Saturday, January 15, 2011

A Former Mirage

I remember fondly of Mirage. I was eighteen, back in 2001. It was my very first trip to a men’s sauna.

I came from a state off the eastern coast of West Malaysia, largely undeveloped and there is absolutely nothing there. After finishing form 5, I went straight to Melbourne for higher education. It was the first year I came back from Melbourne, I decided to stop by in KL for a few days before heading home, mainly because I’ve never really experienced KL the way I wanted to, and this seemed like  perfect time to feed my curiosity.

I went online and did a little bit of research on the nearest sauna to Bukit Bintang  where I stayed (a tacky home-stayey backpacker for RM30 a night), and stumbled upon Mirage, which is walking distance from Chow Kit monorail (Taxi was out of question as it seemed a little pricey for a student like me:) .

I went there on a weekday, around 6 in the evening and it took me about half an hour to find that damn place. It was in a really old, run down shop lot where all the motorcycle repair workshops are. I was relieved there were no passers by when I went in that door. Of course I was very shy then. It was a four storey club and there was a very thin looking guy at the counter. I couldn’t remember how much I paid because I was too nervous and the next thing I remember was being told where go get changed, and where the playrooms are; probably because he sensed that it was my first time there. I quickly undressed and went for a quick shower. By then I was no longer nervous as my excitement took over.

The first place I checked was the steam room,  because I needed a place to calm down without being seen  and I wasn’t prepared for any direct encounters just yet. It was pitch dark, but I could still tell there was at least two person in there from the vague silhouette; sitting closely, but not close enough to play. I sat there for a good 5 minutes before the two of them started reaching over each other and give each other a hand job. One of them stood up and said “too hot” before he disappeared.  Yawn. I left soon after to check out the guys in the sauna.

The crowd was pretty dismal. I walked past a few guys, most of them were bearish looking, mature Chinese guys which I find sexy. There was a Malay guy in his mid thirties who caught my eyes; nicely built, but not extremely ripped. We walked passed each other a few times, exchanged eye contacts but nothing beyond that. I didn’t know how to cruise. It was my first time after all.

- The Dark Room -

There was two darkrooms, both on separate floors; the larger one on the upper floor and there was the smaller one on the lower floor. There were actions going on in the dark room from the sound of it. It was pitch black and I didn’t dare to move, afraid that I might hit a wall and make a fool of myself. I stood there for a long time, hoping my eyes would adjust to the darkness but I still couldn’t see anything. I moved slowly across the room, feeling the excitement of random hands coming up to me, feeling my body, squeezing my pecs. Some even rubbed my abs, which I later realized; is a very common move in the dark room to make sure that the guy you are about to have fun with is not fat, but is okay if they are ugly. #justsaying.

As I navigate the dark room, I felt a strong hand grabbing me and pushed me to a corner; my back on the wall. I felt around his arm. Big and strong. Okay, that’d do. My towel loosened and fell on the floor. I could feel his cold, wet towel pressing against my leg as he leaned on me and started kissing my neck. He did not waste time. He went all the way down and the next thing I know was a warm mouth, wrapped around my cock, pulling my foreskin down and a tongue playing with my cock head. He was good. While he was doing that I could feel several other guys gathered around us.  I wanted to pull him up so I could go down on him but before I did, he reached between my legs with his right hand and reached for my hole, trying to push his finger into my hole. I was baffled. He came up and turned me around. He wanted to fuck; I hesitated. I don’t have a lot of experience being a bottom, and I wasn’t sure if I was turned on enough to want to get fucked. Not having seen his face made me think twice too. I tapped his waist and whispered “No, bro” and slowly find my way out.

- The Dry Sauna -

I decided to sit in the dry sauna downstairs hoping to take a short break before making another rounds at the dark room. There was another guy in there, eyes closed, laying naked on his towel. I guess he wasn’t looking to get laid. Shortly after, another guy Malay guy walked in and sat down beside me, our knees barely touching. I could feel him reaching over and started caressing my fingers and I turned to him and smiled. He took that as a green light and he quickly reached under my towel for my cock. But I guess we wasn’t a big fan of my uncut cock as he gave it a quick rub and went on removing his towel exposing his cock. Decent size, on the thicker side. I was sure that he wouldn’t want to go down on my uncut cock and I wasn’t going to settle with a hand job so I went for his cock and took the whole length in my mouth. All the commotion must’ve caught the attention of the other guy in the room as he watched us quietly sporting a hard cock. We got interrupted  briefly when someone opened the door and saw us in action. He took a good quick look at us and left us alone. Not long after, another guy walked in on us. It turned out to be the Malay guy I had eye contact with earlier (which I found out his name to be Sham). He removed his towel and sat next to the guy I was working on and I immediately switched to his cock, got on my knees and gave it a wet blowjob. He then reached down for a packet of condom and lube strapped to his legs with the locker key and started removing the packet with his teeth. I thought to myself that I’m getting fucked for sure this time. He stood up and applied the lube on his condom wrapped cock, and I lifted myself up and waited for him to enter while sucking the other guy. He lubed my hole quickly and started to penetrate me slowly. At this point I could feel my dick starting to get flaccid because of the intrusion but I ignored it and continued working on the other guy. While all this was happening I was surprised that the third person in the room did nothing but watch. The pain went away gradually and Sham’s pounding went from slow and deep to fast and furious.

When I went up for a breather, the other guy looked at me and asked “Can I fuck?”. I nodded and turned my head around to look at Sham who is still pounding me. He let off a faint smile and slowly pulled out his cock removing the condom at once. I climbed on top of the other guy and sat on his cock slowly while Sham moved closer to to feed me his cock. I rode him good for a while until he stopped me and pulled out abruptly, removed his condom and squeezed out a massive load on the floor. He stood up, kissed my forehead, said “thanks” and left. I continued with Sham, taking his cock in my mouth and working it all the way down. It didn’t took him long to fill my mouth with his cum.  I looked at the third guy, still laying there sweating it out with a grin on his face enjoying the show.

We talked for a bit after we showered, and I told him I am going to leave soon and he insisted on giving me a ride (no pun) back to Bukit Bintang. I took on his offer and exchanged our numbers.
And that was it, my first trip to a sauna. It was nerve racking and thrilling at the same time – and I believe deeply that it has a lot to do with my fascination with gay saunas.

- Lessons and realization -
  • Check potential playmate in the dark room by rubbing his tummy(to check if he is fat) and grabbing his arm (to know if he’s got strong guns).
  • Strap condom and lube on the elastic rubber thingy that comes with your locker key for convenience.
  • I enjoy being watched.
  • I enjoy Malay guys.
Establishment: M Club (Mirage) (Out of Business)
Type: Men’s Sauna
Location: Jalan Ipoh, Kuala Lumpur
Entry fees: Cannot remember
Date visited: January 2001

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