The sauna we went to was called Oasis, and it was pretty lame. There were no “public sex” areas in the place. It was cheaper to get a room than a locker at this hour, so we got a room for $8. There were two areas showing porn, but they were open, brightly lit areas, close to the main entrance. There was a mini-theater in there, in which the lights were turned all the way up, and a channel like MTV was playing.
I saw a dimmer switch on the wall, and turned the lights all the way off in there. It was very small, three seats in the back row, two seats in the second row, and two seats in the first row.
After about 10 minutes, an older man, who I wasn’t at all attracted to, came in and sat down next to me. He started jacking my dick, which of course has a mind of its own, and got hard. He then started sucking me. He wanted to kiss, but I turned my head away from that. While he was sucking me, this Asian guy came in, who I also wasn’t attracted to, though he had a very nice body — hairless, of course, which is the reason I think I’m not generally attracted to Asians. He reached down to where the guy was sucking my dick and started rubbing my balls and my thighs. This all went on for about 10 minutes, and then with both of them jacking me, I shot a huge load, some of which got on my shoulder. The older guy wanted to keep on with it, but I moved his hand away from him indicating that as far as I was concerned, I was “done.”
I walked around to see how Steve was doing, and eventually found him. He had fucked this totally hot guy, who he pointed out to me, and I, of course, had noticed walking around, but he (Steve) hadn’t cum. I stood by the one screen playing porn, and just looked at this hot looking guy, who looked like a Marine, who was just sitting there in his towel watching. He wasn’t touching himself or showing anything, but was just easy on the eyes. At one point he raised his arms up, and I, of course, got a woody looking at his pits.
I ran into Steve again, who still hadn’t had any luck, so I said, “I’ll be in the theater whenever you’re ready. Take your time.” I went back in there, and after about 5 minutes, that same older guy came back and sat next to me. He put his hand on my leg, and I said, “No more.” He got up and left.
We left there with Steve unsatisfied, and about two blocks up the street, I realized that I had left my watch in my room, hanging on the clothes hook. I ran back there, and thank goodness, even though I had left my door unlocked and open, it was still there. Fortunately, I had turned the light off, the guys who clean the rooms were out on a smoke break when we left, and were still sitting out there when I returned, otherwise, I’m sure it would have been gone.