Bathhouse Romance

I arrived in the big city for a work trip stiff and bored from the long train ride. It was my first time getting to travel on the company dime, and I was excited to be staying at a hotel on my own, away from my parents who I was still living with.

The food scene in town was diverse and well-reviewed. The hotel promised to be relaxing. And I was planning on catching up with some friends in the evening. An exciting weekend for a 20-year old!

But most of all -- more than any of that -- I was looking forward to getting fucked.

While I was certain I could find plenty of willing tops on Grindr who'd be willing to meet me at my hotel, there was something else I was eager to try.

The city was home to not one, but two bathhouses.

I had never been to a bathhouse but had read about them online and watched some porn scenes. It was tantalizing. The idea of going somewhere where you could have sex in public with anybody there was so thrilling. Moreover, I hoped that maybe I might be able to fulfill my fantasy of taking more than one cock at a time...

I had arrived in town on a Friday afternoon. My work conference didn't start until Saturday mid-morning, so I had the evening to myself. After dropping my stuff off at my hotel room, I headed out and checked on Google to see where one of the bathhouses was.

It wasn't far away, about a 10-minute walk. The weather was nice, so I headed towards it, arriving quickly in the famed Gay Village. It was reassuring to see the pride flags everywhere and watch men walking hand and hand with each other. I checked out many of the guys, enjoying the views.

As I got closer to the bathhouse, my nerves started getting worse. I looked around nervously, wondering if anyone was watching me. My worst fear was that someone from work might spot me. But of course, my fears were unfounded.

The bathhouse entrance was past a restaurant patio in a back alley. Emblazoned above the otherwise discreet door was the name of the establishment. I pulled the door open and walked inside.

The hallway and stairs leading up were dimly lit. I could hear feint club music ahead. And the place smelt like a pool, with heavy chlorine and steam wafting through the vents. As I rounded the corner after the stairs, I came up to the cash register. A bored looking man was sitting behind plexiglass flipping through his phone. Nervously, I paid the admission fee and waited as I was handed a towel and a locker key.

As the door to the facility was buzzed open, I walked in, feeling my heart racing. Inside, the lighting was even dimmer and the smell heavier. I found my locker quickly and deposited my phone, wallet, and shoes. Then, following what I had read online, I stripped naked and put my clothes in the locker as well. I glanced around, hoping that I might have been spotted.

No such luck. The locker room was empty.

I was disappointed. I was proud of my body. At 5'7, 135lbs I had a slender body. My 5.5" cock was average, but I had worked hard at the gym to tone my bubble butt. As I put my clothes in the locker, I made sure to bend over and show it off, hoping to be noticed.

Unfortunately, I would have to leave the locker room to be noticed. Grabbing my towel, I wrapped it around my waist and headed into the facility.

The bathhouse was a labyrinth of halls and rooms, with three distinct zones. One section was mostly filled with rooms, along with a cozy theatre room and a darker section with a sling mounted to the ceiling. As I glanced at the sling, I felt my little cock harden under my towel. There were men in some of the rooms, but most were lying face down, suggesting that they too were bottoms. There was one man in the theatre room stroking his cock while watching the porn, but I wanted to see everything first before playing.

The second section was darker and a bit more cramped. With two tiers it had a bunch of confessional booths lining the hall where one could slip into and wait for a man on the upper tier to stick his hard dick through one of the many glory holes in each confessional. I had never before sucked someone through the gloryhole, but the idea turned me on.

With my dick already hard from seeing the sling, I slipped into one of the confessionals and waited at the hole that was at my face level. It didn't take long. I heard steps above me creaking on the wood flooring. Suddenly, a large cock poked through the hole. It was hairy and thick. Cut with a big head and heavy balls. Taking a deep breath, I attacked the cock with my mouth.

Wrapping my lips around it, I started sucking ferociously. It tasted salty, and there was some dried precum on the tip. But it was veiny and throbbed nicely in my mouth. I worked on the cock, sucking it deeply and letting my tongue massage the sensitive glands. I cupped his balls with my hand and massaged them gently, my head sliding up and down on the thick cock.

It was probably the thickest cock I'd ever sucked. Part of me was relieved I wasn't getting fucked in the ass by this man, because I knew his girth would stretch my little bum hole.

