Picked Up in the Sauna

I have a bit of a long standing affinity with sauna’s.  It was a bisexual, two guys/one girl threesome in a sauna (technically it was a steam room), which caused me to start writing about my sexual experiences.  My love for sauna’s has only increased after being picked up in one last Sunday night.

There is a bit of a backstory why I was staying in a hotel down the Gold Coast,  I won’t bore you with that now but I will write about that bisexual experience next week.  Suffice to say, after a big Friday and Saturday night, I was keen for a quiet evening.  My plan was to go for a nice long sunset walk, hottub, sauna, order some Chinese take out and watch a movie in bed.  The plan started out very smoothly: my walk was just lovely, back at the hotel I headed down to the hottub.  I was the only one wearing a speedo but nobody seemed to mind.  When it looked like a family with a bunch of kids were about to jump in I took that as my sign to head to the sauna.

The heat of the sauna hit me as I opened I door.  As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I saw that there was one guy in the sauna.  To my great surprise, he was sitting there in a pair of AussieBum speedos.  My kinda of sauna.

I was wearing my new black and yellow Addicted speedos and I had left my towel on a hook outside the sauna so I was there in all my speedo glory.

As I sat down, the AussieBum guy and I exchanged “hello’s”.

It didn’t take long before the AussieBum guy started up the conversation.  “How has your weekend been?”,  “Local or visitor?” usual stuff.  I found out that the AussieBum guys name is Joe, he owns a unit in the building but lives in Brisbane.  He slipped in to the conversation that he gets to use his unit as a bit of a love pad.  Bit sleezy, but someone had to turn the conversation sexual.

The AussieBum guy was in his fifties, grey, pretty darn good body though.  I’ll be happy if I look that good at his age.  He wore his speedo with confidence and come to think about it, he did just have that air of confidence some older guys have.

It might have been that confidence which I tried to compete with as our conversation continued.

He asked me where I lived, it is over two hours north, so that prompted him asking why I was down in his neck of the woods.  I said I had enjoyed a bit of a naughty weekend as well.

Of course, that piqued his interest.  AussieBum guy said he hoped he wasn’t being rude, but guy or girl?  Before I could answer, he apologized saying that he wasn’t assuming anything (that I was gay), he said I didn’t seem gay but I was wearing an expensive pair of speedos which a straight guy wouldn’t usually wear.  I told him it was OK, I took no offence and thanked him for the compliment on my choice of speedos.

Then I disclosed that my naughty weekend had been with both a guy and a girl.  Mostly the guy but his was there so she got some attention.  The old guy was quiet and let me continue.  I explained that they were old friends and it was their first time back, back doing naughty things since they had their first child about a year ago.

I took control of the conversation, asked what he does for a living, something boring in the city.  He asked me and with that air of confidence I was trying to mimic, I said I run some gay websites.

He nearly fell off the bench in the sauna.

I thought I’d let that soak in and I said I was going to cool down with a cold shower (which is outside the sauna).

Sixty seconds of breathless cold water later, I walk back in to the sauna.  The AussieBum guys says he will do the same.  Sixty seconds later he returns and before he has taken his seat he asks/announces, are you Dave Evans, the Aussie Speedo Guy?

Yes, yes I am.

That seemed to be an ice breaker, it was like we were old friends then.

Bit of chit chat and then he really confides in me.  “Dave, I’ve had a naughty weekend as well with a young guy and I am exhausted.  I can’t keep up.  We decided to see if we could find an extra guy to join us, and to give me a bit of a break.”

I really couldn’t make this up if I tried.

The funny part is, the AussieBum guy said that his younger fuck buddy is gorgeous, but dumb as two planks so he came down to the sauna to kind of get away from him.  The younger guy was going to see what he could find on online apps and the AussieBum guy had told him that he would go down to the pool, spa, sauna and see if he could pick up a guy the ‘old fashioned way’.

Was it his lucky day or what!!!

Sounded good to me.  We both got up, had a cold shower and I followed the AussieBum guy.  I wrapped a towel around my waist and put on my shirt.  That is all I had with me.  The AussieBum guy dried off and threw his towel over his shoulder.  Darn, I loved his confidence.

I’m just not that brave to walk around the hotel in only a speedo with a towel over my shoulder.

A quick elevator ride up and we are walking towards AussieBum guys door.  He asks me if I wouldn’t mind being in just my speedo?  I would love nothing more.

Opening the door AussieBum guy yells out in to the unit, “Danny, I have a present for you.”

