Saturday, November 28, 2009

Bathhouse Friends

It had been a few weeks since I last went to The Club and I honestly couldn’t stop thinking about it. Not in a crazy, obsessive way, but it was so hot and I had such a good time that I yearned for it. Still, I wasn’t sure if I really classified myself as a “Bathhouse Guy” so I didn’t run back there very quickly. I almost regret that now, looking back on some good times I was most likely missing out on.

When I did go back, I was again pretty nervous. The first time I was so horny I couldn’t stand it, and the second time wasn’t much different. After a few weeks of longing, I again found myself alone, aroused and thinking about The Club. I decided it was a long enough wait and I almost ran there.

Since it was my second time, I knew what to do and where to go despite the fact that my heart was still pounding in my chest. Once again, I took off my clothes as fast as possible and left the locker room in my towel to do a lap and find out what was going on. I realized as I was doing this that it was a great way to make yourself feel at ease, walking around, taking everything in, seeing who was there. All of that made the unknown known and my heartbeat settle down a tad.

I decided to take things easy this time. The last time I was here, I dove right into the steam room and had a blast, but my tactic then was to get my rocks off as fast and as many times as possible. This time I wanted to experience the place a little more. I decided to lounge by the pool for a little while.

The pool area was actually quite beautiful. It wasn’t just a cement hole in the ground, it was a resort-style pool and then men lounging around it weren’t really the aggressive type you’d expect in a place like this. They were hanging out, chatting and being friendly with each other. I have to admit, it was a little odd for me to see – after all, wasn’t the whole point just sex? Still, I was intrigued and picked a spot and after a few minutes, I easily got roped into nearby conversation.

My second time at The Club was not really at all what I was expecting. I had a really good time, and not just sexually either. I had a few laughs and met some really cool guys. Nothing is more relaxing than just lounging by the pool and shooting the shit.
After a little while of small talk we decided to go see what was happening inside. We walked around the labyrinth of hallways I decided to again pick a common area. This time I chose the sauna, some dry heat seemed like exactly what I needed. I beckoned for my new friends to join me and we sat along the upper wall and watched a few guys thoroughly enjoying themselves. It wasn’t long until we all got in the mood as well and next thing I knew I was on cloud nine, with the only thought in my mind being, “Why did I wait so long?” The next visit won’t be so far in the future.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Bathhouse Beginnings

I walked into the Club and I have to admit, I was pretty nervous. There were a few guys in the welcome area I didn’t dare look any of them in the eye. A mere half hour ago I was clawing at myself I was so horny, and at that time the decision to come here was a no-brainer. I felt like a 24 year old should experience a place like this, especially one as sexually healthy as I considered myself. Still, the act of actually being in there was a little overwhelming. There was honestly no turning around at that point, and the unknown ahead was extremely titillating.

As I walked into the locker room I looked out of the corner of my eye to see who was around. There were two guys changing, slightly older than me with nice, manly bodies, but again I couldn’t really look them in the eye. I picked a locker in the corner where nobody could really see me and quickly took off my clothes, shoved them into a locker, wrapped myself in the towel and finally breathed. “Here we go,” I thought to myself.

I left the locker room, rounded the corner and was slightly surprised by the venue. It spread out before me and the only thing I could compare it to was an adult male playground. It was a gym, a spa and a social club all at the same time. My mind dwelled on this for a fraction of a second because it was at this point I realized that there were men everywhere in towels. So many things were running through my head, but the most prominent thing was sex and I felt my lust rising inside me.

I walked around the establishment to acquaint myself. Steam room, sauna, pool, whirlpool, shower, it was all pretty much as expected. It all seemed inviting and the men sitting around these areas were just as inviting. The nerves I had felt upon entering the place were slowly being replaced by arousal and I’m confident I wasn’t the only one who noticed my more relaxed state. Every minute that passed made me more and more comfortable, but I still wasn’t looking anybody entirely in the eyes. I felt like the next step would be to commit to a location.

I opened the door to the steam room and proceeded to sit down on the opposite end of the room, where I noticed a couple guys spaced out and also lounging, taking in the humid air. It was at this point that I decided to relax enough and make some eye contact. I looked up and across the area was a guy, eyes locked on mine, and all his eyes said was, “I want you now.” I’m not sure if it was his gaze or the steam, but my breath caught in my throat. As I coughed a little and turned my head I realized he was standing before me. I looked up slowly, scared about what might be meeting me at the top of his strong frame. I then reached the top and met that intent gaze again. I smiled despite myself.