Fahrenheit – My 1st Bathhouse Experience

April 1, 2009 - first day of my 2 month vacation in the Philippines. After 5 hours of my landing in NAIA, my cousin Charlie asks me to prepare for a night-out of a lifetime. Although I’m still in the middle of a jet lag, my excitement to feel the air of the home country after 2 years fuelled me to a highest power.

We took taxi from the house and LRT. OMG! That was my first time to ride a train. The feeling was overwhelming and people rushing through it were rewarding to look at. My heart was full of joy that I almost cry. At last, I’m home.

After 5-6 stations from North Edsa, we stepped out from the train, a jeep ride and a 5 minutes walk. We enter a red gate and security approached and greets us. We headed to their reception and we were welcome by their staff on a black sando and short. I feel like we will be entering a gay bar with ago go boys dancing. After registration (Charlie is already a member) and payments, we were ask to deposit our valuables and went in. Fahrenheit Café and Fitness Center, wow! It sounds that we will be entering a gym or will have a massage but I am wandering, at 11pm?

Empty dance floor and 2 guys sitting on the bar was the first scene. Charlie led me to a TV room with M2M porno playing on the screen. He asks me to take a sit and rest but I was so excited to roam around. We went down through stairs and were greeted by another staff. He asked the key that the reception gave us and led us to our respective locker room. I was very eager but cautious, excited and yet conscious. I observed keenly what others are doing. People around the place stare at me like their prey. I took off my shirt and pants and wrap around the small towel on my waist with my underwear on but Charlie instructed me to take off everything. Hmmm… the towel doesn’t even cover everything but I know the party will about to begin.

First 20 minutes inside the bathhouse I spend it at the gym. There, I saw gay guys sweating while lifting weights. The muscles on their biceps are less big than the muscles I found on their lower body covered by the small towel (you know!). I am wondering how big their manhood will take if it’s on, or they just doing a trick to catch someone. A guy full of sweat crosses behind me and let his body touch my back that pisses me off. I was not on my sex mode yet, even if Brad Pitt will do the same will not turn you on. I want to wipe my back with my towel but I will be naked in front of everybody if I do so. I rushed to the nearest shower and had my back washed. I went back to the gym and started to do my routine without any sexual intentions to others. Stretching, lifting weights and some cardio exercise that my sweat came out all over. I realized why the guy earlier let his body touch my back. You feel hot if your sweat is coming out while others are staring especially when you are almost naked. When you conclude that those stares are your signal for a prospect, you will let your body touch with them. There were 3 different invitations to me to go up in the dark room for sex but was so tired from a long flight. I just want to know the place and above all, soul searching. I want to talk to PLU on their experiences. I step out from the area and had a quick shower. Charlie saw me and drags me for a drink.

In less than 30 minutes I find myself holding the 4th bottle of San Mig Light. I was full of inhibitions inside the bathhouse and I want to lessen it by drinking beer. From there I met different PLU. Miguel who is on his early 40’s, a lawyer and a father of 2. He used to visit bathhouse every time he has appointment in the city. For him, being a father never lessens his being gay but of course he has to be discreet for his family. Having children of his own give him a sense of direction. I met Lito, single and on his late 30's. He works as an administrative officer in Canada and like me; he is in the Philippines for vacation. According to him, you have to be very fit in order to enjoy bathhouse in Canada. He was a little bit chubby so every time he visit bath house in Canada, he feels discriminated as he said. I also came to talk to the bartender, the only straight person present on the bar I assumed. He is one of the pioneering staff of Fahrenheit. He is also on his late 30's and a father of 2 too. At first he find it awkward to work surrounded with gay people but as the years goes by he enjoys it that made him stay in the establishment for 5 years (as what I recall). Ken a 24 year-old call center agent. He look like a celebrity physically, his face and his body was very enticing to the point I open the conversation with him how much he charge for a sex not thinking that I was in a gays haven. But his reply turns me off. When he opens his mouth for a word, the pitch was so high like a diva. Tag-lish conversation from him also feels me inconvenient, full of pretension.

From bar, I decided to roam around the place. There I found bodies lean towards other: couple, trio or even orgy up to 5 members. I don’t feel to join them because I have mix emotions. I am scared that I might be infected with STD and tired of 14 hours flight from Dubai-Singapore-Manila. I went to Jacuzzi for a quick plunge and headed to the cubicle in dark room and fall asleep.

When i woke up i went down to the bar, Lito from Canada approached me and said: “Hoy! Saan ka galing? Alam mo bang tatlong beses ka nang pinatawag (over paging system). Julius pala pangalan mo at hindi Ryan” and he smiled. I look at the wall and find out that it was already 2:30am. Charlie came from my back on his clothes and asks: “Nakarami ka ba? ang tagal mo ah!” I apologized and went to the changing room. I want to tell him that nothing happened sexually on my first visit in bathhouse.

