It had been a while since visiting the baths on a Sunday, the very start of spring's good weather being a fine reason to ride the motorcycle.
Arriving just a couple of minutes after it opened, the bathhouse was already well populated with a mixture of other men, essentially all of whom were here for the opportunity to have sex with other men. Undressing quickly, then ordering a beer, I took it to the Internet PC. Which did not have an active DSL connection, leading me to return to the bar, waiting for an opportunity to let someone behind the counter know.
Finishing the beer quickly, its effects began to merge perfectly with the bit of organic smoke enjoyed at home. My glass empty, I put it down after telling one of the staff about the Internet, who replied that he had just turned it on.
Generally, downstairs is the first destination, but on a whim this time, I headed upstairs. Going to the porn theater - everywhere else on the way being empty - I saw two men on the top row, not near one another. The man in the center had his feet past the padded edge of the bench, providing an easy opportunity to explore his interest.
Sitting to the left on the middle row, followed by fairly loudly rustling out condoms and poppers, taking a moment to be ready to view the porn. The man in the corner had a towel over his lap, the other man naked like myself, sitting on a laid out towel. The porn was not particularly interesting, the center man leaving only a minute or so after I'd lightly brushed his foot.
The porn changed changed soon after he left, now more obviously Egypt themed, as two soldiers undressed and caressed in a stone walled chamber, both getting hard in apparent privacy.
On the screen, a woman in robes and heavy kohl eye make-up had opened the eyes of a figure on the wall, voyeuring the action. By now, my eyes were being drawn consistently to the man above me, whose cock was no longer hidden. Knowing that my viewing was fueled by the same interest as the woman in the film.
After several years of regular bathhouse visits, this was the very first time of seeing a woman in any porn here. Looking at her face and robe covered but braless breasts, my cock was utterly captivated. As the man above me seemed to be in turn, seeing his attention focused between my opened legs as he touched a steadily growing dick.
When the scene changed to a male threesome, involving two soi-distant mummies and a pharoanic figure, I moved up a row, not quite intimately close to the other man. After getting the towel spread out, putting things to the side, I split my attention between the increasingly explicit gay porn and his temptingly sexy cock. Watching it extend to its full length, looking more openly at each other, his horny expression undoubtedly a mirror of mine. He had a cock ring of polished metal, more like jewelry than the elastic rubber or silicone of typical cock rings I'd encountered here.
In my past, masturbating with a high school friend (who, after we graduated from university, is still the only man I have seen fucking a woman), the Playboys and Penthouses tended to be an excuse to get turned on, before watching each other until we came together, sharing orgasm without touching. We tended to be naked, in a bedroom or bathroom, and after getting hard, often looked at each other, ignoring the sexy pictures that had made us hot enough to get off together.
Much older now, with years of experience at the baths, aware that such voyeuring was merely a delightful prelude to the pleasures unknown decades ago. The scene on the screen was becoming more erotic, providing an excuse to move my foot near his. He responded by playing with himself very openly, looking at my stiff length, sliding his foot nearer mine.
Since he was sitting in the corner, I shifted position. His hand touched my inner thigh before I'd finished moving, making me moan softly in response. Settling against the back wall, my right hand reached for his balls, easily moving up along his shaft. His contented moans made it obvious that we both enjoyed jacking off naked, unconcerned about onlookers, as is true for many sauna visitors, especially the more frequent ones.
Soon, playing with each other's cocks and nipples, we sank into the enticingly blissful sensations of enjoying male only sex. He began to lick my neck, making it easy to put a hand around his head to caress his ear. As his oral explorations wandered, it was simple enough to keep him from going down on me, a point he did not press.
Turning into him, my cock wanting to touch his, I felt his metal cock ring, smooth and very erotic to rub against. "Fuck - fuck - that is so hot" I said, my slit sliding over the metal, pre-cum providing irresistible lubrication as I enjoyed another man's intimate jewelry. He responded to my discovery, one hand playing with a nipple as the other slid gently over my sack.
His hand at my balls was changing the tension at my cock tip in a rhythm that I couldn't control. Almost surrendering to the pleasure before hearing him say "Cum on me."
"Not yet" I replied, moving a bit, "this is just the start." My hand gripping our cocks together, I tongued his ear, stretched out over his body, seeking as much contact as possible. Approaching the edge several times, with one or the other leading, we shifted again, noticing that the porn had become extremely erotic.
Leaning against his warm body, his hands played with my nipples as I jacked off, surrendering myself to the hot porn. Two men played with each other's nipples as their hard cocks rubbed together while being sucked off by a third man. One standing man, kissing the other deeply, having already given head the same way. I love watching porn, especially with a horny partner.
"Like it?" he asked, fingers sliding over my nipples.
"Oh yeah .. fuck yes .. gay porn .. jacking off .. sexy cock."
