Date: Thu, 15 Nov 2007 19:58:35 -0800 (PST)
From: James <ycwjames@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bathhouse Pleasures 1

If you've ever been to a bathhouse you know it can be a place where there are
times you'll have great sexual experienes, sometimes good sexual experiences,
sometimes fair sexual experiences and sometimes just okay sexual experiences.
I'm not trying to brag or sound like a slut but when I go to a bathhouse I
treat it like a smorgasborg and take in as much as I can. When there are men of
like mind there it is one of those times when great sexual experiences occur.
The secret to having a great time is to not get wrapped up in sticking with the
young, goodlooking guys, and allow yourself to look beyond outward appearances.
The most disappointing sexual expoeriences are with, thought not limited to,
the young guys. A man who is superficial, regardless of age, is often a dud
sexually because he's too self absorbed. Without fail I always have a great
time when I just flow with whatever happens.

  The best sexual experiences always occur when I hook up with a guy who is a
great kisser, when a guy is good at giving and receiving oral, when hot, sweaty
body contact occurs, when mutual rimming happens, and when I get to fuck the
ass off an eager bottom. It's not to say that a great sexual experiences can't
occur with just any one of the above, but it is clearly exceptional sex when
all of the above occurs with one guy. There are times that all the above have
occurred 5 or 6 times in one visit to f212 for me. You may have guessed it by
now but I have a huge appetite sexually that just cannot be satisfied with one
man. I have come close with one guy who eventually became a regular fuck buddy
but he moved away and got involved in a committed relationship. On one occasion
alone we did all of the above, which included fucking him for 7 hours straight.
For 15 minutes he fucked me and did he ever jackhammer my ass in those 15
minutes. Yes, my cock always stays hard. This
 buddy made me a bet that he could make my cock go soft. He said without fail
his ass muscles were so developed that he could squeeze the blood out of cock
and make it soft in mere seconds. I put him to the test and I won.

  I've been going to bathhouses now for ten years and have many stories but my
most recent one has me so hot that I plan on going back soon to see if I can
duplicate it. I want to write about it but know without a doubt that I won't be
able to get across just how incredibly hot the sex was between us. I know it
was just as hot for him because despite having many men to choose from he kept
on coming back to me. I had this guy just as hooked as I was to him.

  I had just finished showering prior to going into the steam room at f212 in
New Westminster BC. It was about 7pm and a new crowd of men was coming in to
get their rocks off. As I walk in front of the showers, making my way to the
steamroom,  my eyes met the eyes of this cute blonde. He was about 5' 9",
170lbs, blue eyes and had a nicely muscled body...just my type. I later found
out that his body was like chiseled stone. His ass was like rock hard granite.
It didn't take long until I checked out his cock. Swaying from side to side,
watering dripping off it's perfectly formed huge tip was about 6" of soft,
thick cut cock, cradled by heavy low hanging balls. Figuritively speaking he
had me and I had him by the balls. I game was on.

  About 15 feet from the open shower stalls to the door of the steamroom I saw
his body turn as his eyes followed my movements. His reflection was very clear
in the glass door on the entrance of the steamroom. I entered and found nobody
else inside. Soon I heard the clanging the keys and saw the image of someone
placing his towel on the hook just outside he door. The door opened and in
walked someone. He proceeded to stand against the glass block that was a
dividing wall between the door the the two level bench seating. I was sitting
approximately 5 feet on the lower level of the bench. I never want to appear to
eager even though in this case I was tempted to use the little head and give
in. This was the guy I wanted to bed but I wanted him to meet me half way. I
moved down the bench about 3 feet and waited to see if he would move. He stayed
right where he was. I moved back to my original position. In the meantime I
noticed his 6" thick slab of cock was expanding in length
 and girth. From pointing down at the floor it laboured its way so that it
stuck straight out from his body to within seconds it was like it was glued to
his six pack. All this occurred without him laying a hand on his cock. It
lengthened to approximatelt 7.5" and the girth looked like a fucking beer can.
Then out he went and the shower was on again.

