Bathhouse: Feet and Ass

St. Louis—February, 2018

Some of my readers may remember that a friend has always thrown a sex party for me when I come to St. Louis.  This year it wasn’t going to happen as the host was recovering from some surgery.  To celebrate my surviving the conference, I went back to the bathhouse…

I am standing on the slurp ramp, watching porn.  A few men have walked by, but tonight no one wants to be seen sucking dick in public.  I watch the porn—then when I realize no one is interested, I go watch porn where I can sit down and be more comfortable.  I stroke.

“That’s some dick.” 

I look up.  A very tall, very well built guy is looking at me.  The white towel he has wrapped around himself looks even whiter against his very black skin.  He reaches out a big hand and strokes my dick.  “Come to my room.”

I follow him—not bothering to cover my raging hard on.  He has a double bed room with a mirror on one wall.  He flops down on the bed, lying on his chest, his head towards me so I can stand and he can suck.  He does just that—and very well.  He encourages me to fuck his face.  I can’t take my eyes off his amazing, gym built bubble butt.  Or it’s reflection in that big mirror. When he finally stops to catch his breath, I tell him I want to eat his ass.

“You aren’t fucking me with this thing, you’d rip me up.”

“Just my tongue.  I promise.”

He turns around, reluctantly.  I kneel and dive into his ass.  My entire face disappears between the two mounds of flesh.  He moans and pants.  I can taste lube in his hole.  He’s been fucked.   Just the idea makes my cock drool.  I eat.  Spit.  Poke and prod.  He is very vocal.

He pulls away from me, rolling onto his back.  “You love that, don’t you?”

I admit I love to eat ass.

He admits he was fucked, but by a guy half my size.  Then:  “Will you let me do what I want to you?”

I look down as his very hard, very thick cock and worry a little.  But I answer yes.

“Take off your boots.”

I do.  I ask about the socks.   I leave them on and sit beside him.  He rolls around to inhale the insteps.  Kiss them. He strips the socks off me with his teeth.  Then he begins orally servicing both my feet.  Every toe is sucked.  All five go into his mouth.  He can take me very deeply.  He switches to the other foot.  He repeats everything.  His cock is now rigid and pouring out precum.

“Stand up and step on my face.”

I stand.  My right foot goes to his wide open mouth.  I press lightly down.  He groans in the most sensual way.  His tongue cleans my instep, then with a slight shift, the heel.  I change feet and grind down with my left.

He shoots all over his chest.

He’s embarrassed now that I know this about him—and he hustles me out of the room.  I exit, so fast I have to carry my boots…

*****

I wander. 

I strip and sit in the steam. 

I wander again.

A door is open.  A man in a jock is sitting on his bed, watching the porn playing on his television.  He could be anywhere from mid 30’s to mid 40’s.  Thin and lithe, a true swimmer’s build.   Hairless above the waist.  His jock covers what looks like a forest of pubes.  But he’s not ass up, so I hesitate.

We smile and I walk on by.  I make the circuit and approach his door again.  He invites me in.

I sit next to him.  He assumes I’m in town for the leather competition which was happening in St. Louis this weekend.  He tells me it’s why he came to town from a neighboring state—and he’s surprised that more of the participants are not here.

And soon he’s sucking my dick.  He pulls off of it once it’s grown to its full size.  “You are even bigger than I guessed.  You fuck?”

I nod.

He proceeds to sit on me right there.  He rides me, groaning out his pleasure.  One older man stays at our open door to watch.  “Should I close it?” my partner of the moment asks.  

“Let him watch.  I don’t care.”

He increases the tempo of his fuck, pounding himself down on me.  He likes to show off as much as I do.

We change around.  I eat his juiced up hole as I kneel on the floor.  I fuck him, feet on the ground, his ass hanging off the small bed.  It’s uncomfortable, but hot.  His ass is wet and hot and he knows how to milk me.

“We should go use the sling,” I tell him.

He agrees.  I tell him I am totally open to sharing him with others if he likes that.  His eyes light up and we head to the play room.

The sling and fuck bench are in the same corner.  There is a wall of really open lattice between the sling and the porn area.  Guys can watch from there—or come around the open wall and join us.  Right now—the whole area is deserted except for a noisy blowjob happening in the gloryhole booths behind us.

I get him into the sling.  It’s great to eat his ass in comfort.  He is a heavy self luber, so his chute is slippery with juices.  I spend a long time eating him out while he does poppers.  He can’t stop moaning:  “You make my asscunt feel so good.”  Eventually I stand up and push into his sloppy hole.  The sling is a little low, but so much better than his cramped room.  I fuck with abandon.

The rattle of chains bring the men.  Many watch.  None play with us.  At least two of them pair up and take turns blowing each other in our space.

I decide to try the bench—that way his mouth is easier to get, too.  He looks great astride the fuckbench, his head towards the entrance to our corner.  It does the trick.  We get a young guy to feed him his cock as I fuck.   There’s no load from his oral invader, but he loves the feeling of being spit roasted.  When the guy decides he’s had enough, and refuses my offer of the ass I’m in, I kneel and lick up our combined juices out of his ass.

“Daddy, do you like your ass eaten?”

I tell him I do.  I get in the sling.  We both popper up and he goes to town.  He’s good at this, too.  And surprisingly, a young guy comes over and sticks his dick in my mouth.  This inspires my rimmer to tongue fuck me deeper yet.  When he realizes my ass is not on offer, the extra guy takes off. 

I want to fuck.  We change places.  I slide into him again.  He’s slippery and wet.

“Cum in my asscunt.  I want your seed.”  I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or the Black guy watching through the lattice, but I don’t care.  I’m in full rut now.  I need to breed this man.  I fuck hard. 

I taste his ass one last time.

I slide into his over juiced hole and explode.  I hang onto the chains, the orgasm is so intense.  I stay in his ‘asscunt’ while he milks out the last drop of my cum.  I slowly pull out and bring my cum covered cock to his mouth.  He suckles it clean.  I go back to his ass.  I kneel and begin licking out our mingled juices…