0 comments/ 68216 views/ 7 favorites The Steam Room By: standingstones My wife and I finally decided to have a steam room installed at our home. We had a separate building built that would attach to the house. My wife ended up not using it very much, but I loved to come home from work and ease out there. My son, Jerry also took advantage of our new room and started inviting his friends over. I wasn't too thrilled about having to share the steam with a bunch of young guys. I told Jerry his friends were only allowed to use the steam room when both his mother and I were not at home. It was late one Saturday evening, when I decided to go and let the heat run through my body. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to the room. When I opened the door, there was an occupant. My son's best friend Tom was sprawled out on a bench. Tom was naked on his back, stroking his cock. When the door opened, he bolted upright and reached for his towel. "What are you doing here, Tom?" I asked. "Jerry said I could use the steam room, is that a problem Mr. Harris?" Tom replied. "I suppose not, if he said you could," I told Tom. I think he was more embarrassed that I caught him stroking his meat. To be honest, seeing his cock was a bit of a turn-on. Tom was thin, but his cock had looked pretty big the few seconds I saw it. I took a seat not too far from Tom. We both had towels covering out cocks up. I struck up a conversation with my new friend. The heat was building up now and I felt my cock beginning to stir for some reason. Maybe it was the closeness of sitting to a naked young man, I wasn't sure. Tom was probably 20 years old, I was twice his age. Tom must have looked over at where my towel was. There was a rise where my cock was pushing the material up. Tom asked me if he could get a bit more comfortable. I told to help himself. Tom stood up and removed his towel. His cock was dangling there between his thin legs. He sprawled out on one of the other benches then. I couldn't take my eyes off this young man's cock. His body was glistening with beads of sweat. Some wetness seemed to be collecting at the tip of his cock. My cock was really start to rise now. I stood up and let my towel drop to the floor. Tom looked over and his eyes got big. I walked over to him. I was just standing there. My semi-erect cock was staring straight at his face. Tom motioned me closer. I took a couple steps forward and Tom sat up. He took my cock in his hand and brought it to his mouth. Tom then flicked his tongue all over my cock head. The heat and his warm mouth were making my cock grow huge. Tom then shoved my shaft down his throat. He took me deeper than my wife had ever swallowed my rod. I began to piston his mouth. Tom's cheeks were pushed out as I fed him my entire length. After a few minutes of this, Tom pulled his mouth off me and motioned for me to lie back on one of the benchs. I thought he wanted to continue sucking me in a better position. I was looking up at Tom now. He was stroking his big, thick cock now. His cock was much larger than mine. Tom spread my thighs apart. I thought he was ready to go down on me, but he took his cockhead and started to rub it down my ass crack. I told Tom I wasn't up for that quite yet, but he started to push the tip past my ass rim. Christ, did that hurt! Tom had me pinned down to the bench, feeded me his cock, an inch at a time. He went very slowly, but he wasn't going to stop, that was for sure. Tom raised my legs up and pushed them forward. His cock was able to slide right into me. I had never felt anything like that before. Sure, my wife pushed her finger into my butt on occasion, but nothing like this. Tom had my ass skewered to his thick man meat. Once completely in me, Tom started to fuck me faster. "You wanted my cock, didn't you Jack?" he was baiting me. "I saw your eyes looking at me the whole time," he said. Tom was pushing me over the edge by now. I would have told him anything he liked. "Fuck me Tom, you know how much I need this, don't make me beg for it," I was pleading now. Tom slammed his hot pecker in all the way. Again and again he fed me his cock. His sacs were hanging very low and as he pushed into me, they hit my ass cheeks. The slapping noises were bringing me close to cumming. His balls plus his cock hitting my prostate were stirring up all my hot seed in me. I finally couldn't hold it back. I shot a fountain of cum all over Tom's chest. This must have pushed Tom to the point of cumming. Tom arched his back, then plowed into me like a mad bull. I felt his hot, sticky juice flooding my ass passage. I clamped down hard on his shaft, and he rewarded me with more of his love offering. Tom had a lot of cum stored in him. He must have shot into me for a full five minutes until he was finally spent. Tom's cock slipped out of me. His love cream was coating his cock. Tom climbed onto my chest. He had me lick all his spunk off of his limp dick. This was the wildest sex I ever experienced. Tom told me afterwards he had no idea something like this would occur. He had been horny when I walked in through the steam room door. Seeing my erection had set him off, he said. We decided then and there that we would have more sex together. Tom wanted to feel a man's cock in his ass, he told me. We will be saving that for another time! The Steam Room I joined the health club at the Westin because I was sitting on my ass too much and needed to tighten up. I wasn't fat. But I didn't want to get any heavier either. After all, I was only 31. It's not as if my gut should have been spreading. But, sitting in one place for hours at a time sure doesn't help you keep svelte. It was a small health club, but had all the machines I needed. It also had a sauna in the men's locker room, men only, and a steam room near the pool. The steam room was co-ed. I had always loved steam rooms, the hot, swirling fog hid you from the others. There was something erotic about that. You could be groping yourself, almost exhibiting yourself, and no one really knew. I'm married, and have two kids. My wife is gorgeous and loves sex. But, it's the same kind of sex. And that is what I blame my actions on, the need for something, anything different. I had cranked the steam way up. A man had been in the room before I entered. He was older, and just had a towel around him. He was actually pretty fit, and fired my imagination a bit. I had fooled around with guys when I was younger and my fantasies would sometimes go this way. This guy was my perfect fantasy. Probably in his mid fifties, he was in damned good shape, really lean. He had silver hair and was pretty damned handsome. I angled for a shot under his towel, I wish we had been in the men's sauna most guys were naked in there. I never did see what kind of package he had. We talked some, and I surreptitiously rubbed myself through the towel I had on. Ten minutes later, he was gone. I took a break, there was a shower stall right next to the steam room. The cold water over my heated body felt great. I went back into the steam room refreshed. I had brought a bottle of baby oil with me and I covered myself. I loved the feel of it all over me, the slippery, erotic feeling. I made sure to put lots around my cock and in between my ass cheeks. I shaved my crotch and ass so both were baby smooth. My wife loved it like that. I was really getting to a good point in my fantasy, it was of the man who had been there before. I was covering his strong back and buttocks with baby oil and he had just turned around, showing me his big, vein covered shaft. I was lazily stroking my cock and balls. They felt great, so slick from the oil and smooth as I had just shaved that morning. Suddenly, the door opened and I had to throw the towel over my crotch. An older woman came in. At first I could barely catch a glimpse of her, but as the steam swirled I saw she was probably in her early sixties. She was quite short and slim, her legs actually looked pretty good. I suspected she must work out pretty regularly. She saw me, nodded, and then took a seat across from me. Great, I thought, there goes my wonderful jerk off session. There was quiet for a minute or so. I was tentatively touching myself under the towel. Who knows, maybe I could jerk off without her knowing about it? "Hot," was all she said. And it was. I loved it very hot, too hot for lots of people. Plus, it resulted in people not staying long. "Yes, I don't know if it can be turned down." I was hoping she would leave and I could get back to paying real attention to my prick. "Oh, I love it hot. In Europe, the steam rooms are a lot hotter than this." Damn, was all I could think. "Do you mind if I stretch some? I love to stretch when it is this hot." I told her I didn't. She got down off the tile seat ledge and began to stretch in the middle of the floor. I watched. She was very flexible and I could also tell that she was very busty, even though she was so slim. She looked like fine china, actually, very fragile, except for the large breasts swaying under the robe. How that towel stayed on with her contortions, I had no idea. She was quiet as she stretched, and I was touching myself, very carefully so she couldn't see me. I was perverted, I thought to myself. First the older guy, now this older woman! I realized she had stopped moving and was standing only a foot or so away. I quickly stopped whatever movement was going on under my towel. She smiled, it was a strange smile. In fact, the whole scene was strange, steam roiling around. "You don't have to stop." With that, she took off her towel. Her breasts were huge, they hung down to her belly button, but they still seemed as if they had firmness to them, they were just big. Her crotch was shaved, and looked very neat. She reached forward and grasped my towel, exposing my erection. "I love that I excite you enough for you to masturbate." She reached down and, spreading her legs slightly, slid a finger up between her naked lips. "Please, don't stop." And so I didn't. It was weird, sick, perverted, and as hot and sexy a moment as I had ever experienced. My cock was stone. I applied more baby oil, and she held out her hand for some. I squeezed quite a bit into her open hand. With one finger up her, she dripped the baby oil on her breasts, then began to massage it in. She pulled her finger out of her slit, likced it, and then reinserted it. I could see that as she fingered herself, her thumb was working a very prominent clitoris. "As you sat there, did you think of fucking me?" I nodded. "Say it," she asked. "Yes, I thought of fucking you." "Did you think of feeling my tits?" I realized she liked to talk, and so I talked. As I stroked my cock I described how I wanted to finger her, suck and bite her thick nipples, play with and fuck her big tits. The more graphic I got, the more she moaned and the faster her finger and thumb moved. Suddenly, she turned around, bent over. "Do it." I did not hesitate. I moved behind her, grasped her hips, and inserted myself into her wetness. She grunted, moaned, writhed around my heated flesh. I reached around, grasped her tits, massaged them. "Pinch them, HARD." And I did. I tore at her nipples, they were long, thick. When she came, her fingers were playing with her clit as I fucked her from the back, she made weird yelping noises, like a dog that desperately wants to get out of the house. Moments later, I thrust into her hard. I was close to coming as well. "My ass, stick it there when you cum!" She said. I guess she could tell I was close. I really had no idea why she wanted me to do this, did she really think she could get pregnant? But I didn't care. I was too hot, too excited. I wasn't very gentle. I pulled out of one hole and in one thrust buried myself in her anus. She grunted. And I came, and came and came. Finally, it was over. She was half slumping over one of the ledges. I slowly withdrew. She quickly stood, squeezing her buttocks together. "Be right back." I heard the shower a moment later, and then she was back. She seemed shy now. She put the towel back on her. I didn't. I was still hard. I wanted more. "Youth." She simply said. She came forward, leaned over and kissed the head of my penis, the penis that had just been in her bottom. "No time, but thank you." I protested, it was me that should thank her. She smiled, and was gone. It took me twenty minutes to shoot off the second time, but it was almost as good as the orgasm I had when I was in her ass. I showered, dressed, and went back to work. I figured she was staying at the Westin, so I left work at 5:00 and went to the bar there. She wasn't there. Just as I had decided to leave, she came in. On her arm was the man who had been in the steam room before she had come in. When our eyes met, I saw surprise, then the small smile that was on her lips filled her eyes. There was no chance, though, of another episode, I read that as well. I went home with an experience I would never forget, and a fantasy, her and her husband together, that lasts me to this day. The Steam Room I have never done anything like this before – seriously. I have been an avid fan of Literotica for two years, but I have never even considered submitting a story until today. I don't normally do things like this, but it seemed like the kind of thing that other fans of the site would enjoy. It was around 4:00 in the afternoon when I finished my workout. I had an hour to shower before I had to get to work, as my shift started at five. I had pushed myself really hard today, trying to stick with my new year's resolution that has already helped me tone up quite nicely. I thought to myself, "Since I have an hour to spare, I'm going to treat myself to the steam room". I love steam rooms. The heat, the moisture, the smell of eucalyptus. I can feel the wonders it's doing for my body, ridding it of all impurities. The gym was fairly dead, and no one had even used the steam room all day it seemed – there was barely any steam and it wasn't too hot. I turned on the system and walked across to the far corner and sat down on the top step. Within minutes the faucets were pouring jet after jet of hot steam into the room. It became very dense in the air, and I inhaled the heavy scent. The heat slowly draped over my body, sending shivers up my spine. This seems like as good a place as any to introduce myself a little bit. I am 20 years old. I am 5'5, blond hair, weigh about 110 pounds. I have long legs, small breasts, and (so I'm told) a nice round ass. I was sitting in the steam room with nothing but a towel around my waist, all by myself. As I said, the warmth spreading around me sent shivers through my whole body. Small beads of sweat started to form on my arms, my stomach, my tits. I leaned back and took a deep breath, savoring the relaxation. I went to wipe a drop of moisture from my collarbone, and as my hand brushed pas my nipple I felt it harden at the touch. I hazarded another quick touch, accompanied by a quick look towards the steam covered door. In an instant my hand was on my right breast, caressing the skin, then pulling hard on the nipple, enjoying the feeling of the barbell that rests there. My nipples were standing rock hard and my breathing got faster. I loosened the towel around my waist a little, and felt a drop of moisture run down my stomach towards my legs, lower and lower, finally trickling down my inner thigh. I followed it with my hand, slowing brushing the outer lips of my pink pussy. I could feel how swollen they were, opening a little on their own, begging to be touched. Again I glanced toward the door, but decided that the gym was practically empty, and this was too good an opportunity to pass up. I slowly ran my hand up and down along my pussy lips, tickling them with the tips of my fingers. My middle finger brushed over my clit and an electric shock ran through my body. I pried the lips apart and touched my waiting hole, already soaking wet with my juices. I ran my middle finger up and down along my slit, taking some of the juices pooled and rubbing them on my clit. My left hand began to massage my tits again, pulling hard in contrast to the soft caresses on my cunt. My breathing was heavy, and the fact that someone could come in at any second just made me want it more. I fantasized that if this were a literotica story, some woman would walk in, and claim I needed punishing for being so naughty, and she would spank me and eat out my dripping pussy until I came to a mind blowing orgasm. No one came into the room, so I kept rubbing my cunt, thinking about some huge cock rubbing up and down my slit before ramming into me. I rubbed my clit with the palm of my hand while my middle finger slid in and out of me. My breathing was so heavy right now and I lost all control. I started talking under my breath Oh fuck! Yeah......make me cum. Oh God! FUCK! Fuck my pussy! Harder, harder....fuck yes...oh my god yes.....fuck me god.....eat my pussy bitch....I want it all, I'm such a naughty girl – I've been soooo bad, please fuck me! A million scenarios ran through my head while I finger fucked myself, pulling hard on my little nipples, mixing pleasure and pain. Each fantasy was raunchier than the next – a woman eating my cunt, having two cocks rammed into me. I couldn't stop, my fingers moving furiously. FUCK....FUCK...Oh my god YES fuck my pussy, I'm your naughty little girl...fuck it YES Unnnngggg yeeeessssss I could feel the orgasm building in me, slowly at first but I knew it was going to be mind blowing. It started