"I Really Want to Breed You This Time..."

 Indianapolis—December, 2024

 

I had the afternoon off on the first Friday of the month.  Last week, Friday had been a very good day at the baths.  I packed a lunch for the drive home and got there right at noon.  I wasn’t disappointed…

 

I am in the sauna, on the top bench.  It is filled with men.  Often that can mean no one touches anyone else until it thins out.  Not today.  Hand jobs and blow jobs are happening with various pairs of men.  A pot-bellied guy, wearing a fishing hat, is on me first.  He’s adequate, but gives up fast when I don’t shoot in four minutes.  The man next to me, around my age and just as thin, goes down on me from the side.  He likes my cock so much he moves to the lower bench for a better angle.  He stops when he overheats.

The men are leaving the sauna.  The word is that the steam room has been fixed and is up and running.  I go in, leaving my towel behind on a hook.  There are maybe ten of us in here, I can’t quite tell.  I have come in at the end of a cycle of steam, so I only see shadowy figures.  I sit for a moment by the door, as it’s too crowded to get around the corner to the back.  The steam kicks in.  Hands are everywhere.  At least three men are stroking my chest, my cock and my thighs.  Now heads emerge from the steam.  One licks my nipples and another sucks my cock.  It is wonderfully anonymous; I couldn’t possibly tell who is licking me.  And I don’t care. 

A hand comes out of the steam.  It might be the guy who was licking my nipples—but I can’t tell.  His hand goes to the back of my head and he pulls me towards his rampant cock.  I swallow him.  He gasps.  The anonymous man on my cock pulls off it as I am now bent forward.  But another man—or maybe it’s him—crawls on the floor to come up to lick my balls, then my cock.  For a brief moment I have a man on my dick, a dick in my mouth, a cock in my left hand and another one slapping my shoulder.

And just as fast, they are gone into the swirling mists of steam…

*

I am up in the big TV room, after dying myself off in the sauna.  It is almost as active.  I sit and a series of three men come along and try out my cock.  None of them expect a load.  I barely have time to stroke between mouths.  The best one does my balls as well.

A very handsome man with a long, thin dick is sitting in the chair.  He has gotten as much attention as I have.  Suddenly, we are the only two left in the room.   I get up and kneel in front of him.  His long dick goes deep.  I am very happy to be the sucker for a bit.  He seems to like what I’m doing; he keeps rubbing my head in encouragement.

The door opens.  A larger man with a shaved head, who I have sucked off in previous visits, comes in.  He watches—and soon he is in the handsome man’s mouth (the first time I’d seen this handsome guy suck.)  Soon the large guy and I trade—he kneels and the handsome man gets a taste of me.  For at least 20 minutes, we have a round robin of sucking cock.  Occasionally, we welcome a fourth cock into our suckfest, but they rarely stay long.  The three of us are totally into each other.  Just once, I thought I was going to get a load out of long and thin, but I don’t. We are all there just for the pleasure, not the release.

When we finally need to give our knees a break, I take a tour of the rooms on that floor.  Only one has an open door.  An incredibly hot ass is on display.  I go in, kneel and pull apart the dark chocolate-colored cheeks.  He gasps as my tongue burrows into him.  I poke and prod and lick his hole open.  I stand up and grease up my cock.  My cock head touches his now wet hole.

“No!  Fingers first!” he demands.  He’s more than ready for my cock, but I do what he says.  First one, then two.  He groans as a third goes into him.

“Now your dick,” he instructs.  I work it in easily.  But he tells me to go slow.  “A little at a time,” he moans.  His ass has opened so easily he has swallowed me to the root on the first stroke.  I say nothing; I just stand still.  Finally, I grind my pubes against his butt cheeks, as if I’d just gotten there. 

I begin to stroke, slow and easy.  “Slower!”  That would be not moving at all.  So I stop.  I am finally given the go ahead, but he is bent on walking me through how to fuck.  I speed up a little. But that is too much.  I finally just pull out, slap his gorgeous ass and leave.

I tour the facility once more.  It is beginning to clear now that it is almost 2 pm.  I look for either of the cocksuckers I’d played with for so long, but they are gone.  I go down to the wet area.  The mixed-race guy with the dyed hair is in the shower.  His eyes light up as he sees me. 

“You up for a fuck?” I ask. 

“Always for you.”

My ego preens just a little.  We agree to meet upstairs in the big TV room as soon as he’s done.

I go up.  He joins me very fast, still slightly damp.  I sit in the chair that is low to the floor.  He sprawls out in front of me, sucking me cock effortlessly.  He does my balls.  He instinctively knows that tongue-between-ball-sack-and-cockring trick that I normally have to tell men about.  My cock is juicing like crazy as he does it.  His tongue mops me up—and he goes back to doing it a little more, this time licking my perineum, too.

“Please fuck me!”

We change places.  His knees are on the arms of the chair, spreading his ass wide open. I lick him.  Hard and demanding.  He keeps begging for my cock.  But he loves my tongue.  He gets hard as I eat his hole—but he refuses to touch himself.  I squeeze some precum out of him and mop it on his fuckhole.  He groans.  “Please, Daddy…”

I stand up and sink into him.  He feels great.  And he lets me fuck him the way I want.  Today it’s hard and fast.  I have never loaded him—and I want him to take the seed I’ve been building up from my cumless visits this past week.

“Your cock feels so good.  Even bigger…”

That makes the head swell some more.  I pull out and eat his hole once more.  Now he can’t help himself, he begins to jerk his dick.  I do a final spit on his pucker and drill into him again.

“You want my load, man?”

“Oh, fuck…”

“Do you?”

“I’ve always wanted it.”

I fuck harder.  And faster.

“I really want to breed you this time…”

“Do it!”

And that does it.  My cock swells even more and I begin to fire a massive load into him.  The load I’ve not shot all week.  I fire off spurt after spurt.  His body trembles.  I know I have given him an assgasm.   I hold onto him, even tighter, as my last drops of cum dribble into him.

I don’t move.  I can’t.

But I do.  Eventually.  I pull out.  He swivels around and cleans my dick.  I felch just a little—grabbing the cum trying to escape his ass.  I come around to his head and we kiss, sharing the cum I’ve just collected.

We break.  Both panting.

“I swear I could feel every spurt,” he breathes.

“That was just what I needed,” I murmur.

“You can breed my hole anytime…”