Friday 25th of October
I spent years wondering what other people thought about the way I looked, how my clothes looked on me, or how the fat lingered in every corner of my body. It wasn’t until I hit 30 that I realized it was not about how others saw me, but how I wanted them to see me. That’s when I decided, it was now or never. I started hitting the gym regularly and quickly committed to 5 workouts per week. Lost a lot of the fat I had accumulated throughout my years and quickly built enough muscles to like the person I saw in the mirror. 4 years later, I can finally say I look how I feel. I still remember the first time I was walking out of the gym and crossed paths with a regular, his exact words were “looking fit!”, not the best complement I guess, but to me, it felt like the best thing anyone could’ve ever said to me. Yes, he happened to be the hottest guy in the gym, and yes, I might have had a crush on him from day one, AND YES, it was the first time he ever spoke to me. 4 years crossing paths with him and the best I had ever gotten was a “are you using this” phrase.
But to be honest, it wasn’t the fact that he noticed me, or that he said those words. It was the fact that, for the first time, I believed the complement I had gotten from a guy that looked like him. It was the first time that I actually agreed with him, the first time that I actually thought I did look fit. It was also that day that I decided I wanted to start dating again. For the first time in a long time, I was confident enough.
But we all know the stories of how things go from there, right? Match with a guy, he’s married. Hit on a guy, he’s “Straight” but will let you suck him next to the urinals – every guy’s dream, am I right? So yeah, the dating thing didn’t really go as planned. But that wasn’t an issue, because to be honest I was not in a dating mental state, I was just horny and wanted to show off the body I had worked so hard to sculpt, but I still needed some kind of appreciation – not a urinal’s smell while I suck a guy that’s afraid to come out to his friends.
My workout was simple: Mondays and Fridays upper body, Tuesday and Sundays legs, and Thursdays cardio. Not a “gym bro” workout, but I mean, my ass wasn’t gonna get thick on its own, was it?
Yesterday, while I was finishing my workout, the hot guy talked to me again, asked me if I was heading to the sauna to cool my muscles after my run. I had never been to the sauna before, never really felt comfortable with being topless or naked at the gym. So I told him no, not really my thing, but he insisted it could be super beneficial for muscle recovery. Since I also never showered at the gym I was really not prepared and had nothing on me, so I shut him down. In all honesty, I wanted to go in, but I was afraid to seem too eager. So today, I came prepared. Brought a change of clothes to wear after I shower and a speedo to wear in the sauna. I know some people went in naked, I had seen them before, but I felt a swimsuit could make me feel a little more at ease.
I finished my workout and went in straight to change before heading to the sauna. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed that I hadn’t seen the hottie working out, but I figured it would be better to try to use the sauna first, so that I don’t make a fool of myself in front of him.
There were 4 other guys in there. One sitting on a bench, his head leaning forward as a mixture of sweat and water dripped from his chin to the floor between his legs. He had a towel on, couldn’t make out if he had anything under it or not. The three other guys were in the sauna, sitting in silence as their bodies absorb the heat. I placed my water bottle next to the guy and went in. I observed the people inside and mimicked their seated positions. I placed the towel on the wood and sat next to one, facing the other two. The sauna was almost a square, had two levels and was U-shaped. On the two sides facing each other you could fit around 3 to 4 people per level, and on the third side maybe 3 people, depending on how you utilize the corners. I sat there in silence, watching. The guy directly in front of me was older, maybe in his 50s, tall, light coloured, fit and sweating like he’s been here for the whole year. The one next to him was a toddler, 20 max, amazing physique, kinda makes you feel like shit. I was hesitant to look at the guy next to me, but he was around my age and with a nice enough body, a body that said “I work out frequently enough”. All three had the gym towel wrapped around their legs, but loose enough to see that they had nothing underneath it. I was the only one with the towel completely flat under me and with a speedo on. I think I stayed in the sauna for 5 minutes before exiting, barely breathing. I felt like I was suffocating and decided it was not my thing.
The guy sitting on the bench outside was still there, this time relaxed with his head held high. I must have looked like I’m dying because the first thing he said when he looked at me was “First time?”. He was hot, I would say a bit older than me, maybe closer to his 40s, but he had a body that was sculpted to perfection. His pecs were amazing, you just want to touch them. He must have had like 8 packs, not even 6, and his arms were bigger than some people’s thighs.
