I was planning a trip to visit friends in the Denver area. I work out quite frequently and prior to my trip searched on-line for a local gym with a pool. I came across a site called the Denver Swim Club. I clicked on the link and was surprised to find more than a pool. I must have spent 5 hours looking at that website over the course of a week.
To begin with, I'm married. I would honestly say I am straight. Well as straight as a guy can be, who messed around with guys in his teens and with a roommate in college. But I haven't sucked or fucked with a guy in over a decade βthose are stories to share another time.
After arriving in Denver, I drove toward the club. I told my friends I would be arriving later in the day, so I had time to burn. I saw the building. Pretty non-descript from the outside. Suddenly I became nervous. What if someone saw me?
After circling the block a couple of times, I got the nerve to pull in the parking lot. It was mid-morning on a Saturday and there were only a few cars in the lot. I wished I had worn a baseball hat. I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. Walking with my head down I made it to the front door. Upon entering the building I entered a small foyer. Boy, did I have the jitters.
A handsome guy in his early 30's greeted me at the counter. Cute and about my age. I was fumbling around and he asked if I had ever been there before. I said "no". He told me I could get a locker or a room. I decided to try a locker. I handed him the money and he gave me key to a locker and pointed me in the direction of the locker room. He buzzed me in and I walked into the club.
The first thing I noticed was the temperature β it was nice and warm. It was dimly lit and had music playing. I made it down to the locker room and found my assigned locker. Inside was a towel and condom. As I started to get undressed, I worried about someone coming on to me...and also worried about being rejected. On top of that, I was concerned I would bump into somebody I knew. Funny β I was 2000 miles away from home.
I stripped and wrapped the towel around my waist and put the key band on my arm. Next to the locker room was an exit to an enclosed pool area. It was warming up to the 80's, but nobody was in the pool yet. I started to explore the rest of the club.
I walked down a hall to the pool and hot tub area. Dipping my foot into the pool, I decided it would be great for laps. To calm my nerves a bit, I dropped my towel and climbed into the hot tub. Boy did that hit the spot. There was a porno playing on a small TV on the wall. I know this will sound dumb, but I was surprised to see such hardcore action right away. I stayed in the hot tub for about 10 minutes and didn't see anyone else in the club. I got out of the tub, wrapped myself with the towel and wandered around again.
I entered a room called the video lounge. There were about a dozen beds tiered throughout the room. Some were bunked. A 30 year old Hispanic guy was laying down on his stomach with his towel covering half his ass. He had a nice body with a slight trail of hair down his crack. I thought he was sleeping, so decided to keep looking around.
I walked across the club and found the rooms; they were up and down three hallways. I looked into one and saw a bed and a footlocker. I came across the shower area and steam room. The cleaning crew was just finishing up, so I continued my tour. I came across the glory hole area, a small room with a sling and another video room. I turned to head to the shower area and walked right into another guy. I about pissed myself. He reached out and lightly rubbed my crotch through my towel.
I said thanks and moved on. I didn't think I could go through with this. The guy wasn't bad looking and had a nice enough body. I needed to chill out a bit. I walked back to the video lounge to lie down and think. When I entered the video lounge an older looking guy was on the bed next to the Hispanic guy. The older guy was in this early 50's and fit. I was rolling a condom down his very erect cock and fingering the Hispanic's ass. I lay down across from them and watched for a while.
My nerves were starting to be replaced with desire. The older man shook his head at me, so I decided to leave the room. When I was walking out, he mounted the Hispanic man and I could hear them both groan as a hard six inch cock slid into a welcoming hole. I guess the Hispanic wasn't sleeping after all. There was much for me to learn in bath house etiquette.