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This is a work in progress. I will post it in several parts. When I finally complete it, I will post it all.
I crave feedback, and anyone who has had a hot experience at a bathhouse, particularly first time, send it along. I just might use it!
Bill taosbill@gnn.com
My First Night at the Baths Part 1
It had been over a week since my girlfriend had gone back east to care for her sick mother and I had gotten lonely and horny. Restless, I decided to take a long walk. After several miles I stopped to rest. I watched two guys, arm in arm, leave the building right in front of me, and realized I was outside the gay bathhouse. I remembered how my girlfriend's brother, who was gay, would rave about the goings on in there. He joked that I would be a big hit at the baths because I was so thin and fair.
At parties, my girlfriends brother's friends were always trying to hit on me. I liked one friend well enough to wonder what it would be like with him, but my girlfriend was always with me, and I was terrified about being called a faggot. I thought about how two years ago, I had been in a public bathroom to urinate, and a guy had come up beside me, reached over and touched my cock. I became excited and wanted him to go further, but I was so nervous that someone might see us, I quickly left. Now, by chance, I was outside a place where that kind of activity would be safe. How badly I wanted someone to touch my cock now! I looked around to see if anyone was watching, and quickly walked to the door and went inside, my heart pounding in anticipation. There was loud disco music blaring in the lobby. The guy at the window could tell I was nervous even though I pretended to be casually looking at the posters, and asked me if I was offended by gay behaviour. I started blushing furiously and said no. As he looked at me intently, I blurted out that I was curious and blushed even more. He kept looking at me intently as he was taking my valuables. As he handed me a towel and key to my locker, he said "Enjoy yourself" and gave me a wink. He told me he definitely would check to see if I was doing ok. Our eyes locked for a few moments and then he buzzed me in.
It was late afternoon and there wasn't much activity in the place. I found my locker in an upstairs hallway, and became nervous when two guys in towels walked by and stopped a few feet away to watch me undress. I became a little aroused when I pulled down my briefs, because I knew they were 'checking out the goods' but I avoided eye contact. I wrapped my towel tight around me and set out to explore.
I went down a corridor that was pretty narrow and dimly lit with a curtain at the end of it. I pushed the curtain aside and entered a darkened room with a television on one side, and several rows of benches on the other side. I could hear groaning from the television over the music, and when I looked, there were two guys going at it. The guy on top had the other guy on his back, pinning his legs back over his head, so his ass was sticking up. His cock was going straight down into the other guy's ass. The guy being fucked had his mouth wide open and his eyes shut tight, and his moans became louder and louder as he was being ridden faster and faster. Finally the guy fucking let out a loud groan and pulled his cock out and came all over the guy he was fucking. The screen went dead. I kept visualizing that guy's contorted face. Did he enjoy what was being done to him? I certainly wasn't going to let anybody do that to me!
I got up and continued exploring. The corridors were all dimly lit with red bulbs. I came to a line of stalls that looked like johns, but when I opened one up, there was no toilet, only a hole in the wall connecting to the next stall. I got an erection, when I thought about what might happen, if you stuck your dick through it.
I found a hallway with numbered rooms. There were noises coming from one. I leaned against the door to listen what was going on. The room was shaking and a voice kept moaning, "fuck me, fuck me" over and over. I was amazed how he kept begging for it. I wanted to see if his face was like the guy's on the screen. Maybe that open mouth and closed eyes meant pleasure, not pain. "Sounds like something hot going on in there!" came a voice from behind me. I spun around in surprise, and came face to face with the guy who checked me in. "I like to listen in too. That's one of the benefits in working here." he chuckled. "Come on. Let me show you around." he added.
He had striking good looks with short bleached white hair and soft blue eyes. He looked very fit, all he had on were running shorts, and they were obviously not just for show. He had an easy going way, and I relaxed, as we walked down the hall.
We came to the line of stalls and stopped. He looked into my eyes and said, "Let me show you how these work." He took my arm and led me to the door. "Go on in." he whispered. I entered and the door banged shut behind me. I heard a similar bang in the stall next to me, and knew he was inside. My heart started pounding. "It's now or never." I thought.
I looked down at the hole and there was his hand, with two fingers outstretched waving me closer. I watched his hand extend, searching for me. I couldn't breath. I let out a sigh when he found my crotch. It felt wonderful as he rubbed my dick through the towel, and it sprang to attention. He tugged on it, leading me closer to the hole. His other hand came through and found the knot in my towel, and pulled it open. The towel slipped to the floor and both hands were on my cock, stroking and squeezing. It felt so pleasurable, I couldn't stand still. "You are hot!" he whispered, and withdrew his hands.
I looked down, and sticking out through the hole was his own cock. The tables had been turned! I felt uneasy, it was a big step to touch a man's cock. I closed my eyes and put my hands on it. How warm it was! I could feel his pulse! I lightly stroked it, tracing the ridge around the head and the vein along the shaft. It swelled even larger from my touch and became rigid. I opened my eyes to see it pointing up at me. My own dick had become just as rigid; I was amazed how excited I became in arousing him.