As I kept sucking him, I could hear grunts and moans coming from above me. It was hot not being able to see who I was sucking. It didn't matter if he was attractive or not, because all I was focused on was this enormous thick cock. It made me hard knowing that, to this man above me, I wasn't a person, I was just a wet hole, pleasuring his manhood. To him, I only existed for his pleasure.

The thought made me reach down and undo my towel. It fell to the ground and now I was naked in the confessional. With his cock still in my mouth, I reached down and started to play with myself, stroking my cock as I sucked.

His pace started to pick up. Now he was thrusting through the hole, and I could hear heavy breathing. I took it as deep as I could. At one point, as his cock slid back and brushed my throat, I could feel my mouth stuffed with cock. I gagged and spat him out, reaching up quickly to stroke him as I caught my breath.

From above came the barked order, "Put it back in slut."

I didn't hesitate, taking him back in my mouth and sucking harder. My tongue was lapping at the underbelly of his cock greedily. My lips gliding up and down. My head nodding with the motion of sucking.

His pace quickened again, and I could tell he was getting close. His cock was stiffening with the tell-tale sign that he was about to ejaculate. I didn't slow down, sucking him harder and faster.

With a loud moan, his cock exploded in my mouth. Jets of cum shot out into my mouth, filling it up. I held the cum in my mouth, letting the taste of his juices settle on my tongue. He pulled his cock out slowly, twitching slightly.

With a pool of cum on my tongue, I pressed my mouth to the hole and stuck my tongue out, showing it to the stranger out of my line of sight.

I heard a chuckle.

"Good boy. Now swallow it all."

I did as I was told.

I had now taken my first load in a bathhouse. It wouldn't be my last.

I waited for a moment as I listened to the man walk away. I didn't want to leave and run into him, shattering the mystery. Because I had never seen him, I could picture him however I wanted to.

Once a few minutes had passed, I peaked out of the hole to see if there were any other men. There was one other, but he was buried in a hole a few cubicles down, obviously enjoying another slut's eager mouth. Smiling, I unlatched the door and slipped out into the hall. As I exited this section, I emerged out into the final and third zone.

In the middle of the lockers, in a large glass room, was the water zone. Showers lined the wall when you entered. Up some stairs, there were two jacuzzi tubs, with a steam room and sauna to the left.

I walked over first to the showers. Taking my towel off, I turned on one of the faucets and let the hot water cascade over me. I rinsed my body off, cupping some water to splash over my face. I was certain that some cum had dribbled down my chin.

I walked first into the steam room. It was very hard to see inside. The steam was thick and lightly scented. I walked through, but there were no men in there. Disappointed, I entered the sauna.

Here there was some action. Two men were seated on the higher ledge of the sauna. They were kissing passionately. Beneath them, another man was blowing both of them. He had both of their cocks in his hands and was taking turns putting each of them in his mouth.

It was incredibly hot. I took a seat inside and pushed my towel to the side, letting my hard cock poke out. I rubbed it gently, watching the action.

It was clear that the men were enjoying their blow jobs. Both were incredibly hard and were kissing each other very passionately. But I got the impression they weren't enjoying themselves as much as the man on his knees between them.

He was clearly relishing his chance to service two men at a time. He was drooling over the two cocks he was worshipping.

I desperately wanted to get up and take one of the cocks in my own mouth, but I thought it would be rude to interrupt this man while he was clearly in heaven. I watched for a few more minutes, slowly jerking my own cock, before getting up to check out the hot tubs.

As I walked towards the jacuzzies, I could see that only one was occupied. A handsome Italian man was seated in the tub, his arms outstretched on the ledge behind him. He was probably in his late 30s, early 40s. His blonde hair looked sexy even dampened by the moisture in the room. He was a chiseled jaw, big shoulders, and a mischievous smile.

I undid my towel and draped it over the railing. Summoning my most seductive walk, I sauntered into the tub and walked over to sit across from him.

He smiled at me and said "hello". I nodded and sat down, closing my eyes momentarily as I enjoyed the jets pounding against my stiff back. When I opened my eyes, I sized up my man again. He was definitely handsome. While I couldn't see his torso, it was clear that his arms were well-built and his face had nice angles. Moreover, his smile suggested to me that he wanted to get up to some very naughty things. That turned me on more than any of his other features.

