Date: Fri, 01 Nov 2002 13:43:11 -0600
From: Paul Wilson <paulwilson45@hotmail.com>
Subject: Health Club Tour

It was the year I was 13.  I had been living with my father for several
years, since he and my mother had separated.  I had known for some time that
my father was gay, and was beginning to realize that I probably was, too.
Or maybe bi, since I also enjoyed looking at girls.  But boys seemed to
attract me the most.  At our local pool, I was one of the few boys who
showered naked.  I liked to show off.  Not that I had that much to show, but
I liked it when other boys looked at me naked.  And of course I liked to see
them when I could.  There were a couple of older boys who looked at me
especially intensely, so I figured they were getting their kicks seeing me
naked.

My dad belonged to a mens health club on the other side of town.  He never
took me with him, but he went a couple of times a week, and would be gone
for a couple of hours.  He said he worked out, swam, and stuff.  I finally
found out what the word "stuff" meant one day after he caught me jacking off
to pictures of naked men on a gay web site.  He said it was OK, and that
maybe it was time for me to go to the health club with him.

The next night he asked if I wanted to go, and of course I did, so we got
ready.  I asked if I needed to pack a bathing suit, since I'd never seen him
take one.  He said I didn't need one, so off we went.

When we arrived my dad introduced me to the guy at the front desk and told
him I was his son, and he smiled and said hi, and said he hoped I enjoyed
myself.  We went into the changing room, and I saw several men of all ages
from about 16 to much older, all either naked or getting into or out of
their street clothes.  My dad gave me a tour.  There was a room full of
exercise equipment, a small pool, a large Jacuzzi, a steam room, and a
massage room next to the changing room.  What caught my eye was a wall with
five or six separate rooms with mottled glass doors so you couldn't see in.
And throughout, everyone was completely naked.  It was an all-male naked
health club.  I was intrigued.

During the tour I saw one guy climb up onto a massage table, and another
came over and started rubbing his back.  I also saw two guys go into one of
the little rooms.  When they opened the door I could see a comfortable
looking bed inside.  That's when I noticed the condom dispenser on the wall,
as each of them took one before going into the room.  I was starting to get
the drift of what went on here.  I'd seen enough on the gay web sites to
know what guys did together.

My dad and I went back to the changing room, and he asked me if I liked what
I saw.  I said yes, and he said I was on my own and could do anything I
wanted.  He was going to work out a bit.

I stripped down and grabbed a towel and went to the Jacuzzi, figuring that
was a good place to start.  I felt a little self conscious being naked in
public like that, but I soon got over it.  I liked the looks the other men
gave me, and enjoyed checking them out.  I was the only one in the place
with no pubic hair (actually I had a little, but it was too fine and light
colored to see unless I looked closely).

The water in the Jacuzzi was a bit too hot for my taste, but I stuck it out
for a while.  I had to sit on the edge to cool down a couple of times, and
noticed my crotch was getting a lot of attention.  A couple of guys gathered
there, I think to look me over, and we talked a bit.  They all wanted to
know how old I was, what grade I was in, and things like that.  After a
while I decided to try something else, so I walked around.  I saw there were
a couple of guys talking in the massage room, so thought I might see if I
could get a massage.  I walked over and spread out my towel, and climbed
onto a table, laying on my stomach.  Sure enough, very soon a young guy came
over and asked if I'd like a massage.  I said yes, so he started to rub me
down.  He used some oil from a container on a shelf, and it felt great.

After about ten minutes of that, I decided to take a risk and turn over.  As
I lay on my back, I could see that my penis was at half mast, and that they
guy giving the massage was looking at it appreciatively.  He started to do
my front, and when he got to my legs and hips I got a full boner, and he
must have known I was ready for more.  It was only about 4 inches long, but
the foreskin hanging over the end made it look a little longer, and I liked
it.  Then I noticed two things.  First, my dad walked by with another man,
and they went into one of the private rooms, each taking a condom on the way
in.  Second, a small crowd started to gather around my table as they guy was
working me over.  Several of them were half hard, so I could tell they were
enjoying the show.

After a bit, the guy massaging me tentatively touched my penis, and when I
didn't do anything to protest, began to play with it.  It felt soooo good.
He squirted oil on it, and rubbed it all around, pulling my foreskin back
and forth.  I'd never felt anything like it.

Then he started jacking me off, slowly and gently.  I noticed several of the
guys standing around had full boners now, and a couple were rubbing them
while watching.  I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feelings coursing
through my penis and crotch as the guy masturbated me expertly.  As I was
nearing orgasm, I opened my eyes to see there were six or eight guys now
ringing the table, all jacking off while watching.  They were passing the
oil bottle around and were all well lubed.

I started to tense as my orgasm neared, and then it hit.  First there was
one dry spasm, a long delay and a second, then my penis began throbbing
quickly, with small jets of sperm.  I wasn't shooting much those days, but
it was enough, and it felt great.  One squirt went all the way up to my
chest, and I had a little line of sperm all the way down to my crotch.  My
masturbator just held on tightly, being careful not to touch the head of my
penis.

Then I noticed that the crowd was unloading along with me.  There were jets
of sperm flying all around me, many landing on the table and onto my naked
body.

My masturbator let go, and I just lay there recovering from the best orgasm
of my life.  Just then my father and his partner came out of their room, and
he saw me and what was going on, and just smiled.

Two guys helped me off the table, and said I'd put on a good show.  We all
went into the showers and cleaned up, and shortly after that my dad and I
got dressed and left.  I was pretty quiet on the drive home, a little
embarrassed that my father had seen me laying there covered in my own sperm
and that of a bunch of strangers, but he broke the ice by saying it looked
like I'd had a good time.  I said yes, and asked if I could use one of the
little rooms next time.  "Be my guest," he said with a smile.