I spent a couple of weeks in Brazil last December, visiting friends who live in São Paulo. On the afternoon of Friday 8th December 2017, while my friends were at work, I decided to visit my first gay sauna in Brazil.
I’d looked online first and decided for Wild Thermas Club, a sauna near my friend’s which had some good reviews online. There was also another sauna in the neighbourhood, 269 Chilli Pepper, but I’d heard it was the largest sauna in Latin America (maybe even the world?) and for this first experience in Brazil I wanted something a bit smaller and less intimidating.
As expected, I started feeling a bit nervous as the time grew close to leave my friend and brave the sauna. To distract my nerves, I wandered around a posh shopping centre nearby, Pátio Higienópolis, checking out the cute boys inside the shops. To my surprise, all floors had toilets, and all toilets were busy with cruising. Some had guys standing just outside, pretending to be checking their phones, (not so) discreetly checking who was going in and out.
The Wild Thermas Club sauna looked like a regular house from the outside. No signs hinting at what went on inside. Through the front gate’s porthole you could see the name of the place. I rang the buzzer and was allowed in.
The first thing you noticed was that the reception doubled up as a bar. It looked clean and modern. To my right was a changing room with all the lockers, which also looked tastefully decorated, modern and clean. The receptionist, a young guy with curly black hair and a light beard, explained the layout of the place and gave me locker 13. (This struck me as a funny coincidence as just an hour before, when I left my friend to go to the sauna, I checked the time and it said 13:13). It felt to me as if I was in the right place, at the right time.
Changed into my towel, and wearing complimentary flip flops lent by the house, I set off to explore the sauna. I crossed an old man carrying a bucket and a mop, and I wished him a good afternoon. He was the person in charge of keeping everything tidy after the boys came and went.
Upstairs, I came across a guy lying naked in a porn cinema area. He smiled at me and we wished each other a good afternoon. I walked past slings, dark spaces, three private cabins, a room for massages, but couldn’t find the saunas. Back downstairs, the receptionist pointed to the end of the ground floor, where I could find a small steam and dry sauna, side-by-side.
The guy from upstairs, Marcelo (from São Paulo’s East region), soon joined me in the dry sauna. We were the only two guys in the place. We chatted about saunas, cruising times, living in São Paulo and London. He started to move closer, smiling, so I stood up with the excuse I’d like to continue my explorations. “Stay here a little longer!” he asked, but I said I was still a bit tense and not relaxed.
Not much later, he followed me into the steam room. Two more people had arrived, a mature man and a short cub. The cub informed us a downpour had come down on the city.
When we were alone again, Marcelo went for the kill: he stroked my leg and leaned forward to suck on one of my nipples, while also massaging my right hand. I laughed nervously and tried to stop him, but he kept going at it. I was starting to get a hard on but I didn’t want to fuck him – he just didn’t do it for me physically even though he knew what to do with his mouth. All the time, we chatted and he jerked off furiously with his free hand. I tried not to look.
Finally, I left him and sat by the bar, where I ordered a bottle of water. I watched some porn on the screen above the alcohol shelf; more guys were arriving. One balding guy looked to be in his forties and married. He was quite nervous and I heard the bar staff whisper about him, as if he were a regular. (Later, I’d watch the short cub give him a blowjob in the dry sauna; he had a massive cock and muscular legs.) Then an extremely sexy and fit guy arrived, mid 30s, with the look and attitude of a porn star. He knew the staff and had a friendly chat to them. I tried not to stare at him.
A bit later, I spotted the sexy porn star chatting to a tall, fair-skinned guy with a thick auburn beard. Both of them were the best looking guys in the place (to my taste.) I imagined they wouldn’t be interested in me.
There were probably now about 10 guys in the place. We kept wandering around, sometime sitting in the cinema room upstairs (and failing to get a hard on), sometimes hanging out in the saunas, where all of the action seemed to want to take place. I spotted Marcelo with two other guys having a circle jerk in the steam room; in the dry sauna, other guys were discreetly jerking off.
I suddenly found myself alone in the steam room with another guy. The steam was so thick I couldn’t see his face, just that he was hard and sitting on his open towel. He kept slapping his stomach with his cock – an invitation for me. I got hard and slid over to his side.
He was in his thirties, with dark hair and tattoos down his back. He was in pretty good shape, with a firm stocky body. His cock was about 7 inches and thick. I worked on his cock, then on his nipples (copying the way Marcelo had licked my own earlier.) He then face fucked me for a while before I moved my mouth to his balls and worked on them.
The tall fair-skinned guy with the beautiful auburn beard came in and stood near us, watching. I held the stranger’s cock and offered it to him. He laughed and declined, but he moved closer and removed his towel. He was wearing swimming trunks underneath.
