Date: Thu, 28 Nov 2019 06:00:08 +0000 From: Leo Rysing Subject: the-boy-the-pool-and-the-older-men-4 "The Boy, the Pool, and the Older Men" (part 4) Written by Willi William Edited by Leo Rysing with help by Gary S. Comments to: LeoRysing -at- protonmail -dot- com Support Nifty Nifty is free speech in action, a place where people can share and tell stories that others would not allow, but free speech isn't "free," so please support them in any way you can by donating at: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Introduction: The following story was submitted to me by a German reader who asked for my help in rewriting so it would read better in English, something I was only too happy to do. According to the author, who is the boy "Stefan," at the center of this story, all these things actually happened to him, and took place in a middle-sized town in Germany during the 1960s when he was around 9-years-old. Part 4 - "The Steam Room" The pool assistant looked at me a little questioningly, but Karl explained I was his godson and he'd be responsible for me. "He loves to sauna," Emil said to the man, patting me on the head, "and besides, he takes good care of me, because of the heat," he added. The assistant looked at me, then at Emil, shook his head, then gave a small, mischievously knowing laugh. "Sure," he finally said and shrugged his shoulders. He wished us "much fun" in the sauna and with that, sent us through the old wooden door into the sauna wing. --- Even though the attendant had seemed a little uncomfortable about letting me in, I was still very excited to go into the steam room. Of course, at that age, I was quite na‹ve. I had no idea what to expect in there. As we went through the doors the first thing I saw was a large marble room. In the middle was a small, round pool about 3-to-4 meters wide, roughly 12 feet in diameter, but it was not for swimming, just relaxing. Around the room and on the sides were deck chairs. Next to those, on the wall, were maybe 20 towel hooks and a glass door leading to another room. On another side of the room there were a few tables with chairs and an automat with cold drinks. It was a beautiful room, very ornate, but what I noticed most were the two naked men who were there. As we entered the room one man, with pale white hair and very blue eyes, was relaxing in the pool, but when he saw us, and especially when he saw me, he perked up. He waved and said hello to Emil and Karl, who obviously knew the man and greeted him back. The other man in the room was asleep in one of the chairs. He was a much bigger man, with a big round belly. He had fallen asleep with his legs spread so wide it was like his crotch was being put on display, and when I saw what he had there I couldn't help but stare. This big bellied, old man had the biggest balls I'd ever seen. He looked like he was trying to smuggle two oranges in his ball sack. I had never seen balls like that. His dick wasn't small, but it was dwarfed by that big bag, which was so large his soft dick didn't hang down between his legs so much as it rested on top of it. Normally I would've looked away, but since the man was fast asleep with his eyes closed, I took a minute to stare, amazed that any man could have balls that big, and knowing he couldn't see me starring at him. "Stefan...? Stefan!" It was Emil's voice that broke me out of my trance. I blushed as I realized that even though the man with the big balls couldn't see me, Emil and Karl could and so could the blue-eyed man in the pool. He was now looking at me and smiling. He asked, "I'm sorry, Emil, who is this lovely young boy you have brought us?" Emil introduced me as his godson, Stefan. The man in the pool was very nice, but, like everyone else, seemed a little surprised to see me in this part of the building. "Tell me, Stefan, have you ever been in a men's sauna before?" he asked me, but Emil answered. "No," Emil said, a bit nervously. "This will be the boy's first time," he told him. "Really?" the man said, with the same reaction the attendant had. "Normally we do not get boys so young as you in the sauna here," he said. "I certainly hope things will not get too hot for you in there." "Oh, I'm sure he will be fine," Karl cut in before either Emil or I could answer. "The boy is quite... experienced... for his age." "Really?" the man in the pool said, looking at me with even greater interest. "Oh yes," Karl added. "I don't think there will be anything in there he can't handle." "I see," said the handsome man. "Well, perhaps I will join you in there later." Emil had again grown quiet during this, but now he placed a hand on my back and urged me forward toward the glass doors. "Come now, Stefan." As we approached the other door Emil and Karl hung their towels on hooks on the wall, so of course, I