After my introduction to the London sauna scene, I was keen to explore further. Over the coming months I sampled many of the clubs, but quickly decided that the Pleasuredrome in Waterloo was my favourite. Not only was it the largest, but it also consistently delivered the fun I was looking for. The club is situated under the railway arches close to Waterloo station. It’s one of those parts of London that is getting gentrified, so it feels safe arriving there at any time. For the most part I would arrive mid-afternoon and stay until early evening before catching a train home from Waterloo. One afternoon I found myself in the fortunate position of having finished all my meetings in London at around 2 pm and decided to head over for a few hours’ relaxation, and hopefully some fun. Entering the reception from the bright sunshine outside, my eyes took a moment to adjust. In front of me was one other guy. We both checked in and headed upstairs to the huge locker rooms. (I remember on my first visit being amazed at the number of lockers, and thinking that it must get incredibly busy to need so many). After searching around I found my designated locker and started to undress. The high energy techno music was pounding and each beat seemed to pump a little more blood into my cock causing it to swell. By the time I had stripped of and deposited my clothes in the locker, I was sporting a lazy lob and could feel a warm flush on my face. I proceeded downstairs to the showers and found a couple of guys already there soaping each other. I hung my towel on a hook but stood back watching. This was shaping up to be a good afternoon, I had barely entered the club but already I was hard and watching 2 guys getting off. I felt a movement behind me and turned to see the guy who had arrived at the same time as me. He also hung up his towel, and like me stood to watch the guys in the shower. Pretty soon all 4 of us were stood proud, our hard cocks evidence of the pleasure we were getting from watching and being watched. Eventually the guys in the shower rinsed off and left. I took the opportunity to stroke each of their cocks as they passed and thanked them for the show. Then I headed into the showers myself. The water was initially cool, but soon warmed and I was enjoying lathering up while watching as the guys dried off and headed upstairs. The guy who had arrived with me also entered the shower and said something about it being a shame that the other guys were leaving. After my shower I headed to the bar and got a large glass of wine. I stood near the bar at a high table drinking the wine, watching people coming and going and leafing through some porn. The bar area is very central and lets you see people arrive and depart, the jacuzzi and the traffic heading to the maze and restrooms. After 15 minutes you have pretty good idea of who is in, and whether they are just doing endless laps of the club looking for something, or if they are serious players. After my wine I headed through to check out the steam room, and the “cock wall”. The corridor from the bar heads past one stream room, through a shower area, past the entrance to the “cock wall”, a sauna a dark room and another steam room. The corridor is narrow and busy meaning you will brush up against a lot of guys whichever area you are headed for. I headed for the first steam room and walked in. As usual it was dim and steamy, and the wall was lined with guys slowly wanking. Towards the back of the room is another low wall and behind that there was the sound of a guy getting fucked. While is stood letting my eyes adjust there was a constant stream of guys arriving and leaving. Once my eyes had adjusted, I moved close to the edge of the room, undid my towel and started to stroke my cock and looked at all the other guys. I love the exhibitionist thrill of wanking in front of an audience. Even better if they appreciate the show. As the steam dripped from my face and my skin softened my hand slide over my cock, stretching and pulling it. In front of me a guy sat on the bench reached out and cupped my balls. I looked at him and moved slightly closer, allowing his fingers to graze my anus. Pretty soon, lubricated by the steam, the tip of his finger slipped inside, and I gasped. Not wanting to cum to quickly I reluctantly stepped back, turned, and left the steam room, brushing my throbbing cock against a few guys on the way. Outside it was only marginally cooler, and my body was running with sweat and the moisture from the steam room. When I am like that, then I know there is only one place I want to be, so I headed to the dark room. As I got to the open doorway, I wrapped my towel around my neck to leave my hard on uncovered and accessible to all and walked in. The inky darkness was so complete I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face, and for a moment I was concerned I would bump into someone. I shuffled back against a wall and waited. At my side I could feel someone else, our arms touched but I couldn’t see him. Another guy entered the room, and everyone moved slightly to accommodate him. I was now stood back to the wall with a guy pressing against me each side, and the smells and sounds of sex all around. The guy to my right started to moan and I sensed that there was someone in front of him. Tentatively reaching out, my hand encountered the head of an old guy who was obviously sucking his cock. The guy to my left reached over and