Date: Sat, 13 Mar 2004 21:09:32 -0500
From: Butler GayGuy <bgg_nifty (at) hotmail (dot) com>
Subject: A Day At The Baths, part one

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places and real people or events is merely a coincidence. This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between men and/or teenagers. If
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PART ONE

The building was old, turn of the last century.  It was typical of this
section of the city: narrow, tall, and with large windows.  I walked around
the block a few times, just to get a feel for the neighborhood.  If this
were New York City, these buildings would have been turned into lofts long
ago, with restaurants, delis, and groceries on the street level.  There
would be people coming and going, dogs being walked, and a constant flow of
cabs.  However, it is not.

It was only 10:00 at night, but the streets were deserted.  Very few people
lived downtown, and all the businesses had closed for the weekend.  If only
there was something else to do so I could work up the courage to go in, but
there wasn't.  I did go to the bar before and have three very weak and
poorly mixed drinks.  My goal was to get drunk so I would have the guts to
do what I was about to do.  But, since I could barely gulp down the ones I
had, I figured I might as well just leave.

So here I was, standing outside.  I don't know why I was so nervous; I can
usually walk into any place and feel confident that I am one of the
best-looking people there.  Ok, don't get me wrong.  I am not all stuck on
myself, but I know I am good-looking.  I workout, dress well, and am just,
well, hot.  I have always been the "hot" one, or the "cute" one.  All my
life.  Everybody I've ever dated has pursued me.  Therefore, it is
uncharacteristic of me to be this nervous.

I walked up to the door and went into the lobby.  The signs said to take
the elevator to the fourth floor, which I did.  When I got off, there was a
big security door with a camera and a buzzer.  I assumed I had to push the
button, so I did, and the door clicked and I went in.  The counter looked
like one in a doctor's office.  It came halfway up the wall, and had
sliding windows to seal off the office.

The windows were open, and a 30ish man was standing there talking to
someone standing behind the window.  He smiled when I walked in and winked.

"What can I do for you, handsome?" he asked.

"Um, I'm not sure.  This is my first time here, and I'm not sure what to
do."

"It's ok, sweetie.  Everybody here has had a first time at one point!"

He explained the rules and membership info.  I had to decide between a
one-day and a monthly membership.  Since I had no idea what would happen
here, I opted for the one-day.  Then I had to pick between a room and a
locker.  Jeff explained the difference to me.

"You should probably get a room; more privacy that way.  Things can get a
little overwhelming the first couple of times and it's nice to have
someplace to go and close the door."

"Ok," I said.  "The room sounds better."

"Oh fuck.  Sorry honey, but we have no more rooms right now.  Should soon.
We have a list of people waiting, and I'll put you on it.  I'll put you
near the top, and get ya in one as soon as we can."

"You don't have to do that.  I wouldn't want you to get in any trouble."

He laughed.  "I own this place.  I'll put you on any list I want."

I was taken aback finding out he owned this.  He didn't fit the image of
what I thought the owner would look like.  Goes to show stereotypes can be
wrong.  He told me to go to my locker and get situated, and as soon as a
room opened up he would come find me or announce my locker number on the PA
system.

"Right though this door here is the vending area.  To the right is a TV
lounge with some couches and stuff.  Turn to the left and you'll pass a
bathroom and shower and beyond that is the locker area.  This is the fourth
floor; use the stairs to go down to three, or up to five and six.  The
rooftop patio is open, but it may get a little chilly.  Up to you.  Have
fun."

He practically pushed me through the door, and if he wouldn't have, I'd
still be standing there, debating on whether this whole thing was a good
idea or not.  I walked past the bathroom, stopped there first, and then on
to my locker.  Not many people were around, so I hurried and undressed as
fast as I could and wrapped the white towel Jeff gave me across my waist.
There was still time to go home, I'm sure I could get my money back.  But,
what the fuck!  I'm here, so I might as well look around.  I headed for the
stairs to go down to the third floor.

Gripping my towel around my slim waist, I headed down the stairs.  Two wall
sconces, one at either end of the staircase, lighted the stairwell.  The
red bulbs cast an agreeable glow that seemed to make all skin blemishes
disappear, as well as light the way to safety.  Maybe that was the idea.
The door at the bottom of the stairs opened up into the middle of a
hallway.  On either side of the door, guys sat on benches, some smoking,
others were chatting, all wearing nothing but the white towels.  A few
looked hot, and I decided I would be back to scope them out after I
finished my tour.

I turned right.  Lining the hallway on both sides were doors to private
rooms, and after a considerable number, I came upon another bathroom area.
This one was completely open; the hallway ran right through it.  I was glad
I went upstairs!  A few more guys were hanging out by the urinals, talking.
I saw one take a dose of poppers and moan.  I then realized he was pissing
on a guy who was lying on the floor jacking off.  Another guy was licking
the pisser's balls, while still another was eating his ass.  Strange, but
kinky.

