Visit to a Bath House Ch. 02 Revisted
Join us for an enticing journey in ‘Visit to a Bath House Ch. 02 Revisited.’ Dive into the steamy allure of intimacy and exploration as characters navigate desire and connection in a vibrant bathhouse setting. Unfold the layers of passion and sensuality in this captivating gay sex story that promises to leave you breathless.
I was visiting friends in the Denver area. Earlier in the day I had stopped by a bath house called the Denver Swim Club. Having never been to one before, I was a bath house virgin. But no more.
My friends and I caught up and ended up going to a couple of clubs in Denver. They lived up in Greeley and drove down to meet me. My buddies drank copious amounts of alcohol. I only had a few as I had a lot on my mind from earlier today. One of my buddies, Dave, decided to hook up with a lady for the night, which left just the two of us – me and Chris. Both of us are in our early thirties and have known each other since college. We never roomed together, but were steady friends.
The drinking continued, with shots and more shots. Chris could barely walk when we left the bar. I poured him into the back seat and decided to find a hotel. I only had a slight buzz and felt I was fine to drive. I left downtown and headed east. Perhaps it was dumb luck or fate, but I ended up driving by the same club as before. I instantly got horny. I slowed down and pulled over. I watched the club from a distance and glanced into the back seat. Chris was out for the count. Handsome guy. Too bad he wasn’t gay.
I thought about going in to the club for a quick visit. Chris would never be the wiser. It was fall and the temperature was in the mid-70’s tonight. He could sleep it off in my SUV for an hour or so…nobody would be the wiser. With my tinted windows, nobody would even know he was in there. Another classic example of the little head thinking for the big head. I turned the truck around and pulled into the parking lot. At 2am, there was quite a bit of activity at the club. I parked in the last available spot.
I walked into the club with less hesitation than my earlier trip this morning. Again, I walked to the front desk and paid my fee for a locker. After getting buzzed in, I headed straight to the locker room, unbuttoning my shirt as I walked down the hallway. I wouldn’t wait to be naked. The locker room had about 10 people in it of various ages, shapes and sized. More on the young side tonight, most of them must have been carded.
I stripped down and grabbed my towel, condom and key. I still had some modesty and wrapped the towel around my waist and ventured around the club. I stopped in the shower area for a quick rinse to relieve me of the bar stink. It was crowded in there and I ended up sharing a shower with a young looking blonde. He was completely shaved. When it was my turn under the head, my shower mate took matters into his own hands and started washing my body. Others in the room were already doing this, so it wasn’t a big deal. He started washing my chest and nipples, and then moved on to my pits. As he descended down my body he whispered in my ear “how ’bout I give you a shave, Bear?” I instantly got hard, even before he cupped by balls and kneaded them.
I have a light dusting of black hair on my chest and stomach with a full crop of hair in my crotch. My back is naturally bare, and my ass has a heavy forest in my crease which lightens up as it spread across my ass. This young lad actually had me contemplate it for a while…but the memory of itchy crotch and how to explain this to my wife helped me to decided to pass on his offer.
While he was getting me good and clean up front, I felt a new set of hands rubbing soap into my shoulders. I leaned forward and put my head against the wall, letting the water run down by shoulders and back. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling, reaching my arms up over my head to help brace me to the wall. The strong hands gave me a combination cleaning and massage, helping relieve any tension I had before. My resolve was washing away and down the drain. As this stranger went lower, I looked down to see a very dark skin. I smiled and closed my eyes as he started to work on my ass.
He spread my legs apart a bit and started to clean my furrow. I was instantly hard as a rock and spread my legs wider to give him more access. He rubbed a soapy finger across my pucker and held it there. I pushed back into him and sank down to the palm of his hand. I could feel him grin behind me as he started to slowly twist his finger around. When he touched my prostate I went weak at the knees. He said “let me rinse and dry you off”. He led me out of the shower and brought me into the sauna. He sat me down on the high ledge and took my cock in his mouth down to the root. I lost my breath. He pulled off and said “you need a shave dude”. I looked around and saw a number of people in two-some and more. All forms of sex. Oral, anal…it was no holds bar. My partner was inching up closer to me, spreading my legs further apart and I looked between his legs.
Holy Crap, he was huge. At least 9″ long and it looked as thick as my wrist. I started shaking my head and said “sorry buddy, but no way”. He said “come on dude, just give it a little try”. I pulled my legs down and wrapped both hands around it and started stroking. The young kid ffrom the shower came in and started sucking the black guy off right in front of me. He took out a rubber and eased it ¾ down his dick (that is how far it would go). Then he leaded forward on the bench and said “I’ll give it a go.” I watched in fascination as that monster cock slowly made its way inside. The kids was wincing at the beginning and grunting the rest of the way. I didn’t think it was possible, but the kid took most of it. I decided to check out more of the club.
I rinsed off in the shower again, but couldn’t find my towel. I was going to head back to the front desk to get another one when I walked past the hot tub. There were 5 guys in there – all young college age guys. I slid into the water and bumped into the guy next to me. I apologized and he said “no worries” and started rubbing up and down my leg. When he got to my cock, he said “nice”. He stood up for a minute and stretched in front of me. He had a great body with a tight 6 pack. He was sporting a brazilian and he looked hot. His cock was uncut and I had never seen one before. As I was thinking of going in for a closer inspection, he turned around and sat in my lap. I boned up immediately. He just rocked back and forth on by cock for a couple of minutes. One of his buddies, a look-a-like of Chris O’Donnell, started making a bet. Whoever was the biggest in the tub would get to fuck the smallest in the tub. I was thinking of begging off. I am above average in thickness, but measure 6″ on a good day. The guys all started getting up and showing their hard cocks. They ranged from about 7 ½” at the largest to about 5″ at the smallest. And the smallest belonged to the biggest guy there, a football type. I silently breathed a sign of relief and stood up to show what I had. The tall skinny guy with the big cock lead the football player over to the room with the sling and closed the door. I had mixed emotions about it, envious and scared for him at the same time. I left the college bowl and walked down a hallway which passed the glory holes. I am not one for anonymous sex and like to see how and what I am dealing with, and ended up passing that group very quickly. The hallway dead-ended, or so I thought. There was a little bed at the end with a video monitor. I climbed in, loosing my towel in the process.