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   Great Bareback Conquests part 2 (MM, bareback, bathhouse/sexclub) by
Easy Guy

   There's several good gay sexclubs in the L.A., but not as many as there
used to be.  The great sexclubs on Hyperion have all gone bye-bye, thanks
to the uptight attitudes of the city.  The Zone isn't what it used to be,
but that's not the city's fault (nor the owner's.  It's a long story and
not really important right now).  And then there was the MB club, which is
gone now also.  But who knows, that one may be back later.  It was closed
for a while once before, and it came back, and now it's closed again.

   The MB Club is where this story takes place.  This was in its second
life.  Now, the god's hones truth is that the MB club kinda always sucked a
little.  But that was part of its charm.  It wasn't that big, and never
that full of people and always smelled.  But I always had a good time
there. The staff was friendly, although just how friendly was something I
never got to explore.  The guys were there for sex, and not for posing like
some of the clubs and bathhouses around here.  The crowd tilted towards an
older group, which is how I like it.

   This night that I went, I wasn't looking to get fucked.  I was mostly
looking to suck a lot of cock, swallow a lot of cum and blow my load a
couple of times.  I had my mouth around a nice thick dick in the dark
gloryhole booths within five minutes of paying the generously small
entrance fee.  That's why I love this place, there's no attitude and
everyone whips their cock out when you look at them lustily.

   After making this really nice cock spit cum into my mouth, I decided to
take a trip to the video room.  Unlike most video rooms I've been to, this
one almost always was a path to action.  It had a couple of couches facing
a big tv showing standard gay porn.  Every now and then they had a really
hot video, but most of the time it was just the standard four-ways, double
penetrations and massive cum shots that look good when you're alone, but
don't compare to the real thing sitting right next to you.  I walked in and
sitting right there was exactly the type of guy I was looking for.  He was
about fifty, nicely built, and sporting some hot leather around his big
hard cock.  I sat down next to him and shyly (because, I swear this is
true, I'm actually very shy) pretended to be interested in the double
penetration playing on the screen.  But really, I was waiting for a "go for
it" signal from the guy next to me.  My cock was raging in my jeans, and it
wasn't getting any easier with him lightly stroking his hard slick cock. 
Now, obviously that's a signal in itself.  Generally, when you're on a
couch and a naked guy is stroking a hard cock next to you, that means he's
interested, right?  But, the fucking pussy I am, I figured that since he
was already stroking it before I came in, it didn't count, he was just
passing time.  Whatever.  Anyhow, eventually I crept crablike a little
closer to him, and put a hand on his hairy thigh.  When that didn't get a
swat of annoyance, I wrapped my other hand around his cock and took over
the jacking duty from his right hand.

   He gave a groan of pleasure, and lets face it, even a shy fella like me
knows a sign like that, so soon I bent down to take his big cock into my
mouth.  He had one of my favorite types of dicks: Big and really hard. 
Stone hard, practically, with skin so tight you can barely jack the cock.
I'm sure the cock and ball harness he was wearing helped a lot.  I tasted
the mixture of whatever lube he was using (Eros, if I had to take a guess),
his saliva and the sweat from his and whoever else's hand had been
pleasuring him before.  My mouth was riding his cock, and my tongue was
playing with the underside of his head and the sensitive veiny cum tube.

   "Oh, Mmmmm...  Yeah, suck it!  You suck cock really good," he half
whispered.  I'm a sucker for positive reinforcement, so I started bobbing
even more hungrily.  I could feel eyes on me and realized that we were
attracting an audience.  The shy part of me was really embarrassed, but the
exhibitionist side was excited and thrilled.  And the exhibitionist side
won out.  So soon, I added a hand to the mix, corkscrewing up and down his
wet shaft as I sucked his big cock.  This is type of hands and mouth
maneuver is easier done straight on, so I got off the couch and knelt
between his knees so that I could get at the most sensitive parts of his
penis without craning my neck.  While doing so, I opened my eyes and looked
at his face, so that I could do the sexy eye-contact while blowing a guy
thing that everybody (me included) loves.  His eyes were closed though, so
I had to settle for the blissful expression on his face.

