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I knew it was wrong – I wasn’t that naïve. But it felt so good and so natural I couldn’t resist. Sid started to fuck me with slow, deliberate strokes as Frank knelt in front of me and offered his cock to my mouth. I had never sucked a man’s cock before. The silkiness of it was exciting as was the salty drool of pre-cum oozing from the narrow, red slit. I began to suck it even as Sid started thrusting hard in and out of my arse. Suddenly, he pushed hard against me and I felt his cock stiffen and throb but I was so intent on sucking Frank, I barely noticed.

The door opened and the old man from the TV room appeared. His entire body was wrinkled and slack-skinned, but his thick cock stood out from his sagging belly with a metal ring around his cock and balls.

“Oh, it’s Arthur,” Laughed Frank. “How’s it going you dirty bastard?”

Arthur licked his lips and came over to us and I felt his bony fingers probing my hole and the cock sliding into me.

“Ok, Arthur. You look like you need a fuck.” With that, Sid pulled his long cock out of me and spread my cheeks. I felt the old man get behind me and his thick, veiny cock started to push into me. My arsehole stretched until I thought it couldn’t stretch any more, then his cock popped into me and slid in up to his balls.

“Nice!” He grunted. “It’s all wet in there.”

“Yeah,” said Sid. “I’ve just dropped a load up him. I’m off downstairs.”

With that, he left. I was shocked. He had shot his spunk in me! All the fears and worries I had about safe sex came back to me, but Frank pushed the bottle under my nose and I sagged forward in surrender. “Cumming now.” Growled Arthur and leant over me, his whole body shuddering and I realised a second stranger was shooting up me. But it felt so good, I could only kneel there and let him do it.

“That’s better.” He said as he pulled out of me. “You want a bit, Frank?”

The other man shook his head. “Not yet. I’ll have it later.”

Then they left, talking about something they’d seen in the news.

I got off the couch and felt my hole which was wet and dripping with cum.

Shaking, I pulled on my t-shirt and shorts, emptied the bin and went downstairs.

Bill was making tea to take through to the others who were in the lounge.

“You took your time.” He said. I blushed and turned away to put the bin outside. Then I heard him chuckle. “Oh, I see.” He said “ They’ve knocked up your cute little backside already, eh? What would your mother say.”

I looked over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror and saw the dark, wet patch in my shorts. Blushing furiously, I went out to the dustbin….what had I done? But my cock was stiff as I thought about it and I knew I would go back for more. After all, it was a bit late now, wasn’t it?

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Well done! This is one of the few stories that I re-read from the very beginning every time a new part is added. So depraved, I would love to frequent a bathhouse like this on a daily basis!!!

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My tea was ready for me when I got home. “How was your first day?” Asked my mother as I sat down to eat.

“Alright,” I replied, blushing as I remembered being fucked and feeling my arsehole still wet and puffy from the pounding it had received.

“That’s good.” She replied.
 

She noted his blush and the excitement in his eyes. She was sure she was right – Timmy was gay and, if his face was to be believed, no longer a virgin.

“You’ll be going back tomorrow, then?” She asked.

I looked at her and returned her smile. “Oh yes.”

The next day, I went to the Sauna and helped Bill clean up before the sauna opened. Bill was stripped down to singlet and shorts to clean the shower area and I saw he was covered with tattoo’s. In particular, there was a large biohazard symbol on Bill’s fat, hairy stomach with two scorpion’s either side.

Bill saw me looking. “Like my tatt’s?” He said.

“Yeah,” I said “but what does that symbol mean on your stomach?”

“Don’tcha know what that means?”

I shook my head.

“It means I’m poz, mate. You might see a few more on the clientele.”

I was surprised, and also slightly excited, and wracked my brains to remember if there had been tattoos on the men the previous day.

Bill was rubbing his crotch and there was a sizeable bulge in his trousers.

“Mind you, they don’t all have them. May be you got pregnant yesterday already!” And he laughed at my shocked expression. He also noticed me lick my lips unconsciously.

Slowly, he unzipped his trousers. “Want to see my old, poz cock?”

I stared, mesmerised, as Bill opened his trousers and levered out a fat, heavy cock with a thick mushroom head, slimey with pre-cum.

I was trembling with fear and excitement and didn’t resist as Bill took my hand and placed it on the warm flesh which stiffened slowly until I was holding Bill’s erection.

“Good lad,” said Bill. “Give it a rub, then”

I began to wank the warm. Silky flesh, feeling my own erection in my pants, but feeling my arsehole throb and twitch even more strongly.

Suddenly, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth. I gasped as I felt a man’s lips on minefor the first time, and the wet tongue probing my mouth.

I gasped with pleasure, almost swooning in Bill’s arms as the man’s hands went round to cup my buttocks, and my heart pounded in my chest.

I couldn’t  resist as the hands moved to myis belt, undid the buckle and slid them and myunderwear down to my knees. My cock sprang up against Bill’s belly, but the man ignored it.
 

He sensed Timmy was almost there, almost ready for impregnation. 

He fumbled in his pocket, found the poppers and opened the brown bottle. He took a brief sniff to get him going, then stuck the bottle under my nose.

