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Here's an example of what goes on in gay bathhouses. This is a true story! A few years ago I ran into this black dude who gave me the best fuck of my life. It was at Rogues bathhouse in West Hollywood. Rogues had an upstairs and downstairs with the downstairs being mostly little rooms, glory holes and a large maze with mirrors you could get lost in.
I continued cruising the bathhouse for another half-hour or so. Once in a while I would get a glimpse of the black guy at a distance down a corridor here and there. He would always glance back with a serious look on his face but then vanish into the depths of the convoluted downstairs floorplan. I kept thinking about the huge cock trapped inside those red gym shorts.
I spent most of my time wandering through the maze although I bumped into mirrors many times trying to grope my way in the extremely dim light. Not many people had arrived at the baths yet and I often was alone in the twisting hallways. Deep inside the maze I made a turn and suddenly the black guy was squarely before me. I don't know why I didn't see him coming, maybe it was the dim light or maybe the arrangement of the mirrors. I stood there in front of him, almost frightened by his presence. After an eternity of seconds had passed I looked straight into his eyes. He had the same serious look on his face he had worn all night. I reached out slowly and felt the bulge in the front of his shorts. He stood motionless with his arms at his sides. I rubbed his basket with my hand and felt his dick getting hard. It seemed like if it got any bigger it would rip those shorts into tatters.
After ten days of sitting in a classroom on a hard seat I was in a real funk. I needed something to change my attitude. That's how I found myself in a small room in the baths taking my clothes off. At this time was 31, 210 pounds in good shape, 7 inch cut, somewhat hairy and un-attached. This was my second trip, my first in my hometown being uneventful. I had a long slow shower. As he removed...
I took a fence repair job outside of the town limits in Cody,Wyoming and there was this bunk house I shared with one other guy. It was on our 5th day and the guy I shared the bunkhouse with we were by ourselves so we could talk more freely. He said, \"John, I want to ask a question and you don't have to worry it won't go beyond me. I said, \"OK go ahead and ask.\"
I had been hearing rumors of gay bath houses and the uninhibited sex that went on in them, I had to check it out. One Saturday night I went looking for it, the guy inside who checks you in asked if I wanted a room or just a locker, I had no idea but I went for the room. The first room you come to has lockers on both wallswhere you undress and lock your clothes in a locker and wrap a towel around your waist. I was very excited and turned on my cock was hardand throbbing already.
The next room was a steam bath, less than half full with a few guys getting sucked, I layed on one of the benches and took off my towel, closed my eyes, my hard cock was sticking straight up, a minute later someone started sucking me, I never opened my eyes, I just shot a huge load into his hot mouth, I loved the idea that I was getting sucked off with other guys watching. The next big room had a sling suspended from the ceilingwith a skinny young guy getting fucked by a older guy with a big fat cock.
A gay bathhouse, also known as a gay sauna or a gay steambath (uncommonly known as a gay spa), is a public bath targeted towards gay and bisexual men. In gay slang, a bathhouse may be called just \"the baths\", \"the sauna\", or \"the tubs\". Historically they have been used for sexual activity.[1][2]
Bathhouses offering similar services for women are rare, but some men's bathhouses occasionally have a \"lesbian\" or \"women only\" night. Some, such as Hawks PDX, offer so-called \"bisexual\" nights, where anyone is welcome regardless of gender.
