OK! OK! I know that stories about Saunas are old hat but I always
promise to tell the truth about what is a fantasy and what is a
true story. This is a TRUE one and I can't help that it took place
in a sauna.
It is the legacy of being Bi that you take advantage of opportunities
where they arise! Unfortunately that does not always involve a uniform
or an Adonis that erupts into your life with no warning.
This experience took place in the Executive Gym at the Hilton Hotel
in Brisbane Australia (my home town). I was a member there as it
was a block from my office when I still lived in Australia. It catered
to the business community and I have always enjoyed seeing some
young spunk peel his way out of an expensive suit and taking off
a tie can be a very sensual act.
To be frank, it has always been my bug bear at gyms, when they are
crowded, that you can't access the equipment that you need, so in
all truth, I use to go at 11.00 before the lunchtime rush and it
permitted me to be showering and changing just as all the guys were
This gym had a large open work-out area and you had to walk down
a passage into another area where the cold plunge pool and jacuzzi
were. Off that room was a Dry Sauna and a Steam Sauna. I always
used the Steam sauna.
I had completed 2 circuits and had the place entirely to myself
so I had one of those workouts that left you feeling tingly and
tight muscled. I felt brilliant and just needed some steam to loosen
up my muscles before I went back to the office.
This was a conservative gym and it was a rule that you had to wear
swimming trunks in the sauna. I wandered down to the plunge pool
and jumped into the frigid water which took my breath away but it
was great to cool down before hitting the steam. the place was unusually
quiet and probably because it was a Friday, many of the guys had
probably decided not to come.
I walked into the steam room that was filled with rolling clouds
of steam and a great energy sapping temperature. I lay down on the
tiled bench just inside the door so that I could check out anyone
that came in. Obviously I couldn't wear my glasses in there so I
needed to be near the light at the door to get a good look at the
loads in the swimming trunks. I lay there glorying in the feel of
it all and luxuriating in that horny feeling that a workout gives
you. I was rubbing my cock through the thin material - not too jerk
off but just to enjoy that sensation of having a cock and there
is no greater feeling. The heat was cleansing my mind as much as
my pores and my cock had thickened by about a third so I left it
alone. Just at that point I heard this voice from behind me say
"You look as though you're enjoying the heat!"
I jumped as I had not even seen anyone else in here when I came
in - as much because I had not expected anyone and he was sitting
in the gloomiest part of the rear corner.
I sat upright and said, lamely "I thought that I had the place
He answered "I could tell".
As I peered into the steam I saw a figure rise from the highest
bench at the back and walk across into the light. He wasn't tall
- maybe 5'7" but as I was sitting he still rose above me. He
was olive skinned and had a totally shaven head except for a black
goatee beard. His body was hairless and slim but muscled in that
functional rather than exhibitionist sort of way. I was to find
out later that he was a dancer with the State Ballet company. His
body glistened from his sweat and drops ran down his hard chest
and across his flat stomach as I watched him approach with his hand
outstretched. He had a firm handshake and I could tell by his voice
that he was probably gay.
Normally I only go with Bi - preferably married men - but I was
immensely aroused by this sight in the swirling mist. My taste runs
to chest hair and I have never much liked shaven heads. This guy
broke all my rules but as I sat there I was level with an awesome
crotch lump in black tight swimmers.
He said "I'm not a member here but got in on visitor's privileges.
It's a good gym but it sure has a lot of rules".
I mumbled something lame about making it fair for all as it wasn't
a big place - and I racked my brain to find something sexy or suggestive
He asked "Would it worry you if I took my swimmers off as I
feel like I'm showering fully dressed."
I responded "It's no problem for me but the Manager won't like
"That's my problem" he answered. He peeled them down over
his hips with his back to me and I watched these firm orbs of buttock
appear at eye level. They were white and showed his tan line and
moved like to firm balls rubbing against each other as he lifted
first one leg and then the other.
"That feels better" he said as he turned to face me. The
cock was everything that I had hoped for. Even slack it must have
been 7" and uncut with a long luscious wrapping of skin encasing
a head of formidable thickness. I couldn't see his balls inside
the thick bush of black hair but the extent to which his cock was
pushed forward was enough to tell me how large they must be.
"Why don't you join me and take your trunks off?" I didn't
have the nerve as my cock had jumped into an immediate erections
and I would have dies a thousand deaths to have another member walk
in with me sporting a massive hard on while this heavily endowed
- and clearly gay - guy walked around in front of me.
He stood there about two feet from me and talked about the heat
and how it made him feel. He ran his hand across his naked scalp
and down across his chest, lower stomach and down the length of
his cock until a stream of sweat ran off the end of that skin and
onto the tiles. I was speechless but my stare clearly told him that
I was mesmerized and my hand was squeezing my cock and balls and
aching to liberate them as he had.
He said to me "Are you cut? I find that I even sweat under
my skin and it makes my knob really wet." At which point he
slipped his foreskin back to reveal a swollen pink knob which he
wiped with one hand while he gripped the stalk with the other.
This was too much for me. I stood up from the bench and my own cock
tented the front of my swimmers and left no doubt to my interest.
"You are just too HOT and need to cool off. Come out for a
plunge". I jumped into that cold water which removed the worst
of my hard-on. I couldn't work out what to do without taking too
much risk. This guy was only here as a visitor but I had clients
and friends that belonged to the club.
He passed the plunge pool and said "The hot water in the jacuzzi
is more to my taste."
