Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room
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				Title: <strong>Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 03:35:03</strong>
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				"This way..." Marcus nodded down the hallway as he and the young man left the Common Chamber. They passed by the locker room and the steam room, a muffled moan could be heard coming from the sauna, and Marcus couldn't help but grin. He wondered what the boy was thinking, for he was certain the young man had never been in this situation before. He turned a corner and started down a short hallway, as this part of the bathhouse was situated similar to a hotel, with doors on either side every ten feet or so. <br><br>A bathhouse employee could be seen cleaning an empty room as the two men passed by, changing the sheets on the mattress, and setting out clean towels and bottles of water, along with condom packets and lube. A few doors beyond was the room Marcus took for the night. It was his favorite, as it was at the end of the hallway, a corner room and slightly larger than the others. He pulled the card key off the cord on his wrist and slid it through the lock as the small indicator turned green. He yanked down on the door handle, and opened the door to the room, gesturing to the young man standing behind him who was trying not to act nervous.<br><br>"Come on in, baby. I promise I won't bite...unless you want me to." He smiled and opened the door wide, allowing the young man to enter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 06:33:29</strong>
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				His eyes kept moving from the floor to the man's ass in front of him, it's swaying becoming near hypnotic as they walked.&nbsp; It was a good distraction from the other men eying him up and down.&nbsp; Peter still questioned what he was doing, but his hormones were surging.&nbsp; His dick was hard, and it was difficult to think between right and wrong, especially in this place.&nbsp; He said nothing on the way to the room, even when Marcus asked him inside.<br><br>The boy was hesitant.&nbsp; His crystalline eyes looked into the room to find a masterfully turned down bed in unblemished white.&nbsp; On a small table beside the bed was a small silver platter with bottles of water, lube, and condoms.&nbsp; He cautiously moved forward, standing in the doorway to get a better look, and as he did, he felt a warm hand rest on his side.&nbsp; It didn't seem to force him in, but the touch was hopeful.&nbsp; As he looked into the room, he could see that it was equipped with a 19" flat screen television across from the bed.&nbsp; Olympia Baths spared no expense for their guests, offering the best streaming pornographic flicks in case any of their guests wanted a little ambiance to accompany them during their conquests.<br><br>Peter finally walked into the room, heading toward the bed.&nbsp; He stared at it for a long moment until the click of the lock behind him caught his attention.&nbsp; The boy turned his head to see the man standing with his arms crossed to his chest, a smirk on his face.&nbsp; The young man turned fully to face him then.&nbsp; "S-so..."&nbsp; He said softly, one hand moving up to rub the back of his neck.&nbsp; The young man shivered slightly, unsure of what to do as the man looked at him, but then Marcus came toward him.&nbsp; He was scared, that was for sure, but his cock remained excited despite how he felt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 06:51:31</strong>
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				Smiling as the boy seemed to hesitate as he looked the room over, Marcus slipped a warm hand onto the boy's side, and gave him a gentle nudge. The young man took a breath and stepped into the room, while Marcus let the door close with a click and turned the lock. He tossed the towel he was wearing over his shoulder to the side of the room, and crossed his arms, watching the boy get his bearings. The young man's nervousness was palpable as he shivered a bit, and softly stammered.<br><br>Marcus slowly approached him, an easy smile on his handsome face. While his initial instinct was to shove the boy's head into a pillow and spread the boy open for the ride of his life, Marcus knew with this one he'd have to use a different tactic. At least, until he broke the lad in. Marcus stopped just in front of the boy, and reached out a long fingered hand, grasping the boy's towel and slowly pulling it off a broad shoulder. Marcus tossed it into a corner, and the two men faced each other, both naked and erect.<br><br>"What's your name?" He asked curiously, gently resting a hand on the boy's hip, fingers drawing small, slow circles on the lad's soft skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 07:05:00</strong>
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				His throat contracted with the heavy swallow he took while the towel was pulled free.&nbsp; It felt odd to no longer have the comfort of hiding himself.&nbsp; He stood naked before the man, his cock erect and pulsing softly with his heartbeat.&nbsp; Peter heard the question, but before he could answer, the man touched him again.&nbsp; That warm hand rested on his hip, tracing nonsensical patterns on his soft skin while Marcus waited for him to answer.<br><br>"Peter...my name is Peter.&nbsp; What's yours?"&nbsp; He asked softly, his hand venturing to rest on the dark haired arm which led to the hand gently rubbing his hip.&nbsp; The boy held the arm gently, and he noticed, now that Marcus was closer, the heat radiating from him.&nbsp; He could also smell the faint hint of cigar smoke mixed with a masculine scent wafting from him.<br><br>Peter's blue eyes darted from the man's own dark set to the thick shaft below then to the hand rubbing his hip and back again.&nbsp; It was hard to focus on just one thing.&nbsp; He didn't feel he could stare the man in the face as he felt somehow smaller just by doing so.&nbsp; If he stared at the man's dick, it would surely be taken for a sign of interest which at this point was moot given that he was alone with the man now.&nbsp; Nevertheless, he still did it.&nbsp; The only safe place to look was at his dark haired chest or to either side which didn't last for long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 07:23:33</strong>
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				Tilting his head slightly and inching closer, Marcus kept a hand on the boy's hip, while the other started lightly exploring the young man's bare chest. Feather-light touches, fingers drifting over the soft skin and up and down the peaks and valleys of the boy's abdominals and pecs. "That's a nice name...Peter." Marcus' voice was a low baritone, and his dark eyes roamed over the prize he was eager to unwrap and taste.<br><br>He noticed Peter's eyes flicking from side to side and up and down, and always they returned to the heavy shaft that protruded from Marcus' groin. "I'm Marcus, Peter." He murmured, as a finger brushed slowly over a nipple, and Marcus watched as it tightened and stood at attention. "Don't be nervous, Peter. You can look at me...you can touch me." The hand that brushed the nipple slid upwards, across the boy's collarbone, one finger tracing the dip in the middle. "I know you want to, so go ahead...touch me." Although it sounded like a request, in truth it was a command. Marcus was interested in seeing how the boy reacted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 07:38:33</strong>
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				His head turned down to see the man's other hand make contact with his chest, fingers ghosting over smooth skin to explore over his skin.&nbsp; He began to feel the power of the man, not physically, but it was a power of some sort.&nbsp; Not that he would want to, but he felt he no longer had the drive to make the man stop.&nbsp; Perhaps it was because he was in Marcus' territory now.&nbsp; Either way, he was a pleasant morsel in the lion's den, and right now, the lion was toying with his meal.<br><br>"Thank you..."&nbsp; The reply came softly, his blue eyes risking a look upward to stare back at the man for a moment, but only a moment before he looked down to the hefty cock again.&nbsp; Marcus.&nbsp; It was a nice name...a strong name.&nbsp; Peter gasped then, his nipple hardening under the man's manipulations.&nbsp; Upon the deep words from the man, the boy looked at the dark haired and muscled chest in front of him.&nbsp; It didn't take much more to convince him.&nbsp; The man was so different from him.&nbsp; Hairy and older.&nbsp; Neither of those traits were bad.&nbsp; <br><br>Peter raised his hand, holding it out a bit toward the strong chest.&nbsp; It was as if he was moving in slow motion, but eventually, his palm felt the soft hair.&nbsp; His hand moved further and pressed against warm skin.&nbsp; He was so hot to the touch, and the hair felt very nice against his palm.&nbsp; The boy's eyes looked up into those dark, commanding ones again, his mouth opened just slightly.&nbsp; He gauged Marcus' reaction, but finding nothing in his look other than obvious lust, he looked back to his hand and slowly began to move it across the warm skin and soft hair.&nbsp; Peter unconsciously took a step closer as he did so, and the bulbous head of the man's cock pressed against his thigh, startling him for a moment as he looked at it.&nbsp; It was even hotter to the touch than Marcus' chest.&nbsp; Peter wanted to touch it.&nbsp; He was quite curious, but he didn't feel he should.&nbsp; He was reluctant still and quite nervous, but his hand continued to explore the older man's chest, finding one nipple and flicking over it lightly with his thumb.<br><br>"I've...never felt another man before..."&nbsp; He said softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 07:52:43</strong>
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				Toying. That's exactly what Marcus was doing, and he was enjoying every minute of it. Of course, he was more than eager to show this untouched boy exactly what being with a man was all about, but Marcus was a patient man; he could wait...he could savor...he could tease and encourage. He was in control and Peter knew it; it was just a question of how much control Marcus wanted to take.<br><br>His dark eyes watched as Peter began to touch him, tickling his furred chest as it rose and fell with each breath. The boy looked to him for something akin to encouragement, and Marcus smiled and nodded slightly, giving the boy a signal to touch wherever he would like. Peter came closer, and unknowingly pressed himself against Marcus' cock, and the lad's eyes dropped down. Marcus knew immediately the boy wanted to touch him, he wanted to wrap fingers around a hard cock other than his own for the first time, to feel the weight of it, hold it, stroke it. <br><br>He heard the boy's soft words, and chuckled knowingly. "I can tell. That's okay, baby. There's a first time for everything." His own hand slipped around to the nape of the boy's neck, caressing the soft skin, and slipping fingers into the boy's dark hair. "Touch my cock. Go ahead...feel it." Again, his words held the power of command.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 16:27:06</strong>
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				The feel of Marcus' hand on his neck made him want to move even closer, as if the man was pulling him in, but Peter resisted for the moment.&nbsp; Those fingers threaded into his hair, and for a moment, his eyes closed to just enjoy the feel of being touched.&nbsp; However, when Marcus spoke again, his blue eyes popped open.&nbsp; It wasn't just the meaning of the words, but the way the man said them that got to the boy.<br><br>Peter bit his lip and looked down at the heavy cock, staring at it for a moment.&nbsp; The hand on Marcus' neck slowly slipped down.&nbsp; It was hesitant and unsure as it neared the thick shaft.&nbsp; His fingers slipped open as if to grasp it.&nbsp; Peter paused again only inches away, but he kept going.&nbsp; His hand finally made contact, wrapping around the large thing.&nbsp; "Holy shit..."&nbsp; He whispered to himself.&nbsp; The boy's fingers barely touched each other as they wrapped over the hot flesh.&nbsp; It was very hot to the touch, the heat radiating heavily into his hand.&nbsp; The feel was like warm silk over hard iron, but he never moved his hand.&nbsp; Instead, Peter left it there, unmoving, but when Marcus gave him more encouragement, he slid his closed hand along the shaft, giving it a stroke or two.&nbsp; It was different, to say the least, unlike touching his own, but the boy couldn't say he wasn't at least intrigued if not down right yearning for more.
