Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2011 04:26:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ali Baba Baths 8

The Ali Baba Baths 8
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com

The next few weeks were busy at the school. The fire had left many of the
students unsettled, so getting them calmed down enough to study science was
a chore. I changed my class to study fire and gases. This was a great
success. The students saw the fire as a random event such as a lightning
strike.  I discussed it as a natural phenomenon.

I was able to work in combustion and the production of gasses and well as
air circulation. This interested the students and calmed them.  Once you
understand something one feels more in control. Mr. White sent one of his
associates to explain fireproof construction. This was most interesting to
my students.

The Headmaster received several notes from the parents commending me for my
efforts. Fire is frightening under most circumstances, and ten of our
students had been trapped on the upper floor of the burning building.

While I receive praise for my fast action, some teachers felt my working on
the cleanup after the fire was inappropriate. It was ungentlemanly. I also
associated with men who were not of my status. Firemen and construction
workers were lower class men. They felt I should have left that to the
school's janitors. I was entirely unapologetic about that. I asked if we
would have been better if we had waited for a brigade of bankers and
stockbrokers to come to our rescue, so our students could be save by
gentlemen.

The Board of Trustees was most pleased by my actions, as were the
parents. I tend to be well organized and had managed to save many of the
students' possessions. The school laundry brigade did a wonderful job
cleaning smoke damaged clothes. Mrs. O'Bannon, the head laundry woman was
good and was able to work miracles. The headmaster had been afraid the fire
would scare off students.  Our quick response to the emergency was
reassuring.

Everyone knows that fires happen.  The school responded well, and both the
students and the parents were reassured. There were several unexpected
results of the fire. Mr. White's architectural firm, McKim, Meade and White
did the rebuilding after the fire.  The board decided to upgrade fire
protection and exits in all school buildings.

The school hired the construction firm that employed Blackie to do all the
new construction. Blackie's crew became a fixture at the school. While I
was busy, I still had time to get to the baths.  One Sunday I was surprised
to find Blackie there with Captain Malloy, the fireman. I never understood
how Blackie made contact with men. The captain looked uneasy.  I assumed
this was his first trip to the Ali Babba.

He was wearing a towel. Blackie was nude. I was naked. Malloy was afraid to
take a look, but he cast furtive glances at both Blackie and me. Blackie
was more impressive, my own equipment was more accessible. We chatted for a
while and Malloy relaxed some.

"My friend here his seven children and his good wife had cut him off,"
Blackie explained. "She says seven is too many.  You know I am a charitable
man and I wanted to help him out.  No one wants a tense fireman."

I smiled.  "You are a humanitarian."

"Wait until I am finished with my story before you praise me," Blackie
continued. "We talked about his situation. Malloy doesn't like
streetwalkers.  He could only afford the least expensive ones, and they're
no good.  Now I just happened to let it slip that I knew a man who had an
ass that could meet his needs.  Malloy didn't believe me."

"I'm really not sure about this," Malloy whispered.

"Relax, it's fine," Blackie replied.  Blackie was a convincing man. "Walter
is a good, friendly man. I told you nothing goes beyond the walls of the
baths, not a word.  It's a place when you can let your hair down and no one
minds."

"It ain't my hair I'm thinking about," Malloy whispered.  Blackie and I
laughed. "Damn, I have three weeks of cum built up in me!  I've never done
anything like this before.  There are other men in the room."

"They've all seen it before," Blackie said. "To tell you the truth, they've
all done it a few times too! You don't need to do anything. We'll take care
of everything."

"I'm really loaded.  I make a big mess. Bridget hates that," Malloy
replied.  I noticed that wasn't exactly a refusal.

"That's not going to be a problem here," Blackie said. "You are a bit
overdressed for the stream room. Take off your towel and close your eyes."
Malloy did as he was told. He was uneasy, but Alonzo and Gustav walked by,
naked and fully erect. They met Fergus and Gustav played with Fergus'
foreskin. Malloy opened his towel.

