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I've read these several times and I think they are histarical. Took them off a local Bathhouse web site. Enjoy. "Keep these handy and hilarious tips in mind next time you're at the tubs. People wearing jockstraps tend to make it with other people wearing jockstraps. Nobody makes it with people wearing pink bikinis. You can have a heart attack fucking in the whirlpool. It is extremely hazardous to your health to attempt to inhale poppers while under water. Saying "I'm resting" to everyone who seeks entry into your room defeats the purpose of going to the baths. If everyone who said "I don't come here often" was telling the truth, there would be no one there. Those who lay naked on their stomachs with their asses in the air remind one of electric pencil sharpeners. Conversations in the orgy room should be kept to a minimum. Grunts, groans, notices that "I'm coming," and invitations to do it in a room instead are acceptable; discussions of the weather, ex-lovers, favorite lubricants, the quality of the darkness, and the pros and cons of cockrings are not. If you are looking for a wonderfully spiritual union with a kindred spirit, you are in the wrong place. Do not assume that the guys walking into walls are on some weird new drug; most likely, they have just left their glasses in their lockers. It is better to look good than to see good. Once in a while, do your good deed for the gay: let an old troll suck your cock. Such magnanimous gestures are duly recorded by the Great Faggot in the Sky, and when you are an old troll, the favors will be returned in kind. Yes, Virginia, that's the way it works. Please realize that bathrooms, even those at the tubs, do have legitimate purposes. Giving someone a blowjob in a cubicle while outside the locked door seven guys are turning various shades of green will not make you popular. If you are tempted to wear a Lacoste shirt with your towel, understand that many people would find it a capital offense. Finish what you start. If you see a man in a room with a can of Crisco, a thick belt, and a bottle of poppers neatly arrayed on the little table before entering be certain you know the purpose of all three items. When it's past the wrist is not the time to say "no". It's okay to bring your own rope; it's not okay to tie yourself up. Spending seventy-two consecutive hours at the tubs will neither destroy your reputation nor greatly enhance it. If you are at the baths busily cheating on your lover, don't make a scene should you discover him there. If you are at the baths and you see your father there, tell him your resting. If you are at the baths and you see your boss there, it is best not to blackmail him. Just do whatever he says. Trust me Virginia, you'll be rewarded on your next bonus or salary increase. If you are at the baths and you see your brother there, head for the darkest corner - especially if you have all straight porn at home. If you are at the baths and you see your Uncle, you might as well just leave - you know how much Uncles fuck you over. People who say, "I've never done that before," should be informed that the ability to deep throat is not genetic. Those who lose the keys to their rooms or lockers are never heard from again. The law of increasing good looks: People tend to become more attractive the longer you are there. In the dark all cats are gray, but ten inches is still better than six inches. Men with small cocks can be sexually tremendous if they are technically proficient, but men with big dicks don't have to know a damn thing. Doing it for England is as valid a reason for doing it as any. A primitive tribe in Borneo does not have a word for "no" in its language. Natives deny sexual favors by looking mournful and saying, "I'd like to, but I just came." After you've been fucked by twelve guys in the orgy room, you will never again convince anyone with your coy routine. Asking to borrow someone's cockring is even more tasteless than asking to borrow someone's comb. Law of maximum discomfort: When they call your room number or locker number to the front desk you will inevitably be in a position impossible to get out of quickly without seriously injuring yourself. You can cause a panic by yelling, "There's a man in room 379!" For a real hoot, go to the baths without having used alcohol or drugs. It is truly amazing how fabulously you will be able to make out when you are the only one there in a solid state. Giggling is not a correct response to, "Wanna fuck?" If you can remember the title of the porno movie that was showing in the "rest section", you did not have a good time. It is pointless to consider why guys who won't even talk to you at the bars are so eager to suck your cock at the baths. Spending more than two hours with one number at the baths makes you two "an item." More than four hours makes you engaged. On a good night, it is possible to commit bigamy. For some unknown reason, it is considered embarrassing to make it with someone you already know. No one ever believes the line, "We're really not lovers." At all times, remember that tubbing is a participation, not a spectator sport. (Hmm..Olympics here we come) Spending hours deciding what to wear to the tubs is a particularly inane waste of time. Never, NEVER, NEVER try to explain the baths to heterosexuals. Possession of more than three bath cards makes you a serious faggot. Georgina's law of the weight room: People working out are doing it for your benefit, not theirs. Formal attire means a black jockstrap. Contrary to popular belief, one can indeed be too clean. You can never be too rich, too muscular, or have too big of a dick. Believe it or not, it is possible to have good sex without using poppers. A man in New Jersey claims to do it all the time. And those are the Rules Of The Baths. Use them wisely and pass the knowledge along to those newcomers who may need it.

