From: taosbill@gnn.com (Bill)
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Subject: My First Night at the Baths, Part 1 (m/m)
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     This is a work in progress. I will post it in several parts. When I 
finally complete it, I will post it all.
     I crave feedback, and anyone who has had a hot experience at a 
bathhouse, particularly first time, send it along. I just might use it!
                         Bill  taosbill@gnn.com

               My First Night at the Baths  Part 1

     It had been over a week since my girlfriend had gone back east to care 
for her sick mother and I had gotten lonely and horny. Restless, I decided 
to take a long walk. After several miles I stopped to rest. I watched two 
guys, arm in arm, leave the building right in front of me, and realized I was
outside the gay bathhouse. I remembered how my girlfriend's brother, who was 
gay, would rave about the goings on in there. He joked that I would be a big 
hit at the baths because I was so thin and fair.
     At parties, my girlfriends brother's friends were always trying to hit 
on me. I liked one friend well enough to wonder what it would be like with 
him, but my girlfriend was always with me, and I was terrified about being 
called a faggot. I thought about how two years ago, I had been in a public 
bathroom to urinate, and a guy had come up beside me, reached over and 
touched my cock. I became excited and wanted him to go further, but I was so 
nervous that someone might see us, I quickly left. Now, by chance, I was 
outside a place where that kind of activity would be safe. How badly I 
wanted someone to touch my cock now! I looked around to see if anyone was 
watching, and quickly walked to the door and went inside, my heart pounding 
in anticipation. There was loud disco music blaring in the lobby. The guy at 
the window could tell I was nervous even though I pretended to be casually 
looking at the posters, and asked me if I was offended by gay behaviour. I 
started blushing furiously and said no. As he looked at me intently, I 
blurted out that I was curious and blushed even more. He kept looking at me 
intently as he was taking my valuables. As he handed me a towel and key to my 
locker, he said "Enjoy yourself" and gave me a wink. He told me he 
definitely would check to see if I was doing ok. Our eyes locked for a few 
moments and then he buzzed me in.
     It was late afternoon and there wasn't much activity in the place. I 
found my locker in an upstairs hallway, and became nervous when two guys in 
towels walked by and stopped a few feet away to watch me undress. I became a 
little aroused when I pulled down my briefs, because I knew they were 
'checking out the goods' but I avoided eye contact. I wrapped my towel tight 
around me and set out to explore.
     I went down a corridor that was pretty narrow and dimly lit with a 
curtain at the end of it. I pushed the curtain aside and entered a darkened 
room with a television on one side, and several rows of benches on the other 
side. I could hear groaning from the television over the music, and when I 
looked, there were two guys going at it. The guy on top had the other guy on 
his back, pinning his legs back over his head, so his ass was sticking up. 
His cock was going straight down into the other guy's ass. The guy being 
fucked had his mouth wide open and his eyes shut tight, and his moans became 
louder and louder as he was being ridden faster and faster. Finally the guy 
fucking let out a loud groan and pulled his cock out and came all over the 
guy he was fucking. The screen went dead. I kept visualizing that guy's 
contorted face. Did he enjoy what was being done to him? I certainly wasn't 
going to let anybody do that to me!
     I got up and continued exploring. The corridors were all dimly lit with 
red bulbs. I came to a line of stalls that looked like johns, but when I 
opened one up, there was no toilet, only a hole in the wall connecting to the 
next stall. I got an erection, when I thought about what might happen, if you 
stuck your dick through it.
     I found a hallway with numbered rooms. There were noises coming from 
one. I leaned against the door to listen what was going on. The room was 
shaking and a voice kept moaning, "fuck me, fuck me" over and over. I was 
amazed how he kept begging for it. I wanted to see if his face was like the 
guy's on the screen. Maybe that open mouth and closed eyes meant pleasure, 
not pain. "Sounds like something hot going on in there!" came a voice from 
behind me. I spun around in surprise, and came face to face with the guy who 
checked me in. "I like to listen in too. That's one of the benefits in 
working here." he chuckled. "Come on. Let me show you around." he added.
     He had striking good looks with short bleached white hair and soft blue 
eyes. He looked very fit, all he had on were running shorts, and they were 
obviously not just for show. He had an easy going way, and I relaxed, as we 
walked down the hall.
     We came to the line of stalls and stopped. He looked into my eyes and 
said, "Let me show you how these work." He took my arm and led me to the 
door. "Go on in." he whispered. I entered and the door banged shut behind me. 
I heard a similar bang in the stall next to me, and knew he was inside. My 
heart started pounding. "It's now or never." I thought.
     I looked down at the hole and there was his hand, with two fingers 
outstretched waving me closer. I watched his hand extend, searching for me. I 
couldn't breath. I let out a sigh when he found my crotch. It felt wonderful 
as he rubbed my dick through the towel, and it sprang to attention. He tugged 
on it, leading me closer to the hole. His other hand came through and found 
the knot in my towel, and pulled it open. The towel slipped to the floor and 
both hands were on my cock, stroking and squeezing. It felt so pleasurable, I 
couldn't stand still. "You are hot!" he whispered, and withdrew his hands.
     I looked down, and sticking out through the hole was his own cock. The 
tables had been turned! I felt uneasy, it was a big step to touch a man's 
cock. I closed my eyes and put my hands on it. How warm it was! I could feel 
his pulse! I lightly stroked it, tracing the ridge around the head and the 
vein along the shaft. It swelled even larger from my touch and became rigid. 
I opened my eyes to see it pointing up at me. My own dick had become just as 
rigid; I was amazed how excited I became in arousing him.
