Filthy Sauna

[viking8x6]

4 hours ago, Christopher said:

I want to spend all day in a sauna with very old men breeding me... Maybe it's time to quit prep and let grandpa get me pregnant and watch my fit, healthy body waste away and become like them. Let them destroy my health. 

Guess what? You punched that ticket the day you were born, if you don't get hit by a bus first. Breeding or no, prep or no, pregnancy or no, you're on that ride. 

You're welcome.

[RobertBottomSlut]

I wait in anticipation for each chapter. Wish I could send you all the cum this story has milked from me. 

[Slipitupme]

Kevins story continued

 

By the time Kevin showered and dressed, he was beginning to feel embarrassed and slightly ashamed at what he had done. He mumbled goodbye to Bill at the desk and headed for his truck.

He should never have succumbed to them. But after all, he thought, hadn’t he enjoyed it? The succession of cocks in his arse had been so sexy.

He unlocked and got inside. What about taking it bare from those toxic old trolls? He was pretty sure Eric had been converted in that disgusting old sauna – what if he was also pregnant now?

Yet, he thought, they were so free, so animal like and breeding each other as nature intended. He realised his tiny cock was stiff in his jeans and the tee shirt under his tits was wet with sweaty excitement.

He started up and headed for home.

His wife met him at the door. “You’re late” She said with a sneer. “Where’ve you been?”

“Busy” He replied, wilting under her gaze. “You know Eric’s sick. I had to cover for him today.”

“He told me when I phoned him to find out where you were.” She said “At that sauna he spends so much time at. Did you have a nice time there?”

He paled. Did she know? Had Eric told her?

She laughed. “I don’t care what you’ve been up to. You’re no use to me!”

Kevin went through to the living room and groaned aloud.

Sitting watching the television was his wife’s nephew, a fat, spotty youth called Nigel who usually treated Kevin with as much disdain as his aunt.

“Hello Nigel.” He said.

Nigel glanced at him and carried on watching TV.

Kevin sighed and went to make himself some tea.

His wife came in to the kitchen.

“How long is he staying?” Asked Kevin.

“A couple of days,” she replied. “I told him he could come out with you tomorrow as I’m off to meet a friend.”

It didn’t appeal to Kevin at all to spend a day with Nigel putting him down.

And then he remembered he’d promised to go back to the sauna to check his work was ok. Should he introduce the irritating Nigel to Bill, Sid and Arthur?

He grinned to himself. Maybe….he thought.

 

[SirGalatsi]

Wish you could write some longer chapters instead of these little “stubs” but I guess I’ll take what I can get. 🙂