A Year In The Life
The Diner, Part 3
By Bix Meister
This is a story featuring gay men, and gay sex, intended for Adults, not Minors. It is fiction, and as such is not based on any actual people or events. It is a fantasy intended purely as a catalyst for pleasure. No attempts have been made to portray safe sex, but the author encourages you to practice it.
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Angelo's Story
I think I was pumped about checking out the sauna finally. I had read some online reviews. A few men complained about the "old guys, trolls" that go there. Considering the hot sex I have had lately with "old guys, I realized it was probably some young guy who couldn't get a daddy interested in him. Charlie, Fred and I were huddled together in the bench seat of Charlie's old Chevy truck. We all had clear minds and I can only speak for me, but I could sense we were all sporting semi's in anticipation of what we would find.
Charlie took the last space in the parking lot. "The lot is full guys, chances are good you will find something or someone to trip your trigger" Charlie said. We went inside. "Three for downstairs Hank, and give us the big towels." Charlie patted his gut as if to show Hank the reason. Hank didn't need to be told, but Charlie did it every time. Hank set up three stacks of towels and locker keys, Charlie paid. "How's business Hank?"
"It's hopping today. I have no doubt you will find something to keep you and your friends busy. Enjoy boys"
We headed downstairs. Charlie gave us the quick tour as we headed to the locker room. We saw the orgy room, large and small private rooms, the TV lounge and then the lockers. "Seven, Eight, Nine, that's us guys" Charlie said handing us the elastic bands with keys attached.
I responded "Seven ate nine?" that sounds like Kyle and Pete performing oral sex. It took the two of them a few minutes to get my pun, but they finally laughed.
We opened the lockers, undressed and put our clothes away. Fred and I wrapped the large towels around our waists, Charlie draped his over his shoulder. He showed us the rest of the place. It was dated, but clean. We toured the back lounge, saw two more private rooms then the shower room, and finally the sauna. I saw probably half a dozen men while we were doing the tour. A couple I rated do-able, a few earned a pass, and one duo elicited a Hell Yeah!
There were a few more men in the sauna. Charlie and Fred sat right away on the top tier, near the heat source. I saw an empty spot farther on down since I still had a hard time handling the heat. I sat my fat ass down and undid my towel. The heat started to loosen me up. My semi-hard was now a full on boner. Might as well advertise I thought, so I stroked every so often, keeping it that way.
I closed my eyes, almost drifted away, but mainly sat there soaking in the heat. Sweat started to form, I took pleasure in raking my hands over my slick body. With my eyes still closed, I felt the weight of two men who plunked down on either side of me.
"Hot enough for ya?" I heard a deep voice. It wasn't original, but the voice was hot. I opened my eyes. I was now sitting in the middle of the "Hell Yeah!" couple. The deep voice said "My name's Grizz, and my buddy's Frank, pleased to meet ya."
"Mine's Angelo, great meeting you" I took his offered hand, then shook Frank's. Damn he was big, bigger than I usually go for. 330 pounds at least of fur, muscle, fat and man. Frank was smaller, but that is relative. At a bit over 6 feet, Frank had to weigh at least 250 pounds, a lot of it trapped in his upper body and arms.
"We were about to grab a shower and then head to a room, wanna join us?" Grizz said. "Or are we interrupting a party?" He nodded towards Charlie and Fred.
"We came, I mean arrived together, we will leave together, but what happens in between is up to each of us. I think I will join ya." I left the sauna with Grizz and Frank, Charlie and Fred gave me a thumbs up as I left. I followed the two out to the shower room.
Grizz started a shower, got it to the right temp. "Ever had a bear wash? We'll get you lickety split clean, and I do mean lick-et-ty. Grizz grabbed two bars of soap, throwing one to Frank. He lathered the bar through his fur. Grizz was extremely hairy, he quickly looked like a sudsy loofa. Frank was less hairy, of course again it was in comparison to Grizz. They got me between them as they used their lathered bodies to wash me
Hands, dicks, arms were everywhere. Frank was rubbing his long dick between my ample ass cheeks as he scrubbed my back. Grizz reached down, felt my dick, and then my nuts. "Frank, what is it with these Duluth guys and their baby makers? Remember that guy last summer, I think his name is Brent. He had a good sized dick, but damn that nut-sack, more than a handful, it belonged on a porn star."
