Well first things first...
I have to tell you that the events in this story are true and so thankfully happened to me.
I live in the small town of Los Angeles, California. You know the kind of town, with one stop light and nothing to do on weekend nights, except cruise the strip and hang out in front of the mini mart.
Wait a minute, sorry wrong story.
Good ole Los Angeles. The dirty cesspool of human existence. And I love every minute of it. A person can find any deviant thing to do at any hour in the city of angels.
One night I found something new to do...
To begin with, I'm not gay. I would honestly say I am straight. Well as straight as a guy can be, who just happens to enjoy getting fucked in his ass every now and then. Yeah, and I like to suck on a big cock too. But like I said, I'm not gay, I just keep my late night options open.
On some nights I surf the interent, talking to guys and on a few occasions I have even met a few of these guys. but more often than not, I end up jerking myself to sleep.
One night I didn't go to sleep. I was slightly more than buzzed from cocktails earlier in the night and now I was hungry. So I decided to go get something to eat.
And I should tell you... DON"T DRINK AND DRIVE. But I was drunk and hungry and later in this story you'll see my decision making skills aren't the safest.
As I drove towards my favorite late night drive thru I saw a guy going into a store front door. This wouldn't be unusual except that it was 4am and the streets were empty. I looked at the sign and saw it was the North Hollywood Spa. Now I had driven past this sign a thousand times and I knew what the place was, I'd just never thought about going in.
But tonight was different.
I turned my car around and found a spot to park on the street. I had enough booze flowing through my blood to make me curious enough to check this place out. I had a few a jitters, so I smoked a joint in quick fashion and then hurried towards the door and made my way inside.
A tired looking guy greeted me at the counter. I told him I had never been there before. He told me I could get a locker or a room. After hearing the pricing and what I had in my wallet, I could only afford a locker. I forked over the money, he gave me a towel, I took a mask from the ancient gallery, and I walked on down the hall. (Sorry just had to throw the Doors reference in there)
I found a locker, and got undressed. I asumed this was what you do, since I had seen a few other guys walking around in towels. I did the same. I decided to explore.
Between my booze buzz and being high I was feeling no pain. I was floating on a cloud, wandering around this gay playground.
I found the work out room, the pool, the hottub, and then I found the steam room. I walked inside, it was dark and empty. I sat down and let the heat penetrate my body.