ASGMAX: Jack Valor is loving the sights on his trip to Spain, but a chance encounter with a sexy stranger (Mika Ayden) is even more exciting! Jack takes sexy Mika back to his place to Check Out the View and a whole lot more.
NEXT DOOR BUDDIES: Ty Roderick and Johnny Donovan run home to Ty’s place for their lunch break. Upon entering, Ty unfortunately has to break the news that he forgot to go to the grocery store so now their options are limited for what to eat. Johnny is kinda upset because now they’re stuck either staying there or have to go through a drive through. Ty promises to make it up to him in another way, and the thing on the menu is him! Johnny is horny and could relieve some stress from work, so he decides to go for it. They then have the best lunch break they’ve ever had as coworkers, and the only thing on the menu is cock!
Bathhouses and gay saunas have played a key role in shaping our identity as gay men and providing us with a dependable – and safe – sexual outlet.
We often talk about the golden age of bathhouses in the past tense, but while there have been some ups and downs over the years, bathhouse culture is still very much a part of our community.
If you’ve never been to a bathhouse before, we thought we’d give you a bit of a tour of the types of bathhouse experiences and the guys that you might encounter there.
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The Social Guy
While many guys will see a bathhouse as being a purely transactional experience – get in, get off, get out – gay saunas can be a great opportunity for a bit of social interaction.
We’re all grappling with loneliness in different forms, and a quick fuck doesn’t necessarily deliver the kind of intimacy that we all need.
Most bathhouses will have a communal area of some sort – usually a bar or a lounge. If you’re feeling like having a chat, this is probably your best bet. There will probably be other guys there who are also happy to have a conversation with you, or you can chat with the staff.
The staff also have plenty of work to do, so don’t be offended if they don’t have time to chat with you. If you tip the staff at the bathhouse, they will generally make time to chat with you.
Beyond the communal lounge or bar area, some facilities of a bathhouse are more conducive to chat than others, but you need to get a feel for the vibe before launching into a conversation. The hot tub is a good starting point, or the steam room or the sauna. It would be a bit weird trying to have a conversation in the darkroom or through the glory hole.
It’s also worth checking the website of the bathhouse. Depending on which day you go, there might be a theme – it could be a fetish night or a more sexed-up night, but some bathhouses will advertise more social events such as daytime patio parties.
Beyond bathhouses, CumUnion is an international sex party for men that features monthly parties across North America, England, and the Netherlands. These events encourage a more social element than a typical bathhouse night.
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The Cockblocker
One of the awkward dynamics that you sometimes need to navigate at a bathhouse is cockblocking.
For example, if you’re sitting in the sauna with two other guys – you’re into one of the guys, and you’re getting the signals that he’s into you, but neither of you is into the third guy. The trouble is, the third guy isn’t getting the hint and seems pretty confident that he’s about to get some group sex or threesome action. He’s cockblocking you.
You don’t want to be this guy. You don’t want to be the cockblock.
The first thing to remember is that everyone has feelings – there’s no need to be rude or offensive to anyone. To avoid a cockblocker, grab the guy that you’re into and head into a cubicle or a different space in the bathhouse – if the cockblocker tries to follow you, a quick shake of the head or a gentle “no” should be a sufficient deterrent.
If you’re in a situation and you’re starting to think that you might be the cockblock, be on the lookout for signals that either encourage you or discourage you. If you make a reach for a guy’s cock and he gives you a discouraging signal, that’s all you need – go look for some action elsewhere.
If you’ve got any issues – whether it’s questions of consent or if you feel as if someone is harassing you, raise it with the staff. They’re experienced in handling these situations, and it’s in their interests to ensure that everyone is playing by the rules.
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The Darkroom Gay
Not everybody loves a gay darkroom, but there is a lot of appeal in getting it on and getting off in a dark, anonymous space.
Use Squirt.org’s Cruising Directories to find the best bathhouses near you that feature a darkroom as part of the facility so you can shine in some anonymous gay hookup action.
If someone in the darkroom poses a problem for you, gay cruising cues like body language and eye contact are more challenging to initiate due to the lack of light.
You can put a stop to any unwanted touch by moving away or removing their hand from your body. If that doesn’t work, a firm “no” or “stop” will generally do the trick – in a dark space, the sudden sound of a voice has an amplified impact.
