Sexy Fun Times/Ten/Girl/Gym/Second

Amy sends you a text to say she can't come, and you nearly chicken out yourself, but something gets you on the bus and you soon find yourself at the entrance to the gym. This time, the reception lady asks you to wait a few moments. You sit down and after a while the young guy from before comes out and sits next to you. He's younger than you thought, about fourteen or fifteen maybe, but pretty buff in his tiny white shorts.

He starts with an apology. "The idea of a junior session didn't work out," he says. You reach for your bag, assuming that you will have to go. "No! You can still come in, but there are quite a few adults already here."

"Okay then," you say and he gives you a big sexy smile.

The ladies' changing room is empty, but when you go into the main Gym, several men are working out. "My name's Ricky by the way," the boy says as he meets you at the entrance. He takes you through a warm-up and then shows you how to use some of the equipment. You try running on the treadmill, which is harder than it looks and do a bit lifting weights. He then sits you on a machine that looks like it's from a medieval torture museum. "This is especially good for the ladies, he says with a grin as he spreads your legs apart and puts pads between your knees. "All you have to do is squeeze your knees together."

At first, you can't budge it, but he makes some adjustments and you find that you can - just about. After a few squeezes your thighs are aching, but you try to keep going and then you notice that you've got an audience. A couple of the men are standing in front as you open your legs wide and then close them. Then, realising that they can probably see up the leg of your shorts, you untangle yourself and stand up. The men wander off as you get to your feet, feeling a bit wobbly.

Ricky appears and says that you've done enough for one session and suggest that you go into the sauna. "What's a sauna," you ask, and he explains that it's just a hot room full of steam that makes you sweat all the nasty stuff out of your skin. He tells you that you should get undressed first and since they don't have any robes small enough, he gives you a big towel. Back in the changing room, you undress and wrap the towel around you. Ricky takes you to another room, and when you go in you can hardly see anything with all the steam. He sits you down on a wooden bench and splashes some water on something that makes it even more steamy. He says that you are only allowed fifteen minutes the first time and that he will come and get you.

As soon as he's gone you realise that someone is standing in front of you, and his stiff cock is pointing right at your face. You open your mouth to yell, but before you can make a sound, your mouth is full of cock. You try to pull away, but there is someone behind you and he holds you still while the cock in your mouth throbs and you have to swallow hard to avoid choking.

As soon as the cock is out, the man behind you turns you sideways and lays you back on the bench. You start to shout out, but another cock is rammed into your mouth and all you can do is make noises. There's another man with his hand between your legs and then, as the steam clears, you see that there are at least half-a-dozen men, all standing in a ring around you jerking their stiff cocks. Someone says "Hurry up" and then the first blast of hot spunk splashes over your chest. This is followed by more as all the men climax and unload the contents of their balls over your naked body.

You are still lying there, plastered with semen when Ricky comes back. The men have vanished, either into the steam or gone altogether, and you know that you should feel... Something? Ricky says something, then puts one arm under your knees, and another under your back, picks you up and carries you into the shower. He carefully sits you down and starts a hand-held shower which he uses to wash all the semen off your body. He finds a big soapy sponge and you stand up while he rubs every bit of your body clean and pink.

There's a warm fluffy towel to wrap yourself in as he takes you to the changing room and helps you put your dress and shoes on. Then, he carries your bag out onto the street. "I usually go to the park for lunch. Would you like to come," he says.

You are still coming to terms with what happened. You know that you should be horrified and disgusted at the way those men had treated you but on the other hand, they hadn't done you any harm, and the idea that you were able to excite all those men was, well, exciting. Ricky doesn't say anything about it as you walk to the café in the park. He points out the elegant swan with a row of cygnets, and you have a giggle at a courting couple strolling close together. He catches hold of your hand and you like that.

• Your second visit