The most beautiful thing about my workout in the gym is that it ends, not only the end of pain, sweat and boredom, but in order to have some relaxation in the sauna before taking a shower.
One day, I was alone in the sauna, and a tall man with long hair walked in with a towel around his waist and sat in front of my eyes. A beautiful face, smooth body, packed muscles, like Woody Fox (pictures below). And it seems that he, like me, loves the sauna, because as soon as he sits down, he sighed and opened his thighs, releasing his arms and head, then took off the towel, revealing his most beautiful remaining muscle, his dick, twitching, shining and swaying. And when it got too hot for us, he picked up the towel and went out, leaving his embers on my body and his heat in my brain.
The next day I saw him enter the sauna with his friend, so I stopped my shower, and I entered the sauna after him, took off the towel from my waist and sat on it, wondering if he would meditate on my body, in details as I did before on his, but he did not give me any look, until I noticed that his friend was the one peeking in, gazing at my hole body. I picked up the towel and walked out, leaving my embers burning with rage in the sauna and my mind wondering why he didn't look at me and why he didn't take his towel off this time.