A gay sex stories: Business Travel Reignites Interest I was in my mid-forties and had been married about fifteen years. As I’ve found to be true with many married guys, the sex at home with my wife had dropped off to a point where, with few exceptions, getting myself off was my only sexual activity. I didn’t want to turn to another woman as the rest of the marriage was solid so I contented myself with this reality.
My job changed to where I began doing a good amount of business travel and the alone time at night would usually find me in my hotel room and at some point, stroking my cock to get to climax. I’d think about the early marriage days and the enjoyable times I had when we were both hot for sex and that would provide some nice mental stimulation. I’d also pick up one of the soft-core magazines found in the airport gift shop and find the reading and pictures to enhance the excitement and stimulation for me. The pictures of women were my focus but I would also notice ones where there was a guy and his cock visible, not really keying in on that but just aware of it in the overall scene being portrayed.
At some point while out of town I decided to go into an adult bookstore, ABS as I see them referred to in some stories, and look through the magazines. These were far more graphic than what was found at airport stores, and I’d head back to my hotel, read the stories, look at pictures and stroke my way to orgasm. I’d always stick to the straight porn sections in the stores and wasn’t drawn to the gay material. I wonder now if that might have been a means of trying to assure myself that I had indeed left interest in guys behind after some experiences with a friend or two in my early 20’s before I began dating women and eventually married.
Eventually on one ABS visit I decided to go into the arcade area of the store where the private booths were located to watch some video porn. When I had last gone into a booth for viewing porn it was years earlier before I had married and each booth had just one movie running in it. You selected a booth based on the description of the movie on the video jacket that was in a holder next to the booth door with almost all selections being straight porn and just a few of them being gay. I had always gone to the booths with straight porn before I was married so I looked for that arrangement. What I found was that all booths had systems that allowed you to scroll through over 100 channels with different movies that you could select. It was a veritable smorgasbord of sex viewing rather than just a single show.
I went into a booth, put in a few dollars and started punching the button to move through the channels. Scenes of a guy and gal in some form of sexual play scrolled past in the first several selections and I was kind of startled when my cycling of the selector button caused a gay scene with two guys to appear. I hadn’t thought about straight and gay movies being mixed like that and I actually punched the button fast a few times to move on to a straight movie. I recall almost having a feeling as if someone might somehow be aware of what I was viewing just because it came up. With a very straight mindset, I moved on quickly back to male/female sex video selections. My interest in just viewing straight sex scenes went on for several trips to such places and I was primed to quickly push the selection button when a gay video came on and move the system on to the straight ones. I picked up on the sequence that there would be nine straight videos in a row followed by one gay and I would be ready to move through when that tenth video appeared.
One night I was going through the channels and came upon a movie showing two guys who were naked on a bed. I was about to hit the button to move on but hesitated as the scene had caught my attention. Both of the guys were smooth with nicely sized shaved cocks, each probably about six inches and cut, and they were in an embrace, side by side to clearly show their cocks to the camera, feeling each other all over. I decided to watch for a while and was turned on by the sight of their hard cocks and what they were doing. They progressed from their embracing and touching to oral play and the heat I felt in watching rose up as they would alternately and also in unison suck and lick each other.
The video then moved on to one topping the other and it appeared that they were both thoroughly enjoying what was occurring. Each of them had a very hard cock and when the guy on the bottom began to moan, buck his hips and raise his back from the bed and shot his cum onto his stomach as the top continued to pump in and out of him, I was caught up in the intensity of the scene. Then the top pulled out and shot a stream of cum from his totally hard cock onto the stomach and chest of his friend below him and I realized there was no doubt that these two were both totally into and experienced the pleasure of the sex that had occurred between them.
I knew from having heard sounds in other booths when I had been in an ABS arcade that guys were likely watching, pants down and stroking their cocks to climax. I had not felt comfortable being exposed even in the locked booth, thinking someone might somehow open the door, so I was fully dressed but had a hard on in my pants from watching that video. Adjusting my pants so my excitement was not so obvious, I left the booth and was convinced the store attendant and any other customers in there saw the tent in my pants as I left. When back in my hotel room I stripped naked, laid back on the bed and with the aid of some lube and mentally rerunning the video I had watched, I quickly came very hard. From then on, I began watching not just straight videos but also guy-guy porn when I went to an ABS, each time not getting off in the booth but waiting to be back in the privacy of my hotel room before I masturbated to a strong orgasm.
