I was outside of San Fransico on a business trip and after business meetings I was tired and my muscles were tired and I saw a bathhouse all it said was Sauna.
As I went inside the building the attendant said for me to strip naked in the locker-rooms. I went into the locker-rooms and stripped naked and put my clothes in the locker. The only thing insight was a towel on a hook outside of the sauna rooms and seeing everybody was men I just shrugged my shoulders. What I didn't know was this was a bathhouse for gay men.
I walked into the sauna or steam room and I sat down on one of the benches.
I was sitting down on one of the benches when a man in his 40's sat down beside me and I stole a glance at his waist and down and I couldn't believe his cock. His cock at soft had to be 7."
The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy.
I was running in The Four by Hundred and Ten Yards Sprint Relay, the last track event of the afternoon. By the time that we got on the track most of the crowd and competitors had already gone home, the weather was so bad. I was running the second leg, so after the gun went off, I waited for my team mate to pass me the baton. When he did, I ran with the rain in my face making it difficult to see.
At Henlow camp in Buckinghamshire UK. Why? Because it sparked off a new edge to my life. I'd joined the services to get some life after experiencing the doldrums of civilian life and having difficulty in finding a job. But what I found was something I had never imagined, something that brought out the real me - and it was the best thing that could have happened for me at such a young age.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
He loves boots: his boots and the boots worn by other bootmen. He's also a bottom, feeling that his place in the world is on the ground servicing other men's boots. He's your average guy, 5' 10" about 180 pounds, short cropped hair, seven inch cock and in his 40's. He's also a member of several boot groups on the internet.
It had never extended to anything physical before, almost as if we weren't ready for anything like that, but now, resting on the deep piled carpet in front of a roaring log fire, in David's luxury apartment, something more was happening and we were both entering into a new and exiting phase of our relationship. "Never, in fact I have never had anything with another guy," I replied.
He said," This ass is very fuckable. My cock is 9" long and 3" thick. Go ahead and scream this room is sound proof."
I felt him shove his cock in my ass, all at once and I did scream. He rested on top of me and after my ass adjusted he pulled out and than shoved it back in.
He pumped my ass for an hour and than he shoved his cock deep into my ass and I felt his cock buck and flood my ass with his cum."
He stayed on top of me until it softened and popped out of my ass.
He stood me up and stood me over a drain and excess cum dribbled out of my ass and down the drain.
He said," Your ass was so nice and tight."
He unlocked the door and walked out the door.
Well I did finish the business trip and went back home but I will sometimes think and sometimes I will cruise the internet for a cock to suck and be fucked. I haven't turned all the gay but I am definetly a bi-bottom.
I was being trained in the tech fields of printers and fax machines. I had not had an orgasm for several days, and the long drive to Albuquerque had me quite worked up. I was alone, in a large city, for the first time in years. My wife and kids were back at home, and I was horny and looking for something my wife (whom I love) can not give me. I needed hard cock!
I stand six feet two and weigh around two hundred and ten pounds and am masculine and muscular. I workout regularly and have been told I have a hot body. My relatively tame m2m experiences didn't start until after I turned 40. But for many years before I sucked my first cock, I often fantasized about being with another guy. My mind would wonder what it would be like to have a cock in my mouth.
I was in my hotel room surfing the Dallas m4m room. It was full, but as usual, no one was talking. My phone rang and took me from the computer for a few minutes. When I returned I had a lengthy Instant Message. The message stated that the author's name was Jason. He said he liked my profile did I have time to chat? I immediately checked for a profile. Rats. nothing there. I IMed back.
I like it there because they have a free pool table and it's a great way to meet people without having to take them home first. So as I was lining up my shot, I noticed that at the other end of the bar, tucked away in the corner behind the stairs was an old fashioned barber chair and sitting in it was a man with the hugest dick I'd ever seen. It must have been 10 inches.
I was nervous, but excited, and I hoped that someone would open the door. Maybe I'd better start from the beginning. My name is Bobby, and for the past several months, I've been developing a side to my sexuality that I didn't know existed. Sure there had been signs, but I guess I must have overlooked them. I'm talking about sex with other men. And I need sex! I've always known that.
See, I'm bisexual, and most of the time I'm primarily attracted to women. But when I want good, hot sex without all the baggage, I like a nice juicy cock between my lips. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me.
JP and I have been friends for years but I've always fancied his dad. We all go for a bike ride and they're in spandex lycra cycling shorts. I get fucked in the steam room shower by his dad.
At a gay bar a guy walks up and asks me "How's it hanging tonight, Dude?". I tell him that rigid and hard was a better description than "hanging". He laughed and said tonight was my lucky night since I had been invited to participate in an orgy aboard a yacht.
Surprisingly quickly I got used to it as I slowly drove down the main street fascinated by the clouds of steam and glimpses of an erupting geyser. My main concern was to locate the Ward Baths and to experience the excitement of nude bathing in the MEN ONLY pool.
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