RickyRooster
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To satisfy my bisexual needs my wife suggested that I become a member [no pun intended] of an upmarket gay sauna. Understandably, I was rather nervous about this partly because I'd never been to one before and was unsure of the protocols, appropriate behaviour. But mainly I was nervous about my wife's reaction and the possible effects on our relationship. Fantasies are by nature and name fantastic but the reality can of course be totally different.
I need not have worried. We picked out what looked like a well run, well organised classy Sauna Club judging by it's web site. I went along, filled in the forms, paid my fee and was shown into the changing/locker room area. I was given clean, fluffy towels and told that if I required more to just ask at reception.
The locker room was very plush. Spacious lockers, mirrored walls, padded seats and grooming facilities. Condoms were provided at strategic points and the locker room was also equipped with various oil dispensers.
There were four guys already in the locker room. One was getting dressed, about to leave, one was putting on a sheer thong and the other two were standing in front of the mirrors oiling each other all over including their very impressive, very erect cocks.
I undressed very self consciously and went to shower. I returned to the locker room and put on a pair of see through, shorts type panties with pink lace side panels that my wife had bought for me especially. I then walked into the club proper for the first time. My mind was spinning. Will anybody fancy me? How do you approach someone? Will they approach me? Will anything happen at all. Emerging from the first corridor I came across a huge sauna room to one side and two large jacuzzis on the other. The jacuzzi's were empty and there were only two guys in the sauna. I continued down the corridor and emerged into a coffee bar/lounge area. There were perhaps a dozen guys in here watching TV, drinking coffee and just chatting and chilling. All had towels around their waist. I think I recieved a few admiring glances. I definitely recieved a few 'hello's' and smiles.
Another corridor led off to the left and I followed it to the end. This brought me to a darkened room, a sort of communal area with padded stools around the outside. A huge flatscreen TV was on one wall showing some very horny gay porn. Three guys sat on the seats watching the movie and all were quite openly stroking their naked cocks. I couldn't believe it. This was obviously where the action took place.
I sat on a stool, removed my towel and began to stroke my own cock through my panties. The other guys just stared at me and my cock. And that was the trigger. I was now in full exhibitionist mode. I stood up, my cock straining through my knickers and strolled past the other guys. The first guy stroked my ass as I walked by. I didn't break step or even look at him. My heart was pounding fit to burst. I carried on in what I hoped was a nonchalant manner to continue my exploring.
The next room also had a large TV showing the same film. The seating was tiered and again padded but I only really noticed this after a few minutes. What really grabbed my attention was the young guy lying on his back feasting on a huge cock that was being fed to him by an older guy while another young guy [early 20's?] was pounding his ass with his long thin but very hard cock. I sat on the seats next to them and began to stroke my cock again. The older guy was watching me as he fucked the horny bitches face. Without a word he reached over and grasped my cock hard and began to wank it furiously. God, I was in heaven and I could feel the slut in me creeping ever closer to the surface. I had to stop him as I didn't want to come so quickly. I still hadn't finished looking round.
This was a great start to my first visit. My self consciousnes had ebbed away to be replaced by my slutty exhibitionist self.
This is a true account. If it's grabbed your attention I'll tell you what happened next and even what happened after that.
I need not have worried. We picked out what looked like a well run, well organised classy Sauna Club judging by it's web site. I went along, filled in the forms, paid my fee and was shown into the changing/locker room area. I was given clean, fluffy towels and told that if I required more to just ask at reception.
The locker room was very plush. Spacious lockers, mirrored walls, padded seats and grooming facilities. Condoms were provided at strategic points and the locker room was also equipped with various oil dispensers.
There were four guys already in the locker room. One was getting dressed, about to leave, one was putting on a sheer thong and the other two were standing in front of the mirrors oiling each other all over including their very impressive, very erect cocks.
I undressed very self consciously and went to shower. I returned to the locker room and put on a pair of see through, shorts type panties with pink lace side panels that my wife had bought for me especially. I then walked into the club proper for the first time. My mind was spinning. Will anybody fancy me? How do you approach someone? Will they approach me? Will anything happen at all. Emerging from the first corridor I came across a huge sauna room to one side and two large jacuzzis on the other. The jacuzzi's were empty and there were only two guys in the sauna. I continued down the corridor and emerged into a coffee bar/lounge area. There were perhaps a dozen guys in here watching TV, drinking coffee and just chatting and chilling. All had towels around their waist. I think I recieved a few admiring glances. I definitely recieved a few 'hello's' and smiles.
Another corridor led off to the left and I followed it to the end. This brought me to a darkened room, a sort of communal area with padded stools around the outside. A huge flatscreen TV was on one wall showing some very horny gay porn. Three guys sat on the seats watching the movie and all were quite openly stroking their naked cocks. I couldn't believe it. This was obviously where the action took place.
I sat on a stool, removed my towel and began to stroke my own cock through my panties. The other guys just stared at me and my cock. And that was the trigger. I was now in full exhibitionist mode. I stood up, my cock straining through my knickers and strolled past the other guys. The first guy stroked my ass as I walked by. I didn't break step or even look at him. My heart was pounding fit to burst. I carried on in what I hoped was a nonchalant manner to continue my exploring.
The next room also had a large TV showing the same film. The seating was tiered and again padded but I only really noticed this after a few minutes. What really grabbed my attention was the young guy lying on his back feasting on a huge cock that was being fed to him by an older guy while another young guy [early 20's?] was pounding his ass with his long thin but very hard cock. I sat on the seats next to them and began to stroke my cock again. The older guy was watching me as he fucked the horny bitches face. Without a word he reached over and grasped my cock hard and began to wank it furiously. God, I was in heaven and I could feel the slut in me creeping ever closer to the surface. I had to stop him as I didn't want to come so quickly. I still hadn't finished looking round.
This was a great start to my first visit. My self consciousnes had ebbed away to be replaced by my slutty exhibitionist self.
This is a true account. If it's grabbed your attention I'll tell you what happened next and even what happened after that.