     The music stopped. Over the speakers was a "Joel, Brinks is here." I 
heard him mutter, "Shit! I got to go count the receipts." He withdrew his 
cock and entered my stall. He put his arms around me and we swayed together 
cock to cock for a few minutes. He reached down and gave my cock a big 
squeeze and said, "I'd like to take care of this later." and then left. I 
leaned against the stall in disappointment. I stroked my cock, thinking of 
those beckoning fingers and stiff dick pointing up at me.
     I found the shower room. It was large, with eight shower heads. The 
water felt great! There was a sauna room and a steam room off the shower 
room. I decided to try the steam room. I opened the door and could barely see 
from all the vapor. I groped around for a place to sit. I sat back rubbing my 
arms and chest which had become slippery from the steam. I heard strange 
noises, and realized I wasn't alone!
     Slowly the steam dissapated and I saw the outlines of two guys right 
next to me! One was standing, while the other was kneeling in front of him 
kissing his cock. They did not care that I was watching! I saw the guy 
kneeling put his hands on the other guy's butt, purse his lips and pull him 
forward, all the way in to his mouth. Then he put his hands on the guy's 
hips, and with his cheeks sunk way in, started pulling off of the cock. The 
guy being sucked let out a loud groan, and the guy sucking him gagged. Gobs 
of cum flowed down his chin, but he held that cock in his mouth till the guy 
being sucked, pushed his head away and sat down gasping. The steam started 
again and they got up to leave. The guy who did the sucking, stroked my erect 
cock as he went by.
     That show made me incredibly horny, and I waited, hoping he would come 
back and do me. I would give him a mouthful! After a while the steam got too 
hot and I got up to leave. When I opened the steam room door, I saw a well 
built black guy in the shower lathering his cock. It was enormous! He saw me 
staring and stretched it straight out for my benefit. It must have been a 
foot long!
     I didn't want anything to do with him! I went to the showerhead in the 
corner. He moved right over to the showerhead next to me. "Let me do your 
back." he said, and before I could answer, he was lathering my back. I loved 
backrubs, and I relaxed. He quickly moved to my ass, squeezing my buns with 
his big hands. It felt real good and I made no effort to stop him. Over and 
over, he stroked them, spread them apart, and squeezed them. He guided me 
against the wall, and said, "Your buns are so firm, I could massage them all 
night." I murmurred contentedly. He ran his finger along my crack, and 
whispered, "I'd love to take you back to my room and give you a real deeeep 
massage." I froze. The way he said deep! "I've never done this before." I 
said, afraid to look at him. "Then, why are you here?" he asked. I didn't 
know what to say.  "Come on! I've got some stuff in my room that will make 
you crazy for sex." he urged. His hands returned to my buns, stroking and 
squeezing them. He kept on rubbing them all the way to his room.
     Here I was, alone in a room with a naked black guy with a huge dick in a 
gay bathhouse. The room had mirrors on the wall and ceiling! He brought out a 
baggy with little white chunks inside. He put one chunk in a small pipe, 
handed it to me, and told me to inhale when he lit it. I felt an incredible 
rush from the first hit. I took a few more hits, and was soon flying. I asked 
him what it was and he said crack. "It's incredible stuff, I see why people 
get addicted to it." I said "Yeah" he said, "Some guys will do annnything for 
a hit." With that he grabbed a jar of white cream, and spread it over his 
cock. He took my hands and placed them around it. It felt so warm and 
slippery. How it thickened when I squeezed it! "Your so big!" I exclaimed. 
"Bigger is always better." he laughed.
     He turned me around and patted my buns, but this time he was interested 
in the crack between them. He found my anus and let out a low whistle when he 
pressed a finger against it. He put his arms around my chest and pulled me 
back against him. I felt the full length of his hard cock against me. As he 
ground it against me, I shivered, knowing he was going to make me take it up 
my ass.
     He told me to bend over and grab my ankles. He put his cock against my 
anus and gripped my hips. I held my breath, as I felt myself being stretched 
open, and looked back up between my legs to see this big black cock 
disappearing into my ass. I felt intense pressure building in my bowels as he 
pushed it deeper and deeper. I had such a grip on him, that when he started 
to withdraw, it felt like he was pulling out my insides. It felt so 
pleasurable, that I let out a loud continuous moan. As he worked my ass, I 
thought about the guy behind the door, who kept begging for it.
     I remember lying on my back on the bed with my legs bent back. He was on 
top of me and I had my hands on his ass trying to pull him deep into me. He 
kept back, content to just jabbing my anal ring, driving me crazy. He had 
opened the door, so anybody walking by could see him plowing me. I was so 
high, I didn't care. All that mattered was that cock up my ass.
     I remember his incredibly loud groan, how he pulled his cock out and 
shot all over me. A guy who had come in and was rubbing his cock on my face 
while I was being fucked, licked it all up.
     I took a long shower and went back to the steam room. The guy who had 
been there earlier, giving that blowjob was in there alone! I sat down across 
from him, and he got right up and sat on the floor in front of me. He leaned 
forward and started breathing on my dick. I got an instant hardon. His tongue 
was all over it. He took his time, drenching it in saliva, and making me 
squirm, before his mouth closed over it. I loved the feel of its wet warmth, 
and I went into ecstacy as he lightly sucked on it. I knew I wasn't going to 
last long. I put my hands on his head and stood up and started to pump his 
mouth. As I felt my orgasm building, I moaned that I was going to cum. He 
went all the way down on me. He took the first spurt down his throat, 
released me, and caught the rest on his tongue, savoring it, before 
swallowing it. He then sucked me until I couldn't stand it anymore.
     I went downstairs and fell fast asleep on a couch. When I awoke, the 
music was much louder and there were a lot of guys walking around in towels.
            to be continued...