The bathhouse gang

“Auw!!”, I yelled unconsciously as my naked toes hit the water, but I really should have known what was coming.

I was back in Tokyo after six months and I’d been looking forward to the public bath since I got off the plane early in the morning. I was staying at some friends’ place but it didn’t have a bath, and I stank in the summer heat because I’d been out and about for most of the day buying groceries.

They were away for two months and I had the little apartment all to myself. I’d spent some time in it before with Ken, the Japanese guy who owned it, and Keiko, his girlfriend, but what Keiko didn’t know was that Ken liked white boys and that he’d been fucking my plump white arse or sticking his cock in my pretty mouth pretty much whenever she wasn’t there.

What she also didn’t know was that I was about to go through her clothes cupboard. She was very tall for a Japanese girl and I was slim, so I was pretty sure there was a T-shirt or some shorts I could get away with wearing, and sure enough, I found some cut-off denim shorts and a T-shirt with “Goddess” in English on the front. Perfect. All I needed now was a pair of panties, and I went for a lacy black thong. Gear on and I was ready for the bathhouse.

I was in a fairly quiet suburb so no-one would worry about what I was wearing (it looked pretty unisex anyway and they couldn’t see the panties), and it was just after 4pm so the bath would have only just opened and should be fairly empty.

I went in, paid my money, stripped (I’m fully shaven), lathered and washed myself in the empty area outside the actual bath, put the customary small white towel over my package, and went in.

There were two older guys, maybe late 50s or early 60s, in there already, and it looked like they’d had a few drinks before they arrived. I was checking them out (I love older men) when my toes hit the water. Real, real hot as the bathhouse had only just opened, and my “Auw”! drew a guffaw. “Hot, isn’t it!”, said the man on the right. “First time?” “No”, I answered (I speak pretty good Japanese), “I’m staying near here”. “Great! Come sit here”, he said, making space and motioning for me to sit between them in the water. I lowered myself gradually so the shock of the water wouldn’t be too great, and as I twisted to sit the other guy said “Geez, you have a big arse, do all foreigners have big arses?” I smiled and said “Some do, but mine’s actually pretty big.” “You can say that again! How about another look?!” So I laughed and stood up. “Wow, really nice, you don’t see that on a Japanese!” I smiled a thankyou and as I turned to sit again the other said “While we’re on this stuff, what about your cock?” “Oh, it’s nothing special”, I tossed off as I waited for “Let’s see then!!” And there it was: “Let’s see then!” So I dropped my towel and showed my two slightly drunk companions what was turning into a hard-on. “Not bad, but I like your arse better!” I pouted jokingly and sat down, and as I did I noticed they’d both removed their towels from their cocks and were sporting pretty substantial erections. Their dicks were looking up, and so was my evening. Then the man who’d first spoken to me said “My friend has to go now, but we’ll catch up later.” The “friend”, whose hand was on its way to my cock, hadn’t been expecting this, and although he was surprised he hid his hard-on with his towel, stood up said “See you later, right?” and walked through the door into the washing and changing area. “He works for me”, the remaining man said by way of explanation. “Got it” I answered. “Now it’s just us”, and I was about to say something silly when I shuddered as his hand closed around my hard-on and started to stroke it slowly under the water. “You like that?” “Yeesss”, I moaned as I got harder and harder. He took my hand, placed it on his cock, and hissed quietly “Do it to me too”. And I did.

Just then the door opened and someone walked in. “Don’t stop!”, my “boss man” said, and I didn’t. The new arrival didn’t pay us much attention and didn’t seem to notice we were stroking each other’s cock, but I knew we couldn’t come in the bath and so did boss man. He said “Let’s go”, so we stood up with our hard-ons pretty obvious under our little white towels and went into the changing area.

