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Bathhouse Love story

How can one describe in words the feeling that you get
when a beautiful hard cock slides into you? How can you
tell someone about the moment when that faceless man
leaning against the wall in the dark room of the
bathhouse makes you the centre of his world?
Alternatively, the one with the thick uncut cock grabs
you by the back of the head and forces himself down
your throat?

I am a bathhouse boy and love the feeling of faceless
sex. Being able to take part in some of the most
unabashed and unfettered sex, doing that with as many
partners as you want in one night or just being a
voyeur.

There are nights that I go to the bath and look for the
roughest, raunchiest sex you can imagine. Nights like
that I can play out my wildest pig boy fantasies; let
the bears use me for whatever they want and I relish
the role. I have been made to crawl on my hands and
knees through the entire bath with a collar and leash
on and had whoever do whatever they wanted to me.

I loved that night, the man who owned me made me suck
so much cock that my jaw was sore for a week. There
were men that took my ass with such force that I felt
as if I was ripping open, and then there were the ones
that just fucked me because they could; I leaked cum
for the entire next day. That night was also one where
I drank piss from the glorious cock of my master, and
his friends when we all went back to his house to carry
on the pig boy role.

My owner had me back for a weekend and I was the
entertainment for five of the nicest bears in the city.
They were everything that a cocksucking queen could
want and then some. Each had a small pony sized cock
and mandarin oranges for balls. They all took turns
using my mouth and ass for whatever fluid they needed
to get rid of.

I cleaned each and every set of balls; ass and the one
uncut cock of whatever was clinging to them; then the
can of Crisco came out as well as some poppers. I was
quickly inhaling the fumes that gave me a direct line
to the feelings emanating from my well-used asschute.

It was the man who was the host for the evening that
stepped behind me first. He was a patient lover, taking
his time putting fingers slowly into my ass, first only
one and then realising how loose I was quickly put
three in working the nice wide point in and out
widening and relaxing the muscles.

At the same time he was also putting large amounts of
grease in. “So that it will slide easier” he said I
could care less at that moment I was seeing colours
from the waves of pleasure rolling over me.

He had me on my hands and knees on the floor but I
guess it was uncomfortable for him because I was
roughly lifted up onto a piece of gym apparatus so that
his arm was able to pump in from a lower angle. The
downside of this position was that I couldn’t get my
mouth used but after a while it didn’t matter.

Once I was comfortable on my perch he took four and
then five fingers with more goop and worked them in. I
could feel his knuckles ringing around my hole working
one in and under. Once the first knuckle got in the
rest followed just like beads on a rope.

My eyes opened to the size of dinner plates and more
poppers went up my nose. He held his extended hand
still for what felt like an hour, then slowly started
twisting back and forth until he got me loosen enough
to start the back and forth motion going as well. He
then pulled his hand into a fist and the lights of
pleasure draped in front of me once again. He started
to run his fist up and down my chute working the Crisco
into lather. In one continuous motion he pulled his
fist out and stepped back saying, "This bitch is open
for service, take a number.”

It took no time for the rest of them to attack my ass,
some being nice and working their hands in, the rest
just punching their fists right into my, by then,
gaping asshole.

This assault went on for a few more hours during which
I was moved once again, this time to a position where I
was able to have both ends used. This also allowed two
men to have access to my backside; soon there was
rather thick wrist pistoning my ass and a cock working
its way to release inside of me. The various
combinations going into my ass played out and soon I
was a quivering mass of pearly cum and Crisco after
they all had their way with me.

I had been cummed on and in so many times we lost the
ability to remain hard. It was at that moment when my
master stood at my head and started to piss on me. The
others followed him; and soon they had all cum washed
off of my body.

We were all spent and after showering, one by one
dropped off into fitful bouts of sleep. By the time I
woke I was in a comfy bed with my master wrapped around
me. I wriggled my way down his body and teased his cock
awake, licking and slurping until he put his morning
shot down my throat.

He grabbed my hair and held me until he released his
bladder down my throat as well. We got out of bed, and
he took me to the rest of the participants in the
previous night’s fun. There I gave each one a sloppy
blowjob and drank or wore their morning piss.

We all showered and went out for some breakfast, after
which we all parted company promising to get together
soon.

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