Being married my "men on men" relationships have always been limited to the odd fumble in the back of a gay cinema or in a romp in a sauna. Occasionally as I got older I answered an ad in a contact magazine, for an evening session. But I never managed to stay overnight and one of my longings was for an evening of sex, sleep and then more sex as my partner released my morning glory.
This seemed an idle fantasy, until my wife announced she was taking her mother to Paris, for a long weekend.
I dropped her off at the newly opened St Pancras terminal for the Euro train, before heading to my home.
Once home, I prepared for my night out. I had a hair trimmer and used it to shave my armpits and then my pubic hair round to my butt hole, I fixed a leather strap around the base of my cock and smiling to myself I admired my smooth, albeit slightly rotund body in the mirror. I then applied lubricant to my butt hole and was ready for my evening.
I pulled on my denim trousers and jacket and black trainers, feeling that clothes should be minimal.
I decided to take in as many experiences this night as possible and drove to East London and parked in an NCP car park and walked the short distance to the original Chariots sauna. It took me 20 minutes to have the nerve to go in. Despite the fact that this was not my first visit to a gay sauna, I never get over the initial nervousness of going in, a sense of betraying, I suppose. The anticipation and excitement always results in me being incredibly hard when I finally make the decision, this was helped by the little blue pill I had taken a few minutes earlier.
I soon slipped out of my clothes and strolled around the complex, a quick dip in the pool and a stroll through the cruise area, before I decided to go and watch a porno in the cinema room.
I laid my towel down on the bench and watched as two leather bound beefcakes were fucking a guy in a sling on the screen. I slowly stroked as I watched, but was careful not to be too intense, I was determined to make this evenings experience last for more than a few minutes.
Watching the film as well as the guys around me, who were either pleasuring themselves or their neighbour, I was getting more and more excited and felt my inhibitions, what were left, drift away.
It was not long before a guy similar in age to me, walked into the room, looked around, dropped his towel and presented his erection to my face. I needed no further invitation, I kissed the end of his cock, my hands reached round behind him, stroking his buttocks, gently running my nails, my tongue poked out licking the crack before opening my mouth and plunging downs, rhythmically I bobbed my head up and down, sucking as I moved my head back. I could feel the effect it had on him as his hips began to thrust forward, helped by the urging of my hands. I had recently been practising ignoring my reflex gag action and it was paying off. For 30 years I'd been blowing guys off, but for the first time I could actually deep throat and I felt this anonymous cock slip down my throat. My ministrations seemed to be having the desired effect, as my fingers found his arsehole and slipped in I could feel the member in my mouth swell and with one final thrust my mouth filled with cum, it just would not stop flowing, as much as I swallowed, it also dripped out of my mouth, down my chin and on to my chest. As he finished he wiped the residue of his cum, onto my face and as anonymously as he had entered the room, he left it.
Having had his abdomen removed from my face, I could look round the room and saw those that were not engaged in their own trysts staring at me. I licked my lips and smiled, the invitation in my eyes did not go unrewarded and I was soon presented with another cock, this time the owner first reached down lifted my head and licked the cum off my cheeks and neck before deeply kissing me with his tongue. He then pulled back and I cupped his balls in my hand and began to cover them in saliva, he had removed all hair which made them a delightful meal as my tongue explored every nook and cranny, kissing and nibbling his ball sack. I turned him round and sat him in my place, so that I could sling his legs over my shoulders as I knelt on the floor, as he leaned back I ran my tongue down his perineum to his ass hole, one hand reached his cock and began to stroke it hard up and down, while my tongue licked the edges of his arse hole and the thumb of my other hand used the excess saliva to open him up, before plunging my tongue into him.
As I ministered to my groaning friend, I felt a pair of hands on my buttocks, I was raised off my haunches and I felt a finger being pressed into me, this only added to the enthusiasm of my rimming and wanking, as my prostate was being massaged, first by one then two and finally three fingers.
As my friend in front erupted over his own stomach, my licking became more frenetic and the fingers were removed from my ass, only to be quickly replaced by a cock, in my frenzy there was no thought of who what or how, as the cum from the stomach in front was fed to me and the cock inside me thrust hard and fast – I was in heaven, the guy in front, slipped away from me, so I was now leaning on the seat on my elbows, thrusting back to meet every thrust forward, one hand from behind was kneading my balls and then he exploded inside me, my insides were covered in his cum, he carried on thrusting as he softened and as his member left me he kissed my neck and then withdrew. I just stayed there, thinking of what had happened, this was my first ever bareback experience and I had enjoyed it, but also was worried about its implications. This suddenly put a dampener on my mood and I raised myself from my position and put my towel around my midriff for the first time while I went for a shower.
I could feel the cum running down my butt cheeks onto my thighs, instead of further worrying me, it added to my excitement, as I walked to the showers I felt decadent, degraded, a man whore – it felt great. I could not hide my erection as I entered the showers.
It was not long before the shower had others in it, I was the only one with an erection and this time it was noticed as a guy about my age came over and started to kiss me we were mixing saliva as his hand reached my cock and began to stroke up and down roughly squeezing and pulling, his tongue deep in my throat, before he had a chance I dropped to my knees and for the third time that evening began ministering my mouth on his cock and balls a sizeable cock 8.5" and really thick, but unlike my previous partners he had little self control and quickly came over my face, as I stood up licked my lips and drew the cum into my mouth, unabashed by his cum on my face he kissed me and tongued my mouth further. He whispered into my ear "Let's have a coffee and a chat".
