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by Justin Luxure
Published by Lot’s Cave
Erotica M/M Stories
Forbidden Bliss, © 2018, by Justin Luxure
Cover by Justin Luxure
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All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
A Lot’s Cave Novel
Dry spells are one thing, but what do you call a dry spell that has lasted nearly twenty years? Virginity, I suppose. The closest I’ve ever gotten to sex was experimenting with a friend when I was younger and that didn’t escalate past masturbating next to each other to a photo of Britney Spears; needless to say I wasn’t into it.
My need to always come up with activities involving my male friends being naked was the first inkling that I was gay. Luckily I had no problem coming out to my family, but kept my sexuality a secret throughout high school. I never had an opportunity present itself where I could lose my virginity. This has resulted in sometimes multiple masturbation sessions throughout the day including some anal toys I’ve purchased.
There is only so many times you can fuck yourself with a dildo in one hand and masturbate with the other; there is no relaxation during that process. I’ve known for a while that I’m ready to take it to the next level.
The internet is flooded with men looking for a younger bottom, which works for me because I love submitting to a dominant older man – well at least in my fantasies I do. The only problem with this is I chicken out right before going to meet someone. My nerves take over and I question who this man is and can I trust him? I’ pretty sure meeting a strange guy on the internet at his home for sex is a solid starting plot point for a horror or crime drama.
Two days ago I was looking through the local ads online and came across a bathhouse. I’d be lying if I told you at the time I knew what that meant; I assumed it was some sort of spa retreat for men. Little did I know it was for men to come together and indulge in each other.
This bathhouse concept intrigued me; yes, I would still be meeting with strange men, but it would be in a public setting. The idea turned me on; I even masturbated to the thought of it multiple times. Anywhere else I’d worry about approaching guys, but here everyone’s intent was already written on the wall.
I read multiple stories and reviews online of bathhouse’s around the country with them all having a similar consensus – it is a fucking amazing experience. They’re like huge gay orgies where people share and watch with one another; a non-judgmental place where the only thing anyone cares about is getting off.
After my second time masturbating to the thought of being in rooms filled with naked men, I made my decision – I needed to go. I still live with my family so on Friday I made an excuse that I had to work Saturday. I didn’t want any family or friends bothering me or knowing where I planned on going.
When Saturday morning rolled around I felt my nerves in the pit of my stomach; yet my cock was hard as a rock. I hopped out of bed and showered; trying my best to ignore my erection until I got to the bathhouse. I acted natural in front of my family as I headed out the door; strangely when you’re hiding something you begin to question every movement you make and every word that leaves your lips.
Typing the address into my GPS, a surreal feeling washed over me; I never thought I had it in me to go through with something like this. Buckling up my seatbelt I was on my way to manhood? No that sounds corny… on my way to… well to be honest I wasn’t sure what to expect when I got there.
I pulled up to the address and there sat what looked to be an everyday industrial building. Parking, I sat there for a moment unsure if I was in the right place; too scared to go check. I waited for the longest time until I saw two men with towels draped over their shoulders enter.
Nearly talking myself into leaving because I didn’t have a towel like those two men; I counted to three and hopped out of the car. Each step I took – my shoes crunching against the unpaved parking lot – I looked around expecting someone I know to spot me.
The doors of the building, framed tinted glass; I gripped onto the door handle and pulled it open. Inside were some men walking around in robes and an older man sitting behind a counter built into a wall. Plexiglass separated the two of us before he slid one side open.
“Hello,” he said in a cheerful tone.
“Hi,” I said with a stutter in my voice. “I’m here for…”
“You’re new here, huh?”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Just relax, how old are you?”
“Good news, men under thirty pay half the price. It is twenty-five dollars.”
I reached into my back pocket with my trembling fingers and pulled out my wallet. I had the full fifty and fumbled around with the money before handing him thirty dollars. As he handed me my change he also handed me a folded white robe, slippers and a key.
“Just strip down in there,” said the older man, pointing to a door on my left. “Bring me back the key; it matches the number on your robe.”
The man was kind to me considering the situation I was in – a situation I’m sure he has dealt with countless times. I headed over to the changing room and entered; the musk of men filling my lungs as soon as the door opened.
Inside was a locker room lined with benches and a few men standing there in the buff locking their belongings away; my heart began to race as I looked for my locker trying my best not to stare. Two thirty-six was my locker and I placed my robe and slippers on the bench before opening it.
