Brief Cock Encounter

The pungent smell of hydrogen sulphide announced the proximity of thermal activity and the famous spa of Rotorua. 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. It seemed crazy for it was a very warm day and the bitumen on the road was weeping as I drove slowly searching for the right intersection. I had been there before but it was so long ago. I was hot already, so why go to a warm bath even though it was fed by a thermal spring on such a day. It was the memory of those previous visits and of the gay guys I had met there. Would I again be so lucky?

There it was, the low wide wooden building at the front of the complex of baths, pools, and health treatments, at the end of the cul-de-sac. The familiar foyer sent a thrill of anticipation through me. I quickly turned down the corridor labelled Men's Bath and through the double doors. It was a very large pool, open to the sky, completely encircled by dressing cubicles each with a stable door. At one end, for the full width of the pool there were wide concrete steps. Naked men sat on the steps, others swam slow lengths or sun-bathed on a towel spread on the board walk that surrounded the pool. Swim shorts were forbidden, and while some men tied a towel about them, others were completely uncovered.. I was one of them. I wanted to advertise my attractions. I watched to see who might be interested. The eyes of one guy followed me as I descended the steps. I sat on the same step as the guy but not too close.

The water felt wonderful; soothing, relaxing, sensuous comforting, I lay back, straightened my legs then spread them so as to release my cock and scrotum. My flaccid penis floated to the surface. I gazed at the crystal clear water, at the steam drifting from the surface into the cloudless sky. I closed my eyes and wallowed in the warmth. I fondled my balls and cock, stretched them, then slowly passed my hands over my stomach and chest, slowly deeply inhaling. With my arms outstretched I spread my legs even further. My senses were overwhelmed. Then I felt the tentative touching of the side of my foot. It stopped. Again I felt a toe, this time it stayed. I did not withdraw. Again it touched and I responded with a slight push by my foot. I looked towards the contact source. His expressionless face looked at me. He slid beside me and pressed his body against mine.

"Visiting Rotorua?" he asked. "Yes." "Me too."

His hand was on my thigh, slowly approaching my crotch. My fingers felt for the inside of his thigh. My floating cock was stiffening. My fingers found his balls, soft, yielding, encouraging my fondling. His hand enclosed my cock. I needed nothing more for I quickly stiffened and ejaculated.

"My. my. that was quick. Has it been a long time?" "A long time. A country guy finds few opportunities."

He continued to fondle my now limp cock. His cock was hard and I massaged it's length, pushing the foreskin back to expose a large knob. I felt his body stiffen as he climaxed. We continued to soak, pressed against each other, watching the other bathers. One guy was pulling his cock, a couple were clearly masturbating each other. No one seemed concerned. I felt a wonderful feeling of liberation and freedom.

"Shall we have a cup of coffee or are you committed?" he asked. "No, I am free although I still have to find a place to stay tonight. My name is Harry, what's yours?" I asked as I sat up, releasing his cock.

"Good to meet you Harry, and I am Steve."

We left the pool together. "Do you like a douche? I do", I said as I walked towards a tiled alcove where there were fresh water jets. I lifted a rubber hose with a wide nozzle, turned on the tap to get a stream of high pressure cold water. I turned it on to myself but the pressure was making it difficult.

"Let me help you", said Steve taking the hose from me. As I rotated he guided the cascade over me, frequently aiming it at my cock and balls. Soon I was fully erect for the icy water was intensely stimulating as well as invigorating. Then he passed the hose to me and I provided him with the same service. Steve was thoroughly enjoying the stimulating water pressure. He began masturbating and quickly shot a stream of cum. I laughed.

"What a waste to see so much cream washed down the drain." Steve looked hard at me. "Do you want a drink? I could oblige later if you like."

I did not reply as I turned off the tap and headed for the cubicle where I had left my clothes.

There was a small tearoom at the baths where we could get refreshments. We sat opposite as we drank our coffee and learnt a little more about each other. Steve was an American tourist. I was from a small North Island country town. We were about the same age, mid thirties, interested in each others life and work and of course, both gay.

"I am staying at a bed and breakfasted hosted by a gay guy. I have a double room so we could share. Are you interested?"

"Why not", I thought. I liked the guy and it could be fun. "Thanks, I'd like to", I replied.

Our host was quite effeminate and gushed over us as he made us welcome while obviously assessing our endowments. He told us there was a thermal bath at the back and invited us to use it. Steve had been given a bright cheery room with a view of the back garden. I could see the bath house across the lawn. As soon as I had settled in, we went for a walk around the shops and parks with the many thermal pools spouting jets of boiling mud and water. We had dinner at a restaurant offering Thai food served by a very attractive young man, equally dishy. We returned to our lodging early anticipating another opportunity for shared sex.

I went down the passage to the bathroom to piss and returned to find Steve lying on the bed completely naked. I stood at the end of the bed admiring his hairy body. He was as woolly as me, a thick matt of brown hair covered his stomach and chest as well as an ample distribution on his arms and legs. A very thick bush hid his genitals, his cock peeping shyly from it's midst. Smiling, he lay with his hands behind his head, the hairs in his armpits moist with sweat. I quickly stripped, and as I lowered my briefs, my stiffening cock sprung upright.

"A nice one, a mighty rod worthy of a mighty guy. I lobe woolly bears and you are the best." I laughed. "I hardly compare with you. Is your shaggy coat an indication of your virility?" "You will soon find out." He stroked his cock and stretched his scrotum, a heavy sack with large balls. At last I would be able to enjoy their promise of great sex. "Shall we soak in the pool before we seek more intimate pleasure?" I asked.

