Date: Sun, 8 May 2011 08:24:33 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: Paul and Jo Chap 2

Paul & Jo 2.

by Alex Carbine

We go to the Sauna.

It was a few weeks later I received an e-mail from Paul and Jo, asking if I
was interested in meeting them one week-end, whilst they were at school.
They explained that they could 'sign themselves out' over night so long as
the school knew where they were. Apparently they had a perfect alibi and
could go wherever they wanted to, without the school worrying at all.
Within days it was set up and I met them at a predetermined place in their
school's town. They had brought their overnight kit and were very excited.
They had left it to me to set up what they liked to call "the
entertainment". I had booked two adjoining hotel rooms in an up-market
hotel chain, in a large town about 40 minutes drive away and I would not
tell them where or what I intended, but simply asked them to go along with
what happened, and guaranteed that they would enjoy it.

They were no problems booking in and we were soon in our respective rooms,
which 'just happened' to have an adjoining door so we could walk freely
between the two suites. The lads were all for having a romp there and then,
but I said not, as I had something lined up for them. It was mid-afternoon,
and I drove them to the multi-storey car park near the park in the centre
of town. From there it was only a short walk to our destination.

	"Come on, what are we doing?" asked Jo. "Yeah, What's the action?"
said Paul. I reminded them that I was a commercial traveller and knew my
way around the whole of Britain, and that the town I had brought them to
was my favourite because of where we were going. By this time we were
almost at our destination. On the pavement was an 'A' board advertising the
establishment and there were steps leading up to the black gloss painted
door. "Sauna. Men only."  Paul read out loud. Jo looked at Paul and me and
said "Is this where we are going?" "Have you ever been in a gay Sauna?" I
asked them. Their excitement was tangible. "No," they chorused, "we thought
we would not be allowed in."  "No bother," I said, "they know me here and I
told them I would be bringing a couple of guests." I went up the steps and
fingered the bell push.

	The attendant, a muscular man named Marc who wore a T shirt, tight
shorts and trainers, opened the door. He gave me a polite smile when he saw
me, and then his gaze fell on Paul and Jo. He looked back at me and gave a
broad grin. "You never said they were twinks!" and wagged his finger at me
in mock disapproval. Then his eyes went up and down the street both ways
and he ushered us all in quickly. I went ahead along the corridor and down
the steps into the basement area that was the sauna club.  Marc put his
hand on the lads shoulders and guided them after me. When they reached the
bottom of the stairs their heads twisted and turned as they took in the
erotic decor. On all the walls a talented artist had painted scenes of
young men sitting and standing, all with slightly larger than life
genitalia, but all importantly hard. They came over to me at the desk and I
booked us in and paid the admission fees. "You are both over 18, aren't
you," Marc said to the lads. They both coloured up and Jo said "Of course
we are" Marc smiled knowingly at them and then at me. I was given three
locker keys and we went round the corner to the locker room. Paul and Jo
were totally overawed with the situation. "Don't rush into anything," I
advised them, "just have a good look around and see what is where, and then
we will see." I opened the lockers and gave them each the towel that was
inside. "Strip off and put this round you when you are walking in the
corridors. Put all your clothes in the lockers and we will give the keys in
at Reception. Remember your number! My sign-in number is 17 if you want to
have a soft drink - they don't serve spirits- and I will pay for them at
the end."

I went over to the bench that was along one wall and started to take off my
shoes and socks. I peeled right down to my underwear which was a
jockstrap. "I remember how much you like these," I said to them. They were
just standing there, holding their towels. They looked at each other and
then stripped off in a frenzy of clothes. I sat and watched. They also were
wearing jocks. I took mine off and threw it in the locker with the rest of
my clothes and wrapped the towel round my waist, and they followed suite.

	"Right, let's take you on a guided tour. Over here is the dry
sauna, here are the showers, in there is the steam room, and through here,"
I said as I walked through an archway, "is the plunge pool. It's bloody
cold water, but very refreshing after the hot rooms. Through there," I said
pointing through the windows of the room which ran alongside the plunge
pool, "is the video room, and off there are the cabins. You'll see
everything as we actually go round. Now remember, first time round we just
look. We'll start back in the dry sauna." We retraced our steps and I
opened the pine door. "Leave your towels on the hooks outside," I said
pointing to a row of hooks on which there were already a few towels. "And
remember the seats will be hot at first so be careful."


	Inside the lighting was fairly dim but our eyes soon became
accustomed and we could see five people in the room. They all looked at us
as we entered.  Five pairs of eyes looked at our faces and then at our
cocks, as they evaluated us. Paul and Jo's eyes quickly adjusted to the
light and as they stood there they took in the scene. On the top wood
slatted bench was a man lying on his back. Another man was kneeling beside
him. On the middle bench were the other three, sitting close to each
other. The lads took this in and then they realized that the man lying down
was in the process of receiving a blow job from the kneeling guy, whilst
the man sitting in the middle was wanking the guys either side of him.

