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Within 20 minutes of my first visit to a bathhouse I realized that most of the guys there were relying on non-verbal cues to negotiate consent. If I was about to pass someone in the hallway and I kept my eyes to the floor, that meant "not interested" or "not right now". But if I made eye contact, or offered a shy smile, that meant "feel free to grope me, Daddy".

Dozens. Ottawa's a small enough place that if you spend enough time at the bathhouse you're bound to run into guys who've already been balls-deep in your ass whether you intend to or not.

LOL. My mom is probably still wondering why her turkey baster mysteriously disappeared when I was a teen.

I've deliberately left strands of cum in my beard a couple times after visiting sex shops, but only when I've been visiting other cities. I still haven't worked up the nerve to ever do it closer to home.

I don't use the chat feature very often for the same reason. For those who are chasing and gifting... more power to you. It just doesn't interest me. I'd probably chat more if there were more dedicated channels, like you suggest. The only problem is that there's rarely enough people chatting to keep one conversation going, much less two or more. But maybe that's sort of a chicken and egg situation.

It's still there for me, but there's rarely anyone actively chatting in there anyway.

Historically, it does have a negative connotation. However, like most words with negative connotations, they can be reclaimed if people choose. Due to the mainstreaming of porn culture it's not hard to find men who embrace the term cuckold. We've also seen it increasingly thrown around on social media, where it's become a favoured insult of the alt-right. The negative connotation remains strongly in place in that context. As far as deterring potential playmates, I wouldn't think that would rank high on most men's lists of deal-breakers. But I don't think you're being too sensitive if it still genuinely bothers you.

I don't think I have a specific fetish for bald guys, but as a lifelong daddy's boi, many of my older lovers have been bald or balding. So I do have a certain fondness for men with those looks.

Just wanted to share an update. I just learned that Central Spa has reopened as Splash Spa, after a former employee bought the business from the previous owner. While not as raunchy as The Cellar, the thing I've always appreciated about this bathhouse is that it attracted more of an action-oriented clientele who weren't simply there to show off or socialize. Its location well outside of the gay village made it a popular location for attached bi and closeted guys who just wanted to enjoy a good fuck and suck before heading home to their families. I'm very glad this place wasn't lost for good.

This one time in my early 20s, I dropped into my local bathhouse late on a weeknight, planning to stay the full 8 hours until dawn. By 4am, the only ones left in the building were me and the lone staff member. I had seen him there countless times before, but he had never really paid me any attention, and all of my interactions with him were limited to me paying for my room at the front desk. But after he had finished his cleaning duties for the night, with no other customers for either of us to attend to, he ended up visiting my room as I was snoozing. He asked if I wanted company, and I said sure. Next thing I know, he whips this monster cock out of his shorts. It had to have been at least 11 inches, and if he had told me it was even bigger than that I wouldn't have doubted him for one second. He thrust it into my mouth, and I was gagging on it within seconds, as it worked its way into my throat. I was able to take all but one or two inches of it. He eventually finished by shooting all over my face. I would have preferred to swallow his load, but the facial was his call.

I used to on occasion.

I have more out of necessity than anything else. When I first found out about the cruising bush by the river, I started biking down there whenever I could, especially during summer break. I was okay with trading oral within the bush itself where any of the other visitors could watch, but was initially more self-conscious about getting fucked in public. Many of my suitors were also understandably wary about being seen fucking me, so their cars provided a modicum of privacy... or a means to move to a more discreet location altogether.

Are this type of gloryholes sometimes known as 'slurp ramps'?

Until this photo jogged my memory, I had somehow completely forgotten that I used to piss in condoms routinely. Maybe it's because it's been so long since condoms have been a regular part of my sex life. I used to jerk off in them and then piss. Or I'd roll one on, and wear it under my clothing, and then pee freely as needed. Thanks for resurrecting those memories.

My most was 7. There have of course been many bathhouse visits where I've taken more cock in my ass, but most of those were in the late 90s/early 00s before I started BB, and when it wasn't nearly as common as it is now.

Now that The Cellar is closed, I guess G.I. Joe takes its place as my reigning favourite.

