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Bathhouse Temptations Ch. 03

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Arriving earlier than normal on Thursday, the bathhouse was still being cleaned and aired out, this being a comparatively cool August day after several hot ones. With the still ongoing construction/renovation in the previous darkroom section, the bathhouse has remained quite undisturbed in the other area. Again it took a while to get a beer, but considering...

Bathhouse Bottom Experience

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A beautiful Sunday beckoned for riding on two wheels, leading my wife and our married friend across the street go bicycle riding. She had just received a new bicycle for her birthday, and was eager to break it in, with my wife along for its first long distance outing. On my part, sitting on a motorcycle for hours is a fine way to pass time, but riding 15 o...

From Straight to Gay

by jsmjsm on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

* I dedicated this story Abbie my best friend * Thanks to maidenrose for editing I have try to keep in line the best i could with the reality sorry if sometimes is not making sense but that's life!! ***** I cannot believe what a journey I am about to write. I define myself now as gay or bisexual because I don't know what the future may hold but let me st...

Bathhouse Observations

by glory_first on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

The baths are undoubtedly the easiest place in a city to have male group sex, after allowing for individual circumstances during any single trip. After more than a hundred visits over the last few years, basically all of them involving satisfying sex with other men, often writing about the experiences afterwards, leads to a few general observations. Visitin...

Sweet Asian Zing!

by rodneysteele41 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

After graduating, I took on a position as an instructor's aid during my graduate studies year. I was amazed at how many young students not only sought out my assistance, but several even sought out my bed. One of these young men was Japanese-born Kyoshi Yuzuki. Kyo, as he liked to be called, was a very flamboyant young gay man and flaunted it quite openly. I...

Bookstore Tales

by Pilgrim on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I've visited our local adult bookstore several times now, usually only when my wife is out of town. I'm not sure I could think up any excuse good enough to explain to her why I wanted to head out late in the evening, alone, and without needing anything at the store. Last Friday night happened to be one of those rare occasions. She was out of town for the eve...

Bathhouse Heaven Ch. 32

by glory_first on Aug 22, 2018
Gay Male

The bathhouse was fairly empty this Wednesday afternoon, a reminder of different rhythms from the past. Following the familiar routine, today with more space to undress than the case lately. The beer was quenchingly cool, and quickly finished. Going upstairs, I walked towards the sling room, noticing a couple of men going different ways than my path. How...

Bathhouse Heaven Ch. 01

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

His rimming tongue had brought me to the point of deciding to do a hit of rush, for only the second time today. Several men in the darkroom had already sucked and played with me as I played with them, caressing nipples or stroking horny dicks, or fingering soft asses. After almost cumming a couple of times, it seemed a good point to return to the temptations...

The Mudroom

by Kent100 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

So...the weekend of our annual family reunion was finally here. I was really looking forward to it. My mom and dad always hosted it, as they have a huge house that is very conducive to large parties. Usually 60-80 relatives show up, aunts, uncles, cousins, spouses and children, sometimes my only contact with them for the whole year. Dad barbeques in the back...

Tattoo Ch. 07: The Society

by drmweaver705 on Oct 12, 2020
Gay Male

I opened my apartment door wide before I realized that I had forgotten to hide my tattoo under a hat. It was already too late. The man at the door was wide-eyed as he read the label pasted across my forehead. He was black, about thirty, a bit stocky and very handsome. He wore the tan shirt and striped black pants of a security guard from my office. In his h...