Filthy Sauna

[POZbreedingPIG]

I still remember exactly how Timmy was bred by Sid & Arthur. He must be poz by now. Maybe he's not on any medication and has AIDS ☣💦 now... who knows? I wish him a great friendship with Sid & Arthur, like the other hot bottoms who breed young or old trolls.

[pigbro]

Just love the idea of guys staggering around from cock to cock becoming incubators and transitioning into pozpigs

[Slipitupme]

On 10/8/2024 at 5:49 AM, Mysteryman10 said:

I did wonder about Timmy infact what about them all? Are they poz sluts with pregnant tummies or are they still seeking some special cum? I always get extra horny when reading this story-although I'm in my late 50's I've yet to get pregnant & despite getting a few bugs when younger I still hope one day to carry a poz baby for the right guy...

Ah well, I think you'll find Timmy and Peter are indeed poz sluts with pregnant tummies, as are all the denizens of the sauna. Soon Kevin will fall pregnant too, which will be an interesting situation for him to deal with.

Meanwhile, the sauna waits in its seedy side street for some other innocent young man to cross its portal and encounter Sid, Arthur and all the others and find themselves being fucked and impregnated in the filthy back room.....

[POZbreedingPIG]

I can't wait to read more  how the hot sauna orgies continue. Want to read more about old, wasted and bony looking poz trolls ☣ Lots of pp left in the game. Timmy finds out he is hiv+. He continues to enjoy group sessions with Sid & Arthur, and both even let Timmy charge them up. 💦☣👿🐖

[kitpig]

10 hours ago, Slipitupme said:

Ah well, I think you'll find Timmy and Peter are indeed poz sluts with pregnant tummies, as are all the denizens of the sauna. Soon Kevin will fall pregnant too, which will be an interesting situation for him to deal with.

Meanwhile, the sauna waits in its seedy side street for some other innocent young man to cross its portal and encounter Sid, Arthur and all the others and find themselves being fucked and impregnated in the filthy back room.....

I wish it was me 😇😇

[RobertBottomSlut]

I just binge-read this whole story over the past few days. 8 loads later I’m all up to date and will be waiting to jerk off to your next update. 
This reminds me of a sauna I went to in London, probably about 15 years ago (maybe more). I’d exhausted all the regular places (Sweatbox and Pleasuredrome Waterloo being my regular haunts) so I looked for some place I hadn’t been. I can’t remember exactly where it was. Maybe Lambeth. The entrance was at the end of a courtyard. I went in and it was surprisingly small. As I walked in I was ushered into a crammed sauna and the next youngest guy must have been 65.  And they were chatting casually while blowing each other. Being in my early 30s at the time I felt like an absolute piece of meat. I’d do anything to have that feeling again. This is probably around the time I became obsessed. Too bad I had to get back home to my wife at the time. 
Great writing, great character development, and wonderful descriptions of piggy bliss. I wish I could live in the toilet at this Filthy Sauna! My job would be to keep it clean and I would be given NO cleaning supplies. 

Edited October 20, 2024 by RobertBottomSlut

[FFun2BB]

On 10/20/2024 at 3:00 PM, RobertBottomSlut said:

I just binge-read this whole story over the past few days. 8 loads later I’m all up to date and will be waiting to jerk off to your next update. ....

@RobertBottomSlut - WELCUMMMMM to the club here - we all love this story - so well writen and such a cummmmm churner :-)) 

 

we all are awaiting new chapters and hope that they shall be longer in future again ... as the last ones were rather short :-)) 

[Mvillebottom]

So longer chapters are nice, but I’m happy with shorter ones vs none at all

[Mysteryman10]

On 10/20/2024 at 3:00 PM, RobertBottomSlut said:

I just binge-read this whole story over the past few days. 8 loads later I’m all up to date and will be waiting to jerk off to your next update. 
This reminds me of a sauna I went to in London, probably about 15 years ago (maybe more). I’d exhausted all the regular places (Sweatbox and Pleasuredrome Waterloo being my regular haunts) so I looked for some place I hadn’t been. I can’t remember exactly where it was. Maybe Lambeth. The entrance was at the end of a courtyard. I went in and it was surprisingly small. As I walked in I was ushered into a crammed sauna and the next youngest guy must have been 65.  And they were chatting casually while blowing each other. Being in my early 30s at the time I felt like an absolute piece of meat. I’d do anything to have that feeling again. This is probably around the time I became obsessed. Too bad I had to get back home to my wife at the time. 
Great writing, great character development, and wonderful descriptions of piggy bliss. I wish I could live in the toilet at this Filthy Sauna! My job would be to keep it clean and I would be given NO cleaning supplies. 

I think the sauna you went to was. The locker roon in Kennington. It used to be a very small sauna but has now doubled in size. Was always full of older men when I went too.

[PupBoiRapeSlut]

I wish I could get captured and corrupted by all these evil old pervert trolls that frequent the sauna till I’m broken and more pregnant than a Mormon wife

[Slipitupme]

Timmy and Peter walked home together at the end of the day. Although the sauna was open until 10pm, it was rarely busy at that time and Bill said with a smirk he was happy to take care of any latecomers.

