Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2023 13:25:57 -0400
From: Tyler Bishop <smutwriter412@gmail.com>
Subject: Bathhouse Boss

Thanks for taking the time to read my first story in over a decade. This
is currently set to be the only chapter but if I get some responses I may
write one more. If it's illegal for you to read this then don't! And as
always, please donate if you can to keep this place going!


"Here you go," the guy behind the counter said, handing me a key and a
towel. "Room 309." "Thanks!" I said as I took them from him and started
down the hall. I hadn't been to the bathhouse in a while, which was kinda
why I was here. I needed some dick.

I took the stairs to the third floor and found my room. Letting myself
in, I stripped down and set my stuff on the small table - lube, poppers,
a viagra packet. I was definitely in the mood to get dicked down but you
never know when a gorgeous ass might present itself. Once I was settled I
wrapped the towel around myself and decided to wander. It wasn't too late
yet this friday night, only about 9 PM, and it would most likely be
picking up later.

I scoped out the floor I was on. The play space had a few guys in it; two
bears fucking in the sling, another older guy jerking off wile he
watched. A few of the room's doors were left open with anonymous holes
presented, and one or two of them looked pretty delicious if I'm
perfectly honest. But I wanted to stay true to my mission for now, which
was being a hole myself.

I went up to the next floor, which had more play spaces, and a few more
rooms. The glory hole room was pretty empty. The jerk off room - a cube
with 5 tv's playing different porn, and bleacher style steps 3 high, had
another older gentleman jerking his cock in the corner, clearly offering
an invitation to anyone interested. I made my way past the other rooms
and saw another propped door or two before getting to my goal for the
moment; the sauna and hot tub.

I poked my head around at the hot tub and saw one guy relaxing. He was
actually about my age, mid 30s, and decent build. Definitely someone I'd
go for, but they put too much chlorine in it and it always dried me out.
We made eye contact and nodded at each other, and I made a mental note to
keep an eye out for him later. I was a bit cubbish - 5'9, about 200, and
rather hairy. I knew I wasn't most muscle guys' cup of tea but everyone
has different flavors.

I decided to go to the last place I hadn't been yet, the sauna. I liked
to start here most of my visits. The heat allowed me to relax before I
got into any trouble, and on more than one occasion I got into trouble
without even having to leave. I opened the door to find it empty, but for
now that was fine. I took a seat on a lower bench to the left on the L
shape from the door. I untied my towel but left it covering my bits, and
proceeded to close my eyes and enjoy the heat.

I heard a few people walk past the door, and on occasion opened my eyes
to see people peering in. One guy even came in briefly. He stood near the
door, holding his towel to cover his front, and he left after only a few
minutes. I was starting to reach the point of overheating when I heard
the door open again, and I opened my eyes to a very surprising sight:
Josh, my boss.

Now, Josh and I knew we were both gay. He also wasn't technically my boss
anymore. When I first started he was my direct manager, but after several
years he had been promoted to building manager. He had told me he was gay
shortly after I started by mentioning his husband who also worked there.
We never had adult conversations, but I had gathered they were a
monogamous couple from things he had said to me over the years.

Just then Josh looked up and our eyes met, and I could see he was having
the same moment of recognition. "Oh, h-hey, Tyler," he said, a bit unsure
of what to do next, I think. I took a half second to look him over. He
had his towel firmly tied around his waist, and a pair of flip flops on.
Naked from the waist up, I finally confirmed one of my two suspicions,
that he was pretty much a twink. Despite being a few years older than me,
Josh kept his body fairly lythe. He wasn't muscular, but he had a fairly
slim build, and the faint outlines of "skinny abs.'' My other suspicion
was that he was packing, because his tight pants showed off a nice enough
bulge in the office.

"Oh, uh, hey Josh," I said back. I noticed his eyes give me a similar,
brief up and down. I wasn't sure what exactly was going to happen next,
but I was glad I wasn't fully exposed. I was also glad about that because
in full honesty, Josh was very much my type, and I moved my hand to kind
of cover the tent my towel was starting to make.

There was an awkward moment of silence as we sized each other up a bit,
both of us unsure what to do. For a brief moment I hoped we might fuck,
but I quickly dismissed that idea for obvious reasons. That said, I think
I cared a lot less about this situation than he did. I decided to break
the ice.

