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Bathhouse Bang

18 comments/ 260822 views/ 38 favoritesBathhouse BangBy: penisleeve

It was an uninspiring entrance. All there was to indicate the location was a metal grill in a cement brick wall between shop windows. No sign, no indication of what lay behind the secure doorway, no target for those prejudice fools who inhabit every society. I pushed the metal door and it opened, a bell sounded it's electronic warning above my head somewhere and a small camera made a slight whirring as it focused in on me as I entered.Behind the door was a narrow staircase leading up into the dim interior lit by blue globes set into the walls just below ceiling level. I ascended the stairs and found myself in the true entrance to The Sauna. This area was lit far brighter with palms either side of a shuttered window next to the main door, which lead into the club itself. A red button glowed next to the door and beckoned one to press it. I did. Another bell sounded beyond the window, which promptly opened to reveal a young Eurasian man.

"Hello. Welcome to 565. Have you been here before?" he asked."No I haven't" I replied."Are you aware of what this place is and what takes place here?" He continued. "This is a private club." "Yes I am aware that this is a men only sauna.""Good. Entrance is $15 membership, which is refundable on leaving, $5 entrance and $4 locker hire. You get a towel, locker and complimentary lube and condom." He politely informed me.
I paid the money, received the towel, key, lube and condom and entered through the door into the sauna. I found myself in a bar area with a large lounge to my right. A soft-core, gay porn movie was being projected onto the far wall of the lounge and a number of men of various ages, shapes and sizes were sitting around clothed only in towels chatting and watching the action on the wall.The host, a large man in his 60's led me through to the locker area and explained the rules and layout. I thanked him and taking a deep breath began to unrobe. As I bent to remove my boots I noticed an older skinny man leaning against the wall of lockers behind me openly inspecting me as I stripped. His cock was erect and tenting the towel about his waist. Although it only looked to be about 12cm long I shivered inwardly and continued undressing. As I got down to my G-string I bent from the waist giving the watcher a perfect view of my arse and balls as they were exposed. My cock stood against my belly, held hard and restricted by the cock-ring and ball stretcher I was wearing. I stayed bent over and placed the key about my ankle, slightly wiggling my arse. The watcher murmured something and adjusted his bulge and moved off through the entrance of the maze. I slipped my towel about my waist and after locking my belongings into the locker made my way into the dark entrance, which lead to the maze as the host had told me.I stopped just inside the doorway, the gloom robbing me of any worthwhile vision. Then the sounds came to my ears. A moan, gasps, groans, the sounds of men, impassioned and urgently exorcising the demands from their balls. The unmistakeable sound of skin slapping on skin, the tempo increasing with the urgency of the participants' lust until there would be a series of grunts and then release. The flooding into the rubber that coated the many hard cocks was palpable even if unseen.A hand on my shoulder brought me back to reality as someone, unseen in the gloom pushed past me. I was amazingly aware of his erection brushing past my arse and the feel of sweaty skin of his chest sliding across the skin of my back.I made my way cautiously into the maze. As my eyes became more accustomed to the light I saw sights I'd only imagined when pulling my cock. Men were sucking and fucking everywhere. Cocks poked through holes in the walls and men gratefully even hungrily swallowed them to the limit of the partition between them.I watched many couplings and gaped like the bathhouse virgin I was. But that didn't last long. Down one long dark corridor I found a dead end and made to leave it when there was suddenly an old man before me. He didn't say anything but pulled his towel open exposing a hard but disappointingly small cock. I sank to my knees and kissed his offering. It twitched and he groaned softly. Somewhere beyond the wall next to me someone gurgled a scream past something obviously deeply implanted in his throat. The old man before me grasped my head and pulled me into his groin. I excitedly open my mouth and felt a sweaty hard cock enter my mouth. It was glorious, manly, demanding and I revelled in my enforced debauchery. I licked and sucked and swallowed. He only lasted about 2 or 3 minutes before cumming and shooting my mouth full of semen until it dribbled down my chin and dripped onto my chest and cock that throbbed with excitement. As he released my head and I gasped air he pulled away leaving me suddenly unsupported and falling forward onto my hands, remaining there like the cheap cock hungry slut I was.