FabGuys.com forum: Sauna Stories: Part Four

By *rgeo OP Man
2 weeks ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

It had been a strange, disjointed week. After his visit to the sauna last Wednesday, George had been left feeling in limbo, not sure of the direction he wanted his life to take. He had been so horny at the start of the week that he had driven out to a local beauty spot and had sex with three different men in the space of about an hour. He had only just parked up and walked about 100 metres away from his car when he found two young guys sucking each other off in the bushes. One of them he had seen before, a tall thin lad. The other guy looked like a creature from another planet or a strange species of animal. He was covered in colourful tattoos and had a totally green face. George stood and watched them, getting hard himself. As they walked off, both spent, he touched the tattooed guy on the arm and made a brief friendly contact with him. An older guy was standing nearby and came over to George. The older guy watched as George wanked himself off, sniffing on a little brown bottle. He had been there for about ten minutes. The orgasm was intense and satisfying.

He walked around the familiar cruising circuit, along the roadway to the top car park, back into the bushes and back round a second time. A car was parked up with its door half open. George walked over. A large, slightly hairy man, bare-chested, was masturbating openly. George bent down and helped him. The sand made a slight mark on his green trousers. For these expeditions he always wore green, his camouflage. Eventually the man stood up, now completely naked, and ejaculated on to the ground beneath his feet.

George made another circuit. A few cars came and went, a lorry, a highway maintenance vehicle. They made the bumpy journey up to the top carpark and then either stopped and waited a while or turned round and went off. A silver van appeared and parked up. George walked over. The man inside had his cock protruding from his trousers. The man lowered the window and George was able to reach in. But then another car parked right next to them and the man in the van drove off. George decided to make tracks.

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By *rgeo OP Man
2 weeks ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

That was Monday. By Wednesday he was more than ready for his weekly trip to the sauna. He was fired up by conversations he’d been having with two or three men online. Appointments had been made which then fell through. But George was glad. He felt at home in the sauna and realised he was not really bothered about meeting men in their own homes. It would have to be a special kind of man to tempt him. There was just one lad who really fit the bill and George hoped they would be able to meet up soon. They’d even made a plan to meet that Wednesday evening but it had fallen through at the last minute. So in the meantime there was the sauna.

He had the radio on as he drove up. There was a slight traffic delay due to the rush hour. As he approached the sauna and turned into the carpark, the Artie Shaw orchestra was playing the song Any Old Time, with Billie Holiday singing. He had two hours only and was determined to make the most of it.

Today he went immediately to the dark room in the cellar. It was empty. As he waited alone a couple of other guys came in but neither of them were interested, either in George or in each other. He wandered around, visiting each of the three cinemas in turn. The place was very busy but no-one seemed settled enough to be attracted by a man in his late sixties. It was a young crowd, many of them had just arrived from work. It was not really the favourite time for George. Most of the older guys had already gone home by now and those men who liked older men appeared to have left with them.

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By *rgeo OP Man
2 weeks ago

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However, the tide began to turn pretty quickly. It only needs one or two out of the seventy or so who were there to make a big difference. As he was standing next to a man lying down in the dark spot around the corner from the glory holes, a young Asian man came in. It was the same young man who had been attracted to George on his second visit to the sauna a few weeks back. They kissed and embraced and started to play with one another in the corridor. But then the young man beckoned to George to follow him into one of the gloryhole cubicles. They both entered the first one available and the young man locked the door. For five minutes or so they kissed and fondled and sucked one another, engaging in some nipple play. The young man was smooth and shaven-headed, slightly shorter than George. He wore a thin gold chain around his neck. His eyes sparkled with mischief as they had in the previous week. This was better, thought George. Eventually, the young man got distracted by a mouth at the glory hole and after massaging his neck and shoulders George left. These kinds of moments are what George relished about the sauna visits. Everything was in flux. Men moving from one man to another with casual delight.

George was ready for a quick steam, a shower and the jacuzzi. He sat down next to a guy about his own age who reached down and played gently with George’s cock. They sat there together for about fifteen minutes, George enjoying the gentle stimulation. A handsome bearded guy opposite kept staring at George and George stared back. Their eyes kept meeting. But the guy seemed like one of the very nervous types, unable yet to jump into the fun of it. After a while, the older guy got up and left and George moved to sit next to the bearded guy. The lad stayed sitting next to him but when George reached behind him to lay down his spectacles, the lad flinched as George touched his arm.

