Indianapolis—July, 2022

On a full day off, I went back to the bathhouse.  I mean, I needed to make the membership pay for itself.  Right?  I visited during the same lunch hour time frame.  It was every bit as hot—or hotter…

I am sitting in the small porn viewing area on the third floor.  I have had an attractive man on my cock, but one with little talent.  An older man now saunters in, his towel on his shoulder, his cock semi-hard.  I have seen him here before from in previous years.  He was once solidly built.  It is sliding now that he is somewhere north of 68.  He nods to me.  I nod to him.  He uses the couch to kneel in front of me.  He bends over my cock and starts to give me wonderful head.  It is wet and delicious.  He groans as my cock swells and gives him several drops of precum.  He swallows before his busy tongue now moves to my balls.   Once they are wet, he stops and looks up at me.

“What would make you really happy?”

Before I can answer, he continues.  “What would make me happy is for you to let me lick your asshole.”

In answer, I hunker down so he can get at it.

“Naw, not here.  Come to my room.”

Neither of us bother to cover our raging cocks on the short way to his corner room.

“I’ve watched you fuck guys in the sling here.  You are just the kind of guy I love to worship.  Orally.”  I sit on the bed as he tosses his towel behind the television (which is, of course, playing porn.)  “I have always wanted to taste your hole.”

“How do you want me?”

“On your back...” he whispers.  Then: “First.”

I move to the edge of the bed and roll back, grabbing my knees.  I feel really vulnerable and exposed.  But the moment his tongue touches my pucker, I forget all that and just let him give me pleasure.

The man groans.  He slobbers on my hole.  He tongues it hard and before backing off to gently lick it. 

Fuck, let a man do what he loves. 

My ass crack is incredibly wet with his saliva.  My cock is dripping profusely.  I wipe some off with my index finger and stick it in my mouth.  Then I do it again—and feed it to the man who is giving me the terrific rimjob.  The taste of my precum makes him work even harder.

“Roll over onto your knees.”

I do.  He has to adjust his kneeling position so he can reach me.  He eats me out, drilling into my now wet, and looser asshole.  He groans again.  Louder.  I am sure he has just shot all over the base of the bed.  He rocks back on his knees as I turn around.  I get down, avoiding the pool of jizz, which is forming as it runs down the bed frame…

*

There is a bear in the same room as the bear I loaded on my last visit.  I don’t think it’s the same man, but it’s hard to tell in the shadowy darkness of the room.  I go in, and slip inside the guy’s butt.  Nope.  It’s not the same guy.  He feels totally different.  He just lets his ass go as loose as possible as I fuck—he has no tricks to clench down on me.  I thank him and leave.

I go to the basement deciding to steam for a bit.  A blond, in his early 40’s is watching porn.  He has a great, taut body.  He is jerking like crazy.  When he sees me on the stairs, he waves me over.

“Would you twist my nipples so I can get off and get home?”

I sit next to him, happy to help.  I twist.  He grunts and strokes.  I lean in and nibble, he strokes faster.  “Fuck, yeah…” he murmurs.  I lean in more and my mouth replaces his hand on his hard cock.  “Oh, holy fuck…” he groans.  And shoots.  It’s a nice big load.  I am glad he didn’t waste it.  He thanks me and heads for the showers as I continue on to the steam.

The door makes a deep swooshing sound as I open it, which means the steam is running.  It is dark and the clouds of mist cling to me as I make my way to the back.  I stand against the wall.  Almost immediately, I feel a hand reach out for my half hard cock.  I let the man I can’t see fondle me, then suck me.  The steam kicks off and slowly clears.  I like the picture it reveals.  A big Bear is sucking my cock and jerking his own.  A young Latino with two toned hair is sucking off an Otter.  The Latino is on the floor so his ass is pointed right at me.  My sucker tires quickly when I don’t instantly give him the load.  He gets up and wanders off.  I sit opposite the other pair.  I can’t take my eyes off the Latino’s ass.  He’s slim, late 20’s, and his butt is a spectacular bubble.  There is a tat on his back—a true tramp stamp.  The man he is sucking is in his middle 30’s.  He is hairy and mostly thin—with a slight covid belly.  I am sure the two know each other.  I love that their hands are busy, too; a touch to the sucker’s head, the Latino caresses the thigh next to his busy mouth, the Otter reaching down to the Latino’s shoulders—and then on down to his ass. 

I am hoping for an invite to join.  But it is not to be.  I finally get up and move to the door.

“Did you see the size of his dick?”

I can hear the whisper,at the other end of the steam room.  It has to be the Otter, as the Latino never looked at me.  I go out and rinse off…

*

I wander. 

I watch some porn on the big couch with the four screens.  A very hot man in his early 40’s is lounging in the door frame of a room that is over to my side.  I am thinking about seeing what he is looking for just as another man moves to him.  The door shuts.  Almost instantly I can hear a fuck in progress.

I wander.  And come back to the lower level.  The man’s door is open again, though he is now inside.  I move to the door.  The room is totally black.  From the depths I hear “You can fuck me as long as you don’t use a condom like that last guy.”

I toss my towel and water bottle on the floor.  For a moment there is enough light from the phone in the bottom’s hand to see him and how he is positioned.  He is on all fours, with his ass right at the edge of the bed and ready for me.  The phone blacks out.  I go to my knees and surprise him by rimming him.

“Eat my slut hole…” he moans.

He tastes great.  There may be no other man’s juices in him, but having gotten fucked, his ass is responding by self-lubing.  I burrow in and make him wetter.  I stand up and pray that I can find his hole in the total darkness.  I have no problem—I am by chance aligned perfectly.  I sink into him in one stroke—making him moan.

The phone, now off to the side and on his pillow, receives a text.  It dings and lights the room for a few seconds.   I really like what I see.  This lithe man is not terrifically muscled, but he has worked on his body to be incredibly tight and taut.  My hand comes down on his ass—the sound filling the small room.  I hear poppers open—and a huff taken.  I increase the speed of my fuck.  My pubes smash into his hard ass cheeks with every thrust.

The phone lights again.  This time I notice that he has a bandanna tied around his eyes.  He can’t even see the momentary flashes of the phone.  It makes the hot fuck scene even hotter.  I slow down and begin a slow deep dicking of his ass. 

He groans.  “Let me roll over.”

I pull out and he shifts.  By chance the phone dings and I can see for four seconds where his ass is without fumbling.  I fuck him hard.  I touch his soft cock.  He actually reaches down and takes it into his hand.  His own touch hardens him up—I can hear him beating his dick as I plow into him.

Finally, I stop.  I don’t want to get off yet.  I tell him I would love to load him if he is going to be here for another hour.

He agrees.  “Maybe I’ll have a load in me for you to fuck in.”

“Find me if you get one,” I tell him as I blindly reach for where I think my towel should be.  I find it and pick it up, just as his phone fires again.  I find my water bottle by its light and promise I’ll be back…

To be continued:  Next time it was my turn to use the phrase “Let me lick your asshole…”

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: Bathhouse One: "Let Me Lick Your Asshole" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  August 19. 2022