The bathhouse has a fairly large sling room, though the sling itself is not really that comfortable, possibly a reason why the space is generally empty. Today, having finished my beer after enjoying some organic smoke, wandering upstairs, it was a surprise to see someone in the room so early. Letting a certain fancy carry me along to him, following a two week break from visiting. In the past year, I have rarely been able to resist going at least once a week, and the current combination of a waiting slut and enhanced horniness was deliciously enticing.
Putting the towel and bag on a chair - something that was missing for the first couple of months after the sling was available - I moved closer. Noticing he had a fair amount of hair, I let my fingers lightly run over his thighs and belly and balls, seeing his cock swell as a direct result. He remained pretty much unmoving, even after several hints concerning my growing cock's desires.
Nonetheless, I kept playing with his sexy cock, waiting until he was really turned on before starting to touch his ass. His moaning went straight to my cock, causing me to take up the last bit of space between us, pressing a naked cockhead against his offered ass.
Experiencing a pleasure that was unbelievably beguiling, becoming filled with desire to keep touching, sliding hand around my length. This was the sort of contact that had been fairly successfully avoided for years, yet as it continued, the sling adding another set of motions and pressures, I couldn't stop. When he opened a bottle of poppers, I did an offered hit, before bending down to suck his hard cock.
I have been sucked on a swing doing poppers, providing a fair idea of just how turned on he was when standing back up, cock again touching his sexy soft hole. Beyond control in a sense already, since this was the sort of temptation I'd tried to never seek out. Basically, the other occasions involved the other man taking charge, but today, when stepping into the room, I knew that my cock feeling his ass was something wanted, and so easily available.
What I hadn't really expected was how good it felt, especially as we continued, with him doing another hit of poppers. What had to be my pre-cum created a fantastic connection at a primal level, beginning to rub back and forth, feeling him respond in turn, bending down to breathe in as he breathed out. I wanted nothing more than to fully indulge in this addictively dirty touching, letting my cock guide me into paradise. His hole grew softer and more slippery, feeling like a gate opening to paradise as the sling moved.
He did still more poppers, but being at the quivering edge of unstoppable orgasm, entranced by the feel of his naked ass against my naked cockhead, I let that temptation pass. The sling's motion was hypnotic for both of us, as he held my stiff shaft against his, my balls starting to slam between his legs, grabbing his hips, bending down to do another hit with him. The poppers went straight to my cock, making wild thoughts arise.
Luckily, as my intentions became more obvious, he made it clear he did not want to be fucked, or at a minimum not without a condom, which was fine. Normally, neither would I, but as for right now? had now experienced the sensations of my cockhead against his slippery hole, realizing just how truly heavenly this was. It has been at least a year since last giving into to such naked temptation, and now, mutually using poppers, his ass had captivated my cock.
We soon continued as before, two hard cocks rubbing. Though after he did some more poppers, it was his hand that reached down to place my cockhead against his floating entrance, both of us remaining on the edge of temptation - luckily, just barely avoiding doing anything without precautions. Though in honesty, this encounter had already gone beyond my normal limit, rediscovering just how fantastic it feels to have an uncovered cock touching a man's soft fuck hole.
He was jacking himself off as my cock kept pressing against his welcoming anus, using poppers regularly, no longer so careful about what my cock was doing, losing himself in the slutty rush of a man's cock pleasuring his pre-cum lubricated ass. Stroking myself, in part to make sure I did not go deeper, the thick leather sling adding its own rhythmic satisfaction to our almost fucking. His hole began to pulse, looser and tighter, my flared cock ridge slipping past his perfectly smooth ring as he started to orgasm so good underneath me.
The poppers were definitely making it impossible for either of us stop, his legs spread wide, a cock stroking slut, moving his pre-cum coated ass against a rigid cock, jets of hot cum splattering his chest and belly as I experienced his pleasure at the very tip of my being, amazed at just how irresistible the sensations of naked cock against willing ass had become.
That first 45 minutes or so of the visit is fairly straightforward to recount. Left in an incredibly horny state, aware that of how close I had come to breaking a fundamental rule. Yet also aware of just how fantastic it felt, and not only for me.
After that, things become blurred, primal sensations leading me on, including most definitely a desire to rub my cock over another hot ass. A desire surprising in its undeniable attraction, especially after what had happened on the sling. For a change, I was not denying opportunities to let my cock play, and remained hoping for more, though without intending to go any further than in the sling room.