There was no-one else there and off to one side was a sign saying “Toilet”, so he pushed me gently in that direction and slipped a finger between my buttocks as we walked through the short passage to the toilet door. No-one there either, so it’s straight into the cubicle and I’m on my knees in front of his cock. I cup his balls gently in my left hand, take his shaft in my right and ease my tongue out of my mouth to kiss the tip of his penis. He shudders slightly, and a slowly lick my way around his helmet and down his shaft, then back up one side and down the other before I start slurping on his helmet. I know he wants to stick his cock deep in my mouth, but I pull back and then shoot forward, pull back, take him in a little more, and then out again. He’s rock hard now and it’s decision time. He’s made up his mind. He pulls me up, turns me round, pushes me against the door, and parts my buttocks. “I wanted to fuck your arse as soon as I saw it”, he hisses, and before I can say I want him inside me he is, one hard thrust that hurts at first but soon turns into pure pleasure as his prick makes its way around inside me until I feel it come – and then I come too. Fuck, I needed that, I thought, and imagined his friend being with us to give me a second helping. He stayed inside me for a while and then withdrew. “Go wash down and get your clothes on. I’ll be right behind you.” “OK”, I murmured as I thought I’d rather have him right inside me instead.

There were two men naked and washing when I got back, and I felt them staring as I washed my cock and cleaned my arse, but nothing really happened until I got to the changing area and started pulling on my little black panties. There were a few more men now, and I heard a couple of young guys, probably from the local college baseball team, mutter the Japanese word for “faggot”. I’d learned by experience that they usually really mean “I’d love you to get down and suck my cock but I’m too scared to ask”, but I just pulled my shorts and T-shirt on and went outside.

“You doing anything now?”, boss man asked. “Not really”, I answered, and he suggested we go to his apartment, which he said was pretty close by. After a couple of minutes’ walk we arrived and an old and slightly dilapidated two-storey building, two apartments upstairs and two down. “Second door upstairs”, he said “just go, in it’s not locked, I’ll go and get some beers”. I walked up the stairs and was about to open the door when I heard two voices and some laughter. I recognized one as the “friend” from the bath, so I opened the door, slipped my sandals off, and walked in.

The “friend” and another guy were sitting on the floor near a low table with beers and snacks on it, and both were in loincloths and nothing more. “How was the bath?”, he asked with a sneer. “Have fun?” And they both laughed. So he’s told the other loincloth guy about me as well, I thought, and just as I started to run a few scenarios for the next couple of hours the bathroom door opened and a third guy came in, also in a loincloth and nothing else. Oh my….” We all live in this building”, said bath friend, “and I’ve been telling these two what a fat white arse you have, so why don’t you show them?” The other two guys were also in their late 50s or early 60s, and while I was thinking about how famous my fat white arse had become, toilet guy walked up to me.

“Ever wear a Japanese loincloth like this?” “No”. “Want to try it?” I nodded. “Want to try mine?” I nodded again. “Hold your arms up”, he said, and removed my Goddess T-shirt. “Arms down”, and his hand went to my shorts, undid the zip, and pulled them to my feet so I was standing in nothing more than a pair of little black panties that were having trouble dealing with my growing hard-on. The other two smiled, and I noticed they were fiddling with their cocks. “Turn around so Yuji can see your arse” said bath friend, and I did. Yuji stood up with a beer in one hand, came over to me, and stroked my bum with his other hand. “Damn, you were right” he said to bath friend, “I think I’ll have to fuck him some time too!” and as I turned toward bath friend, Yuji yanked my panties so hard that they ripped away. “Fuck, he’s so white, just look a that!” he yelled as he slid his hand into his loincloth and started stroking his cock.

In the meantime toilet guy had slipped his loincloth off and motioned for me to step into it. He pulled it to my waist and after a few adjustments my cock had a new home. “How’s it feel?” “I love it!” “How about a thank you?” “Thank you!” “Are you kidding?” he said, and pointed to his stubby cock. The other two guys had gotten up in the meantime. They shoved me down in front of toilet guy’s hard-on and pushed my head toward it, but I didn’t really need encouraging. I put both hands on his thighs and stroked them gently as I opened my lips and teased his prick with my tongue. He sighed, pushed himself in, held the back of my head, and started to mouth-fuck me hard. I could taste the sweat and smell the smells of a working man’s body, and I was hoping this would just keep on going when he shot a hard hot load into the back of my throat. He kept moving his cock until he was satisfied, then pulled it out. “That’s a better thank you”, he grunted, “aren’t you going to swallow it all? No beer until you do.”