"Don't think I've seen you here before," I said with a hint of cheesey
tone, glancing at the bleachers on the other side of the L. Josh followed
my eyes, gave me another quick glance over, and let out a sigh. He ran
his hands down the front of his towel as if to smooth it out, and I saw a
hint of a bulge. Finally, Josh turned to his right and made his way to a
top row bench opposite me, about 4 feet away. I took a second to pull the
towel over myself a bit more to hopefully ease the tension. I hoped I
could behave myself.

"I don't come here very often," he said, a bit meekly. Josh was a bit
smaller than me, about 5'7, but meek wasn't something I would normally
describe him as. He wasn't aggressive, but usually rather assertive. He
sat with his legs a bit apart, and I could see a good distance up his
towel. I'd be lying if I said my eyes didn't strain to see any details,
but I was still wary of making this situation any worse than it could
already be.

"Yeah, I come every once in a while,'' I said. Josh was more focused on
the floor it seemed, so I took the moment to continue studying him. He
was pretty much hairless, and he had pert little nipples that looked fun
to suck. Behave! I told myself, again moving subtly to cover up my still
firming cock. I had a lot of curious questions at this point, but I knew
better than to start spitting them out. It was rather unfair that he was
so close to me, wearing so little, and I couldn't see it all. But maybe
if I played my cards right I could at least get a show.

"Look, I-'' I started, but paused. What was I even going to say? I mainly
just wanted him to put his guard down so I could do the same. He looked
up at me, face a mix of things, and I knew I needed to put him at ease.
"We're both men here. WE know why men come here. It doesn't have to be a
thing.'' I was surprised at the quietness of my own voice. It was like I
was expecting the whole office to hear me. "Work is work, and this isn't
work. Consider it like an AA meeting." He looked up at me finally, and
gave me another very brief glance over, eyes not resting on any one part
of me. "Dicks anonymous?" he said, and then we both burst out laughing.

"Yeah, dicks anonymous,"I said, and I could feel the tension leave the
room. He seemed to visibly relax at that. I still wasn't gonna try
anything, but as he leaned back I got another glimpse up his towel as it
loosened in the middle and started to cover him, and it was hard to tell
if I got a glimpse of sack or not. "Doesn't seem very busy tonight," I
said, my hands now coming to rest on my legs. If we were gonna treat this
with Vegas rules, then I was going to be my normal self.

"No not really," he said, and he used his hands to wipe off his chest. I
wanted to lick off the sweat. "Have you been here long?" I asked. "About
an hour or so," he said. I hadn't seen him on my lap, so he must have
been in a room. I pondered if he was one of the presenting holes I'd
seen, or if he'd been in another person's room. I realized at that moment
that I didn't even know if he was a top or a bottom. He could be vers I
guess, but again these are questions you can usually ask any gay man that
isn't your boss. So many questions I was nervous to ask. For better or
worse, I was really starting to overheat. "Well, I was on my way out of
the sauna here anyway," I said, starting to get up. "Oh, don't leave on
my account," he said, but I was already standing. I picked my towel up,
holding it in front of me. I was still unsure if nudity with him was
gonna be an issue. 'No, I've been in here a little while, I need to cool
down," I said. I wrapped the towel around my waist, my cock softening
enough to not be obscene, but I noticed his eyes unmistakably rest on my
bulge for a brief moment. "Look," I said, moving towards the door. "Vegas
rules?" he smirked. "Vegas rules," he replied back, and his hand ever so
faintly grazed his crotch. I gave him a good smile, and left the sauna.

I went back to my room for a bit to cool down, dry off, and decide what
to do next. Try as I might, I knew then and there thatIi was going to do
my best to catch him in on the action, even though I wouldn't partake
myself. There was no reason not to try and see Josh in his entirety.
Unless he decided to leave, but I didn't think he would. I put my towel
back on and went to the play space.

The bear was still in the sling, but no one was fucking him, casually
waiting for the next cock to work his hole. It was a bit tempting, but I
was in bottom mode tonight. I needed fucked. I went into the gloryhole
set up and waited for a bit. A few cocks came through. The first was a
fairly big one. I took him into my mouth and worked him as best I could.
There was a faint taste of lube, so clearly this guy had already been
making his rounds. He was definitely tough on my mouth, and after a while
I thanked him and told him I had to move on. A few others came through
but none presented their dicks to me.

