Date: Wed, 28 Oct 2015 12:05:02 -0500
From: Roy Payne <rjepayne@yahoo.com>
Subject: Birthday At The Baths

I was recently reminded of my first time at the Baths.  First time I ever
went there I had been cruising War Memorial Park, a known hot spot where I
never failed to get my cock sucked.

It was my 21st birthday and I had just left a party at my parents' home and
since I was legally "a man" I felt like doing something to feel like a man.
And to me, that meant sex!  It was dusk when I walked out into the trees,
followed by a sexy 40-ish businessman in a shirt & tie.  In no time at all,
he was on his knees sucking my hard, thick 7 incher but after just a few
seconds, he looks up at me and says "You wanta go someplace private?"  I
said, "Is it close?"  He nodded and said, "Follow me."

As I drove my car behind him, I wondered where he lived.  I had gone home
with a few guys and had found myself in the beautifully decorated master
bedroom of a huge mansion, a dirty tiny cheap one room "apartment" with a
mattress on the floor, and an average home in the suburbs.

We drove a mile uptown to a nondescript brick building with a plaque by the
door, "Club K.C."  We went into a small entryway with a man at a glass
window where my "friend" paid for both of us and received two white bath
towels, one of which he handed to me.  A buzzer sounded and he pushed open
the door to our right.  It opened onto what looked like a gym with weights
and workout machines and mirrored walls.  But all the people working out
were men and they were all wearing only a white towel around their waists.
Many of them were well-built and some were laying on the weight benches
with their privates semi-exposed.  Wow!

One side of the room was a wall of showers where 2-3 men were bathing and I
recall that one guy was washing another guy's chest!!  I was like a little
kid in a candy store and everywhere I looked, I saw sexy men that made me
hard in my pants.  My "friend" led the way across the room and down a
narrow hallway with doors lining either side.  Several towel-clad men were
walking the halls, checking each other out.  They all looked longingly at
me and I felt like a baron of beef on a banquet table.

We stopped at a door which he unlocked and we went in.  Immediately, he
began to undress but when I nervously reached for my buttons, he stopped me
and said, "Wait."  After he was naked (and a magnificent specimen he was
... 6 feet, 190 lbs., broad shoulders, trim waist, fairly hairy with a nice
cock ... he turned to me and said, "Let me help you." and he began to
undress me.  Unbuttoning my shirt, he began to kiss my neck and ears, but
when he went for my lips, I turned my face away ... I wasn't "gay" and I
didn't kiss men.

My shirt came off and he sucked gently on my nipples, a "first" for me.  It
wasn't at all exciting to me, but he seemed to enjoy it.  As he was kissing
my chest, his hands were working to unbuckle my belt, then the hook at the
top of my pants, and then I felt the zipper being slowly lowered.  He
pulled my pants down, with a little struggle getting them over my hard cock
which was aching to be released from my briefs.  He pushed me down onto the
narrow, black-vinyl covered bunk as he knelt to remove my shoes & socks
before sliding my pants all the way off.

"Lie down, please" he said.  So I stretched out on my back, hands clasped
behind my head.  He got up and knelt between my legs and began stroking my
muscular thighs.  Then he bent down and began to kiss and nibble my
cloth-covered cock, another "first".  After a few seconds of this, he
pulled at my waistband, I raised my hips and he slipped my briefs off of me
so we were both naked.  He looked down at my trim, toned body and said,
"Beautiful."  Then he bent his head, took me into his mouth and began to
give me the best blow job I'd ever had.  I gave myself to what I was
feeling and let him work his magic on me.

In my lust-filled haze, I noticed that he was stroking himself while he
sucked me and I was surprised at the size of his cock!  I'd never seen one
anywhere near as big.  It must've been easily 9 inches and very thick.  I
found myself wondering what it felt like and maybe even ... what it would
taste like?  That thought brought me to a sudden, earth-shaking climax and
before I could warn him, I began to shoot my load.  He was making a "Mmmm"
sound and I could feel contractions as he swallowed again and again.  Wow!!
He was a great cocksucker and after a few moments, he had me totally
drained.  I gave a big, satisfied sigh as he finally let my still-hard cock
(Hey!  I was young!!) out of his mouth.  Then he raised up on his knees,
stroking his monster cock and as I watched, he threw his head back, gave a
loud groan and ropes of white cum started blasting out of his cock.  They
landed on my flat belly, my lightly-haired chest and even on my face. (I
remember one right in my eye ... didn't burn, but it blurred my vision.)

Then he climbs off of me and begins to chuckle.  "Wow!" he said.  "You were
amazing!"  I laughed and said, "Me?  You did all the work.  You were the
amazing one!"  He said, "Babe, I haven't cum like that in a long, long time
and you're the one who made that happen."  As I watched, he began to get
dressed.  He did look great, a real manly man.  Solidly built, hairy in all
the right places (his ass, when he bent over, was real furry), and that
amazing cock which, now that it was soft, didn't begin to show how big it
could get when hard.

When he had his clothes on, he turned to me and tossed me a key.  "Stick
around," he said.  "The room's paid for and a hot, well-hung young guy like
you could have a helluva lot of fun here."  He opened the door to leave,
then turned and said, "But if I were you, I'd start with a hot shower."
motioning at my cum-covered torso.  And with a wink, he was gone.

I stood up, wrapped the towel around my waist and made my way back to the
workout room.  There was nobody in the showers where I found some
dispensers for soap & shampoo.  While I was lathering my hair, I felt hands
on my back.  When I could open my eyes, I saw a very sexy naked man smiling
at me.  He said, "Thought you could use some help washing your back?"  I
thought about it, looked him over, and said, "Thanks.  That'd be nice."

So my 21st birthday turned out to be a real night to remember ... my first
of many nights at the Baths (which turned out to be within walking distance
of my apartment).  But the tale of the rest of that night is a story for
another time.