My gym is known for it’s busy locker room. Men of all ages and body types parade naked, enjoying the spacious and elegant lockers, getting ready to work out or hit the relaxing spa amenities that lie within. Originally designed as a sports club for the upper class, or the gays that just like fancy stuff, my gym has a fabulous steam room and a tiny yet comfy sauna. As you can imagine, the steam room, more dark and moist, is what the gays prefer, while the middle age straight men occupy the sauna. 

I am not gonna lie, I have visited the steam room many a times, and I have witnessed many salacious acts. I am easily overwhelmed by public acts of affection, and in order to avoid uncomfortable boners, I navigate more towards the sauna. Even though the gym is full of brainless muscle guys that ooze toxic masculinity, the sauna is usually occupied by funny open minded dudes that love to chat and have a chill time with their bros. If I am lucky enough, I will spot this trio of best friends that always talk about food and travelling, and occasionally their wives and children. My sauna buddies as I call them. Three glorious daddies, around 50, fit yet with a belly, traditional Mediterranean physique. Always naked with their donkey dongs flapping around. They talk all the time, making silly jokes, and they know literally everybody at the gym so they always share gossip while I sit there in the corner jiggling with them without saying a word. They are such a great source of entertainment. And so pleasing to look at. 

They other day they once again shared dreams about travelling together, this time in Germany. The plan was to fly up north, rent a car and drive around before reaching Berlin. It seems one of them is an expert in Germany and the german treats, as he has been there many times in the past, for work and pleasure. But he had only one condition, no wives this time. To which the other two pleasantly agreed. It would be only those three, doing things that boys do when they are alone. 

“Do you remember that red…” asked A, and both B and C started laughing uncontrollably. 

“How can you forget. I jerk off many times to that” B confessed and he exhaled deeply as if he was getting stimulated. “Me too!”, C screamed. Then the giggles stopped, the mood of the conversation shifted and intense silence took over. They all seemed to have gotten lost in the memories. I had reached my sauna time limit but the conversation was too intense for me to leave, I wanted to find out what had happened. 

“Oh boy…” B whispered as his cock was getting hard and the other two started laughing. He tried to conceal it but it was too big so he just kind of pushed it to the side. “There he goes again” C giggled and pinched B on the belly. 

I couldn’t stay silent, I had to know! So I very politely asked “So what happened?!” which made them laugh again. “Mister Big Dick here got us into trouble the last time we went on a trip just the three of us.” As A explained, they “accidentally” went to a sex club in Spain where they spent a crazy night that involved a lot of strangers and a lot of flying liquids. They had gotten very drunk and very high, and without hesitations, they all did things that normally wouldn’t do. “He fucked everything. Everything you can imagine.”

“Everything?”

“Everything.”

“There was this red wall with a hole in it” - “a glory hole,” I explained -  “Right! I just put my dick inside and so many people sucked it. I didn’t care who it was, it was pleasure of the highest form,” B confessed, not trying to hide his wood any more. 

“And then he came to find us and dragged us to do the same,” A added.

C was shaking his head, as if he was relieving everything. All three were hard, not giving a fuck, not trying to hide it. And that got me hard as well. But it didn’t feel weird at all. For a split second I dreamt of a circle jerk, but I knew that wouldn’t happen so I moved on. I chose to focus on the amazing fact that these three “straight” guys confessed to me that they have had pansexual experiences that they enjoyed deeply.

It was such a hot moment, realistically and metaphorically, but I needed a break from the sauna so I got up and went to the showers to cool down. Even though we were so loud before with all the giggles, there was no sound coming from the sauna as long as I was in the showers, which felt weird knowing how loud they usually are. I was overwhelmed by everything but I wanted to find out more about that crazy night they had so I was ready to head back. As I was waking towards the spa area, I saw A inside the sauna standing up with his back in front of the the door, like trying to cover what was happening inside. C saw me walking towards there so said to A to make space so I could enter. A used his left hand to open the door while his right hand was stroking his dick. But he was not alone, the other two were stroking their dicks as well!

“Too many memories?” I asked, not sure how to react in that overwhelming scene. “I wish I was there!”

“I just want to relive that night,” B noted squeezing his balls. 

I went and sat on my spot, not sure what I should do with my growing dick. Clearly they were not as “straight” as I thought, but I didn’t want to make something “too gay” for them - I didn’t know the rules of their game. But I would find out very soon. A started enlisting all the amazing things that had happened that night, and all the people they fucked. It felt like he wanted me to get me as hard as possible. “Don’t be shy,” he told me as my dick was literally pumping, and with a fast movement grabbed it with his left hand and gave it a couple of strokes. “Come on, big boy!”

The circle jerk I was dreaming of was finally a reality. They kept going on about that night, giggling and moaning at the same time, while I was flapping my dick in awe, silently. B was the first to come. He exploded on top of his belly. I was the next one, doing the same. I was actually holding myself not to burst since the moment A grabbed my dick. C came on his thigh and everything was dripping. A, still standing up, came in his palm wanting to avoid making a mess. He then rubbed his cummy hand on his hairy leg.

Seconds later, we left the sauna and went to the showers. I couldn’t believe what I had just experienced. After the showers, they were talking and giggling as per usual, like nothing weird had happened. And that got me excited again. 

I hope they will share more stories like this in the future, I am sure they have plenty. 

D.