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I pulled into the car park of the sauna, switched off the engine and sighed as I viewed the big two story building. Here I was again, knowing I shouldn’t, knowing the risks and yet enable to resist the urge, the need to degrade myself.

I was absent from work because it was wednesday afternoon on no towels day, which meant the sauna would be full of naked men. It also meant that the men who were there at this time would likely be older, sleazier and more likely to carry the bug. There was something about naked day which attracted men who were, shall we say, uninhibited.

I rang the bell and was buzzed in. The bored guy at the desk took my money and said “no towels today. If you need one you have to come and ask. OK?” I nodded, feeling the viagra I had taken earlier beginning to kick in.

“Also, there’s no free condoms only sachets of lube. Condoms have got too expensive to give away.”

I nodded again, feeling the excitement at what that meant by the stiffness in my pants.

I took the key and walked down a short corridor to the area with a lot of wooden lockers. There were a couple of men there. One was quite tall, naked as he closed his locker and sporting a large, dangling cock with a cockring around its base. He sauntered out without acknowledging me.

The other was an old, smooth skinned man chubby man with a pink face. He could have been anyone’s grandad, probably was.

Now, naked, he put one fat leg up onto a low bench in the changing room and rubbed lube into his arsehole.

Then he smiled at me and I watched his flabby buttocks disappearing round the doorway and wondered how long before he got what he wanted between them.

I stripped off and put my clothes in the locker. My cock rose stiffly against my belly as I stood there naked and ready for what was to come.

The building was on two levels with play areas above and a pool with a small cafe on the ground level.

But there was a third level. A basement. Dark, smelly, hot and the haunt of men who wanted only sex, nearly always bareback, and almost totally anonymous.

I walked out totally naked, feeling my heart pounding in my chest.

Beyond the changing room was an open area with a wide staircase going up to the next level. A couple of nude men came down laughing together and went into the coffee area behind me.

Beyond the stairs was a door. The door to the basement.

Each time I came, I told myself I wouldn’t go into the basement. I would be more careful, more choosy what I did and who with. Despite everything, I was still negative and I should stop being stupid before my luck ran out.

And yet….

I went through the door. Beyond was a small corridor with narrow stairs leading down. The lower area was pitch black.

I hesitated at the top, then felt my control going.

I’m so weak, I thought, reaching down to my key on elastic around my ankle and the couple of sachets of lube held there.

I took one, tore it open, then smeared the lube between my bum cheeks.

Taking a deep breath, I headed down the staircase.

At the bottom, the dim light from above revealed some padded benches along the wall and and a screen wall on the other.

I made my way forward, hand sliding along the screen wall as it got darker. Then I felt the entrance and stepped into complete darkness.

It was damp and hot in the space. I stopped as I heard movement ahead of me where from previous experience I knew there was a padded bench at the rear. Movement, gasping and grunting which made me shiver with excitement.

I moved forward slowly, questing with my hand. Suddenly, I bumped into someone, sweaty naked flesh against mine. “Sorry” I whispered.

They just grunted as I moved on until my hands encountered the PVCcovered bench and the bodies engaged on it. There was someone bending forward and my hands swept over a big, flabby body thrusting against them from behind.

Tits with thick rings wobbled on the guys chest as he fucked the other man and I felt his heavy, sweating backside moving in and out.

My hand got between them, pushed down and felt the heavy cock moving in the greasy arsehole. He was barebacking him.

As I discovered this, the guy was carrying out his own exploration.

His hand slid down my back, over my buttocks and a thick finger pushed into my hole.

He grunted softly, sliding his finger in and out. I gasped, but could not resist pushing back to meet it.

His hand withdrew, slid up my back and pushed me firmly forward and down until I felt the bench beneath my chest. I couldn’t see anything, but I felt him get behind me, steady my hips and then his heavy cock was sliding up me. I gasped with pleasure and pain as he sank into me.

A hand came round my face with a bottle. I sniffed at the poppers and felt myself give way, opening up to his thrusts.

“Oh christ” I thought “I want this soo bad.”

Someone got onto the bench. The man I’d bumped into? His cock probed my face and I turned sideways and began to suck the slimey shaft.

I felt the other man lever himself off the bench and leave as the big man in me began to thrust more urgently in my arse. No words had been exchanged. No connection made, just a bare cock up inside me which was about to spurt without regard to the consequences.

“Yeah!” He whispered. “Gonna cum!”

I pushed back. He took it for my acceptance and pushed deeply into me. He grunted, his cock swelled and throbbed and I knew I was being bred with his sperm as he orgasmed.. At the same time, the guy in my mouth squirted sperm across my tongue which I swallowed eagerly. I was lost.

They both pulled out of me. The guy got off the bench and left.

The big guy pulled his cock out of my arse and slapped it. “Cheers.” He whispered. “Now you’re fucked.”

Then he padded off into the darkness leaving me gasping and sobbing with pleasure.

I had done it again. Despite my best intentions, I had bred in the dark like an animal.

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Fuck, yeah, I love this! I remember that feeling of just giving into my urges and going for it 😁  You never disappoint!

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Nice start for sure. This story can be continued with many chapters. I go to a Bathhouse some. I wish they had a no towel day. No free condoms to would be nice. I think it would be hot to have a day where all poz guys got in free. That would be difficult though. I love the feeling of being in the dark room bent over and a bare dick pushing in my ass. I close my eyes and imagine a biohazard tattoo just above it. I normally moan and say a few things like, yes that feels so good. Breed me. 

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Slipitupme, GREAT WORK, I know it is under fiction but this is a true to life experience for many us, being taken by our Penis to those places we should not go!!!  You tell it in a way we are there, almost seeing and smelling the experience through your words!!!

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7 hours ago, aussieamylpig said:

once us pigs get that amyl under out nose its all over

Once I sniff poppers then al bets are off.

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