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I met Allen on line and we chatted almost every evening on line, he lived in Denver and I lived in the mountains in Winter Park. We were talking about gay websites and he mentioned a gay web site and how it listed men on the hunt and places where gays hung out.

I looked it up and under cruzeing and found various gay bars, clubs, groups, bath houses, etc. One that stood out was a spa, bath house on Zuni.

Seemed like a great idea, having a place to go and relax, meet guys also looking for sex, no judgement or worry about the cops raiding the place like they did the ABS and parks.

I chatted to Allen about the place and he said it was one of his favorite places. He often went there when his husband wasn't in the mood or he wanted something different. Allen grew tired of all my questions about the place and offered to meet me and show me around. More of put up or shut up thing as I wanted to know all about it but, didn't have the guts to go. At that time I had been in one gay bar and that was a flop so, guess I was intimated.

I had no idea what to expect of such a place. Was it just a large collection of freaks? How did things work, would I just be ganged raped? Looking back I wish it had been a weekend but, it was the middle of the afternoon in the middle of the week and it was summer. In spite of my reservations I couldn't wait to go.

The place is in an older part of town. I really don't know about it but, the three story brick building looks like it might have been built in the 1890s or early 1900s but, I thought it looked pretty cool.

In the parking lot I met Allen. He was, my guess about 5' 10" 200 pounds, and maybe in his 50s. I am 6' and back then about 175 and 40 years old. Neither of us were going to be on the cover of G.Q. Allen seemed really nice.

I must admit I was bit taken aback when we opened the outer door and ran into a bullet proof window and buzzer door. We paid our fees and Allen sprang for a room and inside we were given towels. I was impressed as soon as we stepped into the somewhat darkened hallway and I saw a black light painting of a nude man with a large erect cock. There would be several of these types of paintings on the walls under black lights. I was turned on already!

We went to our room. Not all that big, not a lot of room to stand in. The bed was basically a double bed and the far wall was mirrored as was the head of the bed and at the foot, close to the ceiling was a TV playing gay porn. I was very happy to see the place looked and smelled clean. Allen told me to strip and put my wallet and keys in a small safe.

Allen was as I thought for an aging middle age man, pale, some scars from surgery and accidents and had a thin layer of gray hair on his chest and pits. I can't say I'm a lot more. I didn't have much fat or a belly then, snow shoveling at Winter Park saw to that. I have a thin layer of hair from top of my chest to my navel.

After that was all done I wasn't sure what we were going to do but, Allen surprised me by kissing me. I had only been kissed by one guy before so it was a bit of a surprise. We made out for a few seconds doing the tongue dance and Allen Sakarya Escort broke it off and said "let me give you the tour."

I followed his lead, wrapping a towel around my nude body as we went out the door as he had done. At that point we had not seen anyone else in the place other than the guy at the front.

I found it wonderful! The large black light silhouette paintings of men in the nude and having sex, the sounds coming out of some of the rooms with closed doors.

Some of the private rooms were not so private. Some had bubbles that allowed people passing in the hallway to look in at the festivities, sadly those rooms were empty. I wish we had gotten one because as you know from part 1 I enjoy putting on a show.

Allen told me the basic rules of the place, the ground floor was mostly private rooms and any room with a person in it meant to come in and don't bother with the closed ones. There was also a very large TV room that was empty at the time. At that time it was playing some regular TV show but, Allen said it was normally gay porn. The room also had a small stage that Allen said was used for shows by models the Midtowne brought in.

As we walked from time to time Allen would stop and aggressively kiss me. This always seemed to surprise me as he would just leap at me and kiss me. Also, as I walked my damn towel would come undone and I would have to hitch it back up.

Well, then we headed downstairs and man was it dark down there. Being the middle of the afternoon the place wasn't too busy. Little harder to see as there were no black light paintings or much in way of lights. But, after a while my eyes adjusted and Allen walked me past jail cells and B