Detroit, 1998 The so-called screen of the bathhouse movie room is nothing more than a sheet of white canvas hanging from ceiling hooks. Thr...

I tuned into RuPaul’s Drag Race , Monday night, with great anticipation. It’s simultaneously one of the sharpest and silliest programs on te...

I was listening to talk radio this morning as I went about my business. The host was discussing fetishes with his guest for the hour—specifi...

Every time I write one of my bathhouse blog posts I get a rush of emails from men who’ve never ventured before to one of these establishment...

I found a text on my phone, after the Italiano left my room on Saturday, from the Cleveland guy whom I was supposed to meet at the baths. He...

A number of guys spilled out into the hallway from the steam room when I exited. My long-haired man walked about a dozen feet in front of me...

After nearly a week’s hiatus from sex, I decided to take off Friday afternoon and spend it at the local baths. Secretly I was kind of hoping...