No 18

[rikg]

Last week I had an early meeting in Edinburgh.  I couldn't get a train early enough to get me to Edinburgh in time for the meeting and so I travelled up on the afternoon before, booking an AirBnB apartment for the night.

Some years ago I spent quite a bit of time in Fife and spent many evenings in Edinburgh, enjoying the gay scene, including No 18 sauna.  It's neither the biggest or most up to date sauna, but I loved the slightly seediness of both the sauna and some of its clientele!

When I booked the apartment I made sure the one I chose was in walking distance of No 18, thinking I'd spend the evening there.  I'd read that the building that housed the sauna was to be sold shortly, and it's still not sure whether the new owner will keep the venue open, so I thought I'd have an evening there for old times sake!

Over the years I've started barebacking more and more, although my local sauna in the Midlands always seem to have far too many bottoms and I'd not been fucked in probably a couple of years.  So, despite taking raw seed for many years, and fucking guys bareback, I've remained neg, probably more by luck than judgement!

I'd considered getting PrEP a few times, but the small-town GUM clinic at our local hospital didn't seem to believe in the benefit of it and haven't been forthcoming in providing it.  Not wanting the expense of buying it out of pocket, I was therefore still unprotected unless I used the dreaded condoms - that I detest.  Condoms had also become less available in my local saunas - another excuse I know, I'm not really a chaser but the risk was also pretty exhilarating!

After showering, freshly shaving everywhere, cleaning out and popping a Viagra, I took the short walk in the rain to Albert Place, glad of the heat when I entered the familiar entrance.  I got the impression the facilities hadn't seen much attention in the years since I was last there, but it was warm and seemed clean.  The guy on reception was quite cute and welcoming.  I've always find the Scots to be very hospitable, and much more generous than their stereotype suggests.

After stripping and putting my things into my locker I took a quick shower, having found doing so leaves my towel more secure.  I found more guys in the sauna than I had dared to expect, particularly as on more than one occasion in the past I had found that sauna rather dead.  I remembered in the past the place was pretty dead some nights.

I returned to my locker and picked up my poppers and a small tube of lube, then I headed downstairs to the area where I expected to find the cubicles and dark room.  An older, very skinny guy passed me on the stairs and took the opportunity to squeeze my cock through my towel, his touch and the V making my cock lurch.

"Nice," he grinned, ‘I'll come and find you later."

As I reached the darkroom my V induced hard-on was causing my towel to tent, and so I took my towel off and draped it around my neck as I waited for my eyes to become accustomed to the dark.  A hand took hold of my hard cock, then a Scottish voice with a raspy, breathless element stated, rather than asked "You ready for some action."

As he stroked my cock, he squeezed my left nipple with his other hand.  Now, I have incredibly sensitive nipples that seem to be wired directly to my cock!, so I was not complaining.  He moved me further into the pitch-black room where my legs found the edge of the padded bench on which I remembered having been fucked on earlier trips to the sauna.

"Yeah," I answered, "but I really want to get fucked - at least the first time."

His mouth was on mine.  He had the stubble of at least a couple of days, and the taste of cigarettes was barely masked peppermint.  As we kissed I ran my hands over his body.  He too was skinny, his stomach paunched, with no real muscular definition.  He had some lumps on his arms and back.  I found his cock.  It was hard, long, perhaps as much as eight or eight and a half inches.  It wasn't too thick but was very veiny.  I found the reason:  he was wearing a tight cock ring behind his balls, balls that were large and as stubbly as his face.  His cock head was hooded in a loose foreskin, the opening was wet with viscous precum.

His fingers were at my hole.  The lube I had used on myself before leaving the flat had dried a but, but fortunately the Vaseline I'd added was still slippery.

"Will I be your first today?" he asked, pressing a finger inside me.

"Yeah, if we fuck you'll be my first today."

Then I felt another hand on my balls.  Although I could see nothing and no one, someone else was apparently there as my Scot with a raspy voice was fully occupied simultaneously stroking my cock and working my ass.  

"‘I'm ready to fuck a tight hole," he breathed into my ear.  "Your's feels perfect.  I'll prepare you for the other guys."

"Shit," I thought, "his finger nails are sharp inside my arse.  He's gonna leave me sore," I thought.  The second and third fingers he slipped into my ass quickly induced my hole to open-up properly, although the pain his rough, dry fingers was causing was considerable.  

A mouth found my cock, which left me thinking three guys were working on me.  Next thing I knew I was turned around and pushed down to sit on the bench.  Hands pushed me onto my back and other hands pulled my legs up, my ankles rested on the wasted guy's bony shoulders, his cock head seeking out my arse.

"I've got lube," I tell him.