One night after watching some particularly hot gay videos in an ABS arcade, I was leaving the store and noticed a rack of free magazines at the door and I decided to pick one up. I drove back to my hotel thinking about the hot video of two guys who had really gotten into one stroking both their cocks in his hand together and bringing each other to intense orgasms where they both shot their cum at the same time all over each other. When I got to my room, I was going to go straight to getting myself off but I decided to first have a look at the magazine I had gotten at the store.
I paged through it seeing that it was full of information on gay bars and other places that catered to just men. I saw an ad for a place that I thought was a male strip club. I had gone to some strip clubs with girls performing and thought to myself that it may be hot to go to one where guys stripped. I decided to call the club but was kind of nervous and hung up before it was answered. I sat and thought about it and decided it was silly to not talk to them and see what the place was like so I called again. When the phone was answered I asked the guy on the other end what kind of entertainment they offered. He kind of chuckled and said that you made your own entertainment there and I didn’t know what he meant. He went on to explain that it was not a strip club but a private men’s club and guys pretty much did whatever they wanted. I asked if married guys ever went there and he said, “Oh yeah, all the time”. I thanked him and thought about it, considering the prospect of going. I wavered back and forth but came to the conclusion that I ought to at least check it out.
It was about a half hour drive to the location and a couple of times I debated turning back but curiosity and being horny from the video I had watched won out and I arrived at a very nondescript building in an industrial area. There were a lot of cars in the parking lot next to a one-story building with just a single open door, the light inside spilling out as a guy emerged from it. He went straight to a car, eyes kind of on the ground in front of him and not looking at or for anyone else in the area, and he got in and drove away. I sat in the parking lot a long time and was quite nervous but decided that I’d go in and check it out and that I could always leave if I didn’t feel comfortable.
I walked across the lot, hands in my pockets and head down, and went in the doorway and up to a window that was immediately inside. The glass panel had a hole for speaking through and a slot under that at the shelf for passing things back and forth. A fellow was standing there and when I asked about details for entering, I was told there was a fee for a guest pass and then a cost for either a locker or a room. I decided on the locker.
“Ok, that will be $ 10 for the day pass and $ 15 for the locker and I need to see your identification.”
The thought of identifying myself caused me to hesitate but I just went along, taking out my wallet and sliding my driver’s license and cash through the opening to him. He was very routine in doing what he did on his side and then slid my license and change back to me. Seeing a tip box attached on my side of the glass window I added some of the change to that and upon hearing a buzz sound and seeing the attendant signaling to move toward the door on my right, I went in that direction and opened the door. Walking through I found myself on the interior of the club at a second window that the attendant had walked to and he pushed a towel, key and a wrapped condom through to me.
“Lockers are to your right through that door,” he said with a smile and added, “You’ve got locker number 26 and your check out time is 5:00 am. Have fun.”
I picked up the towel, condom and key and turned to see a few guys walking around with just towels around their waists and I felt like every eye was on me. I realized that I had entered what was known as a bath house and almost left but figured I had already paid and could at least check it out. I followed the directions the attendant had given, went through the doorway and into a room with lockers lining the walls and some benches in the middle. I found my locker number and did the same as I do in a sports locker room by undressing and wrapping the towel around me, putting my clothes in the locker, using the key to lock it and putting the elastic band with the key on in around wrist. Then I set off to explore.
Emerging from the locker room into a dimly lit but sufficient-to-see corridor I saw there were a lot of guys walking around, all wearing towels around their waists. As I made my way through, several made eye contact with me and others just looked past me as they walked. I just kept walking, pretty nervous and not knowing the protocol for how to conduct oneself in a bath house. I saw that along the corridor sides there were private rooms, some with the doors open and a guy laying on a small bed platform, some with their towels on and some not wearing anything and showing off their body and cock to anyone passing by. It seemed to me that they would have been fine if I had gone in and struck up a conversation. But I just kept walking around, too nervous with the situation to engage anyone and not wanting to start something that I might find uncomfortable to get out of.
I found an outdoor pool area with guys laying naked on lounge chairs and swimming naked in the pool and whirlpool spa. There was a large room inside with a big screen tv and porn playing with guys sitting on theater type steps, some with towels on and some not. It was a surprise to see some actually playing with each other either under their towels or right out exposed. My heart was beating really hard and I was excited by the charged atmosphere and the ability to see real guys naked and doing sexual things with each other. Seeing some naked and with their cocks hard and fully exposed was ramping up the excitement for me. In the hallways a tv screen was placed in various locations with varieties of porn activity playing, all of it showing guys in some form of sex play. There were guys who sat on nearby benches watching and some others stood in the corridor to watch, most playing with their cock either under the towel or open for full view of anyone who wanted to look. The more I walked around and saw what was going on, the more it excited me by the random nature of the place. But the potential for getting myself into something beyond my comfort kept me from doing more than simply observing others and what they were doing.
