Sex Stories

'm always horny. The guy who lives in the apartment beside mine said that's normal for a 19 year old boy, but knowing that doesn't make me any less horny. I have a girlfriend, Trudy, who's a couple of months older than me, but she's usually in class or studying or working so we only fuck once or twice a week, and the rest of the time, once or twice a day, I jerk off. Then yesterday I tried something my neighbour suggested, and it's fucking great.

He stopped to chat on the way into his apartment when I walked passed him on the way to mine. "Is that girl I saw you with the other day your girlfriend?" he asked. I told him she is. "She's a cutie. How come I don't see her around more?" I told him why and he said, "You must get pretty horny. You know what you should do? You should go to the bath's."

"What are they?"

He gave me an address and told me to find out for myself.

"Do you have a big cock?" he asked me.

I shugged, a little startled. People don't usually ask me that. "My girlfriend says it's bigger than the other couple of guys she's been with," I told him.

"Well, a cute young blond like you should have lots of fun then. Let me know how it goes." He smiled and winked at me and went into his apartment.

I was horny right then and had just been about to go into my room to beat off, but I figured I'd give this a try. The place is right in downtown, just a couple of blocks from where I live.

I found the place alright -- steps leading down to a basement door on a street of shops. I walked down and pushed it open, feeling pretty nervous and excited.

Inside there was a counter and another door. The guy behind the counter asked if I wanted a room or a locker. I paid him for a locker because it was cheaper, and he handed me a towel, a key on a little stretchy thing, a tiny thing of lube, and a condom, and buzzed me in.

There was a bank of lockers just inside. I found mine, and was wondering if I should hang up my towel and walk around, but I saw a couple of guys in towels so I took off my clothes instead. There was a guy a few lockers down also getting undressed, and he kept looking over at me. He was a big, well built guy. He was probably into body building because his chest and belly were hairless.

I wrapped my towel around my waist and slid the key onto my wrist. He was still doing something in his locker when I walked past him. My heart beating hard with nervousness and excitment.

When I rounded the end of the bank of lockers I saw a dimly lit hallway lined with doors.