Confessions of a Cruise-Aholic

It was a dull and dreary Saturday afternoon. I found myself with nothing really to do. The grey weather had brought me into a listless slump, I found myself sprawled out across my sofa, flicking through channel upon channel of mindless TV. My mind wandered from the sheer boredom of the day and came across an idea that it often did, "cock" that would solve my malaise. I felt a stirring in my groin as if my dick had heard this thought and was given its agreement.

Getting up from the sofa, I glance out the window. Autumn had brought with it grey skies and drizzle. Outdoor action would be off the table for a bit, the ground would already be muddy and wet. Indoor cruising would have to do. Running through the options, I ruled out the adult cinemas, as I was in no mood to travel into central London. There are two two saunas nearby, both are small, dank sleazy venues. Perfect for a day of hunting dick. I decide to go to the one I believed would be busier, the more men the more cocks to service. The need to be tucked stirring in me.

With indoor cruising, you lack that element of risk that makes the outdoors so thrilling, but the more relaxed atmosphere means you can take your time and fully explore others' desires.

Heading to the bathroom. With the increased likelihood that I will be able to find a willing volunteer to fuck me, I prepare a douche to make my anus more welcoming to visitors. Slowly, I inserted the nozzle into my rectum, embracing the pleasure it brought as it slid through my entrance and up into me. Squeezing the bulb forced the warm water inside of me, and the sensation of the warm water filling my rectum was both satisfying and sensual. I repeat the process a few times, not to get any cleaner but to enjoy the sensations it brings me.

Stepping into the hot water of the shower, I lather my body with soap. My cock, rock hard from the douching, is now soapy and wet. My hand wraps around it, and I begin to stroke slowly, the suds helping glide along its length.

Setting into a steady stroke. The other hand plays with a nipple, flicking it to begin with, then pinching and twisting it. Heightening the erotic pleasure. I feel the muscles in my rectum twitch, already invaded once it calls out for more.

Leaving my sensitive nipples, my hand moves to my ass. My middle finger finds the puckered entrance, massaging the bumpy flesh around my anus. The hand stroking my cock glides up and down; at the top of each stroke, the palm of my hand twirls around the tip. With my asshole twitching with anticipation, a little pressure, and with help from the soapy water, my finger slips easily into my rectum.

Slowly pushing my finger deeper, the pleasure of penetration flowed through me. Getting my finger as deep as possible, circling the finger around the sphincter, I start to loosen the muscles. It is not long before the inner massaging works, and I can slide a second finger in alongside the first. Two fingers now knuckle deep in me I move my hand back and forth, finger fucking myself.

With fingers stretching my sphincter, rubbing over my prostate with each thrust in and out of my warm, moist man cave. The other hand works my balls, tugging on the sack and rolling the nuts around in my palm. The hot shower water tingled on my skin. Waves of sensual joy pulse through my body, and an intense need for orgasm bubbles up inside me.

The intense pleasure causes me to moan through ragged breathing. The need for orgasm building and building. Fingers now pumping furiously deep inside my ass. The first leg tremors start, my cock twitching and bucking uncontrollably. My need to blast a stream of cum is almost upon me. Sensing the point of no return fast approaching, I stop. Pinching my shaft just below the head, feeling my cock wanting to spurt forth. My mind concentrated on breathing slowly, ignoring all stimuli, knowing that the slightest thing would set me off, spraying hot jizz over the shower floor.

The twitching of my cock slows down, the need to cum ebbing away. My sphincter pulses with the need to be filled again, a feeling of longing building inside my rectum. The frustration in my unrelieved groin spreads through the rest of me, I take that frustration and fantasise about the cocks I'm going to pleasure; I turn it into lust.

Finishing my shower and dressing, I step out into the wet grey streets; horny and craving cock, I make my way to the sauna. After a short train journey, I reached my destination. Leaving the station and crossing the road, I approach a black windowless shop front, knowing that behind this dull facade, a world of debauchery and pleasure awaits me. A place I can be myself, the slutty, cock pleasing whore that I love to be

Pushing open the plain black door I enter cock nirvana, nostrils filling with the unmistakable and erotic aroma of cleaning fluid, damp and the musky scent of man sex. I pay the entrance fee and head to the changing room.

