Returning to the Bathhouse

[orlanguy]

This story is a true accounting of what happened to me this week.

 It had been a month since my big slip at the bathhouse. Writing about the experience hadn’t helped much with trying to stop myself from indulging further, but through outside distractions managed to keep myself from pursuing cock or cum, but each succeeding week left me with an increasing longing for more such experiences.  I teased myself with stories from different sites, poppering my brain into oblivion while burying my nine inch dildo up my ass. Nothing, however, really helped, so I resolved to visit the bathhouse again.

Figuring temptation was the enemy, I avoided the busy evening crowd and discount nights, choosing instead to go in the middle of a weekday. The place was much more subdued, with fewer than 20 guys total.  Nervously I walked halls, resolved only to suck cock, maybe to swallow a few loads, just enough to curb my cravings. The maze was empty, as was the dark room, and the sauna as well.  The few guys I noticed were in their rooms, jacking, apparently (and sadly) uninterested in playing.

When I reached the dark room behind the glory holes, an empty room which was pitch black, I noticed two shadows at the far end, so I figured this was the best chance I would get, and made my way back. The darkness made details difficult to determine, but I could tell both guys were white, probably in their 50’s, but I couldn’t make out more than that.  Each guy was pumping his buddy's cock, and as I got close they stopped and took in my figure. I am not very aggressive but it seemed these two cocks might well be the only ones on the menu, so I dropped to my knees and began sucking one.

Neither guy made an effort to stop me, and I couldn’t help but notice how clean and smooth the cock was.  My initial impression is that it was a respectable length and girth, but as I slobbered and worked on it, the cock swelled to a significant nine or more inches with a meaty width. My jaw was strained a bit, but as the cock was uncut and as I was flying on poppers, I was happy to take it all.  About then I felt the second guy pull my mouth off of the first guy's cock, and direct his cock into my mouth.  The new cock was just about eight inches, and unlike the first guy, this cock was cut, but it had the perfect amount of give, so, without too much difficulty he was able to fuck my throat using with powerful strokes.

After a couple minutes I then heard one of them ask “Can we have that ass?”

My hole twitched in longing.  Getting to my feet I replied "I don't have any condoms."

They both replied "Cool, if you are.  We're both poz."

The statement hit me like a hammer blow, but reasoning cocksucking wasn’t dangerous, I'd continue with as much, and replied “I can't, I'm neg, but I'll be happy to swallow your cocks.”

I felt proud of my self-control, although I was also a bit sore in the knees from the ridiculous flooring.  After a big hit of poppers, I bent over, and resumed sucking the meaty eight inch cock, as I jacked off the longer uncut cock with my other hand.

 I felt one of the guys lean over me and start playing with my cheeks and hole, which is always hot, and as he did so, I enjoyed feeling that meaty cock opening up my throat with each thrust.  "Mind if I eat your ass?" asked the other guy.

'Hell, yeah,' I thought, and nodded in approval, even with the smaller cock still in my mouth.  Within seconds warm lips and a hot tongue were snaking into my hole. The sensation of a tongue in my hole sent me into orbit, and I forced the cock as deep into my throat as I could, caking my face in saliva as I grunted and moaned like a bitch in heat.

Then, to my surprise, I felt the cock in my mouth withdraw.  I nearly cried out in protest, but when the longer uncut dick slid into my mouth, I hungrily accepted it as the other guy moved behind me.  I couldn’t help but notice, however, he didn’t bother getting down to eat my ass.

The cock in my mouth was aggressive, pushing deep to choke and gag me, before being yanked out and roughly smacked across my face. I was really into it. As he fed its whole length into my throat I felt his partner lean over me, his wet cock passing across my ass cheeks.  I tensed up involuntarily, but with the amazing cock in my mouth, I couldn’t fully concentrate on what the other guy was doing, and apparently hadn’t offered enough resistance to deter what was happening:  I felt fat mushroom head of that old cut cock slide between my cheeks and touch my hole, just barely.  Cum began shooting cum out of my cock as I moaned in pleasure.  The man behind me didn’t miss a beat but rather reached under me to gather the last few spurt of cum in his hand and jack his cock, which was now lubed with my saliva and now a fair portion of my load, only to nestle his warm wet cock back against my hole just as the cock in my mouth slid balls deep. Tears streamed down my face.  I couldn’t breath.  Again I heard them ask for my ass again. I grunted and spurted and gagged struggling for air, which he apparently chose not to take as a 'no' as, despite the impressive girth of his cock, particularly the guy's cock head, the cock nestled in my crack slid effortlessly past my opening.  In one smooth motion it was squelching gobs of my own cum out as it planted itself fully within me.