   I reached up and played with his nipples, which were a nice size and
apparently very sensitive, judging from the groans he gave me.  So I moved
up to lick and suck on those nips, pressing my body against his big hard
cock, feeling it slickly slide against my abs.

   "Oh, yeah, boy, lick those nipples.  You're a good boy.  You're a nice
nasty boy for daddy, aren't you?"

   "Yes, sir!  I love my daddies," I said back.  I love it when guys call
me "boy" and love it even more when they get off on me calling them
"daddy". I kissed neck, licked under his chin and frenched him
passionately. I slowly moved back down to his cock and started licking his
nuts, which where big and tight against his ball-sac from the thick cock
ring he wore.  On my way down, I noticed we had attracted an audience.  I
felt a thrill of sexy embarrassment and started sucking his cock even
harder, with long slow corkscrew strokes with my hand, and trying to get as
much of it in my mouth as I could, playing to the crowd.  I was really
happy when I heard a happy "ooohhh" from someone in the audience.

   Pretty soon, I felt his dick giving the twitches that said an orgasm was
approaching.  It would still be a minute or so, and I made the best of it.

   "Oh, yeah, son, you're going to make Daddy cum, you're going to make
Daddy cum real soon," he said.

   "Yeah, shoot for me Daddy.  Shoot your cum all over my face.  Shoot it
in my mouth," I said and plunged back onto his stiff dick.  I sped up and a
few more loving strokes later, he was groaning, on the edge of his orgasm.

   "Oh, yeah, oh god, yeah!  Suck it!  Take my load"

   He groaned some more, and then I felt his cock pulsate in my hand once,
twice, and then a thick jet of cum shot into my mouth.  I took his cock out
from my lips and continued jacking him so the rest of the guys could watch
as his semen coated my face.  I think there were three good hard squirts in
him, accompanied by loud, hot groaning from my man.  His cum tasted great
as it dripped from my lips onto my tongue and my cheeks could feel the heat
from the liquid when it hit me.  I milked as much of it as I could, my
right hand covered in his juice.  I continued to jerk him after he was done
shooting, carefully avoiding the too-sensitive head, squeezing the last
bits of pleasure out of his slowly softening cock.

   Soon I wiped his cum off my face with my hand, squeegie-ing as much of
it into my mouth as I could.  I wiped off the excess into my hair, gave him
a final hot kiss and stood up.

   Pretty soon, I was in one of the semi-dark areas across from the video
room.  I noticed one guy, a somewhat chubby guy, follow me into there and
sit on one of the benches.  After a minute or two, I went up to him and
placed my hands on his crotch, which was covered by a loose pair of shorts.

   "Hi," he said.

   "Hi"

   "I saw you in the video room, that was great"

   "You liked that, huh?"

   "Yeah, you look like you really give a great blow-job"

   "Thanks," I said.  His cock was already hard, and I slipped my hand into
the waistband of his shorts.  His cock was a decent size, but not nearly as
big as what I just had been sucking on.  That's all right, I'm not picky.

   He gave a contented sigh and said, "Hey, I rented one of the rooms.  Why
don't we go back there and we can have some more privacy." (He was
referring to the two private rooms you can rent.  It's a sex club, not a
bathhouse, but it's nice that they provide options.  I really miss that
place).

   "OK" I said, hopping up from the bench.  I followed him to the room,
which was a twin-size bed, a small bedside table and a dim light.  Once
inside, I took off my clothes, letting my dick spring free from the
confining jeans I was wearing.  It had hard for a while now, and really
needed some fresh air.

