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TWINK NIGHT AT THE BATHHOUSE
This is a (mostly) true story that happened on Tuesday, June 5, 2018. And I loved every second of it!
So it turns out every Tuesday is Twink Night at the Seattle Steamworks bathhouse. Guys under the age of 25 get in free. I had never been to the place on a Tuesday figuring the whole twink promotion was probably a scam to get people my age in to see hot young guys who probably never actually showed up.
But a few Tuesdays ago I had an evening free and I was horny as fuck, so I headed over to Summit Street. I arrived somewhat early, around 7 PM. It was kind of slow, only a few guys were there: the usual bathhouse contingent, middle-aged but horny, mostly in their 40’s, 50’s and 60’s. There were a couple of younger men I might classify as twinks, and they were hot, though clearly not interested in playing with anyone my age. The crowd was not what I was hoping for, which was basically naked gay sex night at a frat house rec-room.
I fooled around with a couple of the more interesting middle-aged guys in the huge playroom, walked around in my towel watching a few other people having sex (watching is one of my favorite things to do), but mostly ended up in the video room jacking off to porn. I purposely did not allow myself to cum, of course. Gotta save that for the perfect moment.
After about an hour and a half I noticed there were several twinks undressing at the lockers. Five or six of them in a group, ten or eleven others wandering around alone trying to avoid eye contract. “Wow,” I thought, “They really do show up on Twink Night!”
As I was cruising down a hallway I couldn't help but notice one of the hotter of the young men. He was probably 5’10, with dark, almost black hair, a little too trendy in style. He was extremely handsome, chiseled but boyish. He must’ve only been 18, which of course you have to be to get into the place, but he looked younger. His slightly defined but muscular chest was hairless, but well toned with small, taut nipples I noticed instantly. Like everyone else in the hallways he was naked with a towel secured around his waist. I naturally let my mind fantasize about what his young cock and balls must look like. He smiled at me then quickly looked away as we passed. I wondered if it was his first time in a bathhouse.
I continued cruising, watching people play here, edging to a porn video there, and all the while noticing more and more young, college age guys arriving and making the rounds. Eventually, I wandered back in to the large play room. It had a leather fetish bench (basically, a picnic table designed for sex), three large screen TVs playing gay porn, a couple of mattresses on short pedestals, a sling, and long bench running the entire length of one side of the room, I would guess about 20 yards.
As I entered the dimly lit area I could see the bench was mostly occupied. When my eyes adjusted to the murky light I suddenly realized they were all twinks. All of them! There had to of been 15 or 20 of them. Some were sitting with their towels still tied around their waists, others had the towel open and they were jacking their young cocks, still others were stroking off the guy next to them. The beautiful sight nearly took my breath away.
I became aware that this youthful group all had their eyes glued to one of the mattresses in the middle of the room. I turned and saw two more twinks locked in the 69 position on the mattress. They were clearly putting on a show for the whole group sitting on the bench. Well, there’s nothing I like more than watching, so I found an empty space between two wacking boys, sat down, threw back my towel and started stroking my already rock-hard 7 inch, cut cock. I appraised the boys to either side of me (average sized cocks but very cute) and could not help but notice they barely acknowledged my presence. They were captivated by they two twinks sucking each other off on the mattress.
The boys were noisily slurping each other‘s cocks, and while I couldn’t see faces, their lithe, toned, nearly hairless bodies were physically reacting to the sensation of wet lips sliding up and down on each other‘s stiff cocks. One of the boys broke away from his activity to kiss the other boy. It was beautiful.
This is when I realized that one of these guys was the dark-haired boy I had passed earlier in the hallway. I instantly became even more interested (and my 7 incher became even harder and started seeping precum.) The dark-haired boy got up onto his knees and I got to finally see his cock clearly, the mushroom head shinning even in the dim light. It must’ve been nearly 8 inches long, straight as an arrow and he was cut, the mushroom head providing a perfect cap to a glorious piece of meat. He had neatly trimmed dark pubes spreading out above his cock and below his slightly fuzzy balls hung large and inviting. The entire package was hotter than I could have hoped for and was extremely delicious looking.
He looked over at the masturbating crowd of us sitting on the bench watching him. He smiled. With his thumb he pushed his large dick downward until it pointed towards the mattress. Then he let go. It shot up, slapping against his stomach with an obscene splat. He gave it a couple of strokes and then reached over to the boy he had been 69ing with. He grabbed him by the hips and pulled him up onto his hands and knees so that his ass was facing us. The boy’s butt was hairless and pale, his hole clearly visible, even nestled between the firm cheeks. The dark-haired exhibitionist boy ran his fingers over the boy’s ass-crack, letting his fingers linger to play with the puckered asshole, all the while making sure his every activity was visible to the entire audience on the bench. He spit on the boy’s asshole then shoved the middle finger of his right hand deep inside his young companion’s anxious ass.
