My First bathhouse Visit Ch. 02

That night after my first visit to the bath house I laid in bed, a thousand thoughts racing through my mind. My wife was next to me, slightly dozing. I slid my hand down the back of my pyjama pants, gently running my finger across my asshole. I shivered with the sensation; my cock started to grow. I so wanted to slide a finger inside myself but didn't dare in case my wife woke.

I was amazed that my hole had gone back to the normal size with only some very mild discomfort for the first few hours. I had thought I would be sore for a week. As much as I enjoyed being bred by my newfound daddy, I had to admit I enjoyed sucking his cock more.

To me, it was the much more submissive act. Having a superior man's cock in your mouth and swallowing his seed was far more intimate and controlling to my mind. Plus, I couldn't believe how much I loved the taste of cum. I wondered why I hadn't tried my own.

I rolled over closer to my wife, ran my hand up her thigh.

'You awake?' I asked.

'Mmmm. Can't you wait till morning?' She said sleepily.

'Not if you want this,' I answered taking her hand and moving it to my cock.

'Oh my god, what has got into you?' My wife asked.

Since finding out that we couldn't have children sex had been spasmodic at best. It was probably part of the recent for my visit to the bath house. Tonight though, my cock was bursting, hard as a diamond, my slit leaking.

'Ok, but be quick,' she said as she rolled onto her back.

Within seconds I had pushed my throbbing cock deep into my wife's cunt. She gasped, wrapped her legs tight around my waist.

'Fuck!' She called out as I could feel her pussy spasm, her cunt juice flooding my cock.

I pounded her hard, my wife moaning, her snatch a torrent of cunt cream. All I could think about was daddy breeding me earlier in the day. I lasted less than 2 minutes before I was unloading deep inside her. I fell off her, my heart beating, our bodies covered in a sheen of sweat.

'My goodness,' she said. 'That was amazing!'

'I haven't finished yet,' I said as I wriggled down and slid my tongue deep into her sopping cunt.

'Oh, oh, you've, oh, it doesn't matter,' she said as she grabbed my hair and grinded her opening against my hungry mouth.

I licked and slurped for all I was worth, tasting my own sperm for the very first time, albeit mixed with sticky cunt juice. My wife came once more, then pushed me away, telling me it was too much.

'I don't know what got into you tonight, but I want more of it,' my wife said as she snuggled in close to me.

Waking after a good night's sleep my wife and I ate breakfast with her heading off to the mall to catch up with some girlfriends for a bit of shopping, not before telling me she wanted to talk about last night when she got home. I kissed her goodbye with the same mouth that yesterday had been filled with a stranger's cock.

As soon as she left, I was on my bed, pants down, jacking myself, fondling my own balls, moaning about how much I would love a rock-hard cock in my mouth right now. I blew a massive load scooping up my hot cum that had sprayed over my stomach and fed myself with it.

The pure taste was better than last night. It was slightly salty, creamy and a little different to my daddy's. Did I love it? Fuck yes. I continued scooping up every bit, licking my fingers clean, savouring the taste and believing that I had found my true sexual calling in life. That of being a submissive cock sucker.

Was that crazy? After only one interaction with another man? After tasting my own sperm for the very first time? Maybe. I was determined to find out.

That night my wife and I made love again. Once more I ate out her freshly fucked cunt after I had unloaded into her. When she asked me why suddenly I was willing to eat her after being fucked I shrugged and said that I thought we needed to spice things up. She seemed happy with my answer.

Monday mid-morning daddy called. My stomach had been full of butterflies waiting for him to contact me. We arranged to meet at 4. I rang my wife, telling her that I may be a little late. It was nothing new and my wife thought nothing of it.

I entered the bath house or The Club as it was known. Chad was behind the desk again, recognising me, telling me it was good to see me back. I was early, wanting to be ready for daddy when he arrived. I found a free locker, stripped down and headed for the communal showers.

There was a guy showering, maybe 30 years old, tanned, fit looking, his back to me. He slowly turned, the water cascading off his toned body, his cut cock was dangling down, nesting atop his low-slung balls. He was magnificent. I gave him a small smile as I turned the shower on.

He half smiled back but made no move, so I looked away remembering that eye contact in a bath house was as much about saying yes or no. Looking away usually meant no. I reached for the soap, as I did, I felt a presence next to me, turning slowly to see the guy standing next to me. He reached across, turned the shower off.

'I might be wrong but I'm sure you were staring at my cock,' he said confidently.

'Um, well, yes, I suppose I was,' I answered, stumbling on my words.

'Finish your shower, meet me in the steam room,' he said before walking away.

Was I shocked? Yes, but exhilarated at the same time. He had picked me as the submissive type. Was I going to meet him in the steam room? Of course!

