From Part 2:
"NOW," he said in a grumbling, almost basso voice. And I felt it. The flood of his cum gushing into my ass. I could imagine the thick ropes of cum flying out of his dick and hitting the walls of my hole. I swear I could even FEEL it all splattering my insides.
And just like that he withdrew from my rectum and stepped aside and towards the door: "See? No jizz on the floor. And you're welcome."
Unfortunately, the load that spontaneously shot out of my own cock -- which I hadn't been touching since I started paying attention to his -- was larger than a normal load, and it went everyone: one spurt hit my own pecs while I was still bent over, and the rest of it all over that no-longer-clean floor.
"Thanks, daddy," I said to an empty room.
Part 3
Keeping my asshole closed as tight as I could, I felt back there and it felt no worse for the wear. Confident that what was in me was going to stay in me, I sat down where this married man had sat and where MY married man before him had sat.
"What was that?" I asked myself, not sure if I'd actually said it out loud or not.
"Hot as fucking all hell. That's what it was!"
I nearly jumped up. I had no idea someone else had come in. It must have happened when i was trying to accommodate that big cock head in my puss--ass--making me see stars.
I grunted, said, "Thought we were alone."
The other man in there, who I couldn't really see across the way, at first said nothing. I had nothing to say myself: I could still taste one married man's seed in my mouth, and could definitely feel the other married man's full jizzload swimming around in my hairy ass.
He finally spoke again: "Would it have mattered either way, you--"
"Well, I'm not so--"
"Whore."
"I've never done anything like that before."
"Done it now, whore."
My dick was hard, not that he could see it, but I answered, "Yes. Did it. Still full."
I heard the unmistakeable sound of a man beating his dick really hard.
"May I help you with that, Sir?" I'm thinking to myself: "Sir? Where'd that come from?"
"Get over here. NOW."
Again i was moving before I realized it, and walked to his side of the steam room. It was my married guy. Holy fuck, my knees almost gave out. It wasn't until that moment I realized that for how much I'd thought about and stared at the man, I'd never heard his voice before.
Hearing some noise near the door, I sat down near my married man instead of doing anything else. Just in case someone walked in. Clearly I had no talent for paying attention to the door.
"How does someone manage to get bred without getting fucked first?"
"Lucky I guess?"
"No, just a whore."
"Dude, do you have to keep calling me--" "Whore?"
"Yes."
"See? You already answer to the name." And before I could protest he reached over and pulled on my left nip, but played with it in the way that straight dudes do to women in porn.
I moaned, leaned back. I kept my eyes closed to slits and saw his meaty cock was getting harder. Which made me moan again.
"Spread your legs and show me your cunt." I bristled at the work, but my legs spread wide.
He dug two fingers into my h
ole and started finger banging it...I could feel some semen on and around my hole now from his piston action.
"Funny," he said. "The wife won't take it up the ass, but you will."
"Are we going somewhere?"
But he just stood up, pulled my legs apart and turned me so my back was on the lower bench.
"We can't do this here! We'll get caught."
"Fuck getting caught. You probably want to get caught, whore." He rammed his cock into me when he uttered the word "whore".
"Unnnngh!" There was so much cum in my ass I wasn't expecting it to hurt like that.
But I wasn't going to waste this chance, just in case it wasn't ever going to happen again. I reached up and put both hands on his furry chest. Huge pecs with fur on `em like a carpet.
"Play with those nips, bitch!" And with that I felt the second load pumping and gushing into my asshole. But this time, the cock was balls deep in me.
He pulled his entire cock out of me all at once and grabbed my head. "Clean it," he said, and I did. Happily did.
We both heard the door open, and he simply turned and walked out. I was sitting part of the way up, so the guy probably didn't see me.
It was getting way too hot for my body to sustain, so I needed to leave the steam room. I just wondered if i'd feel paranoid when I walked out....as if all the locker room guys would know I had three cumloads in my body that weren't there when I went into the steam room.
Nahhh.