FabGuys.com forum: Sauna Stories: Part Five

By *rgeo OP Man
2 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

Fluid. Flowing. Not solid but more like a liquid or a gas. That was the way George summed up his fifth visit to the sauna. By now he was bumping into men he recognised as friendly acquaintances, men he could happily spend ten or fifteen minutes with and who were happy to spend the time with him. The first was in the first room he entered, the large cinema. A familiar face, a smile, then sitting side by side, exploring each other, and with lots of kissing. A second familiar guy appeared and sat on George's right. George's cock shone out today. He had ordered and taken a tablet beforehand which now greatly improved his performance. He was determined to make the most of it. Before long, kissing the man on his right while being wanked off by the man on his left, George shot his first load of the day. As he came, he watched the porn. A woman was sucking a beautiful tall penis, her delight in it apparent.

After this, the rest of the morning would be a blur for George, one encounter melting into another, difficult to distinguish one man from another with precise accuracy.

He showered and took to the jacuzzi. The nervous bearded guy from the week before was there, the one who had flinched when George touched his arm. He was not so nervous now. He was sitting next to a thinner bearded lad. The two men looked at each other and George watched entranced as they stroked each other's beards. It was perhaps the most erotic moment of the day. They kissed and played. Eventually, and he couldn't remember how, George was involved with them too, kissing the thinner man. It was as though his body had floated over to them without any conscious effort, like a leaf caught in the ripples of a pond.

By *rgeo OP Man
2 days ago

WOLVERHAMPTON

There was some time spent with a muscular Muslim man. First, his cock had appeared through a glory hole. Before long they were in a cubicle together. George usually lost interest once he was alone with a man. For him, the whole point of the sauna was to share everything with everyone. After a while he wondered over to the water sports area and wanked himself off into the mouth of a man crouching on all fours, who was waiting for any passing contributions. There was the scent of urine upon his body. After letting him suck him for a while, George stood back and wanked furiously, moving in at the point of climax to deliver his gift.

More time in the sauna. The bigger bearded guy was still there. He was moving from man to man now, unashamed, liberated. It was busy. There were men in all the available seats. Then a slim Asian guy entered as another man left. He was another familiar face. He sat opposite George. Playfully and humourously, they let their faces burn with lust for one another. They made all the facial gestures of desire.

After the Asian guy had spent some time with the bearded guy, sitting on his lap and looking across at George, he slid across to sit on George's lap. They remained together for the next half hour. A hand - and it wasn't easy to be too sure whose hand it was - kept working on his cock, getting him firm and keeping him primed. Sometimes George thought it was the hand of the Asian lad and sometimes he thought it was the hand of another guy, sitting on his right. He was another slim bearded man, slightly balding, attractive.

Whenever they could get into the right position, George and the Asian guy would kiss. Deep, hungry kisses. They would look into one another's eyes, trying to fathom the mystery of their desire for one another. It hadn't diminished in any respect. This was their second encounter and things felt stronger and deeper than before, a confirmation of connection.

Later, George found several men to pleasure anally, those guys who enjoyed lying in the slings and waiting for attention. The first man wanted fisting but was too tight. The second man wanted fucking and, to George's astonishment, it happened. His time in the jacuzzi had made him so hard that he found it easy to slide into the man and ride him comfortably. It was the first time in about forty years he had fucked like this. To feel the man's sphincter responding around his shaft was incredible. He had forgotten all about this side of things.

A couple of other men stood round watching. It was intense but natural. George wanted a lot more of this now. He withdrew, knowing he couldn't come a third time. Another guy took over.

Finally, he showered again and got ready for home. There was the memory of a man wearing a condom. George had sucked on it, perhaps in the jacuzzi. Too much had happened to leave a clear memory.

And today, finally, George got verified. A lad from Dudley, a young, fit, sexy bottom, who was desperate for cock. His craving for it filled George with immense energy. He felt tremendous warmth and affection for the lad. George lay beside him and stroked his hair as another Asian man fucked him.