This happened a few years ago, but was just reminded of it after reading about someone's experience in a steam room.

I was on holiday with my family, staying at a resort with a leisure centre attached. It was free for resort guests but also allowed non residents in for a fee.

The first couple of days I just used the pool and gym, but as I was invariably on my own (the family preferred to use the outdoor pools) it gave me a chance to explore. The maim changing rooms were by the pool and gym, but there was another smaller facility further on for a small turkish bath and a large steam sauna.

The first couple of times I looked the male changing room was locked, as it was designated woman only in the morning. On a visit in the afternoon though it was open so I took the chance to visit. I had visited gay saunas back in the UK, but my only experience of a public sauna was at my local gym, where nothing untoward took place, so I was not anticipating anything other than a steam.

The baths were down a short corridor, and I chose the turkish first. It was empty so I settled down on a bench to enjoy the heat. Usually I would go naked but, not knowing the protocol I kept my towel wrapped round my waist. However after a few mins a gentleman came in and immediately took his off to sit on it. Reassured it was OK I did the same and enjoyed the feeling of the hot steam caressing my skin.

After a few minutes my companion got up and left, but almost immediately another chap came in with someone else following him in seconds later. Both stopped and looked at me before turning round and leaving without sitting down!

After another 10 mins or so I decided to nip back to have a cool shower before checking out the sauna so, wrapping my towel around my waist I headed back up to the changing room. Although there were benches in between the lockers there were also half a dozen cubicles for those who didn't want to undress in public. Just as I was hanging my towel up I heard one of the cubicle door locks click open, and out came the two men I had seen in the turkish earlier! One headed off to the lockers on the far wall but the other came over to the showers, and as he did so caught sight of me for the first time. He looked surprised for a moment, but then took his towel off and walked past me to start washing. Obviously he was naked, and I could not help but notice that his cock was semi hard and quite red!

As I showered I was starting to wonder if there was more going on here than I realised. Although not consciously trying to get aroused my cock was slightly hardening as I soaped it up and rinsed off. The other fellow finished his shower and, as he walked back past me, he rather obviously looked down and said something in I think Italian, before looking up and giving me a smile.

I had no idea if it was a compliment or a come-on, but the former seemed likely as he walked over to a locker and started to dress.

In the time I had been showering a number of men had been through. As I dried off a gentleman was undressing straight across from me, and we made eye contact several times. He was just my type, around 60ish, bald and, I discovered as he put away the last of his clothes, completely hairless. This only emphasised the size of his cut cock, which was impressive even in its soft state.

He didn't seem phased by my checking him out, and in fact, having locked his locker and picked up his towel, he held my gaze and walked down the corridor naked with it over his shoulder.

To me this was an obvious come-on, but I was still not sure of the protocol here, so quickly wrapped my towel around my waist and followed him. As I entered the sauna I found that there were three rows of wooden benches, and he had already settled himself down on the middle row of seats, with his legs wide open but his towel over his lap. There were perhaps 8 or 10 other men in there, some naked but most with towels over their laps also.

I removed and folded my towel and sat on the bottom row, about a foot away from him. I had only been there a few seconds when I felt his foot lightly tap against my thigh. Looking over I realised that, as he was looking at me, he was playing with himself under the towel.

My cock started to harden and I could not help but lick my lips. He however was gesturing with his towel, and I realised he was telling me to put it over my lap. Once I did this he stood, wrapped his own towel around his waist and started off towards the door. I stood too but did not have his technique, so as I tried to secure my towel my now fully erect cock sprang into view until I could cover it from view.

I had no time to waste though, as the old guy had already left. He was already on his way back to the changing rooms as I came out, and I hurried to follow him. He walked into one of the cubicles and as I followed him in he reached round me to lock the door. As soon as he did this he pulled my towel off and grabbed hold of my engorged prick. With the other hand he removed his towel, spat in his hand and started to masturbate his own, rapidly hardening cock.

He muttered something in his own language, then pulled me towards the bench seat at the back of the cubicle. As he sat down his head was level with my groin, and he wasted no time in taking my cock in his mouth and expertly started to blow me. He technique was incredible and I had to hold onto the walls of the cubicle to steady myself. Even more concerning was the fact that I am a moaner and groaner, and although the cubicles were made of poured concrete, the flimsy door was no barrier to sound escaping into the public area.

Happily at this moment he broke off his sucking, standing up suddenly and grabbing me round the back of the neck to pull me in for a kiss. The taste of his tongue mingled with my juices made me hornier than ever, and I willingly got to my knees when he pushed down on my shoulders. He was still furiously masturbating that big cock, and his hand was now wet with his own sticky juices. I didn't hesitate to bat his hand away and, grasping the base, slid his cock into my mouth and started to suck him off. The taste was delicious and he clearly was enjoying my work, thrusting his hips and gasping each time his head rubbed against the back of my throat.

I think I had only been sucking him for a couple of minutes when I felt the pulse and slight swelling to indicate he was going to come. Usually in casual meets I pull away at this point, but he grabbed my head in both hands and locked me in place. I must admit that I love it when I guy does this, and so I submitted to the inevitable as he shot a sizeable load into my mouth. The warm, musky salty taste remined me how much I love swallowing, so i made sure he knew I was swallowing and then cleaned him up.

When I finally finished and stood up he bent to suck on my now throbbing hard prick, but then reached into a little bag he had been carrying with him and removed a condom. Handing it to me he turned and bent over, with one foot on the bench, before proceeding to open some lube which he applied liberally. Again, I am not usually up for anal on a casual meet, but the sight of him sliding one of his thick meaty fingers all the way into his arse was too tempting to resist, and in moments I was rubbered up and pushing at his puckered hole with the head of my cock.

At the first touch he groaned and pushed back a little, making clear he wanted to be fucked straight away, and I didn't disappoint. He was not tight but even so my cock was big and thick enough to make him gasp and tense as I plunged the full length all the way inside him with one thrust.

As I started to thrust in and out though he was incredibly excited, making more noise than I usually did and pushing back against me to get my cock as deep into him as possible.

We fucked like this for several minutes, the sweat pouring off us as the cubicle started to heat up. All too soon though I felt the rush of a huge orgasm, so powerful it actually made my legs tremble. My companion was also groaning with pleasure as I filled his hole.

Eventually I slipped out of him and he flopped back onto the bench, panting and exhausted. I removed the condom and dropped it in a waste bin. As we didn't seem to speak the same language there was little else to do but smile and say bye.

That was the first of a dozen or so visits to the sauna. Every time I hooked up with at least one person within 10 mins and sometimes went back for more! One encounter was with an English guy who holidayed there every year, and he told me that it was a well known cruising location with locals and tourists, but the management turned a blind eye to it as long as the men were discreet and respectful, hence the towel over the lap signal you were interested and available, which also served to cover up any erections which might scare the non-cruisers.