“breathe,” He said.

I took a deep sniff and felt the poppers explode in my head and a warmth which swept away my inhibitions. I began to snog Bill’s lips, gasping with pleasure, as Bill hurriedly pushed his own trousers and underwear down. It was time.

“Do you want my cock?” He breathed into my ear.

I barely heard, instead squeezing the heavy cock pressing against my belly.

Bill chuckled to himself. There was an old sofa in the changing area. He lifted my t-shirt over his chubby torso, squeezing my flabby tits and nipples until I gasped with pleasure.

It was definitely time to mate, he thought.

He turned me around, bent me over the arm of the sofa, dug the tube of lube out of his pocket, and smeared it gently between my fat, upraised buttocks, dipping his finger in gently until I squealed with delight.

Then he grasped his cock, and began to push the mushroom head into the delicate pink slit between my cheeks.

I gasped with pain and began to wriggle.

“Easy, just relax”, whispered Bill and pushed the poppers under my nose. He felt my quivering body sag in surrender, pushed forward and then the head burst in and his shaft followed in a delicious rush until he was balls deep in my backside.

I couldn’t believe how good it felt as Bill began to thrust slowly in and out. My own erection had subsided, and my sole focus was on the sensation of Bill’s heavy cock sliding in and out. I felt Bill pull my arms back.

“Hold it open!” He gasped, placing my hands on my buttocks and making me pull them apart so he could get deeper in.

I was gasping with pleasure, wanting only to be fucked, and with a growing sense of wanting more – of wanting Bill’s tainted seed.

I groaned, my eyes opened  wide and my tongue flickered over dry lips as I knew Ie was going to let this man come in me..

Bill was gasping now, close to cumming and he sensed my acceptance of my fate. But I think he wanted to be sure.

He leant over my chubby, sweating body and whispered in his ear.

“I’m…I’m…gonna cum!” He gasped. “Gonna…ahh…gonna give you my baby’s.  Is that what you want… want me to get you pregnant?”

I could only arch my back and thrust against Bill’s belly.

“Cum in me!” I sobbed.

With a growl of pleasure Bill thrust into my chubby body, his cock swelling and throbbing as he shot his dirty load into my rectum, sensing with every spurt that he was impregnating the willing body beneath him.

Finally he finished and slowly slid his cock out, closing the buttocks behind to prevent sperm leaking from my ravaged hole.

“There you go, you’re fucked now.”  He said, belching with pleasure and slapping my quivering buttocks. “I need to open up. Wipe your arse but don’t bother putting your clothes on.  I’ve told the regulars you’re an added bonus for them. They can fuck you whenever they want. “

I stood up and nodded.

Bill stroked my hair.

“Let’s see how many babies we can give you, eh?”

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Jeez I love this story, don't know how many times I've re-read it. Reminds me of saunas I used to go to years ago ? truly fucking great job! WE

 

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I cleaned up and made Bill a coffee. It felt strange to be walking around naked and available to the denizens who came to the sauna. Bill made me lube my arse ready as it had got quite busy. Sid was there, and the old troll called Arthur, along with a couple of guys I hadn't seen before, including a fat, black guy with sagging tits and a short, thick cock and heavy balls.

I didn't really know what to do, so I wandered upstairs to the TV room. The black guy was there with Arthur and Sid watching porn on the TV. All were naked and jacking their cocks and talking.

"So, we haven't seen you for a while, Mike". Said Sid to the black guy. "Where you been?"

They ignored me as the black guy said "Been away working. Haven't had any tail in ages." They laughed as Sid nodded at his cock.

"Looks like it wants some today, Mike!"

I turned to go as Sid said. "So where were you working?"

As he spoke, he casually took my wrist and pulled me towards the sofa.

"Oh, up north."Said Mike, levering his bulk off the sofa as Sid pulled me down and onto my knees.

"Big construction project, so the money's good." As he spoke, he got behind me and began to slide his cock up me. It was fat and stiff, but slid easily in through the lube. He sighed happily as he lifted his belly onto my back and began to fuck me.

"Trouble is, you work long hours and then you're too knackered to do anything else...yeah that's tight...nice.."He said.

Sid stuck a bottle under my nose and I sagged into the cushions as Mike began to thrust urgently into me.

"Contracts..contracts ended now..." He puffed. " Hang on... I'm going to cum."

With that he pushed into me and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted.

"Phew!" He said " I needed that!"

He pulled out roughly, and I felt sperm gush over my balls.

"Cheers guys," He said. "I'm going for a coffee"

He waddled out as Sid turned to Arthur. "You coming for a coffee?"

"In a minute," Said the old man getting behind me and sliding his cock into my sopping hole.

"Ok," Said Sid. " See you downstairs when you're done"

He left as Arthur began to fuck me. Behind the sofa was a mirror. I saw myself kneeling, being fucked from behind, and there on Arthur's shoulder was a biohazard tattoo I hadn't noticed before. He grinned at me in the mirror.

"Hold still," he said. "Got some more spunk for you" Then he grunted and shuddered as he emptied his old balls into me.

