EXCEPTIONS
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Every rule has an exception. I usually am the one who gets fucked, except... I normally date guys my age, except... I'm not particularly exhibitionist except... This story is about exceptions.
Oh, and I don't write stories in multiple parts, except... this story will have four parts (or maybe more) ;-)
CHARACTERS
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Reau (me): 38, 6' tall, muscular, strong hairy legs, smooth body, 6.5" uncut cock, blond hair in spikes, blue eyes
Jamie, 20, 6'4 tall, slim/toned, smooth all over, ring in his right nipple, 7" uncut cock, blond hair, brown eyes
Liam, 24, 5'8 tall, muscular, facial scruff, fuzzy chest, 6" uncut thick cock, brown hair, dark brown eyes
Casey, 27, 6'2 tall, athletic, twinkish and smooth, tribal tattoos, pierced nipple and tongue, 8" uncut cock, black hair, blue eyes
PART ONE - EXCEPTION ONE - MAKING UP
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It had been months since I'd last been to my local gay sauna - The Steamworks, and given some post workout muscle pain, I felt it was high time for another night of relaxation and fun. I arrived early in the evening, said hi to the doorman, picked up a towel and got changed downstairs. I went back up the stairs to the ground floor that hosts the big indoor pool and the bar area. With my towel wrapped around my body I had a look around. It was not that busy yet, with four guys lazily hanging out in the pool, a couple of guys at the bar and a few guys walking around the sauna area on the first floor. No doubt there'd be some guys in the steam room too, for some fun in the dark.
I decided I wanted to have a small meal first, and walked up to the bar to order a nice Thai beef salad. Tom, the owner had dated a Thai guy for a number of years and as a consequence managed to cook some pretty decent Thai food, and that salad had quickly turned into a favourite of mine. As I came up to the bar, a young barman I hadn't seen there before came up to me to take my order. He had short blond hair, a cute smile and one of those earrings that sits in your earlobe with a large hole in the middle. His crew shirt had "Jamie" printed on it. Bit too young for my taste, but I could see why Tom had hired him, knowing his preference for twinkish guys.
"How can I help you today?", he asked me.
"I'll have the Thai beef salad please, and just a sparkling water on the side."
"If I can just scan your locker tag ... there we are, I've placed the order and it should be right up."
I found a seat in the corner of the bar area overlooking the pool and had a look at the guys that were there. To my disappointment, the four guys seemed to be two couples, neither of which showed any attention other than for their partner. Not that I particularly minded, but if I had to guess, I wasn't going to be getting any action from them. I picked up the nightlife magazine for my city from the rack and started to browse through it as I waited for my order.
Given how quiet it was when I came in, I expected my food soonish, so I was somewhat surprised, and a bit annoyed, when after twenty minutes of waiting I still didn't have my salad. Even more frustratingly, I didn't see the barman anymore. I walked up to the bar to have a look around the corner and saw the new guy, Jamie, talk to one of the other barmen, Liam. I managed to attract their attention and Jamie came over. From the look on his face it seemed he realised that he'd forgotten my order.
"I'm so sorry, I completely forgot to pass your order on to the kitchen. It's the end of my shift and I was just talking to Liam to do the handover."
His friendly apology tempered my frustration, but my stomach was still grumbling.
"Can you ask them how long it takes? I'm actually quite hungry.", I said, giving him a friendly smile to let him know I didn't mind too much.
"Sure, hang on a minute", he said, walking off into the kitchen where Liam was still waiting. He whispered something in Liam's ear who grinned and walked on through to the kitchen area. Liam looked my way and winked. Now I've known Liam for some time, as he'd been working there as a barman for about 2 years now, but I'd never seen him look at me like that. I couldn't tell whether they'd been making jokes about me or whether he was sizing me up. Given that I had a good ten years on them I figured the latter and was somewhat annoyed.
Jamie walked back in and told me: "I've asked Tom and he's putting it together right away, shouldn't be more than five minutes."
"OK", I grumbled and walked back to my table.
Sure enough, about five minutes later, Liam came walking over with a fresh salad and my drink.
"There you go, enjoy"
"Thanks", I grumbled, still somewhat irritated, and started on my food. As usual, the salad was nicely spiced with fresh chillies and sprinkled with freshly squeezed lime juice. The taste of the food took away my bad mood and with my stomach nicely full I read some more in the magazine.
While I was eating, I saw quite a few guys come in, as the evening was slowly getting started. The Steamworks has always been a relaxed, friendly place that catered to guys of every shape and size. This was the case tonight like any other night, and I'd already seen a few guys that caught my attention and even a few whom I'd had some fun with before. Some knowing smiles were exchanged there, and I started to feel my arousal growing, in anticipation of what was sure to be a good night. Surprisingly, one of the guys I saw walking in was Jamie, the off-duty barman. Now it wasn't unusual for Tom, the owner, to spend time in the saunas and play areas, but most of his staff tended to separate work from play.
As Liam cleared away my plate, I walked out of the bar area, up the stairs to see what was up in the steam room. I always start any sauna visit with a trip to the steam room, both when I'm at a regular sauna to relax, as well as when I'm at a gay sauna to play. The steam is a nice way to warm up your body, with the added benefit that - in a gay sauna - it's also a great place to get a feel for the crowd and maybe start some nice foreplay. It wouldn't be the first time that some groping in the dark ended with some hot sex in one of the cabins.
