18 Sep 2013

Stories : Steamy Cock

Category: Stories

Shoulder-deep in one of the hot tubs here in the Mandalay Bay’s spa, I’m doing my best to relax after an insane three days in Vegas. I seem to be the only person in here today and it’s actually a little creepy. I pull myself out of the water, wrap a towel around my waist, and step into the dry sauna. Again, I am the only person to be seen, and I have to wonder if it is always this dead on a weekday in September. Maybe everyone is out at the pool?

I begin to dry out, so I grab a bottle of water and an iced towel and step into the steam room. I inhale the scent of eucalyptus and sit down on the lower shelf. As expected, I am the only person in here so I lean my head back against the upper step, down the bottle of water, and place the cold towel over my eyes.

The door opens after a few minutes but I don’t even bother to look. I assume it is just one of the spa employees but I can sense someone sitting down on the tiled shelf across from me. Trying to look casual, I remove the towel from my face so I can get a look: The guy is thin, Black skin, and probably in his fifties or sixties. He has a bald head and, in fact, the only hair he seems to have anywhere is a graying beard and a small patch of hair over his thick flaccid dick. He opens his eyes and notices me looking at him. I look up at the ceiling, feeling stupid, and try to relax again.

I glance again to find he is still staring at me. His hand slides down his thigh and begins blatantly rubbing his shaft. I watch without shame as he coaxes his dick to inflate. His eyes shift away from me as though I’m not a factor, though he clearly doesn’t mind my watching. I lean back and try to act cool, but I can’t pull my attention from his thickening rod. He pulls his hand away from it but it continues to grow with every pulse. How much bigger can it get?

He leans his head back and rubs his thumbs lightly across his erect nipples, causing his bone to stand straight up towards me; swaying with his pulse like some angry serpent. My cock goes from zero to sixty as I stare at what has to be the largest dick I’ve ever seen in person. I’ve always prided myself as a total top, but I know I have to have that cock. I know that he knows it, too, as he taunts me as if daring me to act. I move forward for a better look and am crawling across the hot tiled floor before I can stop myself until I find myself on my knees between his legs.

His cock is cut and has to be a foot long and easily as thick as my wrist. It’s not veiny like some dicks but, rather, perfectly smooth with a slight curve towards the floor: Towards me. The head is relatively small for such a huge shaft, making it look like a bullet. A missile would be more appropriate.
I’m completely drawn to it and shocked at my intense desire to feel it. He isn’t looking but I’m sure he is aware of me. I glance at the door and then run my fingers up his calves. He gives no acknowledgement aside from a slight pulsing of his cock.
Another quick glance at the door and I am running my hand up his thighs to the base of his balls. I grip his tight sack and give it a slight squeeze, then trace my fingers up the length of his shaft. I grip it just below the head, unable to close my fist around it, and begin to stroke it—how could I not? His fat bone is slick with steam and is growing even thicker as I slowly crank it. It seems to have a life of its own and I have to force myself to remember there is a man attached to this beast.

Glistening with pre-cum, the head beckons me. I lean forward and taste it with the tip of my tongue, the sweetness driving me crazy. I begin licking his shaft, completely out of control. I can’t believe what I’m doing, yet can’t stop myself. At this point, I don’t care if someone walks in: I have to have it. He still doesn’t seem to be paying attention to me. I maneuver myself so that my hands are on his thighs and my mouth is hovering over the eye of the beast. I lick my lips, knowing damned well I’ll never be able to fit even half of it down my throat, and wrap my mouth around his missile-head.

This brings him to life with a low moan. His hands move to mine and slide up my arms until he is rubbing my shoulders, coaxing me to take more. The head slides down my throat and the curve of his shaft allows me to swallow of good third of his meat. I keep pushing down his shaft until I reach the point where I am incapable of breathing. Only then do I pull back—just enough to take a breath—before working my way back down as far as I can go. I continue doing this for what seems like an hour until my eyes are watering and my jaw aches. I pull back to take a break but he grabs the back of my head, clearly having another plan. He forces me back down on his cock and begins pumping his hips.

“That’s right, white boy,” he grunts like an animal. “We both know what you want. What you need.”

I begin to gag, which seems to encourage him. I can’t escape his vice-grip on my neck as he continues pumping my throat. I can’t believe how strong this guy is and I begin to panic, wondering if could dislodge his cock if I wanted to. I become desperate for air and try pushing away, slapping his thigh in desperation.

That sets him off. He clenches my head and moans as the first pulse of his load clogs my throat. “Take it, boy. Take it!”

I gag and choke as he continues blowing his nut down my throat until his cum is pouring out my nose. He releases me with a groan and I fall back, gasping like a drowning man. My throat is raw and my jaw feels broken, and I drop to my hands as I catch my breath. I’ve never had anyone throat-fuck me that rough and, hot as it was; I doubt I could ever endure it again.

He stands up, rubs my head as though praising a dog, and leaves me alone in the steam room. I climb up on the step and fall back on my towel, laughing at yet another ridiculous situation I’ve found my way into. There’s nothing left to do.

Well; nothing but jack off, obviously.

13 comments for Stories : Steamy Cock

  • Why cant this happen to me maybe because im in Florida.

  • A black man in his fifties-sixties with no hair besides the small patch of gray above his penis??? That’s the epitome of sexy!!

  • Unsafe, anonymous sex
    in Las Vegas
    in a steam room
    Where “i find myself on my knees between his legs” and
    “I can’t believe what I’m doing, yet can’t stop myself.”

    No problem at all relating to that. It happens every day.

  • Feeling to suck cock today after reading this

  • I know right? I’m here in Florida too and can’t seem to find a place to make this happen.

  • Hmmm… I gave an old black guy some head to completion in a sauna is all you had to type.

    I mean; there is nothing really erotic about your story otherwise. No intentional offense meant, but it basically reads like a sixth grader’s book report.

  • Here we go again the old black man with a big dick noticed I didn’t say cock, and the demure white boy. I mean please can’t we get over theses stereotypes? The last time we had this kind of story was when the slave master and the slave who turned out to be his half brother, now what kind of incest is that who where looking at each other. Rent Django and see how we feel. I’m waiting to read where someone loves the story except the black man part. Yes I’m an angry black man who’s tired of these myths and stereotypes about the big black dick. Anything wrong with 2 people having sex with no rough stuff or does that not sell. And what happen when I wrote about that slave and master story, the story and my response disappeared with-out a trace? Hmmm will this comment get in I wonder.

  • why is it always a huge cock in these type stories…why not make it more realistic! this type is really boring but i read it anyway.
    as for bigblackbear….get over yourself. just because you black does not apply to having big dick…period!

  • Yes! lets have more stories about guys who may as well be lesbians with external clitorises lol!

  • With the stories and pics they keep posting. No wonder 50% of guys on the site say they have ”8 inches” and above. It’s like people are afraid to talk about or admit having average dick.

    Average dick is still good dick.

  • I have a small cock and big gut. I’m sexy

  • I don’t know, but I see plenty of profiles on here that say they are 6 inches or less. Must be bigger liars in different cities or those with little peckers are just jealous of those who don’t want them and prefer guys with more to work with.

  • One of the nicest two hours I’ve spent was with a young guy who had about 5 inches that was as thick as a beer can. It was easy to suck on and he came five times, never going soft between. The big ones are fun to look at and I love jerking them off but I like to deep throat and they’re difficult to do for long.

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