did that too. Now all of us were totally naked again, two nice old men and a little boy, heading into the next chamber of the sauna. As we stepped into the second room the lights were very dim, the room fairly dark, the air full of steam and the temperature quite warm. It was probably about 40-degrees- celsius in there, just over 100-degrees-fahrenheit. There were several stone benches. On two of them I saw two pairs of men, lying there naked, each being massaged with soap by their respective companions. As we entered the room the four men watched us with great interest. We continued on to another glass door at the far end of the room. When Emil opened this one, really, really hot steam came streaming out and I could see that beyond was a much darker room. Emil went quickly inside with me right behind him. Karl entered last and closed the door behind us. This room was really dark. Emil took my hand and with his knowledge from having been here before, led me through the darkness. The whole experience was really very exciting for me. My first time in a steam room and here I was, a naked little boy with two nice, naked grandpas, just like I wanted. I didn't know what truly went on here, but I got excited thinking that it must be something very secret, something very naughty and something very fun that only adults normally got to do. And now I was going to get to take part in it! Karl was directly behind me. He kept his hands on my shoulders to orient himself as we walked and pressed up so close behind me that I could feel his body, and even his cock and pubic hairs, pressing against my bare skin, which I found quite exciting. The room was so very dark that, at first, I saw almost nothing at all. Emil led me deeper into the darkness until finally he stopped and sat down in the middle of the room on a stone bench. He placed his big hands on my nude body and guided me to sit next to him. As we sat down Karl moved in front of us and made a spooky voice. "ooooooOOOOoooohhhhhhh" he was making a scary "ghost" sound in the dark that made us all laugh. The air was so moist that my whole body was quickly wet from the steam. Sometimes warm drops of water would fall from the ceiling and drip on my bare skin. Karl took a seat beside me on the left. My eyes gradually adjusted until I could see a bit, even though it was still really dark. I could make out enough to see that there were only the three of us in the small steam room. The stone bench opposite from us, only about 5 feet away, had space for maybe 6 people, but right now it was empty. This was what I'd been waiting for. Finally, just the three of us, two dirty old horny men and one slutty young boy, all alone and naked together in the darkness! Of course, you know what I wanted to do and I finally had these nice, horny Grandpas where I wanted them. It felt like it must have been about 50-degrees in there (about 120-degrees Fahrenheit) and after all the work up and talk I was so excited and aroused I couldn't even think clearly anymore. I just knew I wanted one thing, and I was finally going to have it. As I sat between these two naked men, I spread my knees wider until my legs made contact with Emil on my right and Karl on my left. I pushed my bare legs against theirs and both men pushed back slightly. My hairless young dick twitched. I was so horny I couldn't contain myself anymore. I reached out on either side and put my hands first on Emil's cock, then on Karl's. As I took their dicks in my hands both men were still soft, but that didn't last long. Both men quickly began to firm up the moment I took their nice grandpa cocks in my soft boyish hands. It felt so naughty, but I wanted it so much. I can't tell you how exciting this was for me. Gently I began moving my hands up and down, stroking both Karl and Emil's uncut cocks simultaneously in a slow, rhythmic motion. Now that I had both men in my grasp I could wonderfully compare which one got hard faster. Even at that young age I was a naturally horny little rat. All I had in my brain, even as a kid, were thoughts about men's cocks. Nothing was said as I stroked each man in the darkness. I wasn't sure if either man even knew I was doing the other. I had my soft young fingers wrapped tenderly around each man's firm shaft, gently stroking each one up and down in a sensuous, loving way. Emil, always the more cautious of the two, didn't react much at first. I could hear his breathing and every now and then thought I heard a slight gasp at the same time I felt his cock flex in my hand, but he didn't say anything and didn't move, aside from pressing his leg more firmly against mine. Karl, on my other hand, firmed up quite quickly. A moment later I felt the touch of his hand on my thigh and he began caressing my leg sensuously. It felt so nice that I