"My precum is all I want," he gasped in reply, his cock making contact with my hole.  He pressed forward.  I could feel his foreskin roll back as his cock head passed through my stretched sphincter.  It hurt, but it was a familiar hurt.  It would pass.  The guy gasped and thrust deeper into my arse, my my hole stretching and pulling around his cock shaft.  Idly I thought "Damn, I hope his cock doesn't rip me open."

He leaned all the way over, bringing his mouth to my ear, which had the effect of pushing his stiff shaft further into my arse.

"Fuck mate, my bare cock feels good in your cunt," he announced, adding "I'm gonna fuck you hard."

For a second I wonder what I was doing.  The man was quite obviously not well.  I hoped he was on PrEP.  I grasped my bottle of poppers and took two long draws, one through each nostril.  The chemical reached my brain and all the anxiety evaporated.

He pressed his bony hands against my chest to push himself into an upright position.  With another gasp, he withdrew his cock, and then drove himself back in - hard.  Reaching down, I was able to gauge his dry shaft still has a few inches before he was fully buried in my hole.  Spitting in my hand, I managed to lube my hole a bit in an interval between his thrusts.  This time, aided by my spit, his inward stroke allowed the thickest portion of his cock to pass through my sphincter.  His pubes were now grazing against my balls.

He commenced a slow, steady fucking, sometimes using short thrusts, other times pulling back until his foreskin was the only bit still inside my ass.  I was fortunate my my arse tends to produce it's own lube, as the pain of getting fucked was short-lived, allowing me to enjoy the sensation of his cock massaging my prostate.

I snorted more poppers, my head spun.  Taking hold of his bony arms, I clutched him as his sweat dripped from his head, onto my chest, onto my face, into my mouth, and, even in my eyes.  My hands migrated to his shaved head where I explored his skull.  He slid a couple of fingers into my mouth.  I sucked with pleasure.  I wanted all of this man inside my body.

Again he leaned forward, but this time he asked "Are" gasp "you" gasp "on" gasp "PrEP?"

I didn't reply.  Obviously I knew I wasn't.  The question was "What should I infer from his question?"  My head shakes side to side, not really saying no, rather just reacting to the ferocity of his fucking.  It was dark,.  I could barely make out the shape of his body.  Again his lips were at my ear. "Hope your fucking PrEP is working mate," the commented, taking a slight break from fucking, his cock deep inside my hole.  "‘I'm full blown AIDS mate, viral load off the fucking scale.  And guess what?  That pulsation you feel in your hole is my seven day load pumping into your fucking bowels!"

I feel between his buttocks.  Sure enough - his arse cheeks were clenching as his body pumped wave after wave of toxic semen into me.  I opened my poppers again.  One, two, three, four breaths of the chemical and my head spun, my heart pumped.  I pressec my arse against his pulsating cock, clenching tightly to hold him in my arse, trying to fuck back against him.  But he was spent, his sweaty chest rests on mine as his body fights for oxygen.  After a moment his cock, now limp after having delivered it's payload, slipped from my hole.  Pressing himself up, he gave me a kiss.  His drool oozed into my mouth.

"Thanks mate," he whispered.  "Can my buddy have a go now?"

I nod.  "Yeah," I told him.  "I'm ready for more."

As he pushes away from my he slaps my arse.  I feel another body move between my legs, lifting them to rest my ankles on two more bony shoulders.

My anxiety returns, soon to be quelled by more poppers...

[sleazebugga]

Horny as fuck. Great writing

[rikg]

Thank you kindly I have part 2 partly written, wanted to see if ppl like part 1. Rik x

[evilqueerpig]

MORE!

[Guest]

Oh, hell yes, only wished something like this would happen with me and my old chubby and horny ass at the baths !!

[Sarif98]

Very hot!

[seattlebbbtm]

Love it. I see myself in the thick of this toxic orgy.

[beanna]

I am from Edinburgh and sometimes go to no 18,wished I could meet both of them so they can pump their death seed into me

[hardnow]

We want more!

[dreamsofblue]

Seriously hot story, post the second part.

[tinkerblizz]

More please

[rikg]

My eyes had now become more accustomed to the darkness in the room but I still could really only just make out shapes.  I could tell that the guy now standing by the fuck bench was much darker skinned than Bobby, the AIDS ridden man who had just filled my arse with his toxic load.  But it wasn’t until this new guy leant forward to speak to me that I realised he was West Indian.

‘Hey, I’m Devon’ he told me, ‘You liked Bobby’s cock then?’ he asked as his fingers entered my hole.  ‘His cum feels hot in your arse, ready for another load?’

Sitting up I reached out to this big black guy, I found that he was much less skinny than Bobby.  He had a mat of short curly hair on his chest and his arms were strong and muscled.  But it was when I reached his cock that I found his greatest attribute.  I gasped and he chuckled.

‘Think you can handle it?’ he asked.