I decided to make the first move.

Perched on the ledge of the tub facing him, I extended my leg and let my foot brush against his. When I left it there, touching his, he didn't move. A good sign.

I rubbed his foot gently with mine, playing footsies under the water.

His smile widened and he nodded his head to the empty space beside him, beckoning me over.

I swam across the tub and took a seat beside him, my body pressed against his. Without any more words, I leaned in and kissed him.

We didn't waste any time with soft, gentle kisses. His tongue and mine wrapped themselves around each other as we started making out. Reaching over, I let my hand slide down his chest. I could feel firm muscles underneath. He obviously took care of himself. Then, I let my hand slide down to his crotch.

He was very hard under the water. His cock was long and stiff, with tight balls. I started to stroke it beneath the water as we kissed. He returned the favour, reaching over to grab my own cock and tug it. We kissed like this for some time, before I couldn't take it anymore. Sliding over, I mounted him, straddling him in his lap in the water. I could feel his hard cock fit perfectly in between my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around his neck and resumed our kiss.

The stranger's hand grabbed my ass, squeezing it and massaging it. He pulled the cheeks apart and moved my ass along his hard cock. I reached down and rubbed his cock, pushing it against my ass as I gyrated my hips.

"Fuck, you are so hot," the man said, breaking our kiss and looking at me.

"So are you," I replied, as his hands explored my body.

"You have such a perfect body. I love having you straddling me like this. I think the other men are jealous," he said, gesturing behind me.

I turned my head around and sure enough, two men were watching us, there cocks obviously erect. Both were slightly overweight, so I didn't really want them joining us. But I didn't mind them watching.

"Good thing I'm all yours for now," I replied, kissing him again.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"I'm Evan. And you?"

"Sergio," he replied.

He smiled at me again and we kissed some more, his hard cock throbbing against my hole.

I slid down his knees a little bit so that our hard cocks were touching. Rubbing myself against him, I reveled in the feeling of his erection pressed on mine. I reached down, taking both cocks in my hand, and frotted them against each other.

Sergio moaned in pleasure.

"Why don't you sit up on the ledge for a second and let me take a closer look?" I suggested, whispering in his ear.

He smiled and pulled himself backwards onto the ledge. As he came out of the water, I could now see his chest and body, as well as his cock. I wasn't disappointed.

As I had thought, he was toned. His blonde hair was fine on his chest, making his body mostly smooth. His cock was gorgeous. Probably about 7" and just the right girth. He was cut and his pubic hair was trimmed back very short, making his cock stand out proudly.

I stroked it for him, watching his face as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations.

Then I leaned down and took him in my mouth -- my second cock of the evening. His hand reached down and he ran his fingers through my hair tenderly as I sucked him.

"Ya, good boy. Oh fuck you are so hot, Evan," he moaned.

I bobbed my head up and down his shaft, licking him all over. My own cock was almost certainly leaking precum under the water. After I sucked him for a few minutes, he reached down and nudged my chin, bringing me up to him to kiss him. My body emerged from the hot water as I stood up. It was refreshing to feel the slightly cooler air on my skin above water. My heart was pounding with excitement and from the heat. We kissed lovingly and then Sergio took my hand.

"Let's go find somewhere to keep playing," he said, leading me out of the tub.

We grabbed our towels and went back out to the showers. We showered together, with me washing his body and him returning the favour. He held me from behind as he lathered my chest and belly with soap. I felt so sexy wrapped in his arms, my ass pressed against his hardness.

Drying each other off, Sergio led me down the hall into the first section. We emerged into the theatre room. A few other guys were now jacking off to the porn, but we found ourselves a corner and settled in. I straddled Sergio again, and we resumed making out. His hands rubbed my body all over, holding me firmly against him. I was so erect as he held me, feeling our lips connected.

Every once and awhile he would break our kiss and whisper things in my ear.

"You are so gorgeous, I'm the luckiest guy here right now," he would say.

I blushed at every compliment, loving the feeling. I was proud that this man had chosen me out of all the others at the bathhouse. I wanted to pleasure him and give him everything he wanted.

Suddenly, Sergio started to stand up, lifting me up with him.