This topic intrigues me. Would love to try it with an expierence guy who has done it. Also intrigued by Sounds.

For me, when I actually did the baths been a long time, I would just come home and jerk off, unless I managed to fuck it into a guy before I left.

It is a hot story. Bit outside my comfort zone in some ways but hot non the less. From the Philly area, well way off in the suburbs.

Have never messed around with a blind guy. I flirted with a deaf guy many years ago, meet him at the gym way back when, we had a difficult time communicating. Never saw him again after that 1 day though. No objections to messing with either but just never had the opurtunnity to do it.

An ex of mine used one with me one time. I didn't really like it. It actually ended up going all the way in to my hole, the ring and all. So we went back to the regular ones until we started barbacking.

It made me hard too. Is there more to the story?

Thanks RigPig. Very good answer, yes communication is key to these sorts of things. Just trying to get a "general" idea of what it means or intails to most guys. I know that raunch usually goes towards the piss, scat kind of things, which isn't really my thing. Just trying to broden my knowledge base. I know they mean different things to different people.

Sorry guys if I seem a bit dence or stuipid asking this but I have to. What exactly does Pig Play mean/involve? I have never really been sure so am not really sure if I am into it or not.

for me its usually a day or a night depending on when I get fucked and how well I cleaned out prior. Can't say much on the number of its only ever been 1 at a time for me.

Being a top is easy to find bottoms to fuck, there are enough of them for sure. Being a bear bottom, is even more difficult then being a cute sexy skinny bottom, everyone wants them. Us big boys have a very limited pool to choose from and after awhile, at least for me it gets very frustrating, you can only jerk off so much before you need a real cock in your ass shooting a hot load. Getting off my box, try the adult bookstores, theaters and baths. Good places to get fucked or to fuck. bottoms tend to lay on their stomachs waiting for cocks to be shoved in there holes. Happy Hunting. Sorry for my tangent.

Nope, been single every since.

Thanks HotLoad. It is a very special time for me. I enjoyed him very much.

THat is one hell of a condom. I can see it being used a lot at Gifting parties to tear the bottoms insides open so to make sure he is gets pozzed.

I saw him one night at the local gay dive. He walked into the bar wearing Jeans, T-Shirt and a baseball cap. I thought he was the hotest man I had seen in awhile. I knew right away he was totally wrong for me. I managed to get introduced to him through one of the bartenders that was there on his night off. I was bold, bolder then I have ever been to that point or since. His name was, Ted (changed). We chatted a bit and everything and he went about his night. I ran into him again later on that night in the bar, this particular bar and a U shapped bar and there was a big old post next to it near the tables just before the dance floor. I made some comment about guys always kissing at the post. He said "I've never been kissed at the post". I being in total lust of this man, planted a kiss on him and DAMN! One of the best kissers ever, I was rock hard in an instant. We parted again and went into the pool room. Later that evening, we ran into each other again at the bar, the night was winding down it was almost 2am, bars close at 2 here in PA, and we where chatting. He told me he had plans already that evening and pointed to a tall sexxy guy off to one side of the bar. I was like no problem, its all good. He wrote down his AOL screen name and said go home and read my profile and let me know if you are still interested. I recognized the name as soon as soon as I read it. I've read his profile many times online and always stayed clear of him as, like I said above was so wrong for me, he was a Vers Leather man, into Flogging and all that kind of thing, which I wasn't, tried but didn't do so well. I was a bit buzzed from drinking when I got home, but logged into my AOL account and re-read his profile. I dont know what it was, the drink, the hornyness or something else, but I sent him an email and told him I was still interested. He called me the next day, asking if I wanted to come over to his place and help him with his new computer speakers, not knowing at this point he was a total tech guy and did it for a liiving. I wore a pair of leather shorts under my jeans and a t-shirt and went over to his place. We chatted a bit and smoked a little 420 and watched tv while we chatted. Eventually we moved onto the computer speakers and I took off my jeans, to be in the shorts, he knew I had them on he asked actually for me to wear them. Needless to say we had sexx that day. It was HOt and incredible, we where safe at this point. Moving on, we dated and were a couple for 6 months that year. During this time we had awesome sex, even though he was missing his kink. The sex was incredible and the entire time we where together his kiss made me rock hard. One night will he was pounding my ass in bed, he paused looked me right int he eyes (was skinny then and my legs still went to my shoulders) and said "You know I am fucking you without a condom?" I freaked a bit for a few seconds and eventually looked him back in they eye and said "okay". He continued fucking me even harder and more forcefull then before, he had stopped while I was adjusting to the news he wasn't wearing a raincoat. I still remember the feel of his Hot Toxic Jizz shotting into my open hole, I felt it hit the back of my rectum and the warmth it gave me as it did. I was so hot and turned on I shot my load too while he was still grunting and shootting the last of his load deep into me. After that night, we never used a condom again until we broke up. The sex was always hot and intense, but ultimatly it wasn't enough for him and well, the rest is history. Its been 9 years now since we split, he doesn't respond to emails oor anything and haven't spoken to him in years now, but now and then I miss him and his nice 7 inch poz cock.

