Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS WRITER.
If you have never heard of a gay sauna, it is s place where men go to have sex with other men. Usually they take off all their clothes at the door and walk around in towels. I like this because sometimes I judge men very quickly by their choice of attire. I cannot for example talk to anyone in a country road shirt, I also struggle with Armani t-shirts.
Some guys in the sauna, fold their towel in half so that it is shorter and therefore sexier. I cannot have sex with these men. It screams of a quiet desperation that I cannot stand to be around.
Some of my straight friends are envious of the sauna culture, they think that it is a utopia of free love and sex but let me tell you this, it is not. It is micro culture full of judgement and rejection and sometimes it would be fair to say that the sex in these places is just men using each others bodies to masturbate. The level of connection is so remote that I am probably better off with a cucumber.
But here’s the thing, we are not really going to the sauna for sex, mostly what we are seeking is validation, we want to feel desired and loved, so we enjoy the chase and conquer. Sometimes, if you go regularly enough and are very patient, you can land the cutest guy and have the hottest sex ever but then you just want it more. Your appetite is ignited, not satiated and you end up folding your towel in half just to get a root.