There are two men in the changing room when I enter. The first man is getting dressed; his time here is at an end, so I move on to check out the second. Undressing a few metres away from me is a tall older man, his back to me, down to just his underpants. His full-figured body facing away from me, he pulls his underwear down, revealing two plump, round cheeks. As he turns to grab his towel, I get a glimpse of a good-sized, fat penis dangling down between his legs. As he leaves the room, I make a note to try to find him later.

Once naked and my clothes stowed away in the locker, I wrap the towel around my waist and enter the sauna proper. I head towards the hot tub only to find it full. Two men sat close to each other, one of them with his eyes closed and breathing deep and slow. The other guy is turned slightly towards him, his hand clearly in the other guy's lap, giving him a bubbly hand job. Three guys occupy the other seats, watching the show.

The need for a stranger's cock to pleasure dominates my mind, I have the choice of downstairs to the darkroom area or up to the glory holes. Deciding to check out the glory hole I head upstairs, as I reach the top I can hear the sounds of gay porn from the speakers of a cheap TV. Reaching the glory hole area, I find the middle one empty and head inside. Settling onto the little bench I wait, the sounds of someone being buggered coming from the cabins down the corridor.

It's not long before I hear the door next to me open and close, and feet shuffling in the cubicle next to me. Putting my hand through the hole I indicate to the newcomer that I'm after his cock, my fingers brush against a flaccid cock that has been brought to them. Running my hand around this fine specimen I find two large balls hanging in a saggy bag of skin, taking hold of them I squeeze them gently and pull my hand back through the hole the cock with it.

The prick in my hand is still soft, barely the width of my palm and chubby in width. Lifting it to my lips, I open it wide and take the whole lot in my mouth, it tastes slightly of soap. Sucking gently on it I feel it come to life, the blood rushing into it causing it to grow and stiffen in my mouth. With the thrill of a man hardening against my tongue, I let my mind go allowing the horny cumslut to take control.

The need to please men drives me on as I start to get to work. My lips glide up and down on the now rock-hard shaft, tongue exploring all the ridges and bumps. After a while, I take the shaft in hand and start to stroke, my lips locked around the bottom of his tip. I use my tongue to lick and swirl around his bulbous head.

Soft groans come from my stiff cocked neighbour. " Do you like to rim guys?" I hear in a low tone. The chance to lick and tongue fuck a guy excites my cockwhore self.

"Yes, I do", I hurriedly reply, eager to bury my face in this man's cheeks. The cock pulls back vanishing into the dark glory hole, replaced by a hairless clean crack, in its centre a dark pink puckered hole calls to be tasted.

The tip of my tongue circles around the sphincter, the taste, a combination of soap and manly musk, drives my slutty side wild. Licking longer and harder at this beautiful manhole, moans and groans from next door sounded like music to my ears. "I love being rimmed, this is soooo good!" The voice next door says, an edge of ecstasy in his voice. The praise of doing a good job spurs me ever on and I drive the tip of my tongue deep into the warm hole, french kissing this man's arse, tongue reaching in as far as possible and rolling around in the rectum. "Oh god yeah, eat that arse!" He exclaims through short, rapid breaths.

Tongue lashing furiously around the anus, he starts to buck up and down, grinding on my face. " Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm going to cum!". The excited, unseen voice calls out.

"Cum in my mouth" I reply, the cumslut needs what it needs. The arse disappears off my face that is pressed against the glory hole. The hard cock comes around to face me a hand tugging hard at it, the first shot flies before the head is in my mouth. Hot jizz lands on my top lip. The head of his prick plunges into my mouth depositing spurt after spurt of cum into my hungry tongue. The orgasm subsides I suck the last few drops from the tip, savouring the taste for a second before swallowing the hot load down. Licking the errant first blast of jizz off my lips I settle back to take in the satisfying feeling of having a man cum in me.

A face appeared in the glory hole in front of me. "That was so good. You know how to rim?" the guy said with a smile.

"Thanks," I reply, "I really enjoyed doing it". The face disappears, and I hear the door swing open. Grabbing my towel and arranging myself, I leave as well. With no sign of the guy who just danced on my tongue, I head to the porn lounge to hopefully sit down on the comfy sofa for a bit. Unfortunately, the sofa is taken up by a naked man. I would guess he was in his late 50s, he clearly worked out as his body was still toned. Noticing me standing in the doorway, he smiled towards me and, grabbing his hard prick, he waved it at me invitingly. It was a thing of beauty, over 7 inches long, not thick but rock solid.. What else could a good cockwhore do? After approaching it, I sank to my knees. Oh, well, no rest for the wicked, I thought to myself.

