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My First Bathhouse Experience

Sunday, November 16, 2008 2:10 PM

I suppose the best way to begin is to describe who I am. I am 55 years old. I realized that I preferred sex with men in my mid forties. I am a bottom and I love to give blow jobs.  I have been regularly visiting New Orleans since 1984 and it is where I had my first gay sexual experience.

It was during a visit to the Big Easy that I discovered the joys of Bathhouses.  I was talking to a local guy at a bar about my favorite cruise bars and he asked me if I had ever been to "The Club". I told him no and asked him where it was located and what the clientel was like.  He said it was not a bar, it was a Bathhouse.  I had heard about bath houses but had never been to one.  I remember that there used to be some in D.C. but they closed years ago. He just smiled and said you should try it. There is nothing else like it. Most of the things I had heard about bath houses were negative. Breeding ground for sexually transmitted diseases was the first thing that came to mind.

When I went back to my hotel and did a search on bathhouses. Most of the stuff was historical but I did come across a web site called Bathhouse Addict. It was very positive and gave information on what to expect and a listing of Bathhouse locations. Sure enough "The Club" New Orleans was listed and it had pictures and price lists and a map of the location.

The next day I decided to give it a try. After all, I have cruised bars, adult book stores and truck stops. How bad could this place be.

I almost missed the place, It was in a nondescript building and the only markings were a small placard on the door.  When I walked in there was a counter and another set of double doors. I guessed I looked a little nervous and lost because the guy behind the counter asked if this was my first time at the club. I told him yes and he explained the admissions procedure.  I would need to buy a membership since this was considered a private club. Memberships could be for the day, a month or yearly.  In addition, I would need rent a locker, a regular room or a deluxe room. I went with the daily membership and a regular room. I gave him the cash and he gave me a elastic band with two keys, one for the room and the other for a lock box behind the counter for valuables. He buzzed me in and gave me a towel.

The first room on the first floor was a gym. There were a couple of guys working out but it was not any thing out of the ordinary. I walked past a hot tub, showers, and a sauna on my way to the stairs to the second floor where my room was located.  When I reached the second floor, I saw a bunch of middle aged guys walking around wearing only towels.

I found my room and went in. The room was a 4x6 cubicle. A wooden box with a mattress with a sheet and a pillow lined one wall and there was a small plastic table with a paper bag and some condoms on the table. Not exactly the Hilton but it would serve the purpose. I removed my cloths and hung them on a hook behind the door. I placed a small bottle of lube and a package of mints on the table. I was ready to explore this new sexual playground.

My first impressions of the place were very positive. It was clean and tidy and there were no offensive smells. The thing that really struck me was how quiet the place was.  There were at least a dozen guys walking around and the only sounds were their foot steps and the tingle of the two keys we all wore around our arms. There was no conversations, only the occasional grunts and moans of guys having sex somewhere in the line of cubicles.

Some of the guys were in their rooms with their doors open lying on their beds. Based on what I read, if you lay on bed face down you want to be fucked.  If you lay on your back you want to fuck someone or get a blow job. 

In the middle of the rooms was a open area with a TV showing porn and guys sitting on padded benches. Most of the guys were stroking their cocks pretending to watch the porn. I stood along a wall for a few moments looking at the cocks and trying to figure out what to say. Finally, I decided on the direct approach and went to guy closest to me and said "nice cock, can I suck it" he nodded yes and spread his legs. I got down on my knees and went to work sucking his cock and licking his balls. I let my towel drop so everyone could see my phat ass. I get off when other men watch me having sex.  After a few minutes of serious sucking, the guy I was servicing started moaning. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked if I had a room. I said yes and we both got up and headed to my room. As we left the TV room several guys smiled at me and licked their lips. I knew then that this was going to be a good night. Once we got to my room, My playmate got on all fours and said "eat my ass man". I gave him a deep rimming and continued to lick his cock and balls. By now we were both pretty worked up. He stood up and said "I got to fuck your black ass". I tossed him a condom from the table and dabbed on some lube while he was putting it on. I opened the door to the room so guys who passed by could watch and join in if they wanted. I got on all fours and he mounted my ass with a vengeance. His cock was fat and thick and if felt so damn good that I thought I was going to cum before he did.  I could see guys standing at the door stoking their cocks. It never hurts to advertise. When my friend came, I removed his condom and licked his cock clean. He said "thanks man" and walked off.

I sat on the side of the bed for a few moments and thought, damn that was easy. No bullshit small talk, no buying guys drinks, and best of all not having to sleep on the wet spot that you get when to take a guy to your hotel room. I was in Fuck Heaven.

I had many encounters that evening and since then I have been to bathhouses in Las Vegas and Orlando. Every visit is different based on who is there. So far I have yet to have a negative experience. Even the guys who are not interested are polite and simply say no thanks or I am resting. My first bathhouse experience turned into a regular passion.