Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2023 15:13:27 +0000
From: Arthur Horsler <ArtofHole@hotmail.com>
Subject: Daddies Sauna - part one

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Daddies Sauna

One

Around the corner was another corridor. Like the rest of the Bathhouse,
it was very dark. Blue light came from thin strip-bulbs somewhere up
ahead and also spilled out from the row of cabins on the left. I carried
on exploring. Slowly. There was one other man in the corridor and I
recognised him from my early wanderings. The guy ahead of me was leaning
back against the rough black-painted wooden walls and was staring into
the room in front of him. He was a beefy-looking older man, maybe in his
fifties? Naked. No towel. His arms were crossed and he seemed intent on
staring at whoever stood inside the cabin, then he leered and reached for
his semi-hard dick. A nice thick cock. He wagged it up and down.

As I shuffled along, the inside of the cabin came into my view. The door
was swung inward. Inside I could see that the three walls were lined with
mirrors and it had had a nice soft padded vinyl floor. A young lad was
standing in the small space, his back to the door and facing his own
reflection. He was looking directly into the mirror and tweaking his nips
with one hand, slowly playing with his cock with the other. He was
staring through the reflection at the big man outside.

The guy noticed me and smiled, shifting to make room for me to pass. He
nodded at the kid through the door. A silent expression that seemed to
say `get a load of that'! He was right. The boy was another one of the
Sauna's schoolboy hotties. Flashing his tight round ass right at us. The
kid's skin was glistening. Maybe sweat. Maybe lube. There was an obvious
smeared puddle on the ground right between his legs that could only have
come dripping from his hole.
Having me as an audience seemed to spur the older man into action. He
swaggered forward through the entrance to the cabin. He was tall and
wide, blocking most of the view, but I could see him looming up behind
the boy and reaching around to rub a large hairy hand across the lad's
chest. In the mirrors I could also see him rubbing the swollen helmet of
his fat cock head between the lad's butt cheeks. There was an involuntary
sound, somewhere between a gasp and moan, from the young slut's lips,
and I watched as the big fella thrust up and in all the way.

`Mmm' the man moaned and bent to run his tongue along the side of the
boy's neck. The boy's eyes were half closed.
`That's right. Tighten up.' The man began some slow fucking, `fuck
yes, you know how to milk Daddy dontcha Son? You want my load baby?'

The boy was nodding vigorously. Every time the man thrust forward, he
pushed back onto the thick cock, grinding his ass. I stood and watched,
wanking hard.

I heard the jangle of a locker key and saw someone emerge around the
corner, striding into the corridor. It was the huge-muscled trucker from
before, and he was pushing a young lad in front of him, huge left hand
resting on his shoulder. It was the pale kid from the sauna. The kid
looked calm and submissive, just like earlier. Keeping silent. His skin
was glistening from head to toe and I could smell the aroma of piss as
they got closer. The trucker was swinging a truly enormous dildo in his
right hand. It looked to be at least two foot in length - black and
shaped with ridges.

I stood back as the pair passed me. The boy was silent and seemed not to
notice me, but the trucker gave me a winked and paused, glancing into the
cabin on the right to eye the action. He turned back to me and brandished
the huge dildo like a floppy sword.

`Gonna give this one the treatment he needs' he said to me, indicating
the boy he was grasping by the shoulder. The boy stayed silent and looked
at the floor. `Wanna watch? Help maybe?'
`Gonna wreck him good!'. He pulled the boy closer and whispered in his
ear. `That's right boy. I'm going to turn your hole inside out.'

Before I could say a word, trucker man had pushed the boy forward and
into the next cabin along. A glanced around the open doorway and saw him
holding the kid's face up between his hands - kissing him roughly.
Tasting the dried cum and urine around his lips. Forcing his tongue deep
into the boy's mouth. Fuck it was hot to watch.

Earlier......

Two

As I drove down the dusty roads of rural Mississippi, I couldn't help but
feel a sense of excitement mixed with a tinge of nervousness. I had heard
rumours about the bathhouse, and I was eager to see it for myself.
Daddies Sauna had no website, and it wasn't listed in any directory for
gay venues. As a city boy, I had never been to a place like this before.
At least my Satnav knew where it was.