Frank spoke for the first time in a voice that was impossibly deeper than Grizz "Sure do, it was fun making those nuts boil over, can't wait to do it with Angelo here."
"I can't wait either, let's rinse off and find that room." I had remembered a large room in the front part of the sauna. I hoped it was unoccupied so I led the way. We were in luck. I sat on the bed with my back propped against the cool brick wall. I spread my legs, bent my knees, and pulled my ball bag out. "Have at it guys."
Grizz scooted between my legs. He took my dick in one hand, balls in the other. Franks face got close to my junk. Grizz looked in my eyes as he pulled my nut-sack. He pulled it to the point of pain. When he saw my limit he stopped. He started to do the same to my cock, pulling it, stretching its limits, then went back to test my balls.
This pulling and stretching caused my nuts to produce dick juice. Grizz offered the head to Frank who licked around the knob, and then swallowed my thick dick. Grizz pulled my bull balls to the side, past my limit this time, he slapped Franks face with the sack. Frank pulled off my dick, then swallowed one, then the other nut. Frank finally was able to get both balls into his talented mouth, as he tugged my sack to the limit once again.
I reached down, found Frank's rigid length, and stroked down to his own balls. It was clearly a case of lusting after something you didn't have. His walnut sized nuts were dwarfed by my eggs. I thought maybe steroids were responsible. It didn't matter to me, I wanted that man, and that dick.
While Grizz took his ball obsession to the next level, I motioned for Frank to join me on the bed. He straddled my body, rested one hand against the back wall, and slid eight inches into my waiting mouth. He started to fuck my face. Sliding in as far as he could while Grizz nursed my nuts.
Grizz actually swallowed both nuts, pulling them too hard, right past my pain limit. I think the light nip I placed on Frank's dick let him know that his friend went too far. "Be more gentle Grizz, don't want to damage the merchandise. Frank didn't let the nip stop him, maybe the two of them enjoyed pain. He kept flexing his muscular butt back and forth as he fucked my mouth.
I wanted more, so I told them what I wanted. "Grizz, why don't we sixty-nine while Frank fucks my fat ass."
"I'm game" Grizz said, so he scooted further down the bed. I straddled his face, dropped my nuts in his mouth, then went for his dick. The biggest man had the smallest dick, but again that was only in comparison. I took his plump and juicy dick into my mouth as his washed my balls. Frank lined up his dick, and then slid it home. Once again Franks muscular butt started pile driving. It fit my ass differently than Charlie, he hit other spots. Grizz would pull and gnaw on my nuts, I would clamp down on Franks dick, it was like I had a direct connection to my hole. Frank kept pounding away, holding onto my love handles. "Great butt Angelo, you are gonna make me come soon.."
Grizz let my balls plop from his mouth. "Hold off when he shoots Angelo, I wanna see what your baby makers produce."
Grizz swiftly got back on my balls, I clenched my ass, and Frank let go. "Awww SHIT" he said, flooding my ass with his juice. Grizz dumped his own tasty load into my mouth.
I scrambled off Grizz, leaned back against the wall, and watched the two of them play a tug of war with my balls and dick. They found new levels of pleasure and pain, which I rewarded by giving them both cum facials. We fell into a heap on the bed. We all needed to cool down. Cum and sweat plastered everyone's body hair.
"Looks like it's time for another bear wash" Grizz said.
Fred's Story
I was just as horny and nervous going to the sauna, as I usually had been going to the rest stop. I hoped I wasn't making a mistake so soon after my mishap at Thompson Hill. However when I got there my mind eased quickly. It was a casual place, there were other guys like me. I sized them up. A few would have gotten a passing grade at the rest stop. Two looked like the truckers I prefer. I joined Charlie near the door of the sauna, Angelo picked a spot near the far corner.
