Date: Tue, 4 Sep 2018 14:01:17 -0300
From: Octavio Ocampo <octaviospije@gmail.com>
Subject: Wasatch-Plunge-SLC-03

This is a short story, anecdote, or memoir in a series about coming of age
in Salt Lake City during the 1960s ad 1970s. This is a fiction that is part
of a series as on my personal memories and experiences of coming out as a
gay man in the 1960s and 1970s.

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Wasatch-Plunge-SLC-03

The summer heat continued the next couple of days. Salt Lake City residents
stayed hidden indoors as the dog days of summer dried out the lawns and
gardens in the city. Cicadas loudly sung everywhere making the city seem
like a ghost town. The heat made me feel sluggish and I didn't want to do
anything but sleep all day. When Thursday arrived I finally pulled myself
together enough to go down town for lunch. I spent an hour at the
Walgreen's luncheon counter, feeling much better after eating. The idea of
checking out Wasatch Plunge was working in the back of my mind. But it
seemed too far away. Still, I walked to 3rd west from downtown and waited
for a city bus to take me the rest of the way.

Downtown Salt Lake is compact with most of the central businesses lining
State Street and Main Street. At least that's the way it was in the early
1960s. Eighth North and 3rd West was at the north end of downtown where the
businesses and neighborhoods gave way to sparse desert foothills and not
much else until you drove 5 miles to the next town. Right at the end on the
edge of the desert foothills was Wasatch Plunge, also called Wasatch
Springs by the locals. It was an immense brick and concrete public works
building that had seen better days. Early settlers had taken over the
natural hot springs that bubbled up in that part of the city, capping them
and building an enormous public swimming pool complex that also had private
hot spring pools and a huge changing room where the original hot springs
cave had been. The cave was now fitted with concrete benches and served as
a steam room. The steam room was dark. There was a single light bulb inside
above the door leaving most of the cave in the dark. It was only about
forty feet long, but it definitely had an ominous feeling to it. And the
steam smelled strongly of sulphur.

I trudged up the formal concrete steps to the entrance of the complex and
pushed open a heavy wooden door that had a sign specifying "This door
only." I found myself in a dark and cavernous marble foyer with paintings
of covered wagons and pioneers on the ceiling. Eventually I could see a
ticket booth at the north end of the foyer. The ticket booth was dark, but
it was open. However I was was confused when I first walked up to the
attendant's cage. There were three prices listed for entrance, but no
explanation. The attendant was unfriendly and stared at me when I asked him
to explain what the different fees meant.

"$3 is for a private room with a hot springs. $2 is for the swimming
pool. $1 is for the steam room. Which one do you want?" he glowered at me.

"I just want a steam bath," I answered.

"That will be $1 then. Here's a towel and a key for the locker."

I made my way back through a dark green-tiled hallway until I figured out
which door led to the steam room. Inside the place was rather odd. It was
brightly lit. There were rows and rows of wooden old changing stalls all
painted in the same boring high gloss beige paint. At the end of each row
of changing rooms was a row of rusting steel lockers for keeping clothes
and valuables. The toilets and wash basins were down a wide brightly lit
section with light shining in from overhead sunlights in the ceiling. And
in the corner of the changing room was a small door that led into the steam
room made from the expanded cave.

When I entered the changing room I was surprised and also excited to see
that I would be having a good time. There was a group of about 12 men, all
different ages, fucking and sucking out in the open. They didn't even
bother to look at me. I stared at them for about a minute before quickly
finding a stall to change out of my clothes and lock everything away.

I emerged shaky and ready for action. The place was amazing. There were
groups of men everywhere pleasuring each other out in the open. I didn't
know where to begin. I walked over to the first group I'd seen and put my
towel over my shoulder. I was rock hard and totally ready for some action.
I stood outside of the larger group next to three men who were kissing one
another. They were all older than me and not the most handsome men I'd ever
lusted after, but they were major sexy as they rubbed their bodies
together, kissing and pawing one another's junk. I saw an opening, being
able to get a good handle on one guy's raging hard on and got on my knees.
I was able to suck the guy off for about a minute until he pulled out of my
mouth and returned back to his little group. I caught the attention of an
older straight looking guy in his 50s who came up behind me.