Kneeling between this man's legs, I take his solid, hard prick in both hands and stroke it. Slow, gentle twisting motions, feeling the stiffness under my fingers. I looked up at the owner of this magnificent member, his head reclined against the back of the sofa, eyes closed. Radiating confidence, knowing that having such a gorgeous cock deserving of worship is all he needs, he sits there relaxed waiting to be pleasured.

Both hands still sensually moving around his shaft, I lick the head, the tip of my tongue gently probing the hole, and I taste the pre cum oozing from his opening. My tongue is sweeping around the whole head before my lips close around it I suck and kiss the tip. Moving the top hand from his thick shaft, I move it to grab his ball bag. Rolling the balls in my palm, I gently squeeze and tug on the soft skin sack. My lips slide further down the shaft, replacing where my hand had been, meeting the other hand that is still working away at this rod of flesh. The pace is slow, the pressure of my lips and tongue firm on his shaft.

He places his hand on the back of my head as it bobs slowly up and down, the gentle pressure from his fingers urging me to go deeper onto his rock-hard prick. I stop my hand strokes instead, moving his cock to a more comfortable angle, I push my head down further. Lips running down every inch of flesh, the head of his cock goes deep into my throat filling me up. With the whole shaft in my mouth, I hold it as long as possible before having to pull back. Diving back down again, then slowly retreating to the tip, enjoying every bit of flesh.

I feel a strange hand roughly grab a hold of my arse, fingers digging deep into the flesh. Slowly, I raise my hips to allow whoever this is to get a better grip. Recognising the nonverbal consent, my butt grabber uses his other hand to loosen the knot in my towel. Untied, the towel slips to the floor, leaving me naked. My bottom is now raised as high as possible, two firm hands grip each cheek and knead them roughly.

Still sucking the cock slowly, one hand still fondling his balls. Rolling them and squeezing them, soft moans escape the lips of the recipient of the blowjob. I feel the cheeks of my arse being spread wide, not sure of what will come next I focus on gobbling the cock before me. A long, slow lick of my crack tells me that I will now experience the sweet sensation of being rimmed. The tongue slick with saliva circles my anus, sending shivers of joy through my body. This new sensation spurs on the cock sucking, I suck and lick this prime specimen faster, tugging and massaging the sack with a firmer hand.

With a big cock stuffing my mouth and a tongue probing at my anus I cannot help moaning with the sheer pleasure. A hand strokes up my inner thigh, trying to push past, shifting my legs apart, the hand runs up and takes hold of my scrotum. It pulls and squeezes roughly, massaging the balls together. The tongue stops its licking and is replaced by a finger. It works around the opening in a firm, hard-circling motion before stopping directly against the hole. With a hard shove, I feel my sphincter open as the finger pops inside. Without thinking, I push back onto this welcome intrusion. My rectum once again has a finger exploring its inner reaches.

The finger in my arse driving me wild, I tend to the big juicy cock sliding in and out of my throat. Pulling my lips all the way to the head, tongue darting around and over it, the taste of pre cum is heavy. Taking the hard prick in hand, I stroke its length with a good, firm grip. A low, long moan comes from the owner of this flesh rod. The hand grinding my sack disappears, and I hear the faint sound of wanking coming from behind as the butt-fingerer starts to stroke himself. His finger thrusting in and out of my hole suddenly becomes two, the sudden shock of being spread further sets me quivering. The rough hard finger fucking continues for a dozen or so forceful strokes, then pausing for just a second I feel a third finger join the other two.

The hand punches forward, my ring stretched by three fingers now. I can't help myself; my body pushes back against the hand, the fingers going as deep as possible. Pumping in and out at a tremendous speed, overwhelmed by lust I take the cock out of my mouth. "Oh, fuck yeah. Oh, that's so fucking good!", I find myself exclaiming in a low guttural voice. My anus now screaming at me for cock, it needs to be fucked hard. Every part of me wants the guy behind to take his fingers out and pound me with his cock instead.

