Date: Wed, 7 Nov 2001 21:23:57 +0300
From: Dan <DanQ8@hotmail.com>
Subject: Steamroom (MM, masturbation) [1/1]

Steamroom (MM, masturbation)

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(c) 2001-11-07 by DanQ8 - This story may be passed on freely, provided no
cuts or alterations of the text are made, including this notice and the
disclaimer. The story may, however, be publicly archived only on the Nifty
Erotic Stories Archive.

Disclaimer:
If you aren't allowed to read this story which contains descriptions of
sexual acts between adult men, then don't. If you aren't sure whether you
are allowed to read it, please check with your local police station.
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Today was a pleasant autumn day in Kuwait - the temperatures were about the
same as during summer in Europe. After a hard workout in the gym, I went to
the health club's steam room, looking forward to the relaxing effect it
would have on my body. As always, I folded my towel and sat on it, legs
slightly spread, displaying my half-hard dick. Unlike most guys at this
place, I never wrap my towel around my hips in the locker room, but carry it
around the neck instead.

Alone in the steam room, I wanked for a few minutes until I heard someone
approaching the room. The door opened, and a swarthy, fat Arab guy, about
sixty years old, entered and sat down opposite me. Like me, he sat on his
towel, leaving his dick in view.

After we had said hi to each other and had introduced ourselves - he was
called Ali -, he surprised me by saying: "There's a sex movie on in the
lounge next door." (Porn is strictly forbidden in Kuwait.)

"Really," I said, "Kuwait has become the land of unlimited possibilities...
you can get anything you like here, drugs, alcohol, girls, boys..."

He laughed, agreeing with me, and we sat silently for a while. We were both
sweating, and while I just wiped the sweat off my upper body from time to
time, he also touched his cock from time to time. I started to do the same,
and observed that he let his hand linger on his dick a little longer.

My watch beeped as my ten minutes were up, and I got up.

"Going already?" Ali said. "Let me show you the movie next door."

Nobody was in the hallway, and the lounge was also empty. A straight porn
movie was playing in which a hung black stud was pounding a blonde
silicone-breasted bimbo's pussy.

Ali and I sat on adjacent chairs, and he was now clearly wanking his cock. I
wanked mine as well. Suddenly, he put his hand on my thigh and moved to
touch my cock. Surprised, I pushed Ali's hand away. Since someone was
walking down the hallway, too, I got up to take my shower.

I left the shower curtain about a quarter open. I had just started to wash
my hair and body as I saw Ali getting in a shower stall diagonally across
from mine, leaving his curtain a quarter open as well. He was now furiously
wanking his dick, looking at my body. I got hot and wanked as well. I soon
felt that I was going to cum and closed my eyes as I squirted my jizz
against the shower partition.

When I opened them again, Ali was standing next to me and moved to get
behind me. I asked him to get out, and he returned to his own shower stall
immediately. When I was finished, I towelled myself off and headed to the
locker room, Ali following me and standing next to me, drying himself off as
I put on my clothes.

As I was about to leave, he asked me: "Are you going to be here again
tomorrow?"

I answered: "Saturday, maybe..."

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a true story and also my first - more may be written as it happens
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