Great Time at the Club
I've read many stories on here, and especially enjoy the `true encounters'. I recently visited a bathhouse or club in DC, and had such a great time that I decided to write down my experience. I hope you enjoy reading about my experience, and be assured it is true. If you enjoy the story, drop me a line at RMB_100@hotmail.com.
As a married guy, I don't often get the opportunity to `play on the other side', but had been particularly randy all summer, and so decided to make a trip to one of the more well known clubs in DC. My name is Rob [yeah, right], and I'm a 36 year old white male. I've been married for 10 years and have fooled around on the side off and on since my college years. I'm in decent shape, 5'10", 168 lbs., and black hair - balding on top, and have great blue eyes. This summer I have traveled to San Diego for a week, and then to the beach here on the East Coast for a week, so I've developed a pretty good tan. Since it's summer, and I knew I would be hitting the beach, I had really started exercising quite and bit, and must say that my chest and abs especially were looking pretty good. With all of this in mind, I headed off to the club, hoping to have a good time. I was not to be disappointed.
Tuesday nights are half-price nights, so you can generally count on a pretty good crowd. I arrived early, around 5 PM, and rented a small walk-in locker. Basically a room about 5' X 10', with a small cushioned bench. I undressed, did about 100 pushups and sit-ups to pump up my chest a bit, wrapped the white towel around my waist, and ventured out to see who and what was around at that time.
Before I go further, I'll digress a bit about the culture that I've found at bathhouses and similar clubs. I do not consider myself an expert to any degree [I've probably been a dozen times or so], but I do tend to enjoy watching people and the dynamics that occur in places like this. There seems to be a natural classification that occurs at these clubs, into groups that would tend to be interested in playing' with one another. First there's what I would call the A Team' - the very good looking guys, usually younger (20's), nice builds, and those that tend to show a great amount of confidence in these places. These are often the hunted' in the bath houses, and one has to wonder why they are there, because it would seem they could have their pick of anyone, even at the local bar. Next is the B Team' - not quite up to the level of the first group, but decent non-the-less. Maybe young, but not quite as built, or just a bit older - mid 30's to 40's, and in terrific shape. I generally would put myself in this grouping, although I tend not to be overly confident of my own looks. After the A and B teams, there are other various levels, all the way down to the old, and very out-of-shape guys who must think that someone will finally be so desperate that it doesn't matter what they look like. I realize that all of this is very subjective, but anyone honest enough about how guys look at each other has to admit that this categorization and classifying goes on - even in places outside cruising areas.
Anyway, back to my Tuesday night. I was feeling much more confident of my looks - and was hoping to be able to either attract or successfully hunt some of the `A Team' tonight. I was almost immediately encouraged when a young guy, of about 23 to 25 passed me in the hallway, and I saw him turn back for a second look. That generally has not been the case in past experiences. Our eyes contacted a couple more times as we passed each other again, and I tried not to get my hopes (and other things) too high too quickly.
Because I do like to people-watch' I found a convenient spot to stand and watch [at this hour there were only about a dozen guys around], and soon enough the great looking guy came and stood very near me. He had dark blond hair, a smooth chest, with well-defined pecs. He had a very clean-cut and preppy appearance (just what I like). He looked at me and had a terrific smile. I walked rather confidently up to him, said hi, and leaned in to give him a kiss. Well, that broke the ice right away, and we stood there, right in the hallway, kissing - tongues probing, hands tweaking nipples, and rubbing our asses through our towels. Neither of us seemed to be in a hurry to move to a more private area, and I was enjoying the exhibitionism that we were both displaying. It also made me feel very good for other guys to realize that I was getting attention from the best catch' in the place - at least for now.
After at least 5 to 10 minutes of very hot and passionate kissing (one of my more favorite activities), we agreed to move to one of our `rooms'. I followed him down the hallway, relishing in the fact that I had achieved my goal - of having fun with a VERY hot guy, and I had been in the club less than 30 minutes. We entered his room, and quickly dropped both of our towels to the floor. He had a great body, but not overly muscular. Just defined. I continued kissing his very hot mouth, and moved my hands up to the back of his head, rubbing his short blond hair as I pulled his mouth even harder into mine. I also readily massaged his hard chest and nipples, and he moaned, encouraging me to continue. His hands quickly moved from my chest, down over my abs, and onto my cock which had been hard from the moment we had started kissing in the hallway. I'm average, about 7 inches, cut, but with a pretty good thickness. He grabbed my cock and starting jerking me - which only got me harder. He too, was quite aroused by this point, and had a nice cock; about the same length as mine - bending slightly to one side, but thinner than mine. There was a mirror on the wall on the side of the room, so I moved up both so that I could get a better view of his ass while we were kissing. There's nothing like a hot, young ass - especially for those top guys like myself. After just a few minutes of working my cock, I was afraid that I would shoot my load. I backed away from him, explaining that I didn't want to cum quite so quickly. I just enjoyed the view, as I backed away, of this hot young stud - in all of his naked glory - hard cock and all - and I was making out with him. I was convinced that my working out this summer had definitely paid off.