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The Strategic Slut
Bathhouse encounters can be whatever you want them to be. Maybe you just want to connect with one guy and get off with him, or maybe you want to set yourself up in a sling and take a load from anyone who walks by.
If you are looking to count your hookups on more than one hand by the night’s end and you want to take more loads than the local laundromat, then a bathhouse is a good option. Compared to a cruising spot or a pump-and-dump motel room, the bathhouse is a relatively controlled and safe space – plus, you’re never too far from a shower for clean-up duties.
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Gay hookup websites like Squirt.org make it easy to find the best saunas in town and see when they are the most popular or busy during the week. If you’re looking to be the local creampie, knowing when the bathhouse is the most active makes it easier to get closer to your goal of leaving the sauna fully loaded.
If your bathhouse has a smoking area, this is generally where you’ll encounter The Sponge – they’ll be asking you for a cigarette or money to buy something from the bar.
While generally harmless, the sponge can sometimes be a bit of a security risk – they may be looking to see what else they can get out of you. Avoid letting them follow you to your locker or indicate that you’ve got anything valuable in your locker.
There are differing levels of security at bathhouses, but the general rule is not to leave valuables in your locker if you can avoid it. You don’t want to be worrying about losing your phone while you are cruising for cock.
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Are you a fan of bathhouses and gay saunas? Which is your favourite? Jump into our comments section below and share your experiences, tips and tricks for getting the most out of a sexed-up session in the baths.
CockyBoys: Blain O’Connor is his usual dynamic self with Theo Brady, but with a twist: he bottoms for the first time at CockyBoys! On the sun porch, Blain kisses Theo, plays with his bod, sucks his cock, gets blown in return and gets into sex talk, with no hint of what’s to come – until Theo eats out his big ass and finger fucks so well, Blain wants to get fucked. So, Theo amps it up by pounding him.
Blain is very expressive in taking the big cock, he wants more of it AND harder – and gets it… Blain relishes tasting his own ass while sucking Theo again, and rides him like a power bottom before he’s fucked on his back and happy to have his hole wrecked. Theo soon shoots a massive load all over awestruck Blain and finger fucks a load out of him, leaving him wiped out as Theo flexes over him like a winner in a sex match.
FISTING INFERNO: As hundreds of men dance to the thumping music, strangers The Pup Hades and Jace Starr are escaping into a backroom for a fisting fuck that will leave Jace gaping.
After pumping his bareback cock into Jace’s mouth and ass, Pup works his lubed hands into the muscle bottom’s hungry hole. Jace’s eyes rush to the back of his head as his ass is repeatedly demolished by Pup’s fists and later bred by his big hairy dick.
Tracey Parker is an urban explorer, based in Mexico City, who discovers and presents unique gay cultures around the world. This time, he explores a well-known gay bathhouse in California, Sac Buddies and reminisces on a hot gay hookup there.
I was driving along the highway in Sacramento after meeting some straight colleagues for dinner. I had a slight headache that always follows a nice buzz, which had already worn off.
I was in the mood to keep it going. I had the windows rolled down, but I had to roll them back up because it was so cold at night. There were no clouds in the sky, and everything felt so new and big. I kept repeating to myself: California.
I knew what LA and San Francisco looked like, and this was much different. But it still contained the California splendor that I had always had in my mind. I wanted to taste the city. I wanted more. I wanted a story to happen.
After changing into my towel, I took a walk around. The place was huge, and there were a decent number of people, but nobody was hooking up —publicly, at least.
There was a pair of young Latino twinks sitting on a loveseat, chatting away as if they were at a Starbucks. Most others were quietly stalking the hallways and seeing those young sparkling brown bodies tied up inside of my body with knots of desire. I wanted to pounce on them to make it stop.
I kept walking around the club trying to see if anybody else would spark something inside of me. The two hot twinks seemed content with what they were doing, and I didn’t really know any way to penetrate their little world, but my body had a different plan.
On my first few passes by, I stared at each of them and felt completely invisible. It was discouraging, but my mind just wouldn’t let them go. Then I passed by, and one of them stared right back at me and smiled.