   I lay down on the bed invitingly.  He got naked and slid on next to me.
We wrapped our arms around each other and started making out.  His cock was
pressed against mine.  After a few minutes of surprisingly good kissing, he
went down on me.  He wasn't bad at all, lots of tongue, which I liked.  But
he was a little toothy on his downstroke, and I'm always afraid to say
anything about that, because, you know, I'm shy.  So instead, after a few
minutes, I switched positions with him and took his cock into my mouth.  It
was very easy to suck, my mouth having been warmed up on the much larger
cock before.

   After a while, he motioned me to come up for air, and I did, and we
resumed making out.  His hands roamed over my back, and then started
venturing on my ass, squeezing my ass cheeks playfully.  Then he slipped a
finger in the cleft and started exploring my asshole.  I pushed back on it
encouragingly, but felt the tightness from dry fingers meeting dry hole.  I
pulled his hand to my mouth and liberally lubed up his finger with my
tongue.  After that, the insertion was much easier, and I was really
enjoying the gentle way he was fingering my asshole.  So many guys are so
rough with it, but this guy knew what he was doing.  Pretty soon, he had
two fingers in.

   "Mmmmm, that feels really good," I whispered into his ear.

   "Your ass feels really good.  It's so warm," he said.  And so, even
though I wasn't intending on doing it tonight, I said, "Do you want to fuck
me?"

   He smiled at me affirmatively and I kissed him and turned around to
offer my ass to him.

   He grabbed a condom, and after struggling with opening it, put it on. 
Then he applied some lube to it, and smeared some on and in my hole.  I
loved the cool feeling of the lube as it oozed onto my sensitive sphincter.

   He stuck his cock into the opening of my ass and tried to push it in,
but it wasn't working.  I knew the symptom, his cock was going soft.  He
gave it a few strokes to get it back to its full potential, but the condom
was making them ineffective.

   "Sorry, hold on a sec," he said.

   "That's all right," I smiled over my shoulder.  He was still trying to
jerk his dick awake, but I knew it wasn't going to happen.

   "Here, let me," I said, stripping the rubber off and tossing it onto the
floor.  I placed it into my mouth again, trying to hide my disgust with the
bitter latex aftertaste.  Pretty soon, it was nice and hard again, and we
were ready to make our second pass at my ass.

   But that went pretty much the same way as the first.  We repeated the
strip and suck procedure and hoped the third time would turn out better,
but it was just the same.

   "I'm sorry, I don't think it's going to happen tonight.  My dick just
won't cooperate.  I really wanted to fuck you too," he said.

   I turned around and kissed him, and then kissed him some more.  I felt
his cock awaken at this.  He moved his hand back to my butt and once again
teased my asshole with his gentle fingers.

   "Hey, I've got an idea," I said in between kisses.  "Maybe we could try
it without the condom at first, you know, just to get it started.  Then you
can put it back on again."

   I wrapped my legs around him so his cock was just inches from my
asshole, close enough to almost let the magnetism of it take over.

   "I don't know.  I mean, maybe.  But, you know..." he said, feebly
attempting to resist this obviously good idea.

   "It's all right.  I don't mind.  I really want you to fuck me.  I
really, really want to feel you in me," I said softly, like I was asking
for more soup.  I slid my ass down an inch, so his cock was almost touching
the asshole.

   "It's just, I don't know.  I don't want to do anything you don't want
to," he said.

   "It'll just be for a little bit.  You want to fuck me, right?  I'm sure
once you get going, you won't have any more trouble with the condom.  It'll
just be for a little while." I moved down a little more, and now the head
of his dick was kissing my hole.

   He smiled.  "OK, if you don't mind."

   "I don't mind at all," I said.  What I didn't tell him was that I had
absolutely no intention of letting him put on the condom once he started
fucking me.  Once I feel skin on skin, I can't stand the idea of going
back. It's like having a bite of lobster and then eating a carrot.