instinctively began to increase my speed as I played with their cocks. I felt something slippery oozing from the head of Karl's dick, especially when he flexed his muscles in response to my actions. His cock pulsed and twitched in my hand so I knew I was having an effect on them both and felt a surge of excitement. I was totally in control of these men, which was a rush to a young boy like me. I had them by their cocks in the dark, both of them literally in the palms of my hands to do with as I pleased. It was one of the most exciting things I'd ever done. It was all going so well when suddenly, the door opened and two men fumbled themselves unsteadily into the dark of the steam room. I could've screamed, I was so disappointed! All day, every time I was close to getting what I wanted, something would interrupt, like other men walking in on us in the shower or Emil tossing me in the pool to prevent me from rubbing my dick against his naked body. Everything seemed designed to get me aroused and frustrated. Of course, I didn't want us to get caught and get in trouble, so I immediately stopped wanking my two grandpas as the strangers came in. It was so frustrating; I was beginning to think I would never be able to get what I really wanted. This time, however, things would be different. Even though I stopped what I was doing, Karl didn't. He kept stroking my thigh, letting his fingers gently caress my inner leg. He let his hand travel further up. He slid his fingers around my dick and began playing with it. Once Karl wrapped his hand around my cock he placed his thumb into the head of my foreskin, which was already mostly retracted from my boner. He began to make little circles in the dark on the head of my penis and his technique sent chills through my body. "Ooooh," a little moan of pleasure escaped my lips despite my efforts to contain it. What was Karl doing? I didn't want us to get caught! Even though it was dark I was afraid we'd be seen. If the other men saw us, I thought, we'd be kicked out, and yet Karl was playing with my dick totally unconcerned. I struggled trying to act like nothing was happening. I finally decided that, in the dark, the men probably couldn't see us anyway. Karl must know that, I thought. Now he's just teasing me in front of them, knowing they won't see he's doing anything, as long as I didn't make too much noise. Or so I thought. When at last the men drew close enough that I could see them in the dark I recognized them as the friendly white-haired old man with the huge cock ("John") and his buddy. I think they had followed us. "Hello," both men said to Karl and Emil. "And hello there, little man," John said when he saw me. "How nice to find YOU in here." If he could see me enough to recognize me I wondered if he could see Karl was playing with my dick? If he did, he didn't say anything. Only silence followed as both men moved to the benches across from us and sat down. Karl continued to play with my dick even as they sat opposite from us. For what seemed like a long time, nothing was said. As Karl teased my boyhood, I found my thoughts drifting to the nice white-haired man's big cock. I kept wondering what it would feel like to have THAT in my hand, even though I knew that probably couldn't happen. Emboldened by Karl and feeling safely cloaked in the darkness, I once more took hold of my two grandpa's nice big cocks and began gently playing with them. Although everything was very dark the moisture of our bodies combined with the motions of my hands made a slow, wet "squishing" sound as I stroked them but I didn't think the other men could hear it and even if they did, there was no way they could know what that wet, rhythmic, stroking sound was now, could they? Once more I was very na‹ve. Everything was so quiet, it felt a bit like we were hiding in the dark while playing a naughty game with only the regular "squishing" sounds of my jerking their cocks in the silence. As my eyes continued to adjust to the darkness I could now just make out the men sitting across from us. Even in the darkness, I thought they seemed like they were looking right at us. Emil must have felt the same, or maybe it was just that he was becoming aware of how obvious the squishing noise was that we were making, but he placed his hand on mine and made me stop stroking him. A moment later he gently pushed my hand off his cock and moved so his own hand was covering his erection. As I watched I could gradually make out that John, the old man with the huge dick who was now sitting right across from me, was looking right at me, and I soon realized he had his hungry eyes fixed like a wolf on my naked young body. Realizing we could be seen, I took my hand off Karl's cock and shyly used both hands to cover my own erection. As John continued to stare at me he