In bed on this California cold morning (so like high 40’s/low 50”s) I thought about The Hot Tubs in Berkeley on University Ave. You could go there and rent a room with a hot tub to soak and relax. I went there so many times when I lived in San Francisco. There was one closer in San Francisco on Van Ness that I went to once. But parking was always a bitch to find, so I usually ended up in Berkeley.

So you would pay and get your towel and key to the room. The room had a shower, a small dry sauna, a radio on the wall, a bed, and the hot jacuzzi. Just getting into the jacuzzi and letting the hot water surround my body and take all of the aches and pains away was heaven.

Trying to remember how I even discovered it. Think that I had been wanting to take a bath. Being 6’1”, I really don’t fit in normal sized tubs. Although the tub in my dorm room was actually long enough for me to stretch out almost completely. I remember taking a two hour shower/bath in the dark one time after failing a test or project or something. But normally I’m scrunched in the tub, never really comfortable, always with some part of my body not in the water.

While it was nice to go there alone, I also would bring FB and FWB to it to have some fun. We could have gone to Steamworks down the street. But Steamworks is dark, busy, the music blasting and you’re competing with other guys to get off. And that’s fine, I’ve gone with my FWB many a time to cruise together or separately. I (mostly) don’t mind just sitting in there jacuzzi watching the various men of different shapes and sizes walk by.

But sometimes I just wanted something a little less chaotic you know. Just to focus on who I was with (or myself). Getting into the room, stripping our clothes off, taking turns at the shower with its low pressure stream, and then sliding into the pipping hot jacuzzi. We would spend a minute letting our bodies get used to the temperature of the water. And then the kissing would begin, and one hand would start the journey down the other’s body to reach and stroke their hard penis. One of us would get out and sit on the edge and let the other wrap their mouths around the heads of our dick, swelling and pulsing with excitement. Or playfully teasing the others asshole, Eventually we would leave the jacuzzi and goto the bed, our bodies having absorbed enough heat to keep us warm to 69 each other, then fuck each other, finally inserting our cocks into the others assholes taking turns fucking each other until the cum ejaculates in or on our bodies. We would rest in each other’s arms until we were cool enough to shower and jump back into the tub.

The Hot Tubs have been closed for a while now, I feel like even before Covid. I’m sure it was not cheap running a business like this in the Bay Area. Can’t imagine what the water usage and bill come out to be. And there are a few places hidden around the bay that have private hot tubs (Daly City, Pleasant Hill, Fairfax). But none of them have the same vibe that The Hot Tubs did.