INFRARED SAUNA
The straight fitness influencer stood in the bathroom, towel low on his hips, phone raised. The mirror fogged a little from the shower heat. His skin glowed. Veins stood out. He snapped photos, flexed without thinking. Sweat still clung to him. He liked how his body looked here. Too much.
The spa was quiet. Expensive quiet.
He followed signs to the jacuzzi and stopped short when he saw someone already there. The owner. Young. Thick. Red briefs clinging tight from the water. The guy leaned back like he owned the place. Which he did.
“Relax,” the owner said. Easy smile. Eyes slow.
They talked about wellness. Recovery. Heat therapy. The influencer nodded, but his eyes kept drifting. Chest. Arms. Thighs under the water. The warmth made his head fuzzy. His towel felt tighter than before.
“You should see the sauna,” the owner said. “It’s special.”
The room glowed red when they stepped inside. The heat hit hard, wrapped around skin like hands. The influencer sat back on the bench, breathing heavier than he meant to. The air felt thick. Close.
The owner didn’t sit far.
“You okay?” he asked, voice low.
The influencer nodded again. Liar.
He stared at the red light. At the way sweat rolled down the owner’s body.
He shifted, uncomfortable, aware of himself in a way he hadn’t been before. The owner noticed. Of course he did.
A hand rested briefly on the influencer’s thigh. Not grabbing. Just there. Testing. The influencer didn’t move it away. His breath caught. The heat made it feel unreal, dreamlike.
“You’re tense,” the owner murmured.
Then he moved. The owner slid off the bench, kneeling between the influencer’s spread legs. His big hands pushed the towel open, revealing the influencer’s half-hard cock. He looked up, eyes dark, and then leaned in. His mouth was hot, impossibly hot, and wet. He took the influencer in, his tongue swirling around the head before he sank down, taking him deep. The influencer gasped, his head falling back against the wood. It was a sloppy, hungry blowjob, all heat and suction. The owner’s hands gripped his hips, holding him still as he worked, his own moans vibrating around the shaft. It was too much. The influencer felt the pressure build, his balls tightening.
When the owner pulled back, his lips were swollen and shiny. He stood, his own thick cock jutting out, and guided the influencer’s hand to it. Hesitantly, the influencer wrapped his fingers around the hot, heavy length. He’d never done this. Curiosity warred with reluctance. He leaned forward, the scent of sweat and musk filling his lungs, and opened his mouth. It was awkward at first, just the head, but the owner’s hand on the back of his neck urged him on. He took more, the unfamiliar weight and taste making his own dick throb. He tried to mimic what had been done to him, bobbing his head, using his tongue. The owner groaned, his hips starting to thrust, fucking gently into his mouth.
The room was a haze of red heat and grunts. The owner pulled out suddenly, stroking his cock fast. "My turn," he grunted, and thick ropes of cum striped the influencer's chest and abs. The sight pushed him over the edge, and with a strangled cry, the influencer came too, his own release mixing with the sweat on his stomach. They stayed there for a moment, panting in the oppressive heat.
Later, when he stepped out, his legs felt weak. His towel damp. His head light.
The review he posted was glowing. Best experience. Incredible recovery. Highly recommended.
He already knew he’d be back.
Not just for the sauna.
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