  For some reason I knew this guy was going to be back. Within 2 minutes the
door opened and in walked this gorgeously formed man but this time he stood
against the wall, right beside where I was sitting. We were so close our legs
touched. I leaned foward to get up close and personal with this wonderful
specimen of his manhood hanging between his legs and up that fucker throbbed.
Within seconds this ram rod stood tall and was as hard as steel. Filling the
cavity of his piss hole was a huge dollop of precum. With one fell swoop my
tongue reached out of my mouth sucking up that precum like a toad consuming an
unsuspecting fly. This guy's knees buckled as the sensation caught him by
surprise. I thought he was going to lose his load right there and then because
as his knees buckled those beautiful, heavy cum filled balls instantly
retracted and nestled in on either side of his cock. Not wanting to miss a drop
of his nectar my jaw was forced to expand to accommodate the enormous
 cock before me. As my jaw tried to stretch I heard a cracking sound coming
from my jaw. Never before had I taken in so much man meat. I held his cock in
my mouth ready to take his load but hoping that he could hold on. We all know
what most men do once they've popped their load. I wasn't done with him by a
long shot (pardon the pun). Then I saw his balls relax and begin loosen. He
cock still throbbed inside my mouth.

  Keep in mind that we were fooling around in a steam room. There is a limit to
what the body can take with that intense heat. We both agreed that it was
getting too hot and went out to shower, cool off and get some water. While
under the shower I wanted to soap up his hot body but my conservative
conditioning made me pause from touching another man in the shower. I did
notice that even though he was under a cool shower his cock stayed hard. This
time it was sticking straight out and his balls didn't hang quite so low. This
guy was so horny and had to find release. Still wanting give him options after
I showered I stood in the shower area, leaning against the half wall watching
the hot sex that was going on on the TV screen. It is an open shower area with
several shower heads, each had a potential alternative choice of sexual partner
for him or I. Not wanting to appear too eager, I was faking it well, I didn't
just go back into the steamroom. None of the guys headed that
 way either once they finished. My stud strolled in the aisles of the
bathhouse. Each time he'd pass me he'd look up to see if I was watching.

  Finally I returned to the steamroom. Don't ask me why I love having sex in
there when I have a room and other options to go to to play but somehow it
really turns me on to get it on with another man (or men) in there. It was mere
seconds and the stud returned to the steamroom again standing right beside me.
His dick was still swollen, dripping precum like a fountain. With this guy more
than most others I wanted his cock right down my throat so I got on my knees
right in front of him, put one hand on his chiseled, hairy chest, and devoured
his cock whole. I could feel from having my hand on his chest that the
sensatiions took him by surprise because he inhaled a massive amount of air and
there was a deep growl that came from deep within. His cock was at the entrance
to my throat as it expanded to proportions that made it impossible to swollow
it. Most guys I can manage to get their meat down my throat but this guy's dong
was going to get the better of me. Immiediately I
 began to change my strategy which meant that I used my tongue to tantalize his
dong while I plunged up and down, sometimes in rapid succession and sometimes
slowly. I worked his dick over this way for a good 15 minutes sadistically
enjoying the pleasure and torture I was giving this man. He showed me that he
had major staying power and his balls showed me he was oh so close. But he also
showed that he wanted this to last.

  Again the heat got the better of us and out we went to the showers. Every guy
standing under the showers stared at the stud's huge cock as it stood at
attention when he exited the steamroom. Hot guys approached him with offers to
join them in their room but he found a shower to cool off under, eventually
dried himself and walked away to cruise the bathhouse halls. I showered beside
him and then left to go to my room. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I
knew he was hooked on me and I was sure hooked on him.

  This entire experience was going like none other of my experiences at the
bathhouse. Most of the time the experiences with a guy involved mutual
pleasure. Being a top I liked to be worked on more than working on a guy.
Usually I'd drop a guy like a hot potato if he hadn't sucked my dick at least
as much as I sucked his. Somehow this experience had given me all the pleasure
I needed (and more). I knew I had taken him to the edge several times, then
backed off. It was pleasure and torture at the same time. Based on the
heaviness of this dude's balls he couild easily have drowned me in rivers of
cum by this time but not if I could have helped it for at least another hour.

  I decided I'd had enough of the steamroom for now yet wanted more of this
dude. I left my door slightly open waiting for him to join me. It didn't take
long at all and he passed my door 5 or 6 times obviously waiting for me to ask
him in. That was not going to happen. For about 5 minutes he stood adjacent to
my door looking in as I was stroking my cock. He looked outstanding in his
towel with his heavy piece of manhood listing to the right. The outline of this
beautiful cut cock was unmistakeable. Other guys cruised him. He even received
offers to go to their rooms. He acted as if he never heard them. He was one hot
commodity. Finally he walked right over to my room, closed the door, and
dropped his towel. It had been a good 20 minutes since our last episode and yet
this guy's cock was still semi-hard.