I hadn't realised my hand was now pumping furiously away on the cock it had a vice-like grip of."Shit, I'm gonna come!" The man I was tugging off growled. The need to be fucked could wait, there was cum that needed catching. My lips returned to the head of the beast, tongue pressed against the tip, waiting to be plastered, my hand jerking up and down quickly. The first jet of cum reached the back of my throat, and powerful shots of jizz followed, coating the inside of my mouth.

My hand now making slow, lazy, gentle strokes. I release the cock from my mouth to savour the taste of the thick, salty delicious cum. Swallowing it down, it traces a warm path down my throat. Taking the softening cock back in my mouth I suck it slowly. The fingers in my arse stretching and probing me, my need to have a dick deep inside still fills my body.

I'm about to ask the guy behind to fuck me when I hear, "Oh, fuck" Seconds later hot cum splashes across my butt cheeks and up my back. He pulls his fingers from my rectum, leaving my sphincter pulsing, hungry for more, left wanting. I let the cock slip from my mouth, and turning my head I look behind me. The guy who had primed my arse for a fucking is nowhere to be seen, the only sign he had been there was my need to be ploughed hard and the cooling semen running down my arse cheeks and crack.

The disappointment must have been apparent on my face as I turned back to the man whose cum I could still taste. "You really need a fucking right now don't you?" He asked more tenderly than I would have expected.

"It would have been nice. I'm gagging for it now", I replied.

"Shame, you've sucked me dry. Otherwise, I'd love to fuck that arse" he said a wry smile playing across his lips.

Realising that I might be coming across as a bit selfish, I give his now flaccid cock a quick kiss "At least I got to play with this, the cum was great as well" I say happily, it truly was a great cock to suck on.

"Maybe next time I'll have that arse of yours", wistfully he says.

"Hopefully", I reply.

He rises from the sofa, gives my face a gentle stroke and leaves me there. I can feel the cum drying on my skin as I kneel there, naked and frustrated. My anus is still begging to be fucked hard. I get to my feet, wrap the towel back around my waist and head to the showers to clean up.

On the way to the showers, I decided I should probably relax for a bit and head to the lounge for a while. Hopefully, the shower and a rest will help with the frustration, then I can begin the hunt afresh.

On the way to the shower, I pass the hot tub, which is now occupied by just one man, Indian or Pakistani, maybe. Checking him out as I pass, he looks small and skinny, with a handsome face and luscious black hair. Reaching the shower area, I started to clean, and changing my mind, I decided to try the hot tub instead of the lounge. At best, I get to play with the guy already there; at worst, I can relax there instead.

Not bothering to put the towel back on, I walk a short distance to the hot tub. Empty, the Indian guy who was here has left, so I decided to get in anyway. Sitting at the back so I can watch out for men passing by, I settle down and let the hot bubbling water soothe me. Closing my eyes and feeling my muscles relax, my mind wanders. The need for cock still dances across my thoughts, my arsehole still yearns to be filled. I start to daydream of being roughly fucked.

Lost in my fantasies, the inside of my calf feels like it's been lightly brushed. Coming out of my thoughts, I tried to work out if it was the water or if someone had stroked me with their foot. Before I can open my eyes, I feel it again, this time harder: a toe running down my leg. Opening my eyes, I see the man I had checked out all that time ago sitting across from me. He stares intently at me, his foot once again caressing my leg, a bit slower and higher this time. I smile and move my leg to stroke his. Running it up the calf and down, he smiles back at me.

I slide forward in my seat so I can reach further. My foot runs up his leg and along his thigh. Making its way to his crotch, it finds the soft skin of his sack. We stare intently at each other, working out one another's needs. Using the ball of my foot I fondle both ripe balls, hopefully sending the message that I am here to serve his cock. Both smiling at each other, he nods slightly, sliding forward slightly, he brings his crotch even closer. Lifting my foot higher I search for the fat cock I had seen earlier. My toes find it almost immediately, I run my big toe up his semi-erect member.

Spreading my toes wide I can grip his fat cock between the big toe and second. I watched his face for a reaction; a brief look of surprise spread across his face. His head tilted up and his eyes closed, his crotch slid even closer to enjoy this new sensation as I toe wanked him. The semi-erect penis grew as my toes worked the length. My toes spread further apart by the fatness of it, and I had to reach further along as its length grew. Just from the touch of my feet, I could tell this was going to be a gorgeous slab of man meat.