Sure enough, as I sat down in the steam room I could hear, not so much as see, that tonight was no exception. There was quite a bit of audible evidence of oral sex from the steam labyrinth accompanied by some low moaning. I decided to sit down for a bit first, to let the steam warm my body and clear my airways. From where I sat, I could see the door opening and closing as guys walked in and out, their bodies outlined by the light coming from the hallway. One of the teases of the steam room is that you cannot really see what a guy looks like unless he's right next to you. While this also meant that you could end up walking over in anticipation to a guy that turns out not to be your type at all, the place had such a relaxed vibe that this hardly ever lead to awkward situations and hard feelings.
The door opened again and I saw a tall guy walk in. He walked around a little and I could just about make out a smooth body. He sat down about 3 feet away from me. I couldn't quite be sure but I had the impression it was Jamie the barman. He inched closer to me and as he did I could see it was indeed Jamie. He was smooth all over, slim and had his right nipple pierced with a small ring. I got the impression he was checking me out, and although he isn't really my type, it made me feel kind of good to be appreciated by him. He moved over more until he was sitting right next to me. His leg brushed against mine, leaving a tingling sensation behind. I clearly was more turned on by this than expected and I could feel the first stirrings in my groin. He made a bolder move and rested his hand on the inside of my left thigh, close to my package yet not quite touching it. I sighed involuntary and the stirrings in my groin were slowly turning into a semi.
He bent towards me, his mouth very close to my ear and whispered: "I feel I should make up for forgetting about the food of such a hot guy."
I couldn't help grinning. His hot breath on my ear felt pleasant and my semi grew on to a full size erection.
"You do, do you?", I whispered back.
His hand moved further down my thigh to cup my balls, stroking up along the length of my hard shaft.
"I think it's only polite.", he said, now clearly with a cheeky grin.
I could see he was hard too. His cock looked ever so slightly longer but also thinner than mine, matching his body type.
"How do you propose to make it up to me then?", I grinned back, staying in character.
He leaned over and went down on me, my cock engulfed in his warm mouth all the way until his nose nuzzled my trimmed pubes. I gasped, my cock twitching in his mouth.
Coming back up he said: "I think that's a good start."
I could only agree.
"Do you want to grab a cabin?", he asked.
"Sure thing.", I replied, liking where this was going.
We walked out of the steam room, trailing each other, grabbed our towels off the rack and covered ourselves. Up two flights over stairs we made our way to the cabin area and quickly found one that was free. I saw him grab a couple of condoms and some lube out of the bowl by the entrance to the area and slide them into the little pocket conveniently sowed onto the towels.
"So I know your name, Jamie, from your shirt, I'm Reau.", I said to him.
"Nice to meet you, Reau.", he said, grinning, playfully pinching one of my nipples.
I'd had it on with a lot of guys over the years, but never with someone clearly so much younger than I. Funnily, it didn't bother me with Jamie, he was clearly into me, and I'd started to like what I saw with him quite a bit. It brought out a - for lack of a better word - more dominant strike in me. Not that I wanted to dominate him, but more that I felt like an alpha male enjoying being worshipped.
Jamie ran his hands over my body, squeezing my arm muscles and pecs.
"You're very strong", he whispered.
I gently pushed him down onto the mattress in the cabin and straddled him, my cock gently swaying over his face. He ran his hands over my thighs, up my abs, rubbing my pecs.
"I fucking love muscle men", he groaned.
This made me even harder than I was. I'd never been called a muscle man before, but I guess I'd become one over the past year, my workouts and my diet paying off. I guess it sounds kind of lame but it really turned me on. I grabbed his hands, pushed them down gently but firmly, pinning him in place.
"You do, do you?", I said to him, now grinning from ear to ear.
He nodded. I moved forward a bit, my cock swaying back and forth above his face. He licked my balls and I shivered. I gently pushed my hard cock down towards his mouth. He stuck his tongue out, welcoming my hard meat and strained upwards with his head to engulf it in his warm mouth. I could feel his body straining below me to give me head.
"How about we change positions.", I said, pulling my cock out of his mouth.
I turned around so I sat above him in 69 position. He quickly had my cock back in his mouth his nose tickling my pubes as he went deep. I groaned involuntarily and took stock of what I saw. His foreskin was pulled back slightly and I could see about a penny size part of the tip of his glans, a tiny drop of precum oozing out of his urethra. I have a thing for precum and I ran my fingers up his shaft from bottom to top, squeezing his urethra to see if there was more. I was rewarded with a gentle flow of the sticky stuff and licked up the salty clear liquid. Resting on one arm, I lubed up a finger with some saliva and gently rubbed his hole. He quickly obliged me, spreading his legs to give me access. I spit on my finger some more and gently inserted my middle finger, finding his prostate. Curving my finger inward I pushed down slowly and insistently, while keeping the head of his cock in my mouth. A pulse of salty precum gulped out, he was a real leaker and I savoured the taste.
Meanwhile, he was still giving me slow, deep head. I had not intention of orgasming anytime soon so I raised my hips and pulled out.
