Post-lockdown confusion
Before all the lockdowns, I would visit gay saunas as often as I could (not that easy when you're married and work close to home). While there, I would suck lots of cocks, swallow lots of cum, and most times get fucked at least once. I loved it.
Now almost two years later, it almost feels like I'm bi-curious again. Obviously I'm not: that ship sailed long ago. But rather than constantly craving cock and cum, the urge builds slowly until I have to have a wank (sometimes a risky one). Then I'm "fine" (straight, I guess) for a couple of days. Oh and immediately afterwards I feel little guilty. That was something that used to happen regularly when I first started experimenting, but vanished once I accepted I was bi.
A couple of weeks ago I had the good fortune to have a night and a day away from home, on my own in the North of England. As luck would have it, there were a couple of gay saunas in the area. Naturally I visited both! I found myself being a lot fussier than previously and didn't have any desire to get fucked at either sauna. It was kind of disappointing. No, it was very disappointing, to be honest, to waste a great opportunity like that.
Today I find myself plotting a visit to the Greenhouse sauna in Luton next week. It will be on a no-towel day which is great because, you know, naked men! Not to mention those days are typically very busy so, lots of naked men. What's not to like? Hopefully nothing this time.
Imagine getting to fuck me after this long without a cock inside me.... I'll be tight as fuck.
Now almost two years later, it almost feels like I'm bi-curious again. Obviously I'm not: that ship sailed long ago. But rather than constantly craving cock and cum, the urge builds slowly until I have to have a wank (sometimes a risky one). Then I'm "fine" (straight, I guess) for a couple of days. Oh and immediately afterwards I feel little guilty. That was something that used to happen regularly when I first started experimenting, but vanished once I accepted I was bi.
A couple of weeks ago I had the good fortune to have a night and a day away from home, on my own in the North of England. As luck would have it, there were a couple of gay saunas in the area. Naturally I visited both! I found myself being a lot fussier than previously and didn't have any desire to get fucked at either sauna. It was kind of disappointing. No, it was very disappointing, to be honest, to waste a great opportunity like that.
Today I find myself plotting a visit to the Greenhouse sauna in Luton next week. It will be on a no-towel day which is great because, you know, naked men! Not to mention those days are typically very busy so, lots of naked men. What's not to like? Hopefully nothing this time.
Imagine getting to fuck me after this long without a cock inside me.... I'll be tight as fuck.
3 years ago