I sat on the lower bench with the boys and watched as Paul and Jo reacted
to this in the most natural of ways. Their cocks were already semi-hard
through the excitement of being there, and now they blossomed to fully
stiff. "It's their first time in a sauna," I said to the others, who just
nodded and took in the lads' stiff cocks, sticking up out of their laps.

"It's rude to stare, but you can look," I told the lads. They came closer
to me. After a couple of minutes of watching the sucking and wanking I said
to no one in particular, "We'll be back soon" and stood up. My erection was
at his eye height and Jo took hold of my hardon and wanked it gently,
looking into my face. "This is incredible" he said. I opened the door and
we moved out into the changing area. It was then that the lads realized how
hot it had been in there. "You will soon get used to the heat. It's what we
have come for." I said. "Sure" said Paul, nodding his head knowingly, "we
came here with you for the heat...." We put our towels on as best as our
cocks would allow and I moved along to the steam room.

Again we hung our towels up before entering through the double doors into
the steam room. The lighting was low, and there was a layer of steam across
the ceiling. Here the benches were tiled surfaces. Live steam hissed gently
from a valve on the floor, near the door. There was also a shower
recess. There were several bodies lying in the murk. We walked down the
middle of this steamy room, with the tiled steps ranked up on either
side. We sat down near the far end, and took in what we had just walked
by. Here a man wanked himself watching another lick the balls of a
third. Over there two men were deep kissing each other whilst they mutually
wanked together. But just beside us one man was sitting on the lap of
another, moving his arse around, slipping on the sweat caused by the
heat. He had an enormous cock which flopped to one side then the other as
he moved.

"Can I join in?" Paul asked me looking at this guy's cock. "You should ask
him first. Be honest. Tell him what you would like to do and ask if he
wants it too." Paul stood up, his cock jutting out infront like a
flagpole. He moved over to the guy and said quietly, "I would love to suck
your cock. Is that alright?" "Great" says the guy and Paul bent over and
took the man's cock in his mouth. I started to stroke Jo's cock as we
watched Paul's head bob up and down slowly on the man's now stiff prick. It
was a big one, thick and circumcised, but long too, and slightly curved.
Paul's left hand wanked the base of it whilst his mouth and tongue went to
work on the purple head. All the while the man moved on the lap of the guy
underneath, taking his weight on his arms that were either side of the
lower mans' hips. Suddenly the lower man starts to buck and jerk. Paul
stopped and stood up. The man got off the other guy and we could see that
the lower man had shot his load up the crack of the other guy, who had been
using his arse to rub him off, and who now was feeding his cock into the
sitting man's face, fucking his mouth, whilst cum drips off his cheeks. I
get up again and we three go out the doors. "I think we ought to cool off,
don't you?" I say and we go to the plunge pool.

We can see a couple of people now in the video room and, leaving our towels
on the chairs at the poolside, we sit on the pool edge, dangling our feet
in the cold water. "Christ, I've never been anywhere like this. Is it like
this all the time?" asks Paul. "It's what each visitor makes of it," I
reply. "Sometimes its quiet, and sometimes it positively rains flying
spunk." I ease myself into the water and they follow. It's a real shock to
the system, but it was needed as we were getting really hot. I swam to the
ladder at the corner and hauled myself out. Paul and Jo were standing just
in their depth and I realized that they were stroking each others cock and
balls. "Plenty of time for that later," I said and motioned for them to get
out.

Wearing their damp towels they followed me into the video room. The room
contained five massage style low beds on which one could sit or lie, and
watch the television. Two men were sitting on one of the beds watching the
video as we came into the room past the TV. It was only when you saw the TV
you understood why the two men were wanking. The video showed one young
hunk fucking the arse off another young stud. The sound was turned down,
but you could hear his grunts as the thick, hard, condomed cock reamed his
arsehole. "They show videos all the time. If you want to have a rest from
the action, just come in here." Jo was standing there watching the video
intently, with his towel to one side, wanking in time to the movie. "Jo
seems to be settling in," I said. "I told you," said Paul, "Jo wanks
continuously."

We sat down on the beds and watched the video. After just a few minutes a
door opened at the back of the room and two guys walked out from the
corridor of small rooms behind. Neither of them are really making any
effort to cover themselves. One has got cum over his face and chest and the
other has cum over the base of his cock. They walk out, making for the
showers. "There are six private rooms, called cabins, at the back there. If
you want to be private, or simply just have a rest, they are somewhere to
go. Oh, and by the way, always practice safe sex if you are fucking. There
are condoms available everywhere, they are in small yellow painted buckets,
and are there to be used. There are also sachets of starter lube. And don't
forget to use the covered wastebins after." Paul looked at Jo and drawled
"Fucking A1!" Jo was still watching the video and wanking slowly. The other
two guys stood up and, holding hands, went to one of the cubicles with
stiff cocks wagging as they walked. "Well, where do you want to make a
start?" I asked them. "The steam room," said Paul and Jo nodded, eyes glued
to the screen and his fist pumping his meat. I stood up and we made our way
to the steam room.


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