My Roommate and the Men’s Sauna

As I told you last time, my roommate arrived later than I did that night. The sound of the lock woke me, so I pretended to be asleep and narrowed my eyes to watch him without him noticing. His name was Tomás, and until then I had only known him from breakfast and our group walks.

He went into the bathroom and, when he came out, he was completely naked. I had never seen him like that. He was hairier than I had imagined, with his chest and legs covered in thick, dark hair, and a thick cock hanging heavily between his thighs, his balls clearly outlined. He carefully searched through his travel bag, as if he didn’t want to make any noise.

He took out two things. One was a black dildo, not very large, with a wide base to keep it from going too far. The other was a small bottle that I assumed contained lubricant.

I stayed motionless, holding my breath. I didn’t understand what he was doing, but I couldn’t stop watching. Beneath the sheet, my cock was already getting hard, throbbing against my belly.

Tomás lay down on his bed face-first, with his hips raised and his ass spread open. He slowly smeared on the lubricant, inserting two fingers first and moving them in circles inside his hole, then began easing the toy inside, rocking his body. I watched the black dildo disappear inch by inch between his hairy buttocks, and saw him arch his back to take the whole thing. The device gave off a faint hum, a barely audible vibration. He moaned louder and louder, biting the pillow, increasing the pace, fucking himself with increasingly deep thrusts, oblivious to everything except his own pleasure.

I was fully hard, my cock dripping precum onto my navel. My heart was pounding like a runaway horse. I squeezed my glans with my hand and felt that it was already wet with pre-cum. I couldn’t resist any longer.

I carefully got up and approached his bed. I took off my underwear and, naked like him, my stiff cock pointing at his back, I embraced him by the shoulders and kissed the nape of his neck. He shuddered, let out a broken sigh and, without turning around, murmured:

—Do you like watching me?

—Very much —I answered in his ear—. It’s gotten really hard.

—Put it wherever you want, you bastard —he whispered, arching his ass backward to rub against me.

I slid my hands beneath his chest and began pinching his nipples, tugging on them until they were hard as rocks, while nibbling his earlobe. With my other hand I reached down to the dildo and pushed it, burying it all the way inside him. He moaned and let out a muffled “fuck.” I licked his neck and back and rubbed my hard cock against his hip. He kept moving the toy with one hand, unhurriedly, letting me do whatever I wanted. A little while later he pulled it out abruptly, with a wet pop, and turned over on the bed until we were face-to-face. His cock was hard too, long and curved upward, its shiny head exposed.

We kissed. It was a long, deep kiss, our tongues sliding in and out, while our hands gripped each other’s cocks and jerked them hard. I squeezed his balls and ran my thumb over his frenulum. He stroked me up and down with a palm slick from the lubricant. The arousal left me dizzy, clouding my thoughts.

—Do you want to try it yourself? —he asked with a smile, waving the dildo in front of my face.

—Let’s do it —I said without thinking.

He shoved me onto my back. He positioned himself over me in sixty-nine, offering his thick cock to my mouth, while at the same time he folded my legs toward my chest, leaving my ass wide open, completely exposed. I felt his lubricant-cold fingers probing my hole, one first, then two, slowly opening me, searching inside with care. I opened my mouth and swallowed his entire shaft in one motion; it filled my throat and almost made me gag, but I held on. I began sucking him eagerly, taking him from root to tip, soaking him in saliva, while he continued preparing my ass.

Then he replaced his fingers with the toy. The vibrating dildo entered suddenly, wide and hot, all the way to the bottom. I moaned with my mouth full of cock, and he let out a hoarse laugh. He began pushing it in and pulling it out at an increasing pace, fucking me with the device, while I had to concentrate so I wouldn’t let go of his shaft. The toy vibrated and created a sensation of heat, something new to me, running from my anus all the way to the tip of my cock.

I hadn’t expected something like that to feel so good.

