My name is Ben. I'm 30 years old. Slim build, not much in the way of abs or muscles but I try and keep trim by running. I have brown hair that I keep neat with a short buzzcut. My work takes me all over the UK and Ireland and I've had the opportunity to visit many gay saunas. These stories are fictional but inspired by real events that I experienced.
I was staying with my friend in the UK, she lived in a quiet village so needless to say there wasn't much action. She told me she was going to visit her dad and invited me to come. I declined and said I'd get the bus to the nearest town and spend the day browsing the shops.
But that was just my cover story. In reality I was going to try the bathhouse in town. I'd never been to one before and as I was away from home, with nothing else to do, and if I'm being honest, very horny, this seemed like the perfect opportunity. I'd read about it online. It looked to be on the smaller side but had most of the facilities you'd expect. I knew where it was and how to get there, it was about a ten minute walk from the bus station.
However when I arrived, my nerves failed me a bit and I couldn't go in. I saw a bus shelter across the street and so I sat there, pretending to wait for a bus but really just watching the entrance.
For almost ten minutes, nothing happened. It was a weekday afternoon so probably not a peak time for the sauna. I had almost talked myself into walking away. Then the door opened and a guy walked out. Normal looking guy, looked like he could be leaving his house or work. I don't know what I was expecting. Over the next 20 minutes, a small number of guys came and went. It was all so normal looking. Feeling slightly reassured but still very nervous I headed for the door and hit the buzzer.
The door clicked open slightly, I pushed it and was inside. A young guy in his mid 20's was on the reception desk. I paid my fee and he handed me a towel. He pointed over his left shoulder.
"Locker room is that way, then everything else is through the door in the back."
I headed into the locker room. There were two rows of lockers along each wall and a couple of benches in the middle. A room off to the side has showers and there was a door at the back of the room. There was no one in the room. I felt a bit relieved as, despite what I was here for, I suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable stripping off in front of anyone. I changed in record time, wrapped the towel around my waist, shoved my clothes into a locker. I fastened the keyholder around my wrist and went through the door.
On the other side was a small open plan room with a divider down the middle. There was a jacuzzi beside the locker room door, it looked big enough to hold about six people. There was no one in it and it wasn't bubbling. It didn't look very appealing. On the other side of the divider was a TV showing porn, and a couple of benches along the wall. There was no sound coming from the TV but there was a low beat from music coming from speakers in the corner. There was no one here either. At the other end of the room was a set of stairs going up. I headed over to them.
Upstairs was a single corridor, there were a couple of glass doors on the left, and a single door frame to the right. Plastic strips hung from the frame and there was nothing but darkness beyond. Another door at the end had a sign on it saying "Smoking Area". I looked in the first glass door, it was a dry sauna. There was one man inside sitting in the corner, he had his eyes closed and looked to be relaxing. I moved onto the second door. This was a steam room, again there was a single guy inside. He glanced up when he saw me at the door but looked away when we made eye contact.
I moved to the room on the opposite site, and peeked in. It was pitch black inside and I couldn't see anything. Despite that it was clear there were a number of men in the room. I could sense their presence and there was a strong, musty smell from the room. There was also a smell of sex from the room. I stepped inside.
I stood just inside the door for a minute leaning against the wall. I was allowing my eyes time to adjust to the darkness. After a minute or so I had an idea of what the room was like. A bench rang along the back and side walls of the room. There were about five men sitting in the room along the benches. This is where the action was. At least two of the men were doing something in the corner opposite the door. I moved to the side wall where I could sense if not completely see a space in the middle of the bench and sat down.
As I relaxed into my new space, I tried to figure out what was happening in the other corner, there was some motion, I could hear a key jangling and a low moaning. I could also feel a faint vibration through the bench. I felt myself start to harden just at the thought of what was going on in this room even if I couldn't see it.
I felt something brush against my knee. I looked down, there was a hand lightly caressing me. The hand belonged to the guy sitting to my right. He was looking in my direction. It was still quite dark in the room but I could make out some of his features. He looked to be in his 50s with thin, greying hair, he was slim, had a pale chest with tufts of white hair dotted all over.
Continuing to look at me he moved his hand slowly up my leg, reaching across to touch my inner thigh. I didn't move, I was barely breathing. Finally I felt his fingers brush up against my balls. He began to move his fingers slowly over my balls. I let out a long exhale, this felt amazing My dick was rock hard now. He continued to move his fingers in a gentle motion, then he withdrew his hand. He pulled the towel from my lap, grabbed hold of my dick and gave it a firm squeeze.
I gasped and recoiled slightly. I was suddenly aware of the fact that I was completely naked in this room of strangers. I glanced around. From what I could tell no one was paying any attention to us. I looked at the man again. He gave me a small smile.
"Sorry" he said, "My hand is probably a bit cold".
"That's ok" I replied. His hand wasn't cold, it felt really good. He had started to move his hand up and down the shaft of my dick, gently pulling my foreskin down and then pushing it back up again, a little puddle of precum forming every time he did.
His motion was so gentle that it helped me to relax a bit more and I decided to make a move myself. Mirroring my new companions' actions from earlier, I reached my arm across and put my hand on his leg, I pulled on the towel from around his waist and then he too was naked. His dick was lying across his balls, not hard yet but not soft either. His pubic hair was also thin and greying. I grabbed in with my hand and began to jerk it.
We remained like that for a minute, he smoothly moved his fingers over my dick and I just kind of jerking him. Once he was fully hard, he took hold of my hand with his free hand and motioned to me to slow down, matching my rhythm to his.
