u/holidayspell

In my mid 20s I was coming to terms with being bi, and started to experiment with gay sex... an early experience was a gay sauna visit while away for work. It was sunset on a typical warm Brisbane evening. To me it felt paradise and that I could try anything. Still, I was nervous and unsure of myself. What I wanted to do most that evening needed some courage. I walked there from my hotel over a long river bridge to where I'd read the sauna was.

I climbed it's long wide stairway and payed the cover charge, and I was given a fluffy white towel. Walking into the locker room I was met with bench seats and men in various states on dress.. so going through the motions I pretended I was at the local pool as I stripped naked. Towel around me and off I went exploring. Mid week there were a few men there but not buzzing. I'm ok with that. I didn't know what to expect but honestly it just felt so liberating being inside that I decided to take off my towel and just walk around with it over a sholder.

Got in the main hot tub for a soak. I started talking to a local his 30s with short cropped hair. He had collected many tattoos in that old sailor style. We talked about the city, about what's on, about this and about that, basically about everything but what I was there craving to try. To play with other naked men. To know what that's like.

More got into the jacuzzi gradually and I had some flirty conversations, various men around me putting their hands (and feet) on me under the water. Our sailor being somewhat close by, saw hand playing with my cock as another stroked my chest. One hand moved from cupping my balls to teasing and fingering my ass, just a little, while the sailor made to exit and tried to elicit a reaction... he feigned getting out but stalled there with his ass extended presenting to me so that I might be tempted to top him. I wasn't attracted to him in all honesty, so I casually smiled at him and returned my attention to the smooth muscular man on my right whose cock I was stroking as my other neighbour fingered me.

Muscle dude asked me if I wanted to go somewhere more private. Oh yes. I quickly nodded and followed. Well it turns out he was a very athletic top. Once in private he immediately kissed me hard and dominated me, turning me around lubing me up while putting on a condom and got to fucking me actually quite hard. How did that happen so fast? He was an average size and I guess I was ready, I don't remember a pain of entry, but also I wasn't expecting that. I did like it... I liked the effect I was having on him. He was so fast. Too fast. Once he'd had his way and climaxed he kissed me goodbye and just disappeared, leaving me feeling used and unsatisfied. Not ideal.

There were less people by this stage, I was a little deflated and I'd decided I'd shower and head home. It was a wide shared space where I started to wash myself. Closest to me was an older gent, probably late 50s and taller than me, with a thick flaccid cock. I really enjoyed watching the water pour over him. I would just love to be this man's play thing. The thought of that cock erect and inside me was intimidating, but not so intimidated to stop me reaching over holding it as we washed. He didn't signal much of anything he just let it happen as he lathered. So I slowly stroked his thick cock as I fantasised what he was like, and where we would find ourselves. He was an executive and I was a in his office. I was sitting on his lap and he was unbuttoning my shirt while my hand was in his zipper holding his impressive instrument.

I wanked him as I wanked myself for an extended period enjoying my daydream. He possibly had the longest shower ever in that place. I was hard and I was moaning and we were now surrounded by several men all wanking while watching us.. mostly watching me. My cheeks flushed a little, probably become red when I noticed this, and yet I felt an exhilaration and just wanked faster and faster until I came.

I wish I could say I got my tall daddy off in the same way, but he was now semi hard and it was quite possibly a challenge for him. Well thank you daddy, no words spoken, I finished lathering and rinsing as our onlookers left, and I headed to the locker areas.

Muscle dude was there. He was mostly clothed, his tanned bald head all gleaming. I wasn't sure what if anything to say but he just winked at me and smiled as he tied his last shoe lace on his black oxfords now in his suit pants and blue cotton shirt, and he promptly left. I bet that man gets a lot of cock.

Anyway.. I dried off properly and put on my shorts, linen shirt and sandals, and as I was leaving shower daddy and I headed to the exit. I hesitated so as to let him through. Should I say something? What!? I wanted to ask if maybe we could meet. Maybe he should invite me over? That I'd really like to chill at his place... I wanted to put my mouth on him, I want his tongue in so many paces. But I said none of that because when I dropped by towel at the return shoot I turned and he was already at the foot of the stairs and my heart sank just a little. Walking down I wasn't going to run after him. Well on the stairs I noticed two fresh flat 20 dollar bills, hard to miss in the light. There's no way he did not se them. Did he drop them by accident? But you pay at entry, not on exit. No. I think it was his small thank you. He would have liked me to visit him, I wish he could know it's exactly what I wanted too.

In my mid 20s I was coming to terms with being bi, and started to experiment with gay sex... an early experience was a gay sauna visit while away for work. It was sunset on a typical warm Brisbane evening. To me it felt paradise and that I could try anything. Still, I was nervous and unsure of myself. What I wanted to do most that evening needed some courage. I walked there from my hotel over a long river bridge to where I'd read the sauna was.

