Riding back after the latest 3 hour bathhouse visit, ass feeling really good in a new way, as if it would love to continue being rimmed and finger fucked for another hour or two. Rarely has a visit started so unevenly, and then ending up revealing - and fulfilling - more about my desires, exposed in a place where they are so easily indulged. Men are not al...
Bob and I had worked together for a number of years. Between the work assignments, meetings, road trips, and the company sponsored social events, we became good friends. We had a number of things, other than work, in common. We both liked to barbecue. I’d had Bob and Bea, his wife, over numerous times for cookouts and I’d spent many afternoons at their home....
Bathhouses are places with thousands of years of history, yet are extremely easy not to notice, unless someone is looking. That such places have existed is common enough knowledge, whether awareness of Roman decadence or when reading about certain Middle Eastern baths intended for men only. When there is a place where naked men can enjoy having anonymous sex...
This Sunday, showing up just at 2pm, a steady stream of other visitors arriving, caused a five minute wait at the counter before getting my beer. Having smoked a bowl just before entering the sauna, the beer's cool wetness was welcome. I went upstairs first, finding it empty except for one heavy set man in the porn area on the lowest level, next to the wa...
The music was unbelievably erotic, the pumping disco originally encountered in my youth, which gay sex venues have provided over decades, the lyrics and beat emphasizing the pure pleasure of my hard cock being jacked off by another man. I'd eaten a cannabis bon-bon a couple of hours ago, then enjoyed a couple of cold beers upstairs. Now, a stranger and I wer...
After weeks of clear blue skies and hot days, the weather turned on Thursday. The motorcycle has been laid up for weeks (a minor incident months ago snowballing into weeks waiting for parts, and discovering wet clutches have fascinating differences with dry ones). But on cold wet days, not having to deal with rain clothes when visiting the bathhouse is not a...
Parking fairly close to the entrance was a good start to the first Thursday afternoon here in quite a while. It has been a couple of months since last enjoying the shared delights offered by the bathhouse, but now, anticipation became overwhelming while walking past the first entrance area doors into the broad courtyard before the final door, my fingers ting...
I watched, rigid dick in hand, as the smaller man squatted in front of the handsome stud who hit the vape cig between his fingers in obvious expectancy of some good head. Both men's ebony skin aided their blending into the shadows which added to the mystique of my visual. The diminutive dicksucker knew his way around dicks in general and this 'cocksucker pa...
It had been a number of weeks since my last visit to the baths, and the number of men waiting as I arrived just before 2pm was encouraging - particularly as it was not too many. The opening crowd was small enough that I got my beer promptly after sitting at the counter. It is definitely a part of my routine, as always a nice accompaniment to what had been sm...
After writing several stories and having them posted at a website that had a section for erotica I began an exchange of notes and letters with Cal. He had read a number of the stories. We wrote back and forth about story lines and I kept him updated as I finished new stories and submitted them for posting. As we got more comfortable and relaxed in our corres...