I hit Latino gold last night at the bathhouse. I was visiting a city for work and had some time to kill so popped in for a steam and spa. It was the wrong time of day and I wasn't expecting anything much. I hadn't been long in the steam room when a figure appeared in front of me. He was a short lean guy who'd been prowling in the dim steamy fug, perving on a couple of guys making out and then moving on, stroking his cock the whole time. I leant over towards him, and he had his cock in my face in no time. A nice tapering uncut cock, as straight as a ruler and nearly as long. I sucked his cock and then he reached in under my arms and lifted me into a deep pash. He led me off to a room and we kissed more, sucked more and he came in my mouth, He introduced himself as Carlos from El Salvadore as he headed off to dinner with his family.
Nice! I next did a round of the cubicles. A dark haired, dark eyed gorgeous guy invited me in to join him – Samuel from Peru. Another very hot kisser. We spent a bit of time just jacking each other while we kissed and played. We both got hard, lost it, got hard again and so on. We were chatting and kissing and stroking – it was very sexy and social. We decided to take a break, but we both expected to catch up again later in the evening.
Another round in the steam and dry sauna and I was feeling like I'd like to blow. I went looking for some action and turned a corner in the maze and slammed into a guy in the dark. I apologized and went to move around him and he reached his hand out and pulled me in. I got a feeling he was a bigger guy, and when he pushed his body against me, confirmed it. His thick semi hard cock was hot against my stomach. It felt like an 8 or bigger, and thick, really thick. In the dark we discovered we were both into nipple play and he was good at it. He started doing what I was doing to his nipples – which I love – alternating light as a feather touch with savage squeezing and pulling. He was groaning and I was groaning and he was pushing himself harder against me. Being a bit shorter than him I could also get my mouth on his nipples and licked and bit them swollen.
He literally pulled me out of the dark maze by my nipples, him walking backwards, leading me off to a room. He was tall, light brown hair, long dark eyelashes and gorgeous full lips. I dived in. Another brilliant kisser! He pulled off for a minute to introduce himself – Roberto, from Chile. my third Latino for the night.
We were kissing – locked into tongue, lips and grunting groans – I was still working his nips and he had his hands around, feeling my butt. I put one leg up on the bench so he could get access to my ass and he got fingers in there too, with spit and then some lube, working my asslips until I felt his finger probing me inside.
My groaning told him what I wanted. He literally lifted me bodily onto the bench, onto my knees, doggy, with my ass in the air facing him. I thought he was going to get his cock in, but no, I felt his warm mouth and lips exploring my taint and balls, and then his tongue flicking in there, and then he was totally eating me – grinding his mouth and tongue and stubbly jaw deep into my tender ass crack.
He pulled me up again and kissed me. I could taste my ripe ass on his mouth. He smiled when I said so and pushed me down onto my back on the bench. I spread my legs wide and took him in between them, his cock pressed against my taint while we kissed some more. He was still fingering my ass, and I was trying to get my hand down to guide his cock into me but the angle was wrong and I couldn't manage it. He started thrusting his hips though, and I felt his meat grinding into me.
He pulled away to get some lube onto my ass and to put a condom on. This was the first time I really got a good look at him. Fuck! he was totally gorgeous, and when I said so he laughed and thanked me and then screwed his glans into my wet waiting ass.
So far, this would have just been a very nice, unexpectedly nice night at the bathhouse, but then Roberto fucked me, and we entered entirely different territory,
There were a few factors coming together: he was hot. He was a great kisser. He was a great lover – very attentive, playful, by turns forceful, and respectful. He was hung. His foreskin retracted to reveal a defined head on a cock the likes of which you only ever see cast in silicon on the racks in the sex shops. And he knew how to fuck. Oh my god! He entered me slowly, feeding his cock into my ass, and when he was about two thirds in he paused and just kept adjusting his angle inside me, with the smallest moves until I gasped, We both knew he had hit it. Roberto then proceeded to fuck my prostate. He memorized the angle and my depth (which a lot of guys never get right). He worked his cock on and over it, applying and releasing pressure, allowing the rim of his glans to caress it, His hands on my chest, on my nipples, his mouth on mine I was groaning into his mouth, and he was saying stuff in Spanish that I half understood and it was wild!
So I have done a bit of solo prostate play. But I have never had a guy play my prostate like this. Each thrust and twist made me melt with pleasurepainectasy. He kept it going way past what I thought I could bear. My cock was pulsing continuously, like cumming, but like cumming over and over, but without ejaculating – just that cum feeling that is usually so brief but was kind of never ending as Roberto played me.
He pulled out. "You need a rest". It was true! We lay down together with his head on my chest, chatting about life and Chile and where he had learned to fuck like this (from his soccer coach).
Eventually he got up – I thanked him, thinking that he was done. But then he heaved me back into doggy. He lubed up his fingers and started playing again. He now knew the precise location of my prostate and he used his fingertips and then the end of his thumb to work it. I was pulsing again, in waves now and then with five fingers and the thumb of his other hand inside me, I orgasmed. Pulse after pulse after pulse – my whole body ricocheting with the sexual tension and release, over and over and over. I did not want it to stop, but I could almost not bear it to keep going. He knew exactly what he was doing and when he could tell from the noises I was making that it was too much, he'd ease off, and then, barely before I had caught my breath he'd have me back on the mountaintop.
I can't tell you how long this went on. Maybe a lifetime. Truthfully, I am not the same man now.
I told him "I will never forget you Roberto". We kissed again and he disappeared into the night. I lay there recovering, until I could stand on my feet again.
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