Don't so much need an emotional connection but attraction for me is key, if Im not attracted to the other person, its not so much fun for me.

Im with sub-cumhole, love to get rimmed specially before a good fuck, also love to dive into a hot hole and tounge fuck it for a bit and suck on the lips and pull em out with my mouth.

Clean for sure. Not neccisarily right out of the shower though. A few hours in a nice snug pair of jeans say on a night out after is hot, the musky smell is a natrual turn on.

Sadly, I have none. I really need a few to fuck me regularly. I just live in an awkward area, to far from Philly and Harrisburg, and the locals well, not much into the bears. Hopefully I'll find a few to have fun with on a regular basis.

That is one hot story. I've thought about something like that happening to me but not like that, just a group of guys using my hole. But I'd do it.

Sounds like a really hot idea to me. Wish there was a place like that near me. I can use some fun right about now, horny as hell and can't find a cock to fill me up.

For me, its Christian. Something about that boy just makes me hot, even though I am more bottom then top. Can't think of a Top hero at the moment though. But All Bareback men are Heros in their own rights.

This story is 20 years old, happened to me when I was in my late teens early 20's and long before I started barebacking. But thinking about it now, it would have been hot as hell bareback. I went to the local mall one day to buy some new jeans for a thing I was going to over the weekend. I am not a shopper so I tend to go in and get what I need and leave, as I hate shopping. This day I wallked in the mall near teh store I was heading too (store was under construction in parts as it had just moved). Found the mens jeans and loocked through the rack for my size (which then was a 32). Found a couple of pair and headed off to the fitting room. As I was trying on the jeans I kept seeing the blur out of the corner of my eye in the mirror, back then need the right pair of jeans to fit nice and tight and show off all the right areas. After the 2nd or 3rd glimps of this blur I finally started paying attention to the upper portion of hte mirror as I tried on the jeans. A few seconds later I noticed a guy in the next stall peeking over the top of the wall at me as I was changing. He was cute around my age and apparently interested in me. I made my selections on the jeans, this was my reason for being there after all, and then decided to peek ovver the wall at him. I got up on the seat and peered over the top at this cute guy but did not look away when he lookked up at me. We did the silent looks and then walked out of our stalls and wondered into the back where there was construction going on, no one was around as they did the bulkk of teh work at night when the mall was closed. We both pulled out our dicks and he started sucking me got me rock hard and finally he dropped his pants and pulled out a condom (I know this is a bareback site, only hot story I have). I put the condom on my cock and spit in his ass and on my cock and proceded to fuck him in the mall. A few minutes later (I don't last long in these types of situations), I shot my load in the condom. Pulled out took the condom off and flung it into the construction area. We both got dressed and went our ways. I think he continued crusing the mall and fitting rooms. Never saw him again. but it was hot. Would have been much hotter if I fucked him bare and shot deep in his cute twink hole, but hadn't yet discovered that. Thats another story.

Great tradition I think. Sadly I have no fuck buds to instate it at all here. Can't seem to find any local buds who want to have fun regularly, and have decent cocks for plowing my bear ass.

Interesting thread. For me personally, I am a romantic at heart, ikn the gay worlkd (at least from my expiereince thus far) romance isn't really out there to much. Over the last few years or so since my last BF, who was so not right for me in every way, I've come to the conclusion that long term relationship isn't for me. I tend to get board way to fast with my partner and stray. So if I could find the right guy who was into an open relationship as well as the barebaack aspect of sex, I might consider it. For now though, I am single and staying that way. I don't get much of anything these days, I live in a twink filled area and big bears are not real popular, well at least this one isn't. So am signle and horny as hell for some cock in my hole.