I love going to the bathhouse. My friend Robert and I have been meeting off and on over the last several years. When I'm with Robert I instantly become his sex toy. His confidence exudes his personality. He has a heart of gold and I know he would never do anything to hurt me. He knows of my deepest secrets. So when he emailed me that he needed a good fuck a...
INTRODUCTION Anyone could go to The Caves but there were a couple of areas where only the members could enter. I had always wanted to be a member after hearing some stories about the goings on. The Caves is a club in the city I live in. Over five floors of an old warehouse on the edge of the city centre a gay bathhouse, disco, bar club had developed. As lo...
With so many hook up apps on our smartphones, younger guys and newbies to gay hooking don't even remember the hefty trade that went on in online chat rooms. Living in Northern Virginia, but being deeply closeted, I didn't have a way to begin exploring my attraction to guys that might be more familiar to folks in the Big Apple, Chicago, San Francisco, and t...
It had been another week since my continuing introduction to gay sex and I still couldn't stop thinking about it. I was totally turned on when I thought about the fucking and sucking that I had done / had done to me. My wife even asked why I seemed so horny when we had sex and while I couldn't tell her it was because of my thought about Chris I brushed it of...
Tom stirred the glowing, red embers of their campfire, sending sparks into the dark sky. Absorbed with the quiet evening, he reflected on the days happenings. Swimming nude in the clear lake, catching brook trout and feasting on them for dinner. Away from anything electronic. And best of all, bonding with Don. The fire was low and safe enough to leave. Tom...
The first touch was heavenly, a light stroke of a stranger's hand over one foot, followed a quivering moment later by his hand beginning to touch the other in the same way. A low moan escaped as his hands moved upwards, legs inexorably opening wider in anticipation. His fingers ran expertly over my sensitive hair and skin, only slowly moving higher, causing...
"Sorry Sir, but we cannot employ you. Your lack of a school certificate is unacceptable." Those words were still ringing in my ears. I must have heard them at least a dozen times, if not many more. In my godforsaken apartment, I rubbed my head. What will I do? Where will this end? I have no income. No financial security. I'm 22 and I don't have a job. Sucks...
Kevin woke me up the next morning with an urgent phone call. It seems that two of his models were busted for prostitution and he was worried that his business would be exposed. As a result he told me that he would lay low for the next week or two, but that he would work with known clients to try and get me some work (in other words, Kevin did not want to los...
I couldn't help myself from arriving very early on a Friday, taking the first chance to visit the baths again. The person at the counter grinned slightly, in a knowing way, when I paid and he gave me my towel and locker key, 10 minutes before the posted opening time. This could only be a short visit, but as with many earlier ones, hopefully it would provid...
My name is Ashley. I just turned 30. This is my story of my life from age 28. I first met Steven in a gay bathhouse. I was exploring my bisexual side and had recently lost my anal virginity (painfully!) and given my first few blowjobs. I had started with giving simple hand jobs to other guys and eventually progressed in man to man experience. I soon found o...