I decided to move on and went back up to the sauna level. I made my way
past the rooms and poked my head into the jerk off room, which now had a
few more men in it. I left and went back towards the sauna, and walked
past a room with its door open that wasn't before. As I approached I
could hear moans coming from the room, and some of them sounded a bit
familiar.

I paused at the edge of the doorway peering in. If you leave the door
open you're willing to put on a show, if nothing else. A decently hot
daddy was kneeling on the bed, going to town on some hole. He was about
50 or so, average to slightly muscular build. The lights were off in the
room, but as the dim light from the hallway filled the room, I realized
that the bottom he had face down in the bed looked like Josh's build. The
top had one hand firmly gripped on the bottomn's waist, and the other
holding him down by the head, turned away from the door. Daddy top was
slam fucking the bottom fairly good, and he seemed to pick up the pace
when he noticed me standing there.

I moved into the entrance of the doorway and reached down to start
playing with my cock. Looking over the sinewy back and tight ass pinned
to the bed, I was getting more and more convinced of who he was when the
top - whose cock looked pretty massive - suddenly buried himself to the
hilt as hard as he could and held himself there. This caused the bottom
to yelp and go, "Oh, FUCK!" and I recognized the voice immediately. The
daddy turned to me and grinned as he grunted, and I realized he was
dumping his load. He also grunted loudly, as Josh continued to do the
same . The top maintained eye contact with me, as his grunting slowed,
and he presumably finished filling the hole he was undoubtedly stretching
to its limits. He seemed to finally catch his breath, still holding Josh
down. Finally, the top spoke. "You next?" he asked, motioning towards
Josh. Lord, I wanted to be. Josh's ass looked perfect. I was pretty much
all bottom but when I did top I loved being a pig, and what better hole
to fuck than your boss' already dripping a load?

That said, don't ask don't tell wasn't the same as fuck my ass and don't
tell, and I knew it would be best not to. I also didn't want Josh to know
I had been his audience. without saying anything, I shook my head no. The
top shrugged, and looked back to his conquest, giving his cock a few more
thrusts into Josh's hole, before pulling out. He may have just cum but
this cock was massive, and at that moment I wasn't sure who I was more
jealous of. I took this moment to quickly escape the room before he
figured out who I was.

I turned and went back towards the tv room. There were 3 guys in there
now, the bear who had been stroking off the whole time, the one who had
been topping at the sling earlier, and a middle aged guy who seemed very
average in all ways. I was getting hungry for a load. I took a seat next
to the stroke a thon bear. He was about 45, decently hairy, and had a
nice thick cock. he was about 5 '11 and 250. I decided to take a seat
next to him. We gave each other eyes, and it wasn't long before my hand
was in his lap, working his thick cock. After a few minutes my face was
in his lap instead, swallowing his very thick meat.

I worked his cock for a while, eventually moving to kneel on the floor,
as the side angle was killing my neck. One of the other men from the room
moved over to watch us closer. I looked up and motioned with my head for
him to take a seat. As he did, I took his cock into my hand and began to
stroke it while my mouth continued working the thick bear pole. It was
the average guy. He was decently attractive with a 6 inch dick. I shifted
myself to be kneeling between the two and leaned over and took him into
my mouth, stroking off the bear.

I worked back and forth between both dicks for a while. Eventually the
average guy started bucking harder into my mouth and gripping the sides
of my head. As I expected, he began to cum in my mouth, and I swallowed
it as he shot about 4 volleys down my throat. Once he was done he
released me, and I went back to working the bear over. Average guy left,
so I enjoyed just trying to throat the bear as best I could. Another body
appeared next to him shortly after. I looked up and to my surprise, it
was the daddy top that had been fucking Josh.

He looked down at me and smirked, and we both knew we recognized each
other. He began stroking his meat which was about half hard. "Wanna clean
my dick off bud?" he asked. I don't know how I didn't squeal then and
there. My back arched instantly from how turned on I got. Yeah, of
fucking course i wanted to suck the dick that just bred my hot as hell
boss. I put my left hand back on the bear's cock and took this guys
hardening meat into my mouth.

His girth stretched me already, and he wasn't even fully hard. He put his
hand on my hair and played with it as I sucked his dick hard. He was
probably about 8.5 inches when he finally got fully hard, and a bit
thicker than the bear next to me.

