About Cruise Club & Sauna

I am no saint, have never claimed myself to be one anyway... not that i could be bothered by this kind of status. And yes, i do visit cruising clubs and sauna... thou very rarely (lol... trying to redeem myself here). A guy does has his needs alright? There are so many kinds of people bottled up in there... Just categorizing them took me awhile.

The Giggler

Aptly named, you will be able to find them at every dark corners of the corridors. They just don't know that serenity are important to some people to make good sex. If you even manage to grasp some hunk off the looming corner, i am sure you wouldn't want any of these bunch to start their giggly campaign right outside your door would you? They do come in various range; Mild spastic tinkles being the better quality to high pitched rattlers. Most of them would be still in their pubes but... if you find somehow manage to detect some slightly aged dirks who does that, i suggest you split before any bodily harm comes to either party.

Shadow Clone

Now you see them, now you don't... Still don't get it? Be serious now. In a place where you won't be able to see five feet in front of you, Shadow clones should come ones a plenty enough. They are the kind that slips detection and somehow manage to catch your eye. I come to a conclusion that these bunch of crowds are well trained ninja coming to torment the lustful individuals. They made you drool at them from afar but somehow seem like you may have been seeing illusion.

Phone Booth

This is the typical kind of people where you can get all sorts of juicy details and stories from, so amazing that paparazzi are put to shame.

Shriveled Prune
Museum-made quality treasures i would call them, one that Archaeology would love to uncover. Alright... i admit i shouldn't be mean, after all beauty is only skin-deep. But then again, farce goes the appearance ... dwindle goes the sex, that's how reality is.

Fresh Bud
The direct opposite of Shriveled Prune, they are the virile group everyone would cat scratch and bit*h-slap everyone else to get at. Innocence seems to fly out of them and spills onto the surrounding floor. They are easy fruits awaiting plucking and they often do not stay on the maze for more than 10mins...

Adonis
Should i explain more? You don't? Okie, i think you should recognize this few words then...
"Hunk"
"Greek-god"
"Idol quality"
"Sex material"
Now... go visualize!

Groper

Silently they will appear beside you and before you can say "What the...", they have their fingers all over you. I always think they are somewhat related to ET... they are alienated yet they feel like family. They lurk in the dark corners waiting for their preys like hungry bats detecting every crooks and cranny with their specially trained fingers. I am sure you would one time or another join this group of people. And not surprisingly, this group made up of about 50% of the whole headcounts in the club.

Couch Potato
Walking by, you can see them watching shows on the tv room... after you have shag your tenth guy, you will still see them sitting on the same spot. Somehow, i always wonder if they don't own a telly at home... This poor sod must have love television yet couldn't afford one... wait! they paid the entrance fee to watch telly?!?

Mourner
Humping to me should be private and minimally voiced out, mouthy music is pleasurable and a turn on pronto... but to broadcast to the rest of the world you are getting our rocks off? That's definitely a no no. I rather they keep those only to the porn collection (which i don't own).

So next time you make your ways to this sexed-charged outlet, be sure to notice to keep you range open...