"You look like a tasty little fuck," he said, grinding his hard cock up
between my ass cheeks. I wasn't exactly in the mood to get fucked, yet. But
it was soon apparent that it didn't matter. This particular daddy had his
own agenda and worked two fingers up my ass. He wasn't too bad looking,
very straight appearing with a tattoo on his shoulder. He looked like the
guy in my small town who owned the only service station, middle age and ex
army.  Fortunately, his dick wasn't too big. He forced it up inside me
before I could wrestle away from him and I found myself pressed up against
a wall getting pounded. That wasn't what I was wanting at all, but there I
was.

Two or three men started to take notice and moved from their mutual stroke
and suck to stand around us as the daddy-type ground as deep as he could
into me. One of them, a senior guy with a marine buzz cut knelt to inspect
my cock and balls. Thankfully, he liked what he saw and began to give me a
sloppy blowjob. That lessened the discomfort from getting roughly fucked.
It didn't take long for the guy ramming my ass to come. He planted himself
into me one last time, holding me steady so he could make long slow
strokes.  I could sense his load squirting up in my ass. When his dick
flopped out the senior guy felt around to explore my ass with his fingers,
too. But he kept his mouth firmly planted on my dick, sucking me hard and
fast.

Another guy moved behind me and rubbed his hard dick up and down the crack
of my freshly assaulted ass. I couldn't see or tell who it was, but I felt
stiff chest hairs scratch my back as he rubbed up and down against me. By
sliding his dick up and down in my crack the new guy was able to lube up
his tool with the cum dripping out of my ass. He juiced his dick up with
the first guy's cum and easily slid up into me. This time I was ready. I
thrust my butt out at him trying to accommodate his cock. He was bigger
than the first guy, but I could tell he was uncircumcised which made him
pounding me much more enjoyable. His foreskin acted as a sleeve for his
dick saving the lining of my ass from too much abuse. I got into a
comfortable rhythm with this second guy and started to enjoy myself when I
suddenly came in the guy's mouth who was still sucking me. Fortunately, I
didn't have to worry. The contractions of my sphincter as I shot my load
really turned on the guy fucking me and he soon followed flooding my guts
with a nice deep warm load. I looked down at my cock sucker. He looked up
and smiled revealing streams of spooge dripping down his chin.

"Thanks," I said. "That felt damn good."

The cock sucker slid up between me and the lockers to give me a full body
hug encircling not only me but the person who still had his dick stuffed up
my ass. The three of us held that position for a minute, rubbing our sweaty
bodies against one another.

The senior guy who'd just sucked me off then whispered in my ear, "Turn
around. I want to rim you."

The cock in my ass plopped out as I squirmed around to see who it belonged
to. My cock sucker guy knelt down behind me, spread my cheeks and dove in,
tonguing my asshole. I looked up at the guy who had just harpooned me and
was pleasantly surprised. Another rugged fifty-something man about six feet
tall and broad muscular chest and arms looked back at me. He had dark
reddish hair, but the hair on his chest was white. He had a small gut on
him. His shoulders and face were covered in freckles and his cock really
surprised me. Even though he was now flaccid I could see that he had a
genuinely large piece of meat. I wasn't able to tell his size when he had
it stuffed up inside me, but now that I could grasp it with my hands and
hold his heavy balls I was more than a little impressed. It's a good thing
I didn't know how big he was before he fucked me or I would have found a
way to worm out of the situation. He planted his mouth against mine and
stuck his tongue deep into my mouth. I really enjoyed the attention. With
one guy rimming deep inside my ass and another with his tongue down my
throat I was feeling pretty good.