From the beginning, I've always enjoyed sensual and affectionate things like letting my partners helping me undress, caressing, stroking, back rubs and massages. I'd even include rimming under the sensual category too, although it does feel a bit less 'vanilla' than the other things I've mentioned. My relationship to kissing has been an evolving one - at least in terms of male partners. For many years it wasn't something I particularly enjoyed. I'd only kiss reluctantly if I felt really pressured into it, or if I felt obligated to someone who had shown me a really good time. And being in relationships with women throughout all of this, I convinced myself that as long as I reserved that one intimate act for my actual female partners, it wasn't so bad that I was sucking cock and getting fucked behind their backs. Ironically, it was only after I had fully bought into the notion that if I don't make out with my hook-ups it's not cheating - it's just sex, that the idea of kissing anonymous strangers began to really turn me on. I had already kissed dozens of men, but I remember how thrilling the first time I went to the bathhouse after making the conscious decision to try to approach it with a fresh attitude. A white-haired bear arrived in my room and ended up being the first man I ever kissed willingly and enthusiastically. I got so into it that as we were laying together making out, all it took was for my cock to momentarily brush up against his belly and I spontaneously shot all over both of us.

Once or twice is an average day for me now. In my early 20s it was probably more like 5-6.

I'm enjoying this thread too despite being primarily a bottom and a daddy-chaser. The pics take me back a couple decades to my own days as a twink.

I hope they never disappear completely, but I fear they might. I wish more people saw bathhouse and online hookups as complimentary to one another.