I stopped close by to watch, and unconsciously reached down to stroke
myself.  I had never been exposed to this kind of stuff before, and it was
shocking to me to be so turned on by it.  The pisser, who was done by now,
looked down at my cock sticking out of my towel.  He then looked up at me
and motioned for me to come over.  I still wanted to explore the rest of
the floor, but decided to go over anyway.

The guy who was licking the pisser's ass got up and prepared for his turn
as the pisser.  He kneeled down over the one on the floor and beat his
chest with his huge cock.  The first guy moved over to me and took off my
towel.  As he was dropping to his knees he introduced himself.  "I'm Tony,"
he said.  "The other guy is my friend Ron.  I think the other one is Jared,
but I'm not sure.  The guy on the floor is Al, but we don't know him.  He
was just laying in here begging to be pissed on.  I had to oblige."  Tony
said that last part with a wink.

I told him my name as he went for my cock.  I was instantly hard, but he
avoided my shaft and started licking my shaved balls like a pro.  Ron took
the bottle of poppers from Tony, who was still licking my balls, sniffed
hard, and then placed them under my nose.  I took a deep breath and felt my
knees start to give out.  I hadn't had stuff that strong in a long while.
He then gently eased us over to where Ron still straddled Al.  He offered
Jared a whiff, which he took enthusiastically.

Tony was still going strong licking my balls, while Ron moved behind me to
rub his dick up and down my crack.  Jared was still rubbing his cock on Al,
but soon he inched closer to his mouth and started pissing on his face.  I
was enthralled.  He was aiming at his chin and making it fly everywhere.
It was running all over Al's face, into his mouth, and down his neck and
chest.  It was so hot, I almost shot right there.  Ron reached around to
tweak my nips as he rested his long cock in my crack.  He placed the bottle
under my nose again and I got a good long drag before he passed it down to
Tony.

When Jared was done, he got up and came straight over to me and kissed me
hard on the mouth while grabbing my dick.  Knowing what he just did to Al
turned me on so completely, I was almost ashamed.  Ron whispered in my ear.

"Your turn.  Do it.  He loves it."

Sensing my hesitation, he said he'd do it at the same time and then he had
something special planned.  We moved over to where Al was writhing on the
floor in ecstasy, and he got down on his knees, but told me to keep
standing.  Tony went over, knelt down by Al's head, and roughly shoved his
cock down his throat.  Jared went with him and they started kissing hard.
Even though I was hard, I knew I could do it.  It was so hot that I felt
the piss start to flow inside me.

Ron moved down by Al's legs and lifted them in the air so that he was on
his back, legs up, balls and ass exposed with a cock down his throat.  Ron
placed Al's legs on his shoulders and then aimed his cock.  We both let go
at the same time.  A dribble at first, but then more, more, more.  It was
all I could do to keep from cuming at the same time.  When we had finished,
Ron got up and pushed me down into the position he had been in.  Jared was
fighting Tony for space in Al's hot mouth.

Ron wet his hand from the pools of piss all over Al and lubed me up.  He
got down behind me, positioned my big dick at its target, and shoved me in
hard.  Seeing what was about to happen, both Tony and Jared pulled out so
as to not get bitten off.  Al howled, but with pleasure and not pain.  Ron
continued to fuck for me, moving my hips in and out, in and out.  The other
two went back to fighting over Al's mouth and must have decided on a
compromise, because they both began pushing in at the same time.  Now Ron
straddled Al over his chest with his back towards me.  I continued to fuck
away, gaining momentum and getting close.  Ron reached back and told me not
yet, so I slowed.

He then pissed a little more on the chest of the soaked boy with one cock
in his ass and two in his mouth.  Easing up to Al's mouth, Ron began to
fight for space.  Sensing a losing battle, he got off, knelt at Al's side,
and started jerking.  Tony and Jared kept fucking the mouth, and I kept
fucking the ass.

I knew I was getting close again so I started to go faster and deeper,
making Al moan and squirm to keep my thick cock inside of him.  The other
two each pulled out and positioned themselves around Al and began jacking
off, just like Ron.

Watching three hot and hung guys, who had just pissed on the fourth, who
was jerking his own meat, stroke their cocks while all looking at me fuck,
set me on the road to orgasm.  I fucked harder and faster, getting closer
and closer.  They watched intently.  Ron was the first to pop, spewing his
load all over Al's chest.  Tony shot on Al's face and neck while Jared
aimed for Tony, getting his spewing cock and making his own cum drop to
Al's face, mixed with Tony's.

I pulled out just in time to shoot all over Al's dick, which he just
continued to stroke.  He finally had enough excitement and, quivering, shot
a huge load all over his own chest.  I was so lost in what we had been
doing that I had failed to notice more guys had walked near us and were in
various stages of sucking and fucking all around.  The four of us stood,
picked up Al and laid him flat in the open shower.  The rest was up to him.

We went to the other shower room across the hall and washed each other off;
we were all hard again by the time we were done, but I still had much
exploring to do.  We agreed that in an hour, if nothing better came along,
we would meet in the locker room and have some fun of our own.  I then left
them and continued on my journey down the hall.

TO BE CONTINED...


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