When we broke apart for a breath of air I pulled the big red head down to
my level and whispered in his ear, "Can I lick your ass? I really want to
rim you."

The red headed daddy smiled and moved away so he could lean against the
lockers, giving me the opportunity to get down behind him and see what I
could do. I nuzzled up between his butt cheeks, spreading them slightly so
I could see his rosebud and started licking him. He moaned a little and
pushed his ass into my face. He relaxed allowing me to get my tongue beyond
his sphincter. I was rewarded with the taste of someone's cum. It was both
a surprise and a pleasure to rim a hot muscular daddy and find that he
enjoyed the pleasure of another man's cock up his ass. I worked at cleaning
what I could out of him for a couple of minutes. The senior guy who had
been rimming me got up close to watch and eventually pulled me away so he
could have a turn. I took the opportunity to move to the red head's crotch
and gently mouth on his big soft dong. While he was flaccid I could get his
entire dick in my mouth. There would be no way I could manage sucking him
off comfortably if he was rock hard, that was for sure.

So far so good. My first experience in the changing room was pretty good,
but I needed about 20 minutes to recharge and get it up again. I gave up
the generous cock in my mouth, patting the redheaded daddy on the ass and
thanking him for such a good fuck. And it was a good one, too. He'd taken
it nice and slow making sure to hit all the right buttons. And I gave the
senior guy a kiss on the mouth and shaked his cock to thank him for such a
great suck job. It was time to check out the steam cave.

As I mentioned, the steam room was actually an old rock cave that had been
enlarged. The entrance to the steam cave was a big redwood cedar door held
together with iron cross beams. It took some effort to swing it open and
you had to be quick because it swung closed fast. Concrete benches had been
poured the length of the cavern, one on each side. The cement was old and
worn with a bit of a rough surface. You needed to put a towel down before
sitting on it to be comfortable.

I opened the door and shuffled in, walking on soft pea sized gravel that
felt great under my feet. It was very dim inside the steam cave. I sat
close to the door on the nearest bench waiting for my eyes to adjust. It
wasn't long before a hand found my crotch and an old guy reached out to
suck on my cock. It felt good, but I wasn't able to get hard. This didn't
seem to bother the old guy who happily sucked away on it without
complaining. Opposite us on the other bench was a couple of older men,
probably in their late 60s, one guy was on his stomach lying on the cement
bench while the other guy topped him. The guy on top straddled the other
man's ass with his dick firmly planted in his hole. He slowly pumped away
into the man on his stomach. It seemed they'd both been at it quite a long
time because of their heavy panting and buckets of sweat pouring off
them. They were definitely old, looking like a couple of elderly
grandfathers who you'd expect to have a pocket full butterscotch hard candy
to pass around. Beyond them it was too dark to tell who or what was going
on. But from the sighs and moans the place was obviously packed.

I gently patted the old man who was sucking on my dick on the head,
indicating that I wanted to get up. He reluctantly let my cock plop out of
his mouth. I slowly walked into the darker end of the steam cave, stepping
over feet and legs trying to make my way in the darkness. The action going
on in the dark end of the steam cave was intense. There were probably 25
people crammed into the space all writhing and squirming their naked bodies
together. As I felt my way through the crowd I came across men fucking in
chains of three, four and five at the same time. I really got a thrill
feeling between them, checking the various sizes of hard cocks sliding up
willing asses, one after another. I could also tell none of these studs
were young. They were all old guys at least 60 and much older who gathered
together to get their libidos stroked. Lots of men with bellies. All
different sizes of dicks. All of them horny as all get out. And they seemed
to appreciate my attention by checking our their junk as they slipped their
cocks into one another.

