This is kind of a true story. I've embellished a couple of things and while the story isn't about me, it IS about someone that I knew who has since passed. I was present for most of it, but like I said, I've embellished a couple of things that I wasn't there for.
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I used to be that guy. I'd play the alpha male in bathhouses--pushy, standoffish, rude...but honestly it worked really well for me. You didn't fuck me, I fucked you. I don't suck your cock, you suck mine. If someone had the look of wanting to be dominated, I'd move on him and manhandle him and maneuver him into my room and I'd have my way with him. I'm kinda fit, but a little bit of a dad bod in the midsection. My cock isn't huge, but it's thick and better than average and the guys that I pull into my room tend to worship it eventually beg for me to fuck them hard with it. I'd only ever had my asshole fingered and licked as I had never and didn't want to be fucked. I was a giver, not a taker. That was about to change.
I got a room at my usual bathhouse on a Saturday evening and started walking around looking for any fresh meat. I saw a few regulars that I'd had before and they expressed interest and true to form I ignored them as I wanted them to come to me and beg. After taking a steam and my cock getting a little fondling and some lip service in that dark and steamy cavern, I returned back to my room hoping that someone new would follow me back.
I had a few regulars pass me in the hall reaching for my towel-covered cock and I pushed the hand away and kept walking. I made it to my room, unlocked the door and left it slightly ajar. I threw my towel towards the head of the bed, dimmed the lights, and crawled onto the thin mattress and hit the volume of the TV as I searched for a good fuck flick on the few channels of porn that they offered. Some of the regulars peeked in the doorway and I waved them off. I settled in for what appeared to be, so far, a disappointing visit.
About fifteen minutes or so, as I was absentmindedly stroking my cock to a semi-hard state watching a guy with a massive cock impale a thin twink, I noticed a face in the doorway. It was a tall black guy and as he moved more into the doorway I could see that he was pretty chubby with pretty big man tits. I was about to wave him off as he wasn't really my type, but I looked down at him massaging his cock through his towel as he was focused on me rubbing mine. I figured that I'd see what he could do for me.
"Well get in here, close the door, and start sucking my cock," I barked at him.
He slowly complied and knelt down at the end of the bed, taking off his towel and laying it under his knees in a quick motion. He started asking me my name and what I was into--the usual chit chat BS. I basically told him in my rude dom voice--less talking, more sucking. He started lightly touching me, starting at my feet and slowly caressing my legs moving up to my knees and underneath them. He firmed up his grip there and roughly pulled me towards him down the bed taking me by surprise. He smiled as my cock was closer to him now and leaned forward to gently brush his lips against my shaft while breathing deeply--his hot breath cascading down to my balls and making them move.
I was glad I let him in because he was one talented cocksucker. He worked my cock like it was the last one on earth. I couldn't tell if he was extracting a lot of precum out of me or it was just his saliva because he liked it sloppy and slippery. The sounds he was making got me hotter--moaning on the downstroke and sucking air and spit going back up. I would feel his slobber coating my balls and down into my crack. He'd pause to stroke me while he blew on my balls making my eyes roll back into my head as my balls moved up into my body to escape the coolness. My moaning was picking up as sped up his rhythm, corkscrewing my cock with his hand and pausing at times making me squirm as he concentrated his tongue on the underside of my mushroom head. I was in heaven.
He raised up off his heels and to his knees and leaned forward so the top of his head was on my stomach. He moved one hand up between my legs, brushing my hole briefly then up to a nipple that he'd gotten wet with his spit and started teasing and flicking it. I moaned deeply as I'd never had them worked over like that. Suddenly his mouth was off my cock and my emerging orgasm retreated just as quickly as it started. He was back to my balls giving them a tongue bath. His other hand found my other nipple and it was like he was trying to find his favorite radio station. My eyes went back into my head as he did that--adding to the fact that he had just shoved his tongue up my ass. My legs instinctively raised to give him better access. Goddamn he was good! I could feel him almost fucking me with his tongue now. I looked down to see he had moved one hand down to wank his cock.
"Oh fuck that feels so fucking good!" I realized that I almost yelled it out because he had me so hot. "Don't stop, I'm getting really close," I begged him.
With that, he moved up quickly and he was on top of me--his full weight was pressing down on me and almost stopping my breathing, his arm under my knee raising it up further pushing on my lungs.
I was stunned and before I could say anything, his large hand covered my mouth and he whispered in my ear, "so am I."
I suddenly realized what was about to happen and I started to struggle, but his weight kept me from moving. I started to feel the head of his cock probing for my opening.
"Just breathe and relax. You're gonna love this," he told me as he looked into what must have been my now wide eyes. He moved his hand down to help guide his dick into me.
"There," is all he said as he had the head against my pucker and he started to slowly move into me. I could feel the head of his cock beginning to spread me open.
"Breathe and relax," he quietly reiterated--a sly smile was on his face.
This was going to happen and I forced myself to do as he commanded. He moved his hand off my mouth and I slowed my breathing as much as I could. Then I could feel it--my flesh enveloped the head of his cock and I gasped in a moment of sharp pain.
"Mmmm, I bet that feels good, doesn't it?" He grinned like the devil and said, "now you're ready for the rest of it. Just keep breathing."
I could feel him pulling my other leg up and he moved both of my legs around his sides onto his back--and I kept them there.
"Now push out like you're taking a shit," he commanded as his voice changed to a more demanding tone.
I could feel him starting to slowly push in, so I started to push out. I felt another sting of pain as some sharp sound came out of my throat and I froze as he moved his cock head past my inner ring--a sting that I've surely inflicted on a couple of virgins that I'd broken in before. Now it was my turn.