slid forward on the stone bench. His butt was right on the edge and his knees were so close they were practically touching mine. Now he was so close I could see that he was openly rubbing his already big cock, very slowly, and getting himself even bigger and harder! By this point all of us who'd been in there for a while could see well enough to clearly make out what he was doing, despite the darkness and so much steam. He slid back his foreskin, revealing the thick helmet of his massive cock, and I felt like he was deliberately showing it off to me. He slipped forward on his bench even further, so far that his feet touched mine and he began rubbing my foot with his. By now we could all see just how hard his cock had grown from his constant rubbing and maybe from touching me. His dick was as long as my ruler in school and as thick as a can of Red Bull is today (about 2.5 inches). Karl took hold of my hands, the ones I was using to cover my boner, and moved them off, exposing my stiff young prick to John's hungry eyes. A moment later Karl took hold of my little cock and pulled my skin back to fully expose the head. He slid his hand to the base to make my whole shaft visible to John, then gently wagged my dick back and forth as if showing off a worm to a hungry fish he hoped to catch. I felt intensely aroused, having my dick held and exposed that way in the hands of a nice grandpa. I grew excited as I realized we were no longer hiding what we were doing. Karl was deliberately showing off my stiff boyhood to the white-haired man, and of course to everyone else in the room! (Karl was a teaser!) He let his hand glide up my cock, then gently stroked my shaft with the tips of his fingers, making me shiver at the sensation. "Oooh," I let out a tiny gasp of pleasure as my little prick twitched excitedly from Karl's touch and thought I heard John moan in response to hearing my uncontained excitement. As John watched Karl fondle my dick, he began jerking himself off a little faster and I heard him moan again at the pleasure of what he was seeing. Once more, Karl stop playing with my dick and slid the skin on my three-inch shaft down, holding it tight from the hairless base of my cock just so John could see my prick standing up hard and firm. Of course, that made John even more randy! Karl took my hand and put it back on his cock, encouraging me to continue what I'd been doing before John came into the steam room. I felt so horny, I immediately began stroking Karl's dick, enjoying the feel of his nice, mature grandpa cock in my tender young hand. "Gently," Karl said softly, but loud enough that I'm sure John could hear him. "There is no need to rush now." Emil too seemed to have reached a point where he could no longer restrain himself. He stood up and I could see his nice dick was nearly hard. He took a step forward to John, took John's monster cock in his hand and began to gentle tug and squeeze him, not too hard, sensuously, lustfully, and as he did it he held his own cock very close to John's face. At first John didn't react, then he took hold of Emil's cock and jerked it over to his lips, rubbing it over them. With a slight moan he opened his mouth, just a little. He looked like he was so hungry for cock and yet at the same time, like he wasn't sure he really wanted to do this. Emil didn't give him a choice. As soon as John opened his lips Emil took hold of John's head and shoved his cock into John's mouth. I think I gasped at the sight of it. For me, it was only the second time seeing a grown man suck another man's cock, the first time having been when I peeked under the toilet stall in the bathroom. It excited me to see two adult men doing what I had done with my friends. I only wished I could be the one doing the sucking. My experiences up to that point had been almost all with boys close to my own age, but watching John, I wanted to be the one sucking on Emil's cock, just as I had done the last time we were here. I had loved doing that. Now I wanted to have a grown man's cock in my mouth again so badly I could almost taste it. And that's when I got my chance. No sooner had Emil began face fucking John then I felt Karl reach his arm around behind me. He placed his hand firmly on the back of my head and gently pushed me down toward his own cock. It was the best thing that could've happened to me! I was so horny, I wanted it so badly! I opened my mouth wide and immediately began gleefully sucking on Karl wonderful adult cock. When John saw what I was doing he went wild. He began sucking on Emil like crazy, then he began imitating my sucking! I found that funny, but when I pulled off and used my tongue, he used his tongue on Emil. When I licked Karl's glans, he licked the head of Emil's dick the same way. When I took Karl's dick deep into my mouth, John