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Steam Room Stumph
Thursdays were usually epic for me when I worked at the Spa, fewer people showed up so I could get my work done and be out of there quickly in the evenings. Also it seemed that there was more opportunity for sexual adventures. I was 18, and I could pop a woody” in a stiff breeze on a warm day, and yes sex was always on my mind.
I’d gotten the job over the summer time, and was lucky enough to be retained afterward, since I was trying to save money for School the job was vital. I took some ribbing and k**ding because I was the only Black person that many of the members of this sap interacted with. for some reason many of the members were foreign born, mostly Eastern Europeans. Most of the k**ding was good nature d, but there were occasions when, well it could get a little rough. There was a big Swedish guy, and another German guy who seemed to rule the roost, so to say, they kept people from hassling me when they were around.
At 5’7″ and 130 pounds I wasn’t very big, and I was not into confronting people, about some of the crap I ran into, mainly because I wanted/needed that job, and let most of it roll off of my back. One day I went into the steam room and found the Swedish guy Bjorn, with some guy on his knees getting a Blow job. When he saw me he laughed, probably because of the look on my face. “Come in my little black friend, come watch us play he said.” I stood rooted in place for a few moments, felt myself getting stiff and backed out of the room. I could hear Bjorn’s laughter through the door. I avoided the steam room for a while, but one Thursday I went in, Bjorn was sitting on the top tier naked as usual. He was a big man, about 6’4″ or so and about 250 pounds. His hair was going white, and he always seemed red when he was in the Steam room. He was kinda sprawled out on a beach towel and glanced in my direction as I came in. “Welcome Reggie, my friend, come in, come in.” I nodded and went to the far end of the room and sat on a lower tier. Bjorn started humming some tune and idly began playing with his penis. I didn’t pay to much attention trying to acclimate to the heat in the room. Another guy came in and sat down down the row across from Bjorn, he gave me a disapproving look but said nothing.
There were two other guys in the room, making four of us sitting soaking up the steam, Bjorn was idly playing with himself and began to stroke himself in time to his tune. I’d seen Dicks before, but this was a whopper. I couldn’t help it, I stared, Bjorn seemed to have his eyes closed as he stroked himself, his smiled seemed to increase with the size of his penis, suddenly one of the guys got up and started to move to the door. Bjorn opened his eyes and said, “Hey my friend, don’t leave yet, he pushed himself to a sitting position, look what I’ve got here, he held his penis at the base, he waved it at the man who’d stopped and looked directly at Bjorn. When his eyes fell to Bjorn’s dick they got bigger momentarily, he glanced around at us sitting there, watching, listening. Bjorn smiled at the man then winked at him. I could tell he wanted to leave, but that dick waving there was like a magnet. Bjorn took his hand away, and it stood free in the air, like a cobra mesmerizing its prey. Then he flexed it, it jerked towards his stomach, “c’mon my friend, he said with that shit eating grin,he’s waiting.’ He looked a Bjorn, glanced at us, and took a step towards it. He licked his lips, took another step, Bjorn flexed again, the man reached out for his prize, NO, no hands, said Bjorn in a strong voice, no hands my friend, he repeated softer. As if in a trance the man nodded, never taking his eyes from his target he placed his hands on the tier beneath Bjorn, moved forward and took that awesome specimen into his mouth.
Bjorn leaned back, hands on his knees and smiled triumphantly as the man began to lick and suck on his cock. I was aware that I was as stiff as a board while watching, a quick glance around and I saw that the others watching were as well. Bjorn closed his eyes momentarily, then said, ‘my balls, my friend, don’t forget my balls.’ Eagerly he took Bjorn’s balls into his mouth, first one then the other, he got them wet then licked them, then sucked them some more, Bjorn leaned back placed his hands atop his head. From base to tip he licked, some slobber dripping from his chin, the man rolled his head from side to side. I couldn’t help it, I reached down and began pleasuring myself as well.
One of the others in the room stood up, he’d been watching this scene play out quite with great interest. I didn’t see him take his trunks off, but he was naked and also quite tumescent, his penis standing straight out in front of him. He moved towards Bjorn and his friend who was slobbering away between Bjorn’s legs. He placed his hand on Bjorn’s friends back, the man hesitated a second but didn’t break off his activity. I heard Bjorn say goot, goot, yes my friend, and he placed his hands onto the side on his friends head. The man who joined in, stroked Bjorn’s friends back, from his shoulder to his ass top several times, then he ran his hand down between the mans ass cheeks. I saw Bjorn’s friend flex his ass, like he was trying to get away, but Bjorn held him in place. The Stroker, stepped behind Bjorn’s friend, and began rubbing his back with both hands, from shoulder to his thighs, then up again to his ass. The Stroker, leaned forward and kissed Bjorn’s friend on the shoulder, I saw that his penis was rubbing between the mans cheeks. Bjorn opened his eyes, ‘deeper, my friend, just a little more.’he said to his friend, but he looked at the Stroker, and nodded, Bjorn moved forward a little and pushed his friend’s head down and held him, at the same time the Stroker reached under and inserted himself into Bjorn’s friends ass. For moments they remained frozen as Bjorn held his friends head in place, and the Stroker worked himself in.
Bjorn’s friend started trying to push away from the tier, and Bjorn let him, he rose took a deep breath then went back to sucking on Bjorn’s magnificent member. Stroker began moving slowly at first, then sped up, in seconds we could hear the slap of bare thighs on ass, and the slurping of Bjorn’s friend on Bjorn’s dick. They found a rhythm, moved in unison and as steam surged into the room I heard Bjorn say ‘Ja, ja, don’t stop, other words I couldn’t understand, Stroker let out a “oh shit, gripped Bjorn’s friends hips and slammed himself as deep as possible into the mans ass. Hhhhhmmmmmm fuck, he said, standing on his toes and shaking like crazy. Bjorn leaned back, grinning and moaning as I saw his friend’s cheeks swell momentarily, then recede as he swallowed Bjorn’s load. Bjorn’s friends eyes closed and his body shook, and I noticed that there was cum rolling down his leg, he’d come himself.
Bjorn’s friend looked back over his shoulder, and the Stroker kissed his shoulder then backed away. Bjorn sat contently, against the wall, rubbing his stomach. The Stroker moved back to where he’d been sitting and grabbed his trunks and towel. Bjorn’s friend, looked around, briefly then quietly left the room. Awwww said Bjorn, now that was fun wasn’t it?, he was looking at me when he said it, and grinning from ear to ear. I said nothing as I stood up, I was late getting back from my break, as I headed towards the door, I heard Bjorn say, Hey, my friend, look what I’ve got. I kept going, this time.
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