Rounding one corner I found there was a shower area with several heads and under the stream of water from one stood a guy washing off, his cock semi-hard as he soaped himself up. Next to that was the door to a steam room with a few towels hanging on pegs on the adjacent wall. I lingered a bit to admire the attractive guy taking his shower and nodded to him when he looked at me and smiled. After a bit of watching him, I decided to go inside the steam room. I didn’t leave my towel outside on a hook with the others that hung there but continued to wear it inside. I had enjoyed a steam room I got to use a couple of times at a practice facility when I played college sports but there were no naked guys in the one back in college as there were in this dark room. And there was definitely nobody sucking another guy’s cock as was happening in one of the corners of this room. It was an overwhelming atmosphere but hugely exciting and I felt my cock stiffening as I made my way into the steam filled room. I found a seat on the tile bench on one wall and sat down, afraid to look right at the naked guys in with me but stealing looks as best I could. A guy about 40 years old who was trim and clean cut walked in through the door and came right over to my area, sitting down next to me. He was naked and his cock was clearly in sight, slightly firm as he fondled himself a bit with one hand.
“You look nice and I’ll bet you’re even nicer under that towel,” he said, startling me.
I looked over and fumbled a reply saying, “Um, I’m…I’m…just getting some steam tonight. Had a long flight here today and it’s nice to just relax.”
“Cool,” came his response as he patted my thigh with the hand that was not rubbing his growing cock. He was not pushy at all, pretty much just friendly in his casual manner, and followed up with, “If you’re interested in anything I’ll be around and I have a room. I’d be glad to help you with loosening up tight muscles.”
I thanked him and he must have sensed my apprehension with the situation as he moved over to another area of the room next to a naked guy, the two of them immediately grasping each other’s cock as they sat close together. After a while of letting the hot steam work on me while I looked through the fog occasionally to steal some looks at them and other guys who were there, I went back outside to the pool and laid on a lounge chair to just sort all of it out. I was excited and I just thought about the situation. It was very erotic with naked guys and clear indications that some would be glad to get into some activity with me but I was really concerned about the health risks of doing anything with guys I didn’t know. I decided I would just look and enjoy the sights and not actually do anything. While I was at the pool a guy came along and sat on the lounge chair next to me. I just laid on the lounge looking up at the warm night sky.
“First time, right?” he said. I looked his way and saw a smile.
“Sorry, what did you say?” I replied.
He pointed to my wedding ring and said that he figured by the way I was keeping to myself and was obviously married this was probably my first time at a bath house. He pointed to his wedding ring and said not to feel that I was alone in my situation or out of place because lots of married guys came to places like this. He was a really nice guy, about my age and good looking, about six feet tall, clean shaven, not a lot of chest hair, slim and looking like a regular type of guy I’d encounter in the normal course of my life. We talked for quite a while about the idea of guys being interested in playing with other guys and he shared with me that he enjoyed safe but fun play, pretty much into touching, some oral and JO with another guy. I told him that many years before I had played around with some guy friends, just doing mild stuff of touching, body contact and jerking off together but left that in the past and hadn’t really had much of a thought of doing it again until recently.
I had never had the opportunity to talk about this aspect of my life with anyone, let alone doing so in such a casual manner and it was a really good and relieving thing to share thoughts and to find that I was definitely not alone with my intertest. He said that he had a small room and that if I wanted to go there so we could talk in private he’d like that. I told him I was really hesitant to do that as I didn’t want to feel pressured into something. He said he understood, it was totally my call and that if we did go there, it could be just talk. I considered the offer for a bit and figured he was a nice enough guy so I decided to give it a shot.
We went back into the club interior and walked through the corridors and got to his room. As he was unlocking the door, a guy walked by and gave a look that seemed to indicate something like “Looks like you two are going to have some fun together”. Upon opening the door, we went in and he shut it behind us. It was a very small room with a mattress on a platform on one side, a narrow area to stand next to it and mirrors on both side walls and a wall light that he adjusted from dim to full bright. He sat at one end of the bed and I sat the other, facing each other with both of us still wearing our towels. My heart was really beating fast but I calmed down as we just talked about how he and I both had attraction to guys, watched porn, still had regular home lives as married guys and how we felt about our situations. He told me that he had started playing with other guys on business trips for the same reason I was in, namely that his wife had lost interest in sex. He said that he was super careful in how he chose someone to connect with and he was completely committed to only play safe and not do anything more involved than oral and even that was only when he had a really good feeling that the other guy was safe and did not pose any disease threat.
