Having shared a one-bath house experience in Edmonton, Sunny and Pat decide to meet up in Seattle and to have another amazing tryst. This time the two decide on being total strangers to each other, like it was the first time. It proved not only hot for them, but for their many onlookers who got an eyeful.
Chapter 1
Navigating the airport, Seattle's LRT and checking into the hotel was a breeze. That's another great reason Seattle sits at the top of our list for great cities to visit. Sunny had arrived earlier and had checked into the room, but he wasn't there when I came in, which was going exactly as planned.
I quickly took to work on my luggage and neatly organized my belongings into the drawers. Living out of a piece of luggage is no fun and having parts of my travel still feel like home keeps me grounded. I made quick work of it and put out some clothes to wear out. I stripped down, turned on the hot water and popped in for a nice hot relaxing shower before a superb night ahead of me.
In the shower, my thoughts went quickly to what was about to transpire this evening. I had been over so many scenarios of what a perfect hook up would look like over the past couple of weeks. On the plane I had a plan of attack for when I got to the bath house. Here I was in the shower now going over the plan in my head one more time, and it was getting me pretty excited.
I lathered up a wash cloth and applied a generous amount of body wash and started to wash my body. The soap lathered generously and I covered every inch. I spent a little longer on my penis as it was semi-erect and getting bigger with more of my dirty thoughts. The soap was amazing to glide my hand up and down my shaft. I closed my eyes thinking of how many men would be touching my cock and sucking on my cock in just the next hour or so. Mmmmmmm.
I gave a few vigorous strokes to my penis to bring myself close to cumming and stopped. Sunny has been teaching me to edge myself. He drives me crazy, edging me for hours before begging him to let me cum. Wow, what a gusher he gets when he lets me release. He makes sure to swallow every drop, which he'll be doing a lot of this evening. I grab a towel to dry off and pop out of the shower. Another ten minutes and I'm walking out the door with the hotel key card, a bag with lube, shower shoes, some cash and my phone. The GPS has the Seattle Steamworks location locked and I have about a 20-minute walk. Checking my watch, Sunny will be walking through the door any minute to get ahead. This is going to be a fun night.
Chapter 2
I love walking through downtown Seattle. There's a good vibe to the city and being so close to water brings a nice fresh breeze to the streets. It's a perfect late afternoon and the streets are starting to pick up with activity as people head out for evening adventures. My adventure is largely non-eventful. Typical streetscapes, people milling about and I'm just following the directions on my phone. I stop to take a quick look to see where I'm at and it looks like I'm within 2 minutes of the bathhouse we picked.
I do a scan as I look up and a muscular, short-haired black man walks by me real close. As he continues walking, he does a quick glance back to me and our eyes lock briefly. He smiles, winks and continues to stride. My cell phone is telling me to cut through a side street, and I see that I am now following the gentleman. I see up ahead that he is looking for a sign on a side wall, he stops and opens a door. My cell phone has my end point right around that location. Nice. My heart starts to race.
I've only had one other experience with a bathhouse and it was with Sunny. We were both nervous and not sure what to expect. There were some creepy men that kept staring and following us around. That part was weird. There was some fun at the slurp ramp, but Sunny took a shine to the first douchebag that came along and invited him back to our room. Let's just say, that won't be happening ever again.
The black man who just entered the bathhouse ahead of me was good-looking, fit and I could definitely see a big bulge in his tight shorts. I'd love to get my hands, and mouth all over that. Mmmmmm.
By the time I got through the door and up the creaky stairs to the main reception the black man had already been processed and likely on his way to get undressed. Darn. I'll be on the lookout for him over the course of the couple of hours we had planned to stick around.
I paid for a locker with cash, checked in under Barney Rubble and grabbed my towel and a couple of condoms that were sitting in a bowl on the front desk. I was hoping not to have to use them as fucking a guy bareback is the way I like it. Shooting my cum deep into guys is a major turn on for sure.
As I was entering the locker room, there were several men already there in various states of undress. You can tell the newbies because they are shy and all wrapped up in their towels. The old-timers usually have their towels around their necks and like showing off their hairy floppy cocks and like to get real close when they talk to you.
I largely ignored the men there, not my type, got undressed, stashed my stuff and put the key ring around my wrist. I headed out down the dark hallways in search of Sunny. I'm also looking for a nice-looking man with a large penis to play with first. I want Sunny to watch me pleasuring another man, kissing him and generally get him uber jealous.
Walking through the maze-like hallways, you have rooms with mostly locked doors. Behind some of them you can hear the moans of men taking cocks in the ass and enjoying the moment. I love that sound. I wonder if Sunny is in any of these rooms with some guy's cock inside of him. I won't be happy if that's the case. That wasn't the plan. Sunny is quick to jump on the first guy that looks his way, so it is possible.
After a lap on the main level without luck on eyeing up a potential tryst or finding my Sunny, I see a set of stairs that lead down. Again, creaky and dark. Other men are coming up the stairs and we brush each other. One of the men feels for my cock, which is semi-erect. I stopped on the stairs and let him feel me some more. We have to carry on as more men are climbing the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs, I look in and see a bit of a wet area. There are some creepy looking sauna doors and an area with a couple of open showers. I look over and see the hot tub, and to my delight see the man of my dreams.