did the same thing to Emil. I believe I was truly born to suck cock. All my life it had been something I had wanted and enjoyed, but now, after a week of only other boy's small dicks in my mouth, I finally had what I really wanted; I finally had a real mature man's cock in my mouth again and it was wonderful. I licked and smacked my lips all over Karl's fat cock. In the situation we were in, sequestered away in the dark, hot, steam-filled ambience of the sauna, I was totally uninhibited. Finally, I could do what I had been longing to do! I had been so worried about getting caught or getting in trouble, but here I didn't have to worry any more. No one in that room cared that a boy was involved in all this sex. In fact, it seemed like having me there just turned them on so much more. After a few moment Karl got up and stood me on my feet as well. He positioned me so I was standing next to Emil, then placing a hand on my bare ass, he pushed forward on my butt until my own hard boy dick was right near John's face. Karl leaned close to John as he was sucking Emil and began to tease him. "Oh, look at you now! You look so happy with Emil's dick in your mouth. Who knew you would turn out to be such a good cocksucker? Look at you now, sucking on Emil like a hungry dog. But I know what you really want." Karl took hold of my cock and began playing with it, right in front of John's face. I saw his eyes go wide looking at me and thought I heard him whimper. John's friend, sitting nearby, gave a small laugh. I looked up and saw he was smiling as he watched what was happening, and playing with his own dick, although he didn't have an erection. (I don't think he ever got hard). It looked like he was enjoying seeing his friend with the giant cock reduced to sucking another man's dick, but at the time I didn't understand why. With his hand on my bare bottom Karl pushed me in closer while Emil continued to fuck John's mouth in a slow rhythm. He did not seem to be in any hurry for this to end. I was now right up next to them, my boyish dick not 10 cm from John face away as Karl continued to make a show of playing with it. He pulled me forward by my little stiffy until the head of my dick touched John's cheek. John moaned and took Emil's cock out of his mouth, turning excitedly to suck on mine. But Karl immediately put his hand over my dick and blocked him. "Oh, no...no...no...." he said. "You don't get to taste this yet. Oh no. For now, you must suck on my friend Emil. Then, when I see you are a good cock sucking boy for Emil, maybe I give you a taste of our sweet, young boy's pretty dick here." John groaned in sexual frustration. "Ohhh, please.... I want it." "Oh, I know you do, but you don't get it until I see you've made Emil happy." John didn't argue. Instead he quickly returned to sucking Emil's cock with all the desperate hunger of a starving man. "That's better. Yes, I know what you want. And you will have it, but only when I say so." Only later would I learn the full story; that John, the old, good looking, white-haired man, married and father of three adult kids, a grandpa and respected pillar of the community as well, had never done this before. In all the years of coming to the public pool John had only ever fed his huge cock to other men. He had used all the men there over time, over all the years at the public pool, because so many wanted his thick anaconda, but never once had he ever sucked on another man's cock. He'd always been the big man in charge, but now things were different. Now, John begged for my little cock, like a child in a supermarket begging for some candy to suck on. "Oh yes," Karl teased him. "You want so to taste the meat of my little piggy boy, don't you?" Karl continued to play with my hard boy cock right in front of him. "He is a sweet little piggy boy, and his meat is so delicious. Think of it in your mouth, how sweet that little sausage will taste." Karl kept teasing my dick in front of him as John constantly tried to touch it or get a taste of it, but Karl always blocked him. "I'll let you have a taste, but first you will do what I tell you." With Emil's cock still in his mouth John nodded in agreement, clearly willing to do almost anything to taste my young little boy cock. "There's a good boy," Karl said, then leaned in closer to him. "Now get on your knees. I'm going to put my cock in your ass. " John's eyes went wide, he moaned and shook his head. "No," John said as he stopped sucking. "No way," he said. "I can't.... I can't do that." "Oh, that is so sad. Then I guess the boy and I should be going now. Come Stefan, there is no reason for us to stay here, he doesn't want you." "No, wait!" John cried out. He quickly returned to sucking on Emil, as if he were trying to show Karl just how much he wanted me. Karl placed his