Date: Wed, 11 Oct 2006 17:10:00 -0700
From: just some guy <sisyphuswyeast@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bath House Adventures Part 2

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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 2
By sysiphuswyeast

Interlude.  Late one night in May.

I was lying on the bed, playing with my dick when he came into the room.
He reached out and wrapped his hand around mine.  Then he gently pried my
fingers away and started stroking my cock with both hands.  He held my
balls and the base of my cock with one hand, and firmly fisted the shaft
with the other hand, pulling his hand from the base until the head popped
free from his fist.  Over and over, he milked me.

I reached out and ran my hand over his dark, smooth, hard torso.  The skin
was warm and silky, and felt very good to my touch.  The small nipples grew
hard as I flicked at them with my fingers.  The towel around his waist
concealed his genitals, but I could feel a firmness as he leaned against my
leg.

Then he paused his milking of my cock and bent over to take a taste.  I
felt his hot breath on the swollen head of my cock.  Then felt his hot
tongue, swirling around and around.  His fist pumped the base of my cock
and his head bobbed up and down over the top part.  The gentle scraping of
his teeth below the head of my cock sent exquisite shivers down my spine.
I probed at his towel until it came loose, revealing a medium-sized
semi-hard cock that grew quite thick toward the base.

He pulled his cock free of my hand and climbed up onto the bed, lying
between my legs to get a better angle on my cock.  I ran my fingers through
his thick hair as his head bobbed up and down on my engorged member.

He scooted forward onto his knees, allowing me to reach his cock again.  It
hardened in my hand.  As I ran my thumb across the soft spot below the
head, I was rewarded with a small flow of pre cum.  Fumbling with his
towel, he produced a small object and held it to his face.  From the bitter
odor, the glazed look in his eye, and the glistening moisture on his lip, I
knew that he was doing poppers.

Again he pulled away from my hand, arched his back, and made as if to sit
on my cock.

"Not without protection," I said, grasping his waist and pulling him down
onto me so that his asshole rested on my pubes instead of my cock.

Looking up at that smooth lean torso, shaking with sexual desire, I
couldn't help taking a taste.  Leaning forward in a long stomach crunch, I
reached out with my tongue and flicked his right nipple.  Then his left.
Then ran my tongue across his chest, tasting and kissing as I explored.
Taking the cue, he leaned down and sucked on my left nipple for a while,
and fingered the other one.  I wrapped my arms around him and hugged our
hard bodies together.  His cock rolled back and forth between our tense
bellies.  I kissed the side of his neck and felt his arms snaking around my
back.  We rocked back and forth in a long hot hug.  My hard cock was
bouncing against his buttocks.

After a time, I disengaged and stepped off of the bed to get a condom and
some lube.  As I rolled on the condom and fisted some lube onto it, he
swiveled around and draped his body face down over the edge of the bed,
presenting me with his ass.  I fingered some lube into his crack and probed
his hole with a finger.  Two fingers easily slipped inside, so I pressed
the head of my cock against his hole.  With a little pressure, the
latex-clad head of my cock popped into him.  I paused as he let out a
little groan.  Then, in one slow smooth motion, I sank deeply into his
guts.  I paused again briefly, then grasped his hips and pulled his ass
onto me to sink the last inch inside.  We both groaned.  His ass ring
clamped down around the base of my cock and my cock answered with a surge
that felt as if it were growing larger and harder inside of him.  I started
fucking in and out, pulling back until just the head of my cock was still
pinched by his hole, then slamming my hips forward to drive the shaft in to
the hilt.  Sweat began to trickle down my back.

He stood up and reached back to kiss me.  I wrapped my arms around his
chest.  It felt as if his light body were almost hanging in air, suspended
on my hard cock.  Then he pulled away from me.

"Get up on the bed," he whispered.  He wanted to go for a ride.

Well, I aim to please, although being ridden isn't my best position.  It's
a little too passive and difficult to stay hard, late at night.  I laid
down on my back, and he climbed up to straddle me on his knees. Then he
grabbed my cock, and guiding it with his hand, impaled himself on my shaft.

For a moment, he held his body very still.  Slowly, he reached back for
another hit of poppers.  I tried not to let it bother me.

I stroked his cock with one hand and ran my other hand over his chest.  He
threw his head back in ecstasy and started rocking his hips back and forth.
He pushed my hand away and took over stroking himself as he bucked back and
forth and up and down on me.  I put both hands on the sides of his chest
and helped to lift him up and down for a while.  To keep myself erect, I
needed to get in the game, so I started arching my back and thrusting up
with my hips.  We humped away at it for quite awhile, but eventually my
cock slipped out of him, only half hard.

I stood up, re-lubed and stroked myself back to hardness.  He laid down on
his back, swiveled around until his ass was hanging off the edge of the bed
and lifted his legs into the air. I stepped up and grabbed one of his
ankles with one hand and guided my cock to his now-gaping hole with the
other.  Once parked, I grabbed both of his ankles and thrust all the way
into him in one go.  His legs weren't quite long enough to drape over my
shoulders, so I hugged them to my chest and started jack-rabbitting his
ass.  He stroked himself, letting out a little moan each time I slammed his
ass.  I put my hands under his ass and lifted it to a better angle, and he
wrapped his legs around my waist.  My sweat was starting to run down my
back and chest again.  His sweat was starting to bead up on his chest.  I
pounded and he stroked away to the beat of the music that was playing.
Every time I looked down to see my shaft sliding in and out of his hole, I
got a thrill that caused my cock to throb and twitch in mid thrust.

After a short eternity, he moaned, "I'm gonna cum..."

I picked up the pace of my thrusts and let myself build toward orgasm.

"Aaagh! Aaaagh! Aaagh!" he cried, as jets of creamy cum started shooting
out onto his stomach.

The pressure of his ass ring on my cock doubled or tripled.  It felt so
incredibly tight and twitchy!  I let myself rock over the brink, and felt
the slick warmth of my cum start to fill the condom as I pounded the tight
ass in front of me.

When my vision cleared, he was panting and twitching as small drops of cum
continued to drip from his cock.  I reached down and gently grasped and
stroked his scrotum between thumb and forefinger.  I knew from experience
that it must be ultra-sensitive at this point.  Each tiny stroke of my
thumb on his balls caused a huge convulsion in his chest.  With the other
hand I reached out and stroked his chest and stomach, massaging in the
puddle of warm cum.

As his breathing slowed, I gently lowered his legs, and slowly pulled my
softening cock out of his hole.  After stripping the condom off into a
towel, I gently massaged his torso with one hand and his cock and balls
with one finger, as his thumping heart slowed.

After a quiet moment, he sat up and wrapped his arms around me for a long
hug.  His cooling seed lubricated our movements against each other.  Then,
after a short kiss, we thanked each other, picked up our towels, and headed
for the shower.