"How about you sit on all fours, Jamie", I said.
He complied. And that felt right, I was not being commanding, rude or harsh in any way, like you see in some degrading porn. But I was clearly in charge and he was clearly willing and happy to follow my lead. It turned me on big time.
I moved in position behind him, gently pushing his legs a little further apart and raising his ass a little. He had a great ass, with round cheeks, not the bony kind you see on some guys but nicely filled out. While his body was mostly smooth, his ass was covered in these fine blond hairs, like a soft fuzz. His hole was beautifully puckered and inviting and I moved in position to give him a good rim job. I started off by licking from the back of his low hanging balls, along his perineum, skirting his hole and up through his crack. He shivered and yelped.
"More?", I teased him.
"Hell yeah.", he groaned.
I was only too eager to oblige. My tongue found his hole, licking it, gently prying into it, his musky taste driving me wild. I buried my face in his ass, inhaling through my nose to catch more of his musky scent, my tongue wrestling with his pulsing sphincter.
"Oooowww fuck...", he moaned, grinding his ass back against my face.
I reached around to find his cock, which was now positively dripping precum. The slick wetness ran down my fingers as I milked his cock for more. I spit onto his hole a couple of times and used the middle finger of my other hand to slide into his hole, gently moving it around to loosen him up. When I had the impression he was ready, I slid my index finger in as well, gently stretching him and using the two fingers to push down on his prostate. Jamie was breathing pretty heavily by this time, and I knew I would drive him over the edge if I continued with this treatment. I had other plans, however. It had been months since I'd last fucked a guy. I guess you can call me a muscle bottom. In theory, I'm versatile and I've got nothing against topping but I have this thing for bigger guys and getting fucked by them. But Jamie was just the right guy and my cock was sending me clear signals where it wanted to go.
"I'd like to fuck you buddy.", I said.
"Oh yeah, I fucking want you to.", he groaned back.
"I want to start of with you riding me so I can see your face."
I took my fingers out and lay on my back. I was so hard that my cock was proudly swaying to the beat of my heart above my abs. We hadn't really talked about safe sex, but it was more or less a given at The Steamworks. Sure enough, Jamie reached for his towel and pulled a condom and two packets of lube out of the pocket sown onto the towel.
I reached for the condom in his hand, but he had no intention of handing it over.
"Let me do that for you.", he said, clear that this turned him on.
I recognised the sentiment. When I get fucked I like to do the same thing. There's nothing hotter than rolling the condom down on your guy's hard meat, knowing that you are doing this for one thing and one thing only: to feel him deep inside you. I watched Jamie tear open the condom wrapper and take out the condom, holding the little round tip between thumb and forefinger. Without me asking he put the condom on the top of my cock without rolling down my foreskin. Being uncut, I never do this as the condom tends to pull on the little piece of skin that connects the foreskin to the head of my cock during penetration which can be quite painful. I knew from experience that the foreskin would roll down by itself and Jamie - being uncut himself - clearly knew this trick. He rolled the condom down briskly and ripped open the first packet of lube, liberally spreading it over my condom covered dick. The second packet open he squatted and lubed himself up using his fingers.
Jamie straddled me, reaching back with his left hand to grab my cock and guide it towards his hole. He eased down very slowly, and I could feel the pressure building as my cock was being guided inside of him. He looked me deep in the eyes while doing this. I can only describe his look as horny beyond belief. Suddenly, I could feel the resistance in his sphincter give way, as he inhaled sharply and I felt his warm hole slide down over me, his beautiful round ass connecting with my abdomen. He sat there for a couple of seconds, just giving me this intense look. Then he slowly raised his body, my cock pulling out almost all the way and slid himself down on me again. He repeated this movement, more quickly now, slowly picking up pace. I didn't make any moves yet, letting him set the pace and riding me, which he clearly seemed to relish. Little drops of sweat were forming on his forehead and chest, his cock bouncing and slapping against my abs as he rode me, his eyes sometimes closed, sometimes locked with mine.
Knowing how much energy riding a guy takes I wasn't surprised he soon wanted to change positions. No matter how many squats I do in the gym, my legs will be drained after riding a guy for a couple of minutes.
"How about you lay on your back?", I suggested.
No more words were needed. We shuffled around the cabin and Jamie was soon on his back, legs spread and lifted, showing his beautiful and inviting hole to me. I loved the sight of his round open hole, and moved into position. I pushed my condom covered cock against it and rubbed around his hole, teasing him.
"Come on, fuck me.", he urged me.
I've been on the other side of this tease many times and know how fucking mad with horniness it can drive a guy, to have that hard dick right there, ready to slide into you. I pushed the head of my cock in for a bit and pulled it back out, enjoying the horny frustration on his face. By now I knew Jamie is the kind of bottom I am, so I took a guess on what he'd enjoy most next. I pushed in, all the way down, positioning my arms at face height for him, locking his legs in position, my face inches from his when I was in all the way, my body snugly fitting his, with my balls touching his ass. A deep moan escaped from his mouth as I looked him deep in the eyes. I repositioned my hands, on after the other, and he opened his, to lock hands with me. I kissed him deeply on the mouth, tongues wrestling as I slowly started slamming my throbbing meat into him, again and again and again.