in my gut, then my muscles spasmed hard around my fingers and I pictures them milking a huge cock. The contractions swept through me and my hips bucked again and again. I couldn't help my self .... FUCK YES! The juices began to gush out of my cunt, soaking my fingers and the tile floor underneath. Wave after wave of contraction consumed me as I whispered...FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK YES! As the glow from my orgasm swept over me, I couldn't suppress a huge grin. I have never masturbated in a public place before, and it was one of the most thrilling experiences of my life. Here's hoping I'll get the chance again....maybe I'll even tell you about it. God knows just writing this down has made my pussy dripping wet again. The Steam Room The water feels nice spraying gently on my back, the warmth running down my legs and hitting my feet before descending down the drain. I pour soap into my bath sponge, for a second feeling cruel to the lifeless sea creature as I squeeze it to produce abundant suds. The thought is fleeting as I garnish my naked body with white nebular foam. It feels like the warm gentle touch of your hands as it slowly trails down my body. I instantly pause my actions, standing completely still as I close my eyes and imagine the suds as your perfect hands on my neck, trailing down my breasts, down my side, along my curvaceous hips, my thighs, calves and ending at my feet. I shiver and develop goose bumps on the whole of my body at the mere thought. I open my eyes and shutter as an entirely new wetness escapes my body onto my inner thighs coalescing with the shower water before it too trails down my legs and into the drain beneath me. As I contemplate the fleeting sensual thoughts, I dispense a miniscule amount of thick white shaving foam into the palm of my left hand. I apply a small amount to my mons pubis with the tips of my right fingers. Utilizing small gentle circles I spread it evenly along my inner thighs, and around my vaginal opening. I part the lips of my pussy with the first two fingers of my left hand, scooping up the remaining foam with the fingers on my right hand, spreading foam as I move my fingers in a gentle up and down motion. I look down, smile as I am briefly bemused by the appearance of my foamed-up pussy. I grasp my razor firmly with my right hand and shave with nice smooth sweeping motions. As I finish shaving I rinse and wash away the remaining foam. I look down giving a final inspection to make sure I am perfect, nice and smooth, as a pillow for your lips. I release more wetness from within as I briefly imagine your sweet gentle kisses on my freshly shaved pussy. I reach behind me, turning the water knobs into the off position. I pass my hand through the curtain opening to reach for the towel on the bench outside. I feel for the soft dry terry-cloth and quickly grab it and bring it inside the warm haven of the shower enclosure. I press the soft cloth against my face to soak up any remaining water. I repeat the process on the entirety of my body until I am completely dry. With the towel wrapped and tied around my nude body I step out of the shower, feeling the cold marble floor beneath my feet. I lightly chuckle to myself at the ingenuity of my carefully laid-out plan. You don't know what is about to happen. I proceed through the dressing room door into the locker room. Luckily it is barren and I am the only person in the vicinity. I open the exit door of the locker room ever so slightly, using the mirror on the opposing wall to view out into the hallway. I now have an unobstructed view to the steam room on the other side. I wait, while keeping a constant survey to the hallway outside. A few moments pass, I finally see you. Your tall stature, your red hair and sexy smile, all unmistakable traits, exclusive to you. Your appearance signals the commencement of the next stage of the plan. The feeling of butterflies enter my body as I continue to watch you as you enter the steam room, clad in the white towel wrapped around your waist. The mere site of you invites the presence of goose bumps again. Again, fortune smiles upon me as the hall is completely empty. I seize the opportunity to peer through the glass in the steam room door. I thoroughly enjoy watching you. You are sitting almost directly in front of me, eyes closed (fantasizing, I suspect), hands folded in front of your toweled body. You look serene yet so sexy. I catch a glimpse of the shimmer of beads of sweat on your forehead. The image gives me an instant flashback of the last time I was with you; the last time we had passionate sex. When we were done and I was in your arms, you had the same look about you. So wonderful; such a turn on. Without further contemplation I hastily, but silently push open the door. I silently approach you, not wanting to disturb you until the opportune moment. You are sitting on the second tier, right at waist level, perfect. I place each of my hands gently on your knees. You flinch as I've totally caught you off guard, just as I intended. You open your eyes, looking directly into my baby blues. Instantly flashing me that sexy smile as you maintain our stare. I return your smile with a coy grin, signaling what is about to follow. I stand upon the first bench tier and bend down to kiss you. My right hand is on the back of your head, playing with your tousled hair. My left hand trails down your shoulder as I place my lips upon your mouth. Your mouth slightly opens as I kiss you. It invites the presence of my tongue inside of your mouth. I insert my tongue gently into your mouth as I continue to kiss your lips with mine. I lightly flicker and wrap my tongue with yours. Still kissing, while your eyes are still closed, I untie my towel with my left hand. It drops lightly to the bench beneath. My right hand grasps your hair firmly as my kisses trail from your lips, to your face, then to your neck. I seek that special spot behind your ear as I increase the intensity of my kisses. While nibbling at your earlobe I run my tongue along the inside of your ear, letting out a soft moan. I pause my actions merely long enough to whisper in your ear. I softly, but firmly whisper four simple words into your ear, "Woody, I want you". My kisses proceed down your neck. They are soft with intermittent licks from my tongue. I can taste the mild saltiness of your sweat as I work my way to your chest, and belly. Both of my hands lightly following the trail of kisses, stopping at the top of your towel, still tied around your waist. I drop onto my knees onto the padding of my previously dropped towel. I am kneeling directly in front of you, with my eyesight focused on the large mound under your towel. For a few seconds I do nothing but stare intently at the tempting lump between your legs. Without torturing either of us a moment longer I untie the towel that has been binding your hard on. Your huge erection now staring me right in the face, I moan at the mere sight of it. The pulsations grow inside of me, forcing silky wetness down my inner thigh. The lure of your erection is irresistible, my lips and tongue desiring to surround it. I lean forward toward your cock, without yet touching my mouth to it. I began by gently kissing your inner thigh, my hair brushing your leg as my kisses move upwards. My hands are on your hips, as I guide my lips upward, my warm breath surrounding the base of your cock and balls. Your hard cock brushes my cheek. I use my tongue to guide my lips to your balls; I flick them gently, teasingly. Your hands caress my face. I kiss your balls gently up towards the base of your erect cock and my tongue licks wet slurpy kisses around your base, getting it extremely wet. Your cock is so hard it stretches toward my face, touching and poking my cheeks. I move my left hand and wrap it around your hard shaft, stroking your cock as I continue to soak it with my tongue. Your hips move toward me. My right hand has disappeared you notice it is working its way across my abdomen, along my mound and to my bare pussy lips. I part my lips with two of my fingers, while I insert the other into my wetness. That sight makes you even harder now as you push your cock across my lips and tongue. My tongue moves its way up to the tip of your cock. A drop of pre cum appears at the tip, and licking it off, I then engulf it into my mouth, I am sucking the tip of your cock while still stroking up and down with my left hand. We hear voices outside the door. I feel a little bit of panic, but I don't stop, it feels so damn good. You encourage me by putting your hands on my head, playing with my long hair, slowly pushing my head down to your engorged cock. You know how much I love to suck you, and I moan in appreciation. I remove my other fingers and hand from my pussy, placing those fingers on your lips, inviting you to taste. You quickly suck each finger deep in your mouth, the taste so sweet and delicious. Now it's your turn to moan as you lick my fingers, which only makes me wetter. I continue to suck and stroke you until I taste more pre-cum. Now my pussy is aching for you. I know how good your delicious cock will feel inside me. Reluctantly letting your cock slip out of my mouth, I stand up and turn away from you, facing the door. You smile as my ass cheeks now face you as you sit on the step above me. I lower myself until I am sitting down on your lap. I reach between my legs to grab your luscious cock with my right hand and glide the tip of it over my clitoris and inner lips of my pussy, soaking it with my wetness. I rub it back and forth, then, not being able to stand the teasing any longer, gently slip you inside, moving easily deeper with my wetness as I lower myself on you. We both moan loudly just as the steam room door opens. I feel too fucking good as I move up and down on you, grinding hard against your naked body. Your left hand reaches around me to squeeze and pinch my rock hard nipple, as more tingles cover my body. Your right hand slips down to my hips to move me back and forth on your hard cock. I barely even notice a man and woman coming in and sitting across the steam room from us. The steam is thick in the room, and I don't think they at first realize what is going on. I continue to glide my pussy up and down your cock. Your hands move to my ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly as you help lift me up, then back down as you push deep inside me. My wetness is slurping as you slide in and out of my soaked pussy. As the couple sits down, they hear us and look over at us, finally realizing what is going on. They are transfixed watching us. I look up to notice now that the woman is a very pretty blonde, with green eyes and long, sexy legs, her body wrapped in a towel. Her cleavage is ample, so the towel looks strained across her chest. The man has short dark hair, muscular, with big biceps and a hairless chest. The woman reaches between the man's legs and under his towel, and we can both see his cock begin to rise against it. They are evidently getting turned on by our wild display of fucking. The blonde's gaze is fixed on my shaved pussy being penetrated by your hard cock. It turns me on even more knowing that they are so stimulated from watching us. Your cock grows harder and my pussy wetter, and I grind down even harder on you. They continue to stare at my pussy getting fucked by your cock until the man stands up, his towel dropping to the floor. I can see he is hard, his stiff cock standing at attention. He moves behind the blond now, pushing the woman down to her knees, bending her down away from him. I watch as her breasts sway under her, her nipples hard as little buds now. He slides his hard cock inside her quickly. She is obviously very wet as he moves into her deeply without resistance. She turns her head toward me, moaning as he fucks her hard from behind, her large breasts sway back and forth as he thrusts into her. They begin to fuck hard and fast. We also increase our pace. Her gaze is still on my body, where your cock is slamming into my wetness, as she moans even louder. My tits are bouncing up and down as you fill my pussy with each thrust. I can tell it's turning you on to watch them fuck hard just inches away from us, because you are moaning even louder and your cock is even thicker inside of me. I am also excited by watching the man's thick cock slamming hard into the blonde's pussy from behind. You know it's one of my favorite positions too. So, I stand up slowly, and your cock slips out with a pop. You stand up behind me now; bending me over in the same position she is in. I'm now only about a foot away from her. I feel you rub your hard cock on my ass cheeks, and you slap it against them. Suddenly, you slip inside me again, fucking me hard and fast. As you hold my hips, you begin again pushing deep inside me. The blonde and I lock eyes, and a sexy smile crosses her lips. I return the smile, moaning as I do so as I feel you even deeper now. We are fucking in rhythm with them. The woman, still staring at me, reaches over and caresses my breast as I move back and forth with you. The feeling of her soft hand on my breast is electrifying. My free hand does the same to her, feeling her nipple harden to my touch. I squeeze her breast harder and she does the same to me. Both of us are bucking back and forth into the beautiful hard cocks filling our pussies. We are all covered in sweat from the hot steam. I whimper as you pull out of me again and turn me to sit back on the upper bench. I reluctantly release her tender breast from my hand as I sit back, my legs open. You kneel in front of me and begin to kiss inside my thighs. Your back is to the other couple, but I can still see them fucking hard and watching you. You move your lips and tongue toward my soaked shaved pussy with tender kisses and licks. Taking each inner lip in your mouth, you begin sucking them, flicking your tongue over my hard clit, alternating sucking and licking its stiffness. Your hands are on my hips, pulling my pussy to your mouth. I close my eyes and relax, enjoying the sensations of your mouth on me. It feels so good, such a different feeling from your thrusting just minutes earlier. I am so wet I am covering your face with it, and I look down to your face to see your eyes focused on mine. I move my hands up my body and caress my breasts, squeezing them together and rubbing my own nipples between my thumb and fingers. Your tongue is doing an expert dance on my clit, and I am trembling with desire for you as I close my eyes and enjoy your kisses and licks. I feel another set of soft hands on the top of my thighs. I look up to see the woman's fingers sliding up and down my legs while she watches me squeezing my tits. She is leaning over you to reach me as she rubs my thighs, and her large breasts are dangling over your back, sometimes even brushing against your neck and back. The man is sitting on the opposite bench stroking his rock-hard cock. He moves over to our side, and sits next to me, and I watch him as he plays with himself. The blonde's hands begin to explore my body while your tongue flicks over my clit with more urgency. I notice she has one hand rubbing her own pussy when she takes her other and gently trails her fingers down across my inner thigh, resting below my pussy. Her hand is under your chin against my pussy now as even more of my wetness is leaked into your mouth. Suddenly, she pushes two fingers inside of me, while you continue to lick all around my wet pussy. I moan and glance at the man, still stroking hard right next to me. I reach out to caress his balls, wrapping my fingers around the base of his dick. His cock is huge, and grows even bigger in my hand. You smile at my gesture, and stop licking me and kiss your way up my body to my lips. We kiss deeply, tongues mingling even as the blonde starts to finger me faster. You whisper to me to kneel on the bench again, and you move in front of me while she helps position me on my knees, her fingers still rubbing my wetness. The man also stands up and moves around behind me next to his girlfriend. I can feel his hardness against my ass now, and I think his girlfriend is stroking it, slapping it against my cheeks. She guides him as he starts to push his hard cock into my pussy, and I slowly back into it. He is very thick, and even though I am still wet, he has to push slowly as my pussy expands. The woman is rubbing my ass and back as he fills me, her soft hands feeling so good on my body. She kneels next to me as you move in front of me, your hard cock in my face. I moan as he thrusts into me and I take your cock in my mouth. I can taste my own sweet wetness on your cock and I greedily lick and suck it, loving the taste and smell of your hardness. The blonde beside me starts to kiss my neck while I lick you. She caresses my breasts, dangling beneath me as I take his cock inside me and your cock in my mouth. She is squeezing my hard nipples gently. She kisses my cheek and turns to face you as well, with her cheek against mine. Her body and mine are touching hips and shoulders, our cheeks together as she watches me sucking you. I can feel her hot breath so close to me as she licks her lips. She starts to kiss my cheek, then her tongue begins to lick my lips, and we both start to lick either side of your cock. The man's big cock is still pumping in and out of my pussy. Your cock is pushing in and out of my mouth now. I feel my orgasm building. My mouth opens as I moan, and the woman immediately