Treat yourself - go to the sauna with Luis

"I'll see you in there."

"Bet," replied Luis, sauntering off while I took a moment on the bench to recover. Gathering myself after the humiliation of earlier, I go through the changing rooms and change into just my tightie-whities, bringing a towel with me into the gym's sauna.

Immediately struck by the mist and the heat of the sauna, I couldn't see anyone there but Luis's grinning face. He was holding a brown cylinder - a water bottle? - and gestured to me. "Come here! Saved you a seat."

I sat down next to him - I couldn't see anything below his shoulders clearly, as the steam settled downwards. As I sat down, I realised I wasn't sitting on a bench - but on two big, firm thighs. "Sorry Luis, I didn't realise your legs were there..."

He grins harder. "Shut up you little tease." I feel his firm hand on the back of my head and I remember his strength earlier in the gym. He could overpower me easily if he wanted to. "I've protected you for so long. From all the bullies in high school... from all the girls who I promised to fuck with if they'd throw you a pity handjob... and I never understood why. But now I do."

He's so close to me now. I can feel him breathing on my face - it's even hotter than the heat of the sauna. His other arm has been wrapped around my thin waist. I feel tiny. "Why?" I ask, squeaking a bit as my voice goes up.

"It's because you're a girl. My girl. Looking at you... in those tiny little booty shorts. That's when I realised. You've made me go crazy. Look what you've done to me."

I do, again, my eyes moving down from his face: to his incredibly built chest and abs, and down to his hands at his pelvis.

Oh. That's not a brown water bottle. That's Luis's brown cock: about nine inches, at least three times the size of mine. And it's throbbing.

"Touch it, baby. I need you. I need my girl right now." His voice is caught somewhere between talking and moaning. I don't know what else I can do. I bring my hand to his crotch and wrap it around his shaft. I can feel it moving, just from how aroused he is. "Come on, baby girl. Stroke it. I'm so hard right now, just from looking at you, it won't take much."

I move my hand up and down his shaft. I wasn't expecting it to be so easy to give him a handjob but he's uncircumcised, unlike me; even with how much bigger he is than me, it's easy to stroke it without lubrication. His cock was made to be jerked. "Oh, that's a good girl. Look how small your white hands are on my brown cock. They've always been girly but they look so perfect..."

As I slowly stroke him up and down, he looks me in the eyes. "Faster."

His hand on my head pushes me into him. His tongue probingly explores my mouth, pushing it open. His eyes are closed; he's lost in passion. Mine are still open; I'm just lost. I can feel him moaning into my mouth - his tongue is so long, so skilled. My eyes close too, unwillingly, as I continue jerking him off.

He cums, everywhere. "That was so good," he tells me. His eyes are open again. "Have you done that before?"

"N-no," I stutter. "Never."

"You're a natural," he tells me, winking. "You should go clean that cum off your chest." With that, he leaves the gym, his half-erect brown cock proudly swinging between his legs.