Adam arrived at the spa just after midday one Friday in January. He’d been there many times before. The spa was on the east coast of England and quite well known. It featured saunas, steam rooms, hot tubs, a cold plunge pool and some hot baths. Its unique feature was that it was naturist. No clothes or robes were allowed. Users could wrap towels around them if they wished but obviously would take these off in most of the activities. You can’t wear a towel in a hot tub or steam room. And who would want to do anything other than sit on one in the sauna?
All of the “wet” spa features were on the lower floor. Above there was a small cafeteria and sitting room. Guests were expected to cover themselves with towels in this area. On the floor above that were the restrooms. Now these weren’t restrooms in the American sense of being a euphemism for toilets. They were a collection of rooms where guests could lie on padded benches. Some had lockable doors. One large room had no door and was open for everyone to see. On his first visit, the staff member showing Adam around had told him that the staff never enter the restroom area.
On the floor above the restrooms was a solarium with a glass roof. It got really hot in the summer. There were a series of padded places for people to lie under the sun.
Guests could come to the spa and enjoy the wet facilities, the saunas and the solarium just for the pleasure of being nude and of being with like-minded people. Or they could do all that and enjoy the sometimes-exciting pleasures of the restrooms.
The spa had a strict rule so that guests could enjoy themselves in the ways that best suited them. No sexual or amorous activity was permitted anywhere except the restrooms. Guests risked being thrown out and barred from future attendance if they broke this rule although, as we’ll see later, if guests were careful and discreet, the rule was bent, if not broken.
Adam had been a naturist all of his adult life. He was clear in his mind that naturism was not sexual. He knew that some naturists were swingers and vice versa but that was not how he saw it. He could go to nude beaches, hardly look at anybody else and would certainly not seek sexual encounters there. But, here at the spa, he felt differently. Yes, he loved saunas and steamrooms and they were much better enjoyed naked as our Scandinavian neighbours do. But there definitely was an air of sexual tension in this place. And, he discovered, most of the other guests felt the same way.
On this particular Friday, Adam showered and then went to the hot tub. This was on a timer and so only came on every twenty minutes or so. It came on as Adam was passing and so he hung his towel on a nearby hook and climbed in. There were already three other men in it. It was quite normal during the daytime that there were many more men at the spa than there were women.
Adam sat down on the right of a man about his own age (mid-forties). The pressure of the jets sometimes made their thighs brush together. After a couple of minutes, the thigh touching got more frequent and Adam realised that his neighbour was actively pressing against him. Adam pressed back. Nobody in the hot tub could see below the surface of the agitated water. Adam’s neighbour had moved his right hand onto his own thigh. From here, the backs of his fingers would brush Adam’s thigh in a way that could be passed off as accidental if challenged. Adam didn’t challenge. His neighbour interpreted this correctly. His hand moved onto Adam’s thigh. Adam could feel the butterflies in his stomach and his cock was stiffening beneath the water surface.
The man’s hand slipped along Adam’s thigh and gently cupped his balls before grabbing his now-rigid shaft and gently moving the skin up and down. Adam reached to his left and felt a thick, hard cock. They very gently masturbated each other. They both looked straight ahead. Their actions would have been almost invisible to the men opposite them. But it was quite likely that they were engaged in similar activity. Nobody spoke a word. Nobody overdid the stimulation to the point of ejaculation. It just felt good.
Eventually, the hot tub timer kicked in and the jets switched off. Adam decided to wait until his erection subsided before getting out. His neighbour had no such qualms and Adam could see around five inches of thick, hard cock as his neighbour climbed out before he wrapped a towel around himself.
This was a good start to the day, thought Adam.
Adam thought of himself as straight. He was married. He couldn’t imagine kissing another man or forming a romantic attachment. But, somehow, here those rules didn’t apply. If another man wanted to touch him, he’d let them. He rarely initiated such encounters. Something (fear of rejection or a hostile reaction?) stopped him from taking the lead. But he’d make it fairly obvious he was available if anybody wanted.
He had his limits. It was strictly hands only. He didn’t want to be sucked or to suck. He’d tried both in the past but had then wondered how he’d explain any STD to his wife. Anal was definitely not going to happen. But hands and mutual masturbation were fine. He liked watching other people sucking and fucking, both straight and gay, but it wasn’t for him.
Adam moved to the steamroom. This was very hot and, unsurprisingly, quite steamy. It was dimly lit and the combination of steam and semi-darkness sometimes made it difficult to see more than a metre or so. Adam took a place on the higher tiled shelf. There was one other man on the lower shelf, tucked away towards the corner. He had his hand on his cock. Adam was used to this. He’d noticed that some men at the spa could not leave their cocks alone even if they were not being overtly sexual. But this man definitely was. He was jerking his erect cock backwards and forwards. Every now and then he’d look towards Adam, almost daring him to watch. Adam tried to appear as though he wasn’t looking but his own cock was beginning to twitch. After a few minutes, the man stopped, stood up and left. Adam was left on his own, willing his cock to go down so that he could leave.
After the steamroom, Adam decided to see what was going on in the restrooms. His heart always pounded as he climbed the two flights of stairs, partly from the effort and partly from anticipation of what he might find. He entered the restroom area with his towel around his waist. From behind a closed door he could hear the unmistakable sound of a woman being fucked. Her moans were loud and excited. He could hear the slap of flesh on flesh as her partner (from the other sounds, clearly a male) slapped in and out of her. He pushed gently against the door but it was locked. He couldn’t really blame the couple for not wanting an audience. Some did. Most didn’t.
