You Rock Me

From: Christopher Pierce

Picture: Kent

Published in: Men Magazine, Oct. 2003

I'm in a bathhouse. And it's fantastic: sultry, sexy, steam everywhere, marble columns like giant penises holding up the vaulted ceilings, and hot men all around me. I'm taking a shower, and my cock is hard.

I 'm standing under one of the many shower nozzles that sprout from the walls and ceiling. It's like being in a dream. A dream where anything can happen, where a new adventure waits behind every column, around every corner.

I love the feeling of the hot steamy water rushing over me, running down my naked body. My muscles, tired from a day's work, begin to loosen as I luxuriate in the warmth. I take the bar of soap in my hands and rub it over myself, leaving little trails of foam that glisten on me for an instant before the water washes them away.

I shut my eyes and bring my head under the nozzle. The water splashes through my hair, and I feel the worries of the day being washed away. I take my big cock in one hand and savor its fullness, its thickness, its erection. It feels so good just to hold it. I almost don't need the added pleasure of jerking it.

Almost.

There are naked men all around me-talking, laughing, lounging in the water. Many of the men are having sex. Supple mouths engulf luscious cocks, strong hands knead and massage muscles, men kiss, their mouths melting together. There are tongues exploring nipples, caressing, biting. Engorged penises find their way into willing assholes.

I jerk myself as I watch them, thrilling to every moan of desire, every gasp of penetration, every thrust of passion. A hot man notices me and walks over to where I stand under the water.

He has large eyes, brown and rich like the bark of a tree. His skin is very tan and his hair is dark and curly. His large cock, half-erect, swings from his crotch. The man's eyes never leave mine as he kneels in front of me and takes my dick in his mouth. His lips close around it and pleasure washes through me as he starts sucking it. I shut my eyes and put my hands on his head so I can intertwine my fingers in his beautiful hair.

He needs no guidance, but I find myself pushing his head deeper into my crotch, then pulling away for a second before pushing it back onto my cock again. It's great to be served like this, to have my cock worshipped by this stud.

I open my eyes to see that several other men are watching us with wide eyes and appreciative smiles. One of them walks over. He is beautiful like the stud-his skin is a little paler, and his hair is long and sand-colored. I could swim in the blue of his eyes. He cocks his head and smiles at me as he approaches us, one hand around his hard dick.

The new man stops for a beat to look at me, then walks around me. Over my shoulder I watch him kneel behind me. He takes my ass cheeks in his hands and gently pulls them apart. I face front again, to see that most of the other men have resumed their lovemaking; a few still watch us.

The man behind me licks my warm ass crack, and his tongue licks all over my butt. The dark-haired man continues to suck my cock, alternately taking it all the way into his mouth and stroking the shaft with his tongue.

The pleasure radiates from my groin, traveling down into my legs and up into my chest, arms and head. Warm water continues to course over me and over the men servicing me.

I push the dark-haired man all the way down onto my cock again, and at the same time push my ass back into the face of the sandy-haired man. This draws enthusiastic groans from both.

Steam from the water rises around us in billowing clouds. The men around us continue their coupling, thrusting their cocks into each other's orifices. Another man joins our little orgy. I turn my head to look at him. He is tan like the stud sucking my johnson, with short blond hair crowning his head, his body lean and sinewy, his cock in full erection.

He flashes me a seductive grin and steps closer. He takes my chin in one gentle hand and brings his lips to mine. Our kiss is passionate, immediate-it fills me, completes me-further adding to the incredible, beyond-perfect pleasure my body is experiencing.

My mind and body are on the edge of overload. I am a triangle with three points of intensity-mouth! cock! ass-joined together. The steam and water swirl around us, as if responding to our feelings and bodies. I don't know these men, and it doesn't matter. Giving me sexual pleasure seems to be everyone's motivation.

The man kissing me and the man sucking my dick take their own cocks in their hands and start jerking them. Their shafts bulge in their fists as they jack. My balls are churning with semen. I am only seconds away from boiling over. As much as I want this to continue, I know it won't.

One of these men could lead me to a great orgasm-having all three at the same time is almost too much for me to handle.

Almost.

The full rush of bliss washes over me, and my climax roars as I break from a kiss. I pull my cock out of the mouth of the guy sucking it, just as my dick starts to spurt. And it doesn't stop-not for a while anyway. My jizz jets out of me, gushing wave after wave.

The man in front of me revels as my come splatters all over him. The men who were kissing and rimming also kneel down with the dark-haired man. They also moan as ropey strands of my semen fairly cover them.

The men finish jerking off and their own spunk joins mine. My orgasm now rages inside me, somehow still prolonged. Instead of feeling sleepy, as I sometimes do, I feel energized and excited. It's almost like this place is magical.

The men who have pleasured me separate and disperse-off, no doubt, to find new adventures. That's what I'm going to do, too.

The steam gathers around me again and then parts to reveal a door-was it there before? I enter a new room. The sound of the dripping and gently splashing water is sensual in my ears as my bare feet pad silently on the floor.

A table sits in the center of the room. Ornate fountains around the edges of the chamber are the source of the water sounds. But my eyes are centered on the table and what's on it-a naked sex god. Lying on his stomach, he displays his beautiful physique. He looks like a model, but he's not in a magazine, he's here.