No words were needed, we were both in male to male heaven, totally consumed by our joint frenzied heat. I felt proud that I could give Jamie what I often receive, respect for him totally giving himself to me.
I could see in his eyes that he was approaching that magical point that I reach every once in a while with the right guy. That point where you don't have to touch yourself, where his thrusting alone sends you over the edge.
Knowing what I like at that point I asked him a one word question: "Harder?"
He nodded, panting, whispering at first: "Yes, harder", as I increased the power of my thrusts. The muscles of his ass started tightening as his orgasm started to build, and he started shouting "Fuck, harder, harder, harder!". I obliged as best as I could, his squeezing muscles clamping down on my cock. His eyes opened wide, his mouth opening in a primal roar as he shuddered and a stream of warm, watery cum shot out spraying his face and my chest and abdomen. I continued slamming into him, pacing my thrusts with his ejaculation as gush after gush of cum shot out of his rock hard cock. Slowly the power of his ejaculatory contractions subsided and the cum that came out became a little thicker. Finally, I eased off sitting back up a bit and giving his legs some space, holding them for him knowing they might cramp otherwise.
I looked down at his body, covered in cum, the smell rich in the air. I was close to orgasm myself, but not quite there yet and stayed inside of him. I usually love having the top inside of me after cumming, and also don't mind if he continues fucking for a while, but sometimes its uncomfortable and I want him out as soon as I get the chance.
"That was amazing...", Jamie whispered, cheeks and chest red from post-orgasmic flush, "did you cum baby?"
"Not yet, I'm close though."
"I want to feel you shoot inside of me.", he whispered.
That only needed saying once. I gently started fucking him again, very slowly increasing my thrusting, mindful of his body language and making sure I didn't hurt him. I soon discovered there was no need to worry about that. Looking down at my cock sliding in and out, I saw he was still rock hard. He reached down with his hand and started jacking off, clearly intent on having another go at orgasming. Knowing how sensitive your prostate can be, I still took it easy on him.
"Can you squeeze a litte for me buddy?", I asked.
His response was immediate, as he tensed the muscles in his anal wall, gripping my cock. That did it for me and as he continued to clench and jack off I felt my orgasm start. I roared as my cock started to swell to its maximum size, the mushroom head filling with blood, the muscles all the way along my shaft and down deep inside of my body working in unison to produce that primal energy needed to propel my seed. The first jet of cum was followed by a second, and another and another, pulse after pulse after pulse as I unloaded inside his warm embrace. As my orgasm subsided I could still feel him clenching, his eyes closed, teeth gritted, jacking off like crazy, the cum already on his cock turned creamy white as his hands flung up and down his still hard shaft. The smell of it was amazing, and as I drank it in he grunted and came a second time, cum oozing out of his cock rather than shooting, but still thick and creamy. His tight abs clenched with every wave of his orgasm until it slowly subsided.
My face flushed, cock still hard and deep inside of Jamie, I looked down at the sticky mess on his abs and produced an ear-to-ear grin. Jamie did likewise, but his grin widened even further as he looked up at something I couldn't see, above my head. Then I heard a grunt followed by a deep sigh, coming from above me, near the partition wall separating our cabin from the one next to us. I looked up and saw Liam's face (who - as you may recall from earlier in the story - is one of the other bartenders at The Steamworks), his eyes closed with a telltale cumface.
It wasn't uncommon for guys to sneak a peek at what was happening in other cabins and they had probably been purposely constructed such that this was possible. It was also not the first time that I had had an audience, although most guys tend to be a bit more discreet than Liam was being. I could imagine what was splattered against the partition wall on his side and grinned too. His sighing subsided and he opened his eyes, grinning back at us.
I pulled out of Jamie while I was still hard, holding the condom at the base of my cock to make sure it didn't slide off. The tip was filled with a sizeable load. I pulled it off and tied the condom, grabbing a couple of tissues from the boxes that were on the wall of every cabin, to clean off the cum still sticking to my cock and to wrap the condom in.
"That was hot to watch, baby.", Liam said, clearly directed at Jamie.
I gave Jamie a somewhat puzzled look.
"Liam's one of my fuckbuddies, Reau.", Jamie explained to me.
It all made a bit more sense now to me, their interaction in the kitchen area from earlier in the evening coming back to me.
"Did you guys set this up somehow?", I asked, looking at both of them.
"Not on purpose.", Jamie answered.
"I've seen you around here a lot, Reau.", Liam said, "And I know that you are definitely Jamie's type. So when he messed up your order I suggested that he might have some fun making up to you."
"Cheeky bastards!", I said, smiling, "So what are you doing here then, Liam, other than giving the cabin wall a new paint job?"
Liam blushed, a shy grin coming onto his face.
"Well... you're not just Jamie's type."
That got me laughing and the guys joined in.
"Is that an invitation?", I asked, looking Liam in the eyes.
"If... well, you know, ... you want to...?", he replied, still looking somewhat shy.
"Hell yeah, hot guy like you? But I kind of need to recover a bit first.", I grinned.
"So it's a date?", said Liam.
"It's a date, and I've already got something in mind."
And what I have in mind will be in part 2, coming up soon
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Enjoyed the story? Let me know what you thought of it!