Angelo is a damn hot little fucker, and soon he had the two truckers joining him. I didn't catch everything they said, but I did see them head towards the shower. A few minutes later a skinny guy sat to the right of Charlie. His hands slowly started to move towards Charlie, Charlie put his hand out to stop him. "Just resting" he said. The guy moved on. Charlie looked at me. "Remember what the guys said. You are in control here, you only do what you want to do, with who you want."
It was quiet in the sauna, just some rattling of the pipes. I heard some doors opening and closing. "Fresh Meat" Charlie said with a smile.
Then he entered.
DAMN, it was the bearded guy from the diner. He looked around the room, saw me, and his mouth curled up "Yeah" he grinned. He took the three steps up, plopped his ass right down beside me, opened his towel, his knee touched mine as he rearranged his dick and balls.
I think he felt the need to explain. "The wife and kids are skiing at Spirit Mountain. I told her I was going to check out some tools." He reached over, fondled my dick and balls. "See, now I am not lying."
"Want to inspect them closer?" I whispered. "See if they are up to the job at hand?"
"Hell yeah" he said, picking up his towel as he left the room. He didn't bother with a shower, just led me right into one of the rooms behind the back lounge. We were sweaty and hard, neither bothered putting on the towels, The skinny guy watched our hard dicks bounce by him as we closed the door.
Bearded guy turned on the light. "Hope you don't mind the light, but I got a thing for no neck men ever since I had a crush on my wrestling coach in college. You look a lot like him, just some added padding around the middle."
I felt his own belly. "Looks like I am not the only one with the added padding. Just more to play with."
We stood there, going over each other with our eyes and hands. He bent over, licked my jaw-line and then started a happy trail down my chest, to my belly. I have a hairy gut, I think he wanted to find every hair, lick them in place. While he was licking my belly, his hands took hold of my dick and balls. My dick flexed at his touch. "These tools pass the grip test." His hand pumped some pre-cum to the tip of my dick. He swallowed my dick, savored it for a minute then came up for air. "And the taste test too.
He held my stomach up for a bit, while he started to blow me. He was talented, had me close to cumming more then once, but always backed off. He had me too close all of a sudden, so I pulled his handsome bearded face off my dick, and fell back to the bed.
"Too close buddy. I don't want to shoot yet, I want to make this last."
"I don't have all day man. I gotta meet the family for dinner after they are done skiing. Plus I might have to check out some more tools at the rest stop up by the ski hill."
His dick throbbed when he said the last thing. Bearded guy liked stranger dick as much as I did. I would have to give him my warning before he left, but right now I wanted his stranger dick in my throat. I leaned forward from the bed, sucked his cock into my mouth "Damn bro you are talented, you must be popular at the rest stops"
I took my mouth off his dick. "Not any longer." I said and went back to sucking. I pulled him on top of me and we rolled on the bed. We found ourselves in a casual sixty-nine. Angelo and Charlie introduced me to the pleasures of rimming and fucking these last few days, but here I was doing what I was born to do. SUCK DICK.
We laid on our sides. Both of us used our talents to draw dick sap out of each other. I tasted his ooze, while he sampled mine. He held it to the light as if examining it. "The perfect tool buddy. I wish I could take it home with me."
"It's stays here with me. I can give you a sample to remember me by." We both went at it whole hog. I heard that my new friend Gino called this place "The Diner" because it was all you can eat. I was enjoying the daily special.
Bearded guy finally gave me a signal. He let go of my dick, "Gotta head back soon." he gasped then went back feasting on my dick, while giving me his cock gravy. He took my dick to the hilt, shoved a finger in my ass, and I rewarded him with my own tongue bath.
We slowly got ourselves back together.. In the shower I warned him about Thompson Hill. "I wouldn't stop at the rest stop if I were you. I had a run in with the law just a few days ago."
"I'll take my chances. I always have luck there. More tools to check out."
I wished him luck, and warned him which Chevy truck to look out for.
Charlie's story
I guess I was the sauna pro. But somehow the two newbies got lucky before I did. Angelo hooked up with the two big guys. He seemed to have the knack for finding those types of arrangements. Then Fred saw the bearded guy from the diner the other night. What is it with married men who get dick on the side?