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				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 17:02:02</strong>
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				He savored the boy's reactions, knowing that Peter would never forget the first time he touched another man sexually. No matter how many other men came onto this boy's life, no matter how many other cocks and holes the boy encountered, Marcus would always be first. It was a thrill unlike any other, and a definite boost to the older man's ego.<br><br>The slender fingers wrapped the base of his shaft and held him, getting used to the hot feel of hard flesh in a damp palm. The boy's soft whispered exclamation crossed Marcus' ears and the older man grinned in spite of himself. Peter was so eager and curious and willing to explore, and Marcus intended to show him everything.<br><br>"Go ahead..." He said simply, nudging the boy along, giving the young man the encouragement he needed to give in to his desires, wants and needs. Marcus continued to play with the boy's soft dark hair, petting him almost in praise. His other hand tugged ever so slightly on the boy's hip, drawing him closer, their bodies almost touching from chest to knees, the younger man's smooth, bare skin brushing against Marcus' furred flesh. <br><br>Peter took to the encouragement and gave the cock in his hand an experimental stroke, and then another. Marcus knew exactly what the boy was feeling, as it took a bit of getting used to, when one was only experienced in stroking one's own erection. "That's it, baby...don't be shy. You know what to do..." He murmured lowly, as the hand on the boy's hip began to roam, slowly sliding towards Peter's groin, and the boy's beautiful, untouched cock. <br><br>Encouraged, Peter began to stroke the hard shaft more confidently, and Marcus watched the boy's face, as that soft mouth opened and a pink tongue licked those full lips. The older man was keenly aware of the young man's curiosity and yearning; the boy would no doubt prove to be an apt pupil in all things Marcus wanted to teach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 17:17:35</strong>
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				He felt the soft hair tickling his own chest as he was drawn closer in toward the man.&nbsp; Peter's hand continued to slowly slip up and down Marcus' shaft, awkwardly, but he continued nonetheless.&nbsp; The man's scent was stronger here, and he took a deep inhale of it which made him shiver.&nbsp; His words only seemed to draw him in more, sending a shiver down his spine, and then, Peter leaned in and let his forehead rest against the man's shoulder.&nbsp; He was eager, yet scared and unsure still.<br><br>Peter didn't say much.&nbsp; He didn't feel that much could be said, at least on his part.&nbsp; Marcus was directing him like a teacher, and unaware that the man was watching him so intently, the boy licked his full lips.&nbsp; He began to wonder what the man's cock would taste like.&nbsp; Peter knew that's what the man was looking for, but he was too shy and hesitant to push the issue.&nbsp; It would eventually happen.&nbsp; The young man knew it would inevitably though.&nbsp; He was content for the time being to just explore the man, however.<br><br>He lifted his head from the man's shoulder to look up into his eyes.&nbsp; Peter still said nothing, only looking with their faces so close.&nbsp; The man's breath was felt on his skin, the faint hint of cigar smoke wafting out.&nbsp; It was not unpleasant at all, and in fact, it added a certain masculinity to him.&nbsp; Peter bit his lip as he stared into the dark eyes and the stubbled face.&nbsp; He noted the grey in Marcus' hair which seemed to accentuate his age, experience, and power.&nbsp; Peter's hand never stopped though.&nbsp; He slowly stroked the shaft until he felt something warm and wet on his palm.&nbsp; He looked down to see the head of Marcus' shaft drooling, Peter's eyes widening as he realized what it was.<br><br>His hand pulled away for a moment, his eyes seeking the man's own again as if to ask 'what now?'&nbsp; Should he continue with the stroking...or...he wasn't sure.&nbsp; It was new and thrilling, but he was scared of doing something wrong.&nbsp; However, in doing so, his actions were awkward and imprecise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 19:14:38</strong>
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				The slender hand slipped up and down his engorged shaft in a nice rhythm, and Marcus smiled when the boy nestled against him, forehead on his shoulder, and Marcus' hand in the boy's soft hair dropped to wrap the young man's back and gently caress the warm skin. Normally he would dispense with such tender niceties, with an experienced partner of course since there was no need, but the boy was certainly a virgin when it came to other men, so guiding him along with a tender hand seemed to be the order of the day. No doubt after the boy had expanded his horizons a bit they could dispense with the extended foreplay and simply get down to business. But for now Marcus wasn't opposed, and in fact, was enjoying himself quite a bit.<br><br>He rubbed the boy's back gently as the stroking continued, and Peter lifted his head, gazing into Marcus' dark eyes. The boy's soft brown ones gazed at him and Marcus gazed back, his lips tilted up almost into a smile. Although he could be stern and unyielding with a submissives down in the dungeon, Marcus' eyes were kind and gentle at the moment as he simply enjoyed the boy's hand on his swollen cock. His other hand was still roaming gently over the boy's hip and lower belly, lightly touching the soft skin, and brushing his fingertips over the dark hair of the boy's treasure trail. His fingers came close to Peter's own firm erection, but Marcus didn't touch it...for now.<br><br>He could feel the change in the boy, as the lad's eyes widened and he looked down between their bodies. He wondered what had startled the lad, then realized the fluid oozing out of his erection caused the boy to withdraw. Peter's soft brown eyes looked into his again, and Marcus' could see the question in them.<br><br>Smiling softly, he slid his hand up the boy's body, fingertips brushing a hard nipple but not stopping, not until he reached the young man's face, and he cupped a soft cheek, feeling the tiniest bit of stubble from the boy's beard. "It's okay, baby. Just keep going; you're doing just fine. I know you're curious, you want to explore...that's what we're here for." Marcus' hand dropped down and found Peter's, sliding the boy's hand back on his erection, at the tip and swirled the boy's fingers through the pearly fluid. "Touch it, baby...go on, you'll like it, I promise."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 20:41:15</strong>
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				He gasped softly, the slight touch of the man's fingers against his nipple sending a shiver through his form.&nbsp; Soon, that hand was cupping his cheek gently, his blue eyes never leaving Marcus' face as the man encouraged him more.&nbsp; "Okay."&nbsp; The boy's voice just barely above a whisper as his eyes moved down once more.&nbsp; The older man had pushed his hand back where Peter wrapped his fingers around the thick girth once more.&nbsp; He immediately began to stroke it again, the slick fluid making his movements easier as both his hand and the man's shaft became coated in it.<br><br>What Marcus said was true.&nbsp; He liked it...probably more than he realized.&nbsp; While he continued to stroke the man's shaft, he leaned in once more, nuzzling the furry chest a bit until Peter ventured a risk.&nbsp; His lips parted as his eyes closed.&nbsp; He leaned in to give a hairy patch of skin between the man's pecs a long lick before kissing it softly.&nbsp; The feel of the hair tickled his lips and nose, but he loved it.&nbsp; Peter nuzzled his cheek against the hairy skin before licking another patch of skin...then another.&nbsp; His motions were awkward, and a few times, his teeth grazed the skin in an unintentionally pleasant way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 21:12:06</strong>
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				When he felt that Peter's hand picked up the smooth rhythm again, aided by the slick pre-come, Marcus moved his hand away and let the boy stroke on his own. He hummed in satisfaction, and rubbed Peter's back, enjoying the boy's exploration of his masculine form. The young man turned his head and nuzzled the downy dark hair on Marcus' chest before licking it, and kissing it. <br><br>Marcus smiled widely and encouraged the boy, raising his own hand and settling it into the thick dark locks, not pushing the boy's head by any means, but simply guiding it from one spot to another as Peter kissed and licked his way around Marcus' upper torso. "Mmmm, you like that?" He whispered, chuckling a bit. <br><br>Marcus didn't want to break the spell of the moment, but they would both be infinitely more comfortable on the bed. He watched the boy kiss and lick his chest a bit more, then he pulled Peter's lips away by tugging on the black hair and gazing down at the boy. "Come on..." It wasn't a request, but more like a command, albeit given in Marcus' deep, soft, sensual voice. <br><br>His hand pressed against the boy's back and nudged him, as Marcus turned and stepped towards the bed. The boy's fingers slipped away from the hard cock, and the older man swore he heard a small gasp of disappointment, as Peter began to like having that hard shaft to play with in his hands. Marcus smiled as he sank down onto the bed, adjusting the pillows so he could lean back against the wall, as the bed had no headboard. He stretched out comfortably, powerful thighs splayed with one knee bent, and his stiff erection rubbing his abdomen.<br><br>He patted his thigh and motioned to Peter, who was still standing rather nervously by the bed. Marcus smiled indulgently and his voice dropped even lower as he spoke in a whispered tone. <br><br>"Come to daddy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 06:30:13</strong>
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				The hand on his head was welcomed as the man's skilled fingers threaded into his dark mahogany locks.&nbsp; Marcus' hand seemed to guide the boy to new places on the man's chest, and when the man asked if he liked it in that sensually soft voice, all Peter gave in return was a deep "Mmmf..."<br><br>His hair was tugged upon, and Peter pulled back, his lips shiny with saliva from all the licking and kissing he'd done.&nbsp; Those azure eyes looked up at the man who told him to move to the bed along with a firm nudge.&nbsp; Marcus went first, meaning that the boy's hand pulled free from the shaft he'd become accustomed to stroking, and Peter, indeed, gasped softly as he didn't want to let go.<br><br>He eyed the man as his large frame settled on the bed, adjusting pillows until he leaned back against the wall.&nbsp; The man looked so tempting...so powerful as he just stared back at Peter who hadn't moved yet.&nbsp; The boy eyed the man's shaft quite shamelessly as it pressed upward against his furred abdomen, pulsing with his strong heartbeat.<br><br>Peter watched Marcus pat his thigh and give him a beckoning gesture before speaking those three words which were laced with sex.&nbsp; The boy smirked before he crawled onto the bed on all fours, heading for the thigh the man had patted.&nbsp; He straddled the hairy appendage, settling his nude rear upon it and leaning in toward the man while hesitantly placing a hand on his hirsute chest.<br><br>"Yes, daddy?"&nbsp; Peter said playfully, feeling a little more comfortable with Marcus.&nbsp; He was still quite frightened and unsure, but he had loved what they were doing so far which was why he was starting to feel comfortable with the man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 09:31:15</strong>
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				He watched avidly as the young man happily crawled onto the bed and settled his rounded buttocks onto Marcus' muscled thigh. Peter's stiff erection jutted up between his thighs and a drop of fluid welled up from the slit in the crown. The boy leaned in and rested a hand on Marcus' chest, and the older man smiled widely as the boy grinned and called him "Daddy" playfully. "You've been a good boy for Daddy. Would you like to keep making Daddy feel good, hmm?"<br><br>Marcus sank a large hand on the boy's thigh and began to stroke it gently, and he watched the young man's cock flicker slightly at the contact. Peter smiled softly as nodded 'yes' to Marcus' question. "Good boy. I want you to go back to what you were doing, and touch Daddy's cock. Daddy loves that." Without much hesitation the boy did exactly as he was asked, wrapping the swollen member with his fingers and starting to stroke. Marcus had to suppress a small grunt as his cock was handled, the boy becoming familiar with it's length, girth, weight and heat.<br><br>While the boy stroked him, Marcus took the opportunity to explore all of the young man's soft skin available on display. He stroked the boy's thighs, slid hands around his hips and waist, and stroked his lightly muscled chest, bare of hair with only the slightest treasure trail snaking down from a perfectly round navel. He watched the play of muscled beneath the boy's flesh, and one hand slid upwards, to the young man's cheek and cupped it. "Come and give Daddy a kiss." He ordered, pulling the boy towards him. <br><br>Those soft brown eyes gazed into his dark ones and the boy acquiesced, leaning in after licking his lips. Marcus raised his chin as their lips met, not a passion or lust filled kiss at all, but a soft one, lips barely brushing against each other. Marcus tasted the boy, and it was just as he expected; sweet and luscious, like biting into a pear.<br><br>"That's it...such a good boy..." He murmured softly, giving the young man his fair share of praise, and Marcus drew the boy's head back down to his chest and petted him, running a hand through the black hair over and over again. He could feel the boy's soft breaths on his shoulder as the young man began to kiss the tanned flesh covered with dark hair. "Daddy likes that, baby." Marcus kissed the top of the boy's head before he whispered. "I want you to kiss the rest of Daddy...to make Daddy happy." And he gave the boy's head a gentle nudge, sending him down Marcus' chiseled frame.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 15:05:12</strong>
