First Time Cumming Twice!

By the time the semester officially concluded, I was already anticipating the freedom of vacation, to do whatever I wanted. My cousins, coming from a distant corner of the country, had arrived as well. We were inseparable, a gang of about ten energetic youngsters, and their visits always guaranteed an explosion of laughter and unforgettable memories. So, right at the peak of the scorching summer heat, my uncle, a long-standing member (almost a founder) of a local country club, extended an invitation for us to come over. Unfortunately for the club owners, but fortunately for us, the place had aged considerably, losing its appeal, resulting in a noticeable lack of regular visitors, especially during this time of year.

We arrived on a Thursday morning, and I can't stress enough the happiness of having the entire sprawling complex almost to ourselves. The possibilities felt absolutely limitless. We spent the morning playing ball, splashing and having fun in the pool, and engaging in lively conversations always with loud laughter that echoed through the mostly emptied grounds. After lunch, we dispersed, each drawn to different activities. Some continued their athletic pursuits, others ventured towards the stables, attempting to befriend and even ride the horses. I, however, felt the need to explore further this different place. Around most of the people, at that age, I was very self-conscious and somewhat insecure about my body, but being surrounded by just family eased my anxiety a bit, allowing me to wander around only in my speedo.

The country club truly was huge, divided into distinct "blocks" dedicated to different activities. There was the gym and cafeteria block, the expansive sports fields, a variety of courts for tennis, basketball and more. The multiple swimming pools, of course, was the main attraction as they received competitions back in the day. To my joy and conveniently annexed to the pools, the spas and saunas. Water, particularly hot water and steam, had always held a certain allure for me, sparking in me a sense of excitement and curiosity. This time was no exception. To my surprise and delight, the wet sauna was up and running, emanating a tantalizing warmth, and, remarkably, completely deserted, almost like an unguarded paradise.

And so I ventured in, driven by my teenage curiosity and the excitement of a new experience, as I have never entered one in my entire life. At first glance, the sauna was a cozy space, not as hot as I imagined, relatively small, capable of comfortably accommodating maybe six or seven adults at most, but for me alone it was more than enough. A unique feature was a double-paned glass: the inner pane was always steamed up, creating a hazy atmosphere, but when rubbed clear, it offered a view to the outside. However, the outer pane was treated in such a way that it prevented anyone from seeing in, guaranteeing complete privacy within the steamy sanctuary.

As I stepped into the sauna, I didn't feel any unusual sense of excitement. I was simply alone with my thoughts, and my mind wasn't preoccupied with anything out of the ordinary. However, as I began to pay attention to my surroundings, my attention was drawn to the door. I noticed that it had a latch on my side, which sparked a sense of curiosity and interest. I realized that could lock myself in, which would provide almost complete security and seclusion. The thought of being able to shut myself away from the outside world was intriguing, as my family wouldn't even bother to wondr where I was at that point.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt a sense of excitement and possibility. I considered the remote chance that someone might pass by the sauna or even try to open the door, but I knew that I would be safe and invisible. The steamed glass on the door would obscure my presence, and I would be able to remain hidden and completely undisturbed. I felt such a sense of empowerment and freedom that my mind began to wander to all the possibilities this could bring.

That gave me one of the most instant, hard erections of my entire life (so far). I spent no time horsing around: I quickly locked the door, sat down on one of the benches, and rushed to jerk myself off. It was going to be quick and simple this time. I pulled my throbbing dick out of my speedos, stroking it with a firm hand as my new found arousal was being rewarded.

For about two minutes, I jerked my excited penis in a constant pace. My breath grew heavy as I felt that familiar pressure building in. Soon, thick, regular streams of white cum erupted from the tip of my cock. I don't recall now if I kept those hot strings of cum adhered to my pubes or rubbed them against my abdomen in the throes of ecstasy. All I remember is the mind-blowing pleasure flowing through my body as I shot my load, leaving a creamy semi-erected dick to return to my speedo.

Since I had just ejaculated, I felt like a waste if I didn't spend some time on the steam myself. The eucalyptus and lemon scent on the wet place was really pleasant. I could only focus on myself and that little world that the steam in that sauna created for me. For the first time, I felt peace and freedom and had literally no shame at all because in my mind, I was literally intangible and, again, invisible. I closed my eyes and inhaled the hot, potent vapors deep into my lungs, savoring the tingling sensation as they filled my airways and spread through my body. The steam enveloped me like a warm embrace, with my skin glistening with moisture.