I finally pulled off the wooded side-track I had been following, into the
car park, and I was struck by the size of the place. There were rows and
rows of big rigs parked in the lot and the smell of diesel fuel hung
heavy in the air. I stepped out of my car and looked around, taking in
the sights and sounds. It was oddly silent and there was no one in sight,
just the sound of the wind across the nearby farm fields. Daddies Sauna
was a large squat, one-storey industrial unit with corrugated aluminium
sidings. There were no signs or windows. Just some empty propane
canisters stacked beside a heavy metal door.

I made my way inside and the door swung shut. I was engulfed in
near-darkness. A loud electronic beep sounded off into the distance.
There was a distant whiff of chlorine and I felt reassured by that; this
really was a bathhouse. On the wall, a neon sign blazed Daddies Sauna in
red, along with a graphic of a man's torso, beefy arms crossed, and a
Stetson hat. At the end of the small vestibule was a chest high window
covered in plexiglass. A tall shadow of a man appeared, looking down.
`Erm. One. Please. Do you take cards?'
The guy just grunted, then flapped a clipboard down in front of him.
`What's your name guy?'
`Stewart'
`You been here before? Don't think I've seen you here before'
I shook my head.
He seemed to look me up and down with a passive face -
`How old are you, Stewart?'
`I'm 52'
`Hmm. You top?'
I suddenly felt nervous. This was becoming like an interview. I nodded.
Yeah, it was true. That's what I liked.
Without another word, the guy thrust a card reader through a hole in the
window and took my payment, then pushed through a locker key, attached to
a thick rubber band - number 86.
`Come on through' and with a sharp buzz a door in the wall unlocked and
I pushed it open.

Three

I sat in the sauna, feeling the warmth seep into my bones. It was one of
my favourite places to be, a sanctuary of sorts.
As I sat there enjoying the heat, the door opened and in walked a teenage
boy. He was tall. Lanky and pale, with a mop of curly hair that hung down
over his forehead. We nodded at each other in greeting and he seemed shy,
quickly looking down at the floor. He sat down on the bench opposite me
and spread his towel out underneath him. The young lad drew his knees up
to his chest, almost hugging them, and rested his feet on the bench. I
felt a throb. I had been to enough gay saunas in my time to know what he
was signalling. He hung his head slightly, still gazing at the floor, but
I couldn't stop myself from staring across at his crotch and his
butthole - everything was on display. It was dim in the sauna but I swear
I could see details of the kid's asshole - as if it was glistening and
magnified.

For a while, we sat in silence, him barely breathing, me getting harder
and harder as I kept glancing at the boy. I wondered what had brought him
to the sauna, whether he was a regular. But I didn't ask. There was
something about the quietness of the sauna that made conversation feel
inappropriate.

After a few minutes the silence was cut by the sound of the sauna's door
scrapping open. In walked a hairy older man, about my age, stark naked. A
short stocky man with a buzzcut who's body swirled with thick black
hair, all up and down his arms, his chest and shoulders and across his
neck. He peered about but quickly caught sight of the kid sitting
opposite me. The boy was glancing up, peering from under this fringe, and
the guy brazenly reached down and squeezed the hefty head of his thick,
dark cock. Giving it a pulse in his hand. He shut the door with a firm
pull and the sauna fell silent again.

