This is my first attempt at a story, and includes some of my favourite fantasies, as well as some elements of my previous experiences. Would love to hear any feedback, good or bad, especially if you're a Daddy, and like this story, maybe we can get together and make our own. Enjoy! * I had been going to the local YMCA after work for about a week now, I wa...
(a story continued for a friend) For a moment the morning before, I thought I had satisfied my bi-curiosity. But then I realized I had only started to chip through the ice. Standing in the showers with Sean, feeling the heat build around me and inside me, watching his thick cock glide through his soapy fist as I stroked rhythmically beside him, had not let...
I had already taken a shower today, but this was a shower with my vibrator. A big, blue jelly, with segmented sides and three speeds. Romance. So I turned the water on hot, lit a candle, turned the light and the fan off. I let the room fill with steam, which carelessly caressed my aroused, tingling body. I stepped in and my skin flushed under the hot water,...
Me and Lee did not immediately make it to the shower. Once in the restroom, Lee closed the door behind him, and for some reason, locked it. I drew the shower curtain back, and leaned in to turn the water on. Alan was also someone who always angled the shower head to the furthest degree upward—a fact I remembered until jets of cold water were rushing my way....
The weather mid-fall crisp and clear, parking just three car lengths from the entrance to the bathhouse almost precisely at 3pm, a full hour after the Saturday opening time, all good omens. Now, anticipation started growing into horny desire, considering how a month had passed since my last bathhouse visit. And it had been a year since my first visit - well,...
It's been a long time coming. I finally was able to write my next story. This story is courtesy of my two best sexual friends, DC and RU. Thanks for everything. Feedback ALWAYS welcome. +++++ The shower is a big one, with lots of jets and spray everywhere. Plenty of steam, too. I lean him up against the wall, legs and arms spread out, like I'm ready to fr...
Chapter 07: Fever Gordy broke for the stable. He saddled his mare, hands trembling and thundered for the free-hold at the bottom of the hill. He kept from the winding road and took the fields bright under the moon that set the oak at the crest of the hill to shining silver. The mare easily cleared the first fence and stretched her neck as she surged in full...
The next morning, Bert seemed more relaxed and comfortable, as I did, and told me a little about himself. He was separated from his wife, having told her he was bisexual and had been having an affair with a friend of his. His wife didn’t take kindly to this although they were still on perfectly good terms. I explained that I had no experience with either gir...
Arriving near the bathhouse entrance around 3:45pm on a wonderful Sunday afternoon (a day much like today - and the temptation to take another short ride to enjoy myself is exerting a growing force), anticipation creating the familiar feeling centered around the middle of my body, a strangely addicting sense of building tension, through and through sexual. I...
Since acquiring my first knowledge of the baths, both the awareness of their existence as places for male sex and decades later as an experience, the delights of rimming played a major role in my attraction. Which when I first read about it, seemed to be one of the major reasons men kept going to the baths I went decades between my first rim job and my sec...