Comendadoras Sauna

The first saunas in Madrid might have seemed less sophisticated, but also wilder. It was the golden age of poppers and their free sale, flowing like water. There were times when there was so much poppers in the air that you got high without even sniffing.

The Comendadoras sauna was one of my favorites, in an area near what is now Paraíso. A place on two levels with a sauna connected to a small dark room. There I was able to see a glimpse of my future and that of all faggots, an old queer begging to be fucked in the ass.

One afternoon I was in the movie room watching a film when I noticed someone touching my head. I didn’t need much stimulation to start sucking his cock on my knees, and then another guy started fucking me in the ass.

And that’s how I was, impaled through the ass with my head buried between another man’s legs. Soon, the one whose dick I was sucking came abundantly in my mouth and I swallowed.

The other kept pumping me, and then another guy came into the room and I was hoping he would fuck my mouth but instead he said in my ear:

- When he finishes fucking you in the ass, come to my booth so I can fuck you.

The guy left and the one fucking me kept pumping until he filled my ass with cum and left. Like a zombie I went looking for the guy’s booth and found him. He gave me poppers and he got very high.

I started sucking his cock until I got it really hard. He spat on my ass and shoved it in all at once. He gave me more poppers until I felt my head buzzing, brutal in and out and more poppers, my head was spinning and I only begged for it not to end, I was almost pleading for him not to pull it out, but all good things end, he came intensely and put it in my mouth, and I greedily swallowed the remains of his load.

This experience was so brutal it dehumanized me even more and made me addicted to poppers. Even today, if they give me poppers, I become a completely submissive whore.