Crew Club 4th of July

[Bottom Jim]

I decided to go the Nationals game and when it was over go to the Crew Club in Washington, D.C., arriving at the the club around 4:00 in the afternoon. I rented room 16, opened the door, lay on my stomach and waited.

Within a few minutes I could feel hands on my ass. I looked and it was a nice guy in his mid thirties - with a nice big dick. He said he was up for the fireworks later, adding that he was married and his family visiting Washington with his family, he was bored with playing tourist, so he decided to drop into the Crew Club to see what trouble he could get into. As he explored my ass, he mentioned he had never fucked a man's (or a woman's) ass before, but had always wanted to. I told him to go for it.

He never mentioned a condom, but just went in raw. He slid in so fast I had to catch my breath. He moaned and grunted away until he shuddered and blew his load up my ass. He stayed in a few minutes and then pulled out and said thanks, saying he was going to meet-up with his family at the mall. About twenty minutes later, however, he was back, and asked if he could he fuck me again.

I replied "Sure" and he barebacked me again. This time as he left he remarked my ass felt great, and that he was hooked.

Edited July 5, 2013 by Hotload84

[Cumhunt]

that's damn hot. lucky you. love those kinds of scenarios

[skeptik73]

I was there last night too, from about 12:15 - 1:45. Part of me wanted to stay, but I was so tired and wanted to get home and get some sleep before I was too tired to drive.

Got fucked by a bearded Hispanic guy shortly after I got there. He had a sturdy beard, about 7" cock. We hardly spoke. I made sure the condoms were out of sight under the cushion. He took a hit of my poppers and pushed into me, and fucked me for a good 10 minutes in different positions before shooting inside my ass.

Roamed around for a bit after that. Fooled around with a heavyset hairy bottom guy. He was friendly and very willing. I tried to fuck him, but I was having trouble staying hard after having bottomed. Wasn't really into him, but he was a nice guy.

Next, an Asian guy was passing by my room, and we caught each other's eye. Slim to Average build, smooth (of course). I usually don't go for Asian guys, but it was kind of slow and I was feeling social and more open than usual. He was a good kisser and had a great touch as he massaged my shoulders. Before we kissed, I was a little apprehensive due to vivid memories of hooking up with Asian guys that had bad breath when I was back in college some 15+ years ago. Was relieved that his breath/mouth tasted pleasantly... I couldn't place exactly what I was tasting, it wasn't minty or fruity, but it definitely wasn't bad. I wasn't really getting hard, but I had a blast with him just the same. Only disappointment was, when it came time to fuck, I could definitely tell he wanted a rubber. And I pulled one out from under the cushion. Getting fucked with a rubber is a little harder on my ass, and before he was able to finish, I had just about reached my limit and was trying to send him on his way. But he was persistent in a sly sort of way and pushed back in me, and in the end managed to shoot his load in the condom. More power to him, I guess.

The best was last though. We had been checking each other out throughout the night. He was kind of just my type... handsome, shaved head, average/fit build, probably not quite 6 feet tall, and moved around the place with a natural confidence. Was already thrilled to have him in my room, and from the get go, he asks me point blank, "do you bareback?" I'm usually a lot more subtle and this caught me off guard. I *wish* I would have said something like "is there any other way to fuck?" But somewhat stupefied, I just replied "yes", and we moved naturally into getting more cozy. After we had established a momentum where we both had confidence where this was going, he asked me if I was poz. I replied that I was, and he said that he didn't know his status, and didn't care -- he just always fucked bare (more to it than that, but that's the general idea). He had a thick cock, at least 8", maybe 8.5".... and at any rate it was fucking perfect and I wouldn't have wanted any bigger. After the poppers helped relax me, I was taking it like a champ, and he was pounding me hole from behind, then facing me with my legs pushed back, and the from behind again. He stayed rock hard the whole time, despite that he had been tweaking a little earlier, and according to him without any erectile assistance. He didn't cum, but he fucked me, and fucked me, and after taking a little break (which I needed) where we talked and he mentioned coyly that he could steal me from my husband, I found myself very aroused and semi-hard. I wasn't too surprised that he wanted me to fuck him, and it made me a little harder and I did manage to push past the tightness of his hole and fuck him for maybe 20 seconds before petering out. And somehow we end up on the subject of tweaking, and he says that since I never have, I shouldn't start, or I'll have an even tougher time staying hard. Good advice.

So I am still aroused, and he's laying on his back. I've been cuddled up beside him and he is still rock hard. I'm not sure I believe he's not on Viagra or something, but of course I don't care. I climb back on his pole, and we both take a hit of poppers and mutually pound our bodies together at our point of natural fusion. I want his cum so bad, but I'm the one who shoots my load. Haven't cum so hard in a long time. We linger in the moment close together. He asks if I'm going to head home now. I'm still all flush and I replied in the negative. I'm staying, I just need a break. We resolve to exchange numbers before we leave, and he leaves my room joking about the "walk of shame".... though we both are well enough that I was yelping and moaning so much during that time, he must have been kind of proud.

A few minutes later, the poppers wear off entirely and I discover I'm much more tired than I had thought. So I rest a bit, and after about ten minutes, when I'm still tired, I start to get my things together and get dressed. I want to track this stud down and make sure he has my number. I find him in the hallway, and though he doesn't have his phone on him, or a paper/pen to write anything down, he implies casually that he can remember all it, and after I dictate all 10 digits twice.... he indicates by his expressions that he has found a way to remember them all, and that he'd head straight back to his room and send me a text. And I make my way out.

I get to my car... no text. Get back to my house... no text. Wake up the next morning, no text.

Maybe he was just being considerate and trying not be a threat to my relationship.

But really after almost 15 years, my relationship is established enough.... and has been always open, at least sexually. And its just sex, right?

Right?

Maybe he will call me eventually. Maybe not.

At any rate, it was an awesome night I will never forget. Sorry to hijack your thread and that I didn't run into you.

[Bottom Jim]

That is hot. The guy who fucked me never asked. He just shoved his raw dick in. I have some Asian guys fuck me. One started with a condom but he was having trouble. He pulled out and took it off. He looked at me and I said go for it. He did and I could tell he got excited about barebacking me. When he got close I would not let him pull out. He came a lot

[BlindRawFucker]

Went to "Crew Club" in '99. Not much there then. Has it changed?

Sounds as if hot times can be had there. All different types of guys?

On a scale of 1-10, is it recommended?

[Bttm2go]

This is why I like going to bathhouses. You never know what will happen.

[Bottom Jim]

Right now I would rate it a 9. It has changed a lot since 99. When in DC I always go there. I usually get a least two guys to fuck me. It also seems like a huge majority prefer to fuck bareback. I never see condoms there.