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				He nodded upon hearing the question and that word that was beginning to thrill him more and more each time it was said.&nbsp; 'Daddy.'&nbsp; Marcus was certainly old enough to be his daddy, but the way he used it held more meaning than just that.&nbsp; It meant so much more...strength, guidance, masculinity, authority, and of course, discipline.&nbsp; <br><br>Peter let his hand move downward, his deep earthen eyes focusing on the man's leaking shaft again.&nbsp; His fingers wrapped around the heated flesh again, beginning to stroke along the slick surface once more.&nbsp; He explored it with his fingers, feeling each vein, each piece of skin, each ridge.&nbsp; The boy was nearly unaware of what Marcus began doing as his attention was so focused on the man's cock.&nbsp; The man's touches were quite pleasurable, his hand spreading a warmth through his skin that only encouraged Peter more.<br><br>When the man cupped his cheek, those brown eyes lifted to meet his gaze.&nbsp; They widened a bit when he realized what the man wanted then.&nbsp; He'd never kissed a man before, and the act seemed more...intimate.&nbsp; He was beginning to trust the man though, so he leaned forward to obey his 'daddy.'&nbsp; Marcus pulled him along, and Peter licked his lips in anticipation.&nbsp; Their lips met in a soft kiss, a mere precursor to what might occur later.&nbsp; It was innocent with only the slightest hint of yearning in it, and just as Marcus was tasting him, Peter tasted Marcus.&nbsp; He did not have an all together unpleasant flavor.&nbsp; It was strong and earthy like cigar smoke and leather.&nbsp; He liked it...probably more than he knew.<br><br>Peter smiled softly at the praise as he pulled back, but Marcus was not quite done with the boy's lips.&nbsp; He was drawn downward to that furry chest, one of the places that Peter really loved about the man.&nbsp; The man hadn't even said anything before the young man had begun kissing and licking the hair covered skin.&nbsp; Peter gave a soft moan as his hair was petted and then kissed softly.&nbsp; He felt like such a good boy from all the praise, and the need to please this man grew.&nbsp; Peter pulled away slightly to answer the man softly.&nbsp; "Yes, daddy."&nbsp; His voice came softly, his eyes venturing to glance up at him.&nbsp; They were filled with lust by now.<br><br>Peter turned back to the furry chest below, licking and kissing each square inch of its surface.&nbsp; He kissed downward as the man nudged him, moving onto that hairy abdomen.&nbsp; Meanwhile, his hand never stopped stroking the man.&nbsp; It took a minute or two to cover each inch of the muscled abdomen before Peter was staring that hefty cock.&nbsp; His mouth was mere inches from it as he rested his head on the man's thigh, eying it intently.&nbsp; He hesitated, but like the good teacher he was, Marcus encouraged him more with a bit of coercion as well.&nbsp; He wanted to make daddy happy, right?<br><br>Peter moved slowly to the base of the shaft.&nbsp; It was like it was in slow motion until his lips finally made contact with the hot flesh.&nbsp; He kissed the base before licking it.&nbsp; That taste of the man's precum mingled on his tongue.&nbsp; It had a strong earthy flavor, much like the rest of him, but it seemed to be concentrated here.&nbsp; Peter kissed up the shaft, licking here and there until he reached the head.&nbsp; He planted a soft kiss there as well, and as he pulled back, a small strong of precum connected his lips to the tip.&nbsp; The boy noticed this, but with no encouragement, he leaned back in and gave a slow, lingering lick to the head to collect the precum.&nbsp; Peter then leaned back, licking his lips as he looked back into the man's eyes.&nbsp; He felt like he'd crossed a barrier, and was a bit unsure again.&nbsp; He was beginning to almost enjoy the taste of the man too much.&nbsp; He wanted more, but the thought of just letting himself go scared him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 03:28:30</strong>
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				It was present in the boy's lust filled eyes; the eagerness to please his Daddy, Marcus knew it. Peter kissed and licked his way down the older man's furred chest, and Marcus let his boy know how much he enjoyed the kisses and licks, stroking the soft black hair, grunting in pleasure, and murmuring words of encouragement and praise. "That's it, baby...such a good boy, making Daddy so happy." <br><br>Peter slid his body down the bed until his head hovered over the older man's groin, and he gazed uncertainty at the swollen and pulsing cock, now slickly covered with pearly fluid, the head almost a dark purple. The young man hesitated a moment, resting his head on Marcus' muscled thigh, and the older man stroked the dark hair, carding it back from the boy's forehead. "Go ahead, baby. Daddy wants you to kiss it and lick it. You'll like it, I promise." He crooned softly to the young man in a deep baritone. He rested his hand on the back of Peter's head, ready to nudge him if needed.<br><br>Fortunately, the words were all the encouragement the boy seemed to need, for he leaned forward and kissed the hot shaft near the base. Marcus sighed in pleasure and smiled, as the knew he was the first to receive the boy's full lips on his cock. "Mmm, that's it. That's the way to make Daddy happy." His voice was warm and praising and he watched avidly as Peter's soft kisses continued. "Kiss it all over, baby. You don't want to miss a spot." He instructed gently, and smiled when the boy did exactly that, kissing and licking his way up the throbbing shaft until he reached the head.<br><br>Peter licked the pearly fluid welling up and Marcus watched as the young man rolled the taste around on his tongue. He smiled as their eyes met, and he petted the boy's head. "See how good it tastes? It's all for you, baby. You can have all you want. Just take Daddy's cock in your mouth, and suck on it like a good boy." His fingers feathered the dark hair as he smiled at the boy. Marcus nudged the dark head very slightly and Peter licked his lips before leaning back down. <br><br>The young man opened his mouth, and slowly began to draw the purplish head of Marcus' cock inside his mouth, his warm and wet tongue sweeping over the hot flesh as the older man sucked in his breath. "Ohh, that's it. Just like that, baby." He murmured, his fingers sliding soothingly through that black hair, tugging the curls gently. Marcus' dark eyes gazed at his cock sliding between those sweet lips, and he smiled in satisfaction. The boy's warm, virgin mouth felt absolutely amazing, hotter than many others he'd had his time. "Good baby. Take your time and taste me; discover how good it feels to have a hard cock in your mouth." Those soft lips slid along the shaft as the boy began to bob his head slightly, and Marcus groaned aloud in pleasure.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 07:04:59</strong>
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				The boy let his tongue lick the corner of his mouth while those deep chocolate eyes gazed up toward the man's own.&nbsp; The hand on his head felt better than good as Marcus threaded his fingers through the soft locks in praise of Peter's actions.&nbsp; "Yes, daddy."&nbsp; He said, quite submissively, though it was unintentionally so at the time.&nbsp; His eyes turned down to stare the large purple head of the man's cock down.&nbsp; It shimmered in the dim light from the combined fluids of his saliva and the man's precum.<br><br>Slowly, his lips parted, and Peter leaned down, taking the crown into his mouth.&nbsp; It was hot on his tongue, and the taste seemed to intensify as he began to suck straight from the source.&nbsp; Marcus' hand encouraged him more, petting the dark hair as Peter took a little more of the shaft into his mouth.&nbsp; A muffled moan came from the boy as he began to get into it, slathering the skin with the touch of his silky soft tongue.&nbsp; The older man's words were nothing but calm and guiding as the boy took about half of the man's cock into his mouth.<br><br>It began to bump his throat which is where he stopped, pulling back up to the head before slowly pushing back down.&nbsp; Peter slowly began to bob his head, sucking harder on the shaft.&nbsp; He'd seen girls do this in straight porn videos, so he was trying to mimic the actions he'd seen.&nbsp; That coupled with what he thought he would like made for an awkward yet pleasurable first blow job for the boy.&nbsp; He was actually quite enjoying it, and he didn't think that giving pleasure in this way would be pleasurable to himself.&nbsp; It was though.<br><br>The young man's hands slid onto the large, hair covered thighs of the man as he continued to pleasure him.&nbsp; His fingers were tickled by the soft hair upon the man's skin as they sought to move further up.&nbsp; They made their way to his waist but continued upward, his fingers slipping along hair covered muscle.&nbsp; He loved feeling the man.&nbsp; His body held an older, yet more refined feel to it.&nbsp; It may have just been his first experience, but Peter was beginning to think that an older man was appealing to him, at least in a few ways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 16:43:23</strong>
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				Marcus was truly enjoying himself, enjoying being the first to break in this sweet boy and show the boy what he needed to know in the realm of pleasuring another man. The first touch, the first kiss, the first taste...it all belonged to Marcus. And the older man intended on taking a few more firsts during their time together.<br><br>The boy began to bob his head and slide his lips up and down Marcus' rather large shaft. It was easy to tell the boy was inexperienced, but he made up for it in enthusiasm and eagerness, his big brown eyes widening as he suckled. The older man continued his soft praise, petting those dark locks, smiling and watching the boy's every move. "Such a good boy, Peter. Making Daddy so happy with your tongue and your mouth..." He murmured quietly, fingers stroking the black hair. For long minutes, Marcus merely watched the boy intently, not saying a word and letting the young man find his own rhythm and pace. <br><br>Not a sound in the room could be heard except for the soft creak of the mattress as Peter shifted, trying different angles and positions, and the wet sounds of the young man's suckling as Marcus' shaft slid in and out of the boy's mouth. Curious hands touched and caressed his strong body, and Marcus smiled at the boy's willingness to explore. Once tentative, now the boy's fingers boldly touched wherever the young man could reach, slipping over the older man's furred skin, covered with a fine pelt of dark hair. <br><br>Marcus grunted a bit as his balls tightened slightly, his cock giving a nice throb. It was time to show the boy more, and the older man's fingers tightened on the dark hair, gently pulling Peter's mouth off his cock, the young man letting slip a moan of disappointment. "You were so good, baby, Daddy's gonna give you a nice treat. You want a treat from Daddy, don't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 00:27:53</strong>
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				He was quite eager to please the man.&nbsp; His eyes looked upward as he had half the man's shaft buried in his mouth.&nbsp; Peter gave a soft moan as the petting of his dark hair continued, and the man's deep voice was soothing as he was praised again.&nbsp; The room slowly filled with soft slurping sounds as the young man fought to find a good rhythm for sucking the older man's cock.&nbsp; He still couldn't explain it, but the taste was quite appealing.&nbsp; Not just flesh, but the taste of his leaking fluid was strong and salty on his tongue, adding nothing but pleasant sensation to the experience.&nbsp; The musky scent of his groin wafted into his nostrils, making the young man's head swim.<br><br>Peter slowly shifted his position, trying to take more of Marcus' shaft.&nbsp; He couldn't quite seem to get it past his throat without gagging a bit, but that didn't stop him from trying.&nbsp; Meanwhile, his hands continued to explore the man's chest.&nbsp; His fingers roamed through the hair until each hand found a nipple.&nbsp; His fingers rubbed over them gently before the first two fingers of each hand enclosed on each one, rubbing on each side.&nbsp; He would have loved to bury his face in the man's chest, suckle on his hair covered skin while exploring his body, but his mouth was busy at the moment.<br><br>He lost track of how long he'd been bobbing on the man's shaft.&nbsp; Suddenly, a firm tug from the man pulled him off, a small moan escaping him as he wished to continue.&nbsp; A hand came up to wipe the excess saliva from his lips that had collected their while his eyes met the man's powerful gaze.&nbsp; He leaned into the man's chest with both hands placed atop it while he listened to the man, and then he leaned in further and gave the center of his furry chest a lick and a kiss.<br><br>"Yes, daddy...I want a treat...your boy wants a treat..."&nbsp; He said softly and sensually, probably more than he intended, and he thought adding the last part about being 'his boy' was appropriate given their age difference.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 20:34:23</strong>