Once he had it all the way inside me, he began a slow, deep rocking motion, and at the same time leaned over to suck me. His hot mouth swallowed me whole, his tongue curling around my glans, while the toy struck a spot inside me that made me see stars. It was a perfect sixty-nine. I sucked his cock deep, pulled it out, licked his hairy balls, sucked them one by one, and swallowed him again. I squeezed his buttocks with my hands, spread his ass to put a finger inside him too, and he grunted over my cock.

I felt beside myself, unleashed, enjoying myself and giving pleasure at the same time. The toy never stopped vibrating inside me, and he sped up, pulling it almost all the way out and driving it back in until it reached the base. I sucked his tip more hungrily, pushed his entire cock down my throat again and again, letting him fuck my mouth. His glans began to swell.

We went on like that for quite a while; I couldn’t have said how long. Pleasure overcame me. I felt the jolt rise from my balls and emptied spurt after spurt of hot milk into his mouth. Tomás swallowed it all, sucking without losing a drop, and kept sucking me until the final twitch. I kept doing my part, caressing his head with my tongue, squeezing his shaft with my lips, sucking him as though my life depended on it, until he let out a bestial growl and came in my mouth. His semen was thick, salty and plentiful; it filled my tongue and palate with hot spurts. I swallowed it just as he had done, and cleaned his cock with my tongue until I left it gleaming.

He carefully removed the toy from my ass, lay down beside me, and we embraced, sticky and sweaty. We kissed slowly, tasting our own flavors in each other’s mouths, no longer in any hurry, and fell asleep just as we were.

***

We woke up early. He woke before I did. I felt his hand searching beneath the sheets, taking hold of my sleeping cock and gently stroking it until it became hard, which finished waking me. I kissed him, squeezed his ass, and we talked about the night before.

—I didn’t expect to have such a good time —I confessed.

—As soon as I saw you, I knew we’d get along —he replied, his hand still wrapped around my shaft.

We got up and showered together. Under the hot stream we soaped each other again, our hands sliding over asses, cocks and balls. Then we dried off, got dressed, and went down to breakfast. We went for a walk along the beach, chatting about unimportant things and letting the morning sun shine on our faces.

While walking, we reached the street where the sex shop we had seen the day before was located. I told Tomás how much I had enjoyed myself there on another occasion. It was twelve-thirty; we decided to leave it for another time, because we had another plan that afternoon: we wanted to go to the sauna.

We returned to the hotel, and at two we went into the dining room. We ate heartily, joking and thinking about building up our energy for whatever came next.

***

We left after three. Each of us had put on a tracksuit, with nothing underneath but briefs. Tomás wore a tight pair that showed his bulge without the slightest attempt to hide it, and offered me another pair of his, orange in color. I put them on and pulled the tracksuit over them. We walked to the sauna and went in at around three-thirty.

We paid the entrance fee. They gave us flip-flops, towels and locker keys, and pointed out where the changing rooms were. Just as we arrived, two men in their mid-forties came out, extremely tall and powerfully built, with towels barely covering the packages that were blatantly outlined beneath them. We exchanged a glance with them and, once inside, Tomás whispered:

—What impressive pieces. Let’s hope they don’t get away from us. I saw their bulges; they have to be huge.

We undressed and wrapped the towels around our waists. We went out toward the jacuzzi, and there were the two men we had seen when we came in. We showered first and approached them. We asked permission to get in, and they answered something in a language we didn’t understand; we assumed it was a yes.

They were sitting opposite each other. We positioned ourselves between them. The water was warm and pleasant. Nobody said anything; we just looked at one another. Beneath the water I saw that the man on my right was already hard; the dark shadow of an enormous cock was visible between his legs.

I moved closer to the man on my right and placed my hand on his thigh, slowly sliding it upward. He looked at me and spread his legs. I didn’t think twice: I took hold of his sex, and it was just as it had seemed, a thick, long cock with a broad glans, and I carefully caressed it, squeezing from the base to the tip. It became rock-hard in an instant. He put a finger to his mouth and sucked it, staring fixedly at me. I understood the gesture.

