After securing the locker key round my ankle, and with a towel round my waist, I followed the guy into the sauna complex proper. The first room was a lounge-type area, with some sofas and a table or two - this was after all a 'respectable' sauna - not just one of those designed as a sex club (yeah, right!) - although the large bowl containing condoms and lube packets on one table suggested otherwise. Off the lounge, separated by a short corridor, was a steam room. Taking our towels off, we went in, and my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Maybe it was the fact it was late evening, or cold outside, or the wrong time of year - I don't know - but there was just the one other guy in the lounge, and no-one except us two in the steam room. As we sat down, I could feel the plus points of a steam room - relaxation and all that jazz - but I could also feel my cock growing harder and harder. He moved his hand onto my lap and started massaging my shaft, the moisture in the air keeping it lubricated. My hand found his cock, already raging hard in the hot, damp air. I began to time my strokes with his and we sat for a while, slowly wanking each other. He leaned over and kissed my lips, hand round my head, pulling me towards him. I kissed back, going with the flow, squeezing his cock as I pumped it harder, listening to his quiet groans.
As I felt my insides tighten from his strokes on my cock, he took his lips from mine and whispered "Suck it.". I didn't need any further encouragement - I sank to my knees, and engulfed his cock in my mouth in one swift movement, smiling as I heard him moan in the back of his throat - I don't think he'd expected that! I cupped his balls with one hand and ran my tongue round the head of his cock, sucking greedily. I massaged his shaft with my lips and felt him start to thrust forward on the seat, pushing his cock into my mouth, causing me to gag at first - but once I readjusted myself I could take his whole eight inch shaft fairly easily. I closed my eyes as I felt myself sweating even more in the steamy environment; this time from exertion. Just as I'd gotten into my stride, he gently pulled my head off his cock and pulled me up to kiss him again. "I want to fuck you." he murmured, in between stroking my still-hard cock.
He helped me off the floor, and led me from the room - the cool air hit me as we left, but it came as a bit of a relief, cooling me down, ready for our next session of fun. We picked up our towels, but didn't bother to wrap them round us *too* well - not that we could hide our hard-ons, either! As we walked back through the lounge area, the guy still there gave us both a 'look', as if to say "I know what you're going to do... And I'm jealous!" My guy picked up a couple of condoms from the bowl, before leading me to another set of rooms off the lounge.
About six rooms led off this new corridor, one slightly larger than the others, which was apparently a "group room" - although it was empty. The open door to the second room revealed a couple of guys in it, going at it like rabbits - a studly blonde guy pounding away at a smaller brunette guy's tight ass, doggy style. As we watched, I felt my cock get stiffer, and my guy's hand moved down to squeeze my butt cheek, a fingertip toying at my hole. As a pair we moved away into the next room, still within earshot of the guys fucking next door, and I jumped up onto the table/couch at the side of the room. My guy left the door unlocked, and moved up behind me, massaging my ass with his fingertips. As his fingers stroked my hole, my cock bounced up down, and strained for release, water dripping from the tip in the cooler air.