Date: Fri, 11 Jul 2003 19:24:58 +0200
From: Kevin freise <ekvin221@hotmail.com>
Subject: Open Sauna Door

This is a completely true story. I had for some time been in a dilemma about
my sexuality, and increasingly was experiencing heavy fantasies involving
sex with men. Lately these fantasies had begun to control not just my sexual
life but my everyday thoughts to the point when I knew that I would have to
do something. Happily married, and aged 40, I was at a crossroads, and I
realised I would have to confront my sexuality soon.

It was summer and I was in Geneva for a conference, staying at a small hotel
close to the airport. After a day spent largely sitting down in a hot and
stuffy conference room, where my mind had again wandered into the fantasy
world, I had left the conference confused and with a giant hard-on, which I
had quickly relieved by wanking in my hotel room. As always my relief was
accompanied by heavy feelings of guilt at my sexual preferences, but I also
knew that it would be short-lived and that the urges would rebound again as
strong as ever.

I set off walking aimlessly down a large boulevard, and after about ten
minutes arrived at a large modern block of apartments. Passing a car-park, I
suddenly spotted a sign saying Sauna Club, and a set of non-descript
concrete steps led to a metal door. I passed by on the other side of the
street, and saw several middle-aged men approaching the door and entering
hurriedly. I realised immediately what it was, and with a start I felt that
old familiar stirring, and my thoughts began racing.

I stood for several minutes in the shadows, and watched as some men entered
and others left. I knew that I had arrived at the crossroads. To continue on
my walk and return to the hotel and to continue to repress my sexual
feelings, or to cross over the threshold and enter through that door and
take what happened.

With heart pounding, I crossed the street and quickly climbed the five steps
to the metal door, and pushed it open and walked in. With shaking fingers, I
handed over twenty swiss francs and received a towel and a locker key. I
kept my eyes down and away from the stare of the young receptionist, and
mumbled my thanks and slid away towards what were evidently the changing
rooms.

The lights in the club were very low and discreet, except for the changing
room which glared brightly. I found my locker and quickly removed all my
clothing and stuffed it with my watch and ring into the locker and attached
my key to my ankle, a bit like going to the swimming pool. There was no-one
in sight, and I walked dream-like down a dark passageway to where I presumed
the sauna and other areas were. My short towel was wrapped around my waist,
and I noted that there were about a dozen men walking casually around a maze
of very dark cabins. The only lights emanated from a large screen and tiered
seating that was empty which was showing a porno movie of a group of men
indulging in frantic oral sex. Most of the cabins were completely
unoccupied, and consisted of a plastic covered mattress and a small
television showing the same film as the large screen. The men were all my
age or older but did seem to be considerably fatter than me. In contrast I
looked quite slim and good-looking. I presumed that these cabins were for
sex, and from the sounds in one of them which was closed, my suspicions were
confirmed.

After doing several tours of the narrow passageways, I passed one particular
cabin in which a large man with a walrus moustache was sitting, and gently
stroking a massive penis as he watched the porn movie and the passers by. It
was the first erect penis of another man that I had ever seen, and I was
instantly mesmerised. It was banana shaped and stuck proudly out of a very
thick thatch of pubic hair. He saw me staring and smiled broadly, and
beckoned me into the cabin. I hesitated only a moment, and then entered
without looking back. The door slid shut behind me, and with a yank the man
leaned over and had removed my towel and pulled me forcibly onto the double
bed. The movement brought my head close to his crotch. He was kneeling in
front of me, and my forearms rested on the mattress, with my bum in the air.
His cock bent upwards at a funny angle, the purple head looking angry and
glistened tears. I shut my eyes and opened my mouth and with a gentle push
down on my head, my mouth engulfed his penis in one go. I had done it. I had
forever crossed the river, and was now living my fantasy with a real live
and throbbing penis deeply embedded in my mouth to the point where the head
must have been resting against the back of my throat. He was very large, and
I struggled to take it all in. I had to be careful to keep my teeth covered
as I moved my lips up and down his shaft, sucking in deep and then moving my
head up and down in what I thought was what my wife did to me when she was
blowing me. He was groaning with what I hoped was pleasure, as I sucked
greedily and tried to deep throat him. I kept gagging however and could just
not get the head further than the back of my throat, and so I settled for
about three quarters of his penis and started a motion of sucks and licks to
his purple head.

He started to reach over my back and I was surprised to find my arse being
heavily greased with lubricant, after a while I started to enjoy the motion
of his fingers slipping in and out of my hole. No-one had ever touched me
there, and it felt too sensitive for words. He drew my head away from his
cock, and flipped me over onto my back. My legs were tucked in and my thighs
were open as he continued to press his fingers in and out of my hole. He
leaned over my head and brought his cock back in reach of my mouth. My lips
nibbled the underside of his penis, and then down to lick his heavy balls.
I reached up for his cock again and drew it downwards to my lips. He said
something I didn't understand, but which I think meant that he wanted to
fuck me. I was not ready for that, and just wanted to carry on sucking. The
man obviously was enjoying himself, but before he could get any further
ideas, he started to groan loudly, and as I pulled my head away, his first
blast of cum shot into my eye, the second over my nose, and then my lips
were once again stretched around the head as he jerked and spasmed into my
mouth, using one hand to wank every drop from his long penis. I didn't think
of the consequences as I swallowed each spurt of cum that flooded my mouth.
It tasted tangy and milky. One of my eyes was still glued shut by his first
spurt.

Finally, he withdrew his limp penis from my mouth, and then let out a laugh.
I opened my eyes and looked up and in horror I saw that the sliding door was
completely open, and that three or maybe more men had been watching me have
sex and some of them were even then openly wanking at the sight.

My lover quickly covered himself with a towel and left the cabin, but before
I could sit upright, two other men, younger and fitter were on the mattress
beside me and were offering me their large and very red looking cocks. I
leaned to one of them on my side and took one of the cocks into my mouth and
did as I had before. It was easier this time, as this cock was smaller and I
was able to completely swallow it, and bury my nose in the thick bush of
hair. This time though I was given less opportunity to initiate anything.
The man held my head with a firm grip in my hair, and kept his cock fully
buried in my mouth, and then rocking forward and backwards he started to
fuck my mouth.

The other man was lying behind me, and with help from his friend lifted my
top thigh in the air and started to play with my hole. It was already
liberally greased by the previous lover, and I suddenly felt a large penis
trying to break through my virgin small hole. I tensed and then relaxed and
slowly the shoving and grunting paid off for the man who was glued to my
back, as he managed to insert the head of his penis inside me. A few more
thrusts and he was completely in and I was held in a vice-like grip by them
both as they started to fuck me with short fast movements for about five
minutes. All this time the door was open, and a growing audience of men
watched silently as the two men took me forcefully.

They came almost simultaneously, the one deep down my throat, the other deep
into my intestines. I just lay supine and let them do as they wanted, beyond
really knowing what was happening. Time stood still, and when they left, I
lay on the mattress and in full view of other men still in the doorway, I
wanked without shame and came copiously over my own belly. Someone closed
the door, and I lay sobbing gently in my fear and shame stinking of cum, and
watching the tv monitor play a similar scene. I had truly opened a door now
that would not be closed.

Later, after I had slept a bit, I showered and left the sauna feeling
guilty, and frightened of the consequences of the unprotected sex.

I have never been back. But I long to every day!