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Bathhouse Encounters

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 19 Jun 2000 2 comments
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by jacksondickntx@yahoo.com With many mixed feelings and some genuine fears, I finally visited a gay bathhouse recently. It was the ACI in San Antonio, a club which very much lives up to its reputation (clean, friendly, nice place). I quickly discovered that this both IS and IS NOT ideal for me. On the one hand, there are lots of unbelievably hot guys and for the most part, they're VERY approachable. On the other hand, most of the guys are there for sex, and our activity (JO) can be a hit-or-miss proposition! (I have had both frustrating and frustratingly tempting encounters. Nevertheless...) I have also enjoyed some really HOT jackaction as well! I want to share three encounters in particular. The first happened in a pitch-black darkroom; the other two happened at the almost-pitch-black entrance to the same room. The first happened on a particularly frustrating day. I had been cruised fairly heavily by several really GORGEOUS men that were interested in SEX, and had no desire to just play. (Both they and I were invariably frustrated.) I was LONG PAST READY to SPEW in fact, but was determined to do it in my preferred, safe and fun way (JACK!), though with a buddy! ; - ) I had already learned that the darkrooms attracted all kinds of men. On this particular occasion, I entered the room and could hear several couples in different parts of the room. There were no spoken words, but there were LOTS of cool sounds: the slurping of a dick-hungry dude hungrily sucking cock; the gentle slap-slap-slap of another couple fucking; the occasional low, deep moans of a young man in the corner whose body was being ravaged front and back by several (two? three? more?) guys. I first tried to sit in a chair near the door, but it was taken. I tried a second chair- also occupied. I tried to make my way through the center of the room (to avoid collisions with furniture), although I inadvertantly interrupted several couples in the process. I was realizing the darkroom was full of horny guys exploring each other. At last I came to a bed in the corner of the room, and discovered to my delight that there was one man on the bed. I sat beside him and we began to explore each other's bodies. The guy had a NICE body- tight, gym-toned, muscular. Feel alone told me the guy was fairly serious about his body. When i explored his head and face, I also liked what i felt. The guy was REALLY smoothe, had soft, thick hair and a baby-face. This was a YOUNG guy; I could tell that. When I got down to his dick, I discovered a medium-sized, already hard piece, with a closely-cropped bush, and compact balls. As i gently squeezed them, he offered a soft moan. With my right hand I began to jack his dick. With my left I continued exploring his hard body. When I came to his nipples, I gently twisted them. Again he moaned quietly. So i moved my left hand on to his face and began softly kissing his nipples. His hands cradled my head, and as I sucked harder on his erect nips, he negan moaning more urgently. His right hand found its way down to my piece, and he began a slow, luxurious jackrhythm on me. As I stroked his face with my left hand, he nuzzled his mouth up to my fingers and began sucking on them. WOW! The feeling was indescribable, although I could (and DID) imagine his hot mouth on my cock. Both of us started beating dick in earnest. (I suspect, like me, he had probably played quite a bit already and was just waiting for someone to come along and finish the job in just this manner!) I was so closeI knew I wouldn't be able to last. "I wanna come" I whispered. "Okay, come then...shoot it all over my chest" he whispered back. I moved to a kneeling position at his side, and took over jacking my dick. He also took over jacking himself with his left hand, while his right hand played with my nuts. I beat HARD as the warm tingle started down in my palmed nutsack. When I came (and it felt HUGE!), the guy groaned LOUDLY. Just as the last of my wads was spewing out, he groaned again even more loudly and I heard his first shot splat against his face and neck. (With my left hand, I reached out and could feel a thick, ropey load of cocksnot draping from his lower lip across his chin and sliding down the side of his neck.) After he had cleaned up a bit, he left the darkroom. I followed not-too-far behind, anxious to get a look at my jackbuddy. (The darkroom realy was PITCH BLACK!) I caught up with him in the showers and casually looked over. My heart almost stopped! The guy was GORGEOUS- could have been (and probably was) a model- exquisite, classic facial features, a strong chin and nose, beautiful dark eyes with thick lashes, full 'pouty' lips. Of course, he was baby-faced, clean-shaven, probably 20 (if that!). I've relived that darkroom encounter as I've jacked in the darkness of my own bedroom late at night, my wife sleeping soundly at my side, my beautiful young friend close beside me in my mind's eye.