I had never been naked in front of anyone before so my anxiety was at an all time high. Pulling off my shirt I folded it up nicely and placed in the locker; buying time for myself. The men all just talked amongst themselves like any other locker room, nothing sexual about it at all.
Latching my fingers under the waist band of my pants, I pulled off both my pants and underwear together. My cock was still hard with anticipation and being surrounded by so many naked men didn’t help. Springing out; my ass was exposed to everyone there. Quickly I put the rest of my things in the locker; closed it and turned around. There was a man staring at me, my hard cock springing up and down.
“Looks like someone is all ready to go,” he said.
I smiled and then quickly draped the robe over myself. Slipping my slippers on, I picked up the key and headed out.
“Come find me later,” said the man as I left.
This random man in the locker room was the first person I had ever exposed my erect cock to. Adrenaline shot through my veins as I headed out, aroused by being ogled at. Each step I took my naked body rubbed up against the soft fabric of the robe, reminding me how exposed I really was.
The man behind the desk seemed happy to see me again and took the key from me.
“You got changed quickly,” he said. “Just remember this is a safe place. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to – in fact many men come here just to watch.”
“Thanks,” I said.
I didn’t know this man, but he had a way of reassuring me I was safe. Now more calm then I was when I first entered this establishment, I began to explore. The building was quite large so I had a lot to see. Men passed by staring at me; someone my age was a rarity at places like these.
Down the left hallway I walked; the place was surprisingly clean. I came across one room and peeked in to see multiple glory holes. Men pressing their thighs against the wall while receiving pleasure from the other side. I watched for a moment, a few with their robes off; showing off their clenched ass cheeks as they pushed their cocks forward into the hole.
I kind of wanted to try it, but wasn’t really into sticking the most vulnerable part of my body into a hole. I continued on past some saunas I never entered – I can only imagine what was going on in there.
At the end of the long hallway was a glass door leading outside. I made my way over and looked out to see a nice little garden area where more men sat in their robes, just talking and enjoying the beautiful weather. With all of us dressed the same, you’d think we were in some sort of cult.
Opening the door I exited out into the garden area; a breeze wafting up between my legs; bringing some unexpected pleasure to my genitals. I strolled along the stone pathway before coming across a bench placed directly under the shade of a nearby oak tree.
I stretched my legs out and took in the calming atmosphere. It wasn’t long until my eyes locked with a tall handsome man sitting across from me, talking to a few other men. He did his best to remain in their circle of conversation but kept glancing in my direction. Putting his index finger up to conclude the conversation, he got up and began walking over.
Running his fingers through his dark feathered back hair, time slowed down. I’ve never been approached before, but here was this man who looked to be in his thirties coming up to me. A smirk played across his face showing off his chiseled jaw line.
“Is this seat taken?” he asked looking down at me with his piercing blue eyes.
“No,” I said.
The man sat down, his robe folding gently under his ass. I continued to get aroused knowing he too was naked underneath all of that fabric.
“My name is Blaine,” he said extending his hand across his body to me.
“I’m Tristan,” I said.
The two of us shook hands before he sat back; crossing his legs with his foot lightly swaying.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here before,” said Blaine. “Is this your first time?”
“Yes,” I said.
“You seem a bit nervous.”
“When you say it is your first time, do you mean here or sexually?”
“What brings someone like you to a place like this? I don’t think anyone that inexperienced has shown up here; that takes balls – no pun intended. You just thought you could hop off the bench and hit in the major leagues?”
“It seemed like the safest option, plus I’ve been ready for a while now.”
“Tell me something, have you ever seen another man naked in the flesh?”
“Five minutes ago.”
Blaine laughed and I in turn laughed at the absurdity of my answer.
“You’re funny kid,” he chuckled. “I’m assuming you’ve never touch a cock that wasn’t yours?”
“No,” I said a bit ashamed.
“You can touch mine if you want.”
Blaine spread his legs slightly apart and opened the front of his robe. I still couldn’t see his cock but he gave me an entrance. I looked down and then back up at him as he casually sat with his arms stretched across the back of the bench.
“Don’t be shy,” he said. “I can tell you want to by how much you’re poking up against that robe.”
