The Big Relief

The Big Relief

~ chapter I ~

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The week had run me over. Everything had been busy and chaotic, and all I needed now was a good sauna with a citrus scent to decompress in, wearing nothing but a towel. That was all I could dream about during the drive to my favourite decompressing spot. My car seemed tired too, from climbing the mountain roads, up and up. I promised it I'd park with the best view, so it could look at the mountains while I enjoyed them too. I was so alone that the car had become a friend. I really need to get to know more people.

I felt my chest go soft the moment I parked at The Big Relief Saunas. There was one other car in the lot, which wasn't ideal, but nothing was going to get in the way of my relaxing time. I went into the locker room, left all my belongings, and noticed a nice perfume in the air, something fresh but woody too. I looked around; every locker I could see was open. Then, in the second aisle, I found one that was locked. I felt stupid, but I walked toward it anyway. Was I jealous of my own sauna place, like it was my private gem up in the mountains, and now I was fixating on some stranger who'd found it too?

I stood in front of the locker; the scent was even stronger here. A little fruitier, too. So good. It wasn't that the person had sprayed too much, but in that crisp air it turned very distinct. After feeling stupid about it, I reminded myself why I'd come and headed for the sauna. The scenery was gorgeous. I was always amazed this place never filled up, because it looked incredible: the snowy mountains, the lake below, the contrast with the reddish wood so well thought out it got me every time. Except today it wasn't quite my secret: I could see another flesh-toned figure through the frosted glass door. I took a deep breath. My social awkwardness wasn't going to stop me, not right now.

As I stepped inside, I noticed he was fully naked, only a towel under him. He looked at me, not shy in the least, and said, "Oh, hi there," polite and nonchalant. He was probably in his late thirties, with some nicely placed meat on his bones, and about my height, maybe a bit taller. I caught myself taking a little longer than normal to process all that information, then caught my breath and managed a shy "Hey." The smell... it was definitely coming from him. I sat down across from him, settling in but keeping my towel around me. I wasn't as confident as he was; my body was hairy, and while I'd had my prime once, routine had since eaten most of my old semi-athlete stamina.

"Do you come here often?" he asked after a few minutes. "I... actually wish I could come more often. It's a bit far from home, but worth every kilometre and every penny." "Cool. I appreciate it," he answered, a note of pride in his voice. "Sorry... appreciate what?" "Ah, sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Sam. I built this place." "Oh... wow. Then I'm the one who should say thank you. This place has saved me from more burnouts than I can count. I'm Luther. Great job on it, really." "Nice to meet you, Luke. I didn't know your name, but I'd recognise our loyal customer's car anywhere." "You saw me coming?" I asked, confused. "Yep. I've invested quite a bit in automating this place. I saw you pull in, all from an expensive remote control that somehow survives the sauna heat." He smiled. "Sorry if that's a little much. I just like meeting new people."

I felt uneasy for a moment, but I didn't want to accuse him of anything, so I decided to open up to the situation instead, even if I was a little distracted, finding myself far too invested in the way his hand movements made his meaty dick sway. "All good. I'm glad it's a safe space. I also caught a really nice smell in the locker room. Was that your perfume?" "Oh, was it too strong? Sorry, I've been testing this scent for a while. I'm a perfume hobbyist, so I keep experimenting with new notes. I like trying new things."

For some reason that last line did something to me. I felt my dick begin to swell, slowly, and had to look out at the lake to try to cool my brain down. "I love it. It's really interesting, complex. I know nothing about perfume, but I've always liked smelling it on other people's necks... and in the air, when it's good, of course." I immediately regretted how awkward that came out. I was confused, honestly, about all of it. "Since you like scents, do you mind if I pour a bit more essence on the rocks? I bought a few from this fancy little place, and I'd love to know what my favourite customer thinks."

"Sure, go ahead. I'll give you my honest opinion, might even bump my 4.5-star Google review." He laughed properly at that, and as he stood up I was struck by how good his sweaty body looked. Watching him, I realised how much his self-confidence made him more attractive. And that swinging dick didn't look one hundred percent soft anymore. Was I imagining it? As he poured the essence, the citrus mixed with the woody note (somehow close to the perfume from the locker room) flooded my nostrils and worked real magic on my brain chemistry. What a good decision it had been to come here and meet this hot, probably-straight Sam. The isolation must have made me needier for human contact than I'd realised. I wanted to touch him, right now.

"You can drop the towel now, if you want. I can really appreciate a nice boner when I spot one." What? I'd been so sure I'd hidden it, clearly not well enough. What do I say? What do I say? Of course, I knew exactly what to say. "Sorry. I think it was the essence. It... reminded me of someone." "It's okay, really. I'd love to appreciate it, if you'll let me. I love the lake, but I like this view better," he said, framing me between his fingers.

"Someone might walk in on us," I said, worried. "Not anymore." He pressed a button, and it answered with a series of clicks. Was I high off this essence? What was happening? And God help me, whatever it was, it was turning me on. "I... I don't know what to say. I really didn't mean to get hard right now." "You definitely weren't the only one, not after I saw you. No apologies needed." He began, slowly, to thrust his wet dick. "You just won an overnight stay in one of the new rooms we built. If you want it." "Well... there are a lot of things I want right now," I said, finally firing up my naughty engines.

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