Bathhouse adventures, part 1, daddy
As I traveled the Midwest for work I quickly found where all the gay bars were in every large town where I would be staying. As I was still trying to discover myself again, one pattern would be to also find the stripper bars around these towns. Some towns were much better than others, more permissive. East ST. Louis, Evansville, Indianapolis, Covington, New Orleans. I would spend money, drink, watch the strippers nut rarely pay for anything private, and when I did i rarely got hard or cum. BUT, I would leave those bars and head immediately to the gay bars. High and limber, I turned into a total slut when I got there. If possible I would dance, with many partners, and be totally carefree.
Because I was also courteous and most could tell i was submissive, it was not strange to find myself in a bathroom stall sitting while sucking hard cock of the guy standing in front of me. The more i sucked the more I wanted to suck, like my mouth had been awakened and needed to be filled.
In two cities I didn’t stay long at the gay bars because they also had gay bathhouses in town. They were my favorite spots of all. For a small fee you could check in, get a room with a single bed and a TV with 4-5 alternative gay videos streaming. You could stay in the room, door closed, watch video and jack off, but that was not why I went. When checking in I would always leave the door open as I slowly undressed. Doing this with your ass hanging halfway out the door was my way of drawing some attention, and it frequently worked. An ass patting, rubbing or even a spank by some top.
I would stand up, turn and kiss him, and he would step in and close the door and I would service him at the least and he might even fuck me before he came. What I really liked was to not let him close the door but do everything we were doing with the door wide open. I LOVED the chance for an audience and i LOVED the thought of a third, or maybe even a fourth. I wanted so much to suck multiple cocks, ideally alternating, keeping them all hard. And even better would be the chance for them to keep each other hard waiting to serially fuck me.
Because I was also courteous and most could tell i was submissive, it was not strange to find myself in a bathroom stall sitting while sucking hard cock of the guy standing in front of me. The more i sucked the more I wanted to suck, like my mouth had been awakened and needed to be filled.
In two cities I didn’t stay long at the gay bars because they also had gay bathhouses in town. They were my favorite spots of all. For a small fee you could check in, get a room with a single bed and a TV with 4-5 alternative gay videos streaming. You could stay in the room, door closed, watch video and jack off, but that was not why I went. When checking in I would always leave the door open as I slowly undressed. Doing this with your ass hanging halfway out the door was my way of drawing some attention, and it frequently worked. An ass patting, rubbing or even a spank by some top.
I would stand up, turn and kiss him, and he would step in and close the door and I would service him at the least and he might even fuck me before he came. What I really liked was to not let him close the door but do everything we were doing with the door wide open. I LOVED the chance for an audience and i LOVED the thought of a third, or maybe even a fourth. I wanted so much to suck multiple cocks, ideally alternating, keeping them all hard. And even better would be the chance for them to keep each other hard waiting to serially fuck me.
1 year ago
