Sauna, Don't Masturbate

Yeah, it's just morning wood. It'll go back down on its own. As for where to go... You've never actually been in a sauna before, and it's somewhere nudity is fairly acceptable. Time to hit it up!

You step out of your room, self-conscious of your hard cock wagging in front of you. You're on the second floor of the dorms and every knot in the floorboards on your bare feet and movement of air on your bare ass and naked boner makes you feel all the more exposed. Hopefully you don't run into anyone...

You spoke too soon. A door to one of the dorm rooms open and out walks a female student. She gasps at the sight of you, her eyes going down to your hard penis. Reflexively, you blush in embarrassment and shoot your hands down to cover your shame. With your morning wood, though, your cock is a bit too big to reliably covoer with two hands. You see her face as red as yours as the head throbs under her gaze. She's shocked, embarrassment... but she doesn't seem offended. If anything, once the surprise passes, she looks a bit sympathetic.

You run past her and pound barefoot down the stairs of the dorm, bursting out onto the outside grounds of Garreg Mach monastery. You're just outside the greenhouse. Your hands still desperately shielding your hard cock, you pad along the grass going up the rest of the dorms. All along the way, students hanging around chatting in the morning sunlight, some of which you recognize as recruitable Units from the game, gasp, point, snicker, frown in sympathy, or glare in clear offense. You feel your face burn in shame and humiliation. One of them even gives you a smack on your ass, while another flicks the head of your cock. This causes you to jump and pick up the pace, running along the path until you reach the bricked area near the training grounds.

Great, now you've traded prickly grass for hard, uneven stone. Couldn't whatever Random, Omnipotent Being threw you in here have let you wear shoes? You walk up the steps to the sauna and, grateful no one is up here, step inside.

The sauna is thankfully empty. Grateful for the moment alone, you head inside and throw some coals on the heater, taking a seat on the bench. The wooden bench feels weird on your bare ass, but you can't wear a towel to cover yourself... Luckily, the hot steam around your hard-on doesn't feel half bad.

You're enjoying your steam, but... Do you enjoy it alone, or do you hear the door open?