I was annoyed Blackie had volunteered me to take care of Malloy's problem.
I liked Malloy, and I too seemed to do what Blackie wanted.  He was that
sort of man.

I assumed I would suck; Malloy would shoot off, and then I would
swallow. This is what Malloy and I expected.  Malloy later told me he
didn't expect me to swallow. He thought he would hose down the steam room
as he spurted his semen and would have to clean it up. It would be a
utilitarian interlude. That's not what happened.

Malloy wanted some quick, tension release sex; he needed a full-scale, no
holds barred passionate sex.  He warmed up quickly. Afterward, he told me
he had never seen naked except in the dark and a tongue had never touched
his privates. He had unusually think foreskin, but his cock had grown
enough to part the skin and I could see the tip of his cock head and the
slit.

I extended my tongue and touched the tip. Malloy shivered in excitement and
a glob of his ball juices emerged.  I took the tip of his cock into my
mouth and worked my tongue into the space between the head and the skin. He
came close to ejaculating pre cum. His ball juices were both plentiful and
tasty. Life is full of surprises and Malloy was a joy to suck.  He rewarded
every movement of my tongue with a glob of fresh juice and a shiver.

Blackie had to hold him down at first; his reaction to my tongue's magic
was that strong. He calmed down and eventually only his cock twitched as I
sucked. Malloy had a large cock head on a curved shaft.  The head seemed to
be exceptionally sensitive.

When I took a breather, he asked me if he had to suck me.  I told him no,
unless he wanted to suck me. I had noticed before that by leaving it up to
your partner, ones chance of being sucked later greatly improved. Most men
have a sense of fair play.

Alonzo, Gustav and Fergus had joined us and they were playing with
Blackie. Alonzo and Fergus were kissing as Gustav eased his cock into
Fergus' ass. Gustav was shorter than Fergus and his cock fit into the ass
while Fergus stood.  Blackie was on his knees sucking both Alonzo and
Fergus. Malloy liked watching Gustav's cock probing Fergus's ass.  I knew
what he wanted.

I got on my hands and knees and Malloy was ready. We didn't need any
lubricant since Malloy oozed so much. Malloy went at it like a mad man
until Blackie got him to slow down. Eventually I got on my back and he
fucked me with my legs bent back over my chest.  This was spectacular for
me. The curve of his cock made him hit all the right places.

He began to kiss me as he pumped. A minute or two later his balls let loose
their loads. I could feel him shooting in my ass. He was shivering and
twitching with each ejaculation.  He finally pulled out. He looked at the
men around us as if they would pity him. Alonzo dropped to his knees and
slurped up the remains of his orgasm.

"Damn, that was beautiful," Gustav said. "Just beautiful."  I don't think
that was the reaction he expected. Malloy looked relieved. Every once and a
while you think you have failed only to discover you won the race. That was
the way Malloy looked.

Blackie put his arm around him. After a orgasm as massive as Malloy's, he
needed some comfort. Malloy didn't lose his erection after the orgasm.  He
was still hard and still drooling sperm. It was lovely.

Malloy was ready to get going again and half hour later. He had just
discovered the joys of man sex and wanted to do it again. As a new man at
the baths, the members wanted to make him feel welcome. Malloy was like a
bear that had just discovered a pot of honey. For a man who had been so
uneasy a short time earlier, Malloy made friends easily.

I assumed he would stay near Blackie and me, but he was an independent sort
and open to all the possibilities. By the time, he left the steam room his
beard was dripping with sperm and his own man seed was in the rectums of
three men. The afternoon was success.

As I walked home after school on Wednesday, I ran into Malloy a few blocks
from the baths. I knew this wasn't by accident. The fire station was
nowhere near where we met.

"I want to thank you," he said. "I was scared and you were as nice as a man
could be," he said.

"I had a good time and think I should be thanking you," I replied.