I kept walking, but a calm, tinged with excitement, came over me. I went and grabbed a Coke from the refreshments section in Sac, where they sold drinks. Something was happening deep in me.
As I circled back again, I waited for the smiley one to say hi, but when nothing came from him, I went over and couldn’t resist it. I put my hand through his thick head of hair, played with his ears, and let my hands move all the way down his beautiful body until I was grabbing his ass cheeks.
He stopped and showed me my bottle of Coke, which somehow he had in his hand.
“I have something we can put into this if you want.”
Then he led the way to the locker room before I could answer him yes or no.
He unlocked his locker and pulled out a bottle of what looked like brown rum, and gave it to me. I didn’t know the rules, so I instinctively took off my towel and wrapped up both the Coke bottle and the whiskey while my cock stuck out in front of me. He looked into my eyes, surprised, then he playfully grabbed my cock from the bottom, then looked back into my eyes and smiled.
His friend was still sitting down alone close to the locker room. As we passed him, they exchanged a few words in Spanish, and my guy handed the keys to his friend. Then we went off to my private room.
I closed the door, and we both let our towels drop to the floor. Our eyes scanned over each of our bodies with an eager fascination. I was thrilled that he seemed just as excited as I was. Our cocks were already hard and were clumsily bumping into one another.
We sat down together on the small bed. Our legs made some sort of pretzel between the two of us. We began to chat, and he opened the bottle of rum. We didn’t have a cup, so we took turns taking sips of the liquor, wincing and making an ugly face as the liquor burned our throats, and then we’d take a sip of Coke after. In between these sips, we’d kiss each other passionately, talk, ask each other questions, and laugh.
I assumed he and his friend were best friends. They just had that vibe about them. But after just a few minutes with him, he had me feeling like we were best friends too, with benefits.
He told me his name was Juan and that he was from Stockton. After a few shots of the rum, we put the bottles down. I began playing with his thick, uncut cock and the forest of black hair that erupted all around it.
He lay down on his back and took up the entire nearby bed. He relaxed his hands behind his head and let his cock stand straight up in the air. I got up and turned around so that we could line up and 69.
I put my knees on either side of his body. I was planning to put my cock in his mouth before sucking him off, but instead, he grabbed my ass and pulled it down on top of his face. I felt his wet tongue gliding across my hole as he let out muffled moans of pleasure from between my cheeks.
His cock stayed straight up in the air through it all. If I reached for my dick, I would have to take my hole away from his face. He was enjoying it so much, I just let him keep going.
When he was done, I got up; he was breathing heavily. I turned around, and he continued to lie there, taking up the entire bed. Again, he relaxed his hands behind his head, and his cock was still sticking straight up into the air. I got on top of him; this time, we were facing each other, and I sat down slowly onto his cock. He glided in effortlessly after having loosened me up with his tongue.
Once he was all the way inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and began to pound me while lying down. Now I started to moan with pleasure. He stuck his fingers into my mouth and played around with my tongue.
He looked like a sex god lying down so relaxed while penetrating me. He was everything I liked in a man, and he was enjoying himself while destroying me. We both began sweating. He started fucking me faster and faster until I saw that he was ready to cum inside of me. I felt him cum hard into me, and I moaned with pleasure, thrilled to have him deep within me.
We slowed down and leaned back against the opposite walls of the small room, catching our breath. We moved closer to each other and picked up the bottles again. The sexy twink took a sip of the rum and then passed it to me. I could hardly smell the alcohol as the warm room captured our body heat and smelled of sweaty men: us. We were both dripping wet with sweat. After a moment, I slid into his wet, slick hole slowly and then began to pound his slippery, sweaty body relentlessly with my own cock.
He got quiet and still and allowed me to have at it with his hole and his body until, not long later, I came inside of him.
After I pulled out, he turned around and slid back to his favorite position on his back, taking up the entire bed. I sat up, resting my back on the wall with my legs intertangled with his. We were still breathing fast, but things were calming down. His body looked like a painting hanging in a museum. Everything was absolute perfection.
We took our time and relaxed in silence until he got up and began dressing. We left the room together and went to the showers. Juan’s friend was taking a shower with somebody else. The two of them started talking in Spanish while the rest of us stood under the water in a trance. Each of us left, dried off at our own pace, and went our own way.