"There's no hurry" he said. He looked straight into my eyes and as we continued to play with each others dicks he leaned over and kissed me on the lips.
I felt his tongue lightly brush over my lips and I gently moved mine to meet it, we continued to kiss and stroke each other. I was aware of some movement in the room near me. I broke the kiss and moved my hand back. Someone had come into the room and was standing directly in front of us.
I was fairly sure it was the guy I had seen earlier in the dry sauna. Now that he was standing in front of me I could get a better look at him. He seemed to be in his 40's, quite tanned and muscular. He had a tattoo on his left lower stomach, two intertwining lines that went down his stomach to his hip and disappeared out of sight under his towel.
"Hey" he said. Not to me but to my new friend.
"How are you?" My friend nodded back to him. Clearly these two knew each other.
"Fancy some company?" The tattooed guy was rubbing the front of his towel, where a sizable bulge was forming.
"Sure". With a flick of his wrist he pulled his towel off, allowing his hard dick to fall forward. It was easily 9 inches, uncut and throbbing slightly. His tattoo continued down his thigh stopping halfway to his knee. Taking the shaft of his dick in his hand he stepped forward and aimed it at the older guy's mouth. He opened willingly.
As he sucked on the tattooed guy dick he also continued to play with mine, still massaging it up and down, with a stronger rhythm. I took hold of his dick again and matched his rhythm. He was an expert cocksucker as he easily deepthroated the tattooed guys dick. He grabbed hold of the older guy's head in his hands and began to thrust in and out of his mouth.
After a couple of minutes of this, the tattooed guy looked down at me and winked.
"You want a taste?" He asked. I nodded. He released the older guy and pulled his dick out. He took a sidestep to stand in front of me, and then held his dick up. I leaned forward and opened my mouth. I thought I'd start out by licking the tip but he had other plans. He shoved his dick in, grabbed hold of my head and started face fucking me. His dick shot straight into the back of my throat. I wasn't prepared for it and my instinct was to gag or cough. I was able to suppress it and instead focused on the sensations flooding my mouth. His dick tasted of precum and I could also get the saliva from the other guy's mouth who had been sucking on him a couple of minutes ago. I started to move my tongue along the base of his shaft as he dove in and out of my mouth.
The older guy had stood up now beside the tattooed guy and they began to kiss. I could see their tongues darting into each other's mouths. The tattooed guy let go of my head and moved his hands over to the other guy. His thrusts into my mouth got less intense as his attention was split between the two of us. His hands went down the older guy, with one he grabbed his dick and began to jerk it with quick strokes, the other went down his back to his ass, I couldn't see what he doing but the older guy was into it, his body stiffened and he began to make low moaning noises. I grabbed hold of my own dick and squeezed it. I was so turned on by this threesome, I could feel my precum running down my fingers. The tattooed guy pulled out of my mouth.
"Stand up there," he said to me. I was so horny now I would have done anything he said. He had something in mind and I was curious to see what it was.
I stood up on the bench. The tattooed guy held the older guy by the shoulders and maneuvered him to stand in front of me. My dick was right in front of him. He braced himself against the wall with his arms and started to suck it. The tattooed guy spat in his hand, he moved behind the older guy and with his foot, gently spread the older guy's legs. Then he coated his dick with the saliva on his hand, positioned the head of his dick between the older guy's ass and pushed forward into him.
I heard and also felt the older man moan around my dick as he took the tattooed guys dick up his ass.
"Fuck, Jack" he said, releasing my dick for a minute. "I forgot how big you are".
"I can stop if you need a minute, mate" replied Jack, the tattooed guy.
"No, go for it" Jack didn't need any more encouragement, he put his hands back on the older guys shoulders and began to thrust in and out. This had the knock on effect of bobbing his head on my dick. I could feel the pressure starting to build inside my balls.
I looked around the room from my higher vantage point. It now looks like all the other men in the room were gathered around us, dicks in hand stroking away as they watched our threesome. I'd never thought I'd take part in such an exhibition, it was such a turn on.
"I'm going to cum". I warned the guy in case he wanted to stop. However he responded by grabbing hold of my ass with his hands and pulling my dick deeper into his mouth.
I let out a long satisfying moan as my orgasm hit and I shot spurt after spurt of cum into the older guy's mouth. My legs started to get weak due to the sensation, it felt so good. I started to lower myself down off the bench, I needed to sit for a bit and recover.
But once I was back to eye level with the older guy he surprised me once again. He held my head in his hands and leaned in to kiss me. It was more like he banged heads into mine as he was still being fucked, my head banged off the stone wall but not enough to really hurt. He stuck his tongue in my mouth. His mouth was full of my cum. He swirled it around inside my mouth with his tongue. I took a second to get used to the sensation of the salty liquid, then I kissed him back, teasing his tongue with my own and swapping the cum between us.
As I did, I reached down and grabbed his dick and began to stroke him once more. He broke our kiss "Thanks, but I don't want to cum just yet" he said. Instead I started rubbing the tip of his dick with my fingers until I had gathered as much of his precum as I could. I put my fingers to my mouth and licked them, mixing his precum with my own in my mouth. I then went in for one more kiss. We swapped the mixed cum between our mouths for another few seconds.
"Thanks" I said as I gathered up my towel. I looked to Jack, meaning to thank him as well. He was still pounding on the olders guy's ass and now that I have moved, he was gesturing to one of the other guys to take my place. Smiling to myself I fixed the towel around my waist and headed for the showers. It had been a good first time at the bathhouse.