“Is it that easy to tell?” I replied. “No, not really, but I’ve never seen you here” he answered. “Well, you might not see me again” I replied with a smile “I was about to die, and I think I barely made it 5 minutes inside”
“No, you just need to build up to it” he continued. “Don’t think we just go in and stay an hour inside, we go in, then get out, take a cold shower, cool down, then go back in. Ideally, you start with a sauna at 75° and build your way up to 95°. But since there’s only one sauna here, my advice is to start with a short time, the 5 minutes you just did, and aim for a bit longer the next time”
He stood up and started walking towards me, then he pointed to the left, the cold shower door. “Go in, it will be a short shower, but you’ll appreciate it when you go back in” he finished. He touched my shoulder and proceeded to enter the sauna again. He sat directly facing the door, on the top of the “U”.
I did as I was told, stood for barely 10 seconds under the cold water then took his place on the bench. Sitting down, I had the sauna door right in front of me. It had a tint, so I could barely see inside it, but I did see the guy smiling and nodding, as if to show approval of my actions. When I cooled down, I headed back inside and sat in the same place as before.
“You’ll see, you’ll enjoy it more this time around” he said. “Yeah, I hope so” I answered.
We sat there in silence for about 5 minutes. I started to notice the sweat sliding from my hair onto my neck, my torso completely damp. But, as the guy said, I was able to handle it. I think I managed to stay an extra 5 minutes that time, before heading out, taking my cold shower, and taking my place on the bench. By then, the three other guys that were in the sauna were all outside as well, hanging around none of them saying anything. We all stayed there in silence, casually looking at the wall to avoid eye contact, secretly observing each other – or at least that’s what I was doing. The young guy seemed a bit agitated, eager to leave, the older guy seemed like he had all the time in the world.
We all went back in at almost the same time, spent another 10 minutes for me, 15 maybe for them, then two of them left, only the older guy and the friendly one remained. I decided I was going to go in one last time before I leave.
“Would you recommend I take a cold shower and rest a bit before showering and leaving, or would it just be okay to shower directly after I exit the sauna?” I asked the guy. “Doesn’t really matter, you might still be sweating a bit if you shower and leave directly, so if you have time sit a bit, but other than that it’s kind of the same” he answered.
Our conversation ended there, I managed to stay 15 minutes that time, got out, took a cold shower and sat on the bench.
“So you do use the sauna after all” I hear. I lift my head to see my crush with nothing on but a tiny towel on his waist, barely covering anything. I stare blankly into his eyes, and he continues “Because I asked you yesterday and you said no…” with a confused tone.
“YES, yes, I mean no” I blurted. “Ok, yes I remember. No I don’t use the sauna. First time today”
“Seems like you’ve been here a while, liked it?”
“Yeah kinda, at first not much, but the guy inside showed me the ropes and I think I enjoyed it”
“Oh Barry, yeah he’s like the permanent resident”
“Barry, noted”
“And you?”
“Me?”
“Yeah, what’s your name? I don’t think you’ve told me”
“John”
“Nice to meet you John, I’m Max” he said as he shook my hand.
We both smiled as our hands met. Our handshake lasted a second before he had to pull his hand back to catch his falling towel. My eyes followed his movement, and I caught a glance of his meat before he pulled the towel back up. A jolt of electricity went through my body and my mini-me thrusted in my speedo. Thank god I had them on as they caught the movement and forced my cock back into place.
He smiled and continued “You heading back in or are you heading out?” “Heading out… Been here an hour I think” “Oh okay, well maybe next time then, John” “Yeah, next time” I said as I headed to the showers.
Took my shower as quickly as I could and headed home, all the time wondering if he saw my cock pushing away my speedo, trying break out of its swimsuit prison.
Rest day
Woke up sweating. Couldn’t remember much, but I had Max’s body imprinted on my retina. He was exactly my type. Bronze colour, kinda like a guy who’s always tanned, not a single hair in his body. Dark hair, thick trimmed beard, and green eyes. A God you might say. I know it’s not everybody’s type, but it sure as hell is mine.
He had an amazing male physique – rock-hard abs showcasing his core power, muscular pecs you just wanted to dive into, and a broad, chiselled chest that screamed strength. His shoulders were wide, leading down to thick, powerful arms that looked like they could crush stone. His legs were just as impressive, built for both speed and raw power, and his glutes – massive, firm, and sculpted. The perfect athletic form. Every inch of him radiated strength, dominance, and pure, undeniable presence.
