I Fingered Myself in the Sauna While He Watched
He watched me finger myself as we climaxed together, here’s exactly what happened behind that sauna door.
The weight pressed firmly against my shoulders as I descended into my squat, muscles taut and trembling with exertion. I loved doing squats. I loved knowing that with every squat my cheeks spread and my hole opened slightly. It reminded me of squatting onto a cock and always turned me on. The sweat trickled down my forehead, my body heated and glistening under the gym's bright lights. Each repetition sent a rush of adrenaline through me, an intoxicating blend of strength and sensuality that always stirred something deeper.
It was nearing the end of my workout, and my senses were heightened, every muscle fiber alert, every nerve ending alive. As I stood up from the squat rack, breathing heavily and wiping my brow, my gaze wandered lazily across the busy gym floor, searching for distraction, and instantly, I found it.
He was impossible to miss. Strikingly handsome, with sleek, jet-black hair framing his sharp, sculpted features. His golden, lightly tanned skin seemed to glow under the gym lighting, highlighting the defined lines of his lean, muscular physique. His tight workout shirt hugged a firm chest and subtly revealed the contours of his abs beneath, while fitted shorts accentuated powerful, toned legs and a perfectly rounded ass.
Our eyes met briefly, an electric jolt of recognition passing between us. He held my gaze just long enough to make it clear he was interested before looking away with a subtle, enticing smirk. I felt my pulse quicken, excitement coiling low in my stomach as I subtly adjusted my stance, drawing his attention once more.
Eager to maintain this flirtatious game, I moved deliberately toward the hip thrust machine, knowing exactly how provocative this particular exercise would look to him. Settling into the equipment, I positioned myself carefully, legs spread wide, hips raised enticingly. I began thrusting upwards, each movement slow and intentional, feeling the delicious stretch and tension in my glutes and thighs. My shorts, loose and barely covering the tight jockstrap beneath, shifted provocatively with each upward thrust, revealing just a hint of my firm, rounded ass cheeks.
I paused briefly, adjusting myself during a rest interval. I couldn't resist the urge to tease him a little more, so I deliberately pulled the front of my shorts aside, allowing the thick, swollen head of my cock to peek visibly from the leg opening. A thrill shot through me as I flexed subtly, making it bounce and throb enticingly. My heartbeat quickened when I caught him staring openly, his eyes darkening with unmistakable desire.
He shifted slightly, clearly aroused by the view. His gaze dropped momentarily, and I noticed him discreetly adjusting himself through his shorts, his own cock obviously responding eagerly to my display. His eyes lifted again to mine, holding my stare with a bold intensity that sent heat spiraling through my core.
Slowly, deliberately, he nodded toward the locker room, his invitation clear and unambiguous. My pulse surged in anticipation, excitement coursing through me as I quickly finished my final set, eager to follow him. He rose from his station, turning smoothly and heading toward the locker room without another glance, knowing full well I would be close behind.
I stood up, heart pounding wildly, cock fully hard now and aching for release. Gathering my things, I moved confidently toward the locker room, anticipation growing with every step. My breath came faster, thoughts racing as I imagined what awaited me inside. This teasing exchange had ignited a fire that was now impossible to ignore, and as I pushed open the locker room door, I knew my workout was about to get a whole lot more satisfying.
Stepping into the locker room, my heart raced with anticipation. The scent of soap and sweat filled my senses, mingling with the lingering excitement from our heated exchange on the gym floor. I spotted him immediately, standing near a set of lockers, his intense gaze locking onto mine the moment I entered. A slow, confident smile spread across his lips as he began removing his shirt, each deliberate movement amplifying the sexual tension already crackling between us.
I approached my locker, maintaining our unspoken connection, my eyes taking in every inch of his toned physique. His golden skin glowed under the locker room lights, accentuating his defined muscles. His abs were perfectly sculpted, each ripple inviting my fingers to explore. My own body felt hypersensitive, acutely aware of his eyes roving over me as I peeled my damp workout shirt off, revealing my flushed, sweat-slicked chest and torso.
Our mutual arousal was undeniable, evident by the unmistakable bulge in his shorts and my own erection pressing uncomfortably against my jockstrap. Slowly, teasingly, we both shed our clothing, never breaking eye contact. I deliberately turned as I pulled off my jockstrap, intentionally bending slightly forward, fully exposing my tight, inviting hole to him in an unmistakable invitation. Letting each garment drop to the floor in a seductive, unhurried rhythm, we stood fully exposed, our cocks proudly erect, throbbing visibly in the charged atmosphere.
With another meaningful glance, he turned toward the sauna, signaling me to follow. My pulse quickened further, excitement fluttering low in my stomach as I walked behind him, my eyes fixed on the perfect curve of his muscular backside. Each step heightened my anticipation, the heat between us palpable even before we reached the sauna's entrance.
Entering the sauna, a rush of steamy heat enveloped us instantly, thickening the air and intensifying our arousal. I took a seat on the wooden bench, spreading my legs slightly, the thin towel wrapped loosely around my waist barely concealing my fully erect cock. He settled across from me, similarly exposed, his legs parted just enough to offer me a tantalizing view.
