Randy and I kept up our meetings, sometimes weekly sometimes two or three times a week, just depended on our schedule and how horny either of us were. We always met at his house in his home studio which offered us a lot more privacy and freedom. As I had stated the massages pretty much stopped but he would still give me one when I needed one or just wanted o...
I slowly opened my eyes, remembering what had just happened over the past 24 hours, I woke up looked at the time, it was just before 7 pm. Earlier I had decided to start getting ready for my date with Paul and John around 7:30 so I got out of bed to get started. I was going to start with a shower and because I had a bit of extra time decided to take off my b...
In Part 1 I found a friend in Leon. Having lived the greater part of my life alone, maintaining my bond with Leon was the most important mission I'd ever had. Sucking his cock was my way of showing him my appreciation for his comradery. He didn't ask me to do that. He didn't tell me to do that for him either. All Leon did was nudge me in the right direction....
Pete woke up alone, and the apartment smelled amazing--something delicious was cooking. He tottered unsteadily to his feet and looked down at himself. He was wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a furious hard-on. He pulled on a clean pair of boxers, stuffing himself awkwardly into the fabric tent before trudging to the kitchen. Dean was standing at the stove n...
Chapter 1: I parked my car four houses down from the house the man I was following had parked in front. I watched the middle-aged man who was about six-two and wearing a brown fleece jacket, jeans and a brown baseball cap get out of his car, throw a backpack over his shoulder and walk up to the front door of the non-descript but rather large house in a newe...
Just a quick recap from the first chapter. I'd made my first trip to a sauna, lost my virginity, got spit-roasted and then another guy came in my ass all before I left. The last guy left me his number and I just couldn't resist. This story will contain some crossdressing. I'd gone back to my normal life for a number of weeks since my trip to the sauna. Havi...
I did not mean to hit accept. That was the thought that kept running through my head. It had been a bizarre chain of events that I could probably never recreate even if I tried a hundred times. They couldn't hold me to that, could they? I didn't mind getting fucked by Steve, in fact, I enjoyed it and wanted to do it more often. My problem was giving him a b...
This true account of the activities of a mature 50'ish guy continues from my first time at a bathhouse entitled The Making of a Real Bathhouse Slut. As I drove home from the bathhouse the first week I had a hundred different things going through my head, one of which was guilt. I quickly realized that after years of no sex with my wife there was really noth...
Special Thanks to madam_tasha for amazing editing and assistance. I sat on the motel bed feeling a nervous excitement. "This will do just fine," I thought to myself, as I looked around the cheap, seedy room. It was relatively clean but had definitely seen better days. The carpet, an ugly pale green, was worn and faded from years of use. An oddly patterned...
I'll just start by saying that I've never attended any sauna that may get mentioned in the story. No names that are mentioned are real people either. It's something I've purely put together based on fantasy alone. Thanks for reading! Today was finally the day. I'd been waiting months to go and push myself to try the closest sauna to me which was a short tr...