Hot tub memories at the YMCA

They closed the hot tub down. They claimed it had gotten too expensive to maintain. It was in the men's locker room and they claimed it was expensive for insurance, since no lifeguard like for the pool. The real reason was it had gotten too cruise, so they closed the whole area down. Steam, sauna, and hot tub all gone. It was fun while it lasted.

It was never a full blown bath house. You would not encounter guys barebacking, but a good mix of voyeurs and exhibitionists. Never saw any anal or oral. The sauna, steam room, showers, and whirlpool were all in the same area. I quickly learned most guys would leave all their clothes in their locker. No shorts or underwear and then would just hang up their towel and hop in.

The jets were on a timer, and would cut off when you least expected it. The hot water and jets were exciting. Like sitting in a giant blow job. Every guy knew to turn the knob before getting in. But if no new guys joined, the bubbles would stop abruptly and reveal penises at full mast. No one acted shy, just leaned back with our arms stretched out over the top of the whirlpool.

Sometimes if everyone was comfortable, they would sit up on the edge with only their feet in the tub. Often with at least a semi. Backs facing the entrance. Then if someone came in, they could hop in and the bubbles would cover them.

If it was packed, you would be but cheek to but cheek. Always room for one more. Guys would scoot in closer, because there was always room for one more. If a guy had his arms across the top edge and you were next to him, it was like a hug. No room for your arms except under the water. A guy would start by rubbing his own leg and then reach over and rub your inner thigh going a little higher and farther till he reached your hard dick. You might get teased or even jacked off.

Plenty of straight guys though, but they stayed away from the cruisy areas. They did pass through the area to use showers and the pool. We knew to use the towels to cover up when we were not soft. All except for one young guy. He left his towel in his locker and was hard most of the time. He got embarrassed a couple of times, but mostly no one minded.

I always brought 2 towels. A dry one to keep in my locker for the end of my visit. The other one, I would soak down with cold water from the shower and wear around my shoulders in the steam room or sauna to keep from getting over heated. On several occasions, if I had the steam room to myself, I would wrap it around my head and lay down on the bench.

I'm relaxed being nude and don't always think of it as being erotic, so I did not get hard. But one time, I drifted off to sleep while laying on my back. I woke up and another guy had come in and sat down. No towel and leaning forward with a front row seat to my erection. I sat up and appologized, leaning over to cover my own wood. He sat up straight and was hard himself saying that it was fine. We talked and contemplated doing more, but it got busier and men in gym shorts game in. After we relaxed, we went to the showers one and then the other.

Now there are no places like that anymore and no bath house where I live. I often consider putting in a pool and hot tub. I have a private back yard and it would be great to recreate the romance of naked guys fooling around. Have to charge though to afford the cost of running it, but it would be a place where gay male swingers could be free and uninhibited.

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