I bumped into a very tall guy, at least 6 foot 6, whose basic shape I could
make out in the dimness. His skin sagged, but not so bad that it was
gross. He was just old, probably in his mid 70s. And from my initial
encounter with him, it was obvious he was once a major hunk. He had one
hand on my shoulder trying not to fall from me bumping into him. I reached
down to check out his package. I was amazed. The guy had a huge pendulous
uncut dick and long hanging balls. His cock was longer than his ball
sack. The end of his long squishy cock was wrinkled and large with an
excess of foreskin. I leaned into him putting my head on his chest so I
could inspect this guy's junk some more. He didn't seem to mind. I took
hold of his cock and stuck an index finger up inside his tunnel of foreskin
to check him out. He was wet with clear sticky precum that dripped down my
finger. I put it to my nose and then tasted it. The guy knew how to keep a
giant dick like his clean. It tasted sweet. I wanted more so I bent down
and put the head of his heavily wrinkled cock into my mouth, working my
tongue past all of the foreskin to taste the glans. This had a predictable
effect on him as his penis began to fill with blood. And I was rewarded
with even more sweet precum, enough to fill my mouth and keep me happy. I
guided him over to an empty space on one of the benches, made him sit down
and and then I knelt between his legs, going to work on this huge prize I'd
discovered. It took a few minutes and the steam was so hot that someone
opened the door to let cool air in, but I finally got this 70+ year-old's
cock to stand at attention. Of course, I couldn't get the whole thing in my
mouth, but what I did get in he seemed to enjoy. And it easily took both of
my hands to reach around his hard dick. Once he was trusting my skills I
figure he had a good 10 inches of hard dick and it was nine inches or more
in circumference. But he had at least seven inches of excess foreskin that
draped his cock. Working on this guy was like sucking and jacking off with
a soft luxurious sleeve.

I couldn't stand it. I stood up, turned around, and then sat down on his
monster cock. It took me a minute or two to get the head in and it was
painful at first. But he'd softened up a bit. In fact I was worried he was
going to lose his erection. That helped me pop it past my sphincter muscle,
the rest was easy. With all of that foreskin I was easily able to sit down
on his full length and get comfortably adjusted. I hadn't paid attention,
but I was more than rock hard, myself. I turned my head straining my neck
to see if I could kiss this huge man. That's when I noticed he had a full
thick gray mustache. It looked like a sweeper broom. And he still had a
head of bullet silver gray hair, long, a bit thin, that fell to his
shoulders.

I turned my had back toward him. He met me half way so we could play tonsil
hockey. The man was an amazing kisser. And he did a good job of kissing,
licking, and sucking my face and shoulders as we fucked. And of course the
fucking was astounding. I rode his lap cowboy style with both of my feet
planted in the soft gravel of the steam cave between his spread feet. He
let me have complete control of the action as I fucked myself on his
amazing cock. He kept a hand on either of my hips to help steady and guide
me as needed. But I was basically in charge.

A tall young man about my age walked in and stood before us. I reached out
for his cock. He fumbled around in the dim light trying to get an idea who
was touching him. He made it to my face. I sucked on one of his thumbs. He
seemed to like that and he was able to find me and the silver grand daddy
in the dark. I had him by his hardening cock. A very nice one as it turned
out. And I pulled him into my mouth. I was in pig heaven. I had this
amazingly comfortable giant cock up my ass and a young guy's cock in my
mouth. I released him long enough for the old guy fucking me to lean around
me and suck on the young guy for a few minutes. They young man didn't
complain. He arched his back and leaned into us a bit, holding himself
steady against the wall behind me and the old man. We took turns sucking
him alternating by both of us working on the young dick at the same
time. He really enjoyed the two of us paying attention to his meat at the
same time. So did we.

During all of this casual play I was getting far too close to exploding a
wad, and eventually I did. My sphincter contracted so tightly when I came
I'm sure it was't too comfortable for the old guy whose cock I was using to
get myself off. But he survived. I tried to save as much cum in my hand as
possible and enjoyed myself a little too much as I dismounted the old guy's
giant cock. Once free, I bent down to continue sucking on the young guy
with the help of my giant cocked grand daddy, slathering as much saved cum
as I could onto the young guy's dick and into the silver grand daddy's
mouth. The old guy was into it. And so, it seemed was the young guy.