I quickly showered, held the towel in one hand suddenly deciding that a submissive cocksucker wouldn't wear a towel, he would be naked, sending a signal that he was available. I paused at the locker room door, took a deep breath and entered the main area looking up at the clock. Daddy was still 25 minutes away. I walked past the pool, thinking back to last Friday and how I had sucked and swallowed daddy's load like a slut without caring who was watching.

There were a dozen or so guys spread across the large room. Some were on their own, others in small groups. Previously I had kept my head down, making the barest eye contact. Today was different, I openly looked at each guy, not looking away but not making full eye contact either. I even started to pick out the ones I would like to suck the most.

I found the steam room, opened the door and stepped in, taking a little while to customise to the steam and dim lighting. There was an older guy, white haired, sitting back, his towel open, his fat uncut cock on display. He looked at me and nodded towards his dick. Would I suck it? Maybe.

I found who I was looking for two steps up, sitting next to a naked, very slightly built young man. They were kissing. I didn't know what to do, thinking that I should go back to the older gent. The guy from the shower broke the kiss and looked at me, waving me forward.

'Don't mind us,' he said as he unwrapped his towel, his magnificent cock half hard. 'This little twink won't say a word,' he said casting a glance to the young man seated next to him.

He turned away from me and began kissing the twink, gently groping the twinks small cock and balls. I dropped down in front of him, took one long lick of his cock. I was in heaven. I held his balls, licking his slit, hoping for some precious precum. I wasn't disappointed.

Did I know how to suck a cock? Well, not really, but I did know what I liked. I chewed gently on the head of his cock, hearing a slight moan which told me I was doing the right thing. I slid my mouth down over his cock, sucking, slurping, feeling the head at the back of my throat, controlling my breathing, forcing myself not to gag.

His cock tasted full, ripe, I think it was the steam, the sweat running off his body pooling around his genitals. I could hear the twink whimpering as I kept working the stranger's balls, sucking up and down on that beautiful dick. My own cock was rock hard, but I wasn't going to touch it. That belonged to daddy.

I felt his balls contract, his cock thicken, the first blast going straight down my throat. I pulled back a little bit off his cock, trying my best to time my sucks with his spurts, swallowing as much of his thick load as I could.

Slowly his cock started to deflate, I let it slip out of my mouth, looked up at him as he broke away from his twink. I opened my mouth wide, showing a sticky load of cum, some was slowly dribbling from my mouth. He smiled at me, I swallowed his sticky sperm, opening my mouth once more showing him that I had gratefully accepted his seed. He stood, wrapped the towel around his waist, grabbed the naked twink by the hand and started down the steps, disappearing out the door.

Did I know his name? Anything about him? Zero. Only that his cock was gorgeous and his cream tasted wonderful. I used my fingers to wipe any remnants of the stranger's spunk from my face. I loved it. I stepped down, finding the older white-haired guy still there, his cock hard.

I knelt in front of him and swallowed him whole. He wasn't anywhere as big as the last guy, but he was thick, his precum sweet. I pushed his foreskin back with my lips, ran my tongue around his thick cock head working his balls constantly. I started to jack his pole, concentrating on the head, chewing, nibbling, sucking. I could hear him grunt and knew he wouldn't take long.

I sucked him deep into my mouth, sucking hard, bobbing up and down. Within 30 seconds he was pumping his sweet load into my willing mouth. It was creamy, sticky, delicious. I pulled away, a line of drool and cum connecting my mouth to his cock.

'Thank you boy,' he said as he leant back and closed his eyes.

I stood, wiped my mouth, again savouring the deposited semen as I licked my fingers clean then hurried out, hoping for a chance to get cleaned up a bit before Daddy arrived.

I was hoping to get to the showers, rinse the sweat from the steam room off and gargle. I was halfway to the locker area when I stopped. There was daddy seated at a low lounge talking to the stranger I had sucked first, the twink was being openly fondled by my daddy.

Daddy and the stranger looked over, both seeing me. I watched as the stranger said something to my daddy. The twink was now on his knees, opening daddy's towel, sucking on his perfect balls. Daddy gave me a half smile and waved me over.

'No towel,' daddy said by way of greeting. 'Good boy. Sluts should never cover up.'

I simply nodded, sat next to my daddy, hearing the twink mewing as he sucked daddy's heavy balls. I saw other men look over at me, a few smiled, a few looked at me knowing I was nothing more than a cumslut.

'This is Robert,' daddy said, introducing the stranger. 'He said you've got a tummy full of his cum.'

'Yes, sir,' I said dropping my eyes.

Daddy smiled at me, lifted my face.

'Open your mouth,' daddy said.

I opened my mouth; daddy gently cleared his throat then spat a wad of phlegm into my mouth.

'Swallow that like a good slut,' he said.

I tipped my heard back a touch and let the slimy spit slide down my throat. I had never felt more humiliated in my life.