The only problem is that the only inches I was thinking of, were the inches I have barely seen. My mind was playing that towel drop on repeat, and on slow motion, trying its best to unveil more of what that towel was hiding. The most I could see was around 1 inch. His prize was a bit darker than he was, thick, and smooth. I can’t figure out if it was completely soft or not, but if that was him soft, I could only imagine the sheer size of it when it’s in full motion. Every time I closed my eyes I could see the base, wondering how the rest would look like. For some reason, I had a perfect image of what it would resemble. 7”, cut, big mushroom head, thick, and a tiny curvature to the left. Don’t ask me why, but that’s what I imagined.
The more time I spent in bed, the harder my own cock felt. I’m usually not horny in the mornings but the image of Max in my head was doing its job. I rubbed one out quickly. I could feel my cock thickening, standing straight up, bursting with excitement. Although I typically last a relatively long time in bed, it only needed a few rubs for my cock to explode. Cum flew from my dick towards my face, chest, and a few last pumps dripping around my dick to empty my balls completely. It had been a while since I came like that. Although I was not planning on showering, I did not have a choice. I cleaned up really quickly and got dressed, I was already late.
I spent the day doing arrands before I met my friends for dinner. It was a special day cause we were meeting Tom’s new boyfriend. They’ve been hanging out for a while now and he finally decided we should meet him. Alan was nice, friendly enough, and managed to maintain a conversation throughout the dinner. They seemed cute together, but I had my doubts. Tom’s not easy, he gets attached relatively quickly, and usually end up driving his dates away, wanting to commit too early or just jealous of everyone around them. For once he seemed poised. Not sure if that will last or not, but I really hope so; our friends group needed some updates. Ever since Dolly had her first child, Matt moved and Alison opened her bakery, our “plans” revolved around diaper changes and business planning. It’s nice to finally be out together again having a drink and chatting over some food.
I was home by 11. Yes, I’m old, but honestly, it was more about the next day. Sundays were leg days, and I liked to be at the gym by 9 am, get done with my workout to enjoy the rest my Sunday.
I couldn’t sleep. I spent the night thinking about Max. His workout schedule was either very similar to mine, or he just spent his whole life in the gym. I ran into him almost every day, even Sundays. I was hoping I would run into him again on Sunday, then maybe spend a bit of time in the sauna. I really liked that we finally had a chat, although extremely brief, but I was hoping that our chats would continue to evolve. I think he’s also gay, I mean, most of the people in my gym were gay, but I never really knew.
Sunday Fun-day
I was mid weighted squats when I saw him walk in. I pretended I didn’t see him, did not want him to feel stalked. I finished my set and dropped the weights only to see him walking directly towards me.
“Hey John, all good?” “Yeah, you?” “Great. Leg day? On a Sunday morning? What a champ” We both laughed before I turned to continue my sets. The rest of the workout was typical, and by the end, I was sweating my balls off. Even on strength days, I tend to sweat A LOT. He stopped me again as I was heading back to the lockers to ask me if I’m going to step into the sauna again today, I confirmed. “See you in a bit then”.
I decided not to wear my swimsuit this time, figured I might look more as a professional if I stuck to the towel. Afterall, our gym provided relatively big towels.
I took Barry’s advice and took a cold shower before heading into the sauna. As Max had warned me, Barry was there, sitting in his spot. We smiled and nodded at each other as I took my place on the right, perpendicular to Barry’s position.
“So, you came back” “Yeah, I guess I did. Your tips really helped me enjoy it a lot more last time” “Yeah, I told you, it’s all about easing into it”.
We continued to chat about random stuff, and ended up sitting kind of oblique, facing each other. Barry had his towel loose, exposing his whole thigh from one side and using only the other side to cover his junk. He had his legs wide open. One wrong move and he’s completely exposed.
Our chat lasted about 5 minutes or a bit more, then I stepped out for my first break. He followed right after, I was sitting on “his” bench so he stood right in front of me. We chatted a bit about our weekend so far, about our workouts, and just kinda went where the conversation would lead us.
