I had heard of a bath house in my area from a chat room I occasionally visited. As my curiosity got the best of me I checked it out. It was a comfortable adventure for which prompted several returns. Over the course of visits I grew to know several (3) members that I conversed with on a regular basis. I was somewhat surprised when I was invited to visit there on a specific date and time. I happily complied and made it a point to be there.
As I arrived I was met by the gentleman who had asked I be there. Just inside the door, I was instructed to strip naked. As I did one of the other men I knew approached and took my clothing from me. They led me to the locker room door but stopped me from entering. As I stood there, I heard a locker open and close as it locked. The second gentleman returned as I noticed two keys hanging around his neck. He motioned come on in and pointed to the shower area. As I complied and started bathing I noticed 3 or 4 more guys stopping to watch me shower. I was handed a pair of trunks. They were wet and almost cold to the touch. They told me to put them on and come to the locker room.
I entered the locker room to find several guys in trunks sitting around chatting. I was told to stand centered amongst them and take my trunks off. As my shriveled penis came out there were a few chuckles and muffled comments. A camera flashed as I stood there naked. I almost ran, but knew better. I was handed a Fleet enema and told bottoms up. I administered the Fleet and stood facing the group.
There were a few questions asked, like where you from, are you married, are you gay. This rattled me a little, but a fair enough question considering the surroundings. The fleet was acting quickly and they were asking silly questions to keep me from going to the toilet. I quickly side stepped a question and hustled to a toilet only to realize some of them followed to watch. I expelled all I could with spectators watching. I wiped and was told to shower again.
I showered and returned to the locker room to find laying on a bench a lube shooter and some lube. I was encouraged to lube myself as it would make things a little easier on me. Beside the lube was a cock cage that I also had to put on with all watching. When I was done, I was told to sit down.
Five playing cards were placed on the bench beside me. I was told to draw a card. One of the attendees with the matching card stepped forward. I was instructed to remove his shorts. Facing me, he placed one foot on the bench beside me and smiled as his penis was in my face. I stroked his semi erect penis a few times as it hardened. I was told to give him a BJ and finish the job. I did my best as he came in my mouth with a few cheers from the gallery.
I was directed to another card that brought a second gentleman up. As I lowed his shorts he was practically erect. I was handed a condom and put it on him. He lifted me up, turned me around and bent me over the bench. I heard a rubber glove snap followed by the cool feeling of more lube on my anus. Slowly rubbed and teased I felt first one, then a second and finally a third finger gently enter me. He removed his fingers and positioned himself directly behind me and started slowly working his hard dick in me. I was so grateful for his style. He finished inside of me and slowly pulled out.
Did I mention that as this all was going on, there were camera flashes? I had been violated and humiliated beyond anything that had ever happened to me, but I kept my strength. With my jaw aching and my anus on fire I was directed back to the cards, and informed to draw 2.
Two more men care forward talking low and flipped a coin. With a chuckle the first got behind me and the other in front as I straddled the bench. As I took the first in my mouth, the second entered me from behind bare back. Thankfully the back door guy barely lasted a minute. The front man finished shortly after with cheers from the crowd. All started getting up and ushered me to the shower where I was told to lay down. As I lay there in my first golden shower, all the men again cheered. When the last was done, they helped me up and started washing and congratulating me. The key for my locker and cock cage was hung around my neck with a manly hug. I showered and released my aching cock quickly.
As I exited the shower the guys were still in a good mood and very comforting. The guy taking the pictures stepped forward with an album and flipped pages open to show me the gentlemen whose cards I had drawn going thru what I had just accomplished. I had several invites for help with my own relief. I was part of them now!
As I look back at this fantasy I wonder if I could ever do anything like this!