Sauna tales

Thank you to those who answered the poll regarding sauna etiquette. Can't say that I'm surprised by the results.

I don't cotton to men's propositions in the gym. It feels extremely out of line. Like some faggot fantasy I want no part of. But an outside sauna can be a different story. 

The last time I went was a few weeks ago; and it was delicious. The evening's course started with an offering of Cuban head. He was slightly older - but not old - and had a huge dick with a downward curve. Unfortunately the man was too...forward. No sooner had I walked into the changing room than he started in on me; and not with a lingering gaze or beckoning smile but full on hands-on aggressive. Damn, nigga, give a man a chance to undress. I just got here! Too bad, too, because I might have taken that dish.

a young, wiry man was on his belly sucking some old guy's dick

Instead I started with a bit of Asian delicacy -- of which there was ONE; and this solitary Asian boy was young, smooth, and giving me the eye. Having those small rosy lips around my shaft was such a turn-on. Having his hairless, rosy butt cheeks around it was even more so. I did not expect the sex to last long but his tight asshole really, really took me like a champ! We fucked through several positions before he ended up cumming all over my stomach while riding me. Next up was another young delight of unspecified origin. I don't recall who spotted who first but once inside the cabin we tore into each other like playful cubs. His boyish booty was just as hairless and hungry as the previous one. We were going so good and intense I swear the fucking seriously melted into sweaty love-making. We cuddled for a long time afterward, necking and making vague plans to hook-up again.

Then I took a break and, barring the sporadic blowjob, tried to relax with enjoying the porn movie or reclining in the heat of the dry sauna. When I started roaming again I passed by a

public room - the sort made for exhibitionism and gang-bangs (and hopeful cum dumps) - where a young, wiry man was on his belly sucking some old guy's dick. The Spanish cocksucker possessed long limbs like a swimmer and with swimmer's feet. In the faint red glow of the dark space I saw that he was still built like a twink, his butt round and small.



For some reason the geezer was power-tripping, trying to get the other to beg for his dick like a baby bird chirping for food. That's when I slid right in and whipped out my worm. Adios grandpa. I joined him up on the table and stuffed my dick in and out of his mouth. Within minutes there became a ring of spectators looking down on us, their expressions hidden by the dim lighting. We started fucking. I could tell the guy got off on being watched as much as I did. 
He climbed on top and bounced up and down with abandon, glancing at the watchful heads wanting, I sensed, to suck on someone's dick. I let him go at it for a long time then we eased into missionary position and it was my turn to drive the tempo. I fucked him to the table's edge and still none of those perv sissies was bold enough to dangle a dick in his face. If any one had he would have definitely gotten his knob polished, no doubt about it. Oh well. Some guys are just born to sit in the stands. The table was covered in plastic for fast, easy cleaning. For now, it was awash in our body sweat.