Seattle Bath House - True Story

I went to Seattle to visit friends (I used to live there), had a great time. But Saturday night I went to the bath house Steamworks. It must have been college night or something, because there were 10 or 12 really hot young guys, all in great shape, who were there to play. The one I connected with (I'll call him My Boy) was tall, slim, handsome, dark hair. I first met him in the steam room and started sucking his cock. After getting a good start, I locked his nads for a exile. They had that, young, pungent, sexy aroma to them. Then I went back to sucking and deep throated him. While I was doing that, he grabbed me by the hair and pumped his cock in and out of my throat. Not my usual thing, but I found it unbelievably hot in this instance. We played for a while, then moved on.
I had some fun with several other guys and eventually wandered into the video room. There's the same guy, my boy, sitting on the couch next to another young stud, jacking each other off. I sat across from them, watching and jacking off. My hoy, motioned me over and I started sucking his dick again, and again he grabbed my hair and started giving it to me. I was hard as a rock and jacked my cock as his slid in and out of my throat.
I needed a breather so sat next to him on the couch and he went back to playing with the young guy on the other side of him. I watched them as they kissed, played with each other's cocks and felt each other's torsos. At one point the other guy (who was a spectacularly athletic African-American) leaned down and sucked my boy's nipples. I love to watch, and seeing this got me stone hard and seeping pre-cum.
About then another early 20-something (also dark hair and maybe the most gorgeous and athletic of the group) came into the room, walked over to the boy and said, "You ready for this?" The boy nodded and the new guy dropped his towel. His body was perfect, with a slightly hairy chest and a huge cock that was rock hard. He stepped up onto the couch, straddling my boy. I was right beside them, literally touching them. The new guy flexed his knees slightly and started throat fucking my boy about as brutally as I've ever seen. My boy was gagging and chocking and loving every second. The new guy (who, I discovered about at this point, had a delightfully fuzzy ass) would pull out periodically so my boy could catch his breath and beg for it, then slam his cock back down his throat. I loved watching that athletic ass pump in and out, the big dick sliding in spit, the toned and perfect back working it's muscles. Needless to say, I was furiously jacking off.
At one point, when the thrusting was particularly energetic, I reached over and felt up the new boy's hairy ass cheeks. He didn't mind. However, that's all it took for me (well, that and a shot of poppers). I shot a load all over that room. The two guys watched me cum, then the athletic guy climbed off. My boy said to him, "Want to go somewhere and fuck?" And they left the room together.
And they left me with a fantastic memory,