I spent some time once again alternating between the two, hopefully that
I might get to swallow 3 loads. Rr better yet, parlay one of them into
getting bred. After some time of working on this, another body appeared
to my right, standing rather than sitting. I couldn't see up to see who
it was without taking a break from deep throating the bear's cock, and at
that point in time that was all I cared about. I switched over to the
daddy, taking the bear's cock back into my left hand. The person standing
to my right was within reach, and I realized that their towel was slung
over their shoulder, and their cock was pointed towards my face.

It was also a pretty nice dick. It wasn't fully hard yet but it was half
mast, decently long and thick. I reached over and took it into my right
hand. It didn't come any closer and was a bit out of reach of my mouth,
but I continued stroking it as I throated the daddy, a hint of lube and
cum on his cock. The dick in my hand hardened. I glanced over it as I
throated the monster using me, a good 7 inches and decent girth. There
was a mole a few inches above the shaft on the left side. I wanted to
suck this newcomer but they seemed content to just watch and be stroked,
so I went back to the bear. This time as he entered my mouth, he placed
both hands on my head and said, "my turn."

My hands retracted and braced against the step as the bear began to
aggressively face fuck me, and I knew he wasn't going to stop until my
stomach had a second load in it. I gagged continuously as he plunged his
thick 7.5 inches down my throat, and I was starting to wonder if I was
gonna make it. I managed to get my right hand back over to the daddy's
cock, but all I could really do with it was hold on for dear life.

After several minutes, the bear began to grunt, and the depth of his
invasion began to be mostly just deep throating, before he finally let
out a moan and the first blast hit my tongue. He quickly shoved me all
the way down and I gagged, and as the second volley skipped my tongue and
went straight down my throat I gagged and shot it out my nose. It burned,
and I was a bit less than happy, but this caused him to let up just a
bit, and the rest of his cum found its way into my stomach.

When he finally let me up for air, I still had one hand firmly gripped
around the daddy's cock, and he was hard as ever. We exchanged smirks,
and I was ready as ever to finish up with him. The bear thanked me and
left, and I wiped the snot-load off my face and onto my towel, which had
fallen off me and was laying on the floor. The mystery cock that had been
next to the daddy had disappeared.

I moved directly in front of the daddy now, his huge cock towering over
my face. I aimed low and took his balls into my mouth one at a time,
while slowly stroking his huge rod. I traced my tongue up the shaft to
the tip, but as I went to take him into my mouth, he grabbed me by the
hair and held me head back, looking me in the eye. "You can service me as
long as you want, but I don't think I have any left in the tank," he
said. He flexed his cock and the tip swiped across my lips. "I've already
dumped 3 loads, but that mouth feels good as fuck." I heard what he said,
but my eyes never left the monster resting against my lips, teasing me.
"I'd be happy to service you for a while yet sir," I said. And I would.
I'd suck this dick all night, though maybe not all night if I wasn't
going to get fed.

A smirk came across his face again, and he used the hand not holding me
by the hair to slap his cock against my face. "Mmmm," he said, giving my
face a few firm taps with his free hand, before hawking a nice glob of
spit on my face. This man knew how to push my buttons. He grabbed his
cock and guided my mouth to it, burying me as far as I could go before I
nearly threw up. I continued blowing him for quite some time, my throat
getting sore. He used me as a fleshlight for a while, but eventually I
had to tap out, knowing I wasn't going to get a prize. He released my
head, gave me another firm love tap on the cheek, then stood up and left,
wrapping his towel around his waist. I remained on the floor on my knees,
which were practically numb at this point, covered in all kinds of
fluids.

I stood up, a bit wobbly, and wiped myself off. I made my way to the
bathroom and cleaned myself up. I was a little frustrated I wasn't
getting fucked, but that was the lottery of a bath house. I certainly
couldn't say I was having a bad time. I decided to head to the sauna
again, to relax my muscles after all that hard work, and I wondered if
Josh was still here as I made my way over. I may have gotten a good view
of his ass, but that wasn't all I hoped to see.

I opened the door to the sauna and as fate would have it, I was given my
answer. On the right side of the benches sat Josh. His eyes had been
closed when I opened the door, but he opened them and looked at me as I
came in. His body language seemed much more relaxed. After the dicking I
saw him get, I'd be surprised if he wasn't. His towel was undone, clearly
tied around him when he sat down, but it was untied now, and his left leg
was exposed entirely. The towel still draped over his right hip, covering
his cock, but there definitely seemed to be more detail there than before
where his bulge would be.