takes you into her mouth, sucking you deep. I feel my pussy soaking his cock, and I start to spasm. The blonde is enjoying your hard cock in her mouth, slurping and sucking it deep. I watch her suck you, and I kiss and lick around your balls and her mouth as well. I can't hold back anymore, and suddenly I'm cumming all over his cock inside me, slurping loudly. I am moaning loudly, each wave of orgasm tingling over my entire body. Hearing me cum is too much for you and your hot white cum shoots over both her lips and mine. Some lands on my cheek, and then another on hers. I kiss her as I stroke you, both of us licking your cum off of each other's tongues and faces. ================================================ If you liked the story, please leave us a public comment! The Steam Room Over my long years of life I had enjoyed a trim and fit body. That is until this past winter. My pant waist became tight. It seemed like it happened over night but of course that is not true. Thinking back, I never made a New Year's resolution before this year. This year was the exception. I told myself I had to get back into shape and quick. I'm a vain person for sure. In my neighborhood I found three nice gyms to work out at. I picked the one furtherest from my home, it was the biggest and nicest. I told myself I would devote one hour a day to excising. I quickly got into the training, using the treadmills and transporters. I started out slow and carefully working longer and harder as the days past by. After a couple of weeks I even started using the weight machines. After my workout I would go into the steam room or sauna to heat my muscles even more. I found this very relaxing in one since and sexy in another. There just isn't too many places where one can sit around close to nude. This time spent in the steam room allowed me to show off, my more than ample cock. This minor exhibition of my body, excited my mind. Weeks of spending time in the steam room went by uneventful. Until this one day. The steam had just shut down, leaving the twelve by eight room thick with over head steam. It was impossible to see who entered the room, as the door was on the end. I was sitting on the "L" shaped title bench on the upper level. My legs where spread wide. The guy sat down on the far end of the room near the door. He pulled the towel from his waist and leaned back against the wall. My eyes tried to focus better in the dense steam. I noticed his forearm moving and with intense interest I watched him. When I was sure he was stroking himself, I turned towards him and took my own cock into my hand. Leaning back against the wall, I started stroking myself. My cock was rock hard in less than a minute and I continued stroking despite the fact I was so excited. I knew I would blow my load quickly unless I slowed down. I had let go of my cock and started rubbing my nipples when the guy stood. He picked up his towel and slowly moved towards me. His body was trim and muscled, a much younger man then me. He dropped his towel down on the step in front me. His cock was rock hard and pointed upwards. The guy knelt down on the lower bench and took hold of my balls. His mouth opened as his head was lowering towards my raging hard on. Taking me into his wet mouth he slid all of me down his throat. I could feel my long cock bending to match the curvature of his throat. My balls boiled in his warm wet hand. I let out a murmur and emptied into his mouth. I had a long and hard orgasm, squirt after squirt. When he let my cock fall out of his mouth, I watched to see if he would swallow or spit. He did neither. The guy stood up. His cock wagging in front of me, he took my cum from his mouth into his hand and greased his cock with it. In a low soft voice he told me to turn around. I stepped down to the lower level and bent over the upper bench. His touch tensed me. I was not sure what he would do, although I had an idea. I looked back at this young face and trim body. He smiled at and stuck his finger into my ass. Between the steam and the cum on his fingers I was lubed enough for him to enter me. I spread me legs even more, inviting him to take me. As he worked my ass with his middle finger he caused my cock to firm up again. I knew this would feel so good. I reached down and stroked my cock to a full erection. Then I felt changing positions behind me, then the his cock head pushing up against me. Our bodies where so slippery and my ass so tight he had some time opening me up with his cock. Finally he hit the magic spot and I winced in pain as his cock head entered me. He was nice, waiting until I had adjusted my ass for his intrusion. When I started pushing back at his he know I wanted more. Slowly this young stud pushed his cock deeper and deeper into me. Soon he was holding onto my hips pounding with all of his force. I had to use my arm to brace myself with each of his thrusts. My cock was swinging between my legs when he let out his moan. I knew he was filling me with his hot spurts of cum. I felt him relax. Just as he relaxed I heard the door handle of the steam room starting to open. I stood quickly and felt his cock disgorge from inside of me. I grabbed my towel and sat down quickly. The young stud twirled around and held his towel in front of his cock. The other man entered the steam room. I could tell he was blinded by the steam in the air. As this second man looked around the room I adjusted my position towards the corner of the room. My sex buddy walked out the door. The new man threw his towel on the bench and sat down. I, out of breath and dripping wet, sat there for a moment. When my cock went limp I stood wrapping the towel around my waist and walked out of the steam room and headed for the showers. The Steam Room My wife and I had been married a couple of years and decided to return to a ski resort that we'd always enjoyed in Utah. We were never much for après-ski partying that happened at some better known resorts like Breckenridge or Park City. The mountain was great and it was much more low-key. We splurged a bit and got a place that was ski-in, ski-out, had its own spa, restaurants, and such. It was largely all-inclusive. We were the type that was one of the first on the slopes, and last to leave. After two days of that, we decided to take it easy. My wife went down for a nap after our morning session, and I decided to check out the spa area. It was predominantly empty, with some people waiting to get massages, and some milling around the gym. I'd had my workout for the day, so I headed over to try out the steam room. I walked into the locker room and there were a few guys in there changing, showering, etc. Walking past one row, I noticed an older gentleman changing out of his clothes. He was definitely in his 50s with gray hair, balding, but not frail. He was about 6 feet tall and clearly skied often, judging by the size of his legs. Mine were more defined, but his were definitely solid. In addition, he had something of a pot-belly which probably just came from age. He looked the part of a tanned executive type away from the office for the weekend. It was only a moment that passed as I was walking between rows, but I easily noticed his penis swinging freely as he stepped out his pants. It was uncircumcised and looked quite large in its completely limp state, which left me questioning my own manhood. I stopped in the next row, picked out a locker and began to disrobe. I grabbed a towel and removed my clothes, quick to swing the towel securely around my waist. I hoped that the older gentleman didn't notice my gawking at his nakedness, but then figured it only had been a second and he couldn't have. I was a straight guy, but had been curious about other mens' penises ever since middle school when we had to shower after P.E. One kid that I was friends with seemed to have an abnormally large one. When we were just growing hair, he had a dense jungle of it resting about his large and thick cock. I was never interested in any sexual activities, just interested in the size of it. He was a bit nerdy, but he was a friend of mine. I was jealous. I strolled into the steam room and the only person in there was exact older guy I'd just walked past. He was sitting against the wall on the upper tier of the two-level wooden benches. It smelled of cedar and dense heat. The humidity was palpable, but it wasn't as bad or as thick as I'd anticipated. As I entered, he opened his eyes, and nodded a quick greeting in my direction, which I returned sheepishly. He sat immediately next to what I could only assume was the steam box, as there was a bucket of water and a large ladle next to an open box filled with rocks in the corner. I sat on the other side of the room so as not to intrude on his space. The heat on the bench was mildly painful at first, as was the wall I leaned up against, but I adjusted quickly to it. Sweat began beading all over my body immediately. It felt wonderful as I adjusted to the hot air I was breathing in. "God, it's like a sauna in here," I said out loud, trying to be funny. He chuckled softly. I was melting into the room when he broke the silence. "Come here often?" he asked. "No," I said. "I came here with my wife a couple years ago and we loved it so we decided to come back. You?" I responded. "Yeah, I try to come up here a few times a year. It's a little less hectic than the other resorts. I like that. Plus, the skiing is amazing," he said. "I couldn't agree more. That's the same reason we came." I responded. "So, where is your wife now?" he asked. "She's grabbing a nap today. We've been skiing for a couple days straight, so she's letting her body heal up a little. That's why I'm in here as well." I said. "That's a good idea. I usually do the same thing. If you're not used to it, it'll beat you up pretty good." He extended his hand to me and said, "James. James Doherty." I stretched over and shook his hand. He had a strong grip. "Kevin. Kevin Miller. Nice to meet you, James." I still didn't want to intrude on his personal space too much. I happened to glance down in a quick reassessment of him. The small towels they had in the locker room did little to mask the large package he had underneath. The towel didn't completely wrap around my thighs, and with his larger waist, his towel just loosely draped over his crotch, exposing most of his right thigh (which was facing me). The outline of his penis was clearly visible underneath, as it fell across the same thigh. It very nearly was poking out of the side of the towel. My towel was able to be tucked into itself, but only just. When I walked, it also exposed much of my thigh. He probably had to hold his together. "These towels don't leave much to the imagination," I said. "No, they certainly don't, but when you're in a steam room, it probably doesn't matter much," he responded. I responded in kind. "I thought it would be steamier in here rather than just hot," I said. I realized immediately that could be misconstrued, and chuckled to myself. "Oh, just grab this ladle and you just pour the water over the rocks. It'll get good and steamy in here right away," he suggested. I immediately felt like a steam room rookie. Which is precisely what I was. "Oh, duh. I guess I haven't been in these much." I got up and, standing on the lower bench, walked directly in front of James, grabbing the ladle. As I reached over, the poor excuse for a knot in my towel gave way, and fell directly across his lap, exposing my own member directly to him. The heat had made it look a decent size, thankfully since it was completely limp at the time. I still had an inferiority complex after seeing his, though. "Shit!" I said quickly. I jumped down to the floor and grabbed my towel as fast as I could, which then moved his towel off his waist, and thus, exposing his much larger penis. He laughed as he grabbed his towel, and replaced it over himself, but now I saw what he had between his legs close up. I was about six-and-a-half inches in length fully erect, and virtually hairless. He had to be about seven or eight inches in length and he was still obviously limp. He had a small amount of thinned-out dark pubic hair interspersed with some grays in amongst the thicket. He had very large amount of foreskin surrounding his cock, and it was thick and quite veiny. I had seen a few porno films, but had never really seen an uncut penis. Most everyone was circumcised like myself, and I must have gawked at it as I was re-applying my towel around my waist. It was easy to as it was at eye level as I bent down to cover myself. "Sorry about that. Like I said-I haven't done this much," I said. I grabbed the ladle and poured a stream of water over the rocks. Immediately there was cloud of steam filling the room. I returned to my previous spot, clutching the towel a little more carefully. "Don't worry about it. Hell, half the time, I don't even wear one in here. There usually is nobody else around," he said. "Well, just the same..." I started, and then I glanced down and noticed the head of his cock was poking out of his towel. You could just see the head hiding within the great foreskin sleeve, which showed itself about half an inch from underneath the tiny towel. I caught myself quickly and looked straight ahead. In a vain attempt to keep face, I closed my eyes and resumed my previous position of leaning against the wall on the top bench, even with him. Several moments passed, then I heard him say, "Mmmm, that does feel better." I glanced over and the room was full of steam. One could hardly see the door to the room at all. James looked completely relaxed, except for the fact that his cock was clearly growing in size. What had been just barely poking out of the towel was now two inches or so out, and staring as I was, I noticed it was pulsating slightly. I was completely transfixed by it. He would slightly adjust his hips, and the towel slipped more off his thigh, exposing even more of his thickening phallus. I felt my own cock beginning to stir inside my tightly-bound towel. So mesmerized was I by the sight of his cock growing, that I didn't catch him glancing at me. I was trying to not stare, but look at it out of the corner of my eye. I was caught, nonetheless. It looked like he grinned slightly, but I averted my eyes quickly. Soon my own penis would begin to strain against the towel and then he'd know I was becoming excited about it. I was mortified that he might notice I was looking at his dick, but the taboo was so electrifying that it made me want to look even more. When I glanced back, his left hand fell across his rounded belly. It slowly began to slide down until it rested on the top of his towel. The weight of it landing there pulled the edge of it farther off his still growing cock, and I noticed it twitch as it became fuller. It was easily 8 inches in length now and the heft of it just stunned me. It wasn't enormous or anything. It just seemed so dense and heavy. His left hand moved over and rested on his penis. My own cock was now rock hard and I didn't dare to move, lest I show myself again. Towel or no towel. I also immediately noticed him looking at me. "See something you like, Kevin?" he asked. "Wha? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." I began to say. "You didn't mean to look at it? It's alright. I don't mind. It's a bit bigger than average, I know. It gets stares, so I'm not ashamed in the least. Like I said, I usually come here with nothing on anyway. Why don't you pull yours off and then we'll be equal?" he suggested. "Um, no thanks, I'm good," I stammered. I hated to think of measuring mine up to his monster, anyway. I looked over at him and he was stroking his still stiffening penis. The thick foreskin was sliding over and back exposing, and then hiding the purple mushroom-shaped head of his cock. "I really think you ought to take that towel off now. It's better for your skin. Plus, I hate to feel underdressed," he said. He scooted closer to me. I began to feel intensely nervous, and was seriously considering getting up to leave. His cock still held my rapt attention, though I started to lean away, bracing myself with my hand on the opposite side of the bench. "No, really. I...I'm ok. I should probably get out anyway, so I don't get too dehydrated." I started to get up, then he snatched the towel off my in one clean jerk. "Hey! C'mon, give that back, James," I said. "Easy, easy. Let's play a little game. If you win, you get the towel back and you can leave," he said. "What happens if I lose?" I asked, suddenly feeling very exposed, despite being a room full of dense steam. "Oh, well, we'll jump off that bridge when we get to it," he smirked. "Plus, I don't think you're feeling all that out-of-sorts with that cock of yours standing straight up, anyway," he followed. "Ok, come on-what do I do?" I asked hastily. "I'll bet you I can make you suck my cock without using my hands," he said. My eyes pinwheeled. "Are you kidding me? Why would I agree to that?!" I shot back. "Because it's your only way out of here. You gonna run out of here naked? Come on, I'm sure you'll do fine. Unless you don't think you're capable of the task," he said. The childish tone of the challenge seemed ridiculous, but I found myself agreeing anyway. "Alright, fine. What do I have to do?" I asked. "Ok. Sit right up there in the corner." I did what I was told. "Good," he said. "Now you just have to stay there for two minutes." It seemed easy enough. My dick was still at attention, but the fear was beginning to shrink it a bit. Sitting in the corner on the top of the bench, he climbed up, straddling my legs. His cock was still hardening, partially soft, but thick and angry looking. It pointed directly at my face and I couldn't look away from it. It was as if he was pointing a gun to my head. The head of his cock was now halfway exposed without him touching it at all. The foreskin actually drooped away slightly underneath his huge penis and made the whole shaft look even thicker and more menacing than it already was. Veins popped out from all sides, wrapping around the rod like vines toward the thinned forest of hair at the hilt. The large testicles hung lower than they looked like they ought. He started to move closer and I reflexively moved up my hands in defense. "Uh uh...you can't use your hands either," he scolded. "Oh, come on!" I started to say, and then he sprang his fat cock forward toward my mouth. I quickly shut my lips and turned my head to the side. He withdrew slightly, the side of his long dick sliding along the side of my cheek. "Ooh, that was close. Remember, hands down! Now we have to start the clock again," he said. I started to protest, turning my face to him, and his thick dick thrusted forward again. It met my lips and now was fully erect. It had a heady, musky scent to it that was only accentuated by the heat and steam of the room. I never much like how I smelled after a workout and my wife certainly never did, though this was different. There was a mild aphrodisiac quality to it that made me slowly softening penis suddenly spring to life. This caused me to lose focus for a moment and loosen my lip muscles. At the same moment, he took one of his feet and moved it over to my own cock, causing me to gasp. It was at this moment that he took his opportunity. His hips bucked forward and the massive tool plunged past my lips into my mouth. "There it is! I new I'd get it in there before long! Too bad for you! I win...now I get the spoils. Suck this cock, boy!" I mumbled in protest, but for some reason, still kept my arms down like I was playing the game. His hips started rhythmically move in and out. I had my first taste of cock. As repulsed as I was initially, I retained some curiosity about it and it wasn't unpleasant. In fact, I was becoming more aroused by the moment. Ashamed of this, I masked my arousal by acting like I was ethically obeying the rules of the game. I made an angry look up at him in mock protest, but I was losing myself to this act of rape at the same time. I couldn't call it rape. I was allowing it to happen as much as he was making me do it. "That's right. Suck that cock. Take it all the way in. I want you to enjoy this dick," he said. I obeyed and allowed it to slide in and out of my open mouth. He withdrew just out of reach of my lips and my mouth stayed open. I saw small beads of pre-cum oozing from the tip. "Stick out your tongue, boy," he said. I obeyed again, and he touched the tip of his throbbing penis to my tongue, dripping the thick fluid into my mouth. It tasted slightly salty, but largely tasteless. It created a long line of stretched-out fluid like a spider's web as he pulled his dick away from my mouth. He then plunged it back in and it touched the back of my throat. It wasn't even halfway in my mouth. "That it, son. You're doing great." He grabbed his dick with one hand, and grabbed the back of my head with the other. "Now, you're going to learn to take it all in," he said. His huge penis began to move in and out of my mouth, each time pressing harder against the back of my throat. It made me gag quickly. With each gag, he kept it there, applying no further pressure until the reflex abated. My hands reflexively sprung to his hips to keep from pushing his cock further down my throat. "Breathe through your nose. Relax. That's it. Take this big cock, boy. Suck that dick." Each thrust was going further and further in until I was sure I'd check and started resisting more. This made him increase his pace and he put both his hands on either side of my head, grasping my hair. By hands pushing against his hips were useless as he had all the leverage. He was grunting with each thrust, saying over and over, "Yeah! Suck that cock, boy. Take that big fat dick! You're going to take my load, aren't you, boy? That's right, I'm going to shoot my cum all over your face." I looked up, appalled. I hadn't considered that. He was going to cum, and I was going to be forced to take it all. His thrusts became more deliberate. "I know you can't take the whole thing. You're doing great! Now you're going taste a real man's cum in your mouth! Yeah! Here it comes!" he grunted loudly. With one hand still holding my head, he pulled his throbbing cock out of my mouth with his other. It glistened with saliva and his sweat as it poured off his chin and his chest. He held it tightly and then jets of semen shot out into my waiting mouth. His cock jerked as it spewed pulses of cum in the air and grunted loudly. His sweat fell on my face as the cum splattered my face. Some got in my eyes and hair. I couldn't believe he could cum so much. It seemed like thirteen or fourteen shots of cum hit me. He then pulled my face to his red and angry tool and said, "Yeah, that's it. Lick that cum off me. Lick it all off my fat cock." I did as I was told, amazed that I was being so submissive. The cum was thick on my tongue and tasted saltier than the previous drops of lubricant he'd placed on there beforehand. It wasn't disgusting. I was drunk with the feeling of being dominated by this man and wouldn't think of denying him now. His penis began to soften and withdraw into its sheath of foreskin. I could feel the thick semen dripping from my chin. My eyes burned terribly from the combination of cum and sweat now flooding them, but I couldn't move. He said, "You did real good, son. Now go clean your face up. I'm sure your eyes are burning." He chuckled as he stepped down to the floor. I heard him plop onto the bench as I plunged the towel into the water and wiped my face with it. Finally, able to see, I looked back where I'd been only a moment before. I saw James relaxed against the bench; his now flaccid but still reddened cock lay lifeless between his legs. I couldn't believe this had just happened to me. Just then, the door to the steam room opened and a tall man entered the room. Looking around, he saw James, naked on the bench, and then myself hovering over the water bucket, also naked, but with an erection that wouldn't go away. "Well, what happened in here?" he asked. The other towel was thrown around the floor and drops of semen still lay oozing down my chest and abdomen. "Oh, not much," said James. "Just holding a little lecture in here. Kevin here learns real quick. He sure can hold his end of a bargain." "Well that's good to know. You look like you had fun in here, James. How've you been?" he asked. "You know each other?" I asked, shocked. "Oh yeah," said James. "He works here at the spa and gets a little action like I do on occasion. Looks like you've got some good timing today. Kevin here just got broken in." I was frantically looking around the room now between the two of them. "I'm Mike, by the way, Kevin. Nice to meet you," he said as he started walking toward me. His hand moved to the knot on his towel. The Steam Room Disclaimer - This story contains non-consensual / forced acts & all participants are over the age of 18. I'd started at a new gym just recently and after each workout, I'd go relax in the steam room. There was one guy that seemed to be there every time that I was, which to be honest, made me slightly wary. 'It's just a guy relaxing.' I'd tell myself. One time though, I found out what he was really doing in there. **** The steam room was quite a large one and had plenty of turns and corners so that you could sit in a private area, if you didn't want to mix with the people already there. Kind of like a private booth in a bar. After a particular gruelling workout, I'd gone through the twists and turns to the furthest private corner and sat down to relax, in the peace and quiet. Ten minutes or so must have gone by when I opened my eyes and was shocked to see a guy sat opposite me - stroking his dick! My eyes of course, immediately went to his bulging penis. It must have been about eight inches long and was incredibly fat. My mouth fell open at the girth and I immediately placed a hand over mine. I looked up to the guys face and realised that it was the same guy I'd seen in there, time and time again. "What the hell?" I muttered under my breath. I stood up and started to walk past him, in a bid to get the hell out of there, but as I passed him, he grabbed my towel from behind and yanked it away - leaving me stark naked! "What the fuck?" I spun around to face him. "It's just me and you in here boy. No-one else." He grinned at me. Fully aware that my cock was on show, I made a grab for the towel that was in his hand. This, I realised afterwards, was the wrong move to make, as it allowed him to catch me off balance and as I fell to the side, I ended up resting over a half height tiled wall, my arms taking the brunt of my fall and my ass in a perfect position for him. I felt him come up behind me quickly and before I had time to move, I felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me down further, bending me over the wall even more. He pushed his thick erect cock on to my ass - trapping me between the wall and himself. "Get the f.." "Shut the fuck up." He growled in my ear, startling me. "I know this is what you want. You think I didn't see you looking at me each time you saw me? Huh?!" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Yes you do. Now spread your legs and start begging." "What?" "You heard me!" He shouted at me. "And while you're begging me to take your sweet ass, you can call me daddy." "Look, you sick .." THWACK! "Ow!!" I yelped out. THWACK! His hand came down hard on my ass for the second time. "What did I tell you to call me?" He shouted at me. "No. Stop.." I gulped THWACK! "Fuck!" I shouted out loud and felt my eyes well up with tears at the sting, my cock, however, began to tingle. He trailed his finger between my ass cheeks and pushed me further down, making my ass even more accessible. "Say it." He growled at me. "No." I mumbled, ashamed of what was happening. I gritted my teeth as he pushed a finger against my ass hole. I squirmed, trying to escape, but he wasn't having any of it. With one thrust, the pressure increased and his finger slipped in to my ass. "Urgggh." I grunted. As he moved his finger around, I was shocked to find that I actually liked the feeling. My cock began to stiffen. How could I enjoy this? I wasn't gay, and he was practically forcing himself on me! He must have known what had happened as he grabbed my now fully hard cock with his other hand. "I knew it." He chuckled. He shoved his finger further in to me and started to rub on a certain spot, making me moan out loud. "Ohhh." I gulped as I moaned. "Yeah .. You like that don't you?" He moved his finger against the spot again, making me moan louder and for longer. Maybe this was all he wanted? Maybe it'd be over soon, I thought to myself. "Say it. Call me Daddy." He grunted at me, moving his finger around. "Daddy... Please daddy." I moaned out. I heard him spit then felt him jiggle his cock behind me, against my bum. He'd obviously rubbed his spit along it. I pushed my ass back, on to his finger. I wanted him to focus on this, I wanted him to finger fuck my ass. I didn't want him to actually fuck me. "You want more, huh?" "Oh yes Daddy. Fuck my ass with your finger." I groaned. "Don't stop ..." I gasped as he pushed a second finger against my hole. "Don't you worry boy. I'm not stopping. I want to see you shoot your load everywhere." "Ohh yes. Make me cum daddy." I moaned again as his second finger popped through. He gave me only a second of pleasure before withdrawing both fingers. I felt something else prod at the tip of my entrance. His hands grabbed my cheeks and spread them wide apart, then I felt his warm fleshy cock rest at my ass hole. "No!" I jerked forward, not wanting this. "Don't you tell me no!" He growled at me. "I can do what I want with you, when I want. Do you understand?" "No... Stop." I struggled. I felt him shift his weight as he positioned himself. He still had my cheeks spread apart and he pushed me forwards, further over the wall. He placed his cock at the top of my virgin ass hole and pressed hard. This time, I didn't protest. I couldn't, because as I stood there, bracing myself, I realised that I was actually enjoying the feeling of his cock against my ass hole. I liked the pressure that I could feel. I grabbed hold of my own hard cock, thinking of being fucked in the ass, and began to pump it slowly. As he pushed at my entrance harder, I moaned out loud as the pressure increased and the feeling was amazing. "Fuck boy. You've never been fucked up here, have you?" He grunted with each word. "It feels so good daddy." I whispered. I no longer wanted to protest. It felt too good. "Of course it does. Now, push out." I pushed my ass out, I felt my hole opening and then I felt the tip of his head enter me. I grunted out loud and immediately squeezed my cheeks together. Wrong move - I sucked more of his cock inside of me by squeezing my cheeks! "Arggghh!" I cried out loud. "Oh fuck!!" "Yes. Yes boy. Daddy's going to fuck you good." He pushed himself further until he was all the way in. His balls resting against me. Quicker than his entrance, he withdrew himself, leaving just his soft head in. It left me with a gaping hole, feeling empty. I wanted him back. "Please daddy." I moaned. "Please what?" "Put it back, daddy." I begged him. He sunk himself back in to me. With all his length inside of me, he breathed deeply. Slowly, he began to move in and out of me, torturing me. I shuddered. It felt so fucking good. I didn't want it to end. He withdrew from me, leaving the emptiness again. I groaned with disappointment and pleasure as he kept pushing and withdrawing to his tip. He thrust himself all the way in with one quick movement making me gasp in pain. "Ohhh!" I shuddered as I felt a sensation that was far too good to ignore. "Is that good? You like it, huh?" "Yes, daddy. Yes I do." "Tell me you want it." He instructed me. "Oh I want it daddy." I moaned. "How much do you want it?" He whispered, withdrawing ever so slowly, sending a tingle through me. "Fuck me daddy! Fuck me!!" I begged him, desperate for more. "Fuck me ass." My cock seemed to harden even more as I spoke and I nudged my ass back, forcing more of his cock in to me. He laughed as I kept nudging my ass back, wanting him. "You're my bitch now. Do you understand? Whenever I want you, I will have you." This wasn't part of the plan, I thought. But I still replied with, "Yes daddy." I closed my eyes and revelled in the sensation of having his huge cock deep in my ass. It hurt so fucking much but it also felt so fucking good. I'd never felt anything like this. I was getting closer to climaxing. I didn't want this to end. Ever! I focused on the pounding that my ass was getting by his fat meaty cock. Anyone could walk in and spot us right now, but I didn't care. The thought of someone seeing us excited me more. My cock throbbed. "I'm going to cum daddy! Make me cum!" "Where do you want me to cum son?" He asked me. "In my ass daddy"! Cum in my fucking ass!" I shouted in frustration, as he pounded my ass harder and harder with each thrust. "OHHH FUCKK!" I yelled and moaned at the same time. The thought of daddy's cum in my ass was too much for me and I spurted my load over the cold tiled wall. I felt his cock thicken and knew he was going to blow inside of me. "Say it!" He grunted as he thrust in me. "Cum. In. My. Ass!" I gasped. "CUM IN MY ASS!" I begged him. "You're mine now. You're mine for the taking!" I looked at him over my shoulder and realised he meant every word. The thought excited me. My cock tingled at the thought of us doing this again and I begged him once more. "Fuck me wherever you want daddy! Just fill my ass with your cum. I want it in my ass!" And I really did. He burrowed his cock deep in me one final time and I felt his hot load spurt inside of me. He grunted as he emptied himself, then slumped over me to catch his breath. He pulled himself out a few seconds later, ever so slowly, torturing my insides even more, and I felt the large gaping hole once more. My ass was sore and hurt but my cock was rock hard again. He chucked as he saw my erect cock. "I knew you'd love it." He laughed at me. Then he walked out the door and left me feeling well and truly fucked. The Steam Room I sit in the UV-lit warm, sweaty environment of the steam room. Guys surround me either side. I can see the tiny droplets of sweat slowly glistening on their smooth pecs. I want to lick them. The one next to me has a silver chain and is dark-haired. Probably in his late twenties. Nice slim figure. The bloke opposite is more of a 'bear' - a nice hairy torso. Curly, sprightly dark chest hairs and an impressive cuddly beard to go with. I make eye contact with the Bear opposite. He looks me up and down and stares at my ever growing hard-on outlined by my tightly wrapped towel. I slouch backwards slightly on the wet bench so to make my erection appear more pronounced. I see the Bear gently lick his lips. I notice the dark haired chap next to me also gently eyeing me up. He wants and desires me. These things are easy