I just sat my ass in the sauna for a few more minutes, sweating it out. Then a younger married man entered. I think I saw the gleam of the wedding band first, then his hairy chest and hefty dick. He came up to the top bench, laid down near me in the top corner. At first that dick was pointed at me, then blood rushed to it, and pushed it towards his belly.
The show then continued as he rolled over onto his stomach. He raised his butt, pointed his dick back towards me, and then settled down with his perfect ass up in the air. It was an invitation if I ever saw one. I got up, walked over and took his dick knob in my mouth. He was well hung, almost as big as Pete, and tasty as hell. I saw that ass and knew I needed to taste it too. I ran my tongue up his shaft, over his balls and made a path through his ass.
"Yeah Daddy" he said as I started to slobber all over his butt. I had been in the sauna for almost half an hour, and I was sweating like a sunovabitch. My tongue loved the ass taste this married man was producing. I doubted his wife ever did this for him, and I can promise you she didn't have the right equipment to do what I had planned later. He lifted his butt, my tongue went in further while I grabbed his fat long prong.
He suddenly got up, I thought I had gone too far, but he grabbed his towel, showed me his ass, and turned to encourage me to follow him. He tried the two back rooms first. One was lit, but latched. The other turned out to be empty. He laid on the bed, ass up, dick pointed to the rear and motioned for me to join him. I grabbed that dick with one hand, and then used the other to help open his hole. He was lubed already, the guy was prepared for anything.
I cork screwed my tongue into his hole. I don't care how lubed a guy is, my beer can dick can be tough to take. I pulled my hand off his dick. My thumbs started pulling at each side of his hole, giving me room to lick and gnaw at his crack. I slobbered all over his chute. The guy had a great asshole the way it was, he didn't need my thick dick to tear him a new one.
I thought he was ready, I pulled back my foreskin and popped the head in. Yep, he was ready , I slid the rest in.
"Gawd that's thick." He was a man of few words, so I let my actions speak for themselves. I started to ride that perfect butt. It wasn't the great fit that Angelo and I shared, but it was a damn hot ride. I knew his wife couldn't give him this, hell few men could. His butt started gripping my dick, then letting it go. He was a talented little fucker.
He started to raise his ass off the bed, push it back on my thick cock. I changed the angle and continued the ride. He changed from a passive bottom to an aggressive one. I had to match his effort and suddenly I was pounding away. I reached for his dick, he was leaking as it bounced back and forth. I wanted to be there the day he decided to top for the first time, but I knew today was not that day.
I was over the edge, I pulled him back on my cock and unloaded deep in his ass. As I pulled out, I licked it one last time then went for his dick. He held his hand up to tell me no.
We rested for a minute then he got up to go. I followed him to the locker room where I watched him getting dressed. He pulled on boxer briefs, a pair of khakis, a "Worlds Greatest Dad" t-shirt, then a plaid shirt with a crest on the pocket.
While putting on his winter jacket, he flashed that perfect ass at me one more time.
I shook my head at the show he was giving me, then went for a shower. When I was done I found Fred and Angelo in the TV room. "I don't know about you guys, but I am all fucked out, ready to go light the lights?"
Kyle & Pete's story
Boy I was torn. It would have been fun joining Fred and Angelo on their maiden voyage at the diner. A good soak in the sauna would be therapeutic after this mornings workout. But I did need to take Pete's ass training to the next level.
"Ready Pete? Time to kick your ass training up a notch." We were driving home, and I wanted to get the subject out in the open.
"I am not sure I need it babe. You have fucked me royally recently, and my ass has never been better. I've even been playing with "Kyle Jr." and I can take him easily. That other monster dildo..., not sure I am ever going to fuck myself, although I have been told to do so often..."
"I don't know if you have noticed this, but we are a group of social fuckers. What is going to happen when Charlie decides he wants your ass? Are you going to make him feel like a freak because his dick is too big?" I knew Pete wouldn't pass up such a challenge. "You have said that you feel more like a man when you have a real man's dick in your butt. You'll be top dog if you can handle Charlie's beer can."
I let Pete mull it over. I knew my man well, and he had to own the idea. We were about five minutes from home. I figured that would be enough time.