hand on John's head and ran his fingers through John's white hair as if he were petting a dog. "Oh yes, we can all see what a good cock sucker you are, but if you want to taste the boy, you must do more than that," Karl added. Karl kept my boy dick in John's sight and John constantly kept trying to touch me, lick me or suck me, but Karl always stopped him or pulled me away. "No... no...." Karl told him. "You know what you have to do." "Please..." John begged, desperate to touch me. "Get on your hands and knees now. It is the only way you will get to have him," Karl said while rubbing my small dick teasingly on his cheeks. Reluctantly, John got onto his hands and knees as he continued to suck on Emil. Karl leaned in and said in a deep voice, but loud enough so everyone could hear him, "That's good. Now I'm going to fuck your ass and you will like it! Maybe, if you want later, I let the boy do it too. Would you like to feel Stefan poke you with his hairless little boy prick?" Emil and I sat back on the bench as Karl positioned himself behind John. "Suck him," he commanded, pushing John's head into Emil's crotch. "Go on. Suck," Karl insisted until once more John began to suck on Emil's cock while turning his head so he could look at me as he did. Karl knelt behind John, reaching around to jerk on his big cock to make him hard. I was sitting next to Emil, who could see how much John continued to remain fixated on my dick. Now it was Emil who began playing with my cock, slowly jerking me off. John sucked on Emil, but kept looking at my cock the whole time Emil played with it. I could see Karl behind John, rubbing his cock up and down his backside in preparation for what he was about to do. I was so horny from all this I was ready to explode. Several times I felt myself getting close to an orgasm but each time, as I would begin moaning and thrusting in anticipation, Emil would stop jerking me right before I could climax. (I was too young to know about 'edging,' but Emil understood exactly how to take me to the brink, then abruptly stop. My balls would ache for more, even though I was too little to make sperms yet.) "Ahhhh, noo!" John cried out and immediately we all knew what had happened. Karl had just stuck his cock inside John's butt. "It's all good," Karl said to him, reassuringly. "Come now, you are such a big man, we both know you can take it. And think of what you're about to have!" he said, while taking hold of John's head and turning him toward me once again. John looked at me with hungry eyes that made my little dick twitch. Suddenly he seemed willing to take whatever Karl had to give him, just to have a taste of me. Karl must have gently worked his way in, because John moaned only a few times more before Karl was making slow "fuck" movements in his ass. I gradually began to notice that, at some point, other men had come into the steam room. I'd been so preoccupied I'd barely been aware of how many times the door had opened and closed or whether someone had been coming or going, but now I could see there were several men who had not been there before. One I recognized as the handsome man who had been in the soaking pool. The man with the big balls who had been sleeping was here now too, as were others I didn't know. All of them were now in the dark steam room to watch as Karl fucked John. "There now, that feels good doesn't it?" Karl said to John. John just moaned. "Oh, look at the big stud now! Now the big horse is nothing but my little pussy dog," he teased. After a moment Karl looked to Emil, "Go on, give the bitch his treat now. I'm all the way in. Let him suck the boy. He wants him so bad, let him have the taste of Stefan he's been crying for." John nodded, his face showing just how much he wanted it! "Go on, you little boy sucker," Emil said as he pulled John by his head and moved him on to my dick, "Show the boy what a good cock sucker you are." I was shocked because I had never heard Emil talk like that before, but I didn't think about it for long. John moved on my cock like a starving animal. Suddenly I felt the warm, wet tongue and mouth of this man as he enveloped my hard, little boy prick. He moaned with pleasure, and it felt so good to have an adult man's mouth on my young cock. He was easily able to take my whole thing in his mouth, not just my shaft but also my boyish ball sack. I felt his tongue running over every part of my dick and balls in a way better than any of my friend's mouths had ever felt. Soon his hands were on me too and he began to sensuously rub me all over. He caressed my chest and stroked my nipples. His hands seemed to love the feel of my skin everywhere and he was so very tender and loving. This was something I was not used to. When my friends and I sucked dick that was it, we just sucked dick, then we were