I looked down to see a tent had formed as my lust had become apparent. Blaine nodded his head encouraging me to put my hand in his robe. I bit my lower lip and moved my hand over to him; the two of us with our eyes locked on my quivering hand. Before I even entered his robe I could feel his body heat against the tips of my fingers.
Placing my hand on his bare inner thigh, my cock pulsated with anticipation. Moving up his strong thigh, I felt his right testicle first. Blaine’s cock was leaning up against his opposing thigh and I was having slight problems finding it as I fumbled around between his legs. I eventually grabbed onto him; wrapping my fingers around his flaccid shaft. My hand was damp and sticky from his sweat as I fondled his testicles; pulling gently on his cock.
“Do you mind?” asked Blaine placing his hand on my lap.
“No,” I said.”
A chill ran up my spine as Blaine’s hand slid into my robe, between my legs; unlike me, he had no problem finding my genitals. Wrapping his fingers around the base of my throbbing cock, his fingers tickled my testicles. Suddenly I felt him growing hard in my hand; the two of us began stroking each other at a slow pace as his grip tightened around my cock.
“You’ve got a nice smooth cock,” he said. “It is a shame it hasn’t been put to good use. It was made for fucking.”
“Thank you,” I said.
“I know you haven’t had sex yet, but do you consider yourself a top or a bottom? Everyone has a preference.”
“Have you experimented with anal play?”
“All the time, I can take a cock if that is what you’re really asking.”
“Did you want to take this elsewhere? I’d be happy to be your first.”
“I’d like that.”
Blaine took his hand off my cock and stood up – my hand sliding off of him to my displeasure.
“Come on, follow me,” he said extending his arm.
I took his hand as he helped me up off the bench with his strong arm. Blaine gripped onto my hand as I followed behind, as if he had just claimed me. I watched his ass sway through the robe as he guided me back inside; leading me to a room I had yet to explore, we walked in.
The room was dimly lit, furnished with sex swings, harnesses and couches among other things. There were a few people already fucking all around as I inhaled sex. Grunts and moans echoed throughout the room. I stared around in awe as if I was transported to the Wonderland of sex.
“This room has been nicknamed the dungeon,” said Blaine. “It’s my favorite spot – it’s dark and private, yet not too private as I’m sure you can tell. Sometimes I enjoy being watched, how about you?”
“I’ve never really thought about it,” I said.
Blaine led me by the hand to the back corner of the room where a strangely shaped leather couch sat. The couch wasn’t built for recreation, but function. It had the perfect angles to fuck comfortably and efficiently.
As Blaine let go of my hand he walked over to the side wall where multiple hooks stuck out of the wall. He untied his robe and loosened his shoulders, allowing it to fall off his body; catching it just before it hit the ground.
I stood there in awe, taking in every aspect of his naked body. I was so used to going after boys my own age, but that is what they just were – boys. Standing before me was every bit of man; his muscular un-tanned ass cheeks looking perfectly round; giving me insight on where the phrase “buns” came from.
Blaine’s entire body already had a glaze of sweat coating him. I so badly wanted to feel and touch him, but I stood still. Turning around I looked down at his semi-hard cock and testicles dangling between his thick thighs. My mouth began to salivate and my cock pulsated.
“I thought you’ve already seen a naked man’s body before,” he joked.
“Doesn’t mean I’m used to it,” I said.
“Do you like?”
“Absolutely, can I feel?”
“You can do whatever you like.”
I took a step forward but Blaine stopped me.
“Robe off first,” he said.
I walked over to the hooks and hesitantly undid my robe. After a quick look around I pulled off the robe and hung it; feeling the air against my bare skin. No one was paying attention to me except Blaine; they were all a bit pre-occupied with the person they were currently with. Turning around my hard cock pointed directly at Blaine as we discovered each other’s naked wet bodies for the first time.
“Come closer,” said Blaine.
He extended his arm out; once our fingers latched together he pulled me in closer until our naked bodies pressed against each other. I could feel his cock up against mine; our genitals meeting for the first time.
Blaine stared into my eyes moving his fingers up and down my back before kissing me. His tongue forced its way into my mouth; I could feel my pre-cum smearing against his thigh. Taking my hands, Blaine guided me down his lower back while his tongue continued to swirl in my mouth. Once we reached his ass, he let go.
