Several years ago, I was being fucked in a guy's room at a small gay bathhouse. The place was old with the walls to the rooms not reaching the ceiling, but about four feet short. The guy was very physical in his actions, taking charge, talking dirty, and pretty much doing whatever he wanted. All of a sudden he started getting really loud with his grunting and thrusting; I'm sure everybody was able to hear. Before he came, he took it out, rolled me over, and aimed his dick at my face. He blew his load all over my face with a roar that would have rivaled King Kong. I have never heard anyone like that. His load was huge and was dripping all down my face. I got up and opened the door, where I immediately saw four guys standing just outside, no doubt listening to what was going on. There I was - cum dripping down my face, trying to get to the shower, and having to go through a gauntlet of guys who knew what had happened. I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn't, because I knew that every one of those men would have traded places with me in an instant.