Cleveland—April, 2022

(Picking up where we left off in the last post…)

One door is open which does not have a man on all fours.  He is young, handsome and has a killer smile.  His black skin looks even darker as he reclines on the white sheet.  “Come in,” he gestures.  He sits up and in moments is giving me exquisite head.  He does my shaft, my balls and back again.  He loves when I fuck his face. 

He pulls off me to catch his breath.  The gym and his hard work have given him a magnificent chest.  And killer abs.  His cock, a good seven incher, is rock hard.

I think that’s it.  And reach for my water bottle.

I’m wrong.

“I love your cock.  Will you fuck me?”  He flips over. 

His bubble butt is perfectly formed.  I go to my knees.  He moans into the tiny pillow as my tongue connects with his tight pucker.  My tongue is suddenly as hard as my cock.  I push it into him.  Again and again. The young man groans—and begins to pant.  I go back to licking his entire ass crack, but always coming back to work more on his hole.

“Please, you gotta fuck me!”

I keep rimming.  His hole is incredibly wet now, thanks to me.  Eventually, I stand up and slap my dick on his ass.  “You want me raw?”

He nods. 

My angry red cock head disappears into his black hole.  He literally holds his breath until I am in place.  Only once he feels my pubes grind into his ass cheeks he let his breath out.  “Fuck me.  The harder the better.”

I build up to it.  Slowly and deliberately. I build the speed now.  Soon I am fucking him full force.  He grabs the pillow again and uses it to cushion his head being thumped against the wall.  His cock is always rock hard.  And leaking.  My fingers swipes up some of his pre cum.  I noisily suck them clean—so he knows just what I’m doing.

“Flip over.  I want to see your face as I fuck.”

I pull out and he rolls to his back.  He grins up at me, still panting.  “I love your dick.”

I go to my knees and eat him again.  His hole is super wet—a heady mix of pre cum, saliva and ass jizz.  I slurp loudly as he strokes his cock.  “Eat me…that’s so hot…” he moans. 

I move up from his ass to his mouth for a kiss.  He welcomes me.  His tongue is swabbing my mouth, relishing the taste of his fucked hole.  We exchange a lot of spit.  Without breaking the kiss, my cock is able to enter him.  I fuck him slowly again.  He breaks our lip lock to do a hit of poppers.  He caps the bottle and in moments he is flying—from the fuck, from the fumes, from the heat of our kiss.  I speed up the pace.  Could I really cum this early in the night?

“Can I ride your cock?”

His question takes any thought of orgasm away.  I pump him a few more times—loving the look on his face.  Especially how his eyes roll up when I am giving it to him hard and fast.  I slow.  I pull out and help him up. 

“Lie down, I want to sit on you.”

I do.  It will be tight on a narrow bathhouse bed.  I re-lube my dick.  He stands astride me.  I love looking up at his chiseled musculature.  Such a fuckin’ treat. He settles down on my dick.  His aim is perfect.  It can’t be a very comfortable position with one foot on the bed and now one foot on the floor.  But he is riding me, just as he wanted.  He opens the poppers and takes a hit.  He begins slamming down on my cock, moaning and speaking in words that are gibberish—but that I can tell are pure pleasure. Over and over he bounces.  Our bodies are wet enough to make a sticky slapping sound with each bounce.

And then he’s lurching towards the wall.  I am just able to catch him.  The poppers have made him dizzy.  I get him down on the bed and stay long to make sure he’s fine.  He’s all apologetic—but I shush him—and close the door…

*

I go to the dark area in the new sex wing.  There is just enough light from the doorway to see a muscular butt in the air.  A short, hairy man is fucking it.  He has to stand on his toes to reach it—but he obviously loves what he’s feeling.

The top pulls out and gestures for me to do the guy.  I fuck him hard.  The bottom gasps at the difference in dick size.  He begins moaning and I hear the poppers open.  I fuck a bit more and gesture back to the shorter man to resume.  He does—with harder strokes now.  I wonder if he’s going to seed him for me.

We switch again.  There may not be cum in his hole, but the top must have been leaking like crazy.  It is now a very wet fuck.  The other top watches me intently.  Then he taps me on the hip.  “I’m going to shoot…”

I pull out and the short top gets inside him just in time.  He shudders and gives the hot ass what has to be a big load.  I clean the top’s cock when he pulls out and dive in for a quick felch before fucking in the slick cum. 

I only stop when the bottom needs to move as his legs are cramping.  I step out of the dark room and see Cowboy Boots.  He comes over, commenting on the dollops of cum stuck to my dick.

“Let me fuck it into you.”

He lies on the padded swinging bench, grabbing his legs around his knees, holding them in place.  I slip into his well used ass.  I love how the bench moves with my fuck movement.  Soon, I can stand still and let the swing of the bench do the work of pulling him off me before slamming Cowboy Boots back onto my cock.  Again and again his open, wet hole takes all of me…

*

It’s late.

I need to get off.

I tour the various areas.  On a whim, I check the room of the hot young boy.  His door is closed.  I sigh—but there he is walking towards me.  We hug.  He’s feeling fine after his over use of poppers.  “Would you like my load?” I whisper in his ear.

He grins and unlocks his room.  “How do you want me?”

“How do you want to get bred?”

“All fours—I feel so slutty that way.”

He assumes the position.  I kneel and spend a long time rimming him.  I am sure he’s had someone else in his ass since me—and I love that idea.  My dick is telling me it wants release with each lick of his wet hole.

I rear up.  My cock finds his ass and presses in.  He yelps—but in a good way.  I am now pounding into him.  I try to slow down, but it’s a lost cause.  My cock spurts again and again—while he whimpers his pleasure…

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: CLAW: Getting Off at the Bathhouse (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  May 27.2022