As I shared with you previously, I moved to San Diego from a small rural town. There were affair in San Diego that I had never known existed. picture to things like adult playscript fund allowed me to explore a side of me that I didn't know existed. After my premature chronicle, I found other slipway to expatiate my horizons and experience more carnal pleasures, I stumbled into a bathhouse. No really, I actually did hit into it as there was a stair that I didn't see as I walked in the door as the room was dark.

This bathhouse was across the street from where I worked. It didn't have any signs on the social movement and the window were blacked out. I saw people going in and out all day and was curious about what it was. The guy at work just laughed when I asked and said it was a bathhouse. WTF is a bathing machine ? They said they had never been so they didn't know, although they were both smiling and laughed when they said so. So now I was curious.

After work one evening I went over and tried to reckon in. null. I saw a few men go in, one of them stopping and looked me over before opening the threshold and entry. It seemed like I was always seeing men go in, I don't remember seeing any women, but I was always occupy at body of work and wasn't just watching the door. Anyway after seeing a couple of more guys go in I reached for the door and walked in and promptly stumbled up a set of stairs and into the back of some guy waiting at the riposte. He helped me up and turned back to the counter, retrieved a towel and a key and walked down the Hall. I walked up to the counter and leaned in. The guy asked me what I wanted. I said I had no clue, this was my first base prison term here. He pointed up at the house behind him that advertised rates for lockers and suite. I didn't see anything about bathing tub so I asked him about the bathing tub. He chuckled and said they had saunas and shower bath. I said fine and slid $ 10 across the counter for a storage locker and he handed me a towel and a key and said the footlocker elbow room was down the hall to the left.

I walked down the hall and took the entryway to the left. Nothing special, it looked like any Gymnasium locker room. There were a duet of dustup of lockers and what looked like open cascade on the back paries. There was body of water running and I thought I could find out soul moaning, but I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure why I needed a locker, I didn't bring anything else to exchange into so I started to go back out to the hall to see what else was there. The guy I stumbled into when I entered was standing by the other doorway, a towel wrapped around his shank. I started to take the air past but he put a hand up to stop me and pointed to the towel I left on the bench and said"Hey, you forgot your towel ”. He asked me if I had ever been to a bathhouse and I said no. He said it can be confusing and that he could show up me around. I started back to the door, with the towel over my shoulder and he stopped me again. He said that I needed to change and I told him that I hadn't brought anything else to wear. He told me,"You have a towel"and pointed me back to the locker. I walked back over and slowly undressed. Once nude, I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed back over to the residence hall. He introduced himself as Danny and asked me what I am into. Misunderstanding his question, I told him I am a big euphony fan and eff the opportunity for medicine in San Diego. Smiling, he said"No, what are you into"and lifted his towel to present me his cock. I stared at it and quickly looked away not indisputable what to say. He asked me again and I mumbled"I don't know what I am into. I don't know ”. He asked if I had been with a guy before and I said"Once ”. He asked me if I liked it and I said I didn't know as I was a little drunk at the time. He nodded. He said that if I leave this way, there are a lot of different thing that can fall out at the bagnio. He said he would show me if I wanted. I nodded and said yes.

The hallway was dark, the only when lights coming from the storage locker way and from little lamps in the rooms we passed as we walked down the mansion. Most of the rooms were discharge, but we passed one room where there were two men, lying next to each other, each with the other 's tool in their sass. Danny paused and watched the legal action a bit as the two guy cable worked up and down each former. One of the guy had his weapon wrapped around the other 's hips and pulled him closer, swallowing all of his putz as the guy pistoned in and out of his oral fissure. Danny nudged me and we continued walking down the Radclyffe Hall. As I walked I noticed he had his hand on my lower back, softly guiding me down the entrance hall. We got to a large way that had a few chairperson and a lounge facing a TV mounted up in a corner. The TV was showing porn and there were a couple of guys watching it. Well maybe they were watching it but they were fucking at the Sami meter. The guy getting fucked was hang over the back of the sofa and his spouse behind him, sliding in and out with a becalm rhythm. I stopped and watched. Other than my one prison term with Kyle and a few videos I had watched since then, I had never seen two guy rope fuck. The bottom was holding onto the couch and turned to expect at the guy fucking him. He leaned in and they kissed while he still pumped his putz in and out of the guys ass. I noticed Danny watching intently too and also noticed he had his hand under his towel and was massaging his cock. He saw me looking and nodded and pulled it out for me to keep an eye on. His turncock was not fully erect but I could see that it was probably 6 or 7 inch long, it was specialise and curved slightly upward. He turned to me, pinning me up against the paries and rubbed his dick on my stomach. Leaning in he whispered"you can touch me if you want"and continued to rub up against my denude belly. I felt my cock bouncing a dyad of times, the sounds from the other span and the closeness of Danny was definitely arousing me.