I joined him in the warm bubbling water and we sat side by side
under the froth. I felt his hand on my crotch under the water and
I reciprocated only to find that he had removed his swimmers again.
His cock was massive and I moved my hand back and forth along the
shaft under I could grip it behind the ridge of his knob. His hand
was inside my trunks and had returned me to full staff. My cock
came out of the leg and he was pulling at it furiously. My hand
nestled his balls between his legs and I was crazy and reckless
"Let's go back to the steam room I said". He was back
in there only seconds behind me and hadn't even bothered to put
his swimmers back on. His cock was pink and brown and pushed out
from his bush of black hair with an angry arrogance. I sat on the
bench and immediately pulled him toward me with a hand on each hip.
I am good at oral and pride myself that I have given good head to
a lot of guys but I couldn't get any more than half his length and
thickness into my mouth. I gripped his cock with my fist and sucked
on that big knob for all I was worth while my other hand pumped
his balls and squeezed them tightly until I thought that it would
have to hurt him. He was holding my head and pivoting his hips in
a swift pumping motion that pistoned his cock in-and-out of my lips.
He was thrusting so hard against me that my fist kept hitting against
my face and I didn't dare to try to take his full length and thickness.
He was making continuous guttural, grunting noises with his head
back and his spine arched.
he stopped and pulled me to my feet. My own cock was jutting from
the waistband of my swimming trunks and my breath was coming in
gasps. He lead me quickly toward the rear corner of the sauna where
he had been originally sitting and quickly drew my swimmers down
around my feet and three them to the side. He grasped my cock and
pushed it between his thighs while he kissed me deeply and wrapped
an arm tightly around my shoulders. My cock slid back and forth
between his balls and his thigh and his tongue fucked my mouth while
my cock fucked his sweat slick groin. He laid me back on the tiled
bench in the semi-dark - still kissing me and his hands roamed mu
hairy chest and linched my nipples. He lay full length on top of
me. Our bodies were so sweaty that he slipped across my hairy body
- his own hairless one moving back and forth. I could feel the hardness
of his erection pushing at me as he slipped and moved.
a raging instinct for me to lift my legs and wrap them around his
waist but I knew that I could never take him up my ass even though
the temptation to try was overpowering.
Our two cocks were rubbing
their full length against each other and I could feel the rim of
his cock head as it moved across my stomach. Still kissing him -
one part of my mind screaming "Are you fucking crazy! Someone
will catch you!" another part seducing me with "Can I
try to let him fuck me??" "Will he let me fuck HIM?"
He reared up vertically above me with one knee each side of my hips
on the bench. He held my cock under him and lowered his sweaty slick
butthole down until he was flat against my lower belly. I had entered
him easily and felt his ass muscle tightly gripping my cock. He
was gripping his shaft with both hands as he moved up and down and
I saw the shiny skin of my cock enter and leave his bodu between
his outstretched legs. He was lost into the sensation and I ran
my hands up and down his body and craddled his balls hanging between
He started pumping faster and more hungrily. One hand linching his
nipple while the other pumped at his cock. Long sliding motions
from base to head and back. His eyes closed and soft shuddering
noises from his throat. I watched him and marvelled at the rapport
that he displayed while I felt my own loss of control take over
and the gripping of his butt made me shoot a load that must have
flooded his stomach and filled his chest with warmth. He blew at
that same moment and I felt his hot juice splash my face and chest.
He continued to drain both my own and his cock as he slowed both
hand and hips.
We could not afford any lingering embrace and quickly stood and
wiped sweat and cum from our bodies on to the tiled floor. All that
I could think is "What time is it? Will the luch crowd have
arrived?". We pulled our trunks over flaccid cocks and moved
quickly to the showers.
As we entered the dressing room there were about 5 guys - one of
which I knew - changing into their gym clothes.
"Have you been in the sauna Mark?"
"Uhh! Yeah, why?"
"Well you've obviously had it too hot. I have never seen you
look so flushed. Your whole body is red as a beet. You should take
it easy, man."
We talked about meaningless business things while I tried to catch
the eye of the guy from the sauna who was on his way to the shower.
He was in and out of the shower before I could disengage from my
friend and changed quickly into loose sweats. He came up to me and
shook hands - pressing a small piece of paper into my hand.
"It was nice to talk to you, and I hope to catch up with you
My friend looked at me quizzically and when the guy had left he
said "Better watch that one Mark, he sounded like a total faggot."
I simply replied "Just a visitor that I made brief contact
with, I don't even know his name."
I read the hastily written note after the guys had gone out into
the gym and saw that his nbame was Benjamin and the phone number
for the Ballet School at the Performing Arts.
I never phoned him - can you believe it - and I never saw him again.
In the hornier moments I sometimes regret that it had not been more
but I have always had a private rule that I only ever have repeated
contacts - a relationship if you like - with married guys.
It is unfair to a gay guy to try and understand the conflicts and
priorities that we have and I didn't need complications. I was never
able to use that sauna again without visualising what we must have
looked like - rutting in the semi-dark and swirling mist like a
couple of animals. The noises that we made and the sweat and other
juices that slicked our bodies when we were finished.
Man, that was one fuck that goes down in my list of the immortals.
I miss the raging lust and intense mind numbing surrender to your
physical sensations that this sort of sex gives you. It has been
so long since I have been equally overpowered and lost control to
the extent that I abandoned all caution - but sometimes it is worth
it and I wish any of you who read this an equal opportunity one
If it happens take it and drink like a man dying of thirst cause
it is a memory - like mine - that will never leave you.