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Every rule has an exception. I usually am the one who gets fucked, except... I normally date guys my age, except... I'm not particularly exhibitionist except... This story is about exceptions.
Oh, and I don't write stories in multiple parts, except... this story will have four parts (or maybe more) ;-)
CHARACTERS
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Reau (me): 38, 6' tall, muscular, strong hairy legs, smooth body, 6.5" uncut cock, blond hair in spikes, blue eyes
Jamie, 20, 6'4 tall, slim/toned, smooth all over, ring in his right nipple, 7" uncut cock, blond hair, brown eyes
Liam, 24, 5'8 tall, muscular, facial scruff, fuzzy chest, 6" uncut thick cock, brown hair, dark brown eyes
Casey, 27, 6'2 tall, athletic, twinkish and smooth, tribal tattoos, pierced nipple and tongue, 8" uncut cock, black hair, blue eyes
PART ONE - EXCEPTION ONE - MAKING UP
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It had been months since I'd last been to my local gay sauna - The Steamworks, and given some post workout muscle pain, I felt it was high time for another night of relaxation and fun. I arrived early in the evening, said hi to the doorman, picked up a towel and got changed downstairs. I went back up the stairs to the ground floor that hosts the big indoor pool and the bar area. With my towel wrapped around my body I had a look around. It was not that busy yet, with four guys lazily hanging out in the pool, a couple of guys at the bar and a few guys walking around the sauna area on the first floor. No doubt there'd be some guys in the steam room too, for some fun in the dark.
I decided I wanted to have a small meal first, and walked up to the bar to order a nice Thai beef salad. Tom, the owner had dated a Thai guy for a number of years and as a consequence managed to cook some pretty decent Thai food, and that salad had quickly turned into a favourite of mine. As I came up to the bar, a young barman I hadn't seen there before came up to me to take my order. He had short blond hair, a cute smile and one of those earrings that sits in your earlobe with a large hole in the middle. His crew shirt had "Jamie" printed on it. Bit too young for my taste, but I could see why Tom had hired him, knowing his preference for twinkish guys.
"How can I help you today?", he asked me.
"I'll have the Thai beef salad please, and just a sparkling water on the side."
"If I can just scan your locker tag ... there we are, I've placed the order and it should be right up."
I found a seat in the corner of the bar area overlooking the pool and had a look at the guys that were there. To my disappointment, the four guys seemed to be two couples, neither of which showed any attention other than for their partner. Not that I particularly minded, but if I had to guess, I wasn't going to be getting any action from them. I picked up the nightlife magazine for my city from the rack and started to browse through it as I waited for my order.
Given how quiet it was when I came in, I expected my food soonish, so I was somewhat surprised, and a bit annoyed, when after twenty minutes of waiting I still didn't have my salad. Even more frustratingly, I didn't see the barman anymore. I walked up to the bar to have a look around the corner and saw the new guy, Jamie, talk to one of the other barmen, Liam. I managed to attract their attention and Jamie came over. From the look on his face it seemed he realised that he'd forgotten my order.
"I'm so sorry, I completely forgot to pass your order on to the kitchen. It's the end of my shift and I was just talking to Liam to do the handover."
His friendly apology tempered my frustration, but my stomach was still grumbling.
"Can you ask them how long it takes? I'm actually quite hungry.", I said, giving him a friendly smile to let him know I didn't mind too much.
"Sure, hang on a minute", he said, walking off into the kitchen where Liam was still waiting. He whispered something in Liam's ear who grinned and walked on through to the kitchen area. Liam looked my way and winked. Now I've known Liam for some time, as he'd been working there as a barman for about 2 years now, but I'd never seen him look at me like that. I couldn't tell whether they'd been making jokes about me or whether he was sizing me up. Given that I had a good ten years on them I figured the latter and was somewhat annoyed.
Jamie walked back in and told me: "I've asked Tom and he's putting it together right away, shouldn't be more than five minutes."
"OK", I grumbled and walked back to my table.
Sure enough, about five minutes later, Liam came walking over with a fresh salad and my drink.
"There you go, enjoy"
"Thanks", I grumbled, still somewhat irritated, and started on my food. As usual, the salad was nicely spiced with fresh chillies and sprinkled with freshly squeezed lime juice. The taste of the food took away my bad mood and with my stomach nicely full I read some more in the magazine.
While I was eating, I saw quite a few guys come in, as the evening was slowly getting started. The Steamworks has always been a relaxed, friendly place that catered to guys of every shape and size. This was the case tonight like any other night, and I'd already seen a few guys that caught my attention and even a few whom I'd had some fun with before. Some knowing smiles were exchanged there, and I started to feel my arousal growing, in anticipation of what was sure to be a good night. Surprisingly, one of the guys I saw walking in was Jamie, the off-duty barman. Now it wasn't unusual for Tom, the owner, to spend time in the saunas and play areas, but most of his staff tended to separate work from play.
As Liam cleared away my plate, I walked out of the bar area, up the stairs to see what was up in the steam room. I always start any sauna visit with a trip to the steam room, both when I'm at a regular sauna to relax, as well as when I'm at a gay sauna to play. The steam is a nice way to warm up your body, with the added benefit that - in a gay sauna - it's also a great place to get a feel for the crowd and maybe start some nice foreplay. It wouldn't be the first time that some groping in the dark ended with some hot sex in one of the cabins.