I gulped it down and he motioned to the beers on the table, but as I tried to get up Yuji pulled my feet backwards and I dropped face-down on the matting. “I said I’d have to fuck him some time!” he chuckled as he got out of his loincloth and pulled mine off as well. He called for bath friend to get some lube, and when he came back from the bathroom with it he squatted down in front of me. He was out of his loincloth as well, and his cock was inches from my face. I was thinking about what a gorgeous thing a cock is when Yuji pulled my hips up and started to force his way into my behind. I wiggled a little to help him in, and as he starts to hump me bath friend lifts my head and sticks his cock in my mouth. He was gentle to start with, but things got the better of him and he ended up giving me a thorough oral examination while Yuji thumped into me like it was his last fuck. Bath friend came first, but his load was smaller, and then Yuji pulled his cock out, came around, forced me on my back, straddled me and stroked a load all over my face.

Enter boss man with more beer. All three stood up. For some reason, he was the boss. I was wiping Yuji’s cum into my mouth and trying to get up at the same time, but I was so trippy on the sex I couldn’t. “It’s OK, just stay there” said boss man. “Thirsty?” “Yes.” I washed the cum down with a beer, then boss man gave me another, and the sex rush together with the alcohol made me feel even higher and hornier.

“I’ve ordered some noodles for us. Should be here soon.” he said. “Thanks”, I muttered. “Oh no, you’re paying” he said. “But I don’t have enough money on me.” “Won’t need any, I know the delivery guy.” And everyone laughed.

I went into the bathroom to try to compose myself, and came back naked to dind all four men sitting around the low table in loose summer garments drinking and nibbling on snacks. I was starting to get hard again and looked at boss man questioningly when the doorbell rang. “Ah, the noodles, you go”. “Like this?” “Yep, like that. Don’t worry, I know the noodle guy.” And they laughed again. “Just kidding!” said boss man, reaching under the table for a small package that he threw toward me. “Try this.” “This” was a pale pink pull-on see-though loincloth. “Kenzo will love it!” The doorbell rang again. “Quick, get into it and get to the door, can’t keep my friend waiting!” I pulled the loincloth on and hurriedly as the bell rang yet again. “Coming, coming!” I shouted and opened the door, still drunk on the multi-fuck with my new friends and the sexy little outfit I was wearing for a cock I hadn't met yet. “Wow boss, this is great!”. Kenzo, probably in his late 60s, slim and well tanned, with the noodles. “Thought you’d like it!” To me: “Hurry, bring the noodles in here.” I did. “Now go pay Kenzo.” I went.

When I got back to the door I found Kenzo with his cock in his hand and his eyes on mine. I was kneeling down to “thank” him with my mouth when Yuji yelled “Check out his arse, it’s huge!” “Turn around!” hissed Kenzo, and I heard him draw in his breath as his eyes took in his first pair of ivory white buttocks. “It’s OK, you can fuck him if you like. He won’t have a problem.” Kenzo: “Do you have a problem?” Me: “Not at all”. And I didn’t. I was still so horny that I couldn’t wait to take the delivery man’s cock. I turned to the left, braced myself on a little shelf, and stuck my butt out for him. He hissed again, ripped my little pink loincloth off, grabbed my hips roughly and thrust into my crack. I was still loose from the earlier fucking and his cock went in pretty easily. He must have had another delivery because he pounded me like his business’s future depended on it, and when I felt he wasn’t too far from coming and was getting ready to enjoy his load bursting inside me, he pulled out, turned me around, pushed me to the ground and stuck his prick in my mouth so he could shoot down my throat. And he did. “Thanks boss!” “No problem, see you again!” And he went.

I was feeling really happy and pretty well fucked by now, and told boss man I probably should go. I thought he’d want me to stay, but he said he had something on and we’d all get together again soon. My panties had been destroyed, so I pulled on my shorts and Goddess T-shirt, smiled at everyone, and went outside.

It wasn’t a long walk back, but I felt great and even thought about dropping by the toilet in the park to see if any cock was there. But I didn’t. I went straight back, and as I was shutting the door behind me a voice said “My, you actually do look cute in my clothes!”

It was Keiko, a woman whose perversions are probably better saved for later.