The sensation of being so full was overwhelming, and the cock in my throat began to withdraw, I attempted to speak, only to be stuffed once more, as both cocks picked up an alternating rhythm. The cock in my mouth turned me on, but the one in my ass made my whole body shudder with each push. The sensations were intoxicating, and soon I was throwing myself back on the cock in my asshole, forcing him in as far as I could. I didn’t need to wonder when the cock in my ass would blow, because, as he fucked it all the way in, I became painfully aware of a swollen lump moving along its length, about to spew its thick hot cum in the very most innards of my asshole. I realized what I was doing and panicked, about ready to completely lose my mind. I stood up and looked around frantically, thinking I should bolt. When the uncut top gently put his hands on my hips, and slowly guided my hole into his lap.

He began using his cock head to scoop the cum dibbling from my hole and press it back in. He was careful not to ever insert more than the tiniest bit to push in the cum, and barely stretched my hole at all doing it. The movement was driving me insane, and between my panic and sex drive I was practically delirious. He leaned and whispered into my ear “You said no, so I won't fuck you, but I won't stop you from fucking yourself with my cock though.”

With that he leaned back, leaving his cock just slightly brushing against my hole, firmly between my cheeks. His partner went to his knees and began sucking my small cock, which felt great, and as he buried my cock in his mouth he would put pressure onto my hips, teasing tiny bits of the cock head behind me against my hole. I began moving my hips and took a big hit of poppers, my anxiety beginning to fade, and in my moment of inattention the man blowing me reached back for his partner's hips, pulling the cock behind me into my asshole.

Halfway in I buried my own self down on it and began squeezing with my ass muscles. Clearly he had been close, as within seconds he announced "I'm shooting," roughly fucking me as he bred my ass.

Afterwards they both left, leaving me silent, leaning against the wall.

Shortly after this I made my way home.  It has been a few days, and I still don’t know how to feel.

[Guest]

Well, from the sounds of it, with not being able to refrain from going back to the bathouse for the second time, you have joined the addiction of taking cock and cum, that all or most of us have come to in the past with our beginnings. For myself, in the beginning, the first time or two was very disorientating and I wasn't sure and definitely beside myself at what I had let happen. As with you though, there was something about it that I began to crave and couldn't fight off the feelings of the need to go back and try more and have more experiences. As time goes on, I am sure you will begin to crave and desire more and more though, this was just the beginning as it was and has been for most of us in the past. Some years back, I ran across some underground articles that seemed to claim that when a man took another males cum and absorbed it anally, that a change seemed to occur in the receptive males body and thinking, possibly and probably genetically altering his DNA and of course ultimately his thinking processes along with it. Of course, I don't think it was ever really proved or documented as I never was able to find anything more than just the initial statements and stories, but I do know something definitely happened in my case once I had my first couple of encounters back then. I have come to reason though, that it makes sense now that if when becoming poz, the donors DNA modifies the receivers DNA in becoming poz, it stands to reason that any DNA received and absorbed by the receptive male would do the same to some extent if poz or not. Maybe this would explain the change and desires that came with me all of a sudden about desiring and craving to bottom for a guys cock and cum that I never could shake and get away from, finally ending my distress and denial of being a homosexual and willingly opening up to it and all of it's experiences.

Anyway, you have had your first experience, whether ready for it or not with taking poz cock and cum with your second trip to the bathhouse, and this is what many of us would like to experience freely and openly all the time. While you are probably still in some shock and regret, I and many others would consider you as lucky to have had this experience and with guys that were upfront about their status so early on. No matter what the outcome though, try to look at and take the positive side of it and the experiences and dwell on them, it only gets better  as time goes on. Good luck

[TTFN]

orlanguy please keep us up to date if you get the fuck flu. Great story.

Homo60 never thought of the DNA of the donor changing the reciprient but I know the first time I was fucked that I knew that bareback was the only way I would ever take a cock.

[Guest]

1 minute ago, ponyboy238 said:

orlanguy please keep us up to date if you get the fuck flu. Great story.

Homo60 never thought of the DNA of the donor changing the reciprient but I know the first time I was fucked that I knew that bareback was the only way I would ever take a cock.

ponyboy238, can't remember where I read the information, was some years back and just came across it while browsing for other stuff and didn't give it much thought at the time and also thought it was a bunch of BS at the time. Wished now I could go back and reread it all again and study it more and give a link to it, but now after learning so much and chatting with other guys that have had similar if not exact experiences and after becoming involved in these things more and more, it seems to make a lot more sense of the cravings, desires and the changing of my thoughts on the subject.

[orlanguy]

Thanks for the replies guys and I will for sure let you know if it happens. To be honest I am completely terrified. I was rock hard writing about it, reading it makes me get off, but I am not ok with having done it.