Once I was clear of the old man's hard on the young guy felt down to check
out the action and exclaimed, "You're fucking kidding me!"

"Oh, it's no joke," I said to him. "It's heaven on earth is what it is" and
I chuckled a little.

The young man reached down with both hands to explore the old man's still
very hard tool. And he marveled at the soft wet foreskin skin. The old man
turned him around and stuck his tongue up between the young man's butt
cheeks. He quickly hit the spot and got his tongue up the young asshole. I
took advantage of the situation by getting on my knees and sucking on the
young guy's beautiful long cock. He almost came in my mouth and pushed me
off for a minute. Then he took advantage of the opportunity to take my
place, sitting down on the old man's spectacular giant cock. It took him
longer than it did me. But he was up to the challenge. I tried to help him
by keeping his cock in my mouth during the entire time it took to mount the
old man. But he didn't disappoint us. Eventually he had the old man's
entire cock up his ass and was gently moaning.

I stood up and stuffed my cock in his mouth, making him clean up any
leftover cum. When he was finished I bent down and mashed my mouth over his
and stuck my tongue as deeply as I could down his throat. Then I knelt down
between his legs as the old man slowly fucked him.  I did a pretty good job
of keeping up with the young guy's rhythm and not sucking too hard that he
would be forced to come. But I made sure I was there when it happened.

The young guy didn't seem to have the same staying power as I did and
threatened to explode at any moment. The old man was definitely horned up
and very much turned on. He'd been fucking me for at least twenty minutes
and another ten with his cock up this young man's ass was more than he
could bear. As I suck on the young man's tool I felt the older man's low
hangers tighten up as he shot load after load of cum into the young man's
ass. That set off the young man, who rewarded me with several thick shots
of an enormous load into my mouth. I stood up quickly and shared the young
man's treasure with the older man who was more than pleased to swap fresh
hot cum. The young man was even able to join in once he'd caught his
breath. I wanted to pull him off the older man's dick and suck the older
man's cum out of the guy's ass right then and there. But I didn't. For some
reason it didn't seem the thing to do. I moved over to the opposite bench
and sat down to watch this new coupling of young and old. The young man
enjoyed having the older's giant cock up his ass as long as possible until
it became too flaccid and plopped out, as they do. He gave the older man a
long kiss and left. I moved over to the older guy and gave him a deep kiss,
too.

As all encounters do, we both left the steam cave and took long cold
show``ers to recover from all the heat and intense sex. I checked out where
the older man was changing into his clothes and rushed off to get a
business card from my wallet. I met him as he was just leaving and tried to
be my persuasive best by telling him, "Any time you feel like you'd like to
spend an hour fucking with a kid like me don't hesitate to call. I really
enjoyed that session we all had. I'd like to repeat it if possible. I have
my own place. I live alone." and then I patted his crotch and walked
away. I turned to see him leave and he winked at me before he opened the
door. That gave me hope.

I had no idea what happened to my towel. But it didn't seem to matter. No
one had a towel wrapped around their waist. And I was dying of thirst. I
found one of two drinking fountains and gulped enough cool water to drown a
pony. There were others needing water, too. We sort of gathered into an ad
hoc group taking turns gulping water and checking one another out. Most of
the men were older, senior citizen types. But there were plenty of decent
looking naked guys in their forties and fifties. I was barely eighteen, so
I definitely stood out and received a lot of attention. And I enjoyed it. I
definitely didn't have any hangup about finding only young men my own age
sexy. There was plenty of decent cock to enjoy and I was anxious to do my
best.

After being felt up by several older men I politely excused myself to take
a tour of the rest of the facility. As I mentioned, it was mostly a huge
changing room with rows and rows of cubicles. The cubicles were big enough
that two, possibly three people could find privacy behind a closed door and
not attract attention from others. But I was more impressed that the
patrons to this steam works were into public sex, and a lot of it.

