Swine

“get off outta it dad” scoffed the young lads in the cubicle “we don’t need to see your sorry old ass”.

I stood bent over outside the open door,  my 43year old arse proffered in their direction, my face going red in rising embarrassment and humiliation. I had been here in the sauna all night, aching to bust my nut with no-one below the age of 60 about. Then to have a group of three half-cut but beautiful young twinks come in about an hour before closing time flashing their smooth bods and hot young bussy around. My dick had sprung back to life.

They had vanished up here to the top floor cubicle and were even now teasing the rest of us older dudes to watch them cavort while loudly shaming us for our saggy old bodies. I couldn’t really claim I didn’t deserve it. I had been just as nasty and teasing of the older lads when I was their age. And in this very sauna too. Me mates and me used to be in here on Friday nights back in the early ‘00s , getting a good laugh out of watching the guys over 30 crawl (at times literally) just to get a whiff of our young arses. Well, what goes around comes around. But, god, I really need to bust a nut and these young guys, all around 20, have gotten my schlong in a state of no return.

Most of the older clientele are either snoring away in cubicles on other floors or have gone home. I waited for my chance to be able to offer myself to the lads alone without any old pervs around. I should say, any other old pervs because that’s what I am now. Well, middle aged maybe, but to the boys it adds up to the same, just like with my mates back in the day. I had come up to the top floor with my bottle of poppers, found their cubicle and was now doing my best, allowing myself to be humiliated by the boys just to possibly get a taste of their hot young cocks and balls and shoot my load. They obviously didn’t like what they were seeing of my slightly out of shape frame and my tired old butt. One of them spat forcefully straight into my open arsehole and roughly slapped my butt-cheeks.

“ what do you want us to do with that, dad? You think you’re turning us on with your decrepit body? Look at that pathetic thing between your legs. Look lads, the state of the old pig’s dong!’

My pride had risen and been stung at this. I wanted to tell them how back in ‘001 I had been a twink porn model. That 20years ago I could have had any one of them and even then only if I didn’t see anything better on offer. But I bit my tongue. What good would it have done? What they were looking at was not that lean fit lad of 20years ago with a bubble butt and cute face. It was this past-40 greying dude with a bit of a belly. I felt the burning shame risen to mix with my raging lust for their young man-meat and gorgeous boy-asses.

I heard one of them shuffle up behind me. He seized my arse-cheeks firmly, digging his nails in. I yelped in pain. Then he went between my legs and grabbed my tackle. He yoinked it with some force and again I wailed. He giggled. They all joined in. One of the others reached forward and snatched the bottle of poppers out of my hands. I tried to turn but my tormentor again yanked my dick, bringing me nearly to fall.

“you want this back dad, then piggy is going to have to beg”

I was finally allowed to turn around, I got down on my hands and knees, red faced and sweating. I must have looked a laughable sight. The boys were taking turns at the poppers. I crawled towards them. One of them slapped me across the face.

“You want some, you have to do what I fucking tell you to you pathetic old fuck. Now. Tell us what you are”

I didn’t know what they wanted. I was about to say so, when this twink dom went on

“tell us you’re a filthy middle-aged pig and your dick is a joke”

I flushed even redder. Had just two decades reduced me to this?

I obeyed

“I’m a filthy middle-aged pig and my dick is a joke”

“alright, you get a whiff”. The boy passed me the poppers.

“Now, turn back around and show us that disgusting pig butt”

I shuffled back around, the heady scent of the poppers pulsing through my body, loosening my arse and bringing my dong to the edge of climax.

I desperately want to start beating off right now.

“dont your pathetic old dick until we say so” roared another of the lads.

“Spread them dad”

I thrust my knees apart and my butthole out.

Again there was laughter. Again my ass was slapped, this time by more than one of them. Looking through myself thighs I could see the boys there behind me. They looked so fucking hot. Perfect, smooth bodies, firm young dongers, pert twink arses. Just like I was way back. Now I was just a pathetic middle aged dude who was getting what he had given. My dick was dripping with pre-cum. They continued to laugh and spank me as one again reached through under my carriage and finally began to jack me off in earnest. It didn’t take long before I shot my bolt in an ecstatic stream of hot cum and sweat.