In the small cinema showing the kinky gay porn, a familiar face immediately beckoned to George to come over and join in the fun he was having with two other men. It was the man George thought of as the scally lad, a fit young smooth guy with tattoos and smoker’s breath, a real hot turn-on for George. His kisses drove George wild and it seemed he was able to last for hours. He was a proper fuck machine. A few other people wandered in and out to watch them, some of them joining in. After about ten minutes, George made an excuse and said he would be straight back. He wanted to enjoy the scally lad with a bottle of aromas in his hand. He quickly walked to where he had left his bottle and then walked back to rejoin the party. By now the scally lad was fucking an older guy and once again George was able to kiss him as he fucked someone else. He asked George to lubricate his cock and also the hole of the man he was fucking. It was a fantastic ride, especially as the aromas kicked in.

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By *rgeo OP Man
2 weeks ago

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Another young Asian guy, someone George had never seen before, joined them for a while. Then he turned to George and asked him to follow him to a private cubicle. George went with him and lay down on his front. The guy put on a condom and fucked George with his large cock, much bigger than the cock George had had inside me the week before. It felt so good inside him. He was glad that he had once again brought the aromas and decided finally that they were helpful to have with him. The door of the cubicle was open and a couple of guys were watching them, but no-one joined in.

George ended his evening by returning to the kinky porn cinema - a lad was tied up and getting abused by a group of three men - and joined in once more with the scally lad. This time it was the turn of the lad himself to get fucked, by a new chap with glasses. As he was getting fucked, the scally was sucking on the cock of an older guy seated on the bench in front of him. George got down underneath them all and sucked on the scally lad’s cock.

Finally, George stood next to the lad, took a deep sniff of aromas, and grunted loudly as they kissed. Deep passionate dirty desperate kisses. Nothing romantic about it really. But oh so hot. Then he stood back as the lad wanked his cock and he came across the floor.

As he drove out of the carpark, the radio was playing the tune Moonglow, by the Benny Goodman orchestra. George felt satisfied and blessed. The sunset ahead of him in the west promised a glorious day ahead.

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By *rgeo OP Man
2 weeks ago

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The following day, with an errand to do in another town, George spent a couple of hours in a different sauna, one he had not been into for about fifteen or twenty years. It was a smaller place, on three floors, but with some good facilities and very clean. On the first floor, among the corridors, he found a tall, muscular man leaning against a wall, exposing his erection. George knelt down and sucked at the firm, juicy cock, relishing the excitement of being able to pleasure a strong, good-looking man while at the same time gaining the familiar comfort from the feel of the thing in his mouth.

Later, in the jacuzzi on the ground floor, he sat next to a friendly guy about ten years younger than him. They began a long session of love-making in the water. Then they both went down into the basement and found an empty bed. George lay back as fingers opened his anus and pushed inside him. He groaned thankfully. As they played with one another, more men came to join them. One of these other men, a thin, smooth-skinned chap, had a massive penis, so big that everyone would comment on it, praise it. They played with it, sucked it together and finally it ended up inside George’s friend. George lay next to him and kissed him as he got fucked.

George wandered back upstairs and found a short, stocky, Muslim guy of about 35 in the sling room. He was wearing a black hood over his face. Slowly and gently George worked his fingers inside the man until eventually he had managed to get his whole fist inside. He worked away on him as the man moaned with satisfaction. Other men appeared at the doorway and joined them. Soon the man in the sling was being stroked, licked and teased by two others while George continued his fisting. The man in the sling would turn his face to the left to take a cock in his mouth and then turn to the right to take another.

With very little time left, George sat in the large cinema screen and wanked himself off as the screen showed a guy getting several loads of spunk across his handsome face. George took a last breath of aromas just before he came. The essence of sex filled his body and mind. Only his cock existed, nothing else. It swelled, throbbing, and shot out a glob of cum on to his stomach. He lay back contentedly. The other men nearby watched and smiled.

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