Not my first visit to a sauna I’d been about half a dozen times before, but remember when I was in my early 20s visiting the late night late night but finding the place on that occasion to be pretty quiet and most of the night other than myself, there was only maybe three or four others there.
It’s the way it goes sometimes, and with nothing better to do, I decided to make the best of it and actually use the sauna facilities but still at about one in the morning I was laid in one of the rooms knowing I was probably the only customer still there and thinking about the trip home.
I’d be been like that maybe ten or fifteen minutes when I heard someone in the corridor and I looked up at the open door wondering if someone else had arrived but knowing it was more then likely to be the guy who ran the place doing his checks.
You could hear the front doorbell from the playroom so yes, I wasn’t surprised when it did turn out to be the owner in his white t shirt and shorts and looking in asked if I was ok? I said I was, and he apologised for the place been so quiet and I told him it was ok I know the way it was sometimes, pretty much pays your money and takes your chance.
Guess while we had been talking my eyes had slipped down to the bulge in his shorts, and yes maybe I been kinda stroking myself when he found me because next thing I know, he stepped into the room and is running is hand up the inside of my thigh and I’m instantly hard moaning and opening my legs for him.
“You like being fucked don’t you?” it seemed more of a statement than a question, maybe someone I’ve been talking or more likely he had simply seen me giving myself to someone on a previous visit, even back then I’d certainly never been shy about being seen.
“Get off the bed and bend over it and spread your legs” it was more a command then a request I’ve always responded well to been told what to do, surrendering myself to somebody and I was instantly excited, by the time I had done what he told me which could only have been a few seconds he’d had his shorts down and was stroking himself to fill hardness.
Lube and condoms were kept in little plastic containers by the door in each room and laying now over the bed, I see him get one of the sachets of lube no condom(yes I know, shut up ok) and step behind me, a few seconds and I know he’s getting himself ready and then I feel his fingers slippery pushing into me, first one then two then withdrawing after a second retaining more slippery now being pushed in, twisted around making sure I was well coated been withdrawn, then one hand is on my back between my shoulder blades pressing me down and he’s starting to push into me, not his fingers now and it feels big, pressure and then more pressure and I can feel myself right on the edge of opening up “Your fucking tight” I’m moaning and suddenly I do open up and he’s driving into me, I’m half squealing, half moaning and both his hands are on my shoulders and I’m being told to “relax boy it’s what you wanted”, and I’m in that delicious place where I want it to stop wondering how much more I can take yet at the same time wanting it to last, to experience all of him inside me.
I honestly don’t know how long he fucked me for it felt like ages, at one point his hands left my back to pull off his T-shirt because a few seconds later his chest is on my back pressing me down his hands are on the back of mine holding them down and he’s talking right into my ear, telling me I’m just a little fucking slut boy. |
