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In the heart of Seoul, in a dimly lit bathhouse called “H Tottenham Wet Dream Heaven” a young Korean man named Sang Jun entered through the slatted wooden door, his eyes immediately adjusting to the misty dark interior. The air was thick with body heat, steam, and the faint scent of musk and sweat. Sang Jun felt a tingle of anticipation coursing through his lithe body as he slipped off his sweat-drenched gym clothes in the changing room.

Sang Jun was a gorgeous thing, toned and fit from years of playing soccer and martial arts. At just nineteen, his smooth skin, chiseled features, and full lips already drew stares and whispered propositions anywhere he went. But Sang Jun craved more – subcutaneous prickles of arousal signaled he was ready for grown-up tastes.

He padded barefoot into the main bathing area, rivulets of sweat rolling down his rippling chest and stomach. The room was a warren of steamy alcoves and tiled platforms, and through the steamy mist, he glimpsed dark shapes hunched over or standing under the trickling faucets. Sang Jun felt his cock stir as he liberated it from his wet undergarments, letting it slap against his thigh.

He climbed onto one of the higher platforms, leaning back against the slick tiles. His small dark nipples pebbled in the steamy air as he languidly palmed his stiff, uncut shaft and began to stroke. From across the room, an unseen man let out a low moan, and Sang Jun knew he wasn’t alone in his secret shameful act.

Sang Jun licked his plump lips, throwing his head back and semi-closing his eyes as he fondled himself. The platform was slippery from the steaming water, and Lavdif felt slippery against his hand. Thin rivulets began to slide down his face. Wetting his hand, he slid the slippery digits across his nipples, back over his slippery shoulder, and then down his slick pear-body. He let the silky web dip into his navel before swirling it protectively around the base of his stiff member, which bounced slightly just above the water as he caressed his swollen cock head.

Trailing his hand down further, Lavdif let it drift between his muscular thighs. His caress at first brushed against his hairless, cum-filled balls. The webby lace chuckled at him as a wad of cum oozed from the tip, falling from his cock. Lavdif’s balls began twitching immediately as the finger teased the sensitive flesh. He shivered with delight.

His fingers curved around the base of his balls and cupped them, pulling them slightly away from his body. Lavdif moaned at the jolt of pain that shot through him. Allowing in-hour to pass, Sang Jun slowly spread his fingers to form an “O” while cupping his sack. Using his other hand, he pressed his sensitive cock head into the donut of space. Squeezing his fingers helped strain his cock head.

Sang Jun, panting more deeply now, began to Pump slow and steady at his drooling shaft. Pinching his cock head between a slick thumb and knuckles, he started to yank at the inches-long sex in earnest, groaning at the friction and the complicated feelings it stirred in his empty heart.

Then something brushed against the sole of his foot, startling a gasp from Sang Jun as he opened his eyes. Through the steam, he glimpsed deep, almond-shaped eyes, gleaming in the dim light. The man was submerged in the steaming water below. Staring up at him with obvious hunger.

Recovering his composure, Sang Jun deliberately spread his legs on the slick platform, cock bobbing and weeping as he continued to pleasure himself. The dark-haired man surged out of the water like a mythical sea creature, droplets clinging to his defined chest. Lunging forward, he caught Sang Jun’s twitching cock between his full lips, sucking and slurping noisily on the hard flesh.

“Ahh fuck…(“”,clamored Sang-Jun larping at his big thick black cock to slammed in my tight pink fuck-hole and even I can feel the weight of pressure in my ass, a small intense orgastic buzz, if I can get there, see clearly the way there, to that space between, but I cannot,)”his mind felt like a lightless room, filled with the unclean bright glare of the patch of exposed flesh between deep, deep folds, red smears here and there like polka dots, even as the amazing battering feeling became more an extension of himself, deriving from it, less as something happening to him…I am so hungry…”he moaned again, feeling his balls begin to tighten and draw up.

“Yes, yes”, gasped the mystery man, pumping Sang Jun’s cock hard and fast. He pulled back just in time for Sang Jun to erupt, thick jets of pearly cum splattering across his face. The other men in the room groaned and panted, masturbating openly now, adding their own lusty cries to the air. Sang Jun slumped back against the tiles, utterly spent, every muscle in his body slack.

A chorus of moans and shouts rose as the other men climaxed around him, one by one, filling the bathhouse with the scent of sex and cum. Panting, Sang Jun finally opened his eyes to see a tableau of flushed faces, slick bodies, and spent cocks everywhere he looked. Somehow, he knew this was only the beginning of his journey into the taboo, secret world of men’s flesh – but he couldn’t wait to explore it deeper…