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				Marcus smiled. Yes, all good boys want a treat from their Daddy, and this boy was no different. He put a hand under the boy’s chin and lifted it slightly, gazing into the beautiful eyes as he rubbed a thumb over the boy’s wet lips, wet and red and swollen from suckling his cock. “You did such a good job making Daddy happy, and now it’s time to make Daddy happy another way. You ready, baby?”<br><br>Nodding as Peter assured him he was ready, Marcus rose to his knees on the bed and patted where he had been laying. “Lay down, baby. On your belly, and let Daddy see that beautiful ass of yours.” The older man watched eagerly as the boy did as he was instructed, laying face down on the bed, his arms clutching a pillow and his legs slightly spread. “Perfect.” Marcus murmured, rubbing the boy’s now exposed backside softly with his calloused hand. “Now, up on your knees for Daddy.” Moving behind the young man, Marcus slipped his hands on either side of the boy’s hips and helped him up, smiling when he was finally positioned.<br><br>“Beautiful. Daddy likes his boy this way. Daddy likes to see everything.” And Marcus did have a lovely view of everything, those tender ass cheeks, the smooth cleft in between, nicely rounded ballsack, and the boy’s cock, hard and bobbing in front of him. Marcus began to touch the boy, smoothing over the supple skin with his fingertips, touching wherever he liked. The boy’s answering moans told him Peter was enjoying the soft touches. “You like this, don’t you? Daddy touching you…”<br><br>Positioned directly behind the boy, Marcus leaned over and kissed the small of Peter’s back, then kissed him again, and again, soft moist kisses along the smooth flesh. He kissed his way down the cleft to the young man’s buttocks, and Marcus placed a hand on each cheek, gently spreading the cleft with his thumb. “Daddy’s going to kiss you in a very special way.” He explained warmly, before leaning in and touching his tongue to the boy’s virgin pucker.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 23:55:11</strong>
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				His eyes met the older man's own as Marcus lifted his head.&nbsp; A rough thumb caressed his red, pouty lips which were wet with saliva and the man's own juices.&nbsp; Peter stared back, captivated by the man's words and the look in his eyes.&nbsp; He couldn't seem to look away.<br><br>The boy nodded slowly, his voice coming to affirm in slight words what the man wanted.&nbsp; "Yes, daddy..."&nbsp; Just after he spoke, the man moved to his knees, making Peter slip off of him for the moment.&nbsp; He bit his lips softly, chewing on it a bit as he crawled slowly to where the man had been sitting.&nbsp; Peter lowered his body down, his hands grasping the edge of the bed to pull himself further into position.&nbsp; His legs below the knees were bent putting his calves and feet pointing upward while his upper torso was propped up by his arms bent.<br><br>He looked over his shoulder at the man with bright, curious eyes as to what pleasures would come next.&nbsp; Peter's hands found a pillow to idly hold onto and squeeze, a small smile slipping to his wet lips as the older man praised the view.&nbsp; Warm hands caressed his soft, rounded backside, causing Peter to close his eyes and moan softly from his throat, his mouth closed to make them sound as hums of pleasure.<br><br>Peter did as he was told with help from Marcus, slipping his knees under him to raise his rear into the air.&nbsp; A moan answered the man's words, and soon, the older male began to explore wherever he wished, his hands running atop the boy's smooth, warm flesh.<br><br>"Y-yes, daddy...I like it..."&nbsp; He said with a light, soft voice, his head turning to look back at the man who continued to touch him as he spoke.<br><br>At first, he thought nothing of the soft kisses, giving a loud sigh as the man's stubbled face traced along his skin.&nbsp; Peter then felt his rear being spread, a soft, near inaudible whine escaping his lips as he stirred.&nbsp; "Okay..."&nbsp; He simply said, trusting the man who had only shown him pleasure and patience so far.<br><br>As soon as the man's warm wet tongue made contact with his virgin entrance, Peter gave a soft yelp in surprise which turned into an enthusiastic moan.&nbsp; "Nnngh...d-daddy..."&nbsp; He said softly before burying his face in the pillow and moaning a little louder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 03:32:25</strong>
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				Marcus' warm tongue laved the pink pucker with saliva as the boy squirmed and writhed and moaned. The older man heard the soft cries of "<em>Daddy</em>", and the young man cried it louder the more Marcus licked and probed the small opening. The boy was clean and musky, and Marcus pointed his tongue and pushed into the small dimple, slipping into the warmth and touching lightly. His hands kept the round buttocks spread open as he licked, enjoying another first from the boy's body.<br><br>Pulling his tongue back, Marcus placed a kiss on the wet entrance, before raising his head. "Did you like that?" He asked, smiling. "Daddy sure liked it. You taste so sweet..." He kissed the soft skin of Peter's ass cheeks before straightening and reaching for a tube of lubricant on the small table next to the bed. "Daddy's gonna show you more, baby." He flicked open the tube, and squirted some of the slippery liquid onto his fingers. He tossed the tube aside and rubbed the boy's buttock soothingly before running a finger down the cleft until he reached the still wet pucker. He began to gently massage the lube into the small ring of muscle, noting the boy's shiver. <br><br>"It's okay, baby...it's gonna feel so good, I promise." He murmured encouragingly as he rubbed, then gently the older man slipped a single finger inside the opening and tenderly thrust it in and out while patting the small of Peter's back for comfort. "See? Feels good, doesn't it?" And Marcus smiled when the boy thrust back tentatively. "That's it, baby. That's what Daddy likes to see..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 03:53:37</strong>
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				His voice came in soft mantra of "Oh daddy...daddy...ooooh..." though never in the same rhythm or pattern as the older man slathered the boy's entrance with his tongue.&nbsp; His moans became louder the longer Marcus played with Peter's tender pucker.&nbsp; The man's tongue worked expertly on the virgin flesh, playing along it like a well tuned instrument while Peter's moans were the beautiful song resulting from the actions.<br><br>He gasped loudly, his moans becoming drawn out as the man's tongue slipped inside just a bit.&nbsp; The boy could barely contain himself as he squirmed and buried his face into the pillow, a loud moan being muffled by its soft cotton insides.<br><br>As Marcus finally pulled back, the boy panted heavily, swallowing hard as he lifted his own head to look back at the man, his face a guise of pleasure loyalty.&nbsp; "Yes, daddy...I loved it..."&nbsp; He said, his voice broken by the pants as his chest heaved for oxygen.&nbsp; The boy rested while the man reached for the tube of lubricant.&nbsp; He was Marcus' now.&nbsp; Peter had never felt anything like that before, but he love it...he absolutely loved it.<br><br>The soft click of the cap on the lube bottle broke the silence followed by the honeyed words flowing out of the older man's mouth.&nbsp; "Oooh...please, daddy...I want more..."&nbsp; He said in a pant.&nbsp; A contented hum followed as those warm, calloused hands rubbed his flesh, one finger moving along the crevice of his rear until it prodded his shining pucker.&nbsp; It rubbed the tender entrance, making the boy wiggle his rear in pleasure, a soft moan being heard in response to the stimulation his hole was subject to.<br><br>"Yes, daddy...so good..."&nbsp; He repeated softly, and when the finger slipped inside, his breath hitched.&nbsp; He gasped audibly as he felt the thick digit enter him.&nbsp; A high pitched vocalization followed, broken softly in the air.&nbsp; His back began to arch as the finger found its home inside his puckered hole.&nbsp; Marcus moved it in and out which brought a whimpered moan from the boy.&nbsp; "D-daddy?&nbsp; Oooh...daddy..."&nbsp; He spoke softly, his eyes closed as the pleasure ran through him.&nbsp; "Y-yes, daddy...so good...sooo good...oooh"&nbsp; His lips quivered as he moaned the words out, and slowly, Peter began to do the work, thrusting his rear back onto the digit before pulling back and thrusting again, moaning very softly with each movement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 05:15:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The slick finger slipped in and out of the boy's tight pucker, and Marcus watched eagerly as the young man began to pick up on the rhythm, thrusting back onto the digit that penetrated him. Marcus rubbed the boy's back encouragingly, and murmured softly to him. "What a good boy...Daddy loves to see his boy like this." Marcus tenderly slipped another lubed finger into the small opening, stretching it slightly and smiling as Peter trembled and moaned and begged his Daddy for more.<br><br>"Tell Daddy what you want, baby. You want more, hmm?" Marcus rubbed the boy's hip and scissored his fingers, stretching the ring of muscle. "Daddy has to stretch his boy out, baby." He explained soothingly, thoroughly loosening the opening to accommodate Marcus' girth. "There, I think my boy is ready." Fingers still spread firmly in Peter's channel, Marcus reached with his free hand to grab a condom from the bowl on the table. He tore it open with his teeth and pulled it out, and swiftly rolled it down over his erection.<br><br>"You ready for Daddy, baby? You ready to make Daddy happy?" Marcus slipped his fingers out and replaced them with the very tip of his cock as he opened Peter's ass cheeks with his thumbs again, and spread him wide. "Beautiful..." He murmured, as he began to slowly press inside, the slick pink hole stretching as the head of Marcus' cock began to sink in. Marcus watched and smiled, almost in fascination, as the young man took a slick cock inside his ass for the first time. Peter's pants, gasps and moans were music to Marcus' ears, and he hissed as the crown popped through the ring. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 04:41:32</strong>
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				He'd found his rhythm, toned hips moving slowly back and forth with a soft sound to accompany each one.&nbsp; "Y-yes, daddy...I like...like being a good boy..."&nbsp; Peter said softly between breaths as his motions continued.&nbsp; The boy's hand gripped handfuls of the sheets while the other molested the pillow below him with a squeezing motion of his fingers before the young man gasped suddenly.&nbsp; "Ahh...oooh..."&nbsp; He spoke as another finger slipped inside him, and Marcus only seemed to stoke the fire.<br><br>"I...yes...I want more, daddy...more...give me more..."&nbsp; He said as his lips quivered in a whimper while those two fingers stretched his virgin entrance open.&nbsp; Peter bit his lip, a slight nod of his head as he understood what the man was doing.&nbsp; He could only for one thing, and that one thing was pointing upward toward the ceiling with its mighty girth.&nbsp; It surely wasn't a small dick the man had, and the young brunette knew it would soon be inside him.&nbsp; However, he also knew it wouldn't be painless, especially with it being his first time.&nbsp; He trusted Marcus though, and if he weren't wracked with lust right now, that fact might have scared him since he only just met the man.<br><br>His eyes glanced to the man's free hand which had grabbed a condom from the table.&nbsp; The sound of tearing paper and plastic followed while Marcus continued to finger the young male.&nbsp; Peter set his head on the pillow, swallowing silently in his throat as he waited for the moment to come, and when the man spoke, he chimed in.&nbsp; "Yes, daddy...I want to make you happy..."&nbsp; He said nervously, his voice breaking slightly near the end as his doubt showed.<br><br>The fingers fled his entrance to be replaced by the thick, warm head of the man's latex encased cock pressing against his rear.&nbsp; Peter whined softly as he felt it along with Marcus' hands spreading his cheeks a bit more.&nbsp; The one word was like hearing a pin drop to break the silence, and suddenly, a pressure was felt at his hole.&nbsp; First there was just pressure though it built slowly, and discomfort followed.<br><br>"Ahh...aahh..d-dad-dy...aaaggh..."&nbsp; He began to say as his entrance gave way.&nbsp; The man's thick girth opened him up, the head beginning to push through, and with a visible shudder through his form and a loud groaned whimper, the fat crown popped inside the boy's tender entrance.&nbsp; "Unngh...daddy...it...it hurts..."&nbsp; He said softly, his face buried in the pillow as he panted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 06:41:28</strong>