‘How big is it?’ I asked, astonished by how thick and long it was.  It seemed to pulse in my hand and I found that my fingers didn’t reach around the shaft which started thick but widened even more at the centre before tapering off toward his balls.  But it was the head on it that was so amazing, it felt like an apple under a thick foreskin, it must have been twice as wide as his shaft.

’Near 11 inches’ he drawled, ‘and not many guys manage to get the head through their ring first time, well not easily’ he laughed.

I had to taste him, I leant forward and tried to take that enormous knob into my mouth.  I slid his foreskin back and nursed on his glans, he tasted strong, manly, his pre-cum was metallic as it coated my tongue.  It felt enormous in my mouth, I wondered if it really was too big for my arse.

He pushed me away.  ‘I’ll stretch your throat open later if you think you can take it, but it’s your arse I want first.  I want to sink my cock into Bobby’s cum and make sure it’s massaged nice and deep inside you.’

He knelt down, lifting my legs so that he could rim my hole, cleaning away Bobby’s cum that had leaked from me.  Then he stood and we kissed, him sharing the cum and arse juices that he had just collected.  I could taste my arse, Bobby’s cum, Devon’s mouth, our tongues duelling as we devour each other.

‘I love Bobby’s aids cum’ he tells me, as he collects more on his fingers and feeds it to me.  ‘I’m high VL too, not been on meds for months, but not nearly as high as Bobby is.’

My stomach tightens again, what the fuck am I doing here?  Should I get out now?  But my cock was as hard as I have ever felt, the eroticism of the scene, my arse still tingling from being comprehensively bugged just a few minutes before and the anticipation of trying to take this monster inside me. 

Once more the brown bottle comes out, I take a couple of draws on the bottle before offering it to Devon, thoughts of making my escape gone.

‘I want to fuck you without for now’ he tells me, ‘the poppers will make me cum too quickly.  But you keep them to hand, you’re gonna need them mate.’

He roughly lifts my legs back up, making me fall back on the bed.  I manage to open my lube bottle and slather some onto his cock, but then he’s over me.  I feel his bulbous cock head against my ring, starting to stretch me open.  He presses harder, I feel my hole stretching to the maximum, but I’m not open enough to let him in yet.  It starts to hurt like fuck, it feels like my ring will tear apart if he goes any deeper.

‘Take some deep breaths of your poppers mate’ he tells me, ‘then let me know when you are ready for me to try again.’

I take deep breaths from the poppers bottle, feeling the chemicals course through my lungs into my blood stream, reaching my brain, I try to will my arse to relax.

‘I’m about ready…..’ I start, but am stopped as Devon pulls back before viciously ramming forward.  It feels like a cricket ball is rammed through my muscle, I actually scream with the pain, I wonder if he’s torn me.  My ring clamps back behind his cock head, I feel my arse muscles twitching around the shaft itself, that alone being bigger than any I’ve ever received before.  He pauses with his massive cock head just inside me.

‘Fuck, you bastard’ I cry through my tears, ‘I wasn’t fucking ready!’

He laughs.  A deep sinister sound.  ‘You’d never have taken it if I’d not made you, mate, and remember, it’s gonna hurt just as much when I pull it out!’

My head spins with the sensations, I start to wish I’d not come here tonight.  But I realise that this is what I really do need, what I’m meant to do.  I’ve always known I will get knocked up sometime, I’ve barebacked for years, so what better way than this?  And I can always go to hospital in the morning to get PEP if I want, but I know already that I’m lying to myself.

Devon presses forward and drives more of his shaft through my obscenely stretched arse.  I think that no cock will feel the same after this.  It feels like a mini fist is travelling through my rectum, that enormous cock head pushing past the fragile tissue of my arse, forcing a path to open up around it.  I’ve never felt anything like this before, I’ve never been fisted and never done it to anyone else, afraid of the damage that it seems to do the guys who do.  After this I reckon I could take a fist if the hand was small enough

Devon starts working my hole with his awesome cock, he would push a couple of inches in, then draw back out.  Then harder in again, then out until his cock head was pulling my sphincter out.  Then that ride back through me, pushing even deeper into my guts. 

He reaches a stop. I feel him press against the rear of my rectum causing a dull pain, surely he can’t try to get more in?  He pulls out, then aims his cock to one side, pressing hard against the wall again.  And again he drives and again it stops, he tries again, battering, bruising, it fucking hurts.

‘Woah, no more’ I tell him, ‘that’s as far in as I can take.’  I push against his chest, try to stop him pounding my guts.  I realise now that he’s stronger than I thought, so much stronger than I am.  I’m truly at his mercy, I have no way to stop this big guy raping my hole.

I hear him chuckle again, coldly, determined.  No words, he just continues to pound the wall of my intestines, I worry he’s going to rupture something inside me.  His strong arms are holding my legs against his chest as he rams again. And again.  Trying different angles.  I consider shouting out, shouting rape, would anyone stop his brutal assault?