Yet, just as the tension between us was about to ignite, we became aware of another presence, a third, already seated in a shadowy corner, eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to the charged atmosphere. My heart sank momentarily, frustration coursing through me. I glanced at my new friend in anticipation, noting the subtle twitch of irritation mirrored in his expression.
For several long, agonizing minutes, we sat quietly, our mutual arousal hidden beneath thin towels, the space between us heavy with suppressed desire. My cock throbbed insistently, pulsing in rhythm with my pounding heartbeat. I caught him glancing at me frequently, his hand subtly shifting beneath his towel, clearly struggling to maintain composure.
Finally, the third stirred, standing slowly and stretching before exiting the sauna, completely unaware of the erotic tension he’d interrupted. The moment the door closed, our restraint dissolved instantly. Towels fell away simultaneously, revealing our eager, straining cocks, fully erect and dripping with anticipation.
He moved swiftly to join me, sitting close enough that our thighs touched. Without hesitation, we reached for ourselves, openly stroking our erections, eyes locked in mutual appreciation and growing arousal. My hand slid smoothly along my shaft, each stroke bringing me closer to the edge, my breath coming faster with each movement.
"You're so fucking hot," he murmured huskily, his dark eyes heavy with desire as he watched me.
"So are you," I breathed, my voice thick with need. My cock throbbed under my touch, precum dripping steadily as I watched his hand move expertly over his own impressive length.
The heat of the sauna, combined with the intensity of our mutual masturbation, drove me rapidly toward climax. He leaned forward subtly, closing the small distance between us, clearly inviting me closer. Driven by overwhelming desire, I angled myself toward him, our cocks now aligned, pulsing mere inches apart. Unable to resist, I reached over, gently scooping up a generous drop of precum from his swollen tip with my fingers. He shuddered slightly at my touch, watching intently as I used his slick, warm fluid to lubricate my own cock, stroking myself slowly and deliberately. The sensation heightened my arousal dramatically, pushing me swiftly toward the edge. My breath grew ragged, my heart pounding, as I watched him stroke himself fervently, matching my rhythm and intensity.
"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum," I gasped, my voice trembling with urgency. "Cum with me, I want to see it."
"Yeah?" he growled softly, his voice thick with lust. "You want my load all over you?"
"Please," I begged breathlessly, pumping my cock faster, unable to control my mounting desperation. "I want it so bad. Cum for me. Cover me."
With a deep, guttural moan, my cock surged violently, spurting thick, heavy ropes of cum directly onto his cock, thighs, balls, and lower abs, generously coating his skin in creamy, glistening streams. "Yes," I moaned, satisfaction flooding me as I watched my release cover him, my hand instinctively moving between my thighs, fingers slick with cum and sweat, eagerly pressing against my hole. I pushed inside, gently at first, then deeper, my body responding immediately, pulsing around my fingers as waves of pleasure intensified.
His eyes flared with fiery satisfaction, the erotic sight fueling his arousal even further. "Fuck, that's so hot," he groaned, stroking himself faster, fixated on my actions. "Finger yourself. Do you want my cock to stretch your tight little hole?"
"God, yes," I gasped, pumping my cock again even as it softened slightly. My fingers moved rhythmically inside me, teasing and stretching myself, mimicking the sensation of being filled by him. "Please, fuck me with that fat cock. Tell me you'd fill me up."
"I'd pound that tight ass so deep you'd feel me for days," he growled, voice thick with lust, his strokes becoming frantic. "You'd take every inch, wouldn't you? Would you let me cum inside you?"
"Yes," I whimpered desperately, the intense fantasy driving my fingers deeper, pressing firmly against my prostate. "I’d let you fill me up, please, cum for me."
His cock pulsed urgently, and he groaned deeply, "Here it comes," releasing a powerful load. Hot, thick bursts of cum splattered onto my cock, thighs, balls, and lower abs, coating me thoroughly in his warmth. The sensation pushed me over the edge once more, my cock throbbing weakly yet releasing another smaller burst of cum, pleasure rippling through my exhausted body.
"Fuck, that's hot," I whispered, savoring the intense mutual pleasure as we both shuddered uncontrollably, left breathless and dizzy by the exhilarating climax we'd shared.
Without a word, he ran a hand through the mingled cum on his body, flashing me a final, appreciative smile before rising confidently to leave. Alone now, I scooped a generous amount of the warm, mingled cum from my stomach with my fingertips, bringing it slowly to my lips and slurping it hungrily, savoring the rich, salty taste.
As I reached for my towel to cover myself, the sauna door opened, and another guy entered, his gaze quickly assessing the room. His eyes locked onto mine, clearly sensing the charged atmosphere and catching the faint but unmistakable scent of cum lingering in the steamy air. A knowing, intrigued smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, which I returned playfully. He settled beside me, closer than necessary, our thighs nearly touching. My cock twitched once more, an undeniable surge of anticipation flooding through me, signaling that perhaps my sauna adventure wasn't over quite yet.