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				The older man's smile grew even wider when he heard Peter's panted words. "I know it hurts, baby, I know. But you'll get used to it, I promise." Marcus placed a warm palm on the boy's trembling back and patted him soothingly as he continued to rock his hips and slide his cock into that virgin passage. The boy was so tight and warm, and so eager and willing; Marcus groaned aloud as he sank balls deep inside the young man.<br><br>"Ahh, you're making Daddy feel so good." Marcus murmured as he drew back his hips and began to slowly thrust in and out, one hands still resting comfortably on the young man's back. The tight walls gripped his cock firmly as he stroked, and the boy's shudders and moans just added to Marcus' pleasure. "That's it, baby. Such a good boy...so tight...so warm." <br><br>He gazed down to where the pink hole was perfectly stretched around his cock, and Marcus watched his pulsing erection sink into the young man's body over and over, like a slow driving piston. Of all the pieces of ass Marcus had in his time, this was one of the hottest. He hissed and moaned, his low masculine voice reverberated around the room, and every few strokes he merely sank his cock as far as it would go and held it there, the dark prickly hair surrounding his cock tickling the flesh around the young man's anus.<br><br>"Feel that, baby? Feel how happy Daddy is?" Marcus rocked his hips against Peter's, and listened to the boy's moans and his cries for his Daddy. He rubbed and stroked over the young man's soft skin, now gleaming with sweat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 22:12:58</strong>
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				He panted hard and made soft sounds as the man's cooed promises floated into his ears.&nbsp; The touch of his hand, warm and heavy on his back, comforted the boy somewhat.&nbsp; Marcus never stopped his motions though, his hips rocking slowly back and forth, slipping his cock a bit deeper into Peter's warm, tight hole each time, and before long, the older man gave one last thrust to slowly sink the entirety of his shaft deep into the boy.&nbsp; The prickly hairs of the man's groin tickled the boy's rear as the feeling of being full washed through him.<br><br>"Unn...daddy..."&nbsp; He said with a groan as the man drew back, his shaft retreating a bit only to sink back into the boy's eager rear.&nbsp; Peter began to moan softly with each thrust as his inner walls gripped onto the thick meaty organ nicely.&nbsp; He felt every inch of it as it moved with in him, especially when it passed a rather sensitive spot inside, making the boy jump suddenly with a yelped out moan.&nbsp; "Ooooh...oooh..."&nbsp; Peter drawled out as he buried his face in the pillow, his back arching as he began to push back against the man's thrusts slightly.<br><br>The boy continued meeting the man's thrusts, the pain dulling and the pleasure mounting with each pass Marcus made inside him.&nbsp; The older man sure knew how to use his dick because Peter had never felt anything like this before.&nbsp; His mouth hung open in a perpetual state of noise...a moan, gasp, pant, or groan always escaping him.&nbsp; He loved it when the man sank balls deep inside of him, filling him up more than he thought possible.&nbsp; Peter even thought he could feel the man's dick pulse deep within him.<br><br>"Y-yes, daddy...I love making you happy...it feels so gooood..."&nbsp; He drew out the last word in a moan as he rocked his hips back against the man's groin just as Marcus rocked his own forward.&nbsp; Peter was beginning to be more active, pushing back and pulling forward.&nbsp; He was practically impaling himself on the man's dick each time, moans escaping his throat in a rampant wave of pleasure.&nbsp; They slowly began to turn into words...the one word that he loved saying so much.<br><br>"Daddy...daddy...oooh daddy...d-daddy..."&nbsp; Peter felt his balls begin to churn.&nbsp; Each thrust seemed to build the pressure in him, and if Marcus didn't stop him, he'd fuck himself right into an earth shattering orgasm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 15:20:09</strong>
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				Marcus smiled at the boy's moans, and the way the young man seemed to repeat the word "Daddy" like a mantra as he was fucked for the first time. Peter may have lacked experience but he made up for it in enthusiasm, as his round ass cheeks, spread wide by Marcus' hands, rocked back towards the pulsing erection that sank into the boy again and again. "That's it, baby...just like that. Show Daddy how much you like it." The older man's deep voice flowed like honey to the young man's ears, and Peter's answering cried told Marcus that the young man liked it very much. <br><br>Marcus' thumbs kept the now stretched pink hole wide and open as his thick cock slid in and out, and he watched greedily, the lube coated erection disappearing to the root inside the boy, and he reveled in the heat and tightness. His heavy ballsack smacked the boy's taint with every deep thrust, which was accompanied by a groan or gasp from the young man. Marcus sank his cock in roughly, pumping it as deep as he was able and holding it there, the boy's hips melded with his own almost as if he were an animal marking the young man as his. His cock completely buried inside the young man, Marcus released a soft cheek and slid his hand up the boy's bowed back, feeling the slickness of his sweat, until he reached those dark curls.<br><br>His long fingers slid into the thick strands and he gripped them, slowly pulling the boy's head back and up, the boy having no choice but to obey. "Tell Daddy...tell Daddy how much you love it. Let me hear it..." He murmured lowly as the rhythm changed and Marcus began to pump furiously into the boy's virgin ass. His own grunts and moans increased in volume, and he kept a tight hold on the young man's hair as he rutted furiously.<br><br>His request was granted as the boy almost screamed, screamed his wanton devotion and bliss as his Daddy fucked him hard and tight and deep. The boy's unbridled ecstasy sent Marcus over the edge, as his balls tightened and his cock began to pulse alarmingly, and his deep, guttural groans filled the room. He exploded inside the tight passage that wrapped his cock, filling the condom with jet after jet of his hot seed as the boy shuddered violently beneath him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 20:21:06</strong>
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				Peter was in an unstoppable rhythm now.&nbsp; He kept pushing back, doing all the work for the older man as he repeated that one word softly with groans of mixed pain and pleasure of his first fuck.&nbsp; It was amazing.&nbsp; The man's cock seemed to touch him in all the right places inside.&nbsp; The boy couldn't explain it, but he knew he couldn't stop.&nbsp; Marcus only seemed to encourage him, Peter giving a pleasurable cry in answer to him.<br><br>He felt the man hold his cheeks open while he moved back and forth, burying the thick member inside of him to the hilt before pulling of and repeating.&nbsp; Marcus began to thrust again, making each motion just that much more powerful, their flesh slapping together to fill the room with the dirty sounds of sex.&nbsp; The older man gave a hearty thrust, holding the boy in place as their bodies were made one.&nbsp; Peter whined softly as if to beg for it to keep going, but then he felt a hand running up his back which was damp with sweat.&nbsp; Fingers curled into his dark hair, gripping them before pulling.<br><br>Peter gave a soft gasp before being pulled up and back.&nbsp; He was now kneeling with his upper body vertical and pressed against the man's own muscled and furry chest.&nbsp; The boy swallowed hard as he listened, nodding to the man.&nbsp; He brought his tongue out to lick along his lips before beginning to speak.&nbsp; "I...I love it, daddy.&nbsp; I love how it feels...it feels sooo good...ooooh..."&nbsp; He moaned at the last part, the older man's hips pumping quite quickly into him, their bodies smashing together as the man's own sounds began to increase in volume.&nbsp; "...yes...yes, daddy...I love it....I love how you fuck me!"&nbsp; Peter continued, those fingers gripping his hair a bit tighter though the boy liked it despite the slight discomfort.&nbsp; Peter's voice grew in volume as the man thrust into him like a wild animal, his cock pressing into his sweet spot on every push.<br><br>"Yes!&nbsp; I love it!&nbsp; I love it, daddy!&nbsp; Fuck me!&nbsp; Harder, daddy!&nbsp; Please!"&nbsp; He nearly screamed, his eyes clenching shut.&nbsp; Marcus slammed into him a final time before the boy felt his thick cock pulsing inside of him.&nbsp; He knew what the man was doing as he groaned deeply.&nbsp; It made Peter groan as well, the mere fact that the man had just bred him sending him over the edge.&nbsp; Milky white streams of cum spurted out onto the unmarred sheets below, sullying them with his seed.&nbsp; His hole clenched around the man's shaft with each spurt, massaging the cum right out of him.<br><br>Peter panted heavily, leaning back against the man as he weakened from his orgasm.&nbsp; "Daddy..."&nbsp; He said softly, his head turning to lay back against the man's shoulder, his eyes remaining closed for the time being.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 17:19:36</strong>
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				Marcus took a minute to catch his breath, as the thick scent of spilled semen filled the air in the room. It was heavy and masculine and tangy, and the older man breathed deeply of it with a warm smile on his face. His long fingers released the black curls in his grasp, and he ran his hands up and down the boy's sides as Peter's head lay against his shoulder. The young man was exhausted, his full weight upon Marcus' thighs, which the older man bore easily.<br><br>He chuckled softly as he nuzzled the dark head. "I guess you liked that, didn't you baby?" An answering murmur from the boy told Marcus all he needed to know. He gently rubbed the young man's chest, idly running his fingers lightly over the smooth, damp skin. "You're a good boy, Peter. A very good boy." His hands settled on the boy's hips, lifting him so that Marcus could withdraw his cock from the stretched opening, no doubt sore from the boy's first experience at sex with another man. His half-flaccid member slid out, and Marcus leaned back, removing the condom and disposing of it in the wastebasket next to the bed.<br><br>Giving the boy a final kiss to his head, Marcus rose from the bed and grabbed a towel, wiping the sweat from his face and chest, then wrapping it around his hips. A fresh cloth was handed to Peter, who took it somewhat dazedly as he stood up, wincing slightly. Marcus grinned good naturedly. "Don't worry, sweetheart. You'll get used to it. Everybody's sore after the first time." He reached for a water bottle and opened it, drinking deeply, before handing one to the young man.<br><br>Marcus slipped his card key back onto his wrist and took another swig of his water. "I'm going back to the Common Room. You're free to join me if you like...I'm sure we can find something else to keep you occupied." He smiled warmly at the young man, and waited to see if Peter had had enough of male sexual delights...or if he wanted to further his exploration. Because if that was the case, Marcus could think of endless possibilities for them both.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 20:43:50</strong>
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				He let his head lay back against the man's firm shoulder when his strong fingers let his hair free.&nbsp; Peter didn't want to move.&nbsp; He felt quite happy just sitting on the man's lap, safe and secure.&nbsp; He felt the man nuzzle against the side of his head which Peter lazily pressed back against.<br><br>"Mmm..."&nbsp; Came Peter's soft voice as his breath caught back up with him.&nbsp; The man called him a good boy, and he couldn't help but smile while Marcus rubbed his chest idly.&nbsp; <br><br>Eventually, he was lifted by the man, a small grunt coming from Peter's throat as the man withdrew his member.&nbsp; Peter moved forward on all fours before collapsing slowly on his stomach on the bed.&nbsp; He was still a bit sore, but he couldn't say he didn't thoroughly enjoy it.&nbsp; With a kiss on his head, Marcus slid from the bed.&nbsp; Peter didn't see what he was doing until a towel was set beside him.<br><br>Peter leaned on his side to grab it before scooting to the edge of the bed and sitting.&nbsp; He glanced up at the man before blushing, his hands unfolding the towel and wiping the seed from his stomach that had smeared there when he'd collapsed down onto the bed.<br><br>He stood with a slight flinch and soft hiss as his rear stung just a little.&nbsp; Peter's face burned a bit deeper as Marcus gave reassuring words.&nbsp; The boy took the bottle offered to him before opening it and drinking some.<br><br>"Sure.&nbsp; It's been...fun, so far."&nbsp; He gave a sheepish grin before following the man who opened the door.&nbsp; Peter stayed close behind Marcus eying him the entire way.&nbsp; He found himself wanting to touch the man more, but he refrained as he was still quite shy about such things in public.<br><br>They made their way to the common room shortly after leaving Marcus' personal room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 16:47:38</strong>
