Date: Mon, 30 Dec 2002 20:05:14 -0800 (PST)
From: mykal williams <myk104@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sauna Mystery Man

For the life of me, I like to understand why things happen as they do. When
things happen that have no apparent cause, I get confused.  Guess I stay
that way sometimes.

Case in point: my recent Christmas vacation at Myrtle Beach.

Christmas time at Myrtle brings great discounts at most hotels. The city is
famous for its many excellent golf courses, but golfing over the mid winter
season is very slow. Indeed the weather can turn from bright and sunny to
cold and blustery in just a few hours.

I like to stay in one particular hotel right on the ocean, all pink on the
outside, dating back a couple of decades. It has three outdoor pools, and a
heated indoor pool.

I like that pool especially well. It is in a large room with a Jacuzzi, and
two separate sauna rooms off the men's and women's dressing rooms.

I arrived on Monday before Christmas and did the usual touristy things like
beach combing, shopping, and eating in Myrtle Beach's better
restaurants. But I especially liked to use the pool and the sauna with few
others getting in the way.

However with the hotel only about 15 percent booked, Monday and Tuesday saw
me sitting in the sauna absolutely alone. That was no fun at all.

Christmas day afternoon saw me escape my relatives and head down to the
pool area.  As I entered a young man sitting in the Jacuzzi gave me a broad
smile of welcome.

I went into the change room and he came right behind me. As I undressed, he
shed his suit and headed into the sauna spreading his towel on the hot wood
to make sitting easier.

"Eye candy" I thought to myself as I entered the sauna. It has two tiers of
benches in a single row about 16 feet long, dimly lit with a light and a
glass door. The young man was sitting near the door and did not hide as I
passed by. He had a nice long cock, about 7 inches soft.

I sat on my towel half way down the bench. We began talking and I
discovered that he was a lawyer from Charleston. Then he pulled his feet up
on the bench and turned with his back to the side wall, giving me a full
frontal view.  I did the same at my end of the bench.

As we talked his cock began to grow, with a curve to the left.

I commented on his neatly trimmed public hair, and he said his wife cuts it
for him. I did not ask, but she probably shaved the rest of his genitals as
well. They were beautiful.

Just the two of us sat naked in the sauna of a near empty hotel.  I was
beginning to get aroused myself as he caused his cock to rise and fall
without touching it, quite a trick.  Then he gave it some strokes and it
became completely erect. Wow.

Then suddenly, he rose, put on his suit, and stuffed his aroused cock into
it with some difficulty, and disappeared.

Why did he leave so suddenly, without explanation?  He was apparently
liking the exhibitionistic show he was doing for my benefit, and then he
seemed to panic and left abruptly.

Since he was a lawyer I suspected he would return at the same time of day
the next day. Lawyers tend to be detail people and fall into patterns that
order their lives. But I was wrong. Two days went by, no lawyer in the
sauna. Nobody at all besides myself.

Finally on Saturday, at the same mid afternoon time, I was in the sauna
getting ready to leave when he popped his head in the door to see if
anybody was there, and then quickly stripped. He entered with a large red,
yellow, and white stripped beach towel wrapped about his body.

I thought of the inviting body talk of his show the other day, and decided
to ask him if he wanted a massage, as a bit more intimate. It was something
I could do to repay him for his show on Christmas day.

"Sure, why not" he replied.

He stretched out, wearing the towel, face down on the bench.  I worked on
his shoulders and back first, then down to his feet and up his legs.  When
I got to his buttocks, he lifted his hips so I could get a good feel of his
lymph glands (back of fingers rubbing his balls).

By this movement the towel fell off and he was completely nude under my
fingers. His skin was honey colored, smooth as a peach skin, and no tan
lines. Either he sunned in a secluded spot, or hit a tanning bed. He had
very little body hair, anywhere except for his pubes and head.

Suddenly he turned over on his back, showing me his rock hard cock. It was
one of the best proportioned cocks I have ever seen.  I could not resist
giving it some careful strokes of its own, before going on to massage his
chest and front leg muscles.

Again suddenly he sat upright and began to stroke his own cock. He even
spit on his own cock to make it easier to stroke.  I thought I was going to
see a major eruption, when suddenly he stopped, grabbed his towel and
wrapped it about himself and left the room.

Why?

I thought he was gone for good, so I went over to gather my towel and other
things, and went out into the dressing room, where another surprise awaited
me.

He was sitting still naked on the bench and jacking himself hard. But when
he saw me emerge from the sauna, he stopped immediately.

"Are you gay?" he asked me.

"I am bi" I replied.  "And what are you?"

"I am married" he replied, not really answering my question.

We finished dressing and departed in different directions. I still wonder
why he did what he did. If he was straight, why did he get aroused when we
were both naked in the sauna? I am a retired guy, only average in looks,
nothing to excite a 30-something young lawyer who is half my age with an
outstanding body.

Perhaps he wanted a blow job and was disappointed that I did not pounce on
his cock as he offered it for view on both sessions?

Perhaps he is also bi-sexual but afraid to admit it to himself, or to me?

Perhaps he had some sort of phobia that if he did not actually come, he was
not having sex before the approving eyes of another male?

I enjoyed both sessions, and have written this hoping it will be published,
even though the sex is minimal. If the Charleston lawyer reads this, I hope
he will respond with a minimum of explanation of why he backed off after
being so forward and inviting to me.

If he has questions about my bi-sexual life style, I would be glad to
answer him. I was married until recently, and after the divorce, I went
through a tough transition period before I opened up to my own inner self
to admit first to myself that I liked men as well as women in a sexual way,
and am not ashamed of who I am or who I love.

I have very pleasant memories of the two sessions we had in the sauna and
hope my mystery lawyer man has good memories as well. I am thankful that he
shared his body in the way he did with me, regardless of whatever his
orientation may be. He was the highlight of my Christmas vacation this year
at Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.