Suddenly his cock finds an opening, I feel a deep, different ache as his cock head forces through a restriction inside me, I know he has passed my second opening.  I’d heard of guys doing this but hardly even believed it was possible.  But I know for sure that this is what is happening, that his cock head is forcing its way into my intestines, stretching me internally.  It still hurts but it’s different, a stretching sensation that I’ve never felt before, more like it’s something that shouldn’t happen, but not really painful.  His cock head is managing to straighten my intestines, allowing him to slide in deeper.  Then I feel it, his scratchy pubes pressing against my tender arse ring, I know I’ve taken him all.

He rests a moment, his cock cooking inside my hot bowels.  I realise that there are shadows all around us, there must be eight or ten guys watching.  I reach out, feel a leg, a cock is put in my hand.  I draw it to my mouth and suck it, it tastes of arse, of lube, I know I’m sucking a cock that has not long been inside another guys hole, its uncut and I lick under the foreskin, cleaning fuck knows what from around this anonymous guys cock head, his balls smell of fucking and sweat and cum, this is the sleaze that I love about this place.

Other hands are massaging my nipples, I feel a hand trying to reach under Devon to feel my stretched hole, squeezing his balls.  Someone is trying to suck my cock.

Devon pulls his cock head out of my deepest ring, I feel a short relief but immediately he pushes back in.  He repeats this, the sensation making me buck against him, relief and then pain, again and again, I know he is stretching me open, I feel him loosening me up.  Then he starts to fuck me.  His strokes get longer and longer, each time he bottoms out inside me, soon he is pulling all 11 inches out to the maximum, then making long slow strokes back into my intestines, undoubtedly driving Bobby’s toxic seed deeper and deeper into my body.

His cock head repeatedly drives past my prostate, then back into me, then out to my arse ring to stretch the muscle outward.  He is driving me to distraction with the mixture of pleasure and pain, the overriding sensation is pain, it hurts but I fucking love the hurt, my bowels being churned, tissues being bruised, muscles forced to open against the natural control of my body.

The hands continue to caress my body, my nipples are twisted and squeezed, another cock is driven into my throat, balls against my lips, hands feel Devon’s cock, as he slides in and out.  I hear one guy say ‘the whore is taking it bareback.’  Another guy tuts, sounds disgusted.  My legs are free, sometimes I squeeze them around Devon’s body, sometimes he grabs them, I am wet with my sweat, I feel Devon’s sweat drip onto me.

He starts to get faster, I don’t know how long he has been fucking me, his cock is driving now like a big piston, his cock head driving through me, he is groaning, someone is wanking my cock, then they squeeze my balls, a shot of different pain, but the cock in my mouth stops me complaining.  It’s a long thin cock, the guy pushes it into my throat and holds it there, cutting off my oxygen, before pulling back out.

My whole world is these cocks, these anonymous men using my body, nothing else matters.  Devon takes a slightly different angle and his cock head smashes into my prostate, my cock jerks as I shoot off volley after volley of cum, my hole unable to clamp down means that my orgasm is intense and seems unending.

The pressure of my hole around Devon’s shaft makes him slow, then he rams deeper than ever, if that is possible, he bellows as he shoots his seed, toxic waves of semen, I don’t feel it but I know that his cock head is again deep inside my intestines.  Surely his cock head must be blocking the semen from returning, so it can only travel deeper into my body.  I remember him telling me about his high viral load, I realise that there is no stopping the virus that is being injected into the deepest recesses of my body.  Absorbing through the walls of my intestines, into god know how many tears, cuts, abrasions that these two guys have caused inside me as they pounded my guts.

I black out. I guess the mixture of Viagra and Poppers, the lack of oxygen from the cock in my throat, the intensity of my orgasm.  I come to, my hole is empty but within seconds a cock is pushing in, smaller, not so long, I realise its another man

A voice at my ear, Devon’s.

‘Never fucked a guy that deep the first time he’s been with me before, mate.  Think my cum must be up in your stomach!  These guys are queueing up to have a go, that ok with you?’

I think that I’ve really had enough.  The cock in my arse isn’t doing it for me to be honest and I think about rolling away from him.  But I feel him ram deep into me and cry out as he has already reached his climax.  I snort more poppers, the thought that I’ve taken three loads of strangers cum and there were more waiting made my cock harden again with excitement.  Fuck it, I think.

I nod. ‘Yeh, I tell him, I want everything they can give me.’

[yourcummyass]

Excellent story, the description of the second ring penetration is great.

[sleazebugga]

Fuck! Second chapter even hotter

[Hungry4Poz]

Will need to visit this place again - been many years!  Maybe a Christmas gift to myself