The guy with the tattoos pulled the bearded guy’s cock out of his swimming trunks and started sucking it, then he turned and fed it to me. Other guys came in and broke our concentration. Bearded guy left, and so did I.
I returned to the dry sauna, where two new guys were sitting side-by-side, hard cocks poking up. One of them was slim, muscular and good looking like a football player, with some hair on his chest and a large cock. The other guy was also muscular, but shorter, with a skinhead and smooth body. I sat beside them and showed my cock to them, which was still hard, but they had only eyes for each other’s.
Strangely, bald guy didn’t seem too much into this handsome football player. He soon left, just as my tall bearded guy came in. I smiled at the football player and he reached for my cock. With his other hand he pulled the cock out of the bearded guy’s swimming trunks. I was in complete ecstasy that two hot guys were playing with me! But again, more guys came in, including Marcelo, and we felt interrupted. The two hotties left and I decided to follow them.
I went up to the second floor and found them heading towards a cabin. They looked at me tentatively so I decided to take a chance and join them. We got in the cabin and the bearded guy closed the door. Football player took off his towel and lay on the single bed (a bed made of some leather material, like a massage table). I took my own towel off and hung it on the door.
The air felt suddenly charged with the three of us alone. We were all very horny and excited about each other. Bearded guy made me climb on the bed; I went straight for the football player’s cock. I sucked on it and then kissed and licked his slim stomach. Bearded guy joined me and the both of us ran our mouths and tongues together up and down the football player’s shaft and balls – sometimes meeting in a quick kiss. Football player was in heaven: “Fuck, this is so horny. This is so dirty. You both want my cock, yeah?” (This was all said in Portuguese).
After working on his balls for a bit, I slid one of my fingers to his asshole and started massaging it. Football player had now taken bearded’ guys cock and they were in a 69 position. But very soon bearded guy pulled away; I think he was trying to delay his orgasm.
“You know how to suck cock, don’t you?” the football player said to me. I just smiled and kept working on his fat, long cock.
Suddenly, he got up and rushed out, leaving bearded guy alone with me. I was confused: did he want one of us to follow him? Or he didn’t want to cum quite yet? Bearded guy and I closed the cabin door again and wasted no time in kissing and stroking each other. He had nicely tweaked nipples and a slight beer belly which I found sexy.
He turned around and positioned his smooth ass over my cock. I was still on the bed, on my knees, and the position was perfect for him, standing, to ride my cock. My cock slid in perfectly, easily.
“We should use a condom,” I said, my cock all the way in.
“We probably should,” he agreed, and he handed me one (which either him or the football player must have brought along).
While I slid the condom on, he took a peek outside the door. He was either on the watch out for the football player to return or someone else. He then came back and mounted my cock.
I started fucking him, kissing his neck, squeezing his chest, slapping his ass. It was so horny and good, I couldn’t hold out for too long. I shot my cum quickly. He rode me for a while until I’d gone soft inside him then said he needed a shower as it was too hot in the cabin (and it was.) I locked the door behind him and lay on the sweaty leather bed, replaying in my mind what had just happened.
When I came out of the cabin, I ran into Marcelo.
“You finally relaxed,” he laughed, then hugged me. I could only smile, still basking in that post-sex feeling. “Any chance I can relax with Dorian before he leaves?” and he ran his hands down my chest.
I made some excuse and tried to move away. “At least a quick peck?” So I kissed him quickly and said goodbye.
Three hours had gone by and it was my time to leave. At the showers, the hung muscular porn star I’d seen earlier at the bar, was showering by himself. I joined him and he started looking at me and jerking off.
“It’s too bad I have to leave,” I said to him, looking at his massive cock and perfect body.
“Why?” he asked.
“I have to meet a friend.” He asked where I was from and I told him London, that I was just visiting São Paulo.
“Get over here,” he ordered, gesturing to his cock. A crowd had started to form around us, including the bearded guy I’d just fucked, who also took a spot underneath a shower nozzle. I bent down and took the porn star’s beautiful cock, sucking it for a moment.
“I really have to go,” I said with regret, but also secretly enjoying the fact that I could turn down this amazing man. I then pointed at the bearded guy. “He’s the hottest fuck in here.”
“I’ve met him earlier,” that hung muscular guy replied. I wished them a good afternoon and left, hoping they would keep going with what I had just started.
When handing in my locker key at reception, I asked the guy if he was the owner. “No, him and I are just staff”, he said pointing to himself and his colleague.
“Well, you are both doing a great job here. I loved the facilities.”
“Oh, could you email our boss and tell him so? And this is our names.”
And I did, and I got a reply from the boss thanking me for the email. I hope both guys got a promotion.