As I turned to walk down the last row of cubicles I was greeted with the
site of yet another mosh pit of writhing older bodies. And to my surprise I
could just make out my old cowboy friend, Mike, enjoying his turn as the
center of attention. He was leaning forward against a cubicle door with his
arms outstretched and was getting gang banged.

I moved in closer until I could see he was getting rogered but good by a
guy who looked to be about 50, receding hair, muscular build, and a very
large endowment which he was pumping into Mike's ass. Mike's eyes were
closed and he had a serene look on his face. I started to get hard again.

Sitting on a bench below mike was an older man deep throating Mike's
beautiful cock. I pried myself through the crowd surrounding them and knelt
next to Mike's cock sucker. I sort of got the idea he'd been at it a long
time and maybe could use a breather, so I kissed him on the cheek and
squeezed his six inch erection. I then went down on the cock sucker's dick
and soon had him coming uncontrollably into my willing mouth. He released
Mike's cock letting me take over and scooted to one side.

By now I'd encountered Mike's hard rod three times and was very familiar
with the territory. I knew I could easily deep throat his entire eight
inches without any problem and still breath through my nose. It wasn't
exactly easy, but I could do it. I inhaled his slippery wet cock in no time
and began to work on him with the muscles in my throat. Mike noticed the
change in action on his cock. He tapped me on the head looking down at me
and smiled. I felt up between his legs and was impressed to discover he'd
been the center of a gang-bang for quite a while. The insides of his thighs
were coated with cum that dripped down when there was a change of hard cock
up his ass. There wasn't just a few dribbles of it. There were huge flows
of cum down his legs and a sizable pool of of it building up on the floor
between his legs. The sight of so much cum pooling on the floor below him
drove me a bit crazy. I hadn't turned into a complete cum pig when I was
18. Although I am now that I'm in my fifties. But at the time I was very
much tempted to gather up as much cum on the floor that I could and put it
to other uses rather than just waste it as floor polish. But I didn't. I
did, however, scrape cum from the insides of his legs to use as hand lube
as I took a short break from sucking him off. Mike really responded to the
sensation of my hands covered in slimy fresh cum working up and down on his
hard cock.

"Keep that up," he demanded as some new stranger began to harpoon his
ass. I could feel his dick become even more hard as I grasped him and
fiercely pumped him with my cum coated hands. In no time he began to
convulse and shot a couple of hot loads directly on my face. I held onto
him and continued to stroke until I couldn't feel any new surging. He held
steady as the last person to mount him shot their load deep inside him and
then he removed them from his ass and sat down next to me, cleaning his own
cum off of my face with his tongue.

"Howdy, chief," he greeted giving me an all encompassing hug. The gang-bang
crowd hadn't broken up. They were just as anxious to spew cum where ever
they could just as the last guy who had fucked Mike had done. They changed
their focus from trying to fuck Mike to just jacking off and spraying us
both with their cum. It' seemed to be a novel and popular thing to do and I
rather liked it as long as I had Mike to share all that cum with. First two
strangers shot their loads directly on us and spread it around with their
hard ons. Two more followed, then one guy did a solo on us. Two more, and
then a small semicircle of guys fiercely jacking their dicks volleyed shots
of hot jizz all over us as kind of a finale.

Several men bent down to lick our faces and share in the bounty of so much
cum. I was pretty much thrilled by the idea and was more than glad to swap
jizz with anyone who would lick it up and open wide.

Mike took me back to the steam cave where we sat back on a bench together
to decompress from all the action. Even though we were both pretty well
spent, men knelt in front of us and sucked on our flaccid dicks. It didn't
matter that we couldn't get hard.

"How long have you been here," he asked me.

"Sometime after 1:00 pm. That's what your note said, "After 1:00 pm."