He parked the truck, looked me in my eyes. "Ready as I'll ever be Kyle, you lead the way."
Inside I gave him his marching orders. "Start up the sauna Pete. I'll go get the tools, then meet you in the shower. I need them both to be nice and steamy."
I ran upstairs, I knew where he hid the two dildos. I grabbed the lube that I needed, and both of the butt plugs from the Ass Survival Kit. Downstairs I slipped into the sauna while it was still warming up. There I placed the largest dildo, both butt plugs and the lube. I grabbed a towel for the weight bench just in case.
I could see that Pete had the shower going, and I was aching to join him. I got out of my clothes, threw them on the sectional, then entered the shower with "Kyle Jr." in hand. I was hard, who wouldn't be with that man before you. I stroked "Kyle Jr." against my meat, showing Pete how similar they were. I let the suction cup base get wet by the water, and slapped it on the tiled wall at the perfect height.
I joined Pete under the shower. We held each others asses as we kissed, then I pulled back and looked in his eyes. "Thanks for the workout babe. You've made muscles I haven't felt in years feel alive. Now it is my turn to do the same to your ass."
We kissed again, my right hand found his asshole and my index finger slipped in. I started to corkscrew him with that finger, his tongue responded by fighting for space in my mouth. I needed his ass on my tongue, so I turned him by his shoulders, then went down for a taste. He rested his right hand on the wall, bent his waist a bit, and widened his stance, opening up for me.
His butt tasted great. Some of the morning sweat was still there from our run. His musk was strong on my tongue as I alternated between his balls and his hole. My right hand milked his dick while I was licking. I pulled it back as near his hole as I could get it. It was hard to determine what was sweat, water or pre-cum, but I tasted it all.
I let go of his dick, and then replicated the thumb tug of war he used on that first night in the workout room. I alternated hands, thumb entering and pulling his butt cheek to the side, then a quick dip in with my tongue. After a couple dozen repetitions of this, I let both of my thumbs occupy his ass, pulling his cheeks apart while my tongue found its home. His butt was ready for the next round of training.
I stood, slapped his ass. "Time for reps buddy. Ten on "Kyle Jr." Ten on me" We are going to stretch your limits in more ways than one."
Pete walked over to the rubber dong, stroked it, then looked back at me. "I'd rather have the real thing, but the resemblance IS striking."
"I won't always be here Pete, you gotta stay in practice when I am not. Back it up Pete, slip it in"
He turned, place the dong at his hole and slowly let it enter his butt, all seven inches. I went over, felt his stomach muscles tense as he started his reps. I counted them out, "One, Two, Three..." Pete grunted in time to his strokes. My hands roamed over his pecs and arms as he backed onto the dildo. I massaged and kneaded his muscles in time with my count. Pete didn't stop at ten, but exceeded as usual by going for twenty-five.
I pulled him off the dick, turned him around, he rested his hands against the wall as he offered me his ass. He counted off this time, grunting with each number. Inspired by him, I didn't stop at ten, even twenty-five. His counts started getting shaky in the thirties, but he counted along for all fifty strokes
"You're a natural Pete, I think you figured out the right ratio, two reps on my dick for every rep on "Kyle Jr." Let's do this again, but this time, use that hole of yours to try and keep the dick in as you come off it
Pete slipped back on the dildo and started the count. "One unnnhhh, two unnnhhh, three unnnhhh. " You could tell he was really getting into it. By the time he got to his seventeenth rep his ass muscles pulled the dildo off the wall.
"That's the ticket Pete, you'd be giving any guy the ride of his life with that ass control." I held onto the dildo to let him complete the remaining eight reps. I used the suction cup as a handle to manipulate that prick around in his ass. His counts were ragged, he was barely able to say twenty-five.
"Am I pushing you too much old man?" He shook his head no. "Twenty-five more reps on the real thing, then some cool down time in he sauna, before the next step of training. I turned off the shower, then led him by the small of his back into the workout room.
I laid on the weight bench, held my dick up, it really didn't need the help. "Straddle me Pete, do your reps, and use that ass control on the real deal. You won't be able to pop this sucker off."
