Date: Mon, 3 Dec 2012 08:42:57 -0800 (PST) From: Anthony Palazzo <apalazzo198@yahoo.com> Subject: vintage thrills; 10. Bath Flashes Seventies Bath Flashes Nice round ass, lightly covered with dark hair, on the deck of the St Marks Baths. Older guy, thin and bald, observes me watching the action in the orgy room at the Sauna and Health Club. He motions me to come to his bed; I obey; he leans forward and engulfs my hard prick into his mouth; he sucks it in a workmanlike way until I spurt; he leans over the side of the bed and spits out my load on the floor in the corner. He looks away, searching for the next cock to suck. Chubby, mature man sucking on a dick in the orgy room of the Sauna & Health Club. He is sitting on a bed and the guy getting blown stands in front of him. The fellator notices me watching. Our eyes lock; the actor in him takes over and he puts on a wonderful show. Much slurping, and licking with sound accompaniment, as his eyes bore into mine. Young, small guy in the steam room at the Club Baths appears suddenly in front of me as I lean against a wall. I recognize him from a bit earlier when we looked at each other in the dormitory. He rubs his ass against my crotch, and then leans back, and with a slight backward look over his shoulder, grabs my dick and positions his ass to take it. I move away. Very heavy nice looking young man sitting outside the showers at the Club Baths. He stares hungrily at my dick; I move toward him and caress his shoulder. He reaches for my cock, and pulls it toward his mouth. I back off with the explanation that I'm married. He smiles, and says, "Oh, that's ok." I feel like a shit. Nude guy lying face down on bunk in Sauna & Health Club. Nice body. I look for some sign of life from him. He seems out of it - disconnected from the world around him. I pass by an hour later and he is still there in the same position. A guy gropes me in the steam room of the Sauna & Health Club. I grope him back. We continue to have casual contact for minutes. I back off. Outside the room I apologize for breaking it off, explaining that I need to be very careful since I'm married. He smiles and says that my behavior is not healthy. "Avoid relationships if you want to, but you need to get off. You can't keep stopping like that or you'll go nuts." He advises me to get an efficient no-strings blowjob upstairs. He tells me that a young overweight guy is in one of the rooms upstairs kneeling on the floor with the door open. He comes here often and stays in that position for hours, silently sucking men for hours. Later I check it out. Sure enough, I see a good looking young guy kneeling a few feet from the entrance to one of the rooms. I feel sorry for him. I don't go in. I enter the steam room of the Everard Baths. There is only one man in there. He is middle-aged, nude and has a very large uncircumsized penis. I look at it. He holds it up and turns it this way and that, as if he is displaying a product for sale. A beautiful young blond guy passes me in a hallway of the East Side Sauna. I am surprised when he pauses and shows interest in me. We grope and then masturbate each other for a minute or two. A new figure enters the hall and so we separate, going opposite ways never to meet again. Lying on the top bunk in the orgy room at the Continental Baths, a big guy climbs up and touches my leg. He is black and in his thirties. He is interested in my butt, and begins to slip his hand under my ass and run a finger in my asscrack. Not wanting to appear prejudiced I allow this, although I'm not really crazy about the ass familiarity. I reach over to feel his cock and get a shock. It is enormous. The biggest, thickest, longest, widest, fattest, unending cock imaginable. I jump off the bed and get out of there fast. I am at the East Side Sauna and it is a quiet afternoon. I chat with an attendant who likes my uncut dick. He asks if I would like to get together later when he gets off work. I am flattered since he is a good deal younger than I and quite good looking. We exchange pleasantries, and he tells me that he used to work at a whorehouse, taking care of towels, linens, and cleaning up. I ask if the prostitutes were all female. He says mostly, but that once in a while there would be a call for a guy, and he or one of the other male workers would be asked to help out. To my surprise, I see him again a couple of hours later. He seeks me out asking if I'm still interested in having sex. Unfortunately, I have already come, and am getting dressed to leave. I tell him no, but try to show my genuine regret. I am in a bath called Man's Country, and it is practically deserted. There is a young man all dressed up in a suit, cruising around. We keep bumping into each other since there are so few customers. At one point we exchange a few words, and he tells me that he is visiting from Kansas City. I guess he could have been had, but I didn't feel like working at it. A good looking young man sits in the sauna of the Wall Street Sauna wearing jockey shorts and a wedding band. He looks over at me as I play with myself. When I show some interest he leaves the sauna. He stays around the bath all afternoon, observing the action, but he never takes off his briefs. I walk through the halls of the Broadway Baths. At one landing there is a shelf that serves as a makeshift bed. A young man is sucking the big fat cock of a disinterested guy who is lying down with his eyes turned away. The young man looks at me as I approach, stops sucking, and holds up the dick in offering to me. I smile and nod my head no. Overcome with lust, I lean over the bed and reach for a new body. I am surprised to feel stiff, wooly type pubic hair. I look up. It is a young black guy. Unusual at the Club Baths. I suck him briefly and then he dives for my dick. He brings me to ejaculation quickly, jumps up and goes into an adjacent bathroom where I hear him spitting out my load in the toilet. I am attracted to a heavy set young man with a reddish beard at a bathhouse. I enter his cubicle and we start to fool around. I suck him and move my body over his so that he can suck me. He doesn't suck. As my body language becomes more insistent, he stretches up and kisses my ass. As I continue to suck, he lavishes little kisses on my hairy ass. Fuck this. I need a cocksucker not an asskisser. So I leave. Lunchtime at the Wall Street Sauna. I look into the orgy room and am surprised to see a young thin fellow with the obvious features of Downs Syndrome enthusiastically sucking an older man. I return later and the mentally challenged young man is sixtynining with somebody else. It is late afternoon at the Sauna & Health Club. I enter the sauna and observe two or three older men lavishing attention on a dark handsome young man. They take turns sucking him as he leans back with eyes closed. Since I am my usual standoffish self, I am the only one to show no interest in contact with him. He approaches me later by the coffee machine and begins a conversation. I have become a challenge for him. I succumb. We go into the dormitory and lie on a bed. We fool around a little and then I go into my married man explanation for my hesitancy in more direct sex. He tells me a story about a friend of his in Spain who is married. He says that his friend doesn't feel guilty about having sex with men since his wife is charming but quite ugly and would probably not have married at all if he hadn't married her. He offers to have me inspect his genitals to prove that he has no sexually transmitted diseases. I accept the offer for an examination, but do not suck him anyway. We jerk each other off and leave the bath together. He claims to be a diplomat who visits the US often. I ask if he is going to the subway across the street and he explains that he has never used the subway, but always taxis around New York. Well, excuse me. We part as I head toward the subway. I think that his superior attitude is good retaliation for my refusal to blow him. The subway comment sure put me in my place.