Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2011 11:53:38 -0800
From: oldfogey2011@hotmail.com
Subject: An Evening at the Baths

This story is about an evening I spent at a gay bath house in the East Palo
Alto area called Whiskey Gulch.  It is true as near as I can remember after
about thirty years.  If you like it or have comments I can be contacted at
oldfogey2011@hotmail.com.

An Evening at the Baths

Although I had experienced feeling another man's cock rubbing against mine
through the walls of a woman's vagina and rectum, anal sex had never been a
favorite activity with me.  I found that the tightness of a rectum made me
come too quickly if I was the "top." and the pain was too great if I was the
"bottom".  This adventure is about the one time that I really enjoyed
getting fucked.

It had been several weeks since I had been to any of my favorite bath
houses.  The Gentlemen's Quarter in Whiskey Gulch wasn't my favorite, but I
was horny as hell and needed a night of sex.  The GQ Baths were a mite
seedy, but they were close, and I got there about 7 PM and would stay until
the early morning hours.

Like most bath houses, the GQ had several options.  If you got there before
they were all rented out, you could get a cubicle with a place for your
street clothes and a built-in bed where you could lie and wait for
"callers."  If you lay on your back, you wanted partners to exchange oral
sex.  If you lay on your stomach, you wanted anal sex.

A cheaper alternative, or if all of the cubicles were already rented, was
to rent a small storage locker where you could lock your clothes.  In most
area of the baths, guests wore a wrap-around towel as they wandered about
observing the activity and seeking potential partners.

Other standard amenities were showers, bidets, a refreshments area with
soft drinks, etc.  Besides the locker-room and the cubicles, Any bath house
I ever went to had a large room with a raised platform in the center where
group-sex activity could take place and was usually crowded.  Many guys
lined the walls surrounding the dais to watch the activity and perhaps
fondle prospective partners.  The GQ also had a roof-top area that was nice
in good weather, but this was in February so it was too cold.

I was too late to get a cubicle, so I got a locker and changed into my
wrap-around to do a walk-about to see who was there and what activities
were going on in the various area.  First, I checked out the group room to
see the show on the dais – one guy was taking on four other at once.  He
was sucking one guy while another was fucking his ass, and still managing
to jack-off two others.  I found a spot against the wall next to a guy
whose hard cock was sticking out from under his towel.  Just as I was about
to give his prick a friendly stroke it was take into the mouth of someone
on his knees.

After an hour or so of cruising and sucking several cocks, I was ready for
some other activity and headed back to the cubicles to see what action I
could find.  As I passed one of the cubicles, a very handsome man beckoned
me over, so I stopped to chat with him a bit.  "I like your beard." he said
as reached under my towel to cup my balls in his hand, "and I'd like to get
to know you better.

We talked about ourselves a bit and what turned us on sexually.  I
emphasized that my interests were primarily for oral activities, and he was
primarily an anal top.  When I told him about my bad experiences getting
fucked in the ass, he responded: "I can certainly understand all that!  A
virgin ass requires some gentle treatment to get it relaxed and ready for a
large and hard cock.  I'd love to be the one to give you a far more
pleasant and pleasurable experience.  Let's try it with the proviso that I
will stop what-ever I am doing if you merely say `stop1'"

I admitted that I was fascinated by my fantasies of getting fucked and
agreed.  "Let's go shower first." he said; "then we can take as much time
as we want to give you pleasure." We walked naked to the shower where he
carefully bathed me and paid especial attention to my cock, balls, and
ass-hole.  His soapy fingers gently stroked and penetrated as he was
washing me.

Back in the cubicle, he laid me down on the bed and started kissing me on
the mouth while he gently stroked one of my nipples with a moistened finger
tip.  He moved down to take the other nipple between his lips and gently
suck on it, and the sensations make my now hard cock twitch.  After a bit
he bi-passed my waiting cock and started licking and sucking my balls. and
fingering my ass-hole.

He turned me onto my stomach and spread the checks of my ass so he could
lick it and get it relaxed and lubricated with his spit to allow it a admit
a finger.  After several minutes of licking and gentle fingering, he gently
pushed one finger inside me and worked it in and out like a small cock.  I
was enjoying this very much and moaned with pleasure, so he added a second
finger.  This hurt for a bit, but soon became pleasure with his gentle
ministrations.  A third finger was inserted and he became more vigorous
with finger fucking as I started involuntarily pushing back against his
hand..

He stopped for a moment to lubricate his cock and add more to my ass-hole
and gently pushed his cock into me.  When he was fully inside of me,
stopped and murmured to me: "We'll just rest like this for a few moments to
allow you to get used to having my cock deep inside you."  I responded
that: "It feels just fine."

After a short time that seemed like an eternity to me at the time, he
started slowly withdrawing and pushing back in and I began pushing my hips
up the meet his thrusts.  The tempo gradually picked up until I felt his
cock swell as he emptied his load of cum inside of me, and I came as well
from the pleasure.

I have others stories filled in the list of authors under the name: Brad
Millar.  The e-mail address there is no longer valid.  Try
oldfogey2011@hotmail.com.