Peter’s mother was still out, so they headed round to Timmy’s place.

“Hello, you two.” Said Timmy’s mother as she opened the door and ushered them inside. “You look happy with yourself, Peter. How many cocks came up you today?”

Peter flushed. He still hadn’t got used to Timmy’s mother and her involvement in their sex lives

“A few” He mumbled.

She laughed and smacked his fat arse. “Grandad’s in the living room. Go and say hello whilst I make some tea. If he gets in your pants just don’t drip spunk on my sofa.”

They went through to the lounge. The old man was sat on the battered sofa watching horse racing on the TV.

He was wearing only lounge pants and his naked torso sprouted grey hair.

“Hi, lads,” He said. “Come and sit on the couch, Peter.”

Peter went and sat beside him.

“How’s it going, Timmy?” He said, undoing Peter’s trousers.

“Alright, I guess,” Said Timmy. “It was busy today. A bloke came into fix some plumbing and ended up with Sid and Arthur’s cum up his arse!”

Grandad laughed as he released Peter’s cock and began to stroke it.

“Ah, well. I think I know who you mean. Was it Kevin the other guy’s partner?”

As he spoke, he dipped his head and began slowly licking and sucking Peter’s little cock. Peter lay back, red faced, watching the old man’s head bobbing up and down.

It was hot in the room, so Timmy stripped off his clothes and sat naked in the arm chair watching and stroking his cock.

“Yes.” He said. “Took to it like a trooper. Well pregnant now I should think.”

Timmy’s mum came in carrying some tea.

“Crumbs,” She said, watching Grandad fellating Peter. “Can’t leave you alone for 5 minutes. Get your mouth off his cock and drink your tea.”

There was a knock at the door.

Timmy’s mum went down the hall and opened the door. To her surprise, it was Timmy’s maths teacher, Mr Jones.

“Hello!” She said, I haven’t seen you since Timmy left school.”

“Oh...hello...”He said, now a little shy. “I heard Timmy didn’t go off to college, and I wondered how..you know..how he was getting on?”

She looked at the short, overweight old man with his pink face, wispy white hair and pudgy fingers tugging anxiouly at a grimey shirt cuff.

She had always had her suspicions about Mr.Jones and there was something about his creepy manner which raised those thoughts again.

Should she let him in? The expression on his face would be priceless.

“Timmy is here with his friend, Peter. Why don’t you come in? Mind you, you will have to take us as you find us!”

She took his coat and he waddled off down the hall. As she hung it up, she heard him say “Oh my!” in a high pitched, lispy voice.

In the living room, Peter was now naked and kneeling on the sofa being none too gently buggered by Grandad who stood behind him.

“Who...who’s..this then?” He gasped.

Timmy’s mother took in the open-mouthed old teacher as he saw the big cock sliding in and out of the fat upraised backside and said.

“Here’s Mr.Jones come to see how you are getting on, Timmy”

Mr Jones glanced across, and did another double take as he saw his former pupil naked and stroking a rather stiff erection.

“Wow!” Timmy sat forward, grabbing his tee-shirt and hiding his cock. “ Wh...what are you..doing here?”

Mr Jones couldn’t speak. His mouth was dry, and his trousers were uncomfortably tight with the sight and smell of sweaty sex before him.

“Would you like some tea?” She asked sweetly, “I’m sure grandad won’t be long. Timmy, put down that silly shirt and come and give me a hand.”

Timmy slowly dropped his tee shirt and stood up. His cock was ramrod stiff and Mr Jones almost reached out to touch it as Timmy went past and into the kitchen.

“Nice of you to..oof that’s soft...to come round, Mr Jones.” Said Grandad, sweat dripping on to the upraised buttocks “ Can you ...oh yes...stay long?”

Mr Jones licked his lips “Well...I...I don’t want to intrude”

Grandad shook his head “No bother.. oh yeah I’m definitely cumming!” He gave a gasp and his wrinkled buttocks quivered as he shot into Peter’s bottom.

“Thats better!” He gasped stepping back until his wet, slimey cock fell out of the arsehole followed by a drool of sperm.

Mr. Jones felt his heart miss a beat as he saw the sperm rimmed hole. He’d been fucked bareback!

“erm… isn’t that rather...you know..risky?” He said, nodding at Peter’s dripping hole.

“Well, now..”said Grandad. “You might be right. But that’s what an arsehole is for – to be bred and filled with poz babies. Peter here is already pregnant, aren’t you lad?”

Peter looked over at Mr. Jones, wriggled his fat bottom and said “Hello Mr. Jones, remember me?”

“Oh my.” Mr. Jones felt himself sliding into a situation which scared him, but which he also felt a growing craving to take further. He really should go, these people were depraved. But he couldn’t go, he felt too excited, too drawn like a moth to a flame.

“You look like you need to sit down.” Said Grandad.