After a while we went back in. I took my place in the sauna, and he sat opposite of me. We continued alternating chats and silence as we enjoyed the heat. At first, Barry had his towel around his waist, covering most of his thighs. With time, and as he moved and jittered, the towel slipped to end up barely covering his penis. To be honest, it did not feel like he was doing it on purpose, but more like accepting the facts and not caring about it.
It was at that moment that Max entered the sauna. He had the towel folded in half and wrapped around his waist. Same as on Friday, it barely covered anything. He took a seat next to Barry and sat comfortably with his legs wide apart. Wide enough for me to see EVERYTHING.
His cock was hanging over his balls, completely soft. To my surprise, he was uncut, looked about 4 inches soft, and relatively thick. I tried my best not to stare but my eyes kept on failing me. We were chatting, Barry, Max and I, about the same random topics, and my eyes shifted from Barry’s face to Max’s gorgeous face, to Max’s dangling cock.
I was feeling hot. I wasn’t sure if it was the heat of the sauna or Max’s cock staring at me, but I felt like I needed to step out. I held my towel and stood up, hit my head on the ceiling, chuckled, then head out. I took my freezing shower, taking in the coldness from the water to cool myself down before heading back to my designated seat. I sat there dripping, trying to lower my heartrate.
When I was ready to go back in, Barry was stepping out. I sat in my place, facing Max. He still had his legs wide open. “You okay? You seem tense” he asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. Not sure if the sauna is helping but I gotta admit, it feels nice” “Give it time, you’ll feel the benefits later today” he reassured me. I couldn’t stop looking at his cock. Although I loved looking at his face and body, at that moment, all I could think about was his cock. I must have been obvious because he closed his legs for a second and readjusted his penis. I turned my gaze directly back to his face and tried to continue the conversation “How often do you come here? I mean to the sauna?” “Ideally after each workout, but in reality, it’s mostly just 2 times a week, when I have the time”
He opened his legs again, as he was talking, to reveal his cock gaining is size. I wasn’t sure if I was meant to look at it or not, but I couldn’t help myself. That’s when it thrusted and grew about half an inch. I looked back up at Max’s face, he was smiling. He reached his hand over his towel and caught his cock, this time keeping his legs open. He rubbed it a bit and let it go, adjusting its location to be directly facing me.
“I think I will aim for something liked that as well, I should have time on Fridays and Sundays” I tried to continue the conversation. But all I could think of was my cock trying to match Max’s cock in size. Up to that point, I had the towel wrapped around my waist, loose enough so that I can move my legs, but tight enough to cover everything. I could feel my dick gaining in volume. I felt the need to whip it out and start rubbing it, but I stuck to one gesture, adjusting my cock while moving the towel.
I must have not been subtle at all, cause the next thing that came out of Max’s mouth was “Don’t be shy” followed by a motion of his hand, sliding on top of the towel catching his cock is his hand, and rubbing it slowly. I could see the tip of his cock wrapped inside the towel in his hand as he gently rubbed it up and down. The skin barely sliding back to reveal the head, then sliding back on. I could tell he was getting harder, and so was I.
I had barely touched my cock, but it was already poking the towel, trying to reveal itself. I had a 7-inch uncut cock, as straight as a cock could get, and normal size when it comes to thickness. The more I watched Max play with himself, the harder my cock got. I started feeling the towel stretch as my cock pushed up from under it.
I unhooked my towel, letting it set on the bench from one side, the other end still covering my thighs and hard cock.
It was that move that stopped Max. Out of nowhere he readjusted his towel and stood up. But instead of leaving, he moved to sit next to me, in the corner. One leg bent while the other dangled. I suddenly had a clear view of his hard cock. All I had to do was reach and I could have his cock in my hand. I was nervous, but I started rubbing my cock, still under the towel. Max on the other hand, held his cock in his hand and started gently caressing it, letting it grow to its full size. I was shocked when I realized how big his cock actually was. It had to be around 9 or 10 inches, extremely thick. Think deodorant thick, the big sizes.
“Want to touch it” he asked, as I was staring into his legs. I reached my hand to hold the biggest cock I have touched. It was hard. The second my hand touched it, it thrusted, as if to hold me back. I started rubbing it back and forth, gently, and I could see Max’s face nod in approval. I was about to take my cock out when he suddenly pushed me away and closed his legs.
Barry had entered the sauna again.
