Date: Sun, 10 Jan 2010 11:17:49 -0600
From: James Lee <jamieontop@gmail.com>
Subject: mark is a bitch - 1

Disclaimer: Yeah, if you don't like or can't read man-sex, then don't.
Otherwise, enjoy and lemme know what you think.

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.