After a short break, we quickly resumed where we had left off, first with some very gentle licking and kissing, and then more passionate kissing and groping. This time, he took my cock, and I could tell he was intent on getting me off. That was fine with me. I was not going to lose the opportunity. After another few minutes, I announced I was coming, and shot my load as he jerked me off. After I finished, he flashed me a couple more of the great smiles, gave me a few more light kisses, and I left his room. I needed to go and sit down and rest. I had already had a great time, and the evening was early. My only concern was that I had experienced the best first, and the rest of the night would be all downhill from here.
After a 20 to 30 minute break of watching some un-interesting movie in the smoking area [which I detest, incidentally], I decided to walk around again to see what new faces (and bodies) may have shown up recently. The number of men was definitely increasing, but nothing caught my eye instantly. I did sense, however, that many more guys were eyeing me than I had experienced in the past. Unfortunately, even though this did a lot for my ego, they were not the `A List' guys that I had set my sights on for this evening of fun.
At this point, I even ventured downstairs into what should be referred to as the dungeon, if it's not. The lighting is very poor (intentional, I'm sure), and my past experiences have shown me that usually anyone can get a grope or quick blowjob in this area. The exhibitionism and group groping that can sometimes occur in this area is not really my cup of tea, but it can serve as a good place to get to know someone, and then move the more intimate activities upstairs.
After making the rounds a couple of times, and realizing that I might have had the best fun of the night within the first 40 minutes, things started to heat up a bit. I caught the view of another blond guy, not over built, but very nice looking - almost Aryan or German. We passed each other several times, and made eye contact, and I even said Hi' to him at one point, but he did not respond. Another interesting guy, on almost the other end of the looks spectrum also caught my eye around this time. He had very strong Mediterranean looks, maybe Italian or Spanish. What was also interesting was that rather than wearing the typical white towel, he instead was walking around in some low-cut black briefs. With a nice chiseled chest, and narrow waist, he was very hot looking. We did the usual eye contact' cruising, and then I got him to follow me back to my room. We entered, and I started licking his neck, but could sense this guy was not into kissing. He opened my towel and let it drop to the floor, and at the same time pushed his briefs down to his knees.
He had a nice cock, but neither as long nor as thick as mine. He was also uncut, and told me his name was Juan, with a definite accent. We jerked each other for a while, and he kept trying to get me to turn around so that he could see my ass, and rub his cock up my crack. I figured we were in trouble, because I had the same hopes for my cock up his ass. We quickly determined that we were both `tops', and he even asked if I was sure that I didn't want to try and take him, but I assured him that I was not interested, and he quickly left the room. In some way, I was disappointed, but again felt good about the fact that I had been able to attract one of the better looking, and hot bodies that were around.
At this point I started to become more aware of the time, knowing that my alibi for the evening would only allow me to stay until 9 or 9:30 at the latest. By 8:30 or so, the crowd really starts picking up. All of the rooms had been taken, and many of the lockers were also rented. As the night progresses, the crowd also tends to get younger and better looking. This would be the test to see if I had really moved up the ladder to the hotties.
I ventured downstairs to the `dungeon' for what I told myself would be one last time. I figured if I didn't connect with someone at this point, I should consider the night successful [which it had been] and call it a night and head back to my life in suburbia. When I turned the corner I was overwhelmed with the activity going on compared to what had occurred earlier in the evening. There must have been at least 20 guys in a large group - focused around 2 or 3 guys who were really going at it. Most of the guys had their towels either in their hands or slung over one shoulder, and were either jerking themselves, or enjoying one very large group grope. I navigated toward the center once or twice, but really am not into having so many hands grasping at me that I don't even know the owners of each hand. And my desire for kissing and more intimate passion really doesn't fit into the larger group scene anyway.
As I stayed near the perimeter of the group, enjoying the sight at least, my eye caught the image of another guy who was similarly keeping his distance from the orgy ensuing. I recognized him immediately as one of the guys I had seen earlier actually using some of the excersize equipment that the club keeps to attempt to legitimatize their claim as an work-out club. He was a bit shorter than I am maybe 5'7" or 5'8", with a chiseled, smooth chest that always does it for me. He had dark hair, and appeared to be Latin or Hispanic and probably in his mid 20's. He was almost on the beefy side, but more muscular than overweight. I definitely could get into sucking on those nice pecs and nipples, and wondered if that ass was as great as everything else that was currently visible was.