I climbed it's long wide stairway and payed the cover charge, and I was given a fluffy white towel. Walking into the locker room I was met with bench seats and men in various states on dress.. so going through the motions I pretended I was at the local pool as I stripped naked. Towel around me and off I went exploring. Mid week there were a few men there but not buzzing. I'm ok with that. I didn't know what to expect but honestly it just felt so liberating being inside that I decided to take off my towel and just walk around with it over a sholder.

Got in the main hot tub for a soak. I started talking to a local his 30s with short cropped hair. He had collected many tattoos in that old sailor style. We talked about the city, about what's on, about this and about that, basically about everything but what I was there craving to try. To play with other naked men. To know what that's like.

More got into the jacuzzi gradually and I had some flirty conversations, various men around me putting their hands (and feet) on me under the water. Our sailor being somewhat close by, saw hand playing with my cock as another stroked my chest. One hand moved from cupping my balls to teasing and fingering my ass, just a little, while the sailor made to exit and tried to elicit a reaction... he feigned getting out but stalled there with his ass extended presenting to me so that I might be tempted to top him. I wasn't attracted to him in all honesty, so I casually smiled at him and returned my attention to the smooth muscular man on my right whose cock I was stroking as my other neighbour fingered me.

Muscle dude asked me if I wanted to go somewhere more private. Oh yes. I quickly nodded and followed. Well it turns out he was a very athletic top. Once in private he immediately kissed me hard and dominated me, turning me around lubing me up while putting on a condom and got to fucking me actually quite hard. How did that happen so fast? He was an average size and I guess I was ready, I don't remember a pain of entry, but also I wasn't expecting that. I did like it... I liked the effect I was having on him. He was so fast. Too fast. Once he'd had his way and climaxed he kissed me goodbye and just disappeared, leaving me feeling used and unsatisfied. Not ideal.

There were less people by this stage, I was a little deflated and I'd decided I'd shower and head home. It was a wide shared space where I started to wash myself. Closest to me was an older gent, probably late 50s and taller than me, with a thick flaccid cock. I really enjoyed watching the water pour over him. I would just love to be this man's play thing. The thought of that cock erect and inside me was intimidating, but not so intimidated to stop me reaching over holding it as we washed. He didn't signal much of anything he just let it happen as he lathered. So I slowly stroked his thick cock as I fantasised what he was like, and where we would find ourselves. He was an executive and I was a in his office. I was sitting on his lap and he was unbuttoning my shirt while my hand was in his zipper holding his impressive instrument.

I wanked him as I wanked myself for an extended period enjoying my daydream. He possibly had the longest shower ever in that place. I was hard and I was moaning and we were now surrounded by several men all wanking while watching us.. mostly watching me. My cheeks flushed a little, probably become red when I noticed this, and yet I felt an exhilaration and just wanked faster and faster until I came.

I wish I could say I got my tall daddy off in the same way, but he was now semi hard and it was quite possibly a challenge for him. Well thank you daddy, no words spoken, I finished lathering and rinsing as our onlookers left, and I headed to the locker areas.

Muscle dude was there. He was mostly clothed, his tanned bald head all gleaming. I wasn't sure what if anything to say but he just winked at me and smiled as he tied his last shoe lace on his black oxfords now in his suit pants and blue cotton shirt, and he promptly left. I bet that man gets a lot of cock.

Anyway.. I dried off properly and put on my shorts, linen shirt and sandals, and as I was leaving shower daddy and I headed to the exit. I hesitated so as to let him through. Should I say something? What!? I wanted to ask if maybe we could meet. Maybe he should invite me over? That I'd really like to chill at his place... I wanted to put my mouth on him, I want his tongue in so many paces. But I said none of that because when I dropped by towel at the return shoot I turned and he was already at the foot of the stairs and my heart sank just a little. Walking down I wasn't going to run after him. Well on the stairs I noticed two fresh flat 20 dollar bills, hard to miss in the light. There's no way he did not se them. Did he drop them by accident? But you pay at entry, not on exit. No. I think it was his small thank you. He would have liked me to visit him, I wish he could know it's exactly what I wanted too.

The night was for mixed sex and couples… I attracted the attention of a muscly and stout man, trimmed hair all over.. strong hands, cropped hair, short shadow beard, and a gleaming smile.

He started with a kiss one hand on the back of my head the other on the small of my back… as his hands wondered he knelt to face my cock. It started well and it just got better. Unbeleivably better. I stood in that dark theatre with him on his knees. His hands wondered as he sucked. Touching my chest and abdomen and rubbing my ass his fingers teasing my hole.

He whispered to me asking if I'd like to find a more private place.. and I just nodded as he led me by the arm.

I'm lightly hairy myself. We were the same height but I’m a little intimidated of his very, very thick cock. I don't bottom that often but I wanted to so much for this man. I was leaking as I followed him. His cock was maybe 5 or so inches, but that thickness.. Jesus I just loved to hold it. I loved taking it in my mouth at the private booth he found for us. He asked if he could fuck me. I had no words, I was hesitant but could only nod.