"Hey," he said, but this time with a smile. There was a tinge of
playfulness to his voice, and it was like we were at work. Definitely a
different feel from before. "Hey,'' I said, returning the smile, and
trying to maintain the relaxed feel now happening. I had a split send to
make a decision and i decided fuck it, we're already here, may as well go
for it.

Josh was seated close to the corner of the L, so I decided to sit on the
left side of it, also close to the corner, and on the lower bench. As a
result, his right leg was maybe a few inches from me. I glanced down
briefly at his crotch again, which was now closer to eye level, and his
hand grazed across it. It was hard to tell if it was on purpose or not.

"Having fun?" he asked. Fuck it, if he's gonna ask, may as well be
honest. "Yeah, I'm having a good time," I said, still smiling at him.
There was a pause again, and his hand rested over his crotch. "That was
you in the room, that he asked to fuck me, wasn't it?" he asked suddenly.
I knew my face could only be reading deer in the headlights. I didn't
know how to respond, so I decided again to just be honest. "Yeah, it
was,'' I said a bit sheepishly. He chuckled. "I managed to catch a
glimpse just as you left," he said. "Yeah, sorry if it was awkward." "Not
at all Ty," he said back. "You weren't the only one he offered me to, and
he kept my head pinned down on his cock the whole time. I probably
wouldn't even have known unless you spoke," he said.

I was floored again. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? That i
could have fucked him? "I didn't really uh...come here to top," I said.
"And even more so, I don't...I don't know man," I said. This was a
strange place to be stuck in. My hot boss that I've lusted after for
years, telling me he wouldn't have cared if I anonymously bred him at a
sex club. He laughed again. "Relax, Ty," he said. "We're men here to do
men things, remember? It all stays here." He leaned back now, his back
against the sauna wall, his hands out on either of his sides. the towel
over his right hip seemed to cover less than a moment ago. I now had a
decent view of his balls, and they looked decently sized and plump. My
eyes traveled up the towel, and I realized that there was an undeniable
bulge snaking out over his right hip. I gazed my eyes upward over his
stomach and chest. FInally I got to his face, and our eyes met. I was
100% busted.

"Sorry," I said, again with a sheepish smile, looking down to the floor.
"Quit apologizing," he said. "If I didn't want you to see that badly I
wouldn't be sitting here like this." He made a fair point, but it only
raised more questions. "I didn't take you for such a..." "Subby bottom?"
he finished for me. We both laughed again. "I'm usually not." There was a
pause between us, as the next question seemed obvious but my anxiety to
ask it seemed equally as obvious. Josh seemed to sense this and did the
hard part for me.

"I'm vers, but Jeff is 100% bottom. So, we agreed early on in our
relationship that we would be monogamous, but in order to help me satisfy
my...other needs, I'm allowed to do something like this about once a
year." "Oh," was all I could muster. That honestly made a lot of sense.
Jeff wasn't at all my type, but I had a hard time figuring out who played
what role. "Well, I'd ask if you had any luck, but I guess we both know
the answer to that," I said with a light chuckle. "Heh, yeah, I guess we
do," he said. My left knee bumped his right foot, and I looked up again
just in time for us to make eye contact. His eyes seemed to be giving
permission to look. Go ahead, it's safe here, was how it kinda felt.

I noticed him look down at me again but for a bit longer this time. My
towel was still loosely tied around my waist, and I was officially rock
hard with the growing tension in the room. I quickly palmed my crotch and
looked up to Josh again to see his eyes still on me, before flitting up
to meet mine. He was undoubtedly checking me out, so I decided to do the
same. I let my eyes roam his chest slowly down to his faint abs. The
towel was now barely covering anything at this point, his cock laying
over his right hip about the only thing that was covered. His pubes were
completely shaven with only a hint of growth. The outline under his towel
was pretty clear now, and as I fixated on it, his cock twitched under the
towel. Not just twitched, but flexed. He knew I was looking and he was
putting on a show.

My eyes darted back up to his briefly again and we made eye contact, and
it seemed clear Josh was putting on a show. My adrenaline surged. I
looked back to his nearly exposed cock, when I noticed something; a mole
just above his cock on the left side.