  As I laid on my bed he quickly started rubbing deeply into my well defined
hairy chest. From his first touch it felt like electricity was flowing through
him to me and then back to him. I stood up and wanted to taste his lips. Like
my own his were thick and oh so soft to the touch. As our mouths converged  it
was as though I was losing my breath and at the same time our passion was
increasing. I had the sense that the same thing was happening for him.

  My hand wandered down his firm back and found his buns of steel. On men half
his age I'd never felt such well developed globes. After quite a while of
kissing and caressing his marvelous ass my figure found another prize. His
pucker was begging for attention. Talk about tight this man's love chute was as
tight as a virgin's. With great effort and without resistance from him my
finger penetrated his man cunt. Though he knew it was coming, once the
penetration occured, his legs seemed to fail him for a split second, his knees
bended and he feel short of falling back onto the bed. Again a massive influx
of oygen was required only this time his mouth was tied to mine and the
eroticism went to another level.

  The flow of our lovemaking seemed to be natural and not driven by the control
of one or the other of us. As if it was the most natural thing to do our lips
parted, he laid on the bed, I knelt on the floor and he put his legs in the
air. I only rim those guys that get me exceptionally hot. It goes without
saying this guy was a 15 on a scale from one to ten and my dick was doing the
thinking for me. With one hand on his chest, squeezing his nipple, I buried my
tongue in his very tight pucker. Again he was gasping for air and a growl
escaped from deep within telling me this man was in deep lust. Out of the
corner of my eye I could see his cock flailing as if it too were taking on
incredibly new sensations. For ten minutes I buried my tongue into the deep
recesses of his chute. I could literally feel the pressure of his tight canal
pulse on my tongue as it fucked him in a hot rthymic dance of mutual lust.
Strangely enough though I was the giver of pleasure I was receiving
 just as much pleasure as he appeared to be getting.

  After 10 minutes of fucking him with my tongue we stood again and kissed so
passionately
  with tongues meeting. Some men don't like to feel the whiskers of another man
as they kiss suggesting that it is too rough. This stud and I were of the same
mind enjoying the feeling and sound of whiskers contacting as part of our
smoking hot kisses.

  Down below our cocks were both so lubed from the flow of precum, combined
with the friction of head-to-head/ balls-to-balls contact, that there was such
an escalation of our lust that it became so intense that soon this was going to
end in an eruption of man juice.

  When I laid him on his back on the bed my mouth went like a diving rod to
water and found the original object of my lust...his cock. To my surprise it
appeared to have grown even longer and thicker than before. In fact, its girth
was so much bigger than I could barely get my eager mouth around it. This
fucker sure came from some good stock. He had a prize package in deed.

  Instantly and with great effort I got my mouth to fit on this oversized piece
of almond joy. The head of his cock became the hardest obstruction to overcome
but once my mouth adjusted there was no stopping me. I proceeded to bob up and
down that joystick like my life depended on it. This man was reduced to a
puddle of lust. So wild were the sensations that he started thrashing on the
surface of the bed. Out side my room I could hear guys gathering around and
asking that I open the door so wild and noisey were his reactions to what he
was experiencing. Strangely enough my moaning was a close second to his. I was
so into what was going on.

  Then he begged me to stop. He didn't want to cum yet. He stood and you could
hear the audible sound of his purple coloured cock slap against his abs. Even
as he was out of breath he didn't stop to breathe, he wanted to kiss again.
Though not as desperate for air I too was out of breathe  due to the high I was
experiencing. Our lips were so locked onto one another that we had no other way
to retrieve new air but through our noses. The gasping for air through our
noses for loud and dramatic.

  Once his mouth met mine it felt like a thunder bolt of electricity passed
through us and instantly I could feel the cum boiling in my balls. Within
seconds the first burst of cum shot up what little space there was between us
and hit me in the chin. The second and third bursts barely got up to our abs.
The rest flowed into my hand. With my cum drenched hand I proceeded to beat his
meat. I felt a major series of throbbing sensations and he screamed just before
his cock erupted violently covering both our chest and abs. As the last of his
cum flowed my mouth just had to taste it. With my mouth on his cock another
three bursts of love juices pumped into my mouth. The smell of cum filled the
room as we colapsed on the bed me on top of him our cocks in the last throws
pumping out our balls excesses.

  Once we caught our breath we parted, showered and left f212 not knowing if
we'd ever meet again. My hope is that when I return next Monday he'll be there
again. This time I want to do all that is mentioned above plus I want to fuck
him silly. I want him to cum once, twice, maybe even three times. I want to
show him what an inspiration I can be in helping a man recover.

  Your thoughts on what you've read: ycwjames@yahoo.com