The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 22 - Sex Stories

The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 22

... in a short, narrow corridor with a window in the right hand side wall and another door at the end of the reception area. He had been here many times before but his visits weren't frequent. An attendant appeared in the window. "Hi," the guy in a pair of shorts and sleeveless t-shirt said. "Been here before?" "Yes, but not for a while," replied Geoff. "Good, I'll just recap the rules for you, honey. It's twenty dollars. We are open twenty-four seven. You can get a pass out and keep coming back as you wish within that twenty-four-hour period. No means no and we recommend you practice safe sex. Condoms and lube are supplied in all our private booths and in the group sex areas. No sex in the spa. No means no in this venue." He had reeled of his lecture in a monotone voice. Geoff handed him a twenty and in return was given a locker key on an elastic loop and a large soft towel. "Go through and enjoy yourself," said the attendant and Geoff heard the door click open for him to enter. Geoff walked in and strode past the small cafe area towards the locker bays that were off to the side of the inner passage. A couple of older guys, probably married, were sitting on a bench so they could watch any newcomers getting undressed in front of their assigned locker. Geoff didn't mind them watching, he just turned his back towards them to show that he wasn't interested in them. He stripped down and wrapped the towel around his waist and tucked it in. He put his clothes and shoes in the locker, ...

... secured the door and put the elastic loop around his wrist. He was ready to seek out a compatible partner in that head job that he had been wanting. He loved the smell of this place. He always thought of it as a mixture of hot cedar from the steam room and testosterone. He went out to the corridor and turned right. Past the television room playing some obscure foreign film into the maze of cubicles, dark rooms, sling rooms and small areas with benches where you could sit and watch porn movies on the monitors. He made his way to the hot tub. There was no one else around. It was very quiet in here this afternoon. He decided he had missed the lunch time crowd. This was mainly married office workers who rushed in to get their cocks sucked or to suck a cock in the quickest possible time, so that they could get back to their desks and their wives would never know. And it was far too early for the after work boys - gay guys who came here on a regular basis. He slipped his towel off and hung it on a peg on the wall. He looked at his body in the mirrored wall. He was skinny, he always had been. It didn't matter what he ate or drank he just couldn't put on weight or muscle. Raw boned is what he had been called in the past. He wished he had a body like Drew or Dave. A bit more bulk in the right places. He wasn't ugly and didn't look sick, he was just skinny. He now looked at his cock. He had a long cock, almost nine inches. He was also lucky that his cock was nine inches long when he was ...