Passing through Italy, after locating a gay sauna near my hotel, I started looking for it. Once inside, the bartender tells me that the reception is upstairs. I go up and after having crossed an area of ​​lockers which seems immense to me, I come across a very charming towel attendant who gives me sandals, sarong, towel and some condoms. I go to change and, by chance .., when I have just taken off my underwear, a handsome man passes by who smiles at me while watching me. Once wrapped in my sarong I go down to the bathroom area, the scent of which I had felt when entering through the bar. In fact, in the basement, the staircase leads to a room surrounded by benches where a few towels indicate the presence of other men. I start exploring and enter the hammam. The steam makes the room opaque but no one is there. I sit there and take advantage of the heat to start sweating. After a few minutes, I go out to take a cold shower and continue my exploration. Through the glass door of the sauna, I see two men, one of whom is lying on his back while the other, sitting beside him, caresses or gently massages him. I watch them for a while but find that not much is happening. I plunge into this small corridor to discover a swimming pool and a jacuzzi. The place is deserted, and I take advantage of the place to have a bracing dip. I like to swim naked.After drying off, I go in the direction where the smiling man was gone. I discover a projection room where there are two benches in the center and behind large tinted windows a few chairs, some of which are occupied by men not necessarily very young, caressing each other very discreetly in the dark. Without complex, I sit on a bench, open my sarong and watch the movie or three men suck each other alternately, stroking me gently. I get bandaged while waiting for the results. I hear the masturbation movements behind the glass. A sound of footsteps and a man walks past me, watching my tail. I smile at him but he goes his way. Another man remains standing behind me and after a few moments comes to sit next to me. I leave my hand on my cock now my erection. His gaze is fixed on my cock. I remove my hand and wait. I give him a smile. He pronounces a few words in Italian that I do not understand but his hand is placed on my penis. He goes back and forth a few times then suggests that I go to the cabins. I smile at him and stand up with him. Not knowing the place, I let him walk past. Once in the hallway, he makes me understand that he is going to look for condoms. I take this opportunity to take out of my sarong pocket a small elastic cock ring that I had placed there. I install it around my balls and my cock and jerk off a bit to gain volume. He pronounces a few words in Italian that I do not understand but his hand is placed on my penis. He goes back and forth a few times then suggests that I go to the cabins. I smile at him and stand up with him. Not knowing the place, I let him walk past. Once in the hallway, he makes me understand that he is going to look for condoms. I take this opportunity to take out of my sarong pocket a small elastic cock ring that I had placed there. I install it around my balls and my cock and jerk off a bit to gain volume. He pronounces a few words in Italian that I do not understand but his hand is placed on my penis. He goes back and forth a few times then suggests that I go to the cabins. I smile at him and stand up with him. Not knowing the place, I let him walk past. Once in the hallway, he makes me understand that he is going to look for condoms. I take this opportunity to take out of ...

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