Date: Wed, 23 Mar 2016 09:51:35 -0400
From: Giac Tramonto <giac.tramonto@gmail.com>
Subject: NYC Bathhouse Encounter 1 - First Anal

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While I enjoyed topping both men and women (and it is still my preference)
I was fascinated by the idea of being a bottom. There was a strong pull to
be entered by someone, be it pegged by a woman, or fucked by a man. My
mistress and I discussed it, but we never got around to it. Then one
drunken night at the bathhouse on the westside, a Japanese man with a
really small dick slid it into me and I came immediately. Then he slipped
out immediately and couldn't get it back in, so I just sucked him off. Yet
the memory of this began to haunt me, I started to think more and more
about taking a cock. I began to complusivily masterbate in men's rooms,
obsessed with the idea of being fucked.

one afternoon I went back down to the bath house on the westside in
Chelsea. Even though I had been there several times over the years, and
fucked many men there, this time I was terrified, shaking, both of what was
to come and the idea that someone would see me going in from the street.
Like they knew I wanted a cock. I passed the door three times before I went
in, and up the stairs .

Once inside I paid for a room, and stepped inside. A heavyset man, with a
shaved head and smooth body saw me and followed behind the attendant and me
to my room. Inside I took off all of my clothes. I was shaking, forcing
myself to breath deep. I wrapped the towel around my waist, placed the key
around my arm and walked out to shower.

The heavy set guy saw me and homed in. He was hairless, very muscular, but
more round than cut. He tried to strike up a conversation, like a beer
buddy would but it became clear that he wanted me to top him. There was a
part of me that was  into  it, but I wanted to get fucked, and I was afraid
that if I had any relief before, I wouldn't have the nerve to go through
with it.

I told the guy I was jumping in the shower fast, and that though versatile,
I wanted to bottom right now. I also told him what room I was in, thinking
he might want to fuck me. I walked nervously to the shower and washed
myself. Then I went back in my room and laid there on my stomach, with the
door open and my ass exposed for all the  men passing to see. I laid there,
hoping that guy would come in, hoping someone would come in, dreading what
I would do when they did come in. I brought the lights down low, so as not
to scare anyone off.

As I laid there, naked and exposed, my mind whirled. I thought about
getting up and closing the door before it was too late, just close the
door, put on my clothes and just walk back out into the street. I could
sense the hairless guy outside, looking at me through the darkened room. My
mind raced thinking he was watching me, wondering if he was going to fuck
me.

I lost track of the time telling myself to leave and then I felt a hand on
my leg, and the warm fingers trace their way up to my ass. I turned my head
to see a tall thin man, hairy body, tight stomach, white, bald on top with
hair on the side. This was a completely different guy and I was shocked. I
couldn't see his face, as it was submerged in shadow. I never really looked
at it, because my eyes went straight to the towel around his waist. I
reached my hand out and felt his dick beneath. He took it off to expose a
long thin dick, dangling down low. I took it in my hand, he stepped forward
and I took it in my mouth. It started to straighten and lengthen and slide
down my throat.  As it rose and hardened between my lips, as I worked it
slowly with my tongue, it didn't  thicken, staying about an inch wide, it
stayed thin, but it lengthened to eight inches, prodding deeper and deeper
in my throat.

I felt his hand on my ass again, this time his fingers moved to the crack,
I lifted my leg up, and he slid his finger to my asshole. His long boney
finger started to prod, tease and massage my hole, as my head went up and
down on his cock. His finger started to go into my ass, slowly working it's
way up to the knuckle. I gagged on his cock, as he started to fuck my face
and start to work a second finger into my ass.

I told him it was my first time, and he told me not to worry. He told me
lie down on my stomach, so I what he told me to do.

