Hey guys. I don't post a lot on here but I'm a 21 y/o university student in the UK, bisexual (leaning more to guys I spose) and have a pretty nice dick. I've had enough expirience with guys to know what I'm doing. So in September, I told my group of guy mates my 'situation', and they were all really cool. There's about 8-10 of us that hang out and they all just went 'ok, whatever' when I told them. Nothing's changed at all. One night, we were out in a club and my mate Mike suggested we hit the gay bars in town and pick me up a guy. Cue 10 lads dancing to awful cheesy music and me heading home with a rugby player. Anyway me and said rugby player were walking to a taxi and I saw this little place called 'Cafe 52'. It looked like a normal cafe, but had frosted glass and barred windows. Rugby Player explained it was a gay sauna. Few months later and I was debating whether or not to go. Rugby Player and me got caught by one of his team mates and he had a bit of a midlife crisis, so I don't get to see him so much anymore. I had a whole day off class one Friday and thought fuck it, I'll go. It was cool. I didn't fuck any guys but sucked a couple off. I went at about 3pm so it was an interesting crowd. Some kinda hot guys, most 30's or above, but I got with this guy my age who worked at Tesco. He was a little too effeminite for my liking, but hey. Anyway I went into the steam room and was sitting there staring at the wall. It was full of older men, a few chubby guys, nobody I was interested in. And not a word was said. It was tense, nobody seemed to know what to do, and I began thinking that maybe these older guys, who sit in the steam room and don't talk to anyone just come here to use the facilities. Like, maybe they dont agree with unisex steam rooms or something. So eventually, people are coming in and out, and I see this guy sitting over from me jerking his cock and staring at me. I'd just got back from a week in the maldives, so I was looking pretty golden, and I'd been at the gym so my body was looking kinda toned. He was about 45, pretty tall, not unattractive by any means, and had a massive tool. I'd never seen anything so thick and long and meaty. Most the guys in the room watched this guy watch me. I felt kinda powerful. I just teased him for a bit; I didn't know the protocal for starting conversation, but when I left the steam room, washing myself down at one of the showers, he was right on my tail. Out of the darkened room, his dick looked even bigger. We made small talk and I acted cool, and he talked me into going into a room with him. I loved sucking on his dick, and he clearly enjoyed it too. He wasn't great at giving head himself, but he was really keen to fuck me. I wasn't up for it; that thing would split me in half. He'd be on top of me, kissing me, I'd be on top of him, grinding my little pucker into his dick, it was hot. Anyway we both shot our loads and cleaned up. I'd been there for three hours so I needed to get home. On my way home, though, I started feeling really low. Really cheap. The guy I had just been with seemed more repulsive upon reflection; his big dick didn't seem inviting and I felt a bit sleazy parading around that place. Anyone else felt like this? It shouldn't be an issue of confidence since I've been with guys before, and people know about my situation...but I think I felt a bit guilty, too? Heck I dunno. Would love to hear peoples thoughts.