Sauna Surrender: My First Time Bent Over for a Stranger

Saturday night. Darkness thick. I, Pascal, lurk outside the sauna. Neighbor town. Men’s night. Pulse races. First time ever. Ring bell. Spin around—no witnesses. Door buzzes. I bolt inside.

Desk guy stone-faced. Pays toll. Locker room. Strip slow. Hide cock, balls. Peek at guy behind. Buff. Him? Shower scalds. Scrub ass deep. Fingers probe clean. Wedding prep.

The Approach

Porn room flickers. Screen grunts. Buff dude rams another. Grimace pain? Legs shake. Run? No. Maze calls. Dim corridors. Sweat, chlorine stink. Echoed moans.

Bump him. 50s brute. Wall lean. Hands fly to nipples. Pinch tease. Mouth latches. Suck wet. Knees buckle. He craves me. Sees slut inside. Femme fire ignites.

Melt against. Head nests neck. Musky cologne hits—raw man. Tiny mewl slips. Hand snakes towel. Grab cheeks. Knead rough. Press hard-on mine. Steel rod throbs. Kiss try? Lips dodge. Last straight twitch.

Whisper slutty: ‘Fuck my ass?’

‘Condom at desk. Cabin next door.’

Ass slap sends. Desk chatty. Rubber bowl gleams. Lube pack. Cheeks blaze. Virgin hole screams loud.

Maze whirl. Lost panic. Find cabin. Him sprawled nude. Cock tents air. Door clicks shut. Towel drops. Slide beside. Eyes lock shaft. Terror thrill.

Tear wrapper. Hand stops. ‘Stroke first.’ Index traces vein. Thumb joins. Grip forms. Soft pump. ‘Good… Men regular?’

‘First dick. Rock hard. Me doing this?’

Minutes glide. Feather touch. Firm squeeze. Shivers him. (This splits me soon?) Heart hammers. Days mental chat—fantasy built. Urgent now.

The Explosion

Roll rubber. Lube anus slick. Finger swirl.

‘Suck it.’

Asshole. Kneel. Latex bitter. Tongue gland. Swallow deep. Bob mimic girls. Sloppy.

Head lifts. ‘Gonna feel every inch.’

On back. Thighs split. Legs hook shoulders. Cockhead hunts rosebud. Poke. Burn! ‘Stop—too thick!’

Freeze. Then inch. Gland pops? Wait—balls kiss. Whole buried. Full. Owned.

Slow strokes. Prostate tingles. Mental blast. Thrust builds. Slap wet. Lube squelch. ‘Fuck me! Wreck hole! Your whore!’

Gasp bitchy. Walls echo. ‘Quiet!’ Feet dig cheeks. Pull deeper. Fist fly cock. Edge. Spray ropes on gut. Him ramps. Groan beast. Seed floods rubber.

Pull gentle. Knots it. Wink. Vanishes.

Sprawled wrecked. Cum crusts. Door cracks—eyes peek. Offer two? Nah. Linger glow. Shower rinse. Dress hasty. Slip night.

Weeks later, her. Boss bitch. Swings us wild. But gaze drifts. Cocks plow her. Hunger stirs…