He started preparing me by seating me on the bench and taking my feet, pushing them back as my cock.. balls and my ass were presented to him for his taking. He knelt and started licking my ass hole, oh my God his tongue was glorious. It went on a while until he finally reached for some lube.. applying it liberally on my hole.. just smothering it on my balls and my cock.

I held onto his strong shoulders and traps as he tried to position and thrust, and finally thankfully slowly.. his thick tip penetrated into me. He started a rhythmic pumping and he grunted.. his breathing got faster just as mine did. It was intense. He stroked my cock as he fucked and he made me feel like I was so sexy, his beautiful play-thing, that he only had eyes for me. Those eyes taking me in. I wanted him so much. I just said to him finally "I love this. I want this". I could smell our sweat and sex in the air.

It happened. He came in me. I got to feel him and watch him as he did it. I wanted to say "I love you" but that was absurd I couldn't say that. But it was so much I was consumed.

He kissed me on the lips as he withdrew, and then on my forehead. I didnt say anything more and just lay there a long while.

So I'll start off by saying I do not seduce young men as a hobby. Maybe it was the right set of circumstances and yes I had thought about it plenty of times.

I was enjoying wine after dinner and was feeling pretty buzzed, the boys (M21) were jet lagged and my son flaked out early when his mate was staying over. I have a couple of extra rooms so it's never a big imposition. The Bachelorette show was on and we were being funny and bit flirty. I was getting aroused as I usually do watching that show… and saying something to that effect when Ben (not real name) clued on to my mood and where it could maybe go.

We were talking about the weekend ahead.. and about stress release. I said these shows were a great release for sexual tension. Well I might have embarrassed him a little, but he was a good natured young man in his prime and he liked me... I think quite a bit... and I was feeling comfortable, safe, and clearly very buzzed.

What I said next definitely embarrassed him. I said when I usually watch this show I masturbate in the bath with soap bubbles, a glass of something and my silicone-covered vibrator. I think he almost died. It was adorable.

He was kind of wide-eyed and hesitant, saying wow. I asked him about his own experiences. He answered earnestly, telling me about what it was like at uni and how it was a mixed bag. Some parties, some hobby clubs. Where I live students don't predominantly live near campus. Most attend university while living in the family home.

So. I invited him into the bath with me.

When the show finished I walked off, turned and said come on.. and he followed. I thought he would try to kiss me or touch me as we got it running and while I lit some candles. I feel he still could not believe it was actually happening, and that maybe I was have a good joke at his expense.

Bath now ready I dropped my garments to the floor, and stood for a moment with my hands on my hips, swaying them slightly and playfully with my erect nipples pointing his way. I moved through the steam and gingerly got into the tub.

He already started to disrobe in the head of the room. His polo came off… his belt unbuckling and lowering his linen shorts and briefs in one go, standing so I could see his beautiful erection and it's wet shiny tip. He moved slowly and followed me in.

My bath was a large triangle kind, peach-coloured porcelain with some water jets. We had the candle light and one of them was aromatic... orange and roses. As we relaxed I told him a few of my stories from uni, and I asked him more about girls and his experiences. He told me about kisses between the library shelves, and of putting hands in laps while pretending to concentrate on a lecture.

From across the bath I put my foot on his penis...

It was an electric moment. His desire clearly evident by his very hard cock. Ben adjusted the position of my foot, massaging his cock and his soft and smooth balls with it. I liked that. Very much.

He traced his foot along my leg... following it up to its feminine home. Mmmmmm. Such a delicious feeling. I held his foot against my pussy and I masturbated with his heel then his toes. Oh god so nice. We did this a little while, as he massaged my feet, and we talked some more. I asked him to come over here and we kissed.

He was ok at it, still a beginner, but it was beautiful. He kissed my neck as I was playing with his cock, my stroking became a little faster until soon after he ejaculated into the bath! With his breath on my neck I felt his body tense and his cock pulse. It was just a beautiful moment. He fingered my pussy rhythmically for a while and massaged my breasts, and we kissed more. We kissed harder and passionately. I moved my legs astride him pushing my breasts against his chest, as kissed my neck and licked my nipples. I could feel his cock stirring again, and he moved his hands to my hips then ass as his one hand played with my pussy from behind me. I didn't want him to penetrate me so we used my vibrator. A vibrator used in partnered-play is so much more delicious.

We didn't keep going much longer. We did limit it because of the timing, and my son being home and asleep. He left the next day but he'd visit my son sometimes and we'd smile and remember. Until finally later when he arranged to visit when he knew son was away.

That was the start of several more encounters. We got better and better at sex and pleasuring each other. Ben was taller than me and strong, and we tried a few things that were a first for me too. My fondest was when he arrived as I was in the middle of a workout. He helped me during it and joined in. And when we finished we stripped right there in the exercise room and we fucked on the gym mats.

Everything ends.. and when we got serious partners again that's what happened. But oh what a time, we both treasure it.