A couple of the watching twinks gasped audibly. The dark-haired boy clearly liked the attention. He parted the ass cheeks in front of him, leaned down and again spit into the crack. With two fingers he spread his saliva over the boys asshole, all the while stroking his own cock with his other hand.
I glanced at the twinks to either side of me on the bench. They were all jacking their cocks as fast and as intensely as they possibly could. The dark-haired boy and his friend on the mattress held their rapt and undivided attention. It was a glorious sight to behold.
The dark-haired star of the show moved around so that he was on his knees between his co-star’s splayed legs. He spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed the saliva on the engorged mushroom head of his cock, then he leaned forward pressing his dick against the boy’s puckered asshole. The watching twinks around me all held their breath simultaneously and even momentarily stopped stroking their dicks in anticipation. The dark-haired boy slowly drove his hips forward, clearly penetrating the twink on his hands and knees before him. His cock sank slowly into the boy, who groaned very loudly, but I could not tell if the groan was from pain or pleasure. The twink audience on either side of me began stroking their cocks again, slowly at first, but, within moments, with renewed fervor.
The dark-haired boy butt-fucking in front of us had a glorious ass, perfectly formed, not exactly a bubble butt, but athletic, round, and hairless. Watching it pump forward and backwards as he fucked the young boy was an overwhelmingly hot sight. He started slowly, his cock sliding gracefully in and out of his twink bottom's bottom. Then he started to pick up steam, his thrusts becoming faster, more intense. The boy moaned again and all of us in the audience picked up our masturbation pace. It was turning into one of the best stroke sessions I had had in months.
As his ass fucking became faster and more intense, the dark-haired top glanced over at all of us on the bench. He smiled, licked his lips, then went back to focus on his carnal activity. His thrusts became harder and harder, almost brutal, his cock smoothly stabbing in and out, then burying itself deeply in the boy’s guts. The bottom’s moans were coming regularly now and clearly as the result of extreme pleasure.
It was about this time that the twinks on the bench became vocal. They began to say guttural, almost whispered instructions to the two fucking on the mattress. Things like, “Yeah, fuck him.” And, “Pound that ass!” And, “Stretch that hot hole open.” One young man, about five twinks to my left, had been moaning louder and louder, and suddenly said, “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” As all of the rest of us turned to watch, the boy next to him leaned over and quickly took the shuddering cock into his mouth. The orgasming boy threw his head back as the twink in his lap let the cock fall out of his mouth just in time for the hot salty sperm to shoot into the air in three voluminous ropes and then splatter back onto the other boy’s waiting face.
The dark-haired boy was watching as well, all the while continuing to fuck the twink in front of him. He clearly loved what he was seeing. He started butt-fucking even harder, clearly working towards the culmination of his session. He leaned forward and his beautiful balls became visible between his legs, swinging back-and-forth as he pounded the boy. The bottom moaned even louder. A boy on the bench, several twinks to my right, said in a guttural voice, “Let him have what he wants!“
Letting out a ferocious roar the dark-haired twink pulled his long cock out of the ass in front of him and began stroking it furiously, his fist blurring with ferocious activity. With a violent shudder he started to squirt cum all over the boy’s asshole, shot after shot of thick, viscous sperm. His aim was good and while he got a spurt or two on the boy’s ass globes the majority of his spunk splattered against the gaping asshole itself. He was a voluminous cummer, producing an impressive amount of jizz, and his body shock as he pounded his own cock harder, milking every last drop out of his stiff, slick dick and onto (and into) the bottom’s ravaged pucker, where it dripped down coating the boy's hairless balls.
The dark-haired boy panted a few deep breaths and let go of his cock. He turned and looked at the row of twinks on the bench watching the show. He looked over at the boy who had just taken the facial a few moments earlier. “Come and get it, Tyler,” the dark-haired boy smiled at him.
The cum still covering one side of his face, the boy got up and walked to the mattress, kneeling beside it behind the bottom. Tyler leaned forward and ran his tongue over the sperm slick asshole. He began eating the cum off of the boys ass cheeks, sucking it off his balls and felching it out of his stretched wide asshole. He buried his face and tongue deeply into the ass crack, licking, savoring, swallowing every drop of spunk he could get in his mouth.
Several of us on the bench, me included, came simultaneously watching the spectacle before us. For myself, it was an intense orgasm and my cum fountained into the air and and back down onto my thighs and to the floor. At least three of the bench twinks came at the same time, all of us moaning very loudly. With a very slight satisfied smile on his face, the dark-haired boy was watching us now. We had become his show and he our audience.
As I gathered the towel around my waist and headed to the showers to clean up, I knew Twink Night at Steamworks was going to be a regular haunt for me for many a Tuesday to come.
I always love to hear from readers. If this story got you off, or even if you just enjoyed it, please give me a shout.
