Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2008 22:38:09 -0700
From: Homer's Odyssey <oremond@earthlink.net>
Subject: Europe
Well, dudes, here is a mystery story from a hot dude who writes a pretty
good MxM story. As usual the caveats apply and no rewriting or plagerism
is alright.
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I started re-reading your nifty stories, chronoligically as you
listed them. I just finished Tramping in Scotland, enjoy your easy and
funny way of writing. This story isn't anywhere near yours. Speaking of
Hans, Germans and uncut dudes, my true story involved an uncut dude as
well. We have the same fascination with foreskin, dont' we now? ha ha
ha...
Hope things are going well with you. Enjoy, let your imagination go
wild...
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It was my first time in Europe, early twenties getting to know myself
and exploring the real world. I had been going to school all the way
through, working at the same time since 17. I was the perfect little boy,
with a scholarship here and there, plus earning a living. Then I took the
train from Toronto to Vancouver (4 days!) to start a new life. I had saved
enough money working in a sports/ski shop in downtown Vancouver for this
trip. For those who don't really know me, inspite of being and looking
like a gentleman and a scholar, I had this thing inside me who loves to be
physically active and be a "jock". My passion was tennis, my disaster was
skiing (tended to fall badly.)
So there I was in A'dam my first stop in Europe. I could only afford
cheap pensions, with common bathrooms, but no showers. I was pretty much
like most young travellers, little money, lost in the world, with a duffel
bag for possession, aimlessly wandering about in the sin city with canals,
museums, painted ladies in glass windows, tall people and great nightlife
on Leidseplein (?). After a couple of days of touring, it was time to get
squeaky clean.
I've never been to a public bath nor a sauna (gay or straight) but I
used to swim at the old Y as a youngster and went down to the nude beach in
Vancouver in the summers. The idea of getting naked and showering and
prancing around naked in a public bath with other naked men was too good to
pass up. The sauna/bath was somewhere downtown, by a canal. It was on the
second floor of a building, with bar/lounge, and saunas, hot tub,
steamroom, and a large airy, bright snooze room. It was amazing feeling to
take a shower (again), soak in hot tub, sit in a sauna, plus hang out with
naked guys. I parked myself in a lounging chair in the snooze room and
noticed sucking and moaning noise in the back room. I got up, unwrapped my
towel, scoped the place while fondling myself. An older gentleman (50's
maybe), very fit, very tanned, very naked came up to me, put his arm around
my shoulder, gave me a peck on the forehead, then asked, "are you lonely?"
I smiled.
I ended up on a massage table, where he fondled me, touched me, then
played with my dicky. I'm not bad looking for my height (5'5" tops), 125
lbs, wide shoulders, good thighs/legs from playing tennis and skiing. By
genetic mutation, I also looked half caucasian and half oriental - some
thought of me as Japanese (but not quite) or even someone from Madagascar
when tanned (by a couple of gorgeous looking Malagasy girls in Paris). So
there I was young, healthy, cute and willing, my cut dick being jerked off
by this gentleman (I wouldn't call him a dirty old man, he was quite
decent) and I was thrilled. But it was short lived, all hand action on my
part, no reciprocity on my part (he refused).
But it wasn't enough for me. I needed more and I found it in
Copenhagen. After a few days in a basement pension I needed to get clean.
I'd done a lot of walking, Tivoli, the little mermaid, the same old palaces
& museums all over Europe and it was hot and muggy too. I picked out a
public bath in an old building that looked more like a cloister inside with
separate bathing areas for men and women. The change rooms was a series of
broom closets, where one emerges with just a towel or downright naked.
I took my shower, had a sauna, then checked out the rest of the
place. To my surprise the snooze room had windows into a courtyard garden,
and lined with beds where a few guys were fast asleep without a stitch of
textile, while other men walked up and down checking out naked delights,
including one Turkish guy, fast asleep with his half erect dick in full
view. Feeling I wasn't going to get any action, I decided to get dressed
as I had to catch a ferry to Sweden.
I got into my cubicle and left the door open. A guy walked by,
walked by again, and walked by until he came into my cubicle. He wasn't
bad looking - very tall (6 ft+), nice lean body, nice face, smooth clean
body, and with a wedding band! He took my hand and led me into another
cubicle further away from the hallway.
As soon as he locked the door, I was mesmerized with his uncut dick,
and I started fondling it. Soon I had it my mouth, just savouring the
taste of my first cock and foreskin. I was a real amateur, just licking,
tasting, while my other hand was feeling his round butt. After awhile, my
amateurish cocksucking attempt got to him, he sat on a stool, and had me
straddling his lap. There began the wildest experience of my life.
We kissed (my first time with a man), and kissed and kissed until his
tongue was digging deep into my mouth. He fiddled with my nipples, pinch
it now and then, while his fingers probed my anus. I sucked his mouth, his
tongue, licked his face, and once in a while my hand would dive in between
his leg, feeling the pubic hair and his dick. (I just love playing with a
guys pubes). Then he raised me up, straddling his thighs. He started to
lick my nipples, sucking it and I just moaned and moaned. He went down
slowly towards my cut dick, and started sucking it (the real way!.) I
moaned and groaned as this was the first time a guy had taken my dick, and
I just can't tell you how much ecstasy I was feeling
While he sucked, licked, tongued my dick, he lubed my hole with his
saliva. His fingers were fiddling the opening until I felt two fingers
imbedded deep inside. He took out his fingers slowly, I felt the head of
his cock nuzzling my hole, and whoa, my body was tingling with delight.
But, as it was my first time, my hole wasn't readily giving in. He left
his dick just nudging my hole, as he went on to relax me more, working on
my nipples and whatever he could suck or lick. Then he pushed me down, I
felt pain, then lubed my ass more, then pushed me down again, until I felt
him coming into me until he was in. He left his cock inside me without me,
and I was definitely plugged. I felt tight but not uncomfortable, and the
thought of his hard cock inside me drove me wild.
He moved me up and down until I felt a warm gush inside me. I felt
strangely ecstatic to feel him coming inside me as I looked at his
beautiful orgiastic face. His cock slowly receded. We smiled, kissed, and
kissed again. Then he pulled me up, and started sucking me. Suddenly I
was all hard, until I felt something inside me ready to burst the dam while
his warm mouth was wrapped around my cock. I tried to pull it out but he
just kept my dick inside. My load didn't just shoot, it flowed right into
his throat. It was amazing.
After coming, I sat on his lap. We sucked faces, running our hands
on our bodies, glowing. He got me off and we went into the shower. As I
was cleaning myself up, I saw him look at me and gave me a wink and a
smile.
When I came out of the bath, I realized I had been with him in that
cubicle for almost two hours. Needless to say, I missed the ferry, and had
to take another one, an hour later. And my hosts on the Swedish side had
to delay the dinner 1 1/2 hours.
Oh, to be young and wild again. Since then I haven't had the good
fortune of reliving the experience, and all I've had were a few
forgettable. But I still like to have sex after a bath or a sauna or a
steambath, anything squeaky clean. Going into public baths or spas in
Europe is always a treat for me, because who knows what might happen. :-)
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