The music stopped. Over the speakers was a "Joel, Brinks is here." I heard him mutter, "Shit! I got to go count the receipts." He withdrew his cock and entered my stall. He put his arms around me and we swayed together cock to cock for a few minutes. He reached down and gave my cock a big squeeze and said, "I'd like to take care of this later." and then left. I leaned against the stall in disappointment. I stroked my cock, thinking of those beckoning fingers and stiff dick pointing up at me.
I found the shower room. It was large, with eight shower heads. The water felt great! There was a sauna room and a steam room off the shower room. I decided to try the steam room. I opened the door and could barely see from all the vapor. I groped around for a place to sit. I sat back rubbing my arms and chest which had become slippery from the steam. I heard strange noises, and realized I wasn't alone!
Slowly the steam dissapated and I saw the outlines of two guys right next to me! One was standing, while the other was kneeling in front of him kissing his cock. They did not care that I was watching! I saw the guy kneeling put his hands on the other guy's butt, purse his lips and pull him forward, all the way in to his mouth. Then he put his hands on the guy's hips, and with his cheeks sunk way in, started pulling off of the cock. The guy being sucked let out a loud groan, and the guy sucking him gagged. Gobs of cum flowed down his chin, but he held that cock in his mouth till the guy being sucked, pushed his head away and sat down gasping. The steam started again and they got up to leave. The guy who did the sucking, stroked my erect cock as he went by.
That show made me incredibly horny, and I waited, hoping he would come back and do me. I would give him a mouthful! After a while the steam got too hot and I got up to leave. When I opened the steam room door, I saw a well built black guy in the shower lathering his cock. It was enormous! He saw me staring and stretched it straight out for my benefit. It must have been a foot long!
I didn't want anything to do with him! I went to the showerhead in the corner. He moved right over to the showerhead next to me. "Let me do your back." he said, and before I could answer, he was lathering my back. I loved backrubs, and I relaxed. He quickly moved to my ass, squeezing my buns with his big hands. It felt real good and I made no effort to stop him. Over and over, he stroked them, spread them apart, and squeezed them. He guided me against the wall, and said, "Your buns are so firm, I could massage them all night." I murmurred contentedly. He ran his finger along my crack, and whispered, "I'd love to take you back to my room and give you a real deeeep massage." I froze. The way he said deep! "I've never done this before." I said, afraid to look at him. "Then, why are you here?" he asked. I didn't know what to say. "Come on! I've got some stuff in my room that will make you crazy for sex." he urged. His hands returned to my buns, stroking and squeezing them. He kept on rubbing them all the way to his room.
Here I was, alone in a room with a naked black guy with a huge dick in a gay bathhouse. The room had mirrors on the wall and ceiling! He brought out a baggy with little white chunks inside. He put one chunk in a small pipe, handed it to me, and told me to inhale when he lit it. I felt an incredible rush from the first hit. I took a few more hits, and was soon flying. I asked him what it was and he said crack. "It's incredible stuff, I see why people get addicted to it." I said "Yeah" he said, "Some guys will do annnything for a hit." With that he grabbed a jar of white cream, and spread it over his cock. He took my hands and placed them around it. It felt so warm and slippery. How it thickened when I squeezed it! "Your so big!" I exclaimed. "Bigger is always better." he laughed.
He turned me around and patted my buns, but this time he was interested in the crack between them. He found my anus and let out a low whistle when he pressed a finger against it. He put his arms around my chest and pulled me back against him. I felt the full length of his hard cock against me. As he ground it against me, I shivered, knowing he was going to make me take it up my ass.
He told me to bend over and grab my ankles. He put his cock against my anus and gripped my hips. I held my breath, as I felt myself being stretched open, and looked back up between my legs to see this big black cock disappearing into my ass. I felt intense pressure building in my bowels as he pushed it deeper and deeper. I had such a grip on him, that when he started to withdraw, it felt like he was pulling out my insides. It felt so pleasurable, that I let out a loud continuous moan. As he worked my ass, I thought about the guy behind the door, who kept begging for it.
I remember lying on my back on the bed with my legs bent back. He was on top of me and I had my hands on his ass trying to pull him deep into me. He kept back, content to just jabbing my anal ring, driving me crazy. He had opened the door, so anybody walking by could see him plowing me. I was so high, I didn't care. All that mattered was that cock up my ass.
I remember his incredibly loud groan, how he pulled his cock out and shot all over me. A guy who had come in and was rubbing his cock on my face while I was being fucked, licked it all up.
I took a long shower and went back to the steam room. The guy who had been there earlier, giving that blowjob was in there alone! I sat down across from him, and he got right up and sat on the floor in front of me. He leaned forward and started breathing on my dick. I got an instant hardon. His tongue was all over it. He took his time, drenching it in saliva, and making me squirm, before his mouth closed over it. I loved the feel of its wet warmth, and I went into ecstacy as he lightly sucked on it. I knew I wasn't going to last long. I put my hands on his head and stood up and started to pump his mouth. As I felt my orgasm building, I moaned that I was going to cum. He went all the way down on me. He took the first spurt down his throat, released me, and caught the rest on his tongue, savoring it, before swallowing it. He then sucked me until I couldn't stand it anymore.
I went downstairs and fell fast asleep on a couch. When I awoke, the music was much louder and there were a lot of guys walking around in towels.
to be continued...