The Sauna

I walked out of the Locker room, hoping to catch up with the man who’d got me so close to cumming, but he was nowhere to be seen. I did, however, notice a sign on the wall saying ‘Please shower before using any of our facilities.’ I looked to the showers which were now empty; the two men from earlier having apparently moved elsewhere. I looked around awkwardly, but no one was around, so I whipped off my towel and hung it on one of the pegs on the wall. I stepped into the showers and twisted a nob on the wall to start the flow down onto my chest.

I stood there for a few minutes with my eyes closed as the water ran down my chest, over and off my now semi erect cock. I sighed, thinking about the touch of the man in the locker room. Almost without noticing, my hand moved to my cock and started rubbing it gently, feeling it get harder. I heard someone clear their throat behind me, and I turned around in shock. Leaning against the wall was a man a few years older than me with shoulder length brown hair done up loosely behind him. He was completely naked, without even a towel to cover him and I could help but check out his body; his chest, stomach and cock were completely smooth shaven, and he had two puppy paw print tattoos where the bulk of his hair should have been. He wasn’t erect, but that didn’t stop his cock from looking quite big regardless.

He noticed me checking him out and smirked, taking this as an invitation to step forwards and join me under the stream of the shower. “Y’know,” he said smoothly as he took my cock in one hand. “The whole point of coming here is that you don’t have to do that yourself.” He started to slowly tug on my cock while raising his other hand and placing it softly on my face, rubbing his thumb along my lower lip. I felt myself get fully hard once again in his hand, at which point he let go and both hands travelled around me, each one softly grabbing each ass cheek. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips as his hands rubbed and groped my ass. I put my hands on his chest, not as a stopping motion, but it seemed natural to rest them there. His cock became hard and as I expected, grew to what was at least eight inches. Our cocks rubbed together between us as we stood there under the showers.

His kiss wasn’t anywhere near as forceful as the other mans. It was much softer and compassionate. He bit softly on my lip and pulled, then sucked it softly. I’m not sure how long we stayed there, but I heard several people going in and out of the room as we did. Some quickly using the showers and others just standing there and watching us. After a while, and despite my best efforts, he pulled away from me. I unintentionally let out a little whimper as he did so, to which he laughed softly. “Cute.” He placed one last kiss on my lips. “But the owners get pissed if people don’t shower properly, so let’s get you done right.” I nodded, slightly confused. “If you wanted...” He sounded almost a little nervous now. “I could do it for you? I mean, I love washing other guys... It’s a bit of a fetish for me, just being able to rub my hands all over a guy and feel all of him. What d’ya say?” I just nodded again. It seemed odd, but if it stopped him from leaving, I was more than happy to let him do whatever he wished.

He smiled and looked excited. “Alright, cool!” He went to a bottle of shower gel on a nearby shelf and squirted some into his hands, rubbing them together. “Just lean back against the wall and relax, okay?” I did so, and he placed his soapy hands on my chest, starting to rub in circular motions, allowing the soap to foam fully. I tried to catch his eye, but he seemed so focused on his task that he didn’t notice, so I just closed my eyes and relaxed as he continued to rub my chest and shoulders. He worked his way down to my stomach and as his hands brushed over my sides he tickled me slightly, I couldn’t help but laugh. I opened my eyes, this time making eye contact. He had a big, cheeky smile on his face as his hands moved down to my hips. He stopped to apply more gel to his hands before he got down on his knees and started rubbing soap into my thighs.

I looked down at him to see him smirk, just before he licked the tip of my still hard dick, then took the tip into his mouth and sucked gently before letting go. I gasped and closed my eyes for a second, smiling. His hands moved back up my thighs and he rubbed foam into the spot above my dick, before one hand travelled down and took hold of my balls, rubbing them softly between his fingers. I looked down at him again and we kept eye contact as he once again took the head of my cock in his mouth, sucking, licking and stroking his tongue along with amazing skill. I wanted to close my eyes and moan in ecstasy, but at the same time, I didn’t want to break eye contact with him. His soapy hands moved up to the base of my cock and took hold as he let go with his mouth. He stood up as he pumped my cock, covering it in soap before letting go. “Don’t want you cumming yet.” He smirked and made me wonder if that would be a recurring theme of the evening. “Turn around so I can do your back.”

I turned around and put my hands against the wall, leaning against it. I felt his hands on my shoulders first, his fingers moving in an extremely relaxing fashion. The hands moved along the top of my shoulders to my neck and his thumbs rubbed in circles either side of my spine as his fingers went part way round and wiggled against my skin. After a minute or so, his hands travelled down my spine, taking their time and brushing over every inch of my back till they reached the bottom. He apparently delighted in making me wait, laughing as he took as much time as he could to finally reach my ass, but finally his hands moved down and each one grabbed one cheek, groping softly. I felt him kneel down once again and as his hands spread my cheeks, I felt his tongue run very softly down my crack and reach my hole, hands fully pulling my cheeks apart to give him access. I spread my legs to make it even easier for him.

This was completely new to me. I’d never had anything go near my ass asides from a cock rubbing against it like in the locker room. Feeling his soft, wet tongue probing right against my hole was new and worrying, but at the same time felt so unimaginably good. I let out a moan of enjoyment as he licked and pushed against my hole with his tongue. However he once again decided to torture me; after a few more probes, he stopped and stood up again.

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me back under the full stream of the shower, rinsing off the soap suds. We stood there like that for a few minutes as he kissed my neck repeatedly. I wondered how many people had seen us there under the showers. How many people had been using the showers while we were there? It was so exciting to think about all the horny guys in this place. It felt so liberating to be so free to do as I wished after spending my entire teen years in a little town with no one but a few old gay men to play with.

After a few minutes, the brown haired boy let me go and stepped out of the showers. I followed him out and went to retrieve my towel, but he put his hand in my way. “You’ve never been here, right?” I shook my head. “So you’ve never been in the steam room before?” I shook again, and he smiled. “Awesome.” He said, and nodded to the far end of the shower room, were the wall was made mostly out of thick, frosted glass blocks, asides from a door permitting entry to the next room. “Feel free to follow me in, if you want. It’s amazing.” He walked towards the door and went in, allowing a bit of steam to escape as he did. Without hesitating, I followed him in.