Sure enough, as I sat down in the steam room I could hear, not so much as see, that tonight was no exception. There was quite a bit of audible evidence of oral sex from the steam labyrinth accompanied by some low moaning. I decided to sit down for a bit first, to let the steam warm my body and clear my airways. From where I sat, I could see the door opening and closing as guys walked in and out, their bodies outlined by the light coming from the hallway. One of the teases of the steam room is that you cannot really see what a guy looks like unless he's right next to you. While this also meant that you could end up walking over in anticipation to a guy that turns out not to be your type at all, the place had such a relaxed vibe that this hardly ever lead to awkward situations and hard feelings.
The door opened again and I saw a tall guy walk in. He walked around a little and I could just about make out a smooth body. He sat down about 3 feet away from me. I couldn't quite be sure but I had the impression it was Jamie the barman. He inched closer to me and as he did I could see it was indeed Jamie. He was smooth all over, slim and had his right nipple pierced with a small ring. I got the impression he was checking me out, and although he isn't really my type, it made me feel kind of good to be appreciated by him. He moved over more until he was sitting right next to me. His leg brushed against mine, leaving a tingling sensation behind. I clearly was more turned on by this than expected and I could feel the first stirrings in my groin. He made a bolder move and rested his hand on the inside of my left thigh, close to my package yet not quite touching it. I sighed involuntary and the stirrings in my groin were slowly turning into a semi.
He bent towards me, his mouth very close to my ear and whispered: "I feel I should make up for forgetting about the food of such a hot guy."
I couldn't help grinning. His hot breath on my ear felt pleasant and my semi grew on to a full size erection.
"You do, do you?", I whispered back.
His hand moved further down my thigh to cup my balls, stroking up along the length of my hard shaft.
"I think it's only polite.", he said, now clearly with a cheeky grin.
I could see he was hard too. His cock looked ever so slightly longer but also thinner than mine, matching his body type.
"How do you propose to make it up to me then?", I grinned back, staying in character.
He leaned over and went down on me, my cock engulfed in his warm mouth all the way until his nose nuzzled my trimmed pubes. I gasped, my cock twitching in his mouth.
Coming back up he said: "I think that's a good start."
I could only agree.
"Do you want to grab a cabin?", he asked.
"Sure thing.", I replied, liking where this was going.
We walked out of the steam room, trailing each other, grabbed our towels off the rack and covered ourselves. Up two flights over stairs we made our way to the cabin area and quickly found one that was free. I saw him grab a couple of condoms and some lube out of the bowl by the entrance to the area and slide them into the little pocket conveniently sowed onto the towels.
"So I know your name, Jamie, from your shirt, I'm Reau.", I said to him.
"Nice to meet you, Reau.", he said, grinning, playfully pinching one of my nipples.
I'd had it on with a lot of guys over the years, but never with someone clearly so much younger than I. Funnily, it didn't bother me with Jamie, he was clearly into me, and I'd started to like what I saw with him quite a bit. It brought out a - for lack of a better word - more dominant strike in me. Not that I wanted to dominate him, but more that I felt like an alpha male enjoying being worshipped.
Jamie ran his hands over my body, squeezing my arm muscles and pecs.
"You're very strong", he whispered.
I gently pushed him down onto the mattress in the cabin and straddled him, my cock gently swaying over his face. He ran his hands over my thighs, up my abs, rubbing my pecs.
"I fucking love muscle men", he groaned.
This made me even harder than I was. I'd never been called a muscle man before, but I guess I'd become one over the past year, my workouts and my diet paying off. I guess it sounds kind of lame but it really turned me on. I grabbed his hands, pushed them down gently but firmly, pinning him in place.
"You do, do you?", I said to him, now grinning from ear to ear.
He nodded. I moved forward a bit, my cock swaying back and forth above his face. He licked my balls and I shivered. I gently pushed my hard cock down towards his mouth. He stuck his tongue out, welcoming my hard meat and strained upwards with his head to engulf it in his warm mouth. I could feel his body straining below me to give me head.
"How about we change positions.", I said, pulling my cock out of his mouth.
I turned around so I sat above him in 69 position. He quickly had my cock back in his mouth his nose tickling my pubes as he went deep. I groaned involuntarily and took stock of what I saw. His foreskin was pulled back slightly and I could see about a penny size part of the tip of his glans, a tiny drop of precum oozing out of his urethra. I have a thing for precum and I ran my fingers up his shaft from bottom to top, squeezing his urethra to see if there was more. I was rewarded with a gentle flow of the sticky stuff and licked up the salty clear liquid. Resting on one arm, I lubed up a finger with some saliva and gently rubbed his hole. He quickly obliged me, spreading his legs to give me access. I spit on my finger some more and gently inserted my middle finger, finding his prostate. Curving my finger inward I pushed down slowly and insistently, while keeping the head of his cock in my mouth. A pulse of salty precum gulped out, he was a real leaker and I savoured the taste.
Meanwhile, he was still giving me slow, deep head. I had not intention of orgasming anytime soon so I raised my hips and pulled out.
