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The stories from the eyes of a puppy, both above and below the line of domination. Following his life as he explores the world of fetishes, and his sensational urge to find and enjoy what he loves. "Bark Bark Bark!" -Pup C

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Steamworks

So MIR was this weekend, a riot of a time. Visited the market, toured the floor, enjoyed the company of my favorite men, and had the cherry popping experience of a lifetime (First fetish event, Ever. :-) ). But the really interesting part was when I was invited by a close friend of mine to a bathhouse in Boystown. Now, I was ever curious about this from when it had been mentioned earlier in the day, but the interest sky rocketed as the day went on and the words got passed around to what it was.

So yes, I'm not the brightest bulb in the lamp, but, with that said, I also am relatively new to the fetish/gay scene and have little previous knowledge to what it holds in store. So the ide aof a bathhouse first brought up the thoughts of a Roman Bathhouse, by association (Yes ya little shits, open your history books...). So when we got in, I was surprised to find something quite different then I had expected.

We spent most of the evening pursuing the place, exploring the many dark hallways where the sounds of hookups and glory hole suckings, and the smell of musk filled the air. Every turn was filled with interest and surprise with who you might find. For my first adventure into such a world, I was given quite the protection and guide by my friend as our companion went off in search of more... 'Adventurous' fun.

The night progressed on, and after some hot tube making out (*happy shiver*) we ventured into the sauna for some more... Steamy fun... Where after finding a nice back spot, My friend decided to give me a nice blow job. Well all fine and good, I set my head ontop of his as I kissed and nibbled his hair... And I bring my head back up to find a number of men staring, and a few venturing around my body. At first, I was a bit stunned, but it turned quickly into a shy moment as I felt the hands of men, I barely could see or know, touching and fondling me and my friend. A little overwhelming, to tell you the honest truth, and quickly the sucking subsided. My friend took me out then and took a walk, being sure I was ok and still doing well. I was alright, I told him, but I certainly was startled by the sudden event that had occurred.

The night progressed on and by the end of it, we had found ourselves a nice room and took full advantage of the comfortable setting it provided for some fun. :-)...

But all in all, I had a riot at the Steamworks in Boystown,and honestly will return one day soon to see and enjoy the pleasures of the bathhouse.

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