I Was King of the Sauna. The Gay Boys Couldn’t Get Enough of My Soaking P*ssy.
Everyone watched as my squirt cut through the air.
Illustration by Jason Leviere (@mister_dashing)
I left the sauna orgy despite the protest of several bears who wanted their turn with me. As I squeezed past my friend who was sucking a stranger’s thick cock, a muscley bald daddy frowned.
“But you’re the MC of this spectacle!” He smiled after he said this. I looked down to see a gorgeous twink sucking his cock. The twink rolled his tongue over the daddy’s head, stretching his foreskin thin. It’s hard to smile while you suck cock, but the twink managed.
The slippery tiles outside the sauna door were more wet than usual. Boys had been in the hot tub. If one, two, or three too many climbed in, hot water would overflow, waves would crest over the stairs, crashing down onto the 1970s hospital green ceramic below.
I looked around the main showering area. I saw my boyfriend on their knees as a taller guy—smooth and clean-shaven—got harder in their mouth. Looking over at the pair, I stepped under the shower head that exclusively shot cold water. The erratic pulse of the shower hit my skin like a bolt. The cold water brought me back to reality, reminding me where I was.
I opened my eyes as the cold streamed down my red cheeks, and several men met my gaze as I slowly surveyed the room. One tall redhead smirked at me as he leaned back on the massage table. Had I met him here before? I had a feeling I knew him from somewhere.
He turned the edges of his smile up to meet me, and I stepped forward, out from under the freezing waterfall. The ginger looked at me and gestured with his eyes only, giving himself away by licking his lips.
The several feet between me and him were lit up with the energy of the cruise. As I sidled up to him, I passed my boyfriend, who was finishing up their fun. I stopped, pushed them down, and ran my fingers through their long hair, damp and greasy from sweat. They put their head between my legs. I stroked their head as they pulled my lips back to reveal my little cock and started to suck at it.
A good lover. A lover that deserves praise. Not too much. Not yet. I closed my eyes and let my head loll back. My lover at my crotch pushed at my hips, signaling for me to lay back on the massage table, and I obliged—a little hop up onto the table brought me into contact with the firm surface, and I laid back, my eyes still closed while the ginger eased me down.
I opened my eyes.
My boyfriend and the redhead were standing over me, looking at me splayed out on the table. I felt the hands of my lover trace lines up my legs while the redhead met my gaze, and he leaned in to kiss me. The first time, he slowly licked my lips around their edges before slipping into my mouth. Softly at first, and then with more force.
His long arms were able to reach down my torso to my cunt while he still kissed me. The ginger man rubbed two fingers along my pussy lips before sliding into me, my cunt wet and heated. He drew his lips and tongue back from me and stood up. I hadn’t realized how tall he was. His long limbs stretched, and his hands began to work my pussy, sliding fingers in and out of me while pulling my small cock gently in his fingers, then leaning in to suck me for a moment.
I could barely whimper before he slipped in and out of my slick hole, moving faster and curling his fingers inside me. The pressure—the pulsing movement—set me silent.
I pulled my head up and placed my hands underneath, propping myself up on the table to see. My boyfriend was watching transfixed, and the redhead reached up for their arm, moved it slowly to manipulate my cock, sliding their long fingers against it, pressing in. He pushed down on their head, guiding them to suck on me while he pulled his hooked fingers against the firm architecture of my body.
There were now seven or eight men looking down at me. The bald daddy who called me the MC had come out of the sauna, and his thick, blond mustache twitched as he watched the ginger manipulate me.
“Can I try?” he asked, but he wasn’t asking me. The redhead nodded.
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