"It wasn't the way it is with Bridget. I felt warm and welcome," he said
under his breath.  "I'd never been sucked before and I've never sucked
one. It wasn't what I thought it would be. I thought it would be.  .  ."

"Well it is a bath," I said.

"It wasn't just that. I'm not sure I've been with someone who wanted it,"
he continued. "Bridget did it because it was a woman's duty. She never
really enjoyed it. My brother does it whenever he wants whether his wife
wants it or not. I can't do that.  Bridget gets pregnant almost every
time."

 I leaned close to him. "Well I can assure you, I won't do that!"  He burst
out laughing.

"You are the science master at the school. You should know," he
continued. He dropped his voice. "Do you think we could do it again?"  I
nodded.

"The Ali Baba Baths is a welcoming place."

"Does everyone there like it as much as they seemed to like it?" he
asked. "It seemed too good to be true."

"I've been going to the baths for over six months now. There are many
different men, but they are all friendly and accommodating," I said. "Omar
doesn't let anyone join unless they are easy to get along with."

"There are two other men at the Station who might like to visit," Malloy
said.

"You have been busy!"

"Not really, I knew about these men before. They are good firefighters and
one saved my life," he explained. "I saw them together once. They didn't
know I saw them. Officially, I should have turned them in, but a good
firefighter is a good firefighter. I'm pretty sure they would like a place
to go where they can't be exposed, a safe place."

"The baths are safe," I said. "I go there almost every day. I'd be glad to
introduce them to Omar."

"When do you go?" he asked.

I told him I usually went after dinner at the school, usually at 7:30. We
agreed to meet on Friday and visit the baths again. Malloy went off in
another direction. I continued in to the baths and told Omar about the
conversation.  He was enthusiastic he was also willing to give them a
discount if they enjoyed the place.

At 7:30 on Friday, I met Malloy and three friends and we went to the
baths. Apparently, his friend had other friends. He introduced me to them
as Robert, George and Sean.  All had pronounced accents. They were all big,
burly men. Fire fighting was heavy work, even with modern steam
engines. One of the men I recognized had been at the school fire.  They
were nervous, but excited.

Fridays tended to be the bachelor nights, since the married men had to go
home to their families. Omar was welcoming as usual, and Murad took us to
the locker room. The bath had electric lights and skylights in many of the
rooms.  At night, the interior was dim. That was good for my nervous
firemen.  They didn't feel exposed.

The shower bath was a great success. Some Fire Houses had converted to
showers but others still had baths. The showers were easy, fast and let the
men see the bath's members nude. They were a bit shy at first, but soon
realized there was no need to hide one's privates here. They also realized
it was acceptable to look.

I had become accustomed to the nudity at the baths, but for most men simply
seeing other men nude was exceedingly rare. It simply didn't happen unless
one went swimming in a river or stream. That could occur in rural areas,
but was not possible in gigantic cities like New York or Brooklyn. It is
safe to say that my firemen and the regular patrons of the baths formed a
mutual admiration society.

I tend to plan things out in advance, and had no idea how to introduce
these men to the joys of man sex.  I didn't know how experienced they were,
nor if they were as open-minded ad the Bath's members. All my planning and
worrying came to naught. The men of the Bath were interested in firemen,
and they made their own introductions and came to their own arrangements.

It didn't make any difference what the firemen wanted; someone was willing
to do it for him. The firemen could pick and choose. Robert and Sean got
along well; George seemed shyer. He attracted me. Malloy, Robert and Sean
were all Irish, George was a Scot and more reserved.

He was a ginger bear, with a massive, bushy beard and a coat of curly red
hair from his neck to his ankles. It didn't show up well in the dim light,
but he seemed to have a halo when the light was behind him.

George was the biggest of the men and the most muscular, but the least
aggressive form a sexual point of view. It is curious that one's actual
physical condition isn't always reflected in your personality.  If you saw
George, you would guess he was a hearty fellow with a taste for bar room
brawls. His face had several scars, as did his body. They were due to
injuries sustained in a rescue. Bar room, brawl and heroic rescue scars all
look the same. He was also the least experienced of the four firemen.

