My first time--and all true.
There used to be a small dry sauna on the fourth floor of my gym, at the end of a hall beside an office that was seldom used. But it could still get pretty busy. One day there must have been four other guys. I didn't look at any of them closely because I'm pretty shy, I tend to just say hi and look away pretty quick. After five minutes I got up to go the shower, soaped up all over, rinsed down. I don't know why, but when I got back one of the guys definitely noticed me. He got up, came back a few minutes later and stood against the wall to my right instead of sitting down, with one leg raised a bit and his foot flat against the wall. The light was dim and I wasn't looking up or to my right, but he was young, slim, smooth, and toned, probably about 30 (I must have been 33 or 34). Slowly the crowd thinned out. When we were alone he kind of shifted around a bit and slowly worked his way up to a hard-on. His hands were behind his back the whole time. It took a few minutes and was very sexy to watch, even out of the corner or my eye. I did nothing; he stepped out, showered, came back in and positioned himself directly in front of me, less than two feet away. He was still big from his hard-on and in a minute was pointing a new one right at me. By that point I was hard to, and breathing heavy, and wanting to lick and kiss what I was seeing, when....two new guys came into the sauna talking loudly about football or something. I slipped out, showered, and left the gym as quickly as I could, but the experience left me feeling sexually charged for weeks.
So there was no contact in my first experience, but the mind trip was incredible. I had to fall asleep facing the wall most nights because the memory was keeping me awake--and hard. Needless to say, I went back to the sauna at the gym to look for the same guy, but I'd never really looked at his face. This made for a lot of furtive glances, checking guys out and trying to make contact again, which led to some funny situations. One guy followed me around my gym for years. Another started a chat with me and turned out to be very bright, so we'd discuss politics and the like in the sauna whenever we saw each other. He asked me home for lunch one day. He'd never mentioned that he was gay (though I bumped into him and a group of five or six friends--all men--on the fringes of the gay neighborhood in another city a few years later), but I knew he wanted more than conversation and I was too scared to go any further.
Anyway, one day in the sauna there was a short guy, perhaps 5'6", who must have been working out five days a week for ten years. He was built like a swimmer but his face was...well, let's be kind and say he wasn't good looking. Anyway, I glanced, and he glanced, and I glanced, and he glanced, and the typical in-and-out-of-the-sauna-and -showers tag went on for about ten or fifteen minutes. (I should mention that there were other guys around.) Finally he looked straight at me and said "I'm going now". Now, the sauna in this gym had a two-shower stall beside it, but the lockers and the big shower rooms were on the ground floor. So I waited thirty seconds, ducked out, rinsed down, grabbed my towel and took the elevator down. The locker room must have ten benches in it and a hundred lockers, but when I got there it was empty, except for the sound coming from the back showers. I walked in, saw who it was (who else could it have been?), and positioned myself opposite. I must have wasted a lot of water that day, because I lathered up and rinsed off, lathered up and rinsed off, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did, except more glancing. Finally I decided to wash my hair and then turn around to rinse it, leaving my near total hard on front and centre. He turned around too. He was hard, our eyes met; and then he walked over, put his hand around my waist, leaned over and started sucking on my cock. He took as much of me as he could with his first gulp and I instinctively moved in and out of his mouth as he worked on me. After a while he stopped to masturbate both of us, getting faster and faster with his hand until I came. I stammered something about never having done anything like that before (which was true) and we finished our shower while we did three or four other guys came into the change room.