Since I found myself in Berkeley last Sunday, I just had to drop into the Steamworks for a relaxing couple of hours before heading out to the Central Valley for a family Sunday supper. Arriving around 2, fairly early, I thought it would get me a good choice of rooms, but all they had was the extra large 'super slut' room with the oversized metal frame four poster bed and optional sling...mirrors on two walls...located on the main aisle...at a whopping $55. Well, I was already there...and though I had expected to fork over a Jackson and get a standard room, it was time for plastic...that really messes up my budget, so I won't be buying Dick Wadd's 'Niggas' Revenge 2' or Sean Storm's 'Cum Greedy Fuckholes.' Well, it's all about priorities, you know.
I adjusted the lighting and got a pretty good effect...I came pretty close to looking like Dawson at his peak, which to my mind, was when he made 'UK Butt Bangers.' I gave myself 2 hours, that means $27.50 per hour...well, that's still better than a cheap hotel.
#1 Chubby Daddy
I'm not a discriminating bottom when it comes to putting it all out in a bathhouse. #1 was horribly out of shape with a big belly that folded over...well, and I'll be nice...the smallest dick I've seen in a while, and it looked even smaller due to the rolls of fat folding forward. But you never know, so I sucked on that mini-dick but wasn't able to get much of a rise. I'm a nice guy: I told chubby dad that he should come back later, maybe...but he never did...never saw him again.
#2 Crix Belly
This was a middle-aged dad with a crix belly that I hung on to while he fucked my ass...I was on my back taking his average-sized dick after sucking on it for a while until it about doubled in size. But dad's dick kept slipping out, so I thought it was me and maybe I shouldn't move so much...but it turned out to be dad's fuckstyle...withdrawing and then thrusting with quick, short jabs...Crix Belly finally shot a load up my ass and with great gusto. For those who don't know: a Crix (from Crixivan, an HIV med)belly is hard, not flabby, as if there were a basketball in there. I say this, eventhough I don't know anybody who takes Crixivan anymore.
#3 Mohawk Art Punk
This was a slender, short arty type with a blonde mohawk to contrast his darker hair everywhere else. Another average-sized dick that plumbed my innards nicely until he filled his condom. Neat freak: he slipped the condom off and tucked it into the small plastic bag the Steamworks provides. I would later take this trash bag home, snip off the condom's head and add that cum to my frozen cum collection.
#4 Latino Daddy
One of the reasons I like Steamworks is that there are always a lot of Latinos there. Latino dad didn't bother with a condom (among Latinos I've had, I'd say it was 50-50 regarding condom use...kinda scary since most Latinos are married even if they get all their sex in bathhouses) and fucked me well with another average-sized dick. A noisy load blast, by the way.
#5 Salt and Pepper Dad
This dad was truly grateful for the chance to fuck my ass and dump his cum deep into my guts. By the this time, I'm hearing sloppy sounds coming with each thrust of his dick, also average-sized. I should have shoved that condom up my ass...that would have been hot. S&P dad was really enthusiastic and dare I say, grateful, like he hadn't cum in weeks. He gave me an appreciative hug.
#6 Athlete
Here was a well-built lean type who fucked me bareback for a good 15 minutes and in just about every position. This was a neat, efficient, energized fucking with a big dick. More squishy sounds, and now my ass is beginning to feel 'full.' Hell yeah.
#7 Tom Shannon look-a-like
This was not the superb Mr. Shannon, but when we looked at each other face to face, I saw Tom Shannon. And he fucked like Tom Shannon, forcefully, with vigor and control and eager to try every position, including a reverse fuck. Not to mention his well-sized appendage. TS came loud and strong. Finally, I got up off the bed and stood by door.
'You want me to leave? Are we finished?'
'Well...do you?'
'Hell, I'm Italian. I can give it up forever.
'Well, I'm Italian, too (a lie), and whatever you can give, I can take!'
Round 2 followed with some more esoteric positions, like with me hanging on to the bedframe. A lot of stand-up fucking. TS didn't come a second time, as far as I could tell. A memorable fuck from a nice guy.
I would have liked to test myself longer...I still had about 6 hours left, but I had to get on the road. Not bad for a couple of hours, as close to a cum dump as I would get for a Sunday afternoon.
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