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Heat Sauna - Chorlton, Manchester Uk


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This is my second post and again, a true story. I see no point in making things up when I don't need to.

 

I visited saunas at least once a week, often two or three times, after my first visit having become a regular.  After that I felt no need to pretend.  Still, my friends had no idea as I was still a good boy as far as they knew.  However, every opportunity that I could find I would sneak off to Basement in Manchester city centre, or sometimes Heat sauna in Chorlton.  Heat was not nearly as large as Basement, but it attracted an altogether different crowd and sometimes that's what I wanted:  older guys, daddies, pervs who aren't pervy because they're turned on in a sauna, but true pigs who are who they are.  None of them were pretty, but that just made me, but hotter.  The atmosphere made me feel like I was truly being used.  As if somehow these men were beneath me, but they were nevertheless taking what they wanted.  Does that sound shallow?  Ah, well... fuck if it does. 

 

Naturally, as Heat is much smaller than Basement, it has a very different layout.  The entrance is though the back door near the car park - it's based on a small high street in an up and coming suburb of Manchester - you'd miss it entirely if you didn't know what you were looking for.  The only give away is the blacked out windows at the front.  Again, there's a door buzzer but upon entering you go straight to the desk, pay your money, grab a towel and then head to the lockers.  The ground floor sees no action, but downstairs there's a jacuzzi and a steamroom and upstairs there are some cubicles, a TV/ porn room, a sling and some glory holes. There's also a crappy attempt at a maze with a toilet for those who like things a little dirty.

 

Now Manchester's not a big city and, if you've spent  as much time online talking to sleazy fuckers as i have, you start to recognise them in the street. One guy, I can't remember his screen name, though I wish I could, was instantly recognisable by his tattoo - I think it had wings... definitely wings, and maybe a unicorn or some other shit - we're going back ten years. He was tall. I'm guessing late twenties, early thirties. Toned, but on the skinnier side, which I like. He had a massive 9" cock - I knew because I'd seen his pictures online and he was pierced too. I watched him for a while and then eventually after it started to get busy, I decided to try my luck at the gloryholes. I liked these gloryholes in particular, because you locked yourself in a small cubicle and waited, but you were able to see much of what was going on outside because of the placement of the holes, as well as get a good peek in to some other cubicles with beds in. 

 

Eventually, a large, flaccid, pierced cock emerged through the hole at the far end. I look through and I can see long, slim legs kneeling on the bed and I begin to work the cock immediately. At this point I don't mind foreplay, but the ultimate goal is to get as many raw cocks in me as possible and ensure that, whatever happens, I'm left with their seed. He's hard quick enough and I turn away from him, hand still wanking him off, and press him against my arse. While he's positioned there, i reach back with both hands and spread my cheeks. I move him in to place with one hand and take a sniff of poppers with the other, before he begins to slide in. He's not messing around either. Immediately he goes to town, ploughing me at speed and as deep as he can, withdrawing and entering in split seconds that see my cunt twitch and spasm as if I'm being electrocuted. He's banging against the flimsy, MDMF makeshift wall and it's loud, attracting attention from the off. I continue to take poppers, but make sure i'm continually holding my cheeks apart and pressing myself against the gloryhole as hard as I can. I want every inch the wall will allow.

 

After a while I can see eyes appearing at the otehr holes, fingers poking through trying to find me, but the layout of the cubicle doesn't allow me to reach for than one hole at once. They can wait. His cock is thick and straight - almost a bit boring to look at. I suppose it's a bit too perfect, but when it's in you it's so hard it hurts and he thrusts it so it never stops moving, always sliding one way or the other and sometimes you can't tell which. He jerks and stills and I know I have his seed.

 

As he pulls out and disappears, the light returning through the hole, I move to another hole and stroke the fingers protruding through. Instantly I know the guy is older, shorter, fatter. I don't care. Why would I care? I'm not here to discriminate. I'm here to be used by anyone who will. He pokes his cock through, his thick bush protruding, wiry and dry. His cock is short. A decent girth. He's slick with precum, which tells me it's probably an easy load. I'm not wrong. My arse is barely wrapped around him before he's tensing and jerking and I get the impression his little cock is just a bit too sensitive for his own good. I feel a glutinous blob on my hole, dripping down my arse and as his cock shrinks immediately as he withdraws, I know I've got what I came for. two loads. Next.

