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On 7/2/2017 at 5:04 PM, Slipitupme said:

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing.

So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked.

I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin.

It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes.

“That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.”

I said something neutral and stripped off my pants.

“Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms.

“Thanks,” I answered.  I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna.

After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh.

“Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?”

“Yes,” I replied.

Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock.  I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection.

“Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?”

His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.”

His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins.  I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool.

“Want to fuck?”

I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.”

He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle.  Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.”

There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.”  When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?”

“Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole.  I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush.  "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked.

He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed.  Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said:  I was being fucked raw by a poz cock.

I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it.  He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something.  It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing.  Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner.

“Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before.  Just emptying the bins.”

He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked.

“Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch.

“Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent.

“Yeah, a few now, Sid.  Mostly regulars."

Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on.  I think I’m going to cum.  Yep…here it cums!”

With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk.

“Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls.

The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly.

Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other.  It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out.

“Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.”

Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm.

“Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!”  He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted.

“Phew!  Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap.

“Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts.

I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened.

There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper.

On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm.  Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.”

I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me.  Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole.

Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?”

I shook my head. “How did you know?”

He shrugged.  “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.”

He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette.  “Anyway, better get used to it.  Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

This is such a hot story, I wouldn't mind being in a sauna like that 

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I didn't see grandad after that - he must have left while I was busy. Bill thought it was hot that he had fucked me and made me bend over the counter so he could fuck my cummy arse and shoot his load after a few thrusts as he was so excited.

I cleaned up and left at the end of my shift. It was a warm night and still quite light, so I headed down to the park intending to sit by the lake and relax after the tense day I'd had. What would I do when I saw grandad next? Would I let him fuck me again?

After a while, I needed a piss. There was an old, brick toilet set back amongst the trees. I went up the overgrown path and into the gloomy doorway. It smelled of damp and piss and was lit by a stained window high up near the roof. There was a narow space with a long porcelein urinal with cubicles behind it. As I entered three guys who had obviouly been playing broke apart in panic, one of them a bald little guy comically trying to drag a threadbare pair of trousers up over his bare arse.

They looked at me guiltily until I smiled, went over to the porcelein urinal and unzipped my cock. It was semi-hard and I felt them relax as they saw it. The short, balding man lowered his trousers again. His lower body was flabby, hairless and slug-like in the gloom and his cock was small and flaccid. He turned and bent over. To my surprise, his buttocks had no muscle, just flabby sacks between which his hole gaped wetly with lube.

Ignoring me, one of the other men went over, levered out his cock and slid it into the proferrred hole with a sigh of satisfaction, and began to thrust slowly in and out.

The other two came over and closed in on me. One had greasy, curly black hair and a lazy eye, the other was tall, very thin and bald and I could see his veins knotted around his arms and the calves below his shorts.

"Hey." Said the guy with the greasy hair. "Nice cock you got there", and he licked his lips lewdly at me. The other guy said nothing, but encased my cock in his boney fingers and rubbed it gently until it was hard.

I was excited, but also scared. What if someone came in?

Nearby, the small guy was bending over and sobbing as he was fucked, and I distinctly heard him whisper "Oh yeah!..please!..give me your poz load!"

I felt the hairs rise on my neck as I realised how depraved these guys were, but I could move or resist.

The thin guy released my cock and fumbled with my belt.

"W..w..wait "I gasped. " I'm not sure..."

The greasy haired guy nuzzled my ear and carressed my cock. "Easy..no one's going to hurt you...you want to play don't you?"

My trousers fell to the wet floor, and the thin man dragged my underpants down with them.

Before I could protest, the greasy haired guy bent forward and took my cock into his mouth. I gasped at the sensation and couldn't help pushing it further in.

The thin guy took my neck, turned my head and smiled at me. His teeth were black and filthy, and I could see crusty sores in the corner of his mouth.

He took my hand and encircled it around his thick, surprisingly long cock. I looked down at it, and noticed the upper shaft and head had a number of angry red warts and his pee-hole was drooling some kind of slimey discharge.

I tried to back away, but my resolve was going as the man sucked my cock and I watched the little man being sodomised. Suddenly, the top grunted and came in him. He sighed happily and slid it out. The shaft was cummy and slimey and the small man's gaping hole glinted wetly, drooling cum as he straightened up.

"You like that, don'tcha? "Whispered the thin man. "Yeah, you want some dirty cock."

Oh god. I thought. This was bad news. Goodness knows what diseases these guys were carrying.

"Show us you want it." He said, and offered me his cock to suck. I bent forward, feeling the shaft and the warts encrusting it, and hesitated. But he thrust his hips forward and that disgusting cock slipped into my mouth.

"Yeah, " He whispered. "Suck it, bitch. "

I felt a hand slide over my bottom, and then the greasy haired guy dropped to his knees, clamped his mouth to my arsehole, and slid his tongue up inside. I was shocked, and embarrassed as I hadn't cleaned out before I left the sauna, but he didn't seem to mind the slime inside and pulled my hips back into his face.

To be continued....

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On 8/16/2017 at 6:27 AM, Slipitupme said:

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks.

Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing.

There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces.

There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom.

"Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole.

"Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too."

They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices.

"Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?"

I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails.

The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built.

"Been before?" Asked the old man next to me.

"Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours"

He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!"

I blushed and nodded. "Both of them."

He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!"

They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over.

"Let's have a look,then."

I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole.

"He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon."

The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap.

"I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit."

They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest.

Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough.

"That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me.

The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man.

"Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna."

He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off.

"Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides.

After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two.

Then he left.

I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions.

"Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful  that time!"