 

I read about how sure guys on here are. I feel that hunger everyone talks about, but leaving with actual poz cum in my ass...........I dont know what I want the tests to show

[Frenchpig]

@ homo60 it's a pretty romantic vision in a way, to think when you're bred, you share something with your top donor, but i'm sorry to disapoint that it's not really like that. when i eat beef i don't envision eating grass because it's DNA is coursing in me...

you change your mind because once you allow you to be who you deeply are, your denial begins to crackle and the more you accept being gay and liking what you do, the more you feel right about it. 

Edited November 8, 2016 by Frenchpig
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[Frenchpig]

@ homo60 it's a pretty romantic vision in a way, to think when you're bred, you share something with your top donor, but i'm sorry to disapoint that it's not really like that. when i eat beef i don't envision eating grass because it's DNA is coursing in me...

you change your mind because once you allow you to be who you deeply are, your denial begins to crackle and the more you accept being gay and liking what you do, the more you feel right about it. 

 

@ orlando, by the way it's hot what you've experienced and the way you describe it   like disney would sing : let it go !

[justsexnowatl]

Everyone on here including yourself knows you're not going back to condoms......only question is if you start PrEP in time or go totally natural, getting off on the risk and consequences

[bihairy]

I agree with Justsex. There is no way I would go back to condoms. It feels so great sliding inside a nice warm ass..I love dumping my loads inside a willing man pussy. I love sloppy seconds. I'm on PrEP and never going back. For me, it has to be bareback porn or I turn it off.  Its the most delicious feeling in the world. I for one am addicted. 

[north.mpls.guy]

What he said.

If you actually ejaculated just from the top's wet, throbbing cock head nestled against your boy-hole, with no penile stimulation at all, you have the answer in the puddle. Without any health information, the rough chance of transmission is 1%. You said they're poz, but are they on meds? LOTS of guys are living "undetectable."

I don't share the mystical approach to HIV, so I've chosen PrEP. I'm still not perfectly protected, but the odds are small enough to enjoy fucking naturally.

There really is something about sinking your cock balls-deep into a well-used, oozing, hungry boy-hole on first attempt. All of the bottoms' accounts say they love the way it brings out the animal in the tops. The tops just immediately go for it, planting their seed deeply and urgently, and both love it. The instinctive need to breed and complete abandon of any pretense, probably losing track of where we are and who's around us, takes us close to nirvana.

Oh, except if you have a special guy who's right there with you, urging you to breed the boi strapped to the bench.  Making out with your guy, maybe he's "resting" his hand on my pounding cheeks, just gently hanging on, witnessing the breeding, or fondling a pec, teasing the nipple. Mmmmmm. Blast off!

[rimmingisthebest]

You are just discovering your true self, dont be afraid. The conflict you have inside is because you are fighting agaisnt yourself and what you already know its the right thing to do for you. 

[hotbbbottom4u]

For me it was all about finding pig tops that want to breed negative ass. I have always liked sex on the wild side so it has been natural for me to always bareback. When you bareback you know what the risks are. I find that makes the sex even hotter for me not knowing what the tops status is. 

[Bicuriousfckr]

That was hot

[BC_Bottom]

Ah, bathhouse sex.  I remember a bathhouse in Victoria, Canada.  I was there for work, and stuck in a hotel mid week with co-workers.  Claiming an upset stomach, I begged off going to dinner with the group.  No sooner had they left than I cracked open the phone book and found the local bathhouse which, by good fortune, as only a five minute walk from my hotel.  I made record time, signed in, and set about exploring the place.  It was midweek, and much too early, so I took the view that I would take whatever I could get. 

I took a quick shower, grabbed my towel, and start searching. There were only about three guys in the whole place, so I found my way to the Porn room, figuring I could at least take care of myself.

I had been in the porn room, watching the video for only a few minutes when the attendant, wearing only a T-shirt and a hard-on walked in.  Within seconds I had a nice mouthful, but blowing a working guy is a problem as he had to keep leaving to make sure no one was waiting to get in.

After a few cycles of this he asked if I would like to blow him from under the counter.  Would I!?!??!!!

As we are headed into the check-in area he rubbed my ass, which suggested he was up for more than a blow job.  Once we arrived at his work station, I reached down to put my towel and keys in a safe location, while at the same time I let him know how much my ass would love his cock.  Then, of course, I dropped down to my knees, and out-of-sight of the waiting room, I went down on him - only for a customer to arrive.   I figured I would have to stop, but he grabbed my head, and held his long cock down my throat, slowly pulling me forward to show the customer what was going on.  It turned-out the customer was a friend of his, and the occasion readily turned into a threesome behind the counter. 

I ended the night with three loads in my ass and two down my throat - which, of course, made work the next day very difficult.  But it was totally worth it.

[orlanguy]

Ive tested neg 6 times since this incident with regular blood work. I have made very bad decisions at bathhouses twice since, which i intend to write about. I of course really loved both, one once again at club orlando and one at cumunion ft lauderdale

Edited October 22, 2017 by orlanguy