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By *rgeo OP Man
2 weeks ago
WOLVERHAMPTON |
On his third visit to the sauna, George was the very first person to sign in as the place opened. Although there were four or five cars already parked up, the other men seemed to be in no rush to get inside, waiting in the morning sunshine, looking at their phones. By the time he had entered, undressed, spent a few minutes in the steam room and then showered, the others had all come in. Fit lads, all of them - a decent start - and the one man who joined him in the showers was obviously ready for fun. His dick stuck out proudly, invitingly.
George spent a few minutes alone in the jacuzzi but was restless, eager for action. He got out and went back to the showers. The other guy had finished washing and was heading towards him.
"Anyone else in the tub?" he asked.
"Only me, but I felt too lonely," replied George.
They hung up their towels and got into the jacuzzi together. The other guy pulled George towards him. Within a few seconds he was sitting on the shelf above the water line so that George could have access to his cock. George's mouth happily went to work on it. He had been deprived of this for a fortnight and was determined to make the most of whatever treats today threw at him. It was a strong, long, cut cock and George took it to the back of his throat.
After a few minutes, the guy slipped back into the water and they chatted for a while.
"A promising start to the day," said George finally. "I'll see you later." And he climbed out of the water.
In the next hour or so, George had sex with three other men. He couldn't remember the order of it, only the intensity of each encounter. There was a young Muslim guy who asked for a massage and got it. He had brought with him a little bottle of oil which George rubbed on the back of his body, kneading his shoulders, back and legs. When he turned over, George continued with a massage of his hairy chest before working on the final area of interest. It was a small, delicate cock which grew softly as he took it in his mouth. It felt like a living piece of fruit between his lips, responding to his touch.
Then George bumped into someone he knew, a tall man with a beautifully smooth body. The man gave off a strong erotic pull for George. They both were attracted to one another. At first, they spent time holding and stroking each other in the narrow corridor by the cubicles. Then it made sense to go inside and find more room. The door remained open. George had to stand on tip-toes to kiss him, a beautiful smoky-tasting mouth.
George sat back on the mat. The tall man bent down over him as a third man appeared at the door. In the shadows, it was difficult for George to see the third man clearly, but he soon got down on his knees and began paying all his attention to the tall guy's arse. It was clear that the tall guy was open to a good fucking. However, the third man left after a couple of minutes and they were left alone.
Something indescribable happened to George in that little room. He felt not only a complete surrender to the man in front of him but also a complete indifference to him. It was as though their two bodies and personalities did not count for anything. There was just a field of sexual desire. It wasn't greedy for release either. It wanted to expand, take in everything it could, possess the whole experience of the bath house.
As George left the cubicle, an older man was standing there in the corridor. Without a second's hesitation George smiled at him and began to engage in conversation. The exchange with the tall guy had been extremely intense and now George's whole body and mind was ready to go anywhere this morning. They went back into the vacated cubicle and this time the door got locked.
They remained standing. They talked. They kissed. They exchanged names. They became intimate with one another. Again for George came the twin feelings of surrender and indifference. He gave himself wholly to this older guy, kissing him passionately. He meant everything and nothing. He was the most important and the least. This was a new feeling for George, the start of the next stage of his adventures. Something was changing deep in his brain. |
I'm gonna have to find the first two parts now!
