Introduction
This happens recently after breaking up with my long-term GF of 10 years. Covid was tough, and not being able to be together was probably the thing that broke us.
About a month or so afterwards I had that building urge I couldn’t resist any longer. I planned a sexy day out in Blackpool – and whilst things didn’t go quite to plan – it’s still a great memory!
It started the day before, shaving and removing all body hair I could. I like the look of my hairless cock and chest, the smoothness it produces, and the lower part of my shaft no longer lost in a jungle of pubes.
Looking the part - early November 2021 I headed into town, I went to a local swinger’s club and stayed there for a few hours, however with not much action going on I decided to leave. I was too excited however just to head on home – so decided to check out my favourite gay sauna I had visited over 10 years ago. During the short walk across town the excitement swelled in my stomach and groin – I hadn’t done this for so long.
The Sauna
After getting slightly lost (the new massive Sainsburys they built changed everything!) I was now approaching the sauna. In the distance I saw a car pull up and park outside, getting out was a young-looking lad; probably mid 20’s, short hair, tanned skin, confident walk – heading inside. He was hot. Even from back here I could tell, and maybe a slight wave of jealousy washed over me along with the anticipation. I don’t know why! I paused a slight way down the street and had a cigarette or two – not wanting (for some reason) to enter right after this amazing looking guy had done. I was probably scared, nervous – and too shy.
Finally, I entered the doorway to W3, opening the unlocked door from the street and pressing the buzzer waiting to be let into this den of excitement. Within 10 seconds the door buzzed open, and I walked into the corridor reception area. The owner behind the front desk greeted me and I recognised him from my previous trips 10 years before. He hadn’t aged a bit a still looked great! We chatted a little bit, and I said I’d been before. He looked at me in that indescribable thoughtful way for a few seconds before a large grin came across his face and he said he remembered me from so long ago (something quite flattering)! He was excited to tell me all the changes and how different it was now having been refurbished a few years ago.
After paying my way, getting my locker key and towel I proceeded into the locker room. Stripping off my clothes, quite carefully, slowly becoming naked in this wide-open public space grew the excitement within me. No one new entered the sauna, but one or two older men came out and changed back in the locker room. One stood next to me, a glance at my hairless body now fully nude in the changing room, his still semi hard cock slowly throbbing merely a foot away. I wrapped the small towel around my waist and proceeded in.
Things certainly had changed and looked great. The locker room and ‘living room’ were totally different. The whole area was slightly dark, but not too much, and moving through the plastic covering into the main sauna itself the light brightened into full illumination.
It’s here I removed my towel and showered under before continuing. The showers – two next to each other – were inset to the wall but open, providing slight privacy whilst also not. A tall older man walked past whilst the running water and my hands were moving over my body, my cock now in a permanent semi-hard state with the excitement rushing through my head.
The Playroom
After showering I put my skimpy towel back around my waist and eyed up the staircase in front of me. I knew exactly where it led and that was where I wanted to go. My bare feet against the tight wooden boards and I climbed up into red led lit darkness.
At the top of the stairs the door to the massage room and to the right of it the toilet greeted you, but turning you were now into the play zone. I walked past the two open rooms - peering in as I did – to be greeted in both by slim guys shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the hardcore porn projected on the walls, stroking their cocks. I continued around and peered through the next – a room that in the past had a standing gloryhole wall with about 5 slots – now showed straight porn. A black vinyl coated mattress in the far corner, the red LEDs seemed somehow brighter in this space, but I carried on.
Moving up the stairs, this is the darker part of the play area, a maze and sex swing, and stairs leading back down. From memory I knew where I was going – where I planned to end up. I could have gone to the gloryholes right there, just taken a left, but I was curious and wanted to explore. Moving through the maze it seemed at every turn there was a guy dressed only in a towel – or nothing at all – idlily awaiting some attention.
Having made my way down the stairs, I passed by the private cabins, and into the gloryhole room. Well – its not a room – but it’s where the long set of gloryholes are. None seemed to be in use, and I craved to go in one, but I was now also aware I had a long line of disrobed men following behind me.
I carried on and entered through the plastic to the straight porn room. I thought I could take a quick time out, just to clear my overly excited head.
Meeting the gang
Moving into the corner, turning around, I saw the porn playing had a woman on her knees deepthroating a cock like there was no tomorrow. Within 10 seconds the first guy came through the plastic, followed by the next, and the next…
The first guy; taller than me, bald, slim, with tattoos all over his body approached me and let his towel fall to the floor revealing a large wide semi hard cock that had been hidden beneath. As he got close my hand reached out and grasped his smooth manhood at the base, as my hand started gliding up and down it.
By this time the second guy to enter the room; a much older man, 65 at least, not even wearing a towel, came around and stood right next to me. His cock was a lot smaller, covered by a bush of grey pubic hair which parted as I began wanking his flaccid old cock.
The older guy now was running his hands over my hairless chest and body, whilst the tattooed mans hand slide between the opening of my towel and found my semi hard cock. I can’t even describe the amazing sensations of feeling someone else other than you gently stroking your manhood.
Looking around I realised we had an audience of about 5 other guys, all crowded into this small dark room, watching as I caressed these two older guys cocks. The audience, most with their hand under their towel, stared fixated on what was happening before them.
I wanted so badly to get on my knees and suck these two off. For them to cum in my mouth and the next in line take their place, but with this audience and my starstruck head I timidly continued my stroking. I could feel the swelling and throbbing of the two men in my hands as the tattooed man leaned in to kiss me. I turned my head away slightly indicating I didn’t want to kiss on the mouth, and he graciously began kissing my neck instead. Meanwhile the older mans hands were playing with my nipples.
All the excitement, the fact I hadn’t been touched for so long, the audience, it became too much – and without warning I could feel my still semi cock begin pumping and spilling load after load of cum beneath my towel.
Embarrassed, hoping the tattooed man hadn’t realised I’d cum, I ungracefully excused myself from the situation. How I wish I hadn’t. How I wish I’d dropped to my knees and put on a show!
Leaving the small room I saw the younger hot guy from outside approaching it – obviously wondering what all the fuss was about – as I went downstairs and showered before leaving…
Yes - I'm not proud I left, but my head was so full of excitement and confusion. I'm heading back there this Friday, it's underwear day, and I plan to stay for hours in the gloryhole! Hopefully another story to tell at a later date!