This is a (mostly) true story that happened on Tuesday, June 5, 2018. And I loved every second of it!
So it turns out every Tuesday is Twink Night at the Seattle Steamworks bathhouse. Guys under the age of 25 get in free. I had never been to the place on a Tuesday figuring the whole twink promotion was probably a scam to get people my age in to see hot young guys who probably never actually showed up.
But a few Tuesdays ago I had an evening free and I was horny as fuck, so I headed over to Summit Street. I arrived somewhat early, around 7 PM. It was kind of slow, only a few guys were there: the usual bathhouse contingent, middle-aged but horny, mostly in their 40’s, 50’s and 60’s. There were a couple of younger men I might classify as twinks, and they were hot, though clearly not interested in playing with anyone my age. The crowd was not what I was hoping for, which was basically naked gay sex night at a frat house rec-room.
I fooled around with a couple of the more interesting middle-aged guys in the huge playroom, walked around in my towel watching a few other people having sex (watching is one of my favorite things to do), but mostly ended up in the video room jacking off to porn. I purposely did not allow myself to cum, of course. Gotta save that for the perfect moment.
After about an hour and a half I noticed there were several twinks undressing at the lockers. Five or six of them in a group, ten or eleven others wandering around alone trying to avoid eye contract. “Wow,” I thought, “They really do show up on Twink Night!”
As I was cruising down a hallway I couldn't help but notice one of the hotter of the young men. He was probably 5’10, with dark, almost black hair, a little too trendy in style. He was extremely handsome, chiseled but boyish. He must’ve only been 18, which of course you have to be to get into the place, but he looked younger. His slightly defined but muscular chest was hairless, but well toned with small, taut nipples I noticed instantly. Like everyone else in the hallways he was naked with a towel secured around his waist. I naturally let my mind fantasize about what his young cock and balls must look like. He smiled at me then quickly looked away as we passed. I wondered if it was his first time in a bathhouse.
I continued cruising, watching people play here, edging to a porn video there, and all the while noticing more and more young, college age guys arriving and making the rounds. Eventually, I wandered back in to the large play room. It had a leather fetish bench (basically, a picnic table designed for sex), three large screen TVs playing gay porn, a couple of mattresses on short pedestals, a sling, and long bench running the entire length of one side of the room, I would guess about 20 yards.
As I entered the dimly lit area I could see the bench was mostly occupied. When my eyes adjusted to the murky light I suddenly realized they were all twinks. All of them! There had to of been 15 or 20 of them. Some were sitting with their towels still tied around their waists, others had the towel open and they were jacking their young cocks, still others were stroking off the guy next to them. The beautiful sight nearly took my breath away.
I became aware that this youthful group all had their eyes glued to one of the mattresses in the middle of the room. I turned and saw two more twinks locked in the 69 position on the mattress. They were clearly putting on a show for the whole group sitting on the bench. Well, there’s nothing I like more than watching, so I found an empty space between two wacking boys, sat down, threw back my towel and started stroking my already rock-hard 7 inch, cut cock. I appraised the boys to either side of me (average sized cocks but very cute) and could not help but notice they barely acknowledged my presence. They were captivated by they two twinks sucking each other off on the mattress.
The boys were noisily slurping each other‘s cocks, and while I couldn’t see faces, their lithe, toned, nearly hairless bodies were physically reacting to the sensation of wet lips sliding up and down on each other‘s stiff cocks. One of the boys broke away from his activity to kiss the other boy. It was beautiful.
This is when I realized that one of these guys was the dark-haired boy I had passed earlier in the hallway. I instantly became even more interested (and my 7 incher became even harder and started seeping precum.) The dark-haired boy got up onto his knees and I got to finally see his cock clearly, the mushroom head shinning even in the dim light. It must’ve been nearly 8 inches long, straight as an arrow and he was cut, the mushroom head providing a perfect cap to a glorious piece of meat. He had neatly trimmed dark pubes spreading out above his cock and below his slightly fuzzy balls hung large and inviting. The entire package was hotter than I could have hoped for and was extremely delicious looking.
He looked over at the masturbating crowd of us sitting on the bench watching him. He smiled. With his thumb he pushed his large dick downward until it pointed towards the mattress. Then he let go. It shot up, slapping against his stomach with an obscene splat. He gave it a couple of strokes and then reached over to the boy he had been 69ing with. He grabbed him by the hips and pulled him up onto his hands and knees so that his ass was facing us. The boy’s butt was hairless and pale, his hole clearly visible, even nestled between the firm cheeks. The dark-haired exhibitionist boy ran his fingers over the boy’s ass-crack, letting his fingers linger to play with the puckered asshole, all the while making sure his every activity was visible to the entire audience on the bench. He spit on the boy’s asshole then shoved the middle finger of his right hand deep inside his young companion’s anxious ass.