Slowly, almost arrogantly, the hairy dude stepped forward across the
tiled space and swung his leg over the pinewood bench. He straddled the
slatted seat right next to the meek lad. He was so close that his growing
cock, which he was now stroking up and down its full length, was almost
touching the boy. The kid stayed still. Up and down the guy wanked, now
pulling the foreskin back over a bulging fat mushroom head. The man
reached up with his other hand and lightly took the boy's chin, lifting
his face up to stare into his eyes.
`Alright?', hairy guy asked amicably, although the look on his dark
unshaven face wasn't friendly. The kid stayed silent.
The man leaned down even closer, almost touching the boy's face.
`Been here a while boy?'
At this, the boy nodded.
'Mmm'. The man growled, and slid his hand down over the young lad's
chest. Pausing to brush each of his pert little nipples, and then sliding
down. The large hairy hand dragged itself quickly over the boy's dick
and ball's and then scooped down over his ass. He made another growl and
began tugging harder on his own dick, letting it slap up and down against
his belly. He ran the tips of his fingers over the boy's ass-lips and
then gently pushed his forefinger and middle finger inside. They seemed
to sink in easily.
`Ooo yeah. You've been here a while boy. How many daddy-loads have you
got up in that cunt?' He was half-whispering now, oblivious to my
presence. He leaned in closer and I couldn't hear what the boy whispered
into his ear, but he began to smile.
"Eight loads huh? Mmmm. Delicious.' As he said it, the man slowly
withdrew his fingers and sniffed them, then licked his fingertips.
And then he held up the glistening fingers in front of the boy's lips
and pressed them there. After hesitating a moment, the kid jerked forward
and sucked the meaty fingers into his mouth. His eyes closed as he sucked
them all the way down to the knuckles.
`Good boy.'
I couldn't move. So turned on. I was growing harder and harder just
watching the two of them only feet away.

The man withdrew his fingers and quickly reached down to rummage at the
young kid's butt. From where I was sitting, I could already see that the
boy's asshole looked wrecked. This time, the guy was less gentle and
forced four of his big fingers deep inside, pushing the boy's hips up
off the bench. The kid squealed in response but the man took this moment
to kiss the boy's mouth. I could see the back of his head as he was
savouring digging his tongue in deep. At the same time his hand thrust
forcefully, and the boy's ass-ring stretched wider and thinner. He was
twisting and cupping his hand inside the boy's rectum, scooping its
liquids, and then he slowly withdrew. Careful not to lose any of the
runny semen.

This time he stared closely as he lifted his cupped hand to the boy's
mouth, watching as the boy slurped up the cum that had been dug out of
his ass. The man jerked his cock hard and was panting. Once again, the
boy closed his eyes as the cum ran into his mouth, almost as though he
was savouring the goo. I, too, had unwrapped my towel from over my lap
and I had started to tug at my cock. I was so hard I couldn't help it.

As soon as the boy had been fed his handful of loads, the hairy guy
kissing him again, desperately tasting the boy's mouth and sucking back
and forth on his tongue.  His free hand, too, went right back to worrying
the boy's stretched out asshole and all the while he was jerking himself
with slow long strokes.
The long black hairs on the back of the man's hand were glistening with
whatever was running out of the kid's ass. Cum and lube. This time his
hand was flexed and pointed, and I could see right away that he was also
starting to push his thumb in with the other four fingers. He drew breath
and looked into the boy's anxious face.
`Yeah, baby that's right. I want you to take daddy's hand. I know you
can do it. You've done it before. Show me you want daddy's love.'
The boy's face looked worried, but he didn't say a word. Just nodded
submission.

From where I sat, I could see the man's forearm flexing as he wriggled
fingers inside the boy's ass. And he twisted his hand too, but only
slowly and slightly, making more and more stretch. All the while he was
applying pressure. Every time the boy's ring-piece relaxed a tiny
amount, he slid more of his large hand inside. Occasionally he would pull
back, only to push forward again further.
I had never seen anyone even close to the kid's age do this, it was a
huge turn-on. I could only imagine what it was like to feel so deeply
inside.
`Oh, good boy, you're taking daddy's big hand. Almost there. Tell me
you want my big hand inside you. Go on now'
The lad's head lolled backward on his long neck and suddenly he was
looking straight at me. Watching me through half-closed eyes.
`Please daddy. I want your big hand,' he croaked, `I want your love
inside me daddy!'
And somehow the man-sized paw sank into the boy, up to the wrist.
`Good boy!' The man gushed, but the boy looked as though he couldn't
hear. The intensity of the fist-fucking was obvious across his face. He
huffed his breaths in and out.
The hairy man stayed still.
`That's right baby, just breath. It's a big fucking hand right inside
you. Just let it happen.'
He bent over and kissed the boy tenderly on the mouth. The boy's mouth
fell open, hungry, and sucked on the man's tongue. At the same time, the
boy whimpered and wriggled around the man's hand.