Steve rose from the bed and with towels around our waist, we went down the garden to the pool. The pool was 8 feet square, 6 feet deep with a wooden on each side about 3 feet below the level of the water. It was open to the sky and surrounded by a close boarded high fence. Clouds of steam drifted from the surface into the star lit sky. I hung my towel on a peg and sat on the concrete surround with my legs in the water. It seemed to be hot at first as I slipped into the water and submerged until only my head was above the surface. I heard splash and turned to see Steve's head coming towards me.

It was too warm for anyone to want to exert themselves so we remained still soothed by the heat. I needed to be cooler so sat on the bench so that the water reached my chest. It was a little cooler. Steve felt the same but sat on the edge his legs only in the water. He shifted so that he was behind me his legs on each side of me. I pressed my head against his crotch. The heat had made us limp. I stroked his legs and he, my shoulders and chest, his fingers pulling and pinching my nipples. This seemed to enhance the soporific lethargy that encompassed me. I felt as if I was in another dimension. In spite of the heat, my cock was thickening. "Stand on the seat", I said.

Steve dropped into the water and did as I asked, a leg on each side of me, his cock level with me face. I wiped the perspiration of my face with his cock and buried my face in his bush. It felt divine, soft, silky, sensuous. My tongue sought his cock, lingered on he hairs, separated them to find the hiding morsel of delight. I felt flesh and my mouth captured his cock. I drew it into my mouth, my lips pulling his foreskin, rolling the still flabby muscle, my tongue encouraging it to respond. My tongue poked between the foreskin and the head and I circled the corona. I heard Steve take a deep breath and his hands pushed my head hard into his crotch. My hands felt his fur as I slowly moved them over his belly and chest to find his nipples. These I pinched, rolled and gripped as I sucked his swelling cock.

"I love having my dick sucked", he said. "Make it grow and milk it dry. Oh yeah, grip it hard. Harder, still harder."

I did not hesitate and worked on his cock. It now completely filled my mouth. My tongue massaged it's length, it's head, as my lips sucked it hard, my cheeks energetically creating a strong vacuum. My hands felt the smoothness of his back, the firmness of his buttocks. My fingers separated the yielding cheeks of his bum and searched for his arse hole. I gently massaged it and his crotch jerked against my face. Steve began to fuck my face. He stiffened and then moaned long and deep as he climaxed. His juice flooded my mouth and I tried to swallow. In spite of my frantic drinking, he continued to ejaculate more juice and it spilled into the pool. My tongue continued to fondle his cock as it slowly shrank. Steve's breathing was laboured as he gasped,

"That was heavenly. You sure know how to satisfy a guy. No how about I return the favour?"

He withdrew his now flaccid cock and slipped into the water. I stood, clasped him around his waist and hugged him tightly, pressing my cock against his.

"I would rather we went to bed. This warm water is too enervating and it will make me want to sleep.. I would rather you enjoyed me just as I have you." Steve returned my hug. "I agree absolutely, come on then."

We quickly left the pool and headed for the shower. We soaped each other , accompanied by lots of slap and tickle, until the sulphurous smell of the pool had left our bodies. The feel of naked flesh against mine as we lay together beneath the covers was both thrilling and calming. It had been so long since I had a naked man so close, and this was a time to cherish. I regretted that Steve and I had to go our separate ways tomorrow. Steve must have sensed my longing for he embraced me, pulling me firmly against himself. I caressed his back then ran a hand along his thigh. My fingers lightly stroked his inner thigh. Steve gave a contented sigh. His tongue penetrated my ear, his teeth nipped the lobe, then his tongue followed my neck to my armpit which he nuzzled. Hi hands felt my chest hair, then a finger entered my navel as he sucked and chewed my nipples.

"Fuck me hard, like there's no tomorrow", he said, 'I want your rod up my arse."

Steve lay on his back, bent his knees lifting them to his chest. His hands lifted hit buttocks, then separated the cheeks as he offered me his arse hole.

"There's a condom and lube under the pillow", he said.

I knelt facing him, leant forward and sucked his cock while massaging his stomach and chest. I stroked my cock until it was rock hard, rolled a condom over it and lubricated it thoroughly. With a finger I massaged his arse hole until Steve was squirming and appealing for more. I inserted one then two fingers giving him even more pleasure. I felt his sphincter muscles gripping my fingers as I slowly pushed them out and in. I placed my cock at the entrance the firmly pushed it in. Steve winced then pressed down and my cock quickly disappeared. I rested a moment then slowly began to pump his arse. Steve sat up, placed his legs around me his feet flat on the bed, and sat on my lap. Raising himself by his hands and feet he began to pump my cock. I grabbed his cock and in unison we pumped each other. I felt an approaching orgasm and pushed down as he pushed up. I climaxed at the same time squeezing his cock. A fountain of cum hit my face, chest and stomach. Steve lay back as I withdrew, whipped off the condom and belted my cock with vigorously pumping. I continued to shoot a stream of cum over Steve, hitting his face and chest. With the final spurt, I fell on top of him, exhausted. He wrapped his arms around me, our cocks pressed hard against each other.

I remember nothing more until I awoke next morning. Steve was pressed hard against me, his head on my shoulder. My hand touched matted hair stiff with dry cum. Wherever I laid it, it was the same. I felt elated from the sheer delight of feeling the evidence of unforgettable sex.

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written by nivision