Yesterday I had a date with a married bi guy I met online. We agreed to meet at the bathhouse at noon. I arrived first and paid for a double room. We hadn't shared any face pics with each other, and when he showed up we recognized each other, as we had randomly hooked up at that same bathhouse maybe 3 years earlier. He's now 56, and still sexy as fuck. The notable difference between this time and the last is that he was now into barebacking, having only got into it in 2016. We showered and headed back to our room. We kissed. I fluffed his 7 inches with my mouth. He followed that with a light backrub, and then ate my ass. He lubed me up, and then I finally got to experience his unwrapped cock. He went slow and steady, nibbling on my neck as he fucked me. He lasted about 10 minutes before he unloaded his sperm in my ass. We cuddled and kissed for a while. My cock was raging, but he's a total top, so we agreed to take a break. He headed to the dry sauna, while I cruised the gloryholes. I was alone back there for a while, but eventually a couple guys came along. I was about to go into one of the stalls, but one of the men dropped to his knees in front of me before I even reached the door. He sucked me while the other guy groped my chest and ass. I wondered if my cocksucker was going to take a break and offer to share with the other guy, but nope... he kept his mouth wrapped around my cock until I was blasting his tonsils with my cum. I thanked them both, and then returned to our room. My date came along shortly thereafter, and his cock was ready for a second round. We decided to keep the door open this time. He laid on his back. I straddled him in reverse and fluffed him again as he applied some fresh lube to my hole. Once we were good to go, I switched to facing him and sat down on his cock. As I was riding him, an older man stopped in the doorway to watch us while he played with his bulge through his towel. My date asked him if he wanted to take a turn fucking me. He did, but said he only fucks wrapped. Of course I would have preferred bare, but I wasn't going to turn down more cock. Neither my date nor I had any condoms on hand, so the older guy quickly went off to retrieve one. When he got back, I slipped off of my date's cock, and got on all fours for our visitor. He wrapped up and immediately penetrated me. His cock was roughly the same size as my date's, but he was a much more aggressive fuck. He began drilling my hole hard as my date stroked and kept himself hard. I don't often go ass to mouth, but I was feeling super turned on, so I grabbed a towel just to wipe off some of the excess mess on my date's cock, and then I pulled it into my mouth. Around this time another voyeur positioned himself in our doorway, and he watched me get spitroasted by my two buddies. The older guy picked up his pace and then began to moan as he finished up. My date was clearly getting close himself, so as soon as the older man pulled out of my ass, my date hopped up to take his place, only bare. It only took him about a minute before he was cumming in me for a second time. The other stranger in the doorway disappeared soon after my date pulled his dripping cock out. The older man bent down to sample the taste of my cock, but he too, left soon after. My married date had only been able to set aside 3 hours to play, so I joined him in the shower as he cleaned up to go back to work. Back in our room, we kissed and teased each other as he got dressed. We said our goodbyes, and then I did a tour of the building to see who else was still around. It certainly wasn't busy, but there were enough guys around to make it worthwhile to stick around for the 3 hours remaining on my room rental. There were a couple guys relaxing in the dry sauna when I popped in for a few minutes. One of them seemed to be checking me out. He looked to be about 10 years younger than me, which is outside of my preferred age range (which is generally at least a few years older than myself). I didn't do anything to indicate an interest in him, but when I left the sauna, he followed. I cruised the halls, with him trailing me a couple rooms back the whole time. After a full circle of the halls, I headed to the video room in the back. My admirer joined me. We watched the porn on the monitor in silence for a few minutes. Then he sidled up next to me and began to caress my chest and back. Despite him not being quite my type, he was putting in the effort, and what was the point of me being there if not to enjoy as much cock as I could? He removed his towel, and a big uncut 8-incher sprang out. I kneeled and took him in my mouth. I slurped away as he moaned and leaked precum onto my tongue. Then he pulled me to my feet and pushed his tongue into my mouth. He wasn't a great kisser, but it was okay. He asked me if I wanted to come to his room, and I said yes. We went to his room, and he asked if I liked being rimmed. Of course I do! He had me lay on my stomach, and he got in behind me and buried his face between my ass cheeks. I was happy to discover that he was a much better rimmer than kisser. I blissfully laid there as he ate my hole for the longest time. He reached for a bottle of lube, and began to finger my ass. Then he flung an empty condom wrapper toward the waste basket in the corner. I guess I was too zoned-out to notice that he had grabbed a condom, or else I would have spoken up sooner, but he was already wrapped up. He pushed his big cock into my ass, stretching me more than my two previous lovers had. He ground his cock into me as I lay flat on the mattress. We continued like that for several minutes until he suggested we switch to more of a traditional doggie style. He pulled out of my ass, and before I got into the new position, I took advantage of the break in action to ask if he only fucks wrapped. He told me that he usually does, but will bareback on occasion. I told him he was welcome to lose the condom with me. He seemed conflicted at first, clearly wanting to, but nervous. He asked me how frequently I get tested, and when I told him my latest results were negative he finally yanked the condom off and tossed it aside. I stuck my ass in the air for him and he resumed fucking me. Even if he hadn't told me, it still would have been quite evident that he did not bareback very often, because once he started fucking me raw he did not last very long. I thanked him for the fuck, and returned to my room for a little bit of a break. I dozed off for a while, and when I woke up I wandered around, stopping in both the dry sauna and the video room. The place seemed to have quieted down during my nap. There were still a few guys around, but not much action. I returned to my room and laid down again, but left my door open. I guess I dozed off again, because the next thing I remember after that was the sound of the door being locked and the lights being dimmed. I felt a set of large warm hands on my ass. I peeked over my shoulder at the 50-something bear who had invited himself into my room. He stood next to the mattress where my head was resting on the pillow and positioned his cock in front of my face. I didn't need any further hints. I took his thick cut cock and began nursing on it. I was enjoying it, but was hoping he would be interested in more than just a blowjob. I was not disappointed. He removed his cock from my mouth, grabbed my ankles and guided me onto my back. He ignored the lube on the shelf next to the bed. He just spit into his palm a couple times, rubbed his saliva over his cock, and then guided his shaft into my hole. I gazed up at my daddy bear as he fucked me. He would occasionally reach down and tweak my nipples (doesn't do much for me, but I always appreciate the effort and attention from my tops). He gave me a good long fucking before depositing a fourth and final load in my ass. He was still hard when he pulled out, and he once again thrust his cock at my face. I cleaned his cock with my mouth, going ass to mouth for the second time that afternoon. He left my door open when he left, and within minutes another senior man had joined me in my room. After a bit of foreplay he too attempted to fuck me, but he was having trouble maintaining his erection, so he eventually thanked me and excused himself. By that point I only had a half hour til checkout, so I showered and then headed to the warmth of the sauna to dry off. A couple of middle-aged men were in there, casually chatting. I had figured I was done playing for the afternoon, but one of them slid over toward me and began to caress my legs. My cock sprung to life, so I spread my thighs open further. He skillfully sucked my cock while the other man watched approvingly from across the tiny room. I finished in his mouth, and he happily swallowed my load. I then thanked him, returned to my room, gathered my things, and headed home a happy man. I got my first four loads of the new year on January 4th. If I can keep up my average of one load a day, 2018 will be a very good year!

Has anyone started a tally thread for 2018, or are we going to keep rolling with this one? I didn't keep count in 2017, but I got my first 4 loads of the new year at the bathhouse today.

Yeah, I've found they can have the effect of lowering inhibitions, although I primarily use them to help relax my asshole.

I do some very limited trimming to keep it from becoming completely unkempt, but I've found that having a fire bush works to my advantage - especially with older guys - so I keep it. I also find it quite relaxing to run my fingers through my pubes if I'm just laying in bed or watching TV. And I guess the final reason I keep my bush is because suddenly changing my grooming habits is likely to raise questions with my s.o.

Christian summer camp.