done. But John was caressing me and stroking me in such a loving and tender way, like he wanted to make love to my whole body, not just my dick. It was something I was not used to, and I really liked it. It felt so good to be touched lovingly by a man. A moment later John let out a sharp moan again as Karl fucked him even harder. "Look at him now," Emil said, to the others in the room, clearly enjoying the sight of John reduced to desperately sucking on a young boy's cock while being fucked by Karl. "Go on," Emil said, to John. "Just suck. Do it. We know how much you want it. Suck the boy. Now we all get to see what a good, submissive, little-boy cock sucker you really are!" John moaned in shame but didn't stop sucking or caressing me. In fact, he sucked and licked my young prick even harder. Kneeling behind him, Karl reached around under him and stroked the length of John's monster cock, getting him hard despite being fucked. Poor John, I thought. It must be so hard and humiliating for a man like him to be reduced to a cock sucker for a little boy. As I learned later, he had always been the big man with the monster cock that took charge of other men and made them service him without ever doing anything back. But John had a weakness for boys. Now he was so horny to have a smooth naked young boy like me, he didn't care what else happened. I guess Emil and Karl were using me to take some revenge on the big man who'd always been so selfish, but all I knew was it felt so good to have this nice, handsome grandfather wanting my body. John was caressing me, loving me, and literally down on his knees worshipping me while sucking my stiff young cock. He was willing to do anything to pleasure me, and I was just as horny as him, so I didn't care about anything else. Karl always loved to use dirty speech and now he said so many filthy things to John, as he'd done to me before when I'd sucked on Emil. "Look at the horny old dog, finally getting fucked like a bitch," he said so all could hear. "Who would think you'd finally give up your ass at this age? Now we all see what a gay boy you really are. See how much he likes having a cock in his ass!" he announced to all in the room. Karl began to fuck him harder and faster, so hard that with every thrust John's head would bump against my chest as he continued to lick and suck my cock. "We can all see how much you like it, don't deny it. Tell them how much you want this! Tell everybody how much you like getting fucked like a dog and how good it feels to have a man's cock up your ass and to finally be fucked by another man! Tell them, bitch!" Reluctantly, John let my cock slide from his mouth, groaned loudly and said, "Ja, oh Gott ja," he whimpered. "I didn't know how good it felt to be fucked so good," he whimpered. Karl and the other men seemed pleased. John look back at Karl. "Oh, is so good. Later, I show you just how good it is. I show you just how good it feels to be fucked!" The way he said it was as a threat, but Karl just laughed. "Oh, the untamed stallion has finally been broken and now he's mine." John did something with his hand near his mouth that I couldn't see very well in the dark, then he promptly went back to my dick. Now his mouth suddenly had an incredible great feeling on my cock and I moaned really loud. "Ohhh, ohhh wow...." I cried. My dick had never felt anything like this. "The horny old buck has his teeth out," Emil said. All I knew was it was such a great feeling, I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I was so horny that within moments I felt myself building to an intense cum. "Oh god.... oh god..... ohhhhhh...... ohhhhhhh!" I grabbed hold of Johns head with a strength I didn't know I had and pushed him down so hard! A short time later I had a huge orgasm like I'd never had before! My whole body trembled, feeling like an earthquake. My hands clawed in his hair, the sensation did not want to stop! The handsome man, this grandpa stud, had my whole cock and my balls in his toothless mouth, with a lot of saliva, so moist and wet, and he hummed and hummed on my dick until I was out of my mind. "Ohhh Gott!" I cried out, "Ist das gut! Ist das schoen!" I didn't care how loud I was and my boyish voice echoed off the tiles in the room. The other men watched me in my ecstasy, most while jerking themselves off at the sights and sound of a 9-year-old boy having an intense orgasm while his dick was serviced by the mouth of a handsome old man. Around the room I saw that other men were beginning to cum as they watched and listened to me whimper and moan in the throes of the most intense boyish orgasm I had ever experienced. I was the center of attention in the room as all these old men began to cum while jerking off looking at me! I will remember it forever as one of the most amazing