“Oh, it’s just you” Max said, opening his legs to reveal his 10-inch cock still hard as a rock. “Can I?” he asked me as he reached his hand towards my thighs. I nodded, consenting, allowing him to reach under my towel and grab my cock with his hand.
Barry sat facing me, his towel looser than usual, his hand reaching over his crotch.
Max’s hand was gentle. Moving my skin back and forth, rubbing my cock gently with his firm hand. I reached back to hold his cock, enjoying his hand’s motion over mine.
Barry continued to rub his cock from over his towel, occasionally revealing what he was hiding. Barry’s was probably 7 or 8 inches, cut, hairy but trimmed crotch.
I was focused on Barry’s cock while I rubbed Max’s when Max removed my towel and went in headfirst towards my cock. I could feel his soft lips surround the head then the saliva dripping down the shaft. It felt amazing to have his lips all over my cock. He was gentle, yet firm. Going up and down on me, taking almost half of my cock inside his mouth. I could feel his enjoyment through his cock in my hand, each time my cock went inside him, his cock hardened even more. I felt my hand make its way to Max’s head, guiding his movements, Barry’s cock hardening as he played with it.
Max straightened back up, taking his cock in his hand, smiling at me. He must have read my mind because the only thing he said was “Go ahead”, giving me the green light to do the same to him as he did to me. I bent over, getting my head between Max’s legs and tried to fit as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. The best I could do was the head. His cock was so thick I felt my jaw dislocate from its place, and I still couldn’t fit more than the head. I used my hand to rub on his shaft, pulling his foreskin back as my mouth handled the tip. His hand caught my head. He grabbed my sweaty hair and pushed me down on his cock, shoving about an inch more into my mouth, suffocating me with his thick cock. I felt my own cock hardening as Max’s hand forced me closer to him.
Barry must have said something because out of nowhere I was thrown back up as Max closed his legs. A second later a guy entered the sauna and sat facing the door. Max looked at me, winked, and left the sauna. Without hesitation I followed in his footsteps. He walked towards the cold shower, got in, and left the door open for me to follow.
I did as I was expected to do and closed the door behind me. In a blink of an eye Max’s towel was on the door, and he was on his knees. He unlatched my towel and started blowing me again. This time he was not gentle. He had his hands on my bare ass, guiding my body back and forth, forcing my cock so deep inside his throat, then pulling me back out. I felt my cock slide in and out of his throat as his hand clasp harder on my cheeks. I could feel my body shiver as my cock makes its way deeper and deeper into his throat.
He stopped, stood back up, and kissed me. HHHdsfqsdqdqsqdis lips soft, passionate. I can feel his tongue in my mouth – He’s biting my lower lip – Kissing my upper lip – Hands sliding down my back to reach my ass, pushing me into him, my cock sliding next to his.
Without hesitation, I get on my knees to face his monster. I open my mouth and guide his cock into it. His hands slide in my hair, he catches my head and slides his cock into me. I feel my throat stretch and my eyes water as more of him enter me. His cock is so big I could never be able to take it whole. I let him guide my movements, one hand around his cock, the other grasping to his muscular thigh. His hands moving my head back and forth, forcing himself little by little into me, forcing me to take more and more of him. I choke on his cock as around 4 inches go into me, filling my mouth and stretching my jaw. He stops, pulls me back up, and heads back down on his knees.
With one move, he pushes me towards the wall, my warm back touching the freezing tiles and he takes my cock whole in his mouth. He moves faster and faster, sucking me harder and harder. One of his hands sliding up and down on my chest and abs, the other one rubbing his own cock. I could see my dick appearing then disappearing completely into his mouth and throat, I feel his dick from time to time touching my ankle.
“If you keep this up I’m gonna cum” I tell him. But he doesn’t stop. He moves faster, harder, taking me whole. His nose diving into my stomach, my cock pushing at his throat.
With almost no warning, I push his face back and burst all over his black beard. He moans silently. I feel a warm liquid hitting my calf then sliding down on my ankle as my cock drips its last few drops.
My arms fall to my sides as my cock finishes shooting. I look down, Max’s beard is completely covered in cum, his cock still dripping. He’s smiling.
He stands up and turns the water on. Cold water – no, freezing water comes out, washing the cum away. He turns to me and whispers “I’m glad you changed your mind about the sauna”
