Bathhouses have a long history, and anyone who has enjoyed what is offered there understands why. They are a male only place, and the women I have talked to about the baths remain baffled, at best, by their appeal. It seems almost a fundamental split, with women simply not grasping the wonderful attraction of pure sexual freedom, having sex with strangers ov...
It had been a while since visiting the baths on a Sunday, the very start of spring's good weather being a fine reason to ride the motorcycle. Arriving just a couple of minutes after it opened, the bathhouse was already well populated with a mixture of other men, essentially all of whom were here for the opportunity to have sex with other men. Undressing qui...
When the second man kneeled in front me, I opened the poppers bottle, feeling how he began sharing my cock with the other man already going down on me. It was exquisite surrendering to both men, two mouths worshipping a cock that felt increasingly immense, guiding them over its vast length. Breathing out, lost in heaven, seeing other men have sex around us a...
One of the commenters on my stories said he would like to know more about me so here goes. I'm in my sixties now because I was born a long time ago. I grew up in St Catharines and came to sexual maturity in the mid-sixties. For a lot of the younger readers it will be hard to believe how different things are now compared to then. First I have to say that alt...
Tommy and Cindy had been married two weeks. They were on their honeymoon in Florida. They had wanted to escape the cold of Boston and took a bus to Florida. They didn't have a car, as a matter of fact about all they had was each other. They had been out at a secluded beach all day, fucking themselves ragged out in the dunes. Now they found that they had miss...
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...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Pulling out of the car park after meeting Cameron, I couldn't help but marvel at how much nerve he must have. Imagine going back to a stranger's flat and rimming him while his mates looked on! The idea of doing something like that myself was more than a little titillating and could form the...
It happened again last night. Carol had brought her two boyfriends home with her. Ian and Jay, both at nineteen years of age, became the hot topic in her bedroom. The three of them experienced a repeat of their most intimate encounter. Carol had known both of these young men since February, and now she didn't have any regrets. Their current relationship prog...
First, all events described in this story actually happened to me. I've finally decided to put it to writing to see what others think. Just some details about me: I'm currently 33, I'm 5'11", 195 lbs and by most accounts most people say I'm attractive (black hair, goatee, olive complexion, hairy chest). I am currently married but this story is about events...
Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!...