I positioned myself in front of him, kneeling in the water, my face level with his shaft. He leaned back in the seat, leaving his cock almost outside, pointing toward the ceiling. I began slowly, licking his glans, sucking at the sides, savoring the hot skin. Little by little I worked it all the way into my mouth, down to the back of my throat, tightening my lips. He shifted from time to time without making a sound, resting his hand on the back of my head to set the pace. I sucked him hungrily, pulling him out and swallowing him again, splashing saliva, feeling him swell inside my mouth.

After a few minutes he gestured for me to get up, before he came. I did so and sat beside him. He kissed me with his tongue, wildly, and slipped his hand beneath the water to stroke me for a while. In that strange language, he said something that sounded like thanks. Then he got up and left with his companion, whom Tomás had also been attending to. Instead of his mouth, Tomás had offered him his ass, sitting on him and letting himself be impaled underwater; he told me about it afterward with a smile, saying the man’s cock was like a mast and had reached all the way inside him.

—We’re having far too good a time —I said, still with my pulse racing and my cock hard beneath the water.

***

We left the jacuzzi and went into a dark room, a kind of movie theater. There were several young men and one man our age, sitting apart from one another, some already with their towels pushed aside and their cocks out, stroking themselves. Each of us sat beside one of the younger men.

As soon as I settled in, I searched for the boy’s cock with my hand and caressed it through the towel, then moved the towel aside and took hold of him against the skin. He was hard and hot, medium-sized but very stiff. Tomás, beside him, preferred to start by kissing his partner, and soon the boy returned the gesture by bending down and swallowing his entire shaft. I stood up and offered myself to Tomás, placing my cock in front of his lips, but he nodded toward the older man, so I moved over to the latter.

Before I reached him, the man had already opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. I put myself into it, and he sucked me with a devotion that felt wonderful, his lips tight around me, taking me down to his throat and pulling me out with a string of saliva. He sucked me like a professional, squeezing my balls with one hand and stroking his own cock with the other. Meanwhile, the young man who had earlier refused my offer approached from behind. He caressed my buttocks, spread them with his hands, and ran his tongue over my hole, making me shudder. He licked me for quite a while, soaking me, and slowly opened me with his fingers, first one, then two, then three, probing inside me. When I was ready, he placed his cock at my entrance and began penetrating me, nibbling my neck.

His member was long, smooth to the touch yet firm, and filled my entire ass. He entered all the way with a slow, firm push, and I moaned with the older man’s cock occupying my mouth. The rhythm of his movements was slow and deep, pulling almost all the way out and then driving back in suddenly, and pleasure spread throughout my body. His hands squeezed my nipples from time to time, tugging on them, giving me little slaps on the ass. I kept sucking the older man’s cock, alternating between swallowing it whole and licking his balls, while the young man fucked me from behind with increasingly forceful thrusts, his hips smacking against my buttocks with a wet slap.

When I grew tired of the older man’s mouth, I moved away; I didn’t want to finish so soon. I let the young man continue, gripping my waist with both hands and spearing me without mercy. At one point he pulled out, turned me toward him, laid me on a sofa on my back, and sucked my cock for a while with delicious care, while continuing to work my dilated ass with two fingers. He sucked me deeply, savoring me, until I felt I was about to come. Then he stood up, winked at me, and left with his cock still hard. I rested for a few moments, my ass open and throbbing, and left the room.

Tomás, for his part, had continued with his activities and came out behind me, licking the milk from his stained lips. We headed toward the steam room.

***

Inside the steam room we encountered the two heavily built foreigners again. They were stretched out on the highest wooden bench, their towels fallen away and their thick cocks in view, half-hard. We settled on the bench opposite them and let the heat work over us, acclimating to the temperature while looking at them shamelessly.

When we began to sweat, we looked at each other and understood without words.

—Let’s go with them —Tomás said.

The foreigners watched us as if inviting us over, slowly stroking themselves. We crossed the room, and each of us sat on the step just below his man, at abdomen level. With my left hand I held my man’s cock, hard and thick, and with my right I caressed his beard. I stayed like that, stroking him slowly and running my thumb over his wet glans, until he gestured for me to suck him. I obeyed and delighted in it; I put him all the way into my mouth, taking him to the base, breathing through my nose as he slowly fucked my throat, while he caressed the back of my neck and set the rhythm.