Having my mind off of any outside distractions kind of made me hard again. I could feel my dick growing almost impatient inside my speedos, as if it had a mind of its own, demanding release. But how?? At that age, I couldn't fathom the fact that cumming once was simply not enough. But, I remembered again that I was inside my own world, a parallel reality where the steam and moisture were reassuring. I was in a different dimension where I could simply let go and do whatever my raw instincts demanded.

I decided to remove my speedo completely, letting my youthful body completely exposed. That deep navy blue color of my suimsuit contrasted sharply against the pristine white tiles lining the sauna floors and walls. With a sudden, bold motion, I threw the speedo across the room, watching it land on the farther side of the place. That simple act felt incredibly liberating, as if by discarding the speedo I was also shedding away the insecurities that came with it. In that moment, I was completely and utterly alone, with no one to judge or critique my body. With no one to tell me what I could or could not do.

There I stood, naked in the quiet sauna environment. My erect cock pointing out proudly from my crotch at nearly a 90 degree angle, the head flushed a glistening purple. Pre-cum dripped at the tip, mixing in with my sweat and the condensing vapors from the sauna, an absolute marvel of erection ready to be put into action. I felt a contrast of masculine confidence with youthful curiosity as I admired my own naked adolescent physique and started touching myself in every part of my body, seeking a different pleasure.

And I enjoyed every single moment of it. The steam condensing on the ceiling was dripping and making some puddles of water around the place. I splashed them around and used them to slide across the sauna, butt, belly and penis up. I rubbed and grind myself in every corner of that place, I swear. I was literally having all sorts of fun, from doing silly things with my dick, to trying to catch the droplets of water falling from the ceiling to exploring my balls and butthole. A real juxtaposition between a visceral sexual act and youthful exploration. I spent the next 20 minutes or so, with a raging hardon, bouncing and rubbing my dick off anywhere.

Then unexpectedly I felt a sudden primal urge inside me. My hard, throbbing cock was pulsating with a desperate need, tired of silly plays. Jerking off was no longer a case of "want", it was an absolute necessity!! I had to stroke myself. I had to release the tension building inside my teenage body. Scanning my surroundings, I spotted one of those small puddles of water glistening in the center of the sauna. I knew what I had to do. Laying down right there on the hard floor, aching cock in hand, I began to jerk myself off with an absolute sense of wild abandon and disregard. I promised myself: this time is going to be different. This time, I allowed myself to fully embrace the sensations, to surrender to raw pleasure. No more holding back, no backing down. I wasn't masturbating hidden in a random bathroom or in my room. I was jerking off in a safe heaven build just for me!! I grunted and moaned throughout the whole process as I vigorously pumped my teenage dick.

I lost myself in that perfect moment, wishing it could last an eternity. Time seemed to slow down, stretching the moment into an endless eternity of pure delight, a new sensation I never experienced. Every single stroke on my dick felt electrifying. My pulsing cock couldn't take any more as I frantically opened and closed my foreskin with my fingers. The wet sounds of my furious masturbation echoed like an obscenity through the air, mixing with my increasingly stronger groans. My head rolled back, eyes closing shut as I was already over the edge, feeling my balls tightening up.

With a final moan, I exploded in climax. Lighter ropes of cum sprayed from my dick, splattering across my body as I arched myself off the ground while cumming. Some even hit that wet floor as I lost control of myself with my dick jerked and kicked in my hand again and again as I was shooting what felt like an endless load. I was lost in those final moments, finally slowing down my strokes as I released the final few drops of cum from my spasming dick. It was a really surprising orgasm for a guy my age back then. Gasping for air, my mind went blank in the afterglow, absolutely spent but deeply satisfied. That was the most intense orgasm I had ever felt in my life to that time.

By the end of it, I spent two or three minutes laying on the floor with sweat, cum and water all over me. My dick swollen and refusing to come back to its normal state. I stood up and with a cum string still dripping down my dick, I grabbed my speedo from across the sauna, sort of wiped off some cum that was on my body and left the place. The "cold" breeze of reality brought me back as I was leaving the sauna. Every single day since that episode, I've been trying to feel the same thing again. This masturbation session and mainly that second orgasm was a pivotal point in my life.

I liked masturbating as every teenager does, but I always viewed it as a mundane habit, something to enjoy with moderation. Sex-talk wasn't strong in my family and from general conservative knowledge, I learned that private parts were a "no no". It made me feel somewhat guilty of having pleasure while playing around with my penis. The episode I just narrated canceled out everything. I was free and, as long as nobody was present to judge me, I knew what was best. Oh and how I knew!!