Not wanting to look dumb I just took a seat in the corner where it was the brightest. The only problem was it was so steamy I could see my man. A huge tile plate form about 10x10 sat in the middle at knee height and tile benches around the perimeter of the room. I walk around the corner and the room is huge. The steam was thick and felt good on my skin. I open the door to the steam room and again I can't see a whole lot. He shut off the water and walked naked into the steam room, his cock still mostly hard. Just to the left was the open showers where he was rinsing off. I'm gonna go suck his cock, he will be my first. I sat there for maybe twenty minutes watching him before he got up to go inside leaving me but naked in the hot tub and hard. I wanted his cock, I wanted it so bad! But I was still too scared to do anything. He began to stroke, his cock lubed from the tanning oil. Watching the way it moved in the sunlight made me harder than I had ever been. He had noticed me wanting his cock, and he liked it. Growing from a good size to what had to be a eight inch, thick cock! That's when I noticed him watching me. I stared at his cock like it was a block of gold, drooling over it.
His cock was semi hard, probably watching the the kissing. I sat in the hot tub and watched some men make out in the pool. I did more exploring and found a bunch of glory holes as well as showers and the pool area. I walked off the platform, even though I was still erect. Not prepared I panicked again, adjusting my towel. A man from below had noticed me and thought I wanted help. I begin to rub my cock, getting hornier and harder the more I watched. My towel became a tent as me and a few men on the benches watched the show. I was captivated! The boy moaned as his hole was devoured by the man. He lay on his back, his legs were held in the air by another man who had buried his face between the boys cheeks. On the table a boy, not much older than me, lay on the table. I climbed the stairs to the platform where I could lean on the railing to watch. A padded table sat in the center of a bunch of benches and a platform with stares to get a better view. I made it towards the back where there was what I can only describe as a viewing room. A couple more rooms had men laying on the bed stroking their cocks hoping someone would come help. Gay porn played on the TVs mounted on the walls. He waved me in but I got nervous and headed down the hallway of doors. The man that was receiving noticed me in the doorway, giving me a lust drunk smile. It startled me, the first time I saw gay sex in real life. The noise was another man on his knees slurping on his cock. I peak through the open door to see a man sitting on the bed with his head back. Noises that were all to familiar and sounded like my recent search history. A lot were empty but a couple had noises coming from inside. I saw at the front desk that you could rent these for more privacy. I hang a left and it is dark with red lights barely letting me see. I decided the first thing to do was to explore. It felt so freeing, walking around with a semi hard-on while in a skimpy towel.
I strip down to nothing, use to the locker room for swim practice, and wrap my towel around. When you first walk into Flex it is lockers where I get a key and a towel. With a girlfriend at the time I kept this secret and even to this day no one knows. The first time I had watched porn and it took me to the gay section I knew I was hooked. It had only been a year now since my curiosity had got the better of me and I started to watch porn with more and more cock in it. It was my eighteenth birthday, and since legally I was now able to enter the building I had skipped work to check it out.
On paper it was a gym, but in real life it was a gay bathhouse that was always full of horny men looking for action. But I found it, and I was going to enjoy myself. Located in Phoenix, it was in a sketchy part of town off the side of the freeway and hard to find. The Flex Gym may have had a few pieces of exercising equipment in it, but it was far from a gym. "Thanks." I give a polite smile back and the door buzzes letting me in. "Have fun kid." The man behind the counter smiled, handing my ID back.