In the early 90’s I lived in the Chicago area and found that bathhouses for gay fun really do exist. I had only heard of them in books and movies before moving to Chicago. There were three of them that I visited when I was there, I am not going to name them so I’ll just call them BH1, BH2 and BH3.

My first trip was to BH1 (which is now closed) because it was the closest to my home and the least expensive to enter. I only had the vision of what I read or saw in movies so I was nervous and excited at the same time. It was kind of strange from the outside, just a small sign and when entering this large old building I had to go downstairs. I paid my entry fee and received a room key and a smallish well used, but clean, towel, the door buzzed and I entered.

It had dim lighting so it took a few minutes for my eyes to adjust. When they did I started to wander around trying to find my room. In the process I saw several guys walking around with only a towel around their waist. Finally I got to my room, entered and found a single bed with a sheet and pillow, small end table, mirror and hook for my clothes. I stripped totally, slid on my sandals and towel then nervously headed out to wherever because I didn’t know what to expect.

I found a pool which was empty, small hot tub with 1 guy in it, a TV room with gay porn and several guys watching. I kept walking and finally got to the steam room which had visions from the movie running through my head. It was just a simple square steam room, unlike what I expected. Three guys sitting and watching a couple go at it, so I also decided to sit and watch. He was getting a blow job and it was “hot”. Suddenly and unexpected a hand was placed on my leg – I instinctively moved away. Yep that ended that encounter and I was disappointed.

I left the steam room and walked around to see what this place was like. I found a few cubbies, lots of open room doors with guys on the bed and saw a few more blow jobs. The nerves were building so I left but I did return a few days later when my courage returned.

The return visit was a lot easier when I entered, I found my room easier, got “changed” and headed out. I headed to the TV lounge to watch some porn and I found several guys there and a radio softly on with the hockey game. I sat close enough to the radio to listen to the game and see the TV.