This guy needs to get fucked. I walk up to the table and stand there looking down at the magnificent specimen of man-meat glistening in front of me.

His skin is bronzed and gleaming, shiny with moisture like a tropical plant in a sweltering rain forest. In the hollow of the small of his back rests a single square condom package.

I can't just look at him. I have to get inside him. I reach out my hands and place them on the round globes of his meaty ass. I squeeze gently and find the succulent mounds of flesh both supple and firm. He shifts slightly on the table and pushes his ass back against my hands-he loves what I'm doing as much as I enjoy doing it.

I gently pull his cheeks apart to reveal his pink hairless asshole. It's beautiful, and it needs me. Then I lean forward until my nose and mouth are right above his butt hole. Inhaling deeply, I smell him, clean and fresh, like he just got out of the shower, with just a hint of masculine musk. Moving in closer, my lips touch his asshole gently. It is soft, and he moans quietly in appreciation. I kiss it again, and it's wonderful. My tongue slides out of my mouth, wanting to taste him.

I lick him, loving the feel of the tight yet flexible ring of muscle that surrounds his hole. Then I center my tongue against that hole and push it in slowly. His hole gives a little and allows me to enter.

There is a surge of warmth between my legs and I realize that my cock is fully erect again. I lean in, trapping my dick between my body and the wood of the table. It feels good. As I move forward my tongue goes deeper into the man's ass, and I'm ready to tongue-fuck him as deep as I can.

I push harder and harder with my tongue, wanting to go further into his sweet hole, needing our connection to deepen even more.

My cock aches between my legs, itself wanting to be where my tongue is. But I will it to wait. His hole puckers as my tongue pulls out, like it's disappointed by its departure. But I am only getting started with this tongue bath. I lick him all over with long strokes of my tongue, starting far below his hole, almost at the place where his ball sac begins. Then I take my tongue and lick and suck all over his hole, between his cheeks and to the spot where his back meets his butt.

I can't see my dick but I know it is leaking pre-come. It's dribbling out of me in pearly strings that I feel touching my thighs. My cock cannot be denied much longer, and I lift myself completely onto the table and on top of the man.

"Please…” he whispers, "fuck me.”

My answer is nonverbal. I pull myself further on top of him and my cock nestles itself between his ripe, full cheeks, desperate to enter him.

I take the condom from the small of his back and roll it onto my eager and swollen dick. Now I'm ready, and use one hand to guide my rod into the man's hole, the other hand holding me up. He is so slick from my tongue-fucking that we don't need lube.

"Aaahhh...” he breathes as I push smoothly into him. Our union is fantastic, unbroken, breathless. The intimacy is intense. I start fucking the guy seriously, thrusting deep and pulling back then thrusting deep again. The man moans in pleasure and pushes his ass back against me, as if wanting or needing even more of me inside him. I plug him hard, shoving myself in as far as I can go until my crotch is right up against him.

He's lucky he's holding on to the table with both hands. If he wasn't, I might just fuck him right off this table. He grunts in exertion as I continue to make sweet love to his ass.

"Oh yeah, man!" he says, "you're fucking me so hard and so good!" His voice almost breaks he's so excited. I speed up my thrusting, but I know I can't maintain this intensity much longer. My load is about to blow; sweat drips from my forehead onto his perfect back. The sight of my sweat shimmering on his beautiful musculature sends me over the edge.

I can feel my climax start to roar up inside me, and there's no turning back- I'm about to see more than just my sweat on his back. My balls are aching as I pull my pulsating dick out of his ass. I rip the condom off, and use my right hand to jerk myself .

One stroke is all it takes.

"Fuuuck!" I groan. Spunk squirts out of my cock and splatters beautifully all over my partner's back.

"Oh, yeah!" he says. "You gotta be the fuckin' hottest fuck I've ever had!"

"Holy shiiiit!" I say as my orgasm continues to pound through me, making my muscles tense and contract as if from physical blows. Spent, I finally collapse on him, and he groans appreciatively. When I recover, I take a long, deep breath and let it out slowly.

"You're a fucking stud," he whispers softly to me.

"Turn over on your back," I tell him, and he obeys. I hike his legs up onto my shoulders.

"We're not done yet," I say as I grab his hard cock.

"Fuck yeah!" he says and rolls his head back as I start jerking him off "Fuckin' awesome!"

I shove three of my fingers into his tight ass.

"How's this?"

"Dude, you fuckin' rock!" he says, and a second later, his chest is covered with his come. His dick feels like a fucking steel rod in my fist as it squirts liquid ecstasy.

"Ooohhhhhhffuuckinnnnshiiiiiit...!" he trails off as his orgasm peaks, climaxes, and fades into afterglow.

"Wow," I say, after a few minutes. "That was awesome.”

"You said it," he moans. "I'm done.” We disentangle ourselves and get down off the table.

"Ow," I say. ''I'm fucking sore.” "But it was worth it," he says.

"Sure was," I grin.

"Later?" he asks over his shoulder as he heads for the door.

"Yes," I say, "count on it.” And he is gone. I consider following him, but then look to the door on the other side of the room. The unknown beckons me, and I walk toward it, wondering what else the night has in store.