London Diaries - South London Sauna

Walking the dark corridors of the South London sauna, he is wearing a towel a bit too small for him. It reveals a hairy stomach and torso, thick hairy legs, a hairy back, a plum stomach and thick shoulders, he also short trimmed hair and a beard, blue eyes and dark hair.

He is walking fast, clearly with an aim, looking into rooms, pushing doors, in search of, hunting for the man that is going to meet his needs.

I walked in, somehow later than anticipated, as I had to stay behind at work. Most of the post office crowd that usually populate the place around 6pm has now gone, and the place is looking depressingly empty.

I looked upstairs, two of the rooms are closed. Clearly a bit of action going there, I can hear grunting and loud spitting, ok yup, action going on in there; a man is laying in the common room, watching porn, open legs revealing a thick cock ring shining in the light, circling a big but flaccid cock. He looked up, hopeful, yet a bit disengaged… holding his hand out… sorry mate, not my type. I walk downstairs, pass the café/rest area, a few of the faithful crows are watching some inane show on tv.

I then pass the changing room, down another set of stairs, I see him. He acknowledges me, by looking at me, however not in an inviting or affirmative way, disappointedly. I carry on with my visit, further set of stairs, down to the navel of the place, dark, dingy, smelling of sleaze and sex.  I look into each of the opened rooms, a few guys are there, expecting, hoping, exhibiting, nothing for me though, nothing there raising a twitch.

He reappears at the entrance of the dark room, goes in, and go and sit in a dark corner, waiting. I follow a short while later, sit across from him, only seeing his white towel and his thick shape. Not knowing and not wanting to be rejected, I decide not to be pushy. A short while later, he walks over to me, then hold my shoulder, pulls me towards him, clearly a sign that he was ready for me, great!!

We kiss, gently first, passionately after, each of us eager, needing, pushing our tongs, invading each other’s mouth with desire and lust. He drops his towel, standing naked, and proceeds by taking my towel away as well. His hand find my cock, he gasps, I am so hard, ready, wanting him.