I've been insatiable lately.

This week I went to a local bathhouse that has cheap lockers and near-free rates for boys 18-25, which sometimes makes for a strange mix of horny seniors who just cashed their social security checks and slutty twinks who are looking for a place to crash when they can't get into a bar. There are a ton of glory holes in this place (a fave) - a couple of GH setups with risers so bottoms and tops can both be standing during oral delivery. One of these is where - in spite of the fact that I had gone there to get my ass filled with sperm that day - I ended up taking 16 (!) loads in my mouth in a little over an hour.

When I stepped through the rubber curtain into the dark room I and rounded the corner to where the risers are, I saw that almost every glory hole was already filled with throbbing boners, all of them nodding at me, asking me to milk them. There was one other bottom in the room, but he was kinda out of shape and none of the tops seemed into him, so as I started sucking he sort of sighed and split and (to start) I had 5 goodlooking cocks all to myself. Now, some of you other bottoms on here probably know how one drop of sperm in your mouth can turn into a flood when one tops hears another one say "Oh fuck - I'm gonna cum!" while, say, you keep your lips wrapped tight around his shaft for the duration of his spasm and thus the other top learns that yes, oh yes, you DO swallow cum ... that's when he starts to feel the need to add his seed to the warm, wet, depository that is your mouth - and soon, one after the other, more and more tops are jockeying their cocks to be the next one to poke through the plywood oval and into your man-milking mouth machine ... the short dude with the little mushroom tool, the black dude who's club cock you can barely see in the dark, the granddad who's sperm spills out of his dick in less than sixty seconds, and before long the horsehung white boy who gets off on massaging your adam's apple with his pretty, pink cockhead.

Being a count whore, I love it when it becomes about how many loads I've taken - even if it IS just oral - but unfortunately, eventually, the tap runs dry, and all the tops are drained ... except for the dancer dude I found in the jacuzzi who, after I rubbed his sore feet and legs under the water for a while - not expecting much (= expecting him to be a bottom) grabbed my hips and guided my ass square onto his north-pointing pole. I bobbed up and down like buoy on that beautiful tool for about 10 minutes - til I felt his sub-aquatic strokes get suddenly silky smooth, and I knew he'd given me the gift I was looking for.