Date: Mon, 29 Apr 2002 15:03:37 +0000
From: mike salac <mike_salac@hotmail.com>
Subject: Key West Sauna - Paris  {Mike Salac}( MM group )

An experience in the wonderful Parisian sauna called Key West - go there!

Key West - a typical Parisian entry through an archway to a small
courtyard, then the doorway into the sauna. It is very clean, very well
decorated. It was around 11.30 at night by the time I was padding
around. The basement has the showers, jacuzzi - (just at the right
temperature to cool down a little) - and a superb steam room. Every time I
went in there, the steam was so thick you could only just see people,
everyone would walk around the edge, looking at the people sitting there
until they found someone.

The first and second floors were full of cabins, the upper floor with video
screens. The flooring was polished wood and it felt so good to wander
around. Very quickly I was in a cubicle with, I think he was Turkish or
Cypriot, this well built, very hairy (strange for me) guy. He immediately
started to suck me and very quickly took me to the edge. I wasn't ready to
cum so jacked him off. He really enjoyed what I was doing to him. Back in
the steam room two guys came to me, they were both older than me, but
touched me very gently and ran their hands over me. The three of us ended
up in a cubicle - when one of them found out I wasn't going to suck him he
smiled and left, and I lay with the other, until he came, gently pumping
his juice all over his stomach. Just before 1.00am when they closed, I met
up with the other guy again, I ended up with two of my fingers deep inside
him, pumping his thick horse-cock as he sprayed his juice everywhere. He
was very noisy but great fun!

Next morning I walked for miles around the city, then it started to
rain. I'd found another sauna called IDM near the Opera but it looked old
and run down - I aimed to go back to Key West if it opened at noon, luckily
it did, and I spent three and a half hours of a rainy afternoon there. It
was wonderful! Several times in the steam room I was involved in group
stroking and jacking off. I was in a cubicle with an older guy again, he
was very passionate and again came with a lot of noise - there was quite an
audience when we came out of the cubicle!!!

The time that really sticks in my mind, was this. I'd been walking around
the cubicles for a while, there was a guy lying on his stomach in one, his
leg was bent so his ass looked really inviting. He was very good looking,
about the best one there (and there must have been 50-60 - perhaps more)
his body was smooth, he had a very tidy and good looking moustache, and I
would say he was around my age. I must have walked past the cubicle seven
or eight times, but didn't have the courage to step in. At last I stood by
the door a while, then looked at him, and slowly stepped in, holding my
breath and waiting for the rejection, but it didn't come.

I closed the door, he was still lying on the platform, his head on his
arms. I started to touch him, oh so gently, caressing his body, his arms,
the backs of his knees - searching in my mind for all those wonderful
places to touch before the places you really want to touch. He groaned as I
continued my caresses - I could have spent the whole afternoon just
stroking hs satin smooth flesh. After a while, he lifted himself up on his
arms, I could reach around him and hug him to me, I was still standing up.
He reached for my wet cock, and turned around, I lay on him, we writhed
together, feeling our bodies so close.

And then he kissed me. I have only kissed an asian guy before, but this
French guy was incredible - we couldn't get enough of the surface of our
tongues touching - I wanted to taste every part of his mouth, his saliva
tasted like the purest nectar - we must have been kissing deeply for
minutes on end. The closest I've ever felt to a guy. We were whispering
wonderful things to each other. After an eternity, I'd had my finger in him
for a while, something he obviously enjoyed, and he asked me to fuck him -
I said I wouldn't go that far - he was disappointed and part of me thinks
perhaps I should have done, but boundaries are boundaries!

We said goodbye, he had a wonderful smile - and said perhaps we'd meet
again (although I realise I probably ever will). Yet again I hadn't cum. It
was now around 3.30 and I had to be back at the hotel by 4.00. I was very
hot, so went down to the jacuzzi to cool off. I sat next to an older guy
who was relaxing in there. Slowly I reached out and touched his finger
under the water - his hand went to my leg then my cock, very quickly I was
rock hard. We manouevred around until as much as our flesh was touching as
we could - so much for cooling off! Just as I felt I should really be going
(it was now 3.45) - a vision of feminine masculinity (if you can understand
me) arrived. he was black, slim, a beautiful, delicate body, and a face to
die for. He was accompanied by a white guy. His cock was long and he moved
like a young woman, his lips playing around a smile as he caught my eye. I
couldn't stop looking at him as he slowly stepped down into the water.

He came across and sat beside me, his friend then sat between us. But as
they stroked ach other, he kept looking deep into my eyes - I have never
wanted like I wanted him! But it wasn't to be. I just had to go! I stood
up, allowing him to see my smooth, hard cock, squeezed his thigh and
smiled, then walked slowly out of the water, feeling his eyes on my ass
cheeks.

If you liked this, I love hearing from people, if you didn't I can always
take constructive criticism.
mike_salac@hotmail.com