I had recently started a new job in the city. After another boring day of training instead of heading straight to the bus station I decided to head in the opposite direction. I had felt super confident all day in front of my new colleagues and managers so why not make this the day to break my sauna virginity. I had masturbated and fantasized about being fucked in a gay bathhouse for ages now and luckily the new job meant one was close by. I double-checked the address on Google and walked a short distance to a more industrial part of the city.
The closer I got to the Sauna the more nervous I became. It probably didn't help that the buildings became more run down and increasingly more derelict the closer I got to my destination.
I arrived at what appeared to be an old warehouse. Every window was covered in metal shutters but one tiny door caught my eye. Seemingly dwarfed by the rest of the building, It had a buzzer next to it and a little neon sign above it saying 'open'. I took a deep breath and pressed the button.
The door opened automatically and I stepped into a tiny room with a kind of serving hatch in front of me. The staff member immediately asked for my ID and handed me what seemed like the world's smallest towel. I paid my entrance fee and was guided into the changing rooms. It must have been so obvious that i was nervous to the guy who greeted me in reception.
The changing rooms where empty at this point. I stripped off, tied the towel around my waist and placed my belongings into a locker. I strapped the locker key round my right wrist, signifying that I was a 'bottom'. This was something I'd seen on the internet in regards to sauna etiquette when researching the place beforehand.
There was a sign asking patrons to use the shower facilities first of all before advancing further into the sauna so that'sbexactly what I did. I soaped up every crevice on my slim white frame to make sure I was perfectly clean for whom ever I encountered. I even slipped my middle finger into my tight little arsehole to make sure it was prepared.
I dried off and wrapped the tiny towel back around my waist. Hiding my now semi-erect cock in the process. Slipping a finger in my arsehole had made the nerves disappear completely. Heading into a dimly lit hallway I couldn't help noticing the smell. It was a sweaty, manly smell. I decided to cruise the maze of corridors and find a partner to play with.
A couple of skinny older guys brushed past me in the corridor. No one spoke. They just looked. Both of these stick like figures did nothing for me. I wanted a real man to show me a good time. I kept my head down and walked on. In fact I kept walking without any luck. The rest of the cruising area and the private rooms where empty. It was really quiet in there to be fair. Other than the weird house music being played, the place was pretty subdued.
I headed to the end of the hallway and into the sauna area itself. If I wasn't going to get any action at least I could chill for a while in the hottub after a long week at work. I hung up my towel and climbed into to hottub to unwind.