Indianapolis—November, 2024
I had a day off. A scheduled one, for once. I was having some great sex at the bathhouse—and
I so no reason not to head back there. I
arrived around 11:30am, just before the lunch time crowd (and there really is
one here) arrived…
There is one man in the sauna as I go in. He looks up as the door whooshes shut. His eyes are on me as I drop the towel and
sit on it. My cock begins to swell. His eyes get big.
“May I?” he asks as he stands up.
I nod and he kneels on the lower bench, between my
spread legs. He’s good. He takes me to the root easily. This place has a reputation for great cocksuckers—and
this guy belongs in their ranks. His
tongue is active, there is just the right amount of suction and nary a
tooth. He goes deep again and chokes
himself of purpose. He is dripping with
sweat from the heat of the sauna. I
rather like the intermittent drops on my thighs as he works on me.
He takes a break and steps into the shower down the
hall to cool off. He comes back and
gives me round two.
A heavier set man come in. I recognize him from previous visits. His nipples are huge from years of
abuse. He takes a turn on me—and is just
as good.
More men crowd in.
There is a blow job happening right in front of the doors. The man with the huge nipples keeps sucking
me, sure I will blow a load.
Another man, around my age, enters. He also looks slightly familiar, but I can’t
place him. He has very short silver hair
and a goatee, to match. He smiles at me
and waits his turn. The moment Eraser
Nipples comes off me to catch his breath, the new man is on my cock.
He is great. He
deep throats with ease as well—and adds the hottest little moans as I fill
every inch of his throat. Eraser Nipples
is there, not going anywhere. He works
my nipples for a bit. Then he plays with
the exposed ass of the man now sucking my dick.
My latest sucker slows after a bit and looks up at me.
“Tell me that you fuck with this thing.”
I nod.
He grins. I
lube up, stopping him from sitting on me with just his drying spit on my
cock. “I never tell a man to stop,” he
tells me. He settles down on my cock
with one smooth glide, facing away from me.
He rides me, doing all the work.
Eraser Nipples plays with this guy’s nips and cock as he bounces.
The live porn inspires two more men to suck cock in
public. Others stroke to us. I love this guy’s ass. He has talent in both holes. He rides me with great stamina.
But suddenly the heat is getting to all three of
us. We need fresh air. He gets off me
and we get out the door. I suggest we
continue playing upstairs at the sling.
We head up—but we end up on the fuckbench instead. I tell him to climb up on it. He has a lovely round ass. I sink to my knees and taste his freshly
fucked hole. Eraser Nipples is beginning
to harden up. He sticks his dick in Silver
Goatee’s mouth.
I stand up and slide into him. He squeezes me in welcome. I fuck him slowly, building up to a hard
driving fuck rather fast. My hand
instinctively slaps his left butt cheek.
He moans around the cock in his mouth and his ass tightens around my
thrusts. I do it again.
I pull out. I
tell Eraser Nipples to move for a moment (which panics him for a millisecond,
thinking I want him to fuck.) I want
Silver Goatee to taste his ass. And he cleans
me up with real hunger. I go back to his
butt and fuck him again, using his saliva.
Eraser Nipples is back in his mouth.
SG loves being just a hole for us.
We take a break.
“I think we’ve met,” Silver Goatee says.
“Is it Pissing Felcher you go by?”
“FelchingPisser.”
“That’s right.
My partner and I came up to your playroom in Michigan about 8 years ago.”
I tell him I had thought he looked familiar.
“You two DP-ed me.”
I do vaguely remember this—as I rarely had men from
Indiana drive up.
I get him back on the fuckbench and eat his juicy ass
once again. And fuck it. He cleans me up one more time before I fuck
him yet again.
As I’m plowing him, I notice there is a regular bench to
our right. I pull out and lie down on
it, my head right at the end. I tell SG
to sit on my face. He does, effortlessly,
keeping his feet on the floor. I get my
tongue even deeper into his wet ass. I jerk myself, until Eraser Nipples is there
to suck me. The combination of a great
mouth on my cock and a juicy ass on my face is amazing. I think for a moment I might cum…but it
quickly recedes.
We break.
I find Eraser Nipples and fuck him in his room. We try him on his back at the edge of the bed,
but the angle is horrible. He flips and
stands on the floor, chest to mattress.
I get in and fuck him until he pleads with me to stop. If he orgasmed, it was dry. But he’s very satisfied.
I wander.
I get some head watching porn. I return the favor to this balding man with
huge balls—and he gives me his load.
I wander.
I look for Silver Goatee. I really want to load him and go home. But he seems to be gone.
I do find another familiar face. He’s a young man, likely early 30’s now, that
used to work here. We fucked whenever he
could take a break. He tells me he doesn’t
work here now—but he knows the new owners and is helping out. He wants my cock, but doesn’t want an
audience. We try the gloryhole
area. Instantly, a man follows us
in. We try the deserted steam room, unused
and turned off this afternoon. Men
follow the hot boy in again.
Finally, he gets a room. We go in and get naked. He tells me he has discovered fisting. Another time, he wants my hand; right now, he
wants my dick. His sucking is almost as
good as the old masters who were on my dick earlier. But I can’t wait for his butt.
I finally tell him I need his ass. I move so I can stand on the floor. He is on his knees at the end of the
bed. He is so slim after the older
men. I kneel and devour his ass. He is wet and juicy. His hole is so ready for me. I stand up and sink in. He groans.
“So long since I’ve had this dick.”
I begin to fuck, eager to give him the load churning in my balls…
I will look for the meeting of Silver
Goatee and his partner all those years ago and post a link to it if I can find
it.
PF or FP... "A rose by any another name would smell (or taste) as sweet."
ReplyDeleteAwwww...
DeleteName & face recognition from 8 years before, even if he flipped them around,means you left a really good impression on him! ;)
ReplyDeleteI was pleased and surprised. That is a long time, though I did think he looked familiar, I could never have made the connection.
Delete(I have already seen him again there by chance. And the sex may have even been better. Details to come soon!)