Monday, January 30, 2006

 

Dave Does The Water Garden

His name is Dave, my partner in crime, and he has now decided he cares not a whit if I mention his name in these columns. He says everyone at work knows he's a crazy kind of guy anyway, so what the hell. Crazy is his nickname in his contractor field, which is electronic construction. Crazy covers a lot of transgressions, even that of Dave's being bisexual. Here he is. Today Dave went off to the bath house here in San Jose, called www.thewatergarden.com. A very nice facility apparently. Guys even drive the hour down from San Francisco to come here.

Today Dave comes home with a smile on his face that I recognize well by now. He's gotten ploughed royally, it says. He's very pleased, the cat who's just swallowed a canary. Or two.

Today I have real cause for jealousy. Dave had four guys today. One after another. I can barely MEET a woman every four months, and trying to get them into bed...well, sturm und drang galore. So I am sitting here feeling morose about life. But I may as well describe his wonderful time. After all, SOMEONE is having a wonderful time, and that's the good news.

His first guy was a muscular, beautifully built white guy. From France. Dave decided ahead of time that he didn't want to get off with the first guy today. He arrived early, and had an hour to kill before he took his AIDS test offered there. He didn't just want to fire off too soon and then have to hang around that hour. So the first guy just worked him good without going all the way.

After about half an hour of Dave getting seriously pummeled, the French guy stops to say, "I have to go soon," he says. "What do you mean you have to go," exclaims Dave. "I have to meet someone," the guy says. Dave wraps his legs around him. You are going nowhere, my good man. Alright, ten more minutes, the French guy decides. Time flies. "Now I really have to go," he says laughingly. Out he goes.

In between Guy One and Two, Dave pops by to take the free AIDS test offered. Then back into the fray.

Dave heads back to his own private room, and soon another guy appears at the door. Asian guy, tall and lean, with a lovely curved dick (to the right, for those keeping track of these things). They indulge themselves with a bit of oral play at first, then the guy puts on a condom and fucks Dave for quite a while. Then he pulls out and asks to come all over Dave. Permission granted of course, and boy does he ever cum. A world of cum, enough that two towels are needed when it comes to housecleaning later. Apparently it was a real water hose effect, Dave has rarely seen such a load. He shot it every which way.

Next Dave heads for the steam room, where he runs into an older white guy. The guy sticks several fingers up Dave, who tells me he is squealing with delight. A crowd of course gathers in the steam room to watch. He got interestingly violent, lightly slapping Dave's nipples, then he pushed Dave's face into his armpits and Dave licked them as commanded, Commander. The guy had pecs, a great set of them apparently, he took Dave's head and held it between them, as if a woman with big tits were squeezing a guy's dick between them. The play got lighter, then the guy moved on.

Another guy, cute asian guy with a swimmer's build, comes into the steam room, very sensual, lots of roaming hands, light kissing. The guy has a beautiful body. For some reason the asian guys come right to Dave. This has happened a lot to him in these places. He finds they are the most sensual group of men he deals with. It's like they are re-creating the male-female sensuality ticket. The guy and Dave started rubbing, licking each other, Dave handles his cock and jerks him off. Then Dave gets down on the floor and the guy positions his butt so Dave can get his tongue up the guy's ass. "I nearly swallowed him whole," he says later. Finally Dave gets off as his face is buried in the guy's bunghole.

Whew. I'm feeling exercised mightily, and I wasn't even invited. Dave asks that I caution Dear Readers: this was an extraordinary day at the bath house. He does not get this all the time. Just so you know.

Kind of makes you wonder what a slow day is like, huh?

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