"Yeah, well that's when this place is the busiest. Also, mostly on
Thursdays. I don't know why on Thursdays, but that's the way it is," he
explained reaching over to pinch my right nipple. "You get raped the minute
you got here?" he asked me.

"Yes, I did," I answered a bit surprised. "You knew I'd get jumped if I
came here?"

"Not many young men show up, so . . . yeah. I pretty much expected you'd
find yourself very popular among these perverts," he laughed.

"You seem to be pretty popular yourself," I pressed. "I've never met an
older man like you before who enjoys taking it up the ass so much."

"You like that?" he asked.

"Fuck, yeah. I think it's hot. Most guys are just tops looking for a place
to dump a load. But you seem to have a more well-rounded look about
fucking. Very hot," I said trying to compliment him.

"Do you think you've got more in you? Or are you spent for the afternoon?"
he asked me.

I thought for a moment and told him I needed to rest a bit. My ass was a
little sore, but I'm sure I wasn't as sore as he was. I'd never attempted
to take on a gang-bang before. But maybe if we showered and cooled down for
a while I could probably recharge.

"Me, too. Although I've only shot one load so far and that was all over
you." he confessed.

We pulled the guy's sucking our respective cocks off of us. They both
seemed rather disappointed. But there wasn't any point to it except the
pleasure of having our rubbery dicks in their mouths. Neither of us was
going to sport wood any time soon.

We found our way to the showers and spent about fifteen minutes under the
cool water. There was an old hose with constantly running lukewarm water
coming out of it. The end was cut off making it easier to use as a
douche. We took turns using it to flush out our butt cavities, which in an
odd way felt good and somewhat erotic. Mike pushed the hose part way up his
ass and in doing so began to get hard again. But we just made sure we were
both cleaned out good and nothing more.

Without towels we didn't have anything to dry ourselves off with. So we
wandered around together in the warm humid air of the changing room
checking out the sights together. We found the red headed muscular guy who
had fucked me earlier at the bottom of a pig pile at one end of the
cubicles. He was on his back, eyes rolled up and legs in the air as a queue
of men patiently took turns fucking him senseless. We checked out the other
alleys of cubicles and watched men in their 70 and 80s take turns fucking
one another. The last corridor of cubicles was like blow job alley. You
could't make it very far down the corridor without some horny grandpa
pouncing on your dick and wanting to suck you off. One enthusiastic
geriatric with who still had a good build and decent cock latched on to
Mike in no time. I held Mike close to me and watched as the guy inhaled
Mike's cock and worked him to a semi state of erection. Mike pulled me
around to his side and made the guy take both our cocks into his mouth
which he did rather easily. The sensation of his cock pressed against mine
as we were getting sucked started to get me hard. Soon we were both
reasonably hard and feeling pretty good. I whispered into Mike's ear, "I'd
really like to see if we can't fuck that red headed guy with all the
muscles. How about you?"

"Fuck, yeah. That sounds nice," he agreed. We pulled out of the 80
year-old's mouth, thanked him for getting us hard again, and trundled back
to the first corridor of cubicles hoping for a chance of a slow sloppy fuck
with the red head. Fortunately, he was still at it. There was only one guy
plowing into him, a thirty-something guy with a long skinny cock. What this
younger guy lacked in girth he made up for in length and was able to reach
spots deep in inside the red head's ass that did the trick. Mike and I
gently probed the ass hole of the younger guy. This usually causes a guy to
suddenly cum without intending to, especially if you rub the prostate. The
younger man groaned with pleasure and slowed down pumping into the red
head's butt. Mike pulled out his fingers, squatted behind the younger guy
and slowly pushed in his entire cock up to the hilt.