"How about you sit on all fours, Jamie", I said.
He complied. And that felt right, I was not being commanding, rude or harsh in any way, like you see in some degrading porn. But I was clearly in charge and he was clearly willing and happy to follow my lead. It turned me on big time.
I moved in position behind him, gently pushing his legs a little further apart and raising his ass a little. He had a great ass, with round cheeks, not the bony kind you see on some guys but nicely filled out. While his body was mostly smooth, his ass was covered in these fine blond hairs, like a soft fuzz. His hole was beautifully puckered and inviting and I moved in position to give him a good rim job. I started off by licking from the back of his low hanging balls, along his perineum, skirting his hole and up through his crack. He shivered and yelped.
"More?", I teased him.
"Hell yeah.", he groaned.
I was only too eager to oblige. My tongue found his hole, licking it, gently prying into it, his musky taste driving me wild. I buried my face in his ass, inhaling through my nose to catch more of his musky scent, my tongue wrestling with his pulsing sphincter.
"Oooowww fuck...", he moaned, grinding his ass back against my face.
I reached around to find his cock, which was now positively dripping precum. The slick wetness ran down my fingers as I milked his cock for more. I spit onto his hole a couple of times and used the middle finger of my other hand to slide into his hole, gently moving it around to loosen him up. When I had the impression he was ready, I slid my index finger in as well, gently stretching him and using the two fingers to push down on his prostate. Jamie was breathing pretty heavily by this time, and I knew I would drive him over the edge if I continued with this treatment. I had other plans, however. It had been months since I'd last fucked a guy. I guess you can call me a muscle bottom. In theory, I'm versatile and I've got nothing against topping but I have this thing for bigger guys and getting fucked by them. But Jamie was just the right guy and my cock was sending me clear signals where it wanted to go.
"I'd like to fuck you buddy.", I said.
"Oh yeah, I fucking want you to.", he groaned back.
"I want to start of with you riding me so I can see your face."
I took my fingers out and lay on my back. I was so hard that my cock was proudly swaying to the beat of my heart above my abs. We hadn't really talked about safe sex, but it was more or less a given at The Steamworks. Sure enough, Jamie reached for his towel and pulled a condom and two packets of lube out of the pocket sown onto the towel.
I reached for the condom in his hand, but he had no intention of handing it over.
"Let me do that for you.", he said, clear that this turned him on.
I recognised the sentiment. When I get fucked I like to do the same thing. There's nothing hotter than rolling the condom down on your guy's hard meat, knowing that you are doing this for one thing and one thing only: to feel him deep inside you. I watched Jamie tear open the condom wrapper and take out the condom, holding the little round tip between thumb and forefinger. Without me asking he put the condom on the top of my cock without rolling down my foreskin. Being uncut, I never do this as the condom tends to pull on the little piece of skin that connects the foreskin to the head of my cock during penetration which can be quite painful. I knew from experience that the foreskin would roll down by itself and Jamie - being uncut himself - clearly knew this trick. He rolled the condom down briskly and ripped open the first packet of lube, liberally spreading it over my condom covered dick. The second packet open he squatted and lubed himself up using his fingers.
Jamie straddled me, reaching back with his left hand to grab my cock and guide it towards his hole. He eased down very slowly, and I could feel the pressure building as my cock was being guided inside of him. He looked me deep in the eyes while doing this. I can only describe his look as horny beyond belief. Suddenly, I could feel the resistance in his sphincter give way, as he inhaled sharply and I felt his warm hole slide down over me, his beautiful round ass connecting with my abdomen. He sat there for a couple of seconds, just giving me this intense look. Then he slowly raised his body, my cock pulling out almost all the way and slid himself down on me again. He repeated this movement, more quickly now, slowly picking up pace. I didn't make any moves yet, letting him set the pace and riding me, which he clearly seemed to relish. Little drops of sweat were forming on his forehead and chest, his cock bouncing and slapping against my abs as he rode me, his eyes sometimes closed, sometimes locked with mine.
Knowing how much energy riding a guy takes I wasn't surprised he soon wanted to change positions. No matter how many squats I do in the gym, my legs will be drained after riding a guy for a couple of minutes.
"How about you lay on your back?", I suggested.
No more words were needed. We shuffled around the cabin and Jamie was soon on his back, legs spread and lifted, showing his beautiful and inviting hole to me. I loved the sight of his round open hole, and moved into position. I pushed my condom covered cock against it and rubbed around his hole, teasing him.
"Come on, fuck me.", he urged me.
I've been on the other side of this tease many times and know how fucking mad with horniness it can drive a guy, to have that hard dick right there, ready to slide into you. I pushed the head of my cock in for a bit and pulled it back out, enjoying the horny frustration on his face. By now I knew Jamie is the kind of bottom I am, so I took a guess on what he'd enjoy most next. I pushed in, all the way down, positioning my arms at face height for him, locking his legs in position, my face inches from his when I was in all the way, my body snugly fitting his, with my balls touching his ass. A deep moan escaped from his mouth as I looked him deep in the eyes. I repositioned my hands, on after the other, and he opened his, to lock hands with me. I kissed him deeply on the mouth, tongues wrestling as I slowly started slamming my throbbing meat into him, again and again and again.