started to play with my nipple. I was enjoying the sensory overload of the dark and the heat, when everyone in the room moved, indicating that more guys had entered the dark room. As I shuffled further into the darkness my knee bumped against the old guy still kneeling on the floor. As the room settled again, I felt his mouth envelop my cock. The guys either side had turned, and their cocks were hot and hard against my thighs. I was now at the centre of 3 guys, each of them stroking and teasing me, their hands sliding over me, slipping on the sweat that was running from me. The guy on the floor sucked me deeper and deeper into his mouth and I felt the tip of my cock brush the back of his throat. I rested my back against the cool wall and surrendered to the sensations. From my right came the unmistakable waft of poppers, and as they came towards my nose I inhaled deeply. I felt the familiar rush and my cock throbbed. I reached for the cocks either side of me and squeezed their hardness. Hands were all over my body and the old guy in front of me was doing a great job of sucking my cock like his life depended on it. I released the cock in my right and placed my hand on the bald head between my legs. The guys either side kept up their caressing of my body, their hands sliding over my wet skin. Another hit of poppers and I coasted over the edge. My head pounding, and my cock spurting into the wet mouth in front of me. The sensations seemed to continue for an age, my hips still pumping my cock into the old guys mouth. I could feel the cum dribbling from his lips onto my thighs. Eventually I was completely spent and pulled back. The guys either side sensed what had happened and moved on, and the old guy struggled to his feet and headed to the exit. I rested for a while before I followed him. After such an intense session I needed time to recover. I walked back to the showers and rinsed the cum and sweat from my body. Once I was clean, I returned to my locker and grabbed some cash and a Viagra. Back downstairs I bought another glass of wine and used it to wash the Viagra down. Then I headed for the beds opposite the hot tub and lay back. I had been resting for about half an hour, watching the coming and going before I felt the familiar flush rising over my face, a sure sign that the Viagra had kicked in. I rose to my feet and headed of for a walk around. Upstairs the corridor was busy with guys, and a few of the rooms were busy. I looked into the glory hole cupboards and was disappointed to find them empty. I wandered back downstairs and headed for the steam room again. Inside it was much the same as before and I took off my towel and let the willing hands caress my cock back to hardness. Once again, the steam made my skin slippery and smooth, and I luxuriated in the anonymous hands that reached for my body and cock. When I was fully hard and throbbing, I left and headed for the “cock wall”. For those who never had the pleasure this was a raised platform behind a row of glory holes. Those on the platform put their cock through the holes and those on the lower lever were at the perfect height to suck them. I started on the lower level and approached the first cock. I love the sensation of sucking anonymous cock, and this one was small and uncut. I set to work on it and was rewarded by a groan of pleasure from behind the wall. I ran my tongue over the tip and then opened my mouth and took it in. One of my hands reached to cup his balls, while the other reached for my own throbbing cock. Within a very short time the guy I was sucking pulled back, not wanting to cum, so I left him and moved to the next cock along. This one was much larger and cut. Even looking at it made me admire it as a thing of beauty. I went to work on it and was rewarded by groans of satisfaction. I slobbered and drooled over it and marvelled at the sensations as it slipped in and out of my mouth. All the while I wanked my now painfully hard cock, pulling the foreskin back and feeling the tip throbbing. I don’t know how long I was there, but eventually he started to cum, his warm seed spilled onto my face and chin, and ran down onto my chest. I licked the last drip from the tip and watched as it disappeared. I turned and was greeted by the owner of the beautiful cock descending from the platform. We both thanked each other, and he headed for the showers, and I headed up onto the platform. When I got there I found a group of guys all playing with each other. Most of them were not my type and I thought I might have to go elsewhere. I pushed past them to the far end and took my position at the wall. My throbbing cock pushed through just waiting for a mouth. I didn’t have to wait long, and soon my cock was being expertly deep throated by…who knows? I turned my head and watched as the guys next to me took turns to fuck a small Chinese guy. Each of them taking their turn and the Chinese guy thanking them as they pumped their cocks into him. Not my thing, but a great visual stimulation to complement the selection of mouths worshiping my cock. After my earlier cum and powered by Viagra I stood for 10 or 15 minutes before I felt the cum rising from my balls. Looking through the hole I indicated to the guy sucking me that I was about to cum, and he redoubled his efforts and drained me of everything I had. Happy days. Let’s hope that when Pleasuredrome reopens they have bought back the cock wall – the most fun place in London!