"But it will be fun trying." Pete countered.
With that Pete did what his trainer told him to, but took it to a new level. He straddled me, lowered his ass onto my dick, then slapped my stomach with his prick. "ONE". He clenched his butt muscles, held onto my dick, and used his hands on my stomach to push himself up. "Stomach's looking good Kyle, your workout is helping" he massaged my gut to prove his point then sat back on my dick. "TWO"
He started to pick up the pace. He was a creative bottom, trying something new with each rep, each thrust. He barreled past twenty-five, leaned into kiss me through the thirties. He looked like a bucking bronco rider, arching his back, and using one hand on my stomach to steady himself, as he counted off the numbers 61-69.
For seventy through one hundred he hovered above my dick, I flexed my ass to thrust into him. Somewhere in the eighties he started to slap his dick on my stomach. On rep ninety-three he shot a rope of cum over my hairy pecs. I came on rep number ninety-seven, I was still cumming when he rested his ass after rep one-hundred.
Fuck, I didn't plan on cumming. This threw a wrench into my training. The next step would have to happen later. Yeah, he was a master through this round of his workout. I think he pulled my best fuck ever out of me. I have heard that it takes a good bottom to make a good top. This workout simply proved that point.
Pete's story
Fuck, I thought this afternoon was going to be some simple ass-play. But something happened. Somewhere along the way I let go of all my preconceived notions about what it means to take a dick. I think I bottomed for Kyle the first time as a sense of fair play. I didn't mind it that time, in fact I liked it.
This time I loved it. Nope that's not it. How can I put it in words?
When I was a wrestler I followed the script. We were capable, strong, athletic guys and we could put on a show. It was fun, and we kept the crowd entertained. After some matches I felt hollow. I knew I was a better wrestler than my opponent, but the script didn't allow for me to win. I did my best to show to my opponent that I was the stronger man.
Every once in a while when we were training, we would throw out the script. We'd forget the theatrics and just wrestle. Adrenaline would pump through our systems and we would go for it. Those times were the highlight of my wrestling career. Me and another guy, just throwing down. We would test each other, push each other to new heights. Every once in a while we would both bone up, we kept on wrestling.
The Hammerin' Headlock happened in such a bout. The other guy, I think it was Barry, went for my dick. I improvised and held his head in the vice created by my strong meaty thighs. We kept that in the match the next weekend, the camera man was alerted that I might throw a rod..
We pushed each other during those matches. By the end we were spent. There was never a clear winner. Even the guy who might have been bested, felt like he gave his all Adrenaline and testosterone coursed through our systems, the sweat was honest.
I never felt more of a man than I did at the end of those matches. Even with Kyle's dick still up my butt I felt exactly the same way.
As our breathing slowed, I put my hands on his gut. He was still tensing it as he breathed. I pushed down, and pulled up off his dick, it fell to the left. I clenched my ass to hold Kyle's load in. He led me to the sauna. I saw the large dildo and butt plugs lined up. I didn't know how I could top what just happened, but I waited for his instruction.
"You really worked me over Pete" Kyle said. "Nothing we can do now will beat that"
Kyle and I spent the next few minutes soaking in the heat. He looked fantastic sitting there, sweat forming over his body. I ran my hand through the hair on his chest, landed on his gut. He tensed his abs again, I felt the six pack under there. This man, was my man. I took pride in that. My dick expanded in the pride, I was hard again.
I looked over at the large dildo, gulped at the size. I couldn't think of ever taking it up my butt, even admitted it to Kyle. He picked up the dildo, placed it next to my hard dick. They almost looked like twins.
"If I can take your dick, you can take this, you are every bit the man I am." Kyle had a point, and I had a new dildo to practice on in the shower.
Russ' story
Well the rest stop was a bust. I guess word was out that there was a close call regarding an arrest late last week. At least I had fun with that guy from the sauna. Scuttlebutt at work is that there might be a job opening at the Duluth branch soon, and I was in line for a promotion. Duluth had become our family play spot, both Winter and Summer seasons. Besides, I would need to find new tools for the new house.