I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust.

The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand.

"You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?"

I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs.

"Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you?

With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum.

"Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.

 

 

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The tongue flickered deliciously in and out of my dirty arsehole,  and I forgot my embarrassment as I pushed it back into the old guys's face.

Meanwhile, I was forced to suck the other man's warty cock and felt myself losing control and sinking into depravity.

They sensed it too. "Oh yeah...he wants it now. Fuck the little bitch!"

He held my shoulders down and rubbed his cock over my mouth as I felt the greasy haired guy get to his feet, steady my bare bottom, and begin to slide his stubby cock into my spit-lubed rectum.

He started to fuck me roughly, as the other man leant over me and kissed him. I was just a hole for them to fuck and not long after the greasy haired man's thrusts became more urgent then he said "oh fuck!" and pushed hard into me as he spurted his dirty cum up me.

" I needed that!" He gasped, pulling his cock out and leaving a drool of cum dripping from my hole.

The thin man ruffled my hair . " Turn round like a good little pig."

I was sobbing with a mixture of lust, shame and fear, but I did what I was told and turned to present my rump to him.

He slid his cock into my dirty hole, and I groaned as I imagined the warts rubbing my insides as he began to thrust into me. 

"Same time tomorrow?" Said the greasy haired man to the other, whilst forcing my lips open and making me clean his dirty cock.

" Y..yeah..oh nice..hang on and I'll cum." With that, he jerked and spurted in me.

After a few moments he pulled out and the other man offered him a cum stained handkerchief to clean his cock.

"Thanks." He said. They ignored me, zipping up and leaving the toilet as I stood there, naked from the waist down and dripping their cum onto the dirty floor.

 

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My mother was out at bingo night, so I was able to clean up before she got home. I was watching TV when she came in, and heard her talking with someone. To my surprise, she came in with grandad who gave me a knowing look and a wink.

I blushed as she said "Grandad gave me a lift tonight, for a change. How are you?"

"OK. "I mumbled.

"Good," She said. " Well, I'm going to have a bath and leave you two boys to watch TV."

The hairs stood up on my neck. Something about the way she said it, and the look she gave my grandfather  - did she know?

She gave a little smile and disappeared upstairs and soon we heard water running.

Grandad wasted no time. He sat beside me on the sofa, grabbed my head and kissed me, probing my mouth with his tongue. I gasped, but it felt so good. I heard him open his belt and unzip his old trousers and then my hand was around his throbbing cock.

"Stop!" I whispered. "What if she comes down?"

"What if she does?" He whispered in my ear. "You think she doesn't know what a little pig you are? She told me about your job in the sauna, and how she's always finding stained underpants hidden in the laundry basket."

I paled with embarrassment, the thought of her looking at the dried spunk on my pants. But it was exciting as well, and I didn't stop him pull my trousers and pants down and fingering my hole. Oh God, I thought, is he going to fuck me right here?

I was soon given my answer. He turned me and got me to kneel on the sofa with my head on my arms on the backrest. I saw him dig a dirty tube of lube from his pocket, which he smeared on my puffy hole.

"Nice," He said. "Has it been fucked today?"

I nodded, and told him about the men in the toilet.

"Dirty little sod!" He laughed.

The sofa sagged with his weight as he knelt behind me. This was scarey! What if we were found out?

But then his fat cock slid up me until his hairy belly was against my arse and I forgot everything as I sagged under his weight and felt his cock sliding in and out.

He fucked me slowly for a few minutes, and then I heard the door to the living room click open. I looked up in panic and saw my mother standing there in her dressing gown holding a cup of coffee.

I tried to get up, but grandad was leaning on me fucking and grunting happily and I couldn't move.

Suddenly, she smiled, came over and ruffled my hair.

"Don't mind me," She said. " I'll put the TV on."

To my embarrassment, she put on the TV and sat on the armchair, her eyes flickering between the screen and grandad's hairy backside pounding in and out.

I just lay there, pink with shame as he gave a loud grunt and cried "I'm cumming!"

I felt his cock twitch and spurt in me as he came.

He lay on me for a while, then slid out and sank back onto the sofa. I blushed again as I felt some of his sperm leak out of me on to the cushion.

"Better get a cloth and clean that up, Harry." She said.

He went out into the kitchen and returned with a towel, his cock now swinging limp and wet between his thighs. He wiped the stain then gave me the cloth to sit on.

"Do you want some tea,Harry?" She said.

"That would be nice. How was the bingo?"

"Not bad," she said going off into the kitchen. ""Just glad to get out of the house. By the way, Timmy, make sure your arse is cleaned out in future. I don't want to have to wash your pants every day."

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Haha! That's a twist I never saw coming. Being a filthy bitch runs in the family.
Will Timmy's mum spread & hold his ass cheeks wide apart so Grandad can fuck him some more and felch out the load. Or will she offer to make sandwiches & canapes, so Grandad can invite some friends over for a nice brunch/orgy?

Thanks for the great fiction, @Slipitupme

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She came back with the tea, and grandad put his arm round me as he sipped the hot drink. It felt really strange to be sitting there naked next to my equally nude grandad with his cum seeping from my hole as they talked about the news which flickered on the TV. After a while, I saw grandad's glistening cock was beginning to thicken and stiffen as they talked. Idly he began to wank it to full erection and I saw my mother smile and nod at him. "Getting hard again, Harry?" She said, licking her lips and gazing at his cock.

"Yeah," Said Harry. " Could do with another go."

My mother looked at me and nodded at the sofa. "Well?" She said. "On your knees then."

Blushing furiously, I turned and knelt on the cushions, my arse cheeks spreading.

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