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I had sex.

What happened?

The title says it all. I had sex. A random encounter, at the infamous gay sauna, the place where I once swore not to visit again.

I dun have to find an excuse. I was simply horny. Thanks to the porn, the testosterone, or whatever.

I can't find a 'bf' to just have sex and there wasn't someone on Jack'D that I could go out with. So the simplest way was to visit the sauna.

The crowd was kinda mixed. Level three is a towel free zone tonight. I was kinda 'satisfied' already after about an hour of cruising in the sauna. Naked men all around me, quite a few touched me which I politely moved their hands away and quietly enjoying the scene.

It was at level 2 that one guy grabbed me and led me into a room. He was very well built, lean, and toned. Vietnamese, from Liverpool NSW is all I know about him. Not even his age and name.

His body was super smooth and I guess the body fat percentage must be very low too. Not hunky and very toned.

So what actually happened?

I sucked his dick. I could taste a bit of precum which I spitted it away.

He rimmed me. Saliva does not pose a risk?

He made me lie on my stomach and he hugged me from behind. Rubbing his dick around my butt hole. There might be precum on his dick?

I think probably he was about to fuck me without a condom if I didn't ask him to use one. But he was totally ok when I said condom and he quickly put on one. Grabbed some lube and he fucked me.

Five mins later, we were kinda changing position and he took out his dick, took off the condom.

I thought he wanted a rest. Didn't know what he was thinking, probably he was close to cumming? And within a few seconds, he put on a new condom. Lube. And continued with the fucking.

I asked if he wanted to cum, he said no. He wanted to see me cum instead. So he asked me to sit on him while he fucked me and I cummed on his chest just a few mins later.

I actually asked if he is hiv negative at the end of the session. He looked confused and asked me to repeat my question. And then with the confused look he replied yes, I m not sure he knew what I was asking actually or was he trying to conceal the fact that he is.

Why do I think that he might be? Because I think he wasn't going to use a condom if I didn't ask him to.

I took the two used condoms with me to the washroom and filled them with water to check that they were not broken.

This post serves more like a personal record for me. Just in case. Just in case anything happened, I got the details written down.

I am trying very hard now to console myself. And to convince myself that I have taken steps to protect myself (except that I visited the sauna again).

I feel very messy inside. I dun know how to describe it. Is it fear? or worries? or guilt? really not so much about being a bottom for a well built guy. Touching him was enough. I dun know...

People blog about their sexual encounters because they were so enjoyable and memorable. For me it's different. I thought I was overcoming it but not really i guess
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  1. UnknownMarch 1, 2014 at 4:27 AM

    I dont have fun in sauna. I have no idea what to do there. Feel insecure with them coz they are total strangers




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