Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2008 22:38:09 -0700 From: Homer's Odyssey Subject: Europe Well, dudes, here is a mystery story from a hot dude who writes a pretty good MxM story. As usual the caveats apply and no rewriting or plagerism is alright. 0---------------------------------0 I started re-reading your nifty stories, chronoligically as you listed them. I just finished Tramping in Scotland, enjoy your easy and funny way of writing. This story isn't anywhere near yours. Speaking of Hans, Germans and uncut dudes, my true story involved an uncut dude as well. We have the same fascination with foreskin, dont' we now? ha ha ha... Hope things are going well with you. Enjoy, let your imagination go wild... A ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was my first time in Europe, early twenties getting to know myself and exploring the real world. I had been going to school all the way through, working at the same time since 17. I was the perfect little boy, with a scholarship here and there, plus earning a living. Then I took the train from Toronto to Vancouver (4 days!) to start a new life. I had saved enough money working in a sports/ski shop in downtown Vancouver for this trip. For those who don't really know me, inspite of being and looking like a gentleman and a scholar, I had this thing inside me who loves to be physically active and be a "jock". My passion was tennis, my disaster was skiing (tended to fall badly.) So there I was in A'dam my first stop in Europe. I could only afford cheap pensions, with common bathrooms, but no showers. I was pretty much like most young travellers, little money, lost in the world, with a duffel bag for possession, aimlessly wandering about in the sin city with canals, museums, painted ladies in glass windows, tall people and great nightlife on Leidseplein (?). After a couple of days of touring, it was time to get squeaky clean. I've never been to a public bath nor a sauna (gay or straight) but I used to swim at the old Y as a youngster and went down to the nude beach in Vancouver in the summers. The idea of getting naked and showering and prancing around naked in a public bath with other naked men was too good to pass up. The sauna/bath was somewhere downtown, by a canal. It was on the second floor of a building, with bar/lounge, and saunas, hot tub, steamroom, and a large airy, bright snooze room. It was amazing feeling to take a shower (again), soak in hot tub, sit in a sauna, plus hang out with naked guys. I parked myself in a lounging chair in the snooze room and noticed sucking and moaning noise in the back room. I got up, unwrapped my towel, scoped the place while fondling myself. An older gentleman (50's maybe), very fit, very tanned, very naked came up to me, put his arm around my shoulder, gave me a peck on the forehead, then asked, "are you lonely?" I smiled. I ended up on a massage table, where he fondled me, touched me, then played with my dicky. I'm not bad looking for my height (5'5" tops), 125 lbs, wide shoulders, good thighs/legs from playing tennis and skiing. By genetic mutation, I also looked half caucasian and half oriental - some thought of me as Japanese (but not quite) or even someone from Madagascar when tanned (by a couple of gorgeous looking Malagasy girls in Paris). So there I was young, healthy, cute and willing, my cut dick being jerked off by this gentleman (I wouldn't call him a dirty old man, he was quite decent) and I was thrilled. But it was short lived, all hand action on my part, no reciprocity on my part (he refused). But it wasn't enough for me. I needed more and I found it in Copenhagen. After a few days in a basement pension I needed to get clean. I'd done a lot of walking, Tivoli, the little mermaid, the same old palaces & museums all over Europe and it was hot and muggy too. I picked out a public bath in an old building that looked more like a cloister inside with separate bathing areas for men and women. The change rooms was a series of broom closets, where one emerges with just a towel or downright naked. I took my shower, had a sauna, then checked out the rest of the place. To my surprise the snooze room had windows into a courtyard garden, and lined with beds where a few guys were fast asleep without a stitch of textile, while other men walked up and down checking out naked delights, including one Turkish guy, fast asleep with his half erect dick in full view. Feeling I wasn't going to get any action, I decided to get dressed as I had to catch a ferry to Sweden. I got into my cubicle and left the door open. A guy walked by, walked by again, and walked by until he came into my cubicle. He wasn't bad looking - very tall (6 ft+), nice lean body, nice face, smooth clean body, and with a wedding band! He took my hand and led me into another cubicle further away from the hallway. As soon as he locked the door, I was mesmerized with his uncut dick, and I started fondling it. Soon I had it my mouth, just savouring the taste of my first cock and foreskin. I was a real amateur, just licking, tasting, while my other hand was feeling his round butt. After awhile, my amateurish cocksucking attempt got to him, he sat on a stool, and had me straddling his lap. There began the wildest experience of my life. We kissed (my first time with a man), and kissed and kissed until his tongue was digging deep into my mouth. He fiddled with my nipples, pinch it now and then, while his fingers probed my anus. I sucked his mouth, his tongue, licked his face, and once in a while my hand would dive in between his leg, feeling the pubic hair and his dick. (I just love playing with a guys pubes). Then he raised me up, straddling his thighs. He started to lick my nipples, sucking it and I just moaned and moaned. He went down slowly towards my cut dick, and started sucking it (the real way!.) I moaned and groaned as this was the first time a guy had taken my dick, and I just can't tell you how much ecstasy I was feeling While he sucked, licked, tongued my dick, he lubed my hole with his saliva. His fingers were fiddling the opening until I felt two fingers imbedded deep inside. He took out his fingers slowly, I felt the head of his cock nuzzling my hole, and whoa, my body was tingling with delight. But, as it was my first time, my hole wasn't readily giving in. He left his dick just nudging my hole, as he went on to relax me more, working on my nipples and whatever he could suck or lick. Then he pushed me down, I felt pain, then lubed my ass more, then pushed me down again, until I felt him coming into me until he was in. He left his cock inside me without me, and I was definitely plugged. I felt tight but not uncomfortable, and the thought of his hard cock inside me drove me wild. He moved me up and down until I felt a warm gush inside me. I felt strangely ecstatic to feel him coming inside me as I looked at his beautiful orgiastic face. His cock slowly receded. We smiled, kissed, and kissed again. Then he pulled me up, and started sucking me. Suddenly I was all hard, until I felt something inside me ready to burst the dam while his warm mouth was wrapped around my cock. I tried to pull it out but he just kept my dick inside. My load didn't just shoot, it flowed right into his throat. It was amazing. After coming, I sat on his lap. We sucked faces, running our hands on our bodies, glowing. He got me off and we went into the shower. As I was cleaning myself up, I saw him look at me and gave me a wink and a smile. When I came out of the bath, I realized I had been with him in that cubicle for almost two hours. Needless to say, I missed the ferry, and had to take another one, an hour later. And my hosts on the Swedish side had to delay the dinner 1 1/2 hours. Oh, to be young and wild again. Since then I haven't had the good fortune of reliving the experience, and all I've had were a few forgettable. But I still like to have sex after a bath or a sauna or a steambath, anything squeaky clean. Going into public baths or spas in Europe is always a treat for me, because who knows what might happen. :-) A