This is the story of my first ever time at a Gay Sauna as a Bi-Curious Englishman. Embellished a bit for literary purposes.
Please note I'm English so the American 'Ass' & 'Butt' is always 'Arse' and 'Bum' to me. Lol
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It has always been there. That feeling. I hid it from everyone I knew. Hid it because of male pride. Because of shame.
But I knew deep down that I wasn't an Alpha male. That I was very much a Beta and I had a deep craving for an alpha male to put me in my place.
I certainly am not Gay. Have always been very turned on by women. But Bi-curiosity I knew would eventually get the better of me.
Wife and Kids had made me buried these feelings deep. But recent adventures in the bedroom involving a strap on had stirred things in me once more.
Being in rock bands all these years I always had long hair which accentuated my slightly feminine nature. Recent dabbling in painting my nails for rock shows I performed in and guy liner only made these feelings of my Beta male mannerisms more prominent.
Cut to the chase. I had driven by the Gay Sauna many times. On my route home from work. In the Gay section of town surrounded my 5 or 6 Gay bars.
I had always been curious. Been on their website. But shame and guilt prevented me from going in. And fear, fear of going in and getting completely in over my head with someone forceful and being too scared to say no. I am very timid after all. I am a Beta. I admit it. Finally.
Until one day I decided. My wife out of town. The guilt bit at me, but I decided I'd be a better person and more fulfilled and happier if I experienced and explored this side of me. Yeah! Any excuse!
So there I was walking toward the door of this Sauna. 1pm on a Wednesday. I didn't want to go in when it was busy. I wanted an Alpha male. I wanted to explore, but I wanted my first time to be low key.
Ideally a man with a relatively small cock, but an alpha male attitude. With my long hair and my painted fingernails I guess I knew I was presenting as an obvious bottom. I didn't want to attract too much attention by going in on a busy evening though.
So deep breath. Telling myself to walk in nonchalant. I pulled the metal door handle and went Inside.
The man behind the desk looked up from his phone screen and smiled at me. We exchanged a short conversation about it being my first visit and he offered to show me around which I thought was probably best. A chaperone, knowing nobody would approach me while I was with him.
On the ground floor he showed me the lockers and showers. Through to the jacuzzi. And a sauna then a steam room. Then a side room had a small bar with a movie screen playing some porn. A few comfy sofas laid strewn around.
The he took me upstairs to a darker floor with ambient red lighting. There were some Ione cubicles with obvious glory holes and a few that had doors. Under the staircase to the third floor there was a swing hanging unused. And he explained that the 3rd floor had 3 private rooms which cost extra.
As he showed me around I only saw 2 other men in there. One man walked passed us and got into the jacuzzi. I clocked him and the size of his soft schlong dangling instantly scared me and made me nervous. There was a second chubbier man in the bar sitting on a sofa with a beer. Watching the porn. Blatantly wanking his cock.
I thanked the man for showing me around and went into the shower. I wanted to be totally clean and smell good so I soaped myself up and paid a lot of attention to my bumhole.
I was unaware that another man was watching me from the lockers. I had been facing the other way and unbeknownst to me presenting my soaped up bumhole to him. I turned around facing and wiggled my butt under the shower stream to wash away the soap.
It was then I saw him. He smiled at me. Winked and walked out the locker room.
I wasn't sure what the etiquette of the sauna was. Was he wanting me to follow him? Or just an acknowledgement that he liked what he saw and maybe we would catch up later?
I dried off and headed out solo in just my towel.
I decided to head to the bar. I had been given a free drinks token with my entry fee. So I decided I needed a large glass of wine.
The man was still there in the bar wanking himself to the porn on the tv. I sat on a different sofa to him but where we could both see each other if we turned our heads to the side. I kept glancing over to him. He was an overweight very fat man. Probably about 10 years older. Very hairy. Balding. He was extremely none threatening which had a strange appeal. And his body suggested to me that he wouldn't be too picky about who he went for.
I gave him a little smile and a nod as I pulled my towel aside. Displaying my cock and naked body to another man on purpose for the very first time. My cock already semi-hard as I gulped down my wine with a nervous energy.
The man stood up. His belly hanging down. He shuffled over to my sofa.
"Can I buy you another?" He asked in a gruff yet gentle tone.
"I'd love another," I squeaked nervously. I watched him, completely naked waddle his overweight saggy body over to the bar and buy me another large white wine.
He handed it to me and sat down beside me. His hand firmly gripping my upper thigh as he sat down, Making my cock involuntarily twitch.
"Thank you," I said with a smile and took 2 big sips. Already feeling the effects of my first.