 

As I leave the cubicle, there's a guy I've seen before. I'm guessing in his fifties at least. He has that awful, camp, cockatoo haircut - the one that just announces you're a raving homosexual to anyone who might lay eyes on you. His skin is tanned, but he obviously uses sunbeds - why? He's smooth from head to toe and he's probably only around 5'7" or 8". I can see through his towel he's got a decent cock though, so I wander to a normal cubicle, throw my towel down, lurch forwards onto my belly and adjust my own cock so I'm comfortable before I lay flat and still. The door closes and he climbs on top. He's got a big cock. Thick too. I'm guessing about 8" but very thick. He would quickly become a regular fuck. We never spoke, but he'd see me come in, he seemed to live in the place, and eventually he'd come looking ready to give me his load, often more than one each visit. I'll be honest, i didn't find him attractive at all - I like men to look like men, not groomed and preened, eyebrows plucked to within an inch of their life so it looks like you're ready to do drag - be a man. But a load's a load and what's a boy to do? He plays with my hole, fingering me but, like so many tops, he has long, painful nails - they hurt as he enters and pokes around me. Now, I've had a lot of cock since these early days and I'm totally intolerant. I'm selfish. I know what I want. I say I want to please my tops and I do, but not at the expense of my own enjoyment. I can't be arsed with it. It's bullshit and i know, for every guy I walk away from because he can't be arsed to cut his nails, shower, or stop playing with my nipples and balls, there'll be another around the corner. I'm exceptionally ticklish. My nipples are VERY sensitive. I don't like them touched by anyone and same goes for my balls - sorry if that disappoints, but that's how it is. i'll give guys a warning before we meet. I'll give them a second chance once we've met, after that, you're out. It's really all about me. Give me your cum and fuck off. 

 

Anyway, he's poking me, probably tearing me a little and I wince and squirm, but before I know it he's withdrawn his fingers and he's lining up his cock. He slides in, my arse pre-lubed with two other raw loads, and he gets to work. He's a good fuck. Not the best i've ever had, but it feels good, I can lie back and relax and I get a load. He likes to call me baby. I hate this. I don't need a pet name, you're not my boyfriend. Frankly, I'm embarrassed for him, but I want his load, so I groan and moan and make all the right noises. Once he's done, he climbs off and disappears in to the darkness. Three loads down. Lots more to go.

 

Another short guy appears, cruising me in the corridor near the stairs. He's cute though, guessing in his forties, his head shaved. I would later learn that he's the owner. Well, he owns the place and several others with his gay dad and his gay brother. They don't play together, it was a question I asked frequently on later visits, each time the disappointing response came. Unwittingly though, I did get fucked by all three of them on separate occasions, which I wasn't aware of until afterwards. Not sure they were either. This guy would never fuck bareback. I guess he'd seen too many sad stories in saunas. But his dad did. I can't remember about his brother. I only had him once. I let this guy, the owner, fuck me though because I liked him, he was a decent guy and a nice fat cock and, despite using a condom every time, I enjoyed it. I'd keep the condom, or watch for where he'd thrown it and then, once he'd left I'd retrieve it, put it up my arse, reach in and pull it out nib first, squeezing as I did so to make sure i got his load. He'd often stay for a while and we'd lay in each other's arms, just talking. Nothing romantic, just that sort of intimacy you can only get with strangers who've just abused your hole in saunas - does that sound silly? I guess there's an honesty in there that doesn't leave those blacked out walls.

 

Before leaving I took another load in a different cubicle.  This time the top was an Asian guy.  I've always had a thing for Asian guys, although, saying this, I love all men, so I'm not sure if I honestly have a preference for Asians.  

 

As I walked home I could feel the cold, wet sticky mess around the hair on my arse, and every step made me hard. I always keep the loads in me until I can't any longer and have a good wank once I'm home. 

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