With that, he slapped my arse, grabbed his towel and left.

My descent into depravity had just begun...

 

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Wow Slipitup...Great story...our l'il sauna boi is now the the resident sauna whore...takin Poz cock and toxic loads from every swinging dick...the fuck flu is racing down the track...soon our young cum dump will be sporting his own bio-hazard tat on his right ass cheek...as another charged cock penetrates his well used fuck chute and deposits even more toxic babies! Oink!!

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The next morning, I waved goodbye to my mother and got to the sauna about an hour before opening.

Bill was behind the desk doing some paperwork.

“Morning Timmy.” He said. I could hear some banging and clattering down the hall.

“Got some guy’s in to fix the showers. One of the cubicles has a leak.” He said, typing something on the computer.

I undressed, hanging my clothes in the cupboard behind the desk, and feeling the excitement grow as I got naked. There was a crumpled pack of lube in the locker. With shaky hands, I squeezed some onto a finger and smeared it over my arsehole as I’d been told.

When I turned round, Bill had dropped his trousers and pants and was stroking his erection.

“I hate doing these accounts,” He said, pulling me over to the counter. “Somehow they never seem to add up. Bend over, there’s a good lad.”

I bent over the counter and he got behind me, still looking at the screen. Slowly, he slid his cock up me and begun to fuck me.

“That’s better,” He said. “How’s your mum today?”

“O..ok.” I gasped as he worked himself towards a climax.

“That’s good….tell her I said you’re doing a good job, will you?”

He thrust faster,  then suddenly grunted and I felt his cock throb as it spurted.

When he was done, he slid out and wiped it with a tissue and then returned to the screen.

“That’s better.” He slapped my arse in appreciation. “Now go and see if the guys doing the shower need a cup of tea.”

I got up and used the dirty tissue to wipe my backside, then went along the corridor to the shower area.

There were two guys working there – almost like laurel and Hardy. One was short, fat and red-faced with filthy jeans below a belly bulging below his t-shirt and the other was wearing t-shirt and shorts and had hollow cheeks and skinny arms and legs

They barely looked up when I appeared naked in the doorway.

“Would you like some tea?” I asked, my cheeks red with embarrassment at being nude in front of them.

“Mac?  Time for a break?” said the skinny one.  Mac nodded. “Two sugars for me.  Jack here takes just milk.”

I went off to the kitchen and made a couple of mugs of tea. When I returned, they were standing looking at the shower. “I think you’re right, Mac. Looks like that crack at the back is the problem.”

Mac nodded, scratching his fat arse through the jeans.

“Put them over there.” said Jack.

I went and put them on a table.

“What’s your name?” asked Mac, unzipping the fly below his bulging belly.

“T..Timmy.” I replied, mesmerised as he pulled his jeans open and dug out a long, thick cock, rolling the foreskin over the head as it grew erect.

“That’s the problem with these places,” Said jack, lifting off his t-shirt and dropping his shorts. “They don’t look after them like they should.” His cock was long and thin like him, and I noticed the veins standing out on his arms and legs.

Mac also removed his t-shirt, exposing a huge scorpion tattoo which covered his pudgy shoulder, and a floppy belly above his glistening cock.

Jack sat down on the sofa and rubbed his cock as Mac bent me forward until my face was in Jack’s crotch. I took his cock in my hand and began to lick the salty tip, noticing his dry, scaly skin and a couple of sores on his thighs.

“well,” said Mac, getting behind me and resting his belly on my back. “That just means more work for us!”

He thrust his cock into me, and I gasped at its girth which stretched my hole wide before sliding home and I felt his heavy balls slap against mine.

Jack idly rubbed my hair as I sucked him whilst his partner fucked me with short, urgent thrusts.

“Nice hole on this one.” He said to Jack who just grunted in acknowledgement.

“Timmy wasn’t it?” He leant forward and whispered in my ear, his bulky body on my back.

“Mmmm.” I replied, my mouth full of Jack’s cock.”

“Well, Timmy. Here comes my dirty cum. Bill said he wants you knocked up!”

With that, he gave a loud gasp and thrust hard into me and I felt his cock twitch and cum, twitch and cum.

“Fuck, that was good!” He grunted as he levered himself off me and pulled out. “Hurry up, Jack, we’ve got work to do.”

Jack raised my head, turned me round and pulled me down. His long, thin cock slid easily up me given the lube and two loads in my rectum, and I found myself sitting in his lap, impaled on his cock.

“Crouch up a bit.” He said. I put my hands on his thighs and lifted myself so he could thrust up into me from below.

“Dirty bastard” Laughed Mac. “Look at that cum dripping out!”

He was right. As Jack’s cock fucked me, cum and lube dripped out and smeared his balls.

Meanwhile, Mac had dressed and was on his knees fixing the crack. He looked over his shoulder and said. “C’mon Jack, I need a hand.”

Jack grunted and snorted and then I felt him trembling as he added his spunk to the mix in my arse.

Then he pushed me off and used and old towel to wipe himself.

They ignored me, drinking their tea and discussing the shower as I wiped myself on the old towel and went back to reception on weak legs.

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