This is a completely true story. I had for some time been in a dilemma about my sexuality, and increasingly was experiencing heavy fantasies involving sex with men. Lately these fantasies had begun to control not just my sexual life but my everyday thoughts to the point when I knew that I would have to do something. Happily married, and aged 40, I was at a crossroads, and I realised I would have to confront my sexuality soon.
It was summer and I was in Geneva for a conference, staying at a small hotel close to the airport. After a day spent largely sitting down in a hot and stuffy conference room, where my mind had again wandered into the fantasy world, I had left the conference confused and with a giant hard-on, which I had quickly relieved by wanking in my hotel room. As always my relief was accompanied by heavy feelings of guilt at my sexual preferences, but I also knew that it would be short-lived and that the urges would rebound again as strong as ever.
I set off walking aimlessly down a large boulevard, and after about ten minutes arrived at a large modern block of apartments. Passing a car-park, I suddenly spotted a sign saying Sauna Club, and a set of non-descript concrete steps led to a metal door. I passed by on the other side of the street, and saw several middle-aged men approaching the door and entering hurriedly. I realised immediately what it was, and with a start I felt that old familiar stirring, and my thoughts began racing.
I stood for several minutes in the shadows, and watched as some men entered and others left. I knew that I had arrived at the crossroads. To continue on my walk and return to the hotel and to continue to repress my sexual feelings, or to cross over the threshold and enter through that door and take what happened.
With heart pounding, I crossed the street and quickly climbed the five steps to the metal door, and pushed it open and walked in. With shaking fingers, I handed over twenty swiss francs and received a towel and a locker key. I kept my eyes down and away from the stare of the young receptionist, and mumbled my thanks and slid away towards what were evidently the changing rooms.
The lights in the club were very low and discreet, except for the changing room which glared brightly. I found my locker and quickly removed all my clothing and stuffed it with my watch and ring into the locker and attached my key to my ankle, a bit like going to the swimming pool. There was no-one in sight, and I walked dream-like down a dark passageway to where I presumed the sauna and other areas were. My short towel was wrapped around my waist, and I noted that there were about a dozen men walking casually around a maze of very dark cabins. The only lights emanated from a large screen and tiered seating that was empty which was showing a porno movie of a group of men indulging in frantic oral sex. Most of the cabins were completely unoccupied, and consisted of a plastic covered mattress and a small television showing the same film as the large screen. The men were all my age or older but did seem to be considerably fatter than me. In contrast I looked quite slim and good-looking. I presumed that these cabins were for sex, and from the sounds in one of them which was closed, my suspicions were confirmed.
After doing several tours of the narrow passageways, I passed one particular cabin in which a large man with a walrus moustache was sitting, and gently stroking a massive penis as he watched the porn movie and the passers by. It was the first erect penis of another man that I had ever seen, and I was instantly mesmerised. It was banana shaped and stuck proudly out of a very thick thatch of pubic hair. He saw me staring and smiled broadly, and beckoned me into the cabin. I hesitated only a moment, and then entered without looking back. The door slid shut behind me, and with a yank the man leaned over and had removed my towel and pulled me forcibly onto the double bed. The movement brought my head close to his crotch. He was kneeling in front of me, and my forearms rested on the mattress, with my bum in the air. His cock bent upwards at a funny angle, the purple head looking angry and glistened tears. I shut my eyes and opened my mouth and with a gentle push down on my head, my mouth engulfed his penis in one go. I had done it. I had forever crossed the river, and was now living my fantasy with a real live and throbbing penis deeply embedded in my mouth to the point where the head must have been resting against the back of my throat. He was very large, and I struggled to take it all in. I had to be careful to keep my teeth covered as I moved my lips up and down his shaft, sucking in deep and then moving my head up and down in what I thought was what my wife did to me when she was blowing me. He was groaning with what I hoped was pleasure, as I sucked greedily and tried to deep throat him. I kept gagging however and could just not get the head further than the back of my throat, and so I settled for about three quarters of his penis and started a motion of sucks and licks to his purple head.
He started to reach over my back and I was surprised to find my arse being heavily greased with lubricant, after a while I started to enjoy the motion of his fingers slipping in and out of my hole. No-one had ever touched me there, and it felt too sensitive for words. He drew my head away from his cock, and flipped me over onto my back. My legs were tucked in and my thighs were open as he continued to press his fingers in and out of my hole. He leaned over my head and brought his cock back in reach of my mouth. My lips nibbled the underside of his penis, and then down to lick his heavy balls. I reached up for his cock again and drew it downwards to my lips. He said something I didn't understand, but which I think meant that he wanted to fuck me. I was not ready for that, and just wanted to carry on sucking. The man obviously was enjoying himself, but before he could get any further ideas, he started to groan loudly, and as I pulled my head away, his first blast of cum shot into my eye, the second over my nose, and then my lips were once again stretched around the head as he jerked and spasmed into my mouth, using one hand to wank every drop from his long penis. I didn't think of the consequences as I swallowed each spurt of cum that flooded my mouth. It tasted tangy and milky. One of my eyes was still glued shut by his first spurt.
Finally, he withdrew his limp penis from my mouth, and then let out a laugh. I opened my eyes and looked up and in horror I saw that the sliding door was completely open, and that three or maybe more men had been watching me have sex and some of them were even then openly wanking at the sight.
My lover quickly covered himself with a towel and left the cabin, but before I could sit upright, two other men, younger and fitter were on the mattress beside me and were offering me their large and very red looking cocks. I leaned to one of them on my side and took one of the cocks into my mouth and did as I had before. It was easier this time, as this cock was smaller and I was able to completely swallow it, and bury my nose in the thick bush of hair. This time though I was given less opportunity to initiate anything. The man held my head with a firm grip in my hair, and kept his cock fully buried in my mouth, and then rocking forward and backwards he started to fuck my mouth.
The other man was lying behind me, and with help from his friend lifted my top thigh in the air and started to play with my hole. It was already liberally greased by the previous lover, and I suddenly felt a large penis trying to break through my virgin small hole. I tensed and then relaxed and slowly the shoving and grunting paid off for the man who was glued to my back, as he managed to insert the head of his penis inside me. A few more thrusts and he was completely in and I was held in a vice-like grip by them both as they started to fuck me with short fast movements for about five minutes. All this time the door was open, and a growing audience of men watched silently as the two men took me forcefully.
They came almost simultaneously, the one deep down my throat, the other deep into my intestines. I just lay supine and let them do as they wanted, beyond really knowing what was happening. Time stood still, and when they left, I lay on the mattress and in full view of other men still in the doorway, I wanked without shame and came copiously over my own belly. Someone closed the door, and I lay sobbing gently in my fear and shame stinking of cum, and watching the tv monitor play a similar scene. I had truly opened a door now that would not be closed.
Later, after I had slept a bit, I showered and left the sauna feeling guilty, and frightened of the consequences of the unprotected sex.
I have never been back. But I long to every day!