Danny comes running, maybe running isn’t the right word.  Danny comes sort of leaping, like a ballerina, around the corner and when he sees me he just about falls over.  His mouth is open and he definitely let out a yelp.

AussieBum guy introduces me and Danny says he could tell who I was when he first saw me (I don’t post face pics of myself but I do share lots of speedo selfies).

Let me describe Danny; tall, like six foot four, jet black hair which looks like it has had an expensive haircut, slim, maybe a bit too slim, hairless, he was soooo smooth, early twenties (he was at uni on the Gold Coast) and he was wearing the same AussieBum speedo that the old guy was wearing, just a couple of sizes smaller in the waist.

He looked like a swimwear model.

With that same ballerinas gait, he leapt over to me and wrapped his arms around me with a big hug and kisses on each cheek.

Danny asked the other guy if I was really a present for him.  I grinned and the older guy read that as my approval to play along.  The old guy asked if Danny had any success finding some playmates for the night?

Sounded like my quiet Sunday night was about to turn in to a sex party, Danny reported that he had convinced two of his university classmates to come over, with the promise of champagne, the older guy took that in his stride and said he would get right on that and order some.

With that Danny said he was going to change in to a jockstrap, because he wanted his new present (me) to fuck him.  He did that ballerina thing off to what I assume was a bedroom.

The older guy came up to me and asked if I was OK with this?  I said it sounds like fun.  He offered to pay me, which I declined, I asked him if I could write about this craziness instead and he said that would be great.  He told me to help myself to the fridge, he was off to order champagne.

I was pouring a scotch when Danny returned, he was wearing an AussieBum jockstrap (I have one just the same, again, a few sizes bigger) and Jesus his arse looked fuckable.  He showed it to me and he said he doesn’t like his speedo tanlines.  I love speedo tanlines and told him so.  He asked if I thought his ass was fuckable, I told him I’d be balls deep in it, in no time.

Danny didn’t want a scotch, that is an old man’s drink, so I poured him a glass of champagne.

He was all up in my personal space, touching me everywhere and I was starting to get horny.  I went to adjust my growing cock when Danny grabbed my arm, telling me that was his job.

Putting down his glass of champagne, Danny was right up in front of me, we wouldn’t have been closer if we were dancing together.  With two hand, he undid the drawstring on my speedo.  With every pulse, my cock got harder and it was becoming uncomfortable.  With the drawstring undone, Danny slipped his hand down the front of my speedo.  This immediately released the uncomfortableness.  Then he started stroking my cock, up and down.

I’m not a little guy, but I felt little with Danny standing over me, his long arm, long fingers stroking my cock as he whispered to me how much he is a fan and how he can’t wait for me to fuck him.

Up at fully hard, that is when the older guy walked in announcing that the champagne had been ordered and would be delivered.  He then questioned Danny, asking why he wasn’t being fucked by his new present?

With that, Danny turned around, hands on the kitchen bench and bent over.  He pulled his butt cheeks apart revealing his tight little man hole.

I think he expected me to just start fucking him.  It might sound like I’m a Debbie downer, but I’m a safe sex guy (mostly).  I looked at the older guy and asked him if he had condoms?  Nope, they are all on prep (the anti-AIDS thing).  I have condoms in my room, two floors below.  I tucked myself back in to my speedo and headed to the door.

Horniness gave me the confidence to walk out in to the hotel wearing nothing but a speedo, and with a raging hardon which was very, very, very obvious since I was only wearing a speedo.

Instead of taking the elevator, there is a nice internal staircase which I took three steps at a time down two floors to my unit.  I grabbed the three condoms I had left (it had been a big weekend of fucking for me) and bolted back out the door.

To script, just I was getting back to the floor where the guys were on, there were two younger women walking down the stairs…. again, I can’t make this shit up!!!  Why weren’t they taking the elevator, it was the tenth floor.  I don’t get it.  I said g’day, they said hello and I loved the smirk on both their faces.  It is only as I write this that I realize, it wasn’t just me bolting up the stairs in a speedo which was funny, it was that I had three condoms in one hand.  Hahaha, I didn’t realize that at the time.  There aren’t usually pockets in speedos.

Back in the unit, Danny had moved to one of the bedrooms and called out to me.

Walking, wow, he was on all fours, looking as fuckable as anyone ever can.  He was facing down the bed and the older guy was sitting in a chair at that end, obviously about to enjoy the show.

My cock hadn’t lost any of its hardness so I pulled my cock out the leg of my speedo and handed the condom to Danny.

More to cum over the weekend guys, I have to get back to adding some new movies to SpeedoFetish.com.