Cruising for Cock!

Was on one of the forums this morning discussing the merits of the basement sauna in Manchester and I got to reminiscing about my one and only visit to the place. This took place about six years ago, living on the coast and not driving Manchester is not somewhere I regularly get too, the only reason I was in the city was I had recently moved into to new flat and was shopping for contemporary furniture, sure I’d been online and stuff but I think if your going to be spending a few years with the stuff you should see it first hand before handing over your hard earned cash the upshot of this of course is that since I knew pretty much what I wanted from going online the actual ‘shopping’ was pretty straightforward go to the shop see the article sort delivery pay the money on to the next shop and so on, so come late morning I’m thinking ok what shall I do now and it was then my mind go to thinking about this Basement place in heard about, well out came my phone and thanks to the wonders of the interweb and satnav I soon realised its about a forty five minute walk away, ok I’ve plenty of time so let’s have a look. So forty five minutes later I’ve payed and entrance and a membership (oh well!! ) and getting changed in the locker room the idea been I’ll have a look around first then try the actual sauna stuff and hopefully then a bit of fun, I did actually get to do all those things just not in that order. Now I’ve never been a shy type and in those days was in pretty good nick I swam two or three times a week did a lot of walking and even the occasional run and also since a couple of guys I knew where into the sissy boy scene I was also fully shaven and it was just then when I was standing there naked about to lock my locker I noticed the other guy in the room looking at me, I noticed he was a few years older and yeah a ok body and I also noticed the impressive erection rearing up under the towel he was wearing “Hi, Your a bottom” it was a statement more then a question and