My interactions in the sauna or steam room mostly revolve around attraction and mood. There are some men I find questionably palatable, but I give in. There are some that I really wouldn't even imagine entertaining the possibility of contact. Consider this an admission of being picky. Or choosy, whichever is more used in your locale. But yeah, I tend to interact with men I find attractive to my consideration. After years of being part of this one fitness club, I'm pretty sure most of the sauna/steam room regulars have identified cliques and circles. Certain cliques even avoid other cliques. Very high school. Sometimes however, one person from one clique may fancy someone form another, and the result is a more private interaction. On other times, it can even bring certain cliques and individuals together. Last night was one such night.
I had just finished rinsing from the showers and was about to get a drink from the fountain when this one guy whom I have seen for the first time gives me a smile. Normally I avoid gazes and feign disinterest. But he stood too close to the fountain and my glace seemed friendlier to him than usual. Always prone to being misunderstood. After I drink, I made my way to the sauna. Inside, the bulb was out and there were five individuals scattered. As I took my seat, I identified each one as queer. And no, I haven't done it with all of them. Just to be clear.
Smily guy was out of sight. I figured, he must have gone to the steam room. My seat was one ass away from the tinted fiberglass door. I had a good view of the wet floor and whoever was coming in. One of the shower doors opened and out came smily guy. And he was headed for the sauna. When he got in, he took the space to my left and wasted no time making contact. He let the edge of his right hand touch the edge of my left hand which was resting by the edge of my seat. I pulled it to my lap after a few seconds. As I wiped my forehead, my eyes nearly popped out as I felt his had grab my penis.
Everyone was watching. He began stroking me. The guy seated across him moved towards him and began to give him head. The guy across me stood up and took to my right. He looked at the clearance outside then proceeded to lick my nipples. The other guy by the door across us began to touch himself. The guy sucking shifted seats and began to blow the thin guy form behind him. Smily guy gave me head. Guy to my right asked if I kiss. I wasn't up to it so I told him I had mouth ulcers. As smily guy moved up to lick my nipples, guy to my right takes me into his mouth. My soreness from the workout I had just done gave way to the sensation I was now enjoying. Sucking guy then moved back to smily guy. Smily guy pulls him up and they share a French. He whispered loudly "Do you swallow?" Then sucking guy went straight for smily guy till he moaned. Sucker pulled his lips away from smily guy's tool as he drooled a bit of his cum. He then used his fingers and wiped each drop all back in. Smily guy gives me a kiss then stands up and leaves. Al this time, thin guy masturbated his way into orgasm and came on sucker guy's right shoulder. Guy to my right moved to my left and began to suck me off. Sucker guy headed for guy to my left (guy from my right earlier) and made him cum right inside his mouth. At this point, the pressure was getting too much for me to handle so as I uttered the words "Here I go..." Sucker boy immediately swung his body to my rod and swallowed and sucked mine down to the last drop.
Thin guy steps out. Guy to my left (formerly from my right) steps out. Sucker boy steps out. Across me were the last two guys left touching themselves. They sat four people apart. Once I've caught up with my breath, I looked at them, I smiled, stood up and stepped out with my towel loosely in tow. It was one of those moments where clique walls were down. It was one of those moments where no one seemed to mind. It was one of those moments where everyone was just too horny.
Sex does bring people together. Cliqued, loner, tripper, or plain horny Joe. What happens after is to each his own.
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