Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2006 14:48:57 -0700
From: just some guy <sisyphuswyeast@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bath House Adventures part 1

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If this story isn't as exciting as you're used to, that's probably because
it's completely true.

Bath House Adventures Part 1
By sysiphuswyeast

A Monday Night Adventure

I had work in the city last Monday and took the opportunity to meet up with
a guy I met on an internet personals site.  After work, I downed half a
Viagra and headed over to Rods place.  Rod's a little older than me, but he
keeps himself in decent shape and keeps his body nice and smooth.  I like
that.  It turns out that most of the (few) guys I've met with don't make me
cum, but Rod did the first time we met.  I like that too.

He met me at the door shirtless, having just got home from the gym.  I
handed him a bottle of wine and he gave me a big kiss.  I didn't like that
so much, standing on the step with the door wide open.  But what the
hell-no one in that neighborhood would know me... probably...

Pushing on inside, and closing the door, we poured some wine and sat on the
couch to chat a little.  It turned out that Rod only had an hour or two to
spare, so I stripped off my shirt and moved a little closer.  We spent a
few minutes playing with each others nipples, then I moved in for a taste.
I nibbled one little nub, then the other.  Flicking them lightly with my
tongue, I moved over and left a spit trail running down his hard side, then
around to his navel, which I cleaned with a few long slow licks.  I pulled
Rob to his feet and slid his jeans off his hips then helped him step out of
them.  His hard cock bounced off my chin, but I didn't go for it too
quickly.  I nibbled on his inner thigh and slowly worked my way upward,
tasting his bottom ridge... then one side of his sac, then the other.  I
tasted an egg-sized ball and sucked it into my mouth.  To loud groaning
from Rob, I played with one ball, then the other. Finally I licked up the
bottom of his stiff cock, flicked my tongue under the head, and took it
into my mouth.  In one slow move, I sucked his cock into my mouth until my
face was pressed against his hard belly.  It isn't a very long cock - it
just fits into the opening of my throat.  I pumped up and down on it,
pressing hard with my tongue on the underside and probing the slit.  Robs
sighs and shivers turned into groans and shudders as I worked some spit
onto my finger and slipped it into his asshole.  A little probing of his
prostate rewarded me with a short gush of pre-cum, which I rolled on my
tongue before pumping the cock into my throat a few more times.

With a groan Rob pushed me away and went for my belt buckle.  He stripped
off my jeans and let my cock spring straight out from my body.  Pouncing
onto my cock, he licked it up one side, then the other, then took it into
his mouth. He swirled his tongue around my head a few times, then pushed
himself down onto me, taking me deep into his throat.  Now it was my turn
to groan and shiver.  After awhile I sank down onto the rug, and Rob
twisted around to lick my ball sack and work on my cock from the bottom
side.  Working up and down the shaft, he pulled at my skin with his lips
and lightly bit on my cock, on my balls, on my head, and scraped his teeth
up and down, working furiously with his tongue all the time.  My toes were
curled tight and I gripped his hair with one hand and the rug with the
other.

When I could stand it no longer, I pivoted around so that I could reach
Robs crotch and we started a furious sixty-nine.  The tongue and teeth
closed on my cock again and again, then finally fell back as my deep
throating elicited groans and rug-grabbing from Rob.  Rocking back on his
knees, he pulled out of my mouth and fisted his cock about five or six
times before spewing a huge load onto my chest.  I sucked on his balls and
the base of his cock as his shudders continued until his balls were drained
and he collapsed onto me.  I rolled us over and humped his chest, lubed by
his cum slick between our bodies. Finally I rocked back onto my knees and
fisted myself toward climax.  Rob had one hand between my legs with a
finger up my ass and the other hand working my right nipple.  My pecs,
biceps, and neck muscles strained as my balls churned and finally ropes of
cum spewed out, one after another, splashing onto Robs torso and trickling
down his belly.  He pulled me down onto him and we slowly slid our
cum-slicked stomachs across each other.  Finally, I reached for my
half-emptied wine glass and handed Robs to him.

As our heartbeats slowed and we came down from the sexual high, we sipped
wine and made small talk for a short while.

Then Robs phone rang again.  It had been ringing while we were otherwise
occupied, but we'd ignored it. Checking the caller-ID, he groaned, "I guess
I've got to take this."

Well, Rob was out of time, so I pulled on my clothes, said my goodbyes and
headed out to my car.  Man, that was a fun session, but kind of short.  I
didn't really need the Viagra just for that.  I'd kind of been hoping for a
little fucking, and in fact had taken a series of deep enemas early that
morning, just in case.  The firmness in my crotch and the smell of cum on
my body was getting me hot again.  As I headed across the city, toward the
highway that would take me home, my thoughts turned to news of a new gay
bath house that I'd recently heard about.  The concept sort of excited me,
but I'd never dared seriously consider going in to such a place.  Maybe it
was the wine.  Maybe it was the Viagra.  What the hell... I pulled off at
the next exit and turned toward the street with the bath house.

