I've always been a fan of sodomy, with different objects diverted from their primary purpose.One day when I was having fun with a plastic object, surely badly deburred, I made myself a big hemorrhage.It was panic, I did not know what to do. no need to go to the emergency room. I put several sheets of kitchen paper in the Q and all trembling, I settled down with a thousand precautions in front of the TV that I couldn't even see.When I managed to calm myself down, I went to the toilet and I removed one by one more or less bloody pieces of paper. I put on some clean ones and went to lie down on my bed. After an hour, I went back to the toilets where I removed the papers again, no more traces of blood.From that day on, I swore to myself that the next object I would introduce to myself would be a man's penis.I didn't know anything about the gay world, I started looking on the web for the way in which I was going to approach the problem.I ended up opting for a sauna, the "euro men's club", it was my first choice. It could have been the sun city or the baths of Odessa, establishments that I frequented afterwards.Having taken my courage in both hands, a little feverish, I ring the doorbell of the establishment. After what seemed like an eternity, the door opens and I am greeted badly by a slightly surly guy (that has changed a lot now) who gives me a key, kpotes and towels. Once naked in my towel, I stroll through the different levels of the establishment, which was not very rosy at the time. At the bar I noticed a North African who seemed very friendly to me, much appreciated by the grandpas around him. When he was no longer available, I asked him if he would like to go to the cabin with me. He agreed, so I go down ...

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