A couple of the watching twinks gasped audibly. The dark-haired boy clearly liked the attention. He parted the ass cheeks in front of him, leaned down and again spit into the crack. With two fingers he spread his saliva over the boys asshole, all the while stroking his own cock with his other hand.
I glanced at the twinks to either side of me on the bench. They were all jacking their cocks as fast and as intensely as they possibly could. The dark-haired boy and his friend on the mattress held their rapt and undivided attention. It was a glorious sight to behold.
The dark-haired star of the show moved around so that he was on his knees between his co-star’s splayed legs. He spit into the palm of his hand and rubbed the saliva on the engorged mushroom head of his cock, then he leaned forward pressing his dick against the boy’s puckered asshole. The watching twinks around me all held their breath simultaneously and even momentarily stopped stroking their dicks in anticipation. The dark-haired boy slowly drove his hips forward, clearly penetrating the twink on his hands and knees before him. His cock sank slowly into the boy, who groaned very loudly, but I could not tell if the groan was from pain or pleasure. The twink audience on either side of me began stroking their cocks again, slowly at first, but, within moments, with renewed fervor.
The dark-haired boy butt-fucking in front of us had a glorious ass, perfectly formed, not exactly a bubble butt, but athletic, round, and hairless. Watching it pump forward and backwards as he fucked the young boy was an overwhelmingly hot sight. He started slowly, his cock sliding gracefully in and out of his twink bottom's bottom. Then he started to pick up steam, his thrusts becoming faster, more intense. The boy moaned again and all of us in the audience picked up our masturbation pace. It was turning into one of the best stroke sessions I had had in months.
As his ass fucking became faster and more intense, the dark-haired top glanced over at all of us on the bench. He smiled, licked his lips, then went back to focus on his carnal activity. His thrusts became harder and harder, almost brutal, his cock smoothly stabbing in and out, then burying itself deeply in the boy’s guts. The bottom’s moans were coming regularly now and clearly as the result of extreme pleasure.
It was about this time that the twinks on the bench became vocal. They began to say guttural, almost whispered instructions to the two fucking on the mattress. Things like, “Yeah, fuck him.” And, “Pound that ass!” And, “Stretch that hot hole open.” One young man, about five twinks to my left, had been moaning louder and louder, and suddenly said, “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” As all of the rest of us turned to watch, the boy next to him leaned over and quickly took the shuddering cock into his mouth. The orgasming boy threw his head back as the twink in his lap let the cock fall out of his mouth just in time for the hot salty sperm to shoot into the air in three voluminous ropes and then splatter back onto the other boy’s waiting face.
The dark-haired boy was watching as well, all the while continuing to fuck the twink in front of him. He clearly loved what he was seeing. He started butt-fucking even harder, clearly working towards the culmination of his session. He leaned forward and his beautiful balls became visible between his legs, swinging back-and-forth as he pounded the boy. The bottom moaned even louder. A boy on the bench, several twinks to my right, said in a guttural voice, “Let him have what he wants!“
Letting out a ferocious roar the dark-haired twink pulled his long cock out of the ass in front of him and began stroking it furiously, his fist blurring with ferocious activity. With a violent shudder he started to squirt cum all over the boy’s asshole, shot after shot of thick, viscous sperm. His aim was good and while he got a spurt or two on the boy’s ass globes the majority of his spunk splattered against the gaping asshole itself. He was a voluminous cummer, producing an impressive amount of jizz, and his body shock as he pounded his own cock harder, milking every last drop out of his stiff, slick dick and onto (and into) the bottom’s ravaged pucker, where it dripped down coating the boy's hairless balls.
The dark-haired boy panted a few deep breaths and let go of his cock. He turned and looked at the row of twinks on the bench watching the show. He looked over at the boy who had just taken the facial a few moments earlier. “Come and get it, Tyler,” the dark-haired boy smiled at him.
The cum still covering one side of his face, the boy got up and walked to the mattress, kneeling beside it behind the bottom. Tyler leaned forward and ran his tongue over the sperm slick asshole. He began eating the cum off of the boys ass cheeks, sucking it off his balls and felching it out of his stretched wide asshole. He buried his face and tongue deeply into the ass crack, licking, savoring, swallowing every drop of spunk he could get in his mouth.
Several of us on the bench, me included, came simultaneously watching the spectacle before us. For myself, it was an intense orgasm and my cum fountained into the air and and back down onto my thighs and to the floor. At least three of the bench twinks came at the same time, all of us moaning very loudly. With a very slight satisfied smile on his face, the dark-haired boy was watching us now. We had become his show and he our audience.
As I gathered the towel around my waist and headed to the showers to clean up, I knew Twink Night at Steamworks was going to be a regular haunt for me for many a Tuesday to come.
I always love to hear from readers. If this story got you off, or even if you just enjoyed it, please give me a shout.
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