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...
I'd come out of the steambath a couple minutes before 4pm, thoroughly intoxicated in a wonderfully familiar, and very addictive, fashion. Becoming overheated in several ways, I hadn't spent more than a quarter hour in the steam. With a temperature higher than customary, causing an audible gasp when first entering the dimness, sweat quickly coating my naked s...
After finding more free time on a Wednesday, in part due to my wife having serious back pain, the opportunity to revisit a downtown porn booth/glory hole around lunchtime was impossible to resist. I first spent an hour or so working in the forest, drinking a cold pint of beer, then drove downtown. I was wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and old down jacket fr...
Finally, following a several month pause enjoying an unusually late summer swimming naked (with strangers, friends, and my wife, in different combinations), a visit to the local male only bathhouse became practical. A sauna that has been a consistent destination for almost 2 years, one where getting off with naked strangers is the reality that keeps me retur...
My name is Dick and this is the story of when I ended up in Homo-World, the adventures I had there and how it ended. It started a normal enough day, I woke up, took a shower, brush teeth etc. It was Sunday and I had nothing planned when Love called and asked "Hey, you have anything planned?" "Honey, it's Sunday. The only thing anyone ever plan...
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...
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...
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—...
A true story of my first public encounter. James was 22 years old and visiting San Francisco over a hot, summer weekend with his best friend from college, Alex. They had got a hotel room together right on Market Street, with plans to explore the various neighborhoods, go to the Golden Gate Bridge, and try out lots of great restaurants and bars. Being in...
As Eric pulled into the Target parking lot he reflected on stories he had read on the internet or heard in popular culture about "gay hookups" in public restrooms. He chuckled to himself about it as he walked across the parking lot. As if he'd ever get that lucky. Eric had always been a little bi-curious but never done anything about it. Oh sure he watched...