"That was you, in the video room," I said with realization. He was the
cock that wouldn't come close enough to suck. Josh let out a combination
sigh and chuckle. "Yeah, that was me. You were pretty good it seemed,"
he said. His cock flexed under his towel again. A wave of realizations
came over me. One, that he had seen me suck dick, two, that he had seen
me get pretty harshly face fucked, and three, most importantly, I had
held his cock. Stroked it even. Lastly, he had just complimented my oral
skills. It took me a second to process everything. "Just observing?' I
finally said. "Surprised you didn't..." I trailed off. Didn't what
exactly? Engage in sex with his employee? "Probably for the same reason
you declined when that guy offered to let you fuck me." Josh said. He
had me there.

Our eyes met again, and this time stayed. It seemed clear we both wanted
it, but the question was, would either of us initiate? Or would we both
sit here in agony? I wouldn't have to wait long to get my answer. Josh
shifted, moving his hands behind his head. As he did so he shifted the
towel slightly, but it was just enough for his cock to spring free from
its confines and furl out in front of him. It stood out in front of him
and I finally got to take it in all its glory. It was a good seven, maybe
seven and a half inches, and quite thick. Not quite a small red bull can.
The mushroom was slimmer, barely more than the width of the shaft, and
came down to a nice tip. His balls were about the size of a standard egg,
maybe a bit less.

At this point I had to be drooling. After studying it a bit, I looked
back up to Josh, who was observing me with a smirk. He flexed his cock
again, causing me to look back to it. There was no question; this was an
invitation. "I'm not a top," I said, quietly but with a husk to my
voice. "No one's perfect," he said through a grin, the same huskiness
to his own voice. His toes started rubbing against my knee, and his cock
flexed again. It was clear at this point; this was my chance, and it was
now or never. I moved my left hand to his right knee. Before I could
slide it too far up, he placed his hand on mine. "Whatever happens next,
never happened. I'm not gonna threaten your job here, but I need you to
understand." He didn't need to explain.

I nodded my head. "Just a cock in the dark room," I said. Our eyes met
again, and I used my free hand to finish undoing my towel, springing my
own cock free. He took a moment to look as he released my hand, and I
began rubbing his thigh as I slowly moved my hand up it. "I knew you had
to be packing," I said as I leaned a bit forward, my hand reaching to
his upper thigh now. He chuckled again. "I've seen you checking out my
bulge at the office. You're not as discreet as you think." I laughed a
bit at being caught, but at the same time seized the chance to grab his
cock, for the second time today.

I gripped it about midshaft and started pumping it. Josh leaned his head
back and closed his eyes, returning both hands behind his head again. I
shifted just to the left a bit more, giving him slow, deliberate strokes
as I truly took in his manhood. We were both sweating decently from the
sauna now, and it provided half decent lube for what I was doing. His
cock felt good in my hand, but I wasn't here to jerk him off. Josh seemed
to read my mind, shifting his hips out towards me. He was fully exposed
and vulnerable.

Before I could second guess myself, I leaned forward and took him into my
mouth. Josh let out a deep sigh as he felt the warm, wet tongue on the
underside of his cock. My hand gripped the base of his shaft, and the
head passed my lips as I took in the top half of his shaft. His sweat
tasted slightly salty, but good. I began bobbing on him, working my hand
along the shaft below my mouth as I began working my way down his
manhood. I worked about 80% of him down, and worked with that for a few
moments. I moved my free hand down to his balls where I played with them
gently, before reaching up and tweaking his nips. If this was all I got,
I was going to make sure he knew how good my mouth felt. My blowjobs were
always well complimented.

I pulled myself off for a short break, and Josh scooted further forward
so that he was almost hanging over the edge of the bench. I changed
positions now, so that I was now kneeling between his legs on the lower
bench. I ran my tongue balls the length of his shaft before getting to
his balls, which I hungrily sucked into my mouth and began to work over.
I went back to stroking his shaft with my right hand. My left roamed a
few places on his body, and at one point I braced myself on his left
thigh with it. I realized that Josh had leaned far back enough that his
hole was just barely exposed beneath my tongue. I moved my hand
underneath, and started grazing near his hole. It was definitely slick.