   I grabbed the lube and dribbled it onto his dick, spreading it around
with my hand.  I was on top of him, and his dick was now right at the
entrance to my hole.  I rubbed the head around the hole, getting some of
his lubrication onto me.  And then I slowly settled down, taking a little
of him into me, then a little more.  I only let myself go halfway, I wanted
him to do the rest.

   I gave a happy sigh and a glowing smile, and bent down to nibble on his
neck.  At this, he pushed up, and soon, his cock was buried into me.  I
loved it, the full feeling, the closeness, the intimacy.  We kissed and he
slowly started to pump in and out.

   After about a minute, he paused and said, "should we stop now?"

   "Just a little longer.  This feels really good." And to avoid any
argument, I sat up on him, letting his dick slide even further into me.  I
started humping up and down, sliding along his shaft, being very careful
not to let it slip out.  He might take it as an invitation to don the
raincoat.

   "Oh, yeah, fuck me!  Oh, yeah!" I said.  He wrapped on hand around my
hard cock and started jacking me.  I slid his other hand up my stomach,
over my nipples, and up to my mouth.  I started sucking on his fingers,
sliding his two middle digits my litps, playing with them with my tongue.

   I bent back down, and pulled him over so he was on top of me.  I kept my
legs wrapped around him in case he tried to go anywhere, but let him fuck
me in earnest.  It felt so good, feeling him pump in and out of me, feeling
the sexy slickness of his bare cock on my bare ass.  I loved it.

   I was stroking my cock with one hand, and had the other wrapped around
his neck.  My legs would pull him into me every time he pulled out.  We had
a really good rhythm going.  His sweat dripped onto me.  I pulled him to me
and kissed him hotly, loving the feeling of our tongues caressing each
other as his cock filled my ass.

   He started accelerating, and I was so happy that I knew I had him.  He
wouldn't go back to the boring, un-intimate condom while he was fucking me.
He might feel guilty about it tomorrow, but it would be his jerk off
material for the next month.

   I could tell from his groans and the urgency of his thrusts that he was
close.  He knew it too.

   "I'm really close," he said, giving me fair warning.

   "Oh, it feels so good.  I want you to come in me.  Cum in me, please? 
Please?  I want it so bad.  Please cum in me!" I said, breathily.

   "Are you sure?" he asked.

   "Yes!  Oh, it's been so long since anyone has cum in me.  Oh, god, yes,
please, shoot your cum in my ass, I want to feel it.  Please, do it? 
Fucking cum in my ass!  I want it so fucking bad!  Please, baby, shoot your
cum inside me," I pleaded, in my best phone sex voice.

   That was enough to drive him over the edge.  I was surprised how
powerful his final thrusts were, he could really fuck like a demon when he
was about to cum.  It felt so good, so complete, that I started cumming
just before he did, and I came HARD.  I cried out in ecstasy and just then,
he started to orgasm as well.

   "Oh god, oh god, oh YEAH!  YEAH!  FUCK!!!  GODDAMN!!!!" he groaned.  His
body broke out into a slick sweat and he pounded me like a jackhammer.  His
orgasm went on for a gloriously long time, and I was loving every single
second of it.  He gave a few final thrusts, and then collapsed onto me.  We
kissed while his dick was still in my ass.  I didn't want to let him out,
and he didn't want to leave.  We both groaned in post-orgasmic ecstasy, and
I wrapped my arms around him tightly as we made out.

   Finally we broke apart, and I felt the lovely feeling of a totally spent
and satisfied cock sliding out of my ass.  We laid together for a while,
whispering about how good it was.

   He thanked me several times, without saying for what, but I knew.  He
was thanking me for the bareback.  It's great when a guy realizes how much
better it is.  How much of a difference it makes.  He might not be a
convert, hell I'm not completely.  But it's important to realize that you
are missing something when you're wearing the glove, and that something is
intimacy.

   I realized that I wasn't going to have it any better that night, so when
I finally left his room, I left the club, smiling brightly at the guy
behind the counter, and drove home with an ass full of a very grateful
man's cum.