Unmet Needs | I can't stop thinking about getting rimmed

Everyone is over the age of 18

Another little spinoff of JBL - y'all remember Mr. Toxic but Beautiful right?

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You know when you’ve experienced something that made your orgasm so powerful that you find yourself constantly yearning for it? Like it’s the memory that gets you off when you’re laying in bed and need to go to sleep?

I’m still looking for that a whole year after getting fucked by my friend. That’s a whole other story that we can tell some other time. That being said, I haven't had something up or even close to that part of my body since.

“Can you go lower?” I push her blonde hair lower down my shaft and she swirls her tongue downwards until she reaches my nuts. “Oh yeah.”

When she pops one of my balls in her mouth, I spread my legs further hoping that she will get the hint. She lingers at my balls, slobbering over them messily while lightly stroking me. I decided to make it more obvious and lift my legs up from my knees. 

“So hard,” she murmurs while picking up my cock and sucking on the tip. I let her do that for a bit before leading her head downwards again. Finally, since she didn’t seem to be picking up on my cues, I decided to ask her directly. 

“You want to lick my ass?” I pull my legs further up to make it easy for her. The look of disgust on her face killed my boner immediately. 

“Your ass?” she asks as she sits up. “Why though?”

“It feels good,” I say back, still with some hope left. “It’s clean, I promise.”

“I don’t do that. That doesn’t sound very sanitary.” She picks up my half-limp cock and puts it in her mouth again, like the mood hasn’t totally been fucked.

“Whenever you want me to eat you out, I do it,” I say with annoyance as I push her head off. “What’s the difference?”

“The difference is one is normal and the other is not!” she says indignantly and unties her hair. “No other guy has ever asked me to play with their ass.” She may not be doing it on purpose, but her disgusted expression pisses me the fuck off.

“Forget it.” I wave my hand dismissively. “Can you leave? I’ve got shit to do.”

Looking just as offended as I expected her to be, she huffs and puffs as she puts her clothes back on. 

“You know, if you’re gay, you should’ve told me instead of wasting my time!” She leaves me with a slam of the door. 

I flop back down on the bed. I’m not ashamed (anymore) of my attraction to guys, but nothing has compared to my last experiences so I’ve gone back to girls. All the other guys I meet want me to top them and I don’t hate it of course. It’s just not what my body wants sometimes. 

My dick is getting hard thinking about getting fucked again and I play with it as I contemplated my options. I could just jerk off and maybe finger myself, but I haven’t found a comfortable position yet that works.

Suddenly, I remember what my gay friend used to tell me about this place downtown. It’s like a place that’s half sauna, half sex dungeon, or something. Steam something. I googled it and found it fairly quickly. When I look up the location, I’m surprised to find out it’s beside some of the bars that I go to quite a lot. How could I have never seen it before?

I sat outside the building in the car for at least half an hour before I decided to make my way down those stairs. The man at the counter was fairly emotionless as he took my cash and handed me a towel, a key, and a condom. With a slight nod of the head to the man, I opened the door and walked in.

Some electronic music plays in the background and my eyes scanned the different screens playing hardcore gay porn. There were a few older guys sitting on the couch completely naked to the right, who checked me out as I stood there, and I lowered my cap as I walked forward. 

Finding my locker, I open it and wonder what I should put in there. More men walk past me with just a white towel wrapped around their waist.

Well, when in Rome.

I take off my cap and ruffle through my wavy hair to combat my hat hair. Afterward, I take off my shirt and pants and shove them in the locker. Waiting until there was no one watching me, I took off my briefs and wrapped the white towel around my waist. Pulling back my shoulders, I started to explore the dark hallway. 

On the left, there was a little hot tub with men lounging inside it. It looked like there were one or two guys that were a little older than me but a lot of them looked at least 10 years older than me. Their eyes followed me as I walked past them barefoot until I got to a corridor of doors. 

“Hey,” a balding man says to me. I nod at him and keep walking. Glancing into a cracked-open door, I catch a glimpse of a muscular man jerking off his cock that looks too small for his body. When he makes eye contact with me, I walk quickly forward. 

“First time?” A friendly voice floats behind me. “It’s a dead end that way.” 

I turn to see a blond man that might be in his late 30s. If he didn’t have the deep creases on his forehead, I might have guessed younger. He’s also just wearing a towel, with his washboard abs clearly defined. 

He must have caught me staring because he rubbed his hands on his 8-pack and smiled at me. “Pick up surfing. You’ll stay that fit forever. You’ve got the look already.”

“I don’t mind catching a good wave,” I say back, looking past him and seeing two men enter a room together. 

“So, first time?” 

“Yeah,” I admit, tightening the towel around my waist. 

“What’d you come here for?” He leans on the wall with one arm extended.

“Oh, I don’t know,” I lied.

“You do. You don’t just stumble in a place like this.” He flashes a smile at me. He reminds me of my uncle out in Hawaii with his tanned skin and messy hair. “Just spit it out. I don’t know who you are anyway. That’s the beauty of a place like this.”

He’s right. I waver for another second before deciding to be real with him. 

“I want to get rimmed again.”

“Again?” He raises his left eyebrow at the end of my sentence. I nod at him. “This is my room right here.”

“Oh, I don’t know…”

“No recip. Get what you want and you can be on your way.”

The offer was too enticing to turn town, and he seemed fairly normal given what I’ve seen so far in this place. He opens the door further and I follow him in. The music was louder in here, and I knew the bedsheets were going to be scratchy before I even touched them. He motions for me to sit down and I do.

I started getting hard as soon as he pulled at the knot I made with the towel. We both look at my full erection as he opens up the towel and pushes my legs up. I lean back onto the scratchy white bed sheets, staring into the strangely industrial-looking black ceiling.

“Ah…” I gasped as his tongue touched my hole. He wiggles it lightly and I felt a sensation of serenity wash over my body. 

Finally.

“Mmmm. This is a hot hole,” he murmurs as he tongues me. His hands push my legs further up as he dives into my crevice.

“Oh fuck…” I groan at his willingness to eat me out. His tongue swished around my ring and then fluttered on the inside. He laps upwards and onto my taint, making me shiver with pleasure. 

“Can I suck?” He picks up my rock-hard dick and taps it against my abs. I shake my head quickly and he lets go, going back into servicing my hole. I grab my cock in his place and stroke while enjoying the sensation of being cleaned by his tongue. I was on the edge without doing much and I held my stiff dick while I savoured finally getting rimmed after desiring it for so long.

“Cum when you want,” he says in between licks to my hole. “Like I said, no recip. Such a hot hole.”

“Oh fuck!” The feeling of him going ravenously at my hole is doing it for me. “Ok, I’m going to cum.”

“Mmhmm..” His tongue lapped at my hole.

Swirl.

Dip in.

Tongue.

“Oh shit!” I lift my head and jerk my cock. “Oh shit here it comes!”  I erupt cum onto my thigh. I felt my hole and taint pulse against his tongue.

“Mmmmm” he hums in between my legs

Tongue.

Swirl.

Lap up to my throbbing taint. I push my cock towards him and stroke, spurting a string of cum onto his hair.

“Oh Jesus!” I collapse back onto the bed with my legs still up, and he puts them down gently. 

“Can I clean your cock up?”

“Yeah,” I sigh and tilt my cock towards him. I inhale sharply as he pulls my foreskin down and licks the sensitive head clean.

“If you want, we can exchange numbers and you can come to my place. My husband loves no-recip play too. Especially with a blond stud like you. You’re just his type.”