experiences of my life! For me, the sensation didn't stop! It went on and on and felt like it would never end! As a little boy, before I could make sperms, I could sometimes cum again and again very quickly, but this was just too much for me! It was so intense that after what seemed like maybe two minutes, I began to beg John to stop. "Please...." I pleaded with him, practically in tears. "Please?. I can't take it... is too much.... please!" I begged and prayed to him to stop sucking on my sensitive penis as he gave me orgasm after orgasm to the point of insanity. My hands were buried in his soft white hair and I tugged and pulled and tried to get him off of me because the feeling was just so much, but I couldn't. He was a strong man and I was just a boy. I couldn't stop him from licking and sucking on my sensitive boy dick and part of me didn't want to stop him, even though I could barely stand what I was feeling now. I was so overexcited that my muscles grew weak and after a moment, I began to feel something else about to happen I couldn't control, but he went on. "Please.... I can't... is too much... I need to pee!" I warned him. But he did not stop. I tried to push away but he just wrapped his arm around my waist and held me tight. I pushed back, whimpered and moaned constantly "I gotta pee," I cried repeatedly, until soon I could not hold back any longer. Just as I felt the first drops escape, John finally took my dick from his mouth and held it with two fingers as Karl continued to pound his ass. I began to pee uncontrollably. John aimed my boy dick up in the air so most of it went in a little arc before splashing down onto the tile floor of the steam room and down the drain. Only he didn't aim very well! Maybe Karl was pounding him so hard he couldn't hold me right, but it seemed like John kept moving my dick around, back and forth, making me look like a little fountain as I made a pee. I remember thinking John did not do a very good job of aiming my little dick because he moved it around so much a lot of my pee splashed onto his face! I was so ashamed of myself for being like a little kid who couldn't hold it. And then that some of my pee had gotten on John seemed very bad, even though he didn't seem to care. In fact, it was like he did it on purpose! I was very confused by that! Back then I couldn't understand why any man would like to hold a little boy's dick in his hand as the boy pissed, or why a man would like watching a little boy pee, or worse, would be okay with getting some of a young boy's piss on him! Now, I think John was a man who liked all those things. I finally collapsed, feeling totally exhausted, while Karl hammered his big dick in John ass even harder. All the time Karl pounded him like a jackhammer, until finally, he just stopped fucking him. "It's too hot in here to cum," Karl said, then smiled and slapped John on the butt. "Now that we both know what a good, fuckable butt you have I will have to give this to you more often." As Karl stood and stepped away, John laid his head in my lap, nuzzling, as he again ran his hands all over my smooth body. "Ohhh, so beautiful, so sweet, so lovely," he moaned softly under his breath. " You are such a beautiful boy." John leaned into me and kissed my whole tired body. He lovingly stroked my face and cheeks, he licked at my chest and my nipples, kissed over my tummy, then gave my softening dick one last lick that sent shivers through me because it was still so sensitive. John looked up into my face and smiled. "Thank you," he said, sounding both happy and broken. "You've just satisfied a dream I've had my whole life. " Back then, I didn't know what this all meant, but I knew that I liked John very much too. He was handsome and nice and he'd made me feel very, VERY good. I'd felt bad that I had not been able to suck his cock and give him back the same nice feelings he'd given me, so I was very pleased to know that somehow, just letting him do what we did, I'd been able to make him happy. Emil also leaned in and kissed me. "Come Stefan," Emil said softly. "We have to take a break from this heat." I kissed Emil back and happily wrapped my arms around him as he held me in his. In that moment I felt more loved than I had ever felt in my whole life. I had no father. Only my mother and aunt. I wanted a man to love me, a man whom I could love back, and being with Emil and Karl and the others, sharing the joys of being men together, even though I was still only a boy, I could not have been happier. I loved all these wonderful, naked, sexy grandpas! ---- I don't know when I'll have the next part up, but as you can see, Stefan's story isn't over. Comments, good or bad, to: LeoRysing -at- protonmail -dot- com I will share them with the adult man who was once "Stefan" so he will see them too.