By way of introduction readers may enjoy reading Learning to Love Part 1 and 2. Enjoy. *************************** A few nights after our wicked night at Anne's, where we experienced the 'Learn to Love' evening together, Mike arrived unannounced at my flat. He knocked at the door and when I answered he looked slightly strained as he said that he thought he...
Though I'd brought poppers for a bit of repeat steamroom fun, as is generally true at the baths, intentions and reality rarely intersect perfectly. Or too well, with a stranger sucking my uncovered cock and fingering my ass, legs spread wide, moaning, still concerned about condoms, an intention only given up slowly as he painstakingly turned me on, making my...
For a while now I have been with Danny. He is more of a real lover than ever I have known and perfectly gratifies me in every way. I cannot begin to describe appreciatively his fucking of me. I think we have covered almost every possible position and each one is as lovely and wonderful as the other. He has a beautiful cock and he lets me play with it all th...
Lips circled my floating cock, an introducing to getting head underwater. Creating an irresistible sensation, discovering something truly new. The feeling of a stranger's mouth going down my bare lengthening shaft was overwhelmingly sensual, forcing moans of pleasure. The very idea of oral sex like this had never occurred to me, adding to the delight getting...
I used to go out with Joanne a few years back but as with my previous other relationships it tapered off to the point where we were more or less fuck buddies. Joanne is about 5'7" tall with smallish breasts that have dark thick nipples that jut out and seemingly always want to be sucked, licked and stroked. Her stomach is flat but has the hallmarks of childb...
A recent Wednesday exemplified the undeniable simplicity of a bathhouse as a place for sex. I arrived a few minutes after its opening, undressed, drank a beer, went upstairs to do a hit of rush, then went down to enjoy the steambath. Men already arrived before me, a few towels already stowed in the cubbyholes along the steamroom's outer wall. Wandering in s...
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...
The music was thumping, pounding, resounding in my brain as I gyrated and jumped, my heart becoming one with the beat of the bass, my sanity lost somewhere in the mess of my alcohol-obliterated mind. I reached out into the crowd and grabbed his arm, pulling him to me, holding him as I felt his body writhe in time with mine, the music combining our bodies and...
The past several weeks were much too hot to go to the baths, even with the summer discount. The weather finally relented for a couple of days, with the rain I rode through to get to the bathhouse being quite welcome. Fourth in line at opening, prospects looked promising this Monday afternoon, not a typical day for me to visit. I have gone to the baths on al...
I stood at the trough, my cock in my hand, slowly I started to tease my cock, rubbing my fingers over the head and up and down the shaft. The door opened and in walked this man of around 40 years of age, he was tall and well built, and he wore blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He approached the trough and stood about a foot away from me. I smiled and said g...