On Mondays it only costs $1.00 to get into the bathhouse, so it usually gets pretty crowded. There's always someone there I know, and this past Monday was no exception.
Paid my dollar, got my locker key, stripped down...I always get such a charge out of being naked, even if it's just for a second. Wrapped myself up in a towel, and left the locker room. I had hoped it would be busy, and I was not disapointed.
The lights are always dim in the bathhouse, but not too dim; it's easy to see what's going on in the shadows and steamrooms. Dimly lit figures writhed in the corners, and behind the outcroppings - asses, the backs of heads, towels in heaps.
I walked around for a bit. Stopped in the steam room, the sauna, the shower - any excuse to get my towel off.
I was leaving the video lounge when I felt his fingers dragging lightly against my hip. A bolt of electricity shot through me as I tried to see him in the dim hall. He passed near a yellow light, and I instantly figured out who he was, and the shock of recognition stopped me in my tracks. Even though he was barely touching me, and with only one finger, I felt myself being pulled toward him. We found ourselves face to face. I shocked myself by kissing him - long, deep kisses. I felt his lips, his unshaven face. I broke off the kiss, and looked at him. Even in the dim light I couldn't stop looking at him. Thin, wiry, muscular. Smooth skin - I can't explain it, but it felt tan, even in February, with a hint of a tan line that drove me wild. Some body hair, just enough. I couldn't help myself. I took a step back from him, and let my towel fall to the ground. I was rock hard, and a bit embarassed about it, but his kisses turned me on so much, and I had to show him. I felt him look at me, which got me even harder. Then he stepped back, and dropped his towel too, and I realized I had nothing to be embarassed about - he was just as hard as I was. His cock was smooth and thick, and it stood straight up into his abdomen. My gasp was audible, as was his little giggle. I let him press me up against the wall, not hard, as we started kissing again, tongues sliding back and forth into each others' wet warm mouths. My hands moved over his chest, and I played with his nipples. My lips moved to his neck, and then they joined my hands on his nipples. I flicked each nipple with my tongue as my hands moved to his firm but soft ass. I massaged his ass as we pressed against each other, our cocks grinding into our hips. His cock was bigger than mine, and with each thrust I felt myself moaning louder and louder.
