I think I learned about gay bathhouses from reading stories in this subreddit... but ever since I couldn't get the idea of visiting one out of my head. The whole idea seemed so hot, just a place where like-minded men meet to fuck without any pretense. Anyways long story short, I had to travel for a conference a few weeks ago and I made my mind up that I was going to visit one on that trip. Well before arriving I had already researched the scene in the city and found the bathhouse that I was going to visit.

Fast forward to that day. I went back to my hotel after a long day at my conference and I immediately started getting ready. I didn't know how many dicks I was going to be taking that night, so I made sure I cleaned myself out perfectly and then I took a shower. I was feeling a bit nervous, so to settle my nerves I had a quick drink then hopped on the public transit to take me downtown.

The bathhouse was located on a moderately busy street right in the touristy area, and the door was an unassuming green door between two shops. I didn't even notice it the first time and walked right by it. On my second pass I saw it, and I quickly opened the door and walked in before I could give myself a chance to chicken out.

I walked in and the first room was a bar which doubled as the reception desk. There were a few older guys sitting around drinking and chatting in only a towel. I had definitely come to the right place. The bartender/receptionist was a very good looking and quite flirtatious guy who looked to be in his 30s or so. I think he sensed my nerves because he asked me if it was my first time, to which I replied yes, it was.

"You'll love it, don't worry," he said, with a wink.

I paid my entrance fee and he gave me a towel, a key for a locker, and a pair of rubber slippers. From there I went to find. my locker and the room was semi-full of guys in various stages of dressing or undressing. I tried to keep to myself and found my locker, got fully naked and put on my towel. It was time to explore.

I went down the stairs into the play area and immediately heard some familiar sounds... porn was playing on a tv screen near by and I could hear someone, somewhere, obviously getting fucked and loving it. That turned me on and my horniness gave me some confidence, and I decided to take a lap around to see what was on offer. The first area I came to was a sort of BDSM dungeon. There were a few cages that seemed like they could lock and some restraints on the wall (the ones that look like X's, I'm not sure what they're called). That was hot, but that seemed like too much for my first time, so I decided to move on. As I was leaving the room I noticed a guy behind me, probably in his mid 40s with lots of tattoos and in decent shape. I turned around and we made eye contact, and with my ingrained politeness I nodded to him. I realized immediately that it probably seemed like I was signalling him lol, which wasn't intentional. But hey, I came here to get fucked and he was decent enough looking, so I suppose it wasn't the end of the world if he interpreted it that way.

I went into the next room which had a bunch of booths with some mattresses that looked more like examination tables in doctor's offices. It was here that I noticed that, sure enough, the guy was following me. As I was looking in one of the booths he came behind me and gently led me into it and closed the door.

"Top or bottom?" he said.

"Bottom," I replied.

"Ok, I fuck you?" he asked. English clearly wasn't his first language, but I didn't really want any small talk anyways, so I appreciated the forwardness.

"Ok," I said.

He motioned for me to lay down on the mattress, which I did. He had a fanny pack on, and he took out condoms and lube, which made me feel better because I didn't have any on me, though they were both available throughout the bathhouse. He applied some lube to his fingers and started working my hole. I was a bit tense because this was all happening so fast, and he noticed. "Relax, relax, it's ok" he said, and I thought to myself hey, this is what you wanted right? So I took a deep breath and relaxed and started enjoying it.

He took some poppers out of his bag and offered them to me. I had only used them a few times before but I thought what the hell, and took a big hit. I offered it to him and he told me to keep them, so I put them down next to me. I felt the rush and immediately started enjoying myself more, and I started moaning and bouncing on his fingers.

After a few minutes of opening me up, he asked if I was ready for his cock. "Yes please," I said, now fully in slut mode. I took a look at what I would be taking, and fully hard his cock was a bit above average though not huge, probably around 7.5 inches and decently thick, perfect size for me. He slipped on a condom and applied some lube while I took two more hits of poppers. He lined his dick up with my hole and pushed in, softly at first. Even though this was a random, anonymous encounter, he was still a gentleman, which I appreciated! It was far from my first time, but still it usually hurts a little bit at first, and he was happy to go slowly while my ass got used to his cock. Once it was all the way in and the pain went away, I started moaning, letting him know how much I was enjoying it. I guess he took that as a cue because he very quickly switched gears and started absolutely pounding my ass. I was in ecstasy, moaning loudly knowing that guys around me were certainly hearing me, which turned me on even more.

After a few minutes he pulled out and told me to turn over. I did, taking another hit of poppers, and got into doggy position, sticking my ass out and wiggling it for him. He grabbed my hips and immediately went back to fucking me at full speed, going fully in and out with every stroke. I felt completely like a slut, getting pounded like never before by a complete stranger that I had said no more than two words to. At one point he grabbed my arms and pulled me back, holding me in place while he fucked me. Then he pushed my head down into the mattress and I thought of how many guys must have been fucked there like me before, and how much cum had been wiped off of this mattress... I grabbed his hand and placed it around my neck. He got the cue and started choking me, fucking me even harder.

Eventually I flipped over again, and he went on fucking me, choking me, and now sometimes slapping me. This was the hardest I'd ever been fucked and I was wondering how long he was going to be able to go on for. It felt like we had been going on for ages, but it was probably around 20 or 30 minutes in total. Finally I heard him grunting louder, and I knew he was going to cum. He pulled out, took off the condom, and started jerking himself. In my slutty haze I propped up my ass and gaped it for him. Finally with an extremely loud groan which everyone must have heard he came, shooting five or six ropes into and around my gaping hole.

He stood there catching his breath for a few seconds, and I laid down to do the same. Then, he said "That was amazing."

"Yeah, it was," I replied.

He smiled at me. "Ok, I go now," he said.

"Ok," I said, laughing a bit.

He patted me on the leg, like a coach congratulating a player for playing well. And with that, my lover turned and left me there on the mattress, covered in cum, head spinning. It was an amazing fuck and I was pretty spent. I cleaned myself up a bit and decided to walk around the place a bit more.

I came to a section with gloryholes and I thought it would be hot to suck someone off through one, but no one else was there, so eventually I left. As I was leaving an older, overweight guy put his arm around me and started talking to me. I was really not interested but he didn't seem to get the hints, and he kept trying to play with my dick. Finally I just told him no very sternly and walked away.

I kept walking around the place and saw a few guys like me walking around in their towels, trying to catch my gaze. Nobody really stood out to me though, and I figured maybe that was enough for one night. I hadn't stayed that long and only hooked up with one guy, but the whole experience was starting to feel a bit overwhelming and I had already had a great fuck, so I decided it was time to go. I went back to my locker, got changed, and left. As I was leaving and giving my key back to the bartender, he winked at me and said, "See you tomorrow."

"We'll see," I replied.

All in all I had a pretty good experience. I was happy to have met the guy who fucked me right away, because the whole ordeal of making eye contact and deciding whether you wanted to hook up with that person or not seemed like it could be a bit stressful. I'm not sure when, but I imagine I will go back to one at some point... ;)

I hope you enjoyed the story and sorry if I rambled a bit at some points!