I was planning to remedy that condition, when Omar joined us. Normally he
wore his robe and let it fall open at strategic times.  He was robe less
and semi-erect. Omar saw me sitting with George and came over to us. Since
we were sitting and Omar was standing, we were face to cock. Omar did his
standard, "I hope you enjoy our little bath," routine. This gave George
some gazing time with the cock in his face.

Omar was about George's size and Omar's organ seemed to inspire
George. George's cock barely peaked out of his bush. The bush was a tangle
of copper hair and you almost wondered if it was lost I the forest. It
began to peek out. George had extra foreskin. What I had thought was the
tip of his cock was just the tip of the skin.  The cock was an inch or more
to the rear.

As he talked with Omar, I slipped to the floor and sucked on George's
emerging cock. I sucked the skin into my mouth and then got my tongue into
the skin wrapper. George had seemed uneasy in the steam room, but he had
been pumping out sex juices the whole time. The taste was intoxicating.  It
was as if it had fermented inside the thick skin. I had only a short while
to enjoy that before his cock head grew and stretched the skin.

As luck would have it, my tongue first touched his oozing slit and I got to
taste his fresh home brew. His knob was huge, but I managed to force my
tongue into the gap between the tender underside of his cockhead and the
skin.  The organ was tender and responsive.  He shivered.

"He doesn't need to do that," George whispered to Omar.

"Let me assure you, it is no problem for him, or indeed for any man who
patronizes the Ali Baba Baths," Omar said. "Let me make that clearer, far
from being a problem, it is a pleasure and a joy."

"I'm afraid I may shoot off," George complained.

"Don't worry about that," Omar said in his most reassuring voice. "This is
an all male club.  Our rules reflect that. Outside the Baths, the world had
many rules and restrictions as to what is, and more importantly, is not
acceptable behavior. We have many fewer rules in the baths, the most
important rule, other than to be polite to the other men at the baths, is
that that there are no restrictions on ways men can feel pleasure. It is
also incumbent on our patrons to share pleasure and to help our friends and
acquaintances experience pleasure,

"Every man's male organ makes a rich combination of juices and fluids," he
continued. "We all know the more excited we get the more we ooze, drip or
spurt. If this is a necessary part of the pleasure, why not rejoice in it?
I once thought it was just messy. Now I rejoice in it. What could be
friendlier that to give pleasure to a friend and then taste his own seed?"

George began to spurt and I was there to take it. I don't know how long he
had saved his seed, but I still had a mouthful after I swallowed
twice. Omar kissed me and coated his tongue in George's cream. George
looked shocked at this, but he had another major ejaculation. It splattered
on Malloy.  He looked and saw it came from George.  The Irishman then
collected the sperm on his finger and licked it. George's cock twitched,
but didn't shoot.

Aldred entered the room and came over to George and me. He looked George in
the eye and I knew they would get along. I went with Omar to see how the
other firemen were doing. When I came back, George was on the floor, gently
sucking Aldred's organ.

Robert and Sean were in a cock-suckers heaven. They had the look of
children in a candy store. There were so many cocks, they wanted to try
them all. That wasn't a sophisticated approach, but it had the advantage of
making friends easily. I found Robert in a corner with three men.  Two were
sharing his cock as he sucked a third. He began shooting, and covered the
heads of the two suckers in cream. They were good sports.

Sean was feeding Alonzo his manly juices. Alonzo was always
appreciative. Malloy was with a man I didn't know. The man was on his hands
and knees. Malloy unloaded his balls and all was well.

By now, all four firemen had climaxed and they regrouped in a corner of the
shower. There was a certain amount of post orgasm let down, but they were
strong vigorous men. While their cocks were still dripping form the
previous orgasms, I could tell their juices were beginning to rise. The man
Malloy had fucked was in the floor licking any cock that was dripping.