to pick up on in a gay sauna. I feel him try to make eye contact with me to gain permission to touch me. I simply play hard to get and close my eyes. Almost immediately I feel the light flicker of a tongue across my right nipple. I then groan slightly as I feel teeth gently nibble away at my sensitive nipple. The sensations drive me wild. I open my eyes as I see the dark-haired man gently fondle my stiffening cock now tenting my towel. He is quite vigorous in playing with my cock head but I do not mind. He puts his hands in between the towel as I note the feeling of smooth skin wrapped around my gently pulsating cock. He then completely unwraps the towel so that I am now sitting naked. I feel his hot mouth gently envelope my cock head. It is so warm and inviting inside I wish I could stay like this forever. I feel his tongue gently manipulate my cock head inside his mouth pushing it to and fro. At the same time he uses his hand to gently work my shaft up and down. I feel the pressure surging through my cock. I do not want to cum yet so I gently stroke his sleek black hair, tug on it and pull his head up. I gently kiss his soft lips and then thrust my tongue into his hot mouth. His right hand then starts playing with my left nipple, gently pinching it as we passionately kiss. As we do this I start to feel my feet being played with and kissed gently. My big toe is then being gently sucked. The sensations are surprisingly intense and make me clench my body. It is the Bear who has come in to join the fun. I momentarily break away from kissing the dark haired man and watch as the Bear proceeds to massage my calf muscles as he kneels down in front of me and slowly makes his way in between my legs. I spread my legs further to extend the invitation into my pleasure area and with this he smiles at me gently. What then happens is just pure ecstasy. I let out a loud moan as my manhood is completely sucked into this great Bear's mouth in one go! I hear him gag slightly and feel the resulting saliva lubricating my cock head at the back of his throat. He gently rubs my smooth balls together as he moves his mouth up my shaft and straight back down again. The feeling of being deep-throated is driving me crazy. The dark haired chap next to me also watches in amazement at the oral skills of the Bear. He continues rubbing my chest in sweeping, circular motions as I proceed closer to my climax. I am unable to control my climax any longer and shoot my load at the back of the Bear's throat. The ecstasy seems prolonged and I am unable to contain my squeals of delight. My body shudders with each shot of cum that pours forward from my cock. I continue to feel the vacuum-like sucking of the Bear's throat, I grip the Bear's head by the ears and pull him in closer towards me. He continues to gag on my still pulsating cock. I tell him, 'I want every last drip swallowed'. He grunts in pleasurable agreement. My body writhes uncontrollably as he continues to suck me dry. I then hear him take a deep breath as he comes off my now limp cock. I am exhausted and lay down on the bench with my head over the lap of the dark haired man next to me. The Bear retreats back to the bench opposite and rubs his nipples as he appears to catch his breath back. The man next to me tells me , 'I want to fuck your mouth and use it as my hot pussy'. I happily acquiesce to his demands and bend my head backwards on his thigh as he proceeds to insert his solid cock into my mouth. He gently at first thrusts his cock in and out of my mouth. I feel myself gurgling as I rub my nipples. I reach up with my arms around his firm buttocks to push him further into me. I feel myself gag and my eyes water, this seems to make him more excited and he proceeds to thrust faster into my mouth. I feel his body start to tense up, his groans becoming more and more frequent as I then hear him suddenly pause and feel a trickle of sticky fluid powerfully hit the back of my throat. He lets out a sigh of satisfied pleasure and continues to fuck me in the mouth. After he is done he bends towards me, kisses me gently on the lips and whispers ,'Thank you', in my ears as he then wraps his towel around his smooth body and walks out of the steam room. I turn my head to see the bear still staring at me, gently stroking his cock. There is a dead eyed, almost primal look in his face as he stares at me intensely. His hand movements around his hairy cock fasten. He then walks up to me whilst I am still lying on the bench. I turn my face upwards as I look up at the bears cock head staring at me directly in the face. I smell the musky aroma of his sweaty balls and pre-cum, the smell stirring my own cock. He bellows as he squeezes his cum into my mouth. I lap up the sweet juices from around his beautifully shaped glistening cock head. It's a huge amount of cum and some sprays on my cheeks and trickles down the corners of my mouth. He continues pulling at his cock squeezing every last drop and rubbing his cock head onto my moist lips. He bends down and kisses me with his furry lips, whispers, 'You did well, son', and then like the man before wraps his towel around his slightly hairy but muscular butt and walks out of the steam room and closes the door behind him. I lay there still stroking my body as I relive what had just happened. Exhausted and in the steamy conditions I fall asleep. I wake up with feeling of a hand gently stroking my head... The Steam Room Last year, I spent a few days in Paris with work. On my penultimate day there, my meetings finished unexpectedly early, so I figured I'd head back to the hotel and go for a swim in the pool before heading out that evening to meet some colleagues for dinner. When I got to the pool, I was pleased to see I had the place to myself. It was maybe 4pm by this time and the hotel was pretty much deserted. I slid into the warm water and began swimming lengths. After fifteen minutes or so, a young couple entered—a girl and a guy—but rather than getting into the pool, they draped their towels over a couple of loungers and laid there, intermittently whispering to each other and giggling. I'd seen them in the bar the previous night: they were Spanish, I think, or maybe Italian, in their late teens or early twenties. They had the air of backpackers, although I didn't know what they were doing in an expensive hotel like that. Treating themselves, maybe, after a few months in hostels, before heading home. I'd been swimming for another ten minutes when another guy got into the pool. Swimming was less enjoyable now I didn't have the pool to myself—it wasn't that big—so after a little while I pulled myself out of the water and headed into the adjacent steam room. In the warm, wet steam room, I could no longer hear the noises from the pool. It was dark in there, illuminated only by LED lights in the ceiling alternately glowing red, yellow, green, blue. I lay down and imagined the steam somehow washing away the residual toxins from the previous night's drinking. I thought about the young Italian (or Spanish) couple, and how they were probably going to fuck when they got back to their room; or maybe they'd fucked before coming to relax by the pool? Or both. By this point I was beginning to fall asleep and, also, was beginning to get an erection in my wet swimming trunks. That was when the couple themselves walked in. They sat themselves down a few feet away from me, and pretty much immediately started making out. I ignored it at first: I figured if they didn't feel uncomfortable, there was damn well no reason why I should. At the same time, though, I couldn't help making surreptitious glances in their direction. There was no denying they were a very attractive young couple: both had slim, smooth, toned bodies, hers more tanned than his. Her long, dark brown tousled hair framed her pretty features beautifully, while her black tie-side bikini showed off her pert breasts and perky round ass. She was turned away from me, his lips on her neck and hands around her body; and as I took another glance at them, his eyes caught mine. Without breaking eye contact with me, he effortlessly untied her bikini top and pulled it down slightly, exposing her boobs. To him, at least: they were still tantalisingly out of view from where I was sitting. Maybe this is considered normal behaviour in Italy, I thought. Or Spain. She giggled as he moved his lips down her chest. She turned around, and flashed me a smile. I felt a stirring in my trunks, and as I did so a fat drop of water fell from the ceiling and splashed against my cock. I shifted my legs slightly so they wouldn't make out my growing boner. I heard him whisper something to her. She laughed and whispered something back. Then, she stood up, before kneeling down in front of him. I tried not to stare too obviously as she kissed his thighs, working her way up slowly before arriving at the large bulge in his tight white trunks. I turned around then: I figured they clearly didn't mind being looked at. I watched as she pulled the waistband of his trunks down and his long, thick cock bounced out, almost slapping her in the face. She held it in one hand, running her tongue up and down his shaft, before taking him in her mouth as he let out a groan of pleasure. He turned to me and grinned. I smiled back, politely. He gripped her long, dark brown, tousled hair in his fist and pulled it back, so that I had a better view of her pretty face and his large dick. The gesture was not unappreciated, and I felt my own cock stiffen, straining against the tight wet fabric of my trunks. She took his cock out of her mouth and stood up, facing him. He pulled down her bikini top and tossed it to one side, showing off his girlfriend's gorgeous tits. He put his hands on her ass and kissed her pierced navel. Then he stood up, took her in his arms and whispered something into her ear. Again, she giggled, and nodded. Now she was walking over to me, then standing in front of me as she had stood in front of him seconds earlier. I looked up at her. We both smiled. Again, she got down on to her knees. She put her hand between my legs, feeling my hard cock in my trunks. I felt my heart beat faster as she looked up at me, smiling. She pulled my trunks down to my ankles. I gasped as she took my cock in her mouth. I looked at her boyfriend, worried he might be angry. But, on the contrary, he nodded and smiled. We both laughed. He stood there, watching his girlfriend suck my dick, his own boner sticking out of the waistband of his trunks. Then he sat down next to me, our thighs almost touching. While keeping one hand on my leg, the girl leant over and resumed giving him head. He made a satisfied "Aaah!" sound, and threw one arm over my shoulder in a friendly manner. While continuing to suck him off, his girlfriend took my dick in her right hand and started wanking me. Then she swapped, sucking my cock while jerking his. We stayed like this for a while, her swapping back and forth between the two of us. The door to the steam room opened. I looked up anxiously, worried it might be a hotel employee. For a second I wondered if they had CCTV cameras in here? But it turned out to be the guy from the pool, whom I'd completely forgotten about. He raised his eyebrows when he saw us, but otherwise didn't seem surprised by what was going on. He and the other guy, who was currently receiving what I knew from personal experience was an excellent blowjob, even shared a little nod of recognition. Did they know each other? The young lady, meanwhile, didn't stop what she was doing for a second. Good girl, I thought. The guy from the pool was a little older than me, early to mid thirties I'd guess, tanned and well-built. He stood there for a little while, silently watching us, in his square-cut black trunks, before pulling out an absolutely enormous semi-erect penis. He put the two of us younger men to shame, and neither of us were exactly under-endowed. He began slowly jerking his magnificent dick, which stiffened and grew even bigger in his fist. He sat down to the right of the younger guy, watching the girl suck our cocks and wanking. I wondered whether she'd go down on him, too? But then the younger guy leant over, and the next thing I knew he was sucking the older guy's dick. For a while, me and the older guy sat side by side as the young couple sucked us off, my cock in her mouth, his cock in his. Then they swapped round: the girl gave head to the older guy, while her boyfriend took my cock in his mouth. Nothing would have surprised me by this point. The two of them, it has to be said, were absolutely superb at sucking cock, despite their young age. The boy was really getting into it, jerking my shaft and squeezing my balls as he sucked me furiously. I was on the verge of blowing my load in the young man's mouth when he abruptly stopped sucking me, stood up, and grabbed his girlfriend by the shoulders. He turned her round, him on his feet, her on his knees, the two of them facing each other, while jerking his long smooth cock. After a few seconds, he let out a moan as he exploded on to his girlfriend's beautiful tits. "Fuck!" he exclaimed, in perfect English, shoving his still-hard cock back into his tight briefs. The girl stayed where she was, her boyfriend's cum slowly dripping down her boobs. The boy beckoned the older guy. Seeming to know what to do (they must know each other, I thought, but how?) he stood up and positioned himself in front of the girl. The younger guy took that monster cock in his hand and started jerking him off furiously. The girl looked up at the two of them, a sweet smile on her face, pushing her boobs together, inviting this man—friend? Stranger?—to cum on her. And soon enough, before long her boyfriend was making the older guy shoot an absolutely enormous load all over those perky young tits. It seemed to go on forever: I lost count after the sixth or seventh shot. When he finally did finish, the three of them turned to me. Shit, I thought. Me next! How can I compete with that? I stood up. My cock was throbbing and my heart was beating fast in my chest. I walked towards them, positioning myself in front of the kneeling girl as the two guys before me had done. The older guy grabbed my shoulders, holding me still, as his younger associate grabbed my dick in his hand and again began jerking furiously. "Do it, man!" said the younger guy to me. "Cum on her titties!" It was the first actual sentence he'd spoken in English, and it succeeded in pushing me over the edge: the next thing I knew I was indeed cumming all over his girlfriend's titties. Well, I don't like to boast, but I managed to shoot a pretty decent-size load; helped, no doubt, by the fact I hadn't jerked off for a couple of days. By the time I had finished, I was pleased to see the girl's breasts were completely covered in our cum. She stood up, and her boyfriend kissed her passionately. Without saying another word, the two of them walked out of the steam room, holding hands, pausing only for her to pick her bikini top off the floor. I heard them using the showers by the pool. The older guy laughed to himself, and nodded at me before also leaving. I stayed behind in the steam room for another five minutes or so, wondering what the fuck had just happened and what I should do next. My cock was still hard in my trunks. Eventually, my boner began to subside, and I stepped back into the pool area. The others had left by this point, and again I had the place to myself. I figured I'd swim a while longer. I never saw any of them again after that. The following night, I flew back to London. The Steam Room Ch. 02 My name is Conner, I'm a business traveler and I like to get off with other men. Although, I'm not totally gay, you could technically call me a bisexual. I'm middle age and in good shape. I have pretty good luck picking up good looking men in hotels, bars and gyms. One night last week, I took the long flight to the east coast and made my way to the hotel. After checking in went to my room. Feeling wide awake, because of the time difference, I knew it was too early for bed. Looking for something to do in the hotel guide I found a jacuzzi and steam room in the gym. I stripped down, pulled on my swimsuit, the hotel embossed bath robe and made my way to the elevator. The elevator opened to the roof top pool and gym. The large glass windows over looked the city, it was a beautiful setting. The area was dimly lit and well appointed with tables and chairs. A very romantic setting. Too bad I was alone. At 2:00 AM local time, finding me there alone I stripped out of the bathrobe and entered the jacuzzi. I slowly eased my way to the seat near a water jet and sat down. I relaxed for a few minutes letting the hot water ease my stress. Whenever in a jacuzzi or steam room my thoughts always drift to sex. This time was no different. I leaned my head back dreamt of erotic thoughts. Wet kissing. Broad shoulders. Hard cocks. Penetrating fingers. And tasteful cum. My hand made it's way deep into my trunks finding a harding cock. With my trunks pulled down I closed my eyes and started some serious stroking. My thoughts drifted to my encounter in another gym. I was thinking of the young man sucking my cock and then fucking me from behind. Startled, my eyes opened and my head turned as I heard the door open. Then I heard a female giggle as they entered the area. Quickly I tried to pull my trunks up as they came my way. A handsome couple walked towards me, wearing their hotel robes and caring a bottle of