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				The trio had exited the common chamber only a few minutes after Marcus and Peter had arrived.&nbsp; Eager eyes were all on Peter as they walked, Marcus leading the tall, dark marine with his chiseled arm wrapped snugly around the obviously frightened boy.&nbsp; He bit his lip as the door to the private rooms were opened, and once more, he walked into the corridor lined with white doors.<br><br>Marcus fingered his key card anxiously, rubbing its edges with a hunger that seemed just as insatiable as when Peter first came in with him.&nbsp; The card was swiped, the light turning green just before Marcus turned the handle to open the door.&nbsp; His room had been cleaned while they were gone, fresh water, condoms, and lube set out and clean, white sheets spread on the bed.<br><br>The click of the door closing sent a chill up Peter's spine, and he pulled away from Chaz who was reluctant to let go.&nbsp; The man held his arm tight, Peter's blue eyes turning upward to look at him before pulling a bit harder to free his arm.&nbsp; The boy moved to Marcus, wrapping his arms around him like a lost child finding his father.<br><br>The man's scent calmed him a bit, the fur of his chest tickling his cheek as he nuzzled against his skin.&nbsp; He knew why he was there, and he wasn't going to be rude to Chaz.&nbsp; However, it was clear, at the moment, that Peter felt much more comfortable with Marcus.&nbsp; The young man let go, looking up at Marcus who spoke softly and encouragingly to him.<br><br>He turned back to Chaz, swallowing hard before moving back to him.&nbsp; "D-daddy...said I should...get to know you."&nbsp; He said softly, looking up into the man's dark eyes.&nbsp; His hands were hesitant, but slowly he moved to wrap his arms around Chaz as he had Marcus, his cheek touching the hot skin.&nbsp; His body was hard and smooth, and each movement could be felt as his muscles flexed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 00:43:29</strong>
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				Chaz’s face couldn’t hide a smile that showed sadistic and masochistic tendencies as the boy moved to hug his ‘daddy’ Marcus. Chaz’s cock couldn’t help but strain under the towel as Peter told him that the two were to get to know one another. Chaz looked at Marcus to see if it was for real. A similar smile painted itself across the older marine’s lips.<br><br>“Oh don’t worry boy, it’ll only be a few minutes. My black cock’ll shoot real fast in your tight ass.” Chaz tousled the top of Peter’s hair as he guided the boy to find one of Chaz’s protruding nipples. Peter was basically skin and bones compared to the meaty Chaz who honed his muscles after years of life in the marines. His body was a temple and he was totally proud of it.<br><br>“Shit man, he calls you daddy too?” Chaz smiled at Marcus. The marine had never done any role playing, but he had to admit Peter calling Marcus ‘daddy’ was fucking hot. Chaz wanted to get into the tight ass, let loose some sperm into a condom, and then move onto his next conquest. It was his style. “You trained this one well. I hope he’s tight for me. Quick suck and fuck,” Chaz looked down. “Right boy? One happy family.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 03:59:42</strong>
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				The three men stepped into the room and the door closed behind them with a soft click. Marcus glanced quickly around the room, just to make sure things were set up and ready for another round of action when Peter started pulling away from the intimidating black Marine. The man's dark eyes narrowed slightly and Marcus watched him keenly, for he knew the other man was chomping at the bit to get a piece of the boy. The young man finally pulled free and stepped to the older man, wrapping arms around his body and nuzzling his chest almost with a whimper.<br><br>Marcus hugged the boy warmly, and glanced over the boy's head at the other man, winking briefly. He realized he'd have to calm the boy and guide him into interaction with the other man. Marcus kissed the boy's dark hair and shushed him. "Don't be nervous baby, Daddy's right here. I'm not going anywhere. He just wants to make you feel good, the way I did." He looked over the boy's head at the other man and nodded to him. "What's your name?" The boy would feel better if he knew the man's name, and at least he wouldn't be a faceless stranger. The dark man grinned as he spoke, and his eyes roamed the boy like Peter was his last meal.<br><br>"Nice to meet you, Chaz. I'm Marcus...and this is Peter." He murmured quietly, still holding the young man to his chest. Firmly but gently, he turned the boy so he was facing Chaz, and Marcus whispered in the boy's ear. "Go ahead, baby, it's okay. Daddy wants to see you make a new friend." He grinned over the boy's shoulder at Chaz, who grinned back, showing an almost feral looking row of blinding white teeth. <br><br>Marcus nuzzled Peter's ear, then nudged him gently into Chaz's muscled arms and the dark skinned Marine wasted no time in guiding Peter's lips to a stiff brown nipple. Marcus watched, a protective hand on Peter's back rubbing comforting circles on the boy's skin. "Yeah, I'm his daddy...he's a real good boy. Real good..." He patted Peter on the back as the young man licked the stiff nub against his lips, and Marcus' cock started to swell underneath his towel. He quickly loosened the cloth and tossed it aside, and sliding a hand against Peter's waist he slowly removed the boy's towel as well while the young man was busily suckling on the dark skinned Marine's chest. Marcus and Peter were now naked and the older man eyed Chaz's towel and was eager to see what was beneath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>27-11-2009, 06:02:37</strong>
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				With a tussle to his hair, the boy swallowed slightly before being guided to one of the dark nubs of flesh on the man's chest.&nbsp; His hands hesitantly came up to rest on either hip where the man's towel was still wrapped.&nbsp; Peter's mouth opened and his lips came in contact with the marine's nipple.&nbsp; He sucked lightly at first, his tongue flicking over it as he held onto the man.&nbsp; His eyes closed as he tried to please Chaz.&nbsp; The young man began to notice the differences between the two men, even now.&nbsp; Chaz was smooth and perhaps a little less beefy than Marcus though that was not an indication of less muscle.&nbsp; The man was quite ripped, so Peter attributed the difference to bone structure and genes.<br><br>He felt his 'daddy's' hand grab at his towel, pulling it away to leave him exposed.&nbsp; Peter blushed a bit, his cock uncovered to reveal its hard state, but he didn't stop paying attention to the man's nipple.&nbsp; "Mmmf..."&nbsp; He moaned softly against the dark chest, the nipple vibrating between his lips.<br><br>Marcus' words were encouraging, and he didn't understand how it made him feel so good to be called a 'good boy' by someone he'd just met...someone who he came to know as 'daddy.'&nbsp; That, too, was not understood either, but he knew he liked it...when he called the older man that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>27-11-2009, 22:29:30</strong>
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				Chaz closed his eyes and threw his head back as his nipple was attended to. One rough hand found it's way to the back of Peter's head, pushing it further against his chest. The other moved to the towel that covered his dick. Chaz untucked the towel and it fell to the ground. Chaz's black cock was exposed, it's hardness turning an almost eggplant color as it slowly engorged.<br><br>"Got a pretty boy cock too." Chaz said smiling at Marcus. The hand that undid his towel reached down and pawed at Peter's cock. "Soft and a perfect size." Chaz's hand moved to his own black cock and he traced the leaking head against Peter's dick. The man's cock continued to grow as it poked at Peter.<br><br>"I'd like to taste a little of his pussy, Marcus. Would you mind?" Chaz licked his lips and smiled. "I'll be quick."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 03:15:46</strong>
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				Marcus licked his lips as the dark organ belonging to the Marine was exposed and began to swell and harden. He wouldn't mind taking a crack at that sweet piece of dark flesh himself, but he knew Chaz had other plans for his cock, namely shoving it between Peter's soft ass cheeks. Chaz commented on Peter's attributes and Marcus grinned as he ran his hands over Peter's body, tracing over his back, cupping his soft buttocks, nibbling on an earlobe. "Can't wait to see you taking his cock, baby. You're gonna love it, having it inside you." He murmured into Peter's ear.<br><br>He watched as the two men rubbed their cocks together, then Chaz spoke, wanting a taste of the boy. Marcus grinned and traced Peter's ear with his tongue. "He wants to taste you, baby." He reached down and curled his hand around both their cocks, his fingers barely covering the combined circumference of both engorged members. He began to stroke both organs slowly, while smiling at Chaz. "I'd like a taste myself...I've always liked chocolate." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 05:16:24</strong>
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				Another moan, soft and eager, emitted from the boy's throat as an encouraging hand moved to cup the back of his head.&nbsp; Peter doubled his efforts, sucking harder at the dark nub and nipping at it between his teeth.&nbsp; Movement below him followed by cloth brushing his leg let him know that the marine had shed his only clothing, the towel which had blocked he and Marcus' view.<br><br>"Mmm..."&nbsp; The boy moaned again, his cock the recipient of attention now as Chaz rubbed his hand against it.&nbsp; The young man pulled away from the dark chest, looking down at the purplish piece of meat below.&nbsp; It was impressive, rivaling Marcus own weapon which he'd been impaled on earlier.&nbsp; The man was quite excited, it seemed, leaking all over Peter's cock as it reached full hardness.<br><br>He looked over his shoulder at the man who was now behind him, hands roaming over his body, rubbing his back, groping his ass, and chewing on his ear.&nbsp; The boy was the meat in a muscle sandwich, and he was beginning to enjoy himself.&nbsp; "Nnn...daddy..."&nbsp; He moaned out softly as Marcus nibbled on his ear from behind, the furry chest brushing his back and making him shiver.<br><br>The boy wondered if Marcus would let Chaz do as he wished, but instead of Marcus answering the man first, he spoke softly to Peter while a hand curled around both men's cocks to stroke them slowly.&nbsp; He nodded at the man's words, comfortable that Marcus was there.&nbsp; He seemed to be loosening up some at being near the marine.<br><br>Peter put a hand on Chaz chest and gently pushed him away while simultaneously pulling away from Marcus.&nbsp; He turned to the bed, moving toward it and climbing on it.&nbsp; Peter let his ass face both men as he kept his position, his legs spread to allow either man access to him.&nbsp; "I'm ready then..."&nbsp; He said, looking over his shoulder at the two older men.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 20:50:16</strong>
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				Chaz was on fire. He was totally gonna get some boy cunt and had the chance of playing with a hot marine daddy. “Once you go black…” Chaz said with a broad grin to Marcus.<br><br>He watched as the boy hobbled up to the bed and notified the others he was ready. “Hot damn!” Chaz said, unable to contain his elation. The pink hole was just waiting to be tasted. Chaz wouldn’t let the boy down.<br><br>The marine took a few steps to the bed, stroking his cock. He bent over and opened his mouth. The boy’s pucker quivered slightly. Chaz flicked his tongue out, tasting the salty sweat on the hole. His hands found each boy cheek and spread them apart.<br><br>“Shit, he’s tight.” Chaz said coming up from his lapping at the pink hole. “I hope I don’t rip him.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 00:20:31</strong>
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				Chuckling good-naturedly at Chaz's comment, Marcus ran a meaty, long fingered hand over the dark-skinned man's back, feeling every tendon and sinew and muscle. The Marine was as fine a specimen of human flesh as he'd ever seen, and Marcus had seen plenty. "Damn...would've liked to have seen you in action, Chaz. Bet you sent more than your share of those Taliban fuckers to see their 72 virgins, huh?" He murmured into the other man's ear, brushing up behind him as Chaz bent, spreading the young man's cheeks and tasting the boy's sweet pucker.<br><br>Marcus watched eagerly, watched Peter moan and shudder at the lapping of the warm tongue on his hole, watched Chaz knead the soft buttocks in his grasp. "He's tight, but he's sweet, ain't he?" Marcus grinned and rubbed his tumescent organ along the cleft of the Marine's taut cheeks. His hands roamed the man's skin, deceptively soft over the finely chiseled exterior. At the man's mention of ripping however, Marcus could see Peter tense and cower, and look over his shoulder in fright. <br><br><em>Shit,</em> he thought to himself, <em>The kid's gonna be screaming in here, and that's not good.</em><br><br>Marcus moved out from behind Chaz to kneel on the bed and slip a hand into Peter's dark locks, petting them. "It's okay, baby. Daddy's here, Daddy's not gonna let anyone hurt you." He glanced back at the dark Marine. "Just ease him into it, okay? Stretch him real good, and everything'll be fine." Marcus peered back at the boy. "Give Daddy a smile, baby." He brushed the dark hair back from the boy's forehead gently and smiled warmly at the young man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 02:06:20</strong>