His hands spread my cheeks far apart, and I felt his hot tongue in my ass.
I breathed deeply as I pushed back  onto it and felt it's warm softness go
in deeper to me. The tongue stopped and left my ass, then I saw his long
bony hand reach to the table beside my head and grab a condom. I could hear
the wrapper tearing, my heart started to pound. I saw him reach for the
packet of lube and I felt the cold wet feeling of it, as it was massaged
into my hole. I felt the fingers go into me one at a time, working it
slowly till three fingers gently moved in and out of me. I felt his other
hand rub my back as my body relaxed and I drifted into the feeling of being
opened, slowly up. Then the fingers pulled out of me and I felt his lips
kiss my shoulder, as the pain began.

I the pressure of his cock on my hole hit me with a shock, as my body
lurched forward trying to escape from it, to get away from his penis, claw
my way out from under him, off the bed. I begged him to stop. He stopped
and rubbed my shoulders, and told me to breath deep. I did, and he told me
to do it again, He got me into a rhythm of breathing deeply as he started
to put pressure on my hole again, this time very slowly. I bit the pillow
and clenched it to my face. I breathed in deep as I felt it pushing into
me. He pulled out again, messaged my anal ring with his fingers again,
kissing my neck. Then the pressure started again, but this time the pain
was less, as I felt it move into me. I fought to keep my breathing deep and
regular, as it went ever deeper into me. And then I felt his hips on my
ass, as his penis sunk into the hilt. I felt him push down into my ass and
grind in, as I exhaled.

I rolled my head on the pillow and my eyes clenched. He ground into me
slowly, moving up and down, as he ran his hands over my arms, and grasped
my hands. Kissing my neck, he rocked his cock, pulling it in and out just a
little bit. My body was frozen, I could feel every part of his cock, in
every muscle in my body, electricity flowing through me. He told me to get
up on my knees,  so I did. Now up in doggy style, he pushed deep into me as
I deeply exhaled. And then he started to pound.

I only realized how at his mercy I was, when I was up on all fours. There
in doggy style, as he started to slowly pound on my ass, I knew there was
no way to stop it. If I pulled away, he would just ram in, and there was no
way of getting him out of me, without really getting hurt as his iron hard
cock pulled out of my ass the wrong way. The best thing I could do, to keep
the pain down, was to do whatever he wanted. Just angle my ass up, giving
him the best access, keep myself relaxed, and  push back on his cock, so he
couldn't pull all the way and ram me. So I started to push back, matching
his pace bouncing on his cock. The music in the bathhouse was playing loud,
and I started t loose myself in it. My body felt hot and alive, as he
stroked the inside of my body with his hard long dick. Then he stopped for
a second and reached for something. Then he reached around my body and his
lube covered hand grabbed my cock. Now he started to fuck me while jerking
me off. I started to back back like a fag slut, loving every stroke,
ecstatic in the way he was using my body. I don't know for how long I
rammed him, before I started to gush cum all over the bed beneath me and my
legs as my hole started to spasm tightly clenching his dick. He had given
me a reach around, not for my pleasure, but to turn my asshole into his
fleshlight.

It drove him wild. He started to bang me with full force, how vulnerable I
was. I was trapped on his dick till he was finished. He just rammed my
prostate over and over, and it was so sore from just cumming. I gasped out
loud and said: too hard, "too hard, you are going too hard", but he didn't
listen or care. I don't know how long he went, it was just moments, but it
felt like forever. Then he jammed deeply into me, grinding my prostate, my
ass, gripping my hips. And then it was done.

His hands caressed my back, and he kissed my neck, as I remained on all
fours like some animal. Then began the slow pull out of his cock from my
hole. It felt like it was a foot long as it slowly dragged out. I felt my
hole close as his cock left me, but then I felt the drag of the reservoir
of the condom in my ass. I felt the long line of cum filled latex pull
slowly out, as if my ass wanted to keep it. Then I saw his hand toss it
into the trash can, like so much wadded up toilet paper. I collapsed into
the pool of my own cum on the bed. I heard him say thanks and close the
door behind him. I never even saw his face.

Suddenly the first hairless guy opened the door and saw me lying there, ass
out, exhausted and covered in cum. He murmured "damn it", having lost his
chance and walked out leaving the door open and me exposed. I felt
exhausted and confused. I had done it and I was ashamed and I already
wanted another dick in my ass.