It was obvious that we were both turned on by the talk as our dicks were standing up against the towels and he was occasionally rubbing his both above and under his towel as he talked. I loosened up to the point where I was also touching the towel over my hard cock as we spoke and I eventually reached my hand under to stroke myself a bit. We were both watching the other play with himself when my friend, whose name I hadn’t gotten, spoke up.
“How about we take off our towels while we continue our discussion?” he said with a smile, his eyes riveted first on my towel and then shifting up to my eyes.
I thought for a moment and replied, “I wasn’t planning on doing anything but, yeah, I could go for that.”
“Oh, that’s great,” he said as he stood up next to the platform and pulled the towel apart, letting it fall to the floor.
There in front of me was revealed a great looking hard cock of another guy for the first time since I had plated with a friend back in college. He was about six inches long with a cut head and standing straight up, clearly hard and excited to be naked with me. He was shaved around his balls and the smooth look was great to see. As I took in the sight of him, I realized I was still sitting with my towel on so I stood up to face him saying, “I think I should reciprocate here.” With that, I pulled the towel apart, letting it drop to the floor as he had, revealing my own rigid cock that stood angled upward toward him. His eyes went right to it and it was very erotic to see that he was turned on by the sight of me before him. I was also about six inches long, cut and my cock and balls were shaved as well.
“Really, really nice…love the look of your cock!” he said.
“Yours has me turned on, as well,” was my reply.
We sat down on our respective ends of the bed and talked for probably an hour more about what tuned us on, how we would jack off to porn and our past experiences. It was exciting and liberating to let my thoughts out to someone else and I was surprised at how the situation had become so casual and comfortable as we talked and openly stroked our cocks and enjoyed the sight of each other.
“I’d really like to play with your cock,” he stated at one point.
I hesitated as I considered the opportunity that was right there for my taking and then replied that I was really hesitant to take that next step.
“Hey, that’s OK. I meant it when I said we could just talk if you want but that cock looks so nice and we’ve gotten comfortable with each other so I thought I’d ask.”
“Thanks. I’m really tempted but a lot has happened tonight and I think I’d better take it slow and hold off for now. But I’m really flattered that you’re turned on by me and how I look.”
“Hey, just about any guy in here tonight would probably jump at the opportunity to play with your cock. You look great and I can tell you are totally safe so I’d definitely be up for it…and as you can see, I am up for it,” he said with a bit of a laugh as he angled his cock toward me with his hand. It was totally hot to hear him throw such a compliment my way. I consider myself to be a regular type of guy, not an exceptional looking guy by any means, so his thoughts hit a good spot. Still, I just wasn’t ready to actually get physical with someone yet.
We continued our talking and sharing of turn ons and at one point he asked if I might help him with something he’d like and he told me that he would find it to be a huge turn on if he could stroke himself off while I watched.
“Sure, if you’d like that I think it would be totally hot to watch you get off,” I said in reply as I continued stroking myself as I took in the sight of him naked in front of me.
With that he laid down on the bed and reached into the pocket of his pants, which were on a hook on the wall next to the bed platform, and took out a bottle of lube. He put some of the slippery liquid on his hand, laid back on the mattress and started stroking up and down his stiff dick. I got up from my end of the bed and stood next to him so he could have a clear and close view of my hard cock right next to him. He said my cock looked so hot and he remained focused on it as he rubbed his hand up and back over his completely hard cock. I was turned on watching him and started to rub my own cock as I took in the sight of another guy naked and getting more and more turned on as he masturbated in front of me.
After a bit of him stroking and seeing him start to really get into it, I began to feel even more horny and I decided to take the situation a bit further. Without saying anything, I stepped up onto the bed platform so that I was standing over him with one foot on each side of his chest, so he could look straight up and see me naked above him. He found that to be incredibly hot and said so. Looking down on him stretched out below me, I stroked my cock and began to talk to him saying things like, “You like getting to look at my hard cock above you, don’t you?” and “Oh, you look so good under me while you jerk yourself off”.
“Oh, yeah, I love the view,” he said in reply as his back arched and he sped up his stroking. His eyes remained fixed on my cock above him and his expression changed as he reacted to the sensations in his groin area heightening toward climax. Soon, he shifted his gaze from my cock to my eyes, stiffened his back and leaned his head up off the thin pillow and speeding up the pace of his stroking, called out, “Ah, I’m gonna cum.”