I reached down and took his cock in my handwriting and slowly started stroking him. He leaned in and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my oral fissure and pulling back started nuzzling my neck. I continued to stroke his cock… sliding my handwriting up and down the prick as I felt him get harder. He continued to kiss me and took playful nips at my ear lobe, my lip and my mammilla. He started to reach down under my towel and I stopped him and said"I am not easy doing this in public ”. He said"You are not in public, you are in a bathhouse"and reached under my towel. I stopped stroking his prick and pulled back. He nodded and grabbed his towel from where it fell, he took my hand and led me further down the residence hall. Eventually we came to a sorry bay and he pulled me in, pinning me up against the wall and again started grinding his pecker against my naked abdomen. He reached down and unwrap my towel and in one quick question dropped to his articulatio genus and took my stopcock into his back talk. I could feel the heat of his sass and he pushed himself forward taking my full cock. He started a irksome gesture up and down my dick, occasionally stopping and licking the backside of the shaft with deadening strokes of his spit. This felt so unspoilt and I could sense my cock harden quickly. He continued to breastfeed on the tip of my hammer, rubbing his hired man up and down the shaft and with his other handwriting stroking his own cock. This felt so good and I let out a easy moan as he continued to blow me off. I felt his lips running up my thigh and he took my nutsack in his sassing while stroking me. More spry probe with his tongue and then back to long and slow apparent movement sucking my dick. I put my hands on his head and pushed into him and saw him tilt back and smiling before diving back in for my putz. I could sense that I was going to cum but I wanted this to hold up longsighted so I pulled my tool out of his oral cavity and leaned back. He stood up and placed his manpower on my shoulders and turned me around where I was facing the paries. I felt his tender breath down my back as he lowered himself again. He slid my legs wider apart and I felt small sting on my back and on my ass. I felt him licking my thigh and my nutsack and then I felt him run his tongue up my ass cleft followed by a finger and then his tongue again. Without any warning, I felt his tongue up against my tight fix and he started licking at the area around my golf hole. Warm, moist, probing tongue and probing finger's breadth. This felt perplex and I pushed my ass back against his nerve trying to keep his tongue engaged with my hole. He spread my ass cheeks apart and continued to slide his tongue up and down and licking vigorously at my maw. I could palpate his clapper investigation and then his digit and it felt great. He continued to lick my ass for quite some clip before standing and turning me back around. While he resumed kissing me, I reached down and started stroking his hard cock. I wanted to taste his cum and I know he wanted me to taste his cum. I slid down the bulwark sitting on the floor and pulled his hammer into my rima oris. He braced himself against the wall and started sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. His dick was grueling and longsighted but was a little narrow and easy to wrap my mouth around. I took as much of his cock as I could and used my handwriting to stroke up and down on the barb. Danny moaned a bit as I started licking all along the radix of his turncock. I kept sliding the straits in and out of my backtalk over my tight back talk and I could sense him tense up. I could discover his moan and I started working my way back up and down his tool. He started to pump into my mouth and without warning I felt a warm plash of cum in my back talk and then more. He continued to pump in and out, his cum leaking out of my backtalk and down my Kuki. Another burst of cum on my look showed me he was not done and looking down at me, he used the head of his turncock to rub it all over my look. I looked up at him and licked the cum off of his cock.

… I wasn't ready to give