His ass was tight, yet soft when not squeezing him. My fingers dug deep into his cheeks as we both stood there naked, making out and feeling each other up. I gripped on tighter and pulled his body as tight as I could against me.
Grabbing onto my ass he began massaging me aggressively before taking his lips off mine. Blaine kissed down to my neck; sucking as if we were adolescence back in high school. The two of us were in heat and his animalistic urges were beginning to show.
I could feel Blaine pull a bit away from me while keeping his arms firmly on my ass; I followed his every movement. Down he went, sitting on the edge of the couch and I joined him; sitting on his lap. His strong thighs pressing up against my cheeks as he kissed my chest.
“If you want to stop at any point, let me know,” he said.
I didn’t answer and I sure as hell didn’t want to stop; I was too busy indulging in his body. Blaine’s arms wrapped tightly around me and he laid me down onto the couch. My head and back were slightly raised giving me a good view of everything he was doing to me.
Blaine continued kissing my neck down to my stomach; leaving a trail of saliva along the way. Gripping back onto my shaft, I spread my legs onto either side of the couch. The tip of my cock brushed against his chin as he continued to kiss all around my genitals; teasing me into submission.
Licking all the way up my cock, he dipped his tongue into my slit getting a taste of my pre-cum. Then one of the moments I had only been able to fantasize about happened; his lips wrapped around my cock and he swallowed me all the way to the base.
“Oh god,” I moaned in ecstasy.
Blaine’s tongue swirled around the head of my cock as I watched this man bobbing up and down on my lap. My cock was engulfed in wet heat and I reached down to hold on to the couch. My ass clenched, forcing my cock upwards and deeper down his throat. His darkened lips slid with ease on my cock and I could already feel myself getting close to climax.
“You better stop or I’m going to cum,” I panted.
“Go ahead,” he said. “You’re young, I’m sure you have a few more in you for me.”
With his permission to cum I stopped fighting the pleasure and completely gave in. My body went limp and I didn’t take my eyes off of him; trying to take in every detail of this moment. I became fidgety and my toes curled on the floor below us.
“I’m going to cum,” I grunted.
I reached down and grabbed onto Blaine’s hair; my anus clenched and my head fell backwards. A lightning bolt of lust shot through my body, culminating at the head of my cock. My entire body tensed up and I held my breath as a stream of cum shot into the back of this stranger’s throat.
Blaine didn’t stop sucking me; a bit of cum and saliva trickling out the bottom of his lip as I continued to ejaculate more streams of cum. I tried to catch my breath when he took his mouth off my cock and looked up at me; still stroking my cock lightly.
“That was some load,” he said. “Been building up since puberty I bet. Did you want to keep going or do you need a break?”
I was on a sexual high that I didn’t want to come down from.
“No,” I said. “I want to taste you now.”
I sat up and moved in between Blaine’s legs; he stretched his arms back for support. I looked at his hard cock; pre-cum leaking from his slit. Wrapping my hand around it, I lowered my head and dipped my tongue in his pre-cum.
Swirling around his head with my tongue, I teased and played with his cum. Finally I wrapped my lips around his shaft and slid him into my hollow cheeks. I felt him slide to the back of my throat and I moved him around to make sure his cock touched every inch of my mouth.
Blaine tilted his head back and closed his eyes as I pleasured him with my mouth. I could feel myself growing instantly hard again as I ran my tongue across his most vulnerable body part. Reaching down I lightly tugged on his testicles; I kept my eyes open the entire time looking at his stomach tense up with each sweet spot I hit.
“You’re pretty good for a virgin,” he said.
His approval meant so much to me and made me blow him much more enthusiastically. Blaine’s fingers ran through my hair; holding onto my head to feel the movements of my head as my lips slid up and down his cock. Taking my mouth off of him for a moment, I stroked him using my saliva as lube; staring at this older man as I brought him pleasure.
“I’m ready,” I said. “Fuck me.”
The only thing stopping me from sucking his cock further was the thought of him being inside of me. My naked body was riddled with goose bumps just imaging the same cock that was in my mouth sliding between my ass cheeks.
“Are you sure?” he asked. “You can’t take it back after.”
“Fuck me,” I begged.
Blaine stood up, his cock sliding against my face; leaving a trail of saliva and pre-cum from my chin to the top of my cheek.
“Turn around and bend over,” he said.