His first salute came by the weights. He was eager to tell me it was his first time visiting this gym. Even though the trainers weren’t too busy, he seemed more comfortable asking me if he was doing the exercises right. I made sure he knew I wasn’t in a position to instruct him, but I didn’t mind helping him find his way around.

A few minutes after I finished my session and headed to the locker room, he followed. Still eager to talk.

“They told me there’s a sauna?”
“Yes, over there.”

Our lockers weren’t close, but he made sure I noticed him getting ready. Once I was done, I waved for him to follow me to the sauna.

At first, I was quiet, trying to unwind. Then, once the others left, he started talking again. We exchanged names and stories. He was a banker who had just moved to the city — 42, blonde with a touch of white, soft-spoken, with a cute little mustache. Hunky but not intimidating. You couldn’t call him unattractive.

The more he spoke, the more charming he became. Maybe it was the accent, maybe the smile, maybe the way he looked at me with a mix of shyness and curiosity.

“Thanks for showing me around,” he said. “You made my first time easy. Haven’t even been to a sauna before.”

“It’s good for you,” I told him. “Try to do it after every session. I do.”

“I feel heavy and exhausted. Is it supposed to feel like this, or is it me?

“Ha, no that makes sense. The heat works on you.”

And then…

“And is it supposed to feel like this?” he said, with his hand pulling away his towel only to present his dick getting hard.

The view was shockingly pleasant. His forwardness got me excited too. I had a quick look through the door to check that no one was coming and did what had to be done. “That is definitely strange. What do you feel exactly?” I said scooping closer to him.

“I feel like fire rushing through me, stressing me in a way I cannot explain. I feel like I need to release some tension in order to fully enjoy my first time in the sauna.”

“Then you should absolutely do that.” My towel was like a tent, and I couldn’t hide it anymore.

“May I?” I asked politely, worrying about his medical condition. He nodded fast and opened his legs widely. My hand slipped slowly and grabbed his dick. It was so thick, so pleasant to hold onto. I started massaging it. He was trying to hold his moaning, but he couldn’t.

“I have never done this before,” he said and I couldn’t tell if he was blushed from the heat or the hotness.

“What about this?” I asked while guiding his hand on my book.

“That either,” he said smiling. He loved what he was doing, it was very obvious. This time he was not that talkative, he was focused on the task at hand.

Lost in the heat of the moment, we suddenly heard steps coming our way. I quickly pulled my hand back. So did he. But the timing couldn’t be worse. The second I pulled my hand off, a mushed “no..” came out of his mouth, as the door of the sauna was opening. He was coming. He quickly covered himself with his towel, seconds before the new guy that was entering was able to see what was happening. With the corner of my eye I could see his dick pumping underneath the towel. I couldn’t but laugh a bit. He finally looked relaxed.

The moment the dicks were down, we left the sauna. Laughing till we reached the showers.

He asked me which days I go to the gym. I guess he will be coming back.