Sauna Bar

I was in London, near Covent Garden, in fact, for quite an important business meeting that evening. I arrived at my hotel in good time, intending to do some preparatory work to make sure I had all the facts I needed at my fingertips.  I unpacked my suitcase once in my room and …. A disaster!

I had failed to do my washbag up properly and the lid had come off the toothpaste and a large blob of it was on the lapel of my suit jacket.  I carried out a precision operation with tissues to try and remove it but there was still a huge white stain there.

I dashed down to reception. “Where’s the nearest fast dry cleaners?”

Oh, the wonders of our capital city. There was a one-hour cleaner not 300 yards away. I decided to get the whole suit done and bagged it up. 

“It’ll should be ready in an hour, sir, but can you give us 90 minutes to be on the safe side?”

I could, as it happened, and started to walk back to the hotel. Realising that I was in a part of London I was not over-familiar with, I decided to detour to have a look around.  It was then that I spotted a frosted glass door bearing the legend “Sauna Bar”

I had 90 minutes to kill. I could think of nothing better than a sauna and a beer. I pushed the door open and walked down the steps to the reception area.  It cost me £14 to get in, and I was handed a towel and shown where the changing rooms are. It was obvious at that point that the miniscule towel – a hand towel, in fact – was not going to hide too much of my modesty.

I undressed and wrapped the towel around me as best as I could. I walked through the door into the bar area, and immediately got a flavour of the establishment I had entered. Two young men were laid naked on a double lounger. One was kissing the other while his companion was stroking his thick, erect cock.

They took no notice of me as I wandered through the bar and out into an open area. The first thing that struck me was the massive Jacuzzi (I learned later, the largest in Europe). The second thing was the large number of naked men wandering around. Chubby men, bald men, muscular men, old men and young men.

The penises on display was mind-boggling … thick one, thin ones, long and short ones, some cut, some uncut. Many of the men had shaved their pubic hair off. There seemed little point clutching onto my towel so let it drop to the floor by the Jacuzzi and stepped in.

The Jacuzzi had submerged seats around the edge, so I positioned myself opposite a man of about 60. At the end of the pool, a guy was holding onto the edge and letting his body float whilst his companion sucked him off.  I’d been in the pool no more than 15 seconds when I felt the man opposite’s feet sliding up my legs. He soon had both of them around my cock and was masturbating me under water.  I smiled.

After about five minutes of this extremely pleasurable massaging, he asked me if I wanted to go to the steam room. I followed him out and through another glass door so thick with steam one could hardly see anyone in there. I did notice, however, that the floor was littered with discarded condom wrappers and used rubbers.

We sat next to each other and watched a rather acrobatic display opposite us. It is best described thus:

Mr A was sucking off Mr B. Mr B was sucking off Mr C who, in turn, was licking out the asshole of Mr A.

I started to play with myself and thought I should return the favour to the man next to me, so reached over and took his rather small cock in my hand and started to masturbate him.  He was soon hard and I got up, knelt down between his legs, and started to give him fellatio.  He came in my mouth in about 20 seconds, and then he got up and promptly left the room. I was still on my knees at this time and was about to get up when I felt a hand cup my balls and a finger move up towards my ass. Soon it was knuckle deep inside me. I straightened my legs so that I was now bent over the seat and felt the tip of a cock push against my anus.  I wasn’t fully relaxed so told the Chinese lad, aged about 20, to use some lube – tubes of which I’d seen in the room. A few seconds later, his thin but long cock was inside me and pumping away.

I became aware of another man stood to my side so, turning my head, I took his cock in my mouth. Soon, another young lad had his cock inside this bloke’s ass. 

The Chinese lad came inside me and pulled out, leaving half the condom sticking out my bum. I reached round and pulled it out.

I then decided to try the sauna but it was actually far too hot to get up to any capers.

Around the corner was a large TV screen showing hardcore gay porn.  Watching pornography of any kind has never been my particular thing so I walked on and found an area with several cubicles, all with padded benches in them. One door was open, and I saw a male of about 40 lying on his back.  “Want company?” I asked. He looked me up and down

“Why not”, he replied

I stood over him and let my hand drift down from his chest to his flaccid cock, which soon came to life as I played with it. He pulled me closer to him and took my cock in his mouth. By now, I was desperate to come myself. He gave good head and I could feel myself coming to a climax. I then climbed onto the bench with my head at his crotch so that I could suck him off at the same time. He came first, with me close behind. I remember that his spunk tasted a bit like strawberry as I swallowed it.

I was thoroughly enjoying myself. This was taking casual gay sex to heights I’d never experienced before. I’d hardly spoken since I entered the place and had been wanked, fucked and sucked by three different men.

Now spent, I went to the shower area where there were numerous men fucking and sucking under the jets of water. I was content to watch but found myself getting hard again. I saw the same Chinese boy fucking another young lad and decided to repay his earlier favour. I had no condom but … what the hell …. I put some soap on my cock and went up and into him from behind whilst he was still fucking the other guy. We soon had a rhythm going and I shot my load up his ass.

After he had finished, he turned to me and said “did you use a condom?”

“Yes”, I lied, pointing to a discarded one on the shower floor.

“OK. Nice” he said. 

Since that visit, I’ve tried to squeeze in an hour in the sauna bar every time I go to London. I’ve now been about 20 times and lost count of the men I’ve had, and who’ve had me, since that first time.  What I’m looking for now is a similar, but mixed sex establishment!!!