“Go for it. Shoot for me. I want to see you cum!” I replied. I was so turned on by the sight of this good-looking guy, exposed to me in his vulnerability as his imminent climax rendered him practically helpless and unable to do anything but give in to the drive of his sexuality.
As we locked onto to each other’s eyes, I was able to also see a stream of cum shoot out of his cock, arching up and landing on his chest. He angled his head back into the pillow and kept stroking, releasing shot after shot of cum up and onto him as I watched his dick spasm and release its fluid. From his head to his toes his body jerked in time with each rope of cum spurting from his slick, hard dick. All the while he kept looking up at me and let out moans and gasps. His stroking pace slowed and he eventually relaxed, laying limp on the mattress, spent from his intense orgasm.
“Oh, you looked great as you came,” I said.
“That was so hot with you up above me. Looming over me like you did, I felt submissive and almost at your control. I loved that view of your cock and that made it very intense.”
“Yeah, it was intense for me, too.”
“I can see by how hard you are there. I’ll be glad to stroke you or watch while you do yourself.”
I was very hard from watching it all and said in reply, “Stay right there, and don’t move”. I bent over and took the bottle of lube that he had laid on the small stand next to the bed and then lowered myself onto my knees, one on each side of his waist. I was up off him, with my hard cock positioned a few inches above his softened cock that he held and rubbed gently in his hand. Spreading the slick liquid on one hand, I began to stroke my cock and stare at him
“You looked so hot as you worked your cock to a frenzy,” I said, feeling myself start my own rise toward orgasm. “I loved watching you shoot your cum!” My stroking took on increased urgency as I ran my eyes over his cum-streaked torso. Continuing to rub my cock faster and faster with my right hand, I lowered myself slowly onto him so that my shaved balls came to rest right on his hand that was massaging his dick.
“Move your hand. I want to feel your cock with my balls.”
“Oh, man, yes,” he said as he pulled his hand away and I closed the distance between us bringing myself down onto his cock. It felt incredibly erotic to feel his cock between my legs and against my balls.
“Oh, that…is…great!” I said as I took in the feeling of our sex pressed together. I recalled how the last time I had felt my balls on another guy’s cock had been when I had played with a couple of my friends in my early 20’s and how good that had felt back then. That thought caused a jolt of pleasure to generate in my balls as I rubbed them around on his cock and I continued to stroke my hard dick, getting more and more worked up as I took in the wildly pleasurable sensation. Without thinking about it, I took my left hand and placed it on his chest where his streams of cum had landed and started to massage the wetness all around his chest area and something about doing that sent me into the rush of orgasm. I cried out, “Ah! I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna shoot all over you!”
“Do it!” he replied and that sent me over the edge. As I continued to rub my balls on his now-hardening cock and swirl his cum around his chest, my dick began to shoot multiple streams of warm cum up and onto the very area where I was massaging his cum onto him. My hand combined our cum together and I rubbed it all over his chest and stomach as I bucked on him, pushing my balls on and around his dick. I continued to stroke myself as streams of cum erupted from my extremely hard cock and landed where my hand rubbed them around onto him.
“Oh, that was incredible!” I said as I slowed my stroking and the cum-massaging I did onto him. Almost involuntarily from my post-climax fatigue, I leaned forward and lowered my head. He reached up and, putting his arms around my back, pulled me down and on top of him. I stretched out in compliance to his embrace, pressing myself onto him, mirroring our bodies such that the slick cum spread between our torsos and stomachs. We laid there for a while, not saying anything but just breathing heavily.
Soon I felt a familiar emotion begin, the post-climax letdown that I recalled from the time years prior that I felt after cumming with another guy. It was kind of awkward and I think he felt something similar. He said, “Wow. That was intense,” as he gave me a pat on the shoulder and moved a bit, signaling that our sex play was over and it was time to move on. I agreed with him as I moved off and got to a standing position next to the bed along with him. We used the sheet and pillow case from the bed to clean the cum off ourselves and wrapped our respective towels around us. I said I definitely could use a shower and he concurred so we departed his room and together went to the showers.
We both seemed to be past being horny after the intense time we had enjoyed and went about cleaning up under our separate streams of water. He finished first and said that he was glad that we had met and hoped I felt the same. I told him I did and he departed for his room while I went to the locker area, got dressed and walked to the office window to deposit my towel and retrieve my driver’s license, which they had held upon check in. Then I walked out of the building and, heading to my car with my head lowered and eyes looking to the ground, I passed a fellow coming from his car, head down and hands in his pockets, and going to the doorway to the club. I thought to myself, “I don’t know what I was expecting when I was the one walking in earlier tonight but I sure got quite an introduction back to sex play with a guy.”