Wednesdays have turned out to be the perfect weekday to visit the local bathhouse. Every other week, that afternoon is free, and my routine from entry to undressing to drinking a beer to heading up or downstairs takes maybe 10 minutes. Meaning that by 3:15pm or 3:30pm or so, I am among other naked men in the steambath, or watching gay porn. The last couple...
Once you become a regular bathhouse visitor, it is difficult to resist remembering the pleasures found there. A male only sauna is a place to have unbelievable sex, whether feeling another man's soft lips slide down your cock, or laying on your stomach in a booth, offering yourself to be fucked. Such easy sexual availability is extremely seductive once indul...
I had been curious about men. Never really too serious to consider anything more than a sexual curiosity about it. To this day, I cannot see myself feeling gratified with a man-to-man relationship in all aspects of life, perhaps it's the peer pressure still felt, or perhaps it's because of the affection I have for women, but nevertheless I do have a desire a...
Thanks to all who have commented on my previous stories. I will try to make this one longer and go into details. Do tell me if you liked this one for not. Suggestions are always welcome. *** After my first time with Daddy, we regularly had sex, mostly at my place. He would come to my house when I was alone and make me his bitch. He loved to see me dressed...
It was Sunday afternoon, either 3 or 4pm, depending on the clock or the body's experience, daylight savings time having disappeared overnight. Parking in front of the bathhouse turned out to be a more a matter of chance than normal, providing an indication of the number of men visiting it. Entering, it was more crowded than I have ever seen it, without any...
This is a description of one extraordinary visit, in two parts. Riding home against the coming rain, enjoying pushing the bike near its limit, feeling the rain start just a mile or so from home. And the entire time, smelling the scent of several partners, particularly the sexy reminder of how good it smelled while rimming a man, one who had already sucked m...
LLOYD had been the life and soul of the club ever since he started working behind the bar. A bit of an exhibitionist, attention seeker even, you couldn't quite call him stunning: thin, buck-toothed and with protruding ears, yet he had that certain twinkish element about him which belied his 25 years. Certainly the guys hovered around him like flies around a...
Writer's note: This story contains dominance, submission, gay-for-pay, spanking, and some humiliation in public places. Just a heads up in case that is not your cup of tea. *** I took Prasang shopping in Central Bangkok, in the area known as Siam. Everything is cheaper in Thailand and I stocked up, buying myself beach Ts, long, flowing cargo shorts, and a...
We were in the study of Professor Hendrick's house, in the late evening, nearing the end of the tutorial he was conducting. At least I assumed it was nearing the end, because I was very close to coming. We were in a straight chair facing his desk. Professor Hendricks, his hands wrapped around my waist was sitting in the chair; I was sitting on his hard cock—...
In my city, we have a park that is well known as a place for cruising. Lots of guys go there for disc golf, but even more go for cock. I have scored many times there myself and it is always a rush to suck cock in the open air. This story is about one time in particular that I really enjoyed. I go to the park for two reasons, one is to jog and the other is...