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				"Ahhh!"&nbsp; A surprised moan escaped Peter's lips as the marine's tongue slid over his tight pucker.&nbsp; It quivered under the slather of Chaz's saliva.&nbsp; Two strong hands gripped either cheek, spreading them apart so the man could have further access to his entrance.&nbsp; A few more licks at his hole went by, leaving the boy with shaky limbs...that was until Chaz spoke of ripping.<br><br>Peter looked over his shoulder, eyes wide as a soft whine escaped his lips.&nbsp; "Nnn..."&nbsp; He shook softly.<br><br>Luckily, Marcus had noticed and climbed on the bed to kneel next to the young man.&nbsp; Familiar fingers threaded through his dark hair which Peter responded to by nuzzling into the man's hand.&nbsp; His words calmed him from the small fright, and Peter looked up at the man with soft blue eyes.<br><br>Marcus looked away for a moment to exchange a few words with Chaz.&nbsp; It made him feel better knowing he would be there.&nbsp; He smiled softly at the man when told to, his hand reaching over to rub one furry thigh just as the man fingered the hair at his forehead, brushing it back to reveal his face more.<br><br>Peter's hand worked upward toward Marcus' groin, his hand closing in on the hard cock there.&nbsp; It was familiar and he loved playing with it before.&nbsp; He hoped Marcus would let him again.&nbsp; The young man wrapped his fingers around it, giving it a few slow strokes.&nbsp; "Mmm...let me suck you, daddy..."&nbsp; He said softly, a smile on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 23:09:59</strong>
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				Chaz felt the older man pet down his back and he smiled. Marcus was totally into it too. "There aren't enough veiled virgins to cover all the terrorists I sent to hell." He snickered.<br><br>"Totally sweet." Chaz looked at Marcus and nodded. He put an ebony finger to the pink hole and pushed slightly, breaking the tight seal and entering the boy pussy. Chaz filled his mouth with saliva and then like a huge glob drip to his finger as it pushed in further.<br><br>The marine slowly worked around the inside of the boy, trying to loosen the tight muscles...not too much, Chaz expected some friction, but enough that the boy wouldn't get too damaged. "Open up a little bit boy. Daddy Marcus doesn't want you to get hurt." Chaz smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 05:32:45</strong>
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				The young man wrapped familiar fingers around Marcus' erection, and expressed his desire for his Daddy once again. Marcus nodded and smiled, stroking the soft black hair. This would be the easiest way to calm and relax the boy until Chaz could stuff his thick organ into Peter's tight hole.<br><br>"Go ahead, baby. Make Daddy feel good." He gazed down into Peter's eyes, and watched as the young man pulled the now familiar cock to his lips and begin to kiss it and lick it eagerly. The boy let out a moan and Marcus could tell the young man was relaxing his body now that he had his Daddy's cock to play with. He glanced over at Chaz, who was busily working now two fingers into the stretched opening, and Marcus could scent the rising aroma of male lust and desire in the room. <br><br>Peter slipped his pink lips over the head of Marcus' erection and began to suckle, his beautiful eyes closed in pleasure. Marcus now rested both hands on the young man's head, holding him steady as he began to thrust his hips slightly, working his cock deeper and deeper into the boy's mouth and throat, and savoring the feel of that warm tongue along his hot shaft. Peter gripped the cock with one hand, and reached down with the other to cradle the older man's low hanging sack between his other fingers, feeling the heavy orbs within.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 22:49:10</strong>
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				Peter moaned as the finger pressed into him, and it was quickly followed by the feel of something slippery and wet oozing down to coat the finger and his entrance.&nbsp; "Ahh...nnn..."&nbsp; He whimpered, trying to relax, but that wasn't an easy task given the situation.&nbsp; He had a rather menacing marine behind him probing his entrance though luckily, Marcus was nearby.<br><br>His eyes looked up to the man as his hair was petted.&nbsp; Peter nodded before turning his eyes to the thick shaft before him, his lips leaning in to give it kisses at first.&nbsp; The head had begun to leak slowly, the fluid smearing on his lips before his tongue slipped out to lick them and lap at the head.&nbsp; "Mmm...aammnnn..."&nbsp; The boy moaned out as his attention was focused elsewhere, his body beginning to relax.<br><br>A second finger prodded his entrance as the boy slipped his pinkish lips over the crown of his daddy's cock, sucking on it gently at first as his eyes closed.&nbsp; He didn't have to do much work as Marcus took hold of his head and slowly began to thrust his hips, sliding his cock deeper into Peter's mouth.&nbsp; The head bumped the back of the boy's throat, and he concentrated to allow it past.&nbsp; His tongue rubbed under the shaft, licking at it and savoring the musky flavor.<br><br>The boy brought one hand up to wrap around the remainder of the shaft, squeezing it firmly while his other cupped the rather full balls in his hands.&nbsp; They were heavy as he held them, massaging them gently before tugging on them a bit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 20:46:36</strong>
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				Chaz marveled at how well the boy Peter listened to his daddy Marcus and began to suck the bear's cock. "Christ, he's amazing." Chaz repeated himself while shaking his head. His rough black fingers still prodded the inside of the boy's chute which had managed to loosen up slightly. The pink hole stretched nicely and was just about ready to take the black dick.<br><br>The marine went back to his knees, angling Peter's back end down. Chaz's tongue once again flicked against the hole and then dove in. The boy tasted salty and sweet, his hole opening up and massaging Chaz's wet lapping. Chaz pulled out and blew on the hole which winked at him in return. He grinned and stood back up, moving over to the table to grab a condom.<br><br>Chaz ripped open the foil package and took out the condom. The clear latex covered his purple cock. Chaz always thought that clubs like this should keep black colored condoms in ready supply - it just wasn't the same this way. Though, it could be viewed as a bit sexier - his cock clearly looked amazing in the white-ish, clear rubber.<br><br>The marine stepped forward and pushed his cock against the tight hole. "Ready boy?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 22:42:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus had an eyeful, watching Peter and Chaz at the same time, a perfect view from his vantage point. Peter's moans and groans from the dark Marine tongue fucking his pucker translated to erotic vibrations along Marcus' engorged cock as the boy bobbed his head along the slick shaft. Marcus kept a helpful hand on the young man's head, guiding him up and down as Peter sucked and licked, clearly enjoying the taste and feel of his Daddy's cock, and Marcus stroked the dark curls and petted the boy in praise.<br><br>The young man's muffled voice, mumbling the word "Daddy" as he suckled, caused the older man to smile and nod. "Yeah, you're a good boy." He assured Peter he was being a good boy and making his Daddy happy. A glance over to the other man revealed Chaz preparing his erection, sliding on the protective latex and lining up the tip of his cock with the boy's wet and stretched entrance. Marcus grinned widely; he wanted to see Chaz bury that cock of his inside the boy and begin a smooth rhythm before Marcus took his place behind the other Marine. Sliding his own stiff member between those two muscled cheeks was something he was looking forward to.<br><br>He nodded to Chaz and glanced back down at Peter, who looked up at him, wide-eyed, as Marcus knew he would when he felt the tip of the other man's cock begin to penetrate him. "Look up at me, baby." He could feel Peter's body shudder as the dark man slipped the fat crown through the ring of muscle. "It's okay, baby...just relax, it's gonna feel good, Daddy promises it'll feel good. Relax for me, baby..." He crooned softly to the boy, who trembled and shook, and Marcus soothed him with strokes of his hand through the dark strands of hair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 03:43:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				More moans vibrated themselves along Marcus' shaft.&nbsp; Chaz was doing a good job of making the boy squirm.&nbsp; His tongue lapped over the pink flesh, diving in to savor his salty sweet flavor a bit before a bit of air crossed his tender flesh, making it twitch and flex involuntarily.<br><br>"Mmmmf...mmm..."&nbsp; Peter moaned around the cock in his mouth.&nbsp; His head bobbed slowly up and down on Marcus' cock.&nbsp; It had a taste and smell that he was used to.&nbsp; He yearned for it.&nbsp; The man petted his head softly which only encouraged him.<br><br>The tearing of something behind him told him that Chaz was moving on.&nbsp; The condom was going on, so he would soon have an ass full of thick, black cock.<br><br>"Mmm..gah-deh..."&nbsp; Came the muffled word as he continued to suckle on the thick member in his mouth.&nbsp; He felt the tip of Chaz' cock kiss his entrance, making the boy shiver, his hand moving to grasp Marcus hip.&nbsp; His eyes looked upward to meet the darker pair of the man he'd been sucking.<br><br>He kept staring at the man, his body shuddering under him, and soon, he felt pressure at his pucker.&nbsp; "Mmm...mmmgh..."&nbsp; Peter groaned as Chaz pushed harder, Marcus' doing his best to calm the boy.&nbsp; Peter pulled his mouth off the cock, his other hand gripping onto the furry daddy above him.<br><br>"Naaagh!"&nbsp; Peter cried out as the thick crown passed into him, making him pant quickly.&nbsp; "D-daddy...oooh..fuuuck..."&nbsp; The boy said, leaning down and burying his face in his arms.&nbsp; Marcus petted him still, making him feel a bit better, but it was only his second time ever.&nbsp; "Yes, daddy..."&nbsp; He whimpered softly out as he tried to make himself relax and not thing about the pain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 04:31:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chaz's rubber covered cock touched the hole. He held it firmly with one hand and pushed even harder. Finally the seal gave and the head popped into the tight chute. "Fucking A!" Chaz hissed as his cock was nearly bit off by the hole. "Jesus Christ he's tight, shit bro!" Chaz looked at Marcus with a slight wince. The black marine then grinned widely.<br><br>Chaz held his eggplant cock just slightly in the boy pussy he pet the boy's back, offering a little encouragement. He frankly didn't care about the boy. He was just another tight hole that will help him shake some seed out into a condom. Chaz pushed another inch in. The boy got tighter as Chaz's girth entered.<br><br>He joked to Marcus. "Where can I get one of these? You should be bottling this shit and selling it on the corner." Chaz snickered. He put one hand on the top of the boy's bubble ass and another on his hip. Chaz pushed further into Peter and wiggled slightly. It would be difficult for the boy to take him in entirety if he didn't loosen up a bit more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 23:01:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The grunting and hissing from Chaz as he worked his fat cock inside the boy's passage didn't go unnoticed by Marcus. The older man watched as the Marine diligently fed the boy his erection one long inch at a time, pulling back slightly then thrusting forward again to sink another inch into the tight passage. With each thrust Peter moaned and shivered as he was slowly penetrated by the huge organ, and Marcus stroked his hair to provide comfort. "Spread your legs a bit, baby...open yourself up and relax and it won't hurt so much." He whispered to the shuddering boy, truly not wanting him to be in excruciating pain. <br><br>Marcus slid one knee off the bed and stood, bending to kiss the young man on his head, then straightening to step behind Chaz. He swiped the tube of lubricant off the table next to the bed and snicked the cap with his thumb, reaching around the thrusting Marine's torso to drizzle some of the slippery substance along Peter's stretched opening. "Now try it." He murmured to Chaz while nuzzling the cord's of the man's neck. <br><br>The older man turned his focus to the flexing buttocks of the Marine, and he stroked them with one hand, admiring each curve and hollow. He stepped close and rubbed his own erection along the cleft of the fine ass cheeks, his hand now stroking along silky smooth skin, along the curve of the man's hip, slipping around to tease a dark nipple on a rippling chest. He explored the other man's body while frotting his cock along the Chaz's rear, then grabbed a condom from the table for himself and stripped the package open, removing the latex circle and unrolling it onto his already weeping erection. <br><br>He slicked the latex covered cock with lube and after tossing the tube aside, spread those muscled buttocks with both hands, his thumbs exposing the dark pucker. "You ready?" He grunted, as the dark-skinned Marine began to thrust in earnest inside the boy, and the young man's loud groans filled the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 01:35:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The marine's words from behind him didn't do much to help his discomfort, and it seemed like each new inch of the dark man's cock that went in him only made the pain worse.&nbsp; Chaz was slowly rocking his hips, feeding one inch after the other and pulling out between thrusts before adding more pressure.