Sitting in the crowded whirlpool, playing with a stranger's hard cock as he played with mine, a major part of the pleasure simply due to the long interval between this bathhouse visit and the last, weeks ago.
Along with having spent the last 45 minutes doing nothing but playing with naked men - watching, stroking, tasting, swirling around from one turned on man to the next, sharing in the public feast of gay group sex, cock hard and horny.
I'd arrived at the male only sauna a few minutes after its opening this afternoon, hoping that the cool wet Friday would outweigh the customary emptiness of a Turkish bath in high summer. Today was also the end of the annual summer half price admission discount, an accident of the calendar considering the weather outside.
The decision to visit was made without planning, so apart from my customary beer, my other preferred accessories were not available. Condoms are available for the asking at the bar, a request much less embarrassing here, a bit buzzed and wearing nothing but a towel.
Upstairs, the darkroom was empty, as were the porn area's broad benches. The space was invitingly warm, with porn that caught my attention. Getting hard watching a threesome was enjoyable, though during the entire episode, only two men entered, both of whom promptly left.
Returning, the darkroom remained empty, but a few men seemed to be wandering around in the labyrinth. Entering the darkness, I did get a bit lost, in part because the space is intentionally a bit tight, forcing body contact, making it difficult to know which path is correct.
Nearing the other side, there was a bit of dim light at the end of the yards long hallway. Which outlined the figure of a man moving my direction. I turned sideways to let him pass, but in the narrow space, our bodies inevitably rubbed. I froze as he took another small step, letting my hand slide down his naked torso to find his sexy hanging cock while his hand began playing over my chest.
His nakedness contrasted to my own towel clad state, though as revealed during my very first visit to a bathhouse, a towel is an accessory which provides its own extra level of arousal. They provide a cover of modesty even as the freedom offered by unrestrained access is easily exploited by anyone willing to grasp another man's cock, or play with his ass.
Reaching under the cotton, his fingers lightly ran along my inner thigh, making me sag against his chest, squeezing his hardening cock. He took his time before making me moan at the first touch of his fingers along my turned on shaft, his arm along my chest pulling me tighter against him, feeling his tongue begin to tease my neck with light licking.
We continued to enjoy our mutual groping for a bit, but it was clear to both of us this was just a brief appetizer. Of a somewhat new variety to me, adding a nice glow of sluttiness to my mood as I walked down the spiral staircase to the bottom level, with its steamroom and whirlpool.
I checked the whirlpool, then showered, stepping down in to the crowded space. Though full, no one seemed to be touching, and the water was simply splashing too much to be enjoyable.
Going into the steambath with condoms, the space was already quite full of dim figures and enticing noises. Two men were fondling each other on the near side of the bench, and another pair was kissing passionately, pressed cock to cock. Being in the more lit section, watching was easier. Touching my now swelling cock, I paid more attention to what was happening, enjoying the public displays of sexual affection..
After getting hard in the dampness, I decided to go to the back, the customary place for anonymous sex. Surprisingly, the back was almost empty, except for the sounds of cock sucking in the shadowed section. Sitting on the surprisingly cold bench for a few moments, I saw a small stream of men enter and leave the space, in a generally desultory way. Almost all approached the cock sucking pair, being consistently rejected after their almost universally clumsy approaches.
By now, I was beginning to think that a Friday afternoon might be too crowded, as has happened a couple of time before. A bath which is crowded is a drawback in my fairly limited experience of the situation, actually restraining the sexual energy, not increasing it.
Standing, my ass cooled from sitting, cock half hard at best, I followed the sounds of cocksucking when returning to the lit section. Where a loose group of men a bit to my left were swirling together, and as my hand began to stroke my lengthening cock, I could watch from the shadows as they got each other off.
The reality of easy male group sex is something that continues to attract me to this bathhouse, an accommodating and tasteful place to indulge my male lusts among other naked men who share the same straightforward interests.