"That guy fill you?" I asked between slurps. "As much as he filled
you," Josh said back, with a few sharp breaths. I might as well take
full advantage of this situation. "How many loads did you get tonight?"
I took his cock as deep as I could as soon as I asked, my thumb now
teasing his hole. "Four," he replied back. I was now throating him, and
his hands took hold of my head on either side. Fuck that was hot. I began
pressing my thumb into his hole as he began to face fuck me, forcing me a
bit further down than I could take. "What about you?" he asked, holding
me down on him. I held up a hand with no fingers up to indicate zero.
"None?! You swallowed at least one!" I shrugged. "At least I know you
can handle all this," he said as he kept drilling me. "You have no idea
how hard it was not to put my dick in your face watching that."

He forced his entire length down my throat, and I gagged hard for the
first time. He released my head, and I came up for air, spit dripping
down my chin. "I wish you had," I finally got out. "But you're using
it now. And it was probably about as hard as not fucking that gorgeous
ass." A devilish grin crossed my face. "And I swallowed a load or two,
but some subby twink was hogging all the tops." Yeah I was jabbing at
him, and he responded the way I'd hoped. He gripped the back of my head
with one hand, his cock with the other, and shoved me all the way down on
him again, holding me there. I gagged as he held me, but I was still able
to hold. He thrusted himself balls deep into my mouth for a few more
minutes, but I was very much starting to overheat in this sauna.

He finally released me again, and I came up gurgling for air. "I need a
break from this heat," I said, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
I was absolutely drenched in sweat. We both were. "Yeah, I do too." he
sat up and began to wrap the towel around him. I panicked a little,
unsure if he was calling this a day. I needed him to cum. He leaned
forward and reached down to grip my own cock, his face in mine. "Lets go
to my room."

I got off the bench and wrapped myself, both of us exiting the tiny room.
Our towels did nothing to hide our raging hard ons. I followed his lead
as he led me to the room I had seen him in earlier. He unlocked the door
and I followed him in. He immediately dropped his towel before turning to
me, his still hard cock bobbing towards me like a compass. I pulled mine
off as well, and Josh pushed me to the bed. "Ass up," he commanded me.
He wanted me ass up? I complied, and Josh immediately dove his face into
the cleft of my ass. "Fuuuuuuuck," I let out as he lapped at my sweaty
but needy hole.

I pressed my body back to meet his sweeping mouth. He buried his tongue
as deep as he could, grabbing my hard cock and stroking it slowly. I was
starting to whimper. "Fuck," i said again. "That feels so good.
You're making me so...neeedy!" I let out with a sharp breath. His tongue
withdrew from me and I felt him shift on the bed. I looked over my
shoulder and he was now on his knees behind me. Was he going to fuck me?
I felt a pressure on my hole. "Needy for what, pig?" he asked. He
slapped my hole with his cock a few times, before I felt that pressure
against me again. He was going to enter me if he didn't stop right now.
"Are you...allowed to do this?" I asked, despite pressing myself back,
still between heavy breathing. He took a firm hold of his cock with his
right hand as he dropped a big glob of spit directly onto his cock. He
leaned forward over my back, nearly whispering in my ear. "I don't need
permission for something that didn't happen."

As he finished his sentence my hole relaxed, and he slid in to the hilt.
"FUCK!" I let out. Not quite a scream but certainly a yelp. Josh
straightened himself up and gripped me by the hips, but he made no
movements inside me. After a moment of letting me adjust to him, I began
to rock my hips against him, and he got the hint. He began working
himself in and out of my hole, slowly working up his pace. His girth
stretched me good, I was a bit tight, but it was undeniable heaven. I
continued letting out a string of obscenities between gasps of him
bottoming out inside me. I was doing my best to be a good hole, clenching
my cock on his out stroke to squeeze his length well, and relaxing on the
push in so he could get balls deep every time.

Josh picked up his pace further, and was now pounding me decently hard.
Any pain had subsided and his cock was pure bliss. His girth was
perfection, stretching me so well, without being too much. His length got
good and deep inside me, without hurting. I would guess he was just
missing my second hole, which at this moment I was honestly thankful for
it. "Jesus fuck that feels so good. You feel so good," I said. In all
honesty, I was starting to feel that familiar build. Rare but not
impossible, but maybe a first in the doggy position. "Your hole was made
to take cock," he said back. He was now fucking me so hard that the slap
of his groin against my ass had to be heard down the hall. His pace now
became hard and fast, and I was beginning to feel that sense of urgency
from him.

