Julian LeMont

Whenever my need for some serious R&R beckons, I like to head over to our local club, preferably on an ordinary midweek night, when it is not too busy and I can truly focus on relaxation, sauna and steam sessions. In between rounds of sauna, it is nice to chill, chat with the staff or acquaintances over a drink or go online to surf the internet for a while. Of course, many other visitors to the club do not share my outlook on sauna relaxation and mostly have sex on their minds. Not that I am against it, but I never go with just sex as my main mission – instead I enjoy getting pleasantly surprised if and when in deed more materializes at the club than just an innocent wellness evening.

So one Monday late afternoon I decided it was a perfect night for some innocent R&R at the club, headed over there around 6pm and was greeted by GÁBOR at the front desk with a smirk. We had been innocently flirting with each other for some weeks since he started working there – a handsome Hungarian in his mid-twenties, constantly sleep-deprived by his two jobs at a local hotel and here at the club. He told me that with the summer heat, almost noone was at the sauna that evening – and I replied this is just how I like it – so I can rest, relax and unwind. As the evening progressed, a few visitors did show up – but it was overall pretty quiet. Just as I was half way into my 3rd round at the sauna, and half asleep, the door opened and a tall young stud entered – for a second I thought it was a mirage or illusion from the heat. But he was for real, and quite bored in fact, as apart from myself, only 2-3 older guys were still at the club. The attraction was instant – and although R&R was my top priority, I certainly don’t miss a perfect opportunity if it presents itself.  So I left to shower and then we followed each other around the premises for a while, until realising we had lots of pleasure and attention to give each other that evening. Yet neither one of us really likes anonymous groping in the dark or the dim red light of a cabin – and since I felt like more jacuzzi, we wound up in the water together – in perfect view of the entire clientele – not too many other guests were there any more that evening, but our behavior was nonetheless a bit on the exhibitionist side.

At first I was a bit reluctant, but since it was relatively quiet, I let myself get carried away with my new stud, who turned out to be American, just completed his university studies in Hungary and on his way back stateside leaving from Budapest. I guess my many years exposed to gay porn circles and previous wonderful experiences with gay porn stars have always made me appreciate the esthetics of graphic detail and my American stud shared the same passion. So we started friskily and joyfully exploring each other to the max right in the center part of the club – occasionally an older guest would walk past us and try to join in the action, but we stopped and showed no interest and even had to push a few away.

But then GÁBOR  walked in on us. I stopped immediately, since after all he is working staff there – but he just smiled, looked carefully to make sure no other guests were around to watch and unzipped his shorts to whip out his huge throbbing Hungarian cock – and before we knew it, we engaged in an unprecedented threesome – right there in the sauna & wellness section of the club – and with the club’s very own staff. Whenever an occasional guest would appear, Gábor quickly pulled back, but by 11 pm the club was truly empty and only the three of us were left there. So we were able to actualize our wildest visions and sexual fantasies, taking turns sucking each other – and pounding each other in numerous positions at different venues of the club – in the sauna, jacuzzi, under the showers and by the bar – it lasted until closing time – 2 am and by then, we had tried out and enjoyed every inch of each other’s bodies and savored the true taste of our multicultural Hungarian – American – German encounter. Gábor and my American stud shot 3 incredible loads – and every scene was better than porn – worth capturing visually for posterity in its overall esthetics and graphical detail.

As we left the club at 230am and walked together along Raday utca en route to Kalvin Ter for some late night food and drinks, we burst into laughter and I could not help but marvel at how different a Monday night this turned out to be. When you least expect it to happen, life can be full of surprises – and it may change for good how we look at the most ordinary matters. Since then, I have never been able to seriously look into Gábor’s eyes at the front desk without a mischievous smile of conspiracy – and have never thought of the club’s wellness area in quite as innocent and restful a way as I used to.

When real life porn offers itself, take your chances, and live every graphic detail as if it were on film forever.