No words were needed, we were both in male to male heaven, totally consumed by our joint frenzied heat. I felt proud that I could give Jamie what I often receive, respect for him totally giving himself to me.
I could see in his eyes that he was approaching that magical point that I reach every once in a while with the right guy. That point where you don't have to touch yourself, where his thrusting alone sends you over the edge.
Knowing what I like at that point I asked him a one word question: "Harder?"
He nodded, panting, whispering at first: "Yes, harder", as I increased the power of my thrusts. The muscles of his ass started tightening as his orgasm started to build, and he started shouting "Fuck, harder, harder, harder!". I obliged as best as I could, his squeezing muscles clamping down on my cock. His eyes opened wide, his mouth opening in a primal roar as he shuddered and a stream of warm, watery cum shot out spraying his face and my chest and abdomen. I continued slamming into him, pacing my thrusts with his ejaculation as gush after gush of cum shot out of his rock hard cock. Slowly the power of his ejaculatory contractions subsided and the cum that came out became a little thicker. Finally, I eased off sitting back up a bit and giving his legs some space, holding them for him knowing they might cramp otherwise.
I looked down at his body, covered in cum, the smell rich in the air. I was close to orgasm myself, but not quite there yet and stayed inside of him. I usually love having the top inside of me after cumming, and also don't mind if he continues fucking for a while, but sometimes its uncomfortable and I want him out as soon as I get the chance.
"That was amazing...", Jamie whispered, cheeks and chest red from post-orgasmic flush, "did you cum baby?"
"Not yet, I'm close though."
"I want to feel you shoot inside of me.", he whispered.
That only needed saying once. I gently started fucking him again, very slowly increasing my thrusting, mindful of his body language and making sure I didn't hurt him. I soon discovered there was no need to worry about that. Looking down at my cock sliding in and out, I saw he was still rock hard. He reached down with his hand and started jacking off, clearly intent on having another go at orgasming. Knowing how sensitive your prostate can be, I still took it easy on him.
"Can you squeeze a litte for me buddy?", I asked.
His response was immediate, as he tensed the muscles in his anal wall, gripping my cock. That did it for me and as he continued to clench and jack off I felt my orgasm start. I roared as my cock started to swell to its maximum size, the mushroom head filling with blood, the muscles all the way along my shaft and down deep inside of my body working in unison to produce that primal energy needed to propel my seed. The first jet of cum was followed by a second, and another and another, pulse after pulse after pulse as I unloaded inside his warm embrace. As my orgasm subsided I could still feel him clenching, his eyes closed, teeth gritted, jacking off like crazy, the cum already on his cock turned creamy white as his hands flung up and down his still hard shaft. The smell of it was amazing, and as I drank it in he grunted and came a second time, cum oozing out of his cock rather than shooting, but still thick and creamy. His tight abs clenched with every wave of his orgasm until it slowly subsided.
My face flushed, cock still hard and deep inside of Jamie, I looked down at the sticky mess on his abs and produced an ear-to-ear grin. Jamie did likewise, but his grin widened even further as he looked up at something I couldn't see, above my head. Then I heard a grunt followed by a deep sigh, coming from above me, near the partition wall separating our cabin from the one next to us. I looked up and saw Liam's face (who - as you may recall from earlier in the story - is one of the other bartenders at The Steamworks), his eyes closed with a telltale cumface.
It wasn't uncommon for guys to sneak a peek at what was happening in other cabins and they had probably been purposely constructed such that this was possible. It was also not the first time that I had had an audience, although most guys tend to be a bit more discreet than Liam was being. I could imagine what was splattered against the partition wall on his side and grinned too. His sighing subsided and he opened his eyes, grinning back at us.
I pulled out of Jamie while I was still hard, holding the condom at the base of my cock to make sure it didn't slide off. The tip was filled with a sizeable load. I pulled it off and tied the condom, grabbing a couple of tissues from the boxes that were on the wall of every cabin, to clean off the cum still sticking to my cock and to wrap the condom in.
"That was hot to watch, baby.", Liam said, clearly directed at Jamie.
I gave Jamie a somewhat puzzled look.
"Liam's one of my fuckbuddies, Reau.", Jamie explained to me.
It all made a bit more sense now to me, their interaction in the kitchen area from earlier in the evening coming back to me.
"Did you guys set this up somehow?", I asked, looking at both of them.
"Not on purpose.", Jamie answered.
"I've seen you around here a lot, Reau.", Liam said, "And I know that you are definitely Jamie's type. So when he messed up your order I suggested that he might have some fun making up to you."
"Cheeky bastards!", I said, smiling, "So what are you doing here then, Liam, other than giving the cabin wall a new paint job?"
Liam blushed, a shy grin coming onto his face.
"Well... you're not just Jamie's type."
That got me laughing and the guys joined in.
"Is that an invitation?", I asked, looking Liam in the eyes.
"If... well, you know, ... you want to...?", he replied, still looking somewhat shy.
"Hell yeah, hot guy like you? But I kind of need to recover a bit first.", I grinned.
"So it's a date?", said Liam.
"It's a date, and I've already got something in mind."
And what I have in mind will be in part 2, coming up soon
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