Suddenly, he pulled out. "Flip," he said as he smacked the right side
of my ass. It wasn't a question. As quickly as I could I rolled over
onto my back, pulling my legs up to my shoulders. Holding his dick with
his left hand, he pressed against my hole and sunk in. "Fuuuuck," we
both let out at the same time. His head fell back and eyes closed. He
placed one hand on my chest, the other wrapped around one of my legs. It
wasn't long before he built himself back up to the hard, fast pace he'd
just paused. He was slamming my prostate now, and there was no way I was
gonna last long like this. His face also began to contort, and I had a
feeling we were about to hit our crescendo.

Suddenly, I wasn't gonna hold it any longer. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I
said. He removed his hand from my chest and my leg, and kneeled up
straight as he railed my hole. "Show me the load pig," he said. Jesus
christ, the way my brain short circuited from him saying that. It sent me
over the edge. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, here it comes," I said, barely able
to form the words. He gripped my cock and pointed it towards his stomach.
My prostate contracted, and I saw stars as my load left my balls. My head
pitched back, and my hole contracted on his pistoning cock as I shot a
massive load all over Josh's slim frame. Mostly his stomach, but also
his chest, and one even hit under his chin.

As my orgasm worked its way through my body, Josh's rhythm became
erratic, though just as hard as ever. "You want bred slut? You want this
fucking load?" he asked. It was quiet, and I almost felt like we were in
the office. Except we weren't. We were in a bathhouse bed, me doubled
over and him balls deep in my ass. This was really happening. "Yes.
Fuck. Yes. Please. Breed your pig. Fill me," I begged. "I need that
fucking load so bad."


He took both my legs again, using me to hold himself up. He thrusted in
me a few more times before burying himself in me completely. His pubes
grinding into my ass, a string of obscenities coming from his mouth. I
could feel his cock pulsing in my hole, feeling even bigger if it were
possible, as he pumped load after load into me. After what felt like an
eternity of him dumping his load, he finally stopped. He looked down and
smiled, before spitting a nice glob on my face. "Good pig," he said,
and I melted a little again. He took one hand to hold both my ankles
above me, and withdrew his cock. I whimpered, causing him to chuckle
again. Using his free hand, we wiped the load I sprayed all over him down
his body. It was a sizable load, which he pushed south on his body until
he got to his own cock.

He coated his cock in my load, wiping the contents of his hand all over
it. He was still mostly hard, and met my eyes again as he leaned in and
pressed back into me. Jesus Christ, he was fucking me with my own load.
He slowly pumped my hole for a few minutes, mixing my cum with his inside
my guts. "I don't think I can go another round," I gasped out. And it
was true. "Me neither, I just didn't want all this cum to go to waste."
He ground himself into me one last time, again getting as deep as his
cock would allow, before pulling out again, now half hard at best. In a
flash, I spun around on the bed, now down on my knees and elbows, hunched
over in front of him. Before he could stop me, I took his cock into my
mouth. I needed to know what he tasted like, even if my own was mixed
with it. As I swallowed him whole, he leaned over my back, probing my
hole with a finger. Doing so forced him further down my throat until he
was again balls deep in me. He sat back up and pulled out of my mouth
before bringing his hand to it instead, and pushing two fingers in. I
could taste his cum, feeding me his load and a little of mine.

We collapsed into the bed, taking a moment to rest. We sat in silence for
a bit. "That was...fucking amazing," I said. God, I hoped I could
control myself around him now in the office. That was the best fuck I'd
had all year, at a minimum. "You're telling me," he said, still
panting a little. We laid next to each other on the bed, not quite
cuddling, but our bodies pressed against each other. We stayed like that
for a bit, just relaxing from the after fuck glow. Finally, I knew that
this had to end at some point, and it was late enough.

"Well, uh, thanks for the...fuck," I said. "I know it never happened
but...fuck. I don't know how I'll ever forget it." Josh guffawed. "Just
remember you can't grab my dick at the office," he retorted. I guffawed
back. "I'll just stick to my eyeballing," I said, and I got up from
the bed. I leaned over and took his quarter hard cock into my mouth for a
brief, single stroke, before getting out of bed. Josh rose as well. I
grabbed my towel and began to put it on. Josh approached the door to the
small room, but paused. I walked over to the door. Josh turned to face
me, then took my head into his hands again, but this time gave me a deep,
passionate kiss. I opened my lips to allow him in, and our tongues
danced. His hand wandered south and gripped my cock, then around back and
squeezed my ass. Opening the door to his room, he said, "See you
Monday."