He took Mr Jones hand and guided him over to the sofa, sitting him down between himself and Peter.

“So, you taught these two young men maths?” He said, putting his hand onto the teachers thigh.

“Y..yes..”He said, his eyes drawn to Peter’s little cock which was standing up from his belly.

“What’s your first name, mate?” Said grandad, beginning to pull at his belt and undo his fly.

“James...Jim..”Said the teacher.

Grandad had his belt open and pulled down the zip. His big belly billowed out and his cock made a tent of his underpants.

“Well now, Jim, lets just slip these down, shall we?”

Grandad tugged at his trousers and pants and slipped them down to his ankles.

Jim closed his eyes as his cock was exposed to their gaze. It was small and wrinkled and only just stood out from his thighs

“Ah, here’s the tea.”

Timmy’s mother appeared with a tray which she put on the table.

“Do you take sugar?” She asked.

Grandad’s hand had slipped beneath the teacher’s ample bottom and was probing his hole. It must have been wet with something because it slipped inside

“yes please...oooh..ooh.”His eyes widened as the finger slid sensuously in and out of his hole.

“Mr. Jones name is Jim” said Peter.

“Well don’t mind me.” She said, sitting in a chair and raising her cup.

Timmy had returned and stood behind the sofa. Grandad looked up and winked at him, nodding at his cock and then at Jim.

“How are things at the school? He undid Jim’s shirt and took it off, revealing a flabby pink torso with big brown nipples.

“F..fine..it’s end of term now...”blushing furiously at being naked in front of Timmy’s mother.

“That’s good.” said Grandad, “ Now just turn round and kneel on the sofa. That’s right, show us your lovely arsehole. Beautiful”

Jim found himself kneeling on the sofa, bottom sticking out and face to face with Timmy’s erect cock.

“Isn’t it lovely?” whispered Grandad, carefully smearing lube over Jim’s arsehole.

“I bet you didn’t know he’d grown into such a big one. Why don’t you hold it?”

Jim reached out and held the quivering, stiff flesh and knew he was lost. He knew what he wanted which was to feel this wonderful cock inside him.

“He’s poz, like me and Peter,” Grandad whispered in his ear. “Does that make you want it in you more?”

Jim groaned and lowered his head. He couldn’t speak. He could call a halt. He could leave. But the thought of taking Timmy’s cock and in front of his mother was breathtaking.

Grandad nodded his head and Timmy went round behind the big bottom of his old teacher. He pushed his cock at the pink slit and the head slid inside

Jim raised his head and his eyes went wide. What was he doing! This was madness!

“Easy,” said Grandad. “Just let him put it inside you and see how it feels. Here, try this.”

He produced a brown bottle and unscrewed the cap.

“Wha..what is it?”

“Just something to help you relax. Sniff”

Jim took an experimental sniff and felt his head swim and his body melting.

“Oh gosh!” He said. As he spoke, Timmy slid his cock fully up into Jims arse, smiling across at his mother who mouthed “naughty boy!” at him.

The teacher’s arse was hot, wet and tight and Timmy knew he wouldn’t last long.

“There now,” whispered Grandad. “Isn’t that nice? Do you want him to stop?”

Jim was overcome. The cock sliding in and out felt so wonderful, so right and the poppers made him want to stretch his hole even wider.

He just sagged and closed his eyes as Timmy fucked him. His thrusts were getting harder and his cock was throbbing.

“Do you want him to stop, Jim? Or do you want him to shoot his poz cum in you and give you a baby?

Jim gave a little sob. He had a vision of himself kneeling being fucked by Timmy and what was going to happen. Yet it felt so right, as if the most natural thing in the world was he should be impregnated by this young man.

“Yes please” He whispered back. Grandad nodded at Timmy who was pleased to be able to let go at last. He thrust in further, feeling his cock throb, his balls tighten, then he was spurting, spurting into the hot wet hole.

Jim felt Timmy orgasm deep inside him and knew he was being filled with tainted sperm as grandad kissed his cheek and whispered “welcome to the club, Jim.”

When Timmy finished, he pulled out slowly so only a drool of cum leaked out.

Timmy’s mum got to her feet and picked up a towel from the tray.

She wiped Jim’s arse with it and said “ Well now, I expect you could use some more tea, eh Jim?”

 

[Mvillebottom]

And add another smoking hot chapter to the story!!!   Thank you so much for sharing such amazing writing.   I get extremely horny every time I read this story and love when I see a new chapter posted.  Thank you again for sharing such excellent writing and hot story

[Niceroundass]

YES!!!  THANK YOU!!!

Another piece of Master Story Telling, Love it, you bring us as if we are there in the living room with them all!!!

Also love the fact you jeep the Older and Fatter Men in the story!!!

Thank you, looking for to the next when you have time...

 

[Slipitupme]

Thankyou for the lovely comments. More to come when I feel inspired!

[Phalluss]

Very hot. Could easily have a spin off of Jim running some after school detention..  giving his students a positive future 😈☣️💦