I began watching him closely, and worked my way into the corner, curious to see if you would respond in any way or not. This is part of the cruising game that I have discovered takes place in bathhouses. One doesn't want to appear to anxious or threatening, but also like the fact that someone is showing some initiation in the contact as well. I was excited when he moved over to the corner where I was, not immediately next to me, but within range to make me think there was some interest. At this point, another older guy (definitely B team, if not C) moved right in on him and attempted to check out what was under his towel. I was frustrated at myself for allowing someone else with more boldness to move in on my target. The hot Latin made it very clear however, that he was not interested in these advances. I decided now was my chance. I knew he would make it clear if he were not interested - and besides, the clock was ticking. I moved over next to the guy, reached out and tweaked is nipple, and he didn't move away. I had another victory.
Not only did the guy not move away, but also we leaned in toward each other and started a passionate kiss that made my earlier kissing encounter seem weak. This guy loved to kiss [you know what they say about Latin Lovers], and I was more than up to the challenge. We kissed and rubbed chests for a short time. Not wanting to attract a crowd in the dungeon area, and wanting to keep this hot, young, Latin stud all to myself, I asked if he was interested in going upstairs. He said yes.
I followed him up the stairs, which afforded me the opportunity of watching is towel-clad ass as he climbed the stairs. I was hoping that this would be the climax to a very good night at the club. He stood to the side as we reached the main floor of rooms, and allowed me to pass - he then followed me to my door, which I unlocked with great anticipation. As soon as the door was shut, we picked up with the fantastic and passionate kissing which had begun downstairs. Quickly the towels were off, and I saw for the first time the full package of great smooth chest, tight abs, and very nice cock that had actually agreed to come and play with me. I don't know what made the difference this time - the working out that had improved my chest, the dark tan, or even the new goatee, but something had allowed me to attract exactly the type of guys tonight that really turn me on.
After kissing for a couple of minutes, I licked my way down over his chin and Adam's apple toward those muscular pecs. I licked his right nipple with vigor as he stuck his tongue in my ear, really turning me on. I grabbed his cock and stroked it to greater hardness. He in turn rubbed my chest, and stomach and then ran his hands around my waist to the small of my back and then started massaging my ass. I was totally turned on. He pushed me back against the wall, and worked his way down over my chest, stomach and belly button, and started teasing my cock with his tongue, licking his way from my ball sack up to the head. As he slowly took my penis in his mouth, and started working it down his throat, I put my hands on his head and started making love to his hot, wet mouth. He started rubbing my asshole with his fingers as he sucked my cock, and I wasn't sure whether he thought he would be going there or not.
Oskar, [I would find out his name later], then pushed me over to the small bench provided in the room, made me sit down, and then he knelt in front of me. He took both legs and lifted them up to his shoulders and he dove in and started licking my balls and then taking one at a time into his mouth. This started driving me crazy, and I wanted to feel that tongue on my asshole as well. I slowly pushed his head down further, raising my body further off the bench until his tongue found my hole and started darting in and out. I could have cum in a minute or two of this, but didn't want everything to end quite that quickly.
Next I stood up, and took control of the situation, much more than I ever had before. I had gained some real confidence this evening, and wanted to finish it off the way I really wanted to. I turned Oskar around, facing the wall, and had him spread his legs. I worked my way down his muscular back to his firm ass, and pulled the two cheeks apart to reveal the target of my desires. I knelt down, and started fingering, and then licking his hole. He obviously was enjoying the attention I was giving his hole, and started moaning more than ever before. I still wasn't sure if he was even interested in being fucked, but thought this would be a great way of finding out. Sure enough, I was not to be disappointed.
After 3 or 4 minutes of hot tongue fucking, Oskar took over, and made it clear that what I wanted next was also want he wanted. He leaned over the bench, facedown, and reached for the condom and lubricant provided by the club. This position made his tight ass look that much better. [Those of you who have seen a tight, young ass from this perspective know exactly what I mean]. He handed me the condom, which I unwrapped and rolled down my very anxious and hard cock, while he opened the lube and rubbed some on his hole. He than handed me the packet, and I rolled a generous amount on the tip of my covered cock.
I moved into position, behind this hot Latin stud, and pointed the head of my cock at his hole. My head entered at just the right height and angle, and found him to be very tight. He sucked in his breath as I entered his hole, and I held still for a couple of seconds. As I heard his breathing calm, I slowly pushed my cock in, while holding either side of his waist. This guy was very tight, and probably had not been fucked in quite a while. It must have taken at least 3 or 4 minutes for me to work my whole cock in, and I have never felt such a tight ass, so much so that I could feel his muscles tense around my cock with each breath. After holding me still for a short time, he started rocking slowly, back and forth, and I took that as the sign to start fucking this hot, young guy. Watching my cock going in and out of the tight ass, and feeling the great sensation of his tightness was the climax of the evening I was hoping for. We fucked for only about 5 minutes, when I let loose with my second load of the night, and Oskar jerked himself off as I came inside him. After pulling out, and removing the rubber, we stood, and enjoyed one last passionate kiss.
I'm going to keep working out, and plan on visiting the club again soon - based on tonight's success.