&nbsp; Peter shifted on his knees, spreading himself a bit as Marcus said though his hole continued to clench around the thick cock being pushed into him.<br><br>"Nnn...nnnngh...oh f-fuck...f-fuuuck..."&nbsp; Peter groaned out softly, his teeth gritting as Chaz continued the onslaught.&nbsp; It felt like the man was pushing a tree trunk into him though in reality he was just well endowed, and Peter was made ever aware of this fact.<br><br>He lifted his head a bit to look up at Marcus when the kiss landed up on his head.&nbsp; The older man was leaving his side for the moment, and it made Peter whimper.&nbsp; His head returned to being buried in his arms which were crossed under him, but Chaz never relented in thrusting into him.&nbsp; The man had half his cock in already, but after a moment, he felt the slippery feel of lube being drizzled around the remainder of the man's cock and his stretched pucker.<br><br>Peter had no idea what the two men behind him were doing.&nbsp; In the forefront of his mind was the pain and discomfort of taking the dark marine's dick into his inexperienced hole.&nbsp; He heard the sounds from behind him and a few words passed between.&nbsp; It seemed Marcus was going to fuck Chaz, and he began to wonder what that meant for him.&nbsp; "Ahhnngh...mm...fuck...oooh...fuck..."&nbsp; Peter kept saying softly, hissing out the words as his muscles flexed.&nbsp; A sheen of sweat began to appear on his skin and his breath became hurried as the sensation of taking the man's sizable cock flowed through him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 21:59:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chaz hadn’t experienced a threesome in a good five years and his cock was happy. He watched as Marcus assured Peter everything would be all right. Even though a huge marine daddy, Marcus had a tenderness with the boy. It was erotic beyond words. Chaz watched Marcus pet Peter and encouraged him. It made Chaz want to push further, harder, and faster. For now he just held his cock fully inside Peter.<br><br>The ebony marine pulled halfway out of the boy as he held onto the hips. “What?” Chaz asked with Marcus now standing behind him. He swallowed nervously. Chaz wasn’t afraid and he had taken a guy before, he wasn’t as big as Marcus and it was a few years ago.<br><br>An effect of his nervousness, Chaz began to shove forward and backward. He fucked Peter as he considered Marcus’ question. He felt the daddy’s hand run along his tight ass. Chas reached a finger around and pushed it against the black hole. It popped past the seal and he tried to loosen himself up slightly.<br><br>“Uh, yeah, go ahead.” Chaz pulled Peter back on his hips so he could bend over, but still be implanted in the boy.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 17:15:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus watched as the leatherneck bent over, giving him easier access to the dark pucker. The older man didn't hesitate as he pressed the tip of his cock to the small opening and pressed in. His hands gripped the other Marine's hips tightly, fingers digging into the dark, slick skin as he could feel the ring of muscle stretch tightly, and every ridge could be felt sliding over the head of his cock. Fuck, the other man was tight, as tight as the boy, but Marcus knew the dark Marine could take a good ass pounding whereas the boy couldn't. <br><br>Grunting lowly, the crown suddenly popped through the tight ring and Marcus grinned. Goddamn, that felt good. His fingers squeezed tighter on the other man's skin as his hips began a slow thrusting, sinking his cock further into that dark heat. He could hear the other man groan loudly at the penetration, but Marcus didn't stop. Chaz had stopped his thrusting into the boy for a moment to allow Marcus to seat himself fully inside, and then they could set up a comfortable rhythm. <br><br>With each thrust, the muscle was stretched, and his fat cock slid further inside, until eventually his low hanging sack brushed taut skin and fur. "Goddamn, you're as tight as my boy over there..." Marcus chuckled softly once he bottomed out. He enjoyed the heat and tight pressure around his shaft for a moment, then his hips retreated as he began the thrust. The dark marine hissed as he did the same, pulling out of the boy just as Marcus was thrusting inside him, and the lusty, wet sounds of bodies slapping together began to fill the room, heavily doused in the scent of male sex.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 21:21:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus had left him for now, and that made Peter a little nervous.&nbsp; He breathed heavily with the thick piece of marine meat deep in him only to have it pulled halfway out, making him groan softly.&nbsp; "Unngh..."&nbsp; The soft sound came from under the boy as he kept his face planted in his arms.&nbsp; A few moments later, Chaz began to thrust into him, forward and back.&nbsp; He gave slow thrusts in before pulling halfway out again before repeating, and each thrust made the boy groan out.&nbsp; Peter could feel the man's dark sack slapping against his rear below his stuffed hole and just before his own balls.<br><br>The thrusting suddenly stopped, and a deep groan was heard behind him.&nbsp; It wasn't Marcus.&nbsp; No, it was Chaz.&nbsp; The older man must have just entered him.&nbsp; He heard Marcus' words which made him smile softly, but the thrusting soon continued.&nbsp; The pace returned to normal, and Peter gave soft groans each time the man's thick eggplant colored shaft filled him full.&nbsp; However, the pace quickened.&nbsp; It seemed both men were getting more and more into the action.<br><br>Chaz increased his speed, pounding harder into Peter.&nbsp; The boy actually had to grab onto the edge of the mattress.&nbsp; His teeth gritted as the power behind the man's thrust grew, and each time he bottomed out, he hit flesh deep within the boy that made him whimper.&nbsp; "Haaa...ahhh...aa...d-daddy!&nbsp; Ooh...ooh fuck!"&nbsp; Peter groaned out, his voice growing in volume with each thrust until he called out for his 'daddy' a bit more.&nbsp; "D-daddy...oooh...d-daddy!&nbsp; Fuuuck!&nbsp; Ahh!&nbsp; It...ahh...it h-hurts!"&nbsp; He whimpered out loudly as the thrusting began to overcome him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 03:29:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chaz had been fucked before. It didn't happen all the time, but he could handle it. Marcus' daddy dick hurt like hell, but Chaz managed with holding his breath and focusing on the boy underneath him. "Ohhhh..." Chaz groaned as the cock fully penetrated him and Marcus grabbed onto him. Chaz managed to cock a grin at the complement - there was nothing worse than a loose bottom. <br><br>With each of Marcus' thrusts forward, Chaz instinctively thrust forward with a grunt into Peter. As the boy began to whimper and cry Chaz's arm snaked around so that his hand cupped over Peter's mouth. "Shh, my black cock is just getting used to your pussy, boy. Your little hole needs more time to adjust." At the last word Chaz shot his hips forward to stress the point.<br><br>A few more thrusts and Chaz let the boy go. He then pushed the thin hips forward and pulled his cock out. He leaned, his back pushing up against Marcus' furry chest. "Turn over, boy."<br><br>Chaz watched as the boy turned onto his back. "Stroke your little boy cock." The marine smiled as he looked down. Marcus' cock was still lodged in his tight black hole. "Not too bad, huh Daddy?" Chaz snickered. He watched the boy finger his cock. "Hold your legs, baby, I'm going back in." Chaz leaned forward and once again pushed his cock into Peter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torch</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 06:32:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His thick cock buried itself inside the dark Marine over and over again, and Marcus was beginning to work up a bit of a sweat, droplets beading along his temple and on the dark fur coating his chest. The dark ring of muscle belonging to Chaz relaxed slightly, allowing Marcus to thrust more smoothly as they found a sweaty rhythm together, with the thrusting of Marcus' hips echoed by Chaz as he filled the boy's slick passage. <br><br>Marcus could hear the young man cry out for his Daddy, and Marcus grinned; even with another man's cock inside him the boy was attached to the older man. Marcus didn't mind; the boy was sweet and the older man found himself a bit fond of the young man. Chaz pulled back, his cock sliding out of the boy's stretched hole, and his dark skin pressed against the fur of Marcus' chest. Marcus hissed in appreciation and rested a hand on the Marine's shoulder as he continued pressing into the man.<br><br>Peter flipped himself over at Chaz's order, and the leatherneck told him to stroke himself. Marcus peered over Chaz's broad shoulder and watched, licking his lips at the expression on Peter's face; it was of pain coupled with pleasure. He couldn't wait to get the boy down to the Dungeon and show him the heights of ecstasy brought about by Marcus' hand. <br><br>"Not bad at all, Chaz. By the look of his cock, he likes you." He murmured into the other man's ear, chuckling; Peter's cock was stiff and quivering as Chaz pressed his thick member back inside the boy's entrance, and the young man cried out at the penetration, pulling his legs back as the Marine commanded. Marcus resumed his thrusting, his own cock burying itself fiercely inside the dark man with a deep grunt.<br><br>"Fuck yeah..." He muttered, his hips beginning to snap back and forth, in time with Chaz, the shock wave from both men sweeping back and forth between them, and the bed began to rock slightly with the force of their fucking.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 18:19:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Just shortly after his whimpers had begun, a dark skinned hand snaked around to muffle them.&nbsp; "Mmmf!"&nbsp; He cried out as the man shot his hips forward, pressing the thick member into him fully and renewing the pain he felt.&nbsp; His dark eyes clenched shut as Chaz pumped into him several more times until at one point, the man pushed his hips away and pulled out.<br><br>"Ah...aahhh!"&nbsp; Peter whined as the fat head of Chaz' dick pulled free.&nbsp; He panted as an emptiness flowed through him.&nbsp; The boy's hole flexed closed as if to keep the intruder out though he knew it was far from over.<br><br>Peter flipped over, his back resting on the clean sheets below.&nbsp; He now stared up at the man who was bombarding his rear with such mixed sensations.&nbsp; He thought Marcus was painful, and he had to admit that the experience wasn't painless before.&nbsp; The man had a daddy dick for sure, but Chaz seemed to open him just that much more.&nbsp; The rumors of black men seemed to be true as evident by the pain in his rear.<br><br>He was taken aback with the man's comment, finding it a little insulting.&nbsp; The man was, indeed, crass and belittling, but he wanted to make Marcus happy.&nbsp; He wrapped his hand around his own cock which was not little as the man wrongly pointed out.&nbsp; It was decidedly average as far as the size spectrum went, and it suited him perfectly.&nbsp; He stroked it slowly at first, letting the pleasure begin to overshadow the pain.<br><br>The two older men seemed to share words between them, whispered and obscured from Peter's ears.&nbsp; He felt small in that moment as if he were the true 'boy' in the room.<br><br>Peter felt the head of Chaz' monster press against his hole again and his body tensed.&nbsp; He pressed in, the head popping through, making the boy cry out again.&nbsp; "Nnnaaaagh!"&nbsp; His head fell back as the cock spread him open once more, and the man didn't even stop there.&nbsp; He pressed in further until his trimmed black pubes crushed against his rear.&nbsp; Peter panted out heavily, his hole clenching around the thick invader as his sight swam with flashes of pain.&nbsp; He held his legs up like the man had asked, hoping that it would all be over quickly as unlikely as that was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths: Marcus' Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 01:17:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The cock lodged into his ass caused a sharp pain to course through his backside and up his spine. As Marcus fucked his cockhead raked across Chaz's prostate the black marine grunted in pure pleasure. He nearly went over the edge as Marcus' voice whispered into his ear as they watched Peter writhe on the bed. Chaz turned his head and met Marcus' lips. It wasn't a pretty boy kiss, but a wet spit exchange between men. <br><br>Chaz's face was scratched from Marcus' stubble. "Fuck me!" Chaz said during their kiss. It was more of a 'holy shit' saying of surprise rather than a request for more. Marcus evidently took it as the latter. Again, Chaz grunted as Marcus thrust into his ass. The Daddy groin slapped Chaz's tight ass with each thrust.<br><br>Below him Chaz's cock fucked further and further into Peter. Most of the pounding was leftover from Marcus' fucks. Chaz was trapped between the two - a god damn reverse Oreo. His fat cock was leaking in the condom that kept him from completely touching Peter. Chaz pushed fully into the boy and let Marcus do the fucking. It was amazing.<br><br>"Keep stroking it, boy." Chaz said watching Peter's cock get hard. One of his hands arced in a swing and he gave and open hand smack to Peter on the ass. "Prime boy cunt." He said with a chuckle. Chaz's hands then made their way to Peter's legs. He held them up, while pulling them apart slightly. Chaz wanted the boy to be fully open to plow harder and deeper.
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