The place looked like a non-descript two-storey office building, with
subdued landscaping and a modern look.  It was dark, but differed from the
other nearby buildings in that the row of parking spaces along the side was
full.  I found the entrance and went inside to find a small lobby with a
service window at one side.  A pulsing dance music filled the place with
low volume but a big subwoofer somewhere.  Ringing the bell eventually
brought the attendant - a shirtless young dude with a large bar through one
nipple.  I paid for a six month membership and a nights locker rental.  He
filled me in on the house rules and remarked that the place was kind of
empty that night, but that was sort of normal for a Monday.

I found my locker and started to disrobe.  A young asian guy getting
dressed nearby did a double take at me.  Following my usual locker-room
instincts, I glanced at him only out of the corner of my eye.  Stupid. In
this place I should have looked at him with a big smile.  I was more
worried about whether he recognized me from work or something.  Maybe it
was the dried cum on my chest, maybe it was my half-hard eight-inch cock.
I've got kind of an average semi-jock body.  I usually have a beer with
dinner, but I work out at least every other day.  My stomach isn't
drum-tight, but from the right angle, you can see my abs.  I've been
keeping myself shaved smooth all over lately.  Anyway, I locked up my stuff
and headed for the showers to wash Rob off of me.

Exploring a little, I first came upon the door to a large steam room.  Just
what I needed to relax my nervousness.  Inside it was steamy and very dark.
Gradually, I made out a shape quietly lying on the top row near the door
and was startled to realize that there was a man at arms reach from me.  I
stepped across the room to another bench behind a partition and sat down on
my towel to relax.  Just as my sweat began flowing another shape moved out
of the shadows and a large hairy arm casually reached down to my crotch and
started pumping my sweat-slicked cock.  A big round hairy guy crouched at
my feet and began deep throating me.

 "Beautiful cock, man," he gasped.  Then after about thirty seconds he
turned his face up at me and asked, "Will you fuck me?"

Well, bears aren't usually my thing, but as new as this all was to me, it
was kind of hard to be rude to the dude that was sucking my cock.

"Sure," I said, without really thinking about it.

Quickly, the guy stood, grabbed my hand and said, "follow me."

We walked down a short hallway lined with cubicles, most of which were
empty, until we came to one in which a large leather sling hung from the
ceiling.  The big guy climbed into the sling, put his feet in the stirrups
and offered his ass to me.  I took a condom from a bin on the wall and
rolled it on.  Taking some lube from the dispenser, I clumsily worked a
finger into the dudes asshole, then two fingers, working them around.  The
hole was still pretty tight, but the dude was whispering, "fuck me... fuck
me..." So, I pressed the head of my cock against his hole and pushed in.
The guy gasped and his hole twitched on my dick.  Slowly, with about four
short strokes, I sank into him until my body was leaning against the backs
of his thighs.  I grabbed his legs and pulled to sink the last inch into
him.  "Oh, god, yes, do me! Do me!" he gasped.

I became aware that another guy was standing to my left stroking his cock
and watching.  Following my usual locker-room manners, I didn't look at him
directly, but it seemed like his dick was at least as long as mine, maybe a
little more.  Stupid!  I should have told him to get behind me and plug in.
It was the last decent sized cock I saw all night.  No wonder this guy
pounced on me when I walked in.

Gradually, we got going in a good rhythm, swinging the sling back and forth
so I was effortlessly deep-fucking the big dude.  I stroked his cock with
one hand and worked the sling or his nipple with the other. His dick was a
little short, so I couldn't use my whole fist, but he was thrashing around
and getting pretty excited by the whole thing.  Here I was, ten minutes
after walking in off the street, long-dicking a guy I'd never seen before.
I increased the tempo and jack-rabbited him for a bit and his dick exploded
in my hand, squirting watery cum over his big belly.  His ring spasmed and
milked my cock as I pumped him even faster as I rocked up to the
brink... and fell back without cuming.

"Hey, thanks for the welcome to the club," I gasped between heaving
breaths.

"Hey, thanks for making my trip worthwhile," he replied.

I grabbed my towel and headed back for the showers.  After cleaning up, I
explored up a different corridor.  A couple of naked dudes were cruising
the internet on terminals in the hallway.  Hell, I can do that at home...
I stepped behind a thick vinyl curtain into a pitch dark room.  I could see
a few dim shapes and had just decided that this must be the "glory hole
maze," when a guy stepped up and put one hand on my chest and the other
under my towel.  Then he grabbed my head and started kissing me.  Well, OK,
I can take a kiss once in awhile, but this went on and on.  And the guy had
some kind of little mustache, which is a definite counter-indicator for
kissing in my book.  Otherwise the guy had a totally smooth body (plus),
great legs and a big firm ass (plus, plus), but a big pot belly (minus).
His dick was hard and oozing precum (plus) but it only seemed to be about
two inches long - I could only get a finger and thumb on it (minus, minus).
Anyway, the guy now had my cock in his mouth, so what could I say?  After a
little sucking, the dude stood up and grabbed my hand.

