Biggest Gay Sauna in the Wold

First off, this is not an account with lurid and detailed sexual encounters. If that is what you want to read, this won=t fit the bill.

My name is Dick Smith, and I am 32 years old. Some people use a nickname for me, which is Penis. I don’t know why. I live in a major mid-western American city. In a very old, and almost abandoned, part of the city there is a ancient warehouse of four stories, built in the mid 1850s. It occupies an entire square block. An enterprising group decided to make the warehouse into the world=s largest gay sauna, and possibly the best.. Membership costs $100 per year, but considering everything it has to offer, the price is well worth it. The sauna definitely makes no profit. It is obvious that this is a foible of rich gays. There is no sign outside the sauna to identify it, just a small plaque indicating the address. Only members and persons that they recommend can enter. This way the clientele is kept very selective, to the satisfaction of all. I imagine that the police are paid off, so that the sauna can operate in peace.

There is an intercom outside the building, where one needs to identify one=s self. The person wanting to enter for the first time must know the membership number of the person who recommended him. Then a voice asks over the intercom the name of the person that matches that number. Once inside, the visitor is in front of a welcome counter, staffed by member volunteers, all nude. The only paid employees are the janitors, the staff of the laundry room, and the restaurant crew, all gay, of course.. One is given a key to a locker to store one's clothes, and a towel and a bathrobe are furnished, but most don=t use them.

This story, in part, is modeled after a gay sauna in São Paulo, Brazil. Once through the door at the reception desk, the visitor is bewildered by the multiple choices. There is an S & M torture room, a glory hole room, a restaurant and bar serving good food, a small disco, a beautifully equipped gym with an Olympic-size pool, a massage room (for pay) a small theater constantly showing porn, and a labyrinth so dark, one can=t see anything. The complex includes a beautiful living room area, where persons can just sit and chat. There are usually a lot of gorgeous, muscular young studs roaming around. I suspect that some of them may be rent boys.

Every common area has wall-to-wall mirrors. Thus at any time one can easily observe others in the same area. I decided to visit the glory hole room first. It is particularly interesting. It is set up to resemble a men’s room, but has no commodes. Instead there are movable chairs, which one can pull up to a hole and relax while servicing the person in the adjoining stall. The ceiling of the glory hole room is mirrored, thus one can not only watch himself getting sucked, but can see what is going on in the other stalls too.

Since I’m not into S and M, I ignored the torture room. I checked the dark room, but it wasn’t to my liking. I’m not into swimming, but I went to see the Olympic-size pool. There was one young guy swimming. Likewise the disco didn’t interest me. I don’t know how to dance. After sucking off three guys at the glory hole, and getting a blow job there too, I decided to have a meal in the restaurant. The waiter was naked, of course. I was surprised by the sophisticated wine list, with some of the most elegant California wines. And the prices for both the food and wine were very reasonable. The waiter flirted with me, but I don’t know whether he did that just to welcome diners, or if he was seriously interested in me. Since I had already shot my wad, I wasn’t interested. But I played along with him.

There also is a variety of entertainment to keep patrons happy when they tire of sex. There are talent contests, bingo nights, Mr. Muscle competition, etc. Some nights, they offer karaoke. I will certainly be going there often.