About five years ago, when I was first *really* playing with being a boy, I went to the Bijou in Toronto. Not a bath-house per se, but more a sex club. No need to undress, which made it a bit easier to get in for me, as it is all male.
I bound myself tight, packed well, pulled out my fake ID and tried to be as butch a possible (LOL)
I went with a friend, who was both my guide and protector. I ended up at the bottom of the slurp ramp, which was basically a raised stand for guys to get their cock sucked. Around the stage was a narrow dark passageway. Me at the holes, my friend making sure that the other guys did not touch me too much. It wasn't that I minded them touching, it was more what they may find (or not as the case may be!)
Fuck me, I got off that night.
I went a few times to the all women bathhouse nights as well, but that is for a different day.
El
I bound myself tight, packed well, pulled out my fake ID and tried to be as butch a possible (LOL)
I went with a friend, who was both my guide and protector. I ended up at the bottom of the slurp ramp, which was basically a raised stand for guys to get their cock sucked. Around the stage was a narrow dark passageway. Me at the holes, my friend making sure that the other guys did not touch me too much. It wasn't that I minded them touching, it was more what they may find (or not as the case may be!)
Fuck me, I got off that night.
I went a few times to the all women bathhouse nights as well, but that is for a different day.
El