"Let's go to the chair," he whispered.

"Huh?" I replied, "I've never been here before, I'm still looking around."

"Oh, I'll show you around," he lisped (minus, minus) and swished out into
the hallway (minus, minus, minus.)

Still, he did have a great ass to watch.  He showed me around the rest of
the club and we ended up - big surprise - back in the cubicle with the
sling.  He hopped up into the sling and said, "Come on, fuck me with that
big dick!"

Before I knew it I was once again suited up and banging away at a tight
hole.  I tried to stroke the guy's dick, but it was just too small to hold
on to.  Anyway the dude was leaking contstantly, so I rubbed the slime
around on his belly and tweaked his nips.  After about ten minutes of
long-dicking, he started cuming on himself and I pumped away to another
not-quite orgasm.  I thanked the guy for the fuck and headed for the
showers, but he was on me like glue.  We shared a shower head, and when I
headed for the steam room to relax a bit, he was all over me.  I headed
back for a cold shower and the guy wrapped himself around me again and
moved in for some more kissing.  He just wouldn't stop, despite several
hints.  We stood there like that for probably around ten minutes, but it
seemed like an eternity.  Several other guys walked by and looked at us for
awhile, and they seemed much more interesting than the guy who was pushing
his tongue in my mouth.

Finally I got fed up and pushed him back.  "I'm going to check out the hot
tub," I said.

There was a big screen TV playing some pretty hot porn by the hot tub.  Of
course, the guy followed along behind me.  By this time, there seemed to be
nobody else in the corridors.  I did want to get fucked, and the guy had
been nice enough to show me around, not to mention giving up the booty.  So
I invited him back to the sling room to take a run at my ass.
Unfortunately, he wasn't big enough to achieve penetration, and had some
problem keeping the condom rigged, so he just humped against my ass and
fingered me for awhile.  Well, that was enough of that.  I thanked him and
walked away, making several turns in the corridors and ended up back in the
steam room.  I finally seemed to have lost him.

I sweated for about five or ten minutes, then took a cold shower to cool
down and then went back in to sweat once more.  I hadn't sat down for a
minute before another guy came over and grabbed my cock.

 "Thanks man," I said, "but I think my cock is all worn out for the night."

"Looks like it's going strong to me," he said.

Sure enough, I was hard again as he bent down to suck my sweaty organ.
"Come with me?" he asked, and led me to one of the private cubicles.

This guy was several years older than me, graying a bit and not fat, but
not hard-muscled either.  A desk-jockey of some sort.  (He told me his
name, but I forgot - I'm terrible at first introductions.) We laid on the
narrow bed and humped for awhile with our dicks between our bellies. This
guy too had a small dick, but at least I could get three fingers on it.  He
wanted to kiss too, but he also had a mustache and smelled like cigarettes,
and my jaw was tired, so this time I declined.  It wasn't long before he
swung his legs up in the air and started begging, "Please fuck me with your
beautiful dick.."  Sheesh, it always seemed like a pretty ordinary piece of
meat to me, but around this place my cock was in pretty hot demand.

"Man, I'm not sure I can fuck again tonight," I apologized.

But in fact the Viagra was still at work as I rolled on another condom and
opened up his ass with my fingers.  Pulling his ass onto my lap and
slinging his feet over my shoulders, I was soon fucking the third stranger
of the evening.  I fucked him fast, I fucked him slow.  I leaned forward
and fucked him while chewing on his nipples.  He grabbed both of my nips
and started twisting while I held his thighs and fucked him hard.  It felt
great. The tight hot ring of flesh around my cock and the grip of fingers
on my nips were like three points of fire on my body, with my panting
breath fanning the flames.  Now he was pumping his cock with one hand while
I pushed his legs toward his chest and fucked faster and faster.  I
couldn't believe it, but I seemed to be building up to another orgasm.

Once again, I went to the brink but didn't cum.  I was finished.  I
collapsed onto the guy's chest and let him kiss me some more.  After awhile
he swiveled around and tried to suck me hard again, but I couldn't keep it
up long enough to enter him a second time.  He asked me to take a nap with
him and try again later, but I told him that I had a two hour drive to get
home and begged off.  I showered, dressed, and headed out.  The place
seemed deserted at 1100 on a Monday night, but the parking row still held a
dozen cars.  Everyone must have been inside the private cubicles.  As I
pulled away, another car pulled into the spot that I vacated.

Wow, I'd made it with four guys in about four hours.  Not the most
attractive guys, it's true, but nice enough.  Still, maybe I'll go back
again one evening and not let myself be grabbed by the first guys who come
along.