Tomás had positioned himself over his partner in a sixty-nine, sucking his shaft while the foreigner probed his hole with his tongue. I imagined how much he was enjoying himself from the muffled moans I could hear. When the two men had had enough, they stood up and came toward us side by side, offering me both cocks at once, thick and shiny with saliva. I tried to take them together, pressing both glans against my tongue, but it was impossible because they were so thick, so I alternated between them, swallowing each one to the bottom in turn while stroking and jerking the rest with each hand. I licked their hairy balls, ran my tongue along their shafts, sucked their heads separately, and then tried to fit both into my mouth at once.

What a way to enjoy ourselves, and what stamina they had. Meanwhile, Tomás had moved behind them and was spreading both men’s buttocks, licking their holes in turn and pushing his tongue deep inside them, which seemed to please them enormously. They growled loudly and said things in their strange language that sounded like affectionate insults.

At that moment two young men came in and sat opposite us to watch the spectacle. They soon began touching each other, sucking each other’s cocks. One of my foreigners finished first; he grabbed my head with both hands and released several hot spurts of thick milk that I swallowed immediately, then I cleaned his cock with my tongue, sucking up every last drop. He withdrew toward the newcomers, his cock still dripping. The other thrust harder into my mouth until he shot as well; I felt his shaft spasm and semen flood my tongue, so much that it ran down my chin. I swallowed almost all of it. Beside him, Tomás also received his partner’s release in his mouth, leaving his lips sticky.

Encouraged, the young men gestured for the foreigners to lie on their backs. They climbed on top of them in a sixty-nine, sucking their semisoft cocks to get them hard again. Tomás and I decided not to remain idle: we positioned ourselves behind the boys, kneeling, and with a little saliva opened their asses and pushed our cocks all the way in. I pushed slowly at first, feeling the anus open around my cock, then began pumping hard, gripping the boy’s hips. Tomás was doing the same beside me, panting as he fucked his boy at a wild pace. All four bodies moved in unison, steam covering everything and moans bouncing around the room. I came inside the boy with spasm after spasm, emptying everything I had left in my balls into him, and Tomás did the same shortly afterward with a guttural grunt. Then we withdrew to a corner to catch our breath and mentally go over everything we had experienced.

***

We left the steam room and returned to the jacuzzi. There was nobody there. We kissed slowly, exhausted, our bodies spent from so much pleasure, tasting the remaining milk and sweat. We showered, dried off, and went to the changing room to get dressed. When we looked at the clock, it was seven-thirty.

—Three hours well spent —I said.

Tomás laughed and nodded.

We walked back to the hotel, changed clothes, and went down to dinner. We spent it smiling and exchanging looks that said more than any words could. By the end, I was exhausted.

—I’m going to get some rest —I told him.

—I’ll stay up a little longer. See you later —he replied.

I went up to the room, undressed, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I fell asleep at once.

***

Later I heard the door and woke halfway. After washing up, Tomás came out of the bathroom naked, his cock hanging between his thighs. That night he didn’t look for the toy. When he saw that I was awake, he said:

—We don’t need our friend today. Do you want something, or shall we rest?

—We’d better rest —I replied—. We’ll see in the morning.

We fell asleep. When the first light of dawn began entering through the window, I got up to go to the bathroom. When I returned, I found him awake, his hard morning cock poking out from beneath the sheet.

—Did you sleep well? —I asked.

—Like a baby —he answered.

I lay down beside him. We kissed, and I took hold of his shaft, stroking it slowly while we remembered the previous day’s adventures again, like someone revisiting a shared secret. We ended up jerking each other off until we came over the sheets.

In the days that followed, we kept up our routine, and similar things happened that aren’t worth repeating. So, with these words, I bring this story to an end, and I hope it has entertained you and given you pleasure while reading it.

Thank you all.