0 comments/ 120893 views/ 6 favorites Boys in the Bath Ch. 1 By: Robn I often wondered what went on at the men-only baths/saunas, and now I know. My curiosity got the better of me, thankfully! I knew there was one not far from me, having seen it advertised in the local fringe paper. So I called for the address and off I went. It was a nondescript building with 3 floors but no identification outside except for the number on the door. I walked through the front door to see a glass partition on top of the counter, with a small opening through which I could talk to the guy on the other side. He said it was 10 bucks for a locker for 4 hours, or 15 for a room for the same time. I paid for the locker and was let through the door to the side of the counter. I was then handed 2 towels and a lock and told the lockers were just down the hall. I found an unused locker, stripped down, then wrapped a towel around my waist. It was about the size of a small bath towel, just large enough to go around and tuck back in. Then I set off to explore. I saw several other guys wandering about, all similarly clad. To the side of the lockers was a shower room, so I went in for a quick rinse. I could feel eyes following me as I entered the large, open room and turned on one of the showers. Another guy came in then, and started lathering/stroking himself, with predictable results. He was looking at me, but I wanted to get the feel for the place, so I said "not now, but maybe later." He seemed to take this in stride, and away I went, even though it was tempting to get down on my knees and fill my mouth with his lengthening tool. On the same floor was a sauna. Entering that I could just see 3 rows of benches around 3 sides of the room, and a few guys here and there. I sat down on a middle bench and let the heat sink in as I got used to the very dim light from the single low wattage bulb. In one corner I saw 2 guys with their hands up each other's towels, enjoying the feeling of having their cocks stroked. Then the guy closest to me got down on a lower bench in front of his buddy, opened the towel and buried his head in the inviting, wide-open crotch. I could see his head moving about, then up and down, obviously swallowing a face-full of stiff dick. The other guy just leaned back and moaned with satisfaction as he enjoyed the blowjob. He had a short fuse, and was soon grunting loudly as he emptied his load into the eager mouth of his partner. When he stopped shooting they paused briefly, then the sucker got up, wiped his mouth, and left. This was all pretty exciting for me, and I now had a half-hard prick of my own, which I was stroking slowly. Another guy had obviously noticed this, and slid over next to me. He moved his leg over to touch mine, and started rubbing my leg with his, sending a clear message. I put my hand on his knee, and moved it slowly upward until I reached the edge of the towel. There was no turning back now. I continued my upward trek, and my hand was greeted by 2 nice balls, then a steel-like cock, begging for attention. He reached under my towel, and found much the same. As we mutually stroked each other, I made the decision to be the aggressor and suck this guy off. I did not want to blow my own load so soon in my visit. I asked him if he wanted to get sucked, and his expression spoke volumes. Down I went, parting his towel and gently spreading his knees apart to allow better access. I licked his hot, musty balls, and ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I played with the ample balls as I licked his cock-head and stuck my tongue into the hole at the tip. As he squirmed on the bench, I opened wide and dove down on the shaft. I buried his meat deep in my throat, and started pumping up and down. I stroked his dick in time with one hand, and massaged his balls with the other. He now had his hands behind my head and was pulling my head down on him, keeping the rhythm going. I tasted the first salty drop of pre cum, and knew climax was not far away. He was now also thrusting his hips into my face, increasing the pace of his jabs into my mouth. I could smell his sweat and felt his pubes against my face. With no further warning, I felt him stiffen, then tasted the torrents of hot, sticky juices spurting against the back of my mouth as he held my face buried deep in his crotch. The taste was heavenly, and the volume substantial. I tried to suck every last drop of fluid from his cock, until he was dry. "That was great," he whispered into my ear. "I'll be here for a while today, so look for me. I'm going to cool down in the hot tub for a while." With that he got up and re-wrapped himself and left. I waited for a while, savouring the feeling and the taste in my mouth. Then I too left the sauna, seeking other encounters. I had only been there for half an hour or so, and had not even left the first floor. This was going to be a great afternoon! To Be Continued... Boys in the Bath Ch. 2 After leaving the sauna, I was hornier than ever. But I still wanted to explore the whole place and see what it was all about. So I went up to the second floor. Up there I found a large steam room, a washroom with more showers, and a long corridor with numerous doors down each side. Each door had a number on it, so I assumed these were the rooms for rent. I walked slowly down the hall, as several other guys were doing, and noticed some doors were partly open, and others shut. Through the open doors could be seen a small bed and chair, lit by a dim overhead light. Dim lights seemed to be the order of the day in this place! In some of the rooms could be seen guys lying on beds or sitting on the chair. Some were alone, seeking company I guess, and were in various states of