The younger guy let out a loud groan of pleasure and held still as Mike
proceeded to pump in and out of him. Within seconds the guy began to expel
his own load into the red head's ass. The red head gasped a little and
whimpered when the younger man finished by pulling out his skinny
cock. Mike wasted no time replacing the skinny cock with his own beautiful
piece of meat. He rolled his cock around a few times deep in the red head's
ass then once he was securely planted he grabbed the red head by the arms,
held him close and rolled the two of them over so the red head was lying on
top of him. Mike pulled the red head's butt cheeks apart giving me a good
look at how he filled the man's hole. He looked over the red head's
shoulder and winked at me, pointing at his cock with one finger.

It took me a moment, but I finally understood his signal. I squatted down
behind the red head and pressed the head of my cock against his straining
man pussy. I was able to gather some anonymous slippery cum from the floor
beside them and use it for lube. Two handfuls of cum and I easily popped
the head of my cock inside the red head. He made a half moan half scream
noise. I persisted and slowly slide myself completely inside him in perfect
alignment with Mike's pulsing rod. We held ourselves motionless for about a
half minute then I began to slide out and back in a little bit. With each
short pump it was easier for us to double fuck this incredibly hot middle
age man. And he was into it. At first he was tight and it was a bit too
painful, but he soon opened up enough that all three of us were enjoying
the sensation. Me more than anyone. I was overwhelmed at the feeling of my
cock sliding deep into a hot slippery hole against the full length of
Mike's tool. I could feel his heartbeat pulsating through his rock hard
cock against my stiff dick. It was amazing. And the sensitive spot on the
underside of my dick aligned perfectly with Mike's making the sensations of
pleasure that more intense.

Once I grasped what we were actually doing my libido pushed into
overload. I held out as long as I could, but I was desperate to shoot. In
addition a small crowd had gathered around us and men were feverishly
jacking off spraying cum all over us. That last bit did it, men shooting
cum all over us. I don't know where I found it. I thought I had been fucked
and sucked dry. But a low burn started deep inside me and I began to shoot
gobs of man batter up the red head's ass. More cum shot from deep inside me
than eclipsed any orgasm I'd had earlier that day. And Mike felt it too.

"What the fuck," he cried out. "Is all that from you?" he asked
incredulously. And the red head whimpered with pleasure as I filled up his
guts. I held myself inside him as long as possible until my dick began to
soften. The the pressure from Mike and I stuffed up the man's butt took
over and squeezed me out. Mike held himself inside as the red head slowly
sat up. I'd knelt back on my knees and watched him reach behind to gather
up as much cum as he could dripping out of his ass. Then he used it to jack
himself off. Mike did his best to hold back, but when the red head started
to shoot, so did Mike. Not to be left out, I pressed myself against the red
head's back and held him as he exploded volley after volley of cum all over
Mike. At the same time our audience showed their gratitude by showering us
with more loads of cum as they jacked off over us. I did my best to slather
as much of the spooge all over the red head's chest and arms. He seemed to
be into it.

Mike remained inside the red head's ass until he finally went completely
soft. We eventually disentangled ourselves and stood up. Mike and the red
head held each other and sucked face for a while. I licked as much cum off
of both of them as I could and they rewarded me by letting me join in for a
long session of tonsil hockey. There was more than enough cum for all of us
to wipe up and share. I patted the red head's ass and said something stupid
like, "You're fucking amazing!" and moved out of the way. The red head and
Mike remained standing and invited the crowd of men around them to join in
and suck as much cum as they could off other their chests and arms. The
younger 30 year-old man Mike had displaced knelt down and rimmed the red
head, cleaning as much spooge out of his over used man pussy as he could
find. I was a little jealous.

That was pretty much it for me that afternoon. I cleaned myself up again
under the showers, air dried myself as best I could and got dressed. Mike
caught up with me and looked a little disappointed to see me ready to leave
However, it's not as if either of us missed out on anything. As spent and
tired as I was I could hardly wait until the next Thursday when I would
definitely show up again to lose myself in the crowd of older and very old
men. Those gentlemen knew how to party. They had a lot to teach me. I made
certain that Mike knew if we didn't run into each other over the weekend
we'd be sure to meet in seven days at Wasatch Plunge.