With a grunt, he turned us around and laid me back against the cushioned bench. He knelt down in front of me. He leaned in and took my cock in his mouth.

As he started to suck me, I writhed with pleasure. I hadn't really gotten many blow jobs since I had started hooking up with men. I preferred to be the submissive partner and got hard by having a nice cock in my mouth, not the other way around. But Sergio was being so loving and treating me so nice. I relaxed and let the feelings wash over me. I moaned like a girl as he sucked me.

It wasn't too long before he licked one of his fingers and started wiggling it into my ass.

That felt amazing.

As he started to finger my tight hole, he kept sucking me. I moaned and writhed around in pleasure. I could feel him loosening my hole as my ass welcomed him inside.

"Oh god, that feels amazing," I moaned.

"Ya baby, it feels good?" he asked.

"Sooooo good! Sergio, are you going to fuck me?"

"Yes beautiful, if you want me to," he answered.

"Yes please!!" I begged.

"Mmmm, good boy."

Sergio stood up, his cock fully erect. He reached over to a container on the wall to grab a condom.

I had fully intended to only play safe while here, but suddenly I could feel myself letting caution go to the wind.

"No, I want to feel you inside of me," I said, imploringly.

Sergio smiled and put the condom back.

As he came back towards me, I glanced at the room behind the tv screens. That was where the sling was.

I stood up and this time, I took Sergio by the hand and led him towards the room.

The sling room was dark, with metal bars on each side. The sling was made of leather and held up by chains. There were two leather stirrups for the bottom to rest his legs, letting the top have easy access to their hole.

"Oh my, someone wants to be a little whore?" Sergio said, seeing where I had brought us.

"I want you to fuck me hard here, for all to see," I replied, sitting down in the sling and wiggling back, "But you are the only one allowed to fuck me. I'm trusting you to protect me."

"Of course,' he replied, helping me get into the stirrups.

My feet were now raised into the air. I was naked, my ass out. I gripped the cold chains holding me up and looked around. The lighting was dim, the caged walls ominous. In front of me stood this stud, ready to take me. My cock was so hard as I realized just how submissive I was to this man. And just how vulnerable I was.

Sergio squirted some lube he had brought onto his fingers and slowly inserted them back into my waiting ass. They slid in easier after how he had already loosened me up. Moreover, my position made it easy for things to slide in.

He then started to rub the lube all over his hard cock. I knew I was about to get fucked and I was so excited. My cock dribbled precum on my belly as I lay there, totally at Sergio's mercy.

He moved forward, and I felt the tip of his cock press against my tight hole, skin to skin. He reached up and grabbed my ankles in the stirrups, bracing himself.

"Are you ready cutie? I'm gonna fuck you now," he said as he started pushing in.

His cock slid inside of me with little resistance. I was so horny for him in that moment, I wanted to reach out and pull him inside of me with all of my might, feel him buried inside my boi pussy.

I felt so wonderfully full with his erect member in my tight ass. He filled up every crevice. His hardness pushed against my sensitive prostate. My own cock throbbed with pleasure as I adjusted to having him inside of me.

"Oh god yes!" I moaned loudly, "Fuck me Daddy...make me yours!"

Sergio didn't hesitate to oblige. He slid his cock back out, and then rammed it in again. As he started to build a rhythm, I moaned louder.

It felt amazing, being fucked in the sling. Every thrust went deep. His cock fit in so perfectly, and the angle of my ass let his cock have an unobstructed access to my loins.

Clearly, Sergio was loving my ass. His face was a portrait of ecstasy as he pounded his bathhouse boy.

"Fuck ya, Evan. Take that cock. Oh fuck, you are such a beautiful little slut. Fuck ya, take it!" he moaned and grunted as he fucked my brains out.

My head was turning from side to side as I moaned out in pleasure. Suddenly, I caught sight of movement to my right. I focused in for a moment and saw that there were two men on the other side of the cage walls. They were watching us while jerking their cocks. I could see their hard erections being stroked. I glanced to the other side, and sure enough there was a man there as well, watching the show.

The sight of these men watching me being taken by this man drove me crazy. I loved the idea of being an object of desire. Clearly, these men all wished that they were Sergio, getting to pound the shit out of me. I decided to make it even more of a show.