This is the story of my first time visiting a bathhouse. I was 19 and very aware that I was Bi. I had sex with a few guys before and loved every second of it. At the time, I was single and still living with my parent's since I went to college near home. It was a way for me to save money for new equipment for my photography business I wanted to start. It was...
Taking good photos is a difficult skill to acquire, especially when sex is involved. However, it isn't the resulting images that are the main attraction in my case - making pictures of sex turns me on much more intensely than looking at them. Not that looking - and sharing - them later isn't fun, of course. Using a camera at a bathhouse requires at least a...
The hot weather had only recently broken, tempting me into making the first trip to the bathhouse in several weeks. Arriving a bit later than usual, having first enjoyed some organic smoke, it was good to see several other visitors already there. The quickly finished cold beer added its own note to my growing anticipation. Downstairs, the whirlpool water wa...
My very first knowledge of what has become a long time addition to enjoying sex is likely to have been before first reading about 'locker room' and its old socks smell in Playboy Potpourri in the August 1976 issue. This is the place I remember specifically reading about this 70s sex drug, though it was not presented in that fashion exactly. It is not really...
Writing provides a structure that is simply lost when sunk deep in a darkroom's seductive pleasures. Especially getting rimmed by a man, the sort of sex I have always associated with bathhouses since my later teenage years. Today provided another endless period demonstrating that those fantasies were just a shadow of the reality of enjoying a man's talented...
Thinking back, it has been at least a quarter year, quite likely more, since visiting the bathhouse on a Tuesday afternoon. The mainly Sunday afternoon visits have been enjoyable, though quite crowded after a couple of hours. Today there really were only a handful of men around after finishing my beer. Upstairs was basically empty, and a bit cool. Going bac...
This is the second part of a recent bathhouse visit story. The first part describes taking my first pictures of group male sex, in a session lasting over an hour and involving 3 different men on camera. Following that extraordinary experience, I went downstairs to shower and have another beer. Returning to the bar is starting to become more common, especial...
It had been a while since visiting the baths on a Sunday, the very start of spring's good weather being a fine reason to ride the motorcycle. Arriving just a couple of minutes after it opened, the bathhouse was already well populated with a mixture of other men, essentially all of whom were here for the opportunity to have sex with other men. Undressing qui...
Having a few days available this fall, and considering how easy it is to make online plans to visit a major city in another country, I took another step in my growing experience of bathhouses, recreating the 70s vibe to a fun extent, with weed, music, and poppers. Though it did take a while to find the shop with a large selection of modern popper formulatio...
Having already almost cum before breathing out the first hit of poppers, my cock sucker clearly remained interested in taking me deep into his sexy mouth, to pump hot cum down his waiting throat. I had been riding the waves of sensations, but at this point, the peaks were growing irresistible, my cock feeling gigantic as his lips moved over it. Normally, m...