In many countries, bathhouses are \"membership only\" (for legal reasons); though membership is generally open to any adult who seeks it, usually after paying a small fee. Unlike brothels, customers pay only for the use of the facilities. Sexual activity, if it occurs, is not provided by staff of the establishment, but is between customers with no money exchanged. Many gay bathhouses, for legal reasons, explicitly prohibit and/or discourage prostitution and ban known prostitutes.[3]
Records of men meeting for sex with other men in bathhouses date back to the 15th century. A tradition of public baths dates back to the 6th century BCE, and there are many ancient records of homosexual activity in Greece.[4] In the West, gay men have been using bathhouses for sex since at least the late 19th and early 20th centuries, a time when homosexual acts were illegal in most Western countries and men who were caught engaging in homosexual acts were often arrested and publicly humiliated. Men began frequenting cruising areas such as bathhouses, public parks, alleys, train and bus stations, adult theaters, public lavatories (cottages or tearooms), and gym changing rooms where they could meet other men for sex. Some bathhouse owners tried to prevent sex among patrons while others, mindful of profits or prepared to risk prosecution, overlooked discreet homosexual activity.[5]
When a friend with \"little experience but great desire\" confided his homosexual longings to Charles Griffes in 1916, Griffes took him to the Lafayette so that he could meet other gay men and explore his sexual interests in a supportive environment: the friend was \"astounded and fascinated\" by what he saw there. The baths also encouraged more advanced forms of sexual experimentation. Griffes himself had had his first encounter with a man interested in sadomasochism at the Lafayette two years earlier (he found the man \"interesting\" but the experience unappealing), and several men interviewed in the mid-1930s referred to experimenting in the baths and learning of new pleasures.[9]
In London, the Savoy Turkish Baths at 92 Jermyn Street became a favorite spot (opening in 1910 and remaining open until September 1975).[14] The journalist A.J. Langguth wrote: \"...[The baths at Jermyn Street] represented a twilight arena for elderly men who came to sweat poisons from their systems and youths who came to strike beguiling poses in Turkish towels... although they were closely overseen by attendants, they provided a discreet place to inspect a young man before offering a cup of tea at Lyons.\"[15] Regulars included Rock Hudson.[16][17]
Steambaths in the 1930s: The steambaths that had been well known to me were those of East Ham, Greenwich and Bermondsey. In the first two it was frequently possible to indulge in what the Spartacus Guide coyly describes as 'action', but behaviour at all times had to be reasonably cautious. In the Grange Road baths in Bermondsey, however, all restraint could immediately be discarded with the small towels provided to cover your nakedness.\"[18]
In the 1950s exclusively gay bathhouses began to open in the United States. Though subject to vice raids, these bathhouses were \"oases of homosexual camaraderie\"[5] and were, as they remain today, \"places where it was safe to be gay\",[5] whether or not patrons themselves identified as homosexual. The gay baths offered a much safer alternative to sex in other public places.[5]
Another service offered by the baths was voter registration. In the run-up to the 1980 election, the New St. Mark's Baths in New York City, with the assistance of the League of Women Voters, conducted a voter registration drive on its premises.[5]
In Australia, the first gay steam bath was opened in Sydney in 1967. This was the Bondi Junction Steam Baths at 109 Oxford Street.[20][21] From 1972 through 1977 the following gay steam baths opened: Ken's Karate Klub[22] (nicknamed \"KKK\"), later called Ken's at Kensington; No. 253; King Steam; Silhouette American Health Centre; Colt 107 Recreation Centre; Barefoot Boy; and Roman Bath (nicknamed \"Roman Ruins\").[23] In Melbourne the first gay bathhouse was Steamworks at 279 La Trobe Street, which opened in 1979 and closed 13 October 2008.[24] Adelaide's Pulteney 431 is one of the oldest gay saunas in Australia still in operation, having opened its doors to Adelaide's gay community in 1977.[25]
Many bathhouses are open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. There is typically a single customer entrance and exit. After paying at the main entrance, the customer is buzzed through the main door. This system allows establishments to screen potential troublemakers; many bathhouses refuse entry to those who are visibly intoxicated, as well as known prostitutes. In some areas, particularly where homosexuality is illegal, considered immoral, or viewed with hostility, this is a necessary safety precaution.
Sexual encounters at bathhouses are frequently, but not always, anonymous. Some feel that the anonymity adds to the erotic excitement: that is what, for these patrons, one goes to the bathhouse for. Bathhouse encounters sometimes lead to relationships, but usually do not.[31] Bathhouses are still used by men who have sex with men and do not identify as gay or bisexual, including those that are closeted or in heterosexual relationships.
In many bathhouses the customer has a choice between renting a room or a locker, often for fixed periods of up to 12 hours. A room typically consists of a locker and a single bed (though doubles are sometimes available) with a thin vinyl mat supported on a simple wooden box or frame, an arrangement that facilitates easy cleaning between patrons. In many bathhouses (particularly those outside the United States), some or all of the rooms are freely available to all patrons.
Some men use the baths as a cheaper alternative to hotels,[32] despite the limitations of being potentially crowded public venues with only rudimentary rooms and limited or non-existent pass out privileges.
These guys will actually call me at home or send me e-mails and we will make a date and we will meet at the baths purely because the sling is there and it's easier and we go for a beer afterwards. I use the bathhouse more as an ancient Greek, Roman social centre and also a fucking centre and a fisting centre as well, and there's a lounge where I can sit and relax with a coffee and a cigarette. 153554b96e