wine. Arriving at edge of the jacuzzi the woman asked if I would mind, that they join me. I smiled at her and said "Please do". Her man, dropped his robe reveling his hard chest and arms an a bright blue speedo stuffed with his "package". He was tall and thin with just a tad of hair on his chest. The young lady, a short haired blonde, an hour glass figure and well formed big fake tits, folded her robe placing it in the chair. She was wearing a white bikini and a fabulous smile. He helped her enter the jacuzzi and the two of them took the seats across from me. We did a short introduction and their comments where much the same as my thoughts of the romantic setting we were all now sharing. They opened their wine bottle and looked confused as they had forgot the glasses. With another giggle Tanya brought the bottle to her lips and then passing it to Mark. It was obvious the wine was not their first bottle of the night. Then I noticed Tanya's white bikini top had become opaque in the water. I could see her dark nipples penetrating through the white fabric. I felt my cock's fascination in her, being aroused. Mark stood with the bottle and said; " Please excuse my bad manners, but would you care for some wine?" I was not looking at the wine, but Mark's bulging cock. I told him thank you and took a drink of the Merlot wine, thinking that something was about to happen to me and I wanted to be apart of this party. So I took a sip of the wine, which by the way was wonderful. To my amazement, Mark sat down next to me and asked Tanya to join us. The lovely woman stood and stepped to our side. She sat down next to me and took the bottle from me and took another drink. She then passed the bottle across my chest to Mark. As Tanya withdrew her hand from the bottle neck she let her finger nails slip across my nipples. My eyes immediately fell onto her hand as I watched her touch her own nipples. Her leg moved to where it was now touching mine. I looked at Mark seeking his reactions to Tanya's moves. He smiled as his leg touched mine. With a smile of my own, I placed a hand on each of their legs. With all of our intentions fully disclosed, the sexual exploration continued. Just that quick Mark had his hand in my trunks squeezing my harding cock. I placed my arms around the two of them and pulled their bodies closer to mine. Tanya attacked my nipples with her hands and lips, while Mark pulled down my trunks freeing my now hard cock. I lifted Tanya's face to see if she would kiss me. I pulled her closer to my lips until we met. A different taste entered my mouth as her tongue parted my lips. My free hand found the soft fabric of her bikini bottom and I twisted my finger through it's leg opening finding a hot and wet pussy. She ground her bone hard, on my wrist as I finger fucked her. Mark had crawled in between my legs, kneeling in the water. I felt him going under the water and slipping my cock head in his mouth briefly. The two of them where about you eat me alive. So many sensations going on at one time caused me to have a pre mature ejaculation. Mark, had just came up for air when I balls started to blow. I shuttered as my cock quivered and shot my cum. Tanya must of thought I was trying to get away from her, so she disengaged from our passionate kissing and finger fucking. Not a minute to soon either. A hotel employee was just entering through the door . He asked if he could bring us anything. Mark still in his suit declined for us all and the man quickly left. Later I wondered if he saw us before opening the clear glass door. As the door closed I quickly pulled up my trunks and Tanya adjusted herself. We started passing the wine around once again. Tanya and Mark seemed like they where still on fire, so I asked them if we should go into the steam room and continue. With that said, we all grabbed our bath robes and the wine bottle and went down the hall to the secluded steam room. The steam room was nine by seven foot, with the usual double tile benches. Tanya slipped out of her bottoms and top and climbed to the top bench. She turned and sat spreading her legs wide. With her fingers she parted her pussy and asked Mark to lick her. Mark and I stripped in five seconds. Mark leaned into her from the floor. Holding his balance with his hands and arms he started eating her out. Tanya already excited from my finger fucking held his face tight against her cunt. I had sat down on the first bench and noticed Mark's cock dangling, half hard as he was bending over eating Tanya. I moved over under him, leaning on my elbow I took his cock into my mouth. Mark's cock tasted of chlorine, never the less I quickly tried to wash the cock with my mouth watering excitement. When almost to drown, I spit it out and continued sucking his gorgeous cock. I was really getting into eating that guy's cock when I felt a foot on the side of my chest. I looked up, it was Tanya trying to push me away from my evening snack. The cock popped out of my mouth and Mark stepped closer to Tanya. She guided his cock into her wet and waiting cunt. I stood up next to Mark and watched the two fucking each other. I was jealous that Tanya was going to get her pussy sprayed with Mark's cum, rather than my mouth. Tanya took my hand, pulling it to her clit. I used my thumb to rub her button. My fingers trickled towards Mark's cock. Feeling the hot wet slickness of her juices running over his cock excited me. I had to have it. I lowered my tongue and flicked the woman' s clit. I could hear her moaning with another bucking orgasm. Then I heard Mark saying that he was about to cum. I held my mouth open wide, facing his direction right above the cock and cunt. I noticed Mark stopping his thrusts into her cunt. He was just starting to fill her with this come. I held my position, mouth open. Suddenly Mark withdrew his cock from Tanya's pussy, sending a squirting stream of cum my way. The cum landed on my face. Mark stuck his cock into my open mouth. I tasted his cum immediately, so I closed my lips tight around his cock and began slowly milking him of every last drop. We gathered our breath and composure covering our naked bodies with our hotel robes. I placed my trunks in the pocket as we made our way out of the gym to the elevator. I asked my sexy new friends what floor they were on. Mark replied "9 please". When the door opened the two of them stepped out, I followed. Mark smiled at me. I told him this was my floor. We all laughed. I stopped at my room. Tanya kissed me good night. Mark hugged me, but as he did I felt his hand grab my cock under my robe. The next morning I had a phone call. Mark, wanted to know what time I had to leave. I told him. Mark said that Tanya was getting ready for the day and that would take an hour. I told him to come on down. The Steam Room Ch. 02 As Mike strolled leisurely toward me, I backed up into the corner next to the Steam Box. No doubt sensing my rapidly increasing anxiety of the situation, James got up and walked toward the door, blocking my only exit. They both had evil grins on their faces and confidence was flowing from them freely. "Why don't we just relax a little bit and get a little better acquainted," Mike said. "Hot in here, isn't it? Here, have some water." He offered the bottle of water to me, but despite my dehydration I was still trying to figure a way out of the predicament. "Thanks, but I really should be going. My wife is waiting for me upstairs," I said as I started to walk around him. He placed his hand on my chest and blocked my way. "Hold on. I'm sure she's taking full advantage of our hospitality here and it relaxing after a day on the slopes. Why don't you let her have a breather. You look like you need one as well. Have some water," he said, offering me the water again and apparently trying to herd me into sitting on the bench. I took the water, gulped down almost half of it right away, and handed the remainder back to him. "Thanks," I said. "No problem, Kevin. Here, have a seat," he said. He was very friendly as he talked, almost comforting given the circumstances. "So how do you like the spa?" he asked. "Well, it's nice. I just wasn't expecting all this. I'm sure that my wife is wondering where I am, so I should probably get back up there. Thanks for the water, though," I said, and braced myself to stand. He was sitting next to me and quickly put his hand on my shoulder. He was easily three or four inches taller than I and more muscular as well. His body presented very little fat and was thin, but the muscles were very well defined and shown even more so with the layer of sweat now dripping from him. "What's the rush? We're just getting acquainted, right?" he said. He then pulled his towel off and offered it to me, standing to face me. "You're sweating like mad, Kevin. Take my towel." I took it and wiped my face with it instinctively. His cock pointed straight at me now as I sat on the bench. He, too was uncircumcised. He was shaved all over and had the appearance of a cyclist. His rippling thighs were in stark contrast to the relatively thin upper body and he had a sharp tan line ceasing halfway down his quadriceps. His penis was semi erect but angled downward a bit. He appeared to be larger than even James was. His smooth balls swung low between his legs. I began to wonder what they put in the water in Utah. I looked over at James who appeared to be enjoying himself leaning against the door. He smiled at me and said, "There now-everyone is more calm now. How do you like that package, Kev? Pretty nice, isn't it?" I glanced up at Mike, still standing in front of me. His hand moved to his stiffening rod and he caressed it gently. I felt my own cock begin to stir. If I had been impressed by James' penis, I was positively envious of Mike's. The combination of his toned, tall body and the huge tool between his legs seemed to be too much good fortune for one man to be graced with. "Would you like to touch it, Kev? I think it likes you," he said. He took half a step toward me, which made me lean back a bit. I had seen this movie once today and knew how it would end. I felt the resistance waning inside me. Still, I didn't like the idea of being taken advantage of twice. I got up quickly and brushed past Mike. James assumed a more defensive posture, blocking my way, and Mike grabbed my left arm from behind. I was spun around and was grappled by two large, naked men and held fast. Mike grabbed me completely from the back and with his arms tightly around my arms and chest, lifted my five-foot ten inch frame easily off the ground as I kicked wildly. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing into my back. James snatched at my feet, finally grabbing the both of them and they carried me to the benches near the steam box. James knocked over the bucket and the remaining water fell into the box, quickly enveloping the room in a dense, opaque cloud of steam. I could see nothing but two large guys in the mist holding me down tightly. I shouted for help, but James stuffed a towel into my mouth. "Relax, Kevin. You know as well as I do that there is no way out right now. Besides, I'm sure you're going to enjoy yourself!" said Mike. Both their cocks were hard as iron and swung menacingly between their legs. Mike suddenly straddled my chest, sitting on me up high, and he pinned my arms tightly at my side. His long, stiff penis touched my chin. I was turning my head from side to side to prevent the inevitable. James was holding down my legs behind Mike. The bench was quite hot underneath me. "Do you need some help there, Mike?" asked James. "Sure, that'd be great. He's playing hard to get. He doesn't realize that it just makes me harder! Open your mouth, boy. I know you want this!" he said, firmly. I resisted, still moving my head from side to side. His cock was simply massive. It seemed about nine inches in length now that it was fully erect, and the thickness was approaching the size of my wrist, which as wrists go was nothing to write home about. But when you have a penis that size, it becomes impressive to say the least. His foreskin barely contained his fat cock head and showed the contours of its mushroom like appearance easily. The foreskin was not as thick as James' was, but there was more mass to fill up the difference. I had never really had any homosexual or bisexual tendencies aside from curiosity, but his cock was truly beautiful to see. I wanted to stare at it and explore it, but I was being raped here, and that had to stop. Suddenly I felt a firm hand on my balls, causing me to yelp. "There we go!" said Mike, and grabbing the back of my head, he plunged his huge hot dick into my mouth. It only went in a few inches at first, but because it angled downward when erect, it allowed for easy entry into my mouth. With James still holding me by the balls, Mike said, "Look, if you don't want your balls crushed, start doing as you're told. Now suck my dick like you did his." He started moving it in and out, getting a little deeper each time. His testicles lay on my neck as he slowly pushed his pulsating cock past my lips. James began to loosen his grip and I could relax a little. "That's better. Suck that cock, boy. You gonna be good, now?" he asked. I nodded, unable to talk with my mouth stretched full. "Good. I'm going to get off you now. If you run for it, you'll regret it, I promise," he said. He then dismounted my chest and James let go of my testicles which now ached significantly. He climbed to the top bench, where I lay and said, "Get on all fours." I did what I was told. He sat down on the bench with his back against the wall. On all fours facing him, he said, "Ok, now take it in your mouth. Suck that thing good." I put my hand gingery around its base and put my mouth over his fat uncut cock. I started bobbing my head up and down on him, savoring his clean smell mingled with sweat, which dripped from my in sheets. He started saying, "Oh yeah that's good. Suck that cock. Take it deeper, boy." He put one hand on the back of my head and pushed me down lightly, which forced his long shaft deeper in my throat, making me gag. At the same time, I felt James behind me caressing my buttocks and suddenly heard what sounded like him spitting and then he began to rub my asshole, sticking one finger inside as he did. I grunted while Mike had his cock deep in my mouth. Everything touched was slick with copious amounts of sweat and the steam was still dense as could be. I felt James leaning against my ass from behind and then some pressure directly on my rectum. Mike had his hand on the back of my head and then I felt James' leg in between my knees and one of his hands on my back, now parallel with the ground. I tried to turn my head around to protest what I knew was coming, but Mike grabbed me roughly by the hair and kept me on his fat cock, making me gag a little as he forced me down on it. "I think James wants a little more now. Let's not be rude. Keep sucking my cock, Kevin. You're doing great," he said. I felt some pressure on my rectum and then James' cock head slid into my virgin ass. I groaned a bit when he entered me. There was a sharp pain, but he moved his dick slowly, allowing me to get used to the thick rod now sliding into me. "Yeah, son. That's it. Let's loosen that ass up a little. Take this dick, boy!" he growled. I kept sucking on Mike's massive tool as James tried harder to push into me. He was clearly having issues with it so he pulled out, grabbed a towel on the floor and briskly walked out of the room for a moment. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be right back. Don't get any ideas. Here, lick my balls. Take them into your mouth," Mike said. He pulled his cock away and pulled me down to his testicles. I sucked on his balls as he moaned in approval. Then James re-entered the room with a small bottle in his hand. As he was walking in, he opened his towel and freed his thick uncut penis, pouring some clear lubricant on it from the bottle. He then assumed his prior position between my legs. Sensing the inevitable, I panicked and tried to hop off the bench, but Mike had me before I got off. He pulled me straight out and my chest and abdomen went flat onto the lower bench. James pushed my ass down and Mike had me by the arms. I then felt James lay on top of me with his thick cock wedging itself into the crack of my ass. "Oh, you're taking this dick alright. Squirming only makes it better", he said. Then I felt him pushing his now slick, hard cock into my asshole. It went in easier but still hurt. He took his time and I tried to lay still, as moving around seemed to cause more discomfort. He began pushing in and out with slow strokes. Now that it was slick, it moved easy and was beginning to feel quite good. I stopped resisting. The combination of heat, sweat, and being ravaged was starting to feel exhilarating. Then James shoved his cock into me until his balls touched my own. I let out a loud, "OH!", and he started laughing. "That feels good, doesn't it, boy? Damn, you've got a tight ass," he said. Mike started chuckling too as he continued to hold my arms down. James was now slowly moving his big dick back and forth inside me. He would nearly remove it completely, and then shove it back in until I thought he'd rip me apart. The pain, which had been excrutiating was now replaced by an endorphin rush and I began to move my ass in time with his thrusts. His thick body still remained completely on top of me and the sweat falling off his body mixed with my own. I began to moan as he plunged his tool inside me, the feeling was just incredible. I had totally succumbed to this. "I think he's getting into it now. Why don't we trade places? Come back here and get some of this," said James and he pulled out of my ass, taking my breath away. As he got up, they didn't have to tell me to stay put. I did that on my own. Mike let go of my arms and walked around behind me. James walked to the water bucket and picked up a towel. Wetting it, he cleaned off his dick and sat near my head, stroking his cock. Mike put on some lube and his magnificent cock glistened in the low light. The steam still permeated the room. He lifted me up and said, "Now, stand facing James and lean over him." I placed both hands on the bench either side of James so that my head hovered only inches from his cock. It was an "assume the position" type stance with my legs apart. I felt Mike hold my hip with one hand and guide his enormous rod into my ass. It entered with much less resistance, but the stretching was beyond anything I'd experienced with James. It was hot and rock hard. The curve of it slid into my ass, and I shouted loudly as he plunged it into my depths. He grabbed my hips with both hands and began moving back and forth. Slowly at first, and then with stronger and faster strokes. Sweat poured off my face onto James' cock as he stroked it. I shouted, "Oh! Oh GOD!" with each of his strokes inside me. It felt like being impaled, but I was loving it. James was talking to me the whole time, repeating over and over, "You like that? Yeah, you love that cock, don't you? You're going to be our bitch. We're going to fuck your tight ass every day you're here." Mike was plowing me with abandon now, slamming his fat cock deep inside me. Finally he started shouting, "Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum! Get on your knees!" He pulled out of my ass and pushed me down on the ground. They both stood in front of me stroking their long dicks inches from my face. James held me by the hair and Mike started grunting loudly while gripping his slick cock in front of my face. It then erupted as jets of thick white semen shot out spraying my face in spasm after spasm. The grip on my head prevented me from turning away and it felt as if my entire face was covered with it. Cum dripped in a torrent down my face and fell to the ground as finally the spray was reduced to a trickle. James began grunting loudly now saying, "Oh yeah, here it comes!" and Mike moved out of the way. "Open your mouth, boy! Open it now!" he shouted, and squeezed his already tight grip on my hair. I howled in pain and he shoved his fat, reddened cock deep into my mouth. I felt his cum spray the back of my throat as he came like a firehose. Cum seemed like it poured out of mouth. His dick pressed against the back of my throat and I gagged, then swallowed what I could of his thick semen. I sat there on my knees as they two men backed away, their long dicks still in their hands. They squeezed the last drops of cum out their cocks and sat down next to each other. I grabbed one of the towels nearby and wiped my face with it. "Nice job, boy," James said. "You did real well. We'll be expecting you here same time tomorrow," he said as Mike chuckled in agreement next to him. I wrapped my towel feebly around my waist and walked through the door. The cold air in the locker room washed over me and I went immediately to the showers. There were two other guys in there, but I could have cared less about modesty at this point. I threw the towel on the floor and showered the remains of the day's activities off. Sweat and semen alike washed down the drain. I dried off with a fresh towel, threw my clothes on and headed back to my room where my wife was sure to be wondering where the hell I had been. When I walked in, she was nowhere to be found. I grabbed a bottle of water I had nearby and guzzled it down. I then fell on the bed in complete exhaustion. My asshole ached and I felt completely depleted of water. I was happy she wasn't in here, lest she pick up on something – perhaps a guilty expression on my face. For now I fell asleep on my back on our bed wondering how I'd get through the next three days. I felt sure to see those guys again. To what end, I couldn't say. The Steam Room Ch. 03 After my exploits of the day I finally began to recover a bit. I had dozed off on my back on the bed and decided to go take a better shower than the hastily performed one in the locker room. Also, I wanted to ensure that any evidence of what had just happened were washed clean. The shower felt wonderful as the warm water cascaded off my body. I washed every inch of myself in a thick lather and began to feel like a real person again. Just then I heard my wife enter the bathroom. "Hey there, sexy!" she said. "Where did you get off to?" Trying to deflect the curiosity, I answered a question with a question. "What about you? I haven't seen you in a couple hours!" I said. It wasn't meant to be a criticism. "Oh, I just felt like walking around the village outside. It was snowing a bit and everything looked so pretty. I got some coffee, looked around at some of the shops. Nothing much. Were you down at the gym this whole time?" she asked. "Uh, yeah. Down at the gym, went to the steam room, that sort of thing," I said. I immediately wanted to grab the words as they came out of my mouth. We trusted each other implicitly, though. She'd never suspect anything illicit happening. "So, how was it?" she asked, walking out of the bathroom. I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, toweling myself off. "It was nice. Got a bit of a workout down there," I said. Boy, I could say that again. "Why don't we go get some dinner? I don't know about you, but I'm starving." I agreed, and when got dressed for dinner. They had one main restaurant in the main hotel where we were. Being more of an all-inclusive resort, we just had to show up and they served us, which was nice. Everyone in the room looked wind-burnt and elated from skiing all day. We both discussed our plans for the next couple days and were loosening up when I saw James enter the room. The hairs on the back of my neck stood at rapt attention. He hadn't seen me and was being seated at a table halfway across the room, alone. I averted my eyes hoping he wouldn't see me, just trying to have a nice conversation with Jane and attempting to hide any hint of concern. I heard a boisterous laugh from the direction of James' table and turning around involuntarily, and saw Mike standing next to James shaking his hand. They looked like they were sharing a laugh, much like you'd see two guys talking about the ball game they just saw. James was dressed casually, like anyone else in the room, but Mike had on slacks and a button down shirt with a pin-on tag affixed to it. I remembered he'd said he worked here, but in what capacity I couldn't say. He didn't look to be part of the wait staff and was probably someone in middle-management. Just then he glanced over in our direction and he saw me. I quickly turned my eyes back to my wife like nothing was wrong. We continued chatting away when a familiar voice pierced our conversation. "How are you folks doing tonight?" he asked. He had one hand on the backs of our chairs. He had the handsome grin and smooth tone of a silver-tongued devil and despite my anxiety, still put me at ease. My wife spoke first. "Fine, thanks. Everything's been great," she said. "Have you two been here before?" he asked. There was no hint or suggestion that anything had happened earlier in the day. "Yes, we came here for our honeymoon a few years ago, and just love the place, so we try to come back once in a while," she replied. "Well that's great!" he said. "Tell you what, my name's Mike and I'm one of the managers here. I'm going to set you up for a full body massage tomorrow, on the house. We always appreciate return customers here and try to take care of them. What room are you two staying in?" he asked. My heart sank. Hopefully he was just trying to be nice and there was nothing mischievous about these doings. I had my doubts. "Wow that would be wonderful! We're in 800, but I'd hate to leave my husband all alone doing nothing, though," she said, raising an eyebrow at me. "Oh, don't worry - we'll find some way to occupy you," he said, glancing over at me. "Anyway, I insist. I'll set everything up right now, how about 8pm tomorrow night down in the spa? Nice to meet you two. Just ask for Mike." As he walked away, Jane turned to me and said, "Well, that was nice! I've wanted a massage since I got here anyway. You don't mind, do you?" "No, of course not. Every girl needs to get pampered once in a while. I'm sure I'll find something to do. I'll go get a pint in the village or something. You have a good time. I'm sure it'll feel great after skiing all day." "Good, then it's settled," she said. We finished dinner and with our glasses of wine, got up and headed upstairs. I was a little nervous about the next day, but I also figured that if the guy worked here as management, he wouldn't be trying anything, lest he end up losing his job. The wine had settled my nerves and we both crashed in bed as soon as we got up to our room. The fireplace going and the snow falling outside made us sink into our bed in no time. The next morning we got up, grabbed a quick breakfast and suited up for the mountain outside. The fresh powder falling all night was wonderful and we were riding all day long, stopping only to refuel briefly at a chalet on the mountain side. As the lifts started closing, we got to the bottom and we headed in to get some dinner and rest our sore muscles. It had been a great day on the mountain and we were both fatigued. We got some dinner, waked around the village for a bit and then went back to our room so Jane could get ready for her massage. "I can't wait. I've been looking forward to this all day. I hope it's a good long one," she said. I stopped myself from grinning at what could easily have been a metaphor. She threw a knee length cotton dress. She didn't bother with a bra. Jane had a wonderful body. She was about five feet, four inches and more muscular than your average girl. She wasn't a bodybuilder or anything, but we were both athletic and she was very toned. Her breasts were small, no more than a handful and her legs were shaved, tan, and powerful. She'd been a gymnast in her teens and had never lost that physique. I was always in awe of her body. I accompanied her to the spa and we found the receptionist. We told her who we were and suddenly Mike came out to greet us. "Hey guys, come on in. I'm getting you set up right now," he said. We strolled through the gym toward the back and entered a wood-paneled wing with a little waterfall in the corner. It looked like it was closed down for the night, but he led us into a waiting room. "Ok, Jane, I've got you set up in here. There are robes on the wall and lockers just inside. Just go ahead and throw one of those on and I'll be right back for you. Kevin, right?" he said, turning to me. "Kevin, you come with me and we'll hook you up on the other side." I kissed my wife and walked away with Mike around the back of the wing we were in. "Thanks for doing this for her. I appreciate it," I said. "Oh, no problem," he said. "I'm sure she'll love it. You'll see." The way he said you'll see left me a little bit apprehensive, but I followed along. We stopped outside a room and he said, "Wait here. Someone will be here for you in just a moment, okay?" He walked away the way he came and I stood in an empty hallway unsure of what to make of this. Suddenly, James entered the hallway. I was shocked and confused at the sudden turn of events. I knew something was being pulled over my eyes and was too blind to see it. "Hey there. I saw you at dinner last night. That's a beautiful wife you have there," he said, offering me his hand. I shook it hesitantly. "What's going on? What are you guys doing?" I asked. "Nothing! We're just giving your wife the royal treatment. Don't you want her to be nice and relaxed?" he asked. Before I could answer the rhetorical question, he chimed in. "Of course you do. Come on in here. I'll show you." He opened the door to the room were standing outside of and we entered a dark, relaxing room with a large curtain on one wall. It appeared to be a massage room with a padded table in the center and a couple of chairs. Massage oils were displayed on the counter. "Are you going to give me a massage or something?" I asked. "No, I just wanted to show you something. Trust me, you're going to love this," he said. He pulled back the curtain and I saw my wife standing in another massage room with Mike next to her. We were obviously looking through a one-way mirror. The room she was in was nicely appointed and had another small waterfall in the corner. James walked over and flipped a switch and suddenly a speaker allowed us to hear the conversation in their room. Mike said, "Ok, here are some towels, so, just disrobe and lay down on the table and someone will be right back. Oh, and drink this. You should always be well hydrated when getting a massage." My wife thanked him and he left the room. I was flummoxed. "What the hell are you two doing here? That's my wife!" I exclaimed. James said, "Hey, just relax! She's going to get a great massage, and you'll be able to watch her. What's wrong with that?" I turned back to the Jane's room, and saw her quickly get undressed. James watched her and said, "Wow, she's got a great body. You're a lucky guy." "Yes, I am, but do you need to be watching her, too?" I said. He smiled and said, "Well, Mike's a good friend of mine. Look, I'm sure he's going to make her feel great. Let's just sit back and observe. After yesterday, I'd think you'd be pretty comfortable around me." His last comment hung in the air. He reached into a mini-fridge in the room and pulled out a couple beers. He opened them both and handed me one taking a good pull on his. I felt unsure of what to do. I didn't want Jane to be uncomfortable, so I just watched her get onto the table face-down and drape the towel over her butt. She had drunk most of the water James had given her and now lay down on the table. Soft music floated into the room interwoven with the trickle of the waterfall. Then, Mike entered the room. He had changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. He placed some warm towels on her back and got some of his oils together. They made some small talk as he got his things placed out. Then he poured some oils onto his hands and started rubbing her back and shoulders. An audible moan escaped her lips as he kneaded her muscles. He looked over at us through the mirror, obviously knowing we were both there. James continued sucking down his beer. "See? She's comfortable and relaxed. Nothing to worry about. He's very good." I sipped my beer, still concerned about what they seemed to be planning. The massage continued normally as Mike worked her back, arms, and shoulders and moved down to her legs. It was about 20 minutes in to her massage and she appeared visibly more relaxed now. The tension and occasional moments of discomfort from catching a sore muscle appeared to be gone now. Mike was rubbing her legs up and down and Jane appeared to love it. She would let soft moans out as Mike rubbed up her thighs. Whenever he spoke she seemed to be putty in his hands and would giggle at his comments. His hands moved up to the tops of her legs and would occasionally pass under the towel, caressing the bottom of her buttocks. At first, she seemed to tense a little, but as he continued, she melted into the table. She asked softly, "So what have you done with my husband?" Mike continued to massage her buttocks and hips and said, "He's being shown around the village and probably getting a beer across the way. One of my associates is showing him around. It's actually closed back here now, so we'll find him when we're done." "You're closed back here?" she asked. "Yes, I run this part of the hotel, so occasionally we have some guests back here after hours when it's not so busy. We like to take care of our repeat customers," he said. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Great," she said. "Wonderful". James turned to me and said, "She looks pretty relaxed now, eh? That's some body, man." He sipped his beer and I noticed his hand dropped to his crotch and started rubbing the bulge in his pants. I stared into Jane's room as Mike walked around the table. He clearly had a hard-on as his athletic shorts jutted straight out in front of him. The towel over her butt was now bunched up and only covered a fraction of her buttocks. She glistened in the low light. He walked up to the head of the table and began rubbing her shoulders again. There was a hole in the cushion where her face was so she only needed to open her eyes to see Mike's hard-on underneath. She continued to moan softly as the massage progressed. "You have a wonderful body, Jane," he said. She thanked him softly, sounding nearly asleep. He then said, "Ok, time to turn over." She turned her head to the side, suddenly more alert, and said, "Um, I don't know if this towel is big enough." "Oh, sure it is. Here, I'll turn around," he said. He turned, facing the mirror and grinned at us. James chuckled at his expression and I saw Jane turn over, placing the towel over her breasts. There was just enough to cover her breasts and her groin. She appeared more tense on her back, but Mike started by rubbing her feet and this seemed to have an immediate effect on her. She moaned as he moved up her legs, and within minutes, she was completely limp, which was more than you could say for the masseuse. James kept rubbing his cock through his pants and glanced over at me, catching me looking at his growing bulge. I quickly looked away, but then heard him unzipping his fly. Glancing back, he pulled out his thick uncut cock and started stroking it. "Does this look familiar to you, Kevin?" he asked. Again, I was transfixed at his huge dick. I felt my own cock straining against my shorts, begging for release. "It's ok to be turned on by another guy making your wife feel good. Hell, he's good looking and so is she. What's not to like?" More moaning came over the speaker and I looked back into the room. Mike's hands now were rubbing her upper thighs and would disappear under the towel briefly, caressing her hips, but moving ever closer to her pubis. With each pass, the towel exposed more and more of her pubic area. Her pussy was now clearly exposed and she either didn't realize it or didn't mind. He moved back to her shoulders, standing at her side and rubbed down her arms and the sides of her chest, also pulling towel down, nearly uncovering her nipples, clearly erect. He lifted her arm off the table and caressed it from the shoulder to the finger tips. She continued to moan softly as he did this. As he passed her elbow, her hand clearly came in contact with his rock hard erection. She appeared to tense for a moment, but as he continued she immediately loosened up. Moving to the other side he did the same thing, but this time, no tensing up. In fact, she seems to squirm on the table a little. He placed her hand back down and went back to her legs, his hands rubbing up into her hip and caressing her flat belly. More moans escaped her and when his hands found their way back to her thighs, he appeared to apply a little pressure to this inside, parting her legs slightly. His next pass grazed the outer lips of her pussy and she moaned again. As he moved his hands back around her belly, he pulled the towel completely off and she lay totally naked on the table. "Damn, she looks good. I'll bet she's a great fuck," said James as he stroked his cock next to me. I looked down at it again at its foreskin moving back and forth and remembered having it shoved into my mouth the night before. My dick strained in my pants and I began rubbing it. Mike continued to work on my wife and began to rub her breasts, lubricating her chest. Her nipples were completely erect and sprung to attention as his hands brushed over them. She was moaning more frequently now, completely in tune with his caress. Finally, he moved back to her pussy and his hands slipped between her legs. His fingers rubbed along her lips and she gasped. Her legs started spreading apart slightly. Standing to her side, he allowed his elbow to nudge her hand to the edge of the table and pinned it with his erection, now against his belly and pressing into her hand. He gently gyrated his hips against it and she moaned more. Amazingly, I could see her fingers spread out as he pressed his cock against her. He continued to rub his fingers into her slit. With his other hand, he moved to her arm and ran his fingers down to her hand, still pinned with his cock. He slipped his hand into his elastic waist band and pulled the shorts down, exposing his long uncircumcised penis. She gasped slightly as she felt it against her hand, and instinctively wrapped her fingers around its length. It was amazing to watch. This bronzed Adonis standing nearly nude, caressing my gorgeous nude wife. He then took his shirt off and completed the picture. His hands slipped into her pussy now and her legs spread voluntarily for him. Her hand never left his massive uncut tool and I almost felt a little jealousy brewing - not for the fact that this man was clearly about to fuck my wife (although I was shocked at how receptive she had become), but that she was the one wrapped around his beautiful dick. Seeing this, I looked over at James as he continued to stroke his cock, and I finally was unable to restrain myself. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my own hard dick. I experienced the same moment of envy I'd felt the day before at the difference in size of the two of us. Nevertheless, I stroked my own smaller cock next to James' monster uncut tool with aplomb. "Yeah, that's right. I knew you were going to appreciate this. Look at how into it she's becoming. How could she refuse that dick of his? No offense, but there's a pretty big difference between what you've got there and that thing," he said. "I think you learned what a big cock like that can do to a person first-hand, didn't you?" he asked. It was embarrassing to hear him speak of me as less of a man like that. I loved my wife completely, but this scene was such a rabid turn-on for me. I looked back at my wife on her back and saw Mike move his head between her spread legs. He began to lick her pussy. Her hips began to slowly move up and down as his tongue entered her cunt. Her moans became more pronounced – she can be quite vocal during lovemaking and loves when I go down on her. Jane's hands moved from her sides to caress her breasts and then down to Mike's head as his tongue danced on her clit, and she responded in kind, saying, "Oh my God, oh my God," over and over again. I looked over at James who was also watching the images play out before us. Precum started oozing from the head of his cock as the thick, veiny foreskin moved back and forth over its length. "You like what you see?" he asked. "Why don't you come down here for a closer look?" he said. I glanced again at my wife being eaten just feet from us and got down on my knees before James. The mirror was quite expansive and went as low as about knee-high, so I was still afforded a great view of the action next to us. He moved in front of me, and I opened my mouth for his massive penis. It slipped past my lips and I began sucking his cock again. He groaned in approval. I began to have flashbacks of the previous day's activities in the steam room. This time the heat was not so palpable, but his throbbing cock still felt intoxicating in my mouth. It seemed to fill it up. I tasted the mild precum on my tongue as he moved in and out my mouth. His hands went to my head and I greedily took his length into me. He pulled my head to him and he forced the gigantic head into the back of my throat. It gagged me, but I shut my eyes and tried to relax. I felt it slip further past my tonsils and felt his pubic hair against my nose. He pulled away, saying, "Oh yeah, that's real good, son. You learn quickly." I jacked him and looked over into the other room. The Steam Room Ch. 03 Mike pulled away from my wife's pussy as she continued voicing her pleasure. "How does this feel?" he asked as he moved her hand back to his thick cock. Her hand wrapped around its length, unable to completely encircle its girth. She just moaned slightly as she moved her hand up and down on it. "It's big," she said. Mike moved it next to her and said, "Open your eyes and look at it." She slowly turned her head over to him and gazed at his body for the first time. Taking him in for the first time, she spoke, "Oh my God, that's huge." "Is it bigger than your husband's?" he asked. She didn't respond immediately, locking her gaze upon it as she stroked the foreskin up and down in front of her. "Maybe a little, but he knows how to use it." She said. "Is that so?" he responded. "Well, I know how to use this one, too. I'm going to make you change your mind about that." He said. He moved away from her head and quickly hopped onto the table before her. It didn't look wide enough to support the two of them, but he balanced himself well. Jane quickly moved her hands up in protest. "Wait, wait...I can't do this. I've gone too far already. This isn't right." Mike said, "Shhh. I'm going to show you how a real man feels inside you. I can tell you are turned on by all this. Just let it happen." She responded again in protest and her hands went to his chest as he moved over top of her. Her legs which had been wide open were now trying to close, but Mike had already moved between them. She had nowhere to go. I watched as I held James' cock and continued to stroke it. James said, "Get up and watch here. You're going to want to see this. She'll change her mind once he gets that thing inside her." I stood and approached the mirror with one hand around my hard cock and one hand resting against the glass. I was concerned at her sudden refusal, but felt powerless to stop it. She'd know I had been watching the whole time, and that couldn't be good. Jane kept saying, "No, no! Please stop!", but Mike started to push his long cock between the lips of her vagina. I could see the puffy lips spread and his foreskin pull back as he slipped inside of her very lubricated hole. Her protests became less voluminous. She was still saying "no" but softly and he continued to move deeper into her. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked. "Yes, please stop." she said. James pushed deeper inside her and she gasped. Her hands which had been pushing against his chest now simply lay against him. Her legs ceased their attempts at squeezing shut and were now static as he lay between them. "Do you want me to stop" he asked again as he moved back and forth inside her. She began panting and would gasp with each stroke that he pushed into her. She didn't reply to his query, only groaned as he continued to enter her tight body. Suddenly I felt James step behind me. He placed one hand on my shoulder and said, "Quite a sight isn't it? I told you she's open up to him. You did the same thing yesterday, as I recall." I felt his other hand on my bare ass behind me. I was too fixated on the action in front of me to turn around. I then felt a slick, cold gel being applied to my rectum by James and then a familiar pressure from his huge tool. I closed my eyes and he slipped past the tight sphincter and inside my ass. He had lubed himself heavily and moved inside back and forth gently. I opened my eyes to see Mike about halfway into my wife now. He asked again, "Do you want me to stop?" "She replied softly, "Please..." "Please what?" he said as he continued to move deeper into her body. Her legs were now moving up slightly around his hips and her hands gently moved down to his rippled abdomen. "Please what?" he again asked. "Oh God," she said softly. He moved his face closer to hers and whispered, "Do you want me to stop?" He moved deeper yet inside her and was now about three quarters the way into her. Already deeper than I could go, multiplied by his thickness spreading apart her pussy, she didn't look like she could contain herself my more. She moaned as he moved nearly all the way out of her. Only the tip of his head parted her lips and he lay there motionless. She moved her hands to his hips and her calves wrapped around his buttocks attempting to pull him into her. Still, he remained motionless. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked again. "Please..." she said again. "Please what?" he asked. "Don't stop," she whispered. "You want me inside of you?" He asked. Her hips bucked against him as she continued to try and pull him back inside of her. "Yes, please." She said. "Louder, Jane. I want you to mean it. Do you want my cock inside of you?" he asked. "Yes!" she said louder. "Please don't stop!" she said. Mike then pushed his cock back inside of her and she moaned loudly. She threw her head back as he pushed into her and her legs pulled him to her. His rhythm increased and she began panting with each deep stroke. It was incredible to see what his cock was doing to my wife. She was drunk on his cock and was clearly in ecstasy. James gently moved deeper into my ass and began to groan as well. His voice meshed with my wife's over the speaker. She and I were both getting fucked at the same time, just feet away from each other. James' large hand rubbed my shoulder and he pulled my closer to him. He leaned over me as he continued to push deeper inside my waiting ass. He too was now nearly all the way inside me and I started moaning as he pushed himself deeper. I loved the feeling of his body against my back. His other hand now wrapped around my belly and his hand that had been on my shoulder now moved to my chest, his arm wrapping between my shoulder and my neck pulling my body tightly against his. I looked at the scene before me and Mike continued to move in and out of my wife. She was louder now in her moans, "Does this cock feel good, Jane?" he asked. "Yes! Oh God, yes!" she repeated. "Look at me," he said. She opened her eyes as he continued to move in and out of her wet pussy. "I want you to look at me inside of you. I want you to see what is doing this to you." She looked down at his cock as he pulled it from her dripping snatch. He moved his hand to stroke it. "Touch it," he said. Obediently, she moved her hand down to stroke his glistening penis. "Have you ever felt a cock like this?" he asked. "No," she said. "Do you want this cock back inside of you?" he asked. "Yes, give it to me." She said. "Is this bigger than your husband's dick?" he asked. "Yes," she said. "It's bigger." She stroked him up and down, trying to pull him back inside her waiting cunt. "Wouldn't you rather have a big cock like this than that little thing on your man?" he asked. "I love my husband." She said as her eyes shot up to him. "I can see that. Nevertheless, whose cock feels better? His or mine?" She paused. "Please..." she said again. He pushed it back into her pussy and asked again, "Whose cock feels better, Jane?" "Oh my God," she said. Mike pushed deep into her cunt and she threw her head back again. "Look at this. Look at my cock inside of you, Jane," he said. Her eyes again went to his massive cock as it plunged in and out of her. "Whose cock do you want right now?" He asked. "I want your cock." She said, looking right at him. "I want your cock inside of me." "That's what I thought," he said. He then plunged his hips all the way against her, throwing her legs back toward her. She yelped in euphoria as he pounded her cunt. James picked up his pace inside me as Mike did. I was moaning louder now as his grip around me tightened. His huge cock filled me completely. His balls slapped against mine as he pounded the depths of my bowel. "I know you love this cock, boy. Take it all the way inside you." He said in my ear, bucking his hips against me. My moans of approval were in time with my wife's in the next room. I watched being pounded in kind. "Oh my God! Oh my God!" Jane cried loudly. She was beside herself with this enormous cock inside her. "Yes! Fuck me!" she shouted. "Whose cock do you want?" he growled, plunging in and out of her. "Do you want your husband's cock or this real man's dick?" "Oh God! I want your cock!" she cried. "Do you love this dick, Jane?" he said. "Yes! I love your cock! Give it to me! Oh God, it's so big! I'm cumming!" she shouted. Her whole body shook as her orgasm rocked through her. "That's right, Jane. Take this cock. I want you to feel a real man's cock now! Are you ready to take my cum?" he said. "Yes! Yes! Give me your cum!" she replied. "Oh God, I'm going to cum! Here it comes!" he shouted. He pulled out of her dripping cunt and pulled her by the shoulder up to him as he stroked his massive tool. Jane was still panting as ropes of semen shot from his cock onto her face and chest. He pulled her face toward his shining, uncut beast and she lowered her mouth onto him, sucking wildly the cum off his cock. Sweating profusely, Mike groaned softly. Jane licked his massive cock up and down. Semen dripped from her chin to the table below. James continued to increase his pace inside me grunting louder and more deliberately. I couldn't take the experience any more. I felt the cum welling up inside my balls. He moved his hand to my shaft and stroked my cock as he fucked me. In no time I felt cum shoot out of my dick. It was an incredible feeling, cumming while having a cock inside me. James then growled loudly and shot his load deep inside my ass. I could feel the jets hit the walls of my rectum. He then pulled out of me as I continued to watch the scene in the room across from me. Mike stepped down from the table and handed a towel to Jane who wiped herself off. They both got dressed as did James and I. Unsure of what to do next, James spoke first. "Let's go over to the bar. She won't suspect anything. Come on," he said. With that, we adjourned to the main bar in the hotel and ordered a couple pints of Guinness. About 10 minutes later, Jane and Mike appeared. We flagged them down. I did my best to hide my flushed face as I'm sure she did, as well. "Hey guys!" said Mike. "How was the tour around the area?" he asked. "Fine," I said. "We mostly went to the bar and had a couple." I turned to my wife, and asked, "So, how was your massage?" She seemed to freeze for a second and said, "It was....really good, actually. Better than I thought it might be." Mike and James excused themselves a minute later and we all shook hands. Jane sat next to me and put her head on my shoulder. "You look worn out, hon." I said. "I'm just very relaxed now." She replied. "Do you want to head upstairs?" I asked. "I think that would be a good idea," she said. "I need to go to bed after that." "I'm sure you do." I said. "I'm sure you do."