There was a slight wall a few inches high that created a kind of trough that was one long urinal. It looked kind of messy with toilet roll on the floor and filling up the one toilet in a cubicle. I followed the corridor around until I came into the toilet area that was slightly better lit. Everywhere there were various men milling around, going from place to place, seeing what was going on. In another area there was a guy on a sex swing and it looked like he was going to get fucked. In one area one guy was clearly getting a blowjob. I felt my way along to a number of different alcoves where it seemed there was a variety of activity happening. I followed the corridor next to the bar into the darker area and it did get very dim so you could hardly see anything. I downed my drink and then got another one and then decided to see what's what.
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It felt strange in a way to be in a situation where it was completely socially acceptable to be naked, gently masturbating in full show in public, but I found it really liberating. I gently pulled on my rapidly growing semi-erect uncut cock as I watched. I looked across the room to one alcove and saw one man on his knees clearly giving another guy a blowjob. Naked men were walking back and forth from the bar area into a darker area behind the bar. Then I made my way to a stool against the far wall and then just watched what was going on and took in the atmosphere a bit. I ordered a bottle of Smirnoff Ice at the bar, showing my wristband to get served. I was glad to see too that not everyone there was super-buff and totally built like brick shithouses. I didn't look too closely, as I still felt shy, but it was an erotic if slightly strange experience being amongst so much nudity. There were about half a dozen men in the room, maybe in their 30s and 40s, some with underwear on, but others completely naked like me. The lighting was low and the music was loud and they had some gay porn playing on video screens in the corners. It wasn't very big, but it had an atmosphere I liked. The wristband also allowed me to order drinks at the bar and then pay when I left.
I put my clothes into the plastic bag, then went back to the door man who took my plastic bag and gave me a wristband to wear with a corresponding number so I could collect my clothes at the end. Then with one final moment of courage I pulled my boxer shorts down and was now standing in this club, completely butt-naked, my cock hanging free. I was only wearing T shirt and shorts as it was still hot at night there so it didn't take me too long to take those off. I paid it and he handed me a small white plastic bag and indicated me to turn left into a small alcove.
I was greeted by a buff bald man wearing only leather pants, who indicated to me the cover price of a few Euros. Just a door with black plastic drapes covering the entrance. There was very little outside that indicated what might be going on inside. I sauntered across the public square and made my way to this nightclub.
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The idea was a bit scary but I was footloose and fancy free and a thousand miles away from anyone who knew me, and my attitude was, "what the hell, I'm on this holiday for new experiences. It turned me on immensely to think about such a place. I had read about a men-only nightclub where the dress-code was nudity or just underwear. It was a pleasant evening, but I knew, that night, I wanted something more. There was a friendly atmosphere and I was having a good time and a bit of a buzz from the alcohol in my system. One night I was in one of the bars near my hotel, having a few drinks and chatting to the barman and some of the locals and other holidaymakers. I had researched where this might be possible, and had got some ideas. I was looking to get some cock on this holiday. I had had some experience with men, but craved some more. I'm average height and build, with dark hair and a hairy chest.
I was 30, looked a bit younger, single and bi-curious. My hotel was right next to an area of bars and clubs and pretty close to the beach, so I was determined to have a good time once I got there.Ī "good time" included the idea that I might get some sex. I had chosen Gran Canaria, knowing that there were some interesting things going on there, including a nudist beach. I wasn't sure if it would be a bit lonely going without any friends or anything, but I decided "what the hell, you only live once." It was also the first time I had gone on a beach/hotel kind of holiday on my own.
I was in Gran Canaria for the first time and open to new experiences.