He Was Rubbing His Cock On My Ass in the Sauna

To satisfy my bisexual needs my wife suggested that I become a member, no pun intended, of an upmarket gay sauna. Understandably, I was rather nervous about this partly because I’d never been to one before and was unsure of the protocols and appropriate behavior. But mainly I was nervous about my wife’s reaction and the possible effects on our relationship. Fantasies are by nature and name fantastic but the reality can of course be totally different.

I need not have worried. We picked out what looked like a well run, well organised classy Sauna Club judging by it’s web site. I went along, filled in the forms, paid my fee and was shown into the changing and locker room area. I was given clean, fluffy towels and told that if I required more to just ask at reception.

The locker room was very plush. Spacious lockers, mirrored walls, padded seats and grooming facilities. Condoms were provided at strategic points and the locker room was also equipped with various oil dispensers.

There were four guys already in the locker room. One was getting dressed, about to leave, one was putting on a sheer thong and the other two were standing in front of the mirrors oiling each other all over including their very impressive, very erect cocks.

I undressed very self consciously and went to shower. I returned to the locker room and put on a pair of see through, shorts type panties with pink lace side panels that my wife had bought for me especially. I then walked into the club proper for the first time. My mind was spinning. Will anybody fancy me? How do you approach someone? Will they approach me? Will anything happen at all.

Emerging from the first corridor I came across a huge sauna room to one side and two large Jacuzzi on the other. The Jacuzzi’s were empty and there were only two guys in the sauna. I continued down the corridor and emerged into a coffee bar and lounge area. There were perhaps a dozen guys in here watching TV, drinking coffee and just chatting and chilling. All had towels around their waist. I think I received a few admiring glances. I definitely received a few ‘hello’s’ and smiles.

Another corridor led off to the left and I followed it to the end. This brought me to a darkened room, a sort of communal area with padded stools around the outside. A huge flat-screen TV was on one wall showing some very horny gay porn. Three guys sat on the seats watching the movie and all were quite openly stroking their naked cocks. I couldn’t believe it. This was obviously where the action took place.

I sat on a stool, removed my towel and began to stroke my own cock through my panties. The other guys just stared at me and my cock. And that was the trigger. I was now in full exhibitionist mode. I stood up, my cock straining through my knickers and strolled past the other guys. The first guy stroked my ass as I walked by. I didn’t break step or even look at him. My heart was pounding fit to burst. I carried on in what I hoped was a nonchalant manner to continue my exploring.

The next room also had a large TV showing the same film. The seating was tiered and again padded but I only really noticed this after a few minutes. What really grabbed my attention was the young guy lying on his back feasting on a huge cock that was being fed to him by an older guy while another young guy who looked to be in his early 20’s was pounding his ass with his long thin but very hard cock. I sat on the seats next to them and began to stroke my cock again. The older guy was watching me as he fucked the horny bitches face. Without a word he reached over and grasped my cock hard and began to wank it furiously. God, I was in heaven and I could feel the slut in me creeping ever closer to the surface. I had to stop him as I didn’t want to come so quickly. I still hadn’t finished looking round.

This was a great start to my first visit. My self consciousness had ebbed away to be replaced by my slutty exhibitionist self.

I moved out of that room and as I was leaving the guy who was fucking the young guys ass grabbed me by the wrist and held me there for a moment while he caressed my bottom through my panties. Then he bent over, kissed my bum and then spanked my left cheek once. He smiled and told me to come back later. My cock felt like it was going to burst.

I walked out into the larger room, through a door on my right and into a corridor. On the left hand side of the corridor were a series of rooms each with a small TV a padded bed and supplies of condoms and lubricant. I entered the first one and closed the door. On the back of the door was a small poster detailing the room etiquette. Apparently, if you left the door open it was an invitation for people to watch or join in as you wished. Closing the door meant you wanted some privacy. Becoming more sluttish by the minute, I peeled off my panties, lay down on the bed and began to stroke my cock whilst watching the porn movie. I left the door wide open.

Several studs passed by and paused to watch. I stared them all in the eyes and continued to squeeze my hard cock and heavy balls. One by one they looked, watched for a minute or two, smiled and moved on. Then one guy returned, stood in the doorway staring at my cock and then asked if he could come in. Too right he could.

He jumped on the bed next to me and we started chatting. He was only a young guy, maybe 19 or 20. He had curly black hair, tastefully made up eyes and a completely hairless tanned body. He asked if he could hold my cock so I took his hand and placed it round my throbbing pole and he started to pump it tenderly. I reached out and pulled his towel away revealing a very long very hard but quite thin cock that was also completely hairless. I started stroking his cock in time with his movements on mine. It seemed the most natural thing in the world to lean in towards him and kiss him full on the mouth. He kissed me back passionately and I shifted around so that I could grab his ass.

But then I blew it by trying to blow it. As I moved down and placed my lips around his engorged prick he jumped away from me, apologized profusely, said he wasn’t quite ready and scurried out of the room.

Shit! I was really on the verge of exploding now. I slid off the bed and, totally naked now with my cock bouncing in front of me, carried on down to the door at the other end of the corridor. As soon as I walked through it I stopped in my tracks. This corridor or room was pitch black and I couldn’t see a thing. I stood still until I could orientate myself and then moved sideways to my left until I found a wall. I then did the same thing to my right and was now confident that I was in yet another corridor.

This pissed me off a bit and the throbbing in my cock began to subside. I mean what good is darkened corridor to an exhibitionist slut?