Taking his tongue out of the kid's mouth, hairy guy looked straight at
me. Acknowledging that I had been there all along. He smiled warmly.
"Hey. You want to feed this boy some cock while I fist him? Trust me, he
loves it'.
I wasn't even thinking. My dick was so hard watching this older guy
abusing the young kid that I just stood up and moved over to where they
were sitting. My legs felt shaky but I climbed up onto the bench so that
my thick cock was level with the boy's face.
It didn't seem to take much for the kid to reach over and suckle on my
bell-end, and once his spittle had run down the length, he let more and
more of it slide to the back of this throat. Yeah, he was a great
cock-sucker. From where I now stood, I couldn't really see too much as
my compadre started to move his hand inside the boy's ass. Firstly, I
think he was just feeling around inside kid's guts, but soon he started
pulling his hand all of the way out, before sliding back again. Each time
it glistened more and more with slickness. The boy never stopped nursing
on my cock as if it were a distraction. The only thing that he could
focus on to blank out the intensity of that big hairy hand. He made
plenty of noise though. He couldn't help it. Gasps. Yells. I worried he
might bite my dick but he never stopped throating and sucking. All the
while, hairy guy was giving him a running commentary of filth,
half-whispered into his ear.
`Yeah boy. Take daddy's big hand. That's right. Let it slide inside
you. Relax. Daddy's going to make you nice and sloppy. There you go.
Hold on boy I'm going to make a fist in your cunt. Oh yeah. Good boy.
That's one huge clenched fist. You feel that? That's right, try and
grip it. I'm pulling it out, just try and relax. I know it's intense!
Fuck yeah. And another go. Mmmm. You're making daddy so happy'.
A steady slapping sound grew, and the young lad bounced and gagged on my
cock - becoming less and less focused - gasping and letting out grunts.
The man leant in close now to the boy's ear.
`Oh yeah. I'm going to punch-fuck all those filthy loads deep into your
guts, boy.
Suddenly, a fountain of piss gushed out of the boy and jetted high,
splashing his face and chest. Splashing the man too. It happened again as
the man's arm dragged out the boy's hole, paused, fist clenched, and
then pistoned back inside. He just smirked.
`That's right. Let it all go for daddy'
This was too much for me and I roared out `I'm going to cum!'
The boy seemed to hear me and he strained to cram down as much of my dick
as he could. And then I spurted harder than I had in a very long time.
Spurt after spurt after spurt straight down the lad's throat. He
swallowed the lot. When I finally had to slip my dick out of his mouth
and I shuddered with the intensity of my orgasm. The boy looked up at me,
his face drenched with sweat and his own piss, and actually smiled.
`Fuck!' Exclaimed hairy man. Suddenly stopping.

The boy's insides had prolapsed out from the intensity of the in-and-out
fisting. The deep red wrinkly contours, the entirety of his rectum by the
looks of it, were squirting and dripping milky loads onto the floor. The
young boy's body quickly sucked his butt-meat back inside, but this had
obviously been too much for the man. He groaned and speeded up
masturbating. Balling his other hand into a fist again, he pushed it back
into the boy's hole with a pop. When he jerked his fist back out, the
kid's insides followed, and hairy man grasped the prolapse and rubbed it
against his cock-head.

`Fuck yeah' he yelled and jetted cum all over the swollen anal
prolapse. Still cuming, he used his dick to push the boy's insides back
into ass, all the way up to his balls.
He stayed still like this and looked at me, panting and smiling. Then he
turned to the boy impaled on this knob, pulling him closer. The boy was
sitting all the way down on hairy guy's cock now, resting on his lap.
The shy lad seemed to have morphed into a dazed but happy boy, smiling
with a far-off expression. He clung to the sweating older man - arms
flung around his neck and over the hairy back; coltish legs wrapped about
this waist.
`You are such a good boy for your daddies!' You did great. Now. Go and
have a shower, daddy needs a rest, OK?'
And with that, the boy slid himself off the man's lap and tottered out
of the sauna.

.....