undress and arousal! Others already had company, and were doing each other with the door open, as if inviting others to watch or join in. Who knows what was going on behind the closed doors! I stopped at a couple of open doors, making eye contact with the occupants, or watching the action, like a voyeur. Some of the guys were what I would consider my type, and I vowed to return after exploring further. And some of the action was really hot, causing my tool to reignite. Perhaps I would come back and join in to make a group fuck. The possibilities were endless. But down the hall I went. Into the washroom for a quick piss. Under the walls of the stall could be seen a pair of legs with knees on the floor, and a pair of feet straddling those legs. A blowjob in progress was my guess. The action was everywhere. Into the swirling mists of the steam room. I sat in the corner to observe rather than participate. I hiked my knees up to my chest and allowed my towel to fall free, exposing my bare crotch. My balls sagged in the heat, and my flacid dick lay comfortably along the seam of my sack, nestled between my balls. I was determined to be a passive observer here, and to save myself for a visit to one of the private rooms. From my corner perch I observed the others in the wet heat. There were 4 or 5 other guys eyeing each other, and me watching. After a couple of minutes, 2 of the guys got together and started into it. They lay along the bench and set up in a classic '69'. Heads were jammed into opposing crotches and their hands were everywhere. Grunts and loud slurping noises went along with exploring hands and fingers. While one guy was sliding 2 fingers into the other's asshole, his partner was pulling balls into his mouth for a tongue bath. This went on for several minutes, with position changes and much face fucking until they both seemed to blow their loads at the same time. Not a drop was wasted, as each held the other's depleted prick in their mouths until each had had enough. And then, like other scenes I had witnessed, they both got up and left. Casual sex, or what!! I was getting really horny, and felt the need for release. I re-wrapped my dripping body, covered my firm cock, and went back to the corridor. Then I had a decision to make. Did I want a solo adventure with one other, or enjoy the company of 2 or 3, if the opportunity arose? I decided to play it by feel, and see what was available. As I strolled down the hallway, the possibilities were endless. There were doors open, with guys lying solo on their beds, face up and face down, covered as well as blazingly jerking themselves while laying on their backs, allowing all to see. There was another room where one guy was ass fucking the daylights out of another. I stopped to watch this one for awhile. The top guy had the bottom bent over the chair back, and was burying his substantial dick into the up-facing asshole. He thrust back and forth, in and out, while the bottom held on to the chair for support. The bottom reached around with one hand to grab the top's balls, and squeezed them together. This really got the fucker hot, and he suddenly pulled out and shot endless, arcing streams of cum all over the other's back. He then rubbed the jism trails around and together, covering his buddy's back. They then lay down on the bed, one on top of the other, and cooled down. They were deep kissing and still feeling each other all over. What a scene! I moved on to another door, where one guy was laying face down, ass covered by his towel. "This is it," I thought. I stepped inside, closed the door behind me, and slid my hand up under his towel. With my other hand, I released my towel and let it fall to the floor. He turned to face me and reached for my stiffening tool. "Nice cock," he said. "I think it would feel really nice up my ass." With that, he got up and produced a tube of KY. "Are you up to the task?" he asked. Needing no further encouragement, I rolled him over on the bed and lifted him up by the hips. I bent down to slide my tongue up and down his ass-groove, and played with his balls. His cock was as hard as a rock, but I had other plans. I squeezed a bead of KY on his asshole, and started working it in. Then I said to him: "This is it, buddy. Prepare to be violated." With that I climbed between his outstretched legs and took aim. I pushed my hard cock-head to his slippery hole. and gradually eased in. As soon as the head was engulfed, I thrust to the bottom. He gasped in pain/pleasure, and urged me on. "This hard cock is for you", I muttered, and thrust in again. "Keep it up," he said. "Fuck me hard, and show me no mercy. I love the feel of your hard tool in my butt. I want you to blow your load inside me, so I can feel it dripping out for the next few hours. Keep going." With that I just kept pumping away. When I hit bottom, my balls would slap his crotch. When I pulled back, I could see most of mf dick, poised for another thrust in his dark hole. And back in I went. This was the fuck I had been waiting for. As the pressure built, I moderated my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of the coming blast. Then I could hold it no longer. My body shuddered as I sent wave after wave of sticky goo deep into his ass. I kept the fuck going as long as I could, then collapsed in a sweaty heap, spent but happy. He just lay there moaning and smiling, stroking himself to a monster blow. He shot all over my chest, with a couple of drops hitting my face. I happily wiped them up with my hand and licked it clean. Then we parted, promising to look for each other next time we came here. I went off to clean up in the shower, and prepare for the third floor!! But that is for part 3. To Be Continued...