Bathhouse Rimming

Though nowhere near as common as head, rimming occurs at the baths, if not often enough to suit my desire. When a teenager, along with the idea of open male group sex among strangers, the idea of men rimming each other was a seductive fantasy when stoned and jacking off. As it turns out, the best bathhouses are places that can match the amenities of a public mixed sauna, including public shower spaces, steam rooms, and whirlpools. Meaning that rimming can be done in a way that is fairly clean for such a dirty pleasure.

Before that first glorious bathhouse visit, being rimmed had occurred exactly once in my life beforehand. My then girl friend said she had a surprise as we shared bong hits. After we were naked and turned on, playing with each other, she told me to lay on my back. Her arms put my legs over my shoulders, exposing my ass. Saying that in that position, hole completely accessible to her tongue, that it was time for her to try something new.

I was still fingering her wet pussy lips when her tongue tip made me moan loudly, and she soon was rimming me. Following an extended interval of pure bliss, when laying together afterwards, finger fucking her cunt, I told her how fantastic that had been. Her pussy squeezing my fingers, she moaned about reading a book, showing that position and discussing rimming. Then she groaned, hard on my hard cock, it was the Gay Joy Of Sex, a book a friend had loaned her.

The association between men and rimming was established and reinforced over the years of watching porn and fantasizing, along with an awareness of how wonderful it felt. None of the women following that first girlfriend had any interest in rimming me, though when going down on them, my tongue would often stray lower when they were really turned on. Unfortunately, that was not quite the same as actually rimming their soft hole.

As it turns out, a bathhouse is not really a place where a lot of ass licking occurs in comparison to head, something universal in my years of experience of being sucked and going down on cock. Many mouths and cocks per visit when lucky, especially during a true orgy of the kind that occurs so regularly here.

Nonetheless, the incredible introduction to male rimming on my initial visit ensured hoping it would occur during my next visit, which did not take long. Not to mention ensuring repeat visits while getting introduced to all the other delights found within. When rimming doesn't happen, there are more than enough temptations to indulge among visitors with the same goal, having hot anonymous sex with men.

I had never been so completely and willingly sexually enslaved by a stranger, or a woman. That first female rim job decades ago had been extraordinary, but now, the sensations were being used to control me, to let an ass licker be in charge. My total surrender to him was part of the incredible thrill, getting rimmed in public, so to speak.

This was also my introduction to a dark room. He reached under my towel, making my cock grow as his touch enticingly led me to the platform, knowing that was my first step into the world of bathhouse sex. A step wanting to be take, the reason I was here, a place where men had sex with each other without secrecy or pretending. A glory hole is intense cock centered fun, but also a place where there is a certain furtive air, which might even be part of its appeal.

Now in the bathhouse, a place even more open than the porn complex I had first gotten naked and kissed a man, I was still uncertain, but more than willing. He was on his back, head past the platform edge, and I moaned loudly as his tongue began licking my balls.

His hand stayed on my erect cock to have me move nearer as his tongue went lower. I helplessly pressed my opened thighs against the foam edge, bending to give him full access to my hole. A haze of pure pleasure enveloped me, gratefully submitting to his ass licking completely. After an interval, I put a knee up, rewarded by ever more exquisite sensations. His hands on my ass cheeks made it easy to have both knees spread against his body, moving a bit so his head was on the platform while riding his face.

Barely aware of how effortlessly I had gone from standing in a wrapped towel to kneeling naked on the platform, old dreams being overwhelmed with what was occurring now, losing my bathhouse virginity. Knowing that returning would be impossible to resist, as my then wife would never kiss my ass, barely allowing me to touch her soft pulsing ass hole just before she came. Even then, the timing was challenging, as she had to be turned on enough to prevent herself from being so dirty and wrong.

As the rimming continued, my cock grew irrelevant to the ongoing mindless ecstasy his tongue kept creating. After a while, thinking he might want a rest, I tried moving away. The first attempt ended quickly, right at the start, demonstrating how completely I was under his mouth's control. A second weak attempt occurred after another interval, as much to make sure he wanted to keeping licking as any other reason.

The third time was just as weak, now understanding how irresistible ass licking becomes, my soft pulsing ring covered in his saliva, talented tongue going deeper to keep me riding him. None of my fantasies had prepared me for the pure magic that a stranger's rimming created, sinking into a seductively animal state of incredible satisfaction, needing to do nothing except let it continue.

Rimming was fantastic when that girlfriend had done it, but this stranger was a true wizard wielding his magic. Whose skill led to something gradually happening that would occur other times when having my ass licked by a man in the future. Essentially, even with him holding my cock, the only thing that mattered was remaining on his face, in paradise. This was so beyond imagination, particularly becoming completely owned through the utterly addictive sensations being created at the center of my soft pleasure hole, knowing his tongue was penetrating past my squeezing ring.

Slowly, this session drew to a close, putting a leg back on the floor to allow my muscles a break. Yet still unable to break free from his tongue, my will always being overwhelmed by what his tongue did, craving more when settling back. Finally, his head also needed a break, and contact was broken. Followed by sucking a couple of cocks, starting with the one I had been stroking while getting rimmed.

Great as that initial visit had been, as I kept returning to the local bathhouse, the realization grew of how extraordinarily fortunate that overwhelming introduction was. To be plain, this is about rimming as its own delightful act, not a prelude to anal sex.

When the opportunity arose to lick a stranger's ass, I discovered how enticing worshiping a man's soft yielding hole was, knowing how good it felt for them. It is not quite the same as giving head where the pleasure is equal to receiving, but mutual rimming is at least as good as mutual cock sucking. Especially since it is so easy to switch between both, cock in a mouth and tongue licking a hole.

Over the years, rimming became something always wished for, developing certain techniques to improve the chance of it happening. All men in the baths will let a man suck their hard cock, and almost all will let a stranger make them hard. However, a number of men simply have no interest in mouth to anus play, possibly because it can be considered such a dirty form of contact, or preparation for anal sex. Having someone lick you is not something you can much influence if they are not interested, even if rimming someone first is an open invitation for them to do the same.

However, tempting a naked stranger to let you lick their ass works fairly often, better than with any woman in my past. Much like oral and anal sex at a male only sauna, men seem to know before ever visiting the first time that rimming is something that occurs inside. The basic technique used with a man who shows no interest at first involves getting him really horny, then letting a finger slide over his soft ring to see any reaction.

A negative reaction, that is, there being no reason to continue if they move away, say no, etc. No reaction leads to further exploration after going down on them. This generally involves teabagging while stroking their spit covered rod, tongue teasingly probing ever lower. Hearing moans or feeling their thighs open further shows a willingness to have a stranger lick them. Neither reaction is necessary to keep exploring, but a continued lack of reaction means my interest soon wanes.

Easily one in two men succumb to my desire to rim their hot willing hole, with many of the others doing things that keep me from putting my face between their spread ass cheeks, at least initially. Including rimming me first, often leading to shared ass licking, yet another truly addictive bathhouse activity. My teenage reading about bathhouses provided an accurate picture of their irresistible appeal, not only when stroking thinking about them, but in visiting them repeatedly.

Rimming fits in perfectly with the late 70s bathhouse style I indulge, including weed and poppers. As it turns out, mutual rimming while using poppers is heavenly, getting lost in pure animal pleasure. But unlike with head, using poppers while rimming someone is notably better than using them while being rimmed, wonderful as that is.

A major part being how totally dirty poppers make you, mouth on a stranger's asshole, feeling how completely his body gives in to you. Sensations you know he is as unable to resist as you, eating his soft willing ass, pressing deeper. Rimming someone while poppered turns you into a total slut, the glorious lust to lick ass growing the longer your mouth remains in intimate contact.

Over time, I have experienced rimming in a variety of bathhouse spaces, from the darkroom to a private cabin to the steam room and to the porn room. It is ironic that I did not really know what a dark room was, even after the reading done decades before. I have enjoyed serial rimming there, licking and being licked by two men, kissing each of them passionately, letting ourselves fully indulge our animal sides. Where we freely shared cocks, mouths, and holes in a variety of fantastic combinations, sharing poppers.

Getting rimmed over a man laying on the rear bench in the steam room was probably the most unusual position, and completely unexpected. I was likely the third or fourth man to suck his cock, and his invitation for me to get rimmed was eagerly accepted. He was in the middle of the bench, and I was just able to put my knee next to his head and lower myself on his mouth, jacking his cock off. As the rim job continued, I was able to go down on him, first taking his cock, then starting to go lower.

The position was workable enough, but getting rimmed in the wet warmth with other men around made it wonderful. I finally had to stop due to the heat along with how my muscles were starting to feel. It is quite likely I met him again, this time in the corner, making it easier to use the wall as a support. Of course, there was no way to really tell from how it felt, because every time a stranger licks my ass is extraordinary, without exception.