'I think a good fucking is in order,' daddy said. 'Robert wants to breed you as well.'

Did I tell daddy of my new preference? I couldn't. He was so controlling, so masculine. I simply nodded.

The four of us headed upstairs. Walking past one room I could hear a guy grunting, mumbling, being fucked hard and being told that his needs weren't important. Daddy walked us past the swing room where he had first fucked me instead opting for one of the private bedrooms.

'Up on the bed,' daddy said. 'Head down, ass up. The twink is going to get you ready.'

I dutifully got on my hands and knees. Soon after I felt hands on either side of my bottom, opening me wide. The first lick of my asshole sent shivers through my body. The twink was eating me out and I was moaning like a bitch on heat.

'Little Timmy knows his stuff,' I heard daddy say. 'Look at my boy, whimpering like girl.'

I felt Timmy's finger's start entering my anus, felt the gel being squirted into me, moaned as he started to work my prostate. Fuck, he was good. I was drooling, grunting, unable to hold back as my cock exploded, my cum splattering all over the bed.

'Lean down and lick that up,' daddy said with a small chuckle.

I dropped my head, started to lap at my own secretions when I felt a cock at the entrance to my ass.

'Just relax,' I heard.

It was Robert. He was going first. With a steady thrust he impaled me, his huge cock stretching me wide. I broke away from eating my cum to howl with pleasure. I felt the first of I don't know how many slaps on my ass cheeks. Each slap eliciting a groan, each time Robert bottomed out I grunted.

'Feed him your cock, Timmy,' I heard daddy say.

I looked up to see Timmy the twink presenting his smallish cock. Did I care what size it was? No! I was being fucked hard from behind and all I wanted is a cock in my mouth. I swallowed Timmy's cock to the base, wrapping my tongue around it, hearing Timmy give a girlie squeal of delight. The assault on my bottom continued, my ass being hammered, Robert's fat, long cock jamming deep into my bowels with each thrust. I could feel Timmy's cock grow, the first blast delicious, the amount he blew was extraordinary. I wasn't about to waste a drop.

I sucked and moaned, swallowing every drop, calling out as I could feel Robert's cock unleash his cream deep inside me. Fuck, did I really not want to be ass fucked? I felt Robert's cock withdraw, feeling empty for only a second as daddy's massive rod was jammed hard into me.

Timmy moved away, his place taken by Robert who presented his slimy cock for me to clean. I didn't hesitate to suck and worship him as daddy reamed my ass out. Daddy was slapping me, calling me a filthy slut, my own cock had come back to life, leaking precum.

'Twink,' Robert called. 'Take care of the slut's cock.'

Soon Timmy was engulfing my dick, sucking on it the best I had ever been sucked. He was fucking amazing. Swirling his tongue around my shaft, chewing on the head, the whole time working my balls.

Daddy was grunting, calling out fuck yes. I couldn't hold back, dumping my load deep into Timmy's mouth. Daddy exploded soon after. It was a massive load, delivered so deep inside my battered hole.

Finally, daddy slipped out. Timmy was back at my ass, licking and sucking, eager to get a mouthful of the mixed semen. It became too much, I collapsed forward, my ass seeping cum, turned my head to see daddy and Robert kissing passionately.

Daddy and Robert finally broke the kiss, Robert grabbed Timmy's hand once more, said goodbye and disappeared into the bath house. Daddy sat on the bed next to me, rubbed my lower back, gently brushed his fingers over my anus. I lifted my hips; daddy slid his hand further around cupping my cum saturated balls.

'You were very naughty starting without me.'

'I'm sorry daddy,' I said. 'I just wanted to suck a cock. I thought that was my true calling. After what happened just now though I'm confused.'

'Don't be, your true calling is that of a slut, a cumdump for whoever needs their balls to be emptied. Don't be ashamed. We all have our roles to play.'

'I love it so much,' I said.

Daddy smiled, gave a chuckle.

'Come on, shower. I bet you have to get home.'

I followed daddy downstairs, cum was still dripping out of my ass, down the backs of my legs. I'm sure most of the guys knew that I'd just been fucked hard. I didn't care.

We showered together, daddy again working his fingers deep inside me, letting most of the deposited cum flow out. I dried daddy off, helped him dress. Daddy kissed me, said he would be in touch. I watched him go but he stopped suddenly and turned.

'I'd nearly forgotten. You know Chad?' Daddy asked.

'The guy at reception? Sure,' I answered.

'Good, he told me he is looking for a cocksucker to service him on a regular basis. I thought of you.'

'Um, ok,' I replied.

'He's in the small office off the reception. Go talk to him.'

I nodded and said I would. I dressed quickly, headed into reception, found the small office and knocked. Chad called out to enter. I pushed the door open and looked at Chad.

'Hi, you like to suck cock I understand.'

I smiled, walked over and dropped to my knees. Did I what?