We left the place full of happiness. The area was full of energy and very fulfilling that you will enter an establishment where you belong... no matter if you are KAPUSO or KAPAMILYA. The important thing is self-acceptance by merely entering the palce and get connected…

My Sancturio Experience

It was on my 7th day in Manila during my vacation in the Philippines last April 2009. My friends, Migs and John decided to have a walk in Malate after a lunch date in Robinson’s Ermita. At first, I was hesitant of the idea because I don’t have money. We checked all the ATM machines available in the place but not able to withdraw cash for an unknown reason.

We ended up to an establishment with a garden in the middle of busy streets and tall buildings; it was along Bacobo St. in Malate. Migs and John pulled me inside although I don’t like the idea of inquiring a product or service without buying power, money. Migs reasoned out that we will just ask for the rates and we will come back next time. It was a spa (for gay) named, Sanctuario.

John is so good on pretension. He managed to talk to the receptionist with grace that the lady extended her extra effort to please us. I busy myself looking on the pictures, certificates and awards that the establishment received over the years to lessen the guilt while Migs is checking the pricelist. The lady on the desk was so kind that I can’t help except to pull out my debit card and ask her if they accept it just to compensate her effort. The lady checks the card and when she saw the logo of VISA, she immediately asks for an ID. I showed one and she asked us what services we like. I immediately answered her the cheapest. Wow! Php 900++ per person. Were 3 so she swiped the amount of Php 2,700++ against my debit card, ouch!

We entered the establishment with my mind thinking of the amount I paid. It was too much. I want to maximize the services/products that this spa can offer because I sweat blood to earn the money in Dubai. We took shower while John informed me of the things and activities inside. Saunas (Wet & Dry), Jacuzzi, Bubble Bath, and Swimming Pool were the interest of the place. But the most enticing are those men who were present at that moment. Young, gorgeous and they look rich maybe because my mind was pre-emptied on the amount I paid, hehehe! And there were ladies too.

We used almost all the facilities inside with only small towel in our body. After sometime, John approached me and wants me to be with him upstairs which is private place. He said that the owner wants to meet us. I know that it would be sex but since it was my first time in the place and it is in Manila, far away from my hometown, Davao I declined. I was scared that that the final scene in a gay themed movie starred by Joseph Bitangcol and Polo Ravales “Walang Kawala” will happen to us. But a gwapo and mestizo-chinito on his mid 20’s approached and informed us that it will be fun and safe. I come to know that he was also part of the group upstairs that I reconsider my thought of declining. We left Migs at the area because he was very busy finding hook-ups and the invitation was not up for him.

My plan was to only see the place because it was very intriguing. Anyway, I can find sex everywhere without compromising my security. It was like a pad on the top of a tree. We climb the very stiff and narrow spiral stairs to go up until we reach the doorstep. When the door opens, I saw 2 guys inside almost naked. I went back to my way but the mestizo-gwapo hold me back and assured me it will be fine. We were 5 gay guys inside the private room of Sanctuario located on the 2nd Floor of the place.

When we entered the room, the show began without any signal or something. The action started so quickly that I saw my manhood inside the mouth of mestizo-chinito without asking my permission while my friend John was on the group of 3 bodies turned into one right in front of my very own eyes. Mestizo-Chinito asked me to lie on the bed which I followed that gave me a more relaxing view of the orgy while he was sucking me. Moments later, the oldest of the group came over to us while sniffing a black-colour small vial from time to time which I only saw in porno videos. He motioned his back towards mine but I pushed him slightly and asked for condom. Mestizo-Chinito moved beside John and continues caressing each other while the 3rd man lies beside me. The owner checked his drawer to find condom but only one was available. He wears it on the man beside me because his is bigger. Good thing is the 3rd man was licking my tits nicely while the older guy was on the top of him. Sucking, fucking, and too much of moaning filled up the room until we finally reach our orgasm. We cleaned up and the oldest of the group invited us for dinner on their organic restaurant.

When the sumptuous seafood dinner was served, I found out that the older gay guy on the group was one of the owners. He was very generous, down to earth and entertaining. He showed us his beautiful talking bird doing tricks right after the food. He informed us of his other branch and gave us his business card. Were lucky he said… We had a nice time.

After the dinner, we went to their massage room and get the services. The masseurs were sexy but the massage was not. Maybe if you will show money, they will do what you are expecting from them. But I don’t like the idea of paying for sex even maybe I will become a millionaire. Anyways, the experience on the owners pad is worth the price by far.

I went out from the establishment because I was too exhausted of what happened. Migs and John decided to stay for a final call inside. It was late, I saw the masseurs going out from the place. They were hot and they look like that they have more money than me. Good skin, good clothes and even own a good bike. I walked the streets of Malate and bought chocolate milk in one of the convenience store nearby when my phone rang. It was john telling:

“Saan ka na? Putang ina mo, bumalik ka dito mahohold-up ka dyan!”

And I went back on my way.