dick, which was not hard at all. I motioned for him to come over so I could suck his cock.
He positioned himself so I could lean over and suck his member into my mouth. Since it was soft, I could fit his entire cock in my mouth. I licked and sucked, a bit impatiently, as I waited for him to respond.
I didn't have long to wait. He started growing harder and larger in my mouth. I was hoping that this guy was a "grower" who would turn out to be well hung when he was fully erect.
My bong buddy spoke up. "Let me get some of that". He knelt down in front of my polar bear and started sucking him. That was fine by me. Bong buddy gave better head than I could, and my only objective was to get the guy hard enough to fuck me.
"Have you ever used a penis pump?" Bong buddy was asking the polar bear.
"A couple of times."
"I've got one here if you want me to use it on you so you can fuck my friend."
The polar bear was hip to that. Bong buddy got him stuffed into the plastic cylinder and started pumping him up. I was impressed. Almost instantly polar bear's cock got much larger and harder. Nice veins started to bulge out of the shaft, and the head got large and purple.
"Put this on when I take the cylinder off." Bong buddy had a cheap rubber cock ring for the bear, the ultra-stretchy kind.
Finally it looked like I was about to get fucked. Polar bear was hard and ready to go, and had positioned himself between my legs. I reached down to squirt some lube on the head of his cock, then told him to go ahead.
"Put it in slow, please, so I can enjoy each fraction of an inch as you stuff your cock up my ass." Polar bear followed my instructions, slowly sliding his cock further and further up my hole.
"Do you like fucking my ass?" I couldn't help myself – I was bubbling over with exuberant sluttiness. I wanted him to know how wanton I was, how much of a slave to cock and cum.
He didn't reply. He was intent on his fucking. Looking up in the mirrors on the ceiling, I could see his hard cock plunging into my ass. He fucked me with slow, steady strokes.
While polar bear was fucking me, another guy came to the door. Bong buddy motioned him in. The new guy was maybe 25ish, white, with a slim build. He had a terrible complexion, lots of zits and acne scars. He had his towel wrapped around his waist.
"Stick around, you're next." Even with a cock in my ass, I was already thinking about the next one.
Polar bear was getting close to his orgasm. He was fucking me faster. I could tell that he was fucking for his pleasure now, not worried about me. He grunted as he got to his 'short strokes'. He slammed his cock deep into me and held it there, his hips bucking as he emptied his cum inside me. He pulled out as soon as he was done, mumbled a thanks and left.
By this time, zits had taken off his towel. He was stroking himself, cock half-hard.
Bong buddy moved between my legs and started eating my cum soaked asshole. I groaned and told him how good it felt. I asked him if he could taste all the cum in me.
I motioned for zits to come closer so I could suck him. He stepped forward and put his cock in my mouth. He was cut and not huge. As I sucked him urgently to get him to full hardness, he was about 5-6 inches, not terribly thick. Not a great cock, but a hard cock, and that was good enough for me.
"You want to fuck me?" He nodded. Bong buddy moved aside to make room.
Zits started to fuck me, and right away I knew that this was not going to be one of my memorable fucks. He fucked me with short, jerkey strokes. He could definitely have used a lesson from some of the amazing tops I had previously enjoyed. I took a hit of my poppers.
"I want you to cum in my ass. Do you want to cum in my ass?" He didn't answer, but knew he wanted to cum in me. He fucked me faster, grunting and groaning as he spilled into my ass. I'd say he lasted maybe two minutes from insertion to orgasm. He pulled out and left.
To Be Continued...SOON!!