The lights were bright and hot. I couldn't see the people because of the glare, but I knew they were there. I could hear the murmur of voices and the clink of glasses. The smell of cigarette smoke also told me that we were not alone. I knew we were also being photographed by several video cameras and that our images were being projected onto monitors scatter...
It has been a few weeks since my last sexual experience, school was going fine and living with Brian was going great. I was enjoying exploring my attraction to men. I had read about the bathhouse scene in gay magazines that Brian had let me read. I was thinking a lot about the stories I read about bathhouses. My curiosity for the bathhouse scene was growing...
I continue to describe myself as heterosexual. The more I look at this however, I suspect it is the right word. Society has used and accepted this word to mean the relationship between opposite genders, but I question the validity of this. My argument is in the sexual part. I think I am Heterorelational. My definition of this word is that I can only desire t...
Walking down the steps my mind was at war with itself. My two personalities were screaming at each other. I have always had debates in my head. I envy those who know what they want or know what must be done without hesitation. I was never that lucky. Every decision was a WWE match between my ears. Indecision was my middle name. Mostly the internal argument w...
The third time may not have been that personally glorious, but today's experience ensures at some point, I probably will give in to returning to the glory hole. If only because it has been so good three times, each offering a delightful first in turn, and the promise of a fourth is impossible to deny. Though I can't imagine too much new at this point. I had...
This is the latest story in the life of David, a bisexual married man, who loves to indulge in gay sex whenever he gets a chance. Earlier this month, David's wife was out of town visiting her mother, and he decided it was a good chance to have some real fun, and cure the incipient horniness that had been building up for a while. First, he checked his ad on...
In my late 30s I found a bath club in Toronto called the cellar. It is not the poshest place around but the action there was always pretty hot. On entering the place you had a choice of getting a room or a locker. The lockers were near the front of the building as were the few showers. Some right in the shower room others in the hallway beside it. Also near...
It's odd how we try to talk ourselves into and out of things. For instance, I had built up an entire world of rationalizations for my visits to Adult Book Stores. The money I was spending "would have been spent on coffee or booze and they are both bad habits." The time spent - "only an hour or so once in a while." All of that paled in front of the big one I...
Bathhouse Bang It was an uninspiring entrance. All there was to indicate the location was a metal grill in a cement brick wall between shop windows. No sign, no indication of what lay behind the secure doorway, no target for those prejudice fools who inhabit every society. I pushed the metal door and it opened, a bell sounded it's electronic warning above m...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** This is my third letter describing my expanding awareness from a naive man with a desire to suck a cock to a man willing to explore his seedier side. In my first letter "costume in a costume1" I describe how I dressed as a girl in a Halloween costume to trick unsuspecting...