My First Time At The Hard Rock Casino

I dunno something... curiosity... the "why not" mode. I mean, that's not all... I have found myself grow decidedly more excited about see another guy's cock... and letting him see mine... I'm proud of mine... not saying HUGE, but... I guess sorta like the rest of me... nice. (and fun to be around.) ;)

Perhaps, it's not different then the innocent curiosity of pre-pubescent exploration of the human form. Not, sure why guilt it soooo strongly connected to sexuality. Especially when it comes to crossing the "casual encounter" stage. I mean to go out and have nights without boundaries is soooo liberating. I need to work out a bit to get back to what I usually look like, but I still recall how exciting it was when I first discovered another man looking at me naked.

It wasn't until after I had lassix surgery that gave me the improved vision which caused me to discover that my gym was really... a bath house! Allow me to "expand" that thought. You see my gym (Bally's -- West LA), have open showers stalls which are cluster in closely aligned rows... meaning you are about 3 feet from the showers across from u you, while the adjoining stalls are separated by semi-see-through plastic separators which create a detailed silhouetted appearance. If a guy presses against it, say with his ass as happens often (mostly on purpose) you um... have a pretty clear view!

About Me: During this period of time I was in very good shape, for me, as I went to the gym 3 times a week, etc. I have short brown hair average build & height with grey-green eyes. I'm pretty much your typical cute boy next door type (parents always love me) with not much body hair and a 7-inch THICK Penis. I'm a writer and well, I like to get high and fantasize/write and of course have sex... with women! Not to brag, but I've worked my buzzed-influenced "charm" to get more then my share of erotic experience. When stoned, everything is intensified...music food, movies... SEX.

By going to the gym so often I think I had gotten comfortable both with my body, and with the nakedness of the shower/sauna area. For the most part it seemed benign, with a few "weirdo' exceptions. You know the "flashers". So I get lassix,,, and I can see... the jerkers... like every time I shower or so it seemed at least one shower had a guy with a erection which was getting "WASHED" lol. It was startling at first, especially trying to act like I didn't notice some very obvious "shows" which went on for my benefit. In some cases I got the feeling that I was their... Inspiration. Talk about a mind-fuck... getting looks was sorta flattering but as I had no intention of acting on the opportunities, I just tried to ignore it...least I become a prick-tease lol. After a while I grew to enjoyed the attention more and more, taking longer more lingering showers for the audience. I knew I was in trouble when I found myself sometime going to the gym ONLY to shower! Well some steam room too, but it was moving to an uncharted territory.

I had zero emotional feelings, and never a thought of being a Homosexual, but the sight of a hard cock got to be a major turn-on. This lead to me surfing gay porn a couple times and allowing others to see me fully-erect while "washing." One day my passive role as a sex object (or whatever) changed forever when I notice this guy with a HUGE cock stroking as he admired me naked... and he wasn't even fully hard... yet. He was making no pretence over the fact that he was showing and watching me. I got hard, like iron hard and in a leap of lust, presented it for him to view. He watched and vulgarly stroked this monster cock... then I started stroking myself. I still can't believe I did it, but I sure did. It was then I saw...

Another dude with an oddly large dolphin tattoo on his shoulder also stroking his decent-sized cock as he too was looking at me. Monster dong could not see flipper-boy, but I could see both and both were watching me. This was really getting scary! But also sooooooo hot! I mean it was a public shower room, with the risk of getting caught!

Big Dong, had a cock rings and was very gay in an aggressive prison-shower-rape sort of way. I decided to cum and run... and I did for both they and one other just watchers (50s heaviest Latino) pleasure.

I came and then... BAMN!

"what the fuck did I just do?" hit me like a rock... not a cock I said a rock.

My hands were shaking so bad I could barely unlock my locker, dress and then get the fuck out of there. Not that I was thinking Bobby McGee... not going to kill myself... this emotion of exultation combined with shame was not too dissimilar to the feelings after an especially slumming-chosen sex partner. You know... the ugly fat girl in the bar alone, or the A-student trying to prove a point... perhaps, more like the times you've left without fulfilling the partner... not that I have ever...

This ended, or at least tempered by gym shows for a while, but is started the curiosity to explore beyond my traditional sexual boundaries. It wasn't too long after this that I made the jump from fantasy to reality. This happened in a very obvious place for sordidness... Sin City!

Las Vegas 2002

Staying in my own room at the Hard Cock... so how witty I am... not. For the reason of chatting on AOL and hooking up with easy sexy I smoked up the first morning... at like 8:00 am... by 9:30... naked, hard as a rock... and stoned out of my mind! The agent of boredom had no defense to the slightest possibility of... reality. Hell, I may have even taken a Viagra! The headaches are worth it!

He said he was close, and would drive to my room... I was giggling at the likelihood... until he called.

Um... hello... "Neil" (fake name)... is that you? beat (who's neil)

Yeah... like I was on helium.

"I'm on my way..."

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT

Sooooo scared.... so unable to dress with all the shaking.

RNNNNGGGGG

RNNNNNGGGG

"I'm in the lobby... what's the room number?"

He was a non-threatening dorky and a slightly older gay man. He moved with caution as he sensed my fear. I was wearing a tee shirt and a clingy pair of navy-blue terry-cloth shorts w/o underwear. He undressed... down to his underwear in nothing flat. Freckly, white with a huge bulge... he suddenly seemed much taller... and this felt dangerous.

He had me sit on the edge of the bed and stood in font of me. His package was just below eye-level GULP... he placed my hands on his hard-on and I played with it through his shorts. I made the first move... out of fear for my life.... okay, that's my story and I'm sticking with it!"

Out pops this huge 10ish and thick rubbery cock. It felt like I was masturbating a dolphin. So, I quickly put it my mouth. I tried lord knows I tried, but I could only take... a lot :)

Suddenly, I was in control... weird.

He moved to pleasure me, and yes getting your ass licked rules... just didn't strike me as orgasmic. He ended up standing over me stroking felt good to be cummed on... every time. The kissing I could do with out... and although it hurt and I freaked out like a lil girl... the attempt at anal was intriguing.

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