He moved on to the open room. This consisted of a large raised platform divided into about eight individual padded areas, like beds. The padding was covered in vinyl for easy cleaning. There was already a man there. He was lying on his back, his erection pointing upwards and he was masturbating while listening to the cries from the next room. Adam laid his towel on a bed a couple of places away and then lay on his back. He discreetly watched the other man. The combination of watching him, and the sounds he was hearing, made his cock begin to stiffen. But he didn’t touch it. He just lay there, quite content. The cries from the room next door eventually quietened and he heard the couple leave. The man on the nearby bed stopped wanking and left.
A couple of other men entered the room. One took the bed next to Adam’s. The newcomer started to play with himself almost immediately. He noticed Adam watching him. He reached over and ran his hand down Adam’s torso, ready to stop if Adam objected. Adam just lay there and allowed the man to reach lower until he was holding Adam’s now-stiff penis. Adam reached over and took the other man’s cock in his hand. It was quite a bit longer and thicker than his own. Until he’d started coming to the spa, Adam had believed his cock was at least a bit above the average size. It was about six inches erect and quite thick. But many of the men had penises much bigger than his. He wondered if that was why they came to places like this, so that they could show off their size. This man was at least seven inches and also thicker than Adam’s. They unhurriedly wanked each other until Adam felt the familiar sensation of a climax building and moved the other man’s hand away. He did not want to come yet.
The other man looked slightly disappointed but soon got up and left.
A man and a woman then came into the open area and lay down a little way from Adam. They were probably in their fifties and both were overweight. Instead of lying lengthwise on the beds, they lay across them so that their feet were towards Adam. They soon started kissing and cuddling. The remaining men in the room moved closer and were joined by a couple more who had been in the corridor. As the couple got more excited with each other, so the room was full of men who had slipped their towels off and were masturbating openly while they watched.
The man and woman manoeuvred themselves so that they could give each other oral sex. The man lay on his back and the woman straddled him so that she faced Adam and the other men. She lowered herself onto the man’s face. Watching the man’s smallish cock disappear into her mouth got Adam very turned on. Fat men always appeared to have small cocks. At least Adam could console himself that he was much bigger than this chubby chap with his four inches. After a few minutes, they switched positions. The man remained on his back and the woman turned around into the cowgirl position. She took hold of his cock and guided him inside. From his vantage point, Adam could see the cock slipping in and out of her loose vagina. The man beckoned to some of the other men and they moved alongside and took hold of her enormous tits while she was being fucked from below. She used her hands to jerk two of them off while continuing to fuck her partner. She was certainly a woman who could multitask, thought Adam.
The couple put on a show for a good ten minutes. She made a good deal of noise while being fucked. At least one of the men she was jerking came over her hand. He moved away and was soon replaced by another. Eventually the couple stopped. As far as Adam could see, neither had come but this didn’t seem to bother them. One of the men closer to them asked if he could also fuck the woman but was firmly told that this would not be allowed. The couple picked up their towels and returned downstairs, presumably to shower.
By now, Adam was almost aching with excitement and longed for release. But he fought the urge to finish himself off and returned downstairs for a cold shower and sauna.
Once he was in the sauna, Adam found himself away from any sexual activity and was able to just lie there and feel the heat relaxing him. He loved this aspect of the spa as much, if not more than, the random sexual activities. He spent half an hour or so moving between the sauna and the nearby cold plunge pool.
While Adam was in the sauna, a few men and women had joined him for a few minutes at a time. One or two just popped their heads round the door and, not seeing anything they liked, had left again leaving just an annoying rush of cold air behind them.
But, after half an hour, Adam was joined by a young woman. She looked Asian, possibly Japanese. She sat quietly on a bench and kept a towel tightly wrapped round her. She was much younger than most of the women who came to the spa and much, much prettier than them as well. It was also unusual for a younger woman to come to the spa on her own. She was slim with shoulder-length jet black hair and, as far as he could see, a trim figure under the towel. Although people rarely spoke in the sauna, Adam eventually plucked up the courage to speak to her.
“Have you been here before?” he said. It wasn’t quite “Do you come here often?” but Adam inwardly cursed his lack of originality.
“I work here,” she said. “I do massage. But today I have a day off.”
Adam had occasionally had a massage at the spa. They were very good and, although the client was nude, the masseuse remained clothed and there was no hint of anything sexual or “extras”. All that was strictly forbidden. It made the massages truly relaxing if you knew in advance that nothing else was going to happen.
Adam thought the woman was beautiful and he was quite disappointed that she had kept her body completely hidden under her towel. He was lying back on his towel and was completely naked in front of her. But, after about twenty minutes, she left the sauna. Adam could see her, through the glass window, approach the plunge pool. She turned her back, stripped off her towel and then turned to climb the ladder over the side. As she got to the top of the ladder she was facing towards Adam and he had a glorious view of her slim body, perfect small breasts and a tiny, neat patch of black public hair. His penis felt a little firmer than it had done but he managed to keep it under control when she returned to the sauna after her dip.
They sat together for about another half an hour, with each of them occasionally taking a dip to cool down. Eventually, she said goodbye and went off to shower and dress. Adam was sorry to see her go